#but the point is he has worked incredibly hard to improve himself and he so he doesn't deserve to be fucking treated like this

[justagaycryptid]

Ngl Will is a better man than me because if I had to deal with half the shit he’s had to put up with over the years I would have immediately quit

[hispg]

Fantasize

Pairings: R2! Leon x Fem! Reader

Summary: Your new neighbor Leon knows that you're married, but he can't help it but fantasize about you.

Wc: 3.9k

Warnings: smut,unprotected sex,p in v, fingering, dirty thoughts, cheating ( don't be like them), soft dom! Leon, pet names.

An:Sorry for the delay in posting, university has been taking up all my time and I'm also having some personal problems. Anyway, thanks for the 200 followers! And for all the messages I've been receiving, sorry for not answering them all. But please know that I read each one and smile like a fool, thank you for your love <3. I'm preparing a fanfic with Fuckboy! Leon, maybe it'll take a while, but I promise it'll be worth it!

Leon knew you were a married woman, he always knew, ever since he saw the shiny ring on your ring finger. A more than clear sign of your marriage.

Not that it bothered him at first, after all, he had just moved into the same condominium as you. He thought he'd just be another neighbor, but then he was wrong.

But then he started to get close to you, doing simple things like helping you carry the groceries you bought. Even holding the elevator open so you could get in.

Small talk here and there, nothing too personal or anything. Just two people getting to know each other. And by some chance of fate, he ended up finding you an interesting person, the more he talked to you, the more mesmerized he became.

Was it wrong? Of course it was, but he couldn't help fantasizing about you, it was stronger than him.

And frankly nothing improved when he found out that your husband didn't spend much time at home, if you saw him more than twice a month it was pure luck.

You were such a sweet and gentle person, he couldn't understand how your husband didn't mind spending so much time at home. You were alone most of the time, and that legitimately bothered him.

At some point he asked for your number, so he could talk to you often. And indeed he did, he spoke to you almost every day, even if it was just a simple message, but he was interested to know how you were doing.

After a while he found himself thinking about you more than he should, whether at work or when he was alone at home. He didn't know why, but you gradually occupied all his thoughts. Seven days a week, all the time he imagined you, with him.

He knew it was morally wrong, since you were a married woman. Besides, he was only a cop, what could he offer you? Your husband could certainly give you anything you asked for. Just about everything.

Maybe one thing less.

The walls were thin, you could easily hear what was going on from the other side. The adjoining walls of his bedroom gave him the opportunity to hear what was going on on the other side. Which was exactly your bedroom.

It was impossible not to notice the little noises you made, the low squeaks and moans that you swore no one else could hear.

But Leon heard perfectly.

He had keen instincts, perhaps because he was a police officer and needed things to be like that. However, he didn't understand what caused these noises, the moans, the heavy breathing, the gasps that he heard so clearly.

Until one day he realized, it was you touching yourself.

Letting out soft cries, playing with your needy pussy. He could already imagine you arching your body on the bed, clutching the sheets and moaning with every touch.

Incredibly exciting, he thought. Yet he couldn't help imagining the fact that you had no one to do it for you. No one to fill your cunt, to not let you do this job on your own.

And then he realized, your husband could give you everything except one thing. Pleasure.

And that Leon could give you, without a shadow of a doubt.

Every time he heard you doing these things, his mind went wild. Fuck, he could feel his cock getting hard just from that, thinking it could be him.

Imagining you arching and bending your body towards him, while he was buried between your legs. Or rather, how well you could fit him, the gigantic desire he had to fuck you dumb, make you addicted to his cock.

He often tried not to think about it, it was morally wrong, of course. He tried to maintain good behavior, composure, but it was impossible to do that when you were so close to him.

It was even worse when you called him to your house, just to chat and eat the delicious cookies you baked. He didn't know if it was on purpose, but you always wore short clothes to these small gatherings, shorts so short and tight that he could clearly see the curve of your ass. Plus the graceful fact that you didn't wear a bra when you were at home, giving him the opportunity to see your breasts swaying slightly as you walked.

Maybe that's why he would ask for more coffee or cookies, just to see your figure walking around the kitchen, providing the perfect image for his unbridled imagination.

In his mind, his life would only be perfect if he had you by his side, in a routine where he could fuck you every day of the week. Every single day.

At this point, he's lost count of how many times he's jerked off to you, how many times he's dreamt that it was your hand doing the work, not his.

From time to time he even thought about how wrong it was, but by then it was too late, his cum was oozing out all over him, making him let out a slight grunt of pleasure. Spilling it all over his sheets, making a mess.

The next day he would greet you as if nothing had happened, with the biggest innocent smile on his face.

But all his self-control went down the drain once he saw you wearing a tight red nightgown, it was made of silk and fitted your body perfectly.

He couldn't stop staring for a second, and he could already feel something hardening in his body.

"Thank you, sweetheart." You say with a soft smile, looking at him.

The reason he was at your house right now was that he was helping you put a heavy package inside, and maybe he was going to put more than the package inside.

"Nothing at all. Want some help unpacking?" He replied, wiping his uniform a little.

And you didn't know why, but something sparked in you every time you saw him in his uniform. He looked so handsome like that.

"Yes, please." You nod. It was obvious that you didn't need his help for such a simple thing, but if it meant he'd stay longer, then you'd let it be.

All you got from him was a smile, and he started looking in the box for a place to open it, and you went to find a pair of scissors.

Once you returned he was kneeling on the floor, slowly opening the box with his hands. As soon as he looked up, he saw too much, his gaze went straight to your thighs, exactly to the middle of your legs.

At the same moment he blushed, trying to look away. But before either of you could say a word, the lights flickered and went out for good. A sudden blackout.

Leon was the first to react, he stood up abruptly and bumped into you, holding you by the waist to prevent you from falling.

On impulse, you grabbed his shoulders, just to keep your balance. It was only at that moment that you realized how close your face was to his, the way his eyes stared at you intensely, as if for the last time.

Not only that, but you felt a certain bulge in your stomach, and it didn't take more than two seconds for you to understand what it was all about.

Just a brief glimpse of your thighs was enough for him to get hard, and even more so holding you so close.

"I'm sorry..." He whispers awkwardly, still holding you in his arms.

You don't know if it was your instinct, or if it was your body aching for any kind of touch, but before you could imagine it you pushed your lips to his, kissing him with a force you didn't even know you had.

He obviously hesitated, the weight of the act bearing down on his back in an abrupt way. It was so wrong, a part of him just wanted to push you away and say no, but by then he wasn't thinking straight, his body went into overdrive.

It wasn't long before he was moving his lips against yours in pure synchronicity, his fingers curving around your waist, effectively sticking the two of you together. At that moment it was as if nothing else mattered, perhaps it was the lust affecting your thoughts, the bottled-up desire to touch each other.

Too much to describe, and it could only be demonstrated through this physical contact, the way his tongue slid into your mouth, exploring every inch. Taking the time to savor the moment, because he genuinely didn't know if this would be the first and last time.

His hands reached down to lift your nightgown, cupping your ass and pushing you against him even more. His thoughts were racing, but he couldn't stop. Just feeling sorry for your poor husband. Not that would stop him from doing anything.

You were almost in the same situation, except that your mind was foggy, you were already feeling hot and bothered by a simple kiss. A kiss like the one your husband had never been able to give you, and perhaps could never make you feel so aroused by a simple act.

God, if it was so wrong, why did it have to be so good?

Even though you tried to open your mouth to speak at some point, Leon wouldn't let you, he always pressed his lips against yours harder, forcing you to keep quiet. And before he did anything else, he lifted you up by your ass, carrying you across the couch. He was only guided by his senses, since he was more than used to being in your house.

"Shit, we shouldn't have-" you protest, and he shuts you up with another kiss, laying you down on the couch and getting on top of you, holding your wrists above your head, preventing you from moving or anything.

Soon you felt his full weight on top of you, as his warm breath hit your cheek, while he nibbled lightly, "It's too late to say no."

Yes, he was right.

Now was not the time for remorse or saying no, because let's face it, it's not like you were going to say no.

And hell, you knew so well that you should say no, but he wasn't helping either. Whispering sweet nothings in your ear, kissing and nibbling your neck, making you gasp and squirm under him.

You nestled your hands in his hair, pulling him in for another thirsty kiss. You simply acted like someone who hadn't been touched in months, every little brush against you was enough to send a shiver down your spine.

His hands roamed over your body, exploring every inch, remembering what it felt like to have your skin against his, a sensation he wouldn't forget even if he wanted to. All Leon could feel now was pity, pity for your poor husband.

Why was that? Because Leon was sure that he would make you feel like never before, a sensation that your husband could not possibly give you.

"You've been waiting for this, haven't you?" he whispers, looking at you with a little smile.

All you did was nod, your flushed and embarrassed face already saying a lot. At the same time as you felt a lust burning throughout your body, there was a guilt that consumed you in an overwhelming way.

If it was so wrong, why did this shit have to be so good?

Your mind was blurred and confused, as if all you could focus on were his touches, the way he was playing with the waistband of your panties, threatening to pull them down at any moment. The way his blue eyes penetrated you, as if he wanted to memorize every detail.

As soon as his lips touched your neck, you felt your body twitch, and a small moan escaped your lips. Each act made your body burn, it had been so long since you'd been touched like this, something about him excited you too much. More than it should.

He took his time, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your neck, shoulders, down to your breasts. Where he made a point of slowly taking off your nightgown, revealing what he wanted, you didn't wear a bra at home, so this was just another advantage for him. As soon as he flicked his tongue out to make contact with your skin, he stopped. Something was bothering him.

His gaze was on your hands, specifically on your ring finger, looking at your wedding ring. Then he took your hand, slowly removing the ring.

"Today you'll be mine, you don't have to wear this." His voice was low and husky, and he didn't care about your ring at all, he just took it off and threw it somewhere in the room.

It would take you some time to find it again.

"Leon I-" He shushed you, pressing two fingers to your lips, forcing you to open wide. Soon you had two fingers in your mouth, and he moved them back and forth, making sure you sucked it all in.

"No talking for today, baby." The velvety voice once again drew a sly whimper from you, making you hold him tight.

His deft fingers moved down to your wet slit, rubbing your entrance in circles, his fingertips doing a marvelous job on you.

"You're touch depraved, aren't you?" Leon asks, a mischievous smile appearing on his lips.

You were so wet, just from simple touches, it wasn't hard to guess that you were the type to get turned on by silly things.

Another whimper escapes your lips, your nails digging into his forearm, and from the smile he gave you, he was certainly enjoying the situation.

The way he knew exactly where to touch, how to touch. It was simply enough to drive you insane. You didn't even know how he did it, but he did.

His fingers found your clit, and as soon as they did, he started stroking it with his thumb, lightly, just to see every reaction you gave.

He would keep each one in his memory, it would be the most vivid memories he'd had in a while.

"So wet, just for me, isn't it?" A pure tease, just to drive you even crazier.

You nodded dumbly, he was all you needed at that moment. You'd never felt this way before, and you wondered how he could do it.

Without warning he slipped a finger into you, stretching your tight walls gently, curling his fingers and searching for your sensitive spots, and he wouldn't stop until he found them.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered huskily, removing his fingers from your mouth so that you could moan for him.

You couldn't do anything more than moan or mumble things here or there, so when he increased the speed and added another finger it was enough to make you see stars.

"There, there, it feels good when you touch there." In a whimper you say, as soon as you feel his fingers curving around your sweet spots.

All he did was bite his lip, seeing how pleased you were with him. He couldn't wait to fuck you, his mind was stuck on the idea.

He would be the man for you, and you would be his woman. He could easily fulfill the role your husband should be playing.

"Is that good?" He purrs in your ear, licking your earlobe.

You bite your lip and nod, another dirty moan coming from your lips. You could feel your orgasm approaching, the way he stroked your clit as he fucked you with his fingers was enough to make you go wild with him.

"Come for me." He purrs at you, and in one swift movement he finds your breast, wrapping his tongue around your sensitive nipple.

He sucked like crazy, making a point of doing so until he felt your nipple harden in his wet muscle.

Before you knew it, your hips were moving in sync with his movements, in perfect harmony.

God knows how he knew every sensitive spot of yours so well, maybe he'd been waiting for this more than you realized.

"Leon! Fuck-," you moan loudly, rolling your eyes and arching your body, feeling your orgasm wash over you intensely. In a way that has never happened before.

He gave you a lopsided grin and a contented murmur, extremely proud and smug at having made you cum like that.

"What a beautiful princess, you're perfect when you come." He whispered sensuously in your ear, kissing all over your face straight after.

You were speechless, your breathing heavy and fast, your mind even messier than before. At this point you didn't want to think about right or wrong, your mind was in a whirlwind of pleasure.

As soon as he saw you calm down from your high, he lifted you into his arms, carrying you like a princess. He couldn't stand it any longer, his cock hard and throbbing in his pants, he had to take you.

And of course he would do it in your bed, you would be his in your bed. As if you were husband and wife. He already knew the way to your bedroom, and gently laid you down on the bed, letting you sink into the soft mattress.

"My beautiful wife, you're going to welcome me like the perfect wife you are, aren't you?" A low purr in your ear, his fingers reaching down to undo his belt.

You nod, sitting down on the bed and helping him out of his uniform. As he took off his pants, you unbuttoned his shirt, kissing and licking all over his chest.

Low moans and gasps came from his lips, he reached for your hair and began to stroke you, encouraging you to continue. You were so perfect in his eyes, you needed to be his, if only for one night.

In the excitement of the moment, he pulled down his pants along with his boxers, letting his cock pop out, a mischievous smile on his lips, you would be his.

As he had so long hoped.

He holds you by the shoulders and pushes you onto the bed once more, letting you snuggle into the sheets.

As he watched you spread your legs, he mounted you, giving the perfect view of his shapely body. Every muscle twitching as he gripped the back of your thighs, spreading you even wider. He had the perfect view, you there all vulnerable for him, slit wet and clamoring for him.

And so he did, he pumped his cock and brushed your entrance, teasing you.

You whimpered, pushing your hips against the head of his cock, wanting him to do what he had to do right away.

A chuckle escapes his lips, and he pushes his cock all the way into you at once, making a quiet slapping sound.

"Fucking tight." He grunts in your ear, starting with calm, slow thrusts, giving you a slow, romantic kiss.

Savoring your taste as he passionately fucked you. Even if it wasn't true, for tonight you would be his woman. His alone, made for him, all his.

"Such a beautiful wife." He murmurs during the kiss, increasing the intensity of his thrusts, his skin colliding against yours.

"My beautiful husband." You say in a whimper, the words sliding out of your mouth as if it were the purest truth.

Perhaps you only spoke in the heat of the moment, or perhaps deep down you wanted it to be true.

He bites his lip, pushing your thighs further into the mattress, moving his hips at an incredibly fast speed, he couldn't hold back any longer, he needed it. Just like you.

"I'm going to come inside you, and you're going to let me, aren't you?" He growls at you, squeezing your thighs tightly.

"Y-yes, yes please." You plead, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you arch your body towards him, your nails digging into the sheets.

"Good, fucking good girl." He whispers, pulling his cock out of you, only to shove it in once more.

You both moan loudly at the sensation, your velvety, tight walls embracing him, pulling him in. His cock throbbing and twitching inside you, he was close, and he couldn't wait to fill you with his big, full load.

He was focused on giving you the most pleasure he could give, just to make sure you didn't forget him, and if he was lucky you could call him one more time.

And he didn't mind being your lover at all, there was no denying that he was very fond of the idea.

At that point, your moans filled the room, surely the neighbors next door could hear what was going on if they listened closely.

Not that you cared much about it, the swearing and sweet talk that escaped his lips, too lost in the moment to think about anything else.

His cock slid in and out of you, making the impure sound of bodies colliding, and Leon was closer to the edge, he wasn't going to hold back any longer.

"Close, Ah-, close," you moaned loudly, writhing and arching your body impatiently. You felt your orgasm building, your body trembling with pleasure beneath him.

He kisses your cheeks softly, whispering to you, "Me too, princess. Let's cum together, yeah? Be good for me, together."

With a loud moan you confirm, he increases the pace and puts the weight of his body on you, moaning and grunting in your ear. The thrusts were strong and deep, he made a point of hitting all your spots and making you see stars every time.

"Fuck - I'm cumming," he growls, his nails digging into your thighs, leaving light marks.

That was the last straw for you to reach your limit, your walls spasming on his cock, his white cream spurting into you. He came so much, so much that he hadn't realized the last time he'd felt this good.

"Good, fucking good." He murmurs, capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss, still moving slowly inside you.

His hands leave your thighs and find your hands, wrapping his fingers around yours.

"I want you, only you." He whispers against your mouth, kissing all over your face.

You bite your lip and stare at him, tempted to repeat the same sentence he's just said. Maybe it's selfish of you to want him all to yourself, when you couldn't do the same.

You couldn't promise to be his alone, and quite possibly you'd have to be husband and wife in secret. Not that it was a bad idea, even if it meant breaking a few hearts.

It wasn't long before he started kissing your neck, sucking lightly. He wanted to claim you again and again, for tonight you would be his alone. And he would make sure to mark you properly.

His fingers still wrapped around yours, as he whispered sweet nothings to you. You certainly wouldn't get out of that bed tonight, he wouldn't let you.

You would be two lovers in love, parting the next day. And looking forward to the next time. Regardless, the night would be memorable.

It would be a hell of a night.

[hollowed-theory-hall]

Harry Potter is Really Magically Powerful

So, in continuation to this post, and my desire to show some love to Harry James Potter, this post is dedicated to showing how magically powerful Harry actually is in the books — which is insanely powerful. Harry doesn't think of himself as a great wizard, but he is — definitely powerful enough to be Voldemort's equal (and Dumbledore's for that matter).

Under the cut are some quotes from the books that prove this.

Accidental Magic

Let's start with Harry's childhood accidental magic. Tom was considered prodigious for being able to steal things with magic and make animals obey him intentionally. Neville, as a late bloomer, bounced when thrown, which is the bare minimum of childhood accidental magic young witches and wizards should be doing.

Now he came to think about it…every odd thing that had ever made his aunt and uncle furious with him had happened when he, Harry, had been upset or angry…chased by Dudley’s gang, he had somehow found himself out of their reach…dreading going to school with that ridiculous haircut, he’d managed to make it grow back…and the very last time Dudley had hit him, hadn’t he got his revenge, without even realizing he was doing it? Hadn’t he set a boa constrictor on him?

(Philosopher's Stone, page 44)

Harry has:

Apparated out of Dudley's reach when in danger to get away - advanced magic only allowed to practice from the age of 16!

Growing back all his hair from not liking the bad haircut.

Disappearing the glass of the Boa Constrictor case and leashing it

not even when he’d had to take a school report home to the Dursleys saying that he’d somehow turned his teacher’s wig blue.

(Philosopher's Stone, page 84)

4. Turning his teacher's hair blue.

We see Harry is capable of aparation, transfiguration, and various charms at a level that is considered prodigious. Harry was incredibly advanced as a child according to his feats of magic before even knowing magic was real. And while he wasn't as intentional as Tom, he was aware enough to know odd things happened when he was "furious or upset" that the odd things responded to him.

Intuitive Casting

I wrote later in this post about this, but I do want to write a whole essay about how magic works in the Wizarding world, but like, really in short, emotion and intention matter in magic. A lot.

And we see Harry make use of this fact to great effect. Using spells with intention to change the way they behave and they work for him because of how magically prodigious he is.

Harry raised his own wand. “Protego!” Snape staggered; his wand flew upward, away from Harry — and suddenly Harry’s mind was teeming with memories that were not his — a hook-nosed man was shouting at a cowering woman, while a small dark-haired boy cried in a corner. . . . A greasy-haired teenager sat alone in a dark bedroom, pointing his wand at the ceiling, shooting down flies. . . . A girl was laughing as a scrawny boy tried to mount a bucking broomstick — “ENOUGH!” Harry felt as though he had been pushed hard in the chest; he took several staggering steps backward, hit some of the shelves covering Snape’s walls and heard something crack. Snape was shaking slightly, very white in the face.

(Order of the Phoenix, page 591)

This is from the last of Harry's and Snape's Occlumancy lessons. What's interesting here is that from Snape's words, it seems the protego spell isn't supposed to work like that. Harry is magically powerful enough to make protego (shield charm) to defend him from Legilamancy, turn the Legilamancy onto Snape and disarm Snape.

No wonder Snape is shocked, it really isn't supposed to work. Unless you're Harry Potter, that is.

He did say in their first lesson the rules of magic don't seem to apply to Harry.

“Reparo!” hissed Snape, and the jar sealed itself once more. “Well, Potter . . . that was certainly an improvement. . . .” Panting slightly, Snape straightened the Pensieve in which he had again stored some of his thoughts before starting the lesson, almost as though checking that they were still there. “I don’t remember telling you to use a Shield Charm . . . but there is no doubt that it was effective. . . .”

(Order of the Phoenix, page 591)

What I marked here is the fact in all their occlumancy lessons, even the first, Snape always placed a few memories in the pensive. He chose memories he didn't want Harry to see and place them there.

Okay... so why is that a big deal?

Snape repeatedly belittles Harry's magical skills, and yet, he fears Harry would turn the Legilemancy connection back on him. Legilemancy as Snape explained is no easy skill:

“Only Muggles talk of ‘mind reading.’ The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure. Thoughts are not etched on the inside of skulls, to be perused by any invader. The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter . . . or at least, most minds are. . . .” He smirked. “It is true, however, that those who have mastered Legilimency are able, under certain conditions, to delve into the minds of their victims and to interpret their findings correctly...”

(Order of the Phoenix, pages 350-351)

As such, he doesn't expect Harry to be capable of it. But that’s a lie. He clearly thinks Harry is skilled enough to be a threat in this situation. That Harry just might be able to turn this around and glimpse his own memories, which is no easy feat.

And Snape is many things, but stupid isn't one of them. If he thinks Harry is uniquely magically prodigious to be capable of this, then Harry probably is. Especially considering how much Snape hates Harry and how much he'd rather think he's stupid, useless, and unskilled.

“SHE KILLED SIRIUS!” bellowed Harry. “SHE KILLED HIM — I’LL KILL HER!” And he was off, scrambling up the stone benches. People were shouting behind him but he did not care. The hem of Bellatrix’s robes whipped out of sight ahead and they were back in the room where the brains were swimming. . . . She aimed a curse over her shoulder. The tank rose into the air and tipped. Harry was deluged in the foul-smelling potion within. The brains slipped and slid over him and began spinning their long, colored tentacles, but he shouted, “Wingardium Leviosa!” and they flew into the air away from him. Slipping and sliding he ran on toward the door.

(Order of the Phoenix, page 809)

Okay, so can we talk about this Levitation Charm? Please?

Like, get this, he uses Wingardium Leviosa, like a shield charm that sends multiple magical projectiles away from him. This isn't how this charm works, but it is if you're Harry Potter. (again, this is that intention use I mentioned)

The point is, that Harry is magically powerful enough to bend the way spells are meant to work to fit his will and situation.

And when Voldemort possesses him at the end of the fight in Order of the Phoenix:

He was gone from the hall, he was locked in the coils of a creature with red eyes, so tightly bound that Harry did not know where his body ended and the creature’s began. They were fused together, bound by pain, and there was no escape — And when the creature spoke, it used Harry’s mouth, so that in his agony he felt his jaw move. . . . “Kill me now, Dumbledore. . . .” Blinded and dying, every part of him screaming for release, Harry felt the creature use him again. . . . “If death is nothing, Dumbledore, kill the boy. . . .” Let the pain stop, thought Harry. Let him kill us. . . . End it, Dumbledore. . . . Death is nothing compared to this. . . . And I’ll see Sirius again. . . . And as Harry’s heart filled with emotion, the creature’s coils loosened, the pain was gone, Harry was lying facedown on the floor, his glasses gone, shivering as though he lay upon ice, not wood. . . .

(Order of the Phoenix, page 816)

Harry kicks Voldemort out.

As I mentioned, I have a a whole theory I'm drafting about magical theory and how magic works in the Wizarding World, but emotion as Harry describes in this scene is part of it. Emotion drives childhood accidental magic. Emotion is required to cast the Patronus charm and any of the unforgivable. Because of how emotion is tied to magic in this world, this instance is Harry's magic kicking Voldemort in his full power out of his mind.

Which is an impressive feat of magic.

Advanced Charmwork

“Oh — yeah —” said Harry, quickly forcing his thoughts back to that first broom ride. “Expecto patrono — no, patronum — sorry — expecto patronum, expecto patronum —” Something whooshed suddenly out of the end of his wand; it looked like a wisp of silvery gas. “Did you see that?” said Harry excitedly. “Something happened!”

(Prisoner of Azkaban, page 238)

This is the first time Harry cast a Patronus Charm. On his very first try of this complex charm, most adult wizards fail at — he succeeds. It isn't a perfect casting. His happy memory isn't happy enough, but the problem isn't Harry's skill.

The fact he succeeded in casting it at all with how crap his life has been up to this point is a testament to his magical talent.

Hatred rose in Harry such as he had never known before. He flung himself out from behind the fountain and bellowed “Crucio!” Bellatrix screamed. The spell had knocked her off her feet, but she did not writhe and shriek with pain as Neville had — she was already on her feet again, breathless, no longer laughing.

(Order of the Phoenix, page 810)

Harry, at age fifteen, casts the Cruciatus Curse for the first time. An advanced piece of dark magic that is tricky to cast. Sure, it wasn't the best cast Crucio, but it did work.

It did land.

It worked enough for Bellatrix to stop laughing and start taking Harry seriously.

Harry raised the hawthorn wand beneath the cloak, pointed it at the old goblin, and whispered, for the first time in his life, “Imperio!” A curious sensation shot down Harry’s arm, a feeling of tingling, warmth that seemed to flow from his mind, down the sinews and veins connecting him to the wand and the curse it had just cast.

(Deathly Hollows, page 452)

Like with the Cruciatus Curse, Harry succeeds in the Imperius curse on his first try (and the second try that happens immediately after). In general, Harry learns to cast most spells (even the advanced ones) incredibly quickly — like, on his first try. That's insane!

As Amycus spun around, Harry shouted, “Crucio!” The Death Eater was lifted off his feet. He writhed through the air like a drowning man, thrashing and howling in pain, and then, with a crunch and a shattering of glass, he smashed into the front of a bookcase and crumpled, insensible, to the floor. “I see what Bellatrix meant,” said Harry, the blood thundering through his brain, “you need to really mean it.”

(Deathly Hollows, page 502)

And he gets better over time, both with the Cruciatus Curse, as we see here and his fully corporeal Patronus which is considered an unbelievable feat for a fifteen-year-old:

“Your Patronus had a clearly defined form? I mean to say, it was more than vapor or smoke?” “Yes,” said Harry, feeling both impatient and slightly desperate, “it’s a stag, it’s always a stag.” “Always?” boomed Madam Bones. “You have produced a Patronus before now?” “Yes,” said Harry, “I’ve been doing it for over a year —” “And you are fifteen years old?” “Yes, and —” “You learned this at school?” “Yes, Professor Lupin taught me in my third year, because of the —” “Impressive,” said Madam Bones, staring down at him, “a true Patronus at that age . . . very impressive indeed.”

(Order of the Phoenix, page 141)

I agree Madam Bones, Harry is impressive and is Voldemort's equal magically. Harry isn't just Expelliarmos. he's clever and talented and very magically capable with every spell he tries his hand in.

[heartshapedbubble]

Hi can I request Andrew, Luca, William, Wu Chang and Antonio reacting to having an s/o that can crush a watermelon between her thighs.

this req made me shit bricks when i first received it in august LMFAOOOO this was so fun to write anon thank you so much for this/gen

andrew, luca, william, wu chang and antonio reacting to their s/o crushing a watermelon between their thighs🕸⚡🏈☂️🎻

andrew kreiss🕸

he is... confused to say the least

when you first did it he jumped out of fear thinking you hurt yourself by doing so

this man would probably burst into flames after one pretzel stick he has NO idea how to react

....he'd be lying if he said it doesn't interest him though

like. he is INCREDIBLY lost and maybe even disturbed but like. do it again

"is this something they do to sinners in hell? can you use it as self defense? does it hurt your thighs?" a bit gulity of asking these questions ngl but he can't help it

might start avoiding you after that... simply out of fear that it was a bad omen and that you might try crushing his skull instead when he messes up in the games LMAO

william ellis🏈

not shocked at all

he didnt even fucking flinch when it burst he just stood there with his usual 😃 face

"hehe. nice. now watch me" (proceeds to crush a watermelon with his own thighs)

tbh william can be competitive as hell and he would somehow make a competition out of this too

after that whenever y'all ate watermelon in the manor he always shouted "DID YOU GUYS KNOW ___ CAN CRUSH WATERMELONS WITH THEIR THIGHS¿¿¿¿¿ GO ON ___ SHOW THEM!!!!"

might ask you details on how you train/build your thighs just in case...there's always room for self-improvement

next time he sees you he's going to whip out two watermelons and ask you if you can crush both at the same time (cheeky bastard)

luca balsa⚡

mans is just losing his shit at it

"how do you do it??????? how long did you have to build your legs for this??? at what angle does it crush the fastest/easiest???? what technique did you use???" like andrew but with zero self control or fear

so intrigued he'll whip out the nerd glasses and the notepad to study it. bring a few extra watermelons cause once he begins you'll realize it's gonna be a looooong day

i kinda think that he'd be more interested in the physics aspect of it than the crushing itself tbh

after enough research he would try to crush one with his own thighs

...which didn't really go well🥲he's got chopstick legs but we still love him

that absolutely did not discourage him though. he'll find a way to do it himself. somehow. one day.

wu chang☂️

their reactions are quite different

at first they just kinda... side eye each other. not condescendigly tho they just have to clarify they're both seeing the same thing since they didn't expect this when you told them you have a suprise for them

xie is like ☺ "thats... very cute honey!! i'm very proud of you!!!! you've been working very hard!!!!"

no idea how to properly react or process it really but since you seem really happy about it he simply has to share your enthusiasm okay!!! xie the world

fan just smirks. "now crush a pumpkin."

this motherfucker is going to tease you and give you more and more impossible physical challenges just to make you all red in your face and see you angrily give up just crush his head instead at this point

would rather drown himself in that goddamn river again than admit out loud that it's absolutely badass but it becomes obvious after some time. he's not an emotional mastermind after all

antonio paganini🎻

not overwhelmed by it either! hes just chill like dat

he finds it so funny actually - he's grown tired of all the elegant plays and balls that he experienced while playing for royalty so this little peculiar performance of yours put a wide smile on his face

it gave him a good laugh too, not in a mocking way it's just so bizarre and unexpected that he couldn't help but laugh

would joke about it like "i love a partner that can just beat the shit out of me" after seeing it lmao

"you can kill people with that, but personally i wouldn't have an issue with it if it was your thighs in question~" what a fucking flirt GET HIM OUT

if you'd challenge him to do the same he'd just give up after the first two tries... his legs aren't his best asset

he CAN crush a watermelon with his hair though. maybe you should be more careful the next time you try to wriggle out from its grip...

[nyerus]

Hi! I would love to hear your thoughts about classism in TGCF, but specifically regarding XL. It surprised me to see people hating on XL for not knowing or doing better during his teenage years of luxury as the crown prince and making XL a complete villain because he didn't take down classism and restructure society despite still being a kid himself. It struck me as odd that the fandom is well aware of his 800 years in poverty but also not really addressing the fact that XL, too, is a victim of classism albeit a little different from someone like MQ.

Hi there! So sorry it's taken me this long to get to this ask, I've just been in sort of a funk for a few days haha.

But yeah, this is definitely a topic that comes up from time to time, with lots of discussion about. It surprises me that despite that, there are still people (maybe just newer fans? idk) who still hate on Xie Lian for his naive views as a 17yo. Especially since, despite being a naive 17yo, he still really wanted to help people less fortunate than himself. He didn't quite understand how to do this in the most effective ways (because he was a teenager), so it came off as somewhat patronizing as he was a person in a position of power compared to everyone else. Yet his desire to help people was genuine, and he didn't personally think of "common folk" as being any lesser than "royalty" -- even though in this case, there kind of literally was a difference. (E.g. when Lang Ying goes from being a commoner to a king, he gets a "kingly aura" that protects him!) So it's honestly kind of incredible that Xie Lian is willing to say things like "I think people are equal, even gods and humans, and if the Heavens disagree with me, then it's the Heavens that are wrong" with his entire heart.

I imagine a large part of the hate Xie Lian gets from certain fans is jealousy or resentment, due to the fact that Xie Lian was "born privileged." But on it's own, "privilege" is not "the great enemy" -- it's what said privilege means in the context of society, and what someone does/doesn't do with it that merits judgement. Xie Lian doesn't fully understand the privilege he had until he loses it (again: because he was 17!), but he still understood it enough to use it to protect and help people. That's more than many other characters can say. Him starting out as a prince doesn't automatically disqualify him from class struggles or the horrors of poverty. It's nonsensical to think so, when this is a character who literally spent almost 800 years busking for scraps, while sleeping in dirt outside and eating garbage….

On the flip side, as you mentioned Mu Qing -- yes, he was a victim of classism. But he's a very strange figure to use as the poster boy for that, though he often is by people who are critical of Xie Lian. This may be a controversial take, despite it being something I think that makes the character of Mu Qing really interesting: but he's a very "typical" guy within the concept of classism. He's someone who started off with a bad lot, but then ended up ascending to the highest point you pretty much can in that world/society. Which is great! He did that through hard work, and it paid off! But now, since he got his "happy ending," that's kind of it for him. He doesn't do anything to materially improve the lives of those less fortunate, especially those he has no personal connection with. This doesn't make him a bad person -- it's not really his job to that, even as a god. He's a martial god, so he's there to subdue threats and all that. Yet you can clearly see, that's exactly the type of person society values because such "rags to riches" stories give legitimacy to the whole system, and because they don't rock the boat once they're on top.

So then it's odd to be angry at Xie Lian but not Mu Qing (or others) for the lack of some "grand revolution" that some readers seem to want.

Ironically, Xie Lian used what power he had to try and help people -- and he was worse off for it. If he had done nothing, he would have been able to live a happy and carefree life. He would have lived and died as a rich prince/king with no troubles. Like, that's the point! The societies we live in punish those who want to broadly help others or make meaningful change, while rewarding those who quietly play the game for themselves -- because it helps keep the wheels turning. It doesn't matter at "what end" of the spectrum you start out on, the rules apply the same way. If you go against the establishment, there's a price to be paid.

Throughout Xie Lian's long journey, he learns this lesson the hard way. And the fact that in order to change it, he would somehow have to change the hearts and minds of pretty much everyone -- which is an impossible ask. How is he even supposed to that, or restructure society as a whole, without vast amounts of collateral damage? In the end, Xie Lian discovers that he was not wrong in his desire to help people, even if he cannot help everyone. He can still help people he meets in whatever ways he can, and that is still important. To show kindness, mercy, and empathy towards your fellow man is worth it. Helping your neighbors or complete strangers you meet once and then never again -- all that is still worth it.

I wish I had the time to sit down and really talk about this in a more organized way, but these disjointed thoughts are all I can manage at the moment! I hope it was still valuable to you in some way, and thank you for sending in the ask!

(Also, I recently reblogged a post that talked about something similar if you wanna check it out, Anon. It's right under the manhua highlights I think!)

[adoremexxs]

pairing: stalker! urogi x gn! reader (modern)

warnings: stalking, really weird shit, breaking and entering, stealing belongings

You had been going to the gym for awhile now. It was just something that you picked up to help improve your mental and physical health. It has worked greatly. In fact, you had a little gym crush. A tall, tan man with the prettiest dandelion colored eyes and the prettiest black locks. His name was Urogi. You had met whenever you were benching and you needed a spotter. It was late at night and it was only you and him in there. He spotted you and you still remember the accidental touch he left on your waist. It has your stomach doing somersaults and backflips all around.

You would never admit it that Urogi was the only reason that you kept going. He always seemed to know how to motivate you with the sweet, charming smile and positive attitude he always had. The way your name rolled off his tongue sent shivers down your spine everytime. The way he would touch your waist a bit whenever spotting you for squats or brushing his hands against yours on accident. He had you a mess. Not to mention, Urogi is incredibly strong and muscular. His body looks like it’s been carved and sculpted by the finest Greek sculptor. Now you were nervous to see Urogi again, your stomach flipping and churning again.

You walked into the gym with your hottest outfit on. You intended on looking great for Urogi. He was there, talking with someone else. You felt a twinge of jealousy but not much. It’s not like you guys are dating or anything.

“Hi, Urogi!” You waved at him, a smile on your beautiful face. He turned around to face you, his heart practically leaping through his chest. Urogi always looked forward to seeing you for your sessions. He completely ignored his friend that he was talking to and englufed you in a large hug.

“(Y/N)! It’s so good to see you again!” Urogi didn’t know what had possessed him to hug you. His arms tightened around your form, he could hear your heartbeat beating against your chest at the sudden closeness as you shakily wrapped your arms around him.

“Hey, Urogi. Thank you for the hug,” He quickly pulled away, though he didn’t want to. He wanted to hug you longer…keep you in his arms so you couldn’t ever leave him. “What are we working out today?”

“Legs!” Urogi exclaimed, excitement showing on his face. He loved working out legs with you. He loved watching you squat or bench or just anything in general. You had worked so hard to sculpt your body to your liking. He just loves every inch of your body and he didn’t want to share it with anyone else.

“Alright, let’s go, Urogi.” You quickly shuffled past him, trying to calm your heart from exploding. Urogi had always been a bit touchy with you but the look on his pretty face whenever he saw you had you growing excited. Urogi had taken note of your outfit, eyeing every detail of it and the some of the skin you had decided to show off and the way your muscles and curves flaunted themselves right in front of him. He could hardly keep his hands to himself the entire workout session.

“Bye, Urogi!” You had waved as you walked towards the door. The entire workout was filled with little touches and at one point, Urogi had his hands on your waist. You wanted to get home fast. So fast that you didn’t let Urogi say goodbye and you forgot your shaker bottle.

Urogi watched you run out and he was a bit surprised. He grabbed your shaker to go out and hand to you. He figured it that you wouldn’t have left. Well, you had got into your car and once he got outside, you were leaving.

Urogi had no choice (he did have a choice) but to follow you home and drop off the shaker himself. It was pretty late at night. He had waited a bit before he finally left his car that was parked near your house. Urogi honestly thought why they hadn’t exchanged numbers yet.

You had just gotten out of the shower, a robe wrapped around you and a towel ontop of your head. You heard a knock at the door.

“Who could that be?” You muttered, wrapping the robe tighter around your body and opening the door to see those beautiful dandelion eyes.

“Urogi?!”

“Hi, (Y/N)!”

“I-…How…How did you find my house?!”

“I followed you.”

Okay, weird. That irked you in the wrong way. He followed you and then waited like 30 minutes before approaching your house? Hm, okay.

“Uh…Why are you here?” You cling onto the robe as you look up at him. The way he was looking down at you made your legs buckle. He was making you nervous until he held your shaker out to you.

“You left your shaker at the gym! I came to return it to you!”

“Oh, thank you, Urogi.” You take the shaker from him, an awkward silence settling between you two. You awkwardly go to close the door but Urogi stops you.

“Wait! (Y/N)! Can we exchange numbers?” Though you were weirded out from him literally following you home and then having to sit outside for maybe 20 minutes until he somehow knew you were done showering, you still gave him your number. You were stupid for that. You scolded yourself as you closed the door. He followed you home and you gave him your number, you fuckin’ idiot, but he’s hot so it doesn’t matter- It does matter! Frustrated with yourself, you head to bed after doing your nightly routine.

Little did you know that Urogi was watching you, giggling to himself a bit as he watched all the lights flicker off in your house. Urogi was so turned on just by the thought of you. He couldn’t help himself but sit in his car, watching your house. Urogi had to restrain himself, knowing that when the time is right, he will have you all to himself and no one else would take you from him. He couldn’t believe how obsessed he was with you. You were so gorgeous and you had him panting and mewling in his own car at the thougut of you and your body. The body he helped sculpt by pushing you to your very best. God, he was losing himself in his own car to you. You were driving him insane.

You had went to the gym the next day at your usual time. Urogi wasn’t there. You felt a bit relieved and a bit sad. While you still liked him, he definitely weirded you out a bit yesterday. You just continued with your workout, missing the cheery workout partner that you had. You were a bit concerned for him. He never misses a day at the gym…

While you were at the gym, Urogi was still parked outside a bit from your house. He was surprised that you didn’t notice him. How clueless you were, cute. He had gotten out and walked up to the door to your house, trying the doorknob. Silly you, forgetting to lock your door. He walked right in and smiles. Urogi took in your house, enjoying the decorations and furniture you had out. Your style was unique and he loved it.

He decided to explore upstairs or more bluntly, your room. Urogi found it to see it…well, a bit messy. It’s okay though, he won’t judge. He’s a bit messy too so he can’t say anything. Urogi couldn’t stop himself from going to your closet and rummaging through your clothes. Urogi practically lost it at the sight of lingerie. His growing arousal at the thought of you in it and showcasing it to him but also raging jealousy thinking about who you could’ve possibly bought it for. (Maybe you bought it for yourself.)

He brought it close to him, inhaling the remaining scent of you on it. His mouth was practically watering. Urogi rummaged through more of your clothes, even grabbing more of your underwear and some shirts. He enjoyed smelling them, hoping to smell some of your perfume/cologne. Urogi took his findings and he left.

Over the next few weeks, you had realized that some of your clothes were missing and some things were misplaced in your home. You had texted Urogi about it, hoping to seek some comfort. He just shrugged it off, assuring you that you might just be freaking out. You still weren’t sure until you came home from work one day, one of your elderly neighbors stopping you.

She offered you a sweet smile before saying, “Your boyfriend came by to your house the other day. He was a very nice boy, he helped me with my garden for a bit. You picked a good one.” She tapped your shoulder before waddling off to her own home. You stood there, shocked. Your hands were trembling as you walked inside and closed the door behind you. Someone obviously had to be coming to your place. The only person you could even accuse is Urogi but you had no proof that it was him breaking in and stealing your underwear and clothes. You didn’t know what to do. You haven’t seen Urogi at all these past weeks, he brushes off your concerns about someone breaking into your home. You stayed in your room with your door locked, your arms cradled around your body as you shook violently.

Until you heard a crash from your attic. You froze.

He was in your house.

[gotylocks]

Willow Month 2023- Day 3: TV Show (Full Series/Specific Episode) or Movie

If you read my entry for Day one, you'll know I went into the show without seeing the movie. In fact, I actually made a point to wait to watch it until the finale, because it was a rare opportunity where I could watch one of these years later follow ups without nostalgia for the original (unlike, say, Star Wars), so I wanted to see if it worked on its own.

The fact I'm writing this should tell you, I truly believe it does. Now, I don't want this to come off like I don't like the movie, because that is not the case. I love the movie! I'm wearing a Sorsha and Mads shirt as I write this! But I would still love the show just as much without the movie.

Some hard numbers may make my point. I have watched the movie once, and while I often think about watching it again, I haven't yet. By contrast, I have watched the full series 13 times through at this point, and at least 8 of those times were marathon sessions where I went from episodes 1-8 in a single sitting.

Why is that? Well, I think the movie is missing some key ingredients that keep it from hitting that obsession level. Namely, Kit, Jade, (grown up) Elora... ok it's the entire crew. Their interplay, the way their relationships build over the course of the season, and the way that by the end of the finale every single one of them has been improved by the others being present in their lives.

The party of six, all with their beautiful, layered arcs and emotional storylines, they're the ones that make the show something special. I've said in the past that typically in shows with ensemble casts, there's usually at least one character that I find annoying, or one actor that I don't like for one reason or another. That's another thing that makes the show so incredible. I love every single person involved. From the main six, rippling out to the supporting cast and cameos like Hannah Waddingham and Christian Slater. Not only does everyone understand the assignment, they bring their own unique flavor and quirks so nobody feels like they're phoning it in. You can tell everyone is having fun and that translates to the audience.

And while fun is first up on the menu for the show, there's also so many moments of heart-rending drama. As someone who lost their dad at 26, I connect to Kit's feelings of grief and abandonment over the disappearance of her father. I connect with Jade feeling lost and purposeless. I connect with Elora desperately wanting to help despite struggling to believe in herself. I connect with Graydon carrying a lot of guilt over things he had no control over and wanting to prove himself as more than what his father believes he is. I connect with Boorman regretting his selfish choices and wanting to make up for his past mistakes. I even relate to Willow, thrust into a position where he has to be a believer despite feeling like a fraud.

Whether it's due to the run time or the time in which it was made, the movie just can't compete with the variety of character arcs, the layers that get peeled back the more the crew spend time together, the realization how each person has something to learn from the others and how they've grown to rely on each other.

By the time they reach the Immemorial City to fight the Crone, they have grown into one of the best found families I've ever seen. They have each other's backs, they trust each other implicitly, and they're willing to put everything on the line to save the world, sure, but more importantly, save each other and facilitate their rises to greatness.

The dialogue, while not to everyone's taste, I felt was a great choice. It immediately plants a flag on its own territory and says confidently "We are not Game of Thrones. We are not Lord of the Rings. We are our own thing." I love that shit! It is never a show that feels like it's chasing a trend, because it is so uniquely itself. That extends to the music, be it the fantastic score by James Newton Howard and Xander Rodzinski or the fascinating modern song choices deployed in each episode, which while I have opinions about songs I would prefer in different places, I cannot deny that they set the show apart from everything else that has come before. And "Crimson+Clover" by Pom Pom Squad will live in my brain forever thanks to its absolutely pitch perfect use in episode 5.

The fight scenes are fantastic, because they're never there for the sake of having action. Instead, major character beats are woven throughout, making each fight hugely meaningful to everyone involved. Whether it's Willow going from his weakened, nigh magicless state at the start of the show, to being the great sorcerer he was always meant to be thanks to working with Elora, or its Kit and Jade connecting and expressing emotions that words may not be enough for through their shared love language of sword fighting, or Graydon finding the magic within at the moment he needed to and killing one of the Gales pursuing them. Action has a purpose in this story and I love that after so many hollow and emotionless cgi fight scenes we've been inundated with over recent years.

This is why I can't simply choose one favorite episode from the series, because they are so intertwined that I cannot separate them. However, unlike many straight to streaming shows, Willow doesn't just feel like an 8 hour movie chopped into parts (despite my tendency to watch it like one long movie lol). Every episode has a unique identity that I can immediately point to when prompted. Every episode is important to moving both the narrative and character development forward, and there isn't a single one you could cut without everything feeling askew.

So. When I saw this prompt I was like "Maybe I'll make this one short", but we all know now that was going to be impossible. The intense emotional connection I have to this show from front to back just brings this out of me. To the only Fellowship I need in my life. I wouldn't be here without you.

To quote Erin from the making of doc, "These people are my family."

[tumblesdownhill]

This whole Wilbur Soot situation is insane.

Quick briefing:

Shubble (Shelby) opened up about abuse in a past relationship, characterizing the abuser to be very similar to wilbur soot. This led to a lot hate towards Wilbur.

Important Note:

Shelby is a victim of abuse, and I fully stand behind their experience. None of what I say is intended to devalue what they have been through. Abuse is abuse, and abuse is bad.

That being said, I also believe that people can make poor decisions in times of hardship. I believe that almost anyone can become better, and work past their misdoings as long as they own up to them, and express true regret.

Now that you are caught up:

Wilbur has released a response on his Twitter. His response begins by validating Shelbys feelings, which is a subpar apology, but nowhere near ukulele territory. He focuses a large segment of the response on how he was in a bad place, and has worked to improve himself since the events. This was received poorly by Twitter, as they were hoping for less about Wilbur himself. I will not say I disagree with their point, but I don't funny agree either. The next segment of the statement is where it gets iffy for me. He claims that he believe that the actions (biting) were consentual. Where I think he slips up the most is not taking fault for the miscommunication. He talks about text conversations where he believes consent was achieved. I agree with his choice to not include the texts, but the messages should have not been mentioned. They shift the blame to center, which is tragically wrong. Take fault dude. The last chunk of the response is flawed in wording, but the message it carries is acceptable.

Many creators have called out will for the flaws in his apology, and I can't disagree. He could have done so much better, and I honestly hope he gets the chance to. I am a fan of his content and music, and hope that he can work through this. I sincerely believe that he has the capability to apologize and take fault, and that this was just his flawed attempt to settle the waters while he works out how he will fully address the situation.*

*In the message, he says what he has done since to better himself and how he hopes those around him support his corrective actions. I believe this means that he is working out what to do from here, as no specifics were mentioned for onwards from now.

Last Things:

Don't bring Lovejoy into this. Ash, Joe, and Mark are already in a hard place with their bandmate coming under fire. While whatever happens will affect them, they should by no means receive hate for what Wilbur did.

Also, understand that abuse is complicated. The internet acts as if there is only one way to make up for what has been done. Some argue that it can never be made up for.

Discussion about abuse is hard on abusers and the abused. I do not know what Shelby wants to see at the end of this, but I can safely assume that the chaos and drama are incredibly hard on her. She wanted to open up and chose to keep Wilbur's name out of her story. She wanted to share, not cause drama.

I'm open to discussion on this, and if you read this and want to change my mind then please go ahead and do so. (Just keep it OUT of my asks and dms)

[verdantcrimson]

Heaven and Earth / Creation of Heaven and Earth - 1

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[One week later, in the same meeting room.]

Keito: And so, for this past week, I completely immersed Kiryu in history.

Kuro: ……

Souma: Th- Thank you for your hard work, Kiryu-dono. Your face looks terrible, are you doing alright?

Kuro: Yeah… Don’t sweat it, Kanzaki, I’m good.

Kuro: I just dunno why I’m bein’ forced to study so hard, even though I’ve already graduated from school and moved on with my life.

Souma: What is life if not a learning experience? One could even argue that schooling is merely a means to lay the foundation for a lifetime of learning.

Kuro: Ha, you honor students are just built different.

Kuro: So? My results after bein’ immersed in history, how do they look…?

Souma: What historic feat did Ishida Mitsunari accomplish this time? I do not mean to poke fun at you, I merely have cautiously optimistic expectations!

Keito: Actually, our hard work was definitely worth it. There were far fewer strange answers compared to the previous test.

Keito: Though there were a lot more answers left blank, possibly for fear of being criticized like last time.

Kuro: Hmph. I can endure a physical beatin’, but I draw the line at bein’ beat up psychologically.

Kuro: Though I guess back then Hasumi danna was probably so shockingly disappointed that it put him in a foul mood.

Kuro: I’m pretty much used to Hasumi’s lecturin’ at this point, so you don’t gotta worry about it doin’ any real damage.

Souma: Umu. On the contrary, I am more concerned for Hasumi-dono. Hasumi-dono seems to regard Kiryu-dono as superhuman, capable of accomplishing anything.

Souma: The shock of having his partner, whom he respects so deeply, reveal such a weakness must have been great indeed.

Kuro: I mean you’ve probably known I’m an idiot for a while now, haven’t ya?

Keito: I disagree. In fact, after reading over these answers, I feel as though I may have to reconsider my stance. I underestimated you, Kiryu. 

Kuro: Haha, I’d prefer ya not have too many expectations of me, actually.

Kuro: I’ve always been the kind of person that screws up when it matters most.

Keito: Even if we don’t take into account your score, the way you sincerely worked on your areas of weakness is worthy of praise.

Keito: Furthermore, this score is actually quite encouraging. After just one week of study, your improvement in comparison to your previous score is remarkable.

Keito: Of course, this score is objectively bad. However, the speed at which you absorb knowledge is incredible.

Kuro: Haha. It’s cause my head’s basically empty, so you can cram whatever ya want inside.

Keito: Exactly. That’s why we’ll have Kiryu take on the role of a ‘history student’ in order to be an audience-insert of sorts, while Kanzaki and I will act as the ‘teachers’.

Keito: I figured that if we took this approach, we’d be able to showcase the fun of learning history.

Keito: Additionally, it would mean Kiryu could take on the role as one of the hosts for ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ without having to force himself to become wiser on the subject in an impossible timeframe.

Kuro: You must really want to be on that ‘Rumblin’ somethin’ or the other’ educational show.

Souma: Certainly, it truly is an excellent show. It is both long-running and acclaimed, for which reason it would be a tremendous opportunity for us to host it.

Keito: My thoughts exactly. Also, I’ve received word from our agency, Rhythlink, that we are to take this job no matter what.

Keito: Which is why it would be great if we took it, or, to put it bluntly, we have no choice but to take it.

Kuro: So it’s basically just pressure from the higher-ups at Rhythlink again. That’s all they ever do in this agency.

Keito: It’s a pain, but that’s the tradeoff for the security of being under a well-established agency, so I have no room to complain.

Keito: It’s similar to how when you live in a safe country, you’re naturally obligated to pay a higher tax.

Souma: That is understandable.

Kuro: But why’d the agency ask us specifically?

Kuro: If that ‘Heaven and whatever’ show is so famous, just appearin’ on it must be an honor.

Kuro: I was under the impression that they’d give that sort of opportunity to an agency veteran they actually care about like usual.

Kuro: Why’d they give it to a buncha young folk like us this time?

Souma: Perhaps they have finally decided to give us the recognition we deserve?

Keito: Kanzaki’s line of thinking is a little overly optimistic, but that’s basically it.

Keito: Back during SS, which is widely considered the idol industry’s largest event, Rhythlink’s prized veterans fell from grace and failed to produce results. ¹

Keito: On the other hand, we newcomers, who had been overlooked on the basis of our youth thus far, managed to make a splash, and even made it to the finals. 

Keito: What do you suppose happened next?

Kuro: The standin’ of the veterans and newbies might’ve been swapped.

Souma: Could it be a revolution?

Keito: Well, the world won’t turn on its head in a day, but that seems to be the trend these days.

Keito: The agency has come to expect more from us young people with momentum now, instead of their veterans who continually fail to deliver.

Keito: Their request to have us host ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ is one possible indicator of this.

Keito: This is an opportunity for us as youth that have been smothered by our long-running agency until now. We must seize this opportunity, no matter what, and use it as a foothold for our future.

Kuro: Come to think of it, since ES was founded, we haven’t really been able to do anythin’ outstandin', huh?

Kuro: Cause we’re already at such a traditional agency, we can’t really use ‘tradition’, one of our main weapons, to our advantage.

Keito: There are also famous traditional performance artists to compete with. Well, we eventually managed to secure some sort of position in ‘revitalizing tradition’ and were able to get by like that.

Keito: No, in fact, I believe taking on a large role like being the host of ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ is precisely in line with the running theme of ‘revitalizing tradition’.

Keito: We’ll breathe a new life into this old show.

Keito: If it ends up being a big hit, then we may see more positive trends in the future.

Keito: We won’t turn our backs on and despise all that is old, but rather, fill them with a new brilliance. We are moonlight shining in the darkness of night.

Keito: That’s the ideal outcome. I believe that ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ could be a starting point for this.

Kuro: Hehe, I just know you’re thinkin’ of somethin’ ambitious like usual, danna.

Souma: That is what makes him Hasumi-dono, after all! I shall follow him to the very end…☆

Keito: Fufu. Don’t go singing my praises just yet, this is all just wishful thinking at the moment.

Keito: But I think we ought to work hard to make those dreams a reality. How do you feel about that, Kiryu, Kanzaki?

Souma: You needn’t ask. I had already made my feelings clear from the very beginning.

Kuro: I’m the same as Kanzaki on that front.

Kuro: I dunno if I’ll be any help with the studyin’ part, but I’ll give it my all, in my own stupid way.

Keito: Yes. Let us carve a new history into the halls of our long-established agency.

Keito: All three of us, together. To Rhythm Link, to ES, to the whole world—

Keito: Let us show them what AKATSUKI is.

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Translation Notes

Keito is referring to the events of Submarine, more specifically, Souma's plan to sabotage all of the Rhythlink veterans placed in Okinawa alongside them. If you haven't, I recommend reading that story first.

[f0point5]

pretty sure you’ve talked about this already so many times so if you don’t want to keep talking about it no worries!!

but this Logan/Kimi swap thing BAFFLES me. Yes, Logan should have improved more by now. I really feel for him because it’s clear that he’s trying to improve and just can’t figure it out for some reason. Plus the team’s bizarre switch from “we resigned Logan because we believe in him” to what appears from the outside to be a lack of support. But i agree he won’t be on the grid next year.

But at the same time it’s idiotic for the FIA to approve the dispensation because then the rules are essentially meaningless. It’s idiotic for Williams to take on an underprepared driver (because as talented as Kimi might be, there’s no way he’s adequately prepared for F1 right now) when part of Logan’s issues were due to being underprepared. If this kid gets eaten alive then merc will have thrown away so much potential. Genuinely I think there’s an incredibly high chance no one wins here. Maybe it all works out, but it seems like a hell of a risk just because you’re worried that he might sign elsewhere.

anyway excuse the rant lol just read the new chapter and so intrigued 👀 hoping lando comes thru for you this weekend <3

No I could go for DAYS.

I wouldn’t blame the team for replacing Logan mid season. It’s incredibly difficult to score points at the bottom and you need to be running two cars. Williams have been fighting one handed. Logan is just not cut out for this, that to me is clear. I am so curious why they resigned him, I guess because they didn’t have any other options from their academy, but the way they seem to have absolutely had enough of him is sad. To hear him on the radio calling himself a “dumb fuck” is horrible. It’s all hard to watch. It’s giving Red Bull.

I don’t understand the Kimi thing. They made this rule because they didn’t want any more children in F1. How would they just throw that out the window because someone asks? And not even for a kid who has a wealth of experience. He’s driven what? 18 months in actual cars? The FIA will out themselves as a complete joke if they say yes. I guess Williams will be saying “we will put him in the day he turns 18 if you say no so you may as well say yes it’s 4 months early”, but I think they have to stick to their guns and say not a day before the 18th birthday.

I don’t have an issue with him being in the car. Maybe he’s another Max, maybe he’s not. Regardless, I think if he is good enough, he will show something. And if he doesn’t, then he doesn’t, there will be others who come up through the feeder series who do. I don’t put a lot of stock in preparedness beyond physical fitness. Another few months of driving F2 where the cars are very slow, very different set up wise, and honestly where the racing is kinda just a free for all is probably not going to prepare him any better than he is now (considering how few F2 races there actually are as well). I think talent shines through. Logan might have done better with more prep but he probably never would have been Oscar. And yes Kimi is underprepared, but the best prep you can get is just to drive, so if Toto really is planning to put Kimi in the Merc seat, this is the smartest way to get around the rules about testing. Because that’s all it’ll be, is testing. He can sit in the Williams for half a season and get his bearings, go to Merc and get his bearings again in 2025, and by 2026 he would be an incredibly well prepared driver. IF that is how Toto decides to approach it, and not expect results from Kimi. I actually do see the merit in it. But only if it’s approached properly by everyone involved which with Toto you can’t guarantee. BUT the FIA throwing out the rule book would be insane.

I’m SO interested what on earth Toto has promised Vowles to get a Merc junior who will essentially be wasting a seat for Williams in the middle of a season. Granted he probably can’t be worse than Sargent but again, James will effectively just have Alex all year. Are Williams getting free engines?

Fundamentally I think the person who comes away with egg on their face here is James Vowles. Mr “you need to give a rookie three years and an arm around the shoulder” has absolutely exposed himself as TotoLite™️. As for Kimi, I can only hope he has a good team around him and that he has people who will come to the paddock and look out for him and not just let Toto run his career. Because I don’t think him being in F1 early is a guaranteed failure, but I think he will need a strong support network and someone looking out for his best interests.

I’m just shocked by this turn of events in all honesty

[lastlymatt]

You make very good points comparing book and tv Alex, thanks for replying to my ask! I clearly have not reread the books in a while so I should go do that :)

And you are very right about tv!Alex being naive. Yes, I felt he was more mature than book!Alex in the way he presents himself generally, and maybe this is partly due to his appearance on screen vs what I used to envision of book!Alex. But you are right that a lot of his actions and decisions are very naive.

Going to scorpia knowing it's a literal terrorist organization and not only not wanting to kill anyone but not even trying to pretend he's into it so that he could go in undercover? He's lucky Yassen had his back or he'd be so dead.

There were many moments in the show where I did go, 'Alex, come on,' when he was doing something stupid. But maybe I have rose tinted glasses on or expect little, because I love the show enough that I'm like, 'okay they have low budget, I get that they can't film everything, I can look past this plot point/plot armor/lazy writing because I know they don't have the time/budget for everything.' But hey, again, maybe I should have higher expectations anyway haha.

Like having Tom and Kyra somehow so easily show up on Malagosto and do surveillance without getting caught. The department leaving the flash drive in the computer for no reason. Alex getting into Mrs. Jones' apartment so easily, and conveniently having no earpiece so that Yassen couldn't hear what happened?

I spotted all of that and the rest, but let it go. I think I am just so glad we have this show that I'll take what we get 😅

It makes complete sense to assume that TV!Alex is more mature than book!Alex! TV!Alex isn't as sassy as his book counterpart and mostly comes across as calmer and more mature. This might also have something to do with the fact that we don't get to hear Alex's thoughts like we do in the books.

Yes, he is incredibly lucky Yassen had his back; otherwise, I'm not sure what TV!Nile would've done to him (Nile is another character who is very different from his book counterpart, but someone else I believe already talked about that)

Believe me, I utterly adore this show! It made so many improvements on the original material, which is also why I think it's important to point out the parts where it stumbled. Those are also often the bits that generate interesting discussions. But also, those faults can be explained very often with a little suspension of disbelief.

And yeah, I can absolutely see those things as faults, but it's also not very fun when Scorpia has all the cards and knows how to block their plans perfectly. Scorpia needs weaknesses that can be exploited! An all-powerful organisation that makes no mistakes is honestly boring and no fun.

Some of these things make sense if you consider that Scorpia, specifically Julia, feels complacent and overconfident. They managed to make the world believe that they were dead and gone while they continued to work in the shadows. Why would they worry so much about guarding one of their hard-to-reach training facilities against two untrained teenagers?

Also, it's nice to show off that Alex isn't the only one with skills since the TV series so heavily emphasises the importance of friends, family, and teamwork.

I fully agree with you about the flash drive issue. They tried to excuse it later but come on, you should be more paranoid than that!

Alex getting into Mrs Jones' apartment so easily is almost exactly like it went in the book (as far as I remember), so that is on Ahorz. And Alex can have a little competence as a treat before his breakdown 🙃

I honestly hadn't considered the idea of Yassen giving him an earpiece! I think it would've been caught by the metal detector, maybe? But this can also be chalked up to Yassen trusting his boy.

So yeah, it may have its issues, but I also genuinely believe it is one of the better adaptations I've seen in a very long time despite the many changes, and I couldn't be happier with what we got!

[purble-gaymer]

just because you are the beloved meta knight moot and i'm really sleepy i'm going to rant about metadad for a little while because it's hard to find people who think metadad can kind of be a double edged sword (haha sword pun). or just care about this in general.

imo metadad is really good and i like it. i think it's a fun concept to toy with and there's some evidence to back it up (ie: face reveal, that really cute itsudemo kirby book, sakurai and ohmoto's comments about his relationship with kirby).

here's the thing that really gets to me though. metadad falls into "soft father figure in a nuclear family unit" so so so so so much. which is so weird, because the dream team isn't a soft nuclear family at all! these people all have very similar skill + competence levels, and they're constantly physically fighting each other. this is like, a constant rivalry thing. these are people that deeply care about each other but aren't constantly babying each other.

like, metadad. i said there was evidence, and there is. and it's a cute concept! i like the idea of mk seeing kirby as a son! i like the idea that they can be soft and tender and loving with each other! but meta knight is like, notoriously irresponsible, and kirby can handle himself on his own. he doesn't need to be a responsible dad type, nor does he need to handle all of kirby's problems. this carries over to animeverse, even. it just feels like we're skipping the whole "rivarly" and "violence" and "similar power level" to have the cutesy dad stuff exclusively. maybe. maybe i can see it in animeverse. but it's circumstantial. it's really circumstantial. yeah. i should be writing.

yes yes yes. these four go through a ton together and boiling their dynamic down to something so strictly familiar feels…demeaning.

i’ve mentioned before that i sprinkle a bit of metadad into my work. it’s fun, like you say, and it makes sense with how they support each other and are always trying to help the other improve. the dream team works together in a way that is easy to read as a family. but, mostly i do it in a mentor-student way more so than father-son. i’ve grown fond of the ‘mk raised sailor dee’ headcanon lately, and even then he isn’t really a father type. he’s still more a mentor and a friend than anything else.

mk gets softened a lot. like, more than he would realistically be. i love getting to see him lower his guard and be vulnerable for once, hell one look at any of my knights-related work is enough to know that, but he has a limit. he’s still a powerful warrior with years of experiences weighing on him. we don’t know much about his history in the game-verse, but there’s probably something hidden away in the memory vault. he’s mature in a way many kirby characters aren’t.

and that’s not to say someone like kirby himself isn’t mature. he is, in his own way. he’s younger, is all, but he’s not a baby. he’s been through his own struggles and has learned from them. he’s grown and changed since dreamland 1 and adventure, and that’s a conversation for a different night with how much i have to say about it. even in the anime i feel like the descriptor of “he cannot speak, he can hardly think” is much too harsh (and i should point out, meta knight is the one who says this! he’s war-hardened and difficult to impress, and over the course of the show he grows to understand that just because kirby is young doesn’t mean he can’t conquer challenges the knight may see as impossible).

sometimes their actions can be read as friends, sometimes as rivals, sometimes as father-son. they are multi-layered, complex characters with an incredibly strong bond. there is so much more to these two, and dedede and bandee as well, than “soft happy family living domestically in dreamland.” domestic isn’t even in their vocabulary. they just are, and they’re just doing whatever they want, because that’s what you do when you have people you trust to such a degree. they’re whatever they are in the moment and it’s great. such a developed dynamic should be explored, not ignored. these four have limitless potential in the ways that they interact.

compare adventure and super star to robobot and triple deluxe, to forgotten land, to return to dreamland and star allies. you can tell just how much love has been poured into these characters, and how much love they have for each other. they go to hell and back and they always do it as a team.

[hopefull-mindset]

Nagito is definitely more complex than some people give him credit for. He's also pretty tragic when you think about it.

Like he's been through horrible things, to the point that it's almost too outlandish to take seriously (which is something that bothers me but that's beside the point), and has become desensitized to tragedy. He has no control over his own life or even his own mind and body considering his medical conditions. And deep down all he wants is a normal life without his luck, but he can't have it, so he latches on to this hierarchical ideal of hope and talent as a way to cope with it.

And he is selfless in the sense that he doesn't value his own life and will readily sacrifice himself for his perceived greater good, but he still has his own agenda.

He's not really a good person but he's not really a bad person either, he's just fucked up.

Also I can't help but wonder if his obsession with hope overcoming despair is a projection. That it's him secretly/subconsciously hoping (heh) that his own life could improve, even if he doesn't think he deserves it.

Anyways sorry for rambling he drives me insane (affectionate).

No, it’s okay. I can see you want to start a conversation so I’ll give you a conversation to build off your points! Your speech pattern reminds me too much of my own, so it feels like I’m talking to myself LOL. A good rambling is always never not welcome, whenever I do it’s too organized to call a ramble though.

With the outlandishness of what Komaeda has experienced, it’s always topped off with his own casual speech pattern. It’s pretty hard to take seriously when Komaeda is speaking about it like he’s talking about the weather. His desensitization to what he had gotten used to as daily life has created this depressing yet self-centered view of living.

Now, self-centered? I know what you’re thinking, “but Komaeda’s view of the world is incredibly giving” and “Komaeda’s self worth would never let himself be the center”, and yeah that hasn’t changed, but take two steps back from being in Komaeda’s mindscape and you’re able to view the fact that a lot of what Komaeda uses to process the world is based in his own experiences. Everyone knows that it’s a coping mechanism, but what does that entail in reality? I can tell you.

Komaeda has experienced more misfortune than the average human being should ever be exposed to, so he’s chosen to cling onto this idea that everyone else also operates on hope and despair the same way his luck has put him through his entire life. He’s chosen the ultimates to be apart of these views because the talented are considered to be the pinnacle of human life in society’s collective, something unattainable unless you were born with it and the utter hope of a society’s future, so it makes it easier for Komaeda to justify what’s happened to him by making sure they stay up on that metaphorical pedestal, and that keeps him down there. His beliefs are distorted because they don’t align with how reality actually works; It’s why he treats them like he does because his belief in them is based in shallow, exaggerated societal expectations, so he’s going to treat them as nothing more than their talent.

This is exactly what I meant by self-centered. This type of belief does not consider anyone else as individuals with feelings or wants, and purely for his own religious-like faith in that this is what is going to save him and if not, he would gladly be the martyr to its cause. It’s either going to save him or destroy him, and what we’ve seen, has only destroyed him. Like you said, this doesn’t make Komaeda a good person, but it doesn’t make him a bad one.

If Komaeda does not have confidence in his luck, then all of that will crumble. So if any of you were boggled by his relationship with his luck, there you go. He doesn’t think it deserves to be a talent among the ones he idolizes, but he believes in it because it’s what he’s known all his life.

Like I said, this will and has destroyed him. In UDG and Chapter 0 of sdr2, it’s gotten to a point where he’s visibly confused himself while still in full confidence of an even more warped idealistic system, and seeing hope for himself (reminder that the entirety of first game was on TV) wasn’t enough, he wanted to direct it happening himself and see it up close with Komaru, a normal girl, to cause even more hope.

Even though I have personal problems with the anime as a whole (yes, even the OVA), as the OVA has mentioned, what would really make him happy and help him is a normal life, not some grand thing like absolute hope. However, he doesn’t see any worth in that because his life has always been not normal and there’s no great Hope waiting for him if it does become normal. It’s never going to happen either so it’s no fun entertaining the impossible for him, even as optimistic as he goes on to be about terrible situations.

Ugh, too many words. Too much to say. This is not the time to talk about this, but Komaeda what happened to your perception of your own bodily autonomy?

Besides the fact my head hurts having to put that into words, I agree with your points and I hope I covered everything? I always accidentally do that when I’m trying to talk about one thing at a time.

[leggerefiore]

I wonder how would Ingo and emmet react to their partner being an artist and drawing pictures of them? Bonus points if they also draw porn/kinky things of them, I wonder how they would react to this art?

▲Ingo▼

● He finds your art intriguing. Ingo is not much of a creative type himself, so seeing you basically create something is amazing to him. If it doesn't bother you, he would love to just sit around and watch you draw. The older twin would be quite respectful as you worked, but may end up backing out for longer pieces. He loves seeing your focused expression… Sometimes, he even says it reminds him of the faces trainers make against him in battle.

● Gives the best compliments to your work as he knows that his face doesn't carry the emotion that he feels. You could present him a picture of stickman, and he would likely act as if you presented him the Mona Lisa. (This may once again be his lack of artistic capabilities speaking.) Ingo just wants you to know he supports you entirely. Of course, if you asked him for criticism, he would provide. It would likely be presented very softly, but he would find something that he believes you can improve on. Though, he is always sure to praise what he already sees immense skill and talent in.

● When he catches you drawing pictures of him, he gets incredibly flustered. Was he truly a good choice? He feels like he dresses quite plainly (excluding his work coat and cap) and his face isn't expressive at all. Surely there are better muses from who to draw inspiration from. Still, a small smile plays at his lips as he stares at your rendition of him. He is almost tempted to say it's strange to look at something resembling him so much, but there's a feeling that someone wouldn't appreciate that. He thanks you for drawing him and adores your hard work. Ingo even offers to pose for you if your interested. (Well, snap a photo of him and use that because he likely would get tangled up with work or something.)

● He may try to draw you something, but it likely wouldn't be the best. Ingo chooses to draw his Chandelure and write some poetry to go alongside it as he worries his partner doesn't look so well when presented by his hand. The twin is bright red when he presents it to you. Please be nice, he spent more time than he would like to admit on it.

▽Emmet△

○ Finds your art neat. What do you draw? People? Pokemon? Landscapes? Anything else? All of the above? He's asking questions and watching to draw. Of course, he gets bored fast, but he does appreciate your talent. He's not an artist. There is no hesitation from him in admitting that. Your drive to finish certain pieces enchants him. The younger twin has similar feelings when it comes to battles! Emmet watches your hand as you move to do your work.

○ His compliments suck. You can only hear 'oh, that's verrrry good' and 'nice' so many times before you worry that your not impressing him. Of course, this is just him being bad with words. You can tell by his applause and bright smile that he truly enjoys your work. A gleeful giggle leaves his mouth as you show him any work. If you ask him for it, he will provide criticism. He casually speaks about what he thinks you're doing right and where you can improve a bit. Though, he says that your art always seems good to him.

○ He giggles when he finds out your drawing him. Oh, you like how he looks? Emmet likes how you look a loooot. His grin is goofy while his eyes hold amusement. You made him look so cute! He's happy you see him that way. Outside of the clothing, it makes it obvious it's him and not his older brother. He does feel a bit like he's staring at Ingo if he looks too long, however. (This happens when he stares at himself in a mirror too long as well.) If you asked him to, he would be more than glad to pose for you! He's secretly a bit flexible so you can even get some odder, rarer poses. (Though, take a photo. He will eventually get bored and likely want to run off to do other things.)

○ All this art of him makes him want to draw something for you. He thinks on it long and hard. What would you like? He doesn't feel like he's capable enough to capture your beauty to him, so he wonders if there's anything else you would like. Then, the answer quite literally jumps from his head. Joltik! He giggles and gets to work on drawing you a bunch of the electric spiders. Emmet is nothing but joyful when he delivers the many, many different drawings of his precious bug types. They are all extremely well done.

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● Bright red and dying at the images you drew of him in a more… compromising light. Why did you draw him jerking off? Or in lingerie?! Is that him in an apron and only an apron? He just is at a genuine loss of words. He hates to admit how nice they are. His heart is strangely happy to know you find him this sexually appealing, as he can't view himself as such at all. (He later asks if you want him to wear the apron for you. Suddenly, he's very interested in roleplaying as your sweet, doting house husband.)

○ Grinning. Always grinning. Ooo, so this is how you saw him? He likes it! He likes it a lot. Emmet is giggling as he goes through the lewd images of himself. Mmm, the one of him in just his work coat and cap was nice, but he hoped you didn't actually think you would tie him like that. Him jerking off on the subway was likely inspired by a few of your - ahem - interactions. Oh, and he adored the one of him as a Galvantula hybrid. What strange things that were on your mind. Emmet would get you to confess. Through pleasurable means, of course.

[xiaojuun]

happy JAEHYUK day ♡ 23 july 2001 ✧ listen to jaehyuk's official midnight stroll playlist on spotify ✧ click for full quality, and please, do not repost. ✧ credits + creator's note below the cut .

⏤ credits !!. font used : cocogoose (free) . all photos from treasure members official twitter and weverse, posted by jaehyuk ! . text animation in the last panel was done by my lovely cousin in after effects, she does not have tumblr but i'm shouting her out anyways for doing what i could not to execute the vision <3

⏤ creator’s note :: where does former tumblr user jaehyukkies even begin when it comes to jaehyukkie ... jae was my unexpected bias in treasure, one that crept up slowly but surely as i initially made my way through their content and eventually became an indisputable ult. like anyone who knows and loves jaehyuk, i was immediately endeared to the way he shows love. of course he is outwardly affectionate and that much is obvious and sweet, but i think that the way he really loves is quiet but fierce. he is incredibly attentive and gentle, a constant safe harbor and strong shoulder to lean on, a lighthouse, a perfect pillow fort built with care to whisper secrets and laugh in. the fact that jaehyuk simply exists in this world and can offer such comfort and warm friendship to the other members brings me incredible peace. beyond the way he is a fundamental support, i have also seen him work incredibly hard to hone his skills in music. he came in with no experience, and these things don't come naturally, but he continues to put every effort into improving. i know he is hard on himself, and i know he has so much more to show us as he grows. i know he feels intensely, and i also know he can't help but make a silly little kissy face every time a camera is pointed at him and i love him for it. i feel so incredibly proud of him and i hope i can be even a centimeter of the human love and comfort that he is to the people around me. today and always, i am so glad to know and adore jae, and i hope we'll be together for a long long time ♡

[mrs-monaghan]

We haven’t seen Jimin hangout with ANYONE in public in over half a year now! These ‘why do we see tkk hangout but not jkk’ people are so infuriatingly dumb because it’s very obvious why that is? You mean, the member who has been working nonstop and only goes home to eat and sleep isn’t wanting to go out bowling and skiing? And the two members who have been working the least, who are out socializing with many different friends, sometimes hangout together? Like? How is that so confusing to people? Jimin sees the members who are at the company more because that’s literally where he’s at working, and Jungkook sees the member who is out socializing more because they literally have the most free time, it’s not super deep. With taekook having similar interests, being around the same age, being friends and having free time, it would be weird if they DIDNT hang out some during CH2. And jkk focusing on different things for CH2 isn’t a big deal because they’re literally two different individuals with different needs and things they want to work on. Jimin wanted to tell his story and process his pandemic emotions with FACE, and he wants to work to improve various aspects of himself so he can return stronger for the team (his own words!). Jungkook has been working nonstop since he was a teenager and wanted a break to do somewhat normal twenty something things. He’s been hanging out a lot with ALL of his friends, it’s just that most of those friendships aren’t as public as Tae and Wooga Squad. And how is Jungkook supposed to hangout with Jimin’s friends when JIMIN isn’t even hanging out with Jimin’s friends? Oh but wait, JK actually just WAS with one of Jimin’s friends, but that doesn’t count for some reason right? Because that friendship isn’t as publicized and things jkk do are always downplayed.

And the people SO confident that jikook never see each other because of throwaway comments here and there need to let go of their god complexes. I bet Letter took them by surprise right? Because obviously Jikook had to meet up to talk and record it, but according to them, if Jikook haven’t explicitly said they’ve seen each other, it doesn’t count. Because they seem to think jikook would 100% let us know every time they meet up or talk. Yet… they still haven’t mentioned how Letter came about. And Taehyung casually mentioned Jimin skipped their gym date, and only thought to mention it because of someone’s ‘summoning Park Jimin’ comment on his live. Well, I bet them randomly working out together isn’t even out of the norm. Why is that so hard for people to imagine?

If you looked only at the picture from Hobi enlisting it would fit the narrative that taekook are distant from Jimin. Then you watch the actual btb and you see JK IMMEDIATELY reach out for Jimin when he arrives, and then the hug (with JK smiling so hard) and then you see him hover around Jimin the entire time, as well as vmin in the background chatting and also standing next to each other, and there you go. You realize how incredibly stupid it is to put such great importance on a singular picture when we barely see even 1% of their lives (and I won’t even go into the conversation that implies they might have had drinks the night before because it doesn’t even matter). EVERY single time we have seen Jikook together or interact they have been more than fine and extraordinarily cute (TMAs, Busan Concert + practice, Hobi enlistment, comments during lives, Run episodes, Birthday content, Jungkook’s smiles marathoning Jimin content ect). They don’t owe anyone visibility, and at this point if you think they’re distant you’re just choosing to believe that because you want to or you’re insecure and selfish for content. Idk if they’re together romantically I just know they love each other a lot in a unique way and that even during this ‘distant era’ they’ve done so many loud things exclusively for each other that they haven’t done for anyone else. If you think bowling with friends is somehow more indicative of a romantic relationship than a thirst trap, birthdays together, and an entire focused marathon then idk what to say. Even Taehyung randomly posted jikook jikook-ing for no reason on Hobi’s birthday, but I bet they burned that from their memory. And just tossing this out in case it happens bc I already see people talking about it, but if JK ends up doing another member focused live, he still did it for Jimin first when he’s had every opportunity to do so for the other members. Okay, god sorry, I’m just so sick of seeing that argument.

Ugh, sorry, one last thing. Thinking people are dating ONLY based on proximity and visibility is so incredibly stupid. People legitimately thinking yoonmin are a thing because they dropped their albums at the same time and decided to do some promotions together are ridiculous. There is literally zero logic in that. Same as thinking that means they’re suddenly somehow closer than other duos . Why, because they had March album releases? Do they hear themselves? Also putting so much importance on CH2 is really dumb. CH2 is a temporary in-between period. CH3 is obviously the end goal if we take them by their word and how often they talk about it. They all have things they want or need to do right now, but CH3 is what they’re working so hard towards and where they want to be most, NOT CH2 (by their own words!).

If you disagree with any of this;