#i just really wish they didnt call them secret stones

[unironicironic]

Tears of the Kingdom ramble go brrrrr

Okay so goes without saying but this will have spoilers. If you'd prefer not see any spoilers then scram and go watch someone play the game (I personally recommend Quinbobin, dude's energy is fucking immaculate, he's not done with the game yet but he's in the last stretch)

But man I just wanna ramble about TotK, I'm still debating on replaying the game to really soak in more but it's been marinating in me thick skull for a bit and man do I have a bit I wanna say

Oh my god and then in that final tear/memory when Zelda takes it upon herself to swallow her secret stone despite the many warnings from Mineru that if she's to do that, there's no guarantee she'll be able to return to her former self. That takes alot of guts to do, throwing yourself away knowing fully well that you may never be the same after if there's even a sliver of hope that things can turn around and your people will be safe. The buildup was something else entirely, it starts of fairly calm, with it having bits and pieces of the BotW/TotK ost, a little of her lullaby sprinkled in, and then builds intensity as the scene goes on. Kinda like signifying that, again, she's doing this all for her kingdom and for Link. When she finally swallows the stone, it cuts to silence (save for the ambience), which kinda jars you and makes you see that hey, something's about to happen. As she begins to go through the draconification, it starts strong with her lullaby, progressing further and further into sounding more and more sinister, dark, going silent again as she tells Link to protect everyone and holy SHIT if that doesn't give you goosebumps I don't know what will. While I'm on this, I might be just reading into it too much but it almost sounds like her screaming (albeit kinda distorted) underneath her roaring as the dragon that second time she roars. Almost like that was the last bit of her in there, before she finally "lost herself" as Mineru warned her that she would

Tbh just about all of it was god tier imo. The visuals, the characters, all of it. Were there some things that could've been improved? Ofc, there's no real perfect game but fuck did this one come close

I could go on and on about just about anything you throw my way about TotK, but the real star of the show (to me anyway) is the soundtrack and all the little details in everything. I've always believed that the main three things that make or break something is the characters, the plot/story and the soundtrack. I've also always loved when there were these little details that gave whatever media it is a little more oomph. And DAMN did TotK have a banger of a soundtrack and was it packed with details

One of my favorite lil details with the soundtrack is when you're through with the Tarrey Town quest, you're able to make a house for Link, right? Cool cool, you get to do a bit of a Sims type beat, which that in itself had me giving mad props to Nintendo. And folks have been getting hella creative with their layouts, I saw this one person make their house look like the triforce if I'm not mistaken? It was cool as hell, there's a good bit of freedom. But the detail, if you listen real closely, the song that plays when you've got your house up and you're meandering around inside, it's the theme for when you're inside a building in Ocarina of Time. We already knew that there's gonna be lil nods to past games since in BotW there was a shitton already but they really bumped that up a few pegs in TotK

Another one of my favorites is in the cutscene where Rauru uses his power to keep Ganondorf on lock, as he's telling G-Money that eventually Link will come whoop his ass and to "remember his name," the main fucking Zelda theme starts playing which honestly just adds so much more fucking power to that cutscene and it had me tearing up hearing the main theme playing in the background. On that same note, in I think the last phase of the fight against Ganondorf before he swallows his stone, there's a huge throwback to BotW and you get those lil motifs of the blight battles

Yet another, at the end when you're going to catch Zelda after she turns back into her former self, the main theme for TotK is going. Cool, strong, fucking awesome right? As you get closer to Zelda, her lullaby starts playing and oh my godddd I was a mess, but then you throw in the main Zelda theme after as you're prompted to catch her and at that point you can see why the game is called "Tears of the Kingdom." Because it makes you cry, alot. At that point it's like you're coming full circle, before now you'd never failed to save Zelda, you'd always saved her before until now when you failed to catch her in the beginning. So with it starting with you not catching her and then ending with you catching her, it's like you're making up for that failure and I absolute adored that

Kinda on the same note about the soundtrack, I think the other temples (minus the spirit temple) had the same sort of thing going but I definitely noticed divine beast/past champion themes going for the wind temple. It's not that obvious until towards the end when you've got most of the terminals, then you start to really hear motifs to the Vah Medoh theme and Revali's theme

SPEAKING OF I noticed Tulin taking on a very slight Revali-ish attitude, even the npc's had noticed and took note of it. And if you think back to Age of Calamity, in one of the cutscenes, Tulin tells Revali that he wants to be just like him once he's older, while yes I know AoC isn't technically canon it's a cute as hell thing I noticed and can't help but have a huge ahh smile on my face thinking of. Lil Tulin's growing up, and he's starting to take after his role model, fuckin adorable

There's a shitton more lil details and references but I'd be here all day if I were to attempt to mention them all

While there's def a good few positives for this game, there's also a couple negatives imo. It's mostly just personal issues but I'm sure a few folks might agree with me

So first up, why did they have to call them secret stones? It's so damn hard to take things seriously that way. It makes it sound almost like some children playing pretend. Literally anything else could've been good, much better than secret stones. Especially because the same ol phrase gets repeated over and over again when the new champions/sages learn about what happened all those years ago. It gets so repetitive man

Speaking of champions, it seems a bit like they completely forgot about the past champions and the calamity. Like nobody mentions it, save for a couple npcs for side quests, and there's no memorials from what I can tell aside from the occasional stone Zelda dedicated to the casualties, Mipha Court in Zora's Domain, and some other things but that's just about it. I get that eventually life goes on but something about them seemingly forgetting entirely about them just rubs me the wrong way. And the divine beasts, what happened to them? I've heard a couple theories that it was because they were afraid another calamity would take place and they'd get possessed all over again so they took them down, which makes sense but it'd have been so cool to see them just in the background somewhere with the scenery, withering and decaying to the sands of time. Of course they wouldn't have to be explorable, but it would've added so much more oomph imo

And don't even get me started on some of the dialogue. I mentioned the stones thing, but there was some other lines that just, eurgh. Prime example is from none other than Ganondorf himself. At the end when you go to give him a good beatdown, he goes on this sort of monologue. Which is all fine and dandy, he's a villain after all, that's what villains do. But then he goes and says shit like "weak, peace loving cowards" and that "the world should be shrouded with darkness and not bathed in insufferable light"?? That makes him sound like an angsty teen trying to sound cool and edgy, I physically recoiled a bit. Not your finest moment, G-man.

Last but def not least, they really missed out on bringing back malice. I dunno, I just feel like calling it gloom really takes away from the overarching darker tone of the game. Like having it be called malice again would really sell that TotK is a bit darker, malice sounds more life threatening and harmful. Meanwhile it being called gloom just sounds more like you're describing how the weather's gonna be that day. Plus I just think malice spawn sounds much cooler than gloom spawn by a long shot

Overall tho pretty solid game. I rate it an Uncannydorf out of ten

[moonlit-imagines]

The Doctor Is In

Stephen Strange x reader

Bruce Banner x reader (platonic)

warnings:

a/n: hey! idk how to build stairs guys. i didnt feel like researching it. i dont care if it’s wrong. leave me alone. part 2/2.

prompt:

Out (1)

There was no hope of Stephen coming back. Every truth you had to face was harsher than the last. Even when you got home and realized that Wong was among the vanished...and he didn’t fix the stairwell.

Maybe the stairwell was a good thing. It gave you something to focus on in these hard times. Sure, it’d been a month since the incident, but that still wasn’t enough time for the world to heal. That meant that contractors were hard to come by. But the roof would have a tarp over it for some time. No way you’d deal with that.

So you took a trip to the hardware store, you stocked up on wood and nails, lacquer and wood stain. Anything else you needed for the project. Anything to keep you busy.

There were so many sleepless nights. You hated being alone in Sanctum, hated being alone in your bed. Every so often you would nap on the couch, but then you’d get right back to work. Weeks on end you spent on the stairwell. How long will you stick around while I talk about the stairwell?

Doctor Banner called you from time to time. His voicemails were kind, heartfelt, but you couldn’t stop now. The gutted stairwell from a couple weeks ago was coming by very nicely. As nice as it could when worked on my an amateur. Alright, it looked awful, but you couldn’t stand using a ladder to get to the second floor.

As you were staining the wood, you played a message from Bruce:

“Doctor L/N, it’s Bruce. I hope you’re doing alright, but you know that if you’re not, I’m here for you. All the remaining Avengers have kind of...gone their separate ways for the most part, they’re pretty broken up about everything. I just want you to know that because you don’t...have to be strong right now. I understand if you can’t be. Just call me back whenever you can? I want to make sure you’re alright. We’re survivors, we should stick together.”

Bruce hadn’t known you long, but he was still a great person and friend. You should call him back, but if you lost focus, you may lose yourself. So you continued to wipe against the grain of the fresh stairs and moved to the next step. And the next. And the next.

The last step was the lacquer and seal. You were scared to finish up. What would you occupy yourself with once this was over? You thought about the answer until the very last step and admired your shabby craftsmanship. It’ll do. Or maybe you should tear it all down and start over? While you were thinking over your newest thought, your phone rang again. Bruce Banner.

“Hey, Bruce.” You answered the phone as you normally would and sat on the floor in front of your work.

“Y/N?” Bruce asked in disbelief. “Y/N, hey! How are you? I don’t know if you’ve been getting my calls..?”

“I have.” You quickly replied.

“Oh.” He quietly nodded to himself.

“I’m sorry, Bruce.” You realized your mistake and knew you may have come off as a little rude. He’d been nothing but kind to you, but you’d just realized you were alone today.

“No, no! It’s okay! I understand, don’t worry. What have you been up to?” His effort to start a conversation may be successful this time around.

“I fixed the stairwell. All of it. That’s what I’ve been doing the past few weeks. I just finished a few minutes ago.” You felt awkward talking to him. Not because of him, not at all. Just because you hadn’t really had any human contact in a while.

“I didn’t take you for a carpenter, Doctor.” Bruce was genuinely surprised with your skillset, you could hear it in his voice.

“And you still won’t once you see the job I did.” You actually managed to let out a chuckle. You didn’t know you could still do that.

“Oh, I hear ya loud and clear.” Bruce laughed, too. I wonder if he was having the same thoughts as you. “Y/N, do you want to go out to lunch like, now? I could use some company, maybe you could, too.”

“Yeah,” you checked the time on your watch, Stephen’s watch, and realized you worked through the night and day, “text me an address, I’ll meet you anywhere. See you soon.” You hung up pretty quickly, only to get ready ASAP. You were sort of covered in “stair supplies” and smelled like...not good. You’d take a quick shower, put on some clean clothes, and take off. Unfortunately, the stairs weren’t dry, so it was another round up the ladder.

—————

You finally took a trip back to your bedroom and shuffled through the closet filled with your...late husband’s clothing. It still smelled like him, surprisingly. You wondered just how long it would last. You hoped it’d be forever, but you grabbed your own clothes and quickly got dressed, then checked your phone to see that Bruce was running “a little late.” It’s okay, you were, too.

You took a seat on Stephen’s side of the bed and decided to snoop. Did it count as snooping if he was no longer here? You knew that he didn’t keep secrets from you, so what was the worst you could stumble upon? Books, books, and more books. But some were important books, ones detailing mystic arts. Maybe...maybe it was time to pick up a new skill. You stuffed the book in your bag and decided to head out now before you got too comfy in an actual bed.

—————

You and Bruce sat at a booth in the empty diner, awkwardly gazing over the menu while trying to stir up some conversation. It’d been a while since either of you had visited someone, you didn’t even know what to talk about.

“So, home renovations, huh?” Bruce asked while peaking over the fold of the laminated list.

“Something like that.” You sighed and set yours down and aside. “I know what I’m getting. What about you?”

“I just need a minute.” The only noise besides your bland conversation was the rustling of dishes in the back, which didn’t last for long. “Got it. A burger. That’ll do it.” Bruce announced and got the attention of the waiter.

Ordering took a second, but soon you and Bruce were alone again and ready to talk.

“How are the other Avengers? I know you said they went their separate ways, but...” You inquired and were surprised to see a smile crack on Bruce’s face. “What?”

“At least I know you listened to my voicemails.” He chuckled and took a sip of his iced tea. “They’re dealing with it. I don’t exactly know how. Nat’s staying at the compound, I’m sure she’s glad to have a home again. Cap went out on his own. Thor went back to his people. Tony and Pepper are trying to separate themselves from the world, I think. I don’t blame them. That’s all I know.” You stayed silent, but nodded along to his outer thoughts. “You alright?”

“I’m sorry, Bruce.” You started. “I didn’t mean to ignore you, leave you hanging. I just still don’t know how to take this. I keep thinking about what Stark told me when he came back. His whole ‘this will all make sense soon’ thing. Nothing about this makes sense to me.”

“Well, Strange was different, wasn’t he? He had that Stone, he had those powers, he might know something we don’t.” Bruce explained to you, an attempt to comfort you. “We’ve tried everything, y/n. Maybe it’s time to wait, maybe in time you’ll see that he sacrificed himself...for you.” You teared up at the scientist’s words and quickly wiped your eyes as the food was placed before you. “Thank you, sir.” Bruce said as the waiter walked off. “Hey, y/n? It’s okay that you’re hurting. I get it. But please don’t act like you’re alone. I’m gonna be here for you, okay?”

“Yeah,” you sniffled while hiding your wet eyes, “Me, too, Bruce.”

—————

When you got stressed out when you were younger, you threw yourself into your studies. Maybe that was why you were such an accomplished scientist. But what studies did you have now?

You had a library full of knowledge. It wasn’t your usual knowledge, but it would suffice. Now, the book that you’d snagged from Stephen’s bedside was a bit advanced for you, but that was okay. You had options.

Where would you even begin? This place was bigger than you remembered. Was this another spell? Did you know what you were talking about? Stop thinking, y/n. Start reading.

You picked out a book. You just ran with it. You recalled stories from Stephen. You remembered you needed the ring. What did he call it? Song ring? Sink ring? Slink ring?

Sling ring.

Not a problem, you could find one. Sanctum probably had tons. Maybe in Stephen’s study? You wished you had asked him more about his arts before, you just didn’t get it at the time.

One was stashed in a drawer. It was Stephen’s ring. The one he used himself. And it was the only one you could find, so it’d have to do. And so you got to studying.

The first time the air sparked by your hand was magical. Literally. But it made you feel something for the first time in nearly three months. And that was just the beginning. It felt like you were carrying on Stephen’s legacy in a way. You’d never be “Sorcerer Supreme,” but you didn’t have any intention of that. You just wanted his memory to live on, even if it were through you.

So you’d practice and you’d learn and you’d practice and you’d learn. You’d see Bruce whenever you could, and he soon noticed your mood change.

“I’m glad to see you happy for a change.” He told you while you walked through the park.

“Yeah, it feels great.” You told him while watching construction vehicles cleaning up the debris that had been lying around for months.

“I’ve been meaning to ask. What’s with the ring?” He looked at your hand and you lifted it closer.

“Oh...it’s Stephen’s.” You simply stated.

“Is it like a wedding ring?” He took a closer look and let you laugh it up for a quick second.

“No, no!” You shook your head at the ridiculous question. “I might as well show you. I haven’t told anyone yet, but that’s because you’re the only person I talk to.” You stopped in your tracks and shooed him back to give yourself enough space. “Ready?” Bruce looked terrified, but nodded a response and watched you raise your hands ahead, concentrating on the small portal you had began to open. Bruce recognized the opening since he’d fallen through it before.

“You’re one of the sorcerers?” Bruce’s eyes widened. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“I just started learning!” You exclaimed with a bright smile. “I needed something to get me through this all...and I wanted to protect Sanctum like Stephen and Wong had always stressed doing.”

“That’s...amazing, y/n. Self-taught magic? By a scientist, no less. Look at you go!” Bruce had a knack for being supportive. You were glad that he crashed through your roof and into your stairs.

“Thanks, Bruce. Maybe in time I’ll be able to cast a spell that fixes my roof.” You shrugged.

“Oh? Come on! I said I was sorry!”

—————

And then five years went by. Flew by, actually. You’d become a skilled sorcerer and used your skills around Sanctum. There wasn’t much to do here on Earth. It was a bit quiet.

Bruce was still a close friend of yours! You’d advised him in his quest for balance. He was no longer at war with himself.

The roof was fixed! You had Bruce spectate your very own spell to repair the damages he’d inflicted, but all was forgiven.

Then one normal day you got a call from him.

“Hey Bruce! How’s it going?” You answered, even though it interrupted your meditation.

“Can you meet me at the diner ASAP?” He sounded a little off, but still upbeat, so you opened a portal and stepped through to find yourself right out front. It was easy to spot him through the window, but there were others with him. Avengers.

“Hey, all.” You took a seat beside an unfamiliar one. “Hi, I’m y/n.” You told him as a plate of food was set in front of you.

“I ordered you your favorite. Hope you’re hungry.” Bruce smirked at you and let you get to it.

“So, it’s been a while, huh?” You asked the two Avengers across from you.

“It has.” Natasha sighed. “I wasn’t aware you were...also a sorcerer.” She began.

“I had a lot of free time.” Last they saw you, you weren’t as cool, calm, or collected. They were glad that you’d found peace. “I have a feeling this isn’t a social lunch.”

“I’m sorry to pull you from your calm, Doctor L/N—” You cut Steve off.

“Y/N is fine.” You replied.

“Scott here,” Steve motioned to the awkward man sitting alongside you, “was stuck in the Quantum Realm for some time, if you’re familiar. He thinks that there’s a way to...to undo what Thanos did.” You peered over at Bruce and watched him shrug as your heart started to beat faster and stomach started doing turns. You hated the thought of getting your hopes up, but you still dearly missed your husband.

“What can I do?”

—————

You had a hand in opening the dozens of portals around the ruins of the Avengers Compound, but you weren’t the only one. Stephen, Wong, and hundreds of other sorcerers were assisting to bring an army to combat the troops of an outdated Thanos, and you were so close to Stephen.

Using your magic to create a pathway to the sky, you leaped from step to step to get a clear look of the battlefield. And to let Stephen see you. He did. And so did the cloak.

You’d never used your powers to fight, so you’d have to step it up out here. But you knew Stephen wouldn’t let you get hurt. And you believed that you could handle this yourself.

“Y/N!” Stephen called to you as he flew to your altitude and held you in a special embrace that you’d nearly forgotten the feeling of. “It’s so good to see you.”

“Are you kidding me, Stephen?” You chuckled through tears that you just couldn’t hold in, tears that dragged through the dirt and dust on your face, clearing small lines down your cheeks. “I have missed you every day since the moment you left. I am so glad to have you back.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t say goodbye, y/n. I truly am. But I knew that you would manage without me. You always have.” He explained to you in such a heartfelt way, admiring your capability to still be standing in the air.

“You knew I’d become a sorcerer, didn’t you?” You cocked a brow and watched him smirk.

“I had an inkling.” He joked with you as the firefight below was still rampaging.

“It’s very unprofessional of you to be talking to your s/o during times of crisis like this.” You chuckled and broke your spell to fall back to the ground, stopping yourself before it was too late in what could only be described as a “superhero landing.” Now that you were on the ground, assistance was required for your own side of the battle.

You and your fellow sorcerers had to defend more than anything. Shields popped up across the battlefield in an effort to keep your people alive. There were too many close calls and you wanted to survive long enough to go home with your husband.

“Y/N, over here!” Stephen beckoned you to the flood that would have made this fight much harder, and you were delighted to defend alongside him. The cloak rushed to you and gave you a fast track to the edge of the water, you couldn’t help but that it for it’s kind service. “Ready?”

“Of course.” You lifted your palms and motioned towards that water, redirecting it and keeping it at bay for the time being. “I love you, Stephen.” You remembered to tell him.

“I love you, too, y/n.” He replied with his focus still on the flood. “And I’m proud of you. So very proud.”

“Couldn’t have done it with you.” You joked and stabilized the rushing waters, giving you a true load-off before the end was clear. Dust passed through the sunken hole you all stood inside. Dust of your enemies that had finally lost. You and Stephen stared at each other in disbelief, yet couldn’t help but run into each other’s arms. “This is real? We won?”

“In a way.”

—————

Stephen and you dressed in all black were standing in the back yard of your savior. Tony had given his life to give others a life. You were just sorry that it had to be him.

Bruce stood alongside you with a long face and an injured arm. It was time for you to be there for him like he’d been there for you.

“Thanks for bringing back my husband, Bruce.” You whispered to him while holding Stephen’s hand tightly. Over the past few days, you just couldn’t seem to let go of him.

“Oh, yeah? That was nothing.” Bruce playfully answered through his sorrow.

“How’s your arm feeling?” You asked him, making sure the sling wasn’t twisted up an any way.

“Not the greatest, but I’ll be okay.” He assured you and watched as you leaned your head onto Stephen’s smile with a sense of relief. “I’m really happy for you, y/n...”

“But?” You raised an eyebrow with a hint of worry.

“But you better still hang out with me.” He smiled at you and you even heard a chuckle escape Stephen’s lips.

“You can count on it, Bruce.” You lifted a hand for a fist bump and collided your knuckles with his, even if they were a bit oversized.

“Shall we get going, dear?” Stephen asked you while he hooked his arm around yours and opened a portal home. You waved goodbye to Bruce and went on your way, stepping right into Sanctum as the way closed behind you.

“So you really meant it, huh?” You asked your husband while setting your belongings down.

“That I love what you’ve done with the place?” Stephen laughed at your oncoming smirk and walked forward, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you forward to kiss the top of your head. “Of course, dear.”

“Even the stairs?” You peeked your head up to look at your husband and watched his smile grow. You’d never bothered casting a spell to properly repair them. Maybe you were just too proud of your work. Maybe it was a reminder that you got through these five years on your own terms.

“I do.” He leaned down to kiss your lips. “It adds character to this place.”

“More character than the magic?” You prodded at him.

“I think you mean ‘sorcery.’” He corrected as you leaned into his chest and slightly swayed back and forth, taking in his presence for the 50th time since he’d come home.

“Oh, of course. Silly me.”

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[thou-can-say-azrail]

Itachi is loyal to the Akatsuki (despite he’s said to be a spy) and here’s why:

We know Itachi joined the Akatsuki to spy and sneak the informations back to Konoha, right? But let’s ask yourself this question:

“How much informations has been sent back to Konoha so far by Itachi???”

And after many researches, the answer is “NONE”

First, Itachi, as a fellow Akatsuki member, must know tons of info about his comrades power (Hidan’s and Kakuzu’s immortality, Deidara’s art...) and he could have sneak those infos to Konoha but no , he didn’t, proved by the fact that whenever a team of Konoha faced a brand-new pair of Akatsuki, they just showed their “WTF” face through out the entire encounter, and usually took many more fights to work out the power of said Akatsuki pair.

Second, and this is also the most important piece of information that Itachi knows about the Akatsuki , is Pain’s/Nagato’s power. Itachi is an Uchiha so he must recognize a pair of The Rinnegan when he sees one (he’s an Uchiha, duh, they have a real piece of stone in their basement that talks about The Rinnegan). We don’t know how much Itachi knows about the Rinnegan (probably not to an extent that he could work out the secrets behind The Six Paths of Pain), but he must know one or two things about the eyes. But the point is

“Itachi keeps the secret to himself and not sharing it to Konoha”

This info about the Rinnegan , if shared, could actually save Jiraiya’s life. Itachi just need to say “hey , our Leader has The Rinnegan , which is super powerful, so be careful” and Jiraiya will know exactly who the Leader is, and how he should approach the fight against Pain/Nagto. But, no, Itachi didn’t reveal any shit to any one, coz HE’S LOYAL.

There’s also a few more small facts like Itachi taking part in stalling the Konoha’s shinobi to finish the One-Tail sealing or giving advices on how the Akatsuki should take actions (he said it when Kisame successfully captured the Four-Tails in chapter 353).

And that’s my opinion, please share me yours, would like to know.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YES

THANK YOU

ive been waiting for an opportunity to rant, buckle up bitches here we go

first of all itachis loyality lays with sasuke not with konoha and you can fight me on that he may have killed the clan for konoha but as far as we know he could have just ghosted them afterwards 

i like to think he just told them the biggest bullshit like: “yeah you see there is that smol gremlin whose superpower is annoying ppl into submission, he calls it katsu but if you ever hear him say that just stand still and cover your ears and you are definitely safe” or “there is the huge blue guy, you cant miss him, he actually just looks like that cause he fucked up when he dyed his hair that one time and now he just kinda vibes with the shark aesthetic but dont worry about sharks, there arent any”

cause konoha didnt know jackshit when they came, i am especially fond of the fight against the zombie combie cause they were so fucking clueless  “oh no what is he doing with that circle? why doesnt he die? what does he do with the blood? who is the big guy?”

and the fact that kakashi had to tell them “oh yes thats the guy that tried killing the first hokage that we maybe should have recognized cause its a powerful enemy who tried killing our first hokage, oh wait why is he with the akatsuki?” is sending me every time like itachi saw him and was like: “should i tell them that powerful guy that could really fuck them over is still alive and a member of akatsuki?...........nah”

we can safely assume itachi didnt tell them shit and i love it

and what you said about pein is true too, i didnt even think about that yet its the fucking rinnegan, he saw them and didnt think that the fact that the leader has the most powerful eyes in the history of his clan was important for konoha to know? pls

that just adds to my wishful thinking that the akatsuki did like each other and were all loyal 

[camelely]

TFATWS Spoilers under the cut

Literally the following is my thoughts and opinions, and there are probably some unpopular opinions lol. It's kinda really long lol.

Starting with some positives.

I loved how the two leads had storylines that mirrored each other. Sam needed to become Captain America and gain a title and Bucky needed to move on from The Winter Solider and loose a title.

Sam. Just Sam I loved him before but now I love him more.

Sam becoming Cap.

I loved Isaiah and his story.

I loved Sam's family, how they welcomed Bucky and the struggles Sarah had.

I really liked how they spent time with both Sam and Bucky and didn't forget the show was supposed to be about both of them. Often times shows tend to lean into the more popular or fan favorite lead and this show didn't do that. When Sam took center it felt natural and when Bucky took center it felt natural.

The Wakandans were great. I love Ayo and her friendship with Bucky.

Zemo was fine and fun enough.

John Walker was incredibly done. Wyatt Russell did an amazing job and the scene with the blood on the shield will forever be in my memory. Hands down one of the most impactful MCU moments.

I like the genderbend on Karl/Karli and the direction they took her character. People that go from sympathetic ideas to unforgivable means, make good villains. I think her more boring elements come from the lack of development she got.

Now on to the negatives.

This show could have been like two hours shorter and still told the same story with the same impact. Also earlier episodes, (maybe later episodes too I might have just gotten used to it and stopped noticing lol), had some weird ADR moments. IDK what happened behind the scenes but it was noticeable.

I would have loved it if one of the episodes was a flashback episode. The Sharon twist was obvious from the first episode she appeared in but like they thought it was good enough to save confirmation for the mid/end of the finale? Both her and Karli would have been benefited from a flashback episode.

Karli should have fought Bucky while Sam was focused on Walker. Sam could have had a moment where he tells him he will never be forgiven and Walker would responded with something similar to "I do what is right. I don't need forgiveness." Then when he becomes USAgent it lands more like the next progression in an arc rather than the redemption arc this could be interpreted as. I personally think this is a stepping stone and not a redemption but the MCU (and Disney) doesnt have a great track record when it comes to handling anything with nuance and the fans have an even worse track record when handling things that arent black and white. I guess my point is they could have handled the John Walker set up better.

Speaking of set up, this entire show was set up. This is my main and only real problem with this show. Nothing felt like it was resolved at the end. Karli even says she was part of a bigger movement. Killing her didn't change the fact a lot of people felt the un blip ruined their lives. People always shit on Tony for wanting to bring people back five years later instead of going back in time but like it had been five years, while some like Steve and Natasha hadn't moved on, others had. Some had better lives. Assuming everyone wanted to back to the way things used to be would also be a mistake. This has consequences too, as we see in these shows. But ruining the lives of the people who had bettered themselves would have been shitty too. And yea some people who had been bettered were worsened once again when the un blip happened but my point is going back and erasing the five years would have been shitty too. There is not really a right answer here as the right answer would have been to either stop the snap before it happened or to come to terms with the fact that the snap can never be undone. Leaving everyone as dead might have hurt, but it was the best thing for a community that had five years of mourning and moving on and counseling ETC. Ooof that was a tangent lol and I could probably write an essay so going back to my original point about set up. The flag smashers, or at least people who think the way they did still exist, Sharon Carter is the powerbroker but Sam and Bucky dont know and now shes back as agent 13, John Walker went from war hero to committing war crimes and his journey as USAgent is just starting, Sam has taken the Cap mantle and is ready to begin acting as Cap, and Bucky is both coming to terms with and moving on from his past. Nothing is actually resolved in this mini series. I know it's supposed to make you excited for the next movie/show/season whatever but have six episodes of little to no payoff IMO made for a flat show.

Building off the set up problem. This show had too much going on. Sam and Bucky each had their own personal journey (The A and B plot depending on the episode), Sam and Bucky being friends and their shared journey (C), John Walker and the Flag Smashers (the D and E plot depending on the episode), Zemo and the Wakandans (F), The PowerBroker/Sharon (G), The boat and Sarah which could be considered part of Sam's plot but since if you cut it out the only thing that actually effected Sam's journey would be the bank in the first episode and yet it still went on till basically the end I'm calling it it's own plot (H), Valentina Allegra de Fontaine, which might be part of John Walker's story but since it's all set up for her to take a bigger role in the future and his set up could be completed without her I'm counts her separately (I), then you have the big meeting at the end, the senators and policy makers making choices the vote that they keep mentioning and once again more set up... (J). 10 ideas by my count, all needed their own set up, follow through, and payoff. And yes some stuff like Valentina the pay off will come later but still... It's all too many plots! And thats not mentioning side characters that were new to the show that they wanted to spend time with but couldn't.

Even though I think the shows aren't comparable/two different genres WandaVision had two more episodes (and yes some were shorter but I already mentioned I think FATWS could have benefited from that), completed all the main plots and had Wanda's journey (A), Vision's journey (B), Agatha, Pietro/Ralph, and the citizens of the hex (C), Outside the hex Monica (D), Outside the hex everyone else and sure you can separate Darcy, Jimmy and Heyward but none of them were setting up future stories or had their own distinctive plot outside the hex thing like Monica so she is the only one I am separating (E), the kids who could be counted as an extension of the Wanda and Vision plots since they didnt really have their own arc or story (F). 6 total. And some of those could be combined. Like I think we should separate Wanda Vision and the kids but technically they are just an extension of Wanda. And same with Monica, her story was mostly intertwined with Darcy, Jimmy and the outside the hex stuff. I separated her since I think she had enough moments to herself and she set up secret invasion or whatever, but like Valentina being a part of John's story it is arguable. Of these plots only the missing witness Jimmy thing, Wanda's post credits moment a moment seperate from everything else, Monica's mid credits i think? moment another one separate from everything else, and white vision were unresolved. They gave Agatha an opening ending but it was still an ending. And yes Darcy Heyward etc will probably come back but the plot they had here was finished. So arguably they had 2/6 unfinished plots. And if you don't count Jimmy's witness as a plot and just count it as an unanswered question then 1/6. And technically white vision is just half a vision and the other vision got a complete plot so really it's 0.5/6 At best they completed 92(ish)% of the plots and left 8 (ish) % for future stuff.

In contrast FATWS only finished Sam's journey into becoming Cap, Zemo and the Wakandans, and arguably Sam and Bucky's friendship. You might be able to argue that Bucky had a full circle moment with the guy whose son he killed, but that is one guy and Bucky has been carrying around a list of people like that guy. It's not the end of a story it is the start of a journey. And maybe it is possible to say the boat thing had an ending kinda. 2/10 completed. maybe 3/10 if you wanna push it 5/10. IMO at best they completed 50% of plot set up.

Clearly FATWS is meant to be this way and thats why it bothered me. They want you to watch Cap 4 or whatever they decide to call the theatrical movie that will come after this. I guess I was just expecting it to stand on it's own, and other than Sam's journey into becoming Captain America, which was amazing and deserved in every way, nothing this show did felt like it could have stood on its own. I know it's arguable that was the main story and only story that deserved to end. But I've already pointed out all the other running plots this show had, and I think at least two or three of them should have had follow through in the show.

Someone who plans to never seen an MCU movie after these shows could have watched WandaVision and enjoyed it. That is not the case for FATWS. If you don't plan on watching any MCU stuff in the future you won't know how over half the plots of this show will end. THis isn't even how the movies work. They each tell their own story while also setting up other things, so it is clear they know how to do this.

I can see why Disney decided to submit it as a series and not a mini series. Not only do they not want to compete with themselves (nominating WV as a miniseries) but also this isn't a miniseries.

I guess to conclude I'll say I did really enjoy watching this show. It was fun and there were some great moments. It featured amazing character and amazing actors, but I wish it had bothered to finish more of what it started.

Thank you so much for reading till the end of a post that has surely become unintelligible gloop by now. If you disagree I'd love to hear why!

[inspriredlyuninspired]

The Stalker 

Part 5 

Modern!Ivar x Curvy!Reader. Able-bodied!Ivar, Dark!Ivar. 

Warnings: Swearing, fighting, stalking, panic attack.  

Summary: Y/n finds out who Ivar is, she is terrified that her life is in danger. She does not know if she should bring it up now. But she feels uneasy. 

Word count: 2,025

Third Person POV 

Y/n’s eyes went wide when she saw the door start to open. She looked behind her for signs of Ivar, but she could hear him still in the kitchen. She quickly slides into the office, closing the door behind her. 

She tuns the lights on and looks around, it just looks like a normal office, the nerves in her stomach went away when she went over to the bookshelf looking through the thousands of books he seemed to have. She was about to leave, felling stupid for being suspicious. However, something caught her eye on top of his desk, there was a picture of her. 

The nerves started to grow again, she walked over and gently picked it up. It was a picture of her on a run. 

‘How the hell did he get this?’ She thought. She saw multiple envelopes labeled, “My Little Dove”. She knew those letters were about or for her. She saw a stack of papers about Danish exports, ‘oh great one thing he didnt actually lie to me about’ she thought. 

Luckily she didn’t look through those papers, a picture of her was hidden in there. One night Y/n was changing in front of her window, Ivar thought he had hit the jackpot. Seeing her in just her bra and panties made hime go wild, that picture was tucked away for safe keeping. 

Y/n walked around the desk, and a gasp left her lips. She saw a board with an astonishing amount of pictures of her on it. She looked through them all, she doesnt understand how he got these, unless he had taken them himslef.

At the bottom corner of the board a small piece of paper with the words 

“one day i’ll be your man, not your stalker”

Y/n felt her chest tightening up, she couldnt breath. She could feel the panic attack coming. Thinking of what Ivar could want with her. ‘Does he want to hurt me? Kill me? Kidnap me?’ her thoughts quickly went from what he was going to do to her, to ‘Everyone in my life wants to hurt me. My parents, every friend i ever had and now my first boyfriend.’ She felt betrayed, Ivar had finally made her feel wanted and accepted. When everyone told her something was wrong with you, he told her he was proud of her for what she overcame. 

Y/n quickly left the room and walked into Ivar’s room. Her breathing was so fast paced but, she couldn’t get enough air to her lungs. Her knees buckled and she was now curled up on the groun in the fetal position, trying to calm herself, she was too in her head she did not even hear Ivar calling for her. 

Ivar callled for her but when she didn’t respond he skipped down the hallway looking fo her. 

“Y/n! Little dove its time for dinner! Are you all ready for some movies and cuddles because i know i am-Y/N!” he quickly ran to her side. 

“Little dove what’s wrong?” he was s confused, she was totally fine when he left her to shower. With her hair still being damp he did not think that she had left his room yet, let alone that she found out the biggest secret that he has ever needed to keep. 

“i--i-- ca-can-can’t Bre-breathe” Ivar immediately recognized that she was having a panic attack. He scooped her up into his arms and held her there, close to him. He had read that holding someone having a panic attack can help. After a while it did help, her breathing returned to normal. 

The strength in her body was gone, otherwise she would have pushed herself off of him. She was laying on his chest as he ran his hand through her hair, his back was leaning against the foot of the bed. 

He moved her slightly, and stood up, following by picking her up. He wrapped her legs around his waist and she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck. She had a stone cold look on her face. ‘If he was going to kill me might as well not fight it’ she thought. 

But he was never going to hurt her, thats the part she did not know. 

“you need to get something in yout tummy little dove, lets eat and then we will lay down okay?” Ivar said, in a sweet little voice, not wanting to be overbearing in this delicate moment. All Y/n did was nod her head against his shoulder. 

He sat her down at the table, he sat down next to her. He began to eat but she couldnt bring herself to eat. She felt terrible for seeming ungreatful, he had cooked a beautiful meal and here she was pushing it around on her plate like a child. 

But finding out the man that is now your boyfriend has been stalking you for months tends to make you lose your appetite. 

“What is wrong baby? You havent eaten anything. Do you not like it?-” 

“No Ivar its wonderful. Thank you, i was just in my head thats all.” she gave hime a fake smile and started to eat. Even though she had reason to not want to please him,  she never wanted anyone to feel bad for their kind act. She knows how that feels and wouldn’t wish it on her worst enemies. 

After they ate, Y/n offered to do the dishes so Ivar could shower. He pepered little kisses all over her face, she smiled at them, even let out a little giggle. But remebering the situation at hand her giggles went silent and her smile instantly went away. 

As she did the dishes, she thought of how she was going to bring this up to him, or what she was going to do. 

She was thinking of ways she could talk about this with him, while he was in the shower worrying about her. He knew that she dealt with anxiety but his heart broke seeing her like that. As well as seeing how much her anxiety attack took out of her, how it exhausted her, he wanted nothing more than to take that pain from her and deal with it for her. 

After he got out of the shower he threw on a pair of sweatpants and started making his way out to the kitchen to see her again. It had become habit to jiggle the handle of his office just to make sure its locked, but when he did it and saw it was unlocked his heart dropped to his stomach. 

She knew. She knew everything. ‘Why the fuck was the door not locked?’ He thought to himself.  

His heart was racing as he walked into the kitchen, he was going to let her bring it up first. If she hadn’t seen the pictures he didn’t want ot expose himself. 

“Hi little dove, thank you for cleaning the kitchen it looks beautiful.” 

He wrapped her arms around her and kissed her head, she didn’t melt into him like she normally did.

“lets go sit down and talk about what’s going on baby” He meant talking about her anxiety, but she had differrent plans.

They sat down, Ivar threw y/n’s legs over his lap and had a sweet smile looking at her. He thought that he was going to lose her, the same day that she became his. His world was crumbling to his feet. 

“Ivar, i have a question for you, and please be honest with me.” 

“of course baby, anything.” 

“Did you stalk me? im sorry i went into your office, im sorry for being nosy but then i saw a picture of me and then a lot more pictures and then letters for me, i didn’t read them i just saw “Litle Dove” on them and i assumed they were written to me, its just why did you do that.” she rambled because she was nervous, and she felt the tears formming in her eyes. 

Ivar let out a sigh, he never envisioned this happening. 

“yes, i did but i can explain.” 

“HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THAT IVAR?!?!” Y/n screamed, she stood up wanting to be away from him. 

“Little Dove please sit down so we can talk about this.”

“why should i? what do you want with me, if you want to kill me just do it already. Everyone who i think is going to be good in my life just wants to hurt me. so please get it over with.” 

“Y/N SIT THE FUCK DOWN.” Ivar screamed, Y/n jumped when she heard it. He had told her that he had anger issuses but she never thought that he would scream at her. She sat down not wanting to hear him yell again. 

Ivar felt bad for having to yell, he knew she was very sensitive to yelling because of her past. But he needed ot explain himslef for everything.

“Little Dove, i will never hurt you. That’s part of the reason i did it. I wanted to protect you, but you didn’t know me yet. I’m sorry that it happened like that. I saw you running and i thought you were the most beautiful person i have ever seen. I knew from that day that i had to make you mine. I just never had the courage to talk to you, i wanted to impress you. You know how i told you that i was hated as a child, by everyone. I would not be able to recover from you rejecting me. So i thought i would admire you from afar.” 

“Ivar that is no excuse for stalking me. My privacy feels invaded, i don’t know what you saw and what you haven’t. What do you know about me?”

“Well, almost everything.” 

Y/n nodded as the tears ran down her cheeks. Ivar looked down knowing that she was going to leave. 

“I know that i messed my chances with you completely up. I just want you i had no intntion of hurting you in any way. I wanted to protect you from anything that could hurt you. I wanted to be your guard dog, from your parents, from your personal battles. I have never met a person more perfect than you. Becasue i know you are going to leave, i just need you to know that i love you.” 

There were tears now streaming down his cheeks, he was losing the girl who made his life brighter, the most precious creature to him. 

“Ivar you made me feel valid for my feelings, and now i am questioning if that is genuine.”  “My feelings for you have always been genuine, everything i have said to you has been genuine-”

“How you weren’t showing me your office because it was dirty? what else do i need to know?” 

“Thats the only secret i have, i promise.” 

“its getting late i should probably go home.” Y/n said while staring to walk towards Ivar’s room. 

“Y/n please no, please don’t leave i cant lose you.” Ivar begged, he grabbed her hand and held it close to his heart. 

“Little dove, its storming really bad, please stay the night.” 

“fine. But do not touch me in bed.” Y/n crawled into bed and turned her back towards Ivar’s side of the bed. They laid there in complete silence, y/n facing the wall and Ivar looking at her. Neither of them could sleep. Not after the conversation that they just had. Ivar broke the silence by asking.

“Little dove? i have a question.” 

“what is it Ivar?” her voice was still innocent and sweet but she did sound like she was crying. 

“I have a family party this weekend, in Denmark. If you will come with me and just pretend that you like me, you can leave and press charges against me. I won't fight you on it.” 

“Okay, and for the record i don’t have to pretend that i have feelings for you. I am falling in love with you. That is what is making this so much harder for me.” 

To be continued.......

Taglist: @youbloodymadgenius​ @lostgirl14480​

[im-a-meteorite]

i’ve been marathoning the harry potter movies since im in quarantine and i’ve been taking some notes. i’ll post them all bc why not 

sorcerer’s stone

harry knowing that there’s no post on sunday,, a genius

hedwig’s theme playing when harry looks out of the window and sees an owl flying by, very nice

hagrid doing magic at the house on the rock thing,, wouldnt the ministry be able to track that?? since there’s no wizard that lives there, they should be alerted?? or did they remove the trace from hagrid once he got expelled?? like does it work by the trace only or? bc if it doesn’t work by location then how would they know that a muggle witnessed the magic?? idk anymore

the kids staring at the nimbus 2000 and saying its the fastest model yet,, then the camera zooming on the handle w/ the background blurred -> the most straight forward foreshadowing

hagrid is actually the worst person to take harry on his tour situation,, like bro literally left him in the middle of a train station

the weasleys and harry going to the platform while theres a shit ton of ppl walking around,,, statute of secrecy where??

the great hall is on the first floor?? i thought it was on the ground floor

ew the hats

i wish the movies had dumbledore’s weird few words speeches

“theres not one witch or wizard that went bad that wasnt in slytherin” broooo

mcgonagall is so savage i love her

snape is an asshole

a crap ton of chessboards in the great hall study hall scene,, foreshadowing the challenges?

madam hooch really yeeted herself out of neville’s way

✨🥰 oliver wood 🥰✨✨

harry really wiped the troll buggers on his robe,, disgusting

snapes hair is lowkey on fleek tho,,

making most of the slytherins ugly bc they’re the “evil” house is just a disservice to all the inbreeding

hermione setting snape on fire is truly iconic and very extra tbh like sis why tf would u know a spell like that

seasonal transition wasnt that great tbh

overall the directing style is kinda basic

“not in the restricted section,,” rule breaking hermione is the best hermione

dumbledore’s handwriting is so extra and loopy like tf?? but it fits his character

the hedwig flying season transition was good

“immortal?” “it means you’ll never die.” “i know what it means!”

50 points each for being out of bed??? wtf is this point system

filtch saying there’s werewolves in the forbidden forest,,, thats illegal sir

hagrid calling the trio by their first names but draco by his last,, we love favoritism

harry’s thoughts r so ridiculous,, “snape doesnt want the stone for himself, he wants it for voldemort!” lmaoo wtf,, evidence pls sir,, u don’t even know he was a death eater. was it the bad vibes?? bc same

harry figuring out that the person who gave hagrid the dragon egg is voldy,, a genius

“kill us faster?? now i can relax!!” ron is so iconic i love him

“lucky we didnt panic!” “lucky hermione pays attention in herbology”

how is it that harry’s hand burned quirrel but not the skin on harry’s neck?? that shit makes no sense

yeah i really cant imagine this dumbledore fighting voldy in movie 5

hermione’s headband in the reunion scene is so cute i love it

chamber of secrets:

how is dobby even allowed to just jump on the bed?? like is it bc harry isnt his master that he can do smth like that

“dobby has heard about harry potter’s kindness” or whatever,, bro u work for the malfoys either the elves gossip or draco is waxing poetry about harry

aunt petunia saying “we have ice-cream” after that whole affair is just ridiculous

DIAGONALLY

this seems like the extended version bc i dont remember the borgin and bruks scene to be that long

the close ups with lucius and ginny’s books r insane lmao like chris columbus made it so obvious

also mr weasley’s acting is so funny like its so exaggerated

lucius malfoy is so dramatic and extra we love it

also lucius knowing hermione’s name and “draco’s told me all about you”??? bro whats with draco?? lmaoo

snape really got mad with the whole car business

mandrakes r fucking weird bro how did jkr come up with that

PERCY WALKING WITH PENELOPE CLEARWATER??? HOW DID I MISS THAT??

omg colin had so many lines?? wow

omg erol with the fucking howler,, iconic

ron’s facial expressions?? pure comedy, rupret is so good

LOCKHEART REALLY SAID “GOOD GIRL” THEN WINKED AT HERMIONE

“pesky piksy pescinomy” this bitch dumb

“why is it always me?” poor neville

omfg ✨🥰 oliver wood 🥰✨

ahh using the seeker position for fighting

ew draco used the m-word

the shit the basilisk is saying is so lame lmaoo

how does harry not recognize that he’s hearing a different language?? or does parsaltongue act weird

HOW IS THE WHOLE SCHOOL IN THE SAME CORRIDOR???

“i know the counter-curse that could’ve spared her” bitch the dirty looks he got?? omfg

the movies would’ve been 500% better if they had lee jordan’s iconic quidditch commentary

“scarhead” “TRAINING FOR THE BALLET, POTTER?”

“what did you expect?? pumpkin juice??” madam pomfery is a queen

dobby is dumb dumb

“who am i, hedwig? what am i?”

“reading? i didnt know you could read?”

“look at my face” “look at your tail!”

“you can’t cancel quidditch!”

“oh harry, if you die down there, you’re welcome to share my toilet”

lockheart: do you live here? ron: no *smacks him in the head with a rock*

“voldemort is my past, present and future” are all slytherins this dramatic??

the tension between hermione and ron in the last feast was insane

justin filtch fletchy is so ugly im so sorry i cant

prisoner of azkaban:

im sorry but harry doing underage illegal magic pisses me off every time

aunt marge 🤢

“do they use a cane boy?” “oh yeah, i’ve been beaten loads of times”

that whole scene is so chaotic

“you cant do magic outside of school!” “oh yeah? try me”

sirius really dumb for barking at harry like it makes no sense

the knight bus is probably one of the best things in this movie

“whatcha doing down there??” “i fell over” “whacha fell over for?” “i didnt do it on purpose!” “well come on then, lets not wait for the grass to grow”

harry leans over and looks for the grim, stan: “whatcha looking at?”

“yeah take it away ernie,, its gonna be a bumpy ride”

this whole thing is written and directed so perfectly

i hate how they replaced tom bc it really made no sense

all the bits of magic in the leaky caldron is so genius

fudge reminds me of trump but like dumber

the blue lighting and coloring is just great, it fits the colder vibe of the story (not like HBP with the hazy/blurry effect)

ugh the glass and mirror transitions are one of my favorite things,, alfonso curon really did that 

i love the weasleys,, also everyone looks great in this movie

omg the scene with arthur talking to harry about sirius with the sirius poster always being in sight?? amazing

contrast of light and darkness just echos the whole dementor vs patronus situation

i dont even understand why remus took the train other than for the nostalgia

the lights slowly turning off in the different carriages?? amazing

the visual representation of the dementors’ effect is great

REMUS!!!

i wish there was more emotion from remus when he’s talking about sirius,, like that was one of his only friends

snape clapping literally twice for remus,, ajhshsh

ahh the placement of the slytherin and gryffindor tables right beside each other to increase the tension and further the plot

oh yea the new dumbledore, also cool hat he has

omg the new fat lady painting

omg the candy scene?? so cute i love lads being lads. that scene just echo’s dumbledore’s light in the dark quote bc its storming outside at night and they’re creating a happy environment within the dark especially with the dementors

ah yes the clock references + following the bird to show us important parts of hogwarts and putting the whomping willow in the forefront

ron’s reading of harry’s tea leaves,, still on point tho. ron really has a knack for divination

buckbeak! omg drapple

draco is so hot especially with that ring also the slytherin pins??

“oh yeah, terribly funny, really witty. god, this place has gone to the dogs”

the kids look so messy i love it + harry’s uneven tie

HERMIONE CLINGING TO RONS ARM!!

“its killed me! your gonna regret this, you and your bloody chicken”

omg the boggart lesson

“riddikulus!” “this class is ridiculous”

fuck snape!

draco really pushed someone with his bandaged arm

remus is such an amazing professor i love him and i just miss him so much

ugh harry in this hoodie?? amazing

remus and harry’s conversation with the music :(( lily :((

wtf is that eye painting??

percy screaming about being head boy,, bro stfu

sirius is such a dramatic little bitch i love it

seasonal changes marked by the wimping willow

“turn to page 394”

what a fucking rude ass bitch,, i hate snape

harry really be seeing the grim everywhere

i wish they had “wheres wood?” “trying to drown himself in the shower”

winter transition with hedwig! + clock tower

“come and join the big boys”

i just adore this scene of the twins giving harry the map (bro i really want a series about the marauders)

whos that skinny bitch with draco???

harry’s way too rash tbh

also mcgonagall being also too nonchalant about the whole marauder’s situation?? like those werent your students

remus is a soft boy dark academia icon

if only dumbledore wasnt a dumbass,, remus could have been uncle moony raising harry with sirius

ron’s nightmare scene?? iconic

“my dad didnt strut. nor do i” umm james potter was also a drama queen sooo probably strutting

“you, YOU FOUL LOATHSOME EVIL LITTLE COCKROACH” “hermione no, he’s not worth it”

sirius’ dog form really looks like a rabid dog omfg

the part where hermione grabs harry while she’s on the wimping willow omfg

“only one will die tonight” YOU DRAMATIC BITCH UR NOT MAKING THIS BETTER

“finally the flesh reflects the madness within” “well you’d know all about the madness within, wouldn’t you remus?”

why the fuck is the shreaking shack is swaying in the wind??

QUARRELING LIKE AN OLD MARRIED COUPLE

why the fuck didnt they knock peter out?? like tf?? they’re actually dumb dumb there were so many ways for this to go right

this man really sent 2 13-year-olds on this dumbass mission

buckbeak really beat up remus,, “professor lupin’s having a really tough night”

harry’s a fucking psycho with this patronus bullshit,, i cant

can they stop screaming while flying on buckbeak?? someone might hear them

im still mad sirius didnt get his name cleared,, so much would’ve changed

“we did it” “did what? goodnight” i fucking hate dumbledore and his mindlessness omfg sometimes i wanna punch him in the face

fuck snape for outing remus as a werewolf,,, but also he really didnt have to resign. like istg wheres the marauder energy when it comes to defying everyone??

i wish the movies had went into the marauders’ history :(( its one of my favorite aspects of the series

[pupmon1]

Part one of a work requested by @7-galaxys on discord. References to The Cave and The Storm, though they aren’t required to understand.

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Plum slammed his fist into a stuffed punching bag. The sand filled bag swung back, and in the time it took to swing back, he stepped back and held out his hand. There was a distinct puff of air when the bag hit his open palm and came to an abrupt stop. He stepped back and pressed his hands together, bowing to the opponint.

He paused and put a hand on his chest. Underneath his robe rested the peaceful stone he made a pendant out of. Just touching it made him feel more calm and at peace.

“Hey!”

Plum stopped at the shout and glanced over. Standing in the door way was a familiar face...and one he wished would stay training is solitude, or at least...stay away from him.

Red Pepper, Muay Thai as he was now known, though Peach still called him Peppy, to get under his skin, approached with a smile. “Plum! Hey!”

Plum frowned a little and and crossed his arms. “Are you here for a spar, or to tease me?” Plum didn’t feel like dealing with his fake kindness. It was no secret to either that they did not like each other. They were civil in front of others….sometimes. But no one watched them now. So they did not need such civility.

“Ah, you’re so limited!” Muay Thai said with a laugh. He approached with open arms, and a large smile. At first, he seemed more relaxed...then a twitch. Plum stepped back, barely in time to dodge what would’ve been an underhanded knee to the stomach. “Why not both?” the reckless warrior said with a laugh.

Plum growled and steadied his stance. He pulled his arms inward, blocking Muay Thai’s powerful fists and elbows from slamming into his chest and stomach.

“You still go by Plum, eh?”

“Not all of us wish to cast off our pasts.”

Plum danced back, trying to stay out of range, or at least out of range of a firm elbow to the head. Muay Thai kept advancing, Plum had to keep turning to avoid getting cornered by a wall. Though at every turn, his opponinte would slam his elbow into the side of his head, or move in for a grapple.

“Where’d ya get that? Ninja?” Muay Thai pushed foward and grabbed Plum’s head, pulling down into a firm knee. Plum turned his head so it smashed into his cheek. Then he got pushed away. “You’ve been spending a lot of time with him ya know.”

“That’s none of your business!” Plum snapped, throwing a punch at Muay Thai. He could feel the air moving around his knuckles.

“It’s almost funny,” Muay Thai laughed as he ducked to one side. He turned into the duck, kicking Plum in the side. He knocked him off balance, then followed through with an elbow.

Plum couldn’t keep his balance, and he was sent to the ground. Muay Thai chuckled and crouched over him. “Really it’s helarious. You really think he likes you, don’t you?”

Plum’s eyes narrowed and he looked up at his rival. “What are you talking about?”

“I mean...I really don’t think he cares about anybody, least of all a weakling like you.”

“I’m not weak!”

“You’re weak in every sense of the word! Especially compared to Ninja. He’s a more compient fighter, he’s the smartest person to set foot on this mountain, and spiritually? He blows someone like you out of the water.”

“I. Am. Not. Weak.”

“Only weaklings cheat.”

“I don’t cheat!”

Muay Thai grinned and leaned in. “I saw Peach carrying you. You didn’t earn it...she carried you to a reward you shouldn’t have gotten.” Plum went pale, and Muay Thai kept speaking. “You’re too weak to keep your balance….too stupid to learn to swim….and too spritually corrupt to earn it honestly. Do you really think Ninja would like anyone like you?”

Plum said nothing. Muay Thai chuckled and patted him on the head before leaving. Though he stopped by the entry way and called back. “You haven’t even seen his face, have you?”

Silence was his answer.

“Yeah I thought not. He cares...but he still hides everything he is. He doesn’t really care, does he?”

Again silence. Muay Thai just turned and left.

Plum's thoughts started racing. Why was Ninja with him? He was weak...he was nothing compared to that skilled cookie! His mind darted from event to event…

Ninja's voice was so soft when they were alone.

It was just pity.

Ninja always took care of him, bandage him when he's hurt himself.

Of course he did! They were brothers in arms...they didnt need to be anything more for that to happen.

Plum has seen Ninja at his weakest! That means something right?

Yeah...he was so weak he knew how to hide it...Ninja jus- No!

Plum gripped his head and trembled. No! He's not letting his doubt warp that! His breathing quickened, and his body trembled. His thoughts were becoming too much.

He pulled his hands away, pulling out his pendant and grasping the stone between his hands. He needs to stop. He needs to calm his thoughts...calm himself down.

His doubt ate a hole in him...but he pushed nothing into it and shoved it away. He had to. Just calm down. Just breath and calm...find the center. Calm down. There's no reason to let it get at him.

Just breath...calm down. Shove it all away. There's no reason Ninja would actually like him. And that's fine….he didn't expect Ninja to actually like him. Ninja was his superior. But if it made him happy, to keep the delusion until it tires him...fine.

[pwnyta]

Full Endgame spoilers/review:

(TL;DR: It was really fucking good. Theres some bad obviously but overall worth it. Even after reading the spoilers and feeling like I may not like it as much as I thought I would... I actually liked it more.)

- - So as I said I loved the movie I had some gripes but overall I thought it was one hell of a fun, entertaining movie. I'll go by each characters story in my review saving Cap and Tony for last.

Natasha- Honestly? Though I think the MCU dropped the ball on the 0G6 being a believable family... I think Nats role in this movie was sweet. I really like the scene where Tony Nat and Bruce were laying down talking about Strange and the stones. It was really cute but it really made me wish we got to see this earlier. Joss dropped the ball hard in AoU. Ive said it one and I'll say it again. AoU should have been the movie where the Avengers were a solid unit throughout the movie.Nats death was... heroic but honestly her and Clint beating the shit out of each other because neither could stand the thought of the other being sacrificed was kinda funny and cute which is jarring to the story. It kinda sucks that she was fridged before the final battle though.

Clint- What are the fucking odds that every one of his family was dusted? But w/e. Clint having a wild sword battle in Japan... it was ridiculous and weird and IDK what they were thinking with that scene but it was played really dramatically but I laughed? Cuz it was so over the top and silly... even though he just slit that guys throat and Nats like :c Clint~ honey no its fine... and they hold hands over the guys warm corpse. LMFAO WHAT!? Im at least happy his kids got him back if nothing else.

Bruce- ... Bruce with Hulks big green body? NICE. Thats gonna have some interesting fanart I can already tell and I lift my glass to you. I once tried to draw a little comic where Bruce and Hulk separated but also had swapped bodies.... so Bruce had Hulks body but I never did finish it I wonder if I still have it saved somewhere. Anyways. Honestly? I found Bruce in this movie to be equal parts funny and annoying? Like it was a bit jarring sometimes that he was so lighthearted despite everything.

Thor- When I read the spoilers I thought I was gonna really dislike Thor but watching it I understood where Thor was coming from and I couldnt really blame him for spiraling and its not like anyone close to him seemed to even check up on him despite clearly knowing where he was. Im really sad that it took all those years and only until he was needed for someone to try and talk Thor through what he was going through. Im not annoyed with Thor. Im annoyed with the rest of them (minus Tony and I guess Clint? Considering.). Bruce was his friend in Ragnarok, Nat keeps talking about them being family, and Steve is their leader where the hell were they? Unless im missing something... I guess Valkyrie too but shes been picking up his slack as a leader and was holding the Asgardians together so I can cut her some slack. ANYWAYS. Thor was kinda funny in the movie but it was kind of hard to enjoy his goofiness. It kind felt like Tony in IM2. Speaking of Im glad Tony seemed really tolerant of Thors drunk behavior... I was sure he would throw a lot of shots like Rocket did. I wish they had a moment to talk about Thor self medicating with booze... Tonys been there. I get why they couldnt really but.. His scene with Frigga was really nice. Frigga is a bad bitch raised by witches and shit.... she knows all~ A wise woman that Frigga.

Scott- HOLY SHIT Did I love Scott in this movie. He was soo funny and cute... and bullied a lot. You know I have a thing for easily bulliable character. And Scott just got spanked left and right. His helpless goofiness reminded me of Harry from KKBB a little. He bounced off everyone well and it makes me kinda wish he was one of the OG6 instead of Clint. He was more of the heart that kept the Avengers together than anyone. Also him and Tony talking about Caps ass? HILARIOUS. Bisexual icons honestly. 'That suit did nothing for your ass.' 'No one asked you to look!' 'I think you look great Cap as far as Im concerned thats Americas ass!' and then later Caps all 'That IS Americas ass.' Unbelievable. But his best scene is still him reuniting with Cassie. She was so big! Im so happy she got her dad back... but Bruces failed time travel machine scene.... that was a close second. 'Somebody peed my pants... idk if it was baby me or old me........ or me me.' Also the 'whats up regular sized man' scene is longer and more hilarious than the preview showed. FUCK YOUR TACO SCOTT. At least Bruce is nice to him. I ship GreenAnt a little. Rocket petting Scott and mockingly calling him a puppy. SAME.

Rhodey- JESUS RHODEY. Speaking of hilarious idiots. Im glad he got a bigger roll in this movie but he didnt hug Tony when he got back so whats the point? BUT W/E... He was hilarious and amazing. It was nice to see him step up as one of the sorta leaders after the snappening. But he was also A HUGE FUCKING DORK THE ENTIRE WAY THROUGH. Thinking that a secret cavern with a spooky name would be boobytrapped like in Indiana Jones and trying to convince Nebula to be careful. Naming a bunch of shitty time travel movies to prove a point about time travel (with Scotts help) and going back in time to kill baby Thanos...and Bruce was like 'yeah... no...' and him fucking TRASHING the magic of the iconic opening scene of the first GotG where Quill is dancing.... 'so hes an idiot?' RHODEY PLEEEEAAASSSEEEE have mercy. Him and Nebula are a trip. Also I made a note to mention Don Cheadles BEAUTIFUL soft voice. So here it is. I love Don Cheadles beautiful soft voice. He had too few scenes with Tony but their first scene when Tony starts freaking out and hes trying to get Tony to calm down was pretty good... and god that ending.... ;-; How come Rhodey got NO lines while Tony was dying? But also in the same position I dont think Id have any words either. I too would just cry. And did... for Tony. But yeah besides his lack of scenes with Tony I really loved Rhodeys scenes. I usually do. Hes adorable.

Nebula: Sweetie... You are just amazing. Shes legit one of the best most solid characters in the movie. The opening scenes between her and Tony? FUCKING adorable. Im sad we dont see more of them after the time skip. I also wish we got a longer scene of Neb and Rocket talking when she gets to earth... I guess just seeing them sit together sadly was enough to portray the emotions but.... I MEAN. More Nebula wouldnt hurt anyone. Having to see two tortured versions of Nebula was upsetting. Future Nebula who lost so much and past Nebula still under Thanos' thumb. 'You can change!' 'He wont let me' OOF. Im sad that past Nebula was killed... but appreciate that even in that moment past Gamora was upset to see her be killed. Im glad with Present Neb, Gamora was so easily heel-face turned. She loves her sister. Also their moment after past Gamora beats up present Quill was hilarious 'Really? This is the guy?' 'The choices were him or a tree.' WHAT ABOUT DRAX, NEBULA?! I know I said I may not watch any MCU movies after this but I might tune in for GotG3 for Nebula (and Thor).

Steve: I actually ENJOYED Steve in this movie for the most part. For the first time in any movie... even by himself I kind of enjoyed Steve. Especially the scene when hes fighting himself and his past self says 'I can do this all day' and hes like 'Tst... yeah I know... okay' Like he was sick of his own damn bullshit. And frankly? Same. Also him whispering 'Hail hydra' to get the scepter? Hilarious. I cant help but see it as a knock at that shitty Hydra Cap comic that everyone hated. But despite me enjoying Steve for most of the film... the MCUs inability to write a good romance and pretending like Steve and Peggys relationship was a peak or something completely undoes it all. It would still NOT BE GREAT regardless but the fact the RUSSOS are the ones who brought Sharon into TWS in the first place makes it SO MUCH WORSE that Steve dipped out. Steve should have moved on... even if it wasnt with Sharon. They could have at least MENTIONED HER but they knew they couldnt because then it would be too highlighted that Steve is a fucking FUCK BOY who used the niece of the woman he loved as a surrogate and that him going back to the past means hes gonna be meeting little Sharon at some point. Also? Really? Steve you have this whole new family you supposedly love and can live your life with but you rather go back in the past because the first woman who was nice to you was there? Move on. Its so fucking weird that hes so obsessed with her. You have your childhood friend and the rest of your new friends... and supposedly a girlfriend. IDK how anyone could be happy with that ending for him. But I guess its in character... remember the note he sent Tony 'I've been on my own since I was 18.' What about Bucky? He was there with you and you had family in the Avengers supposedly. Natasha seemed to think so. YOURE SUCH A FUCKIN SCUMBAG STEVE. Jesus.

Tony: First of all Id just LOVED his scenes with Nebula as I said. He sat there patiently teaching how to play paper football and held her win. It was REALLY cute. When he passed out she picked him up off the floor and sat him down on the chair and pat him. REAL CUTE. He nicknamed her 'The Blue Meanie' its cute and he tried to give her the last of their food but she insisted he eat it. Bobbos eyes never looked more gorgeous than in that scene where Carol finds them honestly. Tonys I told you so was really really sad. It had a lot of feeling like that scene in AoU when he laughs hysterically and starts ranting? Rhodey tried to calm him down but he just ripped into Cap. Also he yanked off his arc reactor and I FULLY JUMPED IN PANIC because I forgot it wasnt in him. I fully flinched. But he pulled his heart out and gave it to Steve and then passed out. Tony and Peppers daughter is ADORABLE. And her interactions with Tony are so sweet. Domestic Tony is lovely. I love that when Steve and the gang roll up on him Morgan runs out during their discussion and is like 'Mom told me to come and save you....' and hes like 'Well Ive been saved!' REAL CUTE. Also he swore and his daughter copied him and hes like NOOOOO!!!!!!! LMAO. LANGUAGE Tony. Tony is motivated to fix things seeing that pic of him and Peter. Hes such a softie. IM REALLY REALLY SAD that we finally see Pepper kinda GET Tonys need to be Iron Man and is like 'But could you rest?'. The one time she encourages him to go back to be Iron Man and he fucking DIES. Im so sad for Pepper. But that scene between them where shes like 'We'll be ok.... you can rest now.' FUCK. Im crying again. That scene between him and Steve- 'Someone shoula warned you~' 'You did...' 'Oh did I? Thank god Im here' has the same energy as 'Who taught you how to dance?' 'You did.' 'Well Ive done a marvelous job!' It was pretty great. Tonys nicknames for Scott are 'Pissant' and 'Thumbelina.' Im not OVERLY fond of his scenes with Howard. But honestly? My brother is the same way with our dad... he just chooses to forget the bad stuff and focus on the few good times. I cant do that but if it made Tony happier then VERY WELL. I wish Tony coulda talked to Jarvis too tho... just a word... anything? Best Tony scene is Peter babbling about how he musta passed out because Tony was gone and and and and Tony just hugs him so tightly and Peters hugs back and is like :D 'this is nice'! Though that STARK contrast of them after Tony uses the gauntlet... and Peter is like 'Mr Stark... we won... we did it... no Mr Stark...' Big Simba and Mufasa feels (and kind of Hughes and Elicia tbh). Not cool Disney. I was already crying. Rhodey was the first to reach Tony and Tony couldnt say ANYTHING to anyone and Rhodey just pets his cheek... Tony was just looking around as his family just has to watch helplessly as hes dying and Pepper tells him its ok. His funeral was really nice. He recorded a message for everyone kind of like his message for Pepper on the ship. Everyone was there... I think even Harley (Im really sad we didnt see them get reunited even once). The scene with Happy and Morgan was really sweet. 'I'll buy all the cheeseburgers you want....' It was cool to because... ya know.... Jon Favreau. He got a really beautiful end. I wish he could just retire and live with Pep and Morgan... but if he had to die... that was a really lovely sendoff. SO ALL IN ALL. Awesome movie. I didnt get to see past elderly Steve passing the shield off to Sam... I'll have to rewatch it again when theres a better version. Especially for that fucking STUNNING end battle. Even with the shitty cam I watched it looked AMAZING and I cant wait for it in HD.

[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

3AM Drive - Thru (JJK x You x The8/Minghao)// Chapter 13

MASTERLIST

“Jeon Jungkook?” Y/N exclaimed, she cant help but smile so widely. Jungkook chuckled.

“We are halfway around the world away from home, and of all the faces and all the places, we had to meet each other. If this is not fate, then I dont know what this is,” Jungkook walked over to Y/N, grinning with his bunny teeth showing.

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Its only been a few days, but Minghao is going crazy. He tried to reach Y/N, texting and calling but not once was it answered. Worse, the text is not even delivered. Is she really that mad at him to the extent that she dont even bother to open her phone? Is she busy? She did go there for business meetings afterall. Did something happen to her phone? Worse, did something happen to her?

So many thought crowding his mind and he knows, no matter how he tries to distract himself with dancing or helping Hoshi with new cheographies, only a reply from Y/N can ease his mind.

His mind returned back to the night of the party while he slide down at the corner of the practice room.

After he send the text to Y/N and told her that he will be out as soon as he meets the new girl group, he quickly grabbed his clothes and change. Totally forgetting to take out his phone from the suit he is currently wearing.

Once arrived at the after party, their manager gather them together and introduce them to the representative of a cosmetic brand that is interested to cast them and the new girl group for their new advertisement campaign.

After the formalities and unofficial agreements has been made, the representatives tells them to let loose and share a toast. Minghao politely refused at first, but both the manager and S.Coups glared at him, silently telling him not to be rude. One shot of toast turn to many others as apparently business people have many things to toast to.

He’s guessing that is when he got insanely drunk as his alcohol tolerance was never high anyway. Bits and pieces of him dancing, laughing and being extra friendly with the girl group members came back to him. Even in his drunk state, the thoughts of Y/N is still evident in his mind but he cant even seem to remember his own name at that moment, let alone that Y/N is waiting for him somewhere outside in the cold.

What he does remember is him helping one of the girls home. She, apparently is a lot drunker than he is and had drunk forced him to help take her home. With his already half sober state, he helped her back to her apartment. While trying to help her enter the building, she grabbed him out of the sudden for a kiss and that must be when the papparazzi snapped the photos. The photos that Y/N had seen. He immediately push her away, asks the building doorman to help her and call a car to get home. He straight away passed out when he reached his room, too tired and too drunk to think of anything else.

The memories of that night makes him shudder. He swears that he wont ever touch a drink again, even for formalities or business deals, never again. Maybe except on his weddjng day with Y/N. Minghao shakes his head to that thoughts. Yeah right, like she would ever even speak to him again.

Despite not receiving any respond from Y/N, Minghao still keeps on trying. He sends long text messages explaining the situation, asking, no, begging, for forgiveness and daily good morning and good night texts, hoping that when Y/N finally opens her phone, she will understand and maybe forgive him. As for now, Minghao can only wish for the days to come faster, yearning for the day Y/N was scheduled to come back from her trip. He promise himself, if by some miracle Y/N forgives him and still wants him, he will finally succumb to his feelings and never letting her go ever again.

Days passed by, and nothing change. Minghao still tries to distract himself with extra practice and dancing, and he still relentlessly texting and calling Y/N, which still have her phone off.

“Oh shit,” a voice from across the practice room snap him back to reality. Minghao looked up from his phone to see DK, Mingyu and Seungkwan looking at him. They seem to be gathering around, looking at something Mingyu is showing on his phone. And by the way they were looking at him now, he’s pretty sure its something related to him. Is it rumors about him and the girl group again?

“What?” Minghao is irritated.

“Nothing hyung,” Seungkwan quickly hide the phone behind him.

“Okay now I know its definitely something,” Minghao gets up and snatched the phone away. All three of them, including Seungkwan, who has been thoroughly informed by Mingyu, knows about the ‘tragedy’ between him and Y/N, and they know better not to mess with him when he’s in this kind of mood.Minghao sends them a death glare and looks at the phone.

BTS’ JEON JUNGKOOK & SONG Y/N SPOTTED IN A CAFE IN SPAIN! Are they on a secret romantic getaway together?

Below the headlines are photos of Jungkook and Y/N sharing a cozy lunch in a small cafe in the middle of Spain. Most importantly, they are laughing and happy. Minghao almost threw the phone against the wall if its not for DK who went to snatch the phone away from him.

Is this why you didnt even bother to power on your phone? Was I right? Did you finally realize your feelings for me are just temporary and gone back to Jungkook?

And as if the universe is mocking him, his phone dings, indicating a text message is received. He eyed the screen to see who’s the sender.

Y/N ♡

———————————————————– “You cant be serious?!” Y/N screamed. She’s not one to loose her temper easily, especially when its towards an innocent worker.

The airport staff just told her that they have lost, no, quoting them 'misplaced’ all her luggage. After a long night of not sleeping yesterday, jetlegged and the emotional stress with what happened with Minghao, Y/N just feels like punching somebody right now. And the staff who delivered her the god awful bad news seems like a very good candidate. What kind of business class flight is this? This is why she should have listen to her father and just take the company private chartered flight. But no, she just had to insist on taking the normal flight.

“We..we are sorry miss. But we will find the misplaced luggage in 72 hours,” the airport staff stuttered. Y/N close her eyes and rubbed her temples.

“Fine! Like there’s anything I can about it anyway. But be informed that I will never ever board your flight company again! And a very personal complain will be sent straight to your CEO!” she huffed and walked away. The staff just nodded weakly. It was not in Y/N’s nature to get angry and act rude to others, but she just cant take anymore bad news today.

“Dont worry miss. We will straight away plan a shopping trip to replace all your lost belongings after you are well rested,” her assistant rush to catch up with her fast pace.

“Fine,” Y/N rummaged through her carry on and finally realized something. “Arghhhhhh,” her scream almost gave her already frightened assistant a heart attack.

“Miss are you alright?”

“My phone is in my luggage! My lost luggage!”

After she had send the last message to Minghao, she was so upset to the point she immediately turn it off and carelessly just threw it inside her luggage. She cant and wont be using it on the plane anyways. Especially she knows that Minghao must be having a terrible hangover and there’s no way in hell he would be awake at 7am.

Y/N did look forward to read his explanation, if there is any, or any reply from him once she reached her destination. As much as what happenned last night upset her and broke her heart, she stills believes in Minghao. She believes that he wont do that to her on purpose. He won’t, wouldn’t he? He said he love her, didnt he? And now… this shit happen!

“We..we can also buy a new phone, miss,” her assistant stuttered. Praying to God that Y/N wont scream at her this time.

“What’s the point… it will take time to reconfigure it again for me to get all my texts and stuff, and that is if they can retrieved it,” Y/N almost feels like crying now. “I guess I’ll just wait for them to return my luggage,”

After a relaxing shower and a nice short nap, Y/N is ready for her shopping trip to find a few neccessities for the next few days until her luggage is found. She still have about 2 days before all her meetings start, and she plan to use it wisely on food and shopping.

Y/N had requested to go on her shopping trip alone and ask her driver to just take the car and wait for her at a coffee shop. She knows she can spend hours in one shop alone and she understands how boring it is for a middle age man to follow her around for things like that.

After a couple of hours, and with dozens of shopping bags in tow (of course she bought more that just to replace her lost belongings), Y/N spotted a cafe not far away and decide to take a short tea break before continuing round two.

As she was balancing all her purchases between her two hands and steadying herself to walk on the cobble stone walkway in her 5 inch heels, a man who seems in a rush bumped into her, causing her to fall flat on her butt, all her bags strewn everywhere. The man says a quick sorry and rushed off, not even bothering to check if she was okay.

Seriously, can today get any worse?

“Excuse me miss, let me help you,” a man addressed her in English, picking and passing her one of her bags and offering her a hand to help her up. She brushed the dust off her skirt and looked up to the man, ready to thank him.

“Jeon Jungkook?” Y/N exclaimed, she cant help but smile so widely. Jungkook chuckled.

“We are halfway around the world away from home, and of all the faces and all the places, we had to meet each other. If this is not fate, then I dont know what this is,” Jungkook pulled Y/N up, grinning with his bunny teeth showing.

“Its so so so nice to see a familiar face!” she jumped to hug him, hands around his neck. After the day she had, it is really nice to see someone familiar. Y/N is too caught up in her happiness that she didnt realize she is hugging Jeon Jungkook a little too intimately.

Jungkook, on the other hand, can feel his heart beating faster and faster because of her actions. Calm down, Jungkook. It’s just a friendly hug.

“Wow, someone seems to be happy to see me! You must be having a bad day, Y/N,” he teased. “But by looking at that,” he points to the shopping bags strewn everywhere , “I might be wrong,” he laughs.

“Oh shut up! I am having a bad day. The worse actually,” Y/N playfully smack his chest. Jungkook laughs and helps her pick up all her shopping bags.

“Let’s go for a drink, and you can tell me all about your bad day,”

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“Andddd that’s what happen. I mean, I could have been kidnap right now and my team wont even have a way to contact me. Well, atleast now I can get kidnap in a stylish outfit,” Y/N raised one of her shopping bags. Jungkook chuckle.

“By the way, what are you doing here? You didnt tell me you were also flying out yesterday,”

“We are here for a fansign and a photoshoot for our summer package promotions,” Jungkook explains. The thought didnt cross his mind yesterday to tell Y/N that he is also flying out. Nothing crosses his mind that night actually. His thoughts were consumed by Y/N and Y/N alone.

Just sitting there in front of her in McDonald’s, wearing his beautifully tailored suit and her in such a gorgeous dress, he never felt happier. They were talking and joking and laughing just like old times and Jungkook wishes for nothing more than wanting that moment to last forever.

And now, so far away from home, she ended up in front of him again. Talking about her day so animatedly. Telling him things like they had never went through a bad time. Laughing with him like he never broke her heart. Jungkook cant help but just stare at her. If only you are still mine. He shakes his head and smile.

“Y/N, if you have time during your trip, maybe we can explore the city together? The hyungs never wants to go around with me,” Jungkook pouts.

“Hey, what a great idea! I’m all alone anyways. My team never wants to explore places with me. Something about 'not wanting to hang around with the boss’. I’m an amazing boss, and I’m also a great friend! I dont understand whyyy,” Y/N complains.

Her pouty action makes the butterflies in Jungkook’s heart went on a rampage. He shows his bunny smile, “Great. Then I will pick you up at your hotel everyday when we are both done with our things okay?”

Y/N simply nodded. Not sensing anything other than maybe Jungkook is really trying to reconcile their friendship. Y/N suddenly grab his hand.

“Let me send all my things to the car and let’s go to the beach before we go home. Its almost sunset!” Y/N excitedly jumped up from her seat. Jungkook just agree. Y/N asking him to go to the beach with her, laughing with him, agreeing to sight see with him everyday in a foreign city…

If this is a dream, he dont ever want to wake up.

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“I’m sorry it took longer than expected Miss,” the airport staff apologized profusely. Y/N just nodded, says a quiet thanks and wheeled all her luggage away. To be honest, she is still angry about the incident but right now she just wants to get back to the hotel and dig her phone out.

The first thing she did once she reached her room is plug in the charger. Once her phone lights up, she quickly finds the name she had wanted to reach for days now. She starts reading all his texts. More tears starts strraming down her face with every text she reads. He had explained the situation. He had asked for forgiveness. Although apparently he didnt actually went home with the girl, he did get drunk and left her alone in the cold to party and kiss the said girl. Y/N knows he doesnt mean it but still, what he did hurt. She can forgive hin for being stood up, the drunkeness, but the girls? Of everything he can forgive a man for, infidelity is definitely not one of it. But is it cheating if they are not even together?

Just then, her phone dings, indicating a new text message. Minghao. She quickly clicks the icon.

I love you Song Y/N. Please come back to me.

Y/N close her eyes and let the tears flow. Since the night that she confessed, Minghao never actually says he loves her again so directly. She knows he finally believe her when she said that she’s sure of her feelings for him, but she really dont know, at this moment, if she can forgive what he did so easily. Minutes passed, and she finally typed back a reply.

I’m sorry. I need time.

———————————————————– Chapter 14 Preview (FINAL EPISODE)

Jungkook kneeled down on one knee, one hand holding hers and another one holding open a small ring box.

“I dont want to ever lose you again. I dont ever want to feel regret for letting you walk out from my life ever again. Song Y/N, I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you, showering you with the love that you deserve. Will you marry me?”

With tears streaming down her cheeks, Y/N smiles.

Minghao quickly turns away from what he saw. It seems that his one mistake will haunt him forever. It costs him to lose the love of his life.

[tumblunni]

“SO WHY DO U WANT 2 HUG THIS TRASH GRANDPA, BUNNI” post

Okay, i figured since, well, that one goddamn wifi event is That One Goddamn Wifi Event, I may as well make a short post about it so people who weren’t able to see it can understand how it fuckin Blew My Mind when I was a teenager and plunged me into the fandom hell for the most obscure unloved jerkass grandpa who may or may not even be the guy this vague tantalizing mystery plot point is even about, and AAAA

So yeah here we go, transcript of the event text (thanks, Bulbapedia!) and some general summary of the context of who da fuk dis Charon is, and hopefully maybe at least one more person shall now understand this tiny fandom for a tiny gremp!

~The Context Of Charon~

(skip all this if you just wanna get to the wifi event transcipt)

If you haven’t played DPPT and don’t plan to: The villain team of Sinnoh is Team Galactic, a bunch of silly guys in space costumes with a rad jazz theme tune and a surprising level of competance in a terrifying plan to erase the universe and replace all emotion with infinate silence. Also, interesting moral ambiguity cos most of them are either oblivious or outright good, just being manipulated by the team’s super scary badass leader Cyrus who’s led them to believe they’re going to ‘fix’ the world to end all sadness for everyone. This weird complexity behind goofy nonsense hair people is what got me hooked on them as my faves!

So who is Charon in particular? Diamond and Pearl got a third version called Platinum that fixed a bunch of glitches and unfinished graphics and expanded upon the rushed endgame, etc. It also (for some reason) added one single extra member to Team Galactic, as seen here on the second furthest from the right. Charon is a grumpy grandpa and he literally does nothing in the plot. Its really confusing why he was actually added, he only gets more than two lines of dialogue if you pursue a secret sidequest waaaaay in the postgame, and he still gets like.. SIX lines of dialogue and not even a boss fight. Poor dude barely exists in this game! So what’s weird is that this wifi event kinda contains more dialogue for him than he ever got in the main game, and it at least gives him a purpose for being here- to introduce the new transformations for Rotom that were added in this wifi event. But it just seems pretty badly handled cos he never even appears in the event and there’s a lot of fan debate that it isnt even meant to be him, blablabla. And he still doesn’t do anything UNLESS you get this wifi event, which is really unfair and probably contributes a lot to his unpopularity, okay sorry I’m starting to ramble...

Basically, all you need to know is that Charon is a grumpy grandpa who does literally nothing in the plot.

The Establishing Of The Grump Gramp This is... kinda necessary to know why this thing hit me so hard in the emotions? This is why I don’t think it would work as well if Mystery Wifi Event Flashback Person actually ISNT Charon. All we see of Charon in his VERY FEW non-optional dialogues is that he is vain, cynical, pompous, greedy and for some reason obsessed with talking like a complete tool. And he’s SO MUCH this that he doesn’t even have any loyalty to his fellow villains, he exists to be like.. The More. Everyone else is some degree of honorable dude doing what they do cos they believe in a good cause, Charon is that one teammate that’s too evil even for the rest of them. Or, like, at least too petty? He’s an eternally incompetant comic relief dumbass who never even has enough imagination to do anything genuinely evil, he’s somehow less dangerous than his morally ambiguous teammates! He’s just sitting here like ‘fuq yeh i luv bein evil cos i can swipe the pocket change outta dis vending machine’, then somehow it falls on him and shatters his old man spine. Meanwhile his boss is being all ‘I want to make a world of smiles!’ *collapses the universe into a black hole and literally summons poke-satan* So ANYWAY the relevant point is that you can see why he’s THE SINGLE MOST UNEXPECTED person to suddenly get a sympathetic backstory!

Some transcript of his tiny non-wifi-event dialogues for comparison of how much of an absolute prick this man be:

” It seems quite obvious to me, Charon, the genius even the boss recognizes.” "Humph. Saturn and even Cyrus fall to a mere child... Perhaps another option needs to be considered. One befitting the genius of Charon!" [This is basically his only dialogue in a normal game run, aside from expositioning a few things that were said by other people in the previous version.]

Postgame optional dungeon text:

“What do they see in Cyrus? Immature, overthinking buffoon. He goes through the trouble of assembling Team Galactic for what? Ultimately, he destroys his own creation for his ludicrous vision. It's no thanks to him that I have to struggle with the pieces." “The young can live with their dreams. I prefer to remain firmly in reality. And for that, money is paramount.” “ With this Magma Stone, I will awaken the legendary Heatran! I will control the volcano's eruptions to extort money by the millions! Fear me! “ [cue him being defeated offscreen in a cutscene by someone else] "...Uh, what are you saying? I know nothing! Extorting with Heatran? Merely the blathering of this harmless old man! All said in jest! Besides, among Team Galactic's Commanders, I was the most junior..." [Seriously, you don’t even get to see what Heatran even is! its just an optional scene to go back after he’s gone and catch the thing.]

So yeah he does literally nothing and all we know is that he’s a jerk and he betrays his evil team only to fail horribly at being his own villain also that he has a Rather Specific Speaking Pattern, which will come up later in linking him to that wifi event BUT ANYWAY literally the rest of the team walks away and leaves him to his fate cos he’s such a jerk literally Jupiter says he’s ‘not fun anymore’ literally a man dressed in a boulder costume bitchslaps him with a giant frog its like the biggest fuckin smackdown and the player didn’t even need to participate, he just self-destructed mid cutscene farewell two paragraphs of dialogue granddad, we will probably never remember you ever

B U T

~ The Transcipt Of The Fabled Wifi Event ~

Extra context: this was probably the worst handled of all the horribly handled wifi events. Makes sense at least, sinnoh was like the beta test for whether such a thing could actually be possible in this series. i’m glad they’re more accessable nowadays, but what sucks is that now we don’t seem to even get as many Actual Events, instead they’re just a plain gift of a pokemon via trade without a fun cutscene :( But yeah it was only accessable for a one month period when the game first released, and the item you got in the vent didnt have enough clues about where and how you were meant to use it in order to find the secret room, unless you already knew it was connected to Charon.

The item for the event is the Secret Key, which is somehow charmingly the least secret secret of all time

You take this to one random spot on a random wall in one of two separate Team Galactic HQs in this game, and the whole damn wall vanishes to reveal Charon’s Secret Lab/The Rotom Room

Here, you can turn Rotom into any of its new transformations. And then, completely optional, is a hidden backstory for this one terrible granddad! The notebook on the bottom desk explains how the transformations work, gameplay-wise, and also ‘hey this secret lab belongs to me specifically, Charon’ The notebook up to the top right on top of the box which you might not have noticed, and might have assumed would just contain more boring tutorials? Hoo boy dude, 99% OF THE EVENT DIALOGUE is in that thing! And you’d think a second hand flashback entirely through longwinded narration would be terrible but man somehow it really just worked for me. RIP my soul, cause of death: this

SO LETS GET GOING TO THE MEAT OF THIS POST, MY FRIEND

If you don’t feel like scrolling thru this textdump, I’d reccommend Chuggaaconroy’s excellent lets play of platinum, where he read out the journal here. (16:25, talks about the various wifi event failures first.) Or if you watch this earlier episode (17:15) you can see the whole mini-dungeon where you can catch Rotom in the first place, which isn’t necessary to understand all this but its still super cool. If you do feel like scrolling, here have the appropriate music, or the appropriate music: anime orchestrated version

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"It's an old notebook. There's no telling how old it is."

Our encounter was a sudden one. It was when I found my toy robot, one that I had earlier misplaced. At that instant, a Pokémon startlingly emerged from the lawn mower's motor! Clutching my robot, I stared, transfixed by the peculiar Pokémon.

The Pokémon hovered in the air, held aloft by a power unseen. As if curious and unafraid of my presence, it floated toward me. Crackling sounds accompanied it, as if from static electricity in the air. Remarkably, it seemed the Pokémon was the source of this power! In alarm, I flinched, certain that my face would be subjected to a shock. Much to my surprise, the Pokémon seemed to favor me with a smile.

Finally, I came to realize that the Pokémon only wished to be friends. I have decided to name this most wondrous Pokémon 'Rotom.' Simple though it may be, Rotom emerged to me from the motor of a lawn mower. Motor and Rotom... Surely the link is obvious?

Rotom is a Pokémon that is simply sensational. The fact that it can turn invisible is simply the beginning. What makes Rotom unique is its ability to enter and operate machinery!

Rotom and I became fast friends. We were perpetual companions. The electricity from its body forbade contact, however. We could not touch, let alone hug or hold hands, but we cared not. For we were bonded on a much deeper, incorporeal level.

A feeling of mischief got the better of me one day. Seeing Rotom hovering, I decided to startle it--normally I would not. Perhaps frightened, Rotom discharged power beyond its usual range. I fell, stunned, into the arms of unconsciousness...

When I came to, to my horror I realized that Rotom had disappeared. I searched high and low for my friend in dismay and desperation. 'Don't chastise yourself. The fault is mine. No harm done. Let us play as we always have.' Though my words poured out, my friend could not be found to hear them...

My search for Rotom carried me far from home. It was in the town's rubbish heap that I again found my old toy robot. Curiously, our eyes met, then the robot waved a hand as if in greeting. I knew then that I had found my lost friend. I ran to it and hugged Rotom tight, talking on and on.

The robot's eyes lit up happily as I held it. I'm certain that, within it, Rotom was emitting lots of electricity. Somehow, I felt I could understand Rotom's thoughts better than before. Also, I realized that we would remain friends throughout our lives...

"The notebook ends with this page..."

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And this is his one and only trading card, and the biggest canon confirmation that he was indeed intended to be the mysterious author of Eighteen Pages Of How Much I Love To Hug My Friend Don’t tell me he doesn’t become INFINATELY more interesting with this knowledge!

Fuckin hell I would give my left foot to see an expanded plot upon this man’s secret good side seriously HOLY SHIT would you ever have imagined he cared about anyone, let alone THIS MUCH? Just sorry seriously i could talk for hours about this aaa dear god...

Oh and another minor transcript, you can get some dialogue from Rowan the first time you transform Rotom into one of its new forms. Its kinda interesting cos it gives some more Vague Potential Lore that inspires a cool headcanon that him and Charon might have known each other in the past? Cos he seems to know at least some details of that hidden journal...

"A Pokémon that slips into electric appliances, you say... Hmm... That is somewhat off from what I've heard about it. Hmm... This is what I've heard. Long ago, there was a Pokémon that merged with a toy robot. Should that Pokémon be recognized as a new species or not... Debates over the issue were about to start when they were rendered moot. The very topic of discussion--the Pokémon-infused robot--disappeared..."

Also that leads into another possible less-heartwarming interpretation of the whole thing that is actually EQUALLY interesting and ALSO makes Charon way more deep as a character! The idea that maybe this heartwarming thing is completely in the past, and nowadays he actually is 100% a horrible prick. Cos I mean, the one rotom you can find in the game is in that mysterious abandoned fancy old house, which is pretty heavily implied to be the notebook-writer’s childhood home where they met it. You can find a fragmented extra notebook page which seems to be the day before the start of the entries you can read in Charon’s lab. It says "Som...hing so pecu...r shou... make off ...ith the mot..." , which was confirmed to be "Something so peculiar should make off with the motor..."  aaaaaallll these years later in an episode of Pokemon Generations. So there’s the interpretation that maybe this rotom you can catch is the same one described in the journal, which makes you wonder why its all alone here if Charon supposedly cared about his friend so much. Perhaps he really was a decent guy once, but when he grew up to be such an evil prick he abandoned his pokemon? or maybe it saw what he became, and ran away? or maybe some other sort of mysterious thing happened to cause them to become separated? There’s so many potential interpretations of this whole thing, aaaa!! Why was such a tantalizing plot point wasted on a super hidden wifi!!!

But of course I like the version where trash gramp has one shred of redeemability in his soul and then hypothetically you could have a sidequest to reunite him with his tiny tangerine friend and convince him of the error of his ways and then EVERYONE CAN HUGS AGAIN

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

srsly its got the power to make me never stop thinking about this damn wifi event for all these fuckin years giv grandpa justice, dammit

[theboykingofhell]

what drugs have you tried and what were they like? have you ever tried ketamine?

i have tried coke, mdma, shrooms, lsa/morning glory and adderall!! i haven’t tried ketamine and don’t rly plan to cuz it doesn’t seem like my type of drug but who knows, man…

oh let me preface by saying everything besides the lsa i took while either drunk or stoned (or both…almost always both)… i RLY like mixing drugs but if you dont know about the multiplier effect, different drugs getting taken at once will have a different(and usually stronger) reaction than taking it by itself, so my experiences with everything might be WAY different than the norm, who knows

coke i didnt particularly like and i MIIIIGHT try it one more time like if it just happens to be in the area i wouldnt turn it down probably but i thought it was EH. (i was also drunk, stoned, and had mdma in my system, so).. it def gave me more energy, it made my tongue and hands numb, there was a slight like jittery feeling behind my eyes, like my vision itself was buzzing a lil which made looking at things fun… honestly tho? it just made me feel manic. i’m manic all the time, bruh, dont need a drug to help me with that… 2/10 not in a rush to try again

mdma i LOOOOOVED…. it and shrooms are tied for my favorite drugs holy FUCK. again, i think its a drug that most people use to elevate mood because, again, it booted me towards feeling manic, but i feel like it was a little calmer with mdma than with coke (aka no jitters, no bursts of energy rly, it felt more subtle). everything got nice and loose which was nice. when you’re moving it’s GREAT, it just fades into the background and just makes everything feel more intense and makes you feel more present in it. every time i was still, tho, i NOTICED it, because it would all whoosh into my head (i get like that when i’m stoned too so that could’ve been cuz of the pot). MDMA MAKES SEX S O GOOD I CAME FAR TOO MUCH AND IT ALMOST KILLED ME LMFAO. it just makes skin feel.. REALLY GOOD…. NICE GOOD FEELS… like i’m constantly just almost JUST able to float out of my skin and HAVING skin is the only thing keeping me from levitating up into the sky, it’s wonderful. usually you get a crash after taking it where you get depressed apparently but i didn’t ever get like that the times i did it. also, mdma would make me hallucinate a little… don’t know why! they were mostly all visual and almost always the same one, i would start seeing little kalaidescopes everywhere and the colors were always green to purple to red and all these made-up colors in between…. and this would happen if i tried to focus on one thing for more than 5 seconds… for a while afterwards those little hallucinations would come back, at first with the same like NICE GOOD FEELS and later it’d just be the hallucinations themselves… usually triggered by coming cuz both times i tried mdma i ended up having sex on it SO YEAH… DEF RECOMMEND, DRINK LOTS OF WATER

shrooms.. are… i have a tag dedicated to the experience lmfao. i’ve had it 3 times, and it was always after eating an edible at some point beforehand. i have a friend who had a rly bad trip once and another who, after doing acid (and having a fine trip), ended up getting triggered into a psychotic break, so i was worried about freaking out and i found that just getting a little stoned beforehand keeps me relaxed the whole time but also made the high stronger…  it’s just amazing. incredibly spiritual, a LOT more physical than i thought it would be. it’s… all-encompassing. my friend and i, after we did it together, explained it like…you TRY and explain it but it’s something you only rly have words for it while you’re on it, and you just lose the ability to fully, accurately comprehend it when you return. like, at times i felt like i WAS god, at time i felt like i was being hurtled through universes, at times i felt the LITERAL FABRIC OF REALITIES like i could SEE THEM and i could dip my fingers through them and i could see the strings of time and fucking touch them and it’s so powerful and visceral and REAL… it’s honestly insane. i described it AS going insane, like at points i just… would see the state in my mind labeled ‘sanity’ and i phased through it and went beyond. you become so… wise???? you suddenly have access to languages and colors and senses that never and always existed??? but i also can’t stress just how STUPID you get. conversations would go from describing the secrets of life and death and the universe to thinking you turned into a chipmunk.. my friend nearly fucked his guitar and, tbh, i almost did to,,,. sometimes i couldn’t stop moving and other times i would just be laying on the floor completely stil before SUDDENLY JOLTING UP AND SCREAMING cuz my soul had floated out of my body, danced through a star and suddenly CRASHED back into my flesh vessel. the longest trip was 4 hours… all my hallucinations that i had were visual or tactile, the visual ones were very innocent and subtle… like, one trip, everything would get fuzzy in a way where it looks like someone had painted the world with smears of watercolors.. but my friend, who took WAY stronger shrooms (THE strongest, while i took the weakest) would literally SEE ducks and cubes and shit morphing in front of him… EVERYTHING is weird, like all your senses switch places with each other and suddenly you can touch with your eyes and taste sounds and music got RLY scary and i wish i got to see what sex on shrooms is like but.. alas…

LSA is something a lot of ppl have never heard of, so let me explain it!! morning glory is a type of flower… the seeds contain something called LSA which is PRETTY MUCH a natural form of acid… so, if you eat enough of the seeds it will make you trip!!! it was the first drug i ever took (even before drinking and smoking)… it lasted a long LONG time, like 16 hours straight. i would see rainbows like emenating from every tree and also i rolled pantless on my carpet for like half of those hours cuz the sense of touch was so NIIICE it just made everything feel so nice and warm, i would get a lot of ripples of sensation and i was HYPERaware of my insides which felt gross and made eating impossible but it was a great experience, especially if it’s your first time trying drugs +o+ warning it does make a lot of people nauseous tho, i was fine but if anyone tries it, make sure to wash it RLY well because these are quite literally flower seeds so they are covered in pesticides..

adderall i’m putting here cuz it’s something i use recreationally, i’ve never had it prescribed but i love it SO much. mostly i just use it to keep me grounded… sometimes pot makes me rly paranoid and anxious (and i don’t even have an anxiety disorder so i have absolutely NO basis or idea how to cope with it so i freak out twice as much) and i’m just very uncomfortable with being… ‘chill’? it makes me feel nonfunctional haha so i usually take adderall with it to be able to function again. when i take a shitload it can make me very jittery tho, like… cranked up with caffiene jitters… the FIRST TIME i tried adderall was the best time because, god, the FOCUS of adderall combined with the impulsiveness of being drunk holy FUCK. SO fun. it’s just a nice thing to keep you composed when you’re doing a lot of party drugs, especially once you get used to it and know how to monitor it well. it’ll keep you tethered to a certain level while also making that level stronger… LOTS of bad effects with it though so this rly is one to be careful of but it’s so useful goddamn

AND YEAH THAT’S IT SO FAR…. like literally so many of my friends are into trying shit (actors, man..) so who knows what i’ll have to add to this list by next year jnlggs

[runwildwithme]

Came Back Wrong (didnt come back at all) - An Elsewhere U Tale

Hey all! As always, many thanks to @charminglyantiquated for the wonderful sandbox that is @elsewhereuniversity.

I'm still working on Feathers, by the by,  just... not in chronological order. I now know exactly how it ends, and a pretty solid idea of how to get there though!

In the mean time, have this. ...Directly related to working on Feathers and this at the same time: it is fricken hard to keep switching back and forth between past and present tense. I think I caught all my slip ups in this, but let me know if you guys catch anything!

Crossposted to AO3 here.

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“My name’s Flowerpower. Well. Ok, yeah, no, it's not. You know I mean my name, not my Name. My mom was a hippie, yeah, but not that much of one.” The girl sat leaning against a cave wall, knees bent nearly to her chest, elbows resting upon them. She didn't care that the moss was leaching water into her clothes where she leaned against it, and though her flesh goose-pimpled she didn't feel cold.

“Back when I first got to Elsewhere, I’d just been getting over the last gasp of a truly nasty case of mono, so I ended up missing orientation. I had to make an appointment in the administrative building to fill out the paperwork I missed, and introduced myself to the counselor who was guiding me through it all.” She paused, as if waiting for a reaction. After a second longer, she went on.

“I introduced myself by Name.  Which. Yeah. I know now, but like I said: I missed orientation. Looking back, I was so friggin lucky that my counselor is the one who's married to the monster-hunter librarian.  She didn't even think of taking advantage. Still hasn’t, may whatever she believes in bless her.” The girl- Flowerpower- sighed, let her head loll back against the stone, idly twisted her ring.

“Back then, though, she'd looked at me with the eyes of someone who was only feeling pity because they felt like should, not necessarily because they did, you know, and told me I was a ‘sweet summer child’.

“Once I got over being offended- I absolutely recognized the reference, and even if I hadn't, I’m plenty capable of realizing when someone is talking down to me- she explained why Names were a bad idea.

“From there, it was pretty easy to pick my name- hippie parent, sweet summer child, boom: Flowerpower.” She laughed, just a little.

‘I'm part of- was part of  the population of the student at Elsewhere who are In the Know, but not actually Involved. Sure, I own a pair of glasses from Cat Eyes, but that's about on par with owning facewash here- not totally needed, except for how yes actually it is.” She went silent again, for a span of several breaths, and dropped her head forward to hide against her knees. She took a handful of slow, measured breaths until it wasn't hard to maintain the rhythm, and only then spoke back up.

“I don't wear them much. Some people do- can't stand the not knowing, I guess. But like. Shit, man, I'm not in statistics, and I'm certainly no science major.  I'm in philosophy: ‘not knowing’ is part of the territory. The universe is a big fucken place, I don't need to know everything. I just need to do my homework, pass my classes, graduate on time and get the hell out.”  She was breathing a bit fast again, and she again took the time to slow down.

“...that came out a little harsh, didn't it? Don't get me wrong- I love it here at Elsewhere. This place is great, and the people who graduate from here almost always end up successful. But like I said, I'm In the Know; I'm getting my degree and getting out before this place gets its hooks into me and I can't leave without leaving a chunk- at the very least- of myself behind. Or. Well. That was the plan. Little too late for that now, yeah?” Flowerpower laughed, loud, jarring, unhappy.

“I just. Fuck. I was gonna do it, you know? I've only got one year left, and I took all the hard classes for my major already! I just. Just. Fuck. Fuck.” Her voice broke.

“I didn't even screw up. My stupid treacherous backstabbing dumbfuck of an ex boyfriend was the one who traded my Name away. Like. Who the fuck does that?” She asked, not quite shouting but close to it, not caring that she received no answer.

“And it's not like I dated some rando for two weeks and spilled my innermost secrets- this dude has met my family. I took him home for Christmas. And like. Listen. My family isn't very religious, sure, but like a lot of Americans Christmas is still a capital-b Big Deal family holiday. When you bring someone to the Christmas party, it means things are serious; start-looking-for-a-ring-on-the-finger-pretty-soon levels of serious.

And he fucking sold my Name.”

Flowerpower bit her lip hard, tried to fight the way her face was screwing up.

Around her, the shadows shifted, surged, writhed along crevices.

“Ring on the finger?” A voice parroted.

Flowerpower took a shuddering deep breath, held it until her lungs burned, and poured it out.

“I thought I was gonna marry him.” She whispered. The fae knew what marriage was- it was a ritual for changing and exchanging names until they were Names. Of course they knew about marriage.

There was a long pause.

“I think.” The shadows sibilated, “that I ended up with the better end of that deal.”

“What, you thinking I dodged a bullet?” Flowerpower snorted, bitter and angry and ugly with it. “Better you than him, that what you figure?”

There was no answer. The brittleness seemed to seep away from her.

“Yeah. Yeah, you're prolly right.”

The shadows stayed silent. After what felt like an eternity but was more likely only twenty minutes or so, Flowerpower slowly down the wall and curled up on her side.

When the shadows next spoke, some length of time later, she startled hard, lurching back up into a sitting position.

“I have a task for you,” they said.

Heart pounding rabbit-fast, she forced out a quip, achieved a sarcastic drawl by sheer force of will, only trembled a little bit: “Your wish is my command.”

She wished she was joking. The shadows roiled.

“Make your traitor-love regret his treachery.”

Flowerpower stared into the shadows for a long time before she nodded.

“Yeah,” she said. “Yeah, I can do that.”

She stood up, ignored the moss hanging from her body. The shadows parted to release her from the cave, slid off of her like the moss didn't.

When she stepped into the light, a hand held up to keep the glare from her eyes, she carried the shadows with her.

She would never feel cold again. Never feel the bite of the air in winter, never fear the dark of the forest or the night- the things that lurked there had already caught her, after all.

Flowerpower took one step, and then another. By the time she found her way back to a part of the campus she recognized, her eyes had adapted, though there was still a tightness behind them that spoke to a newly developed sensitivity, and moss hung heavy about her like a tattered cloak.

Around her, her classmates’ eyes caught sight of her and then slid off. Flowerpower didn't blame them- she'd come back, sure, but she hadn't returned. Not in any way that mattered.

One set of eyes lingered just a tad too long- Cindy, who she’d partnered with in biology lab freshman year. Never the closest friend, but a friend all the same, once upon a time.

“Cindy, wait up!” Flowerpower called, and if it came more out more like a command than a request, well.

Cindy waited, eyes turned down and knuckles clenched white on the strap of her purse. She looked.. different. Older.

“How long?” Flowerpower asked, and fell into step with Cindy as they walked towards- yup, the art building. Dangerous, Cindy, Flowerpower couldn't help but think.

Cindy took a deep breath, the blew it out.

“A year and a day.”  

That was ...much longer than Flowerpower had thought it had been. It should have given her pause. It should have struck her with a bolt of grief, knowing her family had been notified of her disappearance after the RAs failed to retrieve her. It should have cleaved her in two, to hear how time had passed her by while she changed in the shadow’s cave.

It only made her frown, thinking of the trouble she might have finding her dumbfuck ex if his schedule wasn't the same.

“Tell me where I can find Arthur.” That time it definitely wasn't a request, and from the slow way Cindy’s eyes widened she knew why Flowerpower wanted to know.

“Oh my god, Flowerpower, there were rumors but I never really thought- oh god, how'd you get away?”

Flowerpower just looked at her- dropped her eyes to the moss clinging to her limbs, looked back up, watched as Cindy’s eyes took the same path.

“I didn't.” Cindy made a low, mournful noise, visibly stopped herself from telling Flowerpower how sorry she was.

“Why.. why do you want to find Arthur?” She asked, and Flowerpower felt herself smile, full of teeth and gore.

“My master is a kind one- the first task he sets for me is one I do not mind completing.”

Cindy shuddered again, then changed directions towards the poli-sci building.

Flowerpower quirked a brow at her guide.

“He changed majors after you- well. After.” She said, and then her eyes hardened with sudden realization, and she was angry. “Flowerpower, he won the lottery when he went home for summer break. Oh my god, he’s had such good luck over the past year- he's scum.”

“I'm beginning to realize that, yes.”

Cindy lead Flowerpower into the poli-sci building, up the stairs, to the doors of a lecture hall.

Flowerpower stopped there, peered through the window in the door. Arthur was sitting at the from of the lecture hall, off to the side, grading papers.  A TA position- lucky indeed, Flowerpower thought. TA positions at Elsewhere always paid well, and they almost always led to internships and connections.

But luck runs out, she thought.

She slammed the door open, and something in her relished the way the professor turned to her, outraged at the interruption, the way he stopped when he saw her.  She nodded to him when he backed down, turned her attention to Arthur.

He jerked back, up and out of his seat. The chair clattered to a rest behind him. His held out his hands, half supplication, half ward.

“Cather-” Flowerpower cut him off, voice gone low and dangerous.

“You don't get to call me by my Name. Not anymore, not after you sold it.” She cracked out the accusation like a whip, smiled when he paled and darted glances at his peers for their reactions.

She saw his mouth open, and spoke again before he could try to argue himself out of his guilt.

“Do you know what my master calls you?” She asked, walking down the stairs of the lecture hall, each word accompanied by a foot step. He stared at her, mouth gaping like a fish pulled from the water, off balance.

“He calls you my traitor-love.” Behind her, Cindy choked back a noise half grief, half rage. The students around them murmured, shocked, offended. Arthur turned even paler.

“What did you think would happen? That I'd be whisked away, never to return? That I wouldn't make allies, that I’d never speak of your- your betrayal?” From the way his mouth snapped shut, that was exactly what he had thought.

Flowerpower supposed she was being a tad misleading, here. It had been scarce hours for her, and a whole year for the rest of the world. She knew her words implied she'd been aware of the passing time, implied the presence of allies, the good will and backing of her master, permission for the hunt. Hunt, even.  That last, she had, but the rest... well. She had told no lies, and all was fair in love and war.  If he made assumptions...

It was all the better to make him fear.

He slid away from the chair he'd knocked askew, moved towards the door on the side wall.  

On a hunch, Flowerpower let him, and when he scrabbled at the doorknob it refused to budge, locked tight.

“Looks like all that luck you bought has about run out.” Flowerpower told him, enjoyed the shaking of hi hands.

He was pale, so pale, and he trembled in the face of her, brow dampened with a cold sweat.

Flowerpower turned her head towards the professor, but didn't actually take her eyes off of Arthur.

“Professor, now would be a good time to take your class away.” She told him, and in her peripheral vision she watched as he drew himself up.

“Indeed, I would be glad to, but I would like to take my TA with me.” His voice was even, if a little fast.

“I'm sure,”She bit out, “But I can't quite allow that. He and I have business, and my master has tasked me with the finishing of it.”

“Perhaps it could be put off for a time?” The professor asked. “He has a prior engagement in the form of his duties to me.”

“It's been put off for a year already, Professor. And for what he's done to me, even if I could put this off, I can't think of a single reason why I'd want to.”

Flowerpower paused, and then looked at the professor directly.

“And anyways, it's our Good Neighbors who respect things like that- breaking contracts, promises, trust... that's all very human.”

The professor held her gaze for a long time, long enough that she thought she might have two bodies to drag back to the shadows instead of just the one. He must have seen the thought cross her mind, though, because -finally- he bowed his head, and herded his students out.  

Cindy was the last one to leave.

Arthur called out to Cindy, beseeching- “Cindy, Cindy please, don’t leave me here!”

She stopped in the doorway for only a moment. The door fell shut behind her with a very final sort of thud.

[oceangl1tter]

hide in a clavicle

Past.

water://

Okay talking honestly without bullshit even though shit’s really cheesy and I’m writing this in the car as we drive to San Diego.

Going to the beach with /  was a lot of fun. A lot of fun that I haven’t had in a long time. Actually, I think it’s the most fun I’ve had at the beach. We sit on this ledge peering out and I’m worrying about her mom somehow also being at the beach. I’m a bit paranoid. I sneak a quick kiss. It feels nice even though I got bit on the face by some bug and she got away scott-free (somehow). We go down to the beach and the waves and I chase her in the sand playing tag like we’re 5. She makes me laugh : _). Even though she’s running very hard she doesn’t go anywhere at all! Hahahaha. It’s the first time I’ve seen her express herself with her body and the space she occupies. I splosh mud on her feet and she does the same to me >:PP. We also pitch our shack/hut real estate to this random Asian lady with a nice hat on. She stares at it for a good minute or two and we’r ejust like ?? She then tells us for our real estate company that we need a name/business card people can identify us as. I can’t really tell if she’s actually serious or playing along with our joke. / also draws a maze with me!! She also spins in a circle with a stick with me. She rolls up her pants and gets in the water! It splashes her. It’s really cold! We race across the side of the waves. I wonder if other people can see us like this. What they think. How could anyone hate this? She listens to me rant about speech and debate. She tells me about high school. I lay on her lap. I forget about thinking about what others can see/can think. Now I’m a bit self-conscious being so close to her..but she pats my hair. 

ears wet://

that day we sat 

with nothing and everything to say i felt

the breaking begin to break

firsts://

a stone visitor

propped up with all its might

, toppled   

by kids that still have

their eyes

intact

off the floor

i am careful to fill

the vase i placed in your heart

being imperfect together://

some research

-you like because and you love despite

-attraction is based on what you see, infatuation is based on what you feel, but real love is based on what you know.

eclipse, i didn’t lose it://

today i got really sad because i think i lost the white sparkly clip /// bought for me at jtown :( i also can't find my wallet :( i just lose so many fucking things i know she would flip if she found out and she already knows i have a tendency to be careless

dreams:// ———- There's a projection on the screen and my family is surrounding it showing a video of me standing on the edge of a pier walkway (the wooden ones that lead into a murky lake). There is a gap and then another plank of wood slightly off screen. I chant in a quirky sing-song voice: "I'm standing on the edge, I'm standing on the edge, I'm standing on the edge before I jump and do a sort of Ophelia pose into the water while singing and I fall into the lake. As we watch this video, my mom and sisters begin laughing. I'm laughing as well and I say that I could pee from the laughter.

---.

There are strange messages on napkins that only a child is able to decipher. The child is outside watching in on the party. An old man with a knife steals the child away. He comes in the room full of people and tries to stab my eye. I am short, small, maybe, and I push through people but no one seems to notice or stop him. I try to lose him through the crowd but he ends up catching me. I try to twist the wrist holding the knife but I'm scared of harming his wrist and breaking it. He scrapes my cheek with the knife and then

E and I uber home (in a linear fashion, I'm guessing from the party), another car is next to us. I tell them we could have just shared one to save money. I tell E to hurry up because the streets of Davis are getting more dangerous. I hurry into my house. My sister and aunt's car are here meaning they are home. The door is unlocked so I go in. My sister comes out of the room in the dining room as if half-asleep. I am upset and ask why she didn't lock the door. I get a text from ___ saying that M has a funny accent. I wonder how she knows what M sounds like. I figure it might be from the rap I linked her. I tell M and D and others that someone tried to stab at my eye. They say it doesn't even look like I was stabbed. They're right. I appear to have no bodily injuries. Someone tries to unlock the backdoor but they are strugggling. It feels as if the house is tipping over. Friends rush behind the couch. I tell them it must be my dad but I notice that his phone is home and is ringing. I try to lock the midsection door sectioning off the kitchen room and the living room we're in. It does not lock. I go back in my room to get my phone that I left after texting ___ and I hide behind the couch. I figured jumping this person with multiple people would be better than hiding and locking my room by myself.

I wake up and my right wrist is sore.

---.

In this one someone shoots an arrow and hits a baby I know is me. I feel like I trespassed some dream rule because I didn’t wake up before contact.

secret://

To be honest, I feel fundamentally unloved. When I'm next to you, I feel unloved. I feel the most unloved I've ever been. In the middle of the night, when you are asleep, small twitches touch my skin. I creep my hand into yours. I think you are asleep but you take it anyways. I think to myself, I think: Someone actually (...)

and shelter becomes a blister://

It's christmas and peak sad gorl hours. Where does the hurt go? I feel that this may be what loss feels like. I guess I have been feeling at a loss for a long period of time. I have nothing eloquent to say anymore. I feel hopeless yea feel like my eyes are really dry and my face is all droopy just feel down just feel sad real sad i comfort myself & hug myself & love myself i wihs ic ould hug /// but the separation might be too strong @ this point that maybe its not possible anymore she told me what i needed to hear anyway i didnt believe i really didnt until that call and my heart is tired of beating itself up and im tired of feeling like a slouch ev enthough its all very heavy i am trying my very best to be good and positive but i know it takes time to mend this for myself and i would have fought for it thorugh the ugliness but i am doing it alone now and i wont stop the fight but i wish she could have come along idk just feel kidn of bad im alone but thats ok bc im not rly alone even though i may feel like it there r many ppl that care for me i need to care for me too so that i feel cared for by the person that amtters the most which is myself! !! myself! me!! me!! mysefl!! care for me too ! i care for me ok time to sleep

[stephanshortstories]

We’re Done For

There was once a penguin who lived in her penguin village. She was a quiet kind of penguin that liked to watch her fellow penguins play, work and talk. Her name was Penny. 

When other penguins asked why she was just standing on the side, Penny told them it simply made her feel happy to see her fellow penguins going about their business and being happy. Secretly, Penny  had another reason she just wanted to watch others--- Penguin had a misshapen leg that caused her to have an extra bounce to her step. She was deeply aware of her deformity and to hide it, she preferred not to move around if she didn’t have to. 

From her corner, she saw everyone in the penguin village walk by according to their schedule; the young penguins would waddle and talk their way to class at 8, the mother penguins would rush to the market at 10, the postal penguin would mumble to himself as he fumbled his way at 1, the carpenter penguins all marched back home together talking about their schedules and design plans once the clock turned 5 and so on.  But the penguin Penny most looked forward to seeing each day was little Alberta. Alberta was a child penguin and got along well with Penny, due to the fact that they both had a small disability. One of Alberta’s wings, you see, was smaller than the other. Around others, they each could feel the eyes watching them, like they were some fascinating zoo exhibit. But together, Alberta and Penny felt like they could be their normal selves, each sharing stories and laughter about their day. And every day, it would be the same routine. And every day they loved it.

One day, however, Penny noticed one of the carpenter penguins missing from the afternoon group. She thought maybe he got sick and is just staying in bed. Maybe he’s visiting another penguin village. Maybe he’s fixing something at his house? And while most wouldn’t think much of it, Penny found that it bothered her too much; she didn’t hear the carpenter penguin ever mention anything that would cause him to not come out like every this week. As the days went by, other penguins also started to disappear and the village started to get nervous. “There must be something wrong!” they call exclaimed. “Someone must find out who did this!” Penny heard and wondered if she should do anything. But why could she possibly do? There were many other penguins who were awesome and brave. Surely, they can go! And after all, Penny had a deformed leg. She would be a liability on such a mission…wouldn’t she be? Soon one morning, other penguins finally gathered in the village square because enough was enough. They started to make plans and said “We will hold a contest! Whoever is the smartest or strongest will find out what is happening!” The whole penguin village murmured in agreement- except for Penny. “This is silly.” she thought, “I’ve seen this talk happen before. It’ll take them days to figure out something.” And so, while the whole village argued and brainstormed which contest they should hold, Penny decided to remain in her corner and hope for the best. Suddenly, there was a bloodcurdling scream that raised the feathers of every penguin in the city square.

Penny turned her head around to see Alberta’s mother, bloody and panting. Her eyes were filled with sheer terror as she stumbled her way toward the penguin gathering. “They’re gone! My husband and little girl are GONE.” Some of the penguins immediately rushed to her aid and caught her as she collapsed to the floor. They tried calming her, asking her to think coherently and breathe; but Penny would have none of it. Without thinking of her awkward waddling, Penny rushed as fast as she could to little Alberta’s home. Alberta? Gone???? It CAN’T BE.

As Penny got closer to the Alberta’s house, she found herself slowing down and hesitating to get any closer. Penguins don’t visit each other’s houses, as it was deeply considered rude. But deep down, she knew there was something else making her hesitate; she had become self-conscious in her awkward bouncing, and slowing down only made it more evident. She quickly turned her head around to scan if anyone could see her but caught herself. What? What are you thinking? There’s no time to be so vain! Alberta’s in trouble!

As she was thinking this, Penny noticed a rather old guinea pig near the latest missing penguin’s house. “Is he trying to steal the penguin’s things while she’s missing???” she thought. Penny ran over and shouted “HEY! YOU BETTER NOT BE STEALING ANYTHING!” The old guinea pig turned around and looked at her as if he didn’t hear anything Penny just said. “Do you know what happened here?” he asked while pointing at the broken window of the Alberta’s house. 

“No, no one does” answered Penny, still clearly suspicious. “Everyone only goes to the village and never visit each other’s houses. It’s not considered respectful.”

“MMmmm, your penguin village may be in more trouble than you all realize.” said the Old Guinea Pig. “This looks like the work of a vampire penguin”

“A vampire penguin???”

“Yes. I’ve only seen the work of one many years ago. They break through the windows and birdnap penguins and their eggs.”

“Well, I’ve never heard of them before”

“That’s because we have protected villages like yours for ages.”

“We?” 

The Old Guinea Pig opened his jacket to reveal a small badge on his chest. “We are the secret guardians of the villages, protectors of all animals, and agents of ---” The Old Guinea Pig stopped short, clutching his back. “Wait, if it’s considered disrespectful to visit other penguin’s houses, why are YOU here?”

“Because I want to find out what’s going on and stop it.” Penny answered. “I’m…I’m basically a watcher of the village and I’ve been noticing when penguins had gone missing from the beginning…and I wanted to help a friend…“ Penny turned her heard toward the window. Through it, she could see the inside of a child’s room, Alberta’s room, tossed around and empty.

“Tell me. Do you really wish to help? Or do you only want to find out what’s happening? Many confuse one for the other.” 

Penny took a pause to reflect on what Old Guinea Pig just said. “Yes. I mean, I’ve got to. Alberta’s the only one who understands me.”

“If you truly wish to help, then you’ll need this” The Old Guinea Pig gave her a long sharp sword, made of something pale. “To stop a vampire penguin, you need to whack its head with this. The sword is made of whale bone and has magical properties. With it, you can put him in a vegetative state forever and render him harmless. Take this light stone as well. It will illuminate your path in dark places.” As the Penny received the whale bone, the Old Guinea Pig continued “You must also go and find an underwater cave. That is where the vampire penguins like to hide because it makes it hard for guinea pigs like me to find them.”

“I know where to find one nearby. Children penguin were never allowed to play near it. I can go ther---- wait a minute, it sounds like you’re leaving this to me? Aren’t you coming?” 

“No, I cannot” answered the Old Guinea Pig. “I am getting too old and it’s already hard for guinea pigs to swim underwater. Also, many of my fellow guinea pigs have been missing too, and I must search for them.” 

“Could they have been taken by the Vampire Penguin?” asked Penny. 

“Unlikely. vampire penguins only like to take penguins as his victim. But go! If you really do not want another penguin to disappear tonight, you should go and find the underwater cave at once!”

And so, given this newfound knowledge and tools, Penny began her journey to the nearby lake, where she knew there was the underwater cave. 

As Penny approached the edge of the lake, there were already tell-tale signs that things were not right. All around the lake were dead leaves and the water itself looked still as ever. It appeared so black, Penny couldn’t see the bottom, even with the sun still shining overhead. Even the trees gave off the impression that they were avoiding the lake by their distance from the lake’s shore and how their trunks turned away from its waters. The lone exception was a singular rotting tree on the lake’s edge. 

She stared into the water, contemplating whether or not if anything was even down there when SUDDENLY, she heard loud rustling in the bush next to her. 

Penny turned and froze. This was the first she had ever walked this far from the village and now she was facing something she would never dared to imagine. As she clenched her wing, she immediately remembered the whale bone in her hand and held it out in front her...and waited. 

The rustling had stopped. She waited and waited as if playing some waiting game and wanted to win. Eventually, she started to wonder whether she had really heard anything at all...but the bush moved again. 

It dawned on Penny that perhaps she could scare whatever it was away and so she took three steps forward and waved the whale bone around in front of her, being careful of course to position herself to run if she needed to. As she did the bush rustled again and a HUGE black bumpy frog leaped out of the bush. 

This of course made Penny scream all the louder as her body froze and the frog just stared at her.

“WHO ARE YOU?” Penny demanded. 

The frog stared at her. 

“…you dont belong here…” 

The deep yet quiet voice sounded like it came from the frog but the frog didnt move in the slightest. 

“…you dont belong here…”

Penny had no idea what to do. 

“…you dont belong HERE…” as the voice said it for the third time, the frog leaned over and then pounced at Penny. Penny tried to move away but instead tripped on her deformed foot, letting the frog leap on her with its wet slimy hands, knocking her to the ground before disappearing into the lake, laughing as it did. 

Penny yelped and felt disgusted as she watched the splash of the frog. Now Penny really didnt want to enter the lake. What was that? What if it attacks her? What if she drowns? What if it comes back? Moments passed as Penny racked her brain trying to figure out how she was going to do. Suddenly, an idea came to mind. Penny approached the lake and began smashing her whale bone into the lake, hoping that the splashing and the noise will make the frog leave the water--hopefully on another side of the lake. As she continued to smash the bone into the lake, anger began to build. She was angry that she couldn’t stop the frog. She was angry the townspeople always took so long to do anything. Wasn’t there better more qualified penguins? What did it have to be her? And most of all, she was angry at her deformed foot. In that brief moment of frustration, she tried hitting the water as harder than before! And when she did, the bone slipped straight out of her hand and into the middle of the lake. 

Penny froze in shock at what he had done. She had barely any time to consider her next move when the lake began to bubble and the heads of twenty frogs burst the lake’s surface and began swimming in her direction. Penny began to run, but her misshapen leg greatly slowed her down. Looking around quickly, she quickly wobbled toward the closest thing to her, the rotting tree and climbed onto one of its naked branches. 

The frogs assembled at the base of the tree and started jumping and knocking it with their bodies, making the tree shake as they did so. With each thump, Penny could feel the tree shake more until the whole tree started to sway and fall toward the lake! 

Penny used the momentum of the fall to execute a dive; she may be a lousy runner, but at least she was a good swimmer. To her shock, she found that she could perceive her surroundings with more visibility than she thought. Penny swam as quickly as she could, trying to keep ahead of the frogs before they could get back into the lake. Her mind raced “If I go to the shore, they’ll catch up with me again since I’m a bad runner. Maybe I could lose them in the lake’s darkness”. Penny almost begged for the plan to work and immediately began to swim toward the lake’s underwater dropoff, where ranks of vegetation provided the ideal hiding spot. As she did, she saw the swarm of frogs swim by overhead, but she knew she couldn’t stay there long.

She tried slipping further in the dark but then felt a strange pull toward the dropoff cliff. She paused. Curious, Penny began following the water’s pull and before she knew it, had entered an underwater cave. Penny swam around the corner and broke the water surface. She looked up and found herself inside a large cavern. She began to step slowly out of the water and onto the cavern shore, but stopped when she realized it only got darker further in. Whatever light there was in the cave came from the water that reflected what was left of the day’s sun. 

“Wait! What was that other thing the Old Guinea Pig gave me again? She reached and took out the light stone, which now glowed with a strong yellow hue. She could see that the cave was rounded out and wet and led further underground. Realizing how vulnerable she was, Penny felt stuck. If she went back the way she came from, she would have to face the frogs. If she continued forward, she would have nothing but the stone to guard herself. Penny decided to move forward but cautiously as she did. She reasoned that if she did see any threat, she could turn around and swim away from the lake. Exploring the cave further would also give the frogs some time to give up on finding her. 

She journeyed further in for several minutes, when two things happened. One, the stupidity of the plan hit her. She was going into a cave with a potential vampire penguin, who could do who knows what to her and all she has is a shining rock?? But the thought didn’t quite last as long because a deep clear voice broke the silent darkness. 

“So you’ve come.”

Penny froze like she did before but she still could not see anyone. Carefully, she stepped closer in. She found that the floor gave way to a huge chasm and on the other side, sitting on some throne, was...the vampire penguin!!!

Penny could see his dark outline, glinting eyes and shining teeth that stuck out from his beak. The vampire penguin was smiling and sitting, seemingly amused. 

“Why did you come all this way? If I knew you were so eager to meet me, I would have come to you myself in the village tonight as I am awakened and empowered by the rise of the full moon. I AM THE VAMPIRE PENGUIN”

“With the rise of the full moon? Shouldn’t you be called a were-penguin instead?” Penny asked seemingly confused. 

“Who ever heard of a were-penguin before? That’s ridiculous. But we digress. I do love it when dinner is delivered!” 

And with that, the vampire penguin charged forward, flapping its wings as he did and successfully flew over the chasm! 

“Or you can join and become like me. All it takes is a drop of vampire venom, it doesnt hurt at all, mwuhahaha!”

But Penny has wasted no time trying to run back into the water, but with terrifying speed, the vampire penguin suddenly appeared in front of her.

“Nuh, uh! Where do you think you’re going?” he said with a grin.

Penny screamed, smacking the vampire face with her light stone as she did. The vampire stumbled back, blinded by the light. She continued to run for the water.

As she reached it, Penny looked back to see the vampire penguin after her, although doing so a slowly. 

“Mwuhaha, I love it when my food plays games. Run little penguin, run! Oh, what bounce you have! I know you can’t run with that silly leg. Come, let me fix it for you. All it takes is a drop of my venom, mwuhahaha” taunted the vampire penguin. 

Penny reached the water edge again, and dove deep,  jet streaming through the water as she did. Everything was darker, but the full moon was definitely up and managed to illuminate the lake enough for her to see.  As she swam toward shore, she managed to spy something glowing on the lake bottom-- it was the whale sword! 

Grabbing it from the floor as she swam by, Penny then swerved in an upward direction, leaping out of the water  as she did so and landed on the fallen rotten log. Just as she turned around, the vampire penguin also leaped into the air, its eyes beaming red while its smiling teeth flashed in the moonlight. It hovered over the water for a brief second and flew straight toward Penny. There was nowhere to run now and in a last minute fit of desperation, she whipped out the whale sword, pointing it directly toward the vampire’s head. Vampire penguin had no chance to respond, save the vanish of his smile, and dove head first onto the whale sword, impaling itself as it did so. It fell with a thud and lay there, motionless. 

Penguin tried to catch her breath, stunned at what happened. But at last, it was over! 

Later, one of the long sharp fangs of the vampire penguin was brought to the village square, where the Penny shared the story of all that had happened. The whole village cheered! And they congratulated the Penny for her remarkable display of bravery and for saving the village. Even the Old Guinea Pig was there, who thanked Penny for her heroic service. “It looks like you would make a great guardian of the villages yet”, he said with a smile, while clutching his back. “Was it hard to defeat him?”

“Well, it was scary for sure and it didn’t help that....” Penny stopped short. 

“Didn’t help that what?” asked the Old Guinea Pig. 

“Didn’t help that....it was the full moon.” The look realization dawned upon Penny’s face but no one seemed to have noticed except the Old Guinea Pig. 

“Oh? What about the full moon?” he asked. 

“The vampire penguin said he came out only during the full moon. So that still doesnt explain why penguins have been going missing every night...”

Penny looked at the Old Guinea Pig and was filled with horror. The once old kind eyes were fogged over, as if covered with some whitish film. The face that had once been regal and kind was now ragged and his mouth hung open while dripping profusely. His hand still clutched his back. 

“...I’m....I’m..so.. sorry...” his voice was quite obviously now course and fading and in between his sentences were filled with pants and pauses. “My fellow...guardians...were attacked long ago....a sickness spread among them...making them rabid and hungry....I trapped them and kept them busy...but if left hungry, the break out....so I had to birdnap penguins and their eggs...it was the only way to satisfy the horde and keep them from attacking the whole village...I had hoped I could find some cure as I...kept them busy...but I was bitten...”

The Old Guinea Pig lifted his hand from his back, revealing a bleeding wound. 

“I thought perhaps...that perhaps I could use the blood of the vampire penguin to...to create some sort of antidote while he was catatonic...... but now that he’s dead and rotting...*cough*”

The Old Guinea Pig stumbled and fell, seemingly using the last of his energy to hold himself up and lift his head.

“...I cannot stop them... they are not fed....they will break out.... you must flee...gfrmphssss”

The Old Guinea Pig began to choke and twitch violently and just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. 

The other penguins in the town square had been watching and listening by now. Some had heard what he said, while others were confused.

Suddenly, the body of the Old Guinea Pig got up and began growling like a wild dog. It lunged at the nearest penguin, trying to eat him as he did. Thinking quickly, Penny grabbed the whale bone and whacked the zombie guinea pig in the head. The hit sent the zombie guinea pig sprawling through the air and it landed, becoming still, rendered now harmless by the sword. 

But there was no time to celebrate. Rumbling can be felt and Penny immediately suspected the worst. A penguin from the roof screamed and pointed at the hill. Dark silhouette shapes began to rove from the top of it and as they peaked over it, the moonlight made it obvious to all what they were. Hordes of zombie guinea pigs were flooding over the hill and were all headed toward the village! Penguin villagers left and right started screaming for their life and trampled each other to get to the far side of the town. Others still closed their shutters, attempting to hide themselves from the oncoming horde of death.

While all of this was going on, Penny stood there facing toward the direction of the horde. She couldn’t just run- her deformed leg made sure of that. The zombie guinea pigs will destroy not only the town but hunt down those who were trying to flee. She could try and fight and make her last stand, but how many could she knock out before they swarmed her? Five? Ten max? She turned to look at the motionless zombie old guinea pig as if to think, but suddenly an idea came to mind.

“TO ME! TO ME!” Penny shouted at the top of her lungs, waving her whale sword as he did. Most of the penguins ignored her, but through the panicked crowd, Penny saw some stop and look at her.

“TO THE LAKE! TO THE LAKE!” Penny shouted again from the top of her lungs. Those who heard her understood immediately and began to follow her. As the small band of penguins left the village buildings, and into the field nearby, they could see more of the zombie guinea pigs charging down the hill toward the village itself.

“QUICK! GET THEIR ATTENTION!! GE THEIR ATTENTION!!” Penny yelled as she stopped running to pick up some rocks and throw them as far as she could toward the horde. Other did so as well, and began to throw them, but it succeeded in only catching only a five of the guinea pigs’ attention, who now changed course and ran down the hill to meet them-- The rest still however were still running toward the lights of the village.

Then in another stroke of genius, Penguin pulled out his light stone. The stone shone brightly in the dark field, like a star in a night sky. More of the horde now turned their heads toward the band and had changed course.

“RUN!” Penny knew it was without saying, but there was no time to think. As she ran, she could hear the snarls of the guinea pigs getting closer and closer still. Penny, who had been leading the charge, now noticed several of her fellow penguins had surpassed her …and her deformed foot. The only reason why she wasn’t dead last was because she had led run in the beginning, but that advantage was soon disappearing. Soon she saw the lake and as she did, she took a quick glance behind her. The last penguin in the band had tripped and turned his head up in time to lock eyes with Penny before screaming as the zombie guinea pigs bodies engulfed him.

She had no chance to help him. Penny herself barely reached the water as one zombie guinea pig lunged itself, snapping at her legs. In the water, the penguins now had the advantage and jet streamed through it with ease. They stopped in the middle of the lake and looked back, seeing swarms of the little monsters jumping into the water but many disappearing beneath the waves. “Guinea pigs don’t do well in waters” Penguin muttered, recalling what the Old Guinea Pig had said. The band continued to float in the middle of the lake, catching their breath while watching half of the horde drown themselves.

The penguins had barely time to smile at their victory when a far distance scream rang in the night sky. From the middle of the lake, they could see rising smoke that glowing orange from what only could be flames. The scream reached the ears of the other half of undead guinea pigs.  They slowly began turning around and toward the orange flames. No doubt some of the zombie pigs made it to the village, had wreaked havoc causing fires and now the rest began turning from the lake toward it too.

“What are we going to do? There’s still so many and we can’t stop them all” some of the penguins with Penny murmured. But Penny would not give up. She had come too far to see everything and everyone she love perish now. Was there anything that could be done to stop the horde? Some tool she could use? Some magic that could work? Someone who could help?

As Penny thought more, an idea came to her mind—an idea so shocking and painful, she shunned it from her mind. And yet, it lingered. Even as there was no guarantee it could work, it was the only idea left. The only possibility.

Penny swam toward the rotten log and stepped over to the dead body of the vampire penguin. Words all she had been told echoed in her mind. … All it takes is drop of vampire venom…

Penny closed her eyes. There wouldn’t be a guarantee that she would remain sane. And anyway, she was safe now, isn’t she? She has tried and has done enough to help, right? She and others could run away and warn other villages…and forever be running…but...

Penny looked down and saw her deformed foot. The same foot that kept her at a corner for years. The same foot that slowed her down. The same foot that tripped her. The same foot that made her stand her ground in times when others, including her, would have and wanted to run. The same foot that allowed her to bond with Alberta.

I wasn’t made to run from danger. I was made to care for those in danger’s way.

And with that, Penny held the head of the vampire penguin and injected herself with its other fang. At once, she could feel the changes rippling through her body. She could feel the light of the full moon energizing her body. She could feel her deformed leg grow and fix itself and power flow into her wings.

With a mini sonic boom, Penny launched into the air, now endowed with the full abilities of a vampire penguin. Bathing herself in moonlight, she looked down at the burning village and rocketed toward the square. She landed with the power of a fifty thunder bolts, smashing the pavement as she did. The zombie guinea pigs had barely time to react as each were whacked in the head with the whale bone, and rendered unconscious. More of the horde took notice of the action and scrambled toward her. Filled with the vampire speed, Penny countered each and every single one of them. Even as there were no more active zombies left in the square, she sped throughout the village, seeking out each infected guinea pig, whacking them in the head and rendering them helpless. Hours later, Penny had knocked out the last infected guinea pig and stood in the square, tired but triumphant.

The other penguins slowly came out from their hiding places. Some looked upon Penny with fear, wondering what this new creature that stood before them would now want. Still, some others began to cheer. Penny managed to crack a smile when one lone groan could be heard.

Everyone fell silent.

Penny swiftly turned around and raised her whale sword, ready for anything. Slowly, the groaning creature stepped out of a village building, revealing a small penguin child. Her eyes were covered in a whitish film and her mouth trembled and foamed. Part of her right wing was bitten off, revealing a nasty infection that was obviously taking hold.

Everyone felt silent and looked again at Penny and the young penguin; one was an empowered behemoth with a sword and the other, a wandering pitiful infected child.

She could of course, whack this kid. But what would that prove to everyone? How would they see her afterwards? But maybe that doesn’t matter? They’re all food anyway. All foooood….

Penny shook her head to snap out of it. She didn’t notice it until now, but the hunger of the vampire was getting to her, which created another issue. Would she be the next monster of the village? Even after she saved everyone, she may not be able to save them from herself…

Words again began echoing in Penny’s mind;

… I could use the blood of the vampire penguin to...to create some sort of antidote...said the Old Guinea Pig.

And with that, Penny extended her wing to the young child, who almost immediately, grabbed it and began to bite. It took all the restraint Penny could muster NOT to smack the child and run away. As her blood spilled into the child’s mouth, it stopped biting. In fact, its heavy breathing began to return to normal and her eyes began to be filled with color again. Penny saw before her, not a zombie penguin, but a living child with a damaged wing. She looks like Alberta…

“How did you know you wouldn’t have turned too?”

Penny turned around to find other town-penguins gathering.

“I didn’t. But I was prepared should anything happen.” She answered, glancing down at her whale sword.

Penny turned her head around to survey the damage. Littered around were broken buildings and catatonic guinea pigs. Bruised and battered penguins were walking about, calling to each and other and helping others up. Most of the fires had gone out, but the sky still glowed slightly orange; and Penny realized why.

“The sun is rising. I need to leave!” she urgently announced. The crowd backed away from her as she prepared to fly back to the underwater cave when someone asked a question that stopped her dead in her tracks;

“But what if there’s more infected?”

“We need you here”

Penny turned around, seeing the looks of concern and murmuring spread among the penguins. She looked at the young healed penguin, now crying in her mother’s wings.

There’s no running now…

The thought made her smile, appreciating what her once deformed leg now taught her.

Facing the crowd, Penny announced. “Then I won’t leave. But I also won’t stay.” Seeing confused looks, Penny continued, “This whale sword has the ability to render any creature it whacks into a comatose state. With it, I can place myself in a permanent coma, allowing you to draw my blood to heal the infected. The magic should keep me that way, even when the sun is out…”

The crowd was silent. Some voiced objections and alternative solutions, but deep down, Penny knew this was the only way. Any other approach may also leave her a vampiric threat to the village in the future.

And with that, Penny gave one last look at the penguins she’s watched for years. She remembered their laughs and routines, events and conversations. She took a deep breath and raised her sword near her head, and gave a final look at the now recovered child penguin and her damaged wing.

I’ll dream of you, Alberta…

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A year later, the penguins gathered again in the square, though not to talk about their missing neighbors, but to celebrate their village’s recovery. Buildings had been rebuilt, businesses were once again open.  Children with their parents walked in the street and even the mail-penguin had a day off. There was even a naming ceremony and statue unveiling. The village square was being renamed “Penny’s square” and in the center was a statue of Penny, though not as a vampire, but as she was before; a watcher of the village, deformed foot and all. And there, she continued to keep watch over the village, even to this day.

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