aspenispoplar · 9 months ago
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When the silent, analytical character has trauma:
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So I’ve got one, and I think it’s just further proof that they don’t actually watch what’s on screen.
When Hen walked into Harbor and saw Tommy, she said something about how she forgot he transferred there (ad libbing but that was the gist), and seemed awkward about it. So Tommy cracked a joke to break the tension, saying, “So that’s why I didn’t get your Christmas cards.” Making it clear that he’s not offended that she forgot where he went after transferring.
And now we have this asshole on instagram (commenting on a comment on the official page of course - the comment asking for Tommy Kinard live signs) saying that it was Hen who said she stopped sending them. Like just admit you don’t watch the show beyond Buddie edits and Sammy’s bad takes that she only posts to pay for their plastic surgery.
I don't understand how every single one of our bestie boos do not understand sarcasm and sass. Like, uhmmm you guys good??
I assume they hate The Office and practically every 80s and 90s movie ever made.
Course, the mass majority weren't even swimming in their dad's left testicle when those moves came out so nevermind...
But it was so obvious that Tommy was happy to see Hen. He doesn't care they haven't been in contact for a while because that's how adult relationships are. Life happens and you lose contact with people. But you can meet again, years later, and pick up right where you left off. That's called maturity.
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intheoryowl · 4 years ago
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Diversity in KOTLC
[While commenting on this post please don't post spoilers for Unlocked just yet. Thanks. This post may contain legacy spoilers. This post is a repost of my Wattpad post that I made in Sunflower Crown called Diversity in KOTLC, so if you’ve seen this already please feel free to skip it. This post lines up with MLK day, but it was originally posted in reaction to Shannon Messenger announcing the live action movies.]
[Edit: Okay, after typing this post up I realize that there are a few more characters that are POC, but they’re not prominent at all, so the representation is still miniscule. They were mentioned, like, twice throughout the entire series. So, my point still stands.]
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What's one thing you notice about the photo above?
Oh, yeah. All the characters are white, expect for the last three in the photo, which are all conveniently tacked onto the end.
Let's address the elephant in the room for everyone in the Keeper of the Lost Cities fandom. Recently, I've been thinking a lot about how little diversity there is within the cast, especially within the main group. I've been meaning to make a post about this since the #BLM movement started up, but I never got around to it.
I've found that a lot of the people in the fandom have been incredibly shy about having this conversation, but I think it's really time we have it. The cast contains very little diversity.
Disclaimer: Before anyone comes at me for this post, I'd like to first say that I've  been a huge KOTLC fan and a big fan of Shannon Messenger's work for a  long time. This isn't meant to be any sort of hate post, but instead a conversation I think we all need to have.
Let's start with the format of the art up above^.
First of all, out of eight characters 3 of them are POCs (or not white). Wylie isn't even in the main group/doesn't really enter the story until much later in the series. The same goes for Linh and Tam. They're all tacked onto the end of the photo, like they're just add-ons.
These three characters are the only characters I know the race of that are POC characters. Out of the entire series. Yes, the entire series. [And I would say that's the case for most people that aren't superfans or recently phased out of the series before art was starting to be released.] I wouldn't say I'm the biggest fan out there, but there aren't that many prominent characters in KOTLC, and just about every single one of them is white.
It feels like a last-ditch throw in when Shannon Messenger went *oops I forgot about diversity entirely!!*. I mean, think about it. Tam, Linh, and Wylie entered the series later on than everyone else.
The lack of diversity, quite frankly, I find ridiculous. And not even just because there are three characters out of eight in that photo (one of which that is POC isn't even in the main group, nevermind the original main group) are POC, and prominent characters. Not only is there a lack of diversity when it comes to race/features that aren't white, but Shannon Messenger also includes exactly zero LGBTQ+ representation throughout the entire series. There is nothing hinted, nothing said. Gender norms are never addressed in the story, and that's fine. But for there to be no gay/pan/aro/ace/freaking anything on the spectrum representation?? No trans representation? Non-binary? Hello??? I get that when she started the series LGBTQ+ characters might not have been something you saw in every single book, but even as new characters are added in we see absolutely no LGBTQ+ representation still. There's not even anyone questioning their sexuality or their gender identity. Nowadays, that's not only a huge part of being a teenager (I would know, I'm one), but also just something you would think is key in the identity of a character.
As a writer, when I start writing a book, one of the first things I do is make sure I know who I want my characters to be. Gender identity, race, sexuality, all of this - these are such fundamental parts to a character. Truthfully, i don't understand how you could just overlook them whatsoever. It's a choice you have to make, not a default setting that's already been turned on for you. I think - even to someone incredibly racist - that as an author writing a book, one would be aware of the outward appearance of their characters? Or the fact that all of the characters had one very certain thing in common? It's hard to miss, frankly, and it looks really bad.
There's really no excuse for it at the end of the day. You can't explain away the facts, and the facts are that the lack of diversity within KOTLC is concerning.
With KOTLC as well, the book doesn't even center around identity for the most part. It's fantasy, and that's what runs the plot, not someone's struggles with race. It really would've been just that easy for Shannon Messenger to throw in a few POC characters or people that weren't straight, maybe mention it in passing, and be done with it and we wouldn't even be having this conversation.
Another thing I'd like to bring up is the microaggressive character arcs of Linh and Tam song, the only two out of the entire central friend group that are diverse characters. (they appear to have some sort of asian heritage, in case you never caught that. But I bet you did with their very distinctly Chinese last names.) When Tam and Linh first appear in the book, they're suspected delinquents and exiled for crimes to a school of people that have been outcasted from society. They're seen as outsiders. During the story, we see the both of them climbing their way up in the ranks through hard work & connections. unlike everyone else who is going to Foxfire from the start, and we don't see them as nobility at first at all. Not only do the twins come into the story late, but they start out being pinned as supposed criminals (for going to their school which they were wrongly exiled to) and being the underdogs.
Twins are also scorned and families in the Lost Cities with twins are highly stigmatized. Same thing, the only two Asian characters in the entire series and they're the ones who have to be scorned instead of the white ones.
I'm sorry, but that rubs me the wrong way. it seems incredibly microaggressive to me. You're telling me that the only two characters of color [in the main group] are portrayed this way by accident? You couldn't have chosen any one of your fourteen white characters to play the role? Please.
Also, this might be a reach, but is there colorism also present in the KOTLC cast? The type of Asian that Linh and Tam seem to be (Eastern - Chinese, Japanese, Korean, etc) have a very light skin tone. Throughout all of KOTLC, the only skin tone darker than white is Wylie's character, who is obviously African-American. There is no one that looks Latina [okay, there is, it's Jensi who was mentioned twice in the first two books and never again], a different kind of Asian,  Romanian, Indian, Middle Eastern, nothing. Actually, you know what, it's not a reach. You're telling me that objectively based on facts, there is only one character out of the entire KOTLC universe that's skin tone is darker than paper? That's the standard?
To that I say: get outta here.
I'm not convinced that Shannon Messenger - as much as I love and adore her writing and her book series - ever truly cared about diversity and inclusivity among her characters. There's no representation other than straight, white, male, female, two Asians, and a single African American character (out of anyone who actually matters). That's it. Statistically speaking.
That's ridiculous.
[This is a later edit: someone in the comments also pointed out that the Lost Cities are located all over the world, meaning that having a mainly white cast also is whitewashing? This only gets worse the more you think about it, ugh.]
I understand that the majority of the KOTLC fanbase is very young. Believe me, I do. I'm probably one of the older fans that has been here for a while/still is here. Most people my age have moved on to fangirling over the Umbrella Academy or something. I get it. But I do believe that even twelve year olds can understand what I'm saying, stay informed, spread awareness, and think critically.  
One of the reasons I think Shannon hasn't been called out nearly as much for the lack of diversity and representation in her stories is because she has such a young readerbase. That's fine. I don't expect people that are ten and twelve to be thinking about any of this. It never occurred to me at the age, so why would it occur to you unless someone else brought it up first?
That said, now that I have brought it up, I think that the least you can do is have conversations with your friends, tag a few people, and think critically about the casts of your favorite books/people you stan. If you're not speaking up, it makes you look like you don't care that there's absolutely zero representation and diversity in the KOTLC series. And you should care.
Keeper of the Lost Cities is a very white, straight series. What does this mean? It means that it's inherently racist, likely colorist, and not currently supportive of any LGBTQ+ people on any LGBTQ+ spectrum. People out there just like you (if you're white) aren't seeing themselves in stories or media. Instead, they're being told that only if you have European heritage or a lighter skin tone can you be a hero. It's harmful. And we need to speak out against it.
[Not to mention that there are no different body types. This post was just on core character identity, and nothing else. As my friend StickyCarpet put in a conversation, what about religions? Do all elves believe the same things? There's very little identity variation between characters beyond their personalities.]
The reason I want to speak out so strongly now, is because as you may know, KOTLC is being made into a live-action series of movies. On screen, it's going to be even more visible and in-your-face that there's no representation. You know what that says to everyone who wasn't represented at least a little bit (or well)? It says we don't see you because we don't approve of who you are, which is just such an awful message to send. In the movies, it's going to be super important for especially younger readers to see themselves on screen. I don't want these movies to just be another movie chock-full of straight white people. It's time for change. This was never something that should've been the standard, so we need to try extremely hard to change it.
By no means will that magically fix or amend the fact that Shannon Messenger chose to put just about zero diversity into the story in the first place, but it will at least show that she's trying beyond throwing a few new characters with different skin tones in after people start calling her out for it.
Keeper of the Lost Cities is my favorite or second favorite series, and it was (and always will be) a huge part of my childhood. I'm a huge fan of the series myself, but I want to make my opinion on this subject very clear and encourage you to form your own opinion on it. I don't have instagram or socials, but I do have a large platform on Wattpad to spread awareness with. Please spread the message.
Please, if you can, tag people from the fandom in the comments. Share this post. Reblog it on tumblr or post it on instagram. We need to get the conversation started. It's not enough to just sit here and pretend like we're all okay with the fact that the series we all love is grossly unrepresentative/not diverse.
In the external link, you will find a carrd leading to Ways to Help & be a part of the #BlackLivesMatter movement, including ways that don't involve money. In my bio, there's a link that goes to all crisis resources around the globe with links to causes. Please feel free to share and utilize both links.
Thank you very much for reading & (hopefully) spreading the message/awareness with me! Your favorite series and author(?) possibly being racist is something that's harder to come to terms with, even for me at my age, so please don't blame yourself for everything and just try to help as much as you can ♡
[Please feel free to reblog and repost on any platform anywhere as necessary. Spreading the message regardless is much appreciated!]
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beelziebabie · 5 years ago
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The First (Human) Deviltuber - Obey Me Brothers x Reader
Interactive?: At some parts, yes (Later on)
Gender: Female MC
Edited?: nope
Notes: sorry for this being so late aaaa i got really sick yesterday and im still sick now. really sorry!! i made this one a bit longer than i normally would. i hope you enjoy <3💗💕💕
CHAPTER FOUR
“MC,” You heard a voice mumble, then a short but harsh shake to your shoulder. You grumbled and resisted the urge to flip them off, turning onto your side and bringing the blanket over your head. “Momo please. Go away. Let me sleep.”
“It’s 11 am.”
“Whatever. I wanna sleep.” He sighed.
“Cmon, I wanna do your makeup todayy,” Asmodeus pulled the covers off of your head and you sent a glare at him. He ignored it and patted your messy hair.
“Go take a shower and brush your teeth, then come back in here and sit at your dresser so I can do my work,” He beamed as you sat up, stretching your arms over your head.
“See, I even got dresser all ready!” He pointed to your dresser where everything needed to get your face totally ready was laid out. You blinked and ran your hand across your face.
“Where did you even find that?- Nevermind, where’s Mammon?” You asked, getting off the bed but tripping over something immediately after.
You heard a long groan right after your own. Asmodeus peeked over the side of the bed and held back a giggle, seeing you sprawled on top of Mammon and him struggling to process the situation.
“Theres your answer,” Asmodeus grinned and this time you flipped him off for real.
You got off of Mammon and apologized, leaving an innocent kiss on his cheek and pulling the blanket off your bed and draping it across Mammon. He was only in a tank top and sweatpants so he had to be pretty cold especially since your room had gotten chilly. He fell right back asleep after.
Asmodeus followed you out of your room and into the hallway to get to the bathroom. “Is everyone else up?”
“Nope, only Lucifer, Beel and Leviathan are awake. Including myself of course.” You hummed and turned on the bathroom lights.
You went to pull your shirt over your head when you realized Asmodeus was still in the bathroom with you, standing there with his hands behind his back and a closed eyes smile. You looked at him through the mirror.
“Uhh.. why are you still here? I need to shower.”
“Mhm!”
“That means I need to get naked.”
“I know.”
You sighed and pushed him out and he made no effort to stop you. “Asmo, I dont think you know what boundaries are.”
“Theres nothing on you I haven’t seen yet,” He shot you a wink and your cheeks flushed slightly as you suppressed a vein popping.
“What the hell does that mea- Nevermind. I’ll see you when I get out.”
. . .
After you got out the bathroom with a towel wrapped around your chest you felt much more awake than before. Just as Asmodeus said, he was waiting for you in your room near your dresser. He even went as far as picking out your outfit for you.
“Wow, I dont even remember buying these,” You picked up a light blue cropped hoodie and black, high waisted ripped jeans along with a bunch of jewelry. Normally you’d only wear an oversized hoodie and leggings.
“Your closet is completely untouched. How much stuff do you buy and never use?” He lightly forced you to sit down in your seat so he could start. You held your hair back in a low ponytail to make it easier for him.
“Uhh, a lot I think? Theres a lot of styles of Instagram and Pinterest that I like and want to try out on myself so I go on shopping sprees.. but I never actually wear the clothes out.” You paused. “Or ever, for that matter.”
He shook his head and laughed a bit. “I don’t even do that. What type of look do you want?”
“Really simple and natural, I’m planning on filming a video today so please make it quick Momo.”
He clicked his tongue and nodded. “You got it.”
. . .
He was quick. Extremely quick. It only took him, maybe, 45 minutes, which is less than half than what you thought it would take. You got dressed and headed downstairs where the other brothers were lounging, watching tv or cooking or eating.
You sat on the couch next to Beelzebub and sat indian style. “Goodmorning everyone.”
“It’s not even morning anymore,” Leviathan said, turning his head to look at you. “It’s almost noon.”
“It’s not my fault that you all are so tiring.”
You felt Lucifer’s eyes bore into the back of your head the moment you said that. “Okay..only five of you.”
“Welp, Levi, wanna go get started?” You tapped him on the shoulder and he nodded.
You stood up and waited for him to follow you to your gaming room. You pulled up another spinning chair for him to sit in and set everything up before looking to him again.
“You ready?” You smiled and he smiled weakly. “Yeah. As ready as I’ll ever be!”
“Aaand we’re live!” You said to the camera, waving with a giant smile as Levi sat timidly next to you. You elbowed him lightly in the arm and nodded to the camera. “Say hi Levi!”
The chat was swarmed with different usernames and messages. You did your best to read them all but the chat was going too fast. Moments like these you wished that you only had a couple thousand of followers, so that everyone could be noticed easier.
Levi put on a small smile and waved before looking down into his lap again. Out of your peripheral vision you could tell his face was on fire. You rubbed his back to spare him the embarrassment.
“Today’s live will be a Q&A while we play minecraft! How does that sound, Levi?” You glanced from the camera to Levi and watched him nod. You sighed. You could only hope that he would open up more as time went on.
You turned on slowmode for the chat so that the messages would go by slower. You handed a controller to Levi and turned on the TV that was just above your computer screen.
You looked back at the chat and smiled warmly at all the ‘Welcome Back’ messages. “Hi everyone, how are you? I missed you all so much.”
Most of the stream went by smoothly. Only most of it.
The boys would constantly enter and leave your gaming room, even after you told them to stop. Except Lucifer, who only entered once and left you alone for the rest of the time. You thanked him immediately after the stream ended.
Mammon seemed especially clingy today. You couldn’t pin why, maybe its because he woke up without seeing you immediately? Whatever it was, he would continuously try to get your attention during the stream.
To avoid making him upset or sad you would always give him at least a little bit of attention then go back to the stream. But he would come back minutes later with something else to show to you or say to you. You were very tempted to just throw him your debit card and leave it at that.
At some point you completely gave up. It was an endless cycle. Sometimes you cursed your motherly demeanor.
The door creaked open right when you placed down the last block of the mansion you and Levi built. He got the hand of the game pretty quickly, he even said that there was a game similar to Minecraft in the Devildom (not audibly, of course. You’re still being recorded.)
You turned your head towards the door and saw that it was Mammon again, but this time with Beelzebub as well.
“We came with snacks,” Bub said simply, pulling up a stool and sitting in it behind you and Leviathan. You thanked him and took a couple cookies from the pile in his arms.
Mammon stood next to you, idly. You looked up at him with a confused expression. “What’s wrong Mammon?”
He said nothing, and instead walked around the other side of the chair and situated himself in your lap.
“Mammon what are you doin- no- stop-“
His legs hung off the arm of the chair and his head rested on your shoulder. You did your best not to push him off your lap and start scolding him. You understood that he didn’t see you for most of the day (except tiny interactions) and he was so used to being around you 24/7 in the Devildom.
“You’re so heavy,” You sighed and went back to gaming.
“Shut up. You should be happy that I’m even speaking to someone as lowly as you.”
“I have more money than you even if its translated to Grimm.” You heard Beelzebub chuckle and Levi hold back a snicker.
“She probably isn’t wrong,” Bub said, opening another pack of chips to scarf down. Mammon clicked his tongue and shut his eyes, embarrassed that this all happened on camera.
You directed your attention back to the chat. You forgot to check it for a while. “Oops, sorry chat. ‘ricegoat’ says.. ‘you werent kidding when you said you have anime boys in your house’.” You laughed at the camera and smiled. “I thought you guys would believe me when I said that.”
The rest of the chat said some rather..peculiar things that aren’t entirely SFW. You had to stop those comments from coming since they were getting quite excessive and uncomfortable for you to read.
7 hours passed since you started the stream and you were starting to feel tired. Levi yawned as well, and Mammon was fast asleep in your lap.
You saved your minecraft world with Leviathan. “Thats all for today guys,” You stretched your arms over your head. “I think this is the end of the stream. I’ll be posting a video today and the highlights tomorrow. Say bye Levi!”
Leviathan smiled and waved at the camera. “Bye, chat. I’ll see you next time.”
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jazzman-19-blog · 5 years ago
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Crazy Little Thing Called Life
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*Yes I know it’s not a gif, but just keep this picture in mind since he wears this outfit in this chapter when they gO oUt*
A/N: So, this is chapter six, wow. I said I was going to post this chapter on Tuesday but I got lazy and decided to wait until now. My friend/editor, wasn’t able to help me edit this one so there might be some mistakes I missed. Oops I guess. Also it’s like 11 pm here so i’m tired. ugh. but I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!! Bye for now! :]
~with lots of love, Jazzman~
Summary: A road trip/vacation between two old friends turn into something more(basic plot but whateva)
Song: Senorita by Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello 
Pairing: Ben x Reader
Word Count: 5032
Warnings: Language, mentions of underage drinking and alcohol, horrible writing skillsss
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Ch. 6: So Fine Red Wine
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     It was SUPPOSED to be a small nap that was SUPPOSED to last an hour or two. But nope, you and Ben ended up sleeping in until five. Ben this time, was the first to wake up, he had looked over to the clock on his phone and realized how long both of you slept in. He wanted the two of you to go out and have some fun tonight now that you both were old enough to. Ben was old enough to drink but you, you weren’t allowed to drink since you were only eighteen. 
     Ben stumbled off the bed to the bathroom, he didn’t wake you because he wanted to get in the shower before since you always took forever when you got in first. He didn't know if it was to just piss him off or if you actually took that long. Either way, he quickly took a shower and quickly got back out. He didn't want it to be too late when you guys go out. 
     When Ben walked out of the bathroom, all he had was his towel around his waist. His hair was still damp and hanging in front of his face. He decided to walk over to your side of the bed and wake you up. At first you didn’t want to get up and you threw your arm over your eyes to try and cover your face. Ben was not having it today with you. He scooped you up bridal style and threw you back on the bed again. He thought that maybe this would wake you up enough to get you going. And it did, just a little bit though. You groaned at the sudden awakening and accidentally rolled off the other end of the bed. With a loud thud, you just laid on the floor in pain from the sudden drop. 
     Ben waltzed over to his closet that was directly in front of you and closed the door. You laid face flat on the floor until Ben peeked his head out and said “Y/n, go get in the shower. We’re gonna leave in an hour or two, love.” After he said that, he closed the door and resumed getting dressed. 
     “Why? Where are we going?” You stumbled up and off the floor until you held onto Ben’s bed side counter for support. You made your way into the bathroom and closed the door. Ben came out of the closet in some basketball shorts and a t-shirt since he wanted to get dressed later. 
     “We’re going to go out and it’s a surprise!” Ben said from outside of the bathroom door. The hot water against your skin was just enough to get you to start going and process everything. Where was Ben taking you exactly? You mind started to wander until you forgot that you had to hurry. You finished taking a shower and instead of going out through Ben’s bathroom door, you went through yours and into your room. You knew you didn’t have to leave until an hour or so, so you throw on some booty shorts and a tank top for now. You walk into Ben’s room through the bathroom once again and flop back onto his bed next to where he was sitting. 
     “Shouldn’t you be sleeping in your own bed?” Ben asked as he turned his head over to look at you. 
     “Stop questioning my every move, Mr. Jones” You sat back up next to him on the edge of the bed. “Plus, where are you taking me? Are you gonna kidnap me?”
     “No, I’m not kidnapping you, sweetheart! I’m just taking you to have some fun and to loosen up a bit.” 
     “Soooooooooo, what exactly is your plan?” You eyed him very carefully. Wondering what exactly was going on in that mind of his. 
     “You’ll find out later, just wear something nice.”
     “When you mean nice, do you mean formal nice or slutty nice? ‘Cause I can do both.” 
     “Well, go with slutty nice.” Ben said as he wiggled his eyebrows. “We’re going out on the town, not to the Oscars.”
     “You will one day Benny Boy. Your acting skills will take you somewhere!” Ben was amazing at acting. He would practice lines with you for plays in school and he took drama. Ben really could places with a career in acting. 
     “WE will someday, you will be my little tag-a-long partner.” Damn, Ben just friendzoned you into the future. You weren’t going to be his date, no, his little tag-a-long partner. You weren’t going to lie and say that didn’t hurt a little. At least he sees you in his future. Maybe you were over exaggerating a little bit. 
     “Sorry Benny Boy but I’m trying to settle down with a family. I’m not going to be partying all my life.” The expression in Ben’s face shifted for a second. You couldn’t make it out what is was. His expression went dull until he plastered on a fake smile. 
     “Of course, I want to but I can still go to award ceremonies now and then.” Ben started to fiddle with his thumbs. You didn’t mean to upset him. You didn’t even know he was upset, he was just emotionless, really. You leaned over Ben to grab his phone and checked the time. It was already 6:30 and you wanted to have enough time to get ready. 
     “Well, I’m gonna start getting ready. What time do you want to leave by Ben?” You asked as you stood up from the bed. 
     “We’ll leave around 7:30 or 8,” Ben said as he looked over to you, you were about to head over to your room before Ben called for you. “Hey Y/n?”
     You turned around to face him. “Yes Ben?”
     He tried to force the question out of his mouth but nothing came out. He couldn’t get the courage to ask you. “Nevermind.” 
     You turned back around and walked into your room to find a dress for the night. Ben closed his door and fell back onto his bed with a huff. Will he ever be able to ask? Probably not. 
     Once you got back into your room, you had to decide on a dress for the night. Maybe Ben was going to take you to your first club, or maybe a party. You don’t know so you go through your late night/club dresses. These are usually the type of dresses you wouldn’t wear to something formal. You went through them until you found it. The pearly white, silk dress you had recently just bought. You thought it would be nice enough for tonight at the least. You put it on your bed for now while you try to decide on what shoes would go with it. Which you ended up picking these white stiletto heels that you’ve never worn before. Now all you had to do was get dressed, you wanted to do your hair and makeup after. 
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     After slipping on the dress, you stood in front of your dresser and used the mirror on top to do your makeup. Which didn’t take that long to your surprise. You checked your phone and realized it was already 7:30, you didn’t have time to curl your hair, so instead you just fluffed it out and kept it down. You grabbed your purse, finally put on the heels and walked over to Ben’s room, you knocked on the door. 
     “I’ll be out in a second!” Ben yelled back from behind the closed door. Instead of waiting for him, you made your way downstairs and into the kitchen. Your uncle must have some booze in here somewhere. You searched through the cabinets but couldn’t find any. Maybe your Uncle was really an old man now and didn’t drink alcohol anymore. What you didn’t notice was Ben coming down the stairs as you raided the kitchen. You huffed in frustration, you knew damn well you wouldn’t be getting alcohol tonight unless Ben bought you some and even then that was an obstacle. 
     “Didn’t find what you were looking for sweetheart?” You jumped at Ben’s low and husky sudden voice coming from behind you. 
     “Nope. You ready?” You said hastily as you turned around and grabbed your phone from the counter. As you did that, your eyes got caught on Ben. He looked amazing, he had a white shirt with a jet black jacket to cover it and some jeans. How did he look so goddamn good in everything? 
     “Yeah, I’m ready. Let’s go.” He said as he dangled the keys and headed over to the front door. You followed quickly behind him but these heels were making it ten times more difficult than it had to be. You closed the door behind you and made your way to the car. Now was the difficult part, climbing into the truck. You weren’t going to stress about it too much, so you just took off both heels and climbed in bare foot. Ben turned over to you and laughed as you climbed in. 
     “I would like to see you walk in heels, Benny Boy.” You huffed as he started up the car. 
     “We both know how bad that would be, love.” He said as he backed out onto the street. And then you both were off to who knows where…
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     You were right, Ben was taking you to a club. It was packed with people but luckily Ben could easily make his way through the crowd with you holding onto his hand for dear life. You knew if you let go, you would never be able to find him again. He finally stopped at a booth in the back corner of the room. It looked like it would usually be used for more people or a group of friends but whatever. All of the neon lights were slowly but surely getting to you and the air was stuffy from all of the people in the nightclub. It was scary for you and you would never forget this night. Everybody was sweaty from all of the body heat and the dancing. Fuck, you were even sweating too and when you glanced over at Ben, he seemed totally chilled. And of course you have to remember that Ben has gone to a club before since he’s well over eighteen. Ben catches you staring at him from the corner of his eye. He could tell you were tense. 
     “Hey, how about we go and dance for a bit?” He said as he grabbed your hand from across the table. You nodded and headed to the dance floor with him. Dancing in heels wasn’t easy but you made it work and sure, your dress was a bit short but who cares! Tonight was going to be a fun night. The nightclub that you were at didn’t play any of the classic rock or oldies that you listened to but they did play some really good songs that you liked. Like the one that was playing now. 
               I love it when you call me senorita 
             I wish I could pretend I didn’t need ya
               But every touch is ooh la la la
                         It’s true, la la la
                  Ooh, I should be running
             Ooh, you keep me coming for you
     Throughout the whole song, it was just you and Ben, nobody else in the room mattered. Dancing your hearts out with each other, grind up against each other, neither one of you were even a tad bit tipsy yet and here you were dancing like crazy. This lasted for a good while until your feet started to hurt and you made your way back to the table and took off the white heels. Your feet were so sore from all of the movement, it hurt like a bitch. It’s been a while since the last time you wore heels. Ben finally made his way back to the table once he realized you were gone. He was dying of thirst and sweating like a maniac. He didn’t want this night to ever be over and neither did you. 
     “I’m gonna go get us something to drink, love.” He says as he stands up. “Don’t go anywhere with anyone, especially a guy.” 
     “Okay.” You didn’t argue with Ben because you didn’t want to get lost with some stranger in the club. You wouldn’t know what to do or where to go anyways. You pull out your phone and decide to go through your feed until Ben got back which was taking forever. You didn’t know if Ben was going to bring you back alcohol or something plain like water. But someone beat him to it. 
     “Hey girly. What you doing here all alone?” The guy was heavily drunk and you could tell from the heavy smell of alcohol on his breath. 
     “Just waiting for a friend to get back.” You told him back, not making eye contact. He seemed to have gotten closer than he was before. 
     “Well, my friends decided to leave me hanging around here and I was wondering if you would want to get something to drink, you know?” He said as he put out his hand for you to grab which you obviously didn’t. 
     “No, actually I’m good, but thanks for the offer.” You turned your head back down to phone. Not realizing that the guy’s face turn red in embarrassment. Or anger. 
     “Fine then bitch. Be that way.” He said as he walked away back to his group of friends who had “left” him. You weren’t even being rude and he took it the wrong way. You shrugged it off until Ben plopped back down in the booth on the other side of the table. 
     “Hey love? You alright? Saw that wanker come over here.” Ben handed you your drink which was just a plain ol’ beer just like Ben’s. 
     “I’m fine, he just got mad when I turned him down on an offer to get something to drink. Can you believe he called me a bitch? Unbelievable!” You weren’t really angry at the guy, maybe you came off a bit rude but he didn’t need to act like a big baby. You took your first sip of your drink and of course, you felt that sudden burn in the back of your throat but after a while you get used to it. When you had your first drink of alcohol, ever, you almost gagged at the sensation. You hated it at first but got used to it and liked the taste of it. 
     “Bloody twat.” Ben said under his breath as he looked over to the guy across the room. But of course you heard it anyways. But you didn’t care, it’s not like Ben would just get up and go fight somebody. You were usually the hot headed one, so it took you a lot of guts to not punch the guy right in the nose. 
     You had gotten suspended once during sophomore year for getting into a fight with a junior, but you had a good reason. She had just came up out of nowhere and started being a bitch. So you had to put her in her place and you beat the shit out of her. Luckily, she never bothered you again. Nobody ever did. 
     “Well Benny Boy, how long do you plan on staying here for? And what exactly do you do at clubs?” You honestly were curious since you had no idea. 
     “Usually it’s more fun with more friends and we just hang out, talk, and fuck around for a bit.” He said as he made a hand gesture to the basically empty booth. He has a point though, it would be more fun if your friends from school would’ve came with. 
     “Well then, I guess we just gotta make some new friends!” You really do want to make more friends but Ben was always the more quiet one and liked to keep his personal business between himself and you. Unlike him, you were outgoing and talked A LOT, you were the extrovert of the group. You missed your big group of friends but Ben was all you needed to survive. 
     “Maybe another time though. I kinda wanna go home and relax love.” And you nodded in agreement, you didn’t need to make friends right this second but it will happen soon. You were determined. He got up and out of the booth to help you out. He knew those heels were a pain in the ass for you. He lend you a hand out of the booth and back through the club. When you reached the parking lot, you took off your heels and sprinted towards the truck, you almost ran into it from how fast you were going. Ben unlocked the car and you instantly open the door and hopped in with ease. Even though you were tired as hell from dancing, you were somewhat wide awake. Ben climbed into the driver's seat and put his head against the steering wheel. He let out a sigh of breath. 
     “You alright Ben?” 
     “Just tired Y/n.” He lifted his head up and gave you a warm smile as he started up the car. 
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     You both ended up racing each other into the house and up to Ben’s room. He won by merely a second because you tripped over one stair step and tripped causing him to get the lead. When he stopped in his room, he headed for his closet before you came running in and landed on his bed. This was just a routine now to take over Ben’s bed. He didn’t care, as long as you made room for him too. Ben had grabbed out a pair of shorts and whatever for himself and went into the bathroom to change. This is your time to go back there and find Ben’s diary or journal, whatever he calls it. You dash in there and find the clothes you had on earlier when you were playing dress up, you officially named it the Bumblebee collection. And of course you were going to wear it again for comfort and fAsHiOn. But your main priority was to find his diary, you went straight to his sock drawer and started digging through it. But nothing, it wasn’t there anymore, maybe he hid it somewhere else. You were going to look some more until you heard someone clear their throat. Damn it, it was Ben.
     “You looking for something sweetheart?” Ben was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his bare chest. 
     “I was just looking for some socks to match with my Bumblebee outfit actually…” You sucked at lying and he knew it. 
     “Mhm, sure, just make sure you don’t leave a mess when your done.” He walked away to who knows where. You sat on the floor in defeat, he knew you went through his stuff so he hid it somewhere, but where? Whatever, you’ll find it a different time. For now, you had to get dressed. You kicked Ben out of the bathroom and switched into Ben’s clothes. 
     Once you were done, you opened the door and told Ben that he could come in now. You were so tired from the night that you didn’t even feel like washing your makeup off. Luckily, you had a bestfriend who had learned your entire nighttime routine in case of something like this. Ben sat you on top of the counter in front of the mirror. He pulled out your makeup wipes and started rubbing the makeup off your face. He looked completely concentrated on cleaning your makeup off, that his face was kind of scaring you. But as you start to look at him some more, he didn’t look concentrated, he looked like he was thinking of something or having thought bubbles as you called them. 
     “What you thinking about Ben?” You wanted to break the silence between the two of you, you wanted him to talk to you. 
     “Nothing…” But you knew he was lying, he always tried to lie with you but you always knew when he was lying. He never could get away with it. But you didn’t want to bug him right now. 
     “Okay.” Ben had finished up on your nighttime routine and even decided to put your hair into a messy bun for you. He really was an amazing person and you don’t know what you would do without him, if you were being completely honest with yourself. Oh, but Ben wasn’t done with you yet. You hopped off the counter and were about to head to your room until Ben dragged you down stairs into the living room. He had set up a perfect movie night with you, he knew you were going to go to sleep in your room (or his room for a matter of fact) for all of eternity so instead he brought you out here to hang out. There was hot tea and biscuits on the coffee table which were always your favorite, a big bowl of popcorn, and the two blankets your grandma had given you on the couch. Ben really out did himself with all of this, you didn’t even know what to say. Your mouth was wide open in shock but Ben took it the wrong way. 
     “If it’s too much, I ca-”
     “Benny, this is perfect…” You were so excited and couldn’t believe that he did this. “You did this for me?”
     “Yeah, I wanted to make you feel better after what happened tonight love.” You let your feet guide you to the couch and snuggle up into the warm blankets. After Ben got settled in, you laid against his side and slid under his arm so he could hold you. Ben was your safe place to go, his touches were a sense of safety to you. He was like your little bodyguard, he would protect you at any cost and anytime, no matter the situation. He’s told you this many, many times before. 
     An hour had passed and both you and Ben were relaxed and comfortable. You didn’t want this moment of snuggling to end, you didn’t want to leave his side. He brought so much warmth to your body and god, he looked absolutely divined. His hair falling in all the right places, his warm, angelic smile, and his touch. Oh god, with his arm wrapped around your waist, you felt like you were in heaven with his touch. You had your head laid against his bare chest that had gotten so toned from playing soccer. His hand was like holding your waist in place so you couldn’t leave. Not that you were anytime soon. 
     The movie had just ended and now it was just silence, both you were wide awake and there was nothing else to do. That was until Ben got up and made his way toward the kitchen. He called back after him.
     “Hey love? You want something to drink?” Instead of replying back like you usually do, you just got up and followed him into the kitchen. You didn’t want any water or anything because you were wanting some nice ass wine to down your problems away. But the problem was, was that your Uncle doesn’t have any alcohol and you weren’t about to make Ben go get you some at 11 at night. Ben looked around the kitchen to find the cups and he did after five minutes of being absolutely confuzzled. 
     “You never answered my question, so I’m just going to give you what I’m getting.” He said as he pulled something from the top cabinet, the one cabinet you didn’t check since you were too short. And out he pulled a bottle of red wine, not even opened yet. You walked around Ben to look into the cabinet but still you weren’t able to reach or see into it. Damn, you didn’t think you were that short. You placed your hands on the cool countertop and pushed yourself up until you could get both knees on. From that point, you stood up and looked into the cabinet area and come to find that your Uncle had stashed all of his alcohol in this one cabinet. He had liquor to whiskey and rum in there, basically drunken heaven. You were about to grab another bottle of wine but before you could, Ben wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and pulled you down like a toddler going through something they shouldn’t. 
     “Heyyy, I was gonna get another bottle. Bennnnnn.” You whined as he placed you back onto the tile floor of the kitchen. 
     “We’re not trying to make you pass out, just something to start the night sweetheart.” Ben said as he handed you your glass of wine. You pouted at him until you took a sip and realized that if you did grab that bottle, it would have been over in an hour. Alcohol isn’t your strong suit, sure, your stomach could handle it pretty well but your emotions and mind couldn’t. Your emotions always were wack when you drink and your mind wasn’t able to comprehend things clearly when you’ve had too much. Sometimes you spilled a little too much when you were drunk. And Ben knew that. 
     “Since we didn’t get to finish earlier.” 
     “Fair enough, but I am gonna grab that bottle down later, just for your information, Mr. Jones.” 
     “We’ll see about that Mrs. Jones.” Ben said with ease as he wiggled his eyebrows at you. For now, you’ll ignore it and move on. Your trying your hardest to not fall for him, you couldn’t lose him to your emotions. 
     “Well, can I have some now, Benny?” You gave him the puppy eyes so maybe he’ll hurry up ‘cause you were becoming impatient. 
     “Of course love, just don’t drink it too quickly.” He warned as he grabbed the bottle and his glass and brought it to the dining table. You followed suit behind him but sat on the other side of the table. 
     Now was the fun part, to get absolutely wasted, at least for you. Ben probably couldn’t say the same since he doesn’t get shitfaced after just a couple of glasses like you. You both loved red wine though, it was something you shared in common when it came to the adult world. When Ben finally turned twenty one, and was legally allowed to drink and buy alcohol, it was an advantage to you. You were still eighteen and underage to drink but people didn’t need to know that. Ben would supply you with the goods, except sometimes he would cut you off when it got too much. Sure, you shouldn’t be drinking underage but it’s not like any other eighteen year olds didn’t. Besides, who cares? Not you. 
     At this point both of you were completely shitfaced and drunk. You definitely grabbed the second bottle and it made things way worse. Now you both were just rambling on about stuff from high school. 
     “So, your telling me that you had a crush on…” Ben tried to complete his sentence but almost failed. He really did have a lot to drink. “My teammate when we were Juniors? Caleb? Really? Could’ve done better sis.”
     “Ew, don’t EVER say sis again!” You laughed as you sipped some of your wine. You always liked wine glasses because they made you feel fancy in a way. 
     “I’m just saying.” Ben raised his arms and hands up in defense. 
     “It was just a small crush, calm down.” You rolled your eyes at him and started to giggle uncontrollably. “Ok, maybe it wasn’t a small crush but it didn’t last long!”
     “Sure Sweetheart, just keep telling yourself that.” 
     “You still gotta tell me who you had a crush on!” 
     “I gotta think, I don’t just fall for anybody.” And Ben wasn’t lying, he was a tough little prick when it came to dating. He always seemed to pick the not so hoe-y ones which was a good thing. His shortest relationship was ten months, he really knew his girls. You on the other hand, had a little trouble with the boys. You kept getting played over and over again, your longest relationship was six months. They never wanted anything serious and it always broke your heart. Poor Ben had to take care of you until you got over them which got easier as you got played multiple times. At least he was there for you. 
     “Oh, I got one! Rebecca, the only reason I liked her was because she was hot.” 
     “You liked bitchy Rebecca from the cheerleader sQuAd? Ew, even I did better.” You scrunch up your nose at that thought of Ben liking HER. She was a spoiled brat and always picked on some poor kid. 
     “Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it. It only lasted for like a week or two.” And by the end of that conversation, the second bottle of wine was gone. Maybe it was time to chill for a bit and get some sleep. You both downed the two bottles so fast, that it was a bit shocking. And honestly you were tired and needed some rest from everything that happened today. 
     “Hey Ben?” You yawned as you got up from the dining table. 
     “Yeah, love?” 
     “I think, I think I’m gonna go to bed now.” You walked over to the kitchen and placed your glass in the sink and filled it with water. 
     “Ok, I’ll clean up here and I’ll be up there in a bit.” He picked up his cup and the last empty wine bottle. You made your way up the stairs, even though you tripped over some steps several times. Maybe you were completely shitfaced, who knows? You treaded your way up to your room until you pushed open the door and plopped onto the soft bed. You wiggled your way under the covers and passed out without a worry as to what was going to happen in the next couple of weeks to come. 
     Oh you poor, poor girl.
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all the questions in @ohsua‘s ask thing! this was really hard and i put more effort into some questions than others, but it was fun! putting it under a Read More cause it got reaaaaally long
What's your favourite title track?
piri! probably anyway. possibly what?
Sleep-walking or Silent Night?
sleepwalking personally, though i like both
Favourite teaser image for The Tree Of Language so far?
uhhhhhhh hmmm. im not sure, maybe dami? or siyeon? from the first round?
Favourite choreography? If you can, explain why
i dont really have an easy answer cause i’d have to watch them all again but the first one that comes to mind is piri. i cant really explain why though lol, i just think its cool to watch
Favourite cover?
tbh i havent heard a lot of their covers, oops
Favourite album?
hmmmmmmm. maybe prequel? or raid of dream? prequel has wake up and sleepwalking though... hmm
Who's your bias?
it was dami forever, and then now it’s jiu, though dami might be bias wrecking me lmao. bias unwrecking? rebiasing?
What's your favourite mv?
oh hmmmm... you know i love piri but honestly that music video is not one of my favorites. i think i’m leaning towards you and i or good night here. i love the scene where the ghost hunter dude’s room is exploding cause i guess the members are messing with shit on the other side of the mirror or whatever, but there’s just a shot of the dude and it’s slowly zooming out as stacks of paper and books and stuff go flying, it’s great. digipedi always makes fantastic videos
What concept would you like to see?
i have so many answers to this that idk if i can choose lol. anything lol, anything. they could do anything. i dont want them to lose the spirit of their concept and sound, but there are infinite directions they could take their concept without losing that spirit. 
Mayday or Wake Up?
wake up dude are you kidding me? i also just um... dont really remember mayday. i’ve heard it but i dont remember right now... wake up is great though
Deja Vu or Piri?
piri! i love deja vu though. piri was the song that got me into them and deja vu was my first comeback with them, so i have an attachment to both, but i would have to say piri, yeah
Who's your favourite vocalist? Rank the members from favourite to least favourite
oh shit really? uhh idk if i can do that but... i mean i gotta say siyeon right? her voice *is* dreamcatcher to me. her voice defines their sound more than anything else, even more than their rock concept. like for real, her voice is more integral to the feel of a dreamcatcher song than the guitars or sort of dark vibe. well, her voice brings the dark vibe a lot of the time, honestly. after that i’d say jiu cause her voice is the total opposite, she has the voice you would least associate with a concept like this, but that serves to add a lot of range to their sound too. her voice is so vividly bright and cheerful... so, dreamcatcher’s dark concepts are defined by siyeon for me, and dreamcatcher’s lively personality and energy onstage and offstage are defined by jiu for me. those first lines of “wake up”? iconic, full of energy, aaaaaa i love her. after that i guess i’d say yoohyeon cause she’s the lead vocalist lol. and then... about the same for the rest. i dont have an order from then on. they’re one of the groups where i think it’s the easiest to tell which member is singing just from audio alone, all seven of them have distinct vocal characters. the only two that i sometimes mix up (again, just based on audio only) are sua and gahyeon. or dami when she sings lol
Did you get to see them live? If yes what's your favourite memory & is there a song you enjoyed on the concert way more than you expected?
noooo i didnt get to :( if they ever come back around though i will move heaven and earth to get there
Dreamcatcher Notes or Vlogs
i tend to watch dreamcatcher notes more because there’s more going on a lot of the time, cause they’re like behind the scenes stuff. also.... there are some members whose vlogs im more likely to watch right away than others lol... though im working my way through all of them little by little so i’ll see all of them eventually. if jiu posts a vlog it’s immediate haha i’m on it immediately
What’s your favourite era of each member?
oh wow okay this is a hard one... here goes!
jiu - already we’ve hit a really difficult one lmao. does blue/purple Jiu count since it was technically post-deja vu? i guess purple is now gonna be immortalized in their new comeback huh? i think actually i’ll say fly high. i think that’s the obvious choice but... idk, she doesnt have a bad era lol
sua - hmmm.... im having trouble remembering which eras were which for certain members... i know she had reddish purplish hair for piri right? i cant remember some of them though... like she didnt have as many drastically different looks as someone like siyeon or dami. maybe i’ll say good night though, purely because of her rap haha. EDIT: oh shit i looked at photos from the eras after all, and oh my god i forgot about you and i... nevermind lol scratch that, it’s you and i. those designs she had in her hair were super cool
siyeon - deja vu, specifically the part where she had short blue hair. amazing. flawless. legendary. stories will be told of those days
handong - her ‘what’ era is probably her most popular, but actually im gonna say deja vu. i liked her short blonde hair, it looks really good on her. the first thing that came to mind is her with that hair and those purple/black deja vu outfits... im thinking of some photos from some fansigns... yeah. 
yoohyeon - deja vu again lol, sorry about the recency bias haha. this is the era she viciously and savagely bias wrecked me. especially during those fanmeetings where she had a ponytail and was wearing a suit... oh my god lol she knew exactly what she was doing. they all know exactly how good they look in suits and they subject us to it as often as they can lol. her grey hair during you and i is iconic too, and the red she had during good night... but i think im gonna stick with my answer
dami - piri!!!!!!! oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my god??? oh my god!!!! especially post-piri with her black hair??? fucuuucuckckckckckkckkkkkk dude she’s so handsome i could CRY. this current era we’re about to get is looking like a gamechanger too though... her hair’s kinda wavy and that look on her face in that first teaser... and her floral shirt... damn dude. honorable mention to you and i cause of the baton trick she’s famous for lol
gahyeon - now with gahyeon its actually pretty hard for me to say, she has had the same or similar hair in every comeback pretty much, right? hmmm. the things that immediately come to mind are good night and piri and i’m not sure why. actually i might be thinking of chase me? OH NEVERMIND okay i caved and i looked at photos from different eras and i forgot that she had green in her hair during fly high, okay yeah nevermind lol it’s fly high
What do you hope to see on their albums in the future?
what do you mean? like in terms of types of songs? uhhh.. idk.. most of the stuff i would say to this is stuff that i have no doubt will actually come. i want more bangers like piri and what, i want more edm stuff like sleepwalking and silent night, but yeah i’m sure we’ll get that. i guess what i’ll say is... more songs with involvement from the members. either in terms of composition or even just lyrics. though i like the composers and lyricists they have a lot! i’ll also say if nothing else, then a song choreographed at least in part by the members would be amazing. idk if it’ll happen for a title track, but if sua choreographs one of their edm bsides or something, and they perform it live on music shows, fuck...
What would you say to each member if you didn't have to worry about a time limit?
each member individually??? that’s too time consuming woirjgeoiwrgew but i do have individual answers for all of them probably lol. especially yoohyeon, i wanna talk to her about languages. i’ll just say to all of them how much i appreciate them and how they arent boxed in by typical idol conventions, but they also arent boxed in as outside them either. like, they’re not an anti-kpop-group, they’re not the complete antithesis, they like being a kpop group and they like other kpop groups so they would never want to be that. i like how much fun they have, i like how close they are, i like how they treat their fans, i think if the fandom did something really awful or went too far i like to think they would feel comfortable letting us know. hopefully, anyway. more than most other kpop groups i’m aware of, it’s easy to find them in videos and vlives and stuff not being totally in idol-mode and just being people, and friends with their members. im not criticizing other groups, cause if i was in their position, i think i would have a hard time not being “on” when on camera, even if it’s just a vlive. maybe it’s because they’ve known each other for a lot longer than a lot of other current-gen groups, and they’re older than many of their current-gen peers too. they feel very earnest, they’re not trying to hide. im sure there are aspects to them that we dont know about and will never know about, and i hope that’s the case cause i hope they’re able to maintain some privacy in this job, but it’s not hard to tell when someone is being genuine and when someone isn’t, and i get a very genuine vibe from them a lot of the time. i’m glad they are who they are, they’re really influential and inspirational to me.  i.... also might wanna mention their support for lgbt people, though i would want to talk to them about that in private because it’s personal for me and risky for them and i know how shitty that situation is, especially since i know that they care and would be a lot more vocal if they could be. and they’re one of the most vocal groups about it already! i just want to thank them.
Is there a song you think is underappreciated?
hmmm. i’m not really sure which are and which arent, i actually think insomnias do a good job appreciating everything haha. 
Rank Breaking Out, You and I, Fly High, What and Deja Vu from favourite to least favourite
oof okay, i guess this is the Controversial Opinion Time huh?
What (i guess this is a controversial song? is it? it’s one of my favorites, number 1 or number 2, so idk lol)
Fly High
Deja Vu
You and I
Breaking Out
Let's say you are forced to choose a title track that gets erased from existence so that the rest can stay, which one do you pick? i'm sorry
does this count jp ones? cause.... im not into breaking out... sorry... i think i would say.... idk.... my least favorite main title track was still a big moment for them and had great moments in the choreo.... i dont know if i would want to erase it fully.... iojdoikoldofbm i feel like the one you could erase the easiest, and that wouldnt change their history all that much, would be What... but i love What... lmao idk... at one point i would have said Fly High but it grew on me a lot and i think it was necessary for them at that point. i also love it for the lore haha. so im sorry i dont have an answer.... unless breaking out counts oijwefmgodlr,rfl;kfd
Full Moon or Over The Sky?
i only got into both songs fairly recently, for whatever reason i hadnt heard full moon for a long time, and when the over the sky special clip came out i decided that i didnt like the song at all but i just listened to it not that long ago and was surprised at how much i liked it, so actually i dont hate either song lol. still, i’ll say full moon
Choose between their Taemin covers: Move or Sayonara Hitori
oh uh i havent heard/watched these ioerokgopdrgkdh. i hadnt even heard Move until like two weeks ago. oops. i guess i should watch their cover huh? tbh i didnt even know they did that lol im bad at this
Who do you wish they could collab with?
lol i would love to say loona because theyre my other ult but actually im gonna say ateez. they have so much in common! they have the same producers for all their title tracks, theyre both very choreo-focused, they both are very concept-heavy... i would love some sort of crossover thing. imagine a 15 member crossover EP or something... the pirates meeting the nightmares... or whatever each of their new concepts are gonna be... damn. again this would go over extremely well musically too, cause Ollounder could just try to combine his styles for his two groups lol
Who first caught your eyes and why?
dami obviously, i’m only human
Trap or Diamond?
diamond i guess, i dont really listen to either of these that often
Pick 3 members for your zombie apocalypse squad
sua cause she could beat people up, siyeon cause she could beat people up, yoohyeon cause she’s a clumsy mess and we would need a challenge
Blonde Siyeon or Blue haired Siyeon
blue!!!! but only by a bit
Favourite dancer?
theyre all so good, they all could be the main dancer for any other group. sua is considered their main dancer, but idk, any of them could be. maybe i’ll say jiu?
If the next album features lyrics by one (or more) of the members, who do you hope it is this time?
only one??? can i say all of them?
Do you hope for more vocalist Dami or would you rather see her rap?
both! idk lol. i want to see more rapping from sua and possibly siyeon too, so more vocalist dami could allow for that? but rapper dami is obviously more iconic
Sua's choreography for Copycat or Taki Taki?
taki taki i guess?
Favourite lyrics?
hmmmm..... i’d have to look deeply into this and i dont feel like doing that right now... i’ll just say that “pirireul bureora” is so catchy so in terms of catchiness of the lyric i’ll say that lol. i know that’s not what this question was asking though, i just dont have an answer
Are there any songs you hope one or more of the members cover?
oh wow uh... hmm. shine by pentagon lol
Favourite intro?
end of nightmare maybe? i like that it has the piri melody in it, and i like how the edm part melts your fucking face off. is that the most abrasive moment of any dc song? maybe?
Version E, V, I or L of The Tree Of Language?
oh idk, i dont really have a preference, sorry
Wonderland or And there was no one left?
er9iokgbiktwikpbherohtbkret i actually listen to these all the time and my answer goes back and forth. i’m gonna say wonderland right now
Favourite instrumental?
sleepwalking?
Vocalist Jiu or dancer Jiu?
haha idk, both? i mean i mostly listen to music and watch music videos, i dont watch as many performances, so i guess i’ll say vocalist?
Do you have a favourite ballad?
uhhhhh not really, im sorry
What are your 5 favourite pictures of your bias?
ah fuck, this question would be easy to do if i was answering this just based on someone sending them in... um... i’ll just reblog five real good ones in a row after this post... sorry lol....
What was the first song you heard?
piri! it came out a bit before i got into kpop, so it was still fairly new at the time anyway
How did you find out about them?
to be honest i dont even remember. did i just click on a thumbnail for piri that was in the related videos to some other kpop song? i dont remember... i might have heard that there was a rock based kpop group even before listening to it? i forget but i didnt like it at first lol. i thought it clashed really badly and it didnt appeal to my metal sensibilities. some parts stuck in my head though and i kept coming back and it was a guilty pleasure at first and then oops i fell in love and then oops it appeals to every sensibility i have now lol. though mostly i still like them more for their pop aspects than their rock/metal aspects. but anyway still, i dont remember how i first heard about them, i just remember the first time i listened to piri
What do you think about Handong being on Idol Producer and missing all of their activities? Do you think it's worth it?
sigh.... i mean, time will tell, right? i hope she does well enough that it gets them a lot of exposure, but... selfishly, i guess... i hope she doesnt become part of the final group because i want to see her back in dreamcatcher lol. we’ll see, and hopefully this is a good experience for her! i know things are weird right now cause of the virus outbreak... i havent been following the news but is it postponed or something? i think i heard that somewhere? or maybe i just saw speculation, idk
Vocalist Gahyeon or rapper Gahyeon?
either! she has a lot of potential with both
Yoohyeon's cover of Secret Love Song or 2002?
um.... okay..... this is me again being a bad insomnia, i dont think ive watched either of those iokgopprlgwephk
The no budget July 7th mv or the Curse of the Spider mv from the fanmeeting?
i havent seen the curse of the spider one woah, i didnt know that existed! and is the no budget july 7th mv different than the special clip one? i dont really like that song much so i wouldnt know geijrgpokprgwoephk
Chase Me or Good Night?
good night till the day i die lol. chase me is a phenomenal debut though and works better for that purpose than good night, and i love that the lyrics are about all the ways they haunt your dreams, but i love good night so much
Favourite Siyeon cover?
im not super knowledgeable again here im sorry :( is it cheating if i say overdose, mostly just by default?
Handong's pre chorus in Deja Vu or the bridge in Piri?
piri lol
What's your favourite bside from each album?
oh fuck okay hold on
uhhh i dont have one for Nightmare, it was just chase me, an intro, and one other song. is it cheating if i say the intro lol
same for Fall Asleep in the Mirror, i guess the intro
Prequel okay now we’re getting somewhere.... Wake Up or Sleepwalking.... fuck.... Sleepwalking is actually probably the song that really converted me into a fan cause its the first time i really heard their range. after listening to Piri and You and I and maybe Chase Me, i decided to just watch all their music videos in order, and the playlist i used included the special clip mvs too, so hearing Sleepwalking for the first time right after Fly High was wild, it blew me away and i listened to it like 8 times in a row haha. Wake Up has been rising up my rankings a ton recently but i think i still have to go with Sleepwalking
Escape the ERA.. hmm... Mayday? earlier i said ive only heard this song a bit and that’s true, i’m listening to it right now though. wow i dont remember this song at all haha, this is good what the fuck, how did i forget this? oops what the hell
Alone in the City FUCK this intro is so GOOD god DAMN. its short, it doesnt go that hard, but it makes you so tense and suspenseful. but my answer is Wonderland lol
for End of Nightmare it’s And There Was No One Left
for Raid of Dream it’s hard to choose again... Silent Night is probably by far the most popular pick for this, and i think Curse of the Spider is a little bit underrated, so my instinct to pick the unconventional pick makes me wanna choose it, but i just dont know if that’s true lol. i think i have to go with Silent Night
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killian-whump · 6 years ago
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OUAT 2x14: Rewatch Blog
Hey everybody! Here I am, once again, with a liveblog post for a Once Upon a Time episode! This one’s called “Manhattan” - which strangely enough, I had to look up to make sure of, because I could’ve sworn that 2x15 was the one called “Manhattan”, but when pressed to remember what 2x14′s name was... I could only come up “Also Manhattan...?” which seemed wrong.
Anyway! Let’s settle in and watch Manhattan Part 1...
Hmmm.  Okay, so Rumple’s all “I wanna fight!” and Milah’s like “Oh, no, the war” and this just seems weird to me, all of it. I’m making that Fry face at my screen right now. Not sure if full of shit or full of shit...
Emma asking, “Is this the right place?” AND HE SAID YES. Like, how does he know?! That globe was a hell of a lot more useful here than it was in Neverland. Or did they just toss the globe overboard when they went through the portal? “Welp, we don’t need this plot device anymore.”
Hahaha, Emma. “Well, who doesn’t love a surprise?” Should I start the list, or is someone else gonna do it? Rumple’s face is hilarious. He looks like he’s thinking, “Me, actually. I don’t like a surprise...”
That’s a really boring title card, Once. Really boring.
“Back? From where?” OH MY BABY. Incidentally, I forget he’s in this scene every single time I see this scene, and then I hear his voice and I’m like “OH, MY BABY” like, you know, what literally just happened 2 sentences ago.
Aww... You vengeance-hopped-up bondage bunny, listen to your Dommes and be a good boy <3
CHASE SCENE, IT’S A CHASE SCENE
RUN, EMMA, RUN
CRASH!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH PLOT TWIST
I always did like that plot twist. One of the better ones, I thought.
“I am the only one allowed to be angry here!” Yeah, you tell him, Emma.
This face is great:
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Kinda sums up the entire scene, doesn’t it?
I love the subtle AND COMPLETELY OBVIOUS change in Gold and Henry’s interactions now that the audience is thinking, “Oh, wait... If his dad is... and his son is... OH MY GOD.” A gentle approach as always, show.
WHY WOULD HE NEED AN ENTIRE TYPEWRITER IN A FANCY WOODEN BOX WITH A SINGLE SHEET OF PAPER THAT SAYS “I KNOW YOU’RE BAELFIRE” ON IT? HOW FUCKING EXTRA CAN YOU BE?!
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Pictured Above: THE LITERAL HEIGHT OF FUCKING EXTRANESS
“...because Pinocchio told you to?!?!” One of the best lines ever XD
Oh, come on, Neal. Man up for once and just talk to your father. Geez.
Like, I know he’s pissed that his dad didn’t follow him into the portal, but all of this hiding and nonsense? Acting like he’s terrified of the man? Like, did I miss the part where Rumple EVER presented an actual threat to Baelfire? Because I don’t remember that. Honestly, if I’m forgetting something from S1 where Rumple threatened or harmed his son, someone please remind me. Shitty dad? Sure. Dropped the ball? Definitely. Worth running and hiding from for fucking centuries? You’re a goddamn pansy, Neal.
“Rumplestiltskin...” Oh, that’s not a creepy voice at all.
Oh, that’s not a creepy girl at all.
Oh, that wasn’t a creepy scene at all.
Can I go home now?
“The truth about your parents - Emma, you of all people should know how important that is.” Umm... yeah. That’s a really good point.
“Are you sure this is about protecting Henry... and not yourself?” Aw, Snow... Such good advice in this phone call. Also, nice sweater. Very soft.
Ahhh... And good acting by Jen in here, too.
AW, GEEZ, EMMA, SNOW JUST GAVE YOU SOME GREAT ADVICE AND NOW YOU’RE JUST GONNA IGNORE IT ALL. GOSH DARN IT.
Oh, look. It’s the mild-mannered mayor here to visit the amnesia-stricken woman in the hospital. There’s no way this could go badly!
Umm... Regina, I love you and I love your magical ways, but you could’ve just, like, rifled through her purse. “Magic always comes with a price” but apparently not if you just want to wave some objects through the air instead of, like, reaching in and moving shit around like a normal person. That shit’s free.
Like, there is just no reason for this. It’s pointless. It’s weird.
Library scene. One of my favorites :D Well, not this one. The next one.
Hahaha, this “touching” mother daughter moment is so weird and dysfunctional and borderline creepy. I love it.
Seriously, Hook, you’re so fucking impatient. Just cool your heels, bro.
Hey, Gold, here’s an idea. Maybe when you’re hiding your dagger somewhere, and your arch nemesis is a pirate, maybe don’t leave a pirate map to where it’s hidden for that pirate to find and follow. I mean, you might as well have left it in a toolbox in the garden she- Nevermind. Let’s not talk about this.
Emma: Don’t do this. There are things called laws. Henry: I’ll be lookout. :D
“I don’t think he’s listening.” Henry is brilliant in this episode.
YEAH, THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT, NEAL. You finally manned up. Must've found some balls in the alley and tried ‘em on for size.
Aw, geez. I’m just... Wow. I really shouldn’t say anything about this whole scene, but... Yeah. Wow. I honestly can’t like Milah after some of the stuff she says in this scene. Sorry, guys. Like, she is literally telling her husband and the father of her child that the kid would’ve been better off if he was dead - and not just once, but, like... It’s like she’s engaging in a single-person competition to see who can find as many different ways as possible to say the same terrible thing over and over again, and it somehow manages to sound worse every time.
AHHHHH HIGH DRAMA!!!
I really do like everything about this scene with Emma and Neal and Gold and Henry and everyone trying to figure things out and/or hide things and/or... Oops, now it’s all out in the open and we’re all a big happy family fucked.
Ugh. Now it’s Greg. I really, really don’t care about Greg. At all.
Regina, goddammit, I told you to just rifle through that purse like a normal person. SEE what happens when you don’t listen to me?!
Actually, I totally forgot about this moment entirely, and now I’m laughing... Leave it to the show to put a “Why the fuck would you do this in this way?” moment into the show... that turns into a convoluted plot twist.
Son, I am disappoint totally not surprised, actually.
That map really DOES look like a child’s scribbles, though.
HOOK, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING TO DO WITH THAT... keyring? scissors? dohickey? I don’t know. WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING?
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, it’s time for one of my favorite things ever!!!!
SUPER CASUAL VIOLENCE!!!
They’re both just so... so casual... and so flippant... and so... oh gosh, hahaha. He’s all upset and angry and foaming at the mouth, and Cora’s just like ~fling~! and LOOK AT THAT FUCKER FLY The violence is so ultra super casual and amazing, hahaha. And then they just walk off like Mean Girls: Storybrooke Edition and I fucking love them and I’d better rewind and watch it again. Hold on a second, guys.
ARE THOSE FUCKING TONGS, THOUGH?! why?
The books falling over like dominoes, haha, they always make me laugh. Better rewind again. I love this shit so much.
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Old-fashioned compass, I guess? Some kind of... dohickey? I’m gonna go with dohickey, guys. I mean, it looks like a dohickey to me. Still, like, dafuq you think you’re going to do with that dohickey against two ladies with magic, boo? You adorable fucking idiot. IT DOESN’T EVEN HAVE A SHARP EDGE.
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WHOOP, THERE HE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOES
See, there. Bae had no fucking reason to be running and hiding from Rumple for fucking centuries. He just handled him just fine right there. 
“Or what you did to me.” Valid point, Emma. Well made and- ARE YOU FUCKING LAUGHING, YOU LITTLE SHIT?!? Where’d that fucking dohickey go?! YOU ARE SO GETTING RUBBED, YOUNG MAN.
Well, what do you know? The seer who said the future was hard to discern clearly has now given you her powers... AND YOU’VE LEARNED THAT THE FUTURE IS HARD TO DISCERN CLEARLY. Shocked. I am shocked.
PLOT TWIST. The boy will be his undoing!!! Except... umm... I mean... he kinda never was, though? So, I mean, I don’t... uh...
Aw, fuck it. Let’s rewind and watch the super casual violence again.
WHEEEEEEEEE LOOKIT HIM FLY!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D
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severalbakuras · 7 years ago
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GUESS WHO JUST FINISHED VOLTRONNNN season 2.
fun fact you can talk all about spoilers now so long as they aren’t spoilers for the next season.
wait that makes them not spoilers.
ehhghgh whatever.
episode 9: ‘oh hunk!’ intro Weak Start.
lance hun you’re trying way too hard.
“am i sensing a trip back to the space mall here?” YESSS
“i’m afraid not” fuck you
yay keith and hunk hang out!
that hug with shiro awwww
oh wait so i must’ve missed something in the last episodes where allura found out keith was half galra?? like i don’t recall her being told unless everything was being cast over the comlink or something. unless she was told off-screen. maybe i just forgot lol that sounds like me.
either way aaaaaaaaa that look. aaaaa keith’s face as he gets on the spaceship. my boy ;A;
that coran and allura hug.
wow that planet looks a lot like argus. zarkon i know you’re tough but i don’t think you’ll last too long against kil’jaeden you should probably get out of his airspace before he replaces every single one of your soldiers with disguised demons and recruits haggar because by god can she do better.
i mean kj doesn’t look like much but he does tell sargeras, his master and the guy who’s wiped out literally all of the life in the universe except for azeroth, to fuck off with that weak promises bullshit and take the invasion into his own hands.
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what is your story harassed birdfaced druid. you don’t seem like you’re enjoying this.
i kinda like how hunk’s talking actually. like, he’s not being Weird about keith’s galra-ness. it’s a little blunt and awkward in its own way but he’s not acting like this is some mind-changing revelation that he has to wrestle with, it’s just a thing and he’s curious about it even if it’s in a rather insensitive manner. but it hasn’t rly changed how he sees keith.
coran could sell me anything.
so quintessence can be naturally consumed by these whale things and form new planets and solar systems. does this mean perhaps haggar had a whale farm back when she started working with the stuff. does this mean she perhaps had a ‘free willy’ moment with a space whale as a rebellious teen.
don’t take that mental image from me.
i like that there’s more than one type of giant space animal in this show. more giant space monsters plz.
FUCK ME THAT THING IS COOL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GIANT SPACE WHALESHARK
if that’s a baby/adolescent thingie then i hope the adults have the same voice. i also hope it’s the same one and it recognizes coran’s voice on the video and that’s how they get their materials.
oh no thace D:
good job chilling him out keith.
aaa that moment when your random crack ship gets a little something, makes me wanna x3 like it’s 2006 and i’m roleplaying on neopets.
oh shit it’s a galra.
aaaaa bombs in enclosed spaces are a Bad idea don’t do that again keith!!
hunk no.
those are some good Principles you got there keith.
did they get a guest animator in to do the bacterial tentacle thing’s movements? looks very anime-esque in its fluidity.
i like that the galran person is like ‘... seriously?’ at hunk’s plan.
thace no there is nothing more suspicious than trying to evade your tail.
oh no mysterious galran :((( otoh they could’ve easily taken way more than just one bag, AND killed keith so i’d disagree with ‘just like the rest of them’. maybe next season we’ll see them again. considering how long it was in there like enough for organs to grow around it, i wonder if we’ll get a ‘oh god the galra have changed while i’ve been away’ moment like lapis had on returning to homeworld. the armor looks so different and all.
hunk you ass - but it’s kinda the same thing as before. he’s keeping it kinda light. like i don’t think lance for example would be able to pull off the same jabs without it sounding more accusatory.
episode 10: i’m nearly at the end of the second season and i’ve only just noticed that lance pulls a sorta y face in his opening intro clip.
Pidge Intensifies
damn good reflexes shiro i’m sure that loose plating on the outside won’t come into play later :)))))))) (late edit: i don’t think it did. huh. i don’t know storytelling).
zarkon this is not the time for your solo a cappella cover of gimme more.
“why have you stopped” “sir you are literally dying” -kills person- -doesn’t seem to realize that killing someone makes them stop forever and now it’s going to be an even slower process with one element missing-
zarkon you fuckwit.
ugh lance.
who is that being tortured. that’s not a typical galra voice it almost sounds human. is that pidge’s bro?? they’re not gonna yank her away from her brother when she’s this close again are they???????
OH NO I THINK IT IS
AAAAA DOES THIS TORTURER GUY HAVE A GIANT SECRET GALRA CAT THAT’S ADORABLE.
i cant decide if i like laika slav or slav slav better. must’ve been slav he was torturing.
i id with slav slav making and remaking his bed way too much only my thing is checking the time and setting my alarm and resetting my alarm and checking the back door is locked at least 5+ times haahaha. haa...
oh so they’re straight up condensing sokka’s whole character arc into lance now huh. is this the same studio as avatar/korra? i thought the art style was familiar.
oh no pidge don’t get distracted now D:
‘yupper’ aaaaaaaye
GOOD GIRL LAIKA (PLEASE DON’T END UP LIKE ANOTHER LAIKA...)
holy shit he just went all xavius on everyone.
NONONONO YOU FUCKERS BETTER NOT KILL LAIKA SLAV YOU WILL BE ON MY SHITLIST IF SHE GETS TRAPPED IN SPACE
he saved her....... interrogator of my heart........ this guy can be the Problematic one in my group of galra who should make their own club (this includes the chef dude, the mall cop and the mysterious whale galra).
haggar babe PLEASE shove him into space. do it. space is right there no one will think otherwise if you say he thought he saw the black lion and went running after it. DO IT HAGGAR.
episode 11: i just realized that allura has the same voice actress as jasper that is some fucking range ms brooks a+.
allura you’re adorable.
oh allura ;A; coran too ;A;
SHAY SHAY SHAY GIMME MY ROCK GIRL
awww shay hunk’ll come next time i promise.
THACE NO YOU IDIOT.
holy SHIT allura you lifted THAT
aww shay hugged her ♥ EAT THE STEW ALLURA
oh fuck no not that robot again
THACE NO THAT’S AN OBVIOUS TRAP
slav exists in so many quantum states i yearn for that level.
missed opportunity for the black lion to grab the yellow lion by the scruff but ok
black lion goes all sif on us with that mouth blade nice
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red lion’s NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN powers activate! alternative name WHO HIT MY BOY
pidge bloodbends again. i have a concerne.
voltron just looks... so dumb...
oh damn. good try hunk but uh. ouch.
interesting that keith’s still standing behind her for the teledove scene tho. i guess he’s just kinda accepted that she’s Not Happy with him. that’s sad.
awww coran ;AAAAAAAA;
aww guys.....
“we can’t fail.” you’re gonna fail. just by saying that.
holy shit haggar!!!!!
episode 12: wow everyone’s being the comic relief today.
oh fuck keith no.
idk i’m not sure how i feel about that whole bit actually. kinda feels like they had a longer arc in mind for keith and allura but then remembered they only had one more episode after it. kinda felt smushed in.
hang in there thace. no NOT BY FALLING FOR THE SAME TRICK TWICE AAA
zarkon you dumb fuck. LISTEN TO HAGGAR.
hot damn thace and keith make a good team.
thace goes from 0-suicide bomb in like two seconds damn nevermind.
haggar why the FUCK haven’t you gone on the offensive personally before now??? that door was like paper!!!
THAAAAAACE NO
WHO HURT MY BOY MODE ACTIVATE again
this is going Too Well...
episode 13: LISTEN TO HAGGAR. YOU MORON. OH MYYY GOD.
zarkon stop killing the people who are trying to help you do the thing it makes the living people do the thing slower.
so his secret weapon is an eva?
have i mentioned that i love the explicit magi-tech in this series because i do i love it.
not an eva then. looks like a rejected final fantasy robot boss form.
TAKE UP ARMS ALLURA CRUSH HIM
OH FUCK
OH FUCK
AAAAAAAAAAAA
haggar love yourself dump his ass soon plz. we have NOTHING explaining your devotion to him or his cause despite how often he ignores you.
ALLURA VS HAGGAR OH YES BRING IT
she has a STICK OF VENGEANCE
and keith seamlessly steps into place when shiro’s out for the count noice
aaaa i don’t want any more of the blades to die, keith needs some galra role models who aren’t dead.
AHAHAHAHA FUCK YOU ZARKON
OH
OOOOOOH MY GOD
I
KINDA
DID I
CALL THAT I CAN’T
I THINK I CALLED THAT?
KINDA?? ??
????????????????????????
need to reread my own write-ups lol.
EITHER WAY
C
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V
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IT COULD’VE ACTUALLY HAPPENED MAYBE I CALLED THAT TOO
I CAN DREAM
cmon hagger you’re smarter than this you didn’t need to power her up again.
FUCK YEAH ALLURA SPIRIT BOMB THAT SHIT
honestly compared to that the voltron vs robo zarkon just looks like two plastic toys thwacking around in space. v. boring.
NEVERMIND NEVERMIND I TAKE IT BACK
is he dead i hope zarkon’s dead
oh no shiro
keith ;A;
um.
UM.
SHIRO.
SHIRO THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO Read At 12:30 6/15/17 YOUR SQUAD.
oh fuck no zarkon’s alive????? god i hope she has a good reason to keep saving his ass.
her facial expression while he was unconscious. please let that reason not be love. honey you can do better. colran for example. date him. date a man who respects you. date a man who can make you laugh.
prince lotor hmm. depending on how similar he looks to his father i bet any ships with him will be the Problematic ones. shit i do like villains tho maybe i shouldn’t judge.
i’ll probably post a retrospective/summing up of my feelings of what i’ve seen as a whole/theories for the future/ships etc tomorrow bc i left it way too late in the evening to marathon the last episodes lol.
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sasuita · 8 years ago
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It’s Time For Another Edition Of Headcanons That Ignore Source Material...
ItaKisa version.
•kisame is hella gay. like, super, super gay.
Surely you aren’t making him gay for ItaKisa purposes, right...? Who am I kidding, this is exactly what he’s “hella gay” for. Nevermind it’s heavily implied he had something for the Kiri kunoichi he ended up killing, which would make him at least bi if you also wanna ship him with Itachi. 
•itachi is pretty much the only akatsuki member he 100% respects.
You forgot Obito, who he knew as Madara. While Kisame held a great deal of respect for Itachi, he was also 100% loyal to Obito. 
•when he blushes he turns purple.
Sure, this one is fine. Given his blood is red and his skin is blue, the resulting color from flushed skin would be purple.
•kakuzu and kisame don’t get along that well…it’s mostly because of kisame’s mischievous nature.
Kisame isn’t really ~mischevious~. He’s pretty serious but has some dark humor.
•he’s far more emotional than itachi and usually takes the lead in their relationship. despite his romantic boldness, however, he is easily flustered when itachi flirts with him.
You almost had it but went on a tangent there. Kisame in fact is not that much more emotional than Itachi, and especially not in the way you’re implying....Also Itachi takes the lead in their dynamic, it wouldn’t be different for a relationship. Their whole dynamic is Itachi calls the shots and Kisame listens, why fix what isn’t broken? You’re also forgetting Itachi is absolute shit with romance. Itachi isn’t going to be a flirt.
•his strange appearance is a source of deep insecurity for him.
Well, this one is just basically canon. It’s in an OVA.
•kisame is the king of cards against humanity. his cards are funnier and more offensive than even hidan’s.
CAH doesn’t exist in the Narutoverse. Unless you’re shooting for modern headcanons, which kind of contradicts the rest of the headcanons you’ve been posting.
•yes, those are gills in his shoulders. and yes, they do work.
Gills on his shoulders would suffocate him since he keeps them covered most of the time. Kisame has a nose, he breathes through it. Gills is perfectly acceptable for when he’s underwater and fused with Samehada.
•kisame likes to swim (duh), and sometimes will pants itachi if they swim together.
Swimming, sure, not sure why it’s a headcanon if it’s a given... Also no on the pantsing. He’s not stupid enough to mess with Itachi, and he wouldn’t leave him without protection in an open body of water.
•he’s just a happy guy in general and it’s so pure. his cheerfulness is part of why itachi loves him.
Did we read the same manga....? I think you’ve been paying attention to too much fanon.
•his sense of smell is as great as a shark’s.
This one is acceptable.
•he pretends to go into blood frenzies just to mess with the others, but in actuality he’s completely unaffected by blood.
Pretends....um, what? This one has two problems. It assumes the rest of the Akatsuki lives in something akin to a dorm building (they don’t), and it assumes Kisame will play jokes on them....both of these don’t work.
•the amount of times another member has played «i’m blue (da ba dee)» to piss him off is off the charts.
That song doesn’t exist in the Narutoverse, again. In modern AUs Kisame would probably just be a regular skinned human, not blue.
•surprisingly, he and deidara are pretty close.
There’s nothing backing this up. Kisame found him annoying when recruiting him and that was their only physical meeting. After that the Akatsuki traveled in pairs like usual, there’s literally no time or chances for the both of them to meet frequently to form a ~bond~.
•he provides the water for itachi’s tea.
The only times Itachi is depicted drinking tea are at teahouses, which...provide their own water. I highly doubt Itachi’s carrying powdered matcha or tea bags with him while traveling, not to mention that sounds highly unsanitary.
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battleshidge · 8 years ago
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plight of the pizza
Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Pairing: Shidge (Shiro/Pidge) Rating: Teen and up; for language. Summary: Cooking was like chemistry, which she’d aced last semester, so she figured that it would be easy to whip something up. You followed a specific formula and would achieve edible success–simple. And even simpler was putting a monstrosity called a frozen meal in the oven at the right temperature and waiting for it to be done. Piece of cake, she thought.
Only...it wasn't.
Author’s Notes: From the prompt Character A tries, and fails, to cook dinner for Character B, resulting in a hoard of takeout food and a promise to never use the stove again for @shiroganeholt​ and @ohdearkamiwhy, who asked for it way back in like, August. I’m sorry it took me so long! I never forgot, I just got distracted and busy and here it is.
I hope you guys enjoy it!
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(shiroganeholt and ohdearkamiwhy, if you guys have Ao3 accounts, if you could comment or message and tell me the name so I can edit the Ao3 post to be gifted to you guys, I’d appreciate it!)
It had been a while since Pidge had tinkered in the kitchen.
She was a very technical sort of person. Machines were kind of her thing. But cooking was like chemistry, which she’d aced last semester, so she figured that it would be easy to whip something up. You followed a specific formula and would achieve edible success–simple. And even simpler was putting a monstrosity called a frozen meal in the oven at the right temperature and waiting for it to be done. Piece of cake, she thought.
Only...it wasn’t.
As the open oven allowed the plumes of dark grey smoke to disperse, Pidge stared blankly at what was supposed to be pizza. The center looked like it might conceivably pass as food, but the edges were blackened and the pepperonis were curling in on themselves, shriveled and much darker than she thought they should be.
She spared a glance for the smoke detector, abandoned and in pieces on the counter. That horrendous beeping would have given her a headache, if she’d let it persist. So she’d disassembled the device, because that was something she could fix later.
The pizza, however, looked like a loss.
“Holy crow,” she murmured, pulling the pan out and sliding it onto the stovetop, biting her lip. “What did I do wrong?”
She had set the timer for fourteen minutes, just like the box had said. And she was certain she’d had the right temperature. It should have been as easy as following the instructions on the box, so where could she have possibly gone wrong?
Pidge didn’t exactly have time to right this wrong. Shiro would be back to the apartment in about ten minutes, give or take a few, and would start asking her questions. Why does it smell like something burnt? he’d probably start with, raising a skeptical eyebrow at her. And despite how easy fibbing to her friends was, usually as a joke, she couldn’t do the same to Shiro. She’d probably end up spilling that she was trying to surprise him because they’d officially been dating for six months.
Six months.
Even now, it seemed impossible. Six months ago, she’d been a college freshman that was hopelessly head over heels for the teacher’s assistant in her Altean history class, and now here she was, a sophomore whose feelings had long since been reciprocated. It was almost unreal.
Shiro was in the middle of his obligatory student teaching semester, preparing for his career and life as a history teacher, and he’d been asked by his classroom mentor to attend a faculty meeting after school. He’d accepted, of course, because he liked to be useful and he liked to be prepared. And so Pidge had taken it upon herself to fix them dinner tonight, in celebration of six months together and the progress he had made.
Burnt pizza didn’t make for a good celebratory dinner, though.
After a few more moments of staring, wondering what she’d done wrong, Pidge pulled out her phone. If there was anyone who could help her come up with something in the next five minutes, it was the infallible Hunk. So she scrolled through her contacts and found his name in record time, pressing the Call button and lifting the phone to her ear impatiently.
“Hey, Pidge, what’s up?” he asked after the third ring, his tone familiar and warm.
“I need advice,” she said brusquely, prodding her catastrophic attempt at cooking with a spatula. “I’m trying to make something for Shiro for dinner and I burned this stupid pizza. He’s supposed to be home in about five minutes. Is there anything I can at least start in that timespan that might hide the smell of the burnt pizza and be ready pretty soon after he gets here?”
Hunk remained silent for a few moments, and she heard a few clanking sounds. He was probably cooking, too. But there was chatter in the background, so maybe he was at the store or something instead?
“How did you mess up on a pizza? I doubt you made it from scratch–sorry, Pidge–so how did you misread the oven instructions? Nevermind, I’m not sure I want to know, really. Um...do you have pasta? Pasta is pretty simple. Put some tomato sauce in a pan and let it simmer on low heat while you boil water and a dash of salt and put the pasta noodles in. Even you shouldn’t be able to mess that up.”
“Hey–”
“–sorry, sorry. Anyway, just let the sauce simmer for a bit on low while you boil the pasta. Easy-peasy. Even Lance can do it, so it should be easy enough for you to handle.”
A muffled, “Hey, I heard that!” sounded from the other end of the line, but Pidge merely snorted and focused on Hunk’s voice.
“Hush, Lance! But Pidge, as long as you keep the pasta from sticking to the sides of the pan while you boil it, you should be fine. Don’t overcook it, or it will be mush. But you’d have to let it boil for ages to get to that point, so you should be fine.”
“Somehow I’m not sensing much confidence,” she drawled, lips folding into a frown as she held the phone on her shoulder to rummage for the pasta in the cabinets.
“You burned a pizza, Pidge. One that you just have to put in the oven for like, fifteen minutes at the right temperature,” Hunk’s tone was flat. “Sorry if that doesn’t lend me confidence about your skills in the kitchen. Anyway, while the sauce is simmering, you should be able to add some cu–ow, Lance, what the hell–cumin, just for a bit of flavor. Personal family recipe, don’t tell Mom I told you that!”
Cinnamon? Pidge thought, Is that what he said? I didn’t think cinnamon went in pasta, but I’m a terrible cook.
“Yeah, yeah. Anything else you can tell me?”
“I’ve told you pretty much everything. It’s up to you. Make sure the pasta has enough water and a dash of salt, stir the sauce occasionally to make sure it doesn’t stick, and you should make it through. Lance is trying to run me over with the shopping cart now, though, so I’ve got to finish shopping. Later, Pidge! Good luck with the pasta!”
“Thanks, Hunk. I’ll let you know how it turns out,” she managed. “Later!”
The phone clicked into silence soon after, and she let out a disgruntled huff of air through her nose.
Formulas and calculations she could do with ease. Mixing chemicals and using a bunsen burner was nothing. But somehow cooking was proving to be a lot harder than expected.
With one last sigh, she gathered all that Hunk had told her she needed and got some water in the pan she’d be cooking the pasta in. Pidge placed it on one of the burners, turning it on to let the water start heating up. For a moment she paused, trying to remember whether she needed to wait for the water to start boiling before she dumped the pasta in. After a few moments, though, Pidge decided that it wouldn’t hurt and did so anyway. She poured some tomato sauce into another pan and placed it on an adjacent burner, turning up the heat to let the sauce start simmering. Shiro was supposed to be back any minute now, so after a moment she decided to turn the heat almost all the way up.
“I hope this is right,” she murmured, glancing at the ruined pizza on the cabinet. She started to step towards it to clear it away, but then remembered Hunk’s other tips and turned to reach for the seasoning instead.
She dashed some salt into the pasta pan. She wasn’t sure how much she needed, so she gave it three or four good shakes just to be safe before reaching for the cinnamon. With that in hand, Pidge actually hesitated for a few moments. It still sounded so weird, but who was she to judge? Hunk had said it was his family’s secret ingredient, and he was nicer than Lance. He wouldn’t play a trick on her to ruin her pasta.
After two shakes of the cinnamon, which she mixed into the tomato sauce, Pidge stirred both pans a little before moving to deal with her earlier mess.
Tentatively, Pidge reached out to touch the pizza pan. It had already cooled enough for her to hold the metal, and she reached for the metal spatula in order to lift the pizza and discard it.
The only problem, however, was that it was stuck.
“What the hell?” she murmured aloud, brow furrowing. Pidge redoubled her effort, wiggling the spatula and working it under the edge of the burnt crust. If she’d expected it to get easier after that, she was wrong, because she had to continue wiggling to get under the pizza. And when she was able to flip some of it over, she saw that the entire bottom was black.
Pidge groaned.
Muttering to herself, a string of swears and admonishments, she continued to pry the blackened crust from the metal pan. It was a slow process and she grew gradually more agitated as she worked.
Until she glanced over to the stove as the first drops of water rolled down the side of the pasta pan.
“Fuck,” she cursed again, abandoning the pizza and slipping back to the pasta on the stove. Pidge stirred it quickly, noting with disdain how a few noodles were sticking to the bottom and sides of her pan. “Fuck,” she repeated, trying to gently scrape the pieces away from the edges. Once satisfied, she glanced at the sauce, gave it a quick stir and grimacing when it felt like some of it had already been sticking to the pan. But as long as it was edible, she could count the endeavor as at least partially successful and not a disaster.
Pidge returned to prying the pizza from its pan, depositing the ruins in the trashcan that she had pulled over. There was nothing else she could do with it. Even strays wouldn’t have been able to eat that. It was so burnt it was probably poisonous. Not to mention that she didn’t even know if dogs or cats could safely eat pepperoni or cheese or any of that stuff. Some of the simplest things had the worst side effects, sometimes.
She noticed the smell next.
Something...burning? Burnt? Pidge paused, leaning forward to sniff at the last few pieces of pizza on the pan. And, once she’d deduced that the new stench wasn’t coming from her first ruined meal, her head whipped towards the stove again and she dropped the pan and spatula on the counter as she moved over to it.
She stirred the pasta–a little bit of sticking, but so far, so good.
Furrowing her brow, Pidge started to stir the sauce only to find that it was being stubborn. When she forcefully scraped some of the food from the pan, she stared blankly at it for a minute.
“Motherfucker,” she hissed, turning off the burner and staring at the lumps of black in the sauce. “Of all fucking days for me to mess up,” she muttered angrily, rummaging for some serving dishes in the cabinet. Once she had placed her dish of choice on the cabinet, she started to scoop the pasta out into it.
Halfway through, she realized that she could have used a strainer, but the scooping was mindless and helped her vent some of her frustrations, so she continued anyway. Doing it like this also helped her gauge how done her noodles were. There were some with dark spots, and she assumed those had been stuck to the sides, and some that looked...rubbery? But she tried one, and it was at least edible, if a little salty.
She turned, then, to the travesty that was her tomato sauce. The pungent smell of burning food was even more pronounced now and she wrinkled her nose as she reached for the pan.
“Dammit,” was the swear of choice this time. And then Pidge carefully tilted the pan over the pasta, pouring out what remained of the tomato sauce–or at least what still looked edible–before returning the pan to the stove and sighing, staring at her concoction. Pidge felt incredibly weary as she fished out a fork, and a little more than nervous. She knew her own prowess in the kitchen, and she knew better than to test her luck on most days. But today wasn’t most days.
As soon as she’d managed to spear a piece of pasta with her fork, dragging it through the meagre drizzle of sauce for good measure, she took a shuddering breath, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth.
The first thing she noticed was that it tasted burnt. She wrinkled her nose and kept her eyes closed while she tried to decipher the rest of the flavors that were assaulting her tastebuds. There was too much salt–that’s what she tasted next. And then...cinnamon. Of all things, cinnamon. It didn’t work with the sauce, it was extra awful with the salt, and Pidge felt tears pricking the corners of her eyes.
She forced herself to swallow and slammed her fork down.
The next course of action had her pulling her phone to her ear, fighting back the frustrated tears, as she waited for the call to connect.
“Pidge! How did it go?” Hunk’s voice was carefully level, and it only made her eyes burn more.
Softly, grudgingly, Pidge admitted, “I fucked up again.”
Her voice was a lot smaller than she’d hoped, and it cracked, and she knew if it had been Lance she never would have lived that particular moment down. But this was Hunk–kind, benevolent Hunk.
As much as she hated to admit it, though, she was calling to get the warm rush of feeling that his comforting skills always provided. He was the best person to go to–aside from Shiro and her family, of course–when she was feeling particularly down. So she listened as he hummed softly in understanding and started to reassure her with little sentences–”It’s okay, maybe next time. I’ll teach you sometime, Pidge. Don’t worry about it. Just clean everything up and wash the dishes and everything will be okay”–and she felt her frustration start to ease.
“Pidge?” the voice rang through the hall, decidedly not belonging to the man on the phone, and she cursed. Hunk cut off in the middle of comforting her.
“What’s wrong, Pidge?”
“Thanks for the help, Hunk. Shiro’s home, so I’ve got to go. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Sure thing, Pidge. You’ll be fine. Later!”
“Bye.”
She had just hung the phone up when Shiro poked his head into the kitchn, sniffing.
“Something smells burnt,” he observed, not unkindly, as he stepped into the room. He observed the scene as she shoved her hands in the pockets of her overlarge hoodie and failed to meet his eyes. He saw what was left of the pizza on the pan first, and with a glance she could see that he was putting the pieces together when he spotted the pasta.
Without asking anymore questions, and before Pidge could speak, he stepped forward and swept her into a hug, spinning her around.
“Wha–Shiro?” she asked, weakly, as she wrapped her arms around him.
“I thought you told me you couldn’t cook,” he said cheerfully, releasing her as he looked over at the pasta.
“I can’t,” she muttered, busy staring at her socks. “I messed up.”
“This doesn’t look too bad,” Shiro offered, gesturing to the meagre serving of pasta she’d dished up. He reached for the fork and she moved to stop him, opening her mouth to argue but unable to find the words to say.
Finally, as he looked at her inquisitively, Pidge settled for, “It tastes burnt. And I seasoned it wrong.”
“Well, you tried to cook for us, so the least I can do is try it.”
Shiro said it easily, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. With a reluctant sigh, she moved to let him pick up her discarded fork and watched with a bit of guilt as he took a bite. At first he seemed relatively unfazed, and then she watched his eyebrows rise in confusion. He chewed a little more slowly, and realized he was trying to process the taste information he was receiving.
He swallowed after a few minutes and cleared his throat a little. “That was...interesting.”
“I told you I messed up,” Pidge decided that her socks were more entertaining yet again. She did spare him a glance, though, and then held his gaze.
“Well, that’s nothing that a little bit of practice can’t fix,” he said optimistically, smiling down at her as he placed the fork back in its previous position. He opened his mouth to speak again but paused, brow furrowing, as he sniffed. Confused, Pidge followed suit and found herself wrinkling her nose.
Her eyes trailed, in horror, down to the burner she thought she’d turned off.
“Fuck,” she repeated for probably the hundredth time, lunging around her boyfriend to click the burner off.
The burnt sauce in the pan had bubbled, and after a few moments Pidge realized, with horror, that the non-stick Teflon was bubbled and warped, not the sauce.
“Oh no,” she breathed, eyes prickling again. “Shit. Fuck. I mean...shit.”
A warm, heavy hand descended upon her shoulder, and she didn’t dare look up at him.
“Don’t worry about it, Pidge, I’ve got another pan that same size. Your mother makes sure I have plenty of cookware, remember?”
“Because she knows I can’t cook,” Pidge mumbled numbly.
“And because she’s a kind woman who likes to make sure you and all your friends are well taken care of,” Shiro added smoothly, slipping his arm around her shoulders as he moved the ruined pan to the sink to cool. “So for now, why don’t we order some thai and watch some SyFy  movies while you promise me not to mess around with the kitchen while I’m not at home. Okay?”
Pidge nudged Shiro in the ribs, snorting as she ducked out from under his arm. His methods were different than Hunk’s, of course, but they could never go wrong with thai and SyFy.
“Well, sure. You order the thai–I’ve gotta go grab something real quick.”
Shiro quirked an eyebrow at her, questioningly, but was already pulling his phone from the pocket of his black slacks. She beamed and dragged herself up on her tiptoes using his tie–which also pulled him down a little–to press a kiss to his cheek. She mouthed I’ll be right back as he smiled and pulled his phone up to his ear, and then she slipped into the bedroom, where her backpack was tossed haphazardly in the middle of the bed.
It took her only a few minutes, but she finally pulled out the box. It rattled and she grinned, turning and making her way back down the apartment hallway. She reached the living room from one direction just as Shiro stepped out of the kitchen, and he smiled at her again.
“The thai will be here in about forty minutes or so,” he announced, sliding his phone onto the wooden coffee table. “Now...what is it you had to rush off to do?”
“I went to get this,” she responded, crossing the distance between them to offer him the metal box in her hands. He glanced at it, then back to the tentative but excited grin on her face, and accepted it even though there was confusion written all over his face.
“What is it?” he asked slowly, reaching for the latch.
“You’ll see,” Pidge retorted simply. With a chuckle, Shiro opened the box and started to look through the bits and bobs inside. When he glanced back up at her, she found the words tumbling from her mouth without bidding. “I know it’s a little unorthodox, but I know you’ve been saying you wanted to get your prosthetic fixed and we already had the list of parts we needed, so I talked to dad about getting them for you. All the wires we need to remodel the inside should be there, plus some upgraded components, since you refused the last time the Garrison offered. And it’s just...well, it’s not an anniversary because those are annual, but it’s been six months now and I just thought I should try to do something for you because you’ve done a lot for me, and–”
Her words were muffled by his warm chest, and she sank into the hug, wrapping her arms around him and forgetting whatever she was planning to say next. She’d long lost her rehearsed speech, anyway, and had just been babbling.
“Thank you, Katie,” his tone was soft, and she squeezed him even closer.
“Thank you,” her voice was a lot smaller than she’d expected, but it was enough.
“I–” Shiro started, but the obnoxious clanging of the apartment’s doorbell cut him off. He extricated himself from the hug with an apologetic grin–it wasn’t even his fault, he didn’t have to feel bad about it–and moved to answer the door.
“Hi, thanks for ordering Hunan’s,” a familiar delivery woman stood there, offering Shiro a brown paper bag with a bright smile.
“I, uh, didn’t order Chinese,” Shiro offered her an awkward grin, and she laughed.
“Oh, I know. Your friend Hunk came to the shop and ordered it for you in person, and he already paid for it,” she pushed the bag into Shiro’s arms. “It’s your usual, anyway. You’ve got good friends, don’tcha?” with another laugh, she waved, “You guys have a good night!”
“Th-thanks,” Shiro leaned out the door, watching the delivery lady leave, and Pidge stood in the middle of the living room, dumbfounded, as Shiro turned around with the Hunan’s bag in his arms.
It smelled amazing after the concoctions Pidge had ruined.
“Well, I guess we’ll have Chinese and thai?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I guess,” Shiro shook his head with a grin. “I’m going to have to pay Hunk back for this.”
Pidge snorted, reaching up to unroll the bag in Shiro’s arms and peer in at the three boxes. One would be their fried rice, and the other two would be their normal entrées. She could smell them. Satisfied, she dropped back to her feet and rocked on her heels with a very pointed, “Hunk will never take your money.”
“I know,” he sighed, “but I still have to try.”
“Well, before that, you should probably change out of your nice clothes into something comfy. Especially if we’re going to chow down and watch SyFy movies!”
Shiro agreed, and with a grin, pushed the paper bag into her arms. “You get everything set up in here, then, and I’ll go get changed.”
He leaned down to kiss her forehead, and she let out an exaggerated groan and dragged out her spoken, “Fiiiiine.”
As he disappeared down the hallway and into the bedroom, Pidge deposited the takeout on the table, pulling it from the bag and rejoicing when she found the chopsticks at the bottom, as well as some plastic cutlery. It wouldn’t do to dirty any more dishes tonight, after all. And then she went about finding all of the SyFy movies they had, whether on DVD, Blu-Ray, or on the Roku.
One of the things she looked forward to most about their SyFy movie nights was the intense debate over which ones they’d watch.
Ten minutes later, they had just settled on a movie–Something Beneath–when the doorbell rang again. They shared a confused look, but then Pidge shrugged and got up to answer the door.
When she opened the door, she saw another delivery person...but he wasn’t wearing the thai restaurant’s uniform. Instead he was wearing Pizza My Heart’s uniform.
“Can I help you?” she asked tentatively.
“Is this where Shee-ro and Podge live?” he asked, trying to read a messy scrawl on his notepad. Pidge winced.
“I’m Pidge,” she answered instead, “and we didn’t order a pizza.”
“Nah, it says here that your friend Lens–or is it Lanny? Laney?–anyway, your friend ordered you a large pepperoni pizza. Here you go,” he handed her the box and, without looking back, turned and said, “Have a nice night!”
“Lance?” she said blankly at his back, but he didn’t hear. And then, when she stepped back inside and closed the door, Shiro first looked shocked at the box in her hand. The expression soon morphed into one of amusement.
“Let me guess, Lance?”
“Unless we have a friend named Lens, Lanny, or Laney, then yes, it was probably Lance,” she snorted, recovering from her own surprise to bring the pizza to the table. “And now we’ll have Chinese, pizza, and thai to eat while we watch some questionable cinematic masterpieces.”
“Hear, hear,” Shiro deadpanned, but they shared a laugh as she slipped back onto the couch next to him. He hit play on the movie and handed Pidge her Chinese entrée before grabbing a slice of pizza himself, with a wink. He leaned back, draping his arm around her shoulders and pressing another soft kiss to her temple, before focusing his attention forward.
And if they were mostly full when their thai actually arrived, it didn’t faze them too much. Whatever they didn’t eat would serve them both as lunch and possibly dinner tomorrow.
“Love you,” Pidge murmured warmly into her pad thai, curled up against her boyfriend’s side as the credits rolled and he moved to start the next movie.
“Love you, too,” Shiro responded affectionately around the slice of pizza dangling from his mouth, one arm around her shoulders and the other fiddling with the remote.
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