#had an emotional moment before watching the ep

[ai-higurashi]

Oh, to be loved so deeply that you could be killed and torn into pieces, reduced to nothing else than an indiscernible mass of hair and bone, yet you'd still be put together, lovingly and patiently, and resurrected by people who'd come get you from death's grasp again and again.

[skunkes]

OMG you like moral orel?? who is your favorite character :]c *Blinking and fluttering my eyelashes beautifully*

i watched the whole thing in a few days, ended yesterday. My faves are nurse bendy and joe (together and as a unit), stephanie (individually and then as a unit with the reverend but i dont like him individually), + danielle, of course

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

GOOOOOD AFTERNOON ITS A FRESH NEW DAY OF A FRESH NEW WEEK, IT SNOWED AND I AM ABOUT TO WATCH THE 8TH EPISODE OF MONKIE KID SEASON 4

BUCKLE UP EVERYBODY HERE WE GO I FEEL LIKE THIS ONE IS GONNA BE WILDIN

I mean after the last ones it would make sense we hitting the TENSION

(hi future knox note real quick this one is a wild ride i had several moments and its p long so heads up HGL;ASDKFJDS)

M A N

this show is wild oKAY MOVING ON LETS GO

EPS CALLED THE BROHTERHOOD I ASSUME WE’RE GONNA GET SOME MORE BACKSTORY LORE HIT ME WITH IT LETS GO I’M READY

ANOTHER DRAMATIC DUUNNNN  STARTBGSFM

MK ASKING RIGHT OFF THE BAT DARN RIGHT WHERE IS THE MONKEY GIVE HIM BACK

Sandy always advocating for explanations and communication ;-; you go Sandy

BRUH REALLY SAW HIM PLOTTING TO TAKE DOWN MONKEY KING HUH WAHT ACTUALLY HAPPENED I’M CURIOUS THEY DON’T USUALLY SAY STUFF OUTRIGHT WHATS THE TWIST

I’M SORRY???

THE WAY HE INHALES?????

EXCUSE ME???

WHATS WITH THAT FACE MR. SELF-RIGHTEOUS LOSER

I’m sorry I’m very hyped rn and holding Mk’s horrified face gently HGLS;ADKFJAW;OEFIJAF

BRUH WHATS WITH THAT FACE WHAT IS THIS

“SEE!!! HE’S BASICALLY ADMITTING IT!!” HELPGMLSKFMAEF

HE DOES LOOK SUPER FREKAING GUILTY

HUH REGRET HUH THAT’S A NEW LOOK

AW MEI YOU WERE? THAT’S HGSLKDFJDS PLS THAT’S ACTUALLY SO GREAT

“I knew you wouldn’t understand” * dramatic look to the side and closing eyes regretfully* SHUT UR DRAMATIC HECKING FACE OLD MAN WHO’S PROBBALY NOT THAT OLD BUT ALSO IS ANCIENT SQUARE UP

WDYM ITS EASIER TO ASK FOR FORGIVENESS NOT PERMISSION YOU HAVE THEIR FRIEND TRAPPED IN A SCROLL BOI THAT LINE APPLIES TO BORROWING A CAR NOT LOCKING AWAY A FRIEND FOR ALL ENTERNITY I KNEW HE WAS AT LEAST SLIGHTLY ANTAGONISTIC HECK PROBBALY THINKS HE’S DOING THE RIGHT THING TOO LOSER RELEASE THE MONKEY SCREAAAAAMS

MEI HAVING NONE OF THAT FR HGSDLKFJ “oooOooOo OOOKAAAY sUrE” HGSDJLFAL;WEF

HEY BRUH’S FAST

BET MONKEY KIGNS FASTER

nah actually that looks like a p similar speed-

wait what am i saying, the train scene, monkey king is still way faster—or well ig he could be the same speed just doesn’t need to use his full speed rnHECK DOESN’T MATTER GET THAT INKY NONSENSE AWAY FROM MY DRAGON HORSE GIRL GUY

We’re gonna have some great amv bits and transitions i’ma be able to use ngl I’m excitedGL;AKMFE

aRM

WHO’S ARM IS THAT

I’M GONNA GEUSS PENG RIGHT? THE BIRD GUY? YEAH THAT’S MY GUESS

I WONDER IF THAT’S ACTUALLY HIM WAIT HECK

IS IT INKY??? WOULD HE END UP ACTUALLY BEING IN THERE? HECK I DON’T KNOW S C R E A M S

OH THE SCREECHY EHCOY THING? YEAH PENG RIGHT? RIGHT???

SCREAMS

WDYM GREETINGS BACK OFF

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE CLOWN

Oh u pretty dramatic my boi look at you go

OH AZURE’S FACE??

HECK I’M SO

FASCINATED BY THIS GUY

LIKE HECKING MACAQUE ALL OVER AGAIN

THE PANIC AND JUST LOOKS LIKE HE CANT CONTROL ANYTHING CERTAINLY IS A LOOK ON THIS GUY DANG IT HE TRAPPED MY FAVOURITE MONKEY OF ALL TIME AND I STILL LIKE HIM DANG IT DANG IT DANG IT NICE TEETH DUDE I AM A HUGE FAN OF UNDERBITES IN CHARACTER DESIGN I DRAW PIGYS WITH EM FOR A REASON HECK THESE EPXRESSIONS HE’S MAKING LOW-KEY REMIND ME OF MONKEY KINGS EXPRESSIONS THIS IS FINE DO YOU ACTUALLY CARE ABOTU THESE KIDS DUDE??? THESE PEOPLE?? DO YOU?? WEIRDO??? WHAT CHAOS ARE YOU CAUSING THAT YOU THINK IS MONKEY KINGS FAULT? OR ARE BLAMING MONKEY KING FOR OR SOMETHING HEKC I DON’T KNOW I NEED TO STOP THINKING AND JUST PRESS PLAY HECK HECK

SANDY NO LONGER WANT AN EXPLANATION HUH GHSDLKFJSDF

FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT WAIT SANDY FIGHTING???

HECK PUSHED TANG OUT OF THE WAY HECK

OH THE BIG BOYS OUT

HECK SO THESE ARE THE REAL DEALS THEN???

THEY WERE TRAPPED IN TEH SCROLL??

DID MONKEY KIGN DO THAT??

WAS HE TRYING OT GET THEM OUT??

HECK BRO I’VE GOT SO MANY QUESTIONS NOW HECK

AM I GONNA GET REAL ANSWERS OR ANSWERS WITH THE NARRATORS BIASES WHICH ISN’T ACTUALLY THE TRUTH AGAIN BECAUSE I’MA LOSE IT GD;AFMASDF

SAAANNDYYY NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HECK

HECK

MK JUST

BEGGING

FREAKING HECK NOT THIS AGAIN

OHHH MAN THE FLICKERING

SHOW ME THE STUPID LIONS FACE AGAIN I WANNA SEEEE

OH WOW PENGS A GLOATER I SEE HOW IT IS

WE BEEN KNEW IG I SAW THIS COMING WHY AM I REACTINGNDFLKSMDF

BOI HECK PENG READY FOR MURDER

OH YEAH??

OH YEAH???

STOP HUH?

WHATCHA DOING THERE LOSER

ARE THEY GONNA LISTEN TO YOU?

YOU LOOK SO STUPID RN I’M SORRY I’M FINE I’M JUST HE LOOKS LIKE HE’S TRYING TO KEEP CONTROL OF A SITUATOIN THAT’S RAPIDLY SPIRALING OUT OF CONTROL DUE TO HIS OWN BAD DICISIONS HELLO WHERE HAVE WE SEEN THAT BEFORE, BROTHER LIKE BROTHER IG

HOLY CRAP DUDE THE

TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH AHAHAHA ANYWAY HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN

THATS

HECK DUDE

MK JUST

HECK CAN HE GET FIVE MINUTES

WITHOUT SOMEBODY BETRAYING HIM

OR USING HIM

OR HURTING HIS FRIENDS

LIKE

FIVE MINUTES???

PLS??

JERKFACE

DUDE LOOKS

SO HAPPY TO ACTUALLY SEE THEM

THEY LOOK PRETTY HAPPY TO SEE HIM

WOW HE FR

TRAPPED MONKEY KING IN THERE

AND IS REUNITING WITH THESE GUYS HECK I DON’T KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT ANY OF THIS HECK

SIR YOU JUST BETRAYED THIS KID THAT TRUSTED YOU BUT HEY YOU GOT YOUR BROS BACK SO ITS FINE RIHGT? FREE TRUAMA FOR MK ITS FINE JUST GET IN LINE EVERYBODY ELSE DOES IT

guys i’m only two minutes in this is ridiculousHGSDKFJAOEWF

UM

NO

YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO SAY HIS NAME LIKE THAT

OR SMILE AT HIM LIKE THAT

SHOVE YOUR FACE IN DIRT

UM NO

NO OUT OF HAND

GIVE HIM BACK HIS MENTOR

oh pengs spear is kinda neat its bird shaped but also talon shaped but also spear shaped, very nice

LITERALLY HOW CAN YOU STAND THERE “haha, woopsie, silly me, sorry about that” WHILE HIS FRIENDS ARE ALL HURTING ON THE FLOOR MY GODS

WE DON’T WANT AN INTRODCUTION WE WANT AN EXPLANATION OLD MAN

SHUT UR GOSH DANG TOOFY MOUTH UNLESS YOU’RE GONNA EXPLAIN

WHY ARE THEY CHILLING NOW

AND JUST OHH HEY BROOO

MK

NICE TO MEETCHA

WHAT IS THIS

HE’S SUCH A LOSER

WISE?

HE MUST NOT BE VERY WISE IF HE’S HANGING OUT WITH YOU

i’m only half joking I wanna see this fluffy fool obliterated hjGL;KSJF;AWE

Can I just say how hilariously like monkey king this guy seems to be

Mk just sweating like no but why why do this if like YEAH SERIOUSLY WHY

AND MEI JUST AIN’T NO DISCUSSION ABOUT IT HE’S A VILLIAN AND HE SUCKS

you know I actually want to take a second to appreciate Mei

she’s great

okay appreciation over

*DECKS AZURE WITH A CHAIR*

LITERALLY

THE “okay okay” IS JUST

MONKEY KING

BUT HEY IG HE’S OFFERING AN EXPLANATION

BUT LITERALLY ONLY WHEN HE ABOSLUTELY HAD TO LIKE

BRUH

LITERALLY ITS MONKEY KING BUT I WANT TO HIT HIM WITH A BOAT

JUST STRAIGHT UP SNATCHES MK

I DON’T LIKE THIS GUY

I DON’T LIKE HOW CLOSE HE’S STANDING TO MK

OR THE FACT HE ONLY EVER SEEMS TO BE TALKING DIRECTLY TO HIM AND NOBODY ELSE IN THE CREW

LIKE HE’S THE ONE PERSON HE NEEDS TO EXPLAIN THINGS TO AND GET FORGIVENESS FROM OR SOMETHIGN WHAT THE HECK I SALL THIS

OH YOUNGER AZURE

OH I WAS A STRAPPING LAD BACK THENGNSDFKMSDF

LOSER

or so ii thought

ooookaaayyyyyyyyyyy……..

interesting apprrooaaachhhhhhhhhhh

just be carrreeffullllll

I’m looking at you monkie kid crew villainizing the Jade emperor is a bit of a slippery slope there since he’s still kinda an important cultural figure bros

also interesting approach making Azure and ex-celestial dude

I’m sorry the ponytail is throwing me pls it looks so strangenGL;KAMWEOF

THATS

HELP THAT’S SO GOOFY

HECK WAIT

HHHHHH AAAAA

GGGGRRRRRRRR

AAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

kay look

l o o k

love the words this guy is saying

love em

I would ADORE

like words cannot describe how much I would adore the plot line of celestial warrior notices the guys he’s working for aren’t great and sees this monkey who fr just cares about everyone under his rule so he goes and devotes himself to that person instead and wants to see him rise to great heights to help more people and become an even greater ruler because he can see how much potential he has and no matter how many people say OH BIG CELESTIAL WARRIOR SHOULD RULE he knows he doesn’t have the same heart and just genuine care that this other person does so he always deflects to make sure he’s getting the best of it and being in charge where he can do the most good KAY I WOULD ADORE THAT BUT I KONW THAT’S NOT EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENS AND HE CLEARLY ASSUMED SOMETHING OR SOMEBODY TURNED ON SOMETHING BUT HECK H E C K PLS

HECK I KNEW HERE THERE WAS A WARRIOER WITH MY IDEALS UHUH YEAH THEN HE GETS TRUAMA BUT ITS FINE

ALSO

NGL

I REALLY LOVE

HOW THEY MAKE

EVEYRONE LOOK AT WUKONG PLS HGLSDKFOWE

just absolutely smitten  platonically romantically whatever I just think its great how there’s just people like Macaque and Azure who just look at Wukong and just go “yup i’m gonna dedicate my life to this guy he’s so freaking cool, bro moment-“ AND THEN IG THEY PUT HIM TOO HIGH ON A PEDESTAL AND WHEN HE INEVITABLY WOBBLES THEY JUMP SHIP AND NOBODY CATCHES HIM WHEN HE FALLS I’M ASSUMING A LOT I’M JUST HECK HECK HECK THIS IS THE EXACT KINDA NONSENSE I WANT THIS IS RIDICULOUSGN;SDLKFMWEO F

Mk fr looks much calmer standing there next to Azure and i still got alarm bells going off, he’s way too used to standing next to people who want to hurt him his friends and monkey king hGLKJS;DF

“we we’re gonna change everything, it was glorious”

y

you mean you were gonna

try and fight heaven

and

overthrow the emperor

and inevitably get put back in your place

only monkey king takes the brunt of that-

SORRY STILL MAKING ASSUMPTIONS BASED ON MY JTTW KNOWLEDGE I KNOW THIS IS GONNA BE DIFFERENTNG;LSDKMFE

HANG ON

GO B

GO BACK

HANG ON

I NEED TO GO LOOK AT THESE IMAGES REAL QUICK BECAUSE OH MY GOOODNESS PLS

PRINCESS IRON FAN WAS A CELESITAL????

I DON’T REMEMBER THIS IN JTTW AM I LOSING MY TOUCH??

ALSO WAIT THAT’S SO GREAT FOR HER AND DBK’S RELATIONSHIP PLS

THAT’S SO GREAT HELPGMLSDKFAMWE

NEZHA, ERLANG SHANG IT LOOKS LIKE AND IRON FAN WHY IS THAT GETTING TO ME PLS HGSLDFJWE

OFC

OFC DBK FELL FOR PRINCESS IRON FAN MID BATTLE

I LOVE THAT

Gives new meaning to when he’s yelling about how his wife beat up anybody in the revenge of the spider queen season 2 special UJGL;SAJFA;EFMASDF HE’S FOUGHT HER HE KNOWS  I LOVE THATHGSDFKMLSDF

Y’know

Y’know Azure

Y’know its funny how

You seem to be the driving force behind a lot of what Monkey King ends up doing in this

You call yourself a follower but you and the group are the ones pushing for this stuff

Also wow this dude really

had an image of what he wanted

very interesting

WUKONG AND MACAQUE VIBIN FIGHTING YEAH GOOD FOR YOU TWO MACAQUE LOOKS LIKE HE’S HAVING FUN HGSDKFLAEFW

HEY AS LONG AS HE’S WITH HIS BFF RIGHT

:’D

.

.

.

…

……….

………………

h

hang on

gimme a second

,

w h a t

hold up hang on gimme a second

what

okay so i see

they didn’t want to

bring Buddha into it so they’re making monkey king… f…ail??? against… the Jade Emperor… who he didn’t… fight?? In jttw if I’m recalling correctly…

okay interesting interesting not sure how i feel about that interesting  did he even actually pick a fight buddha in this or is that just a throwaway reference line from the first season?

heck hang on not sure how i’m feeling about this i need another sec

I AM LITERALLY ONLY FOUR MINUTES IN COME ON

kay so

“Monkey king failed” uhuh, that’s cute, why’d you hype up a little monkey guy to lead a battle and go fight your boss huh?

HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

NNNNNNNNOT SURE HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS APPROACH IF THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED

Cause like, Monkey King’s whole thing is that nobody could really touch him, he doesn’t really fail and that’s what makes him such a huge problem for heaven in jttw, he just keeps getting bigger and more annoying until Buddha has to step in and slap five stacked mountain on top of him

.

hmmmmm, the further we get into this actually the more suspicious i’m getting of the approach they’re taking on monkey kings character

I’m all for reimagining and new gen monkey Mk now i’m on board with that cause they did it really neat and i love how it feels but like…. Sun Wukong means a lot to me as a character and a lot to a lot of people as more than that, and I thought they were doing pretty good with it but i’m kindaaaa hmmmmmmmmm

HMMMM

I dunno man ig I gotta hold my final thoughts on that till I at least finish the ep here but hGJSDFKLSADF

WE’LL SEE HOW I FEEL  

pressing play

WHEEZINGSDLKF

I LOVE HOW THIS

TINY GROUP OF FOUR + MONKEY KING THOUGHT THEY COULD TAKE DOWN HEAVEN

pointing and laughing at Azure

WOW ITS INTERESTING HOW IF THEY MAKE MONKEY KING NOT ACTUALLY AS STRONG IN THIS IT MEANS EVERYONE IS LITERALLY CONSTANTLY PUTTING HIM ON A PEDESTAL AT ALL TIMES EXPECTING MORE FROM HIM THAN WHAT HE CAN GIVE AND PUNSHING HIM WHEN HE DOESN’T MEET THEIR EXPECTATIONS WOWWWW INTERESTING

s

swk now

yeilded to the

okay so no Buddha then

hMMMMMMMMMMMM

H M

I DUNNO GUYS

NOT SURE HOW I’M FEELING ABOUT THIS

Also interesting how its kinda being portrayed as one after another, like… did the mountain even happen??? was there no mountain?? guys if there was no mountain i’m like… i’m actually gonna be upset that’s such a huge part of his backstory over 500 years under it and they’re just gonna… take that out???

.

hm

tsk

I dunno guys not sure how i feel about this

.

Okay so

they got away scott free??

Monkey King gets the circlet slapped on and these guys just get dropped back down like they’re not a problem?? like Azure didn’t used to be one of them? if anything he should have gotten an extra harsh slap on the wrist in the form of like, death and reincarnation like straight up

hm.

So there is the chance of like, unreliable narrator still here I’m just…

if this is it, i’m not sure if I’m happy with it, i’m kinda… really disappointed? Like. yeah i don’t know

what the heck is this????

okay so they made a house

wowww

a

a house

dang

so

cool

looking so happy with each other

totally abandoning monkey king

who did all that for you

wowwww

Well first off no respect for these losers

and second off NOT SURE IF I LIKE THIS PLOT

OHHH WAIT THAT’S FUN THO

Okay hang on

so

lol

ur telling me

you tried to overthrow the literal heavens

and got away no problem

but you build a house and now its a problem

this is…

this kinda feels like poor storytelllinnngggg mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

I’m really hoping this is the unreliable narrator thing and not the actual thing they’re going with on this show cause if it is I’m kinda out

like

:T

hm I don’t want to be out this show means a lot to me though

Kay well, obvious Azure at least is painting Wukong as becoming the villain of the story, oh he let this happen, or he gave himself up, oh he failed us blah blah blah, no buddy you failed him, you got him involved in something he never needed to be involved in and wow okay hang on if this is the story they’re going with this really means Wukong seriously is just a silly goofy guy. No murder, no antagonist arch, no super powerful chaos monkey, just a guy who loves his friends so much he’d do anything for them, and Azure used that and abandoned him and then he got a circlet slapped on him, tortured into doing what the celestials wanted and now Azure’s acting like he’s the bad guy

yeeeeeesh

this is rough times for the monkey

still not sure i like it, bUT MOVING ON

WELL OKAY AZURE SURE YOU GOT IMPRISONED IG BUT AT LEAST HE DIDN’T KILL YOU

well ig Tang Monk wouldn’t really be on board with that but whatever

Sheesh though this Monkey King has it… really rough. Like, JTTW Monkey King, a lot of what happens is his own pride and a bit of ignorance making it possible. And like, everyone assuming things about him right off the bat and people exaggerating his crimes to the Jade emperor at times, but this Monkey King seems to have had everyone ever close to him abuse him, use him, and abandon him the moment he fails them like dang

No wonder he has communication issues

are you kidding me we’re only five minutes in I don’t have enough braincells for thisGL;KAMEF

Peng fr like don’t even my guy it ain’t worth it- BOI YOU AIN'T WORTH IT

Also bruh why  you trying so hard to convince Mk of this?

SNORTS

WHEEZES

POINTS AND LAUGHS

“he took the only friends he had from me” Bro you took his life from him, made him a target of the celestials, he was just chilling

boy man if this is the real plot point Azure lion SUCKS bIG time

OH WOW

STILL

USING PEOPLE HUH AZURE

STILL

GASLIGHTING THEM INTO DOING YOUR DIRTY WORK HUH

LOOKS ALL OPEN AND HAPPY

AND HJIS FRIENDS LOOK READY TO MURDER

ALSO BRUH MK’S FACE JUST

yeesh man this is a rough episode holy moly

oh yeah no i hate his guts y’all

ready to punch his face

gosh dang it i was so ready for Wukong to have a real good friend moment but I JUST HAD TO BE RIGHT IG

Yeah Sandy on the ground very hurt

just mHMM

“EtErNaLy gRaTeFuL” sure buddy

SNORTS

LAUGHS

OH SURE BUDDY

AND HOW DO YOU PLAN ON TAKING DOWN THE CELESTIAL REALM JUST YOU THREE WHEN YOU COULDN’T EVEN DO IT WITH MONKEY KING- ohhhh the ink stuff right? right? the scroll? that’s a good weapon for that possibly

also heck bro this dude S U C K S

oh well that’s sweet at least

“until this is over”

at least sort of implies he intends to let him out after

the whole “better to ask forgiveness then permission” way of thinking ig

oh I’ll just do what i want to and use who i need to and they’ll forgive me when its all over and they’ll see what i wanted was right all along! :D

WOW WHAT A GREAT VILLIAIN MOMENT ACTUALLY NICELY DONE

HANDSHAKE YEAH

ENOUGH PEOPLE HAVE USED THE MONKEYS

BUT ALSO MK PLS I’M SO WORRIED FOR YOUR SAFETY NOW

DARN FREAKING RIGHT YOU GIVE HIM BACK HIS MOTHERFREAKING MENTOR YOU PIECE OF GARBAGE LION BAG

Oh actually i’m kinda hype over Mk losing it cause Monkey Kings in trouble, we usually imagine like, Wukong going berserk for Mk but if Mk’s allowed to go bananas (stereotypical monkey pun intended) then I’m gonna really happy, I dunno if Wukong’s ever had someone going berserk for him before that’s nice ;-;

“What is this child?” THE GUY WHOS ABOUT TO KICK YOUR WISECRACK

“CaReFuL bOy mY pAtIenCe iS nOt EnDlEsS”

sorry I’m very salty rn HNGLKSADJFAWENF

;-;

oh man dude actually this kid

has big major abandonment issues heck

people just keep taking his mentor from him heck, yeah and his friends, heck

ACTUALLY YEAH HUGE FAN OF

MK SAYING NO TO THAT

AIN’T NO GETTING PUSHED AROUND ALTHOUGH I HAVEN’T SEEN HOW THIS ACTUAL FIGHT WILL GO JUST GIVE HIM BACK HIS FREAKING MENTOR THAT’S HIS SHIFU WHO MEANS SO MUCH TO HIM AND JUST CAUSE YOU APPARENTLY ABANDONED MONKEY KING DOESN’T MEAN HE WILL SO STEP ASIDE OLD MAN

Actually I’d love to see Monkey King at least get emotional over Mk fighting that hard for him y’know? like dang must feel nice to be… not exactly needed but wanted like that, like I’d take on whoever i needed to to get you back, Wukong’s done that for so many people its neat to have it done back to him

okay I wasn’t sure i liked the whole backstory change a bit but ngl the way its playing out so far ain’t too bad Monkie Kid may change a lot of things but what they do change they handle fairly well usually STILL GONNA WAIT TILL THE END OF EP AT LEAST FOR FINAL FEEDBACK

ONWARD TO POSSIBLY VERY SHORT BATTLE BUT MY GOSH I HOPE ITS LONGER AND MK IS ACTUALLY A THREAT TO THEM DESPERATELY OH THEY’RE PROBBALY GONNA COMPARE HIM TO MONKEY KING OR SOEMTHIGN HECK

Well

Y’know

okay well first of all HAHAHAHAH FAST MONKEY FAST MONKEY DARK RIGHT HECK YOU AZURE HOW’S THAT FOR SPEED YOU ACTUALLY LOOKED STARTLED MWAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

And Secondly he actually seems… I don’t know if he’s concerned monkey king will get out or concerned for Monkey king in general cause he does seem kinda worried heck Y’know bro friend who cares but is still horrible to you but uses caring as an excuse for that is such a neat story thing y’know?? like?? heck dude

ALRIGHT I AM OVERANALYZING THE CRAP OUT OF THIS EP ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE I’VE GONE THIS IN DEPTH WE’RE ONLY SIX MINTUES IN PROPS TO YOU IF YOU MAKE IT TO THE END OF WHATEVER THE HECK THIS RAMBLE IS

AHAHAHA

MK FINE

JUST

DONT’ EVEN SEE HIM DOWN

HE’S A FAST LAD I AM A BIG FAN OF THIS

HE’S SO FAST MY GODS

CANT’ TOUCH THIS

DOO DOO DA DOOOO DA DO DA DO

CANT’ TOUCH THIS

Kay sorry I need to go back and re-watch all that speed frame by frame hang on

My gosh is Mk powerful

Well, Y’know its nice how close the brotherhood is, minus Wukong and Macaque ig

wonder how long that’ll last

heck man Mk doesn’t even crash into anything or fall when he gets punched back by Peng he just stops and is covered by dust, standing there, this dude is HYPE

;-; heck

monkey mk ;-;

he’s beautiful ;-;

I love how they had Mei attack Azure first to like, have something to compare Mk’s speed to, like making Azure out to be super fast, and then Mk swoops in and the dude hasn’t landed a hit yet

.

the scrolls gonna break isn’t it

OH WELL

lets see

MK’S GOOD HECK

TRIPS THAT MAN VERY WELL WITH A SWEEPING LEG KICK SPINNY THING CROUCHED DOWN HE’S AWESOME I’M LOVING THIS

HOW’D HE GET UP IN THE SKY

WHEEZING

WOWWWW

THIS GUYS

AFRAID OF MONKEY KING HUH

.

Y’know I think it says a lot how he envisions him now

Like flashing from Mk to monkey king there

.

hang on i need to go look at shadowplay really quick

yeah

huh

interesting

wait i need to check the winning side too hang on

HUH

INTERESTING

Well they both kinda see Wukong as detached emotionally and cold, but Azure sees him with the circlet on and Macaque sees him decked out in armour with no circlet

I’m not sure if that means anything I’m just kinda fascinated by that.

Bruh sure does look at least, some sort of panicked seeing him tho that sure is something hmhm

HECK

okay i’m feeling better about this

apparently might not have mountain trauma but he got free relationship trauma and Azure did too it seems I’d love for him to be in denial and secretly blaming himself for all of it that would be AWESOME i doubt that’ll be it but i’m just MHMHMHM FUN TIMES

ALSO HA CALLED IT

SCROLL BROKEN

.

hmmm

HMMMM

So I’m p sure this means inky’s getting out at least and destroying stuff

But does this means Wukongs semi-permanently trapped?

Also Azure doesn’t like to take responsibility for things so i’m waiting for the “look what you’ve done Mk” or “look what you made me do”  from him hGL;SAJDF

GOOD JOB JERKFACE

YOU TRAPPED YOUR BRO IN THE SCROLL BECAUSE YOU PANICKED IN THE FACE OF A LITTLE MONKEY GOOD JOB

Also heck imagine Mk monkey fighting after he’s stopped glitching

Get away from our monkey man ;-;

.

oh yeah

Wukong’s trapped in there now huh

Even Peng looks

.

yeah

heck okay then

Well I will simply be devastated if Wukong isn’t freed in the special, I assume we won’t be seeing him until at least then

HECK WHY DO I DESPERATELY WANT MACAQUE BACK AND TELLING MK AZURE’S FULL OF CRAP

“tHiS iSn’T wHaT i wAnTeD”

tough buddy it’s your fault

ha ha

“what you’ve done” THERE IT ISSSSSS

BLAMING MK

THE KID IS LITERALLY JUST SO TRUAMATIZED AND WANTS HIS SHIFU BACK HECK MK REALLY GOING THROUGH IT

Azure really sad about that huh

WELL GOOD LOSER

I HOPE YOU FEEL TERRIBLE

I HOPE YOU WALLOW IN YOUR GUILT AND SHAME FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE

But he’s the type of dude it seems who will always find somebody else to blame i NEED TO STOP ANYLZING THE CHARACTERS SO MUCH HECK GHSDLFJAEO;F M

WEAPONS SNATCHED

HELP????

i’M GLFKSDFASDF

THIS IS FUNNY TO ME FOR SOME REASON

THEY’RE ALL SO DOWN IN THE DUMPS ABOUT THIS

THIS IS YOUR FAULTS YOU FOOLS

THEY’VE BEEN BLAMING WUKONG FOR SO LONG NOW THAT THEY BASICALLY KILLED HIM THEY’RE HAVING A MOMENT BUT HEY THERE’S AN ESCAPE GOAT FOR BLAME RIGHT THERE RIGHT?

W O W

HIS LEGACY WILL LIVE ON IN OUR VICTORY

1. MK’S HIS LEGACY WATCH YOUR MOUTH

2. YOU SUCK, WATCH YOUR MOUTH

3. WATCH YOUR MOUTH OLD MAN

YOU LITERALLY JUST TRAPEPD WUKONG FOREVER IN HIS HIS NIGHTMARE AND ARE STILL BLAMING HIM

UNBELIVABLE

HATE THIS GUY

BRING BACK MACAQUE

AT LEAST HE WAS FUNNY TO WATCH BE A TRAINWRECK

HE SUUCKKSSSSSS

HEY GIVE BACK THE SCROLL PIECE

STUPID MOTHERFREAING LION

TAKING WUKONG AGAIN

THIS IS SO STUPID HECK

okay i’m fine i knew i should have waited an extra day i got too hypebNG;LKAWMEF

Okay so heck dude bro man Azure you ain’t nothing, acting all high and mighty like this all ain’t your fault and your responsibility unbelievable DANG

reusing lots of animation for this bit here nods nods excellent work 10/10 being genuine I love to see animation getting reused and reanimated its really nice and its good to now the animators aren’t dying every single episode i appreciate ALL OF THEIR GOSH DANG WORK HECK

Also heck Mk self blaming galore even with Mei trying to pull him out of it cause he fr is in his own head a bit and HECK, YEAH THE LADY BONE DEMONS WORDS ARE REALLY GONNA HAUNT HIM FOREVER HUH

MAAAN

DADSY FOR THE WIN STEPPING IN ;-;

heck guys Pigsy is #1 guy in this show i swear

HECK DUDE MK FINALLY JUST SAYING THAT LIKE

OH MAN THAT LINE THO

THE YOU HAVE SCARY DEMON ANCESTORS? THAT JUST MEANS YOU AHVE FAMILY

DUDE BRO MY  GUY PLS |;A;/

PIGSY I’M COUNTING ON YOU, YOU GOTTA BE THE ONE TO SAY YOU’RE FAMILY PLEEEAAASEEEE HE REALLY NEEDS THAT RIGHT NOWWWW

oh man am I mentally ill about this show i haven’t written or even thought this many words in weeks heck

PIGSY’S SIGH

AND I DON’T HAVE ANYTHING

AND HECK

MK PLS YOU COME FROM THE SAME STONE MONKEY KING CAME FROM

YOU’RE SORT OF FAMILY

WHATEVER OR HOWEVER THAT ENTAILS

DON’T NEED A LABEL ON IT BUT YOU ARE

GUESS THAT’S NOT VERY COMFORTING RN CAUSE HE’S GONE THOUGH

PIGSYYY PLSSSSSS

MK NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

OH MAN THIS IS AN MK UP AND LEAVES EP

NOOOOOOO

ISNT IT?

HE’S GONNA FLYU OFF???

oh you know what would be funny if he used the cloud for the first time to fly away that’d be hilarious HGSALFJEAKWEMF

okay tHO PLS

I NEED PIGSY TO SAY THEY’RE FMAILY THIS SEASON

THE SPECIAL

WHENEVER

JUST THIS SEASON PLS I BEG OF YOU

MK NEEDS THAT IT’D BE GREAT MY BRAIN NEEDS THAT DESPERATELYGSDNFAKMEF

WHEEZING

HEY MEI

NOW YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS

WHEEZINGLSDKMF

I’M MOSTLY JOKING I’M JUST

THAT’S SO FUNNY

YEAH FLYING OFF BECAUSE YOU THINK YOU’RE GONNA HURT YOUR FRIENDS

NODS NODS MK WAS BOUND TO HIT THAT ARC TOO

TOO BAD HE DOES’T HAVE A RED SON FOR MONKEY STUFF

.

wait

oh

oh ha

HA

HAHAHHAHAHA

HE’S GONNA GO TO MACAQUE ISN’T HE

HE IS

I KNOW HE IS

RUN INTO HIM OR GO SEE HIM HE TOTALLY IS

HEAR ME OUT HE’S THE ONLY MONKEY MK KNOWS LEFT

HE CAN’T GO TO MONKEY KING

AND MACAQUE ISN’T CLOSE TO HIM AND HE DOESN’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT REALLY HURTING HIIM

OKAY I KNOW THIS PROBABLY WON’T HAPPEN BUT I DESPERATELY WANT MK TO REACCOUNT AZURES STORY AND HAVE MACAQUE GO “well that’s not what happened-“ JUST SO WE GET TWO UNRELIABLE NARRATORS CLASHING AND THE ONLY THING THEY CAN AGREE ON IS MONKEY KING DO NOT GO BRRR, BUT IN OPPOSITE WAYS SO THEY CAN’T BOTH BE TRUE AT THE SAME TIME AND BOTH OF THEM ARE WRONG OR SOMETHING EITHER WAY I JUST WANT MACAQUE TO BASH AZURE LIKE EVERYHTING WAS FINE BEFORE HE SHOWED UP I WOULD LOVE THAT

Okay back to Mk sad and running away

Oh okay no cloud fair hGL;KASJFAWEF

FLYING AWAY INSTEAD THAT WORKS

OFF HE GOES

… Yeah ig they cant’ follow him lol

WAIT DID THEY TAKE MEI’S SWORD TOO?? SHE MADE THAT FROM SCRATCHGHSLDKFS

i don’t think they did I just don’t see it on her hgl;fjsdlf

SCREAMS LAUHGING

OH MY GODS PARALLELSSSSSSSSS

THAT’S SO GOOOOD

LETS GOOOOO

PARALLELSSSSSSSSSSS

BIG FAN BIG FAN

I took like a ten minute pause there’s still like two minutes left I needed a sec HGKLDSAFJAOWEF

THE PARALLELS WITH SAMADHI FIRE MEI LEAVING AND MONKEY MK LEAVING IS SO GOOD

I’M SO EXCITED ABOUT THAT HECK

Also Samdhi fire right, I’m told the crew confirmed it’s gone bUT HECK COULD YOU IMAGINE IF MEI STILL HAD IT?? ig she would be mega powerful then and could just roast the ink (which i’m surprised hasn’t gotten out???? I really thought it would maybe later-) or just roast Azure- I see why the took it yup, Azure would be crisp lion right now if they hadn’t but MAN I would’ve loved if she still kept at least one piece of it, y’know? Cause its always been a part of her, she’d feel so cold and empty without it I swear, SHE STILL HAS ONE PIECE OF IT IN MY HEART, also just saying ohh nooooo she can’t use it or the scroll would burn up noooooo woulda been a good excuse for while they were in the scroll but now that they’re out already… yeah not sure how they could have done it otherwise but MAN I MISS THE RINGS

OKAY LETS

HECK LETS FINISH THE ONE MINUTE WE GOT LEFT HECK

ONE MINUTE IS SO LONG THIS EPISODE I’VE BEEN HERE FOR LIKE THREE HOURS YOU GUYS I’M NOT EVEN KIDDING

SCREAMS

PIGSY

SIR

THE FACE I JUST MADE

I AM IN AGONY

YOU COULD HAVE SAID THAT BEFORE HE LEFT

SCREAMS

OH IT HIS WITH THE

EHCK

I’M FIEN

YOU NEED TO SAY THAT TOO HIM OLD MAN

YOU AMAZING WONDERFUL BEAUTIFUL GRUMPY OLD MAN

“Doesn’t that moron know we’re his family” NO

NO HE DOESN’T

YOU NEVER SAID IT

YOU NEVER SAY IT PIGSY YOU SAY IT IN FOOD BUT HE NEEDS WORDS |;A;/

YOU EVEN SAID YOU WERENT HIS DAD PLEASE

I NEED

HECK YOU GUYS I NEED SO MUCH MORE DADSY CONTENT I NEED TO MAKE IT SO IT CATERS TO EXACTLY WHAT I WANT LIKE THIS SHOW DOES HECK EHCK HECK

PIGSY CRYING TOO

IS THAT A FIRST?

THATS A FIRST

HE’S TEARED UP BEFORE AND CRIED FOR A JOKE IN THE SHOW BUT THAT?? I DON’T KNOW IF WE’VE EVER SEEN THAT AND I AM MENTALLY UNWELL

HELPGMLDFMASDF

Reassuring hands on shoulders, gotta comfort the dad in the room

Sandy: dw he’s just hitting monkey puberty Everyone:

SANDY PLS HGL;KSJFASDF

.

WELL OKAY

SO MUCH FOR GOING AFTER HIM

DANG

DID THEY GET SNATCHED TO THE CELESTIAL REALM?

ITS BLUE

SUMMONED BY AZURE OR BY

THE JADE EMPORER HIMSELF

OR MAYBE THE GREATEST MASTER OF ALL TIME (his words not mine) OR MAYBE DRAGON KING??

HECK WHY AM I GUESSING I CAN JUST WATCH IT HGS,D;FSADF

AHA CALLED IT

OLD MAN MASTER

SHIFU SUPREME

ANTI-ADHD HYPERACTIVEITY CANCELING GREATEST MASTER OF ALL TIME

WHATS UP MY GUY

ALSO HECK BRO WHY’D YOU SNATCH THEM MK NEEDS THEM RIGHT NOW

SCREAMS

HE NEEDS HIS FAMILYYYYYYAAAAAAAA

ALSO HECK DUDE WE LOVE FOUND FAMILY THAT CALLS ITSELF WHAT IT IS ACTUALLY

BIG FAN OF PIGSY CALLING THEM MK’S FAMILY IT HITS SO HARD COMING FROM HIM

NOW TELL MK THAT YOU OLD DELIGHTFUL MAN

HELPGMLKMSD

MEI FR LIKE WHAT NOW I AM SO DONE WITH EVERYONE

.

bros you ever shush somebodyy so hard their facial features go upside downNG;AKLMFAEWF

BRUH REALLY WENT

WELP WHILE THE LITTLE MAN FIGURES IT OUT LETS GET YOU GUYS SOME MAD SKILLS INSTEAD OF EMOTIONAL STABILITY

THANKS MASTER

THANKS

TRAINING IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA BUT HECK

OKAY

MY GODS

THAT TOOK ME SO LONG TO WATCH HECK

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I REALLY ZONE IN ON STUFF HECK

THAT WAS SO MUCH

I’M SO READY TO FISTFIGHT AZURE YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA

WHAT A GUY

SAYIGN ALL THE RIGHT THINGS

BUT ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS YOU POMPUS BALL OF FUZZ

okay heck before i

heck that was a lot holy crap

godspeed if you’ve made it this far nothing but respect for you guys that read through all this

OKAY

somehow monkie kid does plot lines that i go “oh i hope they don’t do that” but when they do they handle it so well that I just end up loving it anyway absolutely insane

STIIIILLLLL not totally sure i’m a fan of what they’ve done with Wukongs backstory but ig we still don’t have all the pieces, but heck dude Wukong really is just some guy in this if what i think is happening is happening. Just a silly goofy guy doing his best, maybe a few shenanigans, gets in with the wrong crowd who hype him into doing something terrible and put him on a pedestal and then he falls and they blame him for it and nobody catches him

looks at Macaque

unless-

Look man all I’m saying is he seemed pretty dedicated he had to have at least done SOMETHING else

heck I am a jumble of thoughts rn can’t get my head straight heck heck

heck okay well

very much enjoyed that episode

Was filled with rage

no one since Macaque in ses 1 and 2 (and a little bit 3 ig) has filled me with such rage I hope Azure walks into a wall

heck that was so much

my brain feels fried

i don’t think i’ve drank anything since this morning heck

how the heck are they gonna do thisGLKASMDF

I MISS WUKONG

I’M SO GLAD WE GOT TO SEE HIM ONCE

I JUST

HECK

I HOPE WE GET HIM BACK IN THE SPECIAL CAUSE I KNOW WE AIN’T GETTING HIM BACK IN THE EPS THAT WOULD BE TOO SOON

BUT IF HE ISN’T BACK UNTIL NEXT SEASON I WILL BE IN AGONY

M AN

WHAT DO I EVEN SAY AFTER ALL THAT THERE’S SO MUCH

STILL NOT SURE HOW I FEEL

GENUINELY THE MOUNTAIN IS SUCH A HUGE PART OF WUKONGS TRUAMA IF THEY TAKE THAT AWAY HE REALLY IS JUST

HECK HE’S JUST A DUDE

HE’S JUST A SILLY DUDE WHO WANTED TO HAVE FUN WITH HIS FRIENDS IN MONKIE KID THAT’S INSANE

Its okay Wukong, we’ve replaced your mountain trauma with a mountain of betrayal abuse and being used by the people you care about most trauma!

ALSO AZURE’S WHOLE MOTTO REALLY IS ASK FOR FORGIVENESS LATER TAKE WHAT YOU WANT NOW HUH

HUGE FAN OF HIM PANICKING LASHING OUT AND HURTING THE ONE PERSON HE CLAIMS MEANS EVERYHTING TO HIM, HUGE FAN OF HOW DEVESTATED HE WAS THAT HIS TERRIBLE PLAN AND AWFUL ACTIONS LEAD TO THAT BUT ALSO HATE HIM FOR HOW QUICK HE RECOVERED WHAT ARE YOU MAD ABOUT LOSER THIS IS YOUR FAULT

LIKE HECK IS HE THE ONE WHO PUT THE SCROLL IN WUKONGS PLACE??? DID WUKONG EVEN KNOW ABOUT IT???

WAS HE GUARDING IT??

MORE QUESTIONS THAN ANSWERS YET AGAIN

GOTTA LOVE THIS SHOW

KAY FINAL THOUGHTS LETS WRAP THIS UP BEFORE I GO INSANE

Still not quite sure how I feel about their approach to Wukong I love it because it makes sense for his LMK character but I also hate it because it takes away the part of him that makes him complex and reduces him down to like 90% of what he does being because someone else told him to do it rather than his own pride and desire for things and peoples issues with him, but that also is part of what makes it fit with this Wukong, glad they at least kept the circlet, don’t like how quick he came around to accepting it, unless someone threatened to kill his bros if he didn’t so he agreed to it to save their lives and THATS why Azure and the others got away scott free no problem, and then by then he experienced the power of the circlet so he had no choice but to seal them away, or he got bitter heck i don’t know Wukong’s character feels like its getting such a short end of the stick rn and I love it but hate it but like it but dislike it but HECK ITS JUST SO SLIGHTLY TO THE LEFT ITS THROWING ME OFF BUT THEY HANDLED IT REALLY WELL, IF ANYONE ELSE TRIED THIS I’D CRINGE BUT MONKIE KID HAS SUCH GOOD WRITERS AND ANIMATION THEY MAKE IT WORK SOMEHOW AND I’M OFFENDED BY IT HGBDFSFASF HECK DUDE

I’M SO CONFLICTED

I adore Azure’s characterization though, he’s so funky and so in denial and I actually can’t wait to see what happens with him and if he turns on his other bros, cause a plot line with them seeing he’s kinda insane would be DOPE Wise old elephant can’t follow a lunatic for long right? How he treats Mk is very interesting because he does seem to see him like a nephew of some kind or at least thinks he should care about him, hence the “mercy” and focusing only on him rather than, like, Mei, who’s much more thrilled and looked up to him for a bit there. Cause Mk’s Wukong’s student so that makes him important to Azure. HE’S SO STRANGE AND WEIRD AND FUNKY I HATE LIKE HIM HE’S GREAT I HOPE HE TRIPS ON A CHAIR HECK HE’S LIKE IF MACAQUE WAS SELF RIGHTEOUS AND BUFF OR SOEMTHIGN But dang he’s so interesting I want him obliterated I WANT WUKONG TO LAUNCH HIM INTO THE SUN AND SPEAKING OF WHICH

MK LOSING OVER WANTING WUKONG BACK GIVE ME BACK MY SHIFU IS EVERYTHIGN TO ME, like I so desperately want Wukong having an “i never wanted this for you, I tried to keep things from you so this wouldn’t happen” moment with Mk because man did that monkey try hard to keep Mk away from the stuff that would do to him what everything that happened did to Wukong- HECK HE’S JUST SOME GUY IN MONKIE KID YOU GUYS, LIKE HE AIN’T THE OLD MAFIA BOSS OR OLD DEMON HE’S JUST SOME MONKEY GUY WHO LOVED THE MONKEYS HE RULED OVER, LOVED THE PEOPLE WHO CALLED THEMSELVES HIS BROHTERS AND LIKE HECK DUDE I DON’T KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THAT EITHER BUT THIS IS A WHOLE NEW AVENUE FOR ANGST THAT I HAVEN’T EXPLORED YET AND ACTUALLY I’M PRETTY STOKED FOR THAT

Pigsy will forever be my number 1, I am never gonna recover from whatever the heck this was, wish me luck processing NOW I KNOW WHY EVERYONE WAS HYPING SEASON EIGHT

OKAY I HAVE MORE THOUGHTS BUT WE’LL BE HERE ALL DAY IF I CONTINUE AND IT’S ALREADY BEEN THREE FREAKING HOURS SO KNOX OUT I’M GONNA GO STICK MY HEAD IN A SNOWBANK

[malarign]

make up

(how your arguments and making up after them would look like)

contains: bf!hyungline x fem!reader | genre: angst with comfort | tw! arguing (obv) | wc: 1,1k

reblogs are highly appreciated!!!

author’s note: i think i’m back (this time for real though…)

Lee Heeseung | 이희승

arguments with heeseung are not very often

he prefers solving problems instead of accusing each other

overall just communicates very well

but sometimes he just breaks because of stress

or emotions he doesn’t talk about often

After a few minutes of talking in slightly raised voices, Heeseung stopped himself before saying things he would regret. Instead, he closed his eyes and massaged his temples. You stared at him in silence, waiting for his response. This whole situation could have been avoided if only he allowed you to help him relax and didn’t lace his stress on you. But that’s not what happened when you suggested his well-deserved rest.

“I’m sorry,” he finally said, eyes glued to his shoes. His voice cracked a little along the way he spoke quietly. “I didn’t mean to lash out at you like that.”

He looked up at you. His eyes were tired and face was completely drained from any energy.

You smiled reassuringly at him and opened your arms invitingly. He gladly waddled towards you and melted in your touch, that he needed this whole week. He hid his face in the crook of your neck and inhaled your perfume.

“I know you didn’t, my love.” Your voice came out muffled by his hoodie. “Wish you would let me take care of you more, though,” you said, pulling away from his arms.

Heeseung smiled sheepishly and nodded. He placed a soft peck on your forehead, knowing how much you loved it. And he wasn’t wrong.

Park Jongseong | 박종성

okay,, arguments with jay always end up with cuddles and delicious food

but before you get to the nice part 💀💀

there’s a pretty heated argument happening right there

both of you are shouting trying to be heard

but neither of you can do so in this chaos

In the corner of your eye, you noticed how Jay rolled his eyes at your words. That small gesture added fuel to the raging fire that erupted in your kitchen.

“What’s your problem, Jay? Why can’t you just put yourself in my shoes?” You looked at him with your arms crossed.

“The thing is I used to be in your situation! And I don’t want you to make the same mistakes as I did.” He tried his best to hold the reins of his emotions as much as he could, though your defensive (and offensive) attitude made it pretty difficult. He looked at you helplessly as you stood your ground. He let out a final sigh. “Hope you’ll realize that I’m only trying to help you. I’m not your opponent.”

He slowly left you in the kitchen and you watched how he disappeared behind the door. You took a few deep breaths to calm down, surrounded by the heavy air of your argument. Thinking about it, you had come to the realization that all he wanted was to help you, while you made a whole fuss about him being simply right. With a heavy heart, I carefully opened the door to your bedroom and peeked inside. He stood in front of his desk silently, organizing some papers.

“I’m sorry,” you said, breaking the silence.

Jay turned around and put on a comforting smile. With opened arms for a hug, he said: “It’s okay. Come here.”

Sim Jaeyun | 심재윤

this man right there is not physically able to be angry with you

let alone raise his voice at you (yk that one iland ep… 😔)

he just agrees to everything you say

hates seeing you upset so avoids quarrels as much as he can

Jake knew your weekly movie marathon had to wait a bit longer the moment you opened the front door of your shared apartment with fury. From bursting flames in your eyes he could see something happened. Furthermore, something that made you lose your cool.

“Hi baby, can I help you somehow?” he asked calmly, continuing to prepare your favorite snacks.

You glanced at him angrily and let out a scoff. “You would know if only you picked up the phone.”

Jake bit his lower lip at your words, realizing he might have not charged his phone after coming home.

“I’m sorry, I forgot to charge it,” he explained honestly.

“Why do you need it if you’re not gonna use it?” You threw your arms in the air and continued to pace around the living room trying to find something.

“Baby,” Jake called, coming closer to you. “I’m sorry, but you know, it doesn’t happen often. I just wanted to prepare stuff for tonight,” he reasoned and hugged you from behind.

feeling how your tensed body relaxed in his arms, Jake made you face him, now looking at your pout.

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled, realizing your mistake.

Not wanting to continue that unreasonable argument, he simply asked: “How can I help you?”

Park Sunghoon | 박성훈

arguments with sunghoon are nearly impossible

just when he senses that some quarrel is coming he becomes very quiet

he waits for you to calm down before proceeding with solutions to your problems

the last thing he wants is to upset you

that’s why he prefers peaceful discourse

The atmosphere in your apartment has been pretty heavy today. Your constant loud sighing, rapid movements, and eye rolls told Sunghoon everything: “I feel like breaking something right now”, “Why is everything so irritating today?” and “I’m so pissed right now”. He silently watched as you paced between the kitchen and your bedroom to find something to do. To find something to take your anger out on. After dating quite a long time with you he knew your temperament, especially when it came to your frustrated state. Instead of potentially setting you on fire unintentionally he decided to wait for you to do something. And you certainly did.

“Are you just going to stare at me or maybe ask what’s wrong?” you snapped after noticing him peacefully enjoying his afternoon tea and book.

He calmly placed both on the table and smiled slightly. “I didn’t want to pressure you to…”

“So you preferred to stay silent and enjoy the show of me being stressed?” You didn’t let him finish. His face made you want to bite your tongue yet it was too late. You already lashed out at him. Your expression dropped just like your heart. “I’m sorry,” you whispered with a lowered head.

After noticing how he stood up, you soon felt how he pulled you in a hug and swayed your body. Despite your terrible attitude, he placed a few kisses on your head and cheek.

“It’s okay.” His voice came out muffled by your hair. “Do you want to rant now?”

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Fool Me Once

Pairing: aemond targaryen x reader (wc: 2.4k)

Summary: Learning about Aemond’s indiscretions hurts more than you thought it would, and leads you to accepting help from an unlikely source.

Warnings: gaslighting and manipulation on Aemond’s part, reader being slightly naive :(

A/N: I love rewatching certain eps or scenes for inspo. I got inspo for this watching the iconic knife scene. Very interested lately in writing women that eventually (and rightfully) snap after being actively harmed by patriarchy/the men in their lives. Also alys and aemond meet after the dance starts but let’s pretend they meet right before viserys passes. This will have a slightly ambiguous ending… for funsies 🫶🏽

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You consider yourself a forbearing person. Your resigned nature was natural to you, but also the way you’ve been bred to be. Your mother especially preaching that good things come to those who not only wait but keep their heads while waiting. This idea only got compounded once your family arrived at court in King’s Landing. Now you had septas, on top of your mother, teaching you the ways of a ‘proper’ lady. Demure, well read and groomed, and obedient. You did was expected because what else could you do. Your parents were in your ear telling you do not waste the opportunity in front of you. An opportunity for a better life.

For a time, you thought your mother had a point. You did as you were told, and good things fell into place. Princess Helaena and you became fast friends through your lessons. Your interest in plants crossing over with her interest in insects and arachnids. Through your friendship with her, you caught the eye of Queen Alicent.

Despite your shy disposition, you managed to get in the good graces of the most powerful family in the Seven Kingdoms. You trusted the process.

But the cracks in the restrictive facade started once the discussion marriage entered the picture. You knew marrying for love was not something everyone was afforded, but you thought maybe you had a chance. There were tries for courtships here and there, but it was something you kept putting off. The clock was ticking, and no one let you forget it. Especially after your friends, including Helaena, started getting married and having families of their own.

You still remember the thrilled smile on your mother’s face when Queen Alicent not so subtly suggested a union between Prince Aemond and you.

The One-Eyed Prince. He had been nice enough towards you. But you were sure most of that was out of sheer obligation because his mother and sister liked you. Despite the love you have for Helaena and the respect you have for the queen, the idea of marrying into the family terrified you. You saw the burden and hurt each of them carried. Even with the possibility that Aemond wasn’t as bad as Prince Aegon or King Viserys, his brooding nature still made you nervous for what a marriage with him would mean.

“Your work has paid off my sweet girl”

It took a simple sentence from your mother to change your mind. The ever growing need to be validated spurred you into a decision you’d later question.

The courtship was quick and to the point, much like Aemond. He wasn’t thrilled with the decision. Then again, happiness was not an emotion you’d seen him exude very often. You did not know what it looked like.

Throughout the courting, wedding celebrations, wedding itself and after, you two had a mutual understanding or so you thought.

You saw the change in him. When you’re all but forced to spend your days with someone, you notice their behavior more. He’s lighter it seems. You don’t know how to explain it, but he moves different.

The only feeling you can compare it to is when you were pregnant with Daella, your daughter. For all his faults, you can acknowledge that Aemond is a good father. He was from the moment the maester told you two the news. He was attentive and uncharacteristically warm to you during your pregnancy. And then he acted as if a weight was lifted off his shoulders when she was born. Even now, he indulges her rambunctious antics and playful conduct in a way he wouldn’t for anyone else. His precious byka zaldrīzes

His devotion never wanes when it comes to her. It was a different story for you and him.

It was foolish, but so typical of you. You had done your duty so well that you’re now in the position of having genuine feelings for him. Wanting your husband shouldn’t be a problem. But craving the love and affection of an enigma like Aemond is not for the faint hearted.

“Is my brother with his whore tonight,” his words were cruel, but he genuinely seemed curious. Aegon and you always had a strange relationship. He wasn’t rude though certainly not kind. You remember overhearing the way he described you after you two first met: pretty but terribly dull. You didn’t know what hurt worse: him saying that or the lack of pushback from Aemond.

“Aegon!”

Alicent gives you a pained look before pulling Aegon to side during dinner. You can tell by her scowl and his now sheepish facial expression that she’s using some choice words.

You thank the seven that Daella was asleep after a long day of playing with her cousins and wasn’t at dinner. The empty spot next to you feels vast. This is the third dinner he has missed. It never occurred to you that Aemond would seek companionship elsewhere. Now that it’s on your mind, you can’t forget it.

His whore

Aemond and Aegon are not the same. You know Aemond is not the type for frivolous intimate moments with silk street brothel women. You also know the intimacy he seeks requires knowing someone. He requires way more stimulation. Whether that is a blessing or a curse… you don’t know.

Aegon’s comment had you on high alert. Paranoid even. When Aemond is away, you wonder what he’s doing and who with. It only gets worse the sicker King Viserys grows. It shows on everyone in the family. Queen Alicent gets more anxious for what’s to come, Aegon lashes out, Helaena becomes more cryptic and silent, you wonder how this will impact your already complex relationship with this family, but then there’s Aemond. He shrugs off any ill feelings towards the situation.

At first you wondered if it is because he’s the only one that’s made peace with that relationship never being mended. He didn’t seem to seek out the same approval or explanation for Viserys’ bad parenting that everyone else still craves. With the King dying, meant the chance of change dying as well. But really his mind is elsewhere.

You know you’ve reached a new low when you try to pry information from Ser Criston. If anyone knows where Aemond sneaks off to, you assume it would be Criston. But in the end, it was wrong to go to him. Criston is fiercely loyal to Alicent and in turn fiercely loyal to her children. Though he has treated you kindly, he would never give up more information than he had to.

The idea greatly backfires when then you find yourself the one being questioned.

“If you want to know where I go, you could simply ask,” Aemond’s tone is cool and composed. It makes you uneasy.

He leans leisurely against the wall. You freeze hearing that declaration. Criston must’ve told him about your worries. It feels a bit surreal now having the opportunity to confront him about your thoughts. The words run through your head but never seem to make it out of your mouth.

“You know I like going for long rides with Vhagar,” he starts walking towards you. “She’s older; she needs to stay sharp.”

You do know that. It’s something you found endearing about him, despite how you feel about dragons.

“I just feel like I haven’t seen you much,” you manage to get it out with a forced smile. “Like you’re always away.”

He tilts his head to the side in question. You feel like one of Helaena’s bugs. Inspected and poked.

“You don’t like being around Vhagar,” he points out. “I’d love to take you with me, but you don’t want that now do you.”

You look down at your hands. He doesn’t get it. He has the blood of the dragon flowing through him. For him, Vhagar is a symbol of pride and declaration of love for his ancestors and house. To you, she’s an unpredictable power that you still think humans should not mess with. It’s better to chalk it up to you fearing versus bringing up how you really feel about them. How you share the same skepticism many people across the Seven Kingdoms do. It scares you to think about Daella getting a dragon of her own. You see the awe in her eyes when she looks at her egg or when Aemond tells her stories of the past and present that include them.

Oh, the irony of you being weary of dragons while bounded to a man who rides the biggest of them all.

“No, I don’t,” you mumble. You finally work up the courage to bring up what you really want. “It’s just Aegon said something about you, and I guess it made me think about where you go so often.”

The words adultery or whore make your tongue feel heavy, and don’t come out He sighs once he reaches you, grabbing your face in his hands making you look at him.

“My wife do not let the thoughts of the small minded people cloud your judgment,” he leans his forehead down to yours. “You’re smarter than that.”

He’s not wrong, it is like Aegon stir things up. Aemond has a way of doing this. A way of making you feel silly with his self-assurance. He makes it easy to doubt your gut instincts. His affection has a similar debilitating quality. It’s why your head gets a bit fuzzy when he kisses you. A warm and gentle kiss that left you a bit weak in the knees. You sigh when his lips move to the sensitive spot under your ear.

“We should have another babe,” his whisper makes your eyes shoot open. “Give Daella a sibling.”

You pull away, eyes wide. As much as you loved how Aemond doted on you while you were with Daella, you also remember how difficult the experience was. How towards the end, you were basically confined to the castle as to not risk your health or the babe’s. Your every thought being on the life in your stomach.

“A little warrior would be nice, no?”

Aemond had told you he’s not picky about how many children you two have or even the sex of them. But you’re sure like any noble man, he wants his blood and name passed on as much as possible. Especially as a Targaryen. You’d be lying if you said the thought of a little boy didn’t make you happy. Your children hopefully having a strong bond.

You look at the seemingly earnest look in his eye. You nod with a nervous smile, and he kisses you again. That night being the first of many he tried to put an heir in you.

He wouldn’t want another child while his heart is not it… right?

You gingerly rub your stomach while leaning your head back against the seat. Ever grateful that you have Queen Alicent and Helaena to keep you company and help. Taking Daella off your hands during the day while you rest, your pregnancy making you more tired.

Before you can fall asleep, your lady in waiting peaks her head in the room.

“I’m sorry to disturb you princess, but Lord Strong has requested to see you.”

Your brows furrow. You have seen Larys Strong around, but outside of that he’s been a mystery to you. A figure looming in the background but never someone you interacted with regularly.

“Send him in.”

Lord Strong comes in, small smile on his face. You motion for him to sit in the chair next to you.

“Princess, you’re glowing,” he starts as he sits. “The halls are buzzing with excitement about a new babe.”

You raise a brow. Maybe you outwardly look better than you feel because you don’t feel positively glowing. Not in the slightest. You didn’t feel this exhausted till later when you had Daella.

“Thank you Lord Strong,” you try to keep a kind smile on your face. “What can I do for you today?”

“I just wanted to check in. Let you know that if you need anything, I am always of service.”

You nod slowly, confused about where this is all coming from. What service?

“I know how stressful being with child can be, especially when the father is… busy,” he continues, leaning back in the seat.

Your smile drops. For a time, you did think things were getting better. Aemond seemed excited when you two found out you were with child again. Things were good till they weren’t anymore. He’s not around again, and now you are going to bring another life into an unstable situation. The tone of Larys’ voice makes you uneasy. He smiles like he knows something you don’t.

“I appreciate the kindness, but I do not think your um services are needed.”

He nods at that before reaching into his pocket and handing you what you assume is a letter. He motions you to read it. You stare at the outside of letter. recognizing your husband’s handwriting.

My Alys

Your hands shake as you open the letter. Your vision gets blurred with tears as certain words and phrases stand out. Miss you, need to see you, miserable at King’s Landing, love you. Your squeeze your eyes shut when you see words mistake, baby, and your name in the same sentence.

“Those pesky ravens, sometimes they do the maddest things,” Larys whispers softly. “My princess, the woman the letter is for is an… old friend of mine. If you need me to keep an eye on this or even take care of anything, just let me know. I am always here.”

You look at him as he gets up to leave, lip trembling. Your eyes move stare at the fire in front of you. Fire, blood, and dragons have all consumed your life now.

Is this why you don’t under the understand the obsession with dragons. You hate the ludicrous insistence that you can control them. That if you give them enough love and patience that they will need you the way you need them. Good behavior has gotten you nothing. Doing right by the dragons in your life has gotten you nowhere. Aemond is not yours despite the vows you took, or sacrifices you’ve made for him. The same way your children will never be yours despite the pain you take to have them.

You’ve been burned by the very dragon that’s supposed to protect you.

“Lord Strong,” you blurt before he gets to the door. He turns to you expectedly. “There is something you can do for me actually.”

[soaringthroughthegalaxy]

hiiii!! absolutely love your crosshair stuff (i’ve been on a crosshair binge since season three started lol) anyways i was hoping you could write something that’s like post-omega and crosshair escaping tantiss and reuniting with hunter and wrecker (end ep 4) with the prompts

11. I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep.

and

16. No matter how much time we’ve spent apart, I never stopped loving you.

like i was thinking crosshair and the reader are married but canon happened so the reader stayed with the bad batch and this would be the first time her and crosshair are seeing each other again since the end of season one at kamino

no rush for any of this btw. thankssss

Hello, hi! Thank you so much for this request. I had something similar going through my mind after the episode aired so was excited to see this drop in!! I hope you enjoy 😊

Never Stopped

When Omega's cryptic message leads to a heartfelt reunion on Ryloth's nearest moon, you didn't expect her to be accompanied by the one man you never thought you'd get to see again.

Pairing: Crosshair x f!reader

Word count: 2k

Warnings: spoilers for S3E04, we love a good reunion, inner turmoil, fluff, comfort, pet names.

“I had help.” Omega’s statement hangs in the air until the light sound of footsteps on metal reaches your ears, and you turn alongside Wrecker to watch as someone steps out of the stolen transport.

No. Not someone.

Him.

For a second, you forget how to breathe, unable to tear your eyes away from the man you never dared hope you’d see again. The last time you’d seen him had been after the fall of Kamino, on that blasted platform in the middle of the ocean. You’d pleaded with him to come with you - to leave the Empire’s clutches - but he’d declined. Your stubborn, infuriating husband.

Maker, you’d missed him.

Before you even know what you’re doing, you’re running, crossing the inky darkness between the two ships, closing the distance between you as Crosshair takes the final step down onto the planet’s surface. He doesn’t have time to protest before your arms are around his neck, hauling him into a crushing embrace. His brothers might be wary, but you aren’t.

Crosshair freezes, caught off guard by your affection. In the short time it had taken you to reach him, he’d braced himself for a slap or to be chewed out. This was…unexpected. You’re warm against him, the softness of your body so familiar, as is the scent of your shampoo. Tentatively, he slides his arms around you in return, pulling you close to suffocate all space between you both, soaking up the feeling of having you back in his arms. “Kitten...”

The whispered term of endearment is all it takes, and a heaving sob leaves you before you can stop it.

Everything since the order was given crashes down on you – the shots he’d fired as you scrambled to escape Kamino, how relentlessly he’d chased you across the galaxy, Kamino falling, the distress message he’d sent to your old comms channel…it had felt never-ending.

But it was over now. 

As you bury your face against his chest, the torrent of emotions overwhelms you. There’s a sense of catharsis, a release from the pent-up anguish that had threatened to suffocate you. The weight of his presence feels like a balm to your wounded soul, and with each sob that racks your body, it’s as if a burden is lifted, allowing you to finally exhale the turmoil that had gripped you for far too long.

He’s here. In one piece. Free from the Empire’s clutches, with Omega in tow.

Hunter and Wrecker’s tension eases slightly as they witness the reunion between you and Crosshair, but they’re not ready to let their guard down just yet. They exchange knowing glances before Hunter clears his throat. “We need to go.” He shouts across the distance, feeling guilty for breaking the moment but knowing that the Empire won’t be far behind.

You pull back slightly, hands still clutching desperately at Crosshair as he meets your gaze. He’s never been one to cry, but unshed tears line those sharp eyes you’ve missed so much. Silently, you swipe away your tears with one hand, the other finding his to guide him towards the Marauder. A blur of motion whips past you, and you startle, but with a click of his tongue, Crosshair stills the creature responsible, and a hound falls into step beside him as you lead him back towards the ship.

It feels too good to be true, too easy. The nervousness Crosshair had felt rolling through him as he’d forced himself down the steps of the transport returns. Fingers interlaced with yours, he can feel the skin-warmed metal of your ring. It’s still there after everything.

He feels nauseous as you cross the darkness towards the ship that had once been his home. He glances at Wrecker as you both pass him and the apprehension on his big brother’s face wavers for just a second before Crosshair looks away, unable to stand it.

Hunter has already ushered Omega inside, the young girl saying hello to Gonky, who beeps happily at her return. Crosshair lets you situate him in one of the back seats in the cockpit as Wrecker comes up the ramp, smacking the button to shut it as Hunter takes Tech’s seat and fires up the engines. 

Tech.

Crosshair swallows, bile rising in his throat. His twin is gone. Omega had brokenly told him what had happened during one of her many visits to his cell. Guilt curls through him - his brother had insisted on the mission to Eriadu and had been keen to find him, which ultimately led to his sacrifice.

Crosshair barely registers the ship setting off or the jump to hyperspace.

A soft squeeze of his hand draws his focus, and his head tilts to look across at you. Your wide eyes, which he adores, look at him with concern and something else he can’t quite put his finger on. Hunter and Wrecker are in the pilot and copilot seats, Omega curled in Hunter’s lap as they catch up while Wrecker pets Batcher.

You can practically see Crosshair’s discomfort, so you lead him out into the belly of the ship, closing the cockpit doors behind you to give the pair of you some privacy. “I thought I’d lost you.” You whisper, your voice barely above a breath as you sit side by side on one of the bunks, bodies tilted towards each other.

“Have to try harder than that.” Crosshair’s answer is quick, and the vice-like grip of dread that had encircled his heart slackens as he hears you laugh - it’s a short and sharp sound, nothing like the melodic giggles he’d grown accustomed to during the war, but it’s something. And Maker, does it feel good.

You’d almost forgotten what it was like to be on the receiving end of his quips, and for a moment, it’s like nothing has changed. But you spot something missing as you turn his hand over in yours. 

His wedding ring is gone.

“They took it from me.” He’s quick to reassure you, seeing the pained expression on your pretty face. He hadn’t even been able to fight to keep it, having woken up on Tantiss without it. The troopers had quickly silenced him whenever he’d asked about its whereabouts.

Silence settles between you both for a moment, your gaze fixed on this hand - on the vacant spot. “We’ll get you a new one,” you state quietly, lifting your eyes to finally meet his.

Crosshair’s brows furrow in disbelief at your words. After everything he’s done and the pain and betrayal, he can’t fathom why you still want to be married to him. Guilt and shame churn in his gut, threatening to overwhelm him. “Why?” he asks, his voice low and raspy, his gaze searching yours for some semblance of an answer.

You reach out and gently cup his cheek, your touch sending shivers down his spine. “I promised to love you forever, and that’s a promise I intend to keep,” you say simply, your eyes reflecting a depth of emotion that Crosshair can’t comprehend. “Despite everything, I still believe in us - in you. No matter how much time we’ve spent apart, I never stopped loving you.”

A lump forms in Crosshair’s throat as he struggles to process your words. He’d spent so long convincing himself that he was better off paying for his sins in that cell. But here you are, offering forgiveness and understanding. He searches your eyes for any sign of deceit or resentment but finds unwavering sincerity and love.

Crosshair reaches out, hand shaking as his fingers brush your cheek. “Maybe you’ve hit your head too many times, kitten.” Crosshair quips, a hint of his trademark sarcasm slipping through. Despite the gravity of the moment, he can’t resist teasing you. But deep down, he’s grateful for your forgiveness and unwavering love, even if he doesn’t understand it.

You roll your eyes at his remark, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “Maybe you just need a few more hits to knock some sense into that thick skull of yours.” You retort, your tone teasing yet filled with affection.

As the playful banter lingers in the air, a moment of quiet settles between you both, the reality of the situation sinking in. Crosshair’s gaze softens, his hand lingering on your cheek as he soaks in your closeness. “I love you too.” He whispers, his voice barely audible above the hum of the ship’s engines. “I never stopped either.”

Your heart swells with relief and happiness, and with a soft smile, you press a gentle kiss to the back of his hand, feeling the slight tremble beneath your lips. “What happened, my heart?” You ask, your voice soft and concerned, brows drawn down as you watch how he shakes.

Crosshair hesitates for a moment. “They did…things. Some I remember. Some I don’t.” He answers vaguely.

You’re familiar with this game. He doesn’t want to think about it. Doesn’t want to talk about it. And while you know he'll need to one day, today’s not that day. Respecting his unspoken plea not to delve deeper into the horrors he endured, you gently squeeze his hand, offering him a reassuring smile. “We don’t have to talk about it now.” You murmur softly. “But we need to get you out of those awful clothes.” You change the subject, wrinkling your nose. “Handsome you may be, but this is not working.” You make a vague gesture at his outfit.

Crosshair chuckles softly at your remark, the memories chased away for the time being by your attempt to lighten the mood. “I’ll have you know; I make anything look good,” he retorts with a smirk. “But I suppose some fresh clothes wouldn’t hurt.”

You nod in agreement, grateful for the ease with which the two of you fall back into rhythm. “Exactly, and I’m sure I can find something more comfortable for you.” You reply, standing up and glancing around the small quarters of the ship.

As you start to pull crates out from the nearby storage racks, Crosshair watches you with a slight smile, admiring the familiar sight of you in motion. “You always know just how to take care of me,” he remarks, his voice low and warm, a tone saved just for you.

You shoot him a playful smile over your shoulder. “Someone has to.” You quip back, pulling out the crate you’d been looking for.

His kit crate. You still had his kit crate, with all your doodles on the outside – his name in Aurebesh, the squad’s symbol, a copy of his tattoo, and ever so slightly wonky hearts that he’d made a show of grumbling about but secretly loved.

Crosshair’s surprise is evident as he watches you retrieve a clean undersuit from the crate. He’d assumed its contents would be long gone - tossed aside, sold, or scrapped. The fact that you kept all his armour, along with his bucket, fills him with a strange mix of emotions. “Didn’t think you’d keep it,” Crosshair finally manages to say.

Before you can respond, footsteps interrupt the moment, drawing your attention towards the source. Hunter steps out from the cockpit – even with the door shut, he can still hear everything. His eyes meet Crosshair’s, and while he knows there’s a lot for them to talk about and work through, and he’s still not entirely sure he fully trusts his baby brother, he wants to offer him some reassurance. It’s the least he can do. “We were never going to get rid of it,” Hunter says, his voice firm yet gentle. “You’re still one of us.”

Crosshair finds himself at a loss for words. Emotions swirl within him, a tumultuous mix of gratitude and guilt. As Hunter’s words sink in, his gaze flickers back to you. Despite the doubts and fears that linger in his mind, one thing is certain: he’s home.

With a small smile, you offer the clean undersuit to your husband. “Here,” you say softly, your voice laced with affection. “Let’s get you changed.”

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[joshusten]

"you keep her name out of your fucking mouth."

literally no words for the latest bvz episode, it just gave me every emotion possible

spoilers and a lil ramble below the cut!

ah yes a training arc im sure it'll be a really fun episode!

BUT ARGHGDSHFSD pls.....the way albus called out her name while hes on the verge of dying........heads in hands.......and when he was talking about doing this for them...his family........bro.........(i also cant believe that this is also the same ep where albus watches...nsfw stuff for the first time LMFAOOOOOO)

SO MANY CUTE HIPSWITCH AND PARTNER MOMENTS SHAKING THEM IN MY HEAD!!!

atilla at the end "dont think im getting soft." I KNOW WHO YOU ARE YOU TSUNDERE!!! born to shojo forced to shonen /j

anyway auadhsg this is rlly just a shitty summary of my reaction, i had a stressful test before watching it so :")) !! made me feel a lot!!!

[levyfiles]

some people are mad at steven for a moral issue, tbf. regardless of your thoughts on watcher’s streaming service he did still say he has racist and homophobic friends. he still goes to a homophobic church.

I absolutely recognise that you must have been recently introduced to The Pod Clip that the twitter teens who hate him preserved to break out whenever it's a fresh moment to rally hate against him, but I would advise anyone just receiving this clip from August 2020 being passed around with the angle that Watcher tried to hide this. I and many others were there and just know that I have a zero tolerance standard for people who show no remorse or growth when they uplift racists and bigots.

Mine and other fans who were startled by the statement hoped publicly that it would be an opportunity to clear the air for Watcher because the current political climate was just finally examining anti-blackness in everyone's biases and as someone who is mixed-African growing up in an Asian household, I know that anti blackness is and has been a normalised mindset in the Asian community.

But the thing is, months before this, Steven platformed Tammy and her colleagues to discuss how all of us can work together to stop Asian hate and one of the conversations I highlighte back then was how very clear Tammy was that allyship from the Asian community to the African-American community was tantamount to moving forward. That the us vs them rhetoric has and continues to be harmful for both parties. Ryan and Steven were very involved in this discussion and agreed wholeheartedly.

Having said that, the narrative around the podcast ep never had a chance to be discussed rationally. It really ended up skewed because Steven's response to the backlash from that clip was this

I hope that's legible to you. Many people who felt uneasy about what he said felt a lot better and his intention to say something at the top of the next episode would once again, unfortunately, get derailed because Twitter users (some who are particularly loud about loving and supporting Watcher yet constantly join in on the throng of bullying as soon as the tide turns) were adamant that they needed Watcher to post the clip and Steven's apology publicly on their youtube front page and on the main socials, to literally advertise it when the reality is that not many people were watching/listening to the podcast. For what reason would it be intelligent or good business practice to broadcast this hurtful moment so that more people could get hurt by it?

Watcher's response amid the harassment was to release a full podcast episode where they all discussed what they would do going forward to show that they are allies, not just by not being racist or homophobic but by being anti-these things. They showed that they cared about their impact. It was emotional and devastating to watch and by that time, we knew the pod was likely going to wind down. 2020 was already a miserable time and it was made worse because no matter what Steven or Watcher said at the time, the "stans" on Twitter wanted the man fired, they posted memes saying the world would be better if Steven Lim didn't exist, they wanted him shamed by his staff, and for Ryan and Shane to publicly disavow him. Many of these so-called devoted fans raided the server to yell about how Steven's alleged homophobia hurts them, most of them were white and pointedly talking over people of colour telling them "it's not your apology to accept!". It was a blood bath.

And I see waaaay too many of the same faces utilizing this completely neutral move--that of COURSE could have been executed better--to terrorize Steven, to make petitions to get him fired, commenting on his wedding photo telling him that Tammy should leave him, posting those same damn disgusting memes because you see, a whole bunch of people forgot how disgusting and evil this vendetta was to the point where even watcher's socials started to FOLLOW some of these genuinely mean-spirited individuals. They didn't give a shit about a movement or activism.

What kills me--what absolutely THROWS me--is that these same people expect to be able to return to interacting with the staff, attending live shows, buying merch and sending fan mail as soon as the hate tide winds down. All these people so concerned about a statement referencing faceless hypothetical racists and homophobes that Steven never named nor attributed any context for--as he was never given the chance--are so quick to dehumanize and caricaturize real human beings to their faces and they think this is a normal and acceptable behaviour.

You'll have to excuse me, as an older fan who has seen my fair share of normalised homophobia and racism in these communities, if I disagree.

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

I guess I get why people are conflicted about it in the context of Ed and Stede's argument in ep 7, but I think it's genuinely impossible to read their sex scene in ep 6 as anything other than completely romantic.

There are two conflicting ideas going on here -

Ed and Stede had sex at a very emotional moment, when they were both coming down from the trauma of watching each other get tortured and Stede making his first intentional kill despite Ed warning him not to, and it would have been healthier for them to wait and just talk instead.

The sex itself was entirely consensual, they both enjoyed it a lot and had a good time in the moment, and it was romantic even though it was too fast (in the same sense Ed kissing Stede in s1e9 was too fast).

And it's perfectly possible for both of those ideas to exist at the same time.

We get plenty of hints that them having sex isn't the best idea. Stede is obviously deeply conflicted when Ed comes to check on him, and Ed still wearing his shirt when Stede closes the curtains tells us that he's not quite as ready as Stede, who already has his shirt off.

BUT those little hints do not detract from the romance of the moment! Not at all!

Stede clearly and obviously waits for Ed to nod his consent, and Ed deepens their kiss. The entire bed when Stede closes the curtains is lit up purple, the color we know from s1 symbolizes Ed's love for Stede. There are literally fireworks. It's all set to La Vie en Rose, and I get not everyone speaks French (I don't blame you, it's a godawful language) but the specific lines in this scene are, in my opinion, the most devastatingly romantic in the whole song: "in life, it's him for me, me for him. He swore that to me for life."

And the morning after, they're both clearly feeling great. Ed makes Stede breakfast while cheerfully humming, feels like opening up and telling him about the mermaid thing. They go on a cute little date, Ed seems genuinely happy Stede is getting famous (he's the one who suggests going to Spanish Jackie'z!).

It's only at Spanish Jackie'z, watching Stede having a great time with his fans and Jackie asking him if Stede knows about Ed's "wanting to be a regular guy" thing, that Ed starts panicking. He thinks that Stede will choose this over him and thinks he has to leave before Stede has a chance to leave him. Him saying that having sex was a "mistake" was said in the heat of the moment, and he clearly means that he wishes they'd just waited a bit longer. He's terrified his influence is "ruining" Stede in the same way Stede was in s1e9.

Like any other part of human relationships, sometimes sex can be consensual and fun and still not be at the right time. That's not a bad thing, it's just people being people and people are messy. I genuinely don't think Ed even really regrets having sex in the slightest; I think it was just an easy thing to latch on to as an example of how things were suddenly moving way too fast while he was panicking.

[thephantomtheory]

That Funny Feeling | Levi Ackerman x Reader

summary: on the boat to odiha, you and levi finally get a moment of privacy after being apart for so long as you deal with all the emotions of almost losing him in the explosion | 1.4k words

notes: this has been sitting in my wip's since the lastest ep aired and i finally finished it, so here's a lil smthn.

cw: general canon-typical angst, mild descriptions of levi's wounds

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The ship sways as you walk toward Levi’s room, and so your palm grazes the handrail to guide you, to keep you steady, the world tilting beneath your feet.

It’s a feeling that has not left you since the Walls crumbled before your eyes and Eren’s skeletal frame rose, overwhelming, into the sky; the weight of his rage shaking the earth, the thunderous footsteps echoing the hammer of your heart. It lurched within you when Hange tapped on your window and told you Levi had been severely injured; that when they found him, he was on the precipice of death, and you had to hide the wave of nausea that surged in your stomach. Then again last night, when you finally arrived at the forest and saw Levi, his body broken and his spirit marred, and the feeling rolled through your chest, settling like a rock in your throat. Your eyes were locked on his frame as you dropped from your horse. Your feet hit the ground and you waited for the wave of relief to wash through you (he’s alive, he’s alive, he’s alive); instead, your world tipped on its axis, and the motion seeped into your head while static pressure built behind your eyes. Then once more, when you disappeared into the trees under the pretense of finding firewood, where the feeling choked you until you spit it all up, letting it spill out of you in salty tears, an anguished ocean pouring out from within.

Your grip tightens around the handrail. In the doorway, you find Levi sitting on the edge of the bed, his left thumb gently pressing at the knuckles of his two missing fingers.

“Are you just going to watch me like a creep?” His voice is rough and raw with a lilt of defeat, and you force yourself to hide the way it chisels at your heart.

You two have barely had time to speak since you reunited the previous night. It had been a month since you’d last seen each other, no contact; not even you were allowed to know Levi’s exact whereabouts with Zeke. But now, the distance between Paradis and Odiha has granted you a few moments of peace while the rest of humanity is crushed beneath the feet of hate. The distance between peace and destruction, then, is the space between one harbor and another.

“You should be resting,” you say, feeling the weight of air on your tongue.

“Everyone keeps saying that.”

“It’s true.”

“Sounds like a shitty excuse to get rid of me.”

Levi still hasn’t looked at you; instead, his gaze remains on his hands, folded in his lap. You go to him, lowering yourself to the floor at his feet.

His steel-blue eyes meet yours. Many who’ve encountered him would describe Levi as a stoic, expressionless man. But if they paid any attention, they would know that his eyes are the epicenter of his emotion, and they betray him every time. And so, his eyes meet yours in the first private moment you’ve had in weeks, and they look tired. You feel the ship rock under your knees.

He looks at you and, tenderly brings his right hand forward to trace his two remaining fingers across the line of your collarbones. He touches you, but he seems far away and near all at once. You want to pull him into you. His fingers find the curve of your neck, and you let him, you let him find you, his fingertips roaming over your skin. The ship rocks within the breadth of this intimacy, and his hand is on your shoulder, squeezing. He closes his eyes and lets you keep him steady.

You look at him and, softly, bring your hand to his bandaged one, the same hand that has been re-learning the shape of its lover. You stroke your thumb down the lines of his palm his eyes flicker open.

“It must still hurt,” you say, voice just above a whisper.

You notice Levi’s jaw tighten. He doesn’t want to say it, doesn’t want you to worry even though he knows you already are. His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he swallows the pain. It goes somewhere deep in his belly, you think; he stores it all right in the center of himself so that way he never goes hungry.

“Will you let me change your bandages?” you ask, noticing the sticky blood soaking through the wounds by his knuckles.

He nods, knowing better than to give you a hard time about it. He doesn’t want to give you a reason to walk away, he just needs you to stay. So, he lets you help him.

You stand and gently coax him to lean back against the wall at the head of the bed. Grabbing some supplies, you settle with a knee on either side of his waist, careful not to put your weight on him.

The cabin moves in tandem with your breath. Levi’s gaze stays on you while you work, his eyes tracing over the curve of your nose and the shape of your lips. He drinks in the color of your eyes, parched after going so long without it, and the attention you hold in them as you diligently work.

You hesitate over the bandages covering his eye. It’s then that Levi’s fingers find their way to your outer thigh, and you feel them grazing loosely over the fabric. He touches you like this, in this familiarity, like he’s telling you it’s okay. You almost laugh at the irony of it, Levi comforting you.

He really does look so tired.

You unwrap the bandages like you’re peeling back the layers to open him up at the core, and it’s there where the damage is done. The sutured wound runs the length of his face into his lips, still raw, the stitches clearly rushed. And although his eye is still intact, his vision clearly is not.

It’s startling to see him so weak, so broken, after all those years of knowing him as the opposite. He looks so human. And you felt it again, the panic rising into your throat from the reminder that you had almost lost him, that you might still, the fragility of his life heavier than it had ever been before.

In a way, this is grief. What were you grieving? He’s here, living, breathing in front of you, and yet you cannot help but feel the profound loss of his former self, dead and left somewhere on that island.

The feeling hollows you out.

You loved him and you love him still, you’ll love him even when your heart stops beating.

You bring your fingers to his wrist. You’ll love him even when there’s no longer a pulse.

He says your name and you’re pulled from your daze. You know he can see the tears welling up in your eyes, despite your efforts hide it.

“Am I that ugly?”

You shake your head no, as he brings his thumb to catch a fallen tear on your cheek. He frowns.

“Do I look scary?”

Levi feels the boat shift over the waves. What if the all the ugliness he feels inside has been blown outwards, reflected in the open wound of his face, seared into his skin? What if all this time, you simply had not seen it, and now, it was impossible to ignore? It was only a matter of time, he thinks, until you saw him for what he truly is.

 “Never scary,” you shake your head again, “You’ve never scared me. You didn’t then and you don’t now.”

All at once, Levi feels guilty for ever doubting you. How lucky he is, to have you, to be seen by you and loved by you. But, oh. How terrified he is of losing you. He can’t imagine how you must be feeling, after almost losing him. He hates himself for putting you through it.

You take a few breaths to ease the slight tremor in your hands and manage clean and rebandage the rest of his wounds. When you’ve finished, you gently lean into him, wrapping your arms over his shoulders and burrowing your face in his neck. You feel his arms bringing you closer still. For now, at least, you’re both here, here, here.

The two of you stay like that, and while white noise envelops you in this moment of reprieve, the boat sails smoothly. The floor is steady. And for a while, the world is still.

©2023 thephantomtheory | do not repost my work anywhere, and do not plagiarize

[marauderonthepirateship]

HAZBIN HOTEL EP 7 AND 8 QUICKK REVIEW

contains major spoilers, let's start!

how about we start with episode 7, hmm?

i must say, before the episode were released I had a theory, that alastor could make a deal with charlie and try to get her soul to(following the theory about lilith having alastor on a leash) try to exchange charlie's soul for his own BUT it did not happen, and I cannot say it's disappointing for me

as hannibal fun and an expirienced cannibalistic-joke maker it feels like a personal win to have cannibal town being one the most comfortable places in hell with cannibals being really wholesome and polite guys

and of course the diamond of the crown - rosie

she was amazing in this episode. she definitely has the vibe of this rich auntie who visits you once a year and gives the best gifts and advices. she actually gives amazing advices, that's for sure. and i love her friendship with alastor, i bet they meet every weekend and share gossips

all of us should be proud of charlie and the way she becomes leader and takes responsibility for her people. this is THE character development

here we are slowly coming to episode 8 also known as the finale of season 1!!

it was a bright culmination of all of the season 1 and it turned out amazing

but dear readers, i'm sure all of you have already watched it (maybe even 2 or 3 times, right?), so why don't i just say a few words about my favorite moments

the scene before big battle, where everybody is just spending time with other is exactly what shows how much are this lost souls now bonded. they realise they have no idea what is there, waiting for them in tomorrow and that's what make this scene

and let me just say it: huskerdust

it is a big joy to know this actually happened

i also might say that the victory wasn't easy nor unreasonable. think about the fact that nobody knew how to defeat angels is the exact reason hazbin's crew won. indeed the more power you got the less carelessness you should have.

and i'd really enjoy to share some of my highlights of this battle if I do say so

here wee goooo:

sir pentious kissing the girl he loves than heroically dies and goes to heaven. absolutely nailed it

charlie's demon form. and shall we not forget ruzzle and duzzle in their dragon form.

that absolutely iconic show up from lucifer and him in the whole battle

niffty killing adam. i'd say this is hilarious

alastor being beaten, afraid and panicked. yes, i WAS talking about it. it was important to show he can feel real emotions and fear and loss are one of them

three vees watching battle for hotel and living their best lives(i still hate val, just to be clear)

what is really natural about the battle that they don't just celebrate victory. they mourn pentious, and charlie feels guilty, but they still go on, rebuild hotel singing one of the best songs for the whole show

i am intrigued by what the season 2 has to offer for us, my dear friends and I surely will be waiting for it

now i'm just about to thank you for reading this and wish you a pleasant day!

[virescent-v]

I’ve always wanted to see a fic surrounding this: the aftermath of Emily’s rescue from Mr Scratch. Maybe a fluffy bath moment at home or sweet smut vibes?

Aftermath

A/N: Bestie! I loved this idea. Tbh, I had to watch that ep first because I had no idea who Mr Scratch was. I'm only on s5 of my watch through hahaha. But I watched it, and wrote this! I hope it does it some justice. I think this is really my first take at a hurt/comfort fic.

Word Count: 1.6k (I broke my less than 1k word challenge, oops) Warnings: honeslty, not too much. There is some slight smut tho.

You were told to wait at home. But the wait was excruciating. 

You hadn’t gotten many details from Penelope other than Emily had been kidnapped, drugged, and had gotten rescued. She was otherwise unharmed. You only knew that she was chasing a high profile psychopath; someone that had even Hotchner running into WITSEC. 

So, you were waiting. Impatiently. For your girlfriend to come home. So you could check her over yourself, especially since you knew she wasn’t going to be responsible and go to the hospital. 

You were broken out of your inner anxious ramblings by Emily stumbling through the front door, all but dropping her bags at her feet and practically running right to you. 

“Em,” you whispered, gathering her in your arms. You could feel her slightly shaking, the adrenaline of everything finally crashing on her. “You’re home, baby, and safe. You’re safe now,” you said, continuing to whisper sweet words to her, rubbing your hands on her back, helping to wear off some of the epinephrine coursing through her. 

You tried to pull away, so you could look at her, really look at her, but her arms shot out and grabbed you around your waist, pulling you even closer to her. Like she was trying to burrow into you. 

“Not yet,” she whispered, her nose dragging up the side of your neck, breathing in your perfume. 

“Okay, okay.” 

It takes a couple of minutes; you can feel Emily mouthing something against your skin, as if she’s trying to ground herself, reminding herself that she’s not with him anymore. Eventually, though, she loosens her grip on you, allowing you to look at her face for the first real time since she got home. 

When your eyes connect, you can see the tears shining in hers. You can feel the weight of her stare, silently communicating between the two of you. 

I almost died. 

But you didn’t, love. You’re home. 

You trail your hand up her arm, across her shoulder, and over her heart. 

You’re alive. You’re safe. 

As you tap your pointer finger on her chest in time with her heartbeat, she takes a shuddering breath, a few tears finally making their way down her cheek. She blinks a few times, not trying to hide the emotion escaping her, before taking a deep breath that seems to use all of her remaining energy. 

“Can- can we take a bath?” She asks, timidly. As if you would ever deny her anything. 

You don’t say anything. You just grasp her hand in yours and lead her to your bathroom. You sit her on the toilet, tucking some of her stray hair behind her ears. You reach over to your oversized tub, turning the water to just on the side of scalding. The temperature Emily prefers. 

As the tub fills, you watch Emily, rubbing your hands on her knees. She’s still occasionally shaking, but not as badly as when she came in. Her gaze isn’t focused on anything, worrying you that she might start receding back to memories from earlier. You know she’ll be hit with nightmares later, something you’ve dealt with before and know how to handle. You just want to prevent that for right now. 

Once the tub is full, you add some bath water oils, a eucalyptus smell. You’ve found that it’s better for keeping Emily calm over lavender or vanilla smells. 

You start to strip, placing your clothes in the hamper. Emily still isn’t focusing on anything, her eyes settled on her hands on her lap. She isn’t even registering that the bath is ready, so you approach her quietly. 

“Em, baby, the bath is ready. You need to get undressed.” 

Her eyes tracked up your body, but there wasn’t her normal heat in her gaze. Only as if she was making sure that it was really you. 

When your eyes connected, you had to stop yourself from gasping. Her eyes were turning red from trying not to cry, almost overflowing with unshed tears. 

You crouched down in front of her, your nude form not even a worry. You rubbed your thumbs across her cheeks, trying to get her to release her emotions. You’d take them from her if you could. 

Emily feels your thumbs rubbing back and forth, letting your love for her ground her to this moment. Eventually, she closes her eyes tight, all of the tears breaking free, and she starts to sob. She collapses into you, burrowing into your neck again. This time, you can hear her mumbling, wheels up, I’m home, wheels up, I’m home over and over again. A mantra. 

You give her a few minutes, letting her get out most of the current wave of emotion. You know it’ll hit her again later, likely many times, and you know you’ll take them all in stride. Anything for her. 

Another deep breath, another slow release from you. You reach over and grab some toilet paper, wiping at her teary, snotty face. You can tell she almost cracks a smile at the noise her nose makes when she blows it into the tissue; she’s slowly coming back to herself. 

After you toss the tissue in the trash, you grab the hem of her shirt. Tugging on it, Emily raises her arms, allowing you to undress her. There’s no sexual charge to your movements; this is purely emotional, intimate connection between you and your girl. 

You get in the tub first, spreading your legs so Emily can settle between them. Usually, she’s behind you, always pampering you. It’s only on rare occasions do you get to be the one caring for her, so you take pride in your movements, your ability to calm her when she most needs it. 

As she settles in front of you, you feel the last of her energy leave her. The hot water around you soothing sore muscles, easing her overworked nervous system. Her heart rate starts to slow, her breaths becoming deeper, slower, longer. 

While you know that her body is physically relaxing, you know that her mind is not. 

You never get the details of the case. She never wants to burden you with the gruesomeness of her job, doesn’t want you to worry more than you already do. Emily’s a profiler, can read anyone in the room and pinpoint their motives. But you’ve become an expert in Emily. 

You help her through the aftermath as best as you can, providing her with the space to unwind in whatever what she deems necessary - or whatever way her body deems necessary. Sometimes it’s a hot bath and a good meal, sometimes it’s body-wracking sobs on the couch, and sometimes it’s taking her to the local gym to spar with someone and let her anger out. 

You see sides of your girlfriend that you know no one else has or ever will. She’s a strong, independent person with walls taller than Everest. Somehow, you’ve managed to climb them, repel down them, and settle in. Emily let you settle in, let you unwind the barb wire around her heart. You’d protect it with your life. 

You start rubbing a soft cloth with your body wash across Emily’s body; she’s always taken comfort in your smell after a bad case. You make sure to go slow, not knowing what happened to her, not wanting to trigger anything unknowingly. 

As you reach her bent knees, you feel her flinch a little. You stop immediately, trying to check in with her again. She’s mouthing the same mantra: Wheels up, I’m home, wheels up…

“Em? Do your legs hurt?” 

A slight shake of her head. No pain, which likely means it’s something mentally. 

You continue slowly, letting her feel the cloth on her legs. “Open your eyes, Em. Your legs are okay.” 

You watch the side of her face, watch as her eyes blink open, watch as her eyes track your hands up and down her leg. 

Another deep, shuddering breath as you feel her relax back into you. She continues to watch your movements, her eyes growing more focused as they move back up her torso. 

“I need,” a whisper, caught in the dryness of her throat; she clears it before trying again. “I need you to touch me.” 

You release the cloth, notice it float away to the end of the tub. Your hands wrap around her, settling lower on her belly, resting there. You watch the side of her face again. “You sure?” 

You would never take advantage of her, not while she’s vulnerable. You’ve had this conversation before, about how sometimes after certain cases she just needs to feel connected to you, feel intertwined with something that is real.  

She turns to look at you, her nose brushing against yours as she whispers a strong, steady, “love me,” against your lips.  

She trails her hand to yours, interlocks your fingers, before bringing both of them down to her core. Interconnected, simultaneously, you start rubbing slow, steady circles on her clit, working her up easily, lovingly. 

Each brush of your fingers against her has her twitching, rolling her hips into your hands. Her head thrown back against your shoulder, you can see her feeling you, feeling your love for her. The only thing on her mind now is her, you, and the way that you make her feel. Each stroke of your fingers is a promise, a vow to protect her, keep her safe, love her. It’s a love letter of all of the things you wish you could voice, of all of the ways you care for her. 

As she nears her peak, your lips find her ear as you whisper over and over I love you, you’re home, I love you… 

Her back arches against you, her hips pressing more fully into your hand. You help her ride through the waves, gathering her in your arms as she settles back down. Your lips brush light kisses around her temple and cheek as she catches her breath. 

“I love you,” she says. “I’m home.”

[scekrex]

Love your writing!!

Can I request an Adam x Lucifer’s Ex! reader? Reader is basically the same rank as Lucifer was (so he’s the same strength as him too) Basically, they split up after he and Lilith got together and gave Eve the Apple. Reader is extremely depressed about it but then he meets one of the humans from Eden, Adam . And they find solidarity and comfort in going through the same/similar situation.

Lowkey giving that one scene from Steven Universe (No idea if you’ve watched/like SU so, if you’re not sure what I’m talking about, I’ll link it here. (If you want, you can probably just skip to the time stamps or watch all of it, either’s fine, but it starts at 2:33 and ends around 3:11

Spoilers for Steven Universe, if you even care.

https://youtu.be/PnlRR0rX_Q0?feature=shared

(The context for the SU scene is ofc different, but just the overall vibe of it is what I mean.) but just 2 people abandoned by someone who was supposed to be their soulmate (Twice for Adam) and them finding love in each other in the end.

(Like, imagine both the fluff AND angst potential.)

Also!! If/After you write this one, I might request a Part 2 of this with angst for the aftermath of EP.8. (ONLY if you’re ok with it OFC! If not, just tell me in your A/N for this one and I won’t send it!!)

I hope you have a great day!!!! 💙💙

Okay first of all: gimme that EP 8 request right now, I need it soooo badly °^° I haven't seen SU but I've watched the scene you linked and it helped to get the vibe right so much, this is a lil short but dragging it out just to make it appear longer felt wrong. I hope you like it though. Also friendly reminder: this is set in Eden before Adam became a douchebag.

Part 2

I'm a jester and I'm yours, call me your fool

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, hurt (with comfort)

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

Eden had always been the place for you to ge whenever you felt sad or upset, it calmed you down, eased your mind, made your thoughts shut up for only a couple moments. Lucifer had betrayed you, you knew that, you also knew that it had been for the best to end things with him before he would take it too far with his wish for free will and with the things that were going on between him and Lilith. And before you even realized how sad that made you feel, to be betrayed, to be replaced by a mortal soul that would never be as pure as you were, you started crying - it wasn’t loud and if someone wouldn’t have paid attention it was also not visible but Adam did pay attention. Lucifer and Lilith had given Eve the apple, the forbidden fruit, how much further would heaven allow them to go? You weren’t sure. What you were sure about though, was the fact that you missed Lucifer, you missed his warmth, his chaotic yet gentle way of handling things, no matter what it was. You missed his creative mind, his joyful character, the love he had held for you that he had never been able to hide. You missed your clumsy blonde little angel - you shook your head, no, he was no longer yours.

And while you tried to sort your emotions out, the brunette human carefully creeped closer, he noticed your sadness and despite the fact that he didn’t know why you were crying, he felt like he understood without knowing the true reason - he had heard them whispering about it. About how Lucifer had left his boyfriend in order to get together with the first woman, his ex wife, Lilith. And while one loss alone had been seemingly impossible to carry, Adam had not only lost Lilith to his former best friend, he had also lost Eve. Eve, who had tried to talk him into eating the apple as well, he had refused to though, he wanted to remain pure, if she decided that wasn’t for her though, then that was her deal and not Adam’s.

Once he had reached you, he quietly sat down next to you, he wanted to take the sadness away from you, a creature as gorgeous and heavenly as yours should not sit in Eden and cry. He wanted to ask you why you were crying, who caused all those tears but he felt like it wasn’t his place to do so - you were an angel after all. Was he even allowed to sit next to you? The first man didn’t know, but he was sure that if he wouldn’t be allowed near you, you would tell him so. Lucifer might be disobeying heaven’s rules, but you? You looked too pure to do so.

You quickly wiped your tears away as soon as you noticed the presence next to you, when you turned your head to look at the person that had decided to take their place by your side, you were quite surprised to see the face of the first man there. “You look so sad,” the brunette hummed as he reached out to gently touch your cheek. Your golden, broken looking eyes met equally broken brown ones and you somehow found comfort in them, even though they belonged to a total stranger. “Yeah,” you softly chuckled at his words, a small smile forced itself onto your lips, “I guess that’s normal when you get dumped, though.” So the rumors had been true, Lucifer had left his boyfriend for Adam’s former wife. He inhaled deeply, “That’s what love brings.” And yeah, he had a point. Love was able to bring joy and happiness, but it could also take those feelings away from you within seconds. Carefully you leaned into Adam’s touch and closed your eyes as you breathed in the scent of the brunette. “A creature as beautiful as you shouldn’t be sad over losing someone like Lucifer though,” the first man continued and gently caressed your cheek with his thumb, wiping away all remains of your tears. “That’s so easy to say, Adam,” your voice cracked when you said his name and you opened your eyes again, “He was everything.” Adam nodded, he understood, “So was Eve. And Lilith. But sometimes they choose a different path than you do and there is nothing you can do to change that.”

And looking at it that way made you realize that Adam was in the same situation as you were, a situation that tore apart everything just because Lucifer had made a reckless decision. You had lost everything and so had Adam, you were sitting in the same boat, sailing the same ocean of sadness. But now you had found each other, so at least you weren’t sailing alone anymore. “Adam?” you asked quietly as you looked at the first man, making sure you’d get nothing but honesty when your eyes met his, “Can you stay?” And without hesitation the first man nodded, this would not only bring you comfort and take a little bit of the sadness away from you, no, the brunette would also find comfort in this, you would keep his mind busy and that he was very thankful for.

[avelera]

I admittedly haven’t seen much OFMD S2 criticism but I did masochistically go looking to see what the major complaints were.

I’m not all that interested in addressing individual critiques. Some of them made sense to me. Some of them were a bit silly. Some were clearly based on the show not being the fanfic people had written in their heads after they watched S1. Some were mad for the inevitable shipping reasons.

But what I think is the most important thing for OFMD fans and fans of any ongoing story to remember is this:

The sequel will never be able to match the fact you watched the first part without preconceived expectations.

No second season of OFMD could ever match the fact that no one was expecting Season 1. They weren’t expecting the kiss. They can’t recapture the uncertainty and euphoria of that relationship becoming canon. They can’t recreate the audience discovering its unique mix of Muppet humor and heartfelt drama with glancing moments of historical accuracy, all awash in stageplay level special effects as a love letter to old-school pirate plays and musicals. You can’t ever experience that again for the first time.

If these two seasons had aired back to back, far from seeing a decrease in quality or change in tone, I think you’d find they match one another very closely and seamlessly throughout. It was only the long break that allowed people to imagine certain story beats or characterizations or threads like historical accuracy as being more important than they were.

If Season 1 had ended, say, with the, “Never left.” beat while “The Chain” played as the last thing we saw before the credits rolled and the wait for S2 began, the fandom landscape and expectations would have been wildly different. But then, every OFMD episode adds wildly new elements, they’re all very different from each other, and anyone who thought any one those elements would be the new constant tone of the show going forward would be wrong. And yet, that’s what happened inevitably after the last episode of S1.

Honestly, I thought it was a bit of a shame, from a fanfic writer perspective only, that S1 ended on such a dark note because it was so out of keeping with 90% of the rest of the show but inevitably, I knew the fandom and fan writers would latch onto that dark thread in an effort to continue the story, since it’s where S1 left off. But OFMD was always going to resolve that separation quickly then return to humor and hijinks (albeit with notes of drama and more serious emotions, as it always has) , it’s right there in the romcom plot structure, a structure which owes much more to OFMD’s DNA than any historical pirate drama.

*Sigh* Anyway, I’m excited for the season finale. And truly I haven’t seen much criticism, but I’ve been chewing on these thoughts since I woke up to critiques of ep 6-7 last week and was then baffled by it once I saw the episodes myself. So there it is.

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 11. aphrodisiacs

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “picture perfect”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ ivy was not expecting this little christmas get together to get all.. steamy.. but now he has you all to himself

pairing: iv (ivy) x gn!reader

a/n: he’s a slut and i want him

cw: nsfw content. aphrodisiac. there are aphrodisiacs laced in the drinks. dubcon-ish. both parties are affected by the aphrodisiacs. intense foreplay.

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“fuck what are you doing to me…? get over here. now.” —❤︎

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the nighttime bar was bustling with life. it was filled with a variety of many different people, having a good old time and using the night to unwind and just relax, drowning themselves in the rave of chaotic excitement.

christmas was a time for joy, but of course, there were always party animals that wanted to wallow their emotions into the empty sweetness of elicit liquor and frosted sugar pastries that the fancy, rich distilleries had to offer.

that’s where ivy found himself tonight.

accompanied by his lonesome self, he idly twirled a shot glass in his hand, watching the rich drink in the cup swirl around against the glass, keeping his fingers on the rim of it. ivy wasn’t so sure why he came here in the first place, especially on christmas evening of all days, where the party was high and people were rowdy. the guitarist wasn’t much of a party person to begin with anyways. but, his band mates wanted to come here to celebrate another successful year as a musical group, and of course, he couldn’t say no.

still, he’d much rather be home at the moment.

“still by yourself, ivy?”

that familiar voice snapped him out of his trance. ivy’s gaze lingered to your form, and he just let out a heavy sigh.

“you know i prefer to be away from the crowds.” ivy sighed, sipping a little bit of alcohol from his glass. “but i can’t say no to vessel. that big oaf he is.”

you chuckled and took a seat next to ivy, keeping your hands on your lap as you spoke to your fellow member, deciding to distance yourself away from the crowds for now.

“that’s sweet of you, vy. but really, you didn’t have to come out here if you don’t like parties.”

“nah, it’s the least i can do. i love you guys too much to say no to you.”

your heart warmed at the sound of ivy’s words. he was always so intricate and precise with his wording. he meant every sentence of that.

“thanks, ivy.” you thanked with a genuine smile.

underneath his mask, he smiled back. “anytime, y/n.”

you wished that ivy would show this sensitive, soft side to himself more often. it was really a beautiful sight, really. to see someone who’s usually super stoic, be all caring and watchful for those he loves. it was quite nice.

the two of you exchanged small talk for a bit, just talking about your most recent tour and how you’re both excited to get to work on the new albums and eps that vessel had planned for the next year. it was going to be one hell of a year to remember, that’s for sure. ivy was surprisingly a very pleasant person to talk to. he always had different topics to bring into the conversation, and he was just an easy person to chat with.

though, as the two of your exchanged pleasantries, sharing a couple of laughs here and there, the bartender slipped you both two alcoholic drinks in fancy cups. both of you raised your eyebrows at this, considering you did not order another drink, aside from the casual shots.

“sir? we didn’t order this.” you tried to correct, but the bartender only gave a coy smile.

“don’t worry, it’s on the house.” he winked. “consider it a … special holiday drink.”

you and ivy couldn’t even get another word in, because the bartender went off to do his work, serving other clients and customers that came in. the guitarist just side-eyed the bartender for a bit, before taking the time to observe the drink he was given. it was clearly alcoholic, and the rim of the class seemed to be lined with crystallized sugar. the actual liquor itself seemed to dawn a sunset-pinkish shade, with red and purple swirled into the liquid. ivy couldn’t tell what kind of alcohol it was, but he had guessed it to be some sort of vodka, mixed with another unknown drink.

ivy eyed the glass suspiciously. the drink looked pretty… almost too pretty for it to be just some casual alcoholic drink. though, his curiosity was piqued, and his mind wondered how the taste would pop in his mouth.

“strange… that guy was kind of weird, giving us a drink like that out of nowhere.” he chided, still holding his suspicions high as he observed the glass.

“yeah… but i haven’t had a good drink in a while.” you said with a curious voice, tilting your head as you brought the rim of the glass closer to your lips.

the two of you shared a look for a moment, thinking the exact same thing.

“how about it?” you asked. ivy pondered for a moment, before nodding.

“why not?”

the two of your clanked your glasses together, before downing the drink in one go. it tasted sweet, some of the crystallized sugars finding its way into ivy’s mouth and sizzling into a sugary delicateness that bursted with flavor. it tasted sweet… very sweet. ivy actually found the taste to be warm.. but that warmth went from his throat, to his stomach. slowly, it started to simmer into an uncomfortable warmth.

that warmth flowed throughout ivy’s body, and it soon become an itching hotness that clung to his skin. the guitarist’s eyes widened from the sudden feeling, and he could immediately feel himself sweating. he started to fan himself by flapping his shirt, trying to relieve himself of the uncomfortable heat that clung to his body like a parasite.

“what the hell…?” ivy practically panted out, trying to find a way to make himself feel better. “what the hell was in that drink?”

you nodded, arms heavily pressed against the bar counter as you groaned and panted, sweat beads sticking to your forehead. you were having the same problem as ivy.

“i don’t know… but i sure as hell feel so damn uncomfortable right now.” you gasped out, running a hand through your hair as you tried to maintain your composure.

ivy was about to agree with you, turning his head to meet your gaze, but the moment he locked eyes with you, its like the fire burned within him more brightly. he suddenly felt… needy, and just looking at you was enough to send his mind into overdrive. he was practically drooling over your form, aroused by the very sight of you alone.

what?

what was ivy thinking? why was he thinking this way? and why couldn’t he stop…?

“y/n…” he practically growled out. his hands moved to grip your shoulders, and you gasped from the sudden closeness. “stop that…”

your voice was quivering, and you leaned back against the bar counter. the surrounding people didn’t even matter anymore, it’s like it was just the two of you.

“stop what?” you practically stuttered out, feeling a familiar burning hot desire brew within you as you looked at ivy.

“that.” he rasped. “looking so damn… appetizing.”

you looked at ivy with wide, yet lustrous eyes. at this point, you both came to realize what had happened. the drinks you were given were laced with aphrodisiacs, of course they were. however, ivy couldn’t stop himself from what he was doing.

“fuck what are you doing to me…? get over here. now.”

his fingers fumbled with the buttons of your shirt, and he slowly unbuttoned them while kissing your neck, not even caring about the people around you guys. besides, they were too focused on partying to see what you two were doing. you let out soft sighs of pleasure, but tried to snap back into your senses, trying to push ivy away despite your growing lust.

you gasped as you felt ivy start to bite and nibble your neck with his teeth, and his fingers trace over the exposed skin on where he unbuttoned your shirt. this was so provocative and risky, doing this out in public. you couldn’t even think straight, with how your mind was hazy with promiscuous desires, and ivy was only feeding into your fantasies.

“ivy…” you muttered our lustfully, moaning a bit loudly as he kissed your neck, jawline and face with deep, needy kisses.

“i need you.” he grunted. “i need you so badly. this heat, it’s so fucking uncomfortable. please… please let me touch you.. i promise i’ll make you feel good.”

ivy’s voice was desperate, almost like he was in pain. the aphrodisiacs that bastard gave him was making him so incredibly horny and hard. he couldn’t stop kissing you, trying to feel your skin on his.

fuck. you needed this too.

with a heavy sigh, you nodded, looking down at him with hearts in your pupils. “please take me.”

that was all the confirmation ivy needed, before he swept you away into a dark, secluded corner of the bar, away from the party.

from there, he could give you the fuck of a lifetime.

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[xaldalneir]

Spoilers for Gundam: The Witch from Mercury Episode 12

Hi Tumblr! So, I’m breaking, like, a FIVE YEAR bout of silence and shit, but I can’t just sit quiet about this one. Witch from Mercury has been one of the best Gundam Series I’ve had the pleasure of watching. Today, the last episode of this cour ended on a heavy note. Now the majority of takes that I’ve seen have been saying that Suletta was either totally cavalier in what she did to Nameless Grunt Number 5 or that Prospera activated her somehow with her typical ‘move forward, gain two’ line. So, mainly to fight the opinion that Suletta is now just suddenly a murderous psychopath, I’d like to point out a few things. I’ll be laying out evidence from the series, from the Prologue story, Cradle Planet, and my own observations. So, first and foremost, Suletta has shown to act very impulsively whenever Miorine is in any sort of danger (slapping Guel in episode 1, her confrontation with Shaddiq in episode 9). She trusts Miorine implicitly and after last episode, after having been separated from her after a really tender moment, she’s undoubtedly panicking about whether or not she’s okay. Even Prospera can see that, because she makes sure to namedrop Miorine when she tells Suletta that if she gets in Aerial she can save everyone.  The GUND-bits told her that the transport and Earth House is safe. She activates what I assume is Permet Score 6 (same tetrahedron shield as ep. 9, along with Prospera telling Delling in ep. 11 that that’s as high as Aerial’s PS went during the Grassley duel), and is able to locate Miorine. I find it hard to believe that she didn’t also see Delling and Nameless Grunt Number 5 (because I’m guessing that the bits identified them via their personal Permet ID). She came into that room hard and fast, and Aerial immediately adopted a combat stance. That wasn’t the entrance of someone who knew the danger was over and was going to enter through a proper airlock or hanger. Then, of course, we get to the slap. I’ve seen people talk about how she could’ve just blocked or captured Nameless Grunt Number 5, but he had just overcome his shock at Aerial’s arrival and leveled his gun to finish Miorine and Delling. He was about to kill them. Suletta didn’t have time to think ‘Oh I can solve this nonviolently’. With everything we’ve seen from her so far, I’d be shocked if her first and only thought, and the one that she and Aerial acted on, wasn’t ‘Miorine is in danger I need to stop him’. Then, she gets out of Aerial. There’s blood everywhere, she trips and falls. Suletta, who we’ve never seen properly navigate any kind of social interaction ever. Suletta, who just minutes ago was in shock, nearly shut down over her mother having killed Nameless Grunts 1-4. Suletta, who just watched Nameless Grunt Number 5 try to kill Miorine, does not have the emotional capacity to deal with all of this. So she does what she’s had working for her so far with Earth House. She plays it off as clumsy, as silly. Suletta Forgetta indeed. A brief side bar on those who think the motto ‘run, lose one, move forward, gain two’ is some kind of trigger phrase, the Prequel story Cradle Planet shows us that Suletta has been using that since the age of nine to get over things she’s afraid of. She comes to Aerial one night because the elders at the Mercury colony don’t respect or trust her. She’s in tears. She climbs into Aerial’s cockpit, and she repeats that phrase until she’s brave enough to face the world again. Flash forward, she’s 17 now (last age given in the story was 15, but with context clues we can assume this next part is right before ep. 1). Prospera’s putting her plan into action, Miorine is being married off to whoever claims the title of Holder at Asticassia. Suletta comes to Aerial again. She tells her about what’s happening (Aerial knows already, Prospera told her the night before. Aerial doesn’t want Suletta to go, doesn’t want her to be used for revenge). She starts to panic, she’s anxious. Then she tells herself, ‘If you run, gain one. Move forward, gain two. Right, Aerial?’. She uses the words to propel herself forward once again. Just as she has done before, and just as we see her do so many times throughout the series. Suletta is clearly coded as neurodivergent. Whyever that is and whatever she’s specifically coded to be, I’m not going to speculate on, but she doesn’t understand social graces. She doesn’t always know the right way to respond. She defaults to a lot of reactions (hiding, playing it off) because those are what have worked for her. She’s not some manic psychopath suddenly and gleefully happy to kill, and she’s not the Winter Soldier waiting to be activated (that might be Aerial, if the red eye stickers in the Gunpla kit are any indication). She’s just doing her best. And that’s not always going to be the right thing to do, as we saw. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk.