#i am connecting the dots i am putting the pieces together

[rollercoasterwords]

everyone else (mortal, foolish, severed from access to the prophetic visions and omens) after reading the new crimson rivers chapter: omg what if effie and sirius go in like finnick and mags??? what if sirius volunteers for regulus?? what if REGULUS volunteers for sirius?? what if

me (unkillable, enlightened, plagued by the prophetic visions and omens) after reading the new crimson rivers chapter:

@zeppazariel u cannot hide from my all-seeing eyes

[charlottesuzee]

Telling Him "Wake Up, My Boyfriend's Here !" (One Piece Men x GN!Black Reader)

Monkey D Luffy

- "Ay, Luffy, wake up, you gotta go !"

- "Wha... Why ?"

- "You gotta leave the room, my boyfriend's here ! He'll kill you if he sees you !"

- "Let him come, I'll kick his ass !"

- And he really gets up, ready to fight someone before he finally connects the dots

- "Wait a minute... I'm your boyfriend ! .... I am your boyfriend... right ?"

Roronoa Zoro

- It takes a minute to wake him up

- "Zoro,I'm serious, wake up, you gotta go."

- "What the fuck are you talking about ?"

- "My boyfriend is coming, he'll kick your ass if he catches another man in our bed, you have to go !"

- Will deadass, get up, half asleep and start putting his clothes on before he finally puts the pieces together.

- "Oh, fuck you, you ruined my nap !"

Blackleg Sanji

- "Sanji, you have to leave !"

- "Huh, why, what's wrong ?!?"

- Because you woke him up with such urgency, he shoots up, looking for danger

- "My boyfriend will literally kill me if he sees another man in our bed, you have to go !"

- "I'll be damned if a man lays his hands on you let me-!" He then pauses. "Sweetness... I'm your boyfriend." He then starts sobbing "I am your boyfriend, right ?!? You haven't been using me to two time with someone else right ?!?"

- You'll have to comfort him as punishment for your mean prank.

Charlotte Katakuri

- Will deadass sit up from his slumber and look at you before you do it

- "Don't even think about it. Go back to bed." He says before going back to sleep, causing you to pout, because you didn't even get to say anything yet.

- It's hard to pull pranks on a boyfriend that can see into the future, even in his sleep.

Eustass Kid

- "Kid, wake up, my boyfriends is here, you have to go !"

- "Let him come, I'll kill him" He doesn't even process what you said, he just yawns, rolls over and goes back to sleep as if he didn't even hear anything. It's hard to get Kid to wake up from a slumber.

Killer

- "Kill, wake up !"

- "Huh ? Wass wrong ?" His speech is a little slurred when waking up

- "My boyfriend is coming, you have to leave !"

- Will just stare at you for the longest amount of time, there's a flaw in your sentence but his sleepy brain can't process it fast enough to figure it out, until he does.

"You fuckin play too much, do that shit again and I'm kicking you out of our bed." And will roll back over and go back to sleep without another word.

- He's still mad about it after he wakes up and gives you the silent treatment for about an hour.

Law

- "Law, wake up !"

- "You better have a good reason for waking me up or I swear to God-"

- "This is a good reason, my boyfriend is coming down the hall, you have to go before he catches us !"

- Law's still pretty sharp, even when he's half asleep, so he immediately catches the flaw in your sentence. He will give you the "bitch really ?" look, before using his devil fruit to transport you out of the bed and outside of your room, before locking the door on you.

- He's that petty about losing what little sleep he gets.

- "Law, let me in ! I'm sorry ! I won't do it again !"

- "I'll open the door when I wake up from my nap ! That'll teach you not to be a dumbass !" And will use his devil fruit to created a barrier around himself to drown out your knocking and yelling, going back to sleep, hugging your pillow close to him.

[thisismeracing]

Die from a broken heart | MS47

― Pairing: Mick Schumacher x wolff!reader (she/her) ― Warning: mentions of food, jealousy, and a secret relationship; angst with a happy ending. (3k words) ― Summary: After a fight with Mick, your secret boyfriend, you find yourself crying in your father’s arms, and it won’t take much for Toto to connect the dots. The thing is: what is going to happen when he finally does? (based on this request)

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“He’s just a friend!” Yn finally snaps, voice getting louder and thicker in frustration.

Mick, who’s at the other side of the room, arms crossed, and face twisted in a frown, scoffs at her words just like he’s been doing the past few minutes they have been fighting.

“Yeah, but at this point, so am I to everyone who knows us,” his remark makes her heart clench.

She loved him, she was sure of that even though they had been together for less than a couple of months. They had known each other for over a year. They were friends before becoming lovers. So his harsh words and his lack of demonstrating hurt hit her differently.

Fighting with someone who won’t match your screams can be slightly worse than fighting with someone who will. Mick had his voice even the whole time, lips pursed, eyes hard. His cheeks flushed from the alcohol, and his stance wide, but other than that, he did not cave, did not scream, or point a finger at her.

“And what do you want me to do Mick? You wanted me to make out with you in front of everyone so they could record and we could wake up being the news headlines tomorrow morning? You more than anyone know how the media can be pushy, how they can break beautiful things.”

“Guess sometimes you don’t need them to break it, those beautiful things will break themselves,” he retorted, walking past her and to the door.

“Where are you going?” Yn asked, tears gathering in her eyes.

“I don’t know, it doesn’t matter to you.”

And just like that, he gave his back to her.

Her sweet, loving, patient boyfriend turned around and stormed off the room as if he was done. As if their relationship was done for.

She loved being Toto’s daughter. Loved being a Wolff, and all the things that came with it, except how her dad’s fame would play out in her life. She wouldn’t mind the constant travel, something she really liked as a kid. She wouldn’t mind the constant questions about her dad and F1, and driver X and Y. She wouldn’t mind the cameras whenever she went to the paddock. Now, she hated how her name affected her relationship. Fair enough, she doesn’t know how she would meet Mick if she weren’t a Wolff. You can never guess destiny, maybe in another life she would have worked in F1 and they would’ve met. But the fact was, she hated how she had to keep their relationship a secret at least for a bit before telling her dad. He had a rule about not dating drivers, but who was she to resist ocean-blue eyes and a dazzling smile?

When Yn started dating Mick they agreed to keep it under wraps until a month or so.

But now it’s been six months, and though Mick had suggested they talk to Toto and Susie, Yn was a bit taken aback. She was postponing the confrontation.

She hated how he stormed off. Hated the feeling of being left behind. It felt like he didn’t want to put effort into fighting with her, as if he was done with the relationship.

Ordering from the app, Yn took a cab to her Dad’s house, and though she tried to keep herself together, the second he opened the door wearing his flannel pajamas, she couldn’t help but sob and hug him.

Toto frowned in confusion but held his daughter, closing the door behind them.

Susie, sitting on the couch, got up, “Oh, baby, what happened?” Her soft tone made Yn cry harder. She clutched her dad and Toto shared a look of worry with his wife.

“Am I gonna be alright?” she whispered against the soft material of Toto’s pajamas.

“You will, baby, you will.” He compromised even though he had no idea of what was happening. Yn was still his baby in his head, he would move the world if it meant making her happy. So he kissed the side of her head, and asked: “Now, you wanna tell me what happened or want me to tuck you in bed?” Yn was similar to Torger in a lot of things, one of them being how she needed to sit on her feelings before talking about them. He knew it, but he always gave her the space to choose, either talk about it as soon as it happened if by any means she wanted a change, or simply wait for her to come around.

“Bed,” she mumbled.

She got a kiss on her forehead from Susie and shared a small teary smile with the oldest Wolff, before following her dad to her childhood bedroom. The decorations still intact, everything the way she left it.

She took off her shoes and coat, and lay in bed, letting Toto drap the comforter over her body and adjust the heather.

“Dad,” she calls with the smallest voice, yet he catches it. It’s like when you become a parent you get some superpowers, you get to hear better so whenever your kid cries from a different room, baby monitor or not, you’re able to pick it. Another thing is that you become good at telling whenever they’re lying or hiding something, that’s why when Yn apologizes and tells him it’s about her secret boyfriend, he’s not mad. A bit hurt that she waited to tell him, but not mad.

“Did he do something?”

Yn shakes her head, “It’s just regular couple stuff, I guess.”

“You came here crying, that shouldn’t be regular couple stuff, Hase.”

This time she nods her head, “It’s our first major fight…I didn’t know what to do, or where to go.”

“I’m glad you came home,” he stated simply, kissing her forehead. “Now get some rest, we’ll be here for breakfast in the morning, ja?”

She agrees, turning on her side and closing her eyes just as Toto turns off the lights and closes the door. Her childhood bedroom used to be the safest and comfiest place and whenever she got there it wouldn’t take more than ten minutes for her to fall asleep, yet it still took her a couple of hours, crying hours, before she finally drifted to sleep.

In the morning, Yn woke up to the fresh smell of breakfast and a weird car noise so close that she opened her eyes to discover Jack setting up a whole Grand Prix on her bedroom floor while waiting for her to wake up. The image of her youngest brother pushing cars around made her smile.

“So, is this der Großer Preis von Österreich?” she asked, and Jack gasped, faking a scare with her waking state, but was quick to jump into her bed, hugging his sister.

“It’s my version of the Austrian Grand Prix, in this one we win!”

“What makes you think that we won’t win in real life?” she arches her brow, knowing all too well how smart her baby brother is.

“We don’t have the best car in the grid, but we do have the best drivers, so…maybe we can root really hard and get it?”

“That’s how I like to see it!” They share a high five.

“We also have the best team principal, you know?”

“Yeah!!”

She chuckles.

“Now, let’s get some food in, shall we?”

Jack eagerly nods, running to the door, but stopping in his tracks just when he reaches the door handle, “Maybe you should…” he points to his face. “You look kinda funny…like a panda.”

“Oh-!” Yn smacks her face after looking at her white pillow case now dotted with dried mascara. “Thank you, Jackie. I’m on it.”

“I’ll wait for you,” he states, turning to his toys and sitting on her carpet again.

She smiles. Though there was a big age gap between them, they had always been close, and Yn missed her little brother every second they spent apart.

She washed her face, changed into more comfy clothes, and gave Jack a piggyback ride to the kitchen where Susie and Toto were just finishing setting up the table.

“Morning!!” Jack greeted loudly making Yn wince with how close he was to her ear. Toto chuckled, taking him in his arms and kissing his smooth cheeks.

“How’d you sleep, honey?” Susie asked Yn after she got a kiss from her dad and he left carrying Jack and a big jar of OJ.

“Ok, I guess…Do you happen to know how to take mascara stains from a pillowcase?” Yn asked, eyes cast down, voice laced with a bit of embarrassment that was quickly pushed aside by the older who hugged her close.

Deep down what she really wanted to ask was: can someone die from a broken heart? What does one do when they have no idea what’s going on? Can you go blind from crying so hard? Was she exaggerating? Did Mick have a shitty night as well? Were they going to be alright?

“I’ll get it sorted for you, how do we feel about some Apfelradln like the old times? They used to cure your pouty lips when you were a kid.”

“They would sure sweeten a bit of my mood,” Yn confesses with a small grin, and they walk with linked arms to the breakfast table.

It’s loud and boisterous, full of smiles and giggles. It feels good to be home, even though there’s a nagging deep down in her heart, a longing. Breakfasts with Mick used to be a mix of things, sometimes full of laughs, other times just the crunching noises and smacks of kisses against any available piece of skin from the other.

Susie pulled her from her thoughts, dropping some of her favorite Austrian breakfast on her plate, and Yn smiled, digging into the sweet food.

When Toto and Susie left to get some things sorted for the Race that Weekend Yn stayed with Jack to get distracted. She knew she would most likely run into Mick had she decided to join her parents, and the hurt was still too raw to put a finger on it now. Maybe she would call him later, and see if he would answer. For now, she got busy with Disney movies playing in the background while she and her little brother put some Lego figures together which proved to be a terrific distraction.

—

“Did you get into the sim earlier than scheduled?” Toto asked when Mick entered the garage, big bags under his eyes and no sign of his trademark sweet smile.

The Schumacher shook his head, “Nah, just couldn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Did something happen?”

“Love happened,” he mumbles, walking to one of the rooms to drop his things there, not before grumbling on the way about how hard relationships were.

Susie who was beside Toto shared a knowing look. The arched brows and darting eyes silently get to the same conclusion.

“Do you really think…?” Toto finally voices and his wife shrugs, biting her lips.

“Maybe. They’re good friends…maybe they’ve been more and we failed to see it.”

Toto sighs, moving the headphones that are on the desk.

“Please, don’t smash it,” she jokes, and he pinches the bridge of his nose.

“She’s our baby.”

“She’s twenty-three, Liebe.”

“Ja, but still…”

“If you asked me to choose someone in the Paddock, it would be Mick. You’ve been working with him for a while now, we both know he’s a good guy.”

“That’s the problem!” He points and Susie arches her brows in confusion, “I’m supposed to hate my baby’s boyfriend, or give him a hard time, but I actually like that blond Ken doll, ugh.”

Susie burst into laughter, and Toto can’t help but let the smallest grin grace his features.

“She’s everything,”

“He’s not just Ken, and you know it, Torger.”

“Well, to me he’s just Ken. She’s my everything, and he’s just Ken.”

They share a look, before Mick walks back and sits on one of the computers across from them, fingers quickly typing on the keyboards.

“You sure you’re ok, kid?” Toto asks and Mick nods.

“What do you think of dinner at ours tonight, Mick?”

The German seems surprised with the invitation but is quick to recover. He scratches his neck and then nods, “I would like that, thank you.”

Susie kisses Toto’s cheek and gives Mick’s shoulder a small squeeze before leaving to do her thing.

Later that day, when the doorbell rang and Toto called for Yn and Jack, motioning for his daughter to open the door, she wasn’t expecting to face her boyfriend with two simple yet pretty bouquets in hand and a wine bottle in the other.

“I-...I thought you may be with your best friend,” his voice is like a whisper, almost as if he was talking to himself, but Yn caught it. She was used to his traits.

“Nope, I came straight to my parents.”

And just when he opened his mouth to say something, Jack came barreling into his legs, “Mick!!!”

“Heya, Jackie! How’s it going, buddy?”

“I’m good! I missed you. It’s been forever since we played games!”

“I know, I’ve been a bit busy, sorry,” the blonde made a face and messed Jackie’s hair, before looking up again only to find Susie at the door as well.

“You’re just in time, Mick.”

“Did you invite him?” Yn asked, confused.

“We sure did.”

“These are for you, and for you,” he gives the flowers to Susie and then to Yn who takes a step back when her body involuntarily leans towards him for a hug.

“Thank you, Schumi,” Susie kissed his cheek and opened the door wider for the German to get in.

He greeted Toto in the kitchen and helped finish setting the table. On the way home Toto and Susie discussed if the invitation was truly a good idea, if Yn would be mad, or if there would be any tension in the room, but as it happens, things were good. Mick was used to the Wolffs, he felt comfortable around them, and there wasn’t space for awkward silence, not with Jack around, or when Austrian dishes were involved because Toto would proudly explain the detail and story behind everything as if the name wouldn’t do it justice.

“I’m sorry I stormed off,” Mick hesitated for a second. They were doing the dishes while Susie and Toto got Jack ready to bed, and finished some of the chores around the house. And though Mick had a feeling about the whole arrangement, Yn was sure that her parents had set it up. She knew them all too well. “I know how much you hate when people walk off while you’re talking, and I know how you hate to sleep angry. I’m sorry if it seemed as if I was pressuring you into telling your parents about us, I think I’m just…I love you and I wanted to share this with everyone, but I forgot to consider your saying in this.”

She shook her head, trying to keep her tears at bay. It was the first time he said he loved her. Upon seeing the tears finally streaming down her cheeks, Mick dried his hands on the towel and stopped them just before they reached her lips. She smiled this time, and more tears gathered on his fingers. Mick dipped his head and kissed them away.

“I love you too. I’m sorry I didn’t consider your side as well,” she admitted, threading her fingers on the nape of his neck and enjoying the feeling of his soft strands against her skin.

He smiled, but it didn’t last long because their lips found one another in a kiss that tasted like salty happy tears and forgiveness. She missed his warmth and he missed her softness.

“We should tell my parents now, you know. Since we’re already here.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, they invited you to dinner after I got home crying, they probably pierced everything together.”

Mick chuckled and pecked her lips again before turning back to the dishes. Once they were done and walked to the living room with dessert plates in their hands, Toto shared a knowing look with his daughter. Yn sat beside Mick on the smallest couch, and they both looked like two teenagers about to confess they passed the curfew and skipped class both in the same week.

Susie smiled.

“I…we have something to tell you guys,” Yn stated, shaking her legs up and down on the sofa, and she would probably go round and round before getting to the point, so her boyfriend ripped the bandage.

“We’re dating.”

“We were going to tell you guys, we just…were waiting for the right time and…”

“It’s ok, love,” Susie reassured.

“It is?” Yn asked.

“Yeah, but I won’t forget you got home crying last night,” Toto huffed, crossing his arms and looking at Mick whose eyes grew two sizes bigger.

“That whole thing was exactly about telling you guys,” Yn started, telling them how everything started and how she was afraid of their reactions. Her parents listened attentively, Toto would eye Mick every once in a while, to which Susie would grip his thigh even though she knew he was just messing with the German.

“Alright, it’s fine by me, but we still have to talk, young Schumi.”

“Of course, Toto.”

“It’s Sir from now on,” he stated and Mick opened his mouth looking for the right words, but settling only for a quick nod and a “Yes, Sir” which caused Susie and Yn to laugh, knowing the oldest Wolff long enough to catch when he was messing with someone.

“It’s a joke, kid. Welcome to the family,” he got up, and shared a quick hug with the youngest, but not before adding, “But I hope to God she doesn’t come home crying again, or else…”

“It won’t happen again.”

“What are you whispering to each other?” Yn intervened.

“Nothing,” Mick was quick to answer.

“I’m just telling him how happy I am to have him in the family now, right?”

They would eventually talk more, but for now, both were satisfied where things stood. Mick was happy to have the Wolffs' blessing somehow and to share with his own family about his relationship, and Toto was relieved his daughter wasn’t dating a driver from a different team.

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[mrghostrat]

ok OK listen. here are my latest streamer au thoughts before i try to hop off for the day:

i love "married couple madly in love that no one realises are together because they're so different" but i am also terrible at fic planning for established relationships, and my favourite part about aziraphale/crowley is the lead up and the pining

so what if......... "streamers who no one realises are roommates because they're so different" AND "roommates who are secretly madly in love with each other but are so focused on keeping their own infatuation secret they don't notice it's reciprocated until thousands of online strangers start to point it out" ?????

fic concept: crowley and aziraphale are two full time streamers living together. they have their own spaces. but they mesh bizarrely well as roommates, and have come to really enjoy the routine of eating dinners, grocery shopping, and spending their days off together. there's still some distance between them, that shy sort of "i want to show him something– oh his door is closed, i better not bother him," invitations are actual invitations rather than "i'm doing this and you're coming with me," and they're not a CrowleyAndAziraphale unit yet.

both chats are going mad trying to figure out why crowley's roommate's voice is so familiar, and where they've seen that red hair in the corner of aziraphale's screen before. there's conspiracy theories and a subset of shippers (stoked by both crowley and aziraphale's occasional penchant to sigh and vent about a vague crush they haven't named, but is definitely their mysterious roommate if you watched every stream and collaborated on an elaborate google doc to connect all the dots together) but their mods are the only ones who know they live together. (and ship it. of course they know about the crushes and ship it to death and are just watching with popcorn waiting for these idiots to figure it out)

some people piece it together with all the off hand mentions and mid stream tea deliveries, and more start to believe them when crowley drags aziraphale to a twitchcon event and they're seen being friendly in photos together. they're also aware of people constantly asking and guessing about their illusive roommates, but when crowley finally pops up on an aziraphale stream, both streamers are startled at just how insanely their communities react to the innocuous reveal.

nothing changes for aziraphale and crowley. they were never intentionally hiding the fact, so they just continue referring to each other in their normal vague terms. but now when a new viewer is like "who's your roommate?" long time subs with the lore will fill them in. and it very quickly starts to sound like "crowley lives with aziraphale, that wholesome kitchen streamer. someone's made a clip comp, you should go watch. it's adorable they're so in love" and crowley sees these messages like what the FUCK are yall talking about in here on this day, and bans a message for the first time in six months.

aziraphale of course sees none of these messages because he's a fuckin luddite and can't keep up with chat.

or. maybe he's just choosing not to acknowledge them. because if chat can see he's in love with crowley, does that mean crowley can see it too? and that is just unacceptable and terrifying to him, so he smiles and quickly starts explaining how to saddle stitch a book spine even though literally nobody asked

(anathema, newt, and nina have worked their way through the flavoured popcorn seasonings anathema's aunt sent her for christmas, and are now experimenting with homemade seasoning recipes together) (if maggie knew about all this, she would have put her foot down and demanded they talk to aziraphale and crowley about having a conversation)

[gellavonhamster]

assigning each straw hat pirate a knight of the round table

because I am currently obsessed both with One Piece and Arthuriana; not any kind of serious AU material, just silliness; I Wrote This for Me but You Can Read If You Like

Luffy: Arthur, not due to any similarities in characterization but purely on the functional level - the boy king, the inspirational leader and, as Sun God Nika, a mythical figure believed to return when people need him the most

Zoro: Lancelot, the perfect warrior who embodies that post that's like "it's not my fault that my love language is acts of service and all I know how to do is kill". There is no Queen Guinevere here, so all the undying devotion is aimed at the king instead. Canonically has massive tits. Mihawk is thus implied to be the Lady of the Lake, and I think that's hilarious

Nami: hear me out: Kay. Sharp-tongued, rather cynical, but loyal to a fault to his king/adopted little brother. Nami as part of the Coward Trio vs. Kay being unlucky on quests and generally the butt of the joke. Isn't known to be a great warrior but occupies an important position (navigator vs. seneschal) that keeps the ship/court going. Besides, looking from the opposite direction, I just think Kay deserves to be the hot girl

Usopp: Usopp, sweetie, I'm so sorry, but I gotta say Tristan. Because Tristan is constantly lying about his identity in the most ridiculous manner possible and it somehow works. That part in Le Morte d'Arthur when he's asked what his name is and goes "Tramtrist" and no one suspects a thing even though "Tramtrist" is just "Tristram" with syllables switched around has big Sniper King energy. Also, can't forget the beautiful blonde healer girlfriend

Sanji: oh, that's the easiest one. Gawain. The Maidens' Knight, the ladies' man, a great warrior and one of the king's closest and most trusted men. If you put together Gawain's characterizations from different texts, from SGATGK to Le Morte to the Vulgate & Post-Vulgate to Chrétien de Troyes to everything, you end up with a contradictory character who is simultaneously the best and the worst guy you'll ever meet, which is how I often feel about Sanji, tbh. Would totally fight at a tournament on behalf of a little girl. Has some kind of an epic gay thing with Lancelot

Chopper: Yvain. Son of a sorceress - ah, pardon, a woman of science; associated with animals; known to be nice and kind (the Vulgate Cycle describes him as the one "whose heart will be filled with every kindness"). Occasionally goes insane in the woods (Monster Point), but, like, who doesn't

Robin: try as I might, I can't pull any direct parallels out of my ass, but I do think that narratively she can be seen as kind of a quasi-Mordred. Since her very childhood she was proclaimed to be bad news and expected to eventually cause a catastrophe, but where Mordred, whom no one tries to persuade the prophecy doesn't define him, ends up becoming exactly what he's expected to become, Robin has people who support her and trust her even after witnessing her be the bad guy in the past, so she never becomes the evil others expect her to turn into

Franky: Sagramore the Desirous (or the Unruly, depending on the text/translation) is a big, strong, good-natured knight who probably has low blood sugar needs to have a snack after fighting because otherwise he'll pass out, much like a certain cyborg needs his cola. In the Post-Vulgate, he and Mordred were raised together, which can be linked to Frobin's fates being intertwined since childhood, because I've Connected the Dots (you didn't connect shit)

Brook: I wanted to pick a character of the older generation who nevertheless isn't a mentor figure to Arthur, and I struggle to think of a better option than Pellinore - not the predatory piece of shit in the medieval texts, but the eccentric but loveable old man in Camelot (1967). Brook is also on a quest focused on an extraordinary beast! Only he's not hunting it, he's trying to get back to it because that beast is his friend 🥺

Jinbei: I honestly don't remember if he counts as the Knight of the Round Table, but I am hereby appointing him Ector - Arthur's adoptive father and one of the nicest parental figures in Arthuriana (and probably one of the nicest people in Arthuriana, period). I've also considered Galehaut for the "(partially) non-human ruler who allies himself with Arthur" angle, but that would imply Jinbei/Zoro and I'm not ready to deal with that.

[lilitblaukatz]

My favourite loaded scene.

So he makes a couple of pings and counts the coast clear :)

I am from a household where I was prohibited almost everything. I was constantly under suspicion. What did it teach me? To leave things exactly how they were. To the circle of dust something was occupying. To the millimeter to the right. Kim knows the drill. It made me paranoid. I wonder, how paranoid he is.

It seems to me, that Kim's investigation was at full bloom when Porsche happened. Kim connected some dots and came right to his father for answers.

Khun Korn was really surprised to find his nosy youngster in his study unsuperwised. Probably someone received a punishment over it. Or some new rule, because earlier Korn wasn't that concerned. Because earlier Kim... Kim is (about) 22, and he started his investigation how long ago? And Kim came to snoop in his father's study only now. There was a reason for this. Before that point Kim didn't have a (good) reason to search the study and before that point Korn was sure Kim wouldn't (yet?).

Korn was surprised. Unpleasantly so. But soon his mask was back at place. As for Kim, he had some split of a second to put on his own mask.

I repeat here too, that Korn thinks any business of Kim's except the family one is irrelevant and unimportant. Kim is not happy about it.

Chess is an open game. No concealed cards, no hidden figures. All there is to see is there to see. You don't get to see one thing - your opponent thoughts.

That's what Kim goes for while not even been seated properly yet.

Their game (sorry, khun Korn, - war) is on the table, literally. The sweets between them are the cover, as the masks on their faces. The sweets can be easily switched for the chess board. That is what really placed between them. They see each other's pieces. Kim knows the white knight (Big) was moved (pieces on both sides are technically Korn's). Kim sees the black king - Porsche. He just doesn't know what Korn wants to do with it - yet.

Kim literally saying with the words from his mouth, that he is watching his Dad.

Despite doing some "very important" errands, Kim is still in the game. And Korn knows that he is a decent player. Korn doesn't mock that.

There is palpable tension. These people don't trust each other. But they are bound together so they are keeping the upfront. Korn wants to have Kim as a hired grossmeister, or as an interesting opponent, either way Korn wins.

Kim wants nothing for himself, but to know what the fuck is happening and how he can keep his brothers safe. So he got what he could here, now it is time to look for clues somewhere else, Maybe he'd stick by the koi pond around the time Tankhun goes to feed his beloved children. Maybe Kim will catch some truffle bread too ;-)

Till the next move, Pa. Toodles!

[mrs-monaghan]

Hey, since you often catch details and seem like an open-minded person, I want to share what I observed in the last few days. So, I definitely believe in Jikook but that was not always the case. My bias is Jimin and I always mostly focused on him, but once I observed Jungkook more carefully, the truth revealed itself step by step. Now something similar happened since I focused on Taehyung. And it seems crazy, to me as well, but please give it a chance! Watch "Nippon TV BUZZ RHYTHM 02 - BTS Cut" timestamp: 13:55, and watch (and listen to) all of their expressions closely, especially Jikook and Taehyung. Keep an eye on Namjoon, too. Then please look at the lyrics of Sweet Night and really reflect on them. Just as a reminder, there is Taehyung calling Jimin his "one and only best friend" in "Let's BTS" and similarly in Festa 2019, for example. I also am stuck on Jin calling Taehyung very generous and big-hearted in "Special Movie BTS MUSIC JOURNEY" (after the release of Sweet Night) and the others agreeing, their expressions speaking once again. Then finally those compilations where Taekook is apparently jealous of each other. Or Vmin. And now you just have to connect the dots but I did not see any other person who has done so. All those moments, all those compilations make so much more sense to me. All in all, it seems that Taehyung has or had feelings for Jimin. Sounds crazy! Of course we should not assume too much but the connections are there and in hindsight, they seem obvious. You just have to put the puzzle pieces together. I really hope that Taehyung is over it, because unrequited love hurts badly. Taehyung as a person makes so much more sense to me. His actions, his depression, his pain... Well, I guess Jimin did not call himself "Tailor of Chaos" without reason. That situation must have been difficult for him, too. Maybe (just maybe) that is an indicator regarding his state in 2020... And of course on Jungkook. But maybe that is the actual reason why Jungkook and Taehyung seem to be closer now, maybe mending their friendship! Especially, since Taehyung found a partner. And maybe Jikook feel some kind of guilt for causing Taehyung pain... who knows. There is much to think about and honestly, it sounds like pure fanfiction but if I learned something in life, it is that nothing is impossible. Hope you give it a chance, I really would like your opinion on all that. I certainly am feeling very surprised. Have a nice day :)

Yes anon, it takes very little for me to judge people seeing as I'm a lunatic myself 🤭🤭 if I had a shilling for everytime someone called me crazy I would have attended all of Suga's concerts and then some 😂 so u get no judgement from me my lovely 🙌🏽

Except insecure Jikookers, of course. Fuck you! I judge you everyday! 🤨🤨🤨

So! Umm yes. I've seen this theory being thrown around. I have friends who think this might be the case. And one of them is actually really good at analysing and picking up cues and she believes V may have had feelings for Jimin at some point and her arguments make sense.

But for me... idk. Idk anon. 🤔 I have a hard time picturing this. I will share a clip that will be hard for some of you to watch. So brace yourselves

Oh boy. Glad I have my anons off because u guys are already kinda mad at V atm 😂😂

Things to note about the first clip: (I know... I know. It's bad. I recently just discovered it and it doesn't look good, I agree)

a) Point to note number one is that, that is how most people in SK feel about homosexuality. As u can hear V is basically telling Jimin something is wrong with him mentally for liking men. And when u grow up with everyone around u telling u this, of course u will believe it. It also explains why he would keep the company he keeps. (Go Google Bogum and his cult scandal) People in SK don't believe men can be with other men. And those who have seen it happen, think its a mental illness. This was obviously embedded in V for him to have done this not once, but twice. And this is only what we saw on camera.

b) 2nd point to note; Taekook just cannot be real. It's just, impossible. Yes, V has changed, obviously. Hanging out with Jimin will do that to you. He obviously doesn't feel as strongly about homosexuality like he used to. And he loves Jimin and JK which means he has adjusted his mentality. But, this is a guy who used to say basically homophobic stuff to his friend. And as u can see, that clip is from around May 2015 So at what point would V have started dating JK as early as 2013 when this is how he felt about his friend a boy, liking boys?

c) 3rd point to note; Jimin doesn't deny it. I hate how he's just defending himself there repeating over and over; I don't like you that way, so what's your issue? I dont behave that way towards you, why you mad? Anyway, Jimin doesn't once say "no i don't like men." Or "stop lying" he just says "I don't feel that way about you."

d) Last point to note, Jikook is real. Why? Because what triggered V, was Jimin telling JK to sit next to him. And immediately V goes off about how something is wrong with Jimin in the head because these days he likes men. Likes JK.

Now anon, let's go back to point number 2. I know internalised homophobia is a thing. (Thank you Shameless! You taught me sm!) But it stems from someone hating that they like someone of the same sex and they don't want to be that way, but they are. So saying V used to have a crush on Jimin insinuates he would have had to get over his homophobia and start seeing Jimin in a new light. I mean, it's Jimin and the Jimin effect is a thing that exists. But, still. Idk. I just don't know. Watching that clip tells me that his parents are like this. Him being so close with the WS, tells me he wouldn't have kept them as friends if at any one point he started liking someone of the same sex. Knowing how they feel about it.

V is more accepting now, of course. But Jikook are in the closet and only close knit people know about it. And V definitely isn't divulging that to the WS. Again, knowing how they feel about this topic.

What am I saying anon? I think those V jealous Vmin moments that exist are because he "lost" his bestfiend when Jikook became a thing. He had to share Jimin with JK. And I imagine Jimin tried to be there for both of them but sometimes JK took priority and maybe V didn't like that. They used to be bestfriends. Super close. V even looked after Jimin in school. Asked some people he knew to look after the new kid because that was his friend. They were close. Really close. Then satellite Jeon comes and changes everything.

Now to the assignment you gave me. The question was who's the most romantic

Suga (what?) And RM say JK. Guess they've seen it first hand. 🤭 Also Jikook both point at Jin

V on the other hand says Jikook but then changes it to just Jimin

I also looked at the lyrics of sweet night (he sounds so good) and I'm guessing you're talking about this part;

Anon, if you ship Vmin, or are suspicious of Vmin, it would be easy to conclude this song is about Jimin. Easy. But if you're like me who believes V is as straight as a ruler, then the first thing I think of when I hear that, is some girl he liked at the time that he was really close to. Someone he dated in the past, maybe. To me V is as straight as they come and I could try, but I cannot see where you're coming from.

But if you listen to sweet night and then watch V jealous compilations, you're gonna be influenced. Because you're going in already thinking the best friend he's talking about is Jimin! But, remember, you don't have to have romantic feelings for someone to be jealous. You can be jealous that your sister is spending too much time with someone else. You can be jealous your bestfriend doesn't make time for you anymore ever since they started dating. You know what I mean?

That's what I think you saw. In my opinion, of course. I could be wrong and way off base but...yeah.

In Conclusion: Vmin isn't real and there was never potential for it to be so.

I appreciate u trusting me with this ask, anon 😘

[hellofromthehallowoods]

I AM RUNNING UP AND DOWN THE WALLS AND ON THE CEILING AND ALL AROUND AND BITING AND MX. WELLMAN

MX. WELLMAN

All I will be doing is frantically trying to connect the dots and put the pieces together

I'm trying to make coherent thoughts but I'm a mix between a dog frantically running around the house and Pepe Silvia

WHAT A SEASON PREMIER TY

The buzz has been phenomenal. Can't wait to give y'all more pieces for the stringing!

[ohno-the-sun]

Sooo... here are my theories for your luca au... or what I theories about to happen :3

(Rather more question)

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I am really interested what Moon thinks about his mother. Ofc it could be not his mother(with Moon's logic), but what if she was? And now he doesn't even have a chance to get to know her. But Sun had her all the time... I hope this will be not a conflict between the boys~ 👀👀

And also I am so interested how this all mer-things work. Like what abilities Sun have? Can he also sing lullabies? Or his song has other effects? Do their song has the same effect on land if they want?

And what is with the hatching? I am a little bit surprised Moon is not asking more about Sun, and Sun is not asking more about how this could have happened, and why "broke the curse" specifically after his mother died. Is her mother really a human? Or another powerful siren, who somehow found a loophole to live in land? Is this common? Why did they split Sun and Moon?... there is still so much mystery around this topic.

Monty and Moon is kinda cute, but ohohohoo~ I am waiting for the scene, where Sun and Moon somehow both meet up with Bright. And I assume it will be somehow that Bright will see one of their mer-form. And freak out. Then so so so much distrust. That slowly could be build back up🥺

Because at one point they have to tell Bright that they go for a trip alone... or Bright will find about it themself.

And also the townsfolk. I mean... Sun and Moon's apperance as humans are not so...inconspicuous... so I am curious what the towsfolk think about the twins. And if there are more mers around, or just them.

And also Fazco! What do they already know about mers? How loyal Monty is? How much do he know? Is he really so stupid to not connect the dots about Moon (sry for the wording)😅 or just play along and wait for Moon to tell him himself that he is the mer. ... I mean... Moon literally showed up exactly after the mer "attack". And not like he showed up every day... it was unusual why then... so Monty really not see the connection, or think it was suspicious, that not only then showed up, but also told him to stop hunting for mers?

...if he really knows Moon as close as I think... he never wondered why Moon has those scars... and always after he hunted for the mer, Moon got a new scar?

AAAAA!!! I am so excited about where this go >:D ♡♡♡♡ either way you choose, I wanna see where this goes♡

Ooo hohohoh I love these thoughts

For the first question, wait and see ;)

Second question has been a little bit answered already in the fic

Third is a big part of the mystery so wait and see!

Hehe hoho wonder what Bright will do

The twins certainly are an oddity!

I will say about them not figuring it out, a lot of the characters (sans Moon) are a little dense. Bright notices things but puts the pieces together in the wrong way, Monty has a very strong division between the people he likes and the people (or things) he hates. Monty especially doesn't like to think that his friends could lie to him, even if signs point to the contrary

[zizz-asdf-re-r-o-u]

help for predictions for fanciful capriccio part 2

Alright, so several reddit comments/posts and twitter posts are already connecting the dots and predicting that fanciful capriccio might have a part 2, and that kuya and rei are in that part 2.

Imma give some theories and also ask for help cause i can't help but theorize this shit xD

So Fairy Tale tower= Olivine, Canal bridge= Yakumo.

The other 2 grayed out buildings look like a shrine and a steaming pond or hot spring.

Now, a full sized event map that someone put together: https://twitter.com/nucnugget/status/1753006763031581086

In the map, on the right side is clearly the Rapunzel and White snake motifs.

On this^ left side, we see an odango food stand, the hot spring/steaming pond, a treehouse looking thing, topper, some racoons, and a PURPLE SHRINE (the same shrine in the grayed out building).

Temple- I am guessing Kuya since it's freakin PURPLE, and, while this is extremely predictable, I'm hoping that he's the legend of the 9 tailed fox, aka Tamamo-no-Mae. Mostly cause I miss Kuya's fox ears and a nine-tailed fox kuya card will be SO gorgeous, and very in character. And a good gray-area villain role for the story.

Hot spring/steaming pond- Rei? But i have no idea what folk tale/fairy tale that might be. The only other possible hint is that in prologue 4, we see Garu chasing Father and calling Father a bluebird "that brings good luck". There's actually a lot fairy tales/myths that feature good luck bluebirds, so that helps but doesn't narrow down enough.

If anyone can help me piece this together, lemme know.

[bakugokemkatsuki]

Alleyway (pt. 1)

Dabi (Touya Todoroki) x Reader (GN?)

**Note: I wrote this invistioniing a Fem! Reader but never actually say/imply it so anyone could read **Genre: Fluff(?) **Warning(s): Cussing, and weapon meantioned **Word Count: 642 **Key: Talking Dabi, You

“Can you drop the fucking knife?” “Why don’t you drop the fucking attitude first, sweetheart?” Dabi had you pinned against a wall knife to your neck. This wasn’t this first time you had been in this situation with Dabi threatening your life, but you were certain to make it your last. “So why are you here, doll?” His voice dripped with arrogance and mockery with every word. “Come to finish me off at last?” You stayed silent trying to think of a way out of this. He overpowered you and being quirkless put you in a very bad position.

You remember your first encounter like it was yesterday. You were working with the pro heroes because though you were quirkless you were quite the detective. You were able to help solve many cases because of your amazing deductive reasoning skills. You ended up on a case about some mysterious fires killing several people. At first the investigators chalked it up to being accidental or an arsonist. Then the league of villains came on the scene, and you quickly pieced the puzzle together. Now when you had your first encounter you didn’t know nearly as much as you know now. This time you were prepared. The first meeting you had ended up in the crossfires of pros and the league of villains. Dabi had grabbed you and threatened to incinerate you then and there. He ended up letting you go but he also got away. This time was different though.

This time was different because after that encounter you did all the digging on Dabi as you could. Finding out anything and everything the agency had on him. You tracked his movements and kept digging. When digging you discovered the only Touya Todoroki case. It didn’t take long to connect the dots (though everyone thought you were just reaching after all Touya was dead). You knew the truth though and you were planning on using that. Now was your chance and yet you found yourself struggling to take him down. Tell him you know the whole truth and get answers. You had a pager in your pocket you could press, and pros would come running to the rescue, yet you found yourself unable to do it. You didn’t know why but being this close to him you couldn’t help but get lost in his beautiful blue eyes. Why? He was a villain, he stood for the opposite of your values, yet you couldn’t help but want to be closer to him.

“Hello, sweetheart. You listening?” You were totally zoned out and had missed most of what he had been saying. “Listen… I need to tell you something.” “Go on then, tell me.” His grip loosened and he moved the blade away, but you didn’t try to run. “Dabi, is it? I’ve been researching about you and investigating you. Tracking you even since our first meeting.” “Wow my own stalker.” “Shut up. It was for my job not for pleasure, I’m not a freak. Anyways I came across something and I was just wondering. You’re the “dead” Touya Todoroki aren’t you?” He completely let’s go of you and stumbles back momentarily, stunned by your question. “How did you know? No one knows?” “I came across the file while I was doing research on you and unlike my incompetent coworkers, I was able to connect the dots.” “Yes.” “Yes?” “I am Touya Todoroki.” Silence fell between you two, finally he spoke again. “The pager in your pocket. You could’ve pressed it by now. I know it alerts the pros to your location and they’ll come to save you. So why not press it?” “Honestly? Because I don’t think I need them to save me. At least not here. Not from you.” “What’s that suppose to me?” “I just mean I think I’m safe with you….”

[nadjaandlaszlo]

i am absolutely BEGGING Marwa to connect the dots. i want her to consider the sudden love she has for Guillermo. i want her to remember she likes all the same things as Nandor. i want it to dawn on her, while she’s in conversation with an increasingly worried Nandor, that he used a wish to make them like the same things. i want her to discover that’s why she likes Guillermo so much. i want Nandor to watch her put every piece together, slowly, painstakingly, waiting for her reaction, not even bothering to hide it or backtrack or say she’s wrong because he simply doesn’t care enough at this point. i want him to stay silent as he waits for her response. i want her to be angry, because she deserves it after the shit he’s put her through, but i want her to be understanding and for her good nature to overwhelm the anger just long enough for her to tell him it’s okay. i want her to help him devise a plan to win Guillermo’s heart once and for all. i want her as a bridesmaid (groomsmaid?) at any eventual Nandermo wedding. i want Marwa to be the reason Nandor finally steps up. i want them to end on good terms and i want them to both be happy. literally begging on my knees rn

[rosietrace]

The things we do for love 1/2

Characters featured: Victoria Shard, Kiara Rhys, Sarah Marigold, Aldrich Edelweiss (@revivemyreverie)

Pairing: Victoria Shard x Aldrich Edelweiss

Synopsis: Love is a difficult subject, don't you think? To think, one would devote themselves to someone so much.... They would worship them, fight for them. Kill for them.

Warning(s): Murder (not explicitly described), kidnapping, corpses, homicide, Aldrich in general /hj, illegally obtaining personal information, potentially ooc moments

[ Apologies for any out of character moments ]

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Loving someone, wholeheartedly and steadfastly, ready to sacrifice everything for the sake of being with them… Is nothing short of a challenge.

Stories like that are a tale as old as time. The kind of love so all-encompassing, so unimaginative, so…. Perfect.

Kiara believed a love like that to be true. She wished for that for herself and all her cousins at large.

But…. Then Victoria…

“Y-You and Prince Edelweiss??” Kiara stiffened up, utterly stunned.

Sipping on her tea, Victoria smiled softly. “Yes,” so she replied. “He's quite charming, is he not?”

Charming wasn't the best word to describe Aldrich. At least to Kiara, and many other members of Pomefiore.

She couldn't quite understand a mind like her cousin's. Everything about Victoria — from the way she walked, talked, acted, and even sounded — she was completely, beautifully unreadable.

It was hard for Kiara to comprehend that out of all the people out there, her cousin chose…. The Crown Prince of the Edelweiss Empire.

“V-Victoria, with all due respect-”

“If you have come here to pester me about my lover as Sarah did, then it shouldn't come as a surprise to you that I am firmly rejecting any offers of breaking things off with him.”

Kiara pursed her lips. But…. The Prince is…

To say Aldrich was concerning was an understatement. Kiara didn't know him well, especially in comparison to Victoria, but she always had the feeling that Aldrich… Was unusual.

She was justified, of course! Upon hearing what had occurred in the Edelweiss Empire, once upon a time, she quickly put the pieces together.

And deduced that it was Aldrich who had committed such a crime.

Naturally, Kiara had every right to be surprised and — more specifically — bewildered by the notion that her elder cousin was in a relationship with the prince.

Knowing Victoria, she must've connected the dots about it by now. Kiara thought, her grasp on her teacup all but firm. But if that were the case…. Why would she even be with him?

Speaking of which, a dove had perched itself on the balcony they sat from; a gift alongside them.

Victoria's eyes shone in silent excitement, gently petting the dove and bidding it adieu once it had flown away.

“Err….” Kiara didn't exactly know how to start up a conversation, at the moment. “What is that, cousin?”

Victoria let out a hum. “A gift from Aldrich,” her lips curved upwards. “How sweet.”

Opening the small box, her lips parted, a silent shine in her sapphire eyes. Tilting her head to the side, Kiara wondered what had garnered such a reaction from someone as expressionless as Victoria.

She soon received her answer. Victoria took out a small piece of chocolate cake, with the frosting laid out on top to resemble white roses.

Victoria giggled. “How sweet of Aldrich, knowing my tastes so well.”

Kiara could only shudder at the thought of how Aldrich received word of Victoria's love of sweets. Given his tendencies, she could only assume the worst…

“Victoria….”

Kiara received a hum in response, and she trod onward.

“Prince Edelweiss seems to cherish you, very much so,” Once again, Kiara cocked her head to the side. “But… The last I checked, didn't he once threaten your life?”

Her words alone were enough for Victoria to set her fork down, a dangerously calm look in her eyes.

The kind of look that could kill within seconds.

“V-Victoria, I didn't mean-”

“I believe it's time for you to leave. It's getting late.”

Those words alone were just befuddling. They were both in the same dorm, for seven's sake!

“But-”

“Kiara, dear,” Victoria's hands were as cold as ice when they laid over Kiara's. “It's getting late. We wouldn't want you going past Vil's curfew and getting in trouble, now, would we?”

What she was saying was merely an excuse. A convincing excuse, yes, but Kiara had known her cousin for long enough to know whether she was lying or not. At least most of the time.

This time, she didn't need to think it through.

Kiara stood, sending her cousin one last polite smile before hastily exiting her dorm room.

Victoria smiled as she waved her younger cousin good night. But that smile quickly faded.

Sighing, Victoria didn't bother to turn her head to look at the crow perching itself atop the balcony; in the exact spot the dove rested.

“Anything?” she asked the crow, picking up her slice and calmly eating at it, leaving little room for crumbs.

The crow tilted its head before it began flying around her in a circle. It dropped a letter, letting out a caw, before flying off.

Victoria's eyes narrowed, legs crossed. Taking hold of the letter, she wasn't the least bit surprised by its contents.

Receiving information on those she considers an adversary is practically a hobby for her, at this point.

A Shard — especially one as sharp as her — will do anything to satisfy their ambition. No matter the costs.

༝ㅤ･ㅤ˚ㅤ。ㅤ.ㅤ⋆ㅤ✧̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜【♛】

Aldrich wandered the woods. Not the ones in Pomefiore, but rather his personal hunting ground in Edelweiss.

Mercilessly shooting down a deer, he hummed in satisfaction and walked to his now-dead prey.

He chuckled to himself. “Oh, how lovely,” his hand found its way to his cheek, a look in his eyes that one could only call: crazed. “My darling savior will absolutely adore this…”

A trophy, of sorts. Aldrich knows of the tradition of gifting one's love a ‘trophy’ from a hunting venture. A way to express their devotion that they'd do anything, anything, for them.

Even if it costs the life of another.

“.... But what if she doesn't like it?” He sighed to himself. “My savior is of the most selective type…. I'm uncertain of how she'll feel about something like a deer head. Perhaps the heart, instead?”

Aldrich concluded. Shrugging his shoulders, he simply decided to give Victoria the deer's head and its heart.

Surely, that was worthy enough of showing his devotion to her, yes?

Although, I have to wonder….. Aldrich thought to himself, angling his head upwards to stare at the horizon.

…. How does my darling devote herself to me?

༝ㅤ･ㅤ˚ㅤ。ㅤ.ㅤ⋆ㅤ✧̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜【♛】

“Filthy….”

Victoria sat on a chair, sharpening a now-clean knife in her hands. She stared down the bloodied corpse lying down on the floor, and hummed.

“And you can ensure that no one will receive word of this?”

“Positive.”

Sarah Marigold leaned against the wall, eyes narrowing at the corpse in disgust. To think, this is what Vivi-chan would be willing to do for that creep….

She was reluctant to assist Victoria in this little ‘business trip’ of hers. Although she loved her cousin with everything she had, Sarah couldn't deny the limits someone as obsessive as she could have.

Especially when Aldrich Edelweiss was involved.

Sarah couldn't help but grit her teeth. She couldn't stand it, couldn't stand the mere thought that Victoria would spare the time to do…. All this, for Aldrich.

“.... You may leave.”

Sarah stiffened. “W-What-?”

“I appreciate your assistance, Sarah, truly,” Victoria spoke so coldly that it was hard for Sarah to tell if she was telling the truth. “But I believe you should leave. At once.”

Sarah wouldn't argue. She just couldn't.

She let out a reluctant huff, bowing to her cousin before leaving the room. Albeit, not as hastily as Kiara did, in a (slightly) similar situation.

Leaning back against her seat, Victoria sighed, lips parted, slowly curving upwards into a twisted smile.

“For you, my Aldrich….

.... All of this, for you.”

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In dedication to — @revolllutionary/@revivemyreverie

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[terristarstrike]

Is This The Real Me?

Oh boy... we're heading into some huge spoiler territory as we explore the true heritage of our little human protagonist, Bailey Wilson. Apparently, Bailey is actually an orphan girl with a mysterious past, and we're about to dive into who.. or what she truly is.

GIANT-SIZED SPOILERS FOR TERRI STARSTRIKE AHEAD

Bailey Wilson thought that her life was completely normal. She had a loving father, a sweet stepmother, and a groovy big brother, but she barely knew anything about the biological mother who brought her into the world. All she could recall was the night of her first birthday, when she was left on the doorstep of her father's house. At first, she desperately wanted to learn about her mother's identity, but she didn't show that much interest when she was already happy with her family.

After Terrina Ave-Lo came into her life, it seemed that everything was right in the world, but Bailey suddenly gained a feeling: the feeling that she wasn't meant to be in this tiny human body. She just learned about the existence of a whole world of giants, out in space, so maybe she could try to take the form of a fifty-foot Jotuzon to see if she would feel better in her own skin, and when she finally assumed Jotuzon form, she finally experienced true euphoria!

Bailey had just came home from a pretty fun experience in her new giant form, but she also found something in the basket where she found her new transformation bracelet. What the hell was a Jotuzon Bracelet doing in her old baby basket? It would be odd for an invention from the Giants to be found in her father's old junk.. but then again, maybe he did have some connection with those giants. After all, he was an astrophysicist!

Bailey asked her girlfriend Terri about the old Jotuzon tech in her old basket, and if her father knew any of the Jotuzons while he was still alive. Terrina was too young to remember Irwin, or if any humans had a peaceful relationship with her race, but Bailey was starting to put all the pieces together. What if this a sign of her own true identity, and where she truly came from?

Bailey searched through her father's old documents to find a bunch of old photos lying in a box near the basket. The names written on the label of the box were Irwin Wilson, and someone named Athene Lo-Shanta. It sure sounded like a Jotuzon name. Perhaps, he's been hiding something from her, or more importantly, he's been hiding it from the other humans. Hesitant to learn the truth about herself, Bailey took a deep breath and opened the box.

She scattered her hands through the box and picked up an old Polaroid picture of her father with a mysterious maiden. The maiden spotted bright violet eyes, and a brunette hairdo with purple tips. She looked like.. a Jotuzon! This Athene person couldn't be her real birth mother, but then again, maybe she could be! Bailey found multiple photos of the couple at a concert, by the lake, on a formal date, and weirdly enough, there were no photos of Bailey as a baby. "Strange.." she thought. But there was more.. she found a photo of Irwin sitting on top of Athene's knees at her full giant size, and another of the giant woman kissing little Irwin on her hands. This is too good to be true! Irwin fell in love with a Jotuzon? Once Bailey connected the dots in her head, it was all starting to make sense!

Bailey couldn't believe it! At this point, her mind had nearly exploded to smithereens, her "Twilight Zone" fantasies were coming true! "My mom was an alien!.. MY MOM WAS AN ALIEN! And not just an alien, but A GIANT!! And that means I'm a giant too! I finally know who I am!" Bailey squealed at the top of her lungs and hugged her girlfriend with tears of joy. She finally found her place in the universe, as one of the Jotuzons! Bailey's giant form was her true form all along. She wasn't a human who became a Jotuzon, she was a Jotuzon who spent 15 years of her life hiding as a human!

But what now? She knew that her dad tried everything to protect her, especially from major alien paranoia. He tried to give her a normal life, but now the truth of the Jotuzons' existence is much too large to kept hidden, especially in the times she was living in. Her true heritage is not something that should be kept under wraps anymore. Even worse, no one knew what happened to her mother. Poor little Bailey was stranded here, on Earth, for 15 years, but now, even in her tiny little human form, she can show off a little pride in her true half-Jotuzon heritage, and the best part, she has a loving Jotuzon girlfriend who can help reconnect her with her lost heritage. She may be figuring it all out for herself, but hiding her identity is not something Bailey will resort to. At long last, it's about time people recognize her for who she truly is: a Jotuzon!

[dropped-stitches]

The Death of Hope

I am wrung out by war and tragedy, the cruelty of capitalism and the transgressions that people are driven to commit. 

I am neither rich nor poor, I’ve worked (like the vast majority of us) in jobs where I knew I was a cog in a capitalist wheel. I live, work, love, think and create - I exist - in the safe confines of a small life untouched by war and want. I feel smaller as the world gets bigger, here in my snug average life.

I am tired. So very tired. What can I do to help the world? I meditate, I think, I strive to be a better friend, partner, writer, to be a better human in the small ways that we are told will be good for us and for the world. I educate myself, I witness, I speak (loudly in real life, softly in the vastness of the internet). I cry, I rail, I rage against those injustices I know of, in the past, present and the future. 

And through it all, I lose hope. 

I lose hope atom by atom. I feel tiny bits of my soul being burned off with every new atrocity I hear of, and with the awareness of all the atrocities I know must be going on that I don’t know of. How heavy we’ve made life and living. How impossible it feels to hold on to humanity when our individuality is subsumed by the overpowering presence of the group. 

My life is filled with small, significantly insignificant interactions with people. I’ve found most people, one-on-one, want to be good to each other. Or, at the very least, most people, one-on-one, do not want to be bad to each other. Most of us just want to get on with our small lives, maximise our small wins and minimise our small losses. 

But put us together in a group, bring our - entirely human - need for belonging to the foreground, and we end up losing our small, harmless humanity to become part of something greater, and uglier, than the sum of its parts. 

I truly believe we were not made for the digital age. We were not, most of us, made for the sheer volume of information we have access to. We were not made to live our lives with the billions of people on the internet just a thin piece of glass away, shouting at us through the windows of our devices. Our minds are not made for a 24-hour news cycle, for living our lives online, or for consuming the amount of ‘content’ we do. Our brains, poor human things still stuck in the evolutionary rung of some distant pastoral past, are too fragile to handle the noise, and crave peace in the form of moments of silence and moments of boredom.

I also truly believe in the power of stories, in the inherent value of art and in creation. I’m using my luck and privilege now to get back into education and hopefully tell stories, but my voice feels small and selfish. But the very act of creating and writing feels self-indulgent, and posting online feels like adding to the chaos and cacophony on the internet and the world. What does my small, quiet, safe life have to offer in a world gone mad, but more noise and less peace?

There was a thread on r/askhistorians about completed genocides, and that’s where I found out about the people of the Banda islands, a whole society completely eradicated within a couple of decades by the Dutch because they wanted a monopoly on nutmeg and mace. A monopoly! The Banda were happy to trade with them, the way they traded with everyone else, but the Dutch policy was to have a monopoly on whatever they wanted to trade in. This information is going to live rent-free in my head, this event that happened four hundred years ago, that I can do absolutely nothing about. I sit on my comfortable sofa, warm and safe, and draw parallels between cruelty in the past and the present, and anticipate the cruelties of the future. What fresh horrors are we going to unleash upon the world this year, and the decades and centuries following? 

I think of the bloody dots that connect our shared history of fighting for land, fighting to take, to colonise, to retake, recover, fighting for wealth that masquerades as righteousness. All the while, most of us, the average cog in the capitalist machine, are fed intellectual and militaristic opium in the form of the idea that a group of people, of ‘peoples’, bound by made-up concepts, deserve some part of the world. We’ve been taught that humanity has inherited the earth, as though we own the whole world, and don’t share it with millions of other species. 

I think of how Palestinians, who have lived and loved, created, procreated and died on that blood-soaked land for thousands of generations, are been exterminated in the name of someone’s ‘Holy Land’ because...why? Because of something in the Old Testament? Because the British could not stop fucking up every land they touched? Because we have not been taught, as a species, to stop, just for once to please just fucking stop wanting more and more and more of everything? 

How can I not lose hope when we’re all caught up in this ugly mess of capitalism, geopolitics, nationalism and fundamentalist religion that cares nothing for the children buried under rubble. 

[thisbetternotawakenanything]

Teaser trailer fuck yeah let’s look at costumes!

Everybody’s favourite reprehensible people show is ready to tease us, let’s see what we can glean from the attire, shall we? The resolution is Twitter shitty, and I’ve pumped up the chroma so we can see colour themes on the blurry pile of screen caps, but let’s go anyway!

First: Team Logan. He’s still in the blue and blue squares we’ve come to recognise as being his attire of loyalty signalling. Hope you choke on your cheesecake, Logan! The Egg and the Egg Sucker got dressed together over FaceTime. Note the entire room of core yes men and women cloaked in blue, and Gerri is wearing PANTS, which is such a radical departure for her I worry for her mental health. But she’s also rocking a punk for her triple ear piercing (J Smith Cameron’s IRL ear piercing, will it disappear before it airs?), and I’ve decided to imagine Roman talked her into that at some point. Kerry in a blue suit version of her Italy pink suit says, “Who’s got the supermax pussy grip now, Marcia? I’m bringing Business Pussy. His favourite.” I am vomiting up my lunch. That purple circle is possibly Laird! Bring back Laird! Logan also addresses his blue and grey company drones, with a beige assist from Cyd Peach.

Now let’s deal with Team Progeny:

ALERT! Roman’s wearing his Probably Fucked Gerri In An Alternate Universe YACHT SHIRT. But also a little piece of flair on his right wrist. What does it mean Miley Screaming dot gif?! I wish I could see his pants. Roman’s always been blue too, but the fact he’s holding on to his blue status despite being booted from the Waystar nest? He’s still bootleg Logan, and still connected in his heart and mind. Gerri in blue, Roman in blue. Can you feel the YEARNING? Connor in blue, no surprises there. Shiv still dragging her beige behind her from season 3, only she’s added some Kendall signature brown to indicate her emotional landscape is fucked. Kendall is still skulking in Earth tones, pretending he’s in touch with planet earth. They’re in LA and Shiv is happy about it. That pink room in (presumably) some LA house! That pink (NY)karaoke bar! Just when you thought Roman’s undershirts couldn’t get sluttier than Italy, somebody put this one on a really hot wash and now it’s so tight we have no choice but to jerk off suffer. Is he feeling constricted, or sexy? Why not both? Undershirt plus business pants including belt is basically Roman’s pyjamas, so his moody hot beverage on a balcony enjoyment tracks with that. Roman, you’d better be on the phone to Gerri (10-20% chance he is) and I’d love it if that bracelet was somehow meaningful in a wanting Gerri to love you way, but I’m not holding my breath. But your long distance couples costuming has been noted!

Bets on which song Connor makes them sing at karaoke? And how much peer pressure will it take to make Roman join in? If it’s We Are The Champions I will catapult myself into the sun. I have a feeling Gerri might be living some season 1 plot deja vu.

Bonus: Excited for Norway!