#been cackling at this for a good 15 mins

[jlhynde-insanitybrilliance]

*Voldemort giving advice to his Soulmate on how to live forever*

*What Harry sees*

[ratcatcher0325]

Nobody’s Fool (Cowboy One Shot Part #1)

Howdy, Y’all! (Ugh, I NEVER say y’all but it feels necessary, here) Guess what???? @narrans informed me that TODAY is National Day of the Cowboy!!! 🥳🤠🐎

So in honor of this holiday I did not know existed, I wanted to give some love to our pocket-sized cowpoke, Penn! Sadly, I didn’t have time to write the full thing in one go like I was hoping to, so you all will have to wait for Part #2 to get the rest of this little story. 

This takes place pretty immediately after the events of Nobody’s Fool, but you don’t really need any context to read it. Please enjoy the dumb fluffy thoughts from my brain. 

CW: Adult Language

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Please reach out if you’d like to be added to the tag list!

Read all of Nobody’s Fool HERE.

Next: Part 2

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NOBODY’S FOOL

Cowboy Day One Shot Part #1: Save a Horse...

Word Count: 1,915 Read Time: Approx. 15 mins

[Eveline’s POV]

Shuffling my way back from the kitchen, arms full of candy, snacks and freshly mixed drinks, I mumbled through the package of Reese’s Pieces clenched between my teeth, “Alright boys….” I settled on the couch beside Trav, Penn lounging comfortably, perched between our shoulders on the back cushion, his legs dangling over the edge. The night with its purplish blue haze of clouds and stars gave us no light through the windows and so I could only make out the silvery silhouettes of the two men, by the harsh reflection of the television screen. I put all the junk food and drinks down on the coffee table in a clumsy pile.

Penn and I had taken to spending quite a bit of time at Travis’s apartment, lately. We didn’t want to fully move in to our fixer upper until the renovations for the smaller of the two of us were completed. And to be honest, the labor of assembling furniture and shoving boxes around had gotten to be too much. Especially in the blazing Texas summer heat. Penn had done his utmost to help in every way he could, but even his little feet had begun to drag by the end of the day, and we’d decided, fuck it… we deserved to have some fun.

Well, that had been the routine for just about every day this week, we’d work until we were too lazy and sweat soaked to keep going and we’d bring booze and food to Trav’s and veg out. Once I finally sat, propping an elbow up on the back of the couch and settling my fingers in Penn’s lap which he warmly took in his own small hands, I continued my sentence, “What’s on the docket for tonight?”

Travis responded first. I could tell I was going to hate the answer he gave just by the mischievous twinkle in his eye, “Well, the list recommended either worst horse movie ever or worst sports movie ever and Penn picked the horse movie.”

Penn piped up, like he was Travis’s hype man, “Zac fucking Efron is in it, Ev!”

“No!” I audibly groaned. The boys cackled with delight, “God fucking dammit, you two! You’re still bound and determined to watch every recommendation on that stupid list? Can’t we please watch something actually good, please??? I’m begging you! We only have so much finite time on this earth and you two idiots want to waste it watching every ‘worst movie ever’ for every sub-genre of film? Why?!”

Penn cleared his throat, dramatically before launching into it, “You probably don’t realize this about us, my sweet, wonderful, naïve love… but Travis and I are simple men. I know we hide it extremely well what with all our sophistication and charm… but, we don’t need your fancy art house films. We just want to get drunk and watch movies that are so bad you couldn’t recreate them that poorly if you actively tried. C’mon! Don’t be such a downer! Admit it, you thought ‘The Room’ was hilarious!”

“I did until I’ve had to listen to you quote it fucking nonstop everyday for a week!”

“Awww, c’mon, Ev! You’re just a chicken, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep…!” Penn fully embodied his performance of the line from the worst movie ever made, even trying his hand at the lead actor’s weird accent. I had to admit the whole display was pretty cute. It made me want to pluck him up and kiss him. But no, I had to stop myself. He didn’t get to win that easily!

“Travis, why? Why do you hate me? You know him.” I pointed to the tiny man perched between us, “He does not know how to shut up. He won’t stop doing this. Every day it’s like the same five quotes… over and over and over! He’s psychologically torturing me!!” I pointed a finger at my friend’s chest, “You knew this would happen didn't you? Are the two of you in cahoots to try and make my brain turn to mush by watching this garbage?”

Travis beamed, having way too much fun at my expense, “But this one is garbage… with horses!!! You’ll love it! It’ll be like old times! C’mon, Ev!”

******

“Old times? Have you guys seen this movie before?” I was situated between the two humans, each of their shoulders close enough for me to touch if I wanted. I loved my vantage point from up here. I was only a few inches shy of being eye level with these two people and I had a perfect view of the tv screen. Call me an agent of chaos but I loved teasing Eveline like this. It was fun remembering that I could actually make her squirm every now and again.

I noticed her stiffen slightly when I asked the question, Travis was the one to reply, seeming not to notice her shift in body language, “Hm? Oh, no. Not this movie. We’ve never seen it. I meant that Ev used to—“

“Travis? Do you want to watch your dumb movie or not?” Huh. What was her problem?

“Hey… what’re you so cagey about all the sudden?” I crawled on my hands and knees and leaned on her. I delicately stroked the thin fabric that covered her shoulder, giving her my biggest, most impressive puppy dog eyes. I knew all too well just how to get precisely what I wanted from her.

“Penn! Don’t you dare! Don’t look at me like that! You know I can’t say no to you when you look like that! It’s not fair! You’re evil, you know that??” She was shoving me playfully with her fingers as she spoke. So clearly whatever it was wasn’t that big of a deal. But still, curiosity got the best of me, I had to know!

I pulled out the big guns, and placed an outstretched palm on her chin, “Please Ev, I love you…. So much… and I just wanna be here for you through whatever Travis is very rudely insisting you reveal….”

“Hey! I thought you were on my team! And aren’t you doing the same—“ Travis was mockingly indignant.

I lifted a harsh finger in the air. If I could have reached I would’ve silenced his lips with my hand, “Ah, ah ah! Let the lady speak!”

She sighed, pinching my wrist between her fingers and kissing the palm of my hand sweetly, “You’re a wicked little man, you know that?” She opened her mouth to speak but Travis got there sooner.

“Believe it or not, but, Eveline was once a horse girl…”

I burst out laughing, “You? No! What? Really??” My head was ping-ponging from left to right, taking in the countenances of both people.

“Shut up! Fuck you both! This is why I didn’t want you to open your big mouth!” She shoved at Travis’s chest, making the whole couch shake a bit, I was beside myself, this was goddamn hilarious! She continued, moaning with embarrassment, “God! It’s so lame! What a stereotype right? A Texas girl who rides horses? Blegh! Anyway, I haven’t ridden since I was like 10, so, I don’t think it counts.”

Trav, once again, was quicker on the draw, “Oh, it counts!!!” Then, suddenly, a new idea popped in his head as he turned to face me, “Which I guess makes her more of a cowpoke than you are, Penn! Everybody knows you have to have experience with horses in order to consider yourself a true cowboy…. Or girl… or cowperson for people who don’t fall into those categories…”

I gasped, “Fuck! You’re right! I’m a total fraud! I’m not even from here.” I scrambled over to face Travis, making a big show of cupping my hands and pretending to whisper secretly to my copper-haired friend, “Don’t tell Ev this… but I’m a complete hack. I’m just a city boy hiding behind a hat… I have no idea what I’m doing! Man to man, you gotta help me out! I don’t want her to break up with me when she finds out I’m a liar!” All three of us cackled through this.

He said his first sentence in a faux whisper to me, before speaking at normal volume, “Well, let’s fix that, then! Let’s turn this cowboy into a cowman! Whaddya think, Ev?”

“Never say that ever again!”

Well now was my chance to stoke the fire because how could I not? “What?? Cowman????”

She buried her head in her hands, cringing at the stupidity, “It sounds like a terrible off-brand superhero!”

Travis continued, unfazed, “But, for real, I have an uncle with some land and a couple of horses only an hour’s drive from here.”

*************

I watched as Penn’s entire body stood at rapt attention. His eyes growing wide. I had to nip that in the bud, right now, “No… no, I am not taking him to a horse ranch… absolutely not! That’s just asking for trouble.”

“Awww, c’mon Ev….I wanna be a real cowman!!!” He sunk to his knees clasping his hands together and begging unabashedly. What is your deal little man?! Do you have no shame??

“No, you’re not gonna guilt me into this one… it’s dangerous. Even for humans it can be extremely dangerous. Can’t we just watch the dumb Zac Efron movie now?” Even though I asked it, I knew as well as they did that we were far past the movie, at this point.

Slowly at first and then gaining in tempo, the little man beside my shoulder started to chant fucking cowman over and over and over again. Travis joined him. My love and my best friend were having the time of their lives. That tiny troublemaker brought out the best and the worst in all of us didn’t he? I groaned,“Trav! Stop it! Stop encouraging him! Penn! Hush! I’m not budging on this! It’s not safe! Do you have any idea how big horses are?!”

Penn didn’t seem to be listening to a word I was saying. Instead he was crawling across the couch cushion as fast as his unsteady feet could carry him, before hand over fist, climbing on to my shoulder and standing at his full five and one quarter inches before my face. He placed a warm little hand on either side of the bridge of my nose. Kissing my sweetly, softly. I melted. I loved those little kisses with my whole being. I couldn’t help reaching around and stroking his spine with my finger tips. “Come on, Ev. My entire brand, depends on this. This is my identity we are talking about. What if my fans find out? Everything will come crashing down if I, Penn, do not ride a horse. Please, my love, my beautiful guardian angel, have pity on the poor man you see before you, in dire and desperate need. I’ll never ask for anything ever again. I can lie to my fans, but I’ll never be able to lie to myself. I must right this wrong.”

I rolled my eyes into the back of my skull, “Oh-my-fucking-god-fine.”

The boys erupted into celebration. Penn was literally jumping up and down, giving Travis a hilariously mismatched high five, fist pumping the air and dunking an invisible football… what an idiot. I’m deeply, passionately in love with a tiny idiot.

And just like that, it was settled, we’d drive out to Travis’s family farm at first light tomorrow.

[sscarchiyo]

1:45am - haruchiyo sanzu x gn!reader

type: timestamp

warnings: none

genre: fluff

🖇a/n: if you've watched black butler ur hot. if u haven't? ur still hot 💕hope you enjoy and feedback is always appreciated, have a good day <3

“hey babe? are you-“ the question Sanzu was about to ask came to a halt. Seeing how you were curled up in the couch, wrapped in a blanket; burrito style, burning holes into your laptop screen. “almost done babe, just 10 more minutes” you informed him, already knowing what he was about to say. “Come on y/nnnnnn~, I wanna sleep” “so sleep?” “noooo, not without you” cute, you thought as you used the blanket to muffle the snort trying to escape. “a few more minutes? In fact come watch with me", you stated hoping to help your situation. You took his silence as a no, until you felt the warmth of your blanket being stripped away, only to be replaced by his body heat. couch dipping and large pairs of hands wrapped around your torso. “hmph, what are you even watching?” “black butler”, you said. After what was supposed to be a few mins turned into 15, 20, 30 and by the time Sanzu realized you both finished s1. "Ciel is a little shit, if I had a butler waiting on me hand and foot I'd be more respectful", Sanzu commented; clearly unhappy with the child's behavior. "hmm I hear you, in fact you remind me of Sebastian'', you commented. Upon hearing your statement, he whipped his head up to look at you, as if you've insulted him. knowing that you had his full attention you continued. "what i mean is that Sebastian is extremely loyal to Ciel, like how you are with Mikey” “alright that may be true but at least I don’t have a boring catchphrase like ‘i'm just one hell of a butler’ WHO THE HELL SAYS THAT?” Sanzu practically screeched, earning an immediate cackle from the depths of your stomach. Another hour had passed, both of you were fast asleep. how long have we been like this?, Sanzu thought to himself as he tried to wipe off the sleepiness. He was currently in the same position as before; arms around your waist, legs entangled with yours and head on your chest. It wasn't until he looked upon your sleeping form, did he realize you snored. Not a heavy snore, but a soft one, one that he could fall asleep too. One that puts him at ease, one that lets him know you’re alive and safe in his arms, without him checking your steadied heart beat every few minutes. It was nights like this, Sanzu cherished the most. He carefully rose from the couch, light steps in an attempt not to wake you. Once safely setting you in bed, he climbed in next to you, making sure you were in a comfortable position beforehand. Before Sanzu drifted off to sleep, he took the time to take in your sleeping features, just admiring the comfort in your presence. Suddenly he thought he'd wake up early just to make you breakfast, knowing how hard you’ve been working you’d like that. “I guess, I’m just one hell of a boyfriend”, he whispered to himself, chuckling at how the “boring catchphrase” was now growing on him.

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[tanzaniiite]

can i request the trend of tiktok “the faster you get to me the more kisses you get!” with tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto and hinata? 🥺👉👈

“THE FASTER YOU GET TO ME, THE MORE KISSES YOU GET” TREND

w/ tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto, hinata & iwaizumi

requests: OPEN

warnings: talk of pee and poop in iwaizumi’s

a/n: of course you can! thanks for the request! 💓 (also the trend is used more as a prompt than it is as the main focus whoops 🤡)

i added iwaizumi bc he was requested in another ask so i just merged the two. my character limit is still four max!

who gave him the right 🥵

the salt lick himself

this dude is annoyingggg

you already knew what his reaction was gonna be,, so why bother?

welll you just wanted to be like all the other tiktok girls 👉🏽👈🏽

you wait until you see tsukki and yama walking out of the club room and towards you

you’re bracing yourself for the embarrassment

“babe! the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”

no shit, he stops in his tracks. yama’s just looking at him like ‘what you finna do?’

you know what he does? turns around and starts walking in THE OTHER DIRECTION

you are… baffled

when finally catch up to him, you’re pouting

“dude, what the hell?”

he glances at you, then flicks your forehead dummy hard

you’re triggered, “did you just flick me?”

this snarky mf is now laughing at you

btw yamaguchi is very uncomfortable rn

tsukishima the leans down, bean pole headass, and kisses your forehead

“sorry i don’t do dumb tik tok trends”

“it’s not dumb! you just didn’t want to kiss me”

he looks at you with an unimpressed look, as if saying, ‘we both know that’s not true’

alas you’re still pouting

yama: “haha this is me, see you guys tmmr” *leaves in awkward*

tsukishima knows your not gonna stop acting like a baby until he gives you what you want

he sighs, walks a couple feet away from you, pulls out his phone and starts recording

“say the thing”

“huh?”

“the trend thing. say it”

your eyes light up so much and tsukki smiles a bit

he’s so soft for you uwu

“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”

because he’s a tall boi, it only takes him a few steps to get to you but when he does, he kisses you hard

like damn, okay sir

when he pulls away you’re flustered asf, he chuckles and stops recording

“happy?”

this poor boy wouldn’t know a tiktok trend if it punched him the face

i hate to say it, but he’s a boomer 😔🤘🏽 just like dadchi

he’s at your house picking you up for a date and your sibling is bombarding him with questions

when you come out, akaashi is like ‘oh thank goodness’

you smile at him, then wack your sibling in their side

“stop bothering him you weirdo!”

“what we’re just having a nice lil chat”

you shake your head and start to walk away but your sibling is holding akaashi back, giving him the typical ‘you hurt her, i kill you’ speech

now you know your boyfriend is great when he’s under pressure but.. this is new territory for him

you remember a trend that you saw a while back and decide to do it now

you know keiji wants your family to like him, so he’ll be conflicted between going to you or staying and listening to your siblings speech

it’s perfect really

so you pull out your phone and start recording

“baby! the faster you get to me, the sooner we can go on our date and the more kisses you’ll get”

my guy just blinks, “it is getting late..”. plus he’s not opposed to the kissing part so he starts to walk towards you

“hey! i’m not done talking to you”

‘that’s true, it would be rude of me to walk away mid conversation… if you could even call it that’ he thinks

you laugh slightly, you can practically see the gears spinning in his head

“keiji come on we don’t have all day”

“don’t you walk away from me”

akaashi sighs loudly. the longer he spends talking to your sibling the less time he has with you. if he walks away, he’s at risk of your sibling hating him. he’s stumped.

suddenly he turns to your sibling, “sorry l/n, we can continue this discussion later. y/n and i have a date that’s very time sensitive. i apologize”

he then walks to you and grabs your hand before walking off

“y’know my crackhead sibling was just mess with you right? you could’ve just walked away”

“i figured, but that’s still rude”

ugh we stan boy who has manners

“so.. um, may i get a kiss now?”

omg he’s so cute i love him 🥺

you grin and pepper his face with a bunch of kisses, making him blush slightly

tbh you don’t even need to ask, this dude is infatuated w/ you

he’ll run to you any day of the week

but what had happened was.. y’all were on a date and bokuto went to go get ice cream

but that was like 15 mins ago and you’re just sitting on the park bench looking like a fool

and ngl you were a little worried bc bokuto is so easy to distract you’re thinking he fell into a pond or something

so you go to look for him and tbh it doesn’t take long cause cmon,, it’s bokuto

he be loud asf

n e ways, there he is in all his glory playing with a German Shepard who looked like it was trying so hard not to bite him

the owner looked nervous asf but was probably too nervous to say something social anixety be like that

bokuto spots you and waves at you frantically

“hey babe! look at this dog! it’s so cute!”

ugh bless him

you send the owner an apologetic look and turn back to bokuto

“it is cute but i think you’re aggravating it.. i don’t want you to get bitten. let’s go”

“it won’t bite me!” *to dog* “right? you’re too good to bite me, yes you are, yes you are”

*inhales* this stubborn kid, so now you got to think of a new tactic

you suddenly remember that bokuto is affectionate x1 mil

he would never miss a chance to be smothered in love

this was as good a time as any to do this trend and save your bf in the process :))

you whip out your phone, “hey baby? the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get”

when i tell you his head SWIVELED

the dude is an owl confirmed 🙌🏽

literally almost trips trying to get to you, now he’s looking at you like an excited puppy ready for pats

the owner gives you thankful look and leaves

bokuto is still staring at you, waiting for his smooches

so you deliver 😌 you grab his face and kiss all around and place a final kiss on his lips

bokuto looks so happy, like he’s smiling so wide rn

all hail tiktok it rly be saving your stupid boyfriend

my bby 🥺

he loves you so so so so much

hinata will do anything for you yes anything

and the feeling is mutual, but sometimes you cannot comprehend what goes on in that mind if his

like,, you could not, for the life of you, understand why he ran into MOVING TRAFFIC

let me tell you what happened

so you were shopping with your friends (and just to clarify y’all were a strip where there’s a bunch of stores on each block)

you guys were just casual walking and then your friend pointed out that it sounded like someone was calling your name

you looked around and there was your orange fuzzy bouncing up and down on the other side of the street

“BABY! BABE! Y/N! LOOK!”

too cute i swear

you smiled and waved, “hi baby!”

“wait until i get across this street imma kiss you so hard!”

cue your friends gagging

you giggle and decide to reference a tiktok cause why not?

“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you can get!”

b-but he thought you were serious

so yes he ran into the middle of a busy street

you are traumatized, paralyzed with fear if you will, you thought your boyfriend was going to die right in front of you

when he finally reached you, you scolded him mother hen mode activated

“why the hell would you do that hinata?!”

uh oh, you used his last name.. not good

“but you said–”

“i was joking!”

oh. now he’s embarrassed and sad bc you’re mad at him

at least he thought you were until you grabbed him and hugged him tightly, “don’t ever do any dumb shit like that again, okay? you scared me”

“i won’t,, but since i did risk my life, can i get a kiss?”

“NO.”

i feel like y’all have a relationship where you guys can be mean(?) to each other w/o getting offended

so you guys are at your house watching Netflix together and he suddenly gets up and leaves your room

“where are you going?”

“gotta piss”

istg i hate the word “piss” but IK he says that instead of “pee”

n e ways you resume watching the show but your bf’s been gone for like 10 mins

you go to the bathroom and knock on the door, “hey, you good in there? it doesn’t take 10 minutes to pee”

you hear him groan, “fuck off”

and then,, it all clicks, “are you constipated?!”

“FUCK OFF”

now you’re laughing your ass of bc what the fuck

“don’t clog my toilet nasty”

“y/n i swear to god if you don’t leave me alone–”

“what? are you gonna fling your doo doo on me?”

you finally stop teasing him and go back to your room

you send him a text, ‘still constipated? 💩’

‘breaking up w/ you is looking mighty tempting rn 🥴’

‘rude 🤧 but hey, the faster you poop, the more kisses you get’

this dude left you on read

and didn’t return until 20 mins later

“damn i know my bathroom stinks now”

“shut up and give me my kisses”

you raise an eyebrow, “i– you took 20 mins”

“okay.. did you want me to get up mid shit and come to you?”

you don’t why but that shit had you cackling, you reach up and pull him close to you

you give him a couple of pecks and a deep kiss

aww he’s smiling 🥺

“i love you my lil doo doo machine”

he pushed you off your bed

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[absolutebl]

This Week in BL

April 2021 Part 3

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. 

Ongoing Series - Thai

Second Chance Ep 3 - this is proper YA, they are dealing with actual high school issues, picking uni, first crushes, online dating, etc... We even got a senior prom trope which almost never happens in Thai stuff (just the freshman uni competition variant). Standard plot pacing means PaperFah’s kiss was too early, might indicate we’re moving to uni in the second half of the series? Tropes included: let me feed you, hand hold, black & white striped shirt, floppy drunk & first kiss. 

Y-Destiny Ep 3 - the first MaxNat ep. Such fun to see them playing different characters. This one is enemies to lovers, tutor/student, but it’s using the “poor little rich kid loose cannon” archetype. Nat is doing his best, but it’s leaving me cold. Lots of tropes tho: boyfriend’s closet, floppy drunk, pillow clutch, the loom & water bottle. 

Lovely Writer Ep 8 - solid installment, good use of many tropes. I really like the leads and I’m glad there isn’t much side dish action, SibGene gave us: punish, touch your face, boyfriend claiming, kissing, sleep cuddling, symmetry, rooftop, cheek kiss, hand hold, and pillow clutch. 

Call It What You Want Ep 3-4 - couldn’t find the subs, don’t really care, will watch if it crosses my radar, otherwise I’m just not into it.  

Brothers Ep 11 - the “everyone wants Chol” show continues (but WHY?), he and Tri are cute together, and now I kinda just want Prab to end up with the twins. I’m confused by the teachers, but Boston showed up (from UWMA), and my boys KhunKaow got together (YES!), so I’m ultimately delighted with the episode. 

Fish Upon The Sky Ep 2 - the makeover happened, and we go from cute with glasses and braces to cute without them. (I’m reminded of those 90′s Pygmalion teen movies where the girl has glasses + ponytail and then *GASP* does not and *GASP* she’s HOT. This was the BL version.) Meanwhile, writers better be careful with Pi, he’s getting too tsundere to like. Did you see they gave AJ a 2gether music intro & pick up line? Well, it’s actually his brother JJ who plays Ohm in 2g. I cackled. GMMTV - you so cheeky. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai 

HIStory 4: Close To You (Taiwan) Ep 5 - half way point. My poor confused babies. It was a really sweet episode... if what happened before hadn’t happened in the way that it had. Also, these boys have a GREAT friendship but are probably the worst advice givers ever. 

Most Peaceful Place (Vietnam) Ep 3 fin - so cute! Our boys confessed and got together. There was an adorable mutual kiss (I love me a mutual, like Ingredients). Afterwards, they actually seemed to communicate with each other about both sex and their relationship. OMG. How original for BL! This was the last episode, so the series is short, but I still enjoyed it very much. RECOMMENDED. 

My Lascivious Boss (Vietnam) Ep 1-2 - oh boy this one is rough, we started out with homophobia child abuse and moved on to family drama + drunken dub-con one night stand. But production values and subs are better than normal for Vietnam (You Are My Boy levels) + our queer babies are out & proud + it’s higher heat + I’m weak. So I’m watching. 

Word of Honor (China) Ep 25-27 - honestly not much happened, lots of back story. Things are looking dire for the ghosts unless they can turn the Scorpion (I LOVE HIM, he’s my precious deadly baby). Don’t know how they managed to make loosing a battle with an immortal sword god ex-friend cute... but they did. Did some calculations and at 36 eps, mathematically speaking, ep 30 will be the equivalent of a standard BL ep 11. Should I be scared for next week? 

Nobleman Ryu’s Wedding (Korea) Ep 1-2 - it’s so effing adorbs, soft bois do old fashioned tropes like arranged marriage + evil stepsisters meets the more modern fake relationship + secret identity in a surprisingly comfortable mix. It launched with baby is a floppy drunk, forced proximity, performative I saw you feed him, and some fun gay panic. It’s a lot lighter and faster paced than I was expecting, but this is Korea so I don’t know why I’m surprised. 

Stand Alones 

K-pop band OnlyOneOf dropped a new MV that is basically BL bait, using many of the tropes we know and love. I promise I’m not trying to lure anyone into K-pop I just thought it was interesting how consciously they’re yaoi dipping. 

Spin-off We Best Love Fighting Mr. 2nd, Shou Zhen | the Only Love Letter Once Written (SERIOUSLY WITH THE TITLES TAIWAN?) anyway there’s a something or other 25 minutes featuring Pei Shou Yi and his boy that aired Friday. It’s about 10 minutes of reboot footage with 15 min of new content, mostly set in the past. It entirely rests on Chih Tian Shih’s acting, fortunately for us he’s great. However, it doesn’t substantially change or add to these characters’ arcs from the finale of WBL season 2. I don’t know if there will be more or if this was just an extra footage fan service. 

COLOR RUSH GOT ITS MOVIE!!! Okay this is almost the tipping point for me to get Viki Standard. It’s listed at 1:56 minutes long but the original series had only c.120 running time - that is a lot of new content. Although i was disappointed by To My Star’s movie I loved Wish You’s, so I am hoping Color Rush got Wish You level treatment. That said, I feel Color Rush the series is damn near perfect already, hard to improve on perfection. 

Breaking News

Close Friend the series got an updated trailer featuring MaxNat (no subs) so if you like them in Y-Destiny or in Why R U get ready for them to play different characters again, this time for a sports romance segment. Like Y-Destiny, Close Friend looks to be another series of vignettes (Original trailer) coming April 22. 

2gether the movie (Thai trailer) was intended release April 22 but is now postponed due to a surge in C19 cases in Thailand.

Tell the World I Love You, a Thai BL movie that was supposed to release last week, is similarly delayed.  

My Ride has been postponed indefinitely with no airing date. 

The Miracle of Teddy Bear got a teaser vid, no eng subs. 

Gossip

Thai BL actors Nanon (Bad Buddy), Yoon (YYY), and Mark Siwat (LBC, Bite Me) have tested positive for C19. Press releases stated they’re fine, tho filming has paused fore their various projects, obvs. (No word on whether Nanon’s current project was Bad Buddy or not, although it seems likely given his recent Arm Share episode.) 

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Links to watch are provided when possible, ask in a comment if I missed something.

[alpacaparkaseok]

Mine

5. Draw me like one of your French girls

Genre: Min Yoongi x oc

Warnings: none

Word Count: 3.3k

At this point, I’m seriously considering commissioning my own fanart.

It all started the next morning at our first press release. Somebody had the bright idea to show me some fanart that’s been rolling in the past few weeks of a certain k-pop rapper and I. Not gonna lie...we look good together.

Too good.

Then again, everything about Min Yoongi has seemed pretty good since I woke up to a couple more texts from him this morning. I passed out after his late-night/early morning apology, but he sent another text not long after.

4:32 MYG: So does this mean I’m forgiven? Bong-cha made it sound like you enjoy holding grudges.

9:02 MYG: Morning. I hope everything goes well with you today...is it alright if I keep texting you?

9:02 MYG: Just so I can keep tabs on everything. I don’t want this to get too out of hand for you.

Obviously the poor man is just as worried about all of this as I am. I couldn’t help but give a sleepy chuckle when I woke up to his messages.

So far, I’ve done a wonderful job of ignoring how nice it felt to wake up to a good morning text.

I’ve also done a great job at keeping calm and breezing past any weird questions from the current press conference I’m in. That is, until a Korean reporter (I have a hunch they’re from Dispatch) pipes up not only with a question, but with visual aids!

“Cara, do you mind if I ask you a question? Would you like a translator?”

Reminding myself to be gracious and kind, I shake my head. “Go ahead. I should be alright without a translator, thank you.”

The reporter nods, shuffling forward until they pull a paper out of their file in hand. She gives me a sickly smile, passing the paper up to our security guard who does me the honor of bringing it right to my outstretched palm.

“This is one of the newest renderings, I was just wondering how you have been feeling about this entire situation?”

I already guessed what this was going to be about, but the picture in my hand confirms it.

It’s fanart.

To be honest, it’s very well done. It’s a watercolor, the artist placed us walking along a rainy sidewalk. Hand in hand, Yoongi’s gummy smile on full display while I look down at my toes.

Sebastian whistles beside me, clearly as in awe of the artwork as I am. Before me the reporter still wears her smile, waiting for a response. I pass the paper down the line, allowing Rhea to get a chance to admire the fanart.

Maybe it’s the boost of confidence I received upon reading Yoongi’s text this morning that has me grinning back at the reporter with a saccharine smile.

“Did you draw this? It’s very well done.”

Not everyone can understand Korean in this press conference, but the few that do start chuckling. The reporter blanches for a moment, smile faltering.

“N-no, but if you could answer the question-”

I’m sure I look very disappointed as I look down at her. She definitely works for dispatch; she practically reeks of it. Maybe that’s what gives me the boldness I need as I realize that I’m not even her direct target; Yoongi is.

Yoongi’s nice. I don’t think she is.

“Oh, everything is going fine. Honestly, I should get in touch with this artist. They’re very talented.”

The reporter’s eyebrows flick up, sensing a new method of attack. “Were you thinking of commissioning your own?”

“Honestly, I might consider it. Maybe it’ll make my aunts quit hounding me every Thanksgiving about my love life.”

With that, the paper is handed back to the security guard, but the reporter motions for him to keep it. Confused, he hands it back to me. I turn it over so I don’t get caught staring at it during the conference. That’s the last thing Yoongi or I need right now.

As the reporter takes her seat again, I can’t help but feel a little triumphant. Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.

🌙

12:22 ME: I never said you were forgiven, did I?

As soon as we get out of the press conference we are ushered into a van which takes us to another interview. I figure that now is as good a time as any to text Yoongi back, seeing that this morning I woke up late and was too flustered to come up with a response.

“Who are you texting?” Sebastian asks. “Is it your friend that always calls you?”

I consider lying to him for a moment, but realize that it might actually be nice for him to know. He can keep me from being unrealistic when I start to fangirl.

He may also help me to keep that promise I silently made a while ago: to not go so easy on Yoongi. Right now, it’s proving harder than expected to dislike him.

“Nosy.”

Sebastian rolls his eyes. “You’re grinning at your phone like an idiot, that only happens when you get texts from me.”

“Ha! Right. It’s a secret...kind of. Don’t tell anyone.”

“I’ll try my best not to.”

Taking an unnecessarily big breath, I spill my secret that I’ve kept for approximately 12 hours.

“It’s Yoongi.” When there’s no immediate reaction from him, I backpedal. “Also known as Suga?”

Before Sebastian can respond the ping of my phone pulls my attention away.

12:26 MYG: Oh good, you responded. I was getting worried you were actually mad. So is it alright if I keep texting you? I don’t want to mess with your schedule.

“You’re smiling again.”

I look up to see an annoyed Sebastian Stan. He’s not very good at sharing attention, and it would appear that Yoongi is no exception.

“How strange, I didn’t realize.”

12:27 ME: That’s fine.

12:27 ME: But I am mad!!

12:28 MYG: Hahaha sure

“Cara, we’re here.” Sebastian says as he clambers out of the car. I follow after him, pocketing my phone.

There’s a few cameras outside waiting for us, but we’re able to make it inside the building without too much fuss. Once we make it into the room where we’re supposed to have one of our interviews, Sebastian pulls a paper out of his back pocket.

“What’s that?”

He smirks at me, unfolding the paper. It’s the fanart from earlier. I didn’t even realize that he’d pocketed it.

“Tell Suga I say hi, at least.” He poses with the papers just below his chin, giving the best puppy dog eyes he can muster up. It’s rather convincing, if I’m being honest.

“You weirdo,” I mumble as I snap a photo. I’m quick to send it off to Yoongi, captioning it.

12:37 ME: Sebastian says hello.

Our interviewer is just about to come into the room when I receive a response. Not having the self-restraint to put my phone away, I quickly take a look. Sebastian peers over my shoulder, curious as well.

12:40 MYG: Winter Soldier!!!

12:41 MYG: Hi. Did he draw that?

I cackle, quickly translating the message. Sebastian looks appalled. “I have better things to do than draw fanart!”

“Yeah, like write fanfiction, right?”

He grins at me. “Obviously.”

12:42 ME: No, but he says he’s writing fanfiction.

12:42 ME: We’re about to start an interview rn but I’ll tell him to send you his rough draft later. 😏

Interviews pass, and it isn’t until I’m finishing up dinner that my phone pings with another message from Yoongi. I nearly impale Sebastian with my fork as I lunge for my charging phone; he’d come into my hotel room to eat dinner with me.

“Watch it!” Sebastian grunts, shoveling food into his mouth at an alarming rate. We were promised lunch by Rhea earlier but it ended up just being a small snack as she was whisked away by a long-lost friend. The two of us managed to control our hunger for as long as possible, but Sebastian wasted no time calling up some food for us before we even got back to the hotel.

We barely beat the delivery boy here. He wasn’t all that surprised that we were American. Sebastian had tried out some very choppy Cantonese. What did end up surprising him was that he was delivering a meal to the Winter Soldier. I was able to sneak into my room undetected while the boy’s eyes were bugging out as Sebastian signed his hat.

“Sorry,” I mumble around my food.

9:12 MYG: I’m still waiting for the rough draft.

I translate the message to Sebastian, who cackles and promises to get started on it as soon as possible.

9:14 ME: Sorry, Sebastian said he’s still trying to write it. I’ll let you know when it’s ready!

9:15 MYG: That’s alright. I’ll be patient.

9:15 MYG: I saw a clip from your press conference today.

My stomach lurches as I realize what clip it was that he probably saw. Does he think I’m some crazy fangirl now? I mean, I might be. But he doesn’t need to know that.

9:18 ME: I didn’t get you in trouble, did I?

Sebastian notices my change in expression and shoots me a worried look. “Everything alright?” I shrug.

“Yeah...I just hope I didn’t get him in trouble with what I said at the press conference today. I think that reporter was trying to go against him somehow.”

“He’s a big boy. Did he say anything about it?”

I look back down at the messages even though I already know what he said. My stomach lurches again as I see the three little dots at the bottom of the screen.

“No, not really. He just said he saw a clip or something. He’s typing right now, though.”

9:20 MYG: I thought I was the worrier. No, you didn’t. How was the rest of your day?

“What’d he say?” Sebastian grabs our cartons of food, tossing them into the wastebasket.

“He’s just…”

“Are you blushing?!” My friend stares at me from across the room, eyes wide. “No way! You like him!”

“No! No I don’t!”

“Yes you do, don’t lie to me! You’re so into him!” Sebastians hurries back over grinning wide. “Wow, he must be a good texter.”

That really is helping my blush. “Nooo, he’s not. He’s just nice. That’s it. It’s just fun having someone nice to talk to, you know? He feels really bad about everything and - Sebastian quit it - and it’s just sweet of him to care. That’s it.”

Sebastian stops looking at me with his puppy dog eyes and leans back in his chair, a contemplative look overtaking his features. “I thought I was nice to talk to.”

I pause for a second, breath getting caught in my throat. “Y-you are. I didn’t mean it like that.”

He shakes his head, giving me an award-winning smile. “No, I know. Aren’t you going to respond?”

“Oh! Yeah!” I focus on my phone again. There’s an uneasy feeling rising in me at Sebastian’s comment, but I brush it off for now. He’s always been bad at sharing his friends. He’s the same with Anthony Mackey, I’ve seen it up close.

9:25 ME: True, I’ll let you worry. My day was good, just finished up dinner. How was yours?

“There, I-” I look up proudly only to find Sebastian’s chair empty and the door clicking shut. “...I did it.”

MYG: It was great. Got lots of work done.

MYG: Have you decided if you’re going to come to the festival or not? Also, Bong-cha says hi.

ME: Wow, she can’t even tell me herself. No respect. No, I honestly didn’t even think about it today...but I’m pretty sure we’re all going either way.

MYG: Haha she’s not happy with your comment.

MYG: She’s reading over my shoulder, I promise I’m not reading our conversation out loud. Is your director making you go?

I just miss the chance to respond as my phone lights up with an incoming call.

“Bong-cha, quit reading my conversations you little weirdo.”

“Hey, how’s it going with you? I’m great, thanks for asking.”

“Are you still in the room with everyone?”

“No, just left. You should see Yoongi right now, though.”

“Why?”

“He looks like a kid in a candy store every time he gets a text from you. It’s adorable.”

“Yah!”

My friend’s cackle soars through the phone, and I swat at the air as though I could somehow get her to stop.

“Please tell me you guys are coming to the festival.” Bong-cha’s sudden change in tone has me pausing, chewing on my lip.

“We are. Why?”

“Come stay with me!” Bong-cha shouts. I jump up, a grin already working its way onto my face. “It’ll be just like old times. And, I was looking at the schedule you sent me...there’s a couple of nights where you’re done relatively early. We could go do something fun!”

I sigh, rubbing my temples. My phone is buzzing with incoming texts, but I ignore them for now. “Yeah, that’ll be fun. I’m not sure if I can come stay with you-”

“C’mon,” Bong-cha whines. “I never get to see you anymore. We’ll make it work! Oh, I’ve gotta go, Tae brought Yeontan. But let me know!”

With that, Bong-cha cuts the line and leaves me on the other side caught between excitement at seeing my friend and dread at having to come face to face with Yoongi. Texting is one thing; but actually spending time with him?

“Just be his friend,” I mumble to myself. Settling down, I attack my food once more. The space where Sebastian sat before makes me furrow my brows.

What’s going on with him? I mean sure, we’re really good friends. But we still see each other constantly, why would he be so possessive?

It’s probably all just in my head. My phone light up with the texts I received a couple of minutes ago while I was still on the phone, and this time I physically cannot restrain the smile that comes through as I realize Yoongi is still texting me.

MYG: Really no pressure about the festival. I know Bong-cha really wants to see you, but please don’t feel like you have to come and hang out with us.

MYG: We’re not even that cool, anyways.

MYG: Are you just hanging out with Sebastian tonight??

I stare down at my phone for a moment, the smile being wiped from my face. Plopping down heavily on my bed, I close my eyes and power off my phone.

Yoongi is nice. So nice, apparently, that I can’t even tell now if he’s trying to get me to stay away. The fact is simple: he’s a nice man who has a reputation to uphold and is trying to keep everyone happy. That includes me.

He’s nice for texting me and trying to make sure I’m doing alright. Any decent human being would do that. But there’s also the fact that I’m new to this game in the spotlight and I know that I’m not going to be able to keep my feelings out of this.

I take a moment to breathe, forcing myself to push away the impending panic that sets in. This is no way to live, and I know that I’m only setting myself up for heartbreak when someday I don’t wake up to a good morning text from Yoongi.

It’s only been one day of communicating and I can already feel myself getting too attached.

Powering on my phone again, I flinch at the new texts.

9:17 MYG: Bong-cha just told me her evil plan. 😩 Did she tell you about it on the phone?

9:31 MYG: Sorry if you’re busy! Just text me back when you can. Let me know about your plans for the festival, too.

Even though I’m itching to text him back and waste away the rest of the night talking to him, there’s another more pressing matter I have to face. Quickly getting up and leaving my phone there in order to fight the temptation, I grab my room key and head a few rooms down. A quiet knock and a few seconds later and Sebastian is opening up his door.

He looks down at me warily, and I feel almost like we had a fight because of the way he’s looking at me. Emitting a loud sigh, he shakes it off and grins down at me in a way that makes me question if I even saw the previous expression at all.

“Hey,” I mumble out weakly. Moving past him into his room, he follows silently behind me.

“Hey…?”

Without another word I land face first onto his bed, the action pulling a laugh from him. Good. His laugh reminds me that this is real. This friendship is real, and Sebastian for all his annoying teasing, is a true friend.

Bong-cha is miles away and busy. She’s also biased. So Sebastian is the next best thing.

“I’m freaking out,” the pillow muffles my words but I know he hears me loud and clear. The mattress dips on one side as Sebastian settles onto it, and a moment later a hesitant hand begins kneading the flesh at my shoulders. I let out a satisfied sigh.

“What’s going on?” His tone is gentle, and the sound of it nearly tugs some tears out of my eyes.

“I’m pathetic, Sebastian.” I clutch his pillow and bury my face farther into it. “I’m so pathetic! I’ve literally never met the man before in my life, and I’ve spent the last 24 hours sending a few texts back and forth and I already feel like I’d jump off a cliff for him!”

Sebstian’s hands pause in their kneading for a fraction of a second before continuing on. “I told you you liked him.”

I turn to look at him, and again I catch that wary gaze before he drops it. “Really? ‘I told you so’? Rude. I need help, Sebastian. It’s never going to happen, he’s just being nice, and I just need to be cordial and get through this. Right?”

He nods, contemplating a bit. “Sure. He seems like a great guy. But at the end of the day, the two of you are just caught up in a weird media frenzy and that’s it. Is that what you want me to say?”

“I guess.” I huff, flipping onto my back as I stare up at the ceiling. “Why do I like him though? Am I just desperate?”

Sebastian stands up and laughs. “No way. If you were desperate you would be falling for me, not some inconvenient, crazy famous kpop star.”

Somehow his words make me laugh, the feeling easing the panic a bit. “You’re right, I guess.”

🌙

I end up passing out in Sebastian’s room only to wake up at 3 am and find myself a little too close for comfort to my co-star. Gently untangling myself from his mess of arms and legs, I sneak out of his room and back to my own.

Half-asleep and looking the part, I groan at my reflection in the mirror as I try to brush my teeth. Pointing at my reflection with my toothbrush, I give myself a pep talk.

“You are not pathetic,” pause to spit, “you’re not desperate,” rinse out the brush, “you’re just friendly. You’re practicing making new friends, and Yoongi as well as all of BTS are a part of that. That’s it.”

So when I finally settle down into my cold and very empty bed, I don’t feel very guilty sending Yoongi a late-night text. He never texted me again after the last one I saw, and I easily brush off the feeling of disappointment and replace it with relief.

3:13 ME: Yeah, we’re going. No, I have no idea what the evil plan is. Do we need to come up with a counter-plan? And sorry I never responded...I was busy annoying Sebastian and left my phone in my room. Good morning! This is payback for your late texts last night!

I fall asleep easily after that, double checking that my phone is on silent before snuggling deep down into my pillows.

Honestly, what do I even have to worry about? Everything is going great with promotions, the movie is finished and should be well received, and in a couple of days I’ll get to go see Bong-cha and make new friends!

Into the silence, I can’t help but laugh. I’m not dumb enough to believe that everything will go as planned.

Especially not as my dreams take over and the only thing I can dream of is a man in a black suit, turning around to greet me over and over again. I can never quite see his face, but somehow I know him.

Even in my unconscious state, I lie to myself and say that it’s not Min Yoongi.

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[gamgeesgarden]

Hii! If you are still doing match-ups, I'd like one for The Hobbit please! And maybe for Lord of the Rings as well, if you still have the time, of course. ☺️

Uhh description... I'm 5'2, dark brown hair and eyes and about average body size.

First impression people get of me is either quiet, weird or intimidating but once you get to know me, I can actually be quite loud, lively and chaotic. However, there are times where I completely deflate and just want to shut everyone out.

I pride myself on being a great listener and any secret would be safe with me. But getting me to share my own secrets, now that's a different story.

Drawing, reading ang crafting are my various hobbies. I do have some musical talent though it's with very uncommon instruments.

Annnd I think that's it for me! Thank you so much in advance if you decide to do this! 💕

P. S. Your incorrect quotes are absolute genius. I've been cackling at most of them for about a good 15 mins now—

Thank you so much! 

I’d ship you with Bofur! He is a somewhat musical guy himself so he’d love hearing you play, even more so if it was an instrument he was unfamiliar with. He is also a great crafter himself and would take some of your drawings as inspirations for his occasional carvings. The two of you would have a light and happy relationship with each other with lots of laughs and mischief, but when you get into a low mood Bofur can be a very good listener and caring partner. He would be very attentive to how you are feeling and is very good at knowing what you need even if you do not.

I think you would be a good match for Faramir. He is strong-willed but also very soft when it comes to those he loves. He has dealt with his fair share of trauma and understands the need to shut everyone out, so he would be very respectful of your wishes while being a silent support for you if you need it. He would love listening to you play music. It makes him incredibly happy to do so, and seeing your creative endeavors is always amazing to him.

[bangtanloverboys]

hot boxed // ksj & jjk

summary - you and your stoner boyfriend are having a movie night when you get interrupted by a pleasant surprise

pairing - stoner!jin x gender neutral stoner!reader x friend!jungkook 

genre - fluff

word count - 2.2k

warnings - marijuana usage, kissing, kinda poly stuff

author’s note - happy 420, this was just an idea in my head that i wanted to bust out real quick. it was gonna get saucy but i stopped it bc saucy stuff while high isn’t consent and i am lazy lol. might make a second part?? idk maybe. also reader is gender neutral in this, no pronouns used babey (also the veloci-pastor is a real movie)

“Guess what I got, babe!” You hear Jin call out as he entered your shared apartment. 

“It better be dish soap because we’ve been out for three days!” You answer back, causing him to not respond. “From your resound silence, I’ll guess you didn’t get dish soap.” You laugh as you hear him make his way over to your room where you’re currently finishing up on a small project for your English class.

“Yeah, sorry about that. But I think what I got will help you forgive me.” Jin said, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and with his other hand holding up a tiny baggie with 2 neatly rolled joints.

You gasp and turn around to look at him. “You didn’t!”

“Oh I did!” He smiled as you jumped from your seat to press your lips to his. “You wanna smoke right now or later?”

Jin is the one who got you into smoking about 2 years ago; you were at a party and while everyone was getting drunk and dancing, you started to wander around the house looking for someplace quiet to cool down when you came across him and his best friend Min Yoongi smoking a joint. You’ve never smoked before but were always curious as to what it was like and decided to give it a shot. Now here you are, a stoner plus one stoner best friend turned roommate turned boyfriend.

You take a quick glance at the clock and see that it’s a little after 6 pm, being the perfect time to chill and maybe order pizza while you smoke. “You’re so lucky I just finished my project, or I’d kill you.” You quickly shut your laptop and gather yourself to go sit over on the bed and wait as Jin went over to the bedside table where he pulled out the lighter and ashtray.

Jin sat across from you and pulled a joint from the baggie, placing it between his lips to light it. He pulled in for a good few seconds before pulling the j from his mouth and blowing the smoke out from his plush lips. He passed it to you and you followed suit, only holding it in a bit longer before blowing out through your nose. Jin chuckled as you did so, kissing your nose once the smoke cleared from your face. “Cute.” He muttered.

The two of you took a couple more hits before stopping for Jin to order a pizza and for you to browse through Netflix for a weird movie. This was tradition for the two of you: you’d get high, order in, and watch the strangest movie you could find on a streaming service. By the time Jin got back, you picked out the Veloci-Pastor, which the title itself made you cackle. About 15 minutes into the movie, the doorbell rang and you got up assuming it was the pizza. 

Jin’s wallet in hand, you open the door and you see none other than Jungkook. You’re confused for a moment, and let out a giggle before straightening yourself to greet him.

“Hey, Jungkook! What brings you here?” You lean against the door frame. Needless to say you aren’t disappointed to see the pizza hasn’t arrived yet, but it’s still a pleasant surprise to see the cute younger man on your doorstep.

“Hi Y/N. . . is Jin-hyung here? He invited me over to play Overwatch earlier?” He nervously ran his fingers through his dark hair.

You stick your tongue in your cheek; Jin must’ve forgotten. Usually soon as he gets his hands on weed, he rushes home and forgets any plans he might’ve made earlier that day. Usually it’s just stuff with Yoongi or Namjoon, both of which know and understand how his train of thought works. But this is sweet little Jungkookie, you can’t bear to tell him Jin forgot because he wanted to smoke. 

“Shit, Jinnie must’ve forgotten cause we just started a movie and ordered pizza. . .” The look of disappointment in his eyes hurts you down to your very soul. It was like stepping on a bunny. 

“Oh, uh, sorry to-”

“But you can come join us if you want.” You quickly cut him off, and he gives you a look. You and Jungkook weren’t really that close as he was with Jin, but you always thought he was kinda cute and Jin always had high praises of him (You joked he had a crush on him to which he didn’t deny). So the look of shock on Jungkook’s face upon your invitation wasn’t at all insulting.

“I-Is that okay? I’m not intruding or anything?” You could see the tips of Jungkook’s ears turn red and you just laughed as you grabbed him by the arm, pulling him into the apartment. You hoped to God that the scented candles you left burning cancelled out the potent smell of weed as you led Jungkook back to your room; where Jin was lounging on the bed, scrolling through his phone.

“At long last! Pizza time-” Soon as Jin’s eyes were pulled from his screen and on the taller figure next to you, you saw his face change from confusion to a look of guilt. “Oh shit! Kook, I’m so sorry. I completely blanked on our game time today, I’m-”

“Baby, it’s alright. I figured, so I invited him to stay with us for a bit.” You explained to your boyfriend as he looked between you two and gave a shrug. 

“Yeah, that’s perfect. My two favorite people, let’s do this thing.” Jin patted the bedside next to him and you shoved Jungkook for him to sit down next to him. You lay down on the other side of Jungkook so now he’s sandwiched between the two of you. 

The thing is about you and Jin when you’re high, you’re both a bit more touchy feely. Mainly with each other, but also with other people (the amount of times your smoke sessions with Yoongi end in cuddles and cheek kisses outrageous). Jungkook on the other hand, you’ve never really been around much so you don’t know how he’ll take to you being cuddly with him. He might be more comfortable with Jin maybe, seeing as they’ve been friends longer but that would leave you out and you hated being a third wheel in cuddle sessions. 

You’re pulled from your thoughts as the door knocks again and this time it’s definitely the pizza. Jin volunteers to go get it, leaving you and Jungkook sitting awkwardly side by side.

“Uh, I don’t mean to ask but um. . . are the two of you. . .you know. . .” the mimics holding a joint to his lips and you can’t help but laugh at the way he asked. You quickly stop when you see how nervous he is.

“Oh, sorry. . . yeah, we smoked not that long ago. Hope that isn’t too much of a problem?” Jungkook has to be chill with weed seeing how quite a handful of the people he hangs out with do smoke weed, but Jin’s never mentioned smoking with Jungkook.

“Oh not at all, actually uh. . .this is gonna seem stupid but I would like to try?” He looks at you with big curious eyes. Of all the things you thought he was gonna say, this was not one of them.

“Uh, sure! Let me just get the stuff real quick.” You clamber over Jungkook and grab the lighter and joint before now settling yourself directly across from him on the bed, sitting criss cross. “You need a demonstration?” He gives a quick nod and watches you intently as you place the joint between your lips and lighting it. You give a quick pull and blow out, making sure not to blow smoke directly into Jungkook’s face. 

You hand the joint over to him and he follows suit, he pulls a bit too hard though as he’s blowing out he starts to cough. As if he was summoned; Jin bursts through the door, pizza in hand and concerned. “What’s going on?” He asked as he rushed to the side of his friend.

“Jungkook wanted to try and take a hit and he ended up pulling too fast.” You say as you rubbed Jungkook’s back, trying to help sooth him as the coughing slowly stops. Jin takes the joint from him and places it back on the ashtray and grabs your bottle of water sitting on the desk. 

“Here Kookie, drink this.” Jin instructs and Jungkook follows suit, gulping down water to ease the burn in his throat. “Y/N, why didn’t you wait for me? I wanted to see Jungkookie’s first hit. You took his smoking virginity without me.” He frowned and both you and Jungkook laughed at that statement. 

“You feeling better?” You ask the younger, eyeing him as he takes deep breaths. 

“Yeah, thank you.” He nodded slightly to you. “Can I try again?”

“You nearly cough a lung out and you want to try again?” You’re baffled by his quick recovery and urge to try again. “Are you sure?”

He gave a nod, but before he could answer Jin started to speak. “Baby. . .why don’t you show him how I first helped you. . .” You felt your face turn red at the thought of how Jin helped you take your first hit.

“Jinnie. . . I don’t know if he’ll be comfortable with it.” You look over to Jungkook who has a look of confusion drawn over his face. “Would you be okay with me shotgunning it to you?” You ask him.

“I uh, don’t know what that is but I trust you, whatever it is.” 

You open your mouth to try and explain it, but Jin cut you off saying just do it and he hands you the j and lighter once again. You tell him to sit back a bit and soon as he’s back far enough, you swing your leg over his. Sitting in his lap, you watch as his face starts to turn pink, but he doesn’t protest. He doesn’t seem to know where to put his hands but soon settles on your hips.

“Open your mouth,” you instruct and he follows. “When I breathe out, breathe in. Okay?” He gives you another nod and watches as you place the joint back between your lips and light it. You pull in for a second and then with your free hand, you place your hand on Jungkook’s jaw and pull him closer. With your lips centimeters apart, you blow out into his mouth. As instructed, he breathes in as you exhale and you can feel his grip on your hips tighten ever so slightly. Once you pull away, you’re damn sure both of your faces are beet red. 

“Fuuuck, that was so hot.” Jin groans from behind the two of you. 

“Jinnie. . .” You mutter as you try to peel yourself off of Jungkook, but his grip hasn’t let off. You look at him and he almost seems frozen in shock.

“Look at little Jungkookie,” Jin chuckled as he sat beside the two of you, “cat got your tongue?” You both watch as he nodded his head in confirmation. You watch as your boyfriend runs his fingers through Jungkook’s hair, then turns his head to look at him. “You feel good?” He gives another nod, to which Jin responds with a kiss to his cheek. “Y/N made you feel good?” He whispered into his ear.

Instantaneously, both you and Jungkook freeze. What on Earth was Jin going with this? You watch as the elder, presses his lips to Jungkook’s ears again and whisper something you don’t hear. Jungkook looks back to you and gulps before asking, “Can-can I kiss you?”

Your eyes shot to Jin, who gives you a small nod of encouragement. You give a nod but Jin interrupts. 

“Use your words, sweetheart.”

“Yes, you can kiss me.” You say breathlessly. Jungkook then presses a quick kiss to your lips then pulls away just as quick. 

“Come on, baby boy. You can do better than that.” Jin teases as he presses kisses to the side of Jungkook’s face and neck.

This time, you guide his lips back to yours and softly kiss him. It takes a moment before he starts to return the kiss, his lips soft against yours. You kiss for a few more seconds before pulling away.

“Good. . . now, let’s eat this pizza and finish the movie, okay?” Now it’s the both of you that nod. Jungkook finally releases his grip on you and you slide over to sit beside him.

Jin instructs the two of you to settle back up amongst the pillows while he gets plates for the pizza. Jungkook is still seated in the middle and he looks a bit more at ease then he was earlier. 

“Jungkookie?” He turns to you. “Would it be okay if we cuddle. . .?” 

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Come here.” He said as he pulled you closer to him, you pressed your face against his chest and felt the warmth of his embrace as Jin returned with plates. 

Seeing the two of you snuggled up next to each other, he puts the plates on top of the pizza box and seats himself on the other side of Jungkook. Jin wraps his arms around the both of you and pulls the two of you closer to him. 

You hear faintly as the movie starts to play again in the background and Jin pressed a kiss to Kookie’s cheek and he followed suit by pressing one to your forehead. Whatever that was going on at this moment, didn’t really matter. You were happy and comfortable in the arms of two guys who cared for you.

[btsqualityy]

BTS Second Pregnancy Series #15: Labor and Delivery Part 1

Kim Seokjin

“How you feeling?” Jin asked as you stepped out of the bathroom that was connected to your hospital room. When you and Jin had gotten to the hospital, they checked you and found that you were 4 and a half, almost 5 centimeters dilated so they admitted you to the hospital based on that and how consistent your contractions were.

“Getting a little uncomfortable since they’re getting longer,” you replied, referring to the contractions. You walked over and sat down on the edge of the hospital bed, where a nurse immediately began to hook you up to the necessary machines in order to monitor both you and the baby. Once she was finished, you laid back against the bed and looked over at Jin. “Think this is the real deal?”

“Most likely,” Jin nodded, giving you a small smile. “We’ll see once your doctor comes to talk to us though.” About an hour later, your doctor walked into the hospital room with a wide grin.

“Y/N, Seokjin,” he said, nodding towards Jin. “I think you two are gonna be meeting your baby today.”

“Really?” You gasped in surprise. 

“Yeah, your contractions have slowly gotten closer together since you’ve been here so I wouldn’t feel right sending you back home,” he told you.

“What about the baby? Are they handling the labor well?” Jin asked and you gave him a smile, happy that he already knew what you were thinking.

“The baby is handling it amazingly,” your doctor confirmed. “Since you’re past 38 weeks and given the fact that everything continues as is, you’ll be able to have that natural birth that you wanted Y/N.”

“Great,” you grinned.

“I’ll be back to check on you soon,” he said before turning and walking out of the room, and you let a loud rush of air out of your mouth.

“You ok Y/N-ah?” Jin wondered and you looked over at him as you bit your lip.

“I’m nervous,” you confessed. Jin stood up from the chair that he was in and walked over to the bed, sitting down next to your legs. “I didn’t think that I was actually gonna get to push, you know?”

“That’s understandable,” Jin nodded. “But you’ll be fine jagi. I’ll be right here, letting you crush my hand the entire time if you need to.”

“Thanks Jin,” you laughed and Jin leaned over, kissing your lips gently.

“You got this Y/N-ah,” he reminded you and you nodded your head.

Min Yoongi

Once your contractions had started to increase in frequency, you decided to do some work at home to make sure that they continued before heading to the hospital, just to make sure that these were the real deal and to ensure that you weren’t going to be sent back home by your doctor (because you don’t know if you’d be able to stop yourself from delivering Kamryn yourself if that happened).

You were sitting on top of a birthing ball, bouncing up and down lightly while Yoongi gently massaged your lower back.

“How’s that?” He asked you.

“Good,” you nodded, closing your eyes and inhaling and exhaling deeply as the contraction that you were having spread throughout your lower back. Just as the contraction ended and you opened your eyes again, you saw Kinsley walking into your bedroom. 

“Why are you on a ball Mommy?” Kinsley questioned as she tilted her head to the side in confusion, making you smile at how much she looked liked her father.

“I’m trying to help Kammie come out,” you replied.

“Oh,” she whispered, thinking for a few seconds before speaking again. “Will bouncing up and down make her sick? Like uncle Hobi and uncle Jiminie?” 

“No babygirl,” Yoongi laughed, while you bit your lip to stop yourself from cackling out loud. “Mommy isn’t bouncing too fast, so she’ll be ok.”

“Is she ready to come out now?” Kinsley asked.

“She should be by now,” you grumbled, making Yoongi snicker from behind you while you looked at Kinsley. “Hopefully sweetheart.”

“And god mommy is gonna come stay with me?” Kinsley wondered and both you and Yoongi nodded your heads.

“Just like we talked about babygirl,” he assured her. Your eyes widened as you felt the next contraction come, which was much more intense than your others had been. You shut your eyes and focused on breathing, vaguely aware of Yoongi’s hands rubbing harder at your hips and his lips touching the back of your head. Once it was over, you exhaled harshly as you looked over your shoulder at Yoongi.

“I think we should call Y/BF/N,” you told him. “I’m pretty sure she’s definitely coming today.”

Kim Namjoon

“God, these contractions are just as bad as Mase’s were,” you grumbled, letting your head fall back against the bed once the contraction that you were experiencing finally passed. Namjoon, who was sitting on the bed next to you, squeezed your hand and kissed the side of your head, trying to comfort you. Similar to your first pregnancy, once you and Namjoon got to the birthing center after having Namjoon’s mom come to your house to stay with Mason, your labor progressed relatively quickly.

“Did you still want a c-section?” Namjoon asked and you lifted your head again to look at him.

“I kind of wanted him to check me first, since I feel like it’s going pretty fast,” you said, referring to your doctor. “And I’ll decide after.”

“Ok, it’s completely up to you,” Namjoon nodded. About 15 minutes later, your doctor walked into the room to check your cervix. Once he was done, he felt around on your stomach and he apparently didn’t like what he felt because he immediately grabbed the ultrasound wand from the machine that was next to the bed, along with the gel. He quickly squirted some onto your bump and set the wand on your skin, moving it around slowly and you could tell by the frown on his face that something was wrong.

“What is it?” You asked him before he even got a chance to open his mouth.

“Your daughter is breech,” he revealed and your eyes widened.

“Wait, but Y/N-ah just had a doctor’s appointment like four days ago and Maia was fine,” Namjoon chuckled in disbelief. “She was head down and everything.”

“Well, she’s managed to flip herself back around,” your doctor shrugged. “Now, we could see if we can manage to encourage her to flip back around but in my medical opinion, I think it’s better if we do a c-section.”

“How many centimeters am I dilated?” You wondered.

“You’re almost to 6,” he replied. You looked up at Namjoon, who nodded his head towards you which you knew meant that he was letting you choose.

“Can we see how she handles the labor and if we can get her to turn?” You asked and your doctor nodded. 

“Alright, but I’d like to keep a very close eye on her though,” he told you, and you nodded. Your doctor nodded and gave you a small smile before walking out of the room.

“Joon,” you whispered as you looked over at him and he didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you, hugging you tightly.

“She’ll be fine,” he told you and you nodded as you held onto him.

Jung Hoseok

“I never thought that I’d say this while in labor, but I’m so bored,” you groaned as you paced around the hospital room. Hobi chuckled at you from his place in the hospital bed, where he was watching tv. After getting to the hospital and being admitted, it seemed like your contractions had stalled out and you were stuck at 5 centimeters dilated.

“I’d direct your complaints to Hendrix,” Hobi laughed. “Seems like he’s changed his mind about coming out.”

“Well, he doesn’t really have a choice because I’m ready at this point,” you giggled. 

“Maybe he’s heard Len and Berk and their chaos and they made him change his mind.”

“Ah ah, if we have to deal with their crazy, then he does too,” you said. Your doctor walked into the room then, smiling when he saw you pacing around the room.

“Trying to get things going again?” He wondered and you nodded your head.

“Doesn’t seem to be working though,” you shrugged.

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about,” he said. “Since things seem to have tapered off, there is a medication that we can give you to jump start things again.”

“What medication?” Hobi wondered.

“It’s called pitocin,” your doctor told you. “It’s a form of oxycotin, which is a hormone that helps stimulate contractions.”

“How would you give it to me?” You questioned.

“We’d just give it to you through an IV, which will be easy and it’ll definitely get things started again,” your doctor explained.

“Well, I’m all for it,” you nodded before looking over at Hobi, “Babe?”

“If that’s what you want,” Hobi nodded and you smiled at him before confirming that you wanted the medication to your doctor. As your doctor walked out of the room again, you walked over to the bed and sat down next to Hobi, who reached down and grabbed your hand, squeezing it firmly in reassurance.

“He’ll be out soon,” Hobi assured you.

“Hopefully,” you nodded, smiling softly.

Park Jimin

“Come on baby, breathe,” Jimin encouraged you, but you just shook your head as the contraction literally knocked the wind out of you. After you and Jimin got to the hospital, you were admitted and your contractions had progressed to a point where they were almost overwhelmingly painful.

“I-I can’t,” you stammered, a loud groan escaping your throat once the contraction finally ended. 

“Do you still want an epidural?” Jimin asked as you tried to catch your breath. 

“Please,” you nodded, tears welling up in your eyes. “I don’t think I’d make it to 10 centimeters like this.” 

“Whatever you want baby,” Jimin assured you, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before running off to find your doctor. Once your doctor came back and you told him that you wanted the epidural, he and the nurses set everything up while Jimin helped you sit up and swing your legs over the edge of the bed.

“I need to you to stay very still Y/N,” your doctor reminded you and you nodded stiffly. Jimin was squatting on the floor in front of you, his hands on your knees rubbing gently.

“You’re doing great jagi,” he told you, making you smile lightly.

“Doesn’t feel much like it,” you replied.

“Just because you’re struggling, that doesn’t mean that you’re not making progress,” he pointed out. You winced quietly as you felt the needle go into your back and Jimin immediately grabbed your hands, holding them tightly.

“You know, we never really discussed what we thought the baby would be,” he said, trying his best to distract you.

“At this point, I just want them out,” you chuckled, finally relaxing when your doctor announced that you were all set. Jimin stood up straight and helped you lay back in the bed, pulling the blanket over your legs for you once you were settled. 

“Well, I think it’s a boy,” Jimin smiled and you giggled at him.

“Why, because you want another you?” You teased.

“You say that as if I don’t have good looks,” he scoffed, making you laugh.

“Hopefully we’ll find out soon,” you grimaced and Jimin took one of your hands in his, bringing it up to his lips and kissing the back of it softly.

Kim Taehyung

“Mommy, do I have to leave?” Spencer whined as Taehyung helped her put on her shoes. After leaving the Music Bank taping, the three of you headed home, meeting your midwife there. As your labor began to progress, you realized that you were definitely going to be giving birth within the next few hours so Taehyung called your parents to come get Spencer.

“Yeah, you do sweetie,” you nodded, giving her a small smile as you bounced on a birthing ball and rubbed your hands over your bump slowly.

“But I wanna stay and see Elijah,” she huffed, frowning at Taehyung as he pulled her coat onto her body. 

“Come here Spence,” you called, opening your arms. Taehyung released her after zipping up her jacket and she walked over to you, leaning in between your open legs and you stopped bouncing as you hugged her to your chest. 

“I wanna stay with you,” she whispered and you smiled softly.

“I know you do, but think about it like this,” you said and she lifted her head to look up at you. “When you come home, Elijah will be here and you’ll get to meet him.”

“Hold him too?” She asked and you nodded.

“And hold him too,” you promised, leaning down and kissing her nose. “But I need you to be my big girl and go with Grandma and Granpa, ok?”

“Ok Mommy,” Spencer nodded and you smiled widely, pressing a few more kisses to her cheek before letting her go. She walked back over to Taehyung, who kneeled down and cupped her cheeks.

“You know that you’ll always be my Munchkin right?” He reminded her and she nodded her head rapidly. “I love you.”

“Love you too Daddy,” Spencer replied before giving her Daddy a peck on the lips. Your parents arrived then, wishing you and Taehyung good luck before taking Spencer with them. Once they had left, Taehyung walked over to you and sat down on the floor in front of you.

“Ready to do this again?” He asked you and you shrugged, feeling a contraction start up.

“A little nervous about how bad the pain is gonna get,” you admitted quietly. 

“You can do it, ok?” Taehyung stated firmly and you nodded. “I’ll be right here with you the whole time.”

“I know,” you smiled, humming contentedly as he pressed a kiss to your lips. 

Jeon Jungkook

“Stop playing,” you scolded Jungkook, even though you couldn’t help the laugh that escaped your lips. The two of you were walking down the hallway of the birthing center, trying to get your labor to progress a little more. 

You were still hooked up to a machine that was monitoring the baby though, so Jungkook was pushing it for you as the two of you walked. However, Jungkook thought it was funny to try and play crossing guard, and he’d suddenly stop walking and stop pushing the machine, which in turn would make you have to stop as well.

“I hate you so much,” you grumbled playfully, making him laugh at you.

“Oh, it wouldn’t be Y/N giving birth if you didn’t say that to me at least once,” he chuckled. You used your elbow to hit him in the ribs, making him wince loudly. He then wrapped his free arm around your waist, rubbing your hip through the fabric of the hospital gown that you had on. “How are you feeling?”

“Feels like it’s finally starting to pick up a little more,” you reported.

“That’s good,” he nodded. “Think it’s gonna be easy, like Ava’s was?”

“I can’t really tell,” you replied honestly. “I really hope it is though.”

“Who do you think Aria’s gonna look like?” He wondered.

“I kind of think she’s gonna look more like you than me,” you told him. 

“Really?” He said and you nodded your head. “Well, I think she’s gonna be like Ave. She’ll look like a mix of the both of us and have certain features from the both of us.”

“Well, hopefully we’ll find out soon,” you giggled. The two of you made it back down the hallway where your room was and the two of you went back inside. The next few contractions that you had were both longer and stronger, and you found yourself leaning on Jungkook more in order to get through them.

“You think you might wanna get in the tub now?” He asked and you nodded your head slowly. Jungkook then leaned over and kissed your forehead before leading you towards the bathroom.

[requiem626k]

Hi again it has been a while since I interacted HAHA

I hope you're doing well! Not sure if you've seen these but here are the links anyway.

https://youtu.be/LhXfd5DUQxM

https://youtu.be/JfcMEMmSOFE

Just some AA crack :)

- 🎹 anon

HII 🎹 ANON! Missed you hehe. I’m doing good, just a bit tired but good. What about you? 💕

AND AGAKXNSXKSNXLSNX OH MY GOOOOOD I’VE BEEN CACKLING AT THE SCREEN FOR LIKE 15 MINUTES 😭😭😭😭

THESE ARE SO BEAUTIFUL OMG. THE FIRST ONE PLEASE I’m refusing to believe that they were all IRL lawyer quotes 😭. They most certainly didn’t sound too out of character for Phoenix and Apollo though 😂

Phoenix trying to gain time in the last case of JFA be like 💀✨

I LOST IT AT KLAVIER’S “oral.” AHXLSNXSLXNSLXNS MY GOOOOOD.

AND SKXNSXMSX THE SECOND VIDEO- I lost it at Lana’s interrogation I- WTH 😭. PHOENIX NO.

Gant as a doctor though… It’s giving me trauma 💀. Imagine him explaining once in every 5 mins how healthy swimming is 💀💀

These are such beautiful gems PLEASE ily for sharing them with me 😂❤️

[intrepidmare]

MARE'S RECAPS ~ THE MANDALORIAN: CHAPTER 11 "THE HEIRESS"

This week's episode was (too) short, but packed in action. Damn! It was great! My main reactions went back and forth between 😳Dank ferrik!😱 🤣cackling up like mad😂 and 😍awwww!😊 That's it. I spent the 30 min that it lasted that way. Between the rough landing, the crate scene, and meeting with old/new people it was a roller coaster ride of emotions.

I'm sharing my full thoughts about it below, so quick reminder to those avoiding spoilers —which might be useless at this point, tbh— to skip this and add the tags #mare's mando recaps, #the mandalorian season 2 spoilers, and #mando spoilers to your blacklist so you don't see spoilers from me. You've been warned.

Let's get to the fun.

At this point, I'm questioning if the Razor Crest will survive the season. I mean, since I saw the first trailer I suspected that Din would crash the Crest more than once and I was super worried about its destiny, but after the last episode, I felt a bit less concerned about it. Obviously, the ship survives enough to take the clan of 2 back to Nevarro —which they'll visit in chapter 13? 14? 15? 16?—, so my theory that it'd sink into the bottom of the sea in what now we know is Trask was put back. I convinced myself that Mando was going to land in it without incident. Watching the Crest falling into the water in the port was both shocking and hilarious. Seriously?! Can anything else can happen to that ship until it's absolutely beyond repair?

And the debatable repair that the mon calamari did? OMG! How is the Crest holding itself together, I don't know. I know traveling fast is safer for Din and the baby but going in hyperdrive doesn't seem very safe with the ship in those conditions. Just saying!

The frog folks were adorable in this episode! Can we have more wholesome things like that, please? So loving and just cute how the couple was reunited. I need more of that. A question though. I'm far from being a biologist or anything close to that but should fertilized frog eggs and tadpoles develop that fast? The whole episode timeline was what… 48 hours, 72 tops? The egg was fertilized, developed, tadpole hatched and grown in less than 3 days?! Or even a week! Seems a little far-fetched.

The frog lady was just stellar accepting to take care of the baby while Mando assaulted the freighter, but my question this: how the hell Mando knew where she and her husband live? The last we knew they went separate ways at the cantina, so how did he find them?

Can we talk about how great is baby Yoda having a friend now? It was beyond adorable watching him happy when the tadpole hatched, then playing with it. He didn't want to leave! And Din's "You're going to stay here, so I want you to be respectful and mind your manners. You know what I'm talking about" and "No, I have enough pets." 😂😂😂 Hilarious and such a dad things to say.

Talking about pets, the baby was referred to as such 2 or 3 times in the episode. And Din calling the baby his "friend" what was that?! I was like…. No, Din. He is your SON! Not to mention that he's under the impression that he'll give him up soon. Such a fool in denial. His words never match with his actions where the baby is concerned. I think if that popular fan theory that (possibly) Moff Gideon will kidnap the baby comes true, that's what going to make Din realize fully that leaving the child for good with the Jedis is going to be excruciating.   

There were so many parallels in this episode to Chapter 3. So, so many! Especially when it came to Mandalorian culture. Last season, we learned about the Nevarro covert and their views, now we see the view of other Mandos. The identity crisis coming in Din's way is MONUMENTAL! That poor boy is going to suffer so much. Bo-Katan telling him that the Child of the Watch is a cult, damn! That was brutal. In a way, I understand why she thinks that (certainly, there are some aspects of the Nevarro covert ways that could indicate that) but I think we're not seeing the whole picture yet and I'd rather reserve my definitive opinion for later. I have a theory that I'll share in a separate post later.

Other parallels were:

Also to chapter 3: Both Paz and Bo-Katan remarking on Mandalorians are stronger together and in numbers. Also, the standoff of Din against the Quarren/Guild Hunters and being helped by Mandos.

(A bit) Chapter 6: Din against Droids/Troopers and taking the brunt of their assault before eliminating them.

To chapter 7: both the Mandalorian who rescued Din as a child and Bo-Katan stretching out their hands to draw him out of a bunker/pool.

Just like the Razor Crest, Din needs to be more careful with the prams! This is THIRD that is lost or broken! But thankfully it kept the baby safe from the mamacore. And Din can't swim. I don't think he knows how which makes throwing himself after the baby really brave AND stupid. Of course, he would go after his son, but he didn't think what he was doing! The whole thing had me suspicious since the cantina. That Quarren chuckling while negotiating with Mando boded nothing good. Much less the insistence to watch the mamacore. When I saw the crate, I freaked out so bad. I knew what was coming and none of my screams did nothing to stop it.

Predictions

So the next chapter: Ahsoka! 

I have the feeling that Chapter 12 will have a lot of parallels to chapter 4. Not in terms of helping villagers (like in chapter 9) but more in Mando's foolish desire to leave baby Yoda in what he thinks are more capable hands. Last season was fierce motherly Omera, who he knew would take care of the baby as her own, and now, it'll be Ahsoka, who understand the force and could train him. But just as happened before, at the end of the episode, Din and baby will continue their journey together.

[helly-watermelonsmellinfellon]

The excessive lag is gone. DbD usually lags a bit normally, so it’s back to the usual kind of lag that doesn’t ruin gameplay for the most part.

My teammates somehow managed to break Haunted Grounds every time the Clown found me. However, I managed to mind-game him a shit ton and wasted his time. When he failed to down me after the 3rd Haunted Grounds was up, he rage-quit! XD

Load into a lobby with a streamer, so I pull up his stream to here what his side is like while I play. He praised me for leading a Leatherface on a 3-Gen Chase, especially since he thought the rest of the lobby was like Rank 10 and under. The others weren’t very good tbh. Rank 15s. Still, I get downed in the chapel, right at the window you have to vault. Streamer is doing a Gen outside the building and was like, ‘oh man, it was a good run tho’. I pushed my body up against the window and made Leatherface vault instead of pick me up. 4 times in a row. And streamer is like, ‘did he just slug her, what’s going on?’ so I say in his chat, ‘I’ve tricked this twit into vaulting this window 4 times already!’. I had the time to type after all. By the 6th vault, I had distracted him long enough for another Gen to get done, and the streamer’s was about to finish too. I used Unbreakable just in time for Adrenaline to pop, and the streamer was cackling! We all Escaped!

I decided to be ballsy by trying to get killers to whiff when carrying Survivors to Hooks! And it worked! I did this to a Legion for an entire match and got face-camped at the end because I made him unable to Hook anyone. And you know what? He still failed. Yui had Borrowed Time and I guess he didn’t realize that you can unHook from different angles now so blocking the front wasn’t going to work. He got blinded by 2 Flashlights in the process and we all got out.

Bought Kate because I had enough Shards to. I did this just so I can do all those challenges demanding I use Windows of Opportunity. Also I wanted Dance With Me for ninja builds.

Decided to do a Challenge requiring me to get Flashlight saves, and my aiming with the Flashlight isn’t good on a normal day, let alone when they’re bugged. But I tried so hard! I played so much more aggressively than ever before! And I got some Blinds!

Bruh, if you decide to dedicate 2 of your Perk slots to something that can be broken in a few seconds, you choosing to DC when things don’t pan out, is pathetic. The whole using Undying in combo with other Hex Perks is legit used by everyone now and half the Killers who use it rage-quit if things don’t work out. If all Totems are broken before any Gens get done, Killer DCs. If Undying is broken first, quickly followed by Ruin, Killer DCs. If Undying isn’t the Hex broken first, but the other is broken steadily in order as it hops around, Killer DCs. Like, it seems like a great Perk, it’s just the majority of people using it aren’t very good apparently.

TWITCHORTREAT is a redeem code for a Trapper Charm. Trap-O-Lantern.

I got downed and my team managed to corner the Trapper and make him walk into his own trap! The whole game this moron walked into his own traps all the time. I don’t play him often but I’m pretty sure his traps are outlined in like red or yellow, right? Surely it’s easy to avoid them even when not being corralled into them?

NO-ED users like to act tough if they manage to get a hit in when it’s active, but if someone cleanses it, they’re “toxic” and “mean”.

I got to experience Mindbreaker for the first time. Didn’t even know it existed before today. It was a Mindbreaker/Ruin combo and it sucked! Still Escaped but it took forever! That is the Perk I hate most. I have decided this. Not having Sprint Burst automatically able to be used unnerved me so much.

How does a Rank 1 Survivor not know how to sneak around a Killer when they’re face-camping but only facing one direction? Like, Blight legit was only facing the left(toward where the doors are) and someone could have come from the right or behind and his dumb ass would have seen nothing until it was done. She had Borrowed Time and Urban Evasion too. She was healthy, never been Hooked, and had Borrowed Time. She could have sneaked up silently and done it. Instead I got left to die because she chose to pace back and forth behind a wall for A FUCKING MINUTE!

I did a ninja build a lot today! Dance With Me, Iron Will, Lithe, and Quick & Quiet! I fucked with this Leatherface so bad and it was the best thing ever! I Escaped, got 5 Flashlight Blinds on him, and lost him in every Chase, I love this build so much!

I was gonna save this dude. It was just us and 1 Gen left. The Gen was half done. I slip by Ghost Face while he goes to kick the Gen, and right as I get there the dude kills himself on his first Hook! And I just stopped running and stood in front of his hook for a few seconds, just staring in aggravation. Then I teabagged to get the frustration out. Ghost Face joins me so we’re just teabagging this broken Hook, and then he leads me to the Hatch and lets me go. It was the Killer’s first game as Ghost Face and they sent me a friend request. We’ve played some swf matches together already.

There’s something wrong with the Feng Min bloodweb. It freezes my game so I can’t click on anything, and is the only bloodweb to freeze the game. I tried every other one on Survivor and Killer and nothing bad happened.

OKAY! We get the saloon map, Feng Min has a Key and she’s swf with Ace. They put on that Offering for the Hatch to spawn in the shack. It’s a Clown. He downs Feng Min after Ace and I finish a Gen. We all converge to try and help. Bill and Ace distract so she can go to a pallet. I’m blending into a bush nearby. Clown successfully chases the other two away and goes to pick up. I morph out of the bush and slam the pallet down. Feng Min goes free and runs. He gives Chase. He gets her in the tiny walled off room and has to break the doors first to get out. Then he comes out to see where the nearest Hook is. It’s in the street between the saloon and the shack this time. He goes and picks her up and I have the small idea to try and get a blind when he comes out the doorway. I aim and go for it. He has nowhere to turn with Bill blocking behind him, and he walks off the balcony. The beam of the Flashlight shrinks and I get a notification for rescuing Feng Min from his grasp, mid-air! She’s on top of his head for like 3 seconds, and I continue to chain blind him while he stands there and she runs. He Disconnected!

I wish I was recording that so much.

[sailorbellewrites]

Fools Rush In... VII

characters — yoongi x reader (ft. members of bts and other original characters)

summary — min yoongi, music executive and perpetual bachelor, marries a las vegas stripper he’s only known for six months. chaos ensues.

inspiration —  fools rush in (1997 rom-com starring salma hayek and matthew perry)

information — a drabble series loosely based on the 1997 movie fools rush in. drabbles not posted in any linear order and written as a creative writing outlet. 

warnings — mentions of sex work; age-difference; light sugar daddy themes; smut; light angst (specifically in parts V & VI).

I - II - III - IV - V - VI - VII - VIII - IX - X - XI

VII — suga (ft. jimin)

Yoongi fucked up.

Or at least that’s what he thinks when Jimin hands him two large stacks of 20 dollar bills. He’s sure it’s no less than $5,000 USD, but he won’t count it. It’s not the first time he’s seen that amount of cash up close, but it looks strange coming from his friend’s hands. “Can you please, please try to have a good time for once?” The younger male begs him, blond fringe damp with sweat and sticking to his forehead. “Who comes to a strip club angry?”

“Someone who is forced to come to a strip club.”

“No one forced you to come here,” Jimin laughs, shoving his hands in his pockets. Yoongi hates how comfortable he looks in this environment. The man always looked like he belonged, regardless of where he was. He was like a chameleon, able to shift and fit in anywhere. Yoongi envied him—having that kind of ability was critical in his industry. Why a pretty boy like Jimin had it was anyone’s guess. “You know this is better than sitting in your hotel room.”

“My hotel room doesn’t smell like overpriced beer and cheap perfume.”

“Lighten up! You were fine with the smell when it was on your ex—”

“I will bury your body in the desert.”

“I left a note in my apartment saying that if I came up missing, it was you.” Yoongi rolled his eyes, shifting his sights to two girls spinning around each other on the same pole. They looked almost angelic, the white of their outfits contrasting nicely against the dark walls of the club. He had half a mind to record the act and send it to one of his artists as inspiration for a music video, but decided against it. He didn’t want to capture them without their permission and he certainly didn’t want to talk to them to ask for it. Jimin heeds his gaze. “You think they’re cute? Want me to get you a lap dance?” 

“No, thank you.”

“Aww, come on! They’re fun. When was the last time you had even one beautiful girl rubbing up on you? Knowing how much of a bore you are, it’s had to have been years. And we’ve all seen your ex, so we know she doesn’t count.” 

Yoongi rolls his eyes at Jimin’s exaggeration. They both knew that Yoongi was in a position to have sex whenever and where ever he wanted. But he had been bored by his options lately; work always seemed more fun, more fulfilling, more worthwhile than the quickies he could have in his office. It had been a few months since he invited anyone over. Jimin didn’t understand, of course; he was made for the bachelor lifestyle.

“Let me get you at least one.”

“No.”

“Why? You don’t trust me?”

“Absolutely not.”

“I’m getting one you one anyways,” he declares, promptly running off before Yoongi can stop him. He leans back on the couch that he has taken residency on, hands curling around the cash in his lap as he shuts his eyes. He hates Las Vegas; he hates all the lights and all the people running around flaunting their lack of shame; he hates how everything looks so alive when it’s all so clearly dead. He wants to be home, in Seoul, in his bed. He wants to be a bad friend and not travel with Jimin whenever the man demands. He wants to sleep.

He isn’t sure how long he sits there by himself—it could have been two minutes, but it just as easily could have been twenty. Time, Yoongi thinks, does not work the same in Vegas. Eventually, though, he hears a loud, cackling laugh paired with the familiar tinkling of Jimin’s giggles. “This is who you want me to dance for?” A voice says, clearly amused.

“You should see him at parties,” Jimin replies. Yoongi takes this moment to crack his eyes open. A grimace settles onto his face as the first thing his eyes land on are a series of thin black leather straps criss-crossing around pushed up cleavage. His eyes follow the road of straps running up a smooth chest and neck before they land on a face—a gorgeous face—holding an amused grin. Jimin snickers as he says, “Yoongi, I made a friend. She will dance for you.”

Yoongi’s eyes snap to Jimin now as he says, “No.”

“Oh come on—”

“Don’t be nervous,” you speak up suddenly, the grin on your face turning into a more genuine smile as you take a small step forward, reaching out a hand towards him. Yoongi cocks an eyebrow up at the move, making you laugh. “Oh come on, I don’t bite. It’s fun.”

“And I already paid her,” Jimin speaks up. “So you have to do it or you owe me a lot of money.”

“She can dance for you then,” Yoongi responds, though his eyes stay on you and your expectant gaze.

“I already have a dancer waiting for me.”

“How much money would I owe you, then?”

“A lot,” he stresses, in a way that has you rapidly nodding in agreement. “So get your ass off this couch and go.” Yoongi lets out an annoyed huff, mentally weighing out how much money he would be willing to drop in order to avoid getting a lapdance, before deciding that the idea in itself was idiotic. Slowly, he makes his way to his feet, shoving the money in his pocket before gesturing for you to lead the way. Jimin lets out a self congratulatory cheer as you begin to lead Yoongi away from the public couches and towards the ornate gold and black doors labeled Champagne Room. 

“I don’t want you to dance for me,” he says as soon as you shut the door of the room. He refuses to even sit down on the leather couches, eyes routinely focused on your form as you turn to face him fully. He takes in your entire outfit now, noting how the tiny shorts have three extra straps resting on and above your hips and how tall you look in platform stiletto boots. A classic red lip and curled hair made you look especially sinful to him; Jimin clearly knew what he was doing by asking you for the private dance. 

“You know it costs at least two grand to reserve this room. I have to—”

“Waste his money.”

Your brows pinch together in confusion. “Excuse me?”

“I didn’t want to come here anyways. No offense to what you do, but strip clubs aren’t my thing.”

“None taken,” you say with a shrug.

“So don’t dance. Don’t give me what he paid for. Just… sit here.”

“Sit here for an hour?” You question cheekily.

“He reserved you for an hour?” Yoongi asks incredulously, shocked by his friend’s willingness to drop that amount of cash at a strip club. Jimin wasn’t hurting for money, but he wasn’t a frivolous spender either. Unlike some of their friends who dropped cash for sport, Jimin always seemed a bit more careful about what he chose to swipe his card on. Yoongi saw no less than $10,000 USD leave his friend’s hands. 

“Technically, dances only last thirty minutes, but he paid more because he liked my name.” At your words, Yoongi lifts his eyebrow. You stick out your hand for him to shake, stating, “I forgot to introduce myself. Hi, I’m Suga Baby.” Yoongi can’t help it. He laughs. It’s a deep, hearty laugh that shows all his teeth and gums. Jimin must have thought he hit the jackpot. “Hey, what’s so funny?” You question, trying to sound offended although your own giggles at his laughter betrays you.

“Your name… it’s just… similar to mine,” Yoongi laughs out, noting how you seem to smile wider at his words.

“Your name is Baby?”

“Suga,” he answers, coming down from his high. “Or that’s what people call me at work.”

“Tell me why.” You request, your head cocked to the side in curiosity, eyes open wide in a way Yoongi isn’t prepared for. You look interested, and not in the way that women in Yoongi’s circle tend to look “interested” when asking him about work—no, not like that. You look at him as though you actually care about the story he has to tell.

So he tells you. He tells you about his name and his company and his friendship with Jimin. He tells you why he’s in Vegas and why he was in New York City before that and New Orleans before that. He finds himself sitting next to you on a plush velvet couch as he asks why they call you Suga Baby and if you like stripping and who your worst client was. You press your hand against his shoulder as you tell him how your family reacted to your job and your favorite coworkers and your upcoming vacation to Los Angeles. And before he knows it, his hour with you is almost up and all you two have done is talked.

So he tells you, then, that he doesn’t want to stop talking to you. That he wishes he could spend more time with you than this because it is the most relaxed he has been since coming to the city. 

And he doesn’t expect much to come from it; doesn’t even know why he’s sharing these words with you, but it feels right. And it feels right when you tell him to wait for you at his car because you want to keep talking to him too. And it feels right when he stumbles out of the Champagne Room and tells Jimin to find his own way to the hotel. And it feels right when you run outside 15 minutes later, sweatpants low on your hips and a too tight sports bra digging into your shoulders because it was the only clean thing you had. And it feels right when you slip into the passenger seat with a smile that he can’t place quite yet, waving off his concerns of getting you in trouble with a simple request to, “just drive.”

So he does and it feels right. 

[theinvisibledoodlewizard]

I was drawing the comic I posted yesterday over at my Grandparents’ house while we were fixing dinner for them. I’d just finished the line art for this panel.

No color yet but I liked the way it looked, so I turned my pad to show my sister. She liked it. Grandma made a move like she wanted to see it, so it turned it around so she could see. (She hasn’t seen Owl House so she was slightly confused). To my right my 90 year old Grandpa, with macular degeneration, seemed to slouch. He usually just brushes off the things I draw with, “I can’t see it anyway”. And yes, he is legally blind. He seemed sad that he couldn’t see this thing I’d drawn, that I obviously was kinda proud of. I felt really bad for him, so I turned it around for him to see. After overcoming the initial shock, I hadn’t tried to show him something in a good long time, he leaned forward and tried his very hardest to see what I’d drawn. I nearly cried right there. He leaned back into his chair again and asked, “A one eyed monster?” I was slightly sad, but I could understand it. Not wanting to hurt his feelings I say “Yep!” as happily as I can. Grandma rolls her eyes slightly, but the room is kinda dreary. I go to coloring it. About five minutes into that, Pa says “Pedro Gonzales!” No one had expected it so we just sat there for a minute. “What?” I ask. “That little monster you drew,” he replied, “Name him Pedro Gonzales.” I don’t know what to do. “Ok!” I say. He’s really getting into this, moving around more than I’ve seen him do in a while! “You could draw a comic strip for that! And draw a bunch of Pedros! One Pedro, two Pedro! Three Pedro!” I’m cackling! I start plotting out in my head what he looks like so I can draw him when I get home! Then my Dad comes in and it’s time to get Pa in bed. As he rolls by, (he sits on his walker while Dad pushes him) he stops to give us goodnight kisses. As he goes back to the bedroom I shout (he doesn’t have his hearing aids in) “I’ll make sure to work on Pedro!” Dad doesn’t know what’s going on, but Pa seems really touched. We get them all in bed and head home. Dad is really hungry, needs to get into the shower. I’m about to explode in the backseat of the truck, I can’t wait to draw Pedro! We get home, I get changed, and plop down on the couch. Dad gets in the shower, but I’m still sitting there by the time he gets out. It’s been 15 min, but I don’t think I’ve been sitting there for more than 2 min. He tells me to stop messing with my pad and go get dinner. During dinner I’m so excited that I’m not really hungery. After dinner, almost before desert I’m back at it again! I’ve colored him now and only need a design for him name. I’m squealing over there, so I explain it to my Mom and Dad. They smile, as I show them...

Meet Pedro! My grandpa thought he’d given my a simple teddy bear from a store... But with him really trying to see my drawing, then naming the cartoon he saw in it, and being that excited about it! He’d given me a golden teddy bear, studded with 10000 carrot diamonds! It means SO much to me! And with my cousin not being able to keep a job, seeing that I love drawing so much helped Pa know that I had something I could make money at. I’m not yet... but maybe in the future! Hope you like Pedro! He’s my very special present from my Pa! You’ll be seeing him a lot probably! Owl House doesn’t belong to me... that’s for entertainment. BUT PEDRO GONZALES SURE DOES!!! He’s mine! I love him so much! Pa and Pedro!

[jayandkay]

New year, new blog

Well, after agreeing three years ago to set up a blog, we’ve finally done it. 

Well, I’ve finally done it. J’s too busy having an existential crisis. 

New year, new blog, man! 

As a reward for signing up to numerous blogging websites and thereby infecting my email account with all sorts of spam (never want to see the words harder and longer ever again pls and tnx), I’m treating myself to the first post. 

I’ve been meaning to set some new year’s resolutions but Jan 1 came and went, and then Jan 2 came and went, and then Jan 3 came and lingered awkwardly before making an excuse about needing to pick up a parcel and so on. Now it’s Jan 29 (Jan 30 in 15 mins) and I feel like I should probably do it. 

NY RESO #1: sort out my sleeping pattern 

she writes, hunkered over her laptop at 23:48 in the dead of night, when most of her colleagues have already entered their second REM cycle. 

No, but seriously, I need to sort it out. I was actually great at having a proper sleeping pattern whilst in secondary school, and I think, throughout college, but then university happened and it all went downhill from there. When I graduated I promised myself that I would finally become an adult by sorting it out but then I got into law school muhahaha. When I started my job I promised myself I would sort it out. When I moved to my next team I promised myself I would sort it out. When I qualified I promised myself I would sort it out. When I moved teams again I promised myself I would sort it. When I went to sleep last night/this morning at 1.13am I promised myself I would sort it out. So I’m gonna sort it out. 

23:54

Starting tomorrow. 

NY RESO #2: lose some weight*

Ach, I hate myself for even writing this but truth is I’m genetically predisposed to a ton of stuff and the last thing I need to do is set it all on fire by eating another KFC flamin’ wrap. 

*edit: this is now being changed to MOVE MORE because Rachel read this and had a go at me about it. So I don’t want to lose some weight, I just wanna move more. 

NY RESO #3: read more 

This is always gonna be a resolution cos I can always read more (everyone can always read more). Unlike my sleeping pattern, I’ve actively worked on this and improved dramatically. Studying law killed off any passion I’ve had for it, but slowly and surely I’ve reacquainted myself with the delights of pages and words and characters and not burning my retinas by rewatching Friends for the 15th time.

NY RESO #4: write more 

This is a start so I’m basically halfway there.

NY RESO #5: be happy

I KNOW, I KNOW, IT’S LIKE WHEN YOU WERE SIX AND HAD TO WRITE ABOUT WHAT YOU WANTED TO BE WHEN YOU WERE OLDER AND THAT ANNOYING KID (me) WROTE THAT THEY WANTED TO BE ‘HAPPY’, NOT REALISING HAPPINESS DOESN’T PAY FOR A ZONE 1-2 TRAVELCARD OR A 2 BEDROOM FLAT ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE M25. 

But last year was spent in waves of sadness (for no actual reason) and I spent a lot of the year worrying and stressing and then it was gone. I don’t want to do that again.

Five feels like a good number at which to stop. I have no idea how to actually gauge any of this- I haven’t set a number of books to read, or a number of pages to write etc. I’m just gonna look back at this at the end of the year and assess whether I can read this back without spiralling into shame. 

Ok it’s 00:04 and I can already hear my first resolution cackling. 

[famder-news]

Video Review Wednesday: Dealing with INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS

Hello, everyone!!! Before we begin, I wanted to let y’all know that due to the new-ness of this video, ALL of our normal top-of-the-post chatter, including the characters in the video and the length of the video, will be under the cut in order to avoid spoilers. This post will remain not properly tagged as well; at least, it sill remain so until 2 weeks after the video’s been up to refrain from spoilers. Mobile users, just,... scroll REALLY FAST!!!

Watch the NEWEST Sanders Sides video HERE!!! (But make sure to read the warning card at the start of the video first!!! Keep yourselves safe!!!)

SO!!! To be fair, I was going to write a video review for Selfishness Vs Selflessness. BUT!!! This video is New and Exciting and we’re going to review it!!! Unlike other Sanders Sides Reviews, I’ll be writing about this one as I watch it!! I’ll be numbering my thoughts as I go under Stray Thoughts plus my random thoughts that might be wrong about the video’s content, along with the time in the video (

put in parenthesis and then italicized

) that I thought of it so that you guys can keep up. I’m really excited to watch this, so let’s go!!!

Video Length: 41:16

Characters In Order Of Appearance: Thomas, Virgil, Patton, Roman, Logan, [DATA EXPUNGED]

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Our video starts with!!!! A CONTENT WARNING!!! The first content warning placed in-video for Thomas’s content, save for possibly Accepting Anxiety because I’m not about to go and check. Then (ignoring the ad), the video opens with a LATE and TOTALLY PANICKING Thomas getting ready to film. I noticed that he looked REALLY tired, but at this point I’m pretty sure it’s Thomas and not Virgil.

Then, the intro card!!!

Thomas is... in a bath robe, obviously exhausted, and trying to film his video. He’s rambling, he’s exhausted, he looks like the emotional equivalent of getting hit by a bus, AAAND Virgil and Patton show up when Thomas is like “yeah everything has gone to SHIT.” Patton looks.... Surprisingly anxious, even for him. Virgil agrees to try and change the subject, but Virgil looks FAR more tired than normal. His eyeshadow is darker than it’s been in a long, long time.

And then Roman appears RIGHT as they’re trying to change the subject. Patton and Virgil won’t tell Roman what’s going on; weird, to be honest. BUT since they’re lying, I’m pretty sure Deceit will appear (2:10). Roman insists that he wants to know what’s going on. Thomas AND Virgil both said Ro wouldn’t want to know, and Patton’s just trying to help kep Ro distracted, and failing miserably.

AND HEEEERES LOGAN!!! Who gets IMMEDIATELY roasted because he’s pretty sure the whole Thomas Feeling Bad thing is because of Lee and Mary Lee VS The Callback. He calls Patton and Virgil’s reactions an over-reaction only to get roasted because of Logan’s self-defined state of having no feelings. Cue the falsehood screech when he gets called out, and then Roman’s STILL trying to figure out what’s going on.

AND LOGAN DAMN NEAR REVEALED IT!!! and EVERYONE starts yelling at him to SHUT HIS MOUTH!!! To be honest, I’ve never seen this happen in ANY Sanders Side video--Like, sure, we’ve had 1 side yell at another, but THIS? Dang...

HE WAS GONNA SAY INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS!!! HOT DAMN LOGAN, YOU GO!!! And NOW I know why there was so much yelling!!! Thomas wants to Not Think About It!!!

And now they’re talking about a movie (that I, Mod Wheat, have never seen), and Thomas... Spaces out. And has an Intrusive Thought. AND holy shit THERE ARE hands BEHIND rOMAN’S TV!!!!!!!

Ladies and Gents, introducing our Newest Side: Bastard Man!!! He’s got the world’s most COMICAL mustache and, honestly, his appearance is Unnerving. But, that’s probably the point!!! I had to pause the video because of my yelling about the new side, so... Back to the vid!!!

And OH WOW, Patton and Virgil are SCARED SHITLESS of him!!! And now Bastard has a staff!!! WHAT IS GOING ON!!! IT WAS A MACE NOT A STAFF HE HIT ROMAN!!! BASTARD MAN IS A DOUCHE!!!!

And NOW we can call Bastard Man Duke!!! I... Don’t know how I feel about how Roman was handled.

AND: MUSICAL NUMBER!!! Duke jumps STRAIGHT into an adam and eve comparison, and we have Virgil and Patton looking uncomfortable and nauseous. AND THEN HE STARTS SINGING ABOUT GETTING THE SCARY PIECES OF CREATIVITY!!! Which, base don the fact that Thomas canonically and IRL doesn’t like Scary Content, is... Weird. And the other sides... Can’t seem to get this New Boi to STFU. WILD.

DECEIT KIND OF APPEARS!!! MY SNAKE SON!!! STOPPED HOLDING DUKE BACK!!! Honestly, it looks like Duke took Dee venting about the whole Lee and Mary Lee situation WAY OUT OF HAND, but still!!!

and NOW we get into more interesting material!!! Duke starts running through... What I would call intrusive thoughts. Licking the blowhole of a dolphin? Wild. Best friend shut inside a coffin? ALSO Wild, but in a less good way.

And Duke just straight-up saying “YEAH you’re a BAD PERSON because you THINK these things????” Like... Holy SHIT, dude. If I had to guess, Duke is Intrusive Thoughts. We’ll see if I’m right.

Music ends, and Duke claims he’s Thomas’s Creativity. But, only a piece of it. The piece that goes to the gore and the scary and the “juicy stuff”, as Duke puts it.

And then they talk about Jeffery Dahmer... Thomas tries to get the Duke to shut up, which only succeeds in getting the Duke to... NOT shut up.

And then they get into WHAT the Duke is. He’s half of Thomas’s creativity--the half that he’s squirreled away, banished as bad imagination. This, in turn, led to the Duke being experienced as Intrusive Thoughts by Thomas. Which, at about 15 minutes into the video, shouldn’t be where they leave the defining off.

And then... Virgil says that Thomas is, inherently, NOT the good person he wants to be. Because of the intrusive thoughts caused by the Duke. Now, I don’t know much about how intrusive thoughts perpetuate, but I DO know that having them doesn’t inherently make you a bad person; it’s when you ACT on them (and by them I mean the WORST ones) that you are.

After that, Virgil tries to claim that the Duke is, well, kind of useless because some thoughts have no meaning. Which is great!!! Except that he immediately crumbles afterwards, stating that clearly they MUST have a purpose otherwise why would they have been thought? this goes on to claiming that the thoughts aren’t Thomas’s, and that therefore means Thomas is innocent. Which... doesn’t end well, since only Thomas can think Thomas’s thoughts.

I’m going to... SKIP a bunch of content here, since I’m 20 minutes in and I want to finish the post before I hit a word limit or my power goes out aka I got distracted watching the video akdfhklshd, so we’re jumping to... LOGAN!!!

Logan starts debunking the Duke, running through why the Duke exists at all as well as the fact that the Duke having as much power as he does is because of Patton and Virgil. Virgil, because the thoughts make him anxious and make the anxiety jump WAY through the roof, and Patton because Patton doesn’t want to just... leave the thoughts be and let them happen.

And with this reveal, and the use of Logic to dismantle the Duke, we are left with several things to think of; the fact that intrusive thoughts can be combated with Logic, the fact that if you just relax and let them go they can’t hurt you (very much), and the Duke’s name: Remus.

After that, Remus nyooms off to... wherever Remus goes, and Roman’s back to consciousness!!! God bless you Roman, we missed you!!! And then... Roman apologizes to Logan for calling him a name!!! Score!!! And then Thomas is feeling alright, and HE THANKS LOGAN AND CALLS LOGAN COOL!!!! AND MY GOD!!! MY SMART SON!!! LOOKS SO BAMBOOZLED BUT LIKE CONTENT!!!! HELL YEAH!!!

And Remus pops back up one more time, Roman reveals that he doesn’t LIKE Remus because Remus is all the BAD things bout creativity, and then it’s Thomas and Virgil. And BOY OH BOY does Virgil have ONE HELL OF A REVEAL!!! For the sake of those whose mobile doesn’t scroll fast enough, I won’t spoil it (even though I’ve spoiled pretty much most of the episode), since SOME things must be discovered for their own merit!!!

And then... it’s the end of the video!!! It’s confirmed that the Thomas that does the Ads in the beginning of the longer videos is the Sanders-verse canon Thomas!!! Really interesting take, honestly!!!

End Card:

Remus is the Trash Man. He eats the deodorant while watching Thomas, it’s fucking WILD!!! And then at the LAST SECOND, Remus pops up like “There’s a snake in my butt!!!” like HELL YEAH REMUS YOU GO REMUS!!!

Stray Thoughts:

(1) The music cover for the content warning is a Bop tbfh (like 4 seconds in)

(2) I know the robe is probably a bad thing but I am LIVING for the tired robe life. Reminds me of college student horse shit surrounding engineering finals (1:42)

(3) “It’s Virgil, everybody give it up for the purp man...” has me CACKLING (3:55)

(4) I do not LIKE the bastard man... But god DAMN does he look good in Green (6:22)

(5) When Duke said Thomas Lacked Imagination after knocking Roman out and then yeeted STRAIGHT into an Adam and Eve thing... Makes me wonder if he can control the Imagination too :/ (6:54)

(6) Ok as much as I don’t like the Duke he is just... a litel creatchure... he canot change this... (17:35)

(7) The duke is... Growing on me. Still doesn’t take Dee’s spot as my favorite, but he’s a Chaotic Neutral at its finest. (25-ish mins in)

Quotes:

"It’s Virgil.... Everybody give it up for the purp man...” -Thomas, un-enthused

"Roman is sort of like Netflix kids and family. He’s the option that you select if you want to--” “Block out all the juicy stuff!!!” -Logan & Duke

“Either way, you’re not my creativity.” “Yeah! That’s the brave, handsome, unbeatable ROMAN!” *Roman, still unconscious and mumbling things* -Thomas, Patton, and Roman

“There’s a snake in my butt!!!” -Remus

This was a super good episode!!! I really like Remus, even though he could, admittedly, be taken to be More Evil than Deceit currently is. I need to watch and re-watch the video to have more theories about it, but I am LOVING our newest side and I cannot WAIT for an episode with both Remus AND Dee in it. It’d be a pretty interesting episode!!!

- Mod Wheat