#he does actually have a sense of humor lol. hard as it is to pull out of him hah)

[c00kiesart]

Hey, I just wanna say I really like those mha ocs u made! The two girls and that one curly haired guy. Can we get more details on them? Anything u wanna say about them?

Oh yo?? Thanks for showing interest my man?? I’ll put it all under the cut so I don’t flood anyone’s screens

Let’s start off with my gal! cuki chokochi, she’s in the hero course at UA by the name “Precious pockets” and her quirk is, u guessed it, portal pockets! she can store basically anything inside ANY pocket/bag and be the only one to access it! She even knows how to sew to add more pockets, It can’t be organized for shit so she takes a while to find stuff but she is incredibly versatile on the field! she def keeps you on ur toes! But don’t fret normally she’s sweet as she is fluffy, And fun story actually, the reason why her design is kinda misleading is cuz the first quirk concept I had for her was a beast transformation quirk, but the idea was already taken by a canon character and thus had to be changed xD Izzy actually helped spark the pockets idea, I just liked the design too much to fully redo it. Her horns are unevenly grown and she’s a little insecure about her furry features but her friends reassure her she’s lovely way she is, she likes fairy kei/decora fashion but can’t wear too many layers due to her fur, and her favorite things are waffles and stars. she’s also dating iida, she helps him learn to relax.

Next up is my bestie @needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves ‘s girl! Kokomo kiri. she’s in the support course and has a real knack for creating countless new support items/costumes. Her signature is brass knuckles lol and her quirk is nightmare noms, She can make nightmares reality just by eating them from her victims minds when asleep, thanks to her eyes she can visually see their dreams. They can even look different based on the contents of said dream. Once eaten, she can conjure up very convincing illusions and use all your senses against you, She’s a master at mimicry and can even make someone fall asleep just by making eye contact, it’s why I designed her eyes to be hypnotic swirls! basically nightmares are her fuel, but if she gets too backed up she vomits a black sludge that if touched can make one more prone to fear. It’s actually why her hands are permanently stained. She also suffers from insomnia, she’s an acquired taste for sure and she speaks very weirdly but she just loves in her own special way! Albeit she’s very crude and impulsive. And very blunt. with a super dark sense of humor too. But I promise she’s nice! She wears a beanie to hide her messy bed head and Her favorite things are banana bread and bats, she’s dating sato. And yes. He makes her banana bread whenever she wants.

And lastly but not LEAST we have our absolute LAD tomonari jishaku! Him and cuki are in the hero course together! He goes by the name “checkmate”. Cuki gives him confidence whilst kiri keeps him humble. By bullying him. but she loves the nerd, she really does. His quirk is magnet, he has metal protrusions on his chest and arms, with the left hand he pushes and with the right he pulls, he’s super skilled and trains hella hard but if he over uses it’s a lotta stress on his poor nerves. despite his very anxious and quite frankly pushover demeanor, when the time calls for it, he for sure can kick your ass. He just needs a little encouragement?? Don’t we all? He’s a huge video game nerd and he actually tends to avoid cursing, and conflict. his favorite things are pineapple pizza, pink lemonade and photography. He has pictures hung up everywhere and He’s dating tetsutetsu. They’re very homo gym bros

And all together this trio is called the creation crew, like how the big three call themselves. Well. The big three! These guys all create things in their own ways, pretty fitting team name if you ask me, And if you really read this far? I SUPER appreciate it! ✨

[jeonqkooks]

fluff 7 + angst 18 obs (or any other jk story on your masterlist)

"My mom adores you." + "All you had to do was stay."

pairing: jungkook x f!reader

rating: PG

genre/warnings: established relationship, college au, fluff but to be fair this is obs so everything is angsty in hindsight 😭 but i tried, a couple of swear words here and there, one mention of childbirth lol

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Jungkook suddenly switches off the TV, interrupting your Goblin binge session. You turn to look at him quizzically, but he just swings a leg over both of yours and pulls you closer until your hips are flushed together. He holds your body down with his limbs, looking into your eyes with a sickeningly sweet glint in his.

“Hey, pretty,” he coos, so suspiciously sappy out of nowhere that you have to squint your eyes at him. What does he want now? What motive does he have for disrupting your weekly thirsting over Gong Yoo and Lee Dong Wook?

Jungkook presses a wet kiss to your cheek and squeezes your waist affectionately before he speaks. 

“As you know,” he begins, “my mom is coming to visit this weekend–”

“Absolutely not.”

He scooches back a little, mouth hanging open, flabbergasted at your swift shut down when he has barely gotten more than a few words out. “Wha– You don’t even know what I was going to say!”

“Yes, I do.” You give him a look and try to move away, but his meaty thighs are caging you in and he’s just clinging to you like a freaking koala that it’s hard to budge a single inch. “Stop trying to make me spend time with your mother. That woman terrifies me.”

At this, he frowns. “What has she ever done to you?”

“She hates me,” you deadpan, and watch his expression shift into one of confusion.

Although, in the name of completely unfiltered and unadulterated truth, you don’t actually think Jungkook’s mother hates you so that was probably a bit of a reach.

“What are you talking about? My mom adores you.”

“Remember the last time we visited your parents and I had to leave early because I forgot I had a paper due? You went back with me and she sent me a text saying “If you take my son away from me again, it’s on sight.””

“She what?” he asked with an eyebrow quirked, pink lips curling up steadily fast to display his pearly whites. “She said “it’s on sight”? She actually typed that in a text?”

You nod begrudgingly, and your boyfriend’s first reaction upon hearing that his mother would practically beat your ass, is to laugh. The gall he has to chuck a fucking Elmo laugh at you, eyes turning into slits as he throws his head back to cackle loudly like a child, clearly amused at the revelation. On top of you, his body shakes with utter glee, sending vibrations through you – who is not entertained at all. Nope. Not one bit. 

“Oh,” he says, actually wipes a tear from the corner of his eye, and muses. “So that’s why she asked me what it meant. You have to admit, that’s funny.”

Your hand sneaks down his back to pinch his ass so hard, you hope it leaves a bruise. “The hell it is! Your mom basically promised me violence!”

“Obviously she didn’t mean it. She just wants to know what lingo the kids are using these days. That’s her sense of humor!”

“It doesn’t translate through text!” you protest, but the lack of personal space prevents you from being as dramatic as you’d like. “Moms should not be using slang!”

“Well.” He shrugs and boops your nose sweetly, but you just scrunch it and frown like an angry cat. “Not my fault you had to leave. All you had to do was stay.”

“No, all you had to do was stay.” Jamming an accusing finger into that hollow spot beneath the column of his throat, you crack an evil smile when he chokes on air. “I told you I could’ve taken the train to the city by myself.”

“Um, excuse me for coming with my girlfriend to make sure she didn’t get murdered travelling alone.”

“Oh gosh. My hero,” you say sarcastically, placing a hand over your heart and rolling your eyes. “Don’t act so chivalrous. You know that was because you didn’t want to hear more grandchildren talk.”

“Oh, and you did?” he asked, voice full of sass even though he knows you’re right. The trip was only a few days, but it felt like much longer. His mother wasn’t dropping very subtle hints about wanting a mini Jungkook around the house. He was overtly annoyed, but she was nothing if not persistent and accustomed to his attitude.

It was kind of awkward, but you didn’t give it much thought. Every parent does that anyway.

“I did not,” you confirm, and stare at him blankly. “Your mother talking about me pushing a child the size of a watermelon out of my vagina was very weird. She said that in front of you, your dad and your brother at the dinner table. And now you want me to schedule a one-on-one session with her? Uh-uh, I’ll pass.”

“Come on. Please? You just have to keep her company for one day. I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t have that recording with one of the seniors. Hmm?” He pouts, and you have just a teeny tiny urge to kiss those slightly chapped lips. Then he whips out his stupid eyes, the huge ass Bambi eyes that always look like there’s an entire galaxy within them. But that isn’t even the thing that does you in. It’s the subsequent words he pulls out of his ass that you’re sure don’t hold much weight. “Besides, don’t you want to score points with your future mother-in-law?”

Your lips part slightly and your brain goes haywire. Despite your friends bringing up the topic of marriage from time to time, you haven’t taken a moment to consider family and kids yet. You’ve never imagined yourself walking down the aisle because it is a scary thought – to settle down with someone, to start a family, to grow old with them… To trust that a person wants you enough to vow to love you forever, and for you to want them enough to do the same.

Jungkook’s mother has always been just that to you – his mother. But the words “mother-in-law” imply that one day, she might become a member of your family too, connected by your bond with Jungkook. You know he probably doesn’t fully register what he’s saying. This isn’t something that you two have ever discussed, not seriously anyway.

You and him are both still in school, you’re both young; there’s plenty of time left. You aren’t planning that far ahead into the future relationship-wise, especially with the two of you being career-driven people. Both of whose careers are still so far away from blossoming.

You don’t reckon that that many people a few months into their 20s are prioritizing getting married and settling down anyway. Not unless you’re Kim Taehyung and sometimes you have weird existential musings about life, love, death, and every other thing in between.

Nevertheless, Jungkook’s words are putting thoughts into your head.

You picture Jungkook on his knees, proposing to you. You picture his face when he sees you in a wedding dress for the first time, in front of all your friends and family. You picture your honeymoon – maybe somewhere tropical like Hawaii or the Maldives – with him happy and relaxed, right by your side. You even picture a kid too, one that is the perfect combination of you and him, running around and babbling nonsense…

Your heart flutters and you blush. If you can do it with him, then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. It’s tempting enough that you might consider marriage and the whole shebang. Not now, but some day. You reiterate those familiar words in your mind: What will be, will be.

Regardless, it’s like that feeling you get when you go apartment hunting and looking for the right home. With every place you step into, you start to imagine yourself as if you’re already living there. You see your frames and posters on the bare walls, your clothes hanging in the empty closet, your books and little trinkets littering the vacant shelves…

Your brain conjures up a whole life for you, one that’s so irresistible that it takes you approximately five seconds to get attached to. That’s usually how long it takes – a few seconds – for you to grow fond of a life you haven’t lived, a version of you that doesn’t exist yet.

The same thing happens now, as Jungkook’s words echo and your mind, unintentionally, presents you a glimpse of what life could be like with him. An entire future together. A flower-filled path and him, next to you, with a smile that you adore blooming on his face. It feels… attainable. It feels like it’s within your reach.

As the images in your head fade away, you know you’d acquiesce. It’s not his pout that convinces you, nor is it his eyes. It’s not even the cunning way that he saccharifies his voice to make your knees buckle even when you’re horizontal. Jungkook hasn’t persuaded you at all, but your little romanticized daydreams sure have.

“Ugh,” you groan, feigning annoyance, succumbing to his body weight on top of you like you’re boneless. “Fine. I’ll show her around the city. Maybe take her to that café by the waterfr–!”

Jungkook squeals, excitement pouring out of him, and leans down to kiss you deeply. You feel him smile against your lips and this makes you smile too, but he’s positively wrecking your lungs at this point. When the sudden lack of air combined with the added pressure on your chest gets too much, you make a muffled noise against his mouth and move to nudge him off of you.

“Sorry,” he murmurs, still smiling. “I’ll even give you two permission to talk shit about me.”

You scoff and politely decline, as one would a telemarketer. “No, thanks. I just got my hair done. I don’t want your mom to rip it out.”

Jungkook mimics your eye roll from earlier, but then quickly returns to looking at you appreciatively when you shoot him half a glare. When he leans in again, you let him kiss your cheek.

“I’ll give you something else then. What do you want, the moon?” He grins. He then taps his chin a few times and hums, pretending to be in thought. “The stars? How about Saturn?”

You glance sideways at him, and feel a smile pulling up the corners of your lips. You can’t help it. He plucks the strings of your heart like he’s playing the harp, and every sound it makes reverberates through you like a love song you could never perfect.

You snatch the TV remote from behind his back and return to your beloved drama, but not before giving him a final kiss.

“Okay, you can give me Saturn.”

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[krash-and-co]

Kat backstory???👀

*vibrating in excitement* ok get ready for my word vomit that's mostly made up by me because we NEVER LEARN A DAMN THING ABOUT KAT

spoilers for the whole series under cut, just be warned

ok just btw this is based more off of book canon because she acts a bit different in the show :)

so let's start off with her lack of sense of humor. she doesn't even do that cheesy laughing-along-at-a-mean-joke thing that all book and tv bullies do, she kinda just. stands there. Lucy says she's almost uncomfortable, annoyed, when people laugh, cuz she can't tell why. no humor. (and yes I would bring in SHES NEURODIVERGENT because duh everyone ends up headcanoned neurodivergent by me eventually, but that's not the point lol)

so, with a combination of possibly this and her job, she doesn't seem to have many friends, nor is she exactly the life of the party. she seems kinda distant from everyone. no emotions. does not care. but then in hollow boy when Bobby goes missing she reacts quite strongly, and she also mourns the loss of Ned. so clearly these were her friends. she LOVED these people. and that isn't talked about too much in the books; Lucy likes to think she's blank and empty and unattached, which is true, but she also seems to be very loyal to those she loves. and this is where I come in >:)

ok explanation over, here goes my backstory that has very little to do with what was given in canon, as we were not GIVEN much to start

so i fixated on her being close to bobby on that one scene and headcanoned that she had a younger sibling before. a little brother. she was really sweet to him and loved him a ton, although to everyone else she seemed distant and cold, but that was ok. she didn't mind, that was just how she was. she loved him and would do anything for him. then she joined fittes as soon as she was old enough, her father made her, and it was fine until her brother did too. so strings were pulled. he joined her team (not kipps team yet btw, an entirely different one.) and, as things go, he was killed on a case. with her there. cuz you know, trauma

but the one person she was soft around. gone. she became even more distant with nobody to give her love to, nobody to be loyal to.

she was switched teams. she needed it. her old one was killing her inside. she joined kipps' team, a new supervisor, clearly grumpy and incredibly disappointed of where he wound up, but it was ok. she warmed up to him. he was decent; he'd get closer to them later, she'd learn. and then came Ned; he was a bit dense and laughed a lot. kat wasn't sure why; nothing he said was funny anyway. he was rather annoying, she decided. but ned noticed this and tried his hardest to get her to crack a smile. (nothing worked, not because she didn't want to but because she straight up didn't get it lol.) the first time it actually worked was when he accidentally ran into a pillar on a case, which caused her to double over laughing (much to her surprise), which in turn made him as well, and kipps tried to hide his smile too. however, fittes wasn't too big of a fan of this display of unprofessional behavior, so the joking was kept mostly to themselves, when they weren't AT fittes.

and then came bobby. he was brand new, really small and quite scared looking most of the time. ned feared if she breathed too hard he'd blow away and said this aloud with a smile, but Kat's heart had been touched. he was just like her brother. she wasn't going to let anything happen to him. as cases went on, she babied him even more and treated him like her own sibling, and Ned found it funny and then joined in. more found family!! bobby had already accepted his place as kats new little sister that he could not do a thing about. kipps wasn't too big of a fan of this unprofessional behavior, but kat knew better than that. he loved his new little family too, even if they were all a little confused with life and almost permanently unrelaxed. they could only find themselves letting their guards down together. not even on purpose, it's just how it happened. kat was always tense otherwise. the others confused her. but she was so loyal to her new family.

then, as we all know, Ned dies. bobby was a mess; that was his big brother. kat was frozen. that was the boy who really taught her how to laugh, her teammate, her best friend. she found herself even closer to bobby then. they had to stay close. there goes the family.

so you can imagine her horror when Bobby ran away to find Ned's fetch; she couldn't lose him too!! but then he came back. he was hurt, she knew, but it was ok because he was there now. he'd be fine. she took care of him even though he insisted he didn't need it after that case, laughing gently, literally the very definition of caring big sister. she'd never let it happen again. she found herself closer to him still.

but then kipps went too. went and tried to stuff down his feelings like he didn't care, like kat could even stand him leaving. they were both frozen, both numb. kipps had left, kipps, who acted like he didn't care about them in public, like he was just the boss, someone above them, when he really loved them too. how dare he.

so then the final two were forced to split up. you can't have a team of two agents and no supervisors, after all. kat got a new team. so did Bobby. she saw him in a few cases that he was part of; it took everything in her to not run to him, and once she gave in and did. then it took everything else to finally pry herself free. bobby asked about kipps. kat told him she didn't know anything, which was true, she just didn't add that she was too hurt by him not fighting for them to try and find out.

she did see him, though, once, walking down the street. he tried to wave for her attention. she pretended not to see and sped away.

ok, kinda just grasping at random stuff to find what happens next. clearly she doesn't get Ned or kipps back. fittes is kinda not the way it was anymore; not too sure how that's going to work out for her. she'll see bobby again tho, I will NOT let her never see him again. I like to think he made some friends on his new team, but he'll always miss his old one. maybe kat will stop to see him when she can more often, idk. come to think of it, we never learned it any of them are alive...... ok for kats sake I am making the decision that bobby did not die.

I don't think she'd want to go home. I do think, tho that she needs a less traumatic life IDK HOW THIS HAPPENED ALL I DID WAS GIVE HER A BROTHER AND TAP INTO EMOTIONAL ISSUES

SO

kat gets a job at Arif's. he's a grandfather figure for her now. she delivers and sometimes helps decorate donuts and learns to feel love again.

ok that was LONG I apologize. I also didn't proofread it really so uh forgive typos and nonsense please (or tell me lol)

I may make an actual fic of this rather than just a really long summary lol

[captainhysunstuff]

I think that was the first time I've seen you draw any of the Wammy boys, and it makes me want to know your headcanons for them, either inside our universe or just in general.

Henh, I draw them from time to time. Probably not in the last few months, but... every once in a while~. ^__^U Oh boy, for as long as I've been in this fandom, I don't think I've ever really put my thoughts/headcanons about them into solid words before. I'll try to make this not a disorganized mess:

Mello

I feel like his rivalry with Near gives him a sense of purpose. A goal to strive for. Whenever he has a set goal, he goes for it 120%. That try hard attitude is exactly what holds him back though. Being so laser focused may stress him out and cause him to overlook things and make more mistakes or ignore simpler solutions. He forgets to take breaks, and his fatigue creates more problems, particularly with schoolwork.

We only get one glimpse of him "off the clock" where he's playing soccer/football with his classmates (and laughs after clocking someone in the head with the ball, lol). That one instance tells me that he might have a slightly mean sense of humor (he's also seen pulling some kid's hair and Roger makes him let go of them), but of course the kid was okay and he knew it. If he had actually seriously hurt someone while joking around, I'm not sure if he'd just laugh it off. Probably try to say it wasn't a big deal, but still keep an ear out to make sure so-and-so was really okay. Very tsundere. I may be giving canon!Mello too much credit, lol. Although, he does express that he didn't want to kill Soichiro in the end. The kidnappings were horrible scare tactics, but he made sure that they would be returned alive if the demands were met (fuck his mafia crew though, *snort*).

He'd be more openly caring with people he, well, cares about. Matt as an obvious canon example. I think it's very telling that Matt isn't present during the Mafia arc. Mello leaves the orphanage alone, and he doesn't seek Matt out until after his base blows up. So, he strikes me as someone who wants to deal with his own problems by himself and not drag anyone he cares about into his personal drama. The mafia and kidnappees are just tools to him, but anyone close is out of the question unless the situation is dire. Matt was probably the only person he could reliably contact at that point (he does contact and crash at Lidner's place for a while, but surely he had to have recovered somewhere after the blast before he could get back into the action). How he expresses regret over Matt dying while being part of his plan emphasizes this sentiment.

A character I really associate him with is Amethyst from Steven Universe, especially if I want to think of how he'd be without the pressure of that rivalry, and even with it. Amethyst has the kind of humor that can come off as callous that I'd think Mello would have. What really shines for me is their shared inferiority complex and how they deal with them. I see a lot of Mello's view on his rivalry with Near during Amethyst's arc concerning her conflicts with Jasper. Neglecting personal time to have fun because the complex is weighing her down and making her try harder and become a more toxic person to be around ("Who has time for any of that when Jasper is out there?!"). Her anguish at doing so much to get better and it never being enough to get what she wants ("I can't win... No matter what I do, no matter how hard I work..."). The whole episode "Reformed" where Amethyst keeps trying to make a form that Garnet (whom I associate with L) would approve of by comparing herself to and emulating other gems. Telling people to "stay out of it" when they try to interfere or stop her from doing something drastic. The difference being that she gets positive results when she finally opens up and allows people to help her achieve her goals and not hyperfixate anymore. By the time Mello finally reaches out for help and realizes that he needs to put aside his animosity towards Near to ultimately stop Kira, it's essentially too late for a happy ending.

The only aspect where this character comparison falls apart a bit is with how lazy Amethyst can be (not bubbling the Desert Glass pillow despite living right next to a sandy beach, not being trusted to catch a monster hiding in her room). However, my counterargument is that we don't really see Mello in his downtime outside of that soccer game just chilling. Also, I'd like to reference L's "monster speech" about studying even though they don't really care about grades. It shows Near there, but I think it applies to all three of them, and Mello's only trying so hard specifically to beat Near first and foremost, not because he wants to study and get smarter for a future career ("All that practice stuff is no fun.").

Matt

Hmm... He's a malleable character to me, and that's pretty cool. He seems like a "go with the flow" kinda guy. Tell him to do something, and he'll be like, "Yeah, sure. Let me save my game first." I sort of accept whatever the fandom wants him to be in the moment, no matter what it is. The fact that he's the third smartest at Wammy's tells me that he's an effortlessly smart guy. Maybe he's good at memorization and can visually remember the answers to test questions without having to study that hard (like how I was at school, lol). Maybe not come up with the answer on the spot, but if you put something in front of him, he could go, "Oh, right," and correctly answer it. He has a little characterization in the manga, but I only just recently finished reading it, his scenes included. He really only seems to be part of the Kira case to help Mello and that's it. He doesn't seem too interested in the case itself, but Mello asked for his help, and he said, "Sure, dude. I'll try." Thus, it's why we see him gripe about how much work Mello's making him do, getting sidetracked by how cute Misa is, and speculating whether or not Mogi's her boyfriend, lol. Just a chill dude overall.

His chillness makes me think that ordinarily he'd keep to himself. Probably not to the extent that Near does, but if left alone, he is more than happy staying alone. He minds his own business, thus why he doesn't dissuade Mello from his rivalry or stop him from leaving Wammy's House (not that anyone could stop Mello from doing anything). But if someone extends an invitation, he'll accept it and try his best.

Also, "Mail" is pronounced "Mile." According to the Wiki, the katakana is written as "ma-i-ru." If it was "mail," it would be "me-i-ru" or "me--ru" I believe (henh, the his name would be close to Mel). Correct me if I'm wrong, but it's "mile" for me, and it ain't changin'.

Near

The first phrase I think of whenever I think of Near is "little shit~." XD I say that in an entirely affectionate way of course. Although, that "little shit" attitude only comes out when he's actively engaged with someone else. Not necessarily hostile, but definitely a little condescending, and it's very easy for him to rub people the wrong way. Perhaps he knows he has this effect on people, either intentionally or not, and this is why he keeps to himself and declines invitations to hang out? He probably doesn't even like being around people (he judges people very harshly in the manga). Maybe even mildly misanthropic. He might resent that he's co-dependent and has to rely on people on the daily when he gets older and leaves Wammy's House.

The reason he has the best grades at Wammy's is because he can fully focus on the tests and assignments he takes and doesn't make many technical mistakes. Makes me wonder if he's a slow test taker or exactly a mid-speed test taker? Or maybe he's effortlessly fast? Then, Mello wants to be fast, too, and that causes Mello to make more mistakes due to rushing when he could probably get better grades if he took his time?

It's very hard for me to talk about Near without bringing Mello into the picture. Their rivalry is such a focal point with their characters in the story. The rivalry is almost completely one sided in my opinion, but Near probably encourages it because he thinks Mello needs that goal. So, every once in a while, he'll make remark or do something that will purposely annoy Mello, reigniting that fire under his ass to make Near eat his dust. In the harsh judgment vein, he believes Mello's identity has been shaped around the competition and that he'd be lost without it. Kind of like how Near canonically becomes a bit despondent after the Kira case ends: taking the L mantle, but just going through the motions. Detective work doesn't seem like his passion; he was just groomed for it and is good at it. He'd be more than content to just lie around, making card castles and play single-player games all day. Maybe an occasional visit from respected company, but they'd better leave in a timely manner or be relatively unobtrusive, lol.

EDIT: Also worth mentioning, I have a ridiculous headcanon where Near has psychic powers in the anime. Thank the anime’s short hand in how he singles out Mikami as X-Kira by making his eyes glow and the room spin. I stand by that he blew up a guy’s head with his mind in the Re:Light special. Hey, if Beyond Birthday being born with shinigami eyes is canon, why not humans with psychic powers? Wammy’s is good at finding these eccentricities~.

Mello and Near's Tactics

I really do love how the narrative intention seemed to be that after Light defeated L, L was essentially split into two people with those two extremes amplified to 11. It creates a pincer attack around Light: Mello aggressively hitting the Task Force from the outside, putting traumatic emotional stress on them, and Near poking and prodding away from the inside trying to gradually create a mutiny against Light while acting like he's working alongside them. Mello brings the fear and pressure (and suspense in that he's just floating around doing who knows what after the raid), and Near seeds the doubt and inner unrest. When mashed together, they wouldn't make L exactly, but a being/team more effective and terrifying than L (surpass him together, indeed). Lord help their Watari, lol.

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I suppose those are my thoughts on the main three in a decently sized nutshell. Feel free to say I'm wrong or unfounded. I'm no expert with these characters, so hopefully my headcanons and interpretations don't piss anyone off too much. ^__^

[icanseethefuture333]

Hello, how are you? I hope that everything is doing ok and life is treating you well.

I saw the reading that you did on Felix and Chan’s relationship and thought it was actually really accurate (despite how quickly it escalated towards the end). Both Felix and Chan, but especially Chan, have always given me the vibe of people who work really hard and play really hard too. Anyway, I was wondering if you could do the same friendship reading for Minho and Jisung , who are also in skz? I feel like their dynamic would either be really similar to Chan and Felix’s or wildly different lol.

Thank you for saying that :)! I actually got curious the other day wondering if that type of dynamic was going on with the other members and I heard Han say "Eww" first, so he might not be into that sort of thing but we can see LOL 😂!

What does Lee Know think of Han?:

I heard "I don't think about him. Why would I think of him? Ask me about what I think of myself instead 😏😌🙄." (💀) Minho doesn't like to get all sentimental about his friends. He finds it embarrassing, but if he had to be honest. Minho thinks Jisung is someone who is prosperous and emotionally abundant. "He has a lot of love to give." Minho believes that Jisung shows great care to his friends but could neglect to do it for himself. Jisung could also push Minho towards his limits. He could find him annoying and pushes his buttons sometimes. I also think Minho is grateful for Jisung for providing him with financial wealth and the strength to keep going when working. (Clarified by Princess of Swords). Minho thinks Jisung is a chatterbox and it's too much for him to deal with on a daily basis 💀. He could tell him to go away when he doesn't feel like talking but when they do talk they are the most talkative people in the room.

What does Han think of Lee Know?:

"MY WIFE :D!" So if anyone had a work wife or work husband, it'd be these two lol. Jisung considers Minho like family. They could have had similar upbringings as well or like to bring each other around their own families. Jisung thinks Minho is a tsundere. He is affectionate with him sometimes and other times he hates him 😂. Jisung likes to annoy him and pretend he's gonna give him kisses but when Minho matches his energy he gets grossed out 😭. (Clarified by Temperance) I think Han finds Lee Know's patience and kindness admirable. Despite his sarcasm and witty sense of humor, Minho can be a softie deep down. Jisung finds Minho someone he can look up to and is appreciative of his wisdom. He also thinks he's very forgiving? Perhaps, Han did something to hurt his feelings or his behavior stresses him and the other members out? Minho gave him the chance to prove himself to become a better person and Jisung is glad he did that because he wouldn't know where he'd better today without it.

What's the dynamic between Han & Lee Know?:

I heard them both say "ewwww 🤢" so the answer to your question on if they like to "share" is no, anon lol. Although... There is is something else going on... They do not wish me to disclose it, so out of respect I'm not gonna say anything and let you guys speculate on what it could be 😂.

Anyways, they are both risk takers and like to travel together. They could like try new restaurants together or watch a movie no one really talks about. They like to explore their options and see what the world has to offer them. They could also enjoy being at home together and just watching TV.

Overall, in their dynamic, quality time seems to be a big theme in here in their friendship. I think the company pushes them into doing fanservice and it makes things awkward for them? So that could explain the push and pull between them.

[sublime-beyond-loss]

My Thoughts On Having Run The ‘Keeping The Narrator Company’ Livestream

As we enter the final days of the livestream, which you can find here: https://www.youtube.com/user/MyLittleCoward09/videos

I wanted to put some of my thoughts down for posterity. I was going to wait until the last day or so of the stream to post this, but I don't have any faith in my PS4 to hold out so I figured it was best to get this out now, just in case. This is going to be a long post so TLDR: That Ultra Can Deluxe.

What was the actual point of this stream? Why did I do something so odd and pretty dang unwise? Well, to get it, you kinda have to actually like the Narrator as a character, which a lot of people don't. I've seen so many people go along with the initial joke and skip button him into oblivion without picking up on the existential horror of it at all, and others do it intentionally because they just don't like him. For me, I was troubled by the way the game forces you to go through with it, so I thought, why not commit to doing the opposite for awhile? 

When you pull back the jokes and all of the existential dread talk, I think, at the end of the day, this stream was meant to bring some small sense of hope to an incredibly bleak part of this silly game. I don't believe that's consciously why I started it, but that is what it ended as. I did originally start this largely as a joke when I needed to go into quarantine after I caught a certain virus, despite being fully vaxxed, but then the existential dread kicked in and I tried to embrace that as an experiment.

As I ruminated on some things, as was bound to happen while doing this, I came to understand more and more why this scene got to me in the way that it did. As it so often does, The Stanley Parable tends to mockingly hold a mirror up to your face, and I saw so much of myself in this scene. I hated that there was nothing I could do to stop the self-destruction brought about by insecurity, couched in humor and exaggerated ego, until it was not, which I immediately picked up on the first time I played this scene, long before it started to spiral out of control into pure horror. 

I struggle with criticism and parsing out what is valid criticism and what is just someone being flippant in their critique, and I speak of this both from the perspective of a writer and just as a person. I've done an incredible amount of harm to myself trying to please others and so often at the expense of myself. I'm still working on undoing all of that damage and learning how to just be me without the shame others instilled in me. So, yeah, I find the whole thing a bit relatable.

It was a bit of a gut punch that the game forces you to partake in this character's self-destructive insecurities and that there's nothing you can do about it, because let's face it, absolutely no one was going to avoid pushing forward in this game they just bought, no matter how hard the game tries to make you feel bad about it. There's a million different ways to interpret how this scene ends for the Narrator and what the epilogue implies for him too, but I won't get into any of it or else we'd be here forever. In the end, I decided that I was going to shake my fist in defiance of the whole thing for a little while, even if it was always going to be in vain. 

That's not to say I hate the skip button scene, not at all. I think it's one of the best pieces of writing to come out of the The Stanley Parable, and I wouldn't have put my PS4 at risk otherwise, but I do dislike the inescapable hopelessness of it. So I made my own hope. Aggressive compassion and silliness in the face of a cruel and unyielding outcome. Hell, if you really want to get meta with it, I even gave the version of the Narrator who wanted me to be consumed by this mentality the peace of mind he so badly needed lol.

I've been in a deep depression for awhile now, and as stupid as it sounds, this game really helped to pull me out of it for the time being. I laughed and had fun and it had been so long since anything made me feel so happy. And then, shortly after that, it became one of those autistic hyperfixations of mine, and as any autistic person can tell you, there is nothing that feels quite so good as having a new obsessive interest to completely engulf yourself in. It has been a very, very long time since this has happened for me, probably well over a decade at this point. I think this stream was a way for me to hold on to this feeling for a little while longer and have a great time with it before it passes. It has become such a rare and fleeting thing for me now and this may very well be the last time I experience it.

Aside from that, this stream was a way for me to express myself and put myself out there after having been so withdrawn for so long. It was a way for me to be my weird, wonderful self with a devil-may-care attitude and with no shame involved, despite the occasional self-deprecating humor. Most would consider this a stupid, tedious, pointless thing to do, but I had fun, and that's all that matters in the end. I fully expected this stream to just be me with the occasional person popping in to tell me what an idiot I am, so I never expected that it would gain a bunch of regulars who understood what the stream was meant to represent. Thanks for helping me keep the Narrator company.

[mediocredoots]

i was tagged by: @selkymaiden thank you chu~

i tag: @swordmaid @flowerzages @rruhos7 @asuraid @saiikavon @hopefulstarfire or @ anyone who wants to can steal it from me.

OC TAG GAME

✨ favorite oc ✨

This one's hard to answer because I have favorites for different reasons but not all of them good. Like Akira is a favorite because he's genuinely messed up in the head and everything he does is a product of that missing link he has. Haru however is my favorite because I love to draw him in his god mode and use pinks & other bright colors.

runner up: Ren, Mitsuki, Cassian, Maya, Alistar, Huang fu

⏳ oldest oc ⏳

I think Haru is my oldest oc out of all of my 237484934 million ocs. He was originally a girl and was a sailor moon oc lol. Over the years I separated him from that world and made him a new one but he's clearly got a lot of magical girl inspo that mostly pull not only from sailor moon but cutey honey too.

❣️newest oc❣️

Technically my little Minotaur girl is the newest OC of mine but since I haven't really thought of her much or fleshed her out it would actually be Amir. I don't know a whole lot about werewolf lore but I thought it'd be interesting to have a black werewolf pack/friend group in the rpc I was in.

runner up: Callahan, Hua Liang, Ying Tao, Theo

💥 meanest oc 💥

Depends on what we consider mean. Vince, Ren, Kaze, Axel and many more are mean sometimes even without being provoked. Like very rude and dickish. But on terms on who's the meanest cuz their morality differs it would probably be Lucien. He'll happily screw someone over with a smile on his face even if it ruins their life.

runner up: Hua Liang, Alistar, Roxanne

💘 softest oc 💘

Haru again! lol he is just a very positive ball of light literally and figuratively. He's very kind & patient who always sees the good in everyone. He's the type of guy you'd feel comfortable around because he'd make it a safe space.

runner up: Victoria, Maya

☢️ most aloof/standoffish ☢️

Probably Alistar. He is a very no nonsense kind of guy but he does have a minuscule sense of humor in him it's just super dry. He has a resting bitch face that repels most people away and he likes it that way. He speaks pretty coldly, direct, one word sentences to get his point across.

runner up: Kagami, Fubuki, Akira when he's not "performing", Helios, Tenjou

🎉 dumbest oc 🎉

Toss up between Ren and Flynn. Rocks for brains. One's an ex yakuza heir the other is a werewolf that was turned from a bite yet both of them would eat raw chicken because they don't know how to cook it.

runner up: Kaze, Ying Tao

✔️ smartest oc ✔️

Akira all the way. I'm just too much of a dumbass to write him. He's supposed to be very calculating, conniving, and know all there is about human/criminal psychology since it's what he went to school for to learn why he was the way he is.

runner up: Tenjou, Hua Liang, Victoria, Mitsuki, Vincent, Kagami

👼 ocs i’d be friends with 👼

Oh man I would love to be friends with Amir. He'd be so goddamn fun and chill to be with. We could road trip together in his van and just be one with nature. The only bad thing is having to make sure to stay far far FAR away from him every month of the full moon lol. Other than that we'd have so much fucking fun.

[fukia]

Random Skullgirls [Crack]Headcanons

Black Dahlia used to be interested in dance, especially tango, before her injuries.

Valentine actually likes to banter with most of the people she has beef with, she values them to some extent due to what she had lost.

Valentine secretly talks to the body in her body-bag as a way of thinking out loud, and because she’s cripplingly lonely.

Painwheel when not in a state of animalistic rage can be a real clever snark and roast[er] - when she dishes it out, it is brutal.

The Skullheart is drawn to certain personalities, namely the possessive strong girlboss types.

Double has more than once tried to undergo mitosis and all times it has ended in disaster. Double doesn’t actually like being called Double, but that’s what everyone calls it when it’s not Agatha, so it kinda just had to deal.

Double does indeed have a constantly fluctuating set of likes and dislikes, but it can voluntarily ‘turn them on and off,’ most often leaving it off.

Filia experiments in cooking but isn’t having the best time with it because whenever she turns around, Samson eats her ingredients.

Samson at some point did fall in love with Delilah but had to repressed these thoughts.

Delilah cared for Samson but not to the intimate extent Filia does. She could’ve at some point but she’d gone and died lol.

Peacock is actually an impressive debater, she can be real articulate if she ever felt like it.

Fortune speaks or understands multiple languages in various extents of fluency, a couple being Feral languages, another being Vietnamese. Parasoul and Valentine are on similar levels of social awkwardness when it comes to genuine romance.

Dahlia and Fukua both have masochistic tendencies and so really enjoy fighting one-another just for fun.

Shamone is a woman because Brain Drain took the souls of two women to make Fukua. Not joking.

Fukua doesn’t normally speak a lot and prefers to emote with her body or facial expression.

Valentine, Annie, Parasoul, Dahlia, and Fukua more than once have had a Girls’ Night Out a la TTG Girls’ Night Out & Lucifer S2E4 where they partied hard, got wasted, and fought side-by-side in multiple bar fights. Valentine is the saddest drunk, Parasoul the wildest, Annie the angriest, Fukua the flirtiest. Dahlia barely even gets drunk and often leaves to do some minor jerkassery and return with shit she got from committing petty theft. Parasoul and Annie both had to don unconvincing disguises to hide their identities, Dahlia too depending on where they go. Fukua and Valentine have had multiple heart-to-heart girl talks about family, friendships, and relationships.

Fukua prefers cats over dogs. Christmas was a little uptight, hence Valentine’s beef with her, besides their whole leadership rivalry thing. Valentine and Hallow enjoyed pulling pranks on Christmas, with the latter taking it too far (in the absurd sense) at times.

Easter was the heart of the group, she brought the most protective loving and especially healing energy.

Squigly has an interest in juvenile and grossout humor which she keeps to herself because of how she was raised.

Leviathan also enjoys dancing. All types but especially the waltz (of course), tutting, and break dancing. He wishes he had regular limbs for that last one.

Fortune has a soft spot for baby animals and young children.

You know what? I might make more of these.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

Hi there! I found your blog through your Joe Iconis posts, especially the ones for the Christmas extravaganza and I saw you sharing lore about it. Could I maybe inquire more about Mr. Macabee? Love all the clips of him, but I never quiet got his role and I wanna know more. (Also if you don‘t do that anymore, that‘s absolutely fine, have a nice day!)

oh it's excellent to get asks about posts that are at that ideal nexus of Very Specific (and probably niche enough that there's not the broadest pool of ppl it's already relevant to) and Especially Enthused, thank you! even if my response to such asks is a [shrug] in 500k words, it's fun, and hopefully there's any reward for having asked lol

here, unfortunately, it's Not an alignment of "enthusiastic nicheposting" and "my being someone who's ever actually seen the christmas extravaganza" lol....but somewhat extensive digging for posts about it does end up yielding some patterns / more of a sense of some things. but by no means do i even get the idea i know about like, the majority of the show, and all i know is secondhand and with plenty of just like, my inferences / how i understand/piece things together

i think the most Direct Commentary from people in the know is that, no new info here really, the precise phrasing "the old-timey barkeep" is used often enough across various sources that i think he Must be somehow introduced/described using those words in the show itself lol. and then there was the surprise moment in a relatively recent interview w/will roland where it's like, ooh getting more information about also elusively lore'd character jimmy armstrong? then on the edge of my seat about his saying his Interpretation involved building on a prior role of his, and absolutely not expecting him saying it was mister macabee, but delighted by it lol. and his describing mister macabee as sort of the spirit guide of the christmas show is maybe the one specific description of mister macabee which is from outside the show that i know of. certainly illuminating as a kind of reference point for all his material, i think

like, i know that the Plot in the christmas extravaganza is one where like, the whole event Exists as a show within its own show, with joe iconis as a character, and the audience, and then lots of other entirely constructed characters but also actors/performers sometimes showing up as Themselves(tm) in an at all humorously fictionalized kind of way, same as joe....so, i think mister macabee is Ostensibly a feature of [wherever the show is being held], like, he's "really" keeping a bar out here, supposedly the same as joe is really putting on this show and the audience is really attending it. and then i imagine he Just So Happens (Or Does He??? what if it's a magical christmas alignment. re: his being a Guide who's somewhat Outside the rest of what's happening, but intervening with a purpose) to keep helping the show along lol.

definitely know he does get involved with the show at various points, and seems to be one of the roles who is Always Around, off to the side or wandering around as the cast will do, or at least around often enough that the actor doesn't play multiple roles in any given show where they're mister macabee. like, he famously takes over the "here comes santa claus (super sexy edition)" sequence, will always be summoned by mister chestnut into his titular christmas medley, despite mister macabee not even knowing the lyrics (he does), being involved in the hard candy christmas sequence as well....with an unshakeable earnestness & self-assurance that he passes along to others and makes it so that, even only knowing so much about the role, i would pull his picture out of my wallet like "mister macabee what should i do" in any given situation. guiding continues

(also, it does Not clarify things, but that there's also this like, alternate? copy? evil (probably not)? mister macabee role played by some other actor, seems to be a pretty minor part though.)

so, what i know about mister macabee's role is: a bartender at whatever establishment is hosting the xmas show, a prominent part that's around too consistently for the actor to play other parts, sure seems to actively be always Helping the xmas show proceed via various manners of participation in it, a funny little christmas extravaganza friend who knows what he's all about.

[singswan-springswan]

Admittedly I do not know any of your OCs but here's our chance to fix that!! 7, 9, 17, 21, and 32 for whichever two of them sound like the most fun to talk about!

asdfghjkl okay cool cool so I'll go with two from my favorite og work called Giant Flying Lizard Thing. Laura and Kaixon are long-lost dragon shapeshifter siblings

7. What fictional character do you think most influenced them, or is most like them (intentionally or not)?

Laura is actually pretty original. she's very dry and closed off and at face value her personality is almost apathetic and I've often struggled with her characterization because I haven't encountered many good references in the media I typically consume. I can't think of a character off the top of my head that really inspired her. That being said, the whole story did start out as a parody to the Mark of the Dragonfly book that I read a loooong time ago (10/10 would recommend, though it is geared towards young audiences) which has dragon-shapeshifter adjacents.

Kaixon is on the other end of the scale. He's super jaded, but he runs it through with chaotic humor and unhinged criminal activity. He's got a good heart but like. you know. it's buried under about fifteen layers of trauma, self-hate, pessimism, loneliness, etc. Think Kanan pre-Hera. Kanan wasn't a base for his character, however, which is ironic because the more I think about it the more similarities I can point out. I did make Kaixon before I even knew Kanan existed okay I swear. Kaixon was probably more inspired by guys like Keefe Sencen from KOTLC or Han Solo.

9. Pick a quote from Avatar: The Last Airbender that describes them.

Oh shoot this is a hard one. give me a second while I pull up a list of atla quotes.

okay here's Laura's: “Step aside, filth.” —Zuko, Episode 1.15, “Bato of the Water Tribe” She's not super creative, but when she does express emotion it's very intense and often violent. This quote is blunt and to the point, and quite possibly the most generous warning she could ever give the scum bag she's about to beat up. Usually she just jumps them (Shane is proud of her for using her words).

This one is for Kaixon: “You sound like my nephew, always thinking you need to do things on your own without anyone’s support. There is nothing wrong with letting the people who love you help you.” —Iroh, Episode 2.08, “The Chase” He's very non-trusting and pushes people away every chance he gets. While it's kind of a thing to be a lone gunslinger in his career as a professional criminal, he has accumulated a few close friends against his better judgement, which he seemed frustratingly unaware of.

17. How healthy are their familial relationships?

HAHAHAHA oh boy

So everything was great at the start of course. Kaixon ("Drayce" at the time. he changed his name when he became a bounty hunter) was Laura's beloved protective older brother and everyone doted on her because she was baby and cute and full of life. then their parents were brutally murdered by slavers and they were separated and they both assumed the other was dead. Eventually Laura was adopted much later by a really nice lil family clan who were very accommodating of her traumatic past and triggers. they help her feel like a person again which is super great we love to see it. She does have a bit of a rivalry with her adoptive cousin Hally but only because Hally is super competitive and Laura totally forgot how to be nice. Kaixon never got adopted lol read: doesn't trust anyone. by the time his parents were killed he was old enough to make it on his own so he never put much effort into finding new people. He does get forcefully adopted by a few of his friends, but they're not super consistent relationships because he forces himself to work alone most of the time. They're trying. it's okay, it'll work out eventually.

21. What is their love language?

Laura expresses love by committing acts of service. This stems a lot from her sense of inadequacy, and growing up in a system of merit where she was rewarded or punished based on the quality of her performance. While she knows in her head that the people who love her would never hold her to the standards she was conditioned with in her formative years, it's knee-jerk instinct at this point. She always wants to prove that she's a valuable asset. On the flip side, she feels love by spending quality time with her family. Her family and the people she values most are what she hoards as a dragon cryptid, so being near them and spending time with them and doing fun things with them and knowing they're safe makes her feel really happy and fulfilled.

Kaixon is also a mix of the two. He won't go out of his way to spend time with people he loves since it's habit for him to isolate himself, but he deeply appreciates surprise visits from his friends (especially that friend if you know what I mean 😉). He uses his actions to show he cares about something or someone. no feat is too small. this boy will go above and beyond to any length necessary to prove his devotion and commitment. He'll do anything. seriously he will do anything <3

32. Rate on a scale of 1 to 10 how likely they are to commit a crime.

Okay this is funny. First of all, I need to establish that the government in this story is hella corrupt so a lot of the actual good things are considered crimes and a lot of the bad things are fully legal (read: active slave trade).

Laura is suuuuper unhinged and has poor impulse control especially when it comes to Shane. She has definitely eaten people for insulting him before. no one touch her precious little sunshine man. Also she's just super opinionated, and because she's not human she has a few physical advantages over most public offenders and is a lot more likely to get away with doing illegal stuff. I'll give her a 6/10.

Kaixon is the most wanted man in the kingdom. Doing crimes is literally his profession. 10/10.

Thank you super duper much @kanerallels for the ask! I always love going off about my oc babies my children my beloved muffins! They are so dear to me and I will NEVER tire of talking about them! I hope you enjoyed Laura and Kaixon feel free to keep the asks coming

[pineappleciders]

hii could I request a omori matchup? I'm pan so any gender is fine

personality - intp, I'm very introverted in public, i don't like starting conversations (unless i really have to) and i struggle with anxiety so often i overthink my interactions. Get to know me and I'm extroverted, airheaded and clumsy, eccentric, and pretty corny. I enjoy making jokes (dad jokes r my fav) or oddly sexual ones bc i can be a big flirt. I'm a therapist friend, always listening and giving advice. I'm a very blunt person, like if you need the truth, it's coming to you. I'm childish- but also a motherlike/responsible person when I need to be! i'm forgetful though, so don't ever ask me to remember something for ya. I'm not organized nor do I ever do my work on time, I wait until the last minute to do anything! I have moodswings and some unhealthy mental thoughts, so sometimes i can't control my emotions and isolate myself from others. I just need alone time for awhile and then I'm okay, but I try not to completely let it bother me (ah yes, I'm the type to bottle up emotions.).

physical des - I'm around 5'3, I have black/brownish hair? it's a mix shoulder length hair(Reaches alittle past my shoulder) it's always straightened even though it's naturally curly! I have a mole under my left eye, if you look hard enough lol and I have a septum piercing! I'm kind of curvy too so theres that :P

fun facts!

ironic but my nickname is mari ( my friends call me that) and I actually play the piano , i'm able to play final duet <3

I love dressing in alternative/gothic fashion. I love any emo/goth style such as scene emo or mall goth the most

I love kel and aubrey- out of the group. Spaceboyfriend or Pluto were my favorites from the game

I have a low social battery, specially when I'm in school or public places ( I love talking so much I rant for hours on end about anime) so it's weird to others how quick my talktiveness changes

tysm take ur time and make sure to take care!!

A/N: THIS FONT IS VERY SMALL AND I AM BLIND SO IM SORRY IF I MISREAD ANYTHING!!

I MATCH YOU WITH...

SUNNY!!!!

first few meetings, it's kind of difficult for you two to talk to each other

neither of you like starting a conversation or speaking much, so when you talk it's really only in response to someone or one of you blurts something out and it starts convo

SUNNY has an attraction to you. i mean like he just feels drawn to you, and feels safe like he can kind of be himself around you

as you open up to each other, he acts unimpressed sometimes but he really enjoys your silly personality

SUNNY doesn't emote much but he has a great sense of humor. honestly he laughs at your dad jokes (not because they're funny but because they suck)

if you pull any flirty stuff on him, he'd be really lost. he's still kind of stuck in the OMORI mindset, so in his head he thinks he's completely unaffected and deadpanning.

but irl he's sweating and red, and gets super shy

SUNNY is someone who likes to live outside of reality. he doesn't want to face truth, but as he recovers from his past post-good ending, your bluntness could actually help him come back to reality instead of hiding in his mind

you remind him of KEL, to an extent. kinda goofy, clumsy, sometimes air-headed. but he likes that about you. your personalities clash in some way, but they also are very similar.

SUNNY relates to isolation and bottling up emotions until they pop. i think you two would do therapeutic things together, as you both have some things that you want to work out, so why not together? :)

if you do want to be alone though, he understands. he does the same thing too, and you guys respect each others boundaries while still helping the other take a step outside their comfort zone

years into the future, i think it would help SUNNY if you two were to play the final duet together

after all, he does see some of MARI in you, and (assuming you met after the incident) he knows that she would've loved you dearly. it would probably take a lot of healing, but you'll get there together

SUNNY also really likes alternative fashion, but he never really had the money, thought, or time to get into it

so it'll be super cool for him if you lend him some of your clothes or if you two went shopping!! he thinks you both look sick as fuck

he's quick to notice if you're burning out socially, and will get you two out of there asap (he also has a low social battery, but not when it comes to his friends)

he likes hearing you talk about stuff you like. he's a great listener, and he's sure to let you know you aren't annoying him or anything like that. he also has a lot of stuff he wants to rant about, but it'll probably take time for him to open up

[cha-melodius]

38 - "Everyone thinks we’re already dating, but we’re just best friends- oh wait" for napollya? if that sounds as fun to you as it does to me? :D

(It's been more than three months, but I am still writing these lol! Thank you for the prompt, anon! It just seemed ripe for an outside observer, so you get a brand new OC. It actually switches between an outsider POV and Napoleon POV, and runs just under 5k. I hope you enjoy it!)

That's What Other People Do

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“McHenry! My office!” her boss calls out, his voice carrying easily across the desks that fill this corner of the Federal Building’s 14th floor.

Robin sighs and grabs her glasses from where she’d thrown them amongst the files littering her desk in a fit of pique. The summons could feasibly be about anything, but she has no doubt that Wilston wants an update on the Case From Hell. Good thing she has absolutely nothing new to report. If this goes on too much longer he’ll pull it from her, and then she’ll have to endure idiotic comments from the Andys about how it was too much for her to handle and maybe she’d like to return to the secretarial pool. Never mind that she has a PhD and didn’t come out of the secretarial pool to begin with.

Right. Just get this over with, and she can go back to pouring through shipping manifests for clues that don’t exist.

Wilston waves at her to close the door when she gets into his office, which isn’t a good sign. Then again he’s perfectly happy to chew people out at maximum volume with it open, so it’s hard to guess what might happen.

“About the Caraglio case,” he starts, predictably.

“I have a good feeling about this batch of manifests, sir,” Robin jumps in, trying to come up with a way to make a whole lot of nothing sound exciting. “There’s a company—”

“This is a lot bigger than White Collar Division,” Wilston continues, as if he hadn’t heard her at all. “I just got off the phone with UNCLE.”

“Sorry, uncle who?”

“Not a who,” he grunts. “United Network Command for Law Enforcement. Don’t worry,” he adds, with something that she’d think was humor if she didn’t know better, “I’d never heard of them until ten minutes ago. They’re a multinational intelligence agency.”

Robin blinks at him, utterly confused. “What, like Interpol?”

“To be honest with you, I was not read in to the details,” Wilston says, sounding unmistakably disgruntled about that fact. “But yes and no. They’re made up of agents with official designations from their home intelligence orgs, all working together. Apparently the most recent print that showed up has ties to a case they’ve been working.”

“So they’re taking my case? Can they do that?” Robin asks as a heavy, cold weight settles in her gut.

“No,” he answers firmly. “They want to collaborate. You’re going to be working with two of their best agents, I’m told. Agent Illya Kuryakin, KGB,”—Robin’s brain stutters to a halt at this, but her shock is somehow quickly outdone as Wilston continues—“and Agent Napoleon Solo, CIA.”

For a long moment, Robin just gapes at him, waiting for the other shoe to drop, or for Wilston to explain that it’s all a joke. Which is absurd, given her boss’s aforementioned lack of a sense of humor. “Let me get this straight: you’re trying to tell me that I’m supposed to work with an actual KGB agent and one of the most prolific art thieves in the past twenty years?”

Most people, even in White Collar Division, might not have recognized the name, but Robin is well aware of who Napoleon Solo is. How could she not, when he was the one who’d stolen the print she’d been studying in Florence, while she was in the middle of studying it? She had her own suspicions that he’s still active, even, though on a much smaller scale. She hadn’t brought it to Wilston or anyone else because she wasn’t sure yet, but she was working up to it. And now, this.

“He’s on some kind of work release with the CIA. Has been for ten years,” Wilston says dismissively, ignoring the whole KGB thing entirely.

“Last I heard we’re still in a cold war. Does Counter Intelligence know about this?”

“No. No one except you, me, and the Director. And it stays that way, is that clear? No one else can know anything about this operation. If anyone asks, you’re no longer working the case.”

“But sir—”

“Is that clear, McHenry?” he repeats forcefully.

Robin swallows hard and nods.

~~~

They find their new FBI contact chain smoking under a bridge, staring out at the Hudson.

“I think she might smoke the whole pack if we do not go soon, Cowboy,” Illya remarks, his voice pitched low.

They’ve been watching her for the last five minutes. Not because they’re worried about the meet, or intentionally trying to psych her out, but because you learn a lot watching someone who’s waiting for you. Like how Agent Robin McHenry was apparently a woman. Napoleon’s pretty sure there aren’t very many of them in the FBI’s White Collar Division, and wonders how she managed to get looped onto this case. She doesn’t look particularly young or particularly old, but it’s a little hard to tell at this distance. As they watch, she shakes another cigarette out of the pack and uses the smoldering remnants of her previous one to light it before she flicks the butt off into the river.

“Think she’s nervous?” Napoleon guesses.

Illya hums uncertainly. “Maybe. How much did they tell her about us?”

“Dunno. One way to find out, though.”

She clocks them pretty quickly as they approach, by the way her shoulders tense, though she doesn’t turn to look at them until they’re standing right next to her. Up close, her brown hair is shot through with the occasional streak of grey, but the lack of lines on her face suggests that they’re premature, and also that she doesn’t care about her appearance enough to dye it. She’s wearing a sensible, if poorly tailored, grey pants suit, which is pretty much what Napoleon would expect from a Fed.

“Agent McHenry?” he says mildly, extending a hand toward her.

McHenry stares down at it for a minute with an expression that borders on disdain, then takes another drag on her cigarette. “It’s doctor.”

“What?” “It’s Dr. McHenry,” she says. “The ‘Doctor’ supersedes ‘Agent’.”

Napoleon blinks at her. She still hasn’t taken his hand, so he drops it and tucks it into his pocket. “Ok,” he replies gamely. “Well, Dr. McHenry, this is Agent Kuryakin, and I’m Agent—”

“I know who you are,” she interrupts. “Quite familiar with your mug shot.”

“Ah,” Napoleon says, his smile going tight.

“You stole a Marcantonio print I was studying.”

“Sorry?” “In Florence. 1953,” she explains. She briefly stares at the shrinking butt of her cigarette as if trying to decide whether to light another. “I was analyzing it for my research, and overnight it disappeared. That theft was attributed to you. You stole it.”

Napoleon remembers that job. It had been a pretty easy one; the archive’s security had been next to nonexistent. He’d stolen some other stuff too, made a tidy sum, then had thoroughly enjoyed himself on the Amalfi coast for a month. He clears his throat and carefully replies, “Allegedly. That was never proven. But if I had stolen it, and that disrupted your studies, then I would be sorry about that. Hypothetically, that is.”

McHenry snorts in what almost seems to be amusement, then turns her piercing gaze on Illya, who’s been watching the whole exchange. Napoleon can see that he’s certainly amused, and will no doubt be giving Napoleon endless shit about it later, though to anyone else his face looks as stony as ever.

“You’re actually a KGB agent,” McHenry prompts, not quite a question, as she squints up at him.

Illya quirks an eyebrow at her. “Last time I checked.”

“How do I know this isn’t part of some elaborate plot to infiltrate the FBI?”

“If I wanted to infiltrate FBI, I would not start with White Collar,” Illya returns coolly, which is probably not the best tack to take. Napoleon watches as McHenry’s lips narrow into a hard line.

“What Peril here means to say is that we’ve no interest in the FBI, specifically. We may officially be KGB and CIA, but our mandate and orders come from UNCLE, which has no interest in governments squabbling with each other,” Napoleon tells her. “We’ve been partners for the past two years. Surely that must mean something.”

“This, coming from a convicted art thief,” she says, clearly unconvinced, but now eyeing them with some other evaluating look that he can’t quite interpret.

Not for the first time, Napoleon wishes Gaby was around for this one. Something tells him that their third partner would have a better chance of gaining the trust of the FBI agent, but she’d gone off to London following a tenuous but time-sensitive lead on a different case, so they’d have to get by without her.

“Look, you’re obviously a deeply mistrustful person, and I respect that,” Napoleon sighs. “But can we please move past this and get to the saving the world part? Those missile plans aren’t going to find themselves.”

That, at least, breaks through the defensive exterior; McHenry’s eyes go wide and her mouth falls open for a moment before she tries to collect herself. “What do you mean, missile plans?”

~~~

Solo and Kuryakin aren’t anything like she expected.

On the surface, the two of them seem like they’d never work as partners, beyond the obvious problem that they’re supposed to be on different sides of the Cold War. Solo talks, a lot, all smooth charm and winning smiles. She can see why it took the authorities so long to nail him down, because the man can probably talk his way out of nearly anything. Kuryakin, though, is the icy, silent type, at least at first. Not that he ever really relaxes fully, but after a couple of days his constant guard lowers a bit. Still, she’s not sure she’d have ever come around to trusting him if she hadn’t seen him when he’s around Solo.

Two days after their first contact by the river, Robin is supposed to meet them at a diner in Hoboken. Why here, she has no idea, and she doesn’t ask. She’s quickly learned that, although they’re pretty open when it comes to the case itself, any other questions about UNCLE or their histories is shut down quickly. When she arrives, she’s surprised to see Kuryakin sitting alone in a booth and no sign of Solo anywhere nearby. He looks up as she slides in opposite him and offers a nod of acknowledgement, but nothing else.

“Where’s Solo?” she asks, grabbing the menu just for something to do. She doesn’t assume they’re actually eating.

“Late,” Kuryakin grunts, somehow encapsulating fondness and exasperation in the single syllable. It’s a tone she’s become familiar with over the past two days.

A waitress stops by, and Kuryakin surprises her again by ordering the almost painfully American combination of a cheeseburger, fries, and a strawberry milkshake. She hasn’t actually looked at the menu, but she stammers out an order for a tuna melt and a coke, and wonders what the hell is actually going on today.

Solo, it turns out, is very late, but Kuryakin gives her an update on their progress; they’d checked out several of the shipping companies she’d suspected of being the transport for the forged—and apparently secretly encoded—Caraglio prints, though without much success. The CIA agent still hasn’t arrived by the time their food does, and after hesitating a moment Robin digs in, because she’s actually pretty hungry. For his part, Kuryakin eats a few fries and drinks the milkshake, but the burger remains untouched.

The answer to that puzzle comes a few minutes later, when Solo finally slides into the booth next to him. Kuryakin wordlessly pushes the plate of food over to him, and Solo grabs the burger with no shortage of enthusiasm.

“You know me so well, Peril,” Solo says to him before taking a huge bite. He briefly looks, somewhat bizarrely, like a chipmunk.

“I know you are somehow always hungry,” Kuryakin returns. “And you get as excited about greasy diner food as gourmet restaurant.”

Solo swallows and grins broadly. “Sometimes there’s nothing better than greasy diner food. If I’m gonna have to go to Jersey for this mission, I might as well indulge. Gimme some of your milkshake, would you?”

Kuryakin lets out a put-upon sigh, but his mouth is unmistakably tugging up at the corners as he slides the half empty glass over toward his partner.

Robin chews slowly as she watches them continue to banter about the food as if she wasn’t there at all. Kuryakin stretches an arm out along the back of the booth behind Solo’s shoulders, and when Solo finally polishes off the burger he settles back against it, almost but not quite tucked against Kuryakin’s side, looking immensely satisfied.

“So did Peril bring you up to speed?” Solo asks her eventually, his eyebrows arcing upward with the question. It had taken her a bit to get used to the cutesy nicknames, but by now she can actually keep a straight face when Kuryakin calls him ‘Cowboy.’

“Yeah,” she answers with a bob of her head. “Sounds like not much has panned out, though?”

“That’s not entirely true anymore,” Solo says with a sly grin.

Kuryakin frowns. “What have you done, Cowboy?”

“I met up with an old contact of mine. That’s why I was late. Skittish guy. But if someone was going to know where the counterfeit Caraglios were coming in from, it would be him.”

“You went to a meeting without telling anyone?” Kuryakin hisses, his frown somehow getting even deeper.

“I was fine,” Solo insists. “I didn’t say anything because I knew you’d just overreact. Like you’re doing now. You worry too much, Peril.”

“I do not—”

“You got something from him, though?” Robin jumps in, before they can get any farther. “A lead?”

“I did,” Solo confirms, sitting forward again.

He quickly runs through what he’d learned, his words rapid with excitement at the—admittedly substantial—lead, and even Kuryakin eventually gets over his disgruntlement as they start talking about the next steps. For the first time in weeks, Robin feels like this case actually getting somewhere, which she has to reluctantly admit is down in large part to the fact that she’s working with an art thief. Her PhD advisor would have a heart attack if he knew, but they wouldn’t have gotten that lead without Solo’s contact.

The conversation falls into a lull as the waitress stops by with coffee, which Solo gratefully accepts before pointing back at Kuryakin and adding, “Oh, and he’ll have a slice of apple pie.”

“Cowboy—” he starts to protest.

“A la mode,” Solo finishes with a grin, ignoring him.

“You did not have to do that,” Kuryakin grumbles as she walks away.

Solo just grabs his cup of coffee and settles back against Kuryakin’s arm again, and this time Kuryakin’s hand slides onto his shoulder. It’s not that unusual a sight, really; she’s noticed that Kuryakin is fairly handsy around him. Nothing too overt, but here and there a hand pressed to Solo’s lower back, or resting on his knee. The kind of casual affection that makes her want to warn them to be more careful, which is stupid. Obviously they know better than anyone the danger of what they have. How could they not?

“But Peril,” Napoleon is saying, a teasing lilt to his words, “I consider it my solemn duty to make sure you’re hopelessly addicted to this disgustingly extravagant American lifestyle, so that you’d never dream of leaving us. Ordering you delicious pie is a burden, to be sure, but one I will happily bear.”

Robin can’t help but think, based on the impossibly soft way that Kuryakin is currently looking at him, that Solo doesn’t really need to try that hard.

~~~

Like these things so often do, once they have a substantial lead, the rest falls together pretty quickly. The tip from his contact had paid off, and if everything went well they’d soon be taking possession of the last of the forged Caraglio prints. The shipment isn’t due to arrive for another hour, but they still need to be watching in case something changes. The waiting around part of this job, Napoleon thinks, never gets any more fun.

They’ve already been there for several hours—Napoleon and Robin in a nondescript sedan while Illya is perched in a sniper’s nest on the top floor of a nearby building—so they’re starting to run out of conversational topics. It had been surprisingly easy to talk to Robin; once she’d gotten over the whole art thief thing, they had a decent amount in common. Napoleon’s pretty sure he’s never been able to have that in-depth of a discussion of early Italian Renaissance printmaking techniques with anyone, though that shouldn’t really be a surprise given her background. It was funny to think about how he’d very nearly run into her in Florence, all those years before, and how their paths had brought them here. He’d even ended up telling her about getting caught, and how he ended up working for the CIA.

“God, I’d love to convince you to switch to the FBI,” she sighs. “Someone with your expertise would be invaluable in White Collar Division.”

Napoleon laughs softly at that. “I appreciate the sentiment, but I think it’d be a cold day in Hell before art crimes would consider making a full agent of an art thief. Besides,” he adds as his gaze sweeps out the window to the building where he knows Illya sits, “I’m pretty happy where I am.”

He can feel Robin watching him, but he can’t quite pull his eyes away. Illya is probably up there in that weird meditative state he gets into, where he can just sit for hours and do nothing and not go insane out of boredom. 

“How long have you been together?” she asks after a stretch of silence.

“Oh, like I said, UNCLE’s been around for about two years now…” he starts, not really paying attention.

“No, I mean, like, the two of you. Together. Since the beginning?”

Napoleon’s face snaps toward her, then, and he can feel his jaw fall open but he can’t really seem to close it. “We’re not— that is— we’re not,” he manages eventually. “We’re just partners. Work partners. Best friends, now, I guess.”

“You guess?” Robin echoes, her brow creasing in confusion.

“Yeah, yeah. Yes,” Napoleon confirms, perhaps a little too vehemently. “He’s my best friend. That’s all.”

“Oh.”

“‘Oh’?” he repeats. “What, ‘oh’? What does that mean?”

“Nothing, nothing,” she says, putting up a hand. “I misread things.”

“Right, well, I can be pretty affectionate with my friends, is all,” Napoleon blurts, and Christ why does he not shut up? Clearly she was going to let the matter go, but now he’s thinking about it—that deep well of feelings that he works so hard to ignore—and if she’d seen it on his face in knowing him less than a week, then… then that could be a problem.

Except then she shrugs and says, “Not just you.”

“What?” he croaks, his voice just barely above a whisper.

But she doesn’t say anything more, not immediately, just stares out the windshield with a frown on her face until finally she rounds on him. “Do you know, I actually wanted to warn you?” she says, nonsensically. “That day in the diner. I thought, ‘man, they should really be more careful.’ But I decided that saying something would be stupid, because you must know what you’re doing. You’d have to be idiots not to, and you clearly aren’t idiots.”

“Thanks?” he manages, more than a little flabbergasted.

“I’m revising that assessment,” she returns dryly. “Seriously, no one you work with has said anything to you about this?”

Napoleon doesn’t entirely know how to answer that, so he shrugs. “They’re used to it, I guess. It’s just how we are.”

“Jesus,” she swears under her breath.

“Look, as you yourself pointed out, relationships like that are dangerous, especially in our jobs, so—”

“The thing is,” she interrupts, “that dangerous part is already out there. The part where you look at each other like the other one hung the fucking moon? Like you’re very deeply in love? I hate to break it to you, but that one’s already escaped from Pandora’s Box. So if you’re holding yourselves back from being together because you’re worried about the danger, let me be the first to tell you that that ship has sailed. I see it, your enemies are gonna see it, and I guarantee you that your colleagues see it too, they’re just too polite to say anything.”

“You haven’t met our friend Gaby,” Napoleon counters, and that thought is oddly comforting. They’ve been working together for two years now, and there’s no way Gaby would have resisted giving them shit about it if there was anything actually to tease them about. “I guess I can appreciate the concern,” he continues, “but I can also guarantee you that whatever you think you’re seeing isn’t really there. Yes, we’re close. Which is why I’m certain that there’s absolutely no way that Illya feels that way about me.”

He realizes too late what he just implicitly confessed in using Illya’s lack of feelings as an excuse instead of his own, and clenches his jaw as he very resolutely does not meet Robin’s eyes. Fine, it’s fine. It doesn’t matter if she knows, because this case is almost over and it’s unlikely that they’ll have reason to work with the FBI again.

“Or you could kiss him and find out for sure,” Robin murmurs next to him, and when Napoleon gives in and looks over at her she’s staring out the windshield with a smirk on her face. Then she shrugs. “Just a suggestion. Oh, I think our shipment’s here.”

Napoleon thinks he’s never been happier to walk headfirst into potentially life-threatening situation, so long as it gets him out of this conversation.

The final bust goes off without a hitch. They seize the fake prints—and the last of the missile plans encoded therein—before the men at the handoff hardly know what is happening. Taking the shadowy organization ultimately behind the whole setup is a much, much larger, ongoing operation, but for now, UNCLE is happy that no one’s getting next-gen weapons plans, and the FBI White Collar Division is happy that very high quality forgeries are off the market. It’s a win all around.

Napoleon is also able to completely, blissfully forget about the conversation in the sedan for nearly a full day, what with all the wrapping up loose ends and paperwork to keep him busy. It’s not until the next evening, when Illya automatically shows up at his place for dinner even though neither of them mentioned such a thing at any point, that Robin’s words come slamming back into his head.

Having let himself into Napoleon’s apartment with the key he’s had ever since Napoleon complained about him always picking the lock—so, less than a month into their partnership—Illya finds him in the kitchen chopping up vegetables. He’s already discarded his jacket and brought a tumbler with him along with the decanter of Scotch from the bar in the other room, and he tops up Napoleon’s own dwindling glass before pouring his own. It’s not a surprise that he then steps close, his body only inches from Napoleon’s as he peers idly down at what Napoleon is doing, nor that the hand that’s not holding his drink ends up resting almost possessively on Napoleon’s hip. It’s not unusual, which should say something right there, but for the first time Napoleon lets himself consider all of it and what it might mean.

Illya is talking about something to do with a mission—Napoleon hadn’t really been listening, honestly—when Napoleon sets his knife down and turns slightly to better face him. Illya’s hand falls away from his hip as he moves, which he immediately regrets before he reminds himself that he really, really shouldn’t.

“Peril, what are we doing?”

Illya frowns, his brow furrowing as he stares down at him. “Having… dinner?” he ventures.

“I mean what is this?” Napoleon says, making a small gesture between them. Not that he has much room to do so, because Illya is still standing so damned close.

“I am not following, Cowboy. How much have you had to drink?” Illya asks, a teasing smirk playing on his lips.

Napoleon huffs. “Not nearly enough for this conversation,” he mutters under his breath before looking back up at Illya. “It’s just something Robin said. She thought we were… together. A couple.”

Illya freezes, an expression on his face like he just got caught, which is… really something. Napoleon’s heart is pretty much thundering in his chest right now, and he feels stretched to a breaking point, torn between his considerable ability to read people and what he was so sure he knew about his partner.

“That is…” Illya starts. Napoleon waits for him to say something like ridiculous. Absurd. The most idiotic idea he’s ever heard. Instead, Illya forces a tight smile and doesn’t finish the sentence. “Did— did she say why?”

“Something about the way we look at each other,” Napoleon answers. For some reason, the more flustered Illya gets, the more clear-headed he feels. He carefully slips a hand onto Illya’s waist, waiting for Illya to flinch or pull away, but it doesn’t come. “I told her she was seeing things, but now I’m not so sure. So I thought I’d get your perspective on the matter.”

The tips of Illya’s ears are red, and there is a steady flush climbing up his neck. “Cowboy, I—”

Napoleon decides he’s heard enough. He closes the narrow gap between them, reaching up to press their mouths together, and Illya immediately surges against him. What starts out as a gentle movement of lips rapidly deepens into something involving tongues and teeth when Illya’s other hand comes up to cup his jaw, tipping his head to better fit their mouths together. Napoleon feels consumed by it, on fire, like everything that had built between them over the past two years was so much tinder that someone had casually tossed a lit match into. The hand is back on his hip, gripping tightly as Illya tries to tug him even closer, and Napoleon’s fingers dig into the softness of Illya’s waist in response, dragging a low moan from his partner’s throat.

“I think she’s onto something,” Napoleon gasps when they finally part, unable to keep himself from grinning like an idiot. “Or did you have something else you wanted to add?”

“Shut up, Cowboy,” Illya growls, then captures his mouth in another kiss.

They don’t get around to dinner until much, much later.

~~~

Robin has to admit that after all of the excitement in the past week, the day-to-day at White Collar leaves something to be desired. At least with the Caraglio case she always had something big to work on, but now that it’s closed she’s stuck with check fraud and some idiot who tried to forge a shitload of buffalo nickels as if that would actually net him a profit.

Then, one day she comes in and there’s large, flat folio sitting on her desk. She looks around, but everyone is apparently absorbed in their work for once. It’s possible that it’s related to some kind of new case, but that seems highly unlikely. Evidence doesn’t just get deposited in their laps.

“Cartwright,” she calls, drawing the attention of the idiot at the next desk. “What is this?”

“Fuck if I know,” Cartwright grunts. “It was there when I came in. You get a secret admirer in all that time off, McHenry?”

Robin narrowly resists telling him to fuck off. Not being able to tell anyone that she helped avert an international crisis sucks. She looks back down at the folio, taking in the high quality leather and the fine stitching. It’s nice. Much nicer than what she usually sees around the division. As she turns it over, she notices a card tucked into a small pocket and fishes it out, turning it over to find a short handwritten note on one side.

R, Took your suggestion. Thought you might appreciate this small token of my gratitude. If you ever get tired of catching art thieves and decide you want to work with one instead, UNCLE is always recruiting. NS

She frowns down at the note for a minute. She doesn’t even remember what she might have suggested to Napoleon Solo, or why he’d be grateful for it. But honestly, it’s the second part of the note that has her baffled. Her, work for UNCLE? Honestly, it’s not the worst idea she’s heard, not by a long shot. It’s more surprising that they’d be interested in her; they’re all spies, and she’s just an art historian with a badge.

Her thoughts are still on the note as she tugs at the ties holding the folio closed, so it takes her a moment to realize what she’s looking at.

She blinks. Takes off her glasses to rub her eyes. Puts them back on and blinks again.

“Holy shit,” she blurts.

Within the leather folio, carefully wrapped in delicate paper, is the very Marcantonio print that disappeared during her studies, all those years ago.

[butterflydm]

wot reread: the fires of heaven (chap 41-chap 42)

spoilers through the fires of heaven; minor further spoilers about how two characters will part ways next book and not see each other for a very long time after that

1. The Maidens are all keeping the secret of Rand and Aviendha hooking up pretty close to their hearts, it sounds like? Rand is pretty sure that Egwene hasn’t found out, anyway. Of course, the Maidens think that Rand and Aviendha have slept together A LOT more times than the actual one (1) time that they have, lol.

2. Apparently, “Min was the only woman who had not made him feel as if he were standing on his head half the time” (emphasis from the text). This is, of course, not something we’ve gotten to witness on-page yet, lol. But at least we know some things about MIN that RAND likes, anyway, even if Min doesn’t seem to like anything about him (except his ‘silky hair’ and that he’s not completely hideous to her sight). Anyway, once they are finally in the same place again, I will note whether or not Min ever confuses him, as he claims here that she does not.

3. Aw, he thinks if he could be friends with the Aiel chiefs, it would ‘especially’ be Mangin, because Mangin’s sense of humor reminds him of Mat. (once again, Perrin is the Other Friend lol). Rand likes Mat’s sense of humor (I figure if I’m going to keep track of Things People Like, I might as well add Mat to the list of people I’m tracking). And he’s worrying about Mat. :-(

4. Egwene hesitating to use the One Power as a weapon... I wish I could see inside her head. Is it because she’s afraid it might make the Wise Ones realize she’s not a real Aes Sedai? Is she worried about Moiraine’s disapproval? We know she currently has no issue breaking the ‘lying’ one of the Three Oaths. I’m as perplexed about her feelings here as Rand is. Rand senses eyes on him, feeling like they’re Moiraine’s, but it’s Egwene. He feels like there’s very little difference between them right now.

5. Rand’s got a big tower with a big ol’ spyglass on top so that he can take a peek at the situation ahead in Cairhien! I love Rand financing tech upgrades for Randland. Though he and I both like it best when they don’t have to be battle-related. But also: still very cool. Rand, Mat, and Elayne are all experimental sorts and would be very cute engineers together. Rand is more of the philosophical ‘what if’ sort, Elayne wants to be the hands-on inventor, and Mat can figure out the logistics.

6. It still throws Rand off, to see young men a couple of years older than him bowing and scraping to him. But he’s learned how not to let it show. He doesn’t make his discomfort their problem.

7. Couladin has Cairhien under siege. Rand notes that Cairhien flies his Dragon banner and the banner of some Tairen High Lords, but none of Cairhien’s own Rising Sun banner. Is this the first place we learn that Asmodean put the Dragons on Couladin’s arms? Did Rand find that out off-screen or am I just not remembering it lol?

8. Rand also sometimes gets battle memories (but his are all from LLT and not a whole bunch of people, like Mat’s) but he tries not to think about them.

9. Oh, this whole goodbye set-up between Rand and Mat is so sad, even though I know it isn’t actually the final goodbye before the Great Cauthor Drought. The way that Mat talks himself up into it, the way he had to keep talking himself into it, even as he insists that he doesn’t feel the ta’veren pull anymore. And Rand deliberately setting something of a trap to try to figure out if Mat’s secret really battle-related, like he suspects he is, which is sad on Rand’s part because he wanted so much earlier in the book for Mat to trust him with his trauma and now he’s tricking it out of him in order to potentially use him in the future.

10. “Always leave a way out, unless you really want to find out how hard a man can fight when he has nothing left to lose.” He is able to, single-handedly, come up with a battle plan that is basically what Lan plus several experienced Aiel clan chiefs came up with. “There was no such thing as fairness in war. You took your enemy from behind, when he least expected it, when and where he was weakest.”

... I am having ‘viper in the bosom’ thoughts about post-canon Mat right now. Oh, wow, I think that might be a fic idea. I’m gonna write that down and be right back. I probably won’t finish/post the story until after I finish my reread but... yeah. Having A Thought right now.

“Victory settles a lot of arguments in most men’s heads.”

11. Rand’s resignation to Mat leaving is also Real Sad. Ugh. I’m so sad because this feels like a preview of the actual time they split up and then we get the Drought except I’m pretty sure that time will be worse because I think that one wasn’t even meant as a goodbye, it was a ‘see you soon’ and then they didn’t and I’m sad

It’s also sad that both Mat and Rand feel like Egwene isn’t on their side and that telling her anything is the same as telling Moiraine and the Wise Ones. And it;s also again funny/sad how completely Rand and Mat are on the same page about this and yet how they can’t share their trauma with each other.

About leaving Rand behind: “he felt a little sad about that, and a little foolish for feeling sad, yet a man had to look after himself.” and “if he could forget that Rand could channel -- and he had not thought of it once in days; days! -- then it was far past time to be gone.” Just getting to witness how Mat processed Rand being a man who could channel has been such a fascinating treat during this reread.

12. Mat considers just sneaking out without telling Melindhra, since she did basically just claim him as hers without ever actually asking him and he’s not sure how willing she would be to accept a goodbye.

13. The goodbye is so reluctant and awkward, with Mat basically memorizing the way Rand’s hand feels in his (very evocatively too, noting the roughness of the calluses and the distinct ridges of the heron brand in his palm) - “Rand half-stepped around actually putting an end to it” -- I am IN PAIN. All seven clan chiefs and three Tairen lords, btw, were forced to wait outside Rand’s tent for the entire time that he was saying goodbye to Mat, lol, yeah, Rand has priorities thanks.

14. Mat whistles a song about dancing with death as he leaves, and Rand will soon order Asmodean to play him a song about death. The boys are so sad about their separation and so repressed about it. Rand literally orders Asmodean to play him the saddest song that he knows.

15. Anyway, then we get the reveal that Rand did deliberately send Lan into the tent first to try to scope out Mat’s battle-knowledge and confirm his suspicions about Mat’s memories. “with only a few minutes to study the maps, he laid out close to the battle plan that Rhuarc and the others made. He saw the difficulties and the dangers, and how to meet them. He knows about miners and siege engines, and using light cavalry to harry a defeated foe.” Lan doesn’t try to question Rand on why Mat might know those things, but Rand wouldn’t have answered him anyway, as he feels he doesn’t have the right to share “what little answer he had”.

16. He’s so bitter and self-hating about realizing that he’s capable of using the knowledge in Mat’s head for his own advantage. He has been so so protective of Mat over the course of the books so far, so this really is a very big breach against his own boundaries. He’s so disgusted with himself for it that he unfavorably compares himself to the Seanchan. Oh, and Lan bows to Rand for the first time. He doesn’t see a sheepherder anymore.

17. “I’ve planned a hundred battle this size or more and given orders that led to ten times as many” -- LTT thought that Rand doesn’t want to claim as his own. He wants to believe that he’s only in on the battle planning as a ‘polite fiction’ and doesn’t actually understand any of it. So, you know. Just like Mat.

18. Rand already misses having Mat there. It’s been five minutes. He hasn’t even left the camp yet.

19. lolz more pipe smoking. literally everyone in this war meeting is smoking a pipe.

20. “Tears were a luxury he could no longer afford, not even inside.” BABY.

[iloveseung-gi]

Let the mourning begin -

Lost loves:

I think I fall in love with every leading man in most of the Kdramas that I watch.… LOL. Koreans have this undescribable way of pulling out emotions from me with these stories. Sometimes, days, even weeks after the series ends, my mind keeps going back to those particular characters and many of them I actually miss. You may think me silly, but isn’t that the purpose of watching TV and movies? My own life is boring and dull, so these characters fill a much needed void. Thank you to the story writers, screenplay writers, directors, film crew, but especially to the actors and actresses that bring these characters to life for me every day. This list is not in any specific order.

So, who are my lost loves?

(1) Memories of the Alhambra:

I lost two loves in this series. First, why did Seo Jung-Hoon (played by Min Jin-Woong) have to die?? 😭😭

He was cute by his own right and so kind, sincere, and caring. But his dedication to his boss, Jin-Woo (Bin Hyun), went above and beyond. He took everything that Jin-Woo hashed out in stride and with a sense of humor. He even learned the game to assist his boss with moving up levels and that is what got him killed. But he resurfaced in the game as an ally and does continue to defend his boss. I cried and cried when Jin-Woo had to stab and kill his secretary’s character in the game so that the game would reset.

Secondly, Hyun Bin, even when being a jerk, is lovable. He is so charismatic! The more you learned about Yoo Jin-Woo (played by Hyun Bin) the more you cared for him because you could understand where his anger was coming from. And despite being hard-core on the outside, on the inside he was very vulnerable. This series ends with Jin-Woo disappearing in reality only to be found, still alive, within the game itself. 😢 Season two is a must! Jin-Woo needs to be found!

(2) Hyde, Jekyll, me:

I miss Robin (played by Hyun Bin)! I know he was incooperated into Goo Seo-Jin’s personality, but with the combination of both personalities, it’s still a different person. Robin was the best! He was selfless, fun loving, protective and he wasn’t afraid to show his emotions. Everyone loved him. It’s a shame he wasn’t the one to “survive”. 😢

(3) Vincenzo:

Played by Song Joong-Ki. He’s not dead, just ‘missing’. He’s very far away in another country and he’s keeping his whereabouts hidden. Come back Vincenzo! I miss you!

(4) Mouse:

I lost two loves in this series, also. Kim Young-Ok plays the grandmother that was stabbed to death by the serial killer. Later we discover that the serial killer was our sweet and kind officer, Jeong Ba-Reum. Grandmother was murdered by someone she knew and trusted. 😭

Which brings me to my 2nd lost love, Jeong Ba-Reum played by Lee Seung-Gi. I know he ended up being a psychopathic serial killer, but as the sweet, kind, helpful and caring officer, he took my heart.

After his brain surgery he began to feel emotions that he had never felt before. Watching him, as guilt and compassion started causing him pain, made me 😞 sad. Oh, he totally deserved it, but it still made me sad. The worst though was he in the church alone and dying. I still want to cry just thinking about it.

(5) Crash Landing on You:

He was such a player but why did Seong-Joon (played by Kim Jung-Hyun) have to die just as he started caring about someone other than himself?

He was at the airport. He would have survived. But he actually cared for Dan, who was kidnapped, so Seong-Joon went back to rescue her. He succeeded but it cost him his own life.

6 - 10 coming up…

[slumpcd]

🩵 - jake/jada

send me a 🩵 and i'll answer the following regarding our muses' relationship!

who curses more? both are ppl who curse so i feel like it's a tie, at least so far hahaha

who is more patient? hmmm so far ... jada lol.

who does the driving? i feel like when they grew up together, he was the one who started driving first? and she got to be passenger princess and would force him to drive her places

who is louder? who is quieter? hmm idk ?? i feel like both are not like loud people generally even though they're not afraid to make their voices heard

who is more physically affectionate? i feel like they've always had that kind of relationship we're they were close. like yk the ppl in hs who you asked "are y'all together?" and they were like "nah, why?" while sitting in each others laps... like they're touchy and close generally

who is more likely to tease the other? jada ... clearly

who is better with time management? neither? i get the vibe of them like they take their time when they want it

who wins the arm wrestling matches? jake obvi, but it annoys her that he looks so proud when he beats her

who controls the music in the car ride? they both fight for it but then jada pulls out the puppy eyes and he can't help but be nice and give it to her ??

who covers dinner when they order in? ouhh, i feel like this is jada!! she when he's in town he forces him to be over and orders them food so they can watch movies and be in a food coma

who is more outgoing? who is more shy? jake is more outgoing? but neither of them shy

who has the more outlandish fashion sense? i feel like none of them, maybe jake pulls out some frat fashion ??

who starts the tickle fights? who ends them? jada starts them and jake ends em lol, prob him holding her arms and being like "are you done????"

who has the darker/more "edgy" sense of humor? idk actually ??

who is more competitive when it comes to games? idk but jada is sure as hell competitive but i feel like jake would be too

who has the bigger appetite? the bigger sweet tooth? jake wins both, my lady cant handle much of anything before she's like "wow im about to explode" shes more of a little nibbler

who is more likely to get in a confrontation in public? jada ... she could get annoyed v quickly if pushed

who hosts the parties/hangouts? who organizes them? jake hosts them !! and jada helps him organize them

who is better at cooking? do they ever cook for each other? neither? jada hates cooking and im having a hard time imagining jake being a cook in the frat ... but maybe he has hidden talents?

who is more likely to engage in dangerous and/or illegal behavior? both. esp together when they were teens !! drunk and maybe high, just going off doing stupid shit

who is more likely to notice when something is wrong with the other? i think both tend to notice but since they're trying to keep things friendly ... then they dance around it until it like explodes. like it did where were at rn

who does the talking in public settings (i.e. to the waiter at a restaurant)? both!

who is more likely to extend a helping hand & provide emotional support? both ! maybe jada for more emotional support and jake for the helping hand?

who is the bigger prankster? do they get the last laugh or do they suffer for it? jake ... jada tries to come up with good ones but they never hit as good as his does lol

[ratsoh-writes]

Alrighty!! Most to least dirty minded

Charm/Salt/Pepper. All three are tied for first and absolutely terrible. Nobody should ever read their mind lol

Lush: very dirty but also likes other things enough to be distracted when his mind is on that train.

Sugar: equal parts nasty and romance. They often mix together

Sparks:: his mind is divided into three parts; lust, exercise, and- oh look a squirrel!

Slim: I’ve mentioned before how shameless he is. It would not surprise his brothers to learn slim is the first one under the lusts lol. He hides it well though

Red/Rust: dirty jokes are reds forte. Naturally that creativity has to come from somewhere. And don’t leave rust out. He may have cleaned up his language but he still has the same sense of humor

Rancher: let’s just say he likes to play just as hard as he works and leave it at that. Rancher has some wild stories

Star: a very openly deviant and flirtatious boy. Star is a whore and proud lol

Snipe: another nasty boy. Snipes mind is a lot dirtier than his courage allows to show though. He doesn’t hide the jokes however. Even though butch gets more action, snipe gets put above him because he dwells on it more lol

Butch: awful dirty humor, mind and experience all in one alluring package lol

Mutt/Cash: both tie in dirty minds. It’s very easy to pull them to “dim” places but something has to remind them of it

Mal: he’s a real flirt and isn’t afraid to show it. Mal is a deviant as well and only barley falls below cash and mutt lol

Bruiser/Boss: he can be very dirty minded, but is also easily distracted from it. At his dirtiest when he’s home alone

G: some of greens manners did rub off on G a little, or else he’d be waaaay higher on the list

Papyrus/Willow: despite being on the virgin squad, they both have a very dirty sense of humor but hide it well. Willow is shyer about it than papyrus is

Honey/Peaches: he’s as dirty as the average guy. The perfect middle man lol

Lord: slightly less dirty than honey and peaches in his day to day life, slightly more though when he has a crush.

Wine: the gentleman and self control in him means that any time his thoughts turn dirty, it’s always general and never focused on something specific. Besides, wine has a lot going on in his head too and doesn’t have much time to dedicate to smut.

Lilac: his wonky magic from his old injuries means that his sex drive is a lot lower than what it used to be. His mind still wanders occasionally but not nearly as much as Star does

Compass: he’s very shy about his feelings, but his mind wanders just like any other guy. He’ll never tell though

Oak: he has a dirtier sense of humor from being best friends with red and rust, but doesn’t really dwell on it besides jokes

Sans: he’s pretty chaste for such a goofy guy. Sans doesn’t go looking for dirt, it comes to him

Gears: lack of experience means that he doesn’t really know what to think when his mind turns dirty.

Edge/Noir: he’s all about that emotional connection and doesn’t feel right thinking dirty about anyone unless he’s already dating them

Rhythm: he genuinely just doesn’t think about sex a lot. Rhythm isn’t that kind of guy.

Jupiter: the heroic moral guy in him makes him feel guilty if he ever starts thinking of someone any further than a sweet gentlemanly manner. Jupiter will literally exercise the dirty away if it ever crosses his mind. All bets are off when he has a date-mate though

Basil: after the whole famine and all, dating and bed times kinda took a backseat in his mind. Basil has dated since the surface, but unless he was actually with his partner, he doesn’t really dwell on the booty

Pluto: he likes cute people sure, but you know what else is sexy? Science ✨✨. Sorry but between a nice butt and a new geology book, the book usually wins

Green: to think of anyone in that way without being committed to them leaves a bad taste in his mouth. Even just the faceless fantasies. And green has never had a problem keeping his mind off the dirt

Coffee: he’s only potentially attracted to close friends, so that really limits the amount of people he can have dirty thoughts about. Attractive strangers just don’t affect coffee. However when he does have a datemate his score shoots up a ton

Ace: surprisingly low on the list despite how much he gets around. Ace enjoys sex sure, but doesn’t dwell on it unless he’s actually seducing someone

Pop: last and definitely least. he has desires sure, but he hardly ever gives his mind time to dwell on them. There’s just too many other things in the world to obsess over!! It doesn’t help that pop is very oblivious. So even romantic gestures tend to fly over his head.