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[garf-lover96]

if i'm posting this then that means i finished playing The Veilguard!! i don't have as much experience with the Dragon Age series as a long time fan would (i started with Inquisition earlier this year, go easy on me if i get anything wrong) but i wanted to write a review of my own anyway, because i've been yapping about it to everyone around me (i'm pretty sure they're all sick of me by now)

first of all, i went into the game with practically 0 spoilers about the main story and the companion quests. the only thing i knew for sure was that everyone on the internet seemed to absolutely LOATHE this game, which honestly saved me from the disappointment i would've felt if i'd assumed that it'd be any comparable to Inquisition... well, now i know that it's definitely not

★★★

1. gameplay

getting the obvious point out of the way, it was pretty jarring to me to transition from the more tactical style of the previous game to just spamming my console pad buttons like i'm used to doing in Genshin Impact for instance (not that i was any good at playing the Inquisition, i never figured out how to build my characters and i probably never will...). i can't say anything about the general difficulty of the enemies because i immediately picked the easiest mode, out of fear of perpetually getting my ass kicked (again). it was quite fun though!! i felt a little silly for enjoying it more because it was kind of dumbed down but what can i say.. i guess i'm just the spamming buttons kind of guy after all. also i think the companions warning you about the enemies around is pretty cool!! they've saved my ass from getting nuked a lot of times already

that being said, i'm definitely picking a harder mode for my next playthrough (yes, i'm already getting ready for it. i think i got brainwashed)

2. main story/writing

again, definitely dumbed down in comparison to Inquisition, but at least i didn't have any trouble keeping up with the lore... i do however have a bone to pick with whoever was in charge of writing the dialogues in this game. anyone who saw at least one clip knows what i'm talking about but i got disappointed with the banter especially. a lot of the back-and-forth's left me feeling like i was waiting for a punchline that just never showed up?? and some of my Rook's 'jokes' not landing lowkey made me feel like i'm at a family dinner, but i suppose that's my own problem

FURTHERMORE i felt almost insulted at those little 'explanation' texts that sometimes popped up during quests to allude to what happened earlier. it must be that whoever wrote them thought that the players are brain dead and don't understand that the actions they take have consequences?? or was it a way to brag and basically say 'ooooh look we thought of that! you made a decision and that's why this character is acting that way! DO YOU GET IT?'. i mean for instance, when Lucanis told my Rook that he made cioccolata calda for him, i didn't need any help understanding that it's because he previously mentioned that he likes it. I'M PLAYING THIS GAME, I KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING IN IT!! but they felt the need to point it out anyway, for some reason? might be a nitpick but i seriously don't get why they felt the need to implement that

back to the story, what's most noticeable to me now that the choices just weren't painful enough, throughout the whole game. i've found myself bracing for having to hear about the consequences of my actions but they were surprisingly tame most of the time? yes, Neve was pissed at me for a little while after i saved Treviso but after advancing the story a bit we were besties again. i could also stand the companions being at least a little mad at me for flirting them up before leaving them for someone else, but i might've just been spoiled by BG3 in that aspect (Wyll's miserable expression after picking Astarion over him will forever live in my memory). i feel like making me live through a bunch of great losses in the finale was a last ditch effort to give me that 'see, your actions have consequences after all!' (it wasn't all that bad for me anyway, i only lost Harding because she sacrificed herself). but that Varric plot twist?.... i need to hunt down whoever even came up with that. it was such a cheap shot and i know it but i sobbed anyway, obviously

and anyway, the finale felt so underwhelming for me, i was seriously hoping to at least get a proper afterword and instead i just got the credits...

to alleviate some of the negativity, my favorite part of the main quest was the Weisshaupt part. really enjoyed punching the First Warden and the action was very dynamic, i was giggling joyfully

3. companions/characters

alright, i feel like this is going to be the longest point... to be honest, i wasn't expecting to get as attached to my team as i did after a while of interacting with them (excluding Lucanis because i've had an eye on him for quite a while before buying the game). there's no better way to say this though, i kind of felt like i had to gentle parent each and every one of my team members. but then, even if i didn't coddle them, i don't think i ever got a 'blank disapproves' message from them (aside from when i punched the First Warden, i think i saw Emmrich disapprove). is it even possible for the companions to not love you? it really put me off and made me lose a great portion of the immersion

commenting on Lucanis first because i'm really pissed about what's been done with him. SO UNDERWHELMING🫩🫩..... PLEASE tell me that at least the other romances aren't as much of a nothingburger as his was. i am immensely disappointed. and the final romance scene getting triggered after we just lost 3 people? tasteless. i really liked him as a character but it's like the romance wasn't even there. you're kidding me. him being possessed was such a cool concept for me but again, it was so underutilized that it started getting painful. i think i will stick to fanon Lucanis, thank you... at least his personal quest was quite interesting and Illario's betrayal did catch me off guard. i loved Spite as well and i hate that i didn't get to talk with him more!! those first possession instances were some of my favorite character moments in the game! (and i hope whoever got the idea to get rid of the smooching mechanic will burn in hell)

Emmrich on the other hand... i was seriously tempted to romance him instead and i'm still planning to do that soon. he was so charming and kind and i really loved those hand movements he did while corpse whispering. his quest was fun and i LOVED Manfred, i got a little emotional at the end when Emmrich kept saying how proud of him he is. my only qualm is that, again, the final decision didn't feel serious enough? he's been talking about becoming a lich being his biggest dream but when it came to convincing him to not do that, he just shrugged and went along with my suggestion to not go through with it, no question. it was such an easy choice for me as well, obviously i wouldn't want to lose Manfred forever?? anyway, really fun guy, i need him bad

Bellara my sweetest girl my best friend. i enjoyed her companion quest and her overall energy very much. the brother thing managed to made me a little emotional as well, especially when she first opened up about it. i flirted with her for a bit as well and she was so perfectly awkward in that time we got before i settled for Lucanis. i don't have much reason to complain about her! definitely in my top 3!

now for Taash... listen, i thought i wouldn't like them a whole lot when i first met them but they really grow on you. i didn't hate the mixed heritage thing nor the non-binary thing, although... actually using the word 'non-binary' sure was a choice. it wasn't the fact that they told me they want to start using different pronouns that broke the immersion for me, it was them using the real world terminology for the experience. i think it would've been fine if they left it at just 'neither'! i certainly don't remember Dorian telling me that he's 'gay' or 'homosexual' in Inquisition, but i still got the point when he said that he prefers the company of men. i don't know if it was the fact that queerness got more acceptable over those 10 years that made them want to mention the actual label, but fantasy settings using those is kind of my pet peeve. the non-binary name drop aside, i actually enjoyed Taash's coming out scene a lot. it was tense and awkward which felt realistic for someone with a traditional parent (as well as those jabs she made about Taash acting like a man because i've heard that sentiment myself before lol). the mother's death scene was pretty tough too, though i find it funny that every homophobic parent in Dragon Age that i'm aware of gets murdered at some point. now that sends a message. to finish off, i will just pretend that the Isabela scene at the bar didn't happen at all. so tacky and just plain annoying..... i know i would've been pissed if someone started doing fucking push ups after accidentally misgendering me

DAVRIN AND ASSAN😊😊😊😊 i know i wasn't all that fond of Davrin at the start because my Rook's joke went over his head (i hold grudges for that sort of thing sorry) but he grew on me just like Taash did. i admit i used to put off his quests because wardens just aren't that interesting to me...? that's probably a hot take and i might get stoned for it though. but once the Gloom Howler thing took off a bit it was enjoyable enough to go through. and Assan..... my favorite boy... his relationship with Davrin was so cute and i loved how Davrin warmed up to him over time. the way he kept saying that he's worried about dying because then Assan would be left alone😞 solid guy, we are friends

Neve and Harding i'll have to condense into one paragraph because i fear we didn't bond as well as i did with the others. i know that for Neve it was because i didn't save Minrathous so our relations got pretty much stunted... i felt really bad for her every time she got beat up though (at the start and the finale because i had no idea the gods would kidnap her???). i honestly just feel like i failed her and i'll try to do better on my next playthrough... for Harding it was unfortunately because i didn't find her quest very engaging. i kept zoning out in the Deep Roads until i had no idea what was going on anymore. sorry Harding (i did like her in Inquisition though)

★★★

overall, i had low expectations for Veilguard and it didn't exactly manage to exceed them. it indeed is slop and i am a little sad that i put so much of my time and effort into it

i made this thing sit in my drafts for a while so i'm fairly sure i mentioned everything i wanted to. i probably won't be editing this but maybe i'll reblog it if i have something to add after all?? and if you're someone that has actually read all that then hiiiiii i'm looking for dragon age mutuals:3 and let's discuss in the comments also if you want, i need to talk about dragon age

[oodlyenough]

dw empire of death

spoilers ofc

hm. like many RTD finales, a bit of a mixed bag. i feel less certain of my overall thoughts than last week (which i thought was a blast, tbh).

the good: i'm... pretty happy with the ruby mom reveal. this whole mystery box set up turning out to be "she was just a scared young woman who couldn't raise her baby", an ordinary woman mythologized by ruby and the doctor over the season, etc, is an extremely RTD solution. and as a fan of his stuff I liked seeing that... well... pivot to his roots as opposed to her being part of the pantheon or something (which I admit I did wonder about myself).

the *idea* of her pointing at the sign to name the baby is nice, I like the meaning of it and what Ruby takes from it, but it is a bit of a clumsy set up. very dramatic pointing, ms miller.

also as much as i was dying to see what the screen said lol i DID love the character moment of ruby stepping forward to offer the name to sutekh, only to smash it, and then clip his collar (lmfao btw). i thought that was a nice character moment for ruby. in that moment i thought perhaps we'd never find out the answer, and that would be something ruby sacrificed for the greater good. i wasn't sure how satisfying that would be and I guess I'll never have to find out bc it's not what happened lmao, but it is where i thought we might be headed.

i liked seeing the gloves and the rope from TCORR come back. i like surprise tools that will help us later :)

loved the memory tardis from the time window and the use of that tales from the tardis set. how cool.

loved the time window playing clips of classic who that's so fun. mel's moment with six's outfit awwww. and i'm sure i missed some of the namedrops of planets etc that fifteen was going on about but i liked the ones i caught. shan-shen! oodsphere!!

i thought the effects of the dust wave and the insta-crumbling was pretty good and spooky

i really like having mel around! i hope we get to see her cameo again

the mixed bag:

'the death wave is eating memories and going back through family trees in reverse' is pretty cool as a concept, i thought. where i think this hurts the resolution a bit is that in the moment i thought, "ok, well, ruby's "safe" because there's the Mystery, there's no family tree for it to climb!" but like... there was. does sutekh need to personally be aware of your family tree to kill you?

i really liked the moment of fifteen and ruby watching louise outside the coffee shop, and i really liked the moment where ruby sits down across from her and then the barista calls the name ruby and they have this look. i ... kind of found myself wishing that it would stop there? i mean, i'm happy for ruby, and i think "ruby found her bio fam and now ruby and her big family are together" is a nice ending for the character. but there was something so emotional and bittersweet about that split second of wondering and connection between the two, and ruby having that choice to make...

the goodbye between ruby and fifteen was lovely. millie gibson is so good her big watery eyes make me so sad. i've enjoyed the two of them together and i think they have incredible chemistry as characters and actors, like, what a team of besties. i'll miss ruby on the TARDIS. but ... only 10 episodes, a couple of which didn't feature them much at all... a bond that didn't get super developed on screen ... I dunno. Left me wishing we got more from them through the season.

I do know we'll see more of Ruby next season, so I'm excited for that. an s4 Martha situation. but then I also worry about Varada Sethu's character getting development time too...

the not so good:

killing off rose, kate, etc in the first minute removes stakes, because while you might worry about characters like cherry or carla who won't necessarily stick around when ruby leaves or whose deaths will impact ruby, you know rose and kate are not going to stay dead permanently. also very infinity war (derogatory) where there was the same issue -- no these characters won't stay dead and i'm not going to humour it lol

rose temple sweetie it was nice to see you stand in the background and not speak. what was that about. she FINALLY got all of two lines. it just felt like she didn't serve a lot of purpose in this ep. I mean I liked seeing her but she did not do anything to the story in either part of the ep

the solution of "death kills death" was a bit goofy lol but it's doctor who the solution is always goofy. i didn't care too much about that i guess. but it was goofy

i really think we could've used a more decisive scene with carla and ruby. carla seems to understand ruby's desire to know her bio fam and be supportive of it and that's lovely. obviously ruby loves carla and vice versa. but i think it would've been nice to have a moment of on-screen explicit acknowledgment between carla and ruby that there might be weird feelings there, that louise isn't replacing carla, something like that.

related to the above, the Doctor says Ruby redefined the way he thinks of family, which is a huge thing to say, but I don't feel like I ever saw that happening on screen. it COULD have. all the pieces are there with foundlings and foster care and adoption...

[easypeasylindyvesey]

bestie i hate to post soul crushing things about jimmy but im so pissed. they are fumbling HIM. he’s an amazing defensive forward with great hockey sense. it has me pissed.

i’m sure everyone’s sick of me talking about him, but i’m just- i’m so angry FOR HIM. they are taking HIS TIME away, casting him to the side, like mentioned in the article. the fact that he said how he feels like he has no purpose being on this team makes my blood boil with infinite rage. no athlete, no matter what sport, should EVER have to feel like they’re not enough, and they’re not appreciated, and they’re not valued, and for jim to feel like that…i could cry just thinking about it.

and i’m sure the team has (probably, maybe) told him not to worry about it, “you’ll be back in the lineup soon,” blah blah blah. and i appreciate how honest he always is with the media, along with his choice of words. those certain phrases i pointed out that he used obviously contribute to how he’s mentally not doing well, and it’s really, really sad because i’m sure we would all drop everything to help him, but the fact of the matter is, we can’t.

i don’t know how lavi thought that scratching him for ALMOST 3 STRAIGHT WEEKS seemed like a good idea. there are a bunch of other players right now that are not doing well, and jim takes the fall for their mistakes, because the coaching staff doesn’t want to admit to any of their top players being held accountable, so he’s gonna turn to a bottom sixer, ONE OF THEIR BEST DEFENSIVE FORWARDS, one of their best penalty killers, and tell him “hey, you’re scratched. sorry.”

he deserves to be part of a team and be surrounded by teammates that actually give a shit about him (not to say the current ones don’t, but hey, we don’t know what goes on behind closed doors). when i watched “all or nothing: toronto maple leafs,” they showed a clip of him sitting in kyle dubas’s office, where he’s told that he’s getting put on waivers, and you can tell that by the intonation in his voice, he was definitely not expecting that. same thing goes for when his nameplate got taken off his locker room stall & his gear bag was packed up like it meant nothing to anyone else.

that is the type of treatment he does NOT deserve. he has NOT done ANYTHING to be subjected to this bullshit the rangers are pulling. honestly, he will be gone by the trade deadline, and as much as i hate to admit it, the chances are likely high. the only thing i care about, when it comes to this scenario, is that he chooses a team or gets claimed by a team where they are actually going to notice the talent he has & be given the opportunity to showcase it. we all want the best for him. but that’s not what he’s getting right now, and no wonder why he feels like new york is not the place for him anymore.

[caeli0306]

this is going to be a longer ish chapter besties but we. are. rolling!

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When I round the back of the car, I’m greeted by a veritable armory in the trunk of Ridoc’s sedan. There are at least two dozen daggers – Violet’s weapon of choice, I’ve learned. That’s not all – crossbows, extendable metal staves, and even swords are neatly organized into foam cutouts. There are small drones, spare communicators, a loaded first aid kit that I’d love to steal for myself. 

I frown; there’s only one thing missing. 

“No firearms?” I ask, brow raised. I have maybe one extra clip of ammunition for my sidearm in my pack, which won’t be enough if we get into deep shit. Ridoc and Violet look at me blankly, blinking in confusion.

“Of course not,” Violet scoffs. 

“Why would we have those?” Ridoc asks, confusion written all over his face as he fumbles with the strap of a sword sheathe that’s slung over his back. 

I don’t even know how to respond. Do these highly trained assassins only kill people using weapons that were invented long before electricity was even a thought in anyone’s mind? What kind of alternate reality did I just walk into? I knew Violet had an affinity for daggers, but I’d thought she was an outlier, that it was a strange quirk of a highly unique operative even by the NIA’s standards. 

Clearly, I was wrong.

[queen-of-boops]

Volume 6 Thoughts

Geri is about to catch some hands. Girl cannot take no for an answer and is beyond delusional when it comes to Joyo. Telling her off felt good.

Why does Joyo's little pouty face get me every time? It's so sad and cute at the same time.

No Travis, I don't want you, I don't know how many times I have to say it.

I'm sorry, but why do none of the couples change anymore? There was so much drama last week and still nothing changed.

The sleepwear options are cute, especially the teddy. My MC is fully embracing her Barbie era with all the pink outfits this season.

I've seen quite a few other people say it, but why the hell do we need to sneak out to the daybeds? I want Travis and Geri to know we don't want to sleep next to them.

Joyo mentioned in casa that he loves dirty talk and girls whispering in his ear. Idk if the other boys said that or not in this volume but it is a Joyo specific thing in my head now.

All the boys smell like cedarwood apparently and I reject it. Joyo's a scuba diver from a beach town for Christ's sake, he should smell like the sea and maybe something like bergamot. Not cedarwood (that should be Alex specific and I'll die on that hill).

Bits scene itself was short ànd kinda lackluster.... I don't have time to rewrite it, but it's tempting.

Okay, again, idk what the morning chat looks like for everyone but I was kicking my feet and squealing like a little girl. It was established in casa that Joyo hates camping and sleeping outside, but he goes on this little rant about how much he enjoyed sleeping under the stars with us and how we're the only person he'd do that for. Can you say swoon-worthy?

Fuck off Geri, JOYO DOESN'T WANT YOU.

Okay, on a non Raf route, Daph is adorable. I love her and Raf together.

Movie night titles were way better this season. I particularly liked 'Jumping for Joyo', 'Geri Much In Love', and 'Daph-Need Your Love'.

But the movie night drama was not it. Wow, a bombshell came in and flirted with me, call the press! Thank God Evan said something. The rest of the clips felt contrived or like they were just there to make Geri look bad (can't Joyo just pick me cause he likes me more and not cause Geri's a hot mess hypocrite?)

Can we also just appreciate that when I say my head isn't turning, everyone knows it's still on Joyo. We've been asking for this since casa s2 and it's finally, consistently remembering who I said I want to be with no matter how many people are interested in me.

Date with Evan was fine. Love that he seems to respect the word no. His sprite is fine AF, but I really just want him to be my villa bestie.

Love how soft and melty Joyo is one on one now, it's precious.

I absolutely howled when Joyo came to pull me for a chat and talked right over Geri's protests. She was so shocked.

Yes, Joyo! Admit you're a jealous motherfucker and let's get back together already!

Travis. Get it through your head. I'm telling you I'm closed off with Joyo, that doesn't mean I want to keep getting to know you like that. I don't want you.

Flowers, really? Kinda hoping they actually aren't from Joyo (and think they might not be just so FB can have him be jealous and start more drama). It's a little weird honestly and an interesting choice for a cliffhanger.

Still really enjoying this season for all its faults honestly. Joyo has me in the palm of his hand and I'd happily go with him anywhere. Not totally sure I see the vision for where they're gonna take the rest of the season, but as long as I get to keep flirting with Joyo, I'm good.

[starry-hughes]

bestie i haven’t been able to keep up with the celly bc of school and stuff so forgive me if this has already been done but 1. ignoring each other and 6. “you’re going to let a misunderstanding destroy us?” with trevor if you will 🫶🏻

trevor smoothed out his shirt as they hooked a mic on him. media day was always his favorite. he enjoyed talking so this was fun for him.

he didn’t catch the interviewer’s name as he saw down and the cameras starting rolling. “trevor zegras, how was your summer?” he was asked.

“good, really good, lots of golf, lots of hanging with friends,” trevor answered. the interview went on. “is there a special person in your life? someone to keep you grounded?”

he thought for a second. you of course came to mind but he couldn’t just say that. “my family obviously and the dudes i grew up with like jack, cole and alex,” he answered. “no one else? no special lady?”

he hadn’t revealed you to anyone yet, just jamie and his mom. you said it was fine whenever he wanted to. “no, no one.”

the clip immediately went crazy on twitter. fans freaking out and happy that trevor was reportedly single. but for you, it broke your heart. trevor returned from media day to find you gone. your location turned off and your car no longer in the driveway.

after three calls you finally answered, “what trevor?”

he was taken aback, “where are you baby?”

“i’m not home, because i’m not your girlfriend.” he was confused. “not my girlfriend? i don’t recall that we broke up?”

“your interview! you said you didn’t have a girlfriend. are you embarrassed of me?”

he immediately panicked, “no, no, no! i just didn’t want to say it because we had a conversation about it once! i didn’t want to make that choice right then and there without talking to you!”

“i told you i was fine with it!”

“you’re fine with constant hate and people dragging up your past to throw at you? you’re going to let a misunderstanding destroy us?”

you were silent, wiping your cheeks to get rid of the tears. “i don’t know trevor.”

[taehyungfirst]

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I was reading your asks and this made me pause. I am strictly a Tae solo but I like other members too. Earlier my go to content was bh cameras. Not smart ik, so I also assumed taekook was not very close because in that talk Jungkook looked awkward when he was giving that interview. It looked weird but I was like oh well. I was new to the fandom mind you. Took me a while but I started watching fan cams, old videos and it was hard to digest why such good friends before 2016/2017 I think became so awkward with each other. I did a little digging and I found bh camera shows and bombs don't even show them together and if they do it's brief or awkward. In fact earlier bv showed Tae to be a villian tbh. It boils my blood when I see bh treating Tae. This solo era literally confused me so much because I came to realise taekook were so much together and involved in each other activities and I thought they were just loosing their awkwardness. My theory was jihopekook were besties. I really don't understand why bh don't like to show taekook together on their cameras? And why taekook like different in bh cameras (aloof, awkward) than public cameras (very close and comfortable). What was the need to show both of them in that talk and with their shady subs? If they really wanted to show depression thing shouldn't Jimin be the ideal choice? It's in his nature to comfort people as well bh has assigned that role to him especially with maknae line. Vmin could have bonded because we have also seen changes in their friendship. I think it made more sense with all their soulmate bs. I just don't understand what bh made them show taekook (one of the most popular duo) awkward rather than capitalising them. Because of their ass hattery Tae gets dragged everytime he shows even an ounce of connection to Jungkook.

Sorry for the long rant. Just been seeing Tae getting dragged on x due to some nonsense and it renews my hate for bh.

Hi! I hope my reply made you pause in a positive way and not in a negative one.

I’m gonna start saying “And why taekook like different in bh cameras (aloof, awkward) than public cameras (very close and comfortable).” that I don’t agree with this part because to me they don’t act awkward on camera, idk if it’s because I’ve been in the fandom for years but I think they act very normally, but the subs, the cuts, the context could lead to misunderstandings.

I think that they just showed that talk to grasp an opportunity, because everyone noticed the lack of footage and bh used that occasion to say “look it’s because they weren’t close before” when it’s really not true, like before ITS, in an award ceremony Tae leaned on Jk because he was tired (I think everyone knows what clip I’m talking about). I used this as an example, but I could say million other things that happened in 2020 to show that the “awkward duo” is a narrative pushed by bh and cult freaks.

[luckyqueenreign]

I did both routes but tbh I actually prefer Ozzy to Noah by miles. 3-way kiss is whatever when that man came running to propose to my MC even after I pied him in the challenge, a man that's willing to humiliate himself so much to win me over is a keeper Idc Idc. Also he never questioned what MC did in CA even tho he knew we went to the Hideaway there, while Noah's out here preaching that the only reason he twisted was cause he knew MC must've been a slut in CA, like sir get out of here.

Idk bestie!! Pre-casa Ozzys route was “better” in the sense that you actually have sooo much time with him and can kiss him a few times. But the one thing the writers did with Noah’s that’s different to Ozzy’s is they actually made it make sense to who he was as a character. Every convo was different with Noah.. he started off almost angry that MC would even think to break up his one day old couple to being conflicted that he disappoints ppl and how he’s a people pleaser and makes choices that are better for everyone else but himself. When you step back and look at Noah it actually makes sense that they never coupled up in the villa (even though I wish we had bc I love that pixel man lol) but with Ozzy he was wayyy more into MC and flirty with MC from the start. Yes FB tried to show he’s a slow burn but then his actions didn’t really reflect that and after weeks of it it got to a point where it actually didn’t make sense for him to still be with Grace and not us. Personally yes it was awesome Ozzy was making those choices like picking us to marry, or choosing to kiss us in every challenge before that. It wasn’t one sided. But then casa really stepped him out of this character profile and they never really explained it well. We had to pick up fbs pieces and create a narrative that we would be okay with just to move on from that and continue with the route. At least Noah got a video of us in casa doing whatever we did, Ozzy never saw anything and still decided to go skinny dipping and make out with two girls. It’s giving lads holiday. And for him to be the only one that went wild was also bizarre given he’d never even had a one night stand. As for him not even questioning what we did in the hideaway.. that’s just lazy fb writing bc they didn’t even show that in our movie night clip. You mean to tell me I could’ve boned Andy in the hideaway, chosen to not bring him back and they’re still gonna show the clip of me telling Ozzy I like him too?? PLS!!

It all really just boils down to the writing bc s2 had an actual slow burn with tension that built throughout the season. Noah and Hopes connection was also way stronger than Grace and Ozzys. Ozzys route lowkey started to not make sense bc why did we find out this man wasn’t attracted to Grace?? Bc at that point why in the hell after the first chat with him in the pool didn’t he say ok I’m dumping Grace since im not attracted to her and picking you since we have so much more in common??

Idk overall after s4 fb just fell off completely and their storylines just don’t hit the same anymore

[rxosies]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Lily & Other idols relationships

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Shuhua - (G)-idle

the "iconic idc" duo

Lily had met shuhua during MAMA backstage, after what lily calls it their "breath taking performance", she seemed to float towards shuhua more as they both were very open minded and blunt about their choice of words shuhua likes to think of lily as another version of her, (never ask these two how you look when together) not gonna get answers you expected.

"should I get this shirt?"

"absolutely... not"

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Lily - Nmixx

Twins

They may not look alike but they have the same name! Them having the same name is what obviously drove them to want to know each other and it's also funny when someone calls their name and they don't know which Lily their talking about.

"hey Lily what color should I choose"

"uh which one of us are you referring to?"

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Mina - Twice

The sexy duo

The sexy duo as the members of their groups like to call it. Lily and mina never fail to do something sexy without even trying, sometimes mina and lily do this on purpose to see their fans reactions. Yes they know what they're doing there doing it on purpose!

"we should walk out and do a dramatic turn"

"they're gonna go crazy"

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Kai - TXT

mother & Son

Another one of lily's children other than jeongin aka baby bread she has another child which is kai she also baby's him a lot and will threaten anyone who tries to hurt him it's her mother instincts, kai won't admit it but he secretly loves when she treats him like a baby ( shh you didn't hear it from me) moas love to tease kai that they well tell lily if he does something bad knowing she's just gonna come over and give him more affection.

"don't worry about it I'll buy another one"

"ha told you hyung"

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Somi - Soloist

besties

These two actually hangout more than people think they do, they always stay at each other's apartments, going out together you know doing what friends do, but this friendship is one that is unbeatable.

"if you dye your hair blonde I will too"

"bet"

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Jungkook - BTS

Brother & sister

Since jungkook is older he refers to her as a little sister but don't let that friendship title fool you most of the clips of them seen together is Lily acting/being the older sister which is such a plot twist but never the less one of the best brother & sister friendships.

"I'm older so you have to listen to me"

"when has that ever happened?"

[petermorwood]

The 2024 International Discworld Convention in Birmingham was great fun, with bright new faces, familiar old faces and the sort of catch-up gossip that goes on all weekend when our last DWCon was 2018 (2020 was COVID, 2022 was My Bestie's Wedding).

There were some Not-Seen faces too, since WorldCon happening the very next weekend in Glasgow may have meant a choice of One or The Other. There'll be another DWCon in 2026, but it'll be a few years before another Worldcon is "just up the road".

Of course there were Other Reasons for missing faces, because Time isn't the only thing that passes between cons. :-(

Anyway, I took a full week off active posting - queued reblogs could take care of themselves though some of THOSE may reappear with Useful(?) Comments - and now, as has been said elsewhere:

"Well, I'm back." :->

*****

This is the Stith Thompson Index of Folklore Motifs, as I remember it from the School library more than half a century ago.

Now it's the Aarne-Thompson-Uther index, which suggests it's even bigger.

And I bet, somewhere in all those cross-referenced motifs and tropes, there's one which describes what this cat is doing.

"Helpful Animal (319.7.5) rewards Hero Kindness (247.3.3) with (a) advice; (b) encouragement; (c) warning; (d) guidance; (e) a combination of several or all, in varying sequence."

Something like that, anyway.

If I had cause to write the action in that clip, I'd be sure to mention the cat was carrying salt, not flour (Because Reasons) and that the little pause halfway to ensure a good flow wasn't done by accident.

I'm not making this stuff up, BTW: ask @dduane! :->

[fappellmoan]

oh my god. my camera work for some of these clips is SO BAD

[artfulacrostic]

some of my favorite moments from the 1995 10th Anniversary Concert of Les Miserables bc it's BARRICADE DAY and thus tis the season:

the convicts during Look Down all being Valjeans from different countries

the bishop M is baby faced and has an angelic voice

the clips from the fully staged show that they insert whenever there is too long of an instrumental/to explain things

colm wilkinson and philip quast's confrontation makes me want to chew on my laptop screen. so good. so crisp

baby cosette gets spooked by a balloon popping during castle on a cloud but barely flinches and keeps singing

the entire cast in the background of master of the house bopping back and forth in time. they are so here for it and it's amazing

philip quast's stars. he's so fucking good. i'm insane about him

michael maguire as enjolras's little happy dance when gavroche tells them that lamarque is dead

michael ball as marius somehow gives himself literally heart eyes whenever he talks about cosette. i can see them. it's so funny

during a heart full of love, colm wilkinson and philip quast are so invested in the background. they're leaning over to whisper to each other. they are besties

lea salonga as eponine delivers "i know this house i tell you, there's nothing here for you. just the old man and the girl, they live ordinary lives" like a GODDESS she is EVERYTHING

michael ball surreptitiously wiping his sweat on lea salonga's hair during her death scene. mans is dying a little

drink with me features anthony crivello as a fucking stellar grantaire, and after his verse, enj comes over and puts his hand on his shoulder to comfort him for a very long time. complete with a lingering touch on the arm and everything. fantastic exr crumbs 👍

the clips from the full show of the final battle are hilarious. completely different cast (though only obvious to insane people like us.)

highlights include one of les amis right on the middle of the barricade doing like. a backwards worm he's so into his death throes. he always has me losing my shit

empty chairs at empty tables includes the fucking cruel choice to have the entire les amis cast of actors line up on each side of michael ball and just a step behind so that they're in shadows, all staring sadly at him for the whole song. gives the impression of all the ghosts of marius's dead friends looking on from the afterlife and demanding answers. heart wrenching. THIS IS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE A CONCERT, WHY ARE U DOING STAGING LIKE THIS

beggars at the feast has everyone in the background clapping/tapping along again. love seeing the thenardiers get their due appreciation

the 17 valjeans from other international productions enter after the finale and they all have their gavroches holding their country flags it's so fucking cute

and of course final encore with all the additional valjeans and the whole cast is fucking ACES

ANYWAY if ur looking for a production to watch that is good af this is the top of my list even though it isn't fully staged. it's sooooo. it's some good fucking food. happy barricade day!!

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

Born or Created - a post-apocalypse au (Jake "Hangman" Seresin x OC)

Summary: The monsters invaded five years ago. Creatures like the ones native to our world, but just slightly off. And exceptionally deadly. No one knows where they came from, and at this point, no one cares enough to ask. The cities lay abandoned, the forests deadly quiet, and what of humanity that's left is scattered - focused only on survival.

Pairing: Jake Seresin x OC (Ronnie Bradshaw)

Word Count: 6199

Warnings: flashbacks in italics throughout, violence, gore, horror creatures, the end of the world, guns, car crash, blood mention, pregnancy mention, early/premature labor/birth (in a world with no nicu...hopefully you can see where this is going)

ONE | TWO | THREE

-> likes are great but comments/reblogs are even better!

-> this was born from a made-up fic title sent in by @newlibrary and i just took it and ran (also thank you for beta reading bestie)

-> please let me know if you want more of this!!

“Ronnie? Ronnie, can you hear me?” Jake spoke frantically into the phone as he fished his keys out of his pocket. “Darlin’ where are you?”

“I-I’m at the house,” she replied, voice high-pitched and wavering through the phone speaker. “Jake, what is — ?”

There was an explosion somewhere in the background, she screamed. Her breaths still came in heavy against the speaker, static and rough. 

“Look, just — just stay where you are. I’m comin’ to get you,” he said. 

His hands were shaking. He finally got his truck door open before he jumped inside, slamming it shut behind him. Something fell out of the sky and landed right next to him in the parking lot. The truck rocked back and forth at the impact. But Jake tuned it out, all he could hear was Ronnie’s terrified whimpers through the phone. 

“I’m scared,” Ronnie whispered. 

Jake screwed his eyes shut. “I know, baby. I’ll be there soon. Get somewhere safe in the house, okay?”

“Okay — “ 

The line went dead. He looked down at his phone — no service. A cell tower must have gone down. Jake started the truck, felt it rumble beneath him as it turned over. He wrapped both hands around the wheel…

And he hesitated. He looked over his shoulder, back at the air base he just ran from. Helicopters were slowly rising into the air. He flinched as one got blown out of the sky, exploding into a ball of flame, by one of the unknown objects. He took a vow to protect and serve his country. Had dedicated nearly his entire life to it.

Jake turned back around, his eyes catching on the black band on his finger. He took a vow to protect and serve her too.

His choice was already made.  

Something banged against the truck’s window, cracking the glass into a spider web. Jake turned, jumped back away from the broken window, and he saw a deer. Or what could have been a deer. Accept there were too many horns, too many eyes — and when it opened it’s mouth, the teeth were sharp and deadly. And he watched, something like ice gripping his heart, as it rose up onto its hind legs. 

“Oh, fuck!”

Jake grabbed his rifle and checked the clip. Plenty of shots left. He hoped he wouldn’t have to use it or any of the spares that he had in his backpack. Things were usually calm at that time of day. Slinging the gun and the bag over his shoulder, he exited the tent. 

The sky was overcast. Painted in shades of grey, blotting out the sun. That meant the Crawlers may come out of their dens. Maybe there would be some use for his rifle after all.

As he moved through the grid of tents, boots sinking slightly into the wet earth, he nodded in greeting at the other people milling about. The women washing their clothes in the basin of dirty water. The men chatting over a shared canteen. He passed through the tents and came out onto the main road, a wide path tred so often the grass refused to grow. 

The Big House loomed on top of the hill to the north. A giant brick colonial covered in creeping ivory, looming like a beast with too many eyes over the tents and farmland that spread out below it. To the south, The Gate stood as a mouth wired shut. Meant to keep everything out and let nothing escape.

Jake avoided looking at the house as he turned towards The Gate, adjusting the pack on his shoulders. 

People were screaming, running with anything they could grab in their arms. Several houses on their street were burning, smoke rising into the bright blue sky. What might have been a bear ran past the truck as Jake sped down the road, but he didn’t have time to look.

Their house seemed intact save for the windows being blown in, though their neigbors’ front room was gone and a great smoking crater took its place.

Jake parked the truck in front of the house haphazardly. Tires up on the sidewalk before he cut the engine and lept from the vehicle. Another explosion went off somewhere, the screams echoed through the neighborhood. Somewhere, he heard a baby crying.

The front door was unlocked and he didn’t even notice until he barreled into the living room, eyes frantically searching for any sign of his wife. 

“Ronnie! Ronnie, where are you?” he yelled into the house as he ran down the short hall to check the spare room for her. 

“Jake!” her voice replied. “I’m up here!” 

He bolted up the stairs, taking them two at a time. A flood of relief washed over him when he finally saw her. Standing in the middle of their bedroom with fear in her eyes. There was a cut on her cheek, the blood running down her face dried like a tear. They crashed into each other, tide to the shore — his arms banding around her shoulders and holding her to him like he needed her to breathe. She shuddered as she gripped him back just as tight, burying her face into his chest. 

“Come on.” Jake pulled away first, stepping back to retrieve a bag from their closet. “We need to get outta here.”

“What about Brad? Did you see him?” she questioned.

Jake paused, hand white-knuckled around the door handle. “He stayed. He’ll be safe there.”

She nodded and left it at that.

“Where are we gonna go?” she asked, even as she opened up a drawer in their dresser and started pulling out clothes. 

“I don’t know. It’s the same everywhere — we — we were getting reports from all over,” he said, tossing her the bag before kneeling down to reach under the bed, then he paused. “Have you…Seen any weird animals?”

Ronnie began stuffing the clothes inside. “A-After the Cole’s house…I thought I saw a bear with six legs.”

“Yeah. Saw a deer like that — it tried to kill me.”

From beneath the bed, he pulled out the case for his hunting rifle.

The Gate was heavily guarded. Twelve feet high and made out of dense layers of pine wood and sheet metal. Jake remembered the day it was finished and people cheered. He couldn’t help but feel, however, like they were being locked in instead of being kept safe. Men supplied with automatic rifles and tac vests stood in pairs inside and outside the gate, and then on either side on top of the wall.

Jake approached with unease weighing heavy in his gut. This was his least favorite part of the job. But at least he was the last to arrive. The rest of his team already stood at The Gate waiting for him. They said their hellos and then went over their plan of action. Which locations they were going to check out for anything of value. 

Then they turned to the guards and asked that The Gate be opened. The guards did as they asked, undoing the many bolts as thick as a man’s arm, and pushing open the doors. 

“Scavengers,” one of the guards scoffed to the other as the group went past, the two of them chuckled to one another.

Jake felt the group around him tense, but no one said anything until they were several paces into the field that surrounded the wall and they heard The Gate clang shut behind them. 

“Big House Thugs,” Natasha grumbled under her breath, flicking her dark ponytail over her shoulder. “I’d like to see them try to survive without us.”

“Yeah, who do they think finds all their bullets and shit?” Javy joined in irritably. 

Mickey opened his mouth to join in, but Jake cut him off, “Guys, just drop it.”

The scavenger team moved into the treeline and Jake unshouldered his rifle. The other three followed his lead, holding their weapons ready to fight off whatever creatures may appear now that they were truly in The Wilds. Dense, overgrown, forest that was once tamed by man. But was now ruled by horrible creatures, designed to kill.

“You tellin’ us their shit doesn’t bother you, Jake?” Mickey asked, voice hushed and somehow dampened in the close air of the trees. 

“Oh, it fuckin’ bothers me,” he replied, eyes alert as he took lead of the group. “But we all know complainin’ is a good way to disappear.” 

Natasha snorted. “They can’t hear us out here.” 

“You don’t know that.” 

Jake took the backroads, assuming that the highways were going to be packed and dangerous. He still didn’t know where they were going. But it didn’t matter as long as they were together. 

They were driving through a forest on their way out of town, the road practically deserted. And already it was calmer here than it was just a few miles back. They could still see, above the canopy of the trees, the fire raining down from the sky. The drive could feel almost normal if it weren’t for that. 

“Any signal at all?” Jake asked for what felt like the thousandth time since they left the house. 

“No. Nothing,” Ronnie replied with a sigh, locking her phone once more. “Jake, where are we even going?”

“I don’t know! Just…Somewhere. Somewhere safer than back there until all this blows over,” he said. 

She looked down into her lap with a shaky breath. “Do you really think all of this is just gonna blow over?”

“No. No, I don’t.” 

They kept driving. Further and further away from the chaos and everything they once knew. Jake gripped the steering wheel tight, the leather squeaking beneath his fingers, as a guilt burned inside him. Made his stomach turn, made his limbs feel heavy. 

He didn’t regret his choice. Looking over at Ronnie sitting in the passenger seat, cleaned of blood and alive and safe with him. He wouldn’t have been able to live with himself if he stayed. If he didn’t know if she was alive or dead or hurt. He just knew that would’ve been the case, and he wouldn’t have been able to bear it. But he can bear this guilt now. This guilt over leaving his duty and fellow man behind.

Coward. Deserter. Traitor.

Ronnie pried one of his hands off the steering wheel. He hadn’t even noticed his knuckles turning white or the pain forming in his joints until his fingers were free. She slipped her own fingers between his and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. And when he looked over, her smile was soft — understanding. She knew. Of course she knew. Ronnie knew him better than anyone, even himself. He squeezed her hand back. 

He looked back at the road. His eyes widened. Ronnie gasped. He slammed the brakes.

“Jake!” 

As scavengers, they would be gone for days at a time. Trekking out miles away from the safety of The Big House and The Gate and the walls. Searching for anything of use or value they could bring back. Last time they went out, they found a house on a large piece of land that was once a farm, but they did not have time to check it out. Now, it was their main goal.

The group of four walked through the dense foliage in a line, each of them with a weapon raised and eyes sweeping all sides from any signs of danger. They would switch off every hour who took the lead. The house was eight miles east. They could get there by sundown.

Here was the thing about The Wilds: the further in they went, the more dangerous things became. The trees grew closer together, taller, wider. Nearly like they were walking deeper into an ocean made of green. The air became dense. Noises echoed in a strange way. Eventually, the sky would be blotted out entirely by the canopy of leaves high above them. 

Whatever happened that day all those years ago changed the very chemistry of the whole world.

The usual noises of the forest remained. Birds chirped and small animals skittered about the foliage. It was when the world went silent that there was reason to worry.

He woke up slowly, mind slipping over reality like wet soap. Blearily, he saw the cracked windshield, the crumpled up hood of the truck, the giant smoking crater that was once the road just beyond. There was something in his hand, woven between his fingers. He looked over, and Ronnie’s hand was still held tightly in his own.

Ronnie was bleeding again. This time in a stream down the entire left side of her face. The blood coming from her hairline. Her eyes were closed and Jake didn’t like it. 

Somewhere, in the back of his mind, a voice screamed for him to move. To grab Ronnie and run. So he started moving. His limbs felt stiff as he unbuckled and pushed open his door. It creaked in a way that made the ringing in his ears stop. Jake fell out of the truck onto his hands and knees, legs too unstable to keep him upright. The asphalt tore into his palms. Embers burned everywhere.

He knew he was moving too slow, but he couldn’t get his body to go any faster, as he got up from the ground and moved around to the other side of the truck. Prying the passenger door open, he reached across Ronnie’s lap and unbuckled her seatbealt.

“J-Jay?” she mumbled out just as her eyes blinked open. 

Everything snapped back into focus. His brain finally caught up. He could feel the pain in his chest, hear the crackling of fire, and the distant echoing roar of some beast. But most of all, he could see Ronnie looking over at him with brown eyes glazed over and blood drying on her face. 

“I’m here, baby, I’m here,” he said as he reached out to cup her cheek. “You okay?”

“I — I don’t know.” She flexed her fingers. “I think so.” 

“Can you stand?”

She nodded as she took his hand. He helped her down from the truck and made sure she was steady on her feet. 

Touching his face, she whispered, “You’re bleeding.” 

“So are you,” he chuckled, smearing the red on her cheek with his thumb. 

She laughed too. At least they were alive. Together. 

They grabbed their few precious things from the truck and headed into the woods. Not knowing where they were going, what dangers or safety they would find, but that was okay. They were together. The two of them against a world changed forever. 

Climbing a steep hill, they reached the eastern edge of the forest. Where the trees grew thick and tall as skyscrapers. Down below in the valley was the farm, just a few acres of now barren land with a dilapidated house at its center. From this angle, they could see the crack in the trees where the road now cut through like a canyon. 

The sun was setting. Painting the sky in shades of purple, pink, and orange. It would have been a beautiful view, except that Jake noticed large black shapes moving close to the house. 

“Mickey, can we get a closer look?” he asked as they all looked down into the valley. 

The younger man nodded, black curls bouncing, as he fished the binoculars from his pack. He held them up to his eyes, and they all waited on bated breath. 

“Yep, we’ve got Crawlers,” he said after a minute of searching. “Three of ‘em. From the looks of it they found somethin’.”

“Poor whatever it is,” Natasha grumbled, lip curled as she looked down at the scene. 

Eventually, they watched as the Crawlers stalked off — dragging two lifeless forms behind them. Back to their den to feast.

“We clear?” Jake questioned as he looked back at Mickey. 

“Yeah. We’re clear.” 

The group started down the hill.

A year. They did alright for themselves in a year. Found a hunting cabin to take refuge in. Figured out the patterns of the strange creatures that now roamed the forest. Watched as the trees grew taller, as the woods grew into something gnarled and twisted. But they endured. They adapted. They found a way to survive. Together. 

Just like it was supposed to be. 

Jake knew that something was wrong. Heard voices in the trees, and it definitely wasn’t the voice of his wife coming back from her foraging trip. Taking up his rifle, he followed the voices. The sounds of snapping twigs and brushing foliage that he had learned to avoid.

He came upon one man at the edge of a clearing. He could have sworn he heard two voices, but at that moment he didn’t care. For just beyond the man’s shoulder was Ronnie, unaware of the strangers presence as she squatted down to the forest floor — picking mushrooms. 

Jake was soundless as he stepped up behind the man, as he raised his rifle and cocked it. 

“Get any closer and you die,” Jake warned as the man looked over his shoulder at him, hands raised in surrender. 

Ronnie gasped as she finally took notice of the intruder, of Jake holding him at gunpoint. She rose to her feet, laying a hand on the swell of her stomach where new life was taking form. An accident. One they both feared but Ronnie still accepted, still loved. While Jake couldn’t stop his mind from wandering to remorse. 

“Put down the gun,” another voice said from behind Jake, the distinct sound of a gun cocking echoing through the trees. “Or she dies.” 

“J-Jake?” Ronnie whispered, voice shaking. 

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, baby daddy’s gonna give it up nice and easy. Ain’t that right?” 

Jake felt the muscles in his jaw clench, teeth nashing against teeth, as he shifted on his feet. Then he lowered the gun, raising it into the air along with his other hand. The first man turned and snatched the rifle away. Jake kept his hands up as he was searched for any more weapons. They found none besides a pocket knife. 

“We don’t want any trouble,” Jake said. 

“Oh, come on now, you really think we’re trouble?” the second man questioned mockingly as Jake was shoved in the direction of the clearing. 

Jake pulled a hand through his long hair after he caught his footing. Then Ronnie was at his side, taking his hand, pulling reassurances from him. He tugged her in close. A protective hand rising to her bump. But he kept his eyes on the men who just grinned at them. 

“We’re the good guys here. We’re here to save you.” One turned to the other. “Go get the boss — he’s gonna wanna see them first.” 

One left, but the other stayed to keep watch. Jake curled his hands around her tighter as he kissed her forehead.

“It’s okay, darlin’. We’re okay.” 

“What the hell did he mean by save us?” she questioned quietly, tugging at the fabric of her shirt that barely still fit. 

“I don’t know,” he replied. 

He stiffened when they heard someone approaching, pulling Ronnie in tighter against him just in case. The man from before broke through the treeline, followed by another.

It felt like the breath got snatched from his very lungs as Ronnie pulled away from him. 

“Maverick?” she questioned softly, remaining in the security of her husband’s arms. 

His dark hair was long, but he kept his face clean. It was definitely him. He was even still wearing that same leather jacket. Blue eyes ever observing and calculating. But he stopped once he came into the clearing, his head cocked to one side as he smiled.

“Ronnie?”

“Oh, my God! Maverick!”

She broke away from Jake and met the other man in a laughter, tear-filled embrace. While Jake remained rooted to the spot. He never thought he would see his old Captain again — see any of them again.

“Wow, look at you,” Maverick said as he held Ronnie out at arm’s length. “Do you know how far along?”

“Maybe halfway? We’re not entirely sure.” 

“Bradley’s gonna be so excited to see you.” 

She made some choked noise that made Jake’s stomach drop. “Brad’s with you?”

“Yeah. He’s back with everyone else.” 

“Who’s everyone else?” Jake asked from where he stood.

Maverick looked around Ronnie’s form, brows furrowed, almost like he hadn’t even realized Jake was there until that moment. His face set, he walked around her and came to stand toe to toe with Jake. He wouldn’t have been surprised if Maverick punched him — or pulled the gun he clearly had on his hip on him. Jake could sometimes still hear Maverick calling for him to stay at the base, to man his post.

But he didn’t. He ran. And he hadn’t stopped running since. 

Surprising Jake entirely, Maverick reached out and took his hand. “It’s good to see you, Liuetenant.” 

“Uh, y-yeah.”

“And everyone else —  “ Maverick let go of his hand, smile back on his face. “Is Eden’s Shore. Only, we’re still looking for a safe shore to land on. Survivors. 

“It’s better if we stick together, right?” 

It took them another twenty minutes to get down the hill, and by that time, the sun was set. The world cast into darkness. They turned on their flashlights as they approached the house. It was eerily quiet. Now that it was truly dark, the Crawlers could come back. More of them come out to hunt. They took caution as they walked around to the front of the house, seeking the shelter they would find inside until morning. 

“You guys hear something?” Javy asked in a hushed whisper as they crept along the edge of the house. 

Jake stopped, and they listened. Yes. There was a noise.

“Sounds like it’s coming from inside,” Natasha said.

“Eyes on, everybody.” Jake moved the party forward. 

They rounded the northernmost corner of the house. There was a covered front porch. The path leading up to it glistened with blood. And a lone severed, human arm rested on the front steps. 

“Jesus Christ,” Mickey hissed as they took in the carnage. 

Jake toed at the arm. It had been ripped from the body, flesh hanging off the shoulder like lunch meat. 

“Must’ve been hiding out here,” he commented. “Didn’t know the Crawlers could come out during the day.”

“Let’s get inside,” Natasha said wearily as she moved past Jake and up the steps onto the porch. 

They packed up their things for the first time in a year. It brought back all those horrid memories of the first time. The fear. The unknown. The hurt. The guilt.

“You’re moving slow on purpose,” Ronnie pointed out as she pulled back the curtain from where they kept their preserves. “What’s going through that head of yours?”

Jake sighed. Hands paused in packing their few precious items away. Of course she knew. She always knew. 

“Something doesn’t feel right about this, Ron,” he admitted, and it truly did feel like a confession. 

One to a god who just wouldn’t listen. She only smiled at him, small and understanding, as she crossed the room to hold his bearded face in her hands. But still, he leaned into her touch. Let his eyes slip shut as she held him, as she stroked his cheeks and felt their child kick against his abdomen. 

“They’re family. Maverick and Brad — hell, even Javy is with them. Besides, we’ll be safer with them. Mav even said they have a midwife in their group.” 

He relented. There was no use in arguing. All her points were valid. Were probably right. But still, the feeling, deep in his gut, remained. 

Eden’s Shore walked for three more days until they found their safe haven. A large patch of land that once could have been a farm. A big brick colonial house stood at the northern edge, on top of a gently rising hill.

It was perfect. 

Everyone pitched their tents around the house. But Jake noticed when the sun went down that Maverick and Brad, along with several other men, went inside the house. 

And no one else was allowed in. 

When they passed through the front door, the noise became louder — more distinct. It sounded like a crying child. But they couldn’t take any chances. It very well could’ve been a Decoy. A creature that looked like a bobcat, but the body was too big, the fangs were too long, and it could mimic any sound it liked. Often using it to lure in unsuspecting prey. Jake had heard them sound like a woman calling for help or a chirping bird. 

Using hand signals, Jake told Natasha and Mickey to stay on the main floor of the house and keep watch. He and Javy would go upstairs to check it out.

The walls and The Gate were finished that morning. A way to keep the creatures out and keep the people of Eden’s Shore safe. People cheered and booze had been passed around. Jake saw no reason to celebrate. It was like prisoners screaming in joy at being behind bars. 

But he kept up appearances for Ronnie’s sake. Who was just so happy to have her brother back, her uncle back, to be with people again. It had been just the two of them for so long. But now there was an entire colony to find support in, to lean on one another. Humans were pack animals by nature. And Jake had to admit it felt good to know where their next meal was coming from and to know that, for the most part, they were safe. 

It really was just a bad feeling. A few odd things here and there. He would get past it eventually, he was sure of it. For Ronnie’s sake. For his own sake. For the sake of their child. 

“Mm, J-Jake?” she spoke quietly into the darkness of their tent. 

He stirred from his spot beside her on their cot, hand reaching out to touch, still half asleep. “What’s it, baby?”

“Something doesn’t feel right,” she replied, instantly he was more awake. “Feels wet…” 

Jake sat up and turned on the solar powered lantern that hung above their cot. The heat drained from his face, his stomach dropped, an ice ran through his veins. Ronnie laid on her side, holding her swollen belly, and the inside of her bare thighs were covered in blood. She reached down a hand between her legs and brought it up to her eye level — trembling fingers coated in crimson. A choked sound slipped past her lips.

“I’ll go get May.” 

After throwing on a shirt and pants, Jake ducked out of the military issue tent they had been given when they joined Eden’s Shore. He hated leaving her scared and alone, but he was of little use to her now and they both knew it. 

If only all the tents lined up in rows didn’t all look exactly the same. If only he could remember exactly where the midwife’s tent was located in the grid. Gritting his teeth, he set out in the direction he thought was right. His heart beat rapidly inside his chest. Sweat accumulated on his palms. Panic filled his mind like a fog. 

He couldn’t lose her. He couldn’t lose her. He couldn’t lose her.

When he finally reached what he hoped and prayed was the right one, he pulled back the flap and called inside. The figure laying in the cot grumbled that she was the next one over. Thank God. He moved on to the next tent and followed the same steps. 

“May?” he spoke into the darkness, trying not to let the panic show. 

The older woman sat up. “Yes, what is it?”

“I-It’s Ronnie. She’s bleeding.”

The way she instantly threw back the covers and grabbed her bag of supplies didn’t help his anxieties. 

“How much?” May asked as she passed him to go outside. 

“A lot, from the looks of it,” he replied as he followed her. 

“Oh, dear,” she sighed. “Must be going into labor — didn’t think she was far enough along for that.” 

When they finally made it back to their tent, Ronnie was sitting at the edge of the cot, breathing deep and cradling her belly in her hand. Sweat had already started to accumulate on her brow. The blood was now everywhere. The cot, her legs, her hands, her neck, the towel she had tried to clean up with.

“Alright, Mama, how’re we feelin’?” May asked in her usual gentle way as she got down on her knees in front of Ronnie and opened her bag. 

“Scared,” Ronnie admitted bravely, glancing up at Jake who remained glued to the entrance of the tent. 

The panic had subsided. Now that he saw her again. Now that she was looking at him and flashing him a small smile. But then a new sort of guilt stabbed him in the heart. Not once did he think about the life and health of the baby. Didn’t even cross his mind. What was wrong with him?

They talked about starting a family before they were even married. He used to look forward to this. To becoming a father, to seeing Ronnie or himself in their children. But that was before the world ended. Before their lives were nothing but survival.

“That’s okay. It’s okay to be scared.” May pulled out the stethoscope and put the plugs in her ears. “Alright, honey, let’s check on baby.” 

She pressed the diaphragm onto her bump, reassuring grin falling as she moved it around — searching. It always took a minute. It wasn’t an exact science. So many other noises going on in there. Eventually, she put the stethoscope away, saying that her not being able to find the heartbeat was nothing to worry about right now. But Jake could see it. The concern on May’s gently wrinkled face. The terror crashing in Ronnie’s eyes.

Ronnie’s face collapsed in pain, the heels of her hands digging into the cot as she tucked her chin to her chest and whimpered. Jake crossed the tent in an instant. Kneeling at her side and cupping the back of her neck with one wide palm.

“Jake, please,” she whispered. 

He didn’t know what she was asking for. But he wanted to give it to her. Wanted to make this stop. Wanted to go back to a lifetime ago when everything was happy, when everything was good. 

All he could do was press his forehead to her temple and mutter his reassurances, as hollow and empty as they felt.

Jake and Javy crept up the stairs, guns held aloft. The house was old, falling apart at the seams. Each step creaked and groaned beneath their weight. But still the noise persisted, somehow getting louder. 

As he listened, Jake wondered if it really was a Decoy. There was always a repeat point. Like a track resetting, or the needle skipping over the grooves in a record. This noise didn’t have that. It just kept going, never repeating the same thing twice.. A high pitched wailing. Sucking gasps for breath. More crying. 

He readjusted his grip on the rifle as the stairs opened up into a hallway.

There was only one way to find out. 

Ronnie wailed, head thrown back against Jake’s chest. The contractions were right on top of each other now, constant and even stronger than the ones she had been dealing with for hours. 

The flap to the tent was ripped open and someone ducked inside. Jake sat up straight, holding Ronnie’s body up as they sat on their cot, ready to dive for the pocket knife just out of reach. The stranger straightened back out. 

It was Bradley. Only some of the tension released from Jake’s shoulders. 

There was no greeting. No expressions of his excitement or love or worry for his sister. Only: 

“You need to find a way to keep her quiet.” 

“W-What?” Ronnie questioned as she wreathed in her husband’s hold. 

“It’s still dark out — the noise could attract those giant bug things,” he said, hands on his hips. 

Jake could only look at him bewildered. “She’s in labor.”

As if on cue, another contraction started. She tensed in his arms, pushed back against his chest as she groaned low in her throat — already trying to keep herself quiet like her brother demanded. 

“Yeah, I get that. But she’s gonna get all of us killed.” He then looked at Ronnie, his expression softening. “You understand that don’t you, Ron? Just tryin’ to keep everybody safe.” 

She nodded. And he left. May came back into the tent just as he was leaving, carrying blankets and water warmed over the fire. It was time to start pushing.

Ronnie took Jake’s hand frantically as her body convulsed uncontrollably. Her voice came out in a strained whisper, “I can’t  — I can’t keep quiet. I’m gonna…”

Jake didn’t want to. But there was truth behind Bradley’s words. They had experienced the giant bug-like creatures before. Knew just how deadly they could be. And he could see it on her face. She desperately wanted to keep quiet, but she just couldn’t. There was no way she could as she propped up her legs and began to push. 

So he did the only thing he could think to do. He grabbed the damp cloth that he had been using to keep her cool, and pushed it into her mouth. She took it with no fight, clamping her teeth down on the gag hard just as she bore down. She screamed, and the rag muffled it just enough. 

They stalked down the hall, heel-toe, letting the noise lead them. It was coming from the closed door on the right. 

From the looks of it, the door would swing in to the right. So Jake signalled that he would go ahead and flank its other side. Javy would open it, and Jake would go inside first. 

Javy counted down from three silently, then he reached out and opened the door. Jake stepped inside, gun raised and ready to open fire. 

He was so small, skin bright pink. May laid him on Ronnie’s still heaving chest. Something wasn’t right. His body was tiny in comparison to his head, the ears weren’t developed, his chest rose and fell rapidly with each breath. Like he was fighting for it. 

“Why — Why isn’t he crying?” Ronnie asked, her voice hoarse. 

May looked up at them somberly as she cut the cord. “Because he can’t, honey. His lungs…He came into this world too early.” 

Ronnie sobbed, shaking hands curling around his tiny body. Holding him to her chest. Jake could only stare. Kiss his wife’s face in what he hoped was a comforting way as she continued to cry. Watch as that too small hand wrapped around Ronnie’s finger. 

His son. That was his son.

Jake cupped the back of that tiny baby’s head. It fit entirely in his palm. He wasn’t going to make it. There wasn’t anything to be done. If they were in a hospital, maybe there was a chance. But they weren’t. They were at the end of the world instead. And Jake felt…

Relieved. It washed over him and then it twisted inside him like a knife. 

“We never decided on a name,” Ronnie spoke quietly, tears rolling down her cheeks. 

“Darlin’...”

“I know…I know. But he still deserves a name.” 

Asher. Happy life.

They held him until morning. Until his body finally gave up the fight. Jake had to pry him out of Ronnie’s hands. 

He buried his son outside the camp in silence. He didn’t mark the grave. And he did it all with a guilt and relief weighing heavy inside him. A stone. A mountain. A grave.

It wasn’t a Decoy. Jake didn’t know if what was actually standing in the middle of the room was any better. 

He instantly dropped his gun, mouth falling open in shock. 

A baby stood there, red faced and crying. They were holding themselves, tiny arms wrapped around their middle, as tears and snot streamed down their face. 

Javy followed Jake into the room with a furrowed brow. Then he noticed the child and whispered, “Ah, shit.”

The baby instantly ran up to Jake. Wails still tumbling endlessly from their mouth as they came up to him with arms raised — wanting to be held. Jake could only fumble for a moment. Glancing over at Javy with questioning eyes. What was he supposed to do?

But then the child began to cry, “Up! Up!” 

And Jake caved. He handed off his gun and bent down to pick them up. The baby curled into his chest, wails reduced to whimpers as they buried their face in the fabric of his jacket. Jake stood back to his feet, mind reeling, as his body swayed in some natural soothing instinct. 

An unmarked grave but he still remembered where. That even after all these years he still visited from time to time. A relief. A guilt. Heavy as a child in his arms.

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How I would’ve structured Season 4

I’m not even talking major revamping like changing character designs, motivations and so on (that would be another major post), just some structural changes within the overall plot of the season.

We get to watch the first coupling up as it happens

Make Kelly and Bruno OG Islanders, they’re coupled up when we get in

MC gets in as soon as the first coupling up happens as the eleventh Islander OR MC takes out all the boys on a (sit down, have drinks and talk) date during that first night

MC has 24 hours to pick a boy to couple up and everyone knows it

Girl left single due to MC picking her partner stays in the Villa, no one else recouples during that

Give us the option to be in a friendship couple if we’re not vibing romantically with anyone so far. They could go out on a daytime date the next day and establish that or develop further romantically

On day 3, Youcef and Oliver drop in - they both need time to develop worthwhile stories with MC (Youcef is too closed off/scared to open up at the beginning, he just stays behind this whole “I’m so sexy and smoldering” armour; and if Oliver’s whole thing is being friends first then let’s give him the time for that). They drop in during a party and there’s some group activity like truth or dare

On day 4, they each get to pick two girls to go on (separate) dates in the hideaway terrace/at the garden outside the Villa driveway that night (both choose MC as at least one of the dates, of course)

On day 5, Some cheeky kissing challenge happens (like rate the best kisser) and people start showing signs of wanting to switch couples, maybe some minor drama happens

First full girls’ choice recoupling on day 6, girl left single by MC gets to pick first, single boy is dumped. If MC coupled up with a girl (Najuma/Kelly), then Islanders have to vote to dump one of the single boys

MAJOR GRAFTING AS EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING. Just get MC to circle around and chat to people throughout the Villa, that’s what they’re there for. The bestie moments are nice, but I want to interact with everyone, even the people I may not like as otherwise how am I gonna get to know them?

On day 7, they get a silly challenge, like one of those gross out food ones or body paint/slime/dive into water

On day 8, Juliet and Valentina hit the Villa while the girls are out having brunch/having a spa day and start stirring shit up (that’s why they’re there). Give MC the opportunity to befriend them as the previous girl bombshell and strategize together

On day 9, they take boys out on those dinner dates (one boy prepares starter, another the main, the third the dessert) while the OG girls need to stay inside and fret (or not)

On day 10 they have a cheeky challenge where they have to kiss person whose secret is about and a party

On day 11, it’s a boys’ choice recoupling. The girl not picked is dumped. If MC had been with a girl before, they’re actually forced to separate but they can remain “together” while in official (friendship) couples with the boys. They can choose to sleep outside on the daybeds, for instance

On day 12, new cheeky challenge, like those silly obstacle course ones where they get wet and need to make out at the end. It’s possible to pick someone other than their couple and possibility for drama ensues

Day 13 is a chill day, something silly like playing around in the pool or games like Never Have I Ever

Day 14 there’s dates all around. DIFFERENT DATES FOR DIFFERENT LIs - like Oliver would be something to do with nature, Youcef would be a sit down dinner date, Bruno is something fun like paddle boarding and so on

Day 15: CASA AMOR! Give us six new hot guys to interact with. Bonus: Dylan could be a CA boy (minus all the red flags) while Tiffany is a CA girl

Day 16: Villa vs Villa challenge then cocktail party

Day 17: the video with suggestive clips from original boys drops in first thing in the morning, then they have brunch and Stick or Switch recoupling in the evening. Single Islanders remain in the Villa for now

Day 18: potentially awkward drinks date if a CA girl (could be Tiffany) stole your original partner (if we were with a girl and just in a friendship couple with one of the boys it’s a great drinks date with possibility for flirting as well) and integration party to get to know new Casa people

Day 19: dumping of least voted Islanders (possibility of breaking up couples if one is liked and the other isn’t). If MC was left single during Stick or Switch, usual deal where MC picks one Islander up for dumping. Final numbers are six couples, so depending on how many couples were formed during Casa Amor a lot of people could be going home then

Day 20: Tom and Cora invite people out on dates before even hitting the Villa. There’s a cocktail party in the evening to welcome them

Day 21: silly couple’s challenge or something like Most Likely To hosted by Tom and Cora

Day 22: chill day with some game like volleyball or a barbacue or something like Talent Show for integration

Day 23: Boys’ choice recoupling, but Tom and Cora pick first - MC of course gets stolen by one of them

Day 24: Brunch date in the morning, heart racing challenge in the evening

Day 25: They go out to a beach party where Returning Islanders (boy dumped in day 6 and girl dumped on 11) rejoin the group. Least favorite couples are revealed at the party (Tom/Cora and respective partners are immune from voting). Islanders need to choose to dump one couple.

Day 26: Mean Tweets/Movie Night - let’s stir shit up and ramp up the drama with unseen bits and shocking developments coming to light. This is where Dylan’s true nature could come out if we chose to recouple with him after Casa Amor (I’d still rather he be the perfect guy until we win the game and he chooses the money)

Day 27: The girls choose who they want to go out on dates with and we have final girls’ choice recoupling. If we’re with a girl, two of the boys couple up as well (either as friends or romantically, there’s possibility for that with some of the boys)

Day 28: Baby challenge then dumping of 2 least favorite couples (we get to influence who stays)

Day 29: Meet the Parents and Final Dates (gimme something glamorous that I’d never get the chance to do again in my life!!) then final dumping down to four couples (we choose who stays)

Day 30: Prom prep (shopping, dance lessons, speech writing) and Prom

Day 31: The Final

This is very basic, I’d still need to go into details of what happens each day exactly, group dynamics, couples drama thrown in the mix and so on, but this pacing would be so much more to my liking. There’s possibility for getting to know people before actual recouplings and we can actually choose to be with people outside of our official couples (as it happens in the show).

[cedricslover]

can you write a oneshot with wolfstars daughter dating george

Here you go bestie<33 thank u for requesting!!

As a wolfstar shipper and a George girl myself😌, I hope you like this bestie<33

Pairings: Sirius x Remus, George x Fem! Reader

Warnings: some homophobia at the beginning, teasing Sirius Black lmaooo

Word Count: 2.4k

“You want a future with me?”

“Hello dear” you turned around and saw one of your fathers, “Dad!” you jumped and hugged him, you just got off the Hogwarts express, this would be your last summer break since you’re going to be seventh year the next time you step at Hogwarts. 

“How’s my baby girl?” He looked at you as you broke the hug, you smiled at the sight of him “Doing great, where’s dad?” you looked around while he picked up your trunk, “Here!” you heard the voice of your other father and your heart jumped out of joy when you saw him, you ran to him and hugged him too. 

“Here’s a chocolate for our princess” he handed you a bar of chocolate, “Remus! You ruined my moment with her, you should show up at the exit, not here, you’re ruining my quality time with our daughter!” suddenly Sirius was having a tantrum, not likely a tantrum actually, he was just whining. 

“No” Remus answered and looked away while he bit into his own chocolate bar. You laughed at them, “Stop acting like kids” you said and linked your arms to theirs. 

“Excuse us?” They both said in unison and looked at you, their forehead creasing that made you laugh even more. 

“You may” you nodded while closing your eyes and your parents just looked at each other, and it seemed like they were blaming the other one as to why you are so sarcastic.

“Let’s just go home” you dragged them by the arms since theirs are still linked to yours. You giggled as you saw Sirius not even struggling while carrying your trunk and at the same time being dragged by his daughter, and giggled even more when you saw your other dad who was just eating his chocolate quietly while observing the surroundings. 

You three were just like a happy family, parents picking up their child that came from a boarding school, if it weren’t just the ugly looks the people gave you.

It seems like Sirius was also bothered by how people looked at the three of you, seriously? Can’t they just manage their own business. 

Remus on the other hand was like used to it, he didn’t show any bothered expression, he didn't want to feed their satisfaction. That is something you got from him, that’s why you just let the people be, but of course, Sirius being Sirius.

He removed his arms from your link and grabbed Remus' face and took a bite from the chocolate that was centimeters away from his lips-being that he was eating it, your eyes widened registering how did that happen so fast, your jaw dropped, and a smile slowly formed in your lips as you saw Remus turning scarlet. 

 “Gross” you removed your arm that was around Remus’ and walked past them, your smile didn’t left your lips as you see mixed reactions from the crowd at the station, some were smiling, some were confused, some were probably uncomfortable, and of course, the people who were obvious to be insulted or disgusted. 

Needless to say, Sirius is your father, so you flicked those people who looked openly disgusted by them, they were sneering, frowning, and rolling their eyes.

“Fuck off git” you mouthed as you walk, turning to them while your middle fingers were greeting them. 

“Good job princess” Sirius laughed and high fived you as you three arrived at the front of number 12 Grimmauld Place, you weren’t sure what was the good job for, is it for flicking those people off or for successfully apparating, you decided to shrug it off and just viewed the house, it was your father’s ancestral home, it was filled by terrible memories of his childhood but with you three living there, it was all buried deep down. 

You unconsciously stared at the beautiful house that was concealed in the muggles eyes. You felt nostalgic seeing your dads walking towards the door, memories from your childhood appeared in front of you.

A girl in a yellow flowy dress, around the age of four, was running towards two men with their arms open wide, expecting that the little girl would run to them instead of the other, but what they didn’t expect was the little girl would run straight to the space between them and both hug them from the necks. 

The little girl was giggling while her dads were teary eyed, that’s when they realized, she never had favorites, if she had the choice to not choose, she wouldn’t. 

“Y/N?” Remus called you from the doorstep, his head was cocking from the door. “Oh!” you ran to the door “call me before dinner yeah?” you told Remus as you removed your shoes. You raised your gaze to him with flashing eyes and maintained eye contact, waiting for his answer. 

“Alright” he replied to you, you felt sudden joy not even sure why but it did make you kiss him on the cheek. ���Thanks!, Love you dad!” you shouted as you ran towards the stairs, 

“HOW ABOUT ME?!” you heard Sirius who was probably at the kitchen doing Merlin knows what, “I LOVE YOU TOO!” you yelled while you ran the stairway. 

“YOU BETTER BE NOT PREGNANT WITH THAT WEASLEY BOY’S CHILD Y/N!” Remus’ voice echoed and you laughed and stopped from entering your room and peeked down while holding at the stair rails.

“DON’T WORRY, I’M NOT PREGNANT!” you shouted back and you heard his sigh of relief, “YET!” you added and sprinted to your room and closed the door. 

You heard both of their voices shouting your name. You cackle while heading to your study table, your room was cozy, it was filled with different drawings you made when you were a child, there was your very first black leather jacket that Sirius gave you before he bought you a bicycle, it was hanging from a corner, properly displayed, he was expecting you to like motorbikes like he did, and you did, you like riding motorbikes. 

There was also your very first hair accessories that Remus bought for you, hair pins, hair clips, headbands, and many more. He was the one who likes to tidy you up, even before you make yourself dirty by running and riding the bike. Of course Remus struggled but thankfully, Lily did teach him a few hairstyles when they were teenagers, and the rest of his knowledge came from going to different hair salons just to ask how to style his daughter’s hair. 

An owl bumped on your window that made your brows raise and shift your head to that direction. 

“Errol?” you said the name of the owl and he dropped a letter to your hand before he headed to your table and lay down, acting very exhausted, of course to your utter panic you immediately got water and placed it in front of him. You sighed as he drank through the container, enough for him to drink. 

While he relaxed you opened the letter. 

Hello beautiful, 

                   I’ll arrive there at six, see you. 

Your husband, 

George

You bit your lower lip and smiled, then you forgot, you haven’t told your dads yet. Without wasting any time, you apparated to the kitchen. 

“Hey” you voice lingered behind their backs and they jumped, they turned their heads to you with wide eyes, “You don’t do that here” Sirius said while holding his chest, “I almost had a heart attack” he glared at you while you just tried to not laugh,

“You’re just getting old dad” you stated that made him glare at you more, Remus smiled very very sweetly at you, trying to bribe you to not say it “and you too” you smiled back, looking at their sour faces. 

“Enough” Remus raised both of his hands and shaked it, trying to shoo you. “I was about to say that George’s arriving at si-” you didn’t have the chance to finish your sentence when someone knocked at the door. 

“I’ll get it” you announced, you three were quite tensed as to who might be at the door, you weren’t expecting visitors this early, it wasn't 6 o'clock yet. 

You opened the door, ready to run back to the kitchen if something goes wrong, but what greeted who was something-or someone, who had a mischievous smile, his red hair shining because of the sun, and his brown eyes gleaming at you. 

“Hello dove” his smile became wider as he caught the perfect view of his girlfriend, her Y/H/C hair complimenting her skin, the eyes that were obviously shocked to see him, and the smile that slowly formed on her soft lips. 

“George!” you mentioned his name when you processed who was standing in front of you, he gave you a peck on the lips before he grabbed your waist and pushed you carefully to the side so he can walk, “hello Sirs” he cleared his throat and rubbed both of his hand on his pants before giving your fathers a hand shake. 

This would probably be their very first ‘formal’ meeting, they already met each other at Hogwarts, during the Triwizard tournament, but that wasn’t formal enough, unlike now. 

George was scratching the back of his neck and was being really nervous, you just surveyed them, and when you noticed something it was too late because your mouth opened before you can even think twice

“Dad, you’re the smallest” you told Sirius that made the three of them look at you, firstly George was shaking his head slightly, trying to tell you that it was not the right time, then Remus was also looking at you, he was trying his best to cross his brows but you can see the ghost of smile that was in his face, on the other hand, Sirius was there shooting daggers at you with his eyes like you’re not his child, then he slowly looked at Remus and George. 

George was obviously the tallest, but only an inch taller than Remus, while Sirius, he’s just not a six footer. 

“I-uh come George let’s prepare the table” even though it was still early, you reached for George’s hand, still feeling the stares of your father, you wanted to laugh, so hard, but he might not buy you your favorite cereal, so you chose to suck it up.

“Why’d you do that?” George started talking as you fetched his wand and used it to prepare the table using magic, “it was my mouth’s fault, anyway, you told me you're arriving at six, it's not six yet” you answered and watched the floating plates and utensils. 

“I was trying my best not to laugh dove, please don’t do that again in front of your parents, I might lose goodie points, and I meant six minutes not six o'clock” he chuckled as he hugged you from the back, wrapping his arms around your waist and laying his chin on the top of your head. 

“Even if you lose goodie points, I’ll still love you don’t worry” you faced him and cupped his face, his face that was always as perfect, those freckles that can make a constellation, his eyes that you would prefer to look at rather than the stars, and his hair that would always stand out. 

It was like a magnetic pull, your faces was slowly getting nearer and nearer, almost there, the finish line, his lips onto yours, inches turned to an inch, heartbeats getting fast, and you can feel his breath, then his soft lips was supposed to be next 

Not until someone cleared their throat that made you push George out of reflex. 

“No snogging in this house, you understand that angel?” Sirius crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, “Yes dad” you replied, slightly embarrassed so you chose to continue to prepare the table while George can’t maintain eye contact with you or anyone in the room. 

“Sorry dad” you walked to Sirius who was still in the entrance of the kitchen, surprisingly he smiled at you, “Yeah that’s for bullying me” he wrapped his arms over your shoulder “But about that almost kiss? I’m not mad don’t worry, we all kiss someone at some time” he added like it was just common sense for him to not get mad.

“I love you” you said out of the blue while you two watched Remus and George laughing at the dinner table, you rested your head on his chest, “I love you more princess” you felt him kiss the top of your head. 

“Just walk with the boy outside while we clean here alright?” Remus looked at you and George, he tapped George’s shoulder before he turned his back to the both of you and be with Sirius who was still drinking wine at the table. 

“Come on” George called you and touched your back to guide you, your eyes were still looking at your parents, mesmerized by their strong bond. 

“Georgie?” you tried to get his attention while you two walked the dim lighted streets, only the flickering lamp posts and the moon were the sources of light. 

“Hmm?” he was busy playing your hand, touching every bit of it, and even comparing it to his. “You think we would be like them?” you stopped on your tracks, feeling the night summer breeze brushing your skin, "Like who love?" He stared at you, now holding your hand firmly, "Sirius and Remus" you answered and tucked the few strands of hair that was bothering your face because of the wind,  you looked at his eyes and saw amusement and adoration all over it.

“You’re asking me that?” a lopsided smile appeared on his face, you nodded slightly as an answer, “You’re thinking of marrying me?” he asked you again, now giving a full smile, you nodded again, “You," he pointed to you "want a future with me?” he pointed to himself, his eyes smiling the same as his lips, you nodded again, oblivious of how that made George’s inner monologues that was doubting what would happen with the both of you disappear, because who wouldn’t, you’re Y/N, raised by two amazing people, you’re beautiful, intelligent, bold, and many more that he would even consider you as perfect. 

And you’re here, saying that you wanted a future with him. 

Now, with the moon smiling at the both of you, the stars being your cheerleaders, your lips met, you hooked your arms around his neck while he cups your face with one hand and the other holding your waist. 

At this night, two teenagers shared a kiss under a lamp post, during the summer of 1995. 

[diary-of-a-simp-beta]

Wednesday 22-02-23

Hii diary!! So like OMG, i saw LIREALLY the most adorbes tiktok earlier, totally super cute and stuff. So Kim K was with Mimi, and their kids North & Monroe did a dance video and their moms joined in in like a total twist ending! so fun lol, luv how such boss girls like KK and MC are besties like their kids, total inspo BFF goals! Loved Mimi's leggings and boots combo too, so fetch, need to try see what brands they were!

I know what isn't fetch though. So like, 2 my fav influencers seem to me having major fallout which is super lame :( Brekie Hill is calling Livvy Dunne a bully and a mean bitch, but like Livvy is super amazee, so I think Brekie is being a total bitch and being super catty because she's well jel how popular Livvy is! I know I am but thats cuz i wanna be popular (esp with the boys!!!) but I'm super happy shes done well! She deserves it!

Speaking of cute boys, Harry Styles is holding a tour soon! I wont be able to make it this year, but I need to save upo to go to his next one! He's soooo dreamy and like such a gd singer too! Gonna watch every clip of his tour online I can find for now! I luv this pic of him in PJ's, I'd wear something cute if slept with him too but also super sexy bc its Styles duh!!!

I know it wasn't a tour, but RiRi's performance at the sports thing was amazee! Such a total queen I had to shake my booty to her! AND Oh My Gawd!! She's pregnant!!! Her amd ASAP Rocky are the perf couple, bet this baby will be super cute just like her baby boy! I hope we find his name out one day!! But like her outfit was to die for! Total crimson red she was on fire! But shes so amazee with her fashion choices, like I seriously would never have thought about wearing a cotton canvas flight suit, but she pulled it off so well! That silk jersey catsuit and leather corset just made it to die for! Was custom made for her by Loewe, who I've never heard off, so will totally look them up and see if I can get some fake stuff to feel like RiRi hehe! Also I'm gonna make sure I get like all her albums. Don't worry RiRi, I'll get you your money!

I do need to invest in some makeup though, and take a look at my skin care routine. Gonna watch some tutorial's on the basics and see if I can get some Kylie makeup. Love her brand and shes an icon too! A girl at work always looks on point, I might have to ask her what she uses!

TTYS x