#i feel like this is the way it should've been in the story but alas

[unfilteredcurse]

SAVIOUR

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things you don't know (2) | jjk

summary: the aftermath of jimin's party is weighing on your mind and you wonder if you have the courage to face jeon jungkook again.

✨ title: things you don't know (part 2) ✨ pairing: jungkook x f!reader | ✨ rating: PG-13 ✨ genre/au: angst | ex best friends!au | ✨ word count: 3.8k ✨ warnings: pov switch, we get to find out what happened to reader's panties, jimin's a menace, but overall a good friend :'), minor language, reader loves to threaten her friends (in a loving way ofc), jk & reader talk (properly), not really a warning but a mint mojito is a iced coffee drink not alcohol lol ✨ a/n: hi??? we're back with these two :') I didn't think anyone would like the first part that I wrote bc it was so angsty! lol but I'm so happy it was well received. i hope this gives everyone some closure. also, i'm scared of this flopping bc so many people asked for another part. i was so close to not writing it, but alas here it is. as always, i'd love to hear your thoughts. don't be afraid to drop any questions or comments. gonna go hide now, byeeee!

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~ JK POV ~

A haze of darkness loomed in the early hours of the morning. The night sky should've been clear according to the weather icons on Jungkook's phone. Could it be that his eyes are deceiving him? Were they hazy and cloudy? If he rubbed them, would the sky finally be clear? Or maybe you have blurred his vision, distorted his mind.

As if you weren’t already on his mind 24/7, 365 days for the last seven years. Your prodigal return has made him want to be close to you again, see how you were doing, and see if you had somehow found a way to forgive him. Your appearance at tonight’s party confirmed you must’ve hated him and could never find it in your heart to forgive him. At least, that’s what he thought.

On his late-night drive after dropping off Josie, he went the long way home through the city streets. He ended up at the park where you used to stargaze when you needed to clear your mind, and it was one of those nights for him.

You had taken over every fiber of his being, capturing his heart and holding him hostage. You’ve haunted him every day of his life since you left. At least when the two of you were in school, he could see you in class and the hallways, but once you left, there was no way to keep track of you, that is, until you started posting your college adventures on Instagram. He’d see your stories and how you’d come home to visit your parents and old friends, but of course, you wouldn’t see him. Why would you? He hurt you.

He replays tonight’s events—studying every word, every facial expression, your body language. He’s looking for a way to make it right, a way back into your heart. He doesn’t like it when you’re hurting, doesn’t like it when you’re mad at him, and especially doesn’t like it when you hate him.

He wished he could redo the last seven years and the moment when he decided to kiss Josie. He should've just left Jimin’s and come to yours, confessed his feelings, said how much he’d missed you, maybe even been brave enough to ask if he should go with you to college. Maybe he could’ve saved a lot of heartache for you, himself, and even Josie.

He took a deep breath, exhaling the unease lingering throughout his body. Opening his eyes, he realized the sky finally cleared out. He tucked one hand behind his head, and with the other, his finger traced constellations into the shape of animals—a little game you used to play together.

Thoughts raced through his mind: Do you still have a love for stargazing? Did you find a new spot? Did you have someone to accompany you? Or did you go by yourself? He guessed he’d never find out the answers to his questions.

“You’re coming in late. Or early. Were you with Josie?” Jimin’s sitting at the dining table, sipping on his coffee.

Jungkook shook his head. “Just out.”

“Man, it was good to see ____, right? I haven’t seen her since we graduated. Did you catch up with her?” He shifted in his seat, his foot pushing against the table’s leg, causing his chair to lean back. He licked his lips, suppressing a smile.

“Kind of.” Jungkook shrugged.

The chair made a loud thump when Jimin leaned forward. He set his coffee aside, his eyes narrowed, hands folded. “What happened between you guys, anyway? You were so close in high school, and whenever I ask you, you always change the topic.”

Jungkook looked at his friend, hoping he’d get the drift and move on from this conversation. He wasn’t keen on being bombarded with questions this early in the morning. He pulled out a chair, the legs screeching against the floor as he buried his face in his arms on the table.

“Or you quiet down whenever I bring her up. Well, whatever happened, you should just make out—I mean makeup with her since she’s back,” Jimin suggested, grinning at his mistake.

Jungkook looked up. “I don’t think she wants to see me.”

“See her anyway.”

Jungkook raised his eyebrows.

“What? You’ll either sit here and keep wondering what could’ve been, or you can talk to her like an adult and hash things out—get everything out in the open.”

“I hurt her, Jimin.”

“So? Go and apologize.”

“I don’t think she’ll accept it.”

“It’ll be up to her to decide, but at least she’ll hear it from you.” Jimin sipped his coffee again. “And don’t think I haven’t seen you lurking on her Instagram throughout these years.” He shook his head and chuckled. “Your Instagram handle is the alphabet without ‘JK’ in it—so obvious.”

Jungkook's eyes widened. He thought he was careful all these years, hardly posting anything but random food dishes he’s cooked.

Jimin let out a hearty laugh. “Oh—you thought you were slick, huh? I’m quite the detective myself, Jeon.” Jimin pushed his chair out to stand, massaging his friend’s shoulder, shaking his head at him. “It’s time, my friend. Don’t let the past continue to haunt you.”

He lightly tapped his fingers on the table, debating his next move. He knew he had to break things off with Josie once and for all. No more letting her hover, giving into her, or letting her manipulate him. He let her have too many years of him–it was finally time to cut off the head of the snake.

~ reader pov ~

The early morning sun peeked through your curtains, beaming rays of light reflecting off of your mirror, making you sneak a glimpse of the time on your phone.

7:30 AM. It’s too early for anyone to function like an average person.

Propping yourself against your pillows, you begin scrolling through Instagram. You were tagged in one of Jimin’s photos.

The caption read: Look who’s back.

You were tipsy when the photo was taken. You had let Jimin wrap his arm around you, kissing your cheek, as you made a kissy face at Lana, who snapped the picture.

You looked at the amount of likes and comments. Jimin was still popular after high school. Your finger tapped on ‘view all 90 comments’, and then you realized it was just Jimin and Josie arguing back and forth in the comments about you.

Rolling your eyes, you were ready to exit the app, but then you couldn’t help but notice the username of ‘abcdefghi_lmnopqrstuvwxyz’ in the comment section, also telling Josie to ‘stop.’ You recognized the username because they liked a few of your posts and had seen your stories but never interacted.

You never bothered to look at everyone who followed you, but this username was too creative not to have a look.

When you clicked on the username, their profile picture was a sunset; their bio only had an emoji of a cookie and photos of food dishes. You guessed this person was an aspiring chef. Everything they posted looked scrumptious.

A series of knocks on your door interrupted your train of thought. It’s so early. Who could be here at this hour?

You peered through the peephole, your hand ready to unlock it, until you saw it was none other than Lana. There was a burning feeling in your chest, and your jaw clenched as you debated whether you wanted to let her in. She claimed not to know who Jimin’s roommates were, and you so happened to come to the party where Jeon Jungkook lived? Coincidence? Yeah, right.

“I can hear you breathing on the other side of the door,” she said, moving back to show you she had brought coffee from one of your favorite places.

You unlocked the door knob but left the chain lock intact. Opening the door, you peeked through, staring at the coffee in her hand.

“Leave the coffee, and I shall let you live to see another day.”

Lana rolled her eyes. “I know what you’re thinking–I set you up, but I swear on my mother’s grave that I did not know Jimin and Jungkook were living together.”

You tilted your head and crossed your arms. “You are correct. I believe you set me up, and I won’t be forgiving you.”

Lana sighed, digging through her bag. “I have something else for you too.” She pulled out the very thing you were looking for last night–your blush-pink panties.

You reach out to grab them, but she withdraws, clutching them in her hand. “I did you a favor by swiping them, washing them, and getting your favorite coffee. You’re still not going to open the door for me?”

You huffed, closing the door and unlocking the chain. Crossing your arms, you stood in the way, unwilling to let her in.

She showed off her biggest grin, holding up the tray of coffee and your panties.

You grabbed the coffee before grabbing your panties, leaving the door open if she willingly wanted this to be her last day on earth.

Lana follows you, closing the door and plopping beside you on the couch.

“Anything else you need to get off your chest before you breathe your last breath?” you ask before sipping the mint mojito iced coffee. You forgot how much you loved this drink.

“Yeah. How did the conversation with Jungkook go?”

“I swear to god, you’re addicted to drama.”

“As long as it doesn’t involve me, then I’m all ears,” she beamed from ear to ear, sipping her coffee. “And I also want to make sure you’re okay.” She elbows you before laying her head on your shoulder.

You couldn’t be upset with Lana. You knew she just wanted you to heal from what happened with Jungkook.

Last night felt like a fever dream, bumping into Jungkook. He sprang up on you with no warning. You had no time to prepare yourself—your heart, for what you’d say.

It’s like you had traveled back to that 18-year-old girl watching her best friend repeatedly hurt her. The scene replayed in your mind like an endless film reel–Jungkook and Josie holding hands, finding a letter in your locker, tearfully reading it in your room, and realizing you didn’t have a friend anymore after that day.

“So?”

“He blames me for everything that happened.”

Lana’s eyes widened, and jaw dropped. She put down her coffee, got up, and pulled her hair back. “You better hold me down before I beat his ass.”

You dragged her back beside you. “Stop being so dramatic.”

“How was it your fault?”

“He said he was upset that I was leaving for college and didn’t care to include him in the conversation. Then he went to one of Jimin's parties and kissed Josie, and they started dating.”

Lana’s upper lip raised in annoyance, glancing up at the ceiling. “I'm gonna punch him and his little girlfriend in the face the next time I see them.”

“And apparently, he says they’re not together or whatever.”

She gasped in disbelief. “Not together? She was practically all over him! And he was letting her do it!”

“That’s what I said, but he says it's complicated.”

“What are you gonna do?”

“What am I going to do? Nothing? Absolutely nothing. Avoid them like the plague. What else am I supposed to do?”

“What if he comes looking for you?”

The thought crossed your mind, but you had nothing to say to him. What more did he want from you? Since he blamed you, it’s not like he’d come asking for forgiveness.

“I don’t know. Maybe I shouldn’t have moved back.”

“Stop. I'm so happy you’re back. This place is so fucking lame without you.” Lana curled herself into your couch, hooking her arm in yours.

“Yeah, I didn’t think I had to endure all this drama with Jungkook the week I returned.”

“Maybe you should just talk to him and clear the air once and for all,” Lana suggested.

“I don’t know if I can do that without strangling him.”

“I’ll bail you out of jail, don’t worry, or I can help you. We can be cellmates.”

You loved how at least one of your best friends would go to such lengths for you. “God–I don’t wanna be an adult. I don’t want to talk to him.”

“I know, but I bet you’ll feel a million times better if you do.”

You didn’t want to hear the truth but you knew it was what you needed to do. You and Jungkook had unfinished business. Maybe it’s better to just talk to him and close that chapter of your life and finally be able to move on.

You Jiminie 🦗

JAMAN Oh, are you sliding into my DMs?

You 🙄 In your dreams

JAMAN 😂 I’m kidding. What’s up?

You Can I ask you for a favor?

JAMAN Anything for you

You Can I get Jungkook’s number?

JAMAN Huhuhu…the plot thickens

You Oh, stop it. Will you give it to me or not?

JAMAN Idk it depends.

You On?

JAMAN If I get to see more of you

You Jiminie…

JAMAN 😞😞

You You saw me once, that’s not good enough?

JAMAN Let me take you out to dinner. I want to catch up with you.

You Then I’ll never have to see you again? 🙂

JAMAN Sure…

You Fine fine fine Give me his number

You waited a few days to call Jungkook in case Jimin told him he gave you his number. You didn’t want to seem desperate; at least, it would be at your discretion. You’d be more prepared with your heart and your mind.

You sat there, staring at his name, tapping on the screen, and before you knew it, the line began ringing. Ah, fuck.

There’s no going back now.

Hello?

“Hey, Kook. It’s ___.” You can hear him shifting through the line.

Oh, hey. Jungkook cleared his throat. What’s up?

“I wanted to see if you’d be up for coffee or something. If you’re not busy, that is.”

Like today?

You hummed.

Just tell me where and what time.

“Philz Coffee at 2?”

Yeah! I’ll see you then.

You quickly ended the call. Well, the easy part was done. Now, onto the rest.

Even for a Thursday afternoon, the street where the coffee shop was located was rather crowded. You blamed the increased remote jobs and everyone flocking to work from there instead of their homes.

Walking toward the shop, you looked up to see Jungkook sitting outside with two coffees on the table.

He gave a small wave and stood when you approached him. “Hey!” His voice was enthusiastic as he flashed a warm smile, dimple on display. Jungkook gestured for you to sit.

“Do you still like mint mojito iced coffees?”

You chuckled to yourself. You didn’t think he would still remember your coffee order. “Yeah, I do.”

“Cool, figured you still did.”

You gave a half-smile.

Jungkook leaned forward in his seat, eyes on you. “So, why did you want to meet up?”

Your lips thinned before you cleared your throat. “I guess we have some unfinished business.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

You sighed, pulling yourself together to turn to him, looking him in the eye finally. Never in a million years did you think you would be sitting here, talking. His doe eyes sparkled, his boyish charm lingered, and that sweet smile made you swoon.

“I’m gonna say my piece, and then if you have anything to add, go for it.”

He nodded, listening intently to your following words.

Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath. “When you stopped talking to me—it hurt, fucked me up for a long time. I convinced myself for years I was over it, but that wasn’t the case at Jimin’s.”

It felt weird to finally say everything that had been building up aloud in front of him.

“It was hard going through college without you. I couldn't talk to you when I wanted, come over when I was bored, and experience new things with you. It was like this big piece of my life was missing, and no one could fill it. Sometimes, a song would come on shuffle that reminded me of you; then I'd get sad because I didn't know your new favorite songs or if you had seen the new Marvel movie.”

Most of all, you missed his presence and how he’d light up when he was excited to show you something or how he’d put a smile on your face when you were down.

“You were my best friend, Kook. I shared everything with you. So it hurt when you felt like you couldn’t talk to me. I would’ve understood if you couldn’t be friends with me because of Josie—I mean, it would’ve sucked big time, but I would never want you to feel like you can’t be honest with me.”

Jungkook stayed quiet for a bit before responding. “I’m sorry about what happened. I was hurting too, and I guess I wanted you to hurt too.”

“Well, it worked.” You let out a sad chuckle; your hand began playing nervously with the coffee cup before you.

He looks at you, scanning your face. “This might not mean anything now, but I know you. I know what songs you like, movies you watched, what made you sad and happy.”

Your gaze slowly flicked to his, your eyebrows knitted in confusion.

“I don’t want to sound like a creep or anything, but I’ve been following you on Instagram.”

“You have an Instagram account?”

“Uh, yeah. I just don’t post my face or anything.” He pulled out his phone to show you.

Your jaw dropped. “Oh my god. You’re alphabet boy?”

“Alphabet boy?” Jungkook’s forehead furrowed.

As soon as he said that, you began to piece everything together. So he was on social media. He was just good at hiding it.

“So, you’ve been keeping up with everything I’ve been doing?”

“You were my best friend. I missed you and wanted to know what your life was like.”

You didn’t know how to process this information. You had been lurking on Instagram, trying to get a glimpse of Jungkook, but after all these years, he was trying to keep a part of you with him.

“Just because you’ve liked my posts or watched my stories doesn’t mean you know me.”

He nodded in agreement. “You’re right. I don’t, but I would like to get to know you again.”

“What about Josie? What is she going to think?” You didn’t want to get in the way of whatever they had going on.

“I’ve tried breaking up with her multiple times, and she keeps on coming back, and I’m pretty dumb for letting her back in. I think we’ve just gotten into that rhythm where we’ve been comfortable with each other that it’s hard to let it go, you know?”

You chuckled to yourself. He was never really good at speaking up, was he?

He looks at you. “Do you think we can start over?”

You take a deep breath. “I don’t know. I—I don’t think I can lose you as a friend again.”

“You won’t,” he responded immediately.

You liked how sure he was of himself. That nothing or no one could get in the way of a new friendship again. But with Josie still in the picture, you didn’t think it would be as easy as he was making it seem.

A car drives by, music playing loudly from their speakers. It stopped the conversation, giving you time to think.

A part of you would love to be friends again, and the other part was ready to let go and start fresh. You weren’t the same person you were in high school. You had grown up, lived, and loved a little, and after finally getting to speak everything you’ve held onto—you were ready to close that chapter you had kept open for so long.

Jungkook waved his hand, calling out to you.

“Hmm?”

“What happens now?”

You shrugged, and your mouth twisted to the side. “I don’t know, Kook. How about we just take it one day at a time? And I don’t mean like we talk every day or something, but if we see each other, we’ll be able to say ‘hi.’”

Jungkook nodded. “Baby steps.”

“Right. Baby steps.”

“I can do that.”

JAMAN Dinner. Friday. 6 PM.

You Why, hello, Jimin.

JAMAN Right, hi. Dinner. Friday. 6 PM. Be there.

You You didn’t tell me where.

JAMAN My place.

You Is Jungkook going to be there?

JAMAN No, he’s outta town. Going somewhere with Josie.

You tut. Of course, he hasn’t broken it off with Josie. Why would he? No one changes within a week, right?

You Okay, fine. See you on Friday. Can I bring anything?

JAMAN Just yourself 😘

Friday.

JAMAN Hey, I’m running late from work. But make yourself at home! I’m going to grab some food on the way back, too.

You Am I supposed to break in?

JAMAN Oh, you silly girl. The code is 0613.

You ‘Kay, see you soon.

You couldn’t believe you agreed to come to Jimin’s place for dinner. Meeting up somewhere would’ve been safer if you bumped into Jungkook again. But you two did decide to take baby steps.

Keying in the code, you stepped in, eyes wandering around the house. Surprisingly, it was well-kept. No throw pillow or blanket is out of place. All the coasters were neatly lined up. Even the house plants were flourishing.

You closed the door, then heard a shatter of glass hitting the ground along with a ‘fuck’. You didn’t see any cars outside when you arrived. Maybe Jimin was dropped off.

“Hello? Jimin?”

You walked into the kitchen, peering around the corner, and saw someone’s head bobbing up and down.

“Kook?”

He looked up with doe eyes, and his jaw opened. “Oh—hey.”

“What are you doing here?”

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. “I live here,” he said slowly, sweeping the glass in a dustpan.

“Yes, I know that. But where’s Jimin?”

“Jimin’s at work. He asked me to make dinner.”

You huffed, throwing your head back. “Did you plan this?”

“Plan what?”

“This. Us. Dinner.”

“What? No. I didn’t know you were coming over.”

Your phone buzzed in your back pocket.

JAMAN Oh, hey, friend. I can’t make it to dinner. Guess you’ll just have to eat with Kook. 😘😘

You I’M GONNA BLOCK YOU PARK JIMIN

JAMAN 😘 I love you.

“I’m—just going to go. See you later, Kook,” you said, turning around to leave.

“Where are you going?”

“Home. Bye, Kook.”

“Why don’t you stay? I already made dinner and don’t want it to go to waste.”

You stopped in your tracks. Whatever he made smelled good.

He set down the dustpan and walked over to you. “Come on. It’s just dinner.”

You turned back to him, scanning him from head to toe. Why did he have to look so boyfriend in his all-black outfit and matching baseball hat?

You pointed your chin to the ground, staring at him. “Just dinner.”

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[lloydfrontera]

In my opinion, the reason the reunion scene was skipped was because the author couldn’t figure out a way to write it non-romantically and gave up after a while

honestly. i kinda agree with you nonnie.

it just. the set up to the scene is sooooo romantic. you have lloyd being absolutely devastated at the thought he's not going to see any of his loved ones ever again and that he's been dropped back into his terrible life, to the place he admitted he'd rather die than go back to,,, and then someone knocks at the door and when he opens it this is the sight that greets him:

his best friend, the person he's closest to, the one he's spent years with, the one he promised a peaceful life at his side, the one he wanted to grow old with, the one he sacrificed everything for, the one he effectively gave his life to save, the one he thought he'd never see again, standing at his door, having crossed literal dimensional barriers to get to him, a soft and teary smile on his face as he tells him "i missed you"

like. c'mon.

i'm all for platonic interpretations, i'm aroace, i love me a good best friendship as much as the next guy, but,,,, isn't this,,, like,,, really fucking romantic??? extremely so??? am i??? reading too much into it?? because it feels really, really romantic to me.

and like you say. where do you go from there. what response could lloyd give that doesn't involve throwing himself at javier and clinging to him with all of his strength. what conversation could these two have that doesn't involve them seeing how truly devoted they are to each other. what resolution does their arc together have that isn't them spending the rest of their lives together, at each other's side, like they so dearly wanted to.

but. alas. that wasn't the story bk moon wanted to tell. and that's very much his right. i just think that if he didn't want me to assume there's no in-character and narratively satisfying version of that conversation that doesn't end with them kissing he should've at least tried to give us something. and not completely skipped it lol

but that's just my opinion too :]

[exo-raskreia]

I'm curious now - why / what do you like about Inoue and Renji ?

Well...

I liked Ori from the start. She was cute, bubbly, & pretty with a likable personality & potential to be a cool character, what with her powers & dreams.

I started shipping her with Ishida in the SS arc, as their interactions were cute. They actually had a good bond, he protected her & she ended up trying to protect him in her own way in the Fullbring arc & was concerned for him in TYBW.

Then in the HM arc, I also started shipping her with Ulquiorra, whom she had amazing chemistry with. Unlike everyone else who mostly babied her (& was mostly indifferent like Ichigo 💀), he challenged her, found her fascinating & believed her to be a strong woman. She finally showed some of her mental strength & further potential to do something important to the overall story; she kept saying she wanted to become stronger, right? I was hoping this would finally be it, that we would finally see her become the character she could be (when she had saved Tatsuki, i was like, "Ok, we're getting somewhere. Hope we see more of this." I was waiting for it...)

However, that turned out to not be so. 😮‍💨 It was also in the HM arc where I started to truly find her exasperating as well. This is the arc that should've solidified that IH do NOT work together. Some of her worst moments happened here & the prelude to it. Her rather cringey confession to, & attempted kiss on an unconscious Ichigo, choosing to say goodbye to him (whom she barely knew) instead of her best friend Tatsuki, her lack of backbone against Loly & Menoly & then healing them to top it off (absolute insanity, I could not believe her. Who the hell cares what Grimmjow did to them? Have some respect for yourself, girl!), fearing Ichigo while he fought Grimmjow for Rukia & having little Nel have to push her to snap out of it... and then her worst moment: her breakdown at the dome when she begged an unconscious Ichigo to save her.

My God, this was the first time I found her unbelievably annoying & couldn't believe her. This should've been the moment as the secondary heroine of the series, where she should've stood up in the face of danger. A moment where any female character worth her salt would've shown her resilience. Rukia, even when powerless, had shown us this. Ichigo's sisters showed us as well in the first chapter. (Ppl sure love to compare Ori to Hinata from Naruto, but one of their MAIN differences is that my girl Hinata did what NO ONE ELSE did—not even the main heroine—& threw herself in the face of danger to help Naruto against Pain, despite how much stronger her foe was, confessed to a conscious Naruto, & her sacrifice led Naruto to gain 6 Fox Tails to defeat Pain—and mind u, Naruto subconsciously led the fight away from her 👀. The first person he thought of when he regained consciousness was her & he cried in relief that he didn't harm her nor others. What she did meant a lot to him).

But alas... Ori disappointed me greatly here. I insist, what happened at the dome should've solidified for everyone that IH do NOT work together. Ichigo's Hollow was protecting Ichigo, not anyone else (face-planted Ori & stabbed Ishida who was trying to protect her. He would've killed them had it not been for Ulquiorra). It wasn't an IH moment; anyone who thinks that severely lacks reading comprehension. Ichigo felt sickened by what he did, not feeling like a victor at all (and it wasn't until he talked to Rukia again a bit later that he felt a bit better).

(Imagine if Ori had stood up against Ulquiorra, arms spread out to protect Ichigo, & he stopped before her in shock & might've told her to move but she resisted, then he questioned her & they started talking & she pleaded for him to stop this & Ulquiorra became more curious &— Like, would he have genuinely hurt her, tho? He ended up protecting her from Vasto Lorde Ichigo, whom she feared, while she showed NO fear of Ulquiorra in their farewell scene... )

Honestly, Ori's best moments in this arc, her only good moments, were with Ulquiorra. He should've lived & I stand by it. While I like IshiHime & wish they had ended up together, had Ulquiorra returned, I would've given a solemn salute to Ishida & eagerly boarded the UlquiHime train. Unlike with IshiHime, I actually engage with UH fan content so... 🙃

Unfortunately, Ori only got worse from here. Her ongoing silly crush on Ichigo was even more exasperating; I was hoping she'd have finally gotten over him after the dome (heck, I'd been hoping she'd get over him since the SS arc). She did not do anything amazing here, only regressed, & same in TYBW. Kub0 just didn't seem to care to develop her, despite her potential with her powers & early personality. She will forever be one of the characters with the most wasted potential to me.

Ori was just too pitiful around Ichigo. She was not at her best around him. And Ichigo was certainly not at his best around her. Because of that horrendous ending that only solidified Ori's lack of character development & bad writing, I'm not interested in engaging with her solo content. Only UH & sometimes IshH content 🤷‍♀️. I understand the criticisms towards her character & agree with several, tho some ppl do take it a little too far imo. I also have a post here where I similarly rant about her character a bit. There is also an amazing analysis & theory of her role in the story here & my added opinion.

About Renji (sorry I ranted about Ori, lol), I didn't like him at first, as he was introduced as an unlikable villain who was trying to obstruct Ichigo from saving Rukia. He changed for the better after he got humbled by Ichigo & became a good friend & ally (& also showed support for IR 🫢). So, I like him because of that. I'm not a fan of him & stuff, tho. I dislike RR, tho not as much as IH; it's mostly just "meh" to me.

So yeah, sorry for the long rant. Hope this answers your question!

[icallhimjoey]

hi ! long time follower, first time asking on your page.

just read your italy joe story and i have a super sensual smutty oneshot idea; unfortunately i just don’t have your writing skills.

joe comes back to the flat after a long day of work so you decide to treat him to a massage as it’s your day off. but during the already therapeutic massage, one thing leads to another. you want more & he wants more…

i.... i just... BIG SIGH so, i read this, and... my mind just, it twisted it, but only slightly.... you'll see, im a sucker for massages so thanks for this request babe, hope you enjoy! Wordcount: 1.9K

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Soothing Serenity

Joe's late. You use it as an excuse to be late too, and start dinner when you should've already finished the meal.

Tomatoes. Cucumbers. Lettuce next. Careful fingers, because the knife is sharp, but greedy fingers, because the tomatoes are looking particularly juicy and your stomach's rumbling.

You dump whatever you've cut up into a salad bowl and sneak little bites of everything. It's silly, but you're taking extra care to make it very noticeable that you've cut the vegetables yourself. Bigger clunky pieces and other stupidly small and thin pieces, none of them uniform or even remotely professional looking.

Good.

There was no way Joe could accuse you of buying pre-cut again, which, apparently, "is a waste of money" because "we have knives, babe".

Sure. Whatever you want, Joe. You absolutely could cut produce yourself, and Joe was just going to have to accept that it meant he'd sometimes just have a full mouth of just cucumber and nothing else.

He'll live.

The song playing finishes, and in the couple of seconds of silence it leaves the flat in, you hear keys jingle outside.

Joe's home. Finally.

He mentioned this morning he'd probably be back by late afternoon, but alas, the sun's already setting. It's not late, by any means, but the 3 a.m. call time this morning means his day has been long. You know you're right, because the first thing you hear after the door opens is loud groans and tired sighs as shoes get kicked off and a jacket slings onto its hook.

You refrain from calling out to him. You trust he knows where to find you.

If Joe's had a long day, you know what's going to happen next and you manage to put the knife down just in time.

"Hey," a low voice grumbles into your ear as you get pulled into a tight hug from behind.

His whole body presses into yours, strong arms squeeze you and you nearly can't breathe it's so tight. You feel how his cheek presses into the back of your shoulder in his hug, and Joe stays like that for however long he feels he needs it, until he raises his chin and plants it on top.

"You cooking?" Joe loosens one arm, but it's just to pick a crouton from the open packet on the side.

"S'just a salad,"

And through chews, Joe asks, "Nothing in the oven?"

You grin to yourself, knowing what Joe's asking.

"Nothing in the oven, nothing on the hob,"

There's nothing to burn, nothing that needs a close eye, or a timer, and it's exactly what Joe wants to hear.

"Good,"

His arms move from around your waist to grab onto both of your biceps and he digs his fingers in as he starts moving you, guiding you out and away from the kitchen.

"Joe," you warn, but willingly let yourself be lead over to your bedroom.

"Just a second, come on,"

Joe's hands move down a little, squeeze again. Down a little more, to squeeze just above your elbows. Joe's touching just to touch. To feel.

"Someone's touch starved, aren't they?" you muffle a giggle when you feel Joe's hands let go of you, just to sneak under your top, rounding from your back to your front.

Joe's not laughing. He just wants to rub the top ridge of his cupid's bow across the skin on the base of your neck.

"You skin hungry?"

You don't get an answer, but you don't need it. Two hands grab onto the hem of your top and pull it over your head before you receive a slight push. It means, go lay down.

So you turn and want to let yourself fall back, but before you can, Joe tuts and shakes his head at you, chin tilted down.

"On your front,"

Oh, it's one of those days.

You know how Joe's hands get itchy, will start to twitch at the sight of your bare skin, especially when he's tired. When he feels he's not seen you for a bit. Sometimes that would be a few days - normal people timing, because it wasn't weird to miss someone after not seeing them for a few days. But sometimes, you had to quickly run an errand and Joe would curl in on himself in agony, he'd miss you so much.

Today falls sort of in between.

Joe had done a lot of waiting today, standing around for people to tell him where to be and when to do his little trick when cameras were finally aimed at him. But they were filming outside, and the clouds and the sun kept doing their own thing which didn't work for continuity.

So Joe waited a lot. Got to think of the things he'd rather be doing a lot.

It's made you end up where you currently are. Under his touch, in just your bra and a pair of soft shorts, on your stomach on the bed with Joe straddling your thighs.

"You been working hard?" Joe asks, runs hands over your back until his fingers meet the fabric of your bra. He's quick to undo it, pushes the straps the side as you sigh into the duvet.

"So hard,"

You haven't. Not really. But Joe likes to be caring, it feeds something inside him it took you a while to understand when you first started dating.

Surely, when someone comes home from a long day at work, they should be the one to get doted on. But it didn't work like that with Joe.

"Hmh," Joe hums, stroking skin with his finger tips, feather light. Across your shoulders, down the back of your arms until his fingers tickle the insides of your palms.

You close your fists, trap his fingers for a second. It says, I love you, take what you need of me. You can't see it, but it makes Joe smile.

He moves back up your arms, across your shoulders, down your back, and starts adding more pressure. Really get his muscles to work into yours and you don't know what you've done in your life to deserve a boyfriend that unwinds by giving his girlfriend massages.

It's not like you haven't tried to switch roles. To have him on his stomach on the bed with you sat on his bum, but, Joe would just end up massaging your straddling legs. Would put his hands to work no matter what.

When two hands start honing in on your neck, moving hair out of the way to push knuckles into soft flesh, Joe audibly sighs.

Asks, "Do you mind oil in your hair?" because one time you said you did mind because you'd just washed it, so he wants to make sure.

"Go for it," you hum into the sheets and you can't help the groan that escapes you when fingers curl into the hair by the nape of your neck and softly pull.

With one hand full of hair, Joe uses the other elbow to push into the muscle that connects your arm to your shoulder, and Jesus... this is the good shit.

It's good.

It's really fucking good.

"Joe,"

It's not a warning, but both your hands move to find his knees. Joe shifts, adjusts slightly and switches arms, the other twisting into your hair to pull and your other shoulder getting worked by an elbow.

There's no sensual music playing, and the ceiling light's on, but still, the mood's serene. Joe's touches soothing and deeply relaxing.

You swear Joe knows exactly what he's doing.

He doesn't though. He's no professional. Just knows what gets the best sounds out of you. Just knows that he wants to feel all of you. To make you feel good. To make himself feel better.

Joe massages, takes his time and kneads your soft tissues real good. And then sometimes, he uses just his finger tips to trail, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Your body flipflops between building arousal and nearly falling asleep.

It's heavenly.

When Joe shimmies down and rolls down the top of your shorts, you manage to croak, "Joe, we've not eaten yet,"

"Just..." Joe breathes. "Just another minute," and he sounds wrecked.

When you don't argue him on his desperate need for one more minute, he tugs until the shorts are down far enough to expose your full glutes.

Or round ass.

Whatever. Same thing.

Joe uses both hands on both cheeks, squeezes and rubs, and then focuses on one at a time. Rubs upwards with full hands. Then just two thumbs that push in before he decides to use his elbows there too.

When you moan, Joe groans, and it's deep and gutteral.

He's got to be hard.

It takes longer than a minute, because of course it does, and he ends up just leaving his hands on your buttcheeks, fingers spread out wide. You can hear how deep he's breathing.

Just when you think, okay, we can absolutely let this graduate and take it there because you can feel how wet you're getting, Joe's hands move up to your lower back and then he squeezes you at your waist. You're ticklish, usually, but you're too relaxed to let it affect you now. Makes you smile though.

"Okay," Joe says softly, and you feel how he bends down. Places a small kiss between your shoulder blades.

You're a renewed person. Rejuvenated.

"I'm done,"

He's done?

You sigh, blissfully content and don't move. Just say, "No, you're not," and strain your neck to look over your shoulder.

Joe's still bend down, close, and presses a kiss behind your ear. Then at the corner of your jaw.

"You were making a salad," he whispers, but doesn't move.

"You're hard," you argue, even though you haven't felt it yet. You know he is, and you know Joe wouldn't want to suffer through dinner with an untouched erection. He'd do it. Wouldn't want it, though.

"Cutting up your own veggies," Joe says it like he's dirty talking, smooth and sensual, like he's trying to get you all riled up for him. Like you're not there already.

"Take your jeans off," you start to turn under Joe's bodyweight, and it's difficult, but Joe rises a little, gives enough space below his legs.

"Not pre-cut this time," he coos, and you can tell he's holding back laughter.

"Joe," your hands find the button of his jeans, and Joe laughs, falling off of you onto his back and you take the opportunity to get rid of your bra and to climb up onto your boyfriend.

"Got all your touching out?" you ask, working Joe's jeans down and biting down on your lower lip when you see how right you were. Joe's hard hard. Almost uncomfortably so.

"Hmh... I think I've got some touches left," Joe stares up at you, almost drunk with love and smooths hands from your thighs up to cover your tits. Squeezes there. Massages.

"Good," you quip, slipping your panties to the side because it's just easier that way. Gets you connected to Joe quicker.

You're grinning so widely, it infects Joe. Makes him copy it.

"Good," he agrees and moves up to kiss you on the mouth. Gets you there just before a shuddery breath wants to escape as you sink onto him.

"Good," Joe repeats, voice low and slightly constricted.

Joe loves that what he needs of you leads into you taking what you need from him. You're not complaining when Joe uses the warmth of your skin to get his fix. And he's not complaining when you take the lead and use it to chase his orgasm.

It's good. It's relaxing and serene and tenderly healing.

It's good.

Good.

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[cassandraevans]

Some other grievances I've had with the 911 show. I just wanna get these out and be done with it. I wanna just sit back and love the characters without caring about the writer's choices but alas. Hopefully this will be all of my rants about this show and I'll be able to post only what I love about it from here on.

I know I've been very critical of Eddie so far and angrily so. But as much as I'm criticising him for being a very bad and careless romantic partner, i really really hope that when it comes time for him to get together with Buck, he will have learned from all his mistakes and matured and learned about his shortcomings and where they stem from and I hope he'd have worked on himself enough to not put Buck through any of the bullshit he put every one of his romantic partners through. Buck doesn't deserve that.

While I absolutely love Buck, I also have a problem with how he just kissed Lucy while being in a relationship with Taylor where everything was finally looking good, I knew from the moment Lucy was introduced and the way Buck looked at her, and the writers make him cheat on Taylor and ask her to move in as a way to deflect from that. Yes he tells her later, yes she forgives him and I was hoping they would last a little longer but no, the writers just kept her around long enough to make her do something bad to break them up, so then it wouldn't be his fault.

It's like the writers don't think cheating is that bad at all, you cheat? No worries, all forgiven, your partners love you too much to leave you over that. The question is, do the ones that cheat love their partners the same? Because when Hen cheated on Karen I was so pissed, like the lady did not deserve that, I'm glad they didn't break apart over it but still it was not a simple mistake. And then Buck cheated on Taylor and then the writers made her use a private conversation for a news story and stab Buck in the back. Like if they were going to break them up they should've done so when he cheated or let them remain together, I hate it that the writers made Taylor forgive Buck for CHEATING but Buck breaks with her over the first mistake she made in the relationship, I'm not defending Taylor's choices and I was angry at her for it, she could've gotten Buck in so much trouble which he didn't deserve but I hate it that she made one wrong choice and the relationship is over while Buck cheated and he was fine. I hate the writers for trying to dismiss cheating as no big deal.

I was also mad at Hen being all pissy when Karen was grieving the loss of her embryos and Hen had to feed Denny, and do some other things around the house that Karen usually does, I get it, Hen comes home late from her draining shift and it hurts to see that nothing's done but the that's the least you can do for your wife, not to mention one who left her opportunity to become an astronaut to raise a child with you as a family, when she's grieving the loss of your potential children, but Hen keeps complaining and gets mad at Karen for grieving instead of performing her motherly duties, like I feel like the writers of this show have a problem with women taking some time to themselves, whether it be to grieve, or go take care of your dying mother and then grieve, or having postpartum depression, the women are the villain for wanting, no, needing a break, mostly because of things they had no control over, if they deviate from their motherly/spousal duties because of any tragedy, they're not the victim but their partners are, [(I know chim tried his best and didn't deserve to suffer, but neither did Maddie. Chim's storyline after Maddie left literally made me bawl and I'm so glad they're back together, they need each other, I wish they never broke up) so I'm mostly talking about Eddie and Hen here.]

The writers just had to make it all about Hen, when Karen was grieving and staying in bed, all Hen did was complain about HAVING to do the things Karen usually does, Hen looked at it all like an inconvenience. The writers then made Hen accidentally kill that cello girl and justifiably Hen was wrecked with guilt and fear and didn't know how to handle it, can't blame Hen at all for the way she took it but I can blame the writers. Karen put aside all her heartbreak abd grief from her lost embryos and stood by Hen throughout, and I love her for it, Hen deserved Karen to be by her side at such a time, but just before that incident when Karen needed Hen to stand by her and support her emotionally, all Hen did was be impatient and basically tell Karen to wrap it up. The writers made a new emergency tragedy to make it about Hen and tossed aside Karen's grief and made her never talk about it again like it never happened. I hate the writers for that.

Again as a note, these are my opinions about the show, you're free to have your own opinions. I'm just trying to vent out my frustrations with the show on my blog. Don't come at me with your angry anonymous asks and justifications because at the end of the day it's a fictional show. I haven't spoken about what I love on this show yet that doesn't mean i hate it, I'm frustrated by some of the characters' choices because I love them. Viewers will have vastly different opinions about it, to each their own.

Do recommend similar shows to watch while we all wait for new episodes. Lone star is on my watchlist next.

[cabe0512]

I don't know why but I'm so obsessed recently with writing a fanfiction adaptation of Castlevania: Curse of Darkness and I feel like I want to give it a shot.

My vision is that it combines the story/characters from both the game and the tie-in manga (add in a bit of lore from Judgment in there) while being an unofficial follow-up to N!Castlevania, tying up all loose ends and character arcs from Season 4 and retconning Nocturne from existence (more on that later!).

Don't get me wrong, I liked the first two seasons of the original show but it all went downhill for the third season all the way to Nocturne (the latter which, as a hardcore fan of the series, left an awful taste in my mouth). My general perspective of the show also turned very sour as soon as I played the games and took a deeper look into its lore.

Outlining the story, it's going to include Hector as the main protagonist with a much deeper focus on his relationship with Rosalie, whom I reimagined as the twin sister of the witch Julia Laforeze.

Since Hector has become my favorite character in the game, it saddened me just how much he's been treated in the show, both within the storyline and outside of it (looking at you, Ellis!). So I wanted to give him a little bit of justice and redemption for this one.

Carrying on from Season 4, this would give me the opportunity to start his character arc from scratch and gradually transform from the person we ended the N! show with into the badass that headlined the original PS2 game.

Some characters who appeared in the game - like Trevor Belmont, Isaac, Saint Germain - won't be included due to how vastly different they've become compared to their game counterparts (for better or for worse).

Instead, their roles within the story are being filled in with new characters, mostly those that were left out from the games but should've been included in the original show to begin with (cough Grant cough).

Another aspect that I want to include in this story is more emphasis on the magical (albeit somewhat Lovecraftian-esque) side of this universe, which I wanted to explore through Julia and Rosalie as well as Hector's evolution as a Forgemaster.

I feel like making Castlevania too grounded ALA Game of Thrones came at the expense of the gothic/fantasy aesthetic the games were known for. The Infinite Corridor is only a gist of that, but it even felt underwhelming for how little it was utilized at all.

On the topic of loose ends, I feel like the show left so many more questions than answers when it ended. There were two characters whose ultimate fates are left in the wind, a plot hole which I found too egregious to ignore, combined with an ending so convoluted it nearly ruins the purpose of the games that follow it down the timeline.

In the process of fixing those issues while taking reference from the original games' lore for solutions, I ended up making an alternate timeline separate from the Netflix canon. This occurred when, in planning the finale of the story, I would have to address the consequences that the actions of the characters bring to the overall timeline.

Due to this, the timeline would remain relatively unchanged from the games' canon minus a few changes (such as Dracula's appearances, though his presence is more prominent). As a bonus, this would also mean completely ignoring/retconning the events of Nocturne (Rondo of Blood still happens albeit very differently, as that's a story I want to write about next).

All in all, I'm currently writing the first chapter now, sharing a few snippets at a time whilst doing so. I appreciate your time in reading this post.

[marshmallowprotection]

Hello, its me again telling the story of my beef with Cheritz for how they completely shoved Saeyoung's trauma under the rug.

It still feel angry and resentful that even in his own timeline his trauma and his mental condition was not addressed at. all.

Many of his decisions were not healthy for neither himself nor Saeran but it was bcs he didn't know any better. He knew he had to make a difficult decision and he did it.

As his mc we weren't allowed to do anything for him even when we could see how he clearly didn't care for himself.

Seeing Saeyoung doing everything alone all throughout Saeran's recovery was really hard for me. Perhaps because I relate to him so much, I could feel what he must've been going through. Always on an edge trying to make the correct decision so that nothing falls apart. Seeing Saeran in such a way must've been so unbearably hard for him but he had to stay strong for the both of them ignoring all the feelings of guilt, shame, anger, self loathing and so much more filling him to the brim. Making sure that Saeran is safe no matter what. Also completely ignoring his own health in the process.

Saeyoung should've had an arc dedicated to him at least starting to unlearn his trauma. I know it would've taken time but I didn't mind, they already addressed everyone else's trauma. They could've definitely gone another mile for him and involved mc too.

This is just something I always struggle with as a Saeyoung MC. Whenever I play any route or after ending or backstory or literally anything in the game. Nowhere is Saeyoung's trauma addressed and validated. It's implied but never addressed. Rather treated as a noble sacrifice on his part. Pain that he would happily take on for Saeran's wellbeing because he is just so selfless. But that is so wrong, there is so much guilt and trauma behind it and it feeds into his extreme paranoia making him unable to see that he is not only holding himself back from healing but Saeran as well.

I felt so useless throughout the whole sequence. I just wanted to be there for him in any way, be it bringing them something to eat or just sharing a simple phonecall with Saeyoung asking him how things are going, to let him talk about his feelings. But we were just made just spectators unable to do anything but see them.

I'm sorry for dumping this onto you, I saw your post about Saeyoung's parentification and had so many thoughts I wanted to share. I knew Saeyoung had deep rooted trauma that made him completely disregard himself and his needs but didn't have a word for it. You explained it perfectly. And I appreciate you for that. These aspects of him are hardly ever talked about so I was really happy you did.

So even if you might disagree with me on this, but I believe Saeyoung deserved to have an arc to unpack his trauma. Alas it's not possible anymore.

Thank you again Kait 🫶

I'm not a Saeyoung MC by any means, but that doesn't mean that I don't love him and want better for him. I love him like a brother and I have a hard time seeing him suffer over and over again when he has the ability to reach out and ask for help in his route and subsequent after ending.

I get why he does what he does, and I've had the time to understand him as a person to know why he made a lot of... well, reckless choices in the name of doing the right thing. He knows that sometimes, there is only one option, and it's taking the road that's just a little less worse in comparison to the other road you could take. That's just the way it works sometimes, and there isn't another way around it. But, in most situations where Saeyoung is suffering—

He could've gotten all the help in the world if he asked for it. He has trust issues and he's fraught with paranoia, but the RFA will not give up on him no matter what. If he asks for help, he'll get it. That's been proven countless times. But, it's his trauma that makes him deny the help every time. He doesn't want to help himself. He wants to help his baby brother. That's his reason for living.

But, he doesn't need to be selfless to the point where he suffers, and I wish—I wish so often—that Saeyoung could've been allowed to have a lot more agency over his trauma, as well as the ability to talk about it and confront it. He deserves love and to be helped the way he helps his family. He shouldn't deny it. He shouldn't run away from it. That's a huge narrative arc of his route and we all know it.

The Secret Ending could've done well to have added that to his MC. Something, anything, just a snapshot of MC trying to help him and him taking that help. Even if that help was as small as bringing him dinner to share with Saeran. It makes sense why he would be wary of MC being around Saeran or Saeran being around MC just on the off chance that it would be traumatic, I get his reasoning there and I'm sure many Saeyoung MCs don't blame him for that.

But, MC needed the ability to do something. That is probably one of my only pieces of blunt criticism when it comes to that. Saeyoung is someone who just promised to be honest, open, and clear with you about his feelings and identity. I'm not saying he shouldn't regress or struggle, because God knows he would fall into old habits, but where in the hell is the scene where Saeyoung has a goddamn meltdown in MC's arms because he is so tired of being strong?!

Something! Anything!

For the love of God, allow Saeyoung the opportunity to heal from his trauma in a healthy way, and grant him the chance to be vulnerable with the person he loves more than anything because that's what the Saeyoung MCs want! Saeyoung, you've been fighting long enough. I think it's time to rest. You don't need to be the only one who carries a burden on his back. Let's carry this fear, together.

[bluesky-z]

some of my opinions about Graduation Day (spoilers, obviously)

I was going to post this earlier but alas I forgot

It was meh.

Art style.

It never grew on me. It felt like a colored manga. A very strangely colored manga. I list this as the first thing because style is very different depending on the person. I just didn't like that art.

The characters.

Jaime didn't really feel like Jaime.

When you put stress on someone, they do act different, but we have seen how Jaime reacts to stress in the original comic. He doesn't isolate himself. He reaches out to his father, his friends. Or they reach out to him. That's what's so different about Jaime's story- he doesn't have to go through this alone. But this time they shut him out, they don't listen to him, they toss him into another city. Paco and Brenda weren't his friends, they were side characters. We hardly see Bianca and Alberto and Milagro.

And are you going to sit there and tell me that after Jaime missing for a year in the past, his family immediately after graduation dump him on his aunts?

Bianca would have never done that. Alberto would've never done that. I guess Milagro would be happy because she gets his room now but that's beside the point.

The few characters that were introduced weren't dynamic at all. They were sloppily written. Fadeaway is a jerk. The two new scarabs are two-dimensional. They all had so much potential, but it was flushed like crap. Victoria and Ted were probably the best written, but they aren't the focus of the story.

The storyline.

There are so many things you could do to simplify it, or some parts you could take out. The one that bothers me the most is the sudden change that Dynastes has to trust Jaime. The story structure needs her to trust Jaime, but it was very fast. One second she's trying to kill him the next she's protecting him.

(What I'm trying to say, is the writer in me is screaming that when Jaime sacrificed himself for Dynastes should've been her turing point.)

Also, who is Jaime going to face in the next run? The Reach again? What's going to make it different this time?

The origin of Jaime is very jumbled. Are we sticking to the original comic? Rebirth? Batman the Brave and the Bold? Young Justice? Some strange combination of all of them? Ted is alive, so how does that fit into Jaime's origin? It was a strange place to take off at.

The dialogue.

The dialogue in here was horrible.

The amount of unfunny jokes and strange one-liners, like the green beetle calling herself a goth girl, is something that should not be officially published. I guarantee no goth girl has called herself a goth girl like this.

The Horizon.

I had really high expectations for the Horizon. They were something I never really thought about, something that could so easily be tied into all other Blue Beetle stories. They were the original enemies of the Reach, the people that stood up to them long before anyone else did.

They're a bunch of scared piss-ons?

I guess I already had a clear image of what I wanted them to be. I was expecting warrior scarbs, and I got an old Reach dude. Where are the other scarabs? Why are you so scared of the Reach, but not have a protector on board?

Few things I liked:

• COVER ART

• the horizon.

• character designs

• potential of more scarabs

• time management

I feel like the writers only skimmed the original. Or maybe read it once a long time ago. Also the random fan service didn't fit? Didn't come here to see Jaime extremely caked up.

It was short, so they couldn't do much of anything. But it should've been a solid six issues.

(Kinda thinking about rewriting it, like making a fanfiction?? That's how much all of these are bothering me.)

Thanks for reading all the way down to here. I give you these gifts.

[savage-rhi]

Part 5 of ada meeting Leon’s daughter I just wanted to also thank you for how grateful I’m am of you for writing this story❤️👍 keep up the good work

Thank you so much for reading these and for the compliments hon! Enjoy the next bit!

Here’s the link to the others 1, 2, 3 , 4

"I wish you would've called me first," Leon sighed. His arms remained crossed while his gaze lingered on the stairs, having told his daughter moments ago to go to her room. He furrowed his brows, feeling some regret with his actions.

"I know I should've been forward about pulling her out of school for the day," Ada shook her head and approached Leon. She laid a hand upon his shoulder, giving a squeeze. It was enough to pull his attention away.

"I was in town and I thought Jade could use a break given everything going on. I didn't know I was supposed to notify the front office about picking her up from school. The fault in this case lies with me, not her. She wasn't skipping class on a whim."

Leon pinched the bridge of his nose as he felt Ada's hand retreat away. He closed his eyes and nodded. Rationally, he knew the situation wasn't Ada's fault either, but as a parent, Leon could still feel the tide of fear sinking in the pit of his stomach.

"I was scared out of my mind," Leon murmured. He leaned his back and head against the wall and swallowed. "When I got the call she was missing, and couldn't get a hold of you, I--"

"I understand," Ada interrupted gently. She did feel a twinge of guilt for lying to Leon about Jade skipping out of class, but she was committed to the part for the latter's sake. A promise was a promise after all.

"If there's anyway I can make amends, let me know."

Leon furrowed his brows, and looked toward his feet. "No, you really don't understand."

"Leon--"

"Ada," There was a firmness to his tone that Ada had only experienced a handful of times when they used to be in a relationship. It was enough to make Ada take a step back.

"Losing Kiera hasn't been easy for me. Even with how unhappy our relationship was and the divorce, I still loved her. If I were to lose my kid, especially while her mother's killer is out there, I don't know what I'd do. I know I seem like an overbearing dad, but--she's all I have left. Please don't leave me in the dark again with Jade. That's all I ask of you."

The pain in his words sent goosebumps down Ada's arms. Even if she had all the excuses in the world, there was no way she could've protested him. Not with how raw his emotions were in this moment. All she could do was nod in agreement.

"I won't overstep again," Ada said. She crossed her arms, gesturing with her chin toward the stairs. "You might want to talk with her. Let her know where you were coming from."

"I plan on it," Leon sighed while rubbing the back of his head. "I think she needs time to cool off though."

"I can tell you're beating yourself up."

"I'm that obvious?" Leon said with an amused huff. He shook his head. "I was a real asshole. I shouldn't have yelled at her like that."

"It's as you said," Ada shrugged. "You're protective of her. I wouldn't expect anything less from a father who loves his kid very much."

Ada was surprised to see the sincere smile that danced across Leon's lips. She watched him move away from the wall, and traveled into the kitchen. Raising a brow, she followed behind.

Leon began to comb through the fridge, looking for something to eat. Alas he sighed, deciding to give up on the chase. He turned his head in Ada's direction.

"About making amends," He mused, walking up to the kitchen counter and grabbing his keys. "Let's go out for dinner. We can bring something back for Jade."

Ada's eyes widened before she went neutral, giving a shake with her head. "I don't know if that's a good idea. What if Jade tries to sneak out?"

"C'mon," Leon gestured with his head to the door. "I need to get out of here, and I know you do too. There's a place not far from here, has the best take out."

"The best?" Ada raised a brow in suspicion, her voice playful.

"Would I lie to you?" Leon laughed.

Ada sighed, beside herself for a moment. She thought about her earlier conversation with Jade in the park. How the young teenager felt about seeing her dad and another woman together. Conflict stirred within Ada. She didn't want to get too deep. Not with everything going on. She couldn't allow herself to. Nevertheless, she was hungry and Leon's offer was starting to sound more appeasing with each passing second.

"No funny business," Ada forewarned.

Leon shot his hands up in surrender, the keys jangled in his right hand from the motion. "Cross my heart. I promise it'll be quick. Besides, I'm curious about what you uncovered today from Kiera's case files."

Ada furrowed her brows, recalling the research she had done earlier that morning. Though she hadn't found all the connections to Kiera's killer, there was other personal affairs that Kiera had done that had come fourth through Ada's digging.

"You might need to sit down for it."

"That bad, huh?"

Ada was surprised at how Leon was nonchalant. As if he couldn't be bothered. She wondered if he was already aware of most of it. He went to the door, and opened it up. Gesturing with his right hand.

"After you."

Ada smiled, and shook her head at him. Going through the door and walking to Leon's car, Ada couldn't help but feel uneasy. Not because of Leon, but what she was getting herself involved with further. Especially when it came to the sins of a dead woman.

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EggPregtober Fic 5 Discussion

Gosh this took me way too long to write. First, I'd like to come out and say that the wait started with a bit of writers block. All the way back in 2023 I had planned these fics, I had not written them out. One of my first mistakes.

Second, I started taking T gel since I had gained an allergy to my T injection. Which should've been fine, but for whatever reason the effects of T gel are way less potent for me. What happened after that has been a months long fallout of periodic bouts of depression and period symptoms without an actual period. It sucked and I never want to use T gel again. That's not to say T gel is bad. My body happens to be fucked up and not process things the way it should (yay MTHFR gene mutation)

Right now I'm back on a T Injection that works for me and bringing back my favorite effects: Increased libido and NO PERIOD!

Back to the discussion of Eggpregtober 5,

I went through a lot of iterations with this one. It was originally going to be an alien abduction story with the main character ballpregged and having to cum into others feel relief.

That clearly didn't work out...

Then it became a guy wanting bigger dick and finding a miracle treatment that'd surely have no lasting consequences.

That one I'm gonna keep in the back pocket for another eggpregtober.

Then it became looking for other angles. Why does he come to this doctor? How would no one notice whats going on with his balls? How does he not freak out? etc etc.

I'm ashamed to say I really wanted this one to not have any fantasy elements and that was my biggest hang up. Its a bit annoying how much my writing thrives in fantasy and I wanted to make this one sci fi or modern day, but alas. I gave in to what I write best and flourished for it.

[-true-happiness-]

2nd week of June over :] day late but thats ok

So the second week of June has ended! Honestly this month has been mostly chill! Enjoying it so far and I don't have a lot on my mind really. Just the usual stuff and I think that is ok, I was thinking about how i should've did this on the 14th but alas I forgot for some reason.

I am planning a trip to GA on the 26th and it'll be my first time on a plane! Technically 2nd or 3rd cause I got on one as a baby but I do not recall it at all so I guess my first time as an adult :p. Honestly less anxious about it than I thought I would be but still anxious. I guess if I die then the sign will be no July post so anyone who stumbles across this... Hi :))))). Hope you are well lolol.

Something that I have been thinking bout lately is time, how this moment rn is happening but it is gone immediately after. The further we get from one point the less real that moment seems? Like I think at some point this will all be but a thought and I guess that gives me solace in a way to overcome the present. That's my lil take on time and what not - I haven't been feeling bad lately so that has been good. Nice to reflect on things outside of my mental state.

The summer has had really nice weather so far! Wish I could get out more and do more things but alas. Maybe by the 21st I will have a story to tell bout how I did something but we will seeeeee. Til then.

s( ￣∇￣)/

[weisserose-comic]

Welcome to the home of Weisse Rose (Main Post)

Hello there!

Over here, you can find a little more about the comic, the writer/artist and some other important info. If you have any other questions, feel free to ask, but I do hold the right not to answer (mostly if you are rude, be nice, c'mon)

✨About the Comic✨

Weisse Rose is a punk (industrial? metal? goth? ???) band formed by five friends, all around 25-30 something years old, still trying to figure out what they want in their lives and how to navigate the world - meanwhile politics is getting increasingly far-right leaning, with extremist groups spitting more and more dangerous hatred and life just becoming even harder because of that.

They'll do everything they can to go against this movement and fight censorship through their music and performances, as well as just trying to make a living and find their own place in this ever changing world.

Turns out, love is really the best weapon against hatred - but how can they figure that out if they don't really know what "love" is like?

(or a bunch of punks punching nazi-fascists with a plot)

✨The Author/Artist✨

I go mostly by Polaris, but you can call me Ka as well!

I wanted to draw a comic for quite a while, I absolutely adore live and breathe music, I always wanted to play in a goth/punk band (alas can't find the music nerd punks near me) and day by day I feel like I can speak less and less about the increasing far-right, censorship, purity politics and etc. that is taking over my country.

Mix it all together, I created Weisse Rose. It's literally my way of coping with so many things that have been happening in my personal life for the past 5 years and a way of ~resisting~ against everything I listed above.

Not the greatest Act of Resistance, but still. I needed to get some things off my chest and, since I'm band-less, I created one in story format to ✨cope✨

✨Who Is This For?✨

Weisse Rose is definitely 18+. I won't self-censor because it would definitely defeat the purpose of all of it.

So, some disclaimers:

All characters ARE flawed - and all of them have what I call a "hellish sin". I don't endorse dangerous/toxic behaviors at all, but they are people at the end of the day. They are human. And humans are broken :)

There will be sex, 'cause you know, people have sex. They'll talk about sex. They'll talk about kinks, taboo, sexuality, orientation, the whole thing. Not anything too explicit though, I suck at ~sexy drawings~

There will be drinking and smoking. Again, don't endorse it, but they are human. Some of them do, some of them don't, and it's ok

There will be controversial topics and some food for thought regarding morals, censorship, how far can things go and challenging one's own set of beliefs. You'll probably be invited to think about your own belief system too, so don't be scared (and again, no need to be a jerk about it)

Always remember: shit can and will hit the fan hahahaha

Oh, and there will be cursing too. But I think you already figured that one out

Most characters have their own trauma and will have to work through it. Again, sensitive topics will arise

As you should've noticed by now, this is an anti-nazi, anti-fascist, anti-far-right, anti-extremist, anti-racist, anti-bigots, anti-TERFs, anti-censorship, anti-all shitty people who think they can bully others into being shitty like they are and then calling you something criminal/slurs because you don't agree with them. If you find yourself offended/called out by this, you're probably one of them and this is definitely not your place. Move along, move along

If you don't like something presented on the comic, if you disagree with anything, if you think I'm a horrible person doing a disservice to humanity because my writing doesn't hold up to your moral values/what you think is the right/responsible way of tackling any of the topics that may arise during the comic, remember: you don't have to drink every cup of tea that is in front of you. You can always close this tab and never read this again, because it definitely is not for you - and that is ok! What is NOT ok is harassing, offending, arguing, canceling and bullying a random person on the internet just because they don't agree with your opinions/morals/values

Like I said before, I hold the right not to answer to rude comments/asks and harassment

I just ask a LOT of media literacy of everyone who reads this and a LOT of interpretation from your part. Don't take everything at face value and don't take things too seriously. I think that's the best advice I have to give you!

If you and I agree with these set of "rules" and disclaimers, be welcome! I hope you enjoy this little passion project of mine and I thank you for spending some of your time here!

Have fun and see you around!

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Question, why're you so hateful towards any and all things that has happened with persona games post p5?

What is the problem with p3reload? I literally cannot find any problems well apart from the well worn down complaints of the lack of femc and answer.

If this is about the Ken post, I think it's fair I'm a bit miffed that (SEA) Atlus posted that. TT0TT Otherwise, I'm going to be assuming this is just a reaction of seeing my other posts. XD

Now....hateful? P5.....most likely, I mean I went from loving it to....well... I felt betrayed (I've gone into my issues with P5 time and time again on this blog tbh TT0TT If you want more specifics I'll can go into it again but not atm for this post to save time ;w;). All in all P5 broke my sanity, I used to be very excited for it, but it turned sour when I actually saw how.....much it sucked.

P3 is salt. I'm pissy. I'm just angry at the choices made. It's something I love that's just.....it just has so many issues tied to it now (I do like some stuff, I do like the new singers voice BUT I hope they allow us to play OG tracks, but that goes for any remaster/remake). This broke me into going villain era ("you aren't making those posts anymore silly" I know I have other stuff outside the internet sadly ;w; orz if I wasn't wiped every day I would be showing my distain on every Atlus post but alas I can't I must pick and choose my battles and if it means bitching on here I'll at least take that orz)

Tbf to P5, I love Kamo's arc. I'll always stand by that. After that it gets complicated.

Spinoffs in general I really just don't like the......non direction the P5 spinoffs have had compared to P4. Arena/Q1/Ultimax were like a mini narrative. P4D was a send off. P5's are....aimless. But that's not hateful, that's just frustration with the direction. (I'm thinking it's cause the team got restructured so.....random events go I guess it's whatever). Like as burned out of P4 as people were for the P4 spinoffs (a bit unfair since 3/4ths were also P3 spinoffs TT0TT), they had some great writing highlights in the franchise and were released in a very natural way. (and the hype of announcing 3 games alongside P5's teaser? Oh god that was fun!)

P3/5D I'm.....very upset with how Atlus handled it. It's price gouging (wanting $60 for each game SEPARATELY), lacking content compared to the previous game P4D (less story and less songs, again P3/5D are counted as two separate games), and horrible timing. The latter is that....P3 didn't have a modern console for people to play on. Atlus screwed P3D over. They should've used this opportunity to funnel the new P5 fanbase into the older games, but instead of focusing on porting P3/P4 over ASAP within that year (which would come to hurt the next game), they pushed for P3/5D instead and didn't give it a fighting chance. Now P5D is screwed in a way that....P5D didn't have the best song selection, like P3/4 could pull from MULTIPLE games and animes, P5 only had P5 and an anime airing. P5D should've happened later, maybe as a send off like with P4. TT0TT (I think timing for P3/5D right now would've been great, considering it feels like we're ending the P5 era and P3R is coming out. I'm hoping they port P3/5D or give us a sequel/remake now would be the BEST time).

PQ2 I'm upset because the lore and how things work are fundamentally fucked over (only a minority may care or notice but it's there TT0TT), like it literally was "P5 broke me 2, electric boogaloo". And I hate how P5 focus it is....esp when I don't think they do much with the story that's meaningful. Love it has FeMC in it (one of the best highlights), love that Yosuke/Teddie are finally written closer to their original game counter parts (outside P4D). Sad that it feels like they game constantly licks P5's boot for some reason (it feels very one sided compared to the equal praise P3/4 did in it's era). I don't mind Hikari but I'm kinda......eh on the PQ2 story as a whole. Was excited to see Climax Theater again only for it to be....eh. The worlds felt eh compared to PQ1. It just felt like an all around downgrade in story compared to PQ1 (it def has better characterization, tho I want to attribute some of PQ1's flanderization to the translators, also to PQ1's benefit.....flanderizing was to help give all the cast members screen time, which PQ2 doesn't do well). I hate that FeMC and P3MC barely interact even tho that was a big freaking advertising point. TT0TT The cast is too bloated, I like to say PQ2 would be better without P5 (it would), but really we need to cut a team. If they wanna keep the FeMC/P3MC plot line then we gotta cut either P4 or P5 (if we gotta change some story/setting I'm fine with that too). Hell, I'm fine with a PQ2 game with just P4/5 and no P3. But the game is just too bloated atm. TT0TT Also Atlus screwed this one too, 1) by not having P3/4 ports available yet, but also 2) putting it on a dead console. orz they really had no fighting chances.

P5R it's.....unnecessary tbh. I like the 3rd semester, but Sumi/Maruki would've been better suited for a spinoff game. One were we could just focus on them and not have to slog through a game that barely anything changed. Also really? 3 years? And we need an updated release? AND IT'S NOT DLC??? Fuck, at least FES The Answer you had an option to get the updated version or buy the Answer itself at a lower price (basically the PS2 ver of DLC). And at least the portable ports of P1-4 were on a different console. P5R is doing this ON THE SAME DAMN CONSOLE. It's BS. Feels like a cash grab like P3/5D were. (I probs prefer vanilla more than Royal tbh, even tho I love Sumi and like Maruki).

P5S......I just....thought it was bad. Felt hollow, like not enough social stuff and too much focused only on gameplay (aka not enough balance, if you ignore the gameplay you're left with.....not a lot). There's issues with characterizations at time (not that P5 was consistent to begin with but still). Like P5 I'm fine with the premise of the story, I hate the execution. While playing I was like "Wow this game doesn't understand P5....I feel sorry for P5!" I was appalled at how they handled some of the villains. Gameplay is fine, just wish there was more to do outside the gameplay. Annoying P5R couldn't be more involved in this (timing is just all over the place with these games wtf atlus??? TT0TT), it lacking P5R isn't a break it for me I just find it to be VERY odd. Esp since they released it after P5R???? At organize it like you did with Arena and P4G, it'd be less strange. TT0TT

P5 anime fucked up Kamo's dungeon didn't want to touch it after that. I don't think I'm in the minority of people not liking the anime.

P5 manga, need to catch back up but I didn't mind the first two dungeons. Liked the new additions. I'm probs in the minority.

P5MM manga: it's ok. Love the artist. Story started off strong but ended up kinda meh at the end.

P5 Daybreakers OVA: I like it a lot. Wish we had more like it.

P5T: Nothing against it atm actually. TT0TT I'm liking the pink villain so far (so far she's being handled better than Alice! YAY!). I really like the new spinoff only chars of this game so far (I'm neutral/positive leaning on the other's but I don't LOVE them). Atlus' statements on the timeline of this game is confusing, and if it IS non-canon to the main timeline I find it very shitty of them to only say that AFTER people have bought the game. ;w; Other than that...uhhh DLC is my only other issue (which I haven't brought up a lot, barring P5S, and on the lower end of PQ1/2, DLC has been ASS with the P5 era games. Like P4D DLC was ass too ;w; And Arena/Ult/Q1 weren't great either, so it didn't start with P5, but it got worse with P5). It's not the WORST DLC practice they've done, but it's still not great. DX

P5X: Nothing to say here, we vibbing. Like what I see so far. Sad it's a gatcha but que sera sera I guess. Probs my fav overall P5 spinoff so far.

P3P/P4G ports: Eh audio this, AI background that. I'm just happy these mfers are finally ported. TT0TT Now do it again with P1/2!

Ultimax Port: Just happy it's ported tbh. Shame they couldn't add a new route (since this game's writing needed a bit more ironing out).

Now P3R.........I think people being upset about the lack of FeMC/Answer is completely valid and talked about for a good reason. Hear me out! A big reason me and a lot of other people have been clamoring for a P3 remake is because we wanted to FINALLY have a complete version of P3. Both Journeys and AT LEAST one Answer (two would be great, but the bar is in the GROUND right now, we're asking for the BARE MIN TT0TT). Then P3R is released and............nope we get another non complete version of P3. It's not just FeMC/Answer fans who are upset. It's the fact we can't have it all in one STILL. And it's not just "one complete game" It's about "One complete story" we lack being able to experience the full story of P3. ;w; *spoilers for key elements of the Answer below* (I just want all three journeys to be treated with respect, but Atlus cutting the FeMC and Aigis journeys....it just puts a bad taste in my mouth and causes issues in the fandom).

(hell the manga, movies, and stage plays NEVER made an Answer adaptation, and the manga/movies never pulled a P4tGA for FeMC either! If they were upset with how they first made The Answer they could always rewrite it at this point and keep the key elements which spoiler: Wild Card Aigis, Metis appears, Erebus fight, Liz leaves, and everyone grieving and then finding out the reason behind the Seal. Like I'm pissy as a FeMC fan first and foremost, but I'm very upset as a Metis fan about the lack of Metising I get to see TT0TT)

I also don't like the look, I hate the lighting and the new art style (I got into Persona cause of Soejima's art style tbh, so I'm vibbing more with ReFan and P5X) and (esp) models (I could overlook the art style if I didn't hate how the models look so much). They look plastic, the heads are overly round and it throws me off (like how Anne's head portrait go more circle in P5R compared to P5 vanilla/P5S), and their....facial features....it's probs cause I'm used to Soejima....but something abt them feels off like they're smooshed. I dunno. The environments outside Tartarus looks like shit with the shitty lighting. "Oh it's just the lighting" well it keeps taking me out of it along with everyone's plastic looking helmet hair.

I'm not the biggest fan of some of the UI. (did I ever finish that post? I don't think I did sigh I gotta dig it up if I didn't TT0TT).

I'm sad about certain gameplay changes (lack of tired system esp, but lack of splitting up and such as well). It was a big identity to P3 that I loved and it being gone now is.....sad ;w;

I'm happy about other gameplay changes (and aspects I've had on my wishlist have come true, such as expanding on P3MC's friendships w/male chars in these new eps or even expanding on Strega). But what I'm happy with so far is mostly the social gameplay additions/changes, not so much some of the combat/exploration changes.

I don't really care about the voice changes for the english version. I know other people are but I'm eh. I'm sad we're missing Yumi and have a new singer. I like the new singer, tho I'm eh on some of the covers (as long as we get the OG tracks to swap to I'm gucci, but I'm good regardless). Only issue with the new singer is they......hired ANOTHER new person??? I feel a bit bad for Mayumi (FeMC singer) and Shuhei (PTS, anime sequel to P3, and P3P op singer) who were already tied to P3 and were passed up on....ngl I would've loved more Shuhei. TT0TT Really drive the male vs female. Just....why did they pass up on them? Esp Shuhei? TT0TT

But I'd be able to overlook all these little things I hate about it......if they would JUST GIVE ME A COMPLETE VERSION OF P3. If they just gave me FeMC and Metis, I'd accept all the other stuff.

That being said, again I don't want to be gouged by DLC a fucking again. Which I fear is what WILL happen to FeMC/Answer...... but gd I'll choose the devil I like more and I'll take. I'll hate it but I'll freaking take it. But considering Atlus LOVES showing off day one DLC, and not a peep of FeMC/Answer anywhere....I'm feeling like we aren't going to get that even. orz.

And I know there's a tired counter "But that's extra work!" well consider this:

There's already a complete script (story wise, and planning wise)! P3R is working off an existing script, sure they've added stuff and tweaked other stuff, but it's not like they had to start from scratch. Same goes with FeMC/Answer, they have a baseline. They have assets they can work off of. (translators and new Eng VAs besides that)

Atlus already copied and pasted A LOT of the male events into the FeMC. Like the main story is nearly identical (maybe 20% has differences?) 14/22 SLs share the same people, with only 1 really being completely rewritten and the rest being nearly exactly the same outside a handful of dialogue. Music wise there's only 6 song differences and 1 additional new song. (tldr; they could totes be lazy and just copy and paste with slight differences I'll take it, small changes can still go a long way and it's something rather than nothing).

(related to point 2 but looping Answer in now) The dungeon and story beats are the same between male/female. So gameplay structure is the same. Answer's dungeon and areas is basically a copy and past assets (with some recolor) as well.

Atlus is a big boy studio, they aren't in financial straits like in the P4 era, they have big daddy Sega to help them. They can handle it. And it's been in development for a while, I'd rather they delay it and give me an actual full version like people voted for. (And yes, the votes included P3/FES/P when asked, not just P3 vanilla or male).

[dxy-drxxm]

⭐ | COMMISSION V : Love, 민지

A/N: Just like the 4th commission, this is a reference to another game and is heavily (or somewhat heavily) inspired by 'Love, Sam'.

TW: Gore, 사생팬/obsessive fan behavior, mentions of death threats and heavily implied yandere behavior, and delusional thinking. Please keep in mind that this fic is in no way, shape, or form condoning such behavior and if you encounter someone like this, stay safe and contact the authorities.

Although this fic will be tame so to not break the rules of the server (and is rushed because of the deadline LMAO), these warnings still apply in the off chance you find this.

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT: IF YOU GO PAST READ MORE, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED OF THE CONTENTS OF THIS FIC.

"... This doesn't sound good."

Navina was currently consulting with the actress about the situation. From her words alone, it was almost as though she was dealing with an obsessed fan— one that had been sending her letters and such.

While she was explaining the matter to her, they were jotting down notes, nodding every once in a while to show that they were paying attention to her story.

"How about the letters? Have you kept them as evidence?"

"Yes! I've been so terrified that it could go missing, and I've... I've been meaning to go to the melusines and report them about all of this," the actress stammered, her voice filled with fear.

"But I hadn't had the time, and when I tried or made plans with the manager about it, I'd get letters that'd— that'd threaten my life or those I've been close to. It's like they don't want me to report this to the law at all."

If they're already threatening her about all of this, then this matter is more serious than most attorneys can handle.

"How long have they been sending letters to you?"

"3 months."

"Had there been any photographs about your place? Ones that they may have sent to you?"

"Not as far as I'm aware of. They've only took those when I'm out with friends."

"Have they left any trademarks? A name or a symbol, perhaps?"

"I... Believe so," the actress nodded, giving them the letter. "In their recent letter, they've left me a name. Unfortunately, I can't read it. Can you read it?"

They raised an eyebrow but took the letter, opening it to see the contents inside. Although it looked like a normal letter to many, when they read it, that assumption is thrown out of the window.

To Allison Rosa,

It's been 3 months, hasn't it? And it's our anniversary as well! Happy anniversary, my darling! ♡

As a special treat from me to you, I've left a gift in your apartment. I've noticed that you've kept my gifts for so long, and it warms my heart so much, darling. Do you love them that much?

If only I knew that you enjoy them so much, I'd have more sent to you... Alas, that is but a simple dream one can only have.

Now, will this mean I'll ever stop sending letters to you? Absolutely not. I've learned so much about you, and it's been amusing watching you go through with the matters of consulting with someone about my love letters when it should've been kept secret.

I hate liars, my little rose. However, since it's you, I'll forgive you ♡ I could never be mad at you, anyway.

Now, for our special anniversary, I'd like for you to see what I left in your apartment— just like what I mentioned before. I know you must desire to see me, so I left clues for you to find.

... On your own.

If I find out you're with someone, I won't be quite happy with you. I might just kill them if you did.

... Or maybe not! ♪

Now, let's go, my darling! Let's play hide and seek!

I'll hide every clue about me, and you'll get to seek where I am! Winner takes all!

Love, 민지

"..."

The silence is deafening. From how it was made, it seemed recent. And there was an awful stench of blood by the end, where the name was signed.

However, something about that letter bothered Navina. Maybe it was that nagging feeling they got during the pickpocketing, or maybe it was something else... But they felt as though the letter may unravel something far deeper, darker than what they saw alone.

They turned to the actress, and noticing the look of apprehension, they placed the letter down and pat her shoulder.

"It'll be okay, miss," they told her, smiling. "I'll come with you. If the stalker tries anything, I'll be able to stop them."

... I won't fail you like how I did with Calypso. Not this time.

Reaching Rosa's apartment, Navina began to investigate the matter on their own. They told Rosa to stay with a trusted friend so the stalker doesn't try to track her down, and right away, they've noticed the gift and letter laid on the table.

There were some boxes strewn about, filled with letters and gifts separately. One was teeming, and the other had such a foul stench that even the informant wanted to keel over.

Still, they put on a brave face and went over to the letters, gathering them and closing the box. They knew from it's appearance that it was from that stalker, '민지', so it was valuable evidence.

Afterwards, they checked the other one, and they caught whiff of metallic and rotting—

Fuck, I'm gonna puke. Cover it.

Covering the box almost immediately, Navina shivered and placed the box of letters on top of it. The stench was almost stuck in their mind, and they didn't enjoy the fact it haunted them at all.

Focusing back on the letter next to a sealed box, they slowly walked over, picking up the letter to unseal it and retrieve the paper it was hiding inside.

I remember coming to this place before. You've done so much here when you first moved in, and when we first met... It was love at first sight. ♡

Sure, we were neighbors, but back then... We were friends. We've known each other for a year, you know. Back before you rose to fame, you and I would see each other eye to eye... And we would bond over the most menial of things.

Then... You got a shot of fame. Something that you told me yourself that you didn't expect.

You landed on a menial role, but you were seen by the bigshots. Then, you and I began to slowly drift apart. You got busier and busier, not spending time with me anymore and doing the things we used to do...

Even with others, you... Drifted apart from them all.

You drifted apart from me.

What happened? What happened to our friendship? Our world?

... maybe this will remind you of what we had together. It always does. Don't you agree?

I have more left for you to find. Do your best, darling~ ♡

Love, 민지

Opening the box, they saw a photograph sealed within. It was only when they picked it up that they've seen the face of their client before, but it seems the one next to them was a younger girl.

Her face was blocked by black ink, but all they saw was blonde hair.

Just like that actress.

...

Checking behind the photograph, they noticed the written address, and tucked it in their bag. With everything in the apartment settled, they began to walk out and head to the next destination in mind.

Arriving at the next location, they noticed the letter attached and another photo, which they took without hesitation. They opened the envelope and took the paper out, this time to read what it says.

You always loved coming here with that guy. You talk about him all the time, it was almost like you and him were together.

... And I didn't enjoy the thought of that.

I trusted you, darling. I always trust you. There hadn't been a moment where I regret doing so. However, at that moment, I had thought of asking more about him from you.

Do you like him? Are you dating with him? Are you choosing him over me?

Does he already know that we are together? Dating, even?

When you told me that you were going out with him, it felt as though my entire world is... Crashing around me. Everywhere.

You were going out with him.

You were... Dating him.

Dating him behind my back.

You were cheating on me. On me!

You were cheating on me, your actual lover!

I wanted to convince you that it's all a lie, but you got defensive when I tried. You even called me crazy, because I wanted to keep you safe!

I just wanted you safe from that psycho!

But maybe that's why you avoided me. You always said that you have avoided others that started to act like those 사생팬, right?

I'm not like them. I'm never like those people. Believe me, I'm being honest here!

But... You started avoiding me. Calling me crazy, and telling me I shouldn't come near you.

... Oh well, not that you realized I was her, right? Hah!

Still, you wounded me, darling. But maybe you would change your mind when you see me. And what become of your lover, too.

Would you like to see me now, darling? Cause I do. You know where to look.

Love, 민지

Checking the photo, Navina's eyes narrowed at the sights. From how it was portrayed and where it was taken, there was only one place they knew.

... And then, they started running.

If I'm correct, this should lead to the same place that I went to before.

Reaching the abandoned home they passed by, they went inside and saw a gruesome sight.

Laid right in front of them was a corpse of a man, one they recognized being Allison's lover, Marcus. His face was mutilated, but the clothes he wore was the same as the photo Allison showed them.

He was one of the missing individuals, and they couldn't tell if him being found as a corpse spells more good than bad on his case.

Walking away from the corpse, they went to the room connected to it, and they were greeted with a letter.

... And a few broken vials, labeled with the familiar words, 'Primordial Seawater', and the sight of damp wooden floors.

There were traces of blood, but they avoided it to grab the letter. Opening it, they began to read the words written by the stalker.

I have took your lover, and killed him, Allison.

He is certainly not an honest man. He had his own secrets to hide. At least, to hide from you. What did you see in him, really?

Are you, perhaps... Blinded by love? By adoration? Or are you just so stupid to not see the red flags sailing in front of you?

Oh well, I may never know what it is that made you like him.

However, in his final moments, he has done something unthinkable-- you can say that he, in his last moments, have tipped off some... Shady individuals to deal with the aftermath.

I think they're after me. Or maybe after you. Who knows, really? I'd be gone before then!

Alas, if you've reached this, congrats, my darling. I wish to draw our game out a bit more, but I'm reaching my final moments.

Till death do us part, and believe me, I will not part ways when you eventually pass on as well.

Sweet dreams, Allison. Let us meet again in the afterlife.

Love, 민지

[sam-the-friendly-ghost]

Sam's Chats to the Void: TMNT 2014

Welcome back to one of my chats with the void. This one has sat in my head as part of a larger chat, but it's such a big topic i thought I would post this by itself. This is a long one, and is practically an opinion piece. Feel free to have your own opinion, and tell me why I'm wrong. Also I liked the movie, i just feel like it could've been better. I'm being really harsh in this because i enjoyed it enough to care about it. anyways here's the chat.

I enjoyed the live action 2014 TMNT movie, but… What happened in it? I actually asked myself what happened when the credits rolled. It started really slowly like it was trying to hide the fact we were watching a TMNT movie, and then everything happened all at once.

April got fired for being into conspiracy theories, 3 of the turtles were taken, and drained of their blood, there was a chase scene, and then they fought the shredder, and saved New York.

I got so excited when Raph was the only one not taken, because that would mean the movie was Raph centric, but then nothing happens with Raph. I thought it would be cool if Raph had to find a way to keep his brothers safe, while saving New York. I thought he would go save his brothers, they would be weak from the blood loss (Maybe one of them can’t even stay awake), and Raph would be forced to navigate how to save New York without fighting, because he wouldn't be able to take the Shredder on by himself. It seemed to be more of a character driven story than a plot driven one. Alas I was wrong because some really bad movie medicine later and all of the turtles are fine, and they go beat the shredder.

(Also the turtles are called box turtles, but you can see before they mutated they were very clearly red eared sliders. Usually calling an animal by the wrong species name would be fine, but red eared sliders are very identifiable, and it felt like when you watch a movie and someone plays the piano obviously wrong. Like you don't have to know the piano to know that you have to press the keys to make a sound. Side rant over.)

I think it could've been a really good movie, but they spent their time muddling up their story. Was it about beating the shredder? Raph? April? I don’t know because they tried to tell every story.

If it was supposed to be an April story, April should've had more weight in the narrative. If it was a Raph story he should have learned something. If it was a beat the Shredder story they should've followed through on the idea of “If this tower goes down New York is screwed.” The tower fell, and that could've been when the plot really got started, but they ignored the reason why they didn't want the tower to fall.

Fixing 2014 TMNT:

I don't know if I’ll write this or not, but if I were to try, and fix this story, and tell every story it was trying to tell I would split it into parts.

Part 1: April O’neil. This mostly stays the same. April is looking for a big story, gets called crazy, gets fired from her job for getting into conspiracies etc. She gets proof of the turtles, and who they are, and tells a bad guy. Give her a reason to tell the evil scientist guy, like, she thinks the turtles need to be cured, something that puts her against the turtles (that comes from her not the bad guy). Evil guy tells her to carry a tracker on her, and the next time she sees the turtles she can alert them to her position. Kinda like Karai in 2012. She gets there, realises she messed up, and the lair is destroyed.

Part 2: Raph, and April. Some things change here, but not a lot. Raph is furious at April since she gave away their location, and is the reason his brothers got taken. He is right to be mad, but because he is mad he is blind to the fact he needs help to save his brothers. Raph starts tracking down his brothers alone, but because it’s winter he can't make the journey to the mansion. During this time April is trying to find out how she can fix this, and with some advice from the camera guy she decides to follow Raph. Camera offers his car, and they're off to the mansion where they pick up Raph on the way. Raph, when he’s found, knows he can't get there with the snow, and has cooled off enough to tentatively accept April’s help. When he arrives it again is mostly the same, but the adrenaline thing is gone. Instead he gets there, and his brothers are getting weaker, but currently okay, maybe Mikey isn't doing too well because he’s smaller. Upon his brother’s rescue they can fight, but they are running on their own adrenaline that wears off when they escape.

Part 3: Stop the Shredder. The chase scene is either extremely short, or scrapped completely, but on the way Raph sees his brother's conditions. While he has his brothers back, he still has to step up, and deal with the Shredder alone. This is where major changes would happen. Instead of a big battle between the shredder, and the turtles on the roof, Raph has to figure out how to save New York without confronting the shredder. At this point the audience has seen how Raph can be impulsive, so they will be curious how he will come out on top. The answer, get his brothers to a safe place, and using some phones he keeps them safe while being able to get help from them. He needs help figuring out how to get to the top, and Leo gives him a plan. He needs to disarm the bomb, and Donnie walks him through it. He can’t do it alone, he needs his brothers. April still gets to do the shoot off thing with the evil scientist guy. Raph manages to get the bomb disarmed, but that's when the Shredder finds him. The phone breaks, he loses the connection with his brothers, and it's time for the finale.

Part 4: The finale. The shredder's plan could still work if he takes down the tower with the poison container attached to the side. Raph fights as hard as he can, but he can't do it. He is losing, and after some cool battle choreography Raph is thrown off the building but caught by his brothers who were given just enough time to get to Raph after the call was dropped. Raph thinks he failed, and we watch the shredder take down the tower, and…. Nothing happens. April in the background of the Shredder vs Raph fight was climbing up the tower, and taking the poison off. She was able to do this, and sneak away without the shredder’s notice because Raph held on for so long. End film

Make 2 movies with 2 parts each, and you get a major battle to end each movie and a COHESIVE STORY. You can tell the first movie is about April, and Raph. The second one would be building off the first one, and be about Raph, and stopping the shredder. 

I didn't change a lot (except the end), I just made everything hold weight in the story.

Obviously it would be hard to sell a company on a movie that depends on another movie, and MANY things would have to change to make this story work. BUT it doesn't change my point.

A story get's muddled the more you try to do, and if you try to do too much nothing happens. This is part of a bigger conversation with the void about what makes a good story, and how I can apply it to my own story telling.

I've found I need a goal for my story. My goal can be to make someone think, or it can be to have fun writing it. I try to limit myself to 1 or 2 goals that are extrememly clear to ensure my story doesnt get muddled.

(Ex: My goals for 'The story of future boy' are to (spoilers) give a realistic depiction of toxic friend relationships, and show why a kid should never fear their life in a school. Both of these are heavily based on my own personal experiences. Meanwhile in 'Winter for Cold Blooded Turtles' my goal was to write something fluffy that I could make small character mistakes in, and not have them matter. This was because i had a massive migraine, and I didn't have the ability to think too hard, but i wanted to write.)

I'm cutting this off here since this is too big a topic for one post. Expect more about story telling as time goes on though, because I have so much to say on this.