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books-and-dragons · 11 months

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Ik it's been awhile since I have dropped a HC on you, but consider: Akira doing some unnecessarily dangerous stunt in the Metaverse and feeling so proud of himself... and then he's shocked when the team gets angry/worried that he risked his own safety like that.

"Guys, it's fine, only I would have gotten hurt!"

And then they just get even angrier and he's confused and startled they're so worked up about it. He's not used to people worrying about him.

omg june, hi!!! aaa i yelled when i saw your user pop up, hope you're doing well!!

your brainworms are angsty as ever and oh how i love it

i'm such a believer in the akira-is-passively-reckless-about-his-own-life concept, you'll have to rip it from my cold, dead hands

considering the in-game clues we get about how he's not great about keeping himself well-fed and has an automatic tendency to throw himself aside for the sake of other people's safety, akira's probably got a huge lack of self preservation to add to that (maybe even, a complete lack of care for his own wellbeing) (i'm absolutely blaming his home life for this)

which works well enough for someone in a leadership position, he'd make sacrifices for others very easily and yeah!! he's just so used to not putting himself into consideration- he doesn't even think about his own safety. nobody else ever has, so why should he?

it trickles into everything he does. the last healing item goes to a teammate, whatever funds he makes from part-time jobs goes into the phantom thieves (nevermind that he's living on sojiro's patronage curry and instant noodles, that's unimportant, he's unimportant), he offers unconditional support and a listening ear to every confidant he meets, and helps them with all their problems- even if it is to his own detriment. on the battlefield against a new enemy, joker will do his best to find the weakness- because if they repel anything, at least then he carries the brunt of the backlash. it's natural, instinctive, and therefore he sees no wrong in it.

and for a long time, he gets away with this reckless abandon for his own safety.

except he goes a step too far, maybe he decides to distract another hoard of shadows on his own? or makes what should be an impossible zipline move to cross to the other side of a chasm. against a rampaging enemy, he throws himself in the firing line. after months of excusing the passing recklessness, this is a step too far for the phantom thieves.

when they're reunited with joker, he's not greeted by praise for his dramatic flourish, or impressed and spirited cheers for carving a path deeper into the palace, but instead worried frowns and scolding reprimands. flurries of hands which search for his injuries and want to heal, and he doesn't need it he's fine-

and oh you're so right it would hurt so much because akira would be so confused by their concern!! at first, he probably assumes they're talking about anything but him. did he accidentally break a treasure on his landing? for some reason, had the thieves not wanted that shadow hurt? what was it this time, what had he done wrong- because he had to have done something wrong he always does something wrong, eventually

when it gets through to akira that no, they're worried about his safety the boy blue-screens there and then.

it's not something he's ever been used to- care, affection....attention. nobody's cared enough to look close enough before, and suddenly akira doesn't know what to do with this worry, with this obvious sign that people care about him, that someone values akira kurusu....he's in a bit of a fugue as the diarahan washes over him, so much do he can't even scold what he'd deem an unnecessary use of energy

they call it a day in the palace not long after.

learning to value your own life isn't something that's easy, but akira's surrounded by people who care about him now- they can be patient. this time, they're taking the lead to help akira, not the other way around.

maybe makoto challenges him to find a more safe plan, that doesn't involve reckless action. ryuji helps him be more open about his feelings. ann teaches akira how to appreciate himself. futaba shows him how to trust in what people promise. yusuke guides him through self-appreciation in his own, artistic style. haru helps akira define himself, outside of the parameters his parents set for him. morgana stays at his side through it all.

in their own way, they'll help akira find some self-worth, and hope to see the fruits of their labour in akira guarding a bit more often in battle, turning to his teammates instead of charging in headfirst and bearing the weight of shadows' attentions himself. they'll wait patiently for the day he asks for help, and be proud when he does.

for now, they'll accept the occasional willingness to head back to a saferoom, or retreat from battle. they'll mentally cheer when he uses one of their few healing items to patch a gash in his side. it's all about the small steps.

#ask #JuneLuxray #june this is a love letter (tag) to your brain nobody in the p5 fandom is safe from your Ideas and Words and i love it #p5 #persona 5 #p5 royal #akira kurusu #akira kurusu headcanons #oh asdfg it's been a WHILE i forgot how fun this was #oh no oh nooooo i got so out of control in my words here i didn't realise and i just loved this concept too much #i'm weak for this idea and unapologetic about it #this hc of yours is canon to ME #would love akira to have some self preservation some day #sadly that might make him ooc #but imagine #someday #we can dream

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kairithemang0 · 4 months

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Here's the really long post no one asked for.

So, I know like 3 of you are also Kingdom Hearts fans, this is for you guys.

A few weeks ago, I made a joke post with the caption of "no, Owen! Who else will I be gay spies with?" and someone replied to that with wondering how many people actually get the joke and we went on a whole thing about KH and SAF and it was a great time.

I've thought about that post a decent amount since then, and with my Treasured Memories edit from yesterday, it's got me thinking about the parallels between Rokushi (the ship between Roxas and Xion) and Curtwen.

Roxas and Xion are in a cult

Like that's just what organization 13 is. They take in stray Nobody's (which is what happens to the body of someone when they become a heartless) and tell them they if they work for them, they'll be helping create something what will get their hearts back.

So, how does this relate to SAF? While I wouldn't call their governments a cult, I would say they're trapped there after they join. You can't just retire from being a spy, even if you're not going on missions, you still have all those secrets.

The Organization won't just let Roxas and Xion go, especially since we know what they're using them for. Like how Curt and Owen are some of the greatest spies and are essential to their respective agencies, Roxas and Xion are the most important members of org. They're the only ones who can really help with the organizations goal because they can free hearts. Both of these duos are incredibly important, they're the ones doing all the heavy lifting. People like Barb and the Informant in SAF are important, of course, but they're not the ones out on the field.

Shifting focus, Curt and Owen's nights together are literally just the clocktower trips in Days. It's where Roxas and Xion's friendships really grow, even though they do go on missions together. They talk about their days, catch up, or just sit and eat ice cream together because that's literally what friendship is to them. Of course, Curt and Owen are doing a lot more than just sitting and talking, but it's still where they probably bond the most. They work together, yes, but this is their time off, when they get to let down their guard and be with someone they trust, which I doubt happens too much to spies who are also hiding their homosexuality.

As the game goes on, Roxas and Xion's time together eating ice cream gets less and less frequent, as their friendship becomes rockier and cracks in their trio start to form. I don't know whose Axel in this SAF au, which I guess is a problem with the au as a whole, but I think not having an Axel there is fine. The long and short of Axel's part in KH is that he knows the truth but can't tell Roxas and Xion because then he's at risk of danger and so are they.

So, things get worse and worse with Roxas and Xion over time, Roxas falls into a coma, and Xion begins to find out she's a replica (which is basically a vessel that memories were put into to give it life). This part will be important later. For Curtwen, this is their time together starting to show the cracks in their relationship, Curt will screw something up or he'll do something stupid, and they'll get into trouble and Owen will brush it off. Curt is an amazing spy, but sometimes he's in over his own head. They're also worried about getting caught.

I'd like to talk more about them getting caught, because I do think it relates to something in KH fairly well.

So, Roxas is something called a Nobody, and Xion is led to believe she is one as well. They're led to believe by the organization that nobody's do not have hearts, that they aren't meant to feel anything. In SAF, this relates to the way Curt and Owen's relationship is seen. It's a relationship that shouldn't happen, that'll get them kicked out of the agency and outcasted from society if anyone were to know. Hearts to Nobody's aren't supposed to happen, and yet Roxas and Xion still feel. This relationship isn't meant to happen between Curt and Owen, and yet they're still having it.

358/2 Days, the game Roxas and Xion star in, has been called a "playable tragedy". You watch these friends form these tight bonds, you watch Roxas and Xion grow heart and memories and become one with each other, and then Xion learns the truth. She was never meant to exist. The nobody's have been told that a lot, but she's not even a nobody. She's a robot that went against her programming, so to speak. The long and short of it is that Xion is another characters memories of this girl named Kairi. Everyone sees Xion differently, Roxas sees her with black hair, Axel sees her as a girl named Namine, a guy named Xigbar sees her as a kid named Ventus who at this point in release order has never even been mentioned by name. At first Xion was this hooded figure with no face, but as she grew with the people around her, she gained a heart of her own. To me, Owen was never one to stray away from the point of the job until he met Curt. Curt made him reckless, gave the job more fun because they were getting into danger together. Before Curt, Owen thought his job was boring because he was so good at it. He wasn't meant to be able to break away from this job, but Curt gave him reason to. Curt was fun and reckless and got them into more trouble than was probably worth, but he made the job interesting. Roxas and Xion work together as a team because they were practically made for each other (and in canon are very closely tied together through heart shenanigans it's a whole thing).

Ok so back to the finale of Days. Basically, Xion gets reprogrammed and needs to kill Roxas. The reason being is that she doesn't want to do the bidding of the organization anymore and has been giving a chance to get out of it by, get this, literally offing herself. So the organization captures her and remakes her the way she was intended to be. When Roxas sees Xion's face, she doesn't look like Xion anymore. She looks like the person whose memories she's stole.

This is very DMA coded to me, not the whole offing herself to go back to her previous half, but the being remade to do the bidding of someone else. Xion still remembers that if she dies, she'll be dying for the sake of someone else, but her programming is telling her she needs to kill Roxas because that's what the organization needs from her.

I'm rewatching their fight scene and the line "this puppet will have to play her part" is veryyyyyy Owen got brainwashed by Chimera coded. I don't personally believe Owen got brainwashed, but OUGH ow.

This version of Xion, and Owen's mindset after seeing Curt again after four years, just wants to end the lives of the people they once cared so deeply for. To Curt and Roxas, the people that they love are just gone, the real Owen and Xion they can't get back. Xion appears as this armored thing of darkness to fight Roxas, and Owen is shown as someone who only sees Curt for all of the flaws he pushed away. This whole seen is very One Step Ahead to me. They're even swinging swords at each other and everything!

After their battle where Roxas wins, Xion and Roxas fall from the clocktower, the place they spent so much time together, and Roxas doesn't remember her. She begins to die in his arms, and for a moment all the memories rush back to him, he holds her in his arms before she dies. He gives the iconic line of "no, xion who else will I have ice cream with?" and then she disappears into darkness.

GUYS- THIS IS SO CURT AFTER HE KILLED OWEN I SWEAR-

Curt has tried this entire show to get Owen out of his mind so that he can go back to being a spy and doing his job. And he keeps failing. Now Owen shows up, and not only that but he wants him dead. They fight, and Curt wins. Now he's holding Owen after all of this pain, and Owen is gone again. And all of it is his fault. Owen's gone now, there's no getting him back. We don't know what Curt does to Owen after he dies, probably holds his dead body in pure devastation that he killed not only his best friend but the person he cared about so much. And Owen simply drifts away, with no way of getting him back.

Days ends with Roxas in a data version of the town he spent so much of the game in, new friends, new problems. He ends up dying as well. In SAF, this is probably whatever happened post canon to lead to Curt's death, whatever that may be.

So Xion in the real organization 13 is floppy disk Owen and when Roxas comes back it's actually a clone of Curt guys trust me on this-

Sorry, this is long and probably doesn't make much sense. I love 358/2 days, story wise it's one of my favorite KH games. And I obviously love Spies Are Forever, shocking absolutely no one. This was honestly just fun to write, I know this'll probably get at max like 3 notes but yknow what whatever.

Also I'd like to briefly talk about the name I'm going for for this ig au? This comparison let's call it.

358/2 days is a reference to the time roxas and xion were in the organzation together. the /2 (over 2) means it's over 2 people. So missions is the 358 missions Curt has gone on, some with Owen, and some not. We don't have an exact amount of missions, but for this I'm going with 358 because idk it just works in my head

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chaotic-goodsir · 8 months

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Wilbur Cross for the ask game?

Ahhh thank you for sending me the blorbo of the moment haha 😅 Unsurprisingly I have much to say about Wilbur so here goes:

Favourite thing:

I'm gonna have to say his aesthetic. The triple denim. The pin badges. The apples. The neon green. The obvious satan allegory. The southern accent. The resurrecting himself from a skeleton by pulling a knife from his own chest, then stealing Miss Holloway's jacket. He's unhinged he's chaotic he's incredible he's the pinnacle of character design.

Least favourite thing:

He is canonically a bit of a creep towards women so there's that. But also the fact that he isn't actually present that much in canon. So much of his story is offscreen, which makes it great for headcanons and fic, but I'd still love to see more canon Wilbur content. (I haven't finished NMT2 yet though, so maybe there's more.)

Favourite line:

The whole of Made in America, if I'm allowed to count an entire song. If not then it's 'Am I? Am I though??' from The Witch in the Web.

BroTP:

In an AU of mine, pre-Portal Wilbur and Owen from SaF are nerds about science together. Also he's the best at getting around Owen's old man stubbornness to actually help him.

I also think the idea of Wilbur and Grace Chasity basically having to be colleagues post NPMD is hilarious. Not really a broTP as they would NOT get along but it would be very funny.

OTP:

*slaps the roof of MacNacross* this ship can fit SO much angst and heartbreak and suffering and I cannot stop thinking about it.

NoTP:

I'm not a fan of Wilbur/Howard Goodman. I just don't really get why you'd pair them together (except maybe because the actors also play Curt and Owen?) Like at what point would they even get to know each other properly? I will admit 'mr president and his evil eldritch horror boyfriend' is kind of a funny concept though.

Random headcanon:

One of my many pre-portal Wilbur headcanons is that he rides a motorbike and taught John how to ride one. They used to ride out to the countryside and go camping together when they were off duty.

Also, as a genderfluid I'm hereby taking this opportunity to claim Wilbur for my team. My (questionable) justification for this is that one line about slipping into Ms Foster's skin, the jacket theft, and the 'every girl-boy' line in the Wiggly jingle.

Song I associate with them:

2nd 2ight 2eer (that was fun, goodbye) by Will Wood

Favourite picture of them:

I've been answering this question with favourite scenes instead of pictures, and for Wilbur that has to be the resurrection scene in Witch in the Web.

#thank you for the ask!#hatchetverse #starkid #wilbur cross #uncle wiley #ask game

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starcanwrecked-confessions · 7 months

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my hot take is that SaF isn't as good as everyone says it is, people hype it up a lot but i think that's mostly just for curt and owen and while yeah the explicit representation is good and one step ahead + torture tango are great, it's not the masterpiece people act like it is just because of that, it's like the first 10 minutes of up

~~~

#confession #tin can bros #spies are forever

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bujorulgalben · 1 year

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if your muse drives a car, have they personalized it in any way? + does your muse stay up to date with the latest fashion trends? describe their style + what are your muse's favorite scents, and what do they associate them with? :3c

IN-DEPTH HEADCANON QUESTIONS - accepting!

ooooohohoho ty saf >:3c

if your muse drives a car, have they personalized it in any way?

she certainly has! anica drives a 1989 dacia 1310 tx, in 'mamaia bleu' (named after the famous beach resort on the black sea coast) and she has painted leafy, yellow flowers in acrylics onto the trunk. so something like this! she also used to have a printed ad for her florist's shop tacked onto the back window, but after a few calls into the store about her questionable (if not downright dangerous) driving... that ad has since disappeared.

asides that, a couple of pocket-sized orthodox icons hang from her rear view mirror (her namesake saint michael, and the classic, most holy theotokos), along with a wooden rosary which clatters about on the bumpier roads. notable items in her glove compartment are: a flashlight, a couple of reusable shopping bags, a bottle of water (or moonshine? who knows), a pink plastic lighter, and a paper national road map.

does your muse stay up to date with the latest fashion trends? describe their style

i wouldn't say anica buys into the latest trends, but she definitely uses what she already has to style something to the tune of current trends. she is very much about keeping up appearances (and has family who are global giants in the fashion world, whom she is very eager to impress and accept the odd gift from).

she'd be disowned if she didn't at least know what was in style, and especially if she dared to use fast fashion to appear trendy, thank god. the romance family will destroy shein one day.

all of this being said, her fashion sense stays pretty dang traditional and old-fashioned, and she tries more to keep up to date with what colours and complementary styles are 'in'. don't expect her to go very far outside of her comfort zone at all. skirts (either pencil, circle, or accordion) will still rarely stray above her knees and her shirts will only give a glimpse of cleavage. it still needs to give femininity, as well as an ongoing clash of formality and whimsy. lots of lace, wool, and tulle. quirky prints such as polka dots, paisleys, florals, and other painterly patterns. cute, colourful heels. something undeniably elegant, but also very playful and fanciful. just like her! :)

what are your muse's favorite scents, and what do they associate them with?

with anica's fondness and centuries of found sanctuary in the depth of the forest, fresh scents of oakmoss, pine, and cypress provide a great deal of familiar comfort for her. in that same vein, along with it's sacred properties, she also loves the scent of white sage, of rosemary, and earthy scents of church incense.

continuing with natural scents, i need to also mention her country's vibrant array of alpine meadows and the pungent flowers. small, but intense in colour and scent, sparkling with dew in the first light of the dawn. lady’s bedstraw, balkan peonies (ofc), bellflowers and edelweiss.

yeah, not classic bouquet flowers at all; much too small. well, except the booming bloom of the peony. that isn't to say that anica doesn't like conventional scents such as orchid or rose or anything like that! she loves them! but there's something so special about those particular little wildflowers. a beauty not everyone is aware of, the conflict between wanting to proudly boast it, but also to keep it all for herself. there's something sacred in that, too.

#thank you saf i had a lot of fun with this!#cununi de flori uscate fâşâiesc ✧ hc

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hybridaircraft · 1 year

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Tips on How Airlines Can Decrease Their Carbon Footprint

Heightened awareness about the climate crisis has forced airlines to rethink their strategies and invest in new ones to reduce their carbon footprint. There's an international push to achieve net-zero air by the year 2050. That's not too far away, and airlines are pushing for game-changing innovations.

Here are a few ways airlines can reduce emissions and positively contribute to the growing concern about climate change.

Sustainable Air Fuels

One change that many airlines are embracing is switching from traditional jet fuel to sustainable air fuel (SAF). From an emissions standpoint, SAF creates the same amount of CO2 when burned. However, the savings come from the manufacturing process.

SAF isn't made with traditional fossil fuels. Instead, it's a product of vegetable and waste oils. The manufacturing process absorbs as much as 100 percent of the CO2 created when burned. The offset is substantial. SAF uses feedstock that doesn't compete with crops or contribute to forest degradation. It's a sustainable alternative that many airlines are already using.

Investing in Fuel-Efficient Aircraft

Airlines are already pushing for better fuel efficiency. But the changes are often minimal compared to what's possible.

Many aviation experts believe vertical take-off and landing (VTOL) aircraft are the future. Private VTOL aircraft are more efficient and produce significantly fewer emissions. The best concepts can accept passenger travel while using hybrid-electric propulsion systems.

With all-electric travel for short hops, these aircraft will produce zero emissions. But even on existing air corridors, they generate less than a quarter of what traditional jets do.

Private VTOL aircraft show great promise, flipping the concept of air travel on its head and providing a more eco-friendly alternative to planes. Furthermore, the lack of airstrip space required to take off opens the doors to creating better, more efficient routes.

Better Route Optimization

Where and how an aircraft flies matters. Several factors impact fuel efficiency, but conditions can change rapidly. Airlines can reduce greenhouse gas emissions by investing in on-demand route optimization technology. Optimization can ensure that every flight produces as few emissions as possible when paired with SAF and other sustainability measures.

Join the revolution of sustainable aviation with this hybrid electric aircraft! Click now to visit this website and discover how we're transforming the skies for a cleaner, greener future.

#vtol passenger plane #hybrid electric aircraft #private vtol aircraft #vtol aircraft

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blackenchanting · 2 years

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Welcome to ravens borough episode 5

Somewhere in the unheard of town of Raven's Borough…

This story is Nsfw so therefore not for children

Saffron and Eva walked through the lovely forest on her property. Saffron was an above average in height and blonde green eyed and beautiful with two large deer antlers sticking out of her head. About the farthest thing from Orion you could imagine, wearing a pale green coat and white shirt underneath with a camera around her shoulder like a tourist.

"You sure it was the best idea to leave the boys with Rose?" Eva asked, wearing a sweatshirt, jeans and combat boots.

"Sometimes you just gotta put faith in your other half. The worst that could happen is they play princess." Saffron joked.

"I guess you're right. What're we looking for?" Eva asked, looking around at the forest.

"I take care of the deer being one myself and all." Saffron said, making sure her camera had film in it.

"I know that one Saf, but I meant specifically." Eva said.

"Deer mate October through December so we should be seeing some baby deer now that it's February." Saffron explained.

"Ah! Makes sense. Heh. I mate all year round." Eva said giggling at her own joke.

"Mhh I had my fawn I think good for the next few years." Saffron said.

"That's understandable. I'm pretty sure even if we have kids he'll probably keep trying for more." Eva said.

"Oh I can assure you of that." Saffron said as they entered a large open area.

"Ooo, very lovely." Eva said.

"It is, isn't it. This is where I go when I need to relax." Saffron said.

"Wonder if there are any natural hot springs around here." Eva said, taking in the serenity of the surrounding area.

"Doubt it. The geological formation of this town is unlike anything I've ever seen before." Saffron said, pulling out a map of the town and handing it to Eva.

"That would lead me to believe that's a possibility then." Eva said, looking at the map.

"If you trace your hand between Raven's Borough, Foggy Rock, Raven's Claw, and the other towns you get a perfect pentagram." Saffron said.

"Now that's bizarre." Eva said.

"Indeed, I have reason to believe most of the weird things that go on in this town are the result of it. Considering Ravens Borough is at the center of that pentagram." Saffron explained.

"Yeah that would probably explain it. Also explains the occasion demon, wonder if there's anything actually making a pentagram underground linking them all together." Eva said.

"I'd take that up with Ameila. The Hearts of Steel bar makes up one of the many points." Saffron said.

"Huh, I'll have to take this up with my other half later." Eva said.

"As most people say around here. Don't lose sleep over it. it could just be a massive coincidence." Saffron stated.

"Yeah that's fair , but interesting nonetheless." Eva said hearing a branch crack as a small deer slowly approached them.

"Oh look." Eva said softly, turning her attention towards the deer.

"Awwe hai baby." Saffron said as it came right up to her rubbing its head against her hand.

"So cute." Eva said.

"Yes he isss." Saffron said scratching its chin as she pulled a bottle of goat milk off her person.

"Well, I know for sure Rose is gonna grow up great." Eva said.

"As long as I exist on this planet that girl will grow up to be a very impressive woman." Saffron said as the baby deer sipped from the bottle.

"Glad to hear it. Now what about this little guy?" Eva asked crouching down, though with her height that was hardly a difference.

"Looks to be eight months old." Saffron said, feeding the hungry little guy.

"Of course you can tell just from looking." Eva said.

"I've been doing my craft for a long long time. Just means I'm good at it." Saffron said, handing Eva the bottle.

"What? You want me to give it a go or?" Eva said, taking the bottle and feeding the fawn.

"He's a good boy." Saffron said as she pet the baby deer.

"Have you ever said that to Orion? If I say that to Rob he's extremely confused for a good minute and a half." Eva said.

"I did when we were a bit younger but not really. He usually just says you know I'm not an actual dog right?" Saffron said.

"Fair enough. Now that I think about it, giving Rob a sincere compliment he just kinda shuts down for a sec. It's kinda cute." Eva said as Saffron snapped a picture of them and the deer with the camera

"Done." Saffron said.

"Huh?" Eva said as Saffron tied a red tag around the fawn's foot.

"There you go buddy now I can document and keep an eye on you." Saffron said.

"I wonder what you'll call him." Eva said.

"After careful thought I think I'll name him. Baby deer num thirty four." Saffron replied.

"Not very creative but sufficient." Eva said as saffron pulled the photo out of her polaroid and shook it.

"Wonder what the boys are up to." Eva said.

"Orion probably went to fetch a car and no idea about Valentine." Saffron said holding up the photo of them and the baby deer.

"Probably freaking out about being left alone with Rose, cleaning his guns, or messing with the Impala." Eva said.

"Saves Orion the trouble." Saffron said as they both laughed.

"Yeah, he hates that car." Saffron added.

"That's why I do the driving. At least with me the worst that usually happens is body damage." Eva said.

"Honestly I don't think he views you two any different." Saffron said with a chuckle.

"Not sure if that's good or bad." Eva said.

"Whatever you want to believe." Saffron said.

"We should probably get back to the boys before they hurt themselves." Eva said.

"What's the worst thing that could happen limp leg breaks his other leg by dropping a transmission on it?" Saffron said with an evil grin.

"I worry about you sometimes, Saf." Eva said.

"Hey now just because I call him a mean nickname and wish the worst for his right leg doesn't mean I don't love him." Saffron said.

"Why do you wish the worst for his right leg?" Eva asked.

"Because he already broke his left leg." Saffron said.

"Then shouldn't you wish the best for it? I don't entirely understand." Eva said.

"You'll understand when you're married." Saffron said.

"I guess!" Eva said, throwing her arms up

—-with the boys—-

Orion's tow truck flew through the air as it crashed down against an rc car track and drove with the Chevy Impala on its tail .

"Woo!" Rob said as the Impala jumped a ramp. While Orion held his tongue out in concentration keeping ahead of the little toy Impala as the girls came out behind the actual tow truck which was holding a nineteen sixty nine dodge charger behind it.

"Sounds like they're playing with their toys." Eva said as they walked past the beautiful car as they came to them racing.

"I don't know how you got me off the topic of dropping that car to drive rc cars. But I made this little truck fast." Orion said.

"Because you needed a break and Rose loves watching the cars go." Rob said.

"I get plenty of breaks when I nap on my chair in the living room In front of the big tv with a can of beer in my hand." Orion said.

"Yeah but you also have a daughter to look after and Saffron was out so." Rob said.

"She usually naps with me in my chair." Orion replied.

"Now that's adorable." Rob said.

"Or I have a baby monitor in my left hand either way I know when she needs me anyway I'ma go drop this car now." Orion added while limping towards the tow truck.

"Fair enough." Rob said.

"Sup love of mine." Orion said, walking past Saffron and Eva.

"Sup limp leg." Saffron said watching her other half lower the dodge charger down.

"Adorable." Eva said.

"Have fun on your little excursion?" Rob asked.

"We saw a baby deer!" Eva said.

"Of course you did. How'd it go, Saffron?" Rob asked.

"We talked." Saffron said, being purposely secretive about what they did.

"Fair enough. She didn't reveal anything embarrassing did she?" Rob asked.

"Nah nothing we didn't already know." Saffron said.

"Fair enough. Rose is napping right now. At least she should be." Rob said stretching.

"Mhh , Figured she's a little too much like her father sometimes." Saffron said not minding this fact at all.

"Yeah, that happens a bit. People said I was too much like my mother." Rob said.

"Huh I think that's the first time you've ever mentioned your parents." Saffron said.

"They're nothing special really, mom's a real estate agent and dad's a special forces veteran." Rob said.

"Oh hey Elizabeth's speech thing is happening soon." Orion said, limping over.

"Oh shit really?" Rob asked.

"Yeah it's being held in the park this year at two pm." Orion replied.

"I always forget about them until they happen." Rob said.

"Same." Orion and Saffron said in sync.

"Huh?" They said again in sync.

"Well that's unexpected." Rob and Eva said in sync.

"Great now we're doing it." They said again in sync.

"Just wait till you start finishing each other's-" Saffron said.

"Sentences." Orion replied, finishing her sentence.

"Anyway we should probably get going if we don't wanna be late." Saffron said.

"Yeah let's get-" Rob said.

"Going." Eva said finishing Rob's sentence as Orion walked over to the dodge charger now sitting next to the impala. Its bright chrome bumper glistened beautifully against the sun. It's shiny black paint fitting nicely with the Impalas.

"I forgot to ask, what's with the car ?" Rob asked.

"clients It's a nineteen sixty nine dodge charger rt meaning road and track. It's got a four twenty six hemi under its hood. And can top about two hundred and thirty three on a flat road." Orion said.

"Take it easy on her alright. She may not be perfect by any stretch of the imagination. But you don't know what's going on in her head." Orion said as Saffron put Rose in the truck.

"We know. And we do." Eva said as she and Rob got into their Impala.

The two detectives pulled out of the driveway taking off. As the rusty white ford f two fifty pulled out behind them. As the beacon turned and the siren whined. "Small convoy of epicness." Orion said, following them.

"Great ol mighty convoy." Rob said as the siren and light went out on the tow truck as the little convoy of epicness made its way back towards town

"So love me like you do.. la la love me like you do." Orion sang in a derpy voice while leaning over to saffron.

"This is guy I married." she said with a sigh as Rose clapped her hands to the beat. After a few minutes of driving the Impala slid into a parking lot beside a large park with a crowd of people as the tow truck came not long after coming to a stop beside them.

"Now let's go see what this is about this time." Rob said as he and Eva got out of the car. Their boots hit the pavement as they made their way into the park where a bunch of vendors and rides were stationed.

"Well at least they make sure you're entertained before a boring speech you'll probably forget about when you get home." Rob said. As they went off to do whatever it was two detectives did in their free time.

–Over at the madison household–

Ava gasped as the warm water from the shower sprayed onto her tits letting out a satisfied mhh gently taking her hands over her boobs. Her head eased backwards allowing her face to get hit by the water. Her head jolted back as a pair of feminine hands grabbed her horns.

"Ho Ho! Hi there." Ava said as Ameila let go of her horns.

"Hai." she said.

"Aren't you a quiet one. Didn't even hear you get in.'' Ava said, taking her hands over Ameilas boobs.

"Silent as a mouse." Ameila said in agreement.

"Look at my big kitty's." Ava said making a cute nickname for her partners boobs

"Heh yeah look at them" Ameila said as Ava licked one of them causing Ameila to admit a little bit of a muffled moan. Before Ava was pressed against the shower wall with her hands above her head.

"Naughty demon, I'm supposed to be the dominant one." Ameila said.

"Show it to me then." Ava said, sticking her tongue in the tabaxis mouth as it wrapped around Ameilas while they began making out in the shower, trying to both be the dominant one.

"You're not gonna win." Ameila said, breaking the kiss as Ava licked up the stream of saliva between them.

"We'll have-" Ava said as she was spun around and put up against the glass.

"Sorry did I cut you off?" Ameila asked, taking her hand up the demon's posterior.

"Mh..." Ava moaned as Ameila kissed her ass and got out.

"Hmm?.. Are you shitting me right now!?" Ava asked, watching her partner tie a towel around their waist.

"You are an evil... evil... tease!" Ava replied watching Ameila flash a big sharp grin at her.

"Ohhh, mark my words miss Madison your day of reckoning will come." Ava said, flashing her big sharp toothy frown to her partner as she left.

—-back at the fair—-

With a creak the Farris wheel slowly moved in a circle with Rob, Eva, Saffron and Rose on it as it slowly came to a stop at the top.

"Well the view is nice." Rob said.

"I think I can see Orion messing with the Impala." Eva said, looking out the side to see the front of the car was being held up by the tow truck's boom with the hood popped open.

"Welp, that's more money I owe him." Rob said.

"Welp that's more sanity lost." Saffron said behind them.

"He'll be fiiine." Rob said.

"Thank you for coming out here this evening." a familiar voice said into a microphone.

"Oh hey, the speech is starting!" Eva said.

"ahem.. I wanted to talk about current events lately.. regarding the purple fog that we were so graciously gifted by our ancestors of years past. I wanted to reassure you that these so-called fog monsters" Elizabeth said, holding up air quotes.

"Do not exist and are merely the result of someone who had too much time on their hands and nothing useful to do with it. The fog may be the result of a few deaths every year due to poor visibility on the roads. But it isn't some evil force that's out to get or possess you to make you do things like murder and all this other nonsense. So you can unbarricade your doors and windows." Elizabeth said, looking at the crowd.

"To end off, my sister and I would like to give our condolences to those who lost loved ones to the fog through the years and she'd like to give a few words of encouragement." Elizabeth said,ending her speech.

"Hello Raven's Borough a more light hearted up toned voice said. New people may not entirely know me. Mainly because I'm the mayor of foggy rock and the deputy mayor for ravens borough but my name's Athena. I make all the hard choices as assistant mayor so my sister here can sleep at night. I make all the laws. I'm the one that puts together all the teams to find those Missing people." Athena explained as everyone clapped for her.

"But I wanted to give you something to look towards in these trying times and remind you why Raven's Borough and Foggy Rock are so much better than ravens claw and all those other towns surrounding us. Lynsville wishes it could be us because we are the towns of progress." Athena said, raising hand above her.

"And progress starts… with you." she added a gesture to the crowd of people ending as fireworks exploded behind them.

Orion grabbed the stick as he lowered the Impala down, sitting it back down on all four wheels.

"Good speech. I liked the part about pancakes." he said to himself while looking at all the shiny new chrome and red metal under the hood with new engine covers said hemi v eight on the side. While Orion wiped the grease and oil off his hands.

"You weren't even paying attention." Rob said, walking over to the Impala.

"And neither were you, you were more focused on making Rose laugh." Eva said following behind.

"What's your point?" Rob asked.

"That when we're ready you're gonna do great." Eva said with a warm smile.

"Well I gotta work up the courage to propose first. Can't have our kid having unmarried parents." Rob said.

"Legend says the ducks will be looking deep into each other's eyes this month." Saffron said.

"Did you just call us ducks?" Eva and Rob said in unison.

"I recalibrated your engine so you can expect a thirty percent increase." Orion said, closing the hood.

"Recalibration? More like an ego boost." Orion and Saffron said in unison.

"When are you not calibrating something? Half the time I wanna talk, you're in the middle of calibrations." Rob said.

"That's just the life of a mechanic, though I'd like to see Rebel here in the shop next week for an inspection." Orion said, patting his hand on the hood.

"We'll definitely do that." Eva said.

"Good anyway, have a good evening you two." Orion said, climbing into his truck.

"You too!" Rob and Eva said in unison as they got into their car. The two detectives pulled out and took off down the road towards their home as they came to a stop light.

"That was fun." Rob said in the passenger seat waiting for the light to turn green.

"Yeah, yeah it was." Eva said as they heard a loud gas engine of the elcamino that slowly pulled up beside them and revved and popped.

"Oh that's interesting." Rob said checking the car.

"Yep." Eva said with restraint.

"You wanna race em don't you?" Rob asked, looking over at the charger. As the window slowly rolled down as Ameila made finger guns at them.

"Do it." Rob said as Eva revved the engine.

"Come on woman, you call that an engine. This is an engine." Ameila said reviving the engine as it roared for a few seconds before dying down leaving them with the popping of the gas engine.

"Oh yeah? Why don't we see who can do a quarter mile fastest?" Eva said.

"Oh good." Rob said.

"Haha you're on!" Ameila said, holding down the gas pedal.

"Let's do it." Eva said, holding down the gas pedal and brakes. The light turned green as the elcamino launched forward while the Impala stayed in place before going the speed limit towards the detectives home and office.

"I'm not getting pulled over for speeding and street racing, fuck that." Eva said.

Later that night the elcamino pulled beside the sidewalk for the bar.

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smytherines · 6 months

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Y'know those Paley Center panels where they have actors and writers and directors talking about the creative process behind a TV show or movie? God I would pay all the money in my bank account (which admittedly isn't much) to have something like that for Spies Are Forever, because I'm absolutely fascinated by the creative process behind this show.

I want someone to tell me, from their perspective at least, what it means that Agent Mega is drinking whiskey at 9am after he spends the whole show trying not to drink. I want to know everybody's take on the staircase scene and Curt and Owen's relationship. I want Lauren Lopez to talk about coming up with choreography that breaks me apart at the molecular level. I want someone to talk about how fucking good the lighting for this show is. I want to know how TCB initially conceptualized these characters, and if they feel differently about them now. I want Curt Mega and Joey Richter to talk about the incredible acting choices they made and why.

The livestreams are great for fun behind the scenes stories and whatnot, but I genuinely wish I could just pull up a curated panel discussion for SAF the same way I do with Fringe or Lost or any other show I get invested in, and deep dive into that creative process. This is a weird show and I need to understand it.

That probably won't ever happen, but if they do a 10th anniversary re-release or something I hope they do commentary track because I would spend money on that.

#spies are forever #tin can bros #agent curt mega #owen carvour #curtwen

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considerablecolors · 2 years

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alright i'm back again with another fic from @teethworm 's werewolf au, this time with a splash of chimera curtwen thx to @the-buttspie

typical saf & werewolf au angst warnings apply, plus a small instance of self harm, stay safe!!

enjoy! (also on ao3 as usual :D)

Owen's not sure he even remembers what started it, this time, but he's not sure it actually matters, because once again, he and Curt are standing in the living room of the cramped flat Chimera has provided them with, fighting.

They've been arguing back and forth for about twenty minutes now, and all because Owen had dared to suggest that-

"You enjoy it, Curt, honestly, stop acting like you don't-"

"I don't enjoy what we're doing," Curt practically spits. "I hate it! I- goddammit, Owen, I'm haunted by it!"

Owen closes his eyes and takes another sip of the tea in his hand, chuckling.

"What?"

"Nothing," Owen says smoothly, an amused glint still in his eyes.

Curt growls. "What, Owen?"

"It's just..." Owen sets his cup down, thinking. "In my experience, there are many things that can haunt a person. It can be a thing you regret, certainly. But sometimes-" He pauses, looking at Curt curiously- "Sometimes, it's a thing you miss."

Curt swallows, uncomfortable. "I don't know what you mean."

Owen smirks. "Sure you don't, love." He crosses his arms. "I've seen the way you act, after an assignment. You're unhappy, sure, but I don't think it's the killing that makes you unhappy. I think it's the fact that it took you this long to realize the right thing to do.

That's the wrong thing to say, clearly, because Curt's head snaps up towards Owen's, glaring. "It is not the right thing! Chimera isn't the right thing!"

Owen scoffs. "And why do you say that, love? Because the A.S.S. told you to? Tell me, Curt, when's the last time you actually thought for yourself?"

"Fuck you."

"Not an answer, is it? You're their loyal little guard dog," Owen drawls, "And that's great, really dear, but do you know what happens when a guard dog gets too protective and starts attacking everyone that glances at him the wrong way?"

Owen leans forward, baring his teeth.

"They get put down."

Curt's face splits open, full of hurt, before closing up again. "Well," He hisses, "At least I lasted longer than you did."

Owen snarls, ready to retort, but just barely manages to force himself to walk away, storming into the kitchen before he says something he really regrets.

By the time Owen feels calm enough to come back in, Curt's turned. It's not that big of a shock, really. Curt's always been emotionally inept, and ever since The Incident, it seems like he's only gotten worse.

What does give Owen pause, however, is the blood on one of Curt's front paws. Owen looks closer, then jerks back, catching site of the bite mark.

"Oh for Christ's sake, now look at what you've done," He huffs.

Curt's head tilts down to look, as if just realizing.

Owen hurries over, grabbing Curt's paw, but drops it immediately when Curt whines, softening. "I'm sorry," Owen frowns, "I know it's not an intentional thing. But you've got to be more careful, Curt, honestly! This is the second time this week. I thought you'd gotten better at noticing before..." Owen gestures vaguely.

Curt looks away, not bothering to reply.

Owen sighs, picking up Curt's paw again. "It's alright. I'll... Take care of it."

He reaches behind the couch, pulling a first-aid kit out and opening it. For a few minutes, it's silent, Curt's typical rambling missing due to his transformation. Still, Owen's used to treating wounds amidst chatter, so he finds himself filling it.

"I wasn't trying to be harsh earlier," Owen murmurs, not looking up. "I'm... I'm sorry if I came across that way. But I just- I still know you, Curt. Trust me, I know a lot's happened these past few years, but I still know you- and bloody hell, I hate it when you act like I don't."

Curt huffs, glaring up at Owen.

"Huff all you want, but we both know that I'm right." Owen looks at Curt determinedly. "I know you, Curt, and you're a man defined by his morals. If you decided mint chocolate chip ice cream was wrong, waterboarding and the guillotine wouldn't get you to eat it. If you were really as against Chimera as you like to say, you wouldn't be doing it. You would've shot me on that staircase and been done with it."

Curt whines, pawing at Owen. "I'm not saying I wanted that to happen! I'm just saying that I think A.S.S. taught you to do certain things, and then taught you to feel bad about doing them when you shouldn't."

Curt fixes Owen with a look.

"I'm serious! How is what we do any worse than what anyone else does? Honestly, what's so evil about Chimera? What's terrible about trying to make a better world?"

Curt hits Owen's head with his tail.

Owen rolls his eyes. "You can get peeved all you want, but I've asked you that question a million times and you've never been able to answer me. Just admit it- the only reason you're so against Chimera is because they're against the A.S.S., and you still can't admit that they've been treating you like rubbish since the moment you joined them."

Curt growls, biting Owen's arm just harshly enough for it to leave a mark.

"Ow, fuck!" Owen bolts up, glaring.

Curt glares right back.

"Fucking Christ, fine! I'll shut up and let you be a prat, then!"

Curt huffs, swishing his tail moodily.

Owen glares at Curt for another minute before groaning.

"I just-" Owen thuds back onto the couch beside Curt, silent. After a few minutes, he glances over at Curt. "I just don't want this to be as hard for you as it was for me," He murmurs. "Realizing things about the old agencies, I mean."

Curt flops his head onto Owen's lap, ears drooping down. Owen reaches a hand down to pet him.

"Curt... You know we're going to be okay, right?" Owen hesitates, then continues. "I know everything's rather shit right now, but we'll be fine. We've got each other, after all."

Curt whines, ears drooping further.

"We'll be just fine," Owen murmurs, unsure if he's reassuring Curt or himself. "You'll see."

#spies are forever #tin can bros #werewolf curt #werewolf au #cc writes #cc speaks #spytuals

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the-warmesthello · 2 years

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thinking more about this post, may i present: saf characters' big threes according to someone with a healthy interest in astrology

(this is all for fun, no need to take it too seriously. i know that birth dates don't determine personality or vice versa, but i wanted to see if i could do this anyway. for people who don't know what the big three mean: your sun sign is the overall vibe, your moon sign is the emotional inner side, and your rising is how people see you on the surface. brief and not all encompassing but that's the basic idea.)

curt: aries sun, taurus moon, gemini rising birthday: 11th of april 1929 (born 08:54, jersey city NJ)

aries sun is self explanatory - he's impulsive, a little bit childish, kind of quick to anger, wants to lead everything and be the best, passionate. you agree. moving on.

ok so the idea of curt having any taurus placements is laughable at first but think about it. taurus moons are idealistic, confident, and determined. they're loyal to their loved ones and stubborn as fuck.

gemini risings are outgoing and funny while also coming off as indecisive and hyperactive. if you don't get what i mean, go rewatch saf.

owen: scorpio sun, virgo moon, leo rising birthday: 14th of november 1930 (born 23:06, aberystwyth)

right. so szol's post (linked at top) already explained the scorpio thing. mysterious, intense, wants power, potential to be ruthless, etc. the absolute IMPLICATIONS of him being a water sign and curt being a fire sign are not lost on me.

virgo moons are perfectionistic, sometimes overly critical, quiet, and often pessimistic. they're analytical and organised without really thinking about it. they know what they want out of life don't take failure as an option.

you might be going 'wait, why would you make owen leo rising and not curt?' well. you see. leo risings are charismatic, maybe egotistical, sometimes manipulative, always dramatic. how could i not?

tatiana: capricorn sun, scorpio moon, scorpio rising birthday: 26th of december 1929 (born 03:43, yekaterinburg)

ok so uh. i don't have a super intellectual justification for this one. she's a capricorn because i said so. idk something something goal driven, stoic outside but deep down actually does care, tenacious and realistic, etc etc. also winter birthdays <3

scorpio moons need to be close to people, but are scared to let themselves be known. they're tough and decisive, relying only on themselves to avoid needing to be taken care of. they often appear calm and collected, but are often hiding some past trauma.

secretive, mysterious, looks like they could kill you, sorta sexy. idk man i'm just right on this one. i had to change an already set up birthday for this one bc i changed my mind. and i was right to do so.

barb: sagittarius sun, cancer moon, virgo rising birthday: 21st of december 1934 (born 00:17, provo UT)

saggitarius might not have been the obvious choice, but barb is inquisitive, inventive, and eager to travel to new places and get into the action. saggitarius suns also tend to think optimistically and philosophically, which i think fits her.

cancer moons tend to keep a small circle of close friends who they defend fiercely, with a need for security that can seem clingy at times. they feel really deeply, but can have a hard time expressing it. they're loving, imaginative, and great long-term planners.

barb absolutely has virgo rising vibes, with her needing full attention to detail from others, always planning and thinking of the practical way to get things done, and making people feel like she's "boring" for her interests in organisation and data storage.

cynthia: leo sun, capricorn moon, scorpio rising birthday: 6th of august 1903 (born 12:58, yuma AZ)

cynthia is a leo. strong willed and ambitious, she has this power that almost seems innate. she can charm if she wants to, but isn't scared to appear arrogant or domineering if it means her leadership is recognised.

capricorn moons are based around duty and ambition. they're practical and serious, never wasting resources, with a strong sense of justice and self-discipline. they tend to be secretive and analytical, bordering on overly cautious.

difficult to read or control, scorpio risings are masters at guarding their thoughts and emotions. they might tend to think about death to the point of hypervigilance. in relationships, people don't know where they stand; does she like you or does she want you dead?

the informant: gemini sun, gemini moon, libra rising birthday: 15th of june 1931 (born 14:38, ohio MO)

ive been trying to avoid doubles, but the informant is really hard to place outside of their job. they recognise it themself as well. there's no way to describe double sun-moons separately so here's them both at the same time.

gemini sun-moons tend to be able to get along with everyone and win people over easily. they're very adaptable, quick thinking, and self aware, but can have a hard time knowing what their true self is and what's just a social mask.

oops all air signs. libra risings are diplomatic, able to persuade and compromise to get what they want, possibly including flirtation. they are hard workers who want to travel and get involved in the social scene of many cultures and social classes.

mama mega: taurus sun, pisces moon, cancer rising birthday: 27th of april 1908 (born 08:31, białystok)

i actually had a really hard time with mama mega's sun sign, but i settled on the stable, kind, homey taurus. they're reliable and generally content with life, love routine and helping people, and take things as they come with nonchalance.

pisces moons seek connection with people and are very socially oriented, genuine, creative, and compassionate. they might hide their intense feelings very well, and are often sidelined while everyone else does all the flashy, exciting things.

cancer risings are family oriented, nurturing, and compassionate. they want to understand everything about the people they love, but that sometimes leads them to push questions too far and seem invasive or smothering.

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Pt 3 of The Guide: Tin Can Brothers (or Tin Can Bros or TCB) the sorta sister company of Starkid, created by three of the founding SK members (who not *actually* brothers) they started off doing skits but have also made many projects. Totally worth checking put their skits too though they're great. Fun fact all of these except Ex-Vloggers and Idol Worship canonically actually take place in the same universe. You do not at all need to watch one to understand another or anything but in WWG they made references to SIS, SAF and Flop Stoppers and then in SISBIB made another reference to SAF so its just a fun neat little thing that they all take place in the same universe.

Ex-Vloggers. It isn't like any of their other projects you'll see me list. In fact I wouldn't really call it a project. Its just a short webseries. It's much simpler and lower quality, not bad I just mean that this wouldn't have cost much to do compared to the others. It's actually really good and underappreciated in my opinion. It totally gives me nostalgia for 2015 youtube era and also it points out how fake youtubers can be putting up a front for the camera.

Summary: boyfriends Kyle and Brendan run a YouTube channel together, doing different challenges and tag videos. To their audience they seem like total love birds but behind the scenes their relationship isn't doing so well.

Spies Are Forever (SAF). This is a musical all about spies. I cannot describe how great this. It's the most loved TCB project. It's one of my fave musicals over all. There's stuff I'd love to talk about more but it'd spoil it. Just know it's great. It's really good story.

Summary: after his partner dies on a mission Curt Mega finally gets back into spying after 4 years and he ends up uncovering a super villains plot to rebuild the Nazi empire. Trailer

Choose Our Destiny: Improv Adventure. It's an improv show! Every month they had a different theme and they would do it live and do polls to let the audience choose different things to happen next. This was actually originally don't a different website that is now defunct, due to this all the episodes were luckily put on youtube by some fans but unfortunately several of them have audio issues. CHALLAHBack Girl and Murder... On The Rocks are particularly bad offenders but I promise you gets better after a while and the episodes are really great.

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Flop Stoppers. A short film musical with 4 songs that are all complete bops. It's a very fun little short film.

Summary: Two comic nerd YouTubers talk about their opinions on comics and movies on their channel. Until one day they're tasked with making sure one of the most hated movies by comic nerds including themselves is never made. Having to go back in time and kill the man who made it. Trailer

The Solve It Squad Returns (SIS/SISR/TSISR). A one act play that does also have two songs. It's a Sooby Doo parody and it's great the characters are so fun the jokes a fun. There's a few series moments but it's overall just really super fun and funny. Also there's only 5 actors, one for each squad member and then one that plays every single other character. And it's insane. There's literally a scene where it's just him playing every character and he has do these ridiculous quick changes and it's so funny.

Summary: The Solve It Squad is a gang of kids detectives well known throughout the world. When their dog Cluebert (Scooby) dies durning a case they whole gang breaks apart. 20 years later Scrags (Shaggy) has become apart of the FBI and his boss gives him the case that ended it all. He gathers the gang back together, Keith (Fred) who's become washed up and missing his peak in life, Gwen (Daphne) who became a self centered actor but is always stuck in a box of mystery solving, and Esther (Velma) who's became a druggie, to solve the mystery of who Cluebert's killer is once and for all. Trailer

Idol Worship. A short film about how fake YouTubers are and how much fans idolized YouTubers. It's good commentary. Pretty funny. It's not my favorite but I enjoy it for sure.

Summary: famous lifestyle youtube influencer Ashley puts on a con but it is outed for being fake from production crew. Trailer

The Wayward Guide For The Untrained Eye (TWGFTUE/WWG). This is an amazing horror comedy web series and podcast. In the webseries there's two ppl making a podcast they also released the actual podcast they made so you get to see what actually happens vs what is told to the public. If you watch this let me know before you watch it because it's suggested to watch the webseries and podcast in certain order (basically alternating every other episode) and I'll send you a playlist of it in that order. Its got a really fun cast of kooky characters. It's a mystery you can try and solve along the way yourself. I love it.

Summary: Twin siblings Artemis and Paul Schue-Horyn work at the American Podcasting Network and are trying to get the spot to the host the new season of the podcast The Wayward Guide For The Untrained Eye. When a strange man from a weird small town comes in their office to pitch the story of the corrupt mining cooperation in his town the shrug him off. Until their boss doesn't like their idea the give to him for the new season, as a last stitch effort they pitch the strange man's story and their boss loves it. When they arrive in town and their lead dies and they find out about the possible existence of werewolves the suddenly have a lot more on their hands to deal with than originally. Trailer

The Solve It Squad Back In Biz (SISBIB, or Solve It Squad the Animated but no one really calls it that). Ofc you have to watch SISR first before this. This also technically isn't fully on youtube but it is currently coming out. It's four script readings of episodes for an idea of animated series of the solve it squad, none of its actually animated (the title sequence/song is an animatic tho). It's fun getting to see these characters and it's funny. Also I'll go ahead and mention they're also currently working on a Solve It Squad musical for the holidays and the plan is too perform live and also release digital tickets for it around this upcoming Xmas and then it'll come out on youtube around the Xmas after that. I'm just mentioning this so you know that the solve it squad is like an expanding series. Anyway.

Summary: Ep 1 SIS to the (Dog) Rescue. A tiger was stolen at the zoo and the squad has to find out who stole it, Scrags is still sad about Cluebert and gets a new dog, the dog is an idiot and ruins everything they do. Ep 2 SIS Takes a Chill Pill. Gwen's life is busy with the squad, acting and her family. So her and Esther take a day off to relax. Esther gets them on drugs bc that's their idea of fun and relaxing, meanwhile Keith and Scrags take care of Gwen's kids and turns out that's not very easy. Ep 3 SIS Cashes Out. There's a certain case Keith really wants to investigate, about a cool tech billionaire, but the rest of the gang doesn't want to, so he brings back a favor from when they were kids to make them investigate it and they end uncovering the truth behind the billionaire. Ep 4 SIS Says No To Drugs. Esther tries out a new drug while the Squad follows a trail to find out more about said drug leading back to a Russian Drug Cartal while Esther has to hide that they're on this drug. It's basically a total fever dream (which make sense). I'm gonna give you two trailers for this also. First one. Second one.

#tin can bros #tin can brothers

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sweetestlamb · 4 years

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Wake Me Up Inside(Chapter 2)

Summary: Hope is a flickering light, coming and going as it sees fit.

Author's note: Y'all like this? Color me surprised I thought everyone had cast Sujin aside based on tumblr post honestly, expected maybe 3 people to read this. I'm happy so many are enjoying, thanks for coming along for the ride. If any talented individuals want to make me a header that would be great, anyway enjoy the teen angst. More awful parenting, beware. it hurts me to write this but random immediate romance doesn’t make sense to me so here we goooo.

The world seems larger, everyone towers over her as they squeeze by jostling her tiny body, she twists and turns desperately searching for a familiar face and faltering when there is none. Just blurred faces with stretched out smiles that are horrifying grotesque, almost as if they were painted on by a deranged circus clown. She begins to run frantically racing away from the figures, who are now reaching out for her grabbing her arm and tugging at her pigtails. She opens her mouth but nothing comes out, bringing a trembling hand to her lips she finds them sewn shut, silencing her petrified screams.

Then a hand clutches at her elbow and she's spun around, suddenly staring into the face of evil.

"Where have you been you brat? Everyone was waiting for you."

She tries to tug free of his punishing grip but his fingers tighten on her tender flesh, marking the delicate skin. Ignoring her evident trepidation he forcefully pushes her towards a table, with a large looming birthday cake.

"Hurry up and blow out these candles, you're almost old enough to be useful to me."

Screaming no in her mind, she breaks free of his hold running as fast as her compact legs will take her but she miscalculates and trips over a stray toy, tumbling over the edge of a pool she hadn't noticed there earlier. The cold splash of the chlorine scented water on her skin shocks her in a panicked daze and when she pries her eyes open the menacing face of her father greets her looking nonplussed by her hectic drowning.

"Good riddance." He smirks sipping from his cup as he stalks away, no longer bothered with her.

Water constructs her airway and she continues to sink to the bottom. Forgotten and discarded.

With a flash she bursts from her nightmare silent scream on her tongue, it's his presence that silences her cry. Wide feline eyes regard her from his crouched position, it takes a moment to realize that the rapid puffs of air filling the room are coming from her lips. She grips at the mattress beneath her, hopelessly pleading with her heart and lungs as her body quivers from the intensity of her dream.

"Are you okay? You looked like you were having a bad dream, I called your name a few times."

She's decidedly not any semblance of okay and has no concept of what that would entail for her but she finds herself nodding, lying as easily as she always does.

"I'm fine." Clipped and brisk despite the cold sweat on her skin, she's probably soaked through his shirt the collar almost plastered to red collar bones.

He doesn't reply further than pursing his lips and walking over to a dresser she'd hadn't noticed earlier.

"That lie would probably be more believable if you didn't look as if you were going to pass out at any second." She can hear his eyes rolling at her and it raises her heckles, she doesn't need anyone looking after her, she is fine on her own.

"I should go." She says curtly, forcing herself out of the dangerously warm bed to walk across the room and test her previously soaked pajamas. Damp, but they'll do.

"I thought you had nowhere to go." He challenges finally standing to his full height, subconsciously she flinches at the sudden movement and immediately he takes a step back pressing himself almost flush with the wall. Lowering his head until they are almost eye level. Shame washes over her do strongly she has to turn away, so pathetic.

Speaking to his bedpost she answers, "That was last night. I can go home now."

Her father will be at work until late into the evening, she just needs to lock herself in her room and she should be safe until school tomorrow.

He hums at her sounding closer than he did earlier, "You don't have to go. I'll find an excuse to give my mom, you can stay here."

No she can't. She knows what's going through his mind, probably the same thing that went through Suho's when he saw the blood on her lip for the first time, you poor little thing. Pity was always the first reaction but it never lasted, eventually pity shifted to annoyance nobody wanted to be friends with someone getting beaten. It was depressing, and uncomfortable to discuss and there was nothing anyone could do to help her. It was her penance for being born a girl and not being the best at least to make up for that disappointment.

"I'm not a stray puppy, you can't just pick me up off the street and expect me to stay. I told you, I'm fine." This time she says it harder, sharper with a bite that screams don't push me.

Unsurprisingly enough Han Seojun doesn't seem intimidated by her.

This time she gets to witness the eye roll as he approaches her but still keeps his head lowered as if deferring to her. "I already told you that I don't pity you, you need help stop pretending you don't."

But she's not pretending, that would imply that she wants others to help secretly. That just isn't accurate, she wants nothing- expects nothing. Her father pound any inkling of hope she had out a long time ago.

Stepping into his space, her eyes narrow as she bites out, "I don't need anything certainly not help from you. You're not a nice person, what am I your one good deed? Just mind your business."

She pointedly glances away at the flash of hurt that scatters across his expressive face.

She expects him to lash out, stretch to his full form and berate her, reprimand her ungrateful behavior and an even darker side of her almost expects him to slap her. I see why your father does that, you deserve it.

"Suit yourself."

That's all he says solemnly with a shrug before tossing more dry clothes at the bed and silently exiting the room.

She feels worse than she did before. Guilt gnawing at her, she ignores the offered clothes she doesn't deserve his hospitality or warmth. She disrobes and puts back on the damp chilled pajamas, that matches her better.

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That's what he gets for trying to help someone, his act of kindness thrown back in his face. Angrily he pours the boiling water into the waiting cup, starting his mother's mandatory morning tea. He's so lost in the routine that he doesn't notice her presence until she clears her throat. His pride stops him from turning around, her words were as painful as a dagger.

"Your clothes are on the bed. I called a cab."

He nods without looking back, "Get home saf--" He cuts himself off, maybe he's overstepping again. So he just hums and stirs the now perfect cup of tea with a splash of milk. His sister's will get three sugars, she has such a sweet tooth.

The soft snap of the front door closing is loud in the silence of the morning, the sun has barely risen. His mother will be out in an hour, he was worried for nothing. Nobody will even know she was here. He can pretend this was all a fever dream and listen to her advice, he's never minded anyone else's business why did he decide to start now?

Lesson learned.

He spends the remainder of his weekend not thinking about the bruises on her face and instead plays video games, bullying Suho into playing Call of Duty with him online until the stupid genius starts to win too often and it's no longer stress reducing.

"Sore loser." He scoffs at the staticky insult through his headphones, draining the can of soda he took from the fridge. He should start dinner soon, his mom and sister will be back from shopping any minute.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did." He can't help but roll his eyes at the lame response but he pushes on ignoring his brain shouting at him that this is the opposite of minding his business. He hardly listens to his brain, his gut is much stronger.

"Does Sujin have any siblings? Or does she like to box or anything like that? " He tries to make sense of the night, maybe it wasn't what he thought initially. From his memory Sujin comes from a very affluent respectable family, there's no way right?

"What? What kind of question is that?"

"Just answer me." He quips impatiently, ready to let go of this unwarranted worry that's been weighing on his heart.

After a long pause where he checks if his Wi-Fi disconnected he finally hears a response, "No. She lives with her mother and father, she's an only child. And I’ve never known her to do anything physical like that."

His chest tightens, not what he wanted to hear. Her flinch this morning flashes brightly in his memory. He wasn't mistaken. He's sure of it, she'd been scared.

"Why?"

He can barely hear through the ringing in his ear, "Nothing. I have to go."

He signs off before the other boy can reply, walking autopilot to the kitchen to get started on dinner. Chopping vegetables does nothing to stop the nausea bubbling in his stomach.

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Taking the bus the next day is out of the question, he has spent the entire weekend wishing he had the nerve to get the girl's number but anyone he asked would misunderstand why and he didn't need anymore rumors circulating, he would just have to get it from her himself. If she wanted him to mind his business she shouldn't have collapsed where he could see.

The engine rumbles between his legs as he brings his motorcycle to a stop, swinging off effortlessly before tugging the helmet off and shaking his hair free. He doesn't notice the various lecherous female and male eyes watching his very moment, too focused on walking into the school and finding her.

Turning a corner he sees her instantly, sandwiched between her two best friends, they look like a high school brochure giggling as they walk down the hallway garnering the attention of most of the male population. The purple bruise on her cheek is missing, nothing but smooth blemish free skin. He almost does a double take. As all three of them pass him, he locks eyes with Sujin for a moment, the mask slides off for a second but the moment he blinks the façade snaps back into place, nothing left but a pretty empty smile.

He follows them into class, sliding into his seat and promptly going to sleep. He has to catch her alone.

Doing so proves to be a near impossible feat, she's always surrounded by her two bestie shadows and Chorong and the gang are never far from him either. He sighs forlornly even time he sees her only for someone to interrupt before he can approach her. All too frustrated.

He's sitting dejected on the staircase when he hears the bustle of students in the hallway, their voices carrying down the long space and he rolls his eyes imagining what ridiculous situation they've deemed as drama now. Last time it was Ju-Kyung having pimples, a topic that was completely groundbreaking and worthy of weeks of discussion. So it's with the smallest shred of curiosity that he stands up wandering over to the commotion.

"What's going on?" He directs to the closest person, some mousy looking girl who stutters out an indecipherable answer. He looks at her confused before stalking away to find someone who has a better grasp of communication. He poses the question again, to a boy this time.

"I heard one of the girls started freaking out in the bathroom. Screaming not to be touched."

He stands frozen before the words register in his brain and his feet are moving without his brain's permission. Shoving past gossiping bystanders, he easily gets to the front only to see Ju-Kyung covering someone with her sweater as they walk down the hallway. Immediately the crowd comes alive and they surge forward like a wave all calling questions out at once, "What's wrong with you?", "Why did you freak out?", "Who do you think you are? Are you too rich to be touched or something?"

He twists his head around ferociously at the last question, everyone in front of him gulps while taking a step back. The hallway is a cacophony of voices and shouts and he can feel his anger boiling, slamming his fist into the nearest surface-a wall- he gets everyone's attention.

"Go back to your classes. Now."

Some of the male students look as if they are going to challenge his authority but another step forward is all it takes to get the student body scampering to their classrooms.

Inhaling deeply he stomps off to find the source of his unease.

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It had been hard to disregard, how lacking of warmth her house was. Seojun's apartment had been brimming with warmth and love, the fridge bursting with papers and drawings documenting that someone cared enough to show them off. Her home was a large empty prison in comparison.

But she'd been right, it was dark and quiet proof that her parents were not home. With her heart in her throat she ran to her room, locking the door behind her. Sleep captured her before she knew she was in its grasps, waking up groggy hours later and forgetting where she was. Fierce pounds on her door reminded her instantly.

"Open this door now."

His voice is a low growl, even more terrifying than when he's screaming his lungs out. She grabs her vanity chair pressing it under the door knob for more protection.

She jumps when the door bulges, the loud crashing making it clear that he's slamming bodily into the door now determined to get to her.

"Please....stop." She pleads, tears already cascading down her bruised cheeks.

"Open this fucking door!!"

She's sobbing now, body folded as she cries her eyes out shaking viciously as her father continues to ran into the door, dread filling her stomach as he's never fought this hard before.

Then everything is quiet.

The pounding is gone as suddenly as it arrived. She doesn't let go her panic just yet, still too raw. Butt seconds crawl to minutes and she hears nothing so she finally exhales, sliding to the floor in relief.

She weakly crawls to her bathroom, turning the dial to the hottest temperature possible wanting to burn off his brand on her skin. After her shower she brushes her wet hair, staring at the bruise, it's turning yellow now with tinges of purple. Good thing she let Su-ah and Ju-Kyung convince her to buy foundation the last time they were in the beauty store. She will have to layer it on tomorrow.

She's starving but the thought of leaving her room with him in the house is enough to eliminate her appetite. Instead she puts on a warm sweater and sweat pants and wraps herself in a thick blanket, still too cold ice running through her veins.

She had never felt as warm as she did at his house.

A quiet knock thankfully pulls her away from such unnecessary thoughts. She simply listens.

"Su-jin, it's mom. I brought you food."

She sits up, crawling out of bed to stand in front of the bed. Her mother has never brought her food, even when she was nine and hadn't gotten a perfect score on her spelling test and her father locked her in the closet for two days with only a dictionary. She'd contemplated eating the pages before she was finally set free. Her mother had simply looked away, avoiding eye contact until she was safely back in her room.

But her stomach grumbles at the mention of sustenance and despite her best judgement she opens the door.

It's a mistake.

Immediately she notes that her mother has nothing in her hands, trembling herself and before she can slam the door shut a foot blocks her escape.

He uses the belt that time whipping her in places that others will never see, her back, thighs, and shoulders. Her mother's weakly calls out, "Don't hit her face she has to meet that boy you wanted this week."

It goes on for what seems like hours, he leaves her crumpled on the ground her body stinging as she refused to cry, blinking her tears away not wanting to give him what he wants. When her mother meekly walks over and extends a hand to her, she looks at her with listless eyes. Her mother has a fresh bruise on her cheek, her father hardly hits her anymore using Sujin has his punching bag instead but at times of high frustration he would regress.

She wonders if her mother knew that one day this would be her faith. If this was the purpose of her birth.

She doesn't take the hand. It seems there was still some hope left, it is extinguished now.

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The school day had been easy she's been hiding her abuse for years, no teacher had ever suspected a thing and she didn't even blame them. It would just be bothersome, her father was a powerful man there wouldn't be much they could do.

She slaps on a smile, allowing herself to be dragged around by Su-ah and Ju-Kyung, listening as they giggle about their boyfriends chiming in the appropriate moments to not seem disinterested or jealous. She is jealous though, of their freedom and innocent problems, she'd lost her innocence a long time ago.

She knows Seojun is trying to talk to her but she can't handle seeing him right now, having to face someone who knows what she's going through sounds worst than being beat right now. So she jolts at every sight of the tall lanky figure, thankful for his fan club who seems to announce his every arrival. She's on her way to having a successful day when everything goes to hell.

She's in the bathroom drying her hands when a classmate comes in, responding to the small talk she answers the girl's question before nodding her head in goodbye.

"Oh your tag is sticking out."

That's all she hears before a hand is brushing across her sore beaten neck and her reaction is instantaneous, she turns around catching the offending hand and twisting it.

Her throat wheezes out, "Don't touch me."

The girl stares at her wide-eyed before tugging her hand away, then other girls begin to come of the stalls to see what's happening and before she knows it she's hyperventilating on the ground, nonsensical words dripping off her tongue. Everything is too loud and her head is splitting in half just when her vision is graying out, she smells a familiar perfume.

"Su-jin ah, you're going to be okay. Just breathe with me, follow me."

Ju-Kyung's voice is calming and sure, not touching her but covering them both in her sweater as she models how to breathe, she follows until her lungs are no longer burning.

"Good. You're doing so good, is it okay if I touch you? I'm going to help you up."

She grabs at the bathroom wall yanking herself until she's upright, trying to show her friend that she's not that weak but a look of hurt is displayed on her face and Sujin doesn't comprehend why.

The other girl shakes it off though, now covering her fully with her cornflower yellow sweater.

She's suddenly reminded of her nightmare this morning as she has to pass all the students in the hallway, all pointing and laughing as she falls apart some of them even have their phone out recording her and she sways uneasily before catching herself, trembling the whole way she walks down the hallway until a loud bang and a voice she recognizes all too well silences the uproar.

Resisting the desire to look back she allows Ju-Kyung to pull her up the stairs until they're on the roof. Air pumps into her lungs as she's finally free of all the judgmental eyes.

She expects the other girl to start interrogating her the moment the door closes but it never comes, instead Ju-Kyung places her sweater around her trembling body.

"You're okay. Just keep breathing."

She does her best to follow the uncomplicated directions.

After a few minutes, Ju-Kyung's phone suddenly rings disturbing the quietude. She barely hears blood rushing in her ears like the waves at the beach.

"Okay we're on the roof."

She stills at that utterance, turning in alarm.

"Who was that? Who did you tell where we are?"

Ju-Kyung looks guilty, as if she wasn't meant to hear that conversation. She doesn't want to see anyone right now, can barely stand to be with herself.

"Call them back and tell them not to come. I want to be alone."

Ju-Kyung holds her phone in her hands gingerly staring at the screen, clearly contemplating what is the right decision. She almost lunges for the phone to see who is the most recent call, but it's not needed as the roof door slams open.

"Why are you here?" She shouts, walking away now furious that tears are already filling her eyes now just at the sight of him.

"Nice to see you too princess." He drawls back, following her further onto to roof.

"Will you two be okay? I have to go back to class."

She spins to glare at her friend, why would she leave her alone with Seojun? They have had any interaction at school that hasn't been antagonistic.

"Yes, we need to talk." He answers for them and that's enough to make Ju-Kyung nod before walking off with a smile in her direction. The door shuts loudly behind her retreating back, Sujin wants to chase after her. Instead she turns back to him spitting fire and poison.

"I told you to mind your business."

"Are you okay?" He counters, eying her like a wild animal who can bolt at any minute, he isn’t wrong.

"That's none of your business!"

His expression remains the same, those beguiling feline eyes that scream at her.

"How hurt are you?"

Her emotions come crashing down again. He just keeps pushing and picking at her, no matter how much she shouts and shoves him away he just won’t go away like everyone else did. What is wrong with him? Couldn’t he see that she was more trouble than she was worth?

"What do you want to hear, huh? That everything hurts, that he used a belt this time! Do you want to hear about how he beat me until I bleed! Why do you care what happens me, why won't you leave me the fuck alone!"

Sobs ravage her body, she keeps brushing the fiery tears away fighting with her emotions but they won't stop and her palms are wet from covering her face, her breath is hitching until she starts hiccupping uncontrollably and she starts to feel light-headed.

"Hey! Su-jin! Breathe!"

But she can't, she doesn't remember how. Her body only knows how to hurt.

"Breathe, damnit!" Despite his shout, she hears the slight quiver in his voice but she can't discern why it's there but it desperately makes her want to obey.

When he cups her head, staring her head on she feels the vine wrapped around her lungs shrivel up and air starts gushing in until she feels dizzy, she sways back and forth gravity now also working against her and then she's being reeled in, her head placed on his chest. The thumping of his heart lulls her into a meditative state, she starts to count the beats and before she knows it the cobwebs in her head subside. Embarrassed by their sudden closeness, his arms are still by his side now almost immediately retracting from her head but she can feel his warmth radiating onto the skin of her thighs, she begins to draw back.

"Just stay. It's helping."

She blisters at his words, preparing to push him away.

"It's helping me, seeing you like that....it scared me. I helped you the other night, you should return the favor."

She puffs up before deflating, she'll never admit it but this is helping having something else to focus on, his scent, his heartbeat, the way his chest expands and constricts with every breath. The buzz of their skin nearly touching, his deep voice rumbling through his chest and into her ears, all placating and soothing her worries away.

"Fine."

She's never known Seojun to stay still for this long after years of attending the same school, always bursting with kinetic energy so she's pleasantly surprised by how long he simply stands and lets her rest on his chest, neither of them saying a word.

She stiffens when he suddenly starts moving disturbing their stillness, she sees his hands balled into tight fists by his side and wonders what's going through his mind.

"You can't go back there."

This again, she starts to remind him that she has nowhere to g--

"Stay with me."

#true beauty #true beauty kdrama #kang sujin #han seojun #the couple that should have been #timeline is around recent episodes just minus ALL of the bullshit #sujin is a good girl and I won't hear anything else #can't wait to make her smile

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