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cathyun · 2 years

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when you're upset

pairing: ot5 (separate) x reader genre: fluff, comfort wc: 0.9k warnings: food mentions, reader is upset summary: different ways on how they show their love for you on days when you're upset.

🦊 yeonjun !

Spoiling you.

Yeonjun is probably the type to spoil you and treat you like royalty. So the moment he found out you were feeling down, he'd drop everything he was doing, rushing to buy your comfort foods on the nearest store. You are his number one priority, you're on top of everything he does so he'd do anything in his power to cheer you up no matter how busy his schedule is. He'd also play a movie you adore and you'd both watch it while cuddling in your warm bed, with different types of food in front of you. By the end of the movie your head would be resting on his chest, listening to the sound of his beating heart, his hands gently playing with your hair. You probably fell asleep in that position too, mainly because you feel safe around him. He'd only admire at you, gaze filled with undying love matched with a smile that says a thousand words, before making himself comfortable and sleeping with you. You're bound to feel lighter sooner or later bc your favorite person is next to you. That's just the Yeonjun effect <3

🐰 soobin !

Holding you close.

As a leader, Soobin is really quick to notice even the smallest details, so it wasn't a surprise when he immediately found out that you're sad. He likes to show that he cares through his actions, so the first thing he would probably do is hold you close — not in the overbearing way though, he would always make sure that you were comfortable enough before initiating anything with you. When he noticed you weren't feeling great, he'd be testing the waters first before his hands would be all over you, gently rubbing your back and making you feel safe against his arms. He's the perfect person for cuddles, specially since he's tall. He doesn't pressure you to talk about what happened. Instead, he'd wait until you're ready to open up and he would glady offer advices or just listen to what you say in general — whatever you prefer, he's willing to do. Overall, he's the most bf ever and he loves you to the core :)

🐻 beomgyu !

Singing for you.

We all know that although Beomgyu is often loud and funny, he is also quiet and in tune with his emotions. Which is why, I think he would see through your facade and think of a way to cheer you up immediately. There's no better way to do that than singing for you. He thinks that he's no good with words and hopes he could deliver his concern through the song he'll sing. Both of you were probably in your bedroom, laying down, until he surprises you by standing up and taking his guitar. You sit in silence, listening and watching as he softly strums on his guitar. You'd notice how familiar it sounds like, it wasn't until he starts singing when you come to a realization that he's singing your favorite song. Every word is said with so much gentleness, and you just immediately know that this is his way of telling you that he's here for you. Always. Whether that would be through songs or words, he would always be there for you. You tackle him in a hug afterwards, making a mental note to give him many compliments about his singing voice later on ♡

🐿️ taehyun !

Taking care of you.

There are moments when you feel too upset, too drained, to do anything. It's usually moments like this that you can't take care of yourself, because even feeding yourself felt like a chore and not a routine to keep your body healthy. But it's also moments like this that you're glad to have your own Taehyun. Taehyun would notice this almost immediately, the way you barely get up from your bed and feeling tired from doing the most simple thing. No need to worry because he'd gladly help you with everything. Feel too depressed to feed yourself? He already did your grocery for you and is on his way to cook your favorite food. Feel too drained to bath yourself? He's now preparing a warm bath for you, he'd even help you shower if you really wanted — hands massaging your scalp and back gently, while you lean to his touch. Feel too tired to do anything? That's fine, too. He's willing to lay with you in silence if that's what you truly wanted. He's always one call away <3

🐧 hyuka !

Muttering sweet words to you.

Just like the rest of txt, Kai would notice almost immediately. He'd be so heartbroken at the sight of you being so down, which is why he is quick to come up with ways on how to make you feel better again. Whatever you were doing, as soon as he detects your mood, his hands would be cupping your face which succeeds in capturing your attention. You'd look at him in confusion, but he only looks back with fondness in his eyes. He'd suprise you again when he suddenly says, "It's okay to feel down." Then he pecks your lips, backs away and speaks again. "I'll always be here for you." Pecks you again, backs away and tells you another set of encouragement. "You can tell me anything and I'd be willing to listen." This repeats for another minute until you're giggling in the kiss and your eyes are shining with unshed tears. He smiles at the sight, warmth spreading through his chest. He continuously peppers your face with kisses and you bask yourself in his comforting gestures :(

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strongheartneteyam · 1 year

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Realize where you belong.

Pairing: neteyam sully x female!dreamwalker!reader/female!human!reader

Chapter 6

CW: lots of angst, jealousy is not even the right word to describe neteyam's state anymore, emotionally hurt neteyam, yandere neteyam, reader has a hard time trying to fight her feelings for neteyam, mentions of using someone with the intention of forgetting someone else, mild violence, mentions of sexual fluids, possessive and territorial neteyam, mentions of depressive symptoms, use of alcohol, feelings of fear, tension, confessions of love, fluff. I think that's all (??)

✨ IM BACK ✨ I can't even believe I managed to finally update this fanfic! 😂 All of a sudden I spent days on end being a 24/7 nurse for my spayed kitten and didn't have time for anything + having to give her 2 different pills at 2 different times, all during the am hours, plus another one in the morning, left me SOOO sleep deprived. It was horrible. Thank God she doesn't have to take the pills anymore. ANYWAY lol Guys, in the beginning of the chapter until the middle of it, I think, I know you guys are gonna want to murder me or reader or both (you know that y/n meme with the pic of the blonde girl "choking" her own shadow in the wall, saying like "babe this is not us" or smth? so… pretty much that! lol) BUT I PROMISE it's gonna be really good in the end 🥲 trust me, please 🥺 it's the moment most of us (yes, me included!) have been waiting for! 💕 Also, this is a longer chapter, compared to the usual. Maybe a compensation for my absence? Idk! lol I just hope you guys like it! haha OKAY if I say anything else, it'll be a spoiler lol love y'all to death!!! my readers are my babies, my lil angels… I truly freaking love you guys so much!!! 🫀⚘

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Chapter 5

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I can see you standing, honey, with his arms around your body

Laughin', but the joke's not funny at all

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I can see you staring, honey, like he's just your understudy

Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me

Second, third, and hundredth chances

Balancin' on breaking branches

Those eyes add insult to injury

exile (Taylor Swift, Bon Iver)

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The air was thick and chaotic at the Olo'eyktan's hut that morning. Everyone seemed to be a bit too restless, either getting ready to go show up to their duties to the clan, like Neytiri, or thinking about some personal struggle, like Kiri, who was lost in thought, looking a bit sad. But she was also mixing some herbs and flowers, preparing a thick, violet colored substance that was used to treat wounds, that she would later give to Neytiri. Kiri would always help Neytiri a lot, assisting her in her Tsahìk position in the Omatikaya clan.

But Neteyam still stood out among the whole family. He was unmistakably grumpy that morning, Lo’ak noticed, as he was - once again - watching the weird way his older brother was behaving. Neteyam was not being his usual calm and caring self. He was not trying to take care of everyone, not giving out smiles and trying to cheer his siblings up. He was even distracted when Jake was giving him instructions about how today's training would go and giving him other orders, like telling him to keep an eye on Tuk whenever he's able to, as she was growing and becoming even smarter, more energetic and mischievous and was starting to get into more trouble, sometimes even picking fights with other girls in the clan, becoming a bit too much like Lo'ak, which had been making Jake rub the sides of his forehead in worry lately, way more often than he liked to admit.

"The Mighty Warrior, distracted when dad is telling him what to do?! What the fuck is happening?!" Lo'ak thought. Something was very wrong. And Lo’ak was determined to find out what it was.

Neteyam sat with his legs slightly open, his hands were crossed, his elbows resting on his knees. He had a lost stare in his eyes, gazing at the nothingness, looking like he was mad at someone who had just maybe punched him in the face.

He did not know how to deal with it all, that turmoil of emotions you were causing inside him felt overwhelming to the Sullys first born. He had taken on just so many challenges throughout his life and conquered most of them, but he feared you were gonna be a war that he might lose. He had to admit it bruised his ego. Suddenly, he did not feel like such a Mighty Warrior after all. An adversary that most people would judge as a weak one compared to him, a mere human girl, so small in comparison to his size, was defeating him. Suddenly all his skills with bows, arrows, big knives and even big, intimidating shotguns were not enough.

And Neteyam felt lost. He did not know what to do. For the first time in his life, his rational and smart brain could not seem to produce a war strategy that could help him win. Win you. He felt just like a wounded warrior, bleeding on the floor.

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You decided to finally answer Derek’s messages today, after ghosting him for a while. You were feeling weird and lonely. And shaken. God, still so shaken... What the hell happened last night? Did that really happen? Was it all just a dream? You could swear those words Neteyam Suli had given you, about how he was in love with you, that his hauntingly tall and broad figure, vulnerable, kneeling on the ground in front of you, telling you he could tell you desired him too, had all been just part of a weird, eerie, anxious, borderline wet dream.

You knew very well what you were doing to Derek. You were using him to forget about the mess Neteyam was making of you. You knew that was wrong and you did feel guilty and ashamed. But you also knew you had to step back into your old reality, into that familiar world, into your comfort zone, a place where there were only regular human guys interested in you, not that current unsettling reality you were living in - you could still swear it had all just been a dream. Or a nightmare, perhaps. You were not sure -, where there was an almost 10 feet tall alien boy pursuing you, declaring his love and his nearly inappropriate desire for you, talking about the intimate parts of your body in a way that made you uncomfortable, anxious but... that lured you in too, at the same time. You needed an escape from it all. Your already disturbed mind did not seem able to deal with those facts at that moment and Derek seemed like the perfect distraction.

Damn, what had you become? That was not ethical or moral at all - using a human being like a tool to distract you from your conflicting emotions - but you did not seem to be capable of caring too much about being ethical or moral at that time. Your whole perception of the world seemed to be changing. You felt bedazzled and unsteady. You did not want to admit to yourself that you were starting to feel too much for Neteyam, that you were running away from your feelings like a thief runs away with an expensive item he just robbed. No, you were not in love with him. How could that even be? Everybody knew the na’vi don’t get romantically involved with humans. Your races were more like enemies than buddies. There were only a few humans who were loyal to the na'vi and maintained a somewhat close relationship with them, but never a romantic one. What was making you and Neteyam feel like that for each other? That could only bring problems and you sure as hell did not want more trouble in your already complicated life.

You would be better off sticking to a human male instead. It was safe and familiar. It did not make your anxiety skyrocket. But it also did not excite you a single bit. Derek caused you nothing. You could barely even feel actually turned on when he touched your body and kissed your lips. It was just like he was a habit you had gotten used to, making out with him here and there, to numb the pain you felt inside your heart almost all the time. His biggest efforts to make you wet never seemed to work. Meanwhile, Neteyam got you wet without having ever touched you. That sure spoke loud enough.

So why were you rejecting Neteyam and going after Derek?

Maybe you felt too afraid to take a risk, to follow your heart. God knows following that damn reddish muscular organ had put you in the worst situations possible in the past. You felt numb but you felt safe. And safe felt good. Bearable, at least. You were afraid if you gave into what you felt for Neteyam you just might explode. The feelings were that strong. You did not know what to do to try and ignore that tiny but extremely annoying creature inside your brain that would always be whispering “What if something actually good came out of it? Take a risk. For once in your life, don’t play it safe.”

But you were choosing to play it safe, anyway. At least this afternoon. You were gonna meet Derek, after two weeks without doing so, and just hang out, eat junk food, drink some alcohol and talk about non important things, just laugh and be silly, like you two always used to do. He was a good friend. Too bad he never made any type of fire light up inside of you, not even in the very beginning of your rendezvous, that’s why you never got to have sex with him. You were simply not interested. At all, to be honest. You wondered why you still insisted on being physically intimate with him. There were many things in your life that you did and did not really think too much about. They were just pure routine, they just kinda happened and you let them, almost like you weren't really living your life, but only a mere spectator to the events that were happening to you. And it seemed like you felt too emotionally numb to put an end to them. Your involvement with Derek was one of those things. He started to flirt with you one day, you were bored and you thought "why not?" and now, months later, you were still caught in this situation. If anyone asked you if there was any other reason why you were gonna see Derek today other than to try and get Neteyam out of your mind, you honestly couldn't say there was. It was crystal clear to you that, even though you were fighting like crazy to deny your feelings for Neteyam, you were indeed falling for him.

But how could that be? Some days ago, he was only an Omatikaya famous warrior - and, oh, let's not forget, the next Olo'eyktan of their clan - that you had only heard people talk about.

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Neteyam was up in one of the highest tree branches he could find that day. He did not want anybody to see him, as usual, but he also did not want you to know he was watching you, either. He knew you were now aware of his constant presence around you. He knew you were not oblivious to his love anymore.

The sun was harassing his eyes, so he put his hand over them and squinted hard to try and see if the guy next to you, in the laboratory’s cafeteria, was really who he thought it was. When his eyes could get a better view, once the sun was not bothering them so much anymore, he felt something sinking in his stomach and his heartbeat accelerated considerably.

He had just confirmed who the guy was. It was that disgusting little human male that liked to act like you were his mate. Neteyam hissed ferociously, his protruding na’vi fangs looking scarier than ever, as his wide feline eyes watched Derek leaning close to your face and kissing your lips. Neteyam wanted to die - or maybe kill Derek - when he noticed you kissed him back.

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You forced a smile while looking at Derek, after you had the initiative to break that damn kiss who seemed to never end. He seemed satisfied with the fact that you two had just kissed, contrary to what you were feeling. You honestly felt like you wanted to throw up. All you could think about was how it would feel to kiss Neteyam, to smell his scent again, that was so abundantly different from what you were used to, but that fact only seemed to make you want him even more.

You looked away to try and forget the ridiculous mistake you were making by being with Derek at that moment. You were looking at the ground and your gaze moved upwards. Now your eyes were directed towards the outside of the lab. What you saw startled you beyond reason. Neteyam was squatting, up in the branches of a huge tree, not too close but not too far from the part of the laboratory you and Derek were currently in. His fangs were out, seeming bigger than ever, as he hissed ferociously. Neteyam's animalistic side had completely taken over him and you could tell.

A chill ran down your spine. You could feel in your guts something bad was about to happen.

Your heart throbbed in pain as you saw how hurt he was now that he had seen you kissing Derek, even after he - Neteyam - had confessed his feelings for you in such a vulnerable way last eclipse. You saw in his eyes how betrayed he felt, like you were just silently telling him that his love did not matter at all to you and you'd rather be with any other guy but him.

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"Hey, I'm going outside for a while, 'kay?" Derek spoke as he got up from the place he had been sitting, beside you, kissing your cheek "The boys are gonna meet me behind the lab in a while. "

Oh, no. Derek would not be safe if he went outside. Not with Neteyam spilling hate for him out of his soul like that. You had to try and find a way to keep Derek inside.

"Oh." You said, not being able to conceal your nervousness "Why don't you wait for them to actually get there before you go?!" You almost begged, visibly tense

"God, you seem nervous." He chuckled slightly, seeming uncomfortable " Is everything alright?"

"Yeah! I just want you to spend some more time with me." You pouted at him, coming up with an excuse to try and keep Derek from going out of the lab

"Sorry, sugar. It was nice hanging out and stuff but I really need to go now." He was already walking fast towards the door before you could try and talk him out of that stupid idea

You couldn't let any of the people in that cafeteria know something was up, so, you pretended everything was alright and finished eating your chips and took the last sip of your canned whisky and coke and stood up, walking slowly (when you actually wanted to freaking run) in the direction of the lab's metal door that led to outside.

You put your oxygen mask on, took a deep breath and walked out the door.

You heard a noise, it was like a really heavy object falling to the floor. You also heard some strong thuds.

When you started to walk around to try and see what was happening, you realized your fear had become reality. Neteyam was sitting on top of Derek’s squirming body, his toned, striped thighs straddling Derek’s torax. You gasped when you realized Derek was no longer wearing his oxygen mask and Neteyam's huge hand was over Derek's mouth, preventing him from screaming for help. Neteyam looked at him like a hunter looks at their prey, while his big fangs and loud hisses put fear in the human boy's eyes. Derek was completely terrified.

Your heart beat sped up insanely and your hands were now cold as ice. You were afraid for Derek’s life.

You knew that the way Neteyam was taking out his frustration and jealousy on Derek was indescribably far from okay but still, as cruel to Derek as it seemed, you still felt incredibly sorry for the Omatikaya in front of you.

At the end of the day, you had a big percentage of blame for what he was doing right now. You were confused and afraid and torn but you knew to whom your heart belonged and it was not Derek. So why the hell were you being so selfish to the point of hurting two boys at the same time just because you didn't know how to deal with your own feelings? You realized it was time for you to stop being a coward and put an end to that madness.

You could tell Neteyam was not okay mentally and you knew that you were being toxic too, that you were contributing for his mental state to get worse with your indecisiveness and fear, despite his efforts to show you he would never hurt you. You wanted to stop hurting him and help him instead, to finally let go and admit to yourself and to him that yes, despite the way you had been acting, you were in love with him too.

"Neteyam, don't!! Let him go, please!!" You shouted, running towards the human and the na'vi boy.

You finally got close to Neteyam. He stopped and looked at you, his eyes so fiery, the calm golden pools they always used to be were now boiling with feelings of anger, jealousy, hurt and betrayal.

"For me! Please?" You pleaded him, looking deep into his eyes while stroking his strong blue arm

You watched that beast inside of Neteyam slowly calm down, as his feline ears pointed downwards and his eyes became softer. He moved his hand away from Derek’s mouth and the human boy let out a series of labored breaths. Neteyam slowly got off of him, revealing his beyond intimidating height as he stood up, and stepped away from him.

You walked as fast as you could to where Derek's oxygen mask was laying on the floor and picked it up, checking if was broken (it wasn't! Thank you, Universe.) and went back to where he was lying down and gave it back to him.

Neteyam watched your movements and felt jealous when you got close to Derek, so, once you got back to the place where you were standing before, Neteyam stood right next to your arm. His instincts told him to mark his territory.

Derek swiftly put it back on. He was almost completely out of breath. Derek breathed in deep once the mask was covering his face, taking in all the oxygen he possibly could.

"Are you okay?" You looked down at Derek’s body, searching for any visible wounds. There were none, at best. "God, I'm so sorry about this…"

"Yeah, I'm fine, somehow." Derek seemed afraid, shocked, frustrated and angry, all simultaneously, as he got off the floor and got back on his feet

"Please, don't tell anyone that you saw Neteyam or that he tried to hurt you, okay?"

"What the fuck?!! This psycho almost tried to kill me!! Why are you defending him?!"

Neteyam hissed at him when he heard what he had just called him but you squeezed his arm and he looked at you, remembering your pleas were the thing that were keeping him from killing that small, pink male. Even though it hurt him deeply that you were protecting that human, he couldn't bring himself to ignore you when you were begging him not to hurt Derek. You had Neteyam in the palm of your hand.

"You don't understand! If you let anyone in that lab know what Neteyam did to you, the RDA will eventually know about it too! Do you understand how serious this is? Do you wanna see Neteyam dead?!" You urged him, looking deep into his eyes "You could even help start another war between the humans and the na'vi. Do you understand that it is a much bigger issue than it seems to be? Just forget about what happened and I'll make sure Neteyam won't ever try to hurt you again."

Derek smirked in contempt

"How can you be so sure he will listen to you?"

"I know he will! He loves me. And… I love him too."

Derek’s face had a big question mark all over it now and his mouth fell open.

Neteyam seemed to be shocked for a while. He did not expect you to say that, at all. He thought you would never love him back. Neteyam couldn't seem to believe those words had actually just come out of your mouth.

You breathed in deep, trying to stay calm amidst all that chaos "This thing between us…" You looked at Derek "It's over. I don't know why I was still insisting on it, I never even felt attracted to you, in the first place. I'm sorry."

"I'm outta here! All of this shit that's going on… feels like a fucking nightmare"

"Can you do as I said and not tell anyone about Neteyam? Nobody, ever? Please?!" You were nervous, brows furrowed, talking fast

"Okay!! Just let me go now! I think it's better if you and I keep some distance from each other from now on. I don't want your crazy na'vi boyfriend trying to kill me again."

Neteyam hissed at Derek again when he heard the word "crazy" and Derek rapidly looked at him, startled, but couldn't be brave enough to spend more than some seconds staring at him, so, he swiftly looked away

"Neteyam, please!! He's going already." You looked at Neteyam, a bit angry and impatient, asking him to calm down "Just go, Derek." You spit out and sighed, feeling physically and mentally drained after having to stop that stupid fight

Derek finally turned his back to you and Neteyam and left.

You looked at Neteyam. His eyes were glued on you. Those pretty amber eyes. His face wasn't full of hatred and anger anymore. His demeanor was much calmer now. His body language radiated love towards you. His tail was wagging softly. You felt pain and regret consuming your chest. How could you have treated Neteyam so badly last night? You realized now you couldn't hold him to the same standards you hold human males. The na'vi are animalistic beings, in spite of their high intelligence. And worse, how could you be irresponsible enough to kiss Derek even not actually wanting to, making Neteyam see it and get as hurt as he did? You sure were being trashy.

"My tawtute…" he cooed as he turned to look in your eyes "I won't let you run away from me anymore." Neteyam had a big smile on his lips "I don't care if you try to. That's all I needed to hear, that you love me. Now that you've said it, even if you didn't say it directly to me, I'm gonna fight for you even harder, even if you keep trying to push me away, I will keep bothering you." He kept smiling, blissful "You're like an Ikran. I just need to be patient with you. Eventually, I'll tame you and you'll be mine. All mine, hi'ì 'emyu." (small cook) "Bonded to me through tsaheylu. I can be patient and I will be."

You could only look at him, stare at his face and ask yourself why. Why was he willing to put so much work into making you his mate?

"I'm not gonna run away from you anymore." You finally said "I'm done running. I'm done keeping myself miserable and alone because I'm too afraid to trust you and let you in. While trying to keep myself "safe", I was hurting myself and hurting you. I'm not doing that anymore, Neteyam. I was so stupid… I can't really say what it is, but there's just something about you… I think about you all the time, since the first time I saw you when you appeared for me outside that window. I don't believe someone can fall in love so fast but…" You were about to burst into tears "I'm in love with you."

Neteyam looked at you with the biggest smile on his plump lips, while his heart beat uncommonly fast inside his chest. He was overwhelmed with joy but as he was seeing the tears welling up in your eyes, he felt like he was about to cry too. But he didn't. Having learned throughout his whole life to always act with self control and rationality in front of everyone, - not really by choice, but because he knew that was how the Olo'eyktan to be should act, to keep a good reputation, to let his people know he was strong enough to control his emotions and not let them get in the way of him making good decisions for the Omatikaya - his ability to show some aspects of his feelings was a bit impaired now and that included crying. Even though he almost cried in front of you when you rejected him, he couldn't bring himself to cry of joy, now that you were saying that you wanna be with him too.

"I'm sorry for… what you saw. Me and Derek. I never liked him, Neteyam. He was just-"

"Yawne, no." Neteyam interrupted " It's okay. I don't wanna hear about that human." He looked disgusted only by the thought of Derek "And I don’t want you thinking about him either. You're mine now. Just forget about him. It's me that you like, right?" He gave you a gentle smile now and you nodded your head positively "Then focus on me, yawntutsyìp."

You looked at him, shyly, and smiled

"So… Can I ask for a hug, now?" your heart beat fast inside your chest cavity as you nervously said that

"Oeyä tawtute…" (my human) "You don't even need to ask." He opened his big, strong arms as he spoke "Come here."

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autistic-fandom-trash · 11 months

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*Jon and Gerry skipping stones on a lake* Jon: It’s such a beautiful evening. Gerry, whispering: Take that you fucking lake. --- Jon: Where are you going? Gerry: To get ice cream or commit a felony, I’ll decide on the way there. --- Gerry: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running? Jon: Oh, I’m always running. The question is from what. --- Gerry: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. Jon: I wake up at 4:30 AM. Gerry:...I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives. --- Jon: Gerry and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's- Gerry: Sentences. Jon: Don't interrupt me. --- Gerry: You love me, right, Jon? Jon: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it. --- Jon: Heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this. Gerry: What did you do, Jon? Jon: A MISTAKE. --- Jon: *Kicks the door down looking panicked* Gerry: What did you do? Jon: Nobody died. Gerry: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?! --- Jon: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE? Gerry: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially. Jon, desperately, as Gerry bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE! Gerry: Oh! B positive. Jon: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE! --- Gerry: Here's some advice. Jon: I didn't ask for any. Gerry: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me. --- Gerry: You fuckers don’t know about my knife stick. It’s a knife taped to a stick and it’s the ultimate weapon. Jon, not looking up from their book: Spear. Gerry: BLOCKED. --- Jon, about Elias: I prevented a murder today. Gerry: Really? How’d you do that? Jon: Self control. --- Gerry, tending to Jon's wounds: How would you rate your pain? Jon: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend. --- Gerry: Jon, stop! This isn't you, you've gone mad with power! Jon: Well of course I have. Have you ever tried going mad without power? It's boring. --- Gerry: How petty can you get? Jon: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about. --- Gerry: Whaddya call a fish with no eyes? Jon, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons. Gerry:...fsh. --- Gerry, in a beach shirt: So sue me, it's October and I'd like to be on Island Time for a day! Jon: I have Spotify open right now on my computer, do you want me to blast you? Do you want me to put you on blast? Cuz I've got your history right here on the sidebar: Take it Back by Jimmy Buffet, Nautical Wheelers by Jimmy Buffet, Jolly Mon Sing by Jimmy Buffet, Steamer by Jimmy Buffet, trEAT HER LIKE A LADY BY JIMMY BUFFET, MAÑANA BY JIMMY BUFFET, WHEN SALOME PLAYS THE DRUMS BY JAMES BUFFET, HAVANA DAYDREAMIN BY JIMMY BUFFET- What the FUCK happened to you?! Gerry, laughing: I HAD A CASE OF THE MONDAYS! Jon: ARE YOU HAUNTED?! ARE YOU FUCKING POSSESSED?! YOU USED TO BE MY FRIEND! Gerry, cry-laughing: ᴵ ᴴᴬᴰ ᴬ ᶜᴬˢᴱ ᴼᶠ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴹᴼᴺᴰᴬʸˢ --- Jon: This is a mistake. Gerry, enthusiastically: A mistake we're going to laugh about one day! Jon: But not today. Gerry, still enthusiastic: Oh, no. Today's going to be a mess. --- Gerry: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back. Jon: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself. --- Jon: You often use humor to deflect trauma. Gerry: Thank you. Jon: I didn't say that was a good thing. Gerry: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny. --- Jon: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait. Gerry: You and me. Jon, tearing up: Okay. --- Gerry: So what’s for dinner? Jon, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

#my posts #tma #jongerry

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emyluwinter · 2 years

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*gracefully kneads her fingers*

WELL, WELL.

THERE WILL BE BIG SPOILERS

SPOILERS

SPOILER TO WHOM I SAY!!

Come on, honey, shoo shoo shoo.

I'm warning you.

Last warning.

****

Everyone's gone who doesn't want to listen to spoilers?

Great~

First of all.

Please forgive me, I will describe only those moments that I remember and were very interesting.

Secondly.

I could be wrong.

In general, most of the chapter is a farewell party for Lilia. The whole college and teachers gathered, even Sam, to say goodbye to Vanrouge

Each dorm thanks Lilia in one way or another for a valuable experience or any events.

Let's move on to the most interesting.

It turns out that Liliia are only 700 years old!!! Malleus is at the level of - 200

So yes. compared to the Lilia, the Malleus is only small. A small ahem dragon problem that is experiencing a strong emotional shock and crisis.

When it comes to the first-year gang..

ORTHO. DEAR CHILD. HE'S WITH US!!

He tried to persuade Idia to come, but he's hysterical that his playmate won't be able to play games with him anymore. You shouldn't have gone Idia.

In vain, in vain, in vain, in vain…very wrong. You would have seen such a show.

My charming poor teenager Yuu had a vision again….about Maleficent.

AND YUU FELT SICK FOR A MOMENT FROM THIS.

To such an extent that the first-year students were worried.

Jack said the Prefect's legs were shaking. Epel mentioned that their face didn't look healthy. Ortho, like a sweet bun, recommended them to sit down and rest.

So ……. Only in the fifth chapter did others notice that Yuu does not look very good when visions appear. If the Prefect became so ill in the seventh, I begin to fear whether these visions are harming them.

Yuu denies his poor state of health for the umpteenth time. And denies that their well-being is not very good.

Even the Grimm didn't believe you!!

Self-destructive behavior in the actions of Yuu, yes. Excellent. There is a plot for the eighth chapter!! And one more point for the psychological help of this poor teenager…

HEAVEN BLESS OUR DUO. Damn, no, wait….we've had enough blessings for this year for sure…from one guy definitely.

Ace immediately approaches Deuce and tells him that Yuu looks really bad and they should bring them to the dorm after the party. So they briefly talk about how to observe all the proprieties, say hello and wish all the best or get a parting word from Lilia. And send Yuu back to Onboro as soon as possible.

These two are tearing my heart out. They care so much about Yuu. I can not.

And then they very quickly switch to a "cheerful mood" to talk to Vanrouge.

Lilia eventually asks the first-year students to make friends with Sebek, because even after almost a year of training. He hasn't been able to make a single friend, which bothers him.

Ace and Deuce explain that it is quite difficult to do this because of the character and firm, though rather stubborn beliefs of Sebek in his position and worldview.

The essence of which boils down to the fact that no one can compare with him from college and they are not worthy of attention.

When Sebek returns on behalf of Lilia, Deuce made such a funny sound before that. I can't stop giggling at him.

And despite Lilia's best efforts, Sebek stubbornly says that he does not want to have conversations with people who are not worthy.

Of course, our gang of first-year students are not thrilled that they are being looked at so arrogantly. Vanrouge at that moment was like a parent with a very difficult child. Ahaha…

At the end of the party, Malleus still returns with a very worried and confused Silver.

Do you know what was right away a RED FLAG and a siren at that moment?

Malleus emerged from the green fire……..(like Silver too later)

Throughout history. EACH time he was accompanied only by twinkling lights or fireflies.

No raging green flames.

Just little sparks.

This is a very good detail that shows a characteristic change in the behavior of the Dragon.

And also his manner of speech.

There was no ….that one in it….delicacy?

His speech sounded haughty, slightly arrogant, as if revealing the part that everyone expects from him as a prince.

And Lilia immediately felt something was wrong when Malleus mentioned the "blessing" for him.

Ortho was immediately able to warn that there was a big risk of overblot and everyone should evacuate.

The director gives his permission to use magic to fight back. But all attempts were in vain.

BECAUSE THIS GUY HAD UNDER 300K HP with self-medication in 60k EXCUSE ME?!tWST??CAN I HAVE SUCH A CARD PLEASE?!?

Idia with your damn self-medication in overblott? he was still an innocent flower compared to this colossus..

And yes. no matter how hard you try, the "fight" will be lost.

and

HAVE WE BEEN SHOWN MALLEUS' OVERBLOT AND HIS UNIQUE MAGIC SO FAST?!

I'M NOT READY, HONEY. He has illuminated horns……Please forgive me for my jokes. I can't stop giggling.

And em…..Honey, why do you have half a glove…

You can swear at me. But I feel the silhouette of Malleus a little….boring? If you look at the Chaos of the Model from Vil or the Futuristic Horror of the Idia… then…here…doesn't feel something…..Sinister… terrifying…

Just a dude in spikes....

I'm sorry, but he really doesn't strike me with awe or horror. like the others.

He seems somehow insipid…Maybe it's too loaded with details inside that it's hard to read from the outside for me. If more sharp, sharp, triangular shapes were added to the silhouette, it would significantly improve the design.

His unique magic is associated with a Blessing. And if I remember correctly in English, this is the Fairy Maleficent - A Blessing.

As a result, the whole island is covered with spikes…

THE .WHOLE. ISLAND. OF. THE. SAGE.

JUST IMAGINE THE CONFUSION OF THE GUYS FROM THE RSA, who calmly went about their business. And then everything went downhill.

We repeated the same scene with the imposition of sleep on all the inhabitants of the castle from the Sleeping Beauty!!!

They showed how everyone falls asleep, peacefully snoring. Yes, even Ortho. I don't understand how Malleus managed to do this….

my poor heart can't stand it…

WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO LAUGH SO BEAUTIFULLY?! *quiet grumbling * villain…my heart… huh..

At the very end we get a buzz from the Malleus Oveblot humming Once upon a time….

I MEAN, THIS WHOLE PART?!?YOU OH….

I REALLY WANTED TO SEE THE CLEANING SCENE FROM SLEEPING BEAUTY. Where Fauna and Merryweather are fighting over the color of Aurora's dress. She's my favorite.

But it's not there…only references….eh…

By the way, I have an idea.

Could it be that next we will be shown a "dream" where each dormitory is reflected in more detail in Disney cartoons?

Roughly speaking, we will see from Alice in Wonderland to Sleeping Beauty in the roles of our sleeping students. Where Yuu will be an extra detail because for them there is no "dream of miracles" as for the rest

The most interesting thing is that here the role can be given to Silver and Ortho. ..And maybe Yuu.

Yes, I know that TWST tries don't to show any actions of Yuu in the plot at a minimum. But it would be a very interesting move!

#twst malleus #twst spoilers #twst mc #twst yuu #san talk #twst #disney twisted wonderland

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astroprompts · 10 months

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✧ —𝐁𝐎𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 [𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝟑]

“Darling, you're doing marvelously, I am so proud of you.”

“Just write a script for me, so I don't have to think for myself.”

“You better not have gotten your failure stink all over my important movie star clothes.”

“That is going to lead to some wackiness. You mark my words.”

“Hey, champ, I have a very important job for you.”

“Why does everything I love fall apart as soon as I touch it?”

“What legacy of ruin am I left with? What rewards have I reaped for the damage done?”

“You look different. Older. A lot older.”

“I'm not interested in being rebirthed. I'm still recovering from being birthed the first time.”

“I want to do things that connect with people, things that last.”

“If I'm going to sacrifice my journalistic integrity, it's because I'm having sex with a movie star.”

“How do you make something right when you've made it so wrong you can never go back?”

“Thanks a lot. Once again, you've been no help whatsoever.”

“What, you're just gonna stay at home and get drunk all day?”

“Let's get wrecked and get Shreked.”

“You're bright and you're funny and you're handsome and you're talented. But if you can't see that, then you're the biggest, dumbest piece of shit in the world.”

“If you get scared, look for me in the audience. I'll be there the whole time, laughing and cheering louder than anyone.”

“Thirty years I threw into this job, and it destroyed me from the inside out.”

“A lot of guys in your position wouldn't take gigs like this. They'd be afraid people would make fun of them.”

“If you care about what other people think, you're never gonna do anything.”

“Put the corpse on ice, I'm on my way.”

“I'm not avoiding you. I'm just making an effort to not be in a room alone with you because I am... Avoiding you.”

“You know, I think we're alike in a lot of ways. Sometimes that's great, but it also means we can bring out the worst in each other.”

“I just think maybe it's better, for both of us, if we keep things a little more professional.”

“It smells like a skunk skunked another skunk in here, then they smoked a joint. What happened?”

“Sometimes you need to take responsibility for your own happiness.”

“It takes a long time to realize how truly miserable you are, even longer to see it doesn't have to be that way.”

“I haven't seen you since high school. You look great!”

“My dumb best friend's getting married, so I'm here for the rehearsal dinner.”

“Boring regular people love it when movie stars show up and drink their alcohol.”

“This is not the time for one of your weird stories that go nowhere.”

“If you're lucky enough to find someone you can halfway tolerate, sink your nails in and don't let go, no matter what.”

“One day, you're gonna look around and you're going to realize that everybody loves you, but nobody likes you. And that is the loneliest feeling in the world.”

“I would seriously like to know what crawled up your butt, made a home for itself in your butt, started a family, lived a fruitful life, and then died up your butt.”

“When you do bad things, you have something you can point to when people eventually leave you. It's not you, you tell yourself, it's that bad thing you did.”

“Listen, I've been with guys like you before, and I know this thing works better if we keep a little distance.”

“It's so sad that when you see someone as they really are, it ruins them.”

“You're sweet. You shouldn't waste that on people who don't deserve it.”

“Are you sure this whole thing isn't just a semi-lucid fever dream from mixing the wrong pills?”

“It's so cruel to let people love you. All you're doing is promising you'll one day break their hearts.”

“We don't really have the kind of relationship where we talk about things.”

“Just because you have a shitty relationship with your family doesn't mean every other family has to have drama too.”

“Ugh! Why did I get my hopes up? Why do I keep letting you get my hopes up?”

“Do a girl a favor, don't break her heart by inches. Do it all at once. It'll save everyone some time.”

“Should we get dinner, or are you just thinking drinks?”

“Good luck finding another charming first-generation Italian immigrant with this kind of darling accent, who makes equally delightful malapropisms!”

“Is there a single woman you've worked with who you haven't tried to groggily thrust yourself into?”

“You're such a self-pitying masochist, I could say ten nice things and one mean thing, you would only hear the one mean thing.”

“Did you ever love me? At all?”

“You know that I don't do the whole love thing. Either you end up hurting someone or they hurt you. So, what's the point?”

“I do love you, by the way. I mean, as much as I'm capable of loving anyone.”

“I assure you the animated GIFs with which I describe this encounter shall be scathing!”

“You can't keep doing shitty things, and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it okay!”

“You are all the things that are wrong with you. It's not the alcohol, or the drugs, or any of the shitty things that happened to you in your career, or when you were a kid. It's you.”

“Your skin is so soft, it's like you murdered a baby and stole its skin. Your skin is murdered-baby soft.”

“Let's get higher than a stilt walker's dick!”

“If you have to listen to losers talk about their shitty sober lives, it's a lot more fun to be buzzed.”

“You're going to want to rush in there and do whatever you can to save them, but you have to stop yourself, because there are some people you can't save. 'Cause those people will thrash and struggle and try to take you down with them.”

“I always forget that there are more than just the six stars you can see in the Los Angeles sky.”

“In the great grand scheme of things, we're just tiny specks that will one day be forgotten.”

“The only thing that matters is right now, this moment. This one spectacular moment we are sharing together.”

“I'm poison. I come from poison. I have poison inside me, and I destroy everything I touch.”

“I have nothing to show for the life that I've lived, and I have nobody in my life who's better off for having known me.”

“What's your deal? I feel like you like me, but you don't like me, but you like me, and I don't know what that is.”

“Are you gay? You can tell me if you're gay, it's fine. This isn't the 1600s, or some places in the present.”

“I'm not gay. I mean, I don't think I am, but... I don't think I'm straight, either.”

#rp meme #ask meme #dialogue prompt #sentence starters #bojack horseman

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tenabrye · 2 years

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You. You my friend. I love you. ❤️

Can I get your take on what stampede Vash and Wolfwood would look for in a partner? Looks are out of the question cuz everyone is different and unique in their own way, but personality wise, what do you think would make Nick and Vash fall for someone hard? What kind of mannerisms? Are they feisty, are they level headed? What kinda person would these boys fall head over heels for?

Thank you homie! I love being fed by your writing! 👌🏻💕

I'm very happy that you enjoy my writing. I hope it's keeping all of you well fed. 🥹

Vash

As much of a wide range guy as he is, Vash does have a few preferences when it comes to a personality that really, really makes his head turn. He'd love someone that's kind, or at least has a positive outlook on life in such a way as he does. With how much negativity there is in the world, it's just really nice to have another positive person that shares the same views as he does. They don't necessarily have to be entirely positive, but he wouldn't want them being too pessimistic. He can feel other people's emotions and they can affect him negatively.

They have to be patient and understanding. Every story has two sides and he's the kind of person that prefers hearing both sides before making a final decision. He'd like for someone to understand that and who might also be like that. He'd also like for them to be understanding and patient with him. He may not be the type whose actions can be easily understood, especially at first when they may not even make sense, but he's always got everything under control. Most of the time.

Being both empathetic and sympathetic. Whether it be with himself, which he would absolutely appreciate to the moon and back, or with other people. When it comes to him, however, he just really loves someone who understands how he feels in certain situations. Or, when it comes to situations they can't relate to, such as Vash's entire history with his twin and existence, he appreciates someone to lend their shoulder or welcome him with open arms.

This leads him wanting nothing more than being with someone that makes him feel absolutely safe. Both physically, mentally, emotionally, etc. Someone that doesn't make him want to not open up and have to hide some things about himself from them. As much of an open book as he may seem, there are still some secrets he won't share unless he fully trusts someone. Very, very deep secrets. This also means he'd enjoy someone that he can allow to see him on his bad days and help cheer him up. He puts a lot on his shoulders, a lot of guilt, and he, sadly, lets it all build up until it's crushing him. He'd love someone who will just take him in their arms and hold him during these times.

He wouldn't mind if they were shy or a bit reserved, nor would he mind if they were a boisterous type. He can be quite an energetic man, given the situation, so it helps if they could also be as such. But as said, he doesn't mind if they're one or the other, or even both. Humorous, too, since he can be quite the funny man at times. Though he does know when the situation calls for it, and he hopes they would, too. If they're feisty, he'd actually like that. It's entertaining and he himself isn't like that, much.

Vash likes it when people come through on promises, even though he can't sometimes. Someone that's reliable, always keeping their word, and who he can put his absolute trust into doing a task. The same goes for their intentions. He likes good intentions, but he also knows that sometimes the bad ones are often for a good cause. So long as the reasoning is just.

Someone that doesn't hold a grudge. He's not that type of person and he knows how much a grudge or even seeking revenge can damage one's heart, allowing anger and hatred to consume it whole. Having some sense on the matter would be ideal, but he can also fill that spot if they don't have it or can't. That's not to say he wouldn't like them having such feelings, since he knows it's natural, but he doesn't want someone to be fully consumed by them and throw half, or all, of their life away for it.

Overall, he would like someone that's a bit similar to him, yet also different in many, many ways. For him, opposites do attract, but he doesn't mind if the similarities outweigh the opposites.

Wolfwood

Nicholas would be the type to like someone with a little bit of feistiness in them, or a lot. He's not picky on that. He's a bit of a realist when it comes to seeing how the world truly is, so he'd like someone the opposite of that. Not entirely, but there's really only room for one person who mostly thinks the way he does and he's already taken that spot. However, he doesn't mind if they're a little bit of a pessimist. A nice balance of that is good, too.

A good amount of sympathy and empathy is good in his books. Afterall, they would eventually learn about what he really does in life. Nicholas has his fair share of issues and would actually talk about them if given the time of day with a trusted partner. Someone that can listen to him voice his concerns with a certain situation, whether big or small, and to offer advice. He doesn't even care if they're not good at giving it, he just wants to hear their opinions. So, someone who isn't afraid to do that is another thing he would like.

He may seem like he doesn't like Vash and his antics, but he does, so he would also like that in a partner. Someone that can make him laugh when he needs it and who can also be witty with comebacks at times. A nice balance of seriousness and playfulness, considering he enjoys letting loose and knows when to be serious whenever a situation arises. Also, he gives nicknames, so they would have to be chill enough for that. No matter how ridiculous the nickname is, but it's all in good fun.

He would really, really love for someone to be a quick thinker when it comes to fast paced situations. He feels it would balance out the times when he can't think fast. Nicholas would also prefer them to be a bit humble, or at least just a bit. Tolerating children is definitely something he'd like in a future partner. They don't have to like them, but with his backstory and all, yeah, they can't outright hate children.

Someone that can read the room and, more specifically, read him. Sometimes he may not speak about whatever is currently on his mind, but he does have telling facial expressions. Reading and observing him to at least let them know how he's currently feeling when he doesn't want to say is a preferable thing. Major plus if they're the type of person to just silently take him in their arms when he can't form words to even ask for a hug, yet he still wants one.

He would like someone that raises him up. He's done a lot, killed a lot, sometimes it was what he didn't even want to do yet had to. He's the type to hold that guilt and think badly of himself sometimes. So, someone that can be the positive to his negative during those moments is a good thing for him.

Someone that isn't afraid to get assertive with him. Nicholas can agree that sometimes he just needs someone to help him see from another point of view. That, and he likes someone that can think for themselves. Someone that doesn't go along with what someone else suggests for them.

Overall, Nicholas would prefer someone with a flexible personality. Assertive and a little feisty, yet also tender and sweet when need be. Someone whose personality is easily rubbed off on others in such a positive way that it makes him smile.

#trigun stampede #trigun #trigun stampede vash #vash the stampede #trigun stampede wolfwood #trigun vash #trigun wolfwood #vash x reader #vash x you #nicholas d. wolfwood #wolfwood x reader #wolfwood x you

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tigreblvnc · 2 months

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BLUE LOCK MATCHUP — @bankaixx

Your match is...

— Oliver Aiku

✦ "Lots of younger siblings" is the first detail that wins Oliver over.

✦ He has this very family-oriented vibe and gets along with everyone, even the strong heads.

✦ Knows how to make you feel comfortable in two seconds.

✦ A well-placed joke starts the first conversation.

✦ Commitment issues... until he meets you.

✦ We know the guy tends to have many flings, but few of them really go anywhere...

✦ ... yet I can perfectly see him being faithful once he meets you.

✦ There's something about you that soothes him, that strikes a chord.

✦ Maybe the fact that you're used to handling a bunch of kids? You know how to handle the bear that he is. BETTER: you know how to manage a (family) team!

✦ Light conversations in the evening when he gets home.

✦ Actually, I can see him being capable of deep and thoughtful dialogues but deliberately not trying when he senses you're exhausted from work. He knows that in those moments, what you need is relaxation.

✦ Manages to buy your favorite pastry amidst all the chaos of his daily life.

✦ Thinking of you always gives him a boost during tough matches.

✦ Deep down, he'd be content with any position as long as he can be there for you.

✦ He was capable of putting his ego aside for three years in a row, after all.

✦ Truly the generous type who comes back with arms full of gifts for Christmas, I can't imagine him any other way.

✦ Matching old Christmas sweaters!!!

✦ He loves your curves, but loves even more to slip behind you and wrap his muscular arms around you.

✦ 190cm of tenderness around your waist.

✦ Loves hearty hugs!

✦ The most likely to boost your confidence and appearance; in the summer, he's the first to cheer you on for your outfits.

✦ Fiercely confronts anyone who dares to criticize or look at you the wrong way.

✦ Even though direct confrontation isn't his preference (defender position obliges), he's intimidating and deterrent enough to ward off any threat.

✦ Shall we talk about the nurse x patient trope?

✦ Instant serious discussion while you tend to his wounds and bruises...

✦ Magic kiss on his boo-boos...

✦ And he asks for more...

✦ ... even when he's not really hurt.

✦ Dang I want to see that movie.

✦ You as his phone's wallpaper.

✦ Of course he has photos of the two of you in his wallet.

✦ During his moments of doubt, seeing and thinking of you restores his confidence.

✦ Always manages to do the boring household chores so you don't have to.

✦ Grocery shopping late at night even when he's exhausted, for example.

✦ And of course, he would have thought to bring you your favorite dessert.

✦ Takes you to Sweden to see his family.

✦ A big family in the making?

✦ I can't imagine him without kids.

✦ Even if you know nothing about soccer or aren't interested in it, he constantly talks to you about his exploits and highlights.

✦ He's tried to get you into it several times but you resist the invader...

✦ Deep down, he prefers to have you to himself and for the world to not know about your relationship. Easier to protect you.

✦ Even though he understands very well that you can handle yourself.

✦ Captain of his team, I'm sure he'd also make a great big brother. Your siblings would love his relaxed and friendly nature.

✦ And it's funny because he also sometimes seems much more mature than his age.

✦ Naturally switches roles according to needs.

✦ Ultimately, a family is a bit like a soccer team too.

✦ "We defend, we score together."

A word about your match: You were a tough one and I loved it. Hatstalls are my favorites. I initially thought of Rin for the siblings aspect... There was even Kunigami (he has a strong big brother vibe), but for me, Oliver was the best candidate for all the reasons mentioned.

#blue lock matchup #blue lock x reader #bllk #blue lock #blue lock headcanons #blue lock matchups #matchups #bllk x reader #oliver aiku #oliver x reader #oliver aiku x reader #suo matchups

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morska--vila · 1 year

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Tag some of your favorite mutuals to let them know you love them and it's going to be okay! 💖💖💖

wow this is really cute 🥺 first of all, I love all of my mutuals, you guys bring me so much joy whenever I'm here and you all mean a lot to me

I'm really sorry if I forgot someone important (it happens to me a lot 💀), but know I love and appreciate all of you and I'm ultra grateful to have this safe space with all of you in it ❤️

first my bestest girl @day-trippin-dreamer, I love you so much, you're my soulmate and the one person that can pull me out of the deepest gutters with just a few words. you're the most amazing person I've ever met, you are smart, funny, capable, kind, compassionate, creative, humble, drop dead gorgeous and you just radiate positivity. you're so brave, I'm always amazed by your strength. my life would literally suck so much without you and I can't (and don't want to) imagine a single day without you in it for the rest of my life. I appreciate you so much and all of our conversations, whether we're joking, hoeing, thirsting, being silly or being serious, bring me so much happiness and I always feel so loved and worthy in your presence. I appreciate all the time and effort you consistently put into our friendship and how much time you've spent over the years on making me feel good about myself. you have the most uplifting spirit and I'm immensely jealous of anyone who gets to share space with you every day and I hope and pray every day that you're being treated nicely and appreciated the way you deserve to be. I am so sorry for being so difficult and stubborn sometimes and I thank you for still putting up with me and still being here. I promise to keep working on myself so I can be the kind of friend a sexy bitch like you deserves so we can finally meet and start checking off that to do list together. I feel so lucky and grateful that I get to call myself your friend and that I get to witness firsthand all of your success and achievements. I love you so much more than I can explain with words and I hope that I make you feel good because you don't deserve anything less. 🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗🩷💗

@awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands moja sestra 💗 first of all, thank you for tagging me in this, it made my heart so warm! you are such a kind and beautiful soul, you always go out of your way to make others feel good and I admire your endless positivity. you are so hot, your selfies and outfits are always fire. I love your creative mind and I feel so lucky and grateful to be your sestra ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

@emometalhead girl, you just get me. I feel like I can tell you anything and you would understand. your friendship, reassurance and support over the years mean so much to me. you are as beautiful on the outside as you are on the inside and I'm always in awe of you. despite life not always treating you kindly, you are still so positive, compassionate and cheerful. just like Alessia, you bring a lot of light into this world and we're all lucky to have you by our side 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

@glamourizedcocaine my dude, my bro, my og, the nikki to my tommy. never underestimate what your insane (affectionate) mind is capable of. you can do and achieve anything you want as long as you don't listen to other people's shitty projections of their own insecurity. you are so intelligent, brave, CRAZILY creative and talented, funny as hell, determined and smoking hot. your friendship means a lot to me and I've been so lucky over the years to be able to witness some of your ingenious AND dumbass ideas (duality of man am I right). I love you dude and I hope you're doing well. 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

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@ladyshandioftheendless shandi, my love, you are so fun, smart and creative, I love seeing you on my dash and your views are always so right, I always agree with everything you say. you are so awesome and I love reading your tags. I hope life is treating you nicely because you deserve it and I hope all the good things come your way 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

@stars-kiss-the-sky SKYYYY 💖 my beloved bee and shrek enthusiast. you're such a great person and you always have the most fun stories, your sense of humour had me on the floor on multiple occasions 😭 I really hope you're doing well and that Jackie and his dogs howled at the full moon the other day 😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

@jcferrero we haven't talked, but I enjoy seeing you on my dash and in my notes. your humour is unmatched, your tennis takes and blorbos superior and your tags exquisite 🤌 you seem very kind and I truly hope you're having the best week 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

@kodachromatics I love your sense of humour and your posts are always on point. we've talked briefly (in unfortunate circumstances sadly) and you seem like you have a very bright soul and I can sense your kindness through the screen. I hope you're doing well and I'm sending you hugs if you need them 😭🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

@fedalgaard we also haven't talked, but I love seeing you on my dash and in my notes, I really appreciate you being here and I love learning about cycling through your posts. you seem like the sweetest person overall and I'm wishing you an amazing week and i hope you're doing well 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

@born-to-lose you're so weird in the best possible way!! 😭😭 I love seeing your posts and selfies (and those fire fits) on my dash and I really love your sense of humour. you're really smart and creative, I admire your knowledge of languages and I love your music taste so much. hopefully today has been kind to you and I wish the rest of the week is too 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

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Part 5

We both start to lean in when there is a brief but firm knock on the door, I move away from Carlos and open it to reveal my engineer standing there. When he notices Carlos there is a shift in his demeanour, it's like Geunther put in the team email "Watch Y/N and Carlos".

Following a brief moment of awkward silence he manages to avert his gaze from Carlos and towards me.

"We are all going out for a celebration and as you two are the ones who brought us this success you are more than invited"

I nod in agreement and inform him we will meet him at the bar where the party is taking place, turning my attention back to Carlos. He steps towards again to make eye contact with me and once again he leans in but I don't reciprocate the gesture this time.

"Carlos we can't" I say.

"Why not?" he interrogates.

"It's too soon we are already in Guenther's bad books, if you knew how long it took me to get into his good books after me and Nikita had an argument in the middle of the paddock you would maybe understand why this whole situation is so fucking frustrating"

Moving away from the thick tension that is looming in the air I tell Carlos I will meet him at the bar. When he leaves my room I let out a massive sigh of relief and I shift my attention to getting changed into more appropriate clothes, I know I have to be semi formal as Gene will be there but as well it also means me and Carlos have to be on our best behaviour as if we make Guenther look bad Gene will waste no time in replacing him. The major rumor in the team is that last season Gene was very close to replacing Guenther with Ayao Komatsu who is the Head of engineering and most definitely eyeing up the top job, and I can't deny that he would make a great team principal but he doesn't have the same charisma and humour as Geunther, the day he leaves the team is the day I leave. I had always made it clear in interviews that he's the only reason I'm still with the team. After the abysmal season last year I was prepared to leave but somehow after a few swear words and promises Guenther made me stay.

I hadn't planned to be going out and celebrating this evening so my choice of clothes is quite limited but luckily my stylist knocks on the door with a more formal attire that she had frantically rushed to find. Haas has never been in the position to go out and celebrate right after a race so we aren't that prepared for this rare occasion.

After a few slight touch ups and a shower I am finally ready and make my way out to my car that's parked behind the paddock. Normally we have personal drivers but this year I have decided I would rather drive myself around more, plus it's more time alone. Pulling up to the bar it's not your typical bar it's not overrun with a plethora of drunk teens and overbearing drunks but then again we are in a nice place where they have more than an inkling of respect.

The sun has set but the all too familiar and distinguishable heat of Saudi Arabia is still present and my shower that I had earlier is starting to seem like it was a waste of time.

When I enter it's clear to see where the team are sat, the cacophony of simultaneous cheers is the major give away. Carlos motions me over but I take a seat next to one of the engineers who I have gotten really close with over my time at the team. His name is Alex and he's really talented as an engineer and he even used to be a driver himself but decided to go down the engineering route. He's part of the pit stop crew and is in charge of taking the front right wheel off. Everytime I pit he will make some funny gesture or facial expression that always makes me laugh. I also know he's getting a promotion to race engineer as my current engineer is leaving the team at the end of this season to focus more on his family.

We mainly spend the evening talking and joking and I catch glimpses of Carlos' death staring at us but I pay him no attention. Alex has such a distinct face with intricate features and a laugh that captivates the entire atmosphere. We make a few jokes about how far we have come and some don't go down well with Gene, but he manages to see the funny side eventually, but everytime a joke doesn't go down well, Geunther shoots us a disapproving look much like a father would.

Midway through the evening Guenther makes a speech and then asks me to say a few things. Obviously I can't say no but I have no idea what may come out of my mouth.

"It's been a great result for the team and in comparison to last year we are in a better position, even having two cars that have been able to stay on the track has been a major development. Hopefully it is indicative of what is to come in the upcoming races but it's been a major haul of points today and hopefully Haas to go back to being a fierce mid field contender, but we must stay focused and get rid of any distractions"

When I finish my speech everyone raises their glass and I see Carlos walking down the path and heading towards an isolated part of the outside bar. I know I should leave him be, but I'm curious so I follow on behind him. When I eventually catch up to him he is leaning against the wall.

"What's wrong Carlos?" I asked curiously but also sounding exasperated of the up and down emotional rollercoaster.

"You say that you are in Guenther's bad books and you say that the team doesn't need any distractions yet you are all over one of the fucking engineers and not any engineer, it's Alex"

"One we weren't flirting, believe it or not two fruity men can have fun and it does not mean anything other than they are friends and three what's so special about Alex?"

"Oh come on Y/N stop being so fucking oblivious all the time, he basically eye fucks you in the garage. The way he looks at you especially when you are in your race suit his hands are literally all over you it's like there's nothing stopping him from just undressing you in the middle of the garage" he says with a spiteful tone.

I am totally stunned by his verbose speech basically ridiculing my best friend within the team. He is also coming across as a petulant and jealous child. I push him closer against the wall holding him with my hands and begin to speak with more spite.

"Listen here you moron. Are you jealous? What you can't handle the fact I can get Lando and other people's attention? Guess what I don't ask for the attention, I also don't need you on my back every single minute of the day lamenting my actions, you are not my boyfriend and the way things are going we aren't going to be friends by the end of this year, you have me wishing Nikita was still here".

He pushes my hands off his shoulders and steps towards me and speaks in a low and degrading tone.

"If you want to be the paddock whore then go right ahead"

When he says that I can't contain my anger and lash out at him and hit him, just as I do that I feel instant regret but when I turn my head to see Geunther standing there I feel even more regret.

"What the fuck are you two morons doing?"

We both stand in silence, both of us too scared to speak.

"I have had enough of fucking both of you it's been a good result today but you two as per usual can't help yourselves. We will talk about this tomorrow. For now, go back to the hotels and don't go near each other."

I walk about out to my car and sit in silence for a few minutes before profusely banging my hands on the steering wheel out of pure frustration. Realising it's just a rental I stop before I cause any damage and turn the key to start it up.

The drive back allows me to have a moment of reflection and I realise how stupid I was to let him get the better of me.

Waking up I feel more regret but I don't have much time to dwell as I have yet another meeting with Guenther. It entails me giving my version of events and explaining my side of things, and then they will decide what to do. But I know this time we have gone too far.

After about 1 hour I'm called back into his office and I take a seat and I instantly know that something serious is about to happen as his demeanour is off.

"Your anger issues have become a problem again. We thought we had solved them but apparently not. Given what happened, the fact you went out of your way to follow Carlos and you being the only one who was physical I have decided that at the end of the year not to renew your contract with the team."

I sit there in silence zoned out for what feels like an eternity, nothing he says after that resonates inside my head. It's like my world has come crashing down.

"Do you have anything to add?" He asks.

Stupidly I open my mouth.

"If you want to see violence and anger I will show you that and in copious amounts"

I walk out the room slamming the door behind me, angry, pissed and surprisingly not regretful. Ever since I was in PREMA F3 my anger has been an issue and I have done my best to control it but some situations just bring out the worst in me.

I see Carlos in the corridor as I bypass him giving him a cold look, as it's a double header I can't even go home and forget everything, but we have to prepare for Baku.

Arriving back in my hotel room I have to write out my social media post which is going to be the truth whereas I know Haas will put out some lying bullshit.

I sit down and begin typing.

"MoneyGram Haas F1 Team has made the decision not to renew my contract due to conflict within the team.

Whilst I support their actions I disagree with the way it has been done and the reasons it has been done for.

I will remain committed to delivering good results for the remainder of the season."

And much like I anticipated Haas produces a watered-down piece of lies that creates this idyllic facade for them.

"Both Y/N L/N and MoneyGram Haas F1 Team have made the mutual decision to part ways at the end of this season"

Our statements contradict one another so I'm sure the team is going to berserk but much like my formula 2 team principal said "I'm a media menace".

My phone quickly begins to blow up with messages from friends, family and former racing teammates asking what happened and why I am leaving the team, like they didn't read my post where I said it was due to "conflict".

I start to pack my suitcase for my flight over to Azerbaijan, thankfully due to my partnership with a private jet company. They are giving me my own private jet which means I will be alone, which at the moment is all I want. As I walk down the elongated corridor I see Lando who I pray won't stop me, but much to my dismay he does.

"Are you alright?" He asks, sounding genuinely concerned about me for once.

"Fine, why wouldn't I be?" I ask back.

"Well... the... the thing with Haas" he stutters.

"It's all good, they fired me for being violent and angry so I will show them violent and angry" with the conclusion of my speech I continue my walk to reach the elevator. Normally I take the stairs as I prefer to walk as much as possible but I can't be bothered to do anything right now other than kill a few people.

The aircraft that has been assigned to me is bigger than I expected, when I step on board the white decor almost blinds me with the Saudi Arabian sun reflecting off the window. There is a small welcome gift for me consisting of some chocolate and alcohol that I probably shouldn't have access to in my mindset.

The flight is a bit of a haze but what I do know is that it's nice not to have other drivers shouting and messing with me. But I sort of miss the quietness whilst I'm sitting in complete silence with the whirling sound of the engine filling the slim streamlined fuselage.

Azerbaijan is much cooler than Saudi Arabia. It's still hot but not as hot. When everyone asks me whether I prefer racing in the heat or the train my answer will always be the rain. The driver's hotel, like all the others, is very extravagant although the only difference is that Haas said we can't keep ordering room service as it's getting too expensive. I waste no time in getting my stuff unpacked and heading for a gym session to work off some of my anger.

It's really empty, no other drivers have arrived yet, which essentially gives me the whole gym to myself. I continue to exert myself as the hours pass, I do every sort of exercise possible. By the end my legs are dead, my arms are dead intact every part of me is dead apart from the more than ever present anger that still remains.

I take a brief shower before climbing into the cotton sheets to sleep off some of the jet lag. I expect to take ages to fall asleep but I fall into a comatose state within a few seconds.

Awaking to the sound of rain pattering against the window was something that I wasn't expecting but I guess I did say earlier that I prefer the rain to the heat so I won't be hypocritical and go back on my word.

In my sleep I had some weird dream where me and Carlos came together in the race and Geunther went berserk but I didn't care because what the worst he can do, fire me?

For the past few days I have been focused on my training and doing whatever it takes to get a seat for next year. I have been talking with Williams about taking Logan's seat next year and whilst they aren't the team I had in mind, any team is better than no team.

Media day yesterday was just a load of questions about me and Haas. If the FIA didn't make it compulsory to attend media day I would have stayed in bed all day or gone to the gym. In the space of a few days I have clearly gained muscle. I have spent every waking moment in the gym, blasting music in my ears to the point where I'm sure I have gone a little bit deaf.

FP1 and FP2 are today and when I say I feel like everyone in the team is treading carefully around me I mean it. It's like someone has died in the garage. Alex unsurprisingly has been attached to my side, I'm starting to see what Carlos was on about but it still didn't give him the right to call me a "whore".

My car in FP1 has an issue with the drink system, where I have water leaking in my helmet and I take to the radio to share my uncensensored disapproval.

"My drink system is broken, this team can't even do the simple things fucking right"

"Y/N don't do this on the radio" my engineer responds.

I feel like responding with "you are leaving soon too so why do you care" but decided against it.

In the garage before FP2 Geuther came down from the pit wall and approached me.

"Look I understand your angry but can you not embarrass the team for all the media to see"

I don't respond to his order and just hop into the car. Pushing the car beyond its limits I manage to come P1 in FP1. We were meant to have a spirit this weekend but in a last minute decision made by the FIA they decided to cancel it and add a sprint race for Spain instead.

Qualifying has always been my favourite day, it really shows which team is the best but more Importantly which driver is brave enough to risk it all for an extra couple of tenths.

COMMENTATOR: "And as the last cars cross the line to start their final laps of Q3 it is currently Verstappen on provisional pole but it will be either Perez, Tsunoda, Leclerc or L/N who will ruin the dutchman's day. As Perez crosses the line it's only good enough for P2 can Charles leclerc improve on his P5, he can't. It's been a disappointing weekend for Ferrari so far and I'm sure they will be looking to improve tomorrow.

Tsunoda crosses the line and remains in P8 but the man who has gone purple in sector 1 and sector 2 the man who have been let go from Haas amidst a lot of controversy is pushing that car to the limits he's exceeded Vertsappen's time and as he crosses the line will it be enough for pole position... IT WILL BE. Y/N L/N will take pole position at the Azerbaijan Grand Prix tomorrow. I'm sure that's a strong statement to any teams looking for a new driver"

There was little separating me and Max seconds nonetheless I will take pole position no matter how big or small the gap is. I jump out of my car to collect my pole position award before having a quick interview.

Interviewer: So Y/N pole position, you were obviously strong but where has this speed come from?

L/N: Well I guess I just utilised every part of the track possible within limits and played with the settings a little.

Interviewer: Your teammate Qualified P11, are you going to share any set up tips with him?

L/N: Well that's up to the team if they want me to but I would rather gate keep my secrets, not that they are that secret if you watch the onboards.

Race day will prove a challenge but I intend to turn pole into a win.

The race gets off to a good start and by that I mean I maintain my lead and defend against Max much to my surprise. When my second pit stop brings behind Carlos I don't intend staying behind him but apparently the team gave a different opinion.

"Y/N do not attack Carlos"

"Y/N do not attack carlos"

I'm starting to believe I'm hearing the same thing over and over but turns out my engineer is way more persistent than I ever imagined.

"Y/N do you copy?"

Before he even finishes I see a gap and go for it but Carlos tries to defend and too hard his front wing nudges my rear and he spins, creating a cloud of smoke.

I get a sense of deja vu, like I preempted this. I guess dreams do come true.

Carlos' spin brings out the safety car and as I have already pit I manage to move up a few places to sit behind Max who of course is in the lead.

Carlos isn't out of the race he just lost his front wing but the team managed to replace it but he's running in P20 so I know the team is pissed off but if we are going to get technical it wasn't actually my fault. Max makes a dive for the pits surprisingly meaning as the safety car goes in I'm leading the race.

I purposefully drive slow to set the pace and give myself an advantage so that I can accelerate whenever I want and get a lead over Oscar who is behind me.

With 5 Laps to go the extortion of my body has caught up to me. My legs are aching, my arms are numb and my neck is hurting.

I cross the line but the team don't sound too happy even though I have brought them their second win.

After the post race celebrations and formalities I manage to catch up with James (Team Principal of Williams) who says he was super impressed by my performance and that his team are definitely interested in having me next year. I catch a glimpse of Carlos whilst we are talking and his eyes widen like he knows exactly what we are talking about.

When I enter the trailer, it doesn't take long for Carlos to approach me and start his interrogation.

"I saw you talking with James"

"Listen Carlos it's none of your business you have done nothing but make my career harder. I think I would prefer it if you didn't involve yourself in my career or with me"

#Carlos Sainz #Male reader #Carlos Sainz x Male Reader #F1 #Haas #Red Bull #Carlando #Lando Norris #McLaren #Lando Norris x Carlos Sainz

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greatwyrmgold · 1 year

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Oshi no Ko is a lot like Mushoku Tensei, in that I would have dropped both series immediately due to their protagonists embodying some of my pet peeve tropes, but people keep saying they're good, so I want to give them a fair shake.

Yeah, no, that was my one concise, well-composed statement for the post. Everything else is just rambling about random thoughts. Keep reading if you want to see another perspective on OnK or like reading what I write, I guess.

Cream of the Crop

I get why the anime combined the first several manga chapters into a feature-length Episode 1; the alternative would be to spend 3-4 episodes building up something that would be twisted away in episode 4/5. But it feels like several distinct episodes in the lives of its main characters, connected primarily by the fact that it's the same person doing them.

The most obvious instance of this is how Ruby's past life is explored near the end of the episode, instead of at the beginning when said past life was introduced. It works, I guess, but...I think introducing, explaining, and resolving her issues around dancing in one chunk with no breaks works better when that chunk is a discrete manga chapter and not ten minutes of a feature-length anime episode. I can't help but wonder whether the story could have been restructured a bit in the screenplay stage.

The author clearly put a lot of research into the idol industry, and while he respects the idols, he absolutely does not respect the industry. Which is the proper distribution of respect in most industries, I feel.

It's interesting to contrast how Aquamarine and Ruby react to their respective reincarnations, how their very different apparent personalities are a straightforward result of taking advantage of a second chance at life after very different first chances. Maybe I'll write a full post about that.

The sound design in this show is great. The scene where Aquamarine and Ruby attend their mom's concert gave me the same kind of anxiety as a hundred people cheering in a small concrete room while loud music plays would in real life. (Though I could pause the noise and type something in the other tab, so it wasn't quite that bad overall.)

Crop of the Cream

I read the manga, since it was also available on the website where I...um, legally accessed the Kaguya-sama manga. I don't remember exactly why I stopped, beyond the overt-wish-fulfillment vibes and not having heard as many people insist that it's great.

I really like how the theme of deception is introduced in the anime's opening lines. It sounds like it's one of those "This is a word of fiction, any similarities to real people are a coincidence" disclaimers, but it's actually the start of a thesis statement!

Over the course of one scene, our protagonist: gets called a lolicon without denying it, tells a 12-year-old patient that he can't marry her because "he'd be good as dead socially" (and not any of the other reasons), offers to consider it when she's 16, doesn't deny that he'd date another 16-year-old if she asked, and gets called a lolicon again without denying it. It would be one thing if he was a high school senior, but he's a doctor who completed his residency, so he's probably at least 30. Ew.

The manager desperately hoping that Ai is 20 weeks constipated and not 20 weeks pregnant is pretty funny.

I'm the kind of person who will probably put way too much thought into the metaphysical implications of one of AI's twins being the reincarnation of someone who died years ago, and the other being the reincarnation of someone who died late in the third trimester. (Oh, um, spoilers; the Mushoku Tensei comparison isn't just because I find the protagonists aggravating.)

On the positive side, those implications probably contribute to the show feeling less aggressively pro-life than you'd expect from a series whose inciting incident (point of attack?) is a teenaged idol deciding to have kids even though it could ruin her career and reputation. The fetuses don't have souls even days/hours before they're born (after all, Aquamarine's soul is still in the doctor), and the possibility of terminating the pregnancy is floated quite neutrally.

It would have been easy to have the doctor...what's the silliest way to phrase this?...qualify for reincarnation after an appointment with Truck-kun. However, the author instead decided to have his death be part of an event that's actually relevant to the rest of the plot. Nice storytelling efficiency.

"Oh, right, there's another person who lives with us." The doctor clearly wasn't an only child in his past life.

One point of contrast between Oshi no Ko and Mushoku Tensei: Aquamarine is not perversely joyous about seeing his new mom's boobs. Rudeus is happy to be breast-fed, Aquamarine prefers the bottle.

(Which is as good a time to remark that, even though the doctor was worse than I remembered, he matured a lot when he turned into a baby. Or at least he toned down his worst habits.)

Judging by how well Aquamarine and Ruby sit when watching Ai perform on TV, they're probably six months old by that point. Which means that Ai's break from idol-ing was a bit less than a year long, and that she had half a year to remember that Ruby is in the pink onesie and Aquamarine is in the blue one. (Ai forgetting their names was a bit less silly when her kids were printed in shades of gray.)

This is contrasted with the fact that some background dialogue implies that Ai's idol group has only been on hiatus for six months or so, which in turn implies that the author either doesn't know or doesn't care that newborns can't sit up unsupported like that, even if they have the memories of a grown-up. (They don't have the muscles to support their heads, let alone their whole bodies.)

Yeah, the doctor was definitely a big brother before he got reincarnated.

Also, since you can see it: The fact that Aquamarine and Dummy Ruby each have a star in one eye (with Ai having a star in each) is a great character design detail. And while we're here, baby Ruby stealing her mom's phone to get into flame wars on Twitter is hilarious. (I hope she used her past life's account and not her mom's...)

Is it weird that I find newborn Aquamarine and Ruby talking more plausible than them sitting up or walking around? I have no idea if baby vocal cords are physically capable of making intelligible words.

"Aquamarine claiming to be a divine messenger? Nah, that's crazy, I don't believe in that stuff. Ruby claiming to be an incarnation of the goddess Amaterasu? Oh shit, that's definitely a thing." (Ruby must just be a better actress.)

Ruby's got the right idea. Or...well, part of the right idea, the liver thing is just absurd. But speaking of AI's salary, the 208,000¥ she got as net pay is not much to live on! According to the first source I found, the cost of living for a single person in Tokyo is about 143,000¥ without rent, with rent for a single-person apartment being at least 60,000¥. So her pay would cover Ai's basic expenses, if she didn't also have kids.

It seems like she's living with her manager and his wife (so said wife can be a live-in babysitter on top of her other duties), which complicates things a little. But yeah, no wonder she's worried about being able to send her kids to a good school. (And not buying ice cream won't help.)

Ai coming across a tweet complimenting her on the genuine smile she had when she saw her kids in the concert audience, and taking that as a lesson for making her smiles look more genuine in the future...that's her in a nutshell, isn't it? She wants to be the best idol she can, and she'll fake sincerity as hard as she needs to do it.

I can't tell how much of the over-the-top formality in Aquamarine's apology is in the original Japanese and how much is a result of trying to translate a level of grammatical politeness that English doesn't support, but it's funny either way.

Starting to remember that, as much as the doctor had a few really egregious moments (like the bit where he implied he'd be fine getting engaged to a 12-year-old if it wouldn't ruin his social life), the thing that bugged me/reminded me of Mushoku Tensei was less the perv stuff and more the adulation. I can only take so many scenes where characters remark on how Aquamarine is acting weirdly mature, only to praise him for being a genius, before I complain about it in the stream-of-consciousness log I have open in the other tab. Especially when one of them ended with a director going "I want to hire you as an actor, small child I just met. Take my business card." Kudos to Aquamarine for pointing out that he should probably give it to someone old enough to sign a contract. (If you gave your business card to an actual toddler, he's more likely to eat than to call you.)

Kana's attitude is weird for a kid, in ways that can't be encapsulated by any single screencap. It's probably a side effect of being a professional actress for a substantial fraction of her life, but I would be very amused if she (and every other child character with a meaningful role) was another reincarnee who remembers her past life.

I can't decide if Kana freaking out at how good Aquamarine was at acting for a "creepy child" role (when he wasn't even trying) is another instance of ego-stroking, or if it's a joke about how Aqua is just a creepy little dude. Sadly, it feels more like the former. The focus of the scene is on "Aquamarine is a good actor and Kana feels shamed next to him," not "Ha ha, Aqua's creepy".

One last point about Kana's bit: I find it hilarious that she assumes his legal name of "Aquamarine" is just a stage name. I mean, yes, that's fair. Aquamarine is a silly name, possibly sillier in Japanese than in English. Yet that's the name Ai chose for her son.

Aquamarine checking up on the state of his prior life's missing person report is a neat plot beat. It's also the only reason we know his doctor name (Gorou Amemiya). I wonder if it'll go anywhere.

Ruby wanting to hide details of her past life from Aquamarine feels like some pointless secret-hiding drama. Like, how is any of it going to be relevant ever?

Ruby expressing her grief by getting into more flame wars on Twitter was...a mixture of emotions. Sad. Poignant. Funny. Yeah, I said it, a preschooler sending violently angry tweets at people criticizing her dead mom is funny.

I like this line.

#oshi no ko #anime #random thoughts

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Rodimus for the Bingo

IDW Rodimus:

The only character I hate more than Drift, but unlike Drift (who I mostly hate for meta reasons like being boring, Mary Sue-ish, and other personal things), I actually hate Rodimus due to specific things he did in the story and how those were never really addressed at all XD

(Copious Rodimus hate under the cut, if he's your comfort character and you're sensitive about him then definitely don't read.)

Maybe hate is a strong word? I don't have like, a burning hatred for him like he's evil and horrible and should just die. I hate him like... I want to beat him up and steal his lunch money. I want to bully him until he cries and then laugh at him. I want to marry Optimus just so that I can give him mommy issues to match his daddy issues. I want that twink obliterated.

Like it's just so fucking funny to me because the IDW fandom in general is like "haha Rodimus is a funny himbo twink that's silly and stupid" but then I read his story and THE WAY PEOPLE TALK ABOUT HIM DIDN'T WARN ME that Rodimus does shit like be jealous of anyone who's more popular/well liked than him (literally being happy Thunderclash is dying), tell Chromedome to perform mnemosurgery on an unconscious person without their consent (imagine having fewer moral scruples than fucking MEGATRON) despite the fact that it was killing Chromedome AND Rewind didn't want Chromedome to risk his health, imprisoning Getaway under absolutely horrific conditions that not even mechs like Overlord had to suffer... Using Rung as living bait was kind of sus too even though Rodimus never intended for Rung to actually be harmed. Oh also when Overlord escaped the Lost Light, Rodimus seemed more butthurt about how HE didn't get to be the heroic one saving the ship than he was about respecting the lost lives of the people killed during his escape. Imagine being so egotistical that you're more concerned about yourself during a period of mourning than you are the crew members you're responsible for.

Oh, and on top of that he's inattentive, lazy, can't keep up with the basic logistical responsibilities of running a ship, and doesn't respect his officers (mostly Magnus). Not only is he a POS insecure little brat, he can't even handle the basic responsibilities that come with leadership. He can't even listen to Roller complaining to him about Chromedome/Rewind violating his bodily integrity without being completely apathetic and literally saying he doesn't care. BEING A LEADER MEANS LISTENING TO PEOPLE'S COMPLAINTS AND RESOLVING PERSONAL DISPUTES AND ACTING AS IF YOU CARE EVEN IF YOU'RE TIRED AND DON'T WANT TO DEAL WITH IT. Rodimus wants all of the glory of being a leadership without wanting the burdens and responsibilities that come with it, whether they're large or small, and as someone who has had a couple leadership positions in my life that frankly disgusts me lmao. He's a manchild who wants to stay in the kitchen but can't take the heat and gets mad when other people are more liked than him. Because people like Thunderclash and Optimus are actually smart, talented, charismatic, heroic, and responsible, while he's just a little brat who's lead around life by his own tender, easily bruised ego. Lol. Lmao.

No wonder half the ship fucking mutinied. Rodimus is like the worst captain ever and LITERALLY THE ONLY REASON HE WASN'T REMEMBERED AS A SHIT CAPTAIN is because Getaway was an even more garbage piece of shit captain (which I've already made multiple posts regarding how I think Getaway was massively wasted as a character).

Rodimus is just a fucking awful person hiding under a cheerful facade. He's a little bitch and I want to yeet him into a horse plinko. He's a sad, strange little man, and he has my pity.

#squiggle answers #negativity #sorry but i love to hate rodders #i have very strong feelings about what leadership and what it means #i have very strong feelings about personal glory vs collective responsibility #i actually used to be a little bit like rod when i was a teenager and guess what #i was a selfish immature bitch that had almost no friends and was cringe and gross #at least i grew up out of it man #like there's a difference between having an ego/pride in yourself #versus being obsessed with your own ego to the point of ignoring or hurting others #and when you're a leader? those expectations go beyond basic morality into EXEMPLARY behavior #everything that a good person is needs to be demonstrated threefold by a leader #and rod is just not even that good of a person on his own so as a leader... lol

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Secret Ending Three - Chapter Six: New Me

The one with the New Year's 👌 just the Gregorian one, not the lunar one

Before any of us even knew it, it was New Year's Eve. Things have been moving so fast though, I wonder how many years have already gone by without us even realising it. How many years worth did I spend reliving the same four months over and over? Two? Or was it even more than that? The memories are still so jumbled, I should probably just start with trying to remember how today went, then work back from there.

Right. We've been celebrating the new year all day. The boys all have a collection of New Year's greeting cards from their fans, but the only ones we have displayed are the ones from Soi and Shinbi that came in the post yesterday morning. Tei and Yeonho worked together to make a delicious rice cake soup for us all, which was probably their best dish yet.

Lance insisted on studying, even despite the holiday, and Yuri still disappeared for a while. But I'm glad that, right now, we're all gathered in the living room to watch the fireworks together. Every single one of us.

I feel so happy, I can't even put it to words... I've spent so long reliving the past, it feels like it really has been years since I've done anything like this. Time has just been repeating itself over and over again. I'm so excited for life to finally move forward once more, to finally start making new memories, enjoying new holidays together with my new family.

"I actually always hated fireworks. They're way too loud for no reason, and everyone else screams really loud when they see them too," says my bear, sitting on the floor between my legs. I run a few strands of his purple hair through my fingers while my other hand rests on his shoulder and I just can't help but smile at him sympathetically.

"I have to agree," says Lance to my right. He shifts his position between myself and Red, squished up against us both awkwardly. Red seems unbothered. "Not to mention how dangerous they are. I can't imagine actually feeling safe next to one. Just watching them on a screen like this is bad enough."

"Lance agreeing with someone?" laughed Yuri. "Well that's funny. I, for one, don't mind them too much. Quite romantic to kiss a pretty lady under."

"It won't be as romantic when you start a forest fire with them though, Yuri," Tei smirked. But it's hard not to notice how much calmer their relationship is now. Yuri just rolls his eyes in response and goes back to watching the tv. Tei hasn't even chastised him for lounging across the couch like he owns the place either.

"I've heard that they're bad for the environment too though," Yeonho says from the floor.

"Argh, you guys! You're all ruining the fun! It's New Year's, we don't have to care about that!" Red groans, throwing his fists into the air. The volume pierces my ears but it's nothing new.

"Yeah, can't we just enjoy this? For some of you, it's the first time experiencing the new year, and for me, it's been a billion years since I've celebrated anything other than Christmas. Let's just have fun today."

Everyone made sounds of agreement at that, while Red looked satisfied. Then- "It's starting!" - he exclaimed and jumped into the air abruptly, pushing Lance into me and causing a domino effect across the couch.

The countdown to midnight started and the tv showed a huge crowd of people cheering and counting along. It happened slowly and powerfully, the screen exploding with colour when the moment hit.

Everyone counted together at once, Red cheered and Yeonho clapped happily. Yuri fought to plant a kiss on my forehead while both Tei and Lance rolled their eyes. My bear covered his ears at the noise but clung onto me on the couch after all the commotion had died down.

"Happy new year, everyone!!" I'm smiling ear to ear. I'm so glad to be surrounded by family again. Even though it's been so insane (so, so insane) I think this has been the best year of my entire life.

The new year... I don't know how to feel about it. Maybe some more insane things will happen. Maybe they'll be good things, maybe they'll be bad. But I'm glad... I'll be going through it all with them. And I don't mind that at all.

When I look at everyone, I think about what we all went through together. Lance, Yeonho, Yuri, Tei, Red...and my bear too.

When I look at them all, I have the feeling that things will be okay, finally. But...there's one of them that I do worry about more than the others... He's standing in the kitchen, tidying the plates away, when I can finally speak with him on his own.

"Happy New Year," I say, still smiling, but I think he can see the hint of hesitation on my lips. He's always been able to see through people so easily, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't approach the subject without sensitivity.

He pauses to look at me, but returns to his work instantaneously, and asks with a returning kind smile, "twenty fourteen. Are you looking forward to the new year?"

"Yeah, I'm really excited! Thinking back to the start of last year, I don't think the future's looked so bright in...well, ever!"

"Bright?" He doesn't sound surprised, but I can tell, after knowing him for so long, that he disagrees.

"Yeah! 'Cause I'm going into the new year with you guys! I've never felt so safe and surrounded with love. What about you? Did you ever think, this time last year, that you'd be here?"

"Well no, my life is definitely a lot better than it was at this point last year..."

"... But..?"

He stops in the middle of cleaning and closes his eyes. He seems conflicted...

"Tei..? Are you alright..?"

"Our current situation is better, but I don't know if it's the best. It's something I've always admired about you, your ability to look at life so positively despite everything, but I can't say I agree with that worldview at all. I think it's more realistic to keep in mind all the things that can go wrong in the future."

"I was thinking you'd say that... I was worried, so I wanted to check up on you. I'm sorry I haven't asked about this sooner, but...how's this situation been affecting you? Your thoughts? It was you who suggested I choose someone, and I was wondering about how you were feeling."

I really do wish I'd have spoke to him about it sooner though; I know how hurtful Tei's thoughts can be to himself, especially if he might feel betrayed, knowing that I love everyone else as much as I love him. But I've been so preoccupied taking care of my bear, planning for the future, I just haven't had the time.

Plus...I was worried that he might not tell me the truth, even if I ask. I'm glad though, that that's not the case. I feel really thankful that he's now comfortable telling me how he feels, even if it's not good news. If he tells me what he's worried about, it'll be easier for me to help him.

Tei soon finished putting all of the plates away, then took a seat on the couch before patting the seat next to him. I eagerly sat down to listen to what he had to say.

"I can definitely understand why you'd be so happy right now. Everyone you love loves you back greatly. You were alone, and then your dolls came to life, and then you loved each of them, went through hardships, then came out the other side with all of them still loving you. You have the freedom to choose which of them you prefer."

"... Are you worried I won't pick you because you hurt me..? It's not something to worry about, I know that your thoughts aren't who you are, and you wouldn't have those thoughts at all if it were your choice, and I know about them now, so it'll be easier to-"

Tei stops me by putting a hand up. He closes his eyes and lets out a breath.

"I'm not worried about you not choosing me. I don't want you to choose me. I don't want to participate in this competition for your heart."

"Oh... I... But..."

I've been rehearsing this speech in my head for days, imagining all the different ways he might disagree, but this wasn't what I thought he'd say at all. What does he mean..??

"Tei, but... Why? It was your idea... Do you not want to?"

"I don't want you to misunderstand: I still love you. That's something that will never change. But you taught me to be honest, and...I don't think it's wise for us to be in a relationship.

"I wouldn't blame you for not choosing me over them. I'm someone who's hurt you multiple times, and you've got four, five better alternatives than this."

"But- but you can't say that's how I feel. I never said I wasn't going to choose you. I already said, your past is in the past, and you don't hurt me out of a genuine desire to hurt-"

"No, I understand that that's not what your decision is. I knew that you would be too kind, that's what I love about you.

"But I'm deciding to make the decision for you... I'm sorry, owner." He spoke sadly and sternly, but ended the last sentence looking guilty...

It does hurt to hear someone I love so much say that they don't want to be in a relationship with me anymore...but I understand that he's doing it because he loves me and wants the best for me.

But still... "Okay. So am I right in understanding that you'd still want to be in a relationship with me if you weren't a danger to me?"

"That's right... I'm sorry. But I think it's just too dangerous. I should stay away from you for now. Things seem to have gotten better for you, but..." he sighed, and spoke the next sentence quietly. "I feel like I've just gotten worse..."

"Tei..." I feel so bad for him... No, I don't blame him at all for breaking up with me. I can only imagine how he must feel right now, how hurt he must be from this. "I'm sorry we're in this position, Tei... This is such a lose-lose situation for you.

"If I choose you, you'd worry about hurting me, and if I don't, you'll worry about someone else hurting me. I don't think it's right. You're unhappy in both outcomes. Do you think you'll ever be really happy? I hope you will, even if that happiness doesn't even involve me."

"That's kind, but unfortunately I don't think it's possible. It's just something I have to live with. But please understand that you are my source of my happiness. I won't find it outside of you... Sorry."

Tei looks regretful, but there's no hesitation or surprise in his voice. This is something that he's internalised and accepted for a long time... I...don't like it. No... I hate it.

"That's not true. Don't say it like it's something normal. You shouldn't have to live with never being happy, Tei. Don't just accept it."

He sighed at my response. "Eri-"

"No. I won't let this slide. Isn't there a way? For it to stop? For the pain to go away? We can do it. Together. We can make your thoughts go away, and you'll never have to worry about hurting me again. We can do it."

"I'm sorry... I don't think this is something that can be fixed just like that. I'm a broken doll, beyond repair."

"No, you are not. You might be broken, but there's no way you're beyond repair." I can't shake the guilt and sorrow on his face when I take his hand and pledge to him my belief that he can't be helped.

"There's a lot of things that have happened since you guys came to life. Some bad things, some good things. But something I've learned is that everyone has something they think is wrong with them and they think they're beyond help. But they never are. That's never been the case, not once. They always get better.

"People always get better when they're supported with patience and love-"

"But I'm not-"

"If I'm not enough to help, then we'll just have to look for someone who is."

Tei blinks at me. "Are you... Do you mean...professional help?"

"Yeah. That's what I mean. What do you think?"

"That's... Well..." Tei rests his chin in his hand and considers this... I think it's cute watching his eyes fix on one point of the couch as the thoughts start turning in his brain.

But he shakes his head with a frown and says, "Ah, no, what would they even do? The worst case scenario is that they'd take me to prison or a mental hospital because I might hurt someone."

"But the best case scenario is that the treatment works and you get better and will feel happy when you think about the future. Even if it might go wrong, don't you think it's worth the risk? Don't you wanna try, just in case?"

Tei sighs, not wanting to meet my determined eyes. In the time that he hesitates, we're interrupted by the sound of the bathroom door opening. The smell of shampoo fills the air.

Red steps into the living room with a yawn, stretching in his pyjama bottoms. "Hm? You guys are still up? I thought the celebrations were over, it's like two in the morning."

"Aha, yeah, we'll go to bed soon. We were just talking about..."

"Oh, like a human birth certificate? I have one of them," Red said plainly.

"How it's difficult to do certain things because we don't have real identification. Some things, no matter how much we want to do them, might just be impossible without proof of our human existence."

Oh, ID. I assume Yuri just bribed someone to let the boys into the school, but for the doctors, I'm guessing it might be a bit more difficult, since they might be confused about why the boys don't have any medical history. And it's not like we can get Crobi Doll to give the boys ID.

"No, Red, we mean a real one," said Tei.

"Yeah, that's what I have."

"... Did you forget to take your brain with you into the new year?"

"No, I really have one!" he huffed and stormed off into his room. He was gone for a moment and came back soon with a document in his hand. "See? I have a real one. Except it says I was born in nineteen ninety five."

"Red... What?? Where did you get this?? When??" I pleaded with him, unable to perceive the reality of the paper in my hands.

"Ehh... Yeah, about that. I never brought it up 'cause there was never a good time...but the nice lady at the Crobi Doll shop in town gave this to me."

"... What?? When were you planning on telling me this??"

"Hey, it's not like it was a secret!! I was gonna tell you, but then you were sick, and then there was the play, and then there was Christmas, and then you disappeared, and then I forgot about it!!"

"How do you forget that Crobi Doll know that you came to life??"

"Uh, I don't know... Is it bad?"

"No," said Tei. His eyes are fixed on the birth certificate. I think I see a hesitant smile playing on his lips. Is that hope I can see on his face? "This can only be good news."

#my post #cheritz #nameless the one thing you must recall #hope you like

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I find it really interesting how human psychologies can develop if you were to raise them in a test-tube deprived of many meaningful experiences, fed on stories of those meaningful experiences.

But navigating through the real, meaningful world outside of the classroom is a constant build upon experience.

I mean, the classroom is just another experience... and how you teach influences how you and your students think.

I'm thinking of how 1984 has come and gone, in name only....

I think of the Shadowed side of every persona. The adversaries that one faces in life, are the people who take that second face and bring it into light. They are You; You are Them.

Do you ever think how you can't see your own face how other people see it?

If you look at a shiny mirror, you are seeing a reflection of yourself, but it is turned around. If you take a piece of writing and show it to the Mirror, the letters will be backwards. So, too, is your own reflection in the Mirror.

When we walk, our rump is always behind us...

I have puzzled in my head over the fact that a Sharpie cannot write on its own body.

Of course, someone might be a smartass and invent a curled-up Sharpie....

In the ramifications of party doctrine she had not the faintest interest. Whenever he began to talk of the principles of Ingsoc, doublethink, the mutability of the past, and the denial of objective reality, and to use Newspeak words, she became bored and confused and said that she never paid any attention to that kind of thing. One knew that it was all rubbish, so why let oneself be worried by it? She knew when to cheer and when to boo, and that was all one needed. If he persisted in talking of such subjects, she had a disconcerting habit of falling asleep. She was one of those people who can go to sleep at any hour and in any position. Talking to her, he realized how easy it was to present an appearance of orthodoxy while having no grasp whatever of what orthodoxy meant. In a way, the world-view of the Party imposed itself most successfully on people incapable of understanding it. They could be made to accept the most flagrant violations of reality, because they never fully grasped the enormity of what was demanded of them, and were not sufficiently interested in public events to notice what was happening. By lack of understanding they remained sane. They simply swallowed everything, and what they swallowed did them no harm, because it left no residue behind, just as a grain of corn will pass undigested through the body of a bird.

--- George Orwell, 1984

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Back again, to Plato's cave, and the dancing shadow puppets we can carve into whatever shape we like.

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The funny thing I always find about books like 1984 is that they can be instruction manuals. When people start complaining about machiavellian systems of mind-control and how they work, they may just be giving ideas to the Little Hitlers running under their feet.

Never assume that someone of "the next generation" is as pure of heart as you... that they'll want to tear it all down like you do. Maybe they want control. Maybe they relish in the sadomasochism of it all. Maybe it's new and interesting to them. Some people are born Devils.

I was.

"As people walk this way again and again, a path appears"

"but that's so boring. Duh! Of course! Tell me something I don't know already! I want to be wow'd! I want to be shocked and appalled!"

"So you prefer a shocking lie to a plain-faced truth?"

The path isn't a straight line; it’s a spiral.

You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.

"Sometimes I look in the mirror, and is as if my reflection is of someone else. I have forgotten what I look like, now. My memory of myself in the past is as if a child scribbled it on a piece of paper, crumpled it, and I uncrumpled it and clung onto it all these years."

"And what good was that?"

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You've got a head full of paper; but baby, nothing like Origami...

Shredded thoughts, and the makeup won't make up for the missing piece.. of mind.

I saw you look in the mirror; the scenery was suddenly boring.

It's the end of an Era!

Forever is just a state of mind. You're the last of your kind!

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I am him, and I am her. I am both of them: watching eachother, copulating, pulling eachother's hair out.

My body is a continent. Full of Creatures, Forests, Rivers, Lakes, a harsh Desert.... A tropical Glade of Lilies. Personalities of all kinds. The snowy peaks of Mountains... the gallant Wind blowing down the Slopes. It was given.

Human beings in a Mob.

What's a Mob to a King?

What's a King to a God?

What's a God to a Non-believer?

A threat.

Say it ain't so, because I was taught to be atheist for the first half of my life. I always knew I could be whatever religion I wanted, but what's the point when you are told it's all just a way to control people's minds?

...but what else is a God to a Non-believer?

Is seeing believing?

The long road hurried to nowhere and had no end. It ran through villages and small towns, flat country and mountains, stony barrens and meadows springing out of stones, but it belonged to none of these, and it never rested anywhere. It rushed the unicorn along, tugging at her feet like the tide, fretting at her, never letting her be quiet and listen to the air, as she was used to doing. Her eyes were always full of dust, and her mane was stiff and heavy with dirt.

Time had always passed her by in her forest, but now it was she who passed through time as she traveled. The colors of the trees changed, and the animals along the way grew heavy coats and lost them again; the clouds crept or hurried before the changing winds, and were pink and gold in the sun or livid with storm. Wherever she went, she searched for her people, but she found no trace of them, and in all the tongues she heard spoken along the road there was not even a word for them any more.

Early one morning, about to turn off the road to sleep, she saw a man hoeing in his garden. Knowing that she should hide, she stood still instead and watched him work, until he straightened and saw her. He was fat, and his cheeks jumped with every step he took. “Oh,” he said. “Oh, you’re beautiful.”

When he tugged off his belt, made a loop in it, and moved clumsily toward her, the unicorn was more pleased than frightened. The man knew what she was, and what he himself was for: to hoe turnips and pursue something that shone and could run faster than he could. She sidestepped his first lunge as lightly as though the wind of it had blown her out of his reach. “I have been hunted with bells and banners in my time,” she told him. “Men knew that the only way to hunt me was to make the chase so wondrous that I would come near to see it. And even so I was never once captured.”

“My foot must have slipped,” said the man. “Steady now, you pretty thing.”

“I’ve never really understood,” the unicorn mused as the man picked himself up, “what you dream of doing with me, once you’ve caught me.” The man leaped again, and she slipped away from him like rain. “I don’t think you know yourselves,” she said.

“Ah, steady, steady, easy now.” The man’s sweating face was striped with dirt, and he could hardly get his breath. “Pretty,” he gasped. “You pretty little mare.”

“Mare?” The unicorn trumpeted the word so shrilly that the man stopped pursuing her and clapped his hands to his ears. “Mare?” she demanded. “I, a horse? Is that what you take me for? Is that what you see?”

“Good horse,” the fat man panted. He leaned on the fence and wiped his face. “Curry you up, clean you off, you’ll be the prettiest old mare anywhere.” He reached out with the belt again. “Take you to the fair,” he said. “Come on, horse.”

“A horse,” the unicorn said. “That’s what you were trying to capture. A white mare with her mane full of burrs.” As the man approached her, she hooked her horn through the belt, jerked it out of his grasp, and hurled it across the road into a patch of daisies. “A horse, am I?” she snorted. “A horse, indeed!”

For a moment the man was very close to her, and her great eyes stared into his own, which were small and tired and amazed. Then she turned and fled up the road, running so swiftly that those who saw her exclaimed, “Now there’s a horse! There’s a real horse!” One old man said quietly to his wife, “That’s an Ayrab horse. I was on a ship with an Ayrab horse once.”

From that time the unicorn avoided towns, even at night, unless there was no way at all to go around them. Even so, there were a few men who gave chase, but always to a wandering white mare; never in the gay and reverent manner proper to the pursuit of a unicorn. They came with ropes and nets and baits of sugar lumps, and they whistled and called her Bess and Nellie. Sometimes she would slow down enough to let their horses catch her scent, and then watch as the beasts reared and wheeled and ran away with their terrified riders. The horses always knew her.

“How can it be?” she wondered. “I suppose I could understand it if men had simply forgotten unicorns, or if they had changed so that they hated all unicorns now and tried to kill them when they saw them. But not to see them at all, to look at them and see something else‌—‌what do they look like to one another, then? What do trees look like to them, or houses, or real horses, or their own children?”

Sometimes she thought if men no longer know what they are looking at, there may well be unicorns in the world yet, unknown and glad of it. But she knew beyond both hope and vanity that men had changed, and the world with them, because the unicorns were gone. Yet she went on along the hard road, although each day she wished a little more that she had never left her forest.

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hanitarot · 2 years

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Your love story 💌

PAC #6

hello everyone. Choose a picture that resonates with you. If you feel that the description does not suit you, please choose another one. Sorry for my bad english-

Pile 1

Hiii guys! I think your love story will begin when you experience something bad. Someone will break your heart. This is the moment when you pull yourself together and start working on yourself. You will spend more time with yourself and experience many difficulties. You have a karmic path to your love. You must become smarter, older, wiser before meeting your love. At the time of meeting with them, you will have many things to do that you will not even notice them. But they will notice you. They will definitely fall in love with you at first sight. They will notice your beauty and wisdom. I see a picture of them flirting with you and trying to interest you while you think they are just trying to hit on you. You kindle in them the passion to conquer you. They look like those very characters from the movies who are interested in someone and try to run after them. They will seek to meet you, follow you to every party. You seem nice and calm to me. You will most likely only laugh at their flirtations, but then your relationship will develop more and more. They will make plans with you and will try to interest you with their ideas. They will already be sure that you will have a relationship, while you seem more independent and all in business. I see that later you will love them with all your heart, too, for everything they do for you and for their love. You have taught them many things, and they will always be devoted to you.

your impression of them: they will seem to you cunning, too reckless and active. The ones who can't be trusted. They will seem to you those who have a lot of power and everything in this life

possible mbti: ENTP, estj, enfp, esfp, entj, enfj

"I'm really ready to give everything for you"

"for me you are the greatest gift"

"you look very hot"

"I want you to be mine, and I want to be yours"

"I will do everything to make you happy"

Pile 2

Hello!!! I see that you will meet your love somewhere at work. You may want to work in the beauty or finance industry. Either way, you will be in high position. You have experience and knowledge, you have already built a life for yourself. Your person is much more gentle than you. He loves very deeply, he is easily hurt and emotional. He reminds me of a puppy to be honest. You have already built yourself while they are sad that they are not good enough for you. They try their best, believe me. By the way, I think that the first you will be interested in them. Reminds me a lot of the love story of Han Joon-Woo and Im Hee-Kyung from True Beauty. I truly loved this couple. He will be extremely sweet and kind. You will be interested in their positivity and some innocence. They will seem to you wise, well-read. You will immediately understand that they are your destiny. You will always smile when you see them. They are the kind of people who smile at children, help animals, take care of things. They are well-mannered, a little awkward and clumsy. You will find them very funny. I see that you will most likely be colleagues, or somehow connected with work. They will fail in some case, and will be unjustly accused, but you will take their side. You will help them because you know how hard they tried. They are too kind.. They will raise your self-esteem, they will tell you the words that you should have heard. They will cheer you up, inspire you and inspire your feelings. They will always give you butterflies in your stomach.

your impression of them: very nice and diligent. Ready to sacrifice themselves. Sensitive and deep. They care deeply about the feelings of those around them. They will be like a gift for you that you deserve. They are the ones you look up to because they heal you and help you get better.

possible mbti: INFP, infj, enfp, isfp, isfj, enfj, esfj

"I'm not cute"

"If you want to see the most beautiful person, look in the mirror"

"why am I a fruity?"

"please don't get upset"

"I will help you in everything"

"I will always be with you"

Pile 3

Hi group 3! You will most likely meet on some kind of trip. You will go somewhere on business, but you will have some kind of problem or even trouble. You may lose money or something else, but then they appear. At first nothing will arise between you, they will come to help you. For some reason I see that this is a person from another country, or you came to another country. They kindly help a stranger in need. I see a picture of you crying, and they are trying to cheer you up. I tried to lay out tarot cards how you will communicate in the future, and here is a rather strange situation. They will most likely help you, but I do not understand how you will communicate further. Perhaps you will live next to them or work, communicate, etc. Ahahah what's funny is that you probably won't get along later.. Oops. When you're in trouble, they may call you a crybaby or a troublesome person, and you'll get mad at them for it even though they helped. I see you are active, emotional, irritable to some extent, you have a lively character, and they are calm, intelligent and reasonable. That's why they thought you were stupid when you met. After that, you often did not get along and could make comments to each other. I still can’t understand how you will meet later.. But I see a lot of comical and funny situations between you. I'm sorry, but I see you have a bit of a difficult personality, and they are smart and will always get you out of trouble. In fact, it's even cute. They will accept you completely and understand you. Contact will begin to develop between you, you will fall in love with each other very much. Although you will sometimes make mistakes that you will regret, they will accept everything calmly.

Your impression of them: they are probably older than you. They are smart and rather silent. But they are kind and give you a smile. You can often be very jealous of them. Your couple is quite funny and cute. You are like those same old woman and old man who argue but actually love each other :))

possible mbti: istj, isfj, esfj, intj, entj, estj, intp

"this is absurd"

"calm down"

"Trust me"

"why are you stupid today too?"

"every day a new beginning"

"I want to understand you"

Pile 4

Helloo.. Oops, I see you already know each other. Well, or in the future, you will first be friends. You will have a friendship, perhaps even a group of friends. You will have fun, constantly laugh. You will become as close as if you were best friends. Everything will be cool, but I'm afraid that later you will stop communicating. Something will separate you, you can quarrel or they will go far and cut off ties with you. I think you will most likely quarrel. You will stop communicating because of some stupid resentment, but the two of you already have feelings. You can understand them later. You do not want to give in to each other, so reconciliation will not be quick. Fate will bring you. As if everything is calculated so that you should understand yourself and each other during the time of separation. When you meet, you will already be different people. But new versions of you will only make you love each other more. Just at the first meeting, you will talk to each other, discuss everything that happened and all the problems. You will understand, apologize and forgive. They will be fascinated by who you have become. Like you had a huge glow up. You will be happy that you can now talk about your feelings, but something is stopping you. Damn guys, stop cursing and arguing because of your conflicting feelings. Accept your falling in love, don't avoid it, lower your ego. But I see that you will again constantly put up. The same couple that constantly puts up and swears. A bit like group 3.... But in any case, you will learn to find compromises. You are so beautiful and will become the best version of yourself, but work on your self-esteem, please. Self-esteem is either too low or too high... You will be fine in any case, you will be happy together and accept each other as you are. To be honest, you are very similar to each other, I think this was the problem in your conflicts. You will always be together, travel, spend time, hang out, build businesses, maybe even work together. Very cute couple, like you are real soulmates

your impression of them: You seem to already know them very well. They are so cheerful for you, funny, they always cheer you up when they act like fools. They are sociable and active. They have personal problems that sometimes break them. I feel the energy of a leo, you or they have in the natal chart. Venus in Leo or Aries... Maybe in synastry...

Possible mbti: esfp, entp, enfp, estp, istp, isfp, infp, intp

"these flowers are for you"

"you're wrong >:("

"let's talk"

"I just want to lie down with you"

"I want to spend as much time with you as possible"

"no one understands me better than you"

Thanks for reading, please feedback!

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