#i live that she said i can do this alk day

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Hayley saying that what happened to Peggy in multiverse of madness wasn't what she saw for her character ,, so true queen. Multiverse of madness worst mcu movie

[misslili265]

KINDA YANDERE HASHIRAS BROTHERS x BRAT SISTER FIGHTING WITH ONIS

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⚠️Kinda Yandere so you can see dark themes

The boys: Kyojuro/Obanai/Gyomei/Sanemi/Muichirou/Genya/Uzui/Giyu/Muzan/Akaza/Kokushibou

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KYOJURO/OBANAI/GYOMEI/MUZAN

"-Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING?????? Back off, he's the Muzan we're talking about, don't underestimate him, for"  This time not only you but your brother Kyojuro, Obanai in addition to the great Gyomei Himejima are dealing with the most powerful enemie.  Muzan has his teeth clenched in hate against all of you.  "- Hahahaha, why no one told me he was so strong and handsome, no wonder he could live so long, he looks young and healthy, too bad I'll have to kill him, sorry  Mr King." You smile at him, winking. Muzan frowns, never in a thousand years he has seen such behavior and affront towards him. In a sharp answer he wants to awake your fear. "- It will be a pleasure to eat your meat." Muzan's tone it's a calm one, over you are his iris, analyzing you, carefully. "- OHHHH, you alk heard that???  Hmmm he wants to eat me hahahaha." The laughter echoes, the words and the shameless behavior leaves everyone baffled." - Honestly, y/n stop it, this is not the time." Said your brother. In a sigh, your monotonous expression towards him would be common, but not in a situation like this, but by lowering your sword hilt you initiate a family's dialogue. "- Kyojuro, seriously,  why are you always repressing me?  Everything I do is wrong for you, I can't say or do anything, "y/n stop it, y/n don't talk to people like that and blame bla bla", when will you congratulate me with something, damn it, I love you, but let me breathe." Muzan totally ignored in a scene. Everyone's thoughts is "wtf."  The improbable happens Muzan is dominated by the intrigue and magnetism of your personality.  "- Miss. Why don't you become an oni? I'd let you do whathever you want to do."  You stare into the scarlet eyes of his.  Again not bowing to him. "- Whaaaatttt?  Me? Be one pet of yours, I don'tthink so? Listen Mr. "I think the world it's mine"...if my own brother, a man full of values ​​and respectable, already represses me, what about a murderer like you? Ok you are hot, but you need a new brain hahaha." Your eyes shut as you move your shoulder in disdain. With this all of them already decided, Obanai,  Gyomei and Kyojuro,  agreed, YOU NEED GET OUT OF THE BATTLEFIELD.. for sure. With the decision,  Obanai comes up behind you and putting his hand over your mouth to stop your "pearls" comes out, he brings you out of the fight.  From the mouths of all the pillars present the conclusions come.  "- She always does that."  Kyojuro with his head down and a red face apologizes about you, as he always does.  Muzan is watching you being carried away, your sole your soles dragging on the ground as Obanai immobilizes you and you're used to being taken out of the field aren't surprised, it's just like "here we go" while this, your middle finger go towards Muzan's eyes, with "a give a damn atitude. "  The King's lips let out a smirk. Your personality it's just so fun to him, the way like you fear nothinfg, even death, it's like you are above normal humans. With this in mind, Muzan has made his decision. It's strange, but he backs off for now, after give some lesson to the hunters, not to the point to kill them...or you wouldn't be satisfied at all. Not that Muzan would care about of what you think... or would? This is going over his head. So darling, soon your abode will not be at the Rengoku's mansion, after all, you can be anything but a tedious creature, Muzan loves strong emotions.  And you are a unique specimen, "sophisticated" as you are, Muzan will appreciate having you by his side to entertain him, or tease him... after all no ones dare to do until now. Get used to being called spiderlily flower. No more sun to you sweetheart...

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GIYU/AKAZA

Giyu, your younger brother and you had a full day where you wielded your swords time after time with success, always together on missions so it's normal that you protect each other, but Giyu, despite all the calm that inhabits him, today is giving you a huuuge scolding , as if you were the youngest one.  "- Listen y/n, what's on your mind, making small talk with oni in order to provoke them even more and run even more danger?"  Being the brat that you are, I fear if one day you get in front of an upper moon." All you do is shrug your shoulders in a gesture of "I don't care."  "Come on Giyu, don't be mad at your sister, I'm just enjoying the present, nothing more."   Giyu looks at you with a "what did I do to deserve this?" expression.  Outside of your house, watching the stars, you could hear something approaching from behind the trees, he was watching you from afar while you were smiling in your fight to the oni that you have killed, and finding exciting how you were getting away from the oni's blows. Eyes showing proudly to you the message in kanji, the ranking top three. You look back at him. Akaza can see your brave attitude, you don't blink even once. It seems you both have pretty much in common. Kill you now?  No. You were Akaza's new research subject. "- Sorry I'm not working now. Long day" You take your eyes from him and back to the stars. Akaza it's just "???????" An angry feeling is going on inside of him, and steps are firmly going in your direction to intimidate  you, while this you just cross your arms. "- Of course this makes sense to you weak human to say this, you are alone and have no chance against me." Looking at him from the bottom to above and with a naughty smile on your lips, Akaza finds himself wondering if you are really fearless or crazy. He widened his eyes. "- What, will you not answer me?" You put  your hand on your chin and hum to him. "- Well, you said I have no chance against you, and…" In silence and slowly you take your arms from your previous position and go close to him. Akaza it's astonished.  The feeling of his arms being caressed smoothly in his tattoos by your fingertips takes him to another level, angry? Amazed? He seems lost in his thoughts and starts to awkwardly retreat a little. And you proceed with your answer. "- But, would I have a chance with you?" Akaza now takes himself out of the presence of the demon which is you, and runs away as fast as he can. But…he can't escape from how he feels... and the flames are burning in his face like a volcano. Listening you laugh in the background as he gets further and further. You can be sure, y/n... this was not his last visit. You will pay a high price for it.

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UZUI/SANEMI/MUICHIROU/GENYA/KOKUSHIBOU

Uzui and his shinning two red blades moving fast as the sound, are cutting through the flesh of uppermoon one, Kokushibou, who regenerates instantly.  So like Shinazugawa and you are also attacking dancing around him.  "- Dude, he has six eyes, how to beat this guy? I'll tell you brother, he's more flamboyant than you when fighting hahaha. Look, you don't have that cute samurai hair that moves during a fight."  "- Y/n, don't start that shit again."  Speak Shinazugawa.  "- Shinazugawa is right, y/n, although I worry about being flamboyant, this isn't the time y/n. I'm more concerned with getting this monster's head off."  "- Shut up, your sewn rag doll."  Your relationship with Shinazugawa was not friendly, after all, you both have a similar maniacal side, as they say, two alike don't match up. While you exchange offenses, Kokushibou watches your movements. Kokushibou has a thing for refined techniques, seeing you hold your Nichirin with such elegance he recognizes it.  "- An elegant technique, you don't waste moves, madam."  "- Uhull haha saw Shinazugawa, unlike you, grandpa, I don't fight badly."  "-Y/N."  Scream Uzui.  "- What's up? I'm being recognized by number one. I deserve some credit."  While talking and distracting, one of Kokushibou's arms falls to the ground.  Your burning blade surprised him.  "- Thank you sir six eyes, now can you let me cut off your head please?" Kokushibou doesn't seem to believe what he hears and sees.  But he can't let his guard down.  Muichirou arrives to help, as does Genya, who starts getting screams to get out of there from Sanemi.  "- Wow this guy is so annoying, brothers are sucks."  Rolling your eyes and talking as if sharing an opinion on a quiet afternoon having tea with Kokushibou.  This phrase has an effect on the number one.  Yoriichi and everything else that Kokushibou lived through as Michikatsu comes to light.  He hated Yoriichi, he understood you completely.  And with your words, Kokushibou found himself distracted from the blows that constantly hit him.  His arm was taking a while to regenerate, Uzui successfully severs another number one member.  Kokushibou has been missing the fighting members. Without fear of what might happen to you, in one of the moves, you grab the number one from behind. "- Mr oni, I want a hug hahaha."  You are hanging around Kokushibou's neck, who could kill you at any moment.  "- Y/N ARE YOU CRAZY???"  Shout Uzui, didn't I tell you that brothers suck?  You whisper to Kokushibou ears.  He and everyone else is paralyzed by such stupidity.  Your body quickly turns around, bringing with the weight of your legs, Kokushibou's body below you.  The position you find yourself in is embarrassing to say the least, but to you it's nothing.  "- Stand still Mister one, I need to cut off your head."  All the hashiras like in slow motion are going over Kokushibou's neck to save you, Uzui's hands trying to reach you out, wide eyes are over you in disbelief.  But the dialogue that Kokushibou initiates becomes persuasive.  "- One more move and I'll turn her into an oni."  Everyone expected the word Kill, not transform.  You, on top of him, place your hands in support on the floor around his neck as your body leans towards his face.  "You can kill me…why turn me into an oni?"  Your words come out along with a teasing smile."- A really interesting human you are…madam."  "-Please, y/n, get out of there."  Uzui's voice is trembling. Of course you don't mind. "- Lord number one, you turn me into an oni, but I'm still going to rip your head off. Shhh, it's gonna be fast, no pain to you, I promise. "  You place your Nichirin in position to decapitate him. It is quickly going for Kokushibou's neck, who suddenly disappears from under you. Actually, he had never fought seriously, the only reason to keep the fight in sequence was to contemplate the show of embarrassment you were putting on. But your expressions were captivating. He is gone. Just the silence around all of you. No choice, let's go home...( Continued) and it's u natural get scolded one after another...

And it's natural you get scolded one after another while whistling on the way home by Uzui. Your lips move silently imitating him as you shut your eyes and hold your head in boredom. Rest time, after your bath on a hot night, just the towel is wrapped around your curves, your smell spreading into the air. Several eyes scan your features. You hum a song while turning to pick up your robes, as slowly the towel falls to the floor, revealing it your body entirely,  to be adorned by moonlight making it even more exquisite to the creature diving into beauty. In a few seconds the intruder is in your room . "- Madam, I see you are uncovered."  He whispers in your ear with his uncommon sword in front of your throat.  You continue moving as if nothing is happening"- And now you're going to cover me in my own blood?" Your tone is sarcastic.  Kokushibou can't help, but lets out a slight nasal smile.  For not even in the face of death you behave like this. Still sweetly whispering he tells you. "- I think I'd rather cover you with something more comfortable." You just feel a hand on your neck…bye conscious state. As you wake up, your skin is beautifully covered by a samurai's black hair. Ah... I forgot to mention... you now have a pair of hands covering you too, and yes…they are more comfortable... you got your credit…"madam."

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[scarthefangirl]

Ohio ~ I had a ring

Dead!Natasha x fem!reader | platonic!Yelena x reader

Description: After the death of Natasha, your lover, you slowly feel a hole taking over you.

Warnings: mentions of suicide, mentions of self harm, death, insanity, drinking, alcohol, anger, screaming

A/N: Go cry now :)

This song inspired this 👇 (listen to the full song, it is good)

You look at the woman beside you lovingly. She smiles at you and tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. She giggles and kisses you. You melt into her touch, kissing back. Slowly the body fades away, leaving you empty. Like there is a hole inside you. Where did she go? Why did she leave you?

"Its okay." Her voice echoes around you. Her last words. You hadn't been there. Clint was. But somehow the moment had plagued you. You had watched it all go down on a video caught from Barton's suit cam. You hadn't been able to bare more than a bit of the tape.

"Natasha? Where are you?" You call with a feeling of frustration. Her voice remains evident and you stand. You walk around, searching for the root of the sound.

"Don't let me go baby." Natasha says. Those words. They were ones she had said to you before you all saved time. You two had hugged and she had whispered that to you.

"Natasha? Are you here? I am waiting for you. I, I am ready." You yell for the red haired lover of yours. You had been waiting for her to knock at your door and kiss you for about a year. According to the town, you had lost it for the woman.

"Y/N" Natasha's sweet voice fills the room and you scream in pain, tears escaping down your rosy cheeks. Sometimes you saw her for days at a time. You always liked those days. But even then you felt a visible hole in you.

A hole that everyone can see. That just grows bigger and bigger, until it completely takes over your body.

"Natasha please, come home." You cry, laying on the floor.

After an hour or two, you go to your fridge grabbing a beer. You down it and get another. And another.

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A knock on the door causes your eyes to slightly open. Crap, Yelena is coming today. You think to yourself, looking around your trashy place. There is trash everywhere and empty pizza boxes, and takeout boxes. The amount of alcohol bottles you have is outrageous.

Yelena and Bruce have visited you a few times, Yelena more then Dr. Banner. They both have tried many things on you. Therapy, medication, ect. But you refuse to leave the apartment. When you tell them about seeing Nat, they say you need help. Bruce blames the drinking, Yelena just knows you're sad.

"Y/N, I am here. I brought some of that medicine I told you I want you to try." Yelena bursts in, using her key. You sit up slightly, propping yourself up with your elbow.

"Sorry I haven't cleaned." You say groggily. She nods and smiles. She begins to clean it for you, top to bottom completely spotless. She throws out alk your trash and empty bottles.

She then takes a seat next to you on the couch. She eyes the bottle of beer on the table, half drank.

"How many did you have last night?" She asks, not really expecting an answer. You two sit in silence for awhile on the old sofa.

"I had a dream last night." You speak up.

"Hm?" Yelena says, encouraging you to speak on.

"Natasha and I were in Ohio doing everything we had promised to do." You start. "Then, while visiting a mall in Ohio, she told me she decided not to live. Things got weird and dreary. She said she didn't love her life enough to live it and that I wasn't enough to live for." You say, staring into the distance. You and Natasha had made plans to go to Ohio to get your minds off the whole blip thing. You two had it all planned out.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Yelena asks gently. After another bit of silence, your mind decides it has been working to hard and quits.

"Yelena why didn't Nat come with you this visit?" You ask in a perky happy voice. Yelena doesn't yell or get stern. She remains patient.

"Oh Y/N, Tasha can't visit anymore. Remember?"

"Why not? Aren't I worth it!!?" You tear up, memories fading in and out. In these moments you can never remember what is a real memory and what isn't.

"Natasha loved you Y/N. She did. Never doubt that." Yelena reassures you.

"You say everything past tense. Like she is gone." Your voice cracks as you meet eyes with the blonde.

"My dear, dear Y/N. Natasha isn't coming back for you. We discussed this." Yelena sighs. You begin to cry, sinking onto the floor. Your hands shake, causing your body to begin or shake.

"No. No. She visited last night. She was here I swear. She is coming back for me. She is. I need her." You tell yourself. "She loves me!' You scream in tears, body trembling. Yelena sits next to you and wraps and arm over your shoulders.

"Y/N."

"No. Please stop. She is coming back for me. She, she loves me. I need her. She isn't gone." You sob, your body trembling. "She won't leave me all alone!! She won't! She cares about me. She won't leave me alone."

"Oh Y/N, you aren't alone. I am here for you. And your team cares about you. My sister loved you and wanted to be with you forever. Natasha loved you very much, but just because she is gone doesn't mean you are alone." Yelena cradles the weeping girl.

"Yelena stop. I hear her every night. Sometimes she visits. She promised me we would go to Ohio together and, and, and I had a ring. I had a ring Yelena. We were going to spend forever together." You sob uncontrollably. She rubs your arm and pets your hair.

"Y/N, I am so sorry. I miss her to." Yelena tears up as she remembers her sister, your girlfriend.

"I need her back."

"I know. I know." Yelena whispers.

After a bit you calm down and Natasha's voice stops. Yelena takes you to the kitchen and sits you on a bar stool. She pours you a glass of water and hands you two large pills. You gulp them down, along with the whole glass.

Yelena makes you a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk. She is about to cut the sandwich when you rush to stop her. "Cut it diagonal into triangles, like me and Natasha do." You ask the woman sheepishly. Yelena smiles and does as you asked, passing you the plate. She makes herself a sandwich too, and eats beside you. You remember exactly the moment when you and Natasha decided to cut it into triangles. Your mother, a woman you hate, always cut it normal. It caused you to despise the sandwich. So, Tasha cut it down an angle for you.

After you both finish, you help Yelena finish cleaning the apartment. You always know it will get gross again, but you always promise to keep it clean.

Empty promises.

You know those all to well.

"Alright, I will be back tomorrow to make you take another pill. I should be here in the morning, try to shower and change." Yelena kisses your cheek and leaves the apartment. You are now laying on the couch, and you turn on the television.

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It's late when you awake on the couch. 3:27 the green light on your alarm clock says. Early. You stretch your legs when you hear a scream. One your recognize. You sprint towards the sound, unable to find it.

"Where are you Natasha?!" You shout. You run back into the living room and see her body standing there. You run over to the place on the sofa where the redhead was sitting. But suddenly in a gust of wind she is in the doorway while you sit on the couch.

"Y/N." Your lover says. You nearly cry at the sound of her voice. The other visits had been just seeing her, never once had you had a conversation.

"Natasha, you came back! I knew you would! Everyone else said no. But I knew." You begin to cry. You can hardly take the sight of her. It is so beautiful. She is so beautiful.

"Y/N. I am here to help you." Natasha says, you can here pity in her voice.

"Help?"

"Y/N I am not real. You know that. I am just alive in your head. I am dead. Dead." The word dead seems to echo and bounce off the walls. Natasha walks over and sits next to you.

"No. No. Stop it." You yell at her. The metaphorical hole in your center seems to burn and steam. You feel like she can see it.

"I am dead. Stop telling yourself otherwise. Deep down you want to feel better. I know you do, my dear. But I will never be alive again. Only in your heart. Stop imagining me in your head and let me live in your heart." Natasha's voice is a mere whisper now, and her body seems to shimmer and is misty.

"You're not coming back?" Your voice breaks like an adolescent boy's. Water streams down your rosy cheeks. The girl fades away and the hole seems to envolpe you. You drink a bit and sit on the couch with a loud sigh.

You scream.

Loudly.

You look at the table in front of the couch. You flip it over in anger and kick it. You grab one of the bottles and throw it at the TV, creating a large shattering noise. You feel steamy tears pour down your beat red face.

You scream again.

You go to the kitchen. You drink more and chuck them at the wall or something when you finish them. You kick the fridge when you are out of alcohol. You bash your knee into the white box and scream in anger and pain. A bruise immediately forms.

You flip the bar stools, and throw a few. You continue throwing, breaking, kicking, and more to the things around.

You eventually get tired and lay down on the messy couch.

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Knock, knock.

Knock, knock.

"Y/N?!" Yelena calls. She is worried when you don't answer. She slams the door open and her eyes widen as she takes in the sight.

You are out drunk on the sofa, and the room is thrown apart.

"Wake up Y/N." Yelena shouts sternly. You tiredly sit up and look around. "What is all this crap?!" Yelena yells, causing you to burst into tears at the memory of last night.

"I'm sorry Lena." You cry. She sighs and sits next to you, clearing the glass from the spot she had chosen to sit at.

"Oh Y/N, what happened?" Yelena asks soothingly.

"She's not coming back." You sob as you share you realization.

"Mhm." Yelena says, a lump in her throat making her speechless.

"She's dead. And she isn't coming back to bring me to Ohio." You start, calmed down a bit. "She is dead. And I can't keep believing she isn't."

"I'm sorry." Yelena says with a quiet voice, also sad.

"It's not your fault Lena. Even though we choose to blame ourselves, it isn't our fault." You comfort the sister of your past girlfriend.

"I um, I got a mission today Y/N/N." Yelena says, also calming down. She had told you briefly about her job in the past.

"What is it?"

"To kill Natasha's murderer."

"What?!" Your eyes widen and you tilt your head.

"Clint Barton." You both sit in silence for a bit. You hold each other. You are in so much unbearable pain. You wish someone understood. The only woman who could is off to god knows where, missing her robotic lover. You are all alone. You need to get justice for Natasha.

Justice.

"I am helping." You say decidedly. Yelena knows by the tone of your voice that it is pointless to argue.

"Okay."

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Part 2?

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[megatraven]

Meg I was looking through my recordings and I just noticed an HOUR long video😂. I remember waking up and hitting the end button one night, but I had no idea I recorded for a whole hour bc I fell asleep during an episode dnwbd. I was wondering why I was running out of space two days ago-

I haven’t got any episodes to upload since I deleted them all since I’ve got the Dropbox of everyone’s recordings (made my storage on my phone so much easier and my sadness not as sad :() but I do have the extras of Alex and the others that costed like 45+ or whatever. Sadly I did not get the “Spoiled for Choice” which I bet was so hilarious😔. But I did get others and Gosh I love everyone and they were all SO sweet. I’m just sad I didn’t get to see Cerberus’ wedding POV😭. I ran out of time.

BUT! Before I fell asleep that night I made sure to get the episodes of when MC’s mom met Hydra and gosh I love how she looked so sad when she said she couldn’t help him…then he got attacked by Hercules and almost had his aura taken….but then we see the bubble and the silhouette of MCs mom and I find it so sweet😭. She saved him and this makes me love her SO much more. I wish we could’ve seen some screen time of her with MC and Josh or anything. But that scene of MC seeing her in the underworld in ALK?? That’s perfect for me. Good crying material-

ANYWAYS!! How are you, Meg👀💙? Ik you said you were upset about Lovestruck being gone and I feel that :(. Cant believe it’s gone just like that. But I’ve been feeling better by looking at all the episodes and seeing how everyone has every heart scene for Alex and Hades and a few other of my favorites-

LOOL sarah i feel that so hard, it happened a couple times that i ended up with a 3 hour long video and a 4 hour long one! that's so funny omggg

i still have a few things to upload but they're all fast forwarded ones and im kind of like @_@ burnt out from uploading and i dont wanna do it LMAO. I'm sorry you didnt get everything you wanted either :( I did actually get the Spoiled For Choice one recorded for both Alex and Hades (it having alex in there is why i have a reading-speed recording of it at all lol) so i can share that sometime!! and yeah i didn't get any of the wedding POVs except alex and astraeus, i didn't have time either :(((( thats what im most sad about v-v

oh i LOVE seeing hydra meet mc's mom, that was so so so good. he's such a jerk i love him. and she saved him and he never has any idea that it was her <3 iconic. and yes that Hades ALK scene where she sees her mom!!! i love it <3 rereading that scene made me so emotional.

I'm alright! I'm still sad, yeah, I think I will be for a long time, but it's the kind of sadness I can live with, you know? I'll be okay :) I am ok. How are you doing? I hope you're doing okay, re: lovestruck and in general!!

[bigsteeb]

this is gonna be a long post so bear with me, growing pains got a b i g emotional reaction out of me & I need to share my thoughts & feelings about it because jesus fucking christ.

ok first things first, someone hug this boy immediately. he’s sat in his room, still in his pajamas, in day time watching dog copter. this whole scene is just steven going “lol I’m sad, I’m gonna comfort eat & stay in my pajamas & watch a kids show I watched when I wasn’t as sad haha” & it’s not only upsetting, but relatable too fuck. his room is a mess along with him eating ice cream at what I assume is morning… making it his breakfast? geez steven. also idk if it’s just me here but in this shot he looks… bigger? like ignoring his body size shifting later on in the episode he looks a lot wider than he usually does when paul & drew board episodes to me, he’s rivalling etienne & maya’s steven’s wideness. did he… get chubbier from comfort eating? how much time has passed since together forever for him to put on weight if he has? this could literally just be steven slouching or his pajamas making him look bigger but as someone who is an advocate for the body positivity shown in su & suf it has me curious. I want to hug this soft, sad boy. It could also be due to how steven’s design fluctuates through the animation process, it’s never really on model all the time. 

the grunting noise he makes in this scene is very distressing, as are other moments from the episode too. a glimpse at the glow-bracelet he proposed to connie with is enough to physically pain him? fuck me man. is he leaving his room where there’s already ice cream… to get more ice cream? sobs. also the puns in this shot. I cant? slow burn?! you’re evil crewniverse. not to mention his body size changing throughout this scene, god this poor lad.

screams, this was when I started worrying. the boy is now in an environment he has never been in before & is feeling extremely uncomfortable & vulnerable. look at the lines under his eyes, his sad eyebrows & pout I hate it. also don’t even get me started on this part. the slight raise of a voice being enough to send him into panic?! fuck I hate how much I relate to that. 

here’s where I immediately broke, no god damn pun intended. seeing steven’s skeleton, steven’s fucking skull, like this pained me. that crack on his skull is from fucking jasper in jail break. I can’t express all of the visceral emotions that were going through my body at this. there was intense sadness for steven, extreme anger at jasper & the gems for allowing shit like this to happen to him. turns out he’s not as resilient as we thought he was. each hit he takes physically breaks him & then his gem instantly heals his wounds, my heart fucking broke at this. think back to everything that happened to him, everything that physically hurt him. it broke him I can’t deal with it! then there’s what priyanka says to steven next;

“you seem to of made a series of miraculous recoveries, but that doesn't change the fact that you experienced trauma. you’ve recovered physically but, have you recovered mentally?”

this part here along with her reassuring him that there’s nothing wrong with his brain, how childhood trauma can have an impact on how your body responds to stress & how you act in your social life, the usage of the word “cortisol” too. this stuff being in a children's tv show is incredible. the writing for priyanka describes trauma simply enough for kids to understand, but for adults to fully realise too. folks, steven has ptsd. there wasn't one bit of sugarcoating about it or nothing, this is canon fact & it hurts me. for so long have I wanted steven’s emotional issues to be alked about, to not only be brought to steven’s attention but to the audience’s too.

everything that has happened to him has built up to this moment. this moment where his behaviour & coping methods are finally making sense to a large majority of the fandom, & to steven himself. he’s hurting; physically, mentally & emotionally, & he isn’t coping well what so ever about it. his emotional support system is complete garbage, no one regularly checks in on him & folks just take steven at face value like “oh yea glowing pink? he’s fine it’s just steven” but he’s the bad person?! I hope a lot of you out there who genuinely believe steven is a bad person re-think yourselves after this. dealing with trauma is tough as shit. some days you even wonder if that one thing that fucked you up is really worth being labelled as trauma. I still can’t believe this is the route they’re taking, if he doesn’t get some form of therapy by the end of future I’ll be furious.

then things begin to spiral as he remembers what happened with connie. he clutches his chest in pain & begins changing size over intense amounts of stress & it was extremely distressing to watch. steven immediately reassures connie that this isn’t because of her, but because of everything else that happened to him. however. I believe that that’s a slight lie, he wouldn’t of spiralled if he hadn’t of remembered the proposal, steven you fucking himbo. he continues to reassure them both that he’s fine, just that he needs them to leave so he can calm himself enough to control himself.

then this happens.

“I. CAN’T. BE AROUND YOU RIGHT NOW!”

this was fucking intense. he means this literally in 2 ways btw. his body size shifting over the stress he’s feeling is a danger to both connie & priyanka in this moment, but it’s also because of how it started. being around connie hurts him. he’s not mad at her though let me make that very clear, just that thinking about what happened when he tired to propose to her is sending his head in a fritz. he did what he did full of confidence in together forever, for connie to then make him realise how silly he was being. these two are destined for each other, but that advice from ruby & sapphire has really fucked with him. he looks up to those 2, looks up to garnet, their relationship is so strong & stable. for them to give him that advice & to then scream “DO IT!” in his face is incredibly tasteless imo.

then greg gets here. I knew connie was calling for either greg or the gems when she was on her phone as she left the room, fuck yea connie I love you. the breathless, strained “thank you” from steven towards connie for calling his dad? g o d. connie telling him she’ll be there for him when he’s ready?! g o d. these next boards were done by rebecca, I knew immediately when I saw steven’s face. it makes sense that rebecca boarded these, because fuck. 

how do I move on from all of the stuff I’ve been through? how do I live life if it always feels like I’m about to die!?

I’m tearing up as I type this. when I first heard the leak of this audio I so badly wanted to believe it, but to also believe it was fake too. I was an emotional mess off & on for about 3 days over it because I couldn't stop thinking about how fucking distressing it was. like… shit steven. he seriously feels this. I can’t even begin to imagine the pain he felt just saying this in front of his fucking dad. he is hurting badly. this boy, this sweet sweet boy we’ve watched grow & develop into the person he is today is distraught about his future & life. it is… soul crushing to watch this. a group of friends of mine have found joking about the episode as a form of coping with the intensity of it & as much as that’s valid as fuck, any joke coming from this episode feels morally wrong to me. I can’t bring myself to join in it feels terrible even thinking about laughing at it to cope. I love them all, but I can’t bare myself to join them. this moment ending with greg comforting steven, telling him he’s here for him & all of his struggles, got me weeping. greg is possible the best father figure I’ve seen on tv, let alone a kids tv show. he’s amazing.

the final scene right here is lovely. greg making steven a hot chocolate & listening to him vent, reassuring him over his worry for his future. this right here is exactly what steven needs. someone to talk to, someone he could trust to talk about his feelings to. this the start of his support system, tag on peri from in dreams, bis in bismuth casual as well as connie from the past few episodes & it’s already looking great! even when greg eased him about being there for him steven still feels guilty about him leaving his tour, leaving his tour because he got a phone call from connie about his son being in need & steven feels guilty about it. fucking hell man. I did enjoy how the episode ended though, with that little moment between the both of them;

“just get some rest kiddo. you don’t have to solve all of your problems in one night.”

“yea. thanks dad.”

it’s a great message too, all of your struggles can’t be dealt with all at once. I’ve used a similar analogy before but it’s like removing a dead tree. you have to deal with all of the little things surround this issue first before you get to the deep, harder stuff. along side the message about trauma they’re both very important messages, I’m glad they exist in the show.

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one more thing before I end my thoughts & feelings over growing pains.

this ending shot;

as soon as I saw the frog mug my mind raced back to the promo for this scene, & this whole moment to come entirely. if you remember this moment has the first set of leaked audio within it, the audio of the gems basically cornering steven about him not opening up to them. christ pearl even gets mad at him for his gem building a wall behind him, protecting him from them. it’s common knowledge, I hope, that steven’s gem reacts to his emotional state. pearl herself has said this;

“I think your gem is reacting to your state of mind.”

his gem building this wall? it felt like steven was being threatened by them. this scene now has awful connotations with it. because since we now know what the pink mode is doing to steven, how actually painful it is, think back to these;

yea. fuck the gems. I’ll let it slide if steven, greg or priyanka haven’t told them about what happened at the hospital. but if they do know, if they know how much it hurts steven being in his pink mode & still press into him about it I’ll see red. with steven’s trauma & now ptsd being cemented into the show I fucking hope garnet, amethyst & pearl get held accountable for what they put on him as a kid. that shit will not slide with me if they don’t. do not condone what the gems put him through. do not condone the gems for making steven feel like he had to be his mum for them. just… don’t. please.

[ohnobjyx]

Plum blossoms in the snow (II)

Part 4: April and May (II)

Disclaimer: I try to keep things objective (if I include my personal opinion, it’s in cursive and in brackets), but I’m biased because of the XZ friendly content I’m usually exposed to and by my own views of their situation. Open to discussion, but please make sure you’ve enough information to do so.

(There was a mistake in the last post, that an anon pointed out. I’ve edited the post. Thank you!)

In May, some of the controversy resurfaced, in the topic of how idols and celebrities affect the younger generations, and, even how they affect younger generations by affecting those in charge of their education.

TV documentary

At the beginning of May, a documentary appeared on the news about a mother worried for her high school daughter, who neglected her studies “because she was infatuated with XZ”. Among other things, she’d ask for money to buy XZ’s new song (0’5 by the way) and she’d borrow money from her classmates to buy things he endorses.

Her daughter also appeared on the documentary, saying that her academic performance has nothing to do with XZ, but rather with the pandemic situation, as she’s not used to online classes. It turned out that she had skipped a grade, and entered high school directly from 2nd year of middle school, so she lacked the support of a network of friends and encouragement in her new situation. She said that as soon as she got her motivation back, she’d keep studying.

However, general public sided with her mother, and said that this kind of obsession with an idol was leading the youths astray.

Interview with Economic View

XZ also gave an interview, for the first time since 2/27, for Economic View, alking about many topics, the “XZ fans incident” among them (I found this video with subtitles, and I think the subtitles are quite good).

He said, among other things:

“Everything happened in the climax of the country’s fight against the epidemic. I was deeply troubled and worried while I was quarantined at home. I also felt very if this incident has brought trouble to netizens. If that’s the case, from here, I want to say a sincere ‘I’m sorry’.

Since my debut to now, I’ve never ceased to receive well-meaning criticism and guidance. I went from being a normal person to go on to the stage. From my friends, from seniors… I’m always open to them. But of course, there is malicious criticism, some fake rumours and slander, that I think don’t affect just me, but also my friends and family. I don’t feel wronged. I just don’t understand.

When I was 19-20, and I first used w/ibo, I didn’t realize. That in such a public platform, I made inappropriate comments that have hurt other people. I apologize for the consequences of the inappropriate comments I’ve made in the past.”

He also said that the fans always did public welfare projects in his name, and that he got energy from them.

“I hope fans can live their own lives well, and don’t resort to extreme actions to hurt others or themselves.”

This interview was of course praised for showing responsibility and answering almost all questions. We can all notice that his responses are very carefully worded, that he takes his time thinking about what he’s going to say and how, and that his answers are very calculated. Don’t misunderstand me. He did it very well in this interview, and I don’t think he was insincere, but he needed to be very careful about what he said at the time.

Other idols and their sasaengs

On the 9th of May, WYB posted the following:

“I work very hard, can’t I even nap for a bit in the car? My staff stood in front of your car, and you still dared to drive forward? For a long time, strangers come and knock my hotel room’s door, they install tracking devices in my car, there’s people following me no matter where I go… unbelievable! I really can’t understand you!”

A crazy fan had followed him on her car. When the security had tried to stop her, stepping in front of her car, she still tried to drive forward.

To this, UNIQ OFFICIAL account expressed their support like this:

“Against this kind of vile behaviour, report to the police! Let the law investigate their legal responsibility! To those who go against other people’s security and don’t respect your privacy, zero tolerance!”

The teacher’s incident

On the 10th, XZ posted:

“Please listen to me carefully once more! I wish you to take good care of your studies, careers, personal lives, and to place them before “chasing stars”. Study hard, take your job seriously. Be responsible and assume your obligations, follow the rules of your career and abide by professionalism. I don’t your help.”

This message may seem harsh to some of their fans. So, why did XZ publish such a comment?

A primary school teacher had posted a video of his students cheering for XZ. This angered a lot of netizens, who said that she was using a position of power to “indoctrinate” young children to like this idol. The haters affirmed that she was guiding the children to “chase” stars, and that she’s a bad influence (I actually agree with this one, you really shouldn’t do this in a classroom, but to involve XZ again is going too far).

XZ and the teacher were reported to the authorities. The Ministry of Education answered that the teacher had been suspended from her job and the school’s director had received a formal reprimand. The teacher’s w/ibo account had also been blocked. This is the main reason for XZ’s post.

Talking about unreasonable responses, after this incident with the teacher, the next day the topic “XZ’s supertopic teachers group” went on hot search in w/ibo. A group consisting of more than 1000 teachers, all fans of XZ, had been formed inside the supertopic. This was widely questioned by the netizens and haters.

To be fair, this didn’t happen just to XZ. Around the same time, another video emerged, with a teacher encouraging his kindergarten students to cheer for Wang Junkai. So with this incident, the Ministry of Education started to pay attention to similar content.

On the 14th, XZ forwarded an article by People’s Daily about teachers using their students to cheer for their idols and asking 

“Don’t go beyond the limits of your professionalism. Don’t leave the circle of rationalism. The fan quan can’t circle everything” (”quan” means circle)

Many more teachers were reported, and in response, the XZ’s fans association posted this:

“There are many voices criticizing XZ’s fans right now. We accept the criticism. XZ has told his fans to “pursue the idols” in a civilized and rational way, but some still display unreasonable behaviour. These actions have a great negative impact on him. We apologize to him and to other fans in their name.”  

This even extended to a teacher teaching a course of cyber-violence. She used XZ as an example of cyber violence and haters’ attack. This was brought again to the authorities by the haters, and she was suspended from her job. Luckily, her students and their parents were very supportive and defended her, so she came back to her post.

(This was just ridiculous. Really).  

This is quite a curious thing: even though we can see that objectively, this teacher didn’t do anything wrong, the department deemed her at fault due to the large number of reports.  

(It’s a thinking that goes along the lines of “if a lot of people think she has done something wrong, then she must have done something wrong”.)

So if haters can’t find anything to criticize in XZ, they’ll turn to his fans.

More support...

15th of May. A screenwriter and director posted a comment praising XZ and lamenting about his situation. The next day, he updated saying that he had been attacked in private comments because of his post, so he was very angry by it (he was angry with haters, not with xz).

On that day a photographer that had worked with him also praised him, saying he was humble and polite. He was also attacked by haters and antis, saying he had only praised XZ out of all the idols he had worked with, so he had to have ulterior motives, such as being paid by his studio or insulting the other idols in disguise.

People noticed that if someone defends XZ, no matter who they are, they’ll be attacked. No matter what XZ does, he’ll be criticized by some. If he doesn’t do anything, the haters turn on to his fans. Hater were trying to destroy every effort he made, and they managed it easily at first. After each appearance in public, he faces all kinds of comments. So conspiracy theories surged, about a mastermind behind the haters.

Even the lawyer that was managing XZ’s case was attacked by haters.

(Who in his right state of mind calls a lawyer with their own mobile phone to insult them? This logic and rationale amazes me…)

... and a little disappointment

At the end of May, the photos of him filming a episode of the season 2 of 青春环游记 were leaked on S/na News. He did participate in the recording, but the episode didn’t include him in the end (aired mid-June). A worker said they had been feeling pressure from various fronts, and finally felt that it’d be best not to include him (I suppose they feared the pressure from the antis).

In the midst of disappointment, his fans mostly reacted by keeping a positive attitude: “he posted two selfies lately, he shot a cute video making a drink (the douyin video), he seems in a good mood in all them. With them he was trying to cheer us fans. He has told us not to be used by others, not to get carried away by antis, not believe rumours, and to not be suspicious of his studio. What’s an episode in a variety show? He got paid anyway just for recording it. Let’s not cry over it.”

Truly, in spite of everything that happened at February and March, I think this is the kind of comments he deserves from his fans: people who are a little bit sad because he didn’t make it to the episode in the end, but who are still supporting him, waiting for his next project and listening to what he says.

←Part 4 (I): Plum blossoms in the snow (I) | Part 5 and 6: A snowy summer→

[pixiescriptures]

Found Family ;

Chapter 3 ;

Illuminated By The Light on My Laptop

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A/N: this chapter will have multiple group chats, each group chat name will be in blue and italicized. Here are the group chat names and the member's in each chat, along with their username.

Also, there are mentions of age regression. IT IS STRICTLY SFW!!

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Felix, Han and Co.

Felix - felex

Jisung - JiJi

Chan - chris

Changbin - binnie

Jeongin - babie noises

Seungmin - killer babie noises

Minho - catboy

Hyunjin - hyunnie

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3Racha Sauce

Chan - CB97

Changbin - SpearB

Jisung - J.One

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Danceracha Shit

Felix - Pixie

Hyunjin - Prince

Minho - Cat

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JeongMin

Jeongin - Jeong

Seungmin - Min

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The Gayz

Felix - Lixie

Hyunjin - Jinnie

Minho - Meanie Hyung

Seungmin - Minnie

Jeongin - Innie

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3Racha Sauce

J.One: so, which song are we recording next, hyungs?

CB97: we're not sure. honestly, I'm thinking we should record Matryoshka.

SpearB: it's 3 in the morning you sick fucks shut up and go to sleep

CB97: sleep, who's she??

J.One: I have insomnia you little shit.

SpearB: go text Felix, then. I'm sure he's awake.

J.One: mmm... nah

CB97: still embarrassed about the 'head' thing, sungie?

J.One: don't mention it it's so embarrassing I'm gonna cry wtf

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The Gayz

Lixie: hey, @meanie hyung. when we were talking did you see those two guys who were totally eavesdropping??

Meanie Hyung: I believe so. One had blonde hair and the other was unbelievably gorgeous.

Lixie: uh. sure. I was just thinking. Chris hyung and Binnie hyung said they were nearby, what if that was them? Oh fuck. What if they heard the story about the crash and never talk to me again its alk mu failt

Meanie Hyung: pixie, breathe. I doubt it was them, first of all. Second of all, everyone makes mistakes. You both survived, a little worse for wear but physically Jeonginnie has no injuries. You two got super lucky and it's not your fault. It was an accident.

Jinnie: what's going on?

Jinnie: oh lix...do you want me to come over?

Lixie: mm... yes please. or just a video call, I don't mind

Jinnie: I'm on my way, baby, keep breathing okay? Minho, keep an eye on him till I get there, okay??

Meanie Hyung: if pixie weren't on the edge of a breakdown I'd be sassy but I'm too worried about my bubby so yeah. I'll watch him. How long till you get there??

Jinnie: well, I'm on the other side of Seoul so like...an hour??

Meanie Hyung: I'll video call him.

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The sound of Felix's ringtone broke him out of his self-deprecating thoughts, his hands shaking as he looked at the screen.

Minho Hyung, he read, sliding his finger onto the accept bar.

"Pixie?" Minho's voice came through the speaker loud and clear, soon joined by his face. He was obviously tired, but he had just gotten home from work and was working on feeding his cats again. "Hi hyung...how are...Soonie, Doongi 'nd Dori?" Felix asked, cooing when he saw Soonie rub up against Minho's arm. "Doongi's passed out on the couch. Dori's...somewhere, and Soonie is apparently hungry," the male laughed, gently petting his cat.

"Hyungie," the Australian said, causing Minho to smile brightly at the screen. Minho could tell the other was regressing and knew Hyunjin needed to get there quick. "Yes baby?" He asked, moving to sit on his bed. Felix let out a little whine, "am sleepy but I can't sleep. hyungie, I want cuddles," he said, letting out a soft whimper. "Hyunjinnie is on his way, baby, can you wait for him?" Felix nodded quickly, getting up and grabbing a pastel pink blanket and a pure white teddy bear. Minho cooed at the sight, finding his best friend to be the cutest thing on the planet. "Do you remember the day you met hyungie?" He asked, wanting to sidetrack the male. Felix shrugged a bit, "fuzzy," he mumbled. "Want hyungie to tell you the story??" Felix nodded quickly, eyes sparkling. "Okay," he said, "listen closely baby."

Minho walked around the empty hallways of the high school, a slight limp with each step. He could barely hear the sound of someone sniffling, which didn't concern him at first until he heard the tell-tale sound of sobs. "Shit," he grumbled, cursing himself for being somewhat worried about the person crying. He hated how his body reacted, turning towards the noise and rushing - as much as he could while his ankle was sprained - to the sound.

What he saw when he opened the door to the boys' bathroom broke his heart. A small, fragile-looking boy was sat, curled up under one of the sinks which was attached to the wall. His face was pale, limbs trembling as he sobbed. When he saw Minho, he quit crying as much as he could, mustering up the courage to mumble out a 'sorry,' before standing up and turning to the sink. Minho sighed, "are you new?" He knew full well about the "hazing ritual" that the popular kids did. It mostly consisted of stealing your lunch for the first few weeks, using you as a punching bag and forcing you to do their assignments, all in the name of getting used to life at Levanter High.

"Yeah," he whispered. "I moved here from Australia a week ago. Started school today," he hummed. Minho winced at his broken Korean, nodding his head. "Stick by me, kiddo. I'll keep 'em away from you," he didn't know why but he felt the need to protect the Australian boy. Maybe it was the innocence he could see in the smaller's eyes, tucked away behind all of the pain and sadness that their peers caused. Maybe it was because the boy looked like he weighed twenty pounds and hadn't eaten for a month, though Minho was almost certain he had because he felt like not eating for a month would be a struggle, and he wasn't certain you wouldn't die from that.

Felix looked at him with wide eyes, "really?" The hopeful look soon died down as he hummed out, "why? what's in it for you?" This caused Minho to scoff, "I've always wanted to get back at my brother for bullying the new kids," he said. Felix's eyes widened in shock, "your brother is Lee Jinhyung??" He asked, furrowing his brows. "Now that you told me that, I don't trust you. However, I do need to find a way to actually get lunch cause I'm kind of on my own in Korea which means I barely have money for food so..."

Minho sighed, "what class do you have now?" He asked, gently hooking his arm into the other's. "Uh...ew. This year is Algebra II." "Ah! That's where I'm headed, kiddo. Oh! I'm Minho, by the way. I got held back a year for punching someone," he laughed it off like it was no big deal but Felix couldn't stop himself from looking up at him in admiration. "I'm Felix. Lee Felix, the transfer student from Australia who got emancipated at the ripe age of sixteen," he said, most of his words in English, but Minho thought that was something good so he smiled at Felix.

With a hum, the two set off to find the Algebra classroom, not knowing that their friendship would be the start of something that would, ultimately, change their lives for the better.

When Minho finished telling the story, he looked up at Felix who had his eyes trained on the door. "Is someone knocking, baby?" Felix nodded, scared. "Go see if it's Jinnie, okay? But take the phone with you." Felix got up and walked to the door, quietly mumbling out a 'Jinnie?'

"Hey Lixie, can you open up for Hyung?" Hyunjin's voice rang through the door, loud and clear. Felix's lips curled into a smile and he unlocked the door, opening it quickly. "Hyungie! Cuddles!" He shouted, happily.

[writemywaytoyourheart]

Onrsa- Chapter 5: Lost and Not So Found

pairing: vampire!jungkook x female reader

genre: angst, horror, drama, romance

word count: 1.5k

warnings for this chapter: noooone yet

Enjoy~

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It’s been a week since the last body was found.

If anything, the amount of time and no word from the killer has made the pit of anxiety in your stomach worse than it was a week ago. It seems almost like the murders never happened, like someone made up a scary story and all that’s left is the absence of four innocent people that you don’t even know. The air feels different and everyone can sense the emptiness that the poor victims left behind when their lives were unfairly taken.

You and Ga-In haven’t gone out at night since laundry day and going anywhere alone (even in the daytime) is breaking the unspoken rule between you two. You’re pretty sure she’s sick of you by now after being cooped up in the tiny apartment together for seven days in a row.

You drag your feet across the ground on your way through campus, a sluggishness in the air as everyone else seems to be lagging today as well. Some unspoken feeling in the air that there’s no reason to rush, but also a hint of underlying anxiety.

Something is off.

But, no one knows what it is.

You reach the cafeteria and numbly grab a tray, noting that the usual hum and buzz of casual conversation has dimmed considerably. You turn to scan the room and go over it twice, anxiety becoming a pit in your stomach when you don’t see Ga-In at your usual table.

In fact, she isn’t here at all.

You aren’t going to let yourself panic, she’s probably just being a slowpoke coming from her Biology class.

Although, she’s usually here way before you. The only other time she wasn’t was when she was sick at home with the flu.

No, don’t panic unless you have a reason to panic.

You make your way through the people that are all huddling together and whispering, but you really couldn’t care less about their stupid gossip. All you want is for Ga-In to come strutting through those cafeteria doors like the model she is, you’d feel a lot better if she did.

You sit and start unwrapping the silverware to eat your salad when some random boy plops himself down next to you and shoves his phone in your face.

“What the fu-”

“Have you heard the news?” He interrupts your exclamation of surprise and you just stare at him in confusion.

“I- what?” You have no idea who this kid is, let alone why the heck he’s talking to you right now, but when he says ‘have you heard the news’, your stomach twists for the nth time today.

This boy just continues as if it’s the most normal thing in the world, and you two have been best friends for years. “There’s a missing person case now.”

Your heart drops to your feet and your throat constricts painfully, “a- a what?” You stand up shakily even as you’re speaking. You can barely hear his response while grabbing your backpack, your head swimming and screaming at you to run and find her.

She’s fine. You saw her just this morning, you were in math class with her not even four hours ago. She can’t possibly be the one missing.

You keep repeating this mantra in your head, blocking out the kid that keeps talking about……whatever the heck it is he’s saying now. You bow to him and excuse yourself, slipping away and speed walking out of the room that’s now getting louder as people spread the word of the unfortunate soul who must’ve been the next target.

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You step outside of the building and hold your hand up to cover your eyes from the bright sun; a few students are walking around campus, carrying book bags and chattering away without a single worry except what to eat for lunch, or that paper Mrs. Jong insists is due tomorrow, even though last week she definitely said Friday.

And you really, really don’t care. 

You run as fast as you can to the science building, flinging the door open and scaring a few students when you fly past them. Ga-In’s class is in room 502, so you hurry along the hall; eyes frantically scanning the numbers on the doors. You eventually find the right room and stop short; grabbing the handle and yanking the door open, you see a full classroom of about a hundred pairs of eyes staring at you.

Oh.

This is awkward.

The professor turns to look at you and you scurry inside to his miniature podium, “I- I’m really sorry, but I was just wondering if Kang Ga-In was still here.” The man smiles gently at you and shakes his head, “I’m sorry little lady, she left almost an hour ago after my last class.” You nod and bow, whispering a thank you and another apology for barging into his class, before you hurry out the door and close it quietly behind you.

Now what? What on earth are you supposed to do?

You try to close your eyes and keep a straight head but every time you let your mind wander, you see Ga-In dead in a ditch with two holes tainting her beautiful body and no answer as to who, how, or why.

You need to find her. You can’t just stand here.

At that thought, you take off running out of the science building and back outside where people are now swarming the sidewalks and the randomly placed grassy patches. You spin around, looking in all directions, wracking your mind for any place she might have gone. Someone across the campus grounds watches you quietly, but your mind is racing so fast you don’t even notice them. 

Where could she be?

Where could she be?

WHERE ON EARTH IS SHE?

By now you’re almost in tears.

A second later you jump about ten feet in the air when you feel a hand grab your shoulder. You fling around and position yourself as though you’re about to karate chop the heck out of the assaulter, before you see who it is.  

“y-y/n?”

“Seungwook?”

“Yeah, it’s me.” He smiles and laughs at the position you’re currently in, “what are you doing?” You sit there and blink blankly for a moment before straightening up and miming dusting your arms off, “I’m, uh, just looking for Ga-In. You haven’t seen her by any chance?”

Seungwook looks thoughtful for a moment then nods, “actually, I have. She was walking into the dance building when I passed by a couple minutes ago.” Your heart soars and you grab his hand, bowing over and over again.

“Thank you! Oh my gosh, thank you Seungwook, you’re an angel! I have to go, I’m sorry!” He laughs at your antics and watches with an amused smile when you dart away towards the building he mentioned.

You hurry into the dance building and see Ga-In through one of the windows in a dance room, she’s putting some shoes on and tying them. You throw the door open and run inside; wrapping your arms around her waist and holding on tightly.

“y/n? What’s the matter? What are you doing?” Your surprise attack knocked her a bit off balance but she managed to catch herself. The relief in you is almost suffocating, but then a tiny blossom of anger and betrayal sparks into a flame and you pull away with a scowl on your face.

“What’s the matter with you, Ga-In?? You scared me!” She looks totally confused as you cross your arms angrily in front of her. “Why- how did I scare you?” You scoff and throw your backpack in a corner of the room before turning on her again, “I thought you were kidnapped! There’s a missing person case, and you don’t show up to lunch and your professor hadn’t seen you since class ended!”

Ga-In looks guiltily at you and shrugs, “I sent you a text that said I wasn’t going to be going to lunch today. I thought you got it. I’m sorry y/n….” You huff, the anger already leaving your system at her stupid puppy dog eyes.

“Well, I never got the text. What are you even doing anyway?” She looks down shyly and shakes her head, “nothing.”

“No, no. Tell me~” You whine and pull on her sleeves, knowing when you do this it always makes her laugh. “Ok, ok! Let go of me, silly.” You smile and let go immediately, plopping yourself on the ground and waiting for her explanation.

“I needed a mirror so I could practice my….. -del -alk…”

“You what?” She mumbled the last part and you lean closer to hear her better. “I needed a mirror to practice my- my model…-walk.” Your chest warms at her confession and you hug her long legs, “Ga-In! I’m so excited for you! So, you decided to pursue it?” She nods slightly and you reach out to high-five her- which she responds to by gently tapping your outstretched hand.

What a cutie-

“Wait.”

“Hm?” You look up at her sudden question and the nerves immediately come back at her next words, “what was that about a missing person?”

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a/n: y’all are in for a twist in the next chapter ;) thanks for sticking with me! I promise Kookie will show up soon, I really do. I just have to get the leading up to stuff over with

[lovemesomesurveys]

ACH Do you listen to anything by Bach? No.

ASH Do you like ash trees? I don’t have anything against them.

Do you have the ashes of a family member or a pet? My grandma and grandpa’s. I’m sad we didn’t cremate my dog, Brandie. We made a nice burial site in the backyard, but when we move... :(

How often do you feel like you want to bash your head against a wall?Gah, I do get pretty irritable and frustrated often.

Has anyone ever thrown you a big birthday bash? Yeah.

Do you know anyone who is brash? Yes.

Do you typically carry cash or a credit/debit card? Card.

Have you ever crashed someone else’s party before? No. I wouldn’t want to be somewhere I wasn’t invited to.

Have you ever been involved in a car crash? No, thankfully.

Do you use Door Dash? Nope. Or any other variant. 

How often do you use a dash in your writing? Rarely.

Last place you made a mad dash to? I haven’t ran in a long time.

Do you make it a habit to flash people? Uh, no. I’ve never done that.

Do you prefer flash or no flash on a camera? No flash.

Is the Flash one of your favorite superheroes? No.

Do you use the phrase “I’ll be back in a flash”? I’ve probably said that before, but no it’s not something I use regularly. I’d say “I’ll be right back” instead. 

Have you ever had a gash in your head before? Anywhere else on your body? Not on my head, but yes.

Do you like hash browns? I love hash browns.

Do you do hash? No.

How often do you use hash tags? Not that often. I know people who get crazy and hash tag everything.

do you have long eyelashes? No, I wish.

How often do you lash out at others? For what reasons? I just get in irritable, moody moods and I can be snippy and short. :/

Do you like mashed potatoes? Yesss.

Do you typically gnash your teet htogether? No.

Do you know someone who speaks balderdash? No.

What color is the backsplash of your kitchen? White. I’ve never heard that term used in that before lol so I had to Google it.

Have you ever had any rashes before? What kinds? Yeah. Allergies, allergic reactions, heat, and I think as a stress response.

Do you typically make rash decisions? No.

Have you ever worn a sash before? Yes.

Do you often find that your personality clashes with others’ around you? No.

Whose tires would you like to slash? I don’t want to slash anyone’s tires.

Who would you like to smash with? No one.

What was the last thing you smashed out of anger? I don’t do that.

Do you have a secret stash of something hidden anywhere? No.

How often do you take out the trash? I personally don’t do it as it would be hard for me to do, but my family takes care of that regularly.

Has anyone ever told you that you look like trash? Wow, no not to my face. I’m sure they’ve thought it. I say that about myself all the time.

Do you like to splash in the pool, the bathtub, or in puddles? I did as a kid in the pool and bath.

Have you ever thrashed violently before? What was the cause? No.

Do you own and use an eyelash curler? No.

Have you ever experienced backlash from others? Yes.

Have you ever had whiplash before? No.

ATH Do you prefer a shower or a bath? Shower. I haven’t taken a bath since I was a kid. Have you ever given another person or an animal a bath before? My doggo, yes. How good are you at math? Not at all. Do you feel like you life is on the right path? No. I got lost. Are there any bike paths or footpaths in your area? Yeah. Have you ever gone on the warpath before? No. People know when I’m in a bad mood, though, and leave me alone. Is there a birdbath in your yard? In my backyard. Have you ever had a footbath before? No. What’s the last thing you’ve had to deal with the aftermath of? A lot of things all throughout my life. Have you ever witnessed a bloodbath? No, omg. Are you a sociopath or a psychopath? Do you know anyone who might be? No. Who’s the last person that you faced the wrath of? Uhh.

AMP Do you have an instrument that you plug into an amp? No. When’s the last time you felt amped up? What was the reason? During my Disneyland trip earlier this year before shit hit the fan. Have you ever gone to day camp or overnight sleepaway camp? I’ve been to science camp and Girl Scout camp, both of which were a week. When’s the last time you felt like a champ? I’m no champ. Last time it was damp where you lived? It feels like forever. Weirdest place you’ve ever had a cramp? I’ve had them in various places. Do you refer to your grandfather as “Gramps”? I call my paternal grandfather, Papa, so no. I did call my maternal grandpa that sometimes, though. Have you ever worn a headlamp before? No. Do you have a ramp anywhere in your house? No. There aren’t any stairs or steps. Has anyone ever called you “scamp” before? No. How many lamps are in the room you’re in? How many are actually turned on? A ceiling lamp and a floor lamp, none of which are on at the moment. Do you stamp your feet when you are angry? No. lol aw that reminds me of my doggo who does that when she wants something. It’s cute. Last time you used a postage stamp? I don’t recall. It’s been a long time since I’ve sent something. Are there streetlamps on your street? What time do they turn on? Yes. They turn on at night. Last place/area that you wanted to revamp? I’d like to give me a room a makeover. Do you know anyone who is a tramp? No. I don’t even use that term. Have you seen Lady and the Tramp before? Yes. Do you know anyone with a “tramp stamp”? *shrug* It’s possible.

AWK/AULK/ALK Is the squawk of certain birds annoying? Which ones? Yeah. Do you prefer hawks or falcons? And...why? I don’t prefer either one. Has anyone ever watched you like a hawk before? My doggo when I’m eating, ha. What was the last thing you used caulk on?   I’ve never used it.

[a-zebra-is-a-striped-horse]

[elejah-wonderland]

Game Of Love/4

Fanfiction

Part 4

Joel Goran x reader

Ft. Klaroline and other TVD/TO characters, as well as Saving Hope characters. 

a/n: this is, as my friend @rissyrapp20 said - Joel Goran meets the Mystic Falls/NOLA gang. But it is totally AU- Klaus Mikaelson is a surgeon, and so Y/N and Caroline Forbes. 

There is a lot of drama- quite a lot going on. LOL. Also, this is an extra long part. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks so much for reading and liking, and reblogging. Luv ya, guys. xoxo

Masterlist 

tags @rissyrapp20 @dendrite-lover @arivalappears @cassienoble2000 @captainshurley @elejahforever @hides2000 @goddessofthunder112

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"So, he kissed you on the cheek??"- Caroline said astonished-"in front of everyone? Just like that?"

"Well, yeah. Just like that."- Y/N replied.

"Well, you and him are now No.1 on the Hospital’s gossip list. They saw you take him by the hand the other night, and now he kissed you on the cheek- Jo has already painted you black. With Alex, especially."

"And - nothing is going on with me and him."- Y/N said sighing and added-"yeah, I heard about Jo telling Alex about me and Kai, probably about Stefan as well. And Alex kind of talked to me about - well, it was more like telling me that he would break my heart, because Joel doesn't know how to love."

"Right."- Caroline slipped.

"I tried to find him later. But he left for New Zealand because he had some vacation time."- Y/N said.

"So, what now? I mean- are you in a friend zone now? What?"

"It can't be anything. He is emotionally wrecked."- Y/N said-"and I - can't get into anything with him till he - HUH- this was doomed from the beginning. I just had a one night stand with him- and now-"

"Now, you are in love with him."- Caroline stated.

"And now I am in love with him!"- Y/N said huffing and puffing. She then turned the tables on her sister and said-"if we are no1 on gossip list, you and Klaus are no2."

"I know."- Caroline said and continued-"last night, Rayna and I met Rebekah in Rousseau's. She called me a slutty bitch and a homewrecker. And I called her the same back, bringing Damon up. Sorry. I just- couldn't control myself. She so ticks me off."

"I know. She is always so high and mighty."- Y/N said-"but- what is it really now with you and Klaus?"

Caroline sighed a little now flashing back at her and Klaus' little  after-birthday-party hook up in the Grill's storage room.

Flashback

Straightening her dress now, Caroline looked at Klaus, who zipped his jeans and put his T-shirt back on. He looked back at her with a sweet smirk on.

"Oh, we have to stop this."- Caroline said ruffling her hair.

"Why?"- Klaus now neared her again, and placed a sweet little kiss, brushing his hands through her hair, adding-"you are so beautiful and sexy."

Caroline gulped now trying to keep her head straight-

"Because of you- and you being married and I just- don't want this to be about sex. And I get that you are getting out of something long-term and - I don't want to push you into anything. There is work and your ex-wife, and I just- I am drawing the line here!"

Before Klaus could say anything, Caroline snaked out of his arms and walked out.

"Have you talked to him afterwards?"- Y/N asked.

"Yeah."- Caroline replied- now retelling her friend  the  conversation she and the Attending had at a break in the hospital the following day-

Flashback

Klaus found Caroline sitting  in the little atrium of the hospital.

"May I?"- Klaus asked if he could sit at the bench next to her.

"Sure."- Caroline said shortly.

"About yesterday"- Klaus started-

"Hey- we don't have to."

"Yes, but still- I need to say this though. I want you to know that  I really think that you are so beautiful, sexy and smart. I hope I didn't make you feel like I used you. It was never my intention"

"You didn't."- she cut in-" I had fun, too. It's ok, really."

Klaus looked down and then at her-

"I am really sorry can't give you more."

"As I said -it's ok. I have patients to see."

Caroline then got up and walked away.

"He can't give me more, which I totally understand, and- it's not like we've been together or something.  How could I be so head over heels, and I've just known him like five minutes."- Caroline sighed 

"It happens. Comes out of nowhere and just kicks you right in the heart."- Y/N said, thinking of Joel.

¤

At the same time 

At  Rousseau's

Klaus was out with a newly made friends, Vincent Griffith and Alaric Saltzman.

Oliver Queen now walked in, and Alaric shouted a warm greeting at his friend from Med school.

"Hey, you made it!!"- both men now gave each other a welcoming pat on the shoulder.

 "Gentleman, let me introduce my buddy- Dr Oliver Queen."- Alaric said-”This is Klaus Mikaelson and Vince, I told you about him.”

"You are replacing Alex, when she goes for maternity leave? But that's like months away?"- Vincent said as he shook Oliver’s hand.

"Yes."- Oliver said-"but the Fells wanted me to start now. And I had nothing better to do with my life."

"You are telling me New York got really boring?"- Klaus then said taking a swag of beer.

"A change of scenery is always good."- Oliver replied.

Klaus smirked a little and then said-"You are right there."

"This Hospital is the Top Gun in the medical teaching hospitals, and I really wanted to see if you are really the best of the best. And teach the best of the best."- Oliver then said.

They got him a beer now and Klaus, together with Vincent said-

"Welcome."

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In the Mikaelson Mansion

Esther entered the study, where Mikael already waited for her.

"What is it?"- Esther asked coldly.

"I have decided that I will tell him the truth."

"Now, after alk this time?"- Esther said-"Why?"

"Because- his girlfriend is pregnant, and I want my grandchild to be part of this family. I can't bear it - not to know him or her- I just- it is not right."- Mikael said.

"Right?"- Esther said taking a moment's thought-"Mary decided that she was not going to tell him, and we all agreed that will keep it that way."

"But that- all of that doesn't matter anymore, does it? Mary is gone. And Joel is a grown man now. He - will understand. We all made mistakes. He, himself has done plenty."

"Yes, we've all made mistakes, and look how many lives got messed up over it."- Esther reminded Mikael of the consequences his and Mary's affair had on their lives.

"I know. I regret it deeply. And I wish, I could turn back time, but I can't. But let's make it right somehow."- Mikael said.

"How can we make it right after so many years. It could be much worse. Did she ever tell her husband about Joel not being his son?"

"No. As far as I know."- Mikael said.

"There you go. That man raised him as his own, and now you would take the only family his got away from him."- Esther then said.

"What are you talking about? The man left them when he was 7 and went to New Zealand. And if Mary hadn't died, Joel would never really know him - "

"You kept on seeing one another afterwards, didn't you?"- Esther now said angered.

"I have not."- Mikaels said.

"I don't believe you."- Esther shot at her husband.

"I swear on our children's lives!"- Mikael then said.

"Don't you dare use them."

"I swear, Esther."-Mikael insisted.

"Whatever."- Esther said-"I - you need to know that this will bring shock waves throughout the family. Just think about it."

Esther then left the study. Mikael was left thinking about all, especially the past.

Flashback

38 years ago

"I am pregnant."- Mary Goran said to Mikael as she met him in the Grill, a couple of months after she broke it off with him.

Mikael smiled taking hold of the woman's hand warmly- "Oh, this is so- wonderful."

"Is it?"- Mary said-"I don't know. I- don't know what to do."

"I love you, Mary. And I am ready to do anything. "

"How can you say this? You have a two- year old son. Your family needs you. This not right, whatever we feel. It just is not. I don't know why I have even called you."

"Because you love me, and I love you. And, I know that I have a young family and- oh, I wish I have met you before."

"I wish so many things- and- oh, I am sorry that I- came here."

Mary now started crying. She was completely overwhelmed with the situation.

"We will figure something out."- Mikael tried to comfort her.

Mary abruptly pulled herself together, and walked out of the diner.

Mikael was an emotional wreck after having found out about Mary being pregnant with his child. And he had a family, a wife, he had married, so two families could become even bigger. His father-in-law, who was Virginia stat senator at the time, made sure that Mary stayed with her husband, and Mikael never divorced Esther.

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A few days later

Y/N's day started in the ER, and a colleague now confronting her about the Joel gossip.

"There was a bet on which intern Joel will sleep with first."

Y/N looked at her fellow intern furiously-

"What??? This is disgusting!"

"I know. It's totally lame."- Sam said.

"Who was it?"- Y/N now demanded to know.

"Y/N, I know it is completely out of order. But-"

"I want to know."- Y/N was not letting it go.

"I didn't want to stir shit."- Sam tried to calm Y/N down.

"Tell me!"- Y/N sifted anger making her chestnut eyes darken.

"Brad."- Sam now said.

"Right."- Y/N said and they both now went to take care of the patients, but as she had a break, Y/N went to find the young resident. And confronted him about it in front of the whole cafeteria.

She got some dollar bills out and said-

"How much is a bet it for an ass of the year?

The young resident looked at her astonished but it was clear that she had found out about the bet on Joel and the female interns. He started muttering something but Y/N just continued-

"Joel is flawed on so many levels, yes. He made huge mistakes.But unlike you, he is a good and warm person, and you are a sorry excuse for a human being!"

The whole cafeteria now applauded her. She now turned around and walked out of the place. 

🎃 That night, at home, as she went through a few case studies, Y/N made herself some cocoa and sat down on the bay window. Now there was again this one person on her mind, wondering how he was doing. No matter how much she tried not to feel anything more than just friendship towards Joel, her heart didn’t seem to want to listen to her. She looked out in the night, drawing a deep breath and then went back to the case studied.

A few days later

Caroline was saying bye to Y/N,  as she pulled a night shift and Elena just got in the hospital and already had her hands full with a presentation she was given to work on. And as she was waving Caroline off, her eyes now caught a smiling Rock Star of Orthopaedics. 

"Hey"- Joel greeted Elena and Caroline as he came up to them.

Caroline greeted him back and excused herself and left them to catch up.

"Hey"- Y/N said with a little mental gulp-"so, how was New Zealand?"

"Good. Actually really good."- Joel said-"sorry- I just left. After I talked to the Chief of staff, it was kind of a spur of the moment thing. I needed to - just go. Change the scenery, you know, after everything that -"

"Yeah, I do."- Y/N said and then there was a moment when they both went quiet and Y/N now tried to find to ask something more, and as she wanted to ask how his father was, Joel got a small box out of his bag handing it clumsily to her saying-

"Here. A happy belated - something."

"Oh"- Y/N exclaimed surprised. She opened it and it was a very unusual pendant she had seen.

"This is koru. It's Maori.”-Joel explained clumsily-”Symbolizes awakening, fresh beginnings, rebirth. It's kind of what you did for me the other night. And so I- well- "

Y/N looked at him with a small smile curling up on her lips and slipped quite an emotional thank you. Now the kiss on the cheek made sense. It was a thank you. He could see that she was really moved by the gift.

"In the last couple of days- and - well already on the plane-  I had so much time to think. About everything."- Joel now said-"and - well- "- he was suddenly terribly nervous again. He smiled somewhat nervously and said -"Later? Drink? Rousseau's?"

"Yes. See you there."- Y/N said.

"Ok."- Joel said. 

Y/N looked at the pendant and her heart and head were now more than ever in total confusion, but Joel's wasn't far behind either. He was nervous. He had never been nervous before. Something happened. Could he be in love with her? He just knew that she didn't leave his mind, all the time he was away. 

“Around 8?”- Y/N said .

“Yeah.”- Joel said and now gestured towards the elevator.

Y/N nodded and both then went to whatever was next on the agenda for the day.

¤

As Y/N called Caroline later to tell her that she kind of has this non-date thing, the blonde went now all in what-are-you-going-to-wear, what-will-do-with-your-hair, and Y/N answered simply that she had no plans to dress up.

“It’s only a drink. There is nothing to it, really”

“Nothing? Are you serious? He bought you jewellery!”- Caroline said with a duh voice.

“It’s a thank you thing”- Y/N said-”for being there and listening to him- and that is all”

“Right - tell yourself that. Do what you want.Ok. I’m going back to sleep cuz that double shift killed me.”- Caroline said yawning and hung up.

Y/N went off to her locker, to change. As they never knew how long they would stay in the hospital, she always had a couple of T-shirts and sweaters ready, as well as a pair of jeans. Casual was her style since - well, always. Now, having changed, she put her boots on and leather jacket on. She didn’t bother about the hair at all. She simply undid the pun and combed it a bit. This was not really a date, and she was not Cinderella. Just an intern. And she was meeting a friend for a drink. 

Since, there was still more than an hour till Joel finished his shift, Y/N called Bonnie and met up with her. Since Caroline was not available to listen to her analysing every detail of her heart, Bonnie was her other bestie, who never minded being there for her. Bonnie had a lot to discuss as well, as the night of the birthday lip sync birthday thing, the chemist also went down the line as he friends and hooked up with Kol Mikaelson.

But she now let Y/N talk first.

"Is this a gift wrapped up as a thank you or am I imagining something more? Look, how beautiful it is."- Y/N showed her friend Joel's gift and the meaning behind it.

"I think a thank you and something more is wrapped in it."- Bonnie said.

"You think? I don't know why I am going mad here over it? I can't start anything with him."

"You think he wants to start something?"- Bonnie questioned.

"Knowing him, not really. And then it will be a kind of a rebound thing, although it is not really that."- Y/N said sighing a bit.

"You are overanalyzing everything. Which something you totally do, and then don't listen to your head."- Bonnie reminded Y/N of her past mistakes.

"Caroline said that I am doing again the same thing I did with Kai."- Y/N said.

"Believing that you can change him because you loved him?!"- Bonnie stated.

"Yeah. Huh- but it feels like- it isn't so- like - I didn't know."

"He needs to want to change and break away from his past behaviour."- Bonnie said.

"I think that this thing with this guy dying shook him to the ground."- Y/N said.

"This is some life changing moment."- Bonnie said.

"He said that he felt like he died, like something broke inside of him."- Y/N remembered her and Joel's conversation the night before he left for New Zealand.

"What about Alex and him? There is also the kid."- Bonnie reminded Y/N.

Y/N now told her friends that Alex had talked to her, as the surgeon had presumed that Joel and Y/N had already started something.

"Can things be even more complicated?"- Elena said-"You know what is mad actually? He might not want to be anything but friends, which I totally get. The last thing he needs is a new relationship. I need to let this go."

"Yeah, you need to let this go."- Bonnie said.

Elena nodded, and her heart tried so hard to dismiss the idea that Joel may not have feelings for her.

"But you won't be able to let this go?"- Bonnie then said as she saw her friend play with the pendant all huffed up.

"Why does it have to be so complicated? I always fall for the wrong guy!"

"What you need to do is actually find out how he feels. And if he doesn't feel like you feel, or anything remotely, then you will have to let this go."- Bonnie said and with that their conversation ended as Joel now walked in the bar.

Bonnie, who was usually a very subtle person, this time did the opposite. As Joel got to the table they were sitting at, she greeted him and then made an excuse that she had to go.

"I hope it is not because of me."- Joel said.

"No. She was like leaving the last half hour, but I just kept her talking about - the upcoming charity thing she is busy with."- Y/N fibbed a little.

"Right. You want the same?"- he now asked about the drink.

"I am fine. I am kind of hungry, one more cocktail would completely knock me out."

"Well, do you want to go and grab something? I am kind of hungry, too."- Joel said.

"Yeah- cuz it’s been a long day. You know Sophie's Food Heaven?"- Y/N asked.

"Of course."- Joel said-"comfort food 100%. Whenever I eat there, I have to go to the gym straight after."

"So true. Caroline and I went there the other day and we were so full that we thought we wouldn't need to eat the next two days."- Y/N said grabbing her bag now-"so you go there a lot?"

"It's a place I used to go with my mom, especially when she would do long shifts at the hospital."- Joel said.

"Hospital?"- Y/N was puzzled.

"Didn't I tell you that she was a nurse?"

"No. But it makes perfect sense. Did she meet your dad there?"- Y/N asked.

"No. They met at the Whitmore Medical School. They both were teaching there at the time. He was working at the Charlottesville Memorial."- Joel explained and then said-"Your car? My car?"

"Ahm- I'll go with mine. Meet you there."- Y/N said.

"Ok."- Joel said and then went to his car.

¤

Elsewhere

Mikaelson Mansion

Klaus went to his parent's house to meet up with Camille, to try and talk to her about the divorce settlement.

"I don't want a divorce. I stopped the proceedings."- Camille said-"I want us to go to marriage counseling. I want to save our marriage."

Klaus shook with his head in negation.

"Why?"- she continued-"Why would you not try? We loved each other. We - both made a mistake. We just fell in a rut and - then things happened. You slept with her and then I slept with Marcel, just to get back at you. But I didn't stop loving you. We can find the way out of this."

"Yes. There is a way out of this and -"- Klaus stopped there for a second looking at his wife. She was a dear, sweet woman. Loving. And he hated hurting her. He hated the whole situation, but he had to now say it.

"I- don't love you anymore. I am so sorry- but it is- the truth. I should have told you that already in New Orleans, and save you from all this -"

Before he could finish the sentence, Camille slapped him.

Whether the slap was justified or not, Camille was at the end with her nerves and the last words provocated her now shouting at him to get out.

Klaus made a little sigh and walked out of the room, stumbling on his sister Freya as he walked down the long corridor.

"Klaus?"- Freya ran after her brother.

He ignored her and now, as he got out of the Mansion got into his car, put his foot on the accelerator, driving off like a lightning.

😍

In Sophie's Food Heaven Diner

Sophie Deveraux, who knew Joel since he was a kid, watched Joel and Y/N for a little while as they were chatting away quite happy and relaxed. Very rarely did she see him with a woman there. The waiter got the desert and as he walked to their table, Sophie now went with him.

"Hi. I hope the steak was good."- Sophie said.

"Perfect."- Joel said.

"Absolutely great."- Y/N complimented the Chef.

"She is the Chef/owner. Sophie Deveraux."- Joel said introducing her to Y/N.

"Nice to meet you."- Y/N said.

"Nice to meet you, too."- Sophie said-"so good to finally meet Joel's girlfriend."

"I am- we are not-"- Y/N said.

Joel was like what the heck Soph. And knowing how straight forward she was she now said-

"You could have fooled me. This dinner is on the house. Enjoy."

"What?"- Y/Na was beyond surprised.

"We go way back."- Joel said and explained that he knew Sophie when they were kids- and now told Y/N something that kind of made him somewhat blush-

"She was the first girl I kissed and - yeah. And she just has this thing- I am allowed to  comment."

"And a free meal."- Y/N said-"so you are friends with a girl."

"Ha?"- Joel looked at Y/N a bit gone out.

"Ah, sorry. It was just- ok, I heard you say that you don't believe that man and women can be friends.Sorry."

"Well, it is something I said- and something- I so regret saying - I am really pathetic, aren’t I? So lame. I've said and done so many stupid things. "

"Hey. I didn't want to make you feel bad."

"You didn't."- Joel said-"I went and talked to a friend of mine, also from my childhood. She is Maori. She is a doctor, but a spiritual woman too. We talked about stuff and - you know- Selina's husband -and everything that had happened recently "

"Joel-”- Y/N said in a dear manner.

"I am not religious. I am a surgeon, and I know how the body works. She talked about the soul and that I have to connect with it again. Get to my wairua. She said also that I don't believe in love. That I don't know how to be loved, and give love, and that I-  But that I will know it only then when I find my soul. Huh. Here we are with that stuff - again."- Joel now sighed-”I so didn’t want this evening to be like a therapy session.”

"It's ok. It’ s good to talk ”- Y/N reassured the dishy surgeon.

"Thank you, but I - don't want to think that I am - using you as a shoulder to- cry on. Because this is the last thing that I want."

"It's ok to talk. You are not weak if you have to talk about heavy stuff. It's human."- Y/N said.

Joel smiled a little now and added- "Did someone ever tell you that you have that kind of bold bossy thing - in your eyes-"

"Yeah."- Y/N said chuckling a bit-"since I was born. Although Caroline is far bossier and more ambitious. She was twice elected as the President of the class."

“Oh, I can imagine. They way she is, soon she will take over as Chief of staff before she gets to be Resident.”- Joel said remembering the way Caroline sorted a situation out among her fellow interns and Residents.

“Well, you would not believe that once upon a time she was a really shy and insecure girl”

“I can’t see that.”- Joel said and now took a scoop of the apple pie and ice- cream.

The conversation now swayed to the her and Caroline’s High School days and all their shenanigans. 

A little later, as they got out of the Diner, with Joel finally convincing Sophie to let him pay the bill, they each stood for a second before they got into their respective cars-

"This was like- one of the best - dinner thing I had in a long time."- Joel said.

"Good. Next time it is on me."- Y/N said-"Or maybe we should let Sophie buy us a meal."- she referred to the silly negotiations he and Sophie had a few minutes ago.

"Yeah. Why the hell not. Then we will get all of the menu."

"Ok. Thanks for this- food."- Y/N said with a tiny smile curling up on her lips. 

"You’re welcome."- Joel said.

And then there was awkwardness. And to cut it, Y/N now said- "Tomorrow"

"Yeah, tomorrow."

Y/N nodded a little with a smile and went into her car.

Joel got into his car and took a moment, watching her drive off. He smiled a little as his emotions danced up the way they had never done before. And he so wanted to go after her and tell her that she freed his soul. How? When? He could not pinpoint it. Like it mattered. Everything with her was so effortless and made him feel good and all so fuzzy inside.  He now started the engine and .

A little later, he walked to her apartment and rang the bell.

Y/N opened the door and was surprised to see him there.

"Ahm, hey- did you forget something?"

"Yes, kind of- hm"- Joel smiled nervoulsy-"I forgot- well, to tell you that- tonight was kind of amazing- and - God- this is- I - just-"

His heart wanted to actually say this-”Before all I heard was silence,Life was stringing me along, Then you came and you cut me loose, And now  I'm dancin' on to your heartbeat, And when you're gone, I feel incomplete,So if you want the truth-I just wanna be part of your symphony”

"What?"- Y/N felt like her heart was going to burst as all her predictions and all she had felt now were coming to light.

Joel moved clumsily with his head aside and now said-"I think that I-m in love with you."

Y/N now smiled at him and replied-

"I think that I - am, too."

Joel now was kind of stunned, looking at her seriousl, emotions flying high,  and slipped a little-

"You are?"

Y/N nodded.

He now entered the apartment and kissed her.

Caroline now stormed out of her room and cut in the middle of the Y/N and Joel’s kiss saying-

"Klaus - has been in a car accident. It's not good."

“What? How? When?”- both Joel and Y/N now looked at Caroline, who looked for her car keys.

Joel’s pager now went off, and then said to Y/N and Caroline-

“I’ll drive”

Caroline nodded and all three of them rushed to the hospital.

 __________

[667-darkavenue]

young legends die all the time (part two.)

allurance gang au. heads up for mention of blood and injuries.

read part one here

or read the whole thing on ao3 here

The next day, Allura introduced him to Shiro—The friendly neighborhood paladin that everyone and their mother knew, idolized by all the boys on this side of town. Lance’s first assignment was to shadow him, learn the ropes from him. It felt like being promoted from valet guy to vice president.

Just from trailing behind Shiro, Lance became a somebody overnight. Everybody seemed to know him. And they treated him like... well, pretty hot shit. He didn’t wait in line for a bagel and coffee in the deli anymore. The owner knew who he was with and he’d beckon Lance out of the queue, right up to the counter. He memorized Lance’s order and made sure he was taken care of first, every single morning. The neighbors didn’t park in his family’s space anymore, even though Lance’s family didn’t have a car at the moment. One day, some random kids carried his mother’s groceries all the way home for her.

It felt amazing. And it was all because of the royal family. The people of the city knew Lance was one cog in the system that kept them taken care of. Serving the royal family was serving everyone. Paladins got more love than the cops.

Things escalated quickly on the job, though. Lance found out that he could kill. And that killing could feel fine.

Lance’s first kill was a cop who’d been acquitted three times for the murders of three different teenagers of color. He hit the target in one shot. Quick, clean, possibly painless. Even on these so-called “dirty” assignments, Lance felt like a guardian angel. When reported back to Allura, she cupped his face and kissed his cheek.

Most businesses depended on the royal family’s protection from criminals that came from the bad side of the city. So, Alfor got tributes from everyone living on the nice side of town.

In what seemed like no time at all, Lance was making more money than both his parents. The money freed them from exploitative jobs and worrying about bills and taking the subway to work. They could stay home, cook five meals a day, and take care of the grandkids.

The icing on top of this fantastic cake? He got to see his favorite person most days and nights! After enough time paying his dues and proving his chops, Shiro put a good word in for Lance. He got promoted from grunt to personal driver. “Driver,” however, was a loose title that didn’t encapsulate most parts of the job.

Allura was untouchable. As her driver, it was Lance’s responsibility to make sure that remained an unbreakable fact. Stay by her side, obey her, watch her back, and keep her hands clean. Allura would never ever sever an ear or break a finger or toss someone in the trunk. Yet still, every bad guy in a 30 mile radius had nightmares about her.

Sometimes Lance worried what she thought of him. Times like when he popped open the trunk in the garage and fumbled with black-gloved fingers to unbutton his shirt. She lingered at his side and stared like she wanted to help. But she knew better than to get her hands on the evidence. If anything at all got traced back to her father, the entire castle would come crumbling down. Lance eventually managed to get the white shirt speckled with red open and shrugged it off, tossed it into the trunk. Bloody gloves got flung in there after it and he pulled a clean shirt on.

This time, Allura reached out to help with it. “I’m going to verify if what we learned about the location is true.”

Lance carefully tucked the rosary dangling over his chest beneath his shirt as she buttoned it up for him. “Naw, it’s gonna be over by the time we do that. We can finish this tonight, while we still have the element of surprise.”

Tonight’s mission was to interrupt an attempted ransom. Some guy found himself on the wrong side of town and didn’t make it back. His family were well off enough to afford the price the Witch forced them to pay to see their son again, but the King couldn’t let this slide. Watching out for your own means everything.

“But it’s Friday,” Allura argued.

Friday nights were milkshake night.

“The diner doesn’t close! Late night shakes are the best.”

“It’s already late night.”

“I’ll pop in and out. You just sit somewhere looking pretty while I collect your money. I’ll be looking pretty, too.”

Her lips twitched, trying not to smile and failing. “See you at the diner, then.”

Shiro’s team went into the Witch’s territory to rescue the kidnapped son while Lance and Allura investigated the ransom money’s location. Everything would be returned to the Holt family. And if the family wanted to let the King keep the ransom money as a thank you, well... That’s just being polite, isn’t it?

Lance dropped Allura off at the Moonstruck Diner, then drove on to the drop location by himself. The spot turned out to be the parking lot of a dinky little shopping center on the bad side of town. He only needed to drive by once to spot the best vantage point. Lance parked his car in the back alley of an apartment complex across the street and quietly crept all the way up the fire escape. On the roof, he found a spot where the shadows could hide him well and got to work assembling his rifle. Clicking the pieces into place was strangely calming work. So was leaning down to look through the eyepiece and preparing to wait.

Unlike Allura, Lance was not untouchable. Far from it.

He didn’t know how long someone had been in the shadows of that rooftop with him, also waiting. A hand clapped over the bottom of Lance’s face, smothering a rag over his mouth and nose. He tried to hold his breath as he was yanked backwards, against a broad chest. That wasn’t much use. He refused to inhale as he struggled, but a massive punch on the side of his head knocked Lance right the fuck out anyway.

A slap to the face brought him back. He winced, clenching his teeth and eyes shut. His arms and legs were numb. His vision was blurred and drowned out by a way too bright lamp swinging right in his eyes, drilling a headache straight through to the back of his head. He was disoriented, but simultaneously adrenalized by a fight-or-flight response. It felt like his nerves were lighting up beneath layers of gauze.

“Hel-lo!” Another slap stung his cheek.

Through the blinding lamplight, a redhead with wide blue eyes came into focus for him. Pretty cute. In the shadows of the room beyond her, Lance spotted three other girl. A huge one, a short-haired one, and… Oh, wait. One’s a guy.

“Look at this, Allura’s dog has left her lap for once,” he drawled.

The redhead giggled. “Nah, he was just fetching her something.”

Lance looked down. His arms and legs were bound several times over.

“Tell us where she’s waiting for you.”

“Pfft,” Lance scoffed.

The girl pinched his chin between two fingers and yanked his face back up. “We have ways of making you ta-alk,” she sing-songed.

“What, slap me again? Jokes on you, I kinda like it.”

Her draw was extraordinary. Some hella Bruce Lee movement, almost too fast for the eye to see. He only realized she’d taken a gun out when he felt the butt of it bash against his cheek hard enough to rattle his teeth. His head snapped to the side with a breathless yelp. Fuck, that hurt. Warmth trickled down the side of his face. It dripped red on the clean shirt he’d changed into.

The girl lifted his chin up with the barrel of the gun, making Lance meet her eyes again. “Keep acting cute and see what happens.”

She smiled, sweet and bubbly. He tasted copper in his mouth. Now, Lance started to get really scared. He had heard of this gang and he knew how ugly interrogations can get. Hell, he’d conducted one himself that same night—which was a trap he walked right into, Lance realized several hours too late. He should’ve listened to Allura instead of rushing off to impress her.

“Let’s bring it back now,” the guy said. “Where is Allura meeting you?”

Lance swallowed, feeling the gun barrel tap his throat as he did. The ropes around his legs were bound too tightly for Lance to move a centimeter. Still, he kept his mouth shut. It was weird. He wasn’t the quiet type. But he could stay quiet. He could hold out. His people would be coming for him. Any minute. Any minute now. Please, fuck, someone had to be coming for him.

The huge girl stepped forward, into the light. “C’mon, let me smash some fingers as a warmup.”

“That’s a start.” From a scabbard Lance had not noticed hanging from the ringleader, Lotor’s, waist until now, he pulled out a freaking sword. How tacky.

Nonetheless, the whisper of it unsheathing made Lance’s blood run cold. His eyes went from the glint of the blade, to the big one’s knuckle cracks, to the quiet one cocking her own gun. A pair of hands slid down his shoulders, almost gentle. From behind, the redhead slipped her fingers beneath his half-buttoned shirt and pulled out a rosary. She twirled the cross in her fingers and hummed. Then, started winding the beads around her hand.

“We got alllll night to play with you,” Ezor cooed, tightening the beads around his neck until it hurt. Until he couldn’t breathe. Until the beads snapped.

.

A neon sign that spelled “Moonstruck” flickered pale blue light across Allura’s face. Throughout the diner, friends and couples chattered loudly, laughed obnoxiously. She was the only one sitting alone.

The whipped cream on top of her milkshake had melted to a white puddle that spilled down the sides of her untouched drink and pooled around the glass base. The waitresses kept looking in her direction with sad, sympathetic expressions. At first, Allura felt embarrassed. Now, she felt afraid.

.

When Lance came back to consciousness, his lungs were filled with smoke. His own coughing had startled him awake. He didn’t know he had blacked out in the first place. How long had he been out?

His eyes opened to plumes of grey drifting across the sky, covering the stars. And a view right up Shiro’s nose. Lance was being carried, apparently. Not gently, either. Shiro was running. Lance’s nerves seemed to wake up a few seconds behind, but the rough jostling sparked them right back to life. In a split second, he went from feeling numb to his bones to feeling like every inch beneath his skin was made of exposed wires rubbing against each other. Lance tried a garbled attempt at screaming a curse, but it sounded more like someone shouting “Fuuuuck!” while tumbling face-first down a flight of stairs.

“Sorry!” Shiro huffed.

It sounded sincere, but that was undercut by the fact that Shiro unapologetically flung him into the open backseat of a car moments later. Lance made a sound like someone screaming “SHIT!” while hurtling face-first down a flight of stairs.

Everything happened in the span of three seconds. Shiro climbed in after Lance and someone else dove in from the other side, smushing him into the middle seat. “Owowowow,” he complained at being shoved to sit upright with absolutely no tenderness. The engine roared and tires screeched against asphalt. The car was already peeling out of there before every open door had slammed shut.

Then silence. Only the sounds of five people panting filled the car. Keith in the driver’s seat, frowning at the road as he weaved around traffic and refused to stop at a single red light. On the passenger side, Allura spun in her seat to look at Lance—or tried to, but something tugged her back.

“Are you—” She whipped back around mid-sentence. “Ah, shit, my skirt’s caught in the door.” She turned again, more carefully this time. “Are you okay?”

The slight wince when she got a proper look at him in between passing streetlamps was a hint that he didn’t look okay. Lance took stock of everything he remembered before passing out. His right leg: fucked. His right fingers: fucked. Both sides of his previously beautiful face: fucked.

And he took stock of new fuck-ups he didn’t remember, so probably happened post-blackout. Most notably, his nose and his shoulder: fucked.

Without waiting for an answer, Allura assured, “We’re taking you to emergency. You’ll be alright.”

“Yeah, well, my lucky necklace broke. Will emergency fix that?” Lance turned to the paladin on his other side in an attempt to include them. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he realized it was not one of them. “WHOA. The fuck is she doing here?”

For the past minute, he’d been literally rubbing elbows with one of the girls from Lotor’s squad.

“Acxa’s a double agent,” Keith chimed in.

“She shot me back there!”

“I grazed you.”

Lance groaned. “Ugh, pedantics.”

“Semantics,” Acxa corrected.

“Ughhh,” he repeated.

At that point, Shiro intervened. “We wouldn’t have known where you were taken if it wasn’t for her. We couldn’t have gotten in, either.”

“Fine, thanks, but I’m just saying—You let me think I was gonna get murdered. I mean, you coulda winked or something!”

“A wink would help?” Acxa asked flatly.

“Uh, yeah! Gimme some hope, y’know.”

“I’m pretty sure Ezor winked at you at some point. And she was definitely going to murder you.”

After a long pause, Lance admitted, “You know what. Touche.”

In the front seat, Allura unzipped a Burberry purse in her lap. Plastic crinkled as she opened a makeup wipe. Lance watched her wipe her hands with it, flickering between darkness and orange light from posts outside. The white towelette came back red.

“Is that mine?” he asked.

“No,” Allura answered, something heavy in her voice.

Another tense silence descended on the car.

Keith was the first to break it. “Do you have any idea what we started?”

No one answered.

Lotor, like Allura, was untouchable. Supposed to be untouchable. Tonight, because of Lance, they broke the one rule between the warring families that was sacred.

Now, all bets would be off. No one and no place would be untouchable. They were in some deep shit.

“Hey. Hey.” Shiro tapped Lance’s cheek, snapping him out of it.

“Wha?”

“Try to stay awake. We’re almost there.”

“I’m awake,” Lance mumbled.

“Don’t close your eyes,” Allura added. “Keep them open. And keep talking.”

“Okayokayokay, um…” Yeah, he was slurring his words. “Turn the radio on.”

Allura leaned forward in her seat to switch the radio on.

She humored him even when he started getting picky with stations, guiding her on the dial. “That sucks, change it. Nope, next. Next. Next—Yes! Right there—I like dollars, I like diamonds, I like stuntin’, I like shinin’—”

Listen. She told him to stay awake and keep talking.

At first, it was Lance jamming by himself and bobbing his head to the extent that he could without disturbing the messed up shoulder. Then Allura swooped in for the pre-chorus. Shiro caved and joined in a couple seconds after she did. The other two kept playing it like they’re too cool for car karaoke, but Lance could see a smirk on Keith’s lips in the rear view mirror. And, up against his side, he felt Acxa chuckle softly right after the three of them barked the first line of the chorus in unison.

Lance still sang beneath his breath even as he was hauled out of the car in the hospital’s driveway.

.

“Can you believe I woulda died without Cardi B?”

All quiet in the diner. It was nearly empty, except for a handful of old timers getting breakfast. A little early for milkshakes, but Lance had a tradition to uphold.

The window behind Allura outlined her in a bright halo of early morning sunshine. “Mhm. You have some nerve, you know.”

Lance raised an eyebrow and took a doubtful slurp of his chocolate and banana shake.

She raised one right back at him. “You stood me up. No one’s ever done that to me.”

“Oh, c’mon. That’s not fair. I was literally taking a bullet for you.”

“She says it grazed you.”

“Come on.” He slumped back in his seat, smiling despite the offended tone in his voice.

It felt nice to act normal. Like things could carry on as always after last night. Lance didn’t even receive a single odd look when he lumbered in on a crutch with his cheek bandaged and lip stitched. The grandpas in the corner booth kept their heads down, politely staring at their bacon and eggs until he and Allura passed. The waitress was warm as always, but she didn’t take her eyes off her notepad when it was Lance’s turn to order.

He thought of when he was young, playing in the schoolyard, pretending to be something he wasn’t. Now, he played with Allura over milkshakes, both pretending they didn’t need to worry about what would come next.

END.

[flameontheotherside]

What Does E Equal?

If someone living here around my age can't give me the answer in 10 seconds, they aren't worth having a conversation with.... And if someone has to be nosey and cut in with some side remark to undermine me, 😂🤣👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼I'll tell them that obviously they aren't too bright either because they don't know A+B=C thier way out since the conversation didn't include a peanut gallery.

The older people are full of knowledge and experience because they done life. I like talking to them. 😁☝️ Not necessarily a smoker per se, it's not a thing I care about. It's more like drinking alcohol. It's cool but not something I NEED. Not to that extreme because I rather throw back shots and smoke an entire of the only "cigarettes" I always get if in the mood. I've never gone over 3 months smoking on and off. 😆 But I can go years. I'm lucky to not have any addictions. I could literally sell myself for shit but uhhhh… no thinks. Let's just say I'd rather be baker-acted.

😖 I've got Walking Backwards stuck in my head...

... And totally not related to, I was wondering if it's appropriate to show Computer Lab-guy my gaming shit. 😅 With stress my symptoms go full retard so it's kind of easy to say way too much. Lmao usually it's me to get excited about gamers. This time I was thrown off and kind of freaked out. 🙄 Since being here -- I guess being one of the few young and eligible females in her, I'm getting attention and it throws me off when people are nice to me. Usually I'm completely ignored and treated like shit.

It's just me and another girl.

I'm really happy we made up. Or actually I apologized for how I acted to her. She said I looked her over and, gave off an attitude when she said hello to me. Sometimes I'm completely not aware and in my own world. Happens a lot when I'm stressed. Guess I'm so used to trashy people I must have looked at her wrong without realizing. 😢 I still feel horrible for it and wish there was something I could do for her. Well we talk now and she's very smart. She comes from the same background and I can tell. Like me, no kids, criminal record, no prior homeless record or STDs. So we talk all the time when we want to vent about how this place drives us crazy. Because uhh.. I'm getting really fed up.

The other women are kind of "damaged goods". Not that I don't feel bad because I do. It's not really their fault but there are people like them who worked hard and made something of themselves. 😓 Here, people do and talk about drugs and it really makes me uncomfortable because my ex abused the same things people here do or did.

They say we are all in this together.

But it's not true. You have to be blind to not see how we are all different. Like I can't relate to most women here because of intelligence and they have kids. 😖 The guys are dogs and want just one thing on top of getting high. The few of us who come from middle class, somewhat sheltered and good upbringing talk together every now and then to talk about the "good ol days" before landing in this dump.

I shouldn't complain. 😓 Like I get it. It was easy to be grateful at first. Now four months in, I'm waking up to fighting, anxiety is worse, my "friends" are moving on, waiting to get approval for disability, my mom leaving to a shelter that was promised to me and taken at the last minute, and just overall feel like giving up.

In my head are these things that lead me here. My caseworker was supposed to be in today for our appointment. I guess being "on the spectrum" had me almost have a panic attack. All week I mentally prepared for this! 😖I was like, "Oh my God what do I do?! Are you fucking kidding me?!"... 😡 They are used to my freak outs. It's embarrassing. To me because I don't do this. I miss my home, my stuff and my cat. Thinking about them gives me a panic attack. People don't understand how much my cat means to me. They laugh when I say how much I want him back. People don't understand autism isn't one thing. It's a spectrum disorder meaning that there are LEVELS of it and not everyone is on the low end of it.

Luckily… or unluckily (new word)…

I'm just high-mild functioning. But under so much stress and chaotic conditions like this place, it feels like maybe on a scale of mild-low functioning. 🙃 I really hate ignorance and lack of understanding. Then again I'm surrounded by it so I look forward to seeing Computer Lab-guy on Tuesday. It's okay if he goes awol but my caseworker is who gets me out of here, so ☝️😔ummm… She's not allowed to skimp out on being my caseworker. I wish I could have a days notice but it's unrealistic. I got to be more understanding.

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Character Creation Tag

Tagged by @the-golden-ghost​

I...don't talk a lot about my OCs on here.  ^^;  But, for the purposes of this thing, think I'll rant about Kelly, since I just think she's neat.  If you don't know her (and you probably don't), uh...think big blob alien.

1) What was the first element of your character that you remember considering?

To be honest, she kind of came out of me trying to think about how her species would really work, or especially how they'd interact with the humans that had taken over their planet, back when the plot happened after a SUCCESSFUL human invasion.  Since I was still figuring out the characters in general I didn't have any aliens yet, it was actually mostly about the robots, so I just...made her up, to have a way of exploring that stuff.

2) Did you design them with any other characters from their universe in mind?

Admittedly, not really.  She was just...some rando, a test character that I figured I would end up plugging into a tiny part of the story eventually, after finally coming up with it.  Her having any real development or even being a major character wasn't a consideration for a while!

Heck, she still clashes with the non-gel characters a lot, kind of on purpose, to show how alien she is -- or, rather, how alien THEY are compared to her!

3) How did you chose their name?

Uh...picked it at random?  ^^;  Okay, I actually did have a thought process.  I came up with her full name, Alkeli, first -- a little play on the word "Alkaline", since she's made of an extremely basic/low-ph material.  Kelly was just a cute nickname for her that stuck.

4) In developing their backstory, what elements of their world played the most influential part?

Hoo boy, here we go.  Like I said, she was originally a VERY inconsequential character that I was just using for playing with concepts, but then I changed the plot to deal with the consequences of a FAILED human invasion of the aliens' planet rather than a successful one.  So, since the aliens were still top dog and actively trying to wipe out the few humans left, the human characters needed some leverage in order to survive.  I reworked Kelly as a character with connections to both worlds -- she's an alien, but was raised by the humans.  And I thought it'd be especially funny for her to technically be considered one of the main humans' "twin" sister as a part of that (I get a lot of joke mileage out of reactions to that little fact.)

5/6/7) Is there any significance behind their hair color/eye color/height?

Well, she doesn't have hair, so that's a problem.  She also doesn't actually have eyes, though she does have fake ones as part of her translator device -- them being blue really isn't too significant, other than her dad just picking it because it's his favorite color.  :P

Her height actually is kinda significant, though!  Most gel who interact with humans do so via translator devices, which give them a "face" and shape them to look a tiny bit more humanoid as part of it, but they usually still stay kinda blobby and close to the ground.  Instead, Kelly is super tol and intentionally tries to look more human-ish with hers, to show that she literally considers herself more human than gel.

8) What do you relate to within their character/story?

Let's see here.  Zero social skills, doesn't relate to really anyone at all, and is often a jerk to others without realizing it?  Check.  Forced by her parents into their own future plans, with her own dreams pretty much disregarded?  Check.  Low-key wants to be an artist even though she has exactly zero talent?  Check.  Total weeb loser who mostly just hides in her room playing video games all day?  Triple check.

9) Are they based off you in any way?

She might actually be the closest character in the whole thing to a self-insert.  ^^;  Which is saying something...

10) Did you know what your character’s sexuality would be at the time of their creation?

Nope.  I still don't even know.  Her species doesn't actually...reproduce, like at all (that's even a major plot point, since Kelly's birth and existence is VERY unusual!), but that's as far as I went in thinking about it.  Like to think of her as ace/aro nowadays though.

11) What have you found is the most difficult art form in creating your character?

She's actually pretty easy to draw in my usual 2D cartoony style, but...I honestly have NO idea how she'd work in 3D space at all, so if I ever tried to render her in any 3D medium it wouldn't go well.  ^^;  And neither does anything more realistic either -- did I mention she's literally a mass of semitransparent goop?  Trust me, I've tried.  It doesn't work.

12) How far past canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story?

I typically have my characters' ENTIRE lives planned out.  So...yeah.  All of it.  Not elaborating though, because spoil.

13) If you had to narrow it down to 2 things you MUST keep in mind while working with this OC, what would they be?

1.  Even if she's pretty much a human culturally, she is NOT one physically.  She works very differently from the other non-gel characters; she can only see in certain circumstances, for instance, and her other senses all work differently too, including ones humans don't actually have.  Her physical capabilities are also very different, too, which I gotta keep in mind for the various shenanigans the cast get into -- if everyone has to jump off a thing she can't follow them, but if they need anything underwater they'd be stupid not to go right to her!

2.  Her manner of speaking is also VERY different from the humans and robots, because like all gel she doesn't have a mouth and all her speech has to be translated -- can't slip up and accidentally have her use a contraction!  (until the plot twist that she's totally faking it for reasons and CAN speak like everyone else, hehe...)

14) What is something about your OC that makes you laugh?

She's definitely one of the snarkier characters, always taking shots at my more ridiculous characters and plot points.  ^^  Plus, take away her mask and she's...literally just a big angry blob of jello.  That sleeps in a tiny fishtank.  There's just something inherently funny about that.

15) What is something about your OC that makes you cry?

Just...a lot of her backstory, and how it shapes her attitude as an adult.  I put a LOT of the shit I've been through into her, good and bad, and sometimes it's...a bit much for me admittedly.

16) Is there some element you regret adding to your OC or their story?

She can be TOO standoffish and aloof, REALLY taking after her father, and her character development goes along some pretty dark routes.  It fits her, and is totally appropriate for her role in the story, but...unlike her dad, she isn't always a lovable asshole, and writing those scenes is NOT fun or easy, when she ends up making mistakes and hurting my other OCs and especially her family because of it.

17) What is the most recent thing that you’ve discovered about your OC?

Um...  oO  Not 100% sure what this means.  The newest thing I added to them?  Probably that she'd totally make a kickass spy if she actually went for it.  She's definitely got the stealth and detective skills!

18) Favorite OC fact?

She considers herself a white hat hacker.  Well, as long as she's hacking the people she cares about -- to her enemies, she can wreak a surprising amount of havoc, and is the main source of info on the villains' plots from all the data she steals from them early on in the story (and continues to be, as she starts decrypting it throughout...)

Tagging:  Nah.  If you wanna steal and gush about an OC, go for it.

[danatole-headcanons]

Ace, Andy, Kena, and Vic’s Danatole Kid Hcs

@melchirits

* THE KIDS * * helo naught xhildern, it’s danatole child time * THE KIDS: Fyodor(Theo) and Lucette (Lucy) Dolokhov-Kuragin * Dickle * every close friend/relative gets One Name to suggest * all of them are really good and considerate…………..until they go to balaga, a family friend * they tell balaga that he has One Chance……. And the name he choses is dickle * “ok balaga you have one shot at this, don’t fuck it up” * “ok ok hear me out. dickle.” * anatole is dying * dolokhov is having a heart attack in the background, im fucking wheeding * “ok but give me at least three chances” * “hear me out: succulent butterfly or FUCKING NUTMOBILE” “why’d you scream the second one?” “Because it should be in all caps” “get the fuck out” * “you had one chance, WE’RE NOT NAMING OUR GOTDAM SON DICKLE” * “but can the middle names spell dickle, what about troika” * “balaga please get out of our house it’s midnight” * “how about pikachu. Or ash ketchum.” * fedya, screaming from the background, heart attack paused: “YES” “i think i thought of the perfect name” balaga literally gets to anatole’s height by climbing him and whispers, “the loud THX noise from that one movie.”[a] * “name the child the THX noise” “balaga,,,,its been four days please leave” * he Won’t give up * Other balaga recommendations: * FUCKING NUTMOBILE * lucas steele, and variants * paul pinto * razor boy * succulent * marvin * paul pinto in khakis * lucifer * succulent butterfly * lampost * trash can * naruto * pikachu * ash ketchum * kukas steeke * THX noise * fursuit * (anatole kicks him out after that one) * ALSO * “fedya you are the father” * “so are you” * “oh shit true” * the first child (theo) grows up and learns that they were literally almost named fucking nutmobile and is ready to deck both balaga and their dads * balaga is like “im gonna teach your kid how to drive” * anatole astral projects while Everyone it holding fedya back from destroying balaga * balaga teaches the kid how to drive anyway bc fedya and anatole can’t stop him * so the kid gets pulled over by a cop the first time they drive (w/balaga) bc of course * the police person is just like “I KNOW YOU” and balaga screams “FLOOR IT” * “green means go, red also means go probably, yellow means speed up” * “balaga why is my kid crying” “,,,,,,,,,,reasons” * balaga calls theo dickle forever bc he can * Lucy has Fedya’s Determination and she does everything balaga does better * balaga cries into a wine bottle on the pavement * “balaga eating saltines and chugging wine on the sidewalk”~Quote from Ace * one time balaga takes lucy out for night lessons * fedya wakes up as this is happening and has a panic attack because “where is our kid oh dear god” * he literally sprints out into the driveway and balaga screams “FUCKING FLOOR IT” and lucy’s doing all sorts of pro maneuvers * while balaga ends up hanging on for dear life because “oh so this is what it’s like to be my passenger” * “lucy lucifer” * balaga has a corkboard full of parking tickets he never paid, he hoards them like trophies * (balaga voice) speed limit 420 haha nice

* “Balaga that says 42,,,” * “if i put four engines in my car,,,” * balaga owns a school bus that’s decked out like a monster truck * balaga works for uber AND lyft, like a double agent * one time he gets an uber and lyft at the same time so hes like fuck it and gets them both * fuzzy dice on rearview mirror * balaga’s car is named nutmobile & it has a nut sticker * balaga sleeps in his car in a walmart parking lot at night?? * on lucy’s first birthday balaga teaches lucy how to say fuck and fedya decks him in the street * balaga picks lucy up from school or something one day and he saw her and just yelled “HEY LUCIFER” * lucy whips around like YEAH FUCKASS WHAT DO YOU WANT, she was like 14 * BALAGA IS LITERALLY AT ANATOLE AND FEDYAS HOUSE ALK THE TINE AND HE IS JUST YELLING LUCIFER ALL GHE TIME AND FEDYA ID LIKE SHUT THE FUCK UP BALAGA * balaga runs like naruto * balaga was the babysitter literally all the time * balaga worked as a gym teacher for a month before getting fired * (“what’d he get fired for?” “nothing you can prove”) ~Andy and Ace * someone else parks in his parking spot and he just keys the car * balaga worked as a librarian for two hours before being fired for telling the kids to shut the fuck up * balaga never gets fired from uber no matter what * Review: 5/5. Almost died but i got to my destination, 30 minutes away, in 2 minutes. * “LUCY, HYPERDRIVE” * balaga has completely taken over anatole & fedya’s garage * they try to walk in one time like “is this is fucking dead rat” and he shoots them with a paintball gun and says “no this is covfefe” * Balaga goes as a gc egg shaker for halloween w the kids * “No you just hear the beads and then theres tiny egg man” ~Kalvin * “yeah the guy who lives in our garage uhhhh tiny egg man” ~Theo * lucy draws balaga and he says “hell yeah fanart,” hangs it up on like the ceiling of his car * when lucy and theo play mario kart she always chooses rainbow road * chooses monopoly for Family Game Night * “lucy please we’ve been playing for three days” “no it’s blond dad’s turn” * anatole’s dying on the floor, fedya’s crying, theo’s dissociating * theo’s a hide and seek master

*They watch Buzzfeed Unsolved * lucy & theo go ghost hunting, lucy’s humming the ghostbusters theme and theo’s shaking like a leaf in the corner with ten vials of holy water on him * “hey demons it’s me, ya boi” “LUCY NO” * “COME AT ME DEMONS!” “L U C Y P L E A S E” * Theo is Dipper Pines * lucy is always ready to Deck People (kalvin style) * lucy has a pokeball in her backpack to throw at people she doesnt like * the guys at school call her “hellraiser” and the girls call her “lucifer” * theo and lucy are Not Straight in the slightest * lucy is pan, theo is gay & ace, & also trans * lucy makes so many innuendos she got detention multiple times because of it * theo can play literally any instrument and spent his money on bookfairs in elementary school * Theo knows that anybody who plays violin is a basic bitch so he plays viola instead * “Fyodor jr.!” “Sorry dad, you’re basic.” ~Convo with Anatole * theo quickly become better at gambling than fedya, it switches from fedya letting him win to him actually getting demolished, fedya cries * lucy does the thing where it looks like you’re doing ballet but then you go over to someone and kick them in the face * lucy literally carries around a bag of glitter to throw on people when they say/do something stupid * lucy’s ringtone is the THX noise and it’s always so fucking loud * ippolit kuragin is the cool uncle but also cryptid * is a fashion designer in NY apparently * unrelated: (dolokhov voice) me me big anxiety * theo stans all the murder musicals * also is totally straight for phillipa soo * also stans all things LMM * lucy’s contact pick for Blond Dad is That anatole pic * lucy is team valor and theo is team instinct * fedya’s valor, anatole’s mystic (prettiest logo???), balaga’s instinct * everyone outs poor anatole for being on team mystic * “so uh anatole what team did you pick?” “mystic” “oh because they’re smart and stuff–” “no, they’re the most aesthetic * the kids are highkey competitive about pokemon * anatole does that thing where he does 600000 soft restarts to get a shiny starter * he REALLY LOVES alolan vulpix!! * lucy has an embarrassing collection of photos of anatole * Balaga insists on giving the kids The Talk * theo didn’t talk for a week after but it could have gone much worse * someone: so how’d It Go? * theo, shaking, looking up with the purest fear in his eyes: it could have been worse * balaga teaches theo to curse * also, someone @ theo : “fuck, i mean shoot! im so sorry!!” theo, drinking a glass of vodka: what the fuck you can swear around me i literally fuckimg 21 years old what the shit * theo, quietly: in the heights is better than hamilton * lucy, a floor down: EX-FUCKING-SCUSE ME * once lucy asked balaga “hey do you sell drugs” * and balaga was like “no why, do you need them? bc i can get you them” * everyone sees theo as the calm kid, but if you talk shit about his family he Will duel you in a denny’s parking lot @ 3am hamilton style * there’s always the option to go live in the garaga with balaga * Theo’s secret dating the Andreirretasha kid, Nico(lai) * They are the cutest couple™ * Okay some Mama Helene™ bs * Helene was the mom, Fedya was the dad * “Helene and Dolokhov arm-in-arm,” * Lucy looks like a mini Helene, Theo looks like a mini Fedya * The only difference between Helene and Lucy is while Helene has the green-hairpiece-thing, Lucy wears a mauve bow * On Lucy’s fourteenth bday, Helene bent down to eye-level, look soulfully into her eyes, and said this: * “Lucy, as my daughter, i feel as if you should have this..” * It’s a necklace that says “Bitch” * Lucy was 13 when she started her drunk text collection * On Lucy’s 16 bday, helene gave her her most prized possession * “Lucy, I want you to have this, I was going to give it to you later in life, but you’ve come so far already..” * She pulls out a book from her purse, written in fancy calligraphy on it are the words “Burn Book” * “Lucy this is everything that someone i know has done wrong, treat it with care…” * It was one of the only times lucy has ever cried * You bet your ass there’s an entire section dedicated to Anatole * “Anatole, age 1-6, Anatole, Age 7-10, Anatole, Age 11-13, Anatole, Age 14-18, etc” * Theres even some stuff about Cryptid-Uncle-Ippolit * “Hey dad? Remember when you and uncle Pierre tied to guy to a bear for shits and giggles?” * Theo is on the spectrum * Helene got him a fidget cube * He and Lucy do sibling costumes * Theo is a gangly mess of limbs like how does the kid function * Theo was cis-passing when he started dating Nico * When he told him he was trans, Nico just shrugged and kissed him alot * Yeah so I love these kids and might write a fic

[swanqueeneverafter]

08. True North, Pt.1

Storybrooke. Present. The Mayor's House. Afternoon. (The curtains twitch, then part to reveal Emma Swan, who looks anxiously out of the window.) Regina: (From across the room:) "Looking for peeping toms?" Emma: (Rolls her eyes and steps away from the window:) "I'm looking to see if anyone's sent out a search party. Seeing as both the Deputy and the Mayor have been MIA since this morning." Regina: (Whilst zipping up her dress:) "Will you relax? You said it yourself that it’s been slow at the Sheriff's office." Emma: "Yeah, but I still feel responsible, being the only one who works there now." Regina: (Adjusting herself whilst looking in the mirror:) "Not to speak ill of the dead but, had the man not died, I'd have fired Graham by now anyway." Emma: (Chiding:) "Regina..." Regina: (Turns to her:) "No, I mean it. The man was an erratic mess towards the end. Not to mention my lip has only just healed from that punch you threw." Emma: (Defensively:) "Hey, you were the one who struck first." Regina: "Well, (Turns back to the mirror bending low to run her hands through her hair:) I had to make it look good." Emma: (Staring at the brunette's backside as she bends forward:) "Oh, you make it look good all right." Regina: (Straightens, turns and smiles:) "You, Miss Swan, are incorrigible. (Glances at her watch:) Now I have to get back to the office, I suggest you do the same." Emma: (Nods:) "Do you mind if I take a shower first?" Regina: (Raises an eyebrow, indicating her clothes:) "Now you tell me." Emma: "Oh please. If we showered together, Henry wouldn't get picked up from school till it was dark outside." Regina: (Smirks:) "Good point. Very well, don't dawdle and make sure you're gone before Henry and I get back." Emma: (Grabs Regina's arm:) "Hey, you're not the boss of me." Regina: (Leans in:) "Oh I think we both know that's not true, dear." (Smiles and pulls Emma in for a smouldering kiss.)

Storybrooke. Present. Dark Star Pharmacy. (Henry Mills is reading a comic book, ‘Wolverine vs Hulk’, when Ava Zimmer suddenly approaches him.) Ava: “What are you reading?” Henry: “The Hulk versus Wolverine.” Ava: “I'm Ava. I think I've seen you around school. You're in Miss Blanchard's class, right?” (Henry smiles and nods his head when Nicholas Zimmer comes near.) Nicholas: “Almost ready, Ava?” (Henry seems to be a little sad.) Ava: “This is my brother Nicholas.” Nicholas: “Hi. (Henry then smiles to him:) Come on, let's go.” Ava: (To Henry:) “You wanna come hang out?” Henry: “Sure.” (Picks up his backpack and follows Nicholas with Ava. Nicholas prepares to pull the handle of the door to leave as the pharmacy's owner, Mr. Clark, pushes back the door.) Mr. Clark: “Where the hell do you think you're going? Achoo! (Pointing to Henry:) Open up your bag.” Henry: “What?” Mr. Clark: “Don't think I didn't see you rob me. (Ava and Nicholas exchange a glance:) Open your bag.” Henry: “But, I didn't take anything.” Mr. Clark: (Grabs Henry's bag and takes out some chocolate bars from it:) “And a liar, too.” Henry: (Turns to Ava:) “That's why you were talking to me. So your brother could put the stuff in there.” Mr. Clark: “Henry, I'm shocked.” (Turning to Ava and Nicholas:) And you two, just who do you think you are?” The Enchanted Forest. Past. In a forest. (A woodcutter cuts down a tree.) Woodcutter: (To his daughter, Gretel:) “A fine specimen, the wood it provides will keep our family's hearth warm this winter.” Gretel: “Can't I have an axe?” Woodcutter: “Huh?” Gretel: “You did say you wanted me here so I can help.” Woodcutter: “That I did. So, here's your task: take the cart, go fill it with kindling. The drier, the better.” Gretel: “Okay.” (Walks away.) Woodcutter: “And, have your brother accompany you.” Gretel: “Okay.” (Takes the cart and goes.) Woodcutter: “Wait! (Walks near Gretel and puts a compass around Gretel's neck:) Take this.” Gretel: (Smiles:) “Your compass?” Woodcutter: “So you won't get lost. A family always needs to be able to find one another.” Gretel: “Yeah.” Woodcutter: “Okay?” Gretel: “Okay.” Woodcutter: “Go. Be safe.” (Hansel and Gretel set off.) The Enchanted Forest. Past. Another part of the forest. (Gretel carries some twigs to the cart while Hansel is playing with his sling.) Gretel: (To Hansel:) “It's getting late. We should go.” (Hansel is still toying with his sling so Gretel takes it away.) Hansel: “Hey! Give it back! Come on, Gretel, give it back.” Gretel: “No, Hansel, we need to get back to father.” Hansel: “Fine.” Gretel: (Taking up the compass:) “Follow me.” (Hansel pushes the cart and follows Gretel.) The Enchanted Forest. Past. (Where the woodcutter cut down a tree earlier that day. The woodcutter is not there.) Gretel: “This is where we left him.” Hansel: “So why isn't he here?” (They run around that area.) Gretel: “Father?” Hansel: “Father!” (A sound emerges and they run towards the source.) Hansel and Gretel: “Father! Father!” The Enchanted Forest. Past. On the road. (The woodcutter is nowhere to be seen. Gretel turns back and bumps into a horse with the Evil Queen's guard on it. Gretel fell and the compass in her hand is broken. A guard grabs them to meet the Queen.) Evil Queen: “What are you doing in my forest?”

Storybrooke. Present. Dark Star Pharmacy. (Mr. Clark is talking to Regina Mills about her son's actions.) Mr. Clark: “I'm sorry, madam mayor, but your son was shoplifting.” Regina: (Turns to Henry:) “Were you?” (Henry shakes his head.) Mr. Clark: “Well, look for yourself.” (Points to a bench, on which are Henry's backpack and some goods taken from it.) Regina: (Takes a look at the goods:) “My son doesn't eat candy. And he knows better than to steal. (Takes Henry's backpack and zips it:) It was obviously those two. We're going.” (Regina and Henry begin to leave the pharmacy as Emma enters.) Henry: “Emma!” Emma: “Henry. What happened?” Regina: “Miss Swan, it's all taken care of.” Henry: (Confused, to Regina:) “Hey, isn’t that your shirt?” (Regina looks to Emma and sees that the Deputy is indeed wearing her blouse.) Emma: (Thinking quickly:) “Someone called the Sheriff’s office.” Regina: “Oh, of course. Go on, do your job. (Emma walks past Regina who shakes her head:) Take care of those miscreants.” (Henry and Regina leave the store.)

Emma: (To Mr. Clark:) “Did you call their parents?” Mr. Clark: “Uh, the number they gave me was disconnected.” (Mr. Clark walks away to leave Emma to talk with Ava and Nicholas.) Emma: “Did you guys give Mr. Clark a fake number?” (Ava and Nicholas shake their heads.) Emma: “Then why is it disconnected?” Ava: “'Cause our parents couldn't pay the bill.” Emma: (Picking up a box of toothpaste they planned to steal:) “You guys are just trying to help out, huh?” Ava: (Nods:) “Please, please don't arrest us. It will just make things worse for our parents.” The Enchanted Forest. Past. On the road. (Hansel and Gretel answer the Evil Queen.) Gretel: “Please forgive us. We didn't mean to bother you. We're just, we just lost our father.” Evil Queen: “Two helpless children, lost and alone, a family torn asunder. Such a sad and moving story. (Turning away:) Guards, (Gretel prepares to take out the sling:) seize them.” Gretel: (Takes out the sling:) “Hansel, run!” (Hansel runs away. Gretel throws a stone at a guard with the sling and follows Hansel and runs away. The guard draws his sword but is stopped by the Evil Queen.) In the forest. (Hansel and Gretel continues running. The Evil Queen appears with some purple smoke and blocks Hansel and Gretel's way.) Evil Queen: (Laughs:) “Running from me is foolish. (Giggles. Hansel and Gretel continue to run but are caught by some tree roots controlled by the Evil Queen's magic. They fall onto the ground and are unable to move. Walking towards them:) Foolish, but also brave. And that bravery, may just have saved you and your family's lives.” (Removes the roots with her magic.) Gretel: “You're, you're letting us go?” Evil Queen: “Oh I am doing so much more than that. (Hansel and Gretel get up:) I am going to find your father.” Hansel: “You are?” Gretel: “Why?” Evil Queen: “Because you two, are going to do something for me.” Gretel: “And then, you'll take us home?”

[choupetit]

GOT Recap: The Queen’s Justice

Airdate:  7/30/17 

Season 7, Episode 3

Hell hath no fury like Cersei on the warpath and this week she was certainly on a ROLL! Lots of great stuff happened in the latest episode, including a much-anticipated meeting between two of my favorite characters.  And we even had some rare moments of comedic relief.  Game of Thrones is picking up some major speed, so let’s hop right onto the crazy train and get this recap of “The Queen’s Justice” started!

So, um…I’m Kind of a Big Deal

Huzzah! Rather than make us all wait for the big Daenerys/Jon Snow meet-up, we start right off the bat with the good stuff:  Jon Snow arrives at Dragonstone along with his trusty advisor, Ser Davos, and they are greeted at the shore by Missandei and Tyrion.  Jon and Tyrion give each other a good-natured hello along the lines of “Hey, Bastard! lol” -”Yo, Dwarf. rofl”. [Side note: I was really hoping for one of those pregnant pauses where they just look at each other seriously and then say “C’mere, you!!”��and embrace in a big, friendly bro hug.  This didn’t happen. Color me disappointed.]   Missandei kindly asks them to surrender all their weapons, because even though they’ve heard how cool Jon is, one can never be too careful when returning from exile to dethrone the current monarch. Foreign Invader Strategies 101, y’all.

On the long,meandering walk up to the castle (which, it must be said, is really quite scenic), Tyrion notes that Jon made a bold move showing up at Dragonstone to meet with Queen Dany, especially since Stark men haven’t fared too well with Targaryens in the past - to which Jon replies he’s not a Stark - oh if only he KNEW!!! As if on cue, one of Dany’s enormous dragons appears out of nowhere and swoops over them, flying off into the distance. It startles the bejesus out of Jon and Davos as they stop, drop, and cover. For their sake, I really hope they get to put on a change of clothes before meeting Dany.   

Much higher up the path, we see Melisandre looking down at Jon Snow, when Varys creeps up.  He questions why she was so keen to have Jon visit, and yet, is hiding away.  Mel keeps things vague and only lets on that mistakes were made on her part and she’s ready to head back to Volantis.  Varys tells her to stay there, but she tells him she must return one day with the cryptic phrase “I must die in this strange country, just like you.” They both share a meaningful look.  Wait, what?  What is going on here?!  Do these two have some kind of history together, or just lots of intel on each other? It’s all very mysterious and now I’m intrigued. 

On to Dany’s throne room! Missandei introduces Daenerys to her visitors, rattling off the long list of titles Dany has.  When it’s time for Jon’s intro, Ser Davos is all “This is Jon Snow.”  Jon looks at him like “Duuuuuude! Come ooooooon, I’m trying to make an impression here!” Davos adds “He’s the king in the North”. It’s a strained meeting to say the least - Right out the gate, Dany  comes on strong with her claim to the throne, citing there is no “King in the North”, seeing how the North is one of the kingdoms that belongs to the ruler on the Iron Throne. She demands that Jon swear his loyalty to her, citing that time when an ancient Stark ancestor made a fealty agreement with a Targaryen that spans forever ever (forever, ever?! Yeah.  Forever ever).  Jon is like “Nah, I’m good, let’s talk about snow zombies”…which really goes over well. Dany gets all puffed up saying that Jon will be in open rebellion to her if he won’t bend the knee. In Jon’s defense, they are all running out of time and he can’t be fighting a war for Dany.  But Tyrion points out, that the fight for the throne has already begun and they can’t just channel their inner Zack Morris and call a time out while they clear up the pesky Night King/Army of Dead situation.  Also, they kinda don’t believe him. Davos goes into total hype man mode and starts to rattle off Jon’s resume and all the things he’s done for the North and how he got stabbed in the heart and Jon gives him a look that screams “Ix-nay on the resurrection alk-tay, man! They already don’t believe this whole Whitewalker stuff!”

The meeting is cut short when Varys arrives with some important news. Jon and Davos are sent to their rooms for some R&R and Dany lets them know their current status is “esteemed guests who are not yet prisoners.”

Varys breaks the news to Dany on the Euron Greyjoy ambush.  Ugh.  Well there goes the Greyjoy and Martell support. When Dany asks if there were any  survivors on her side, we get a very brief cut to Theon being fished out of the water by one of the Good Greyjoy ships that survived the ambush of the Bad Greyjoys.  Needless to say, Theon can’t get no respect from the crew.

Killer Queen

While we’re on the subject of Greyjoys…Euron has returned to King’s Landing with the gift he promised Cersei:  Ellaria Sand and her daughter, Tyene  aka the ones who sneakily murdered Cersei and Jaime’s daughter, Myrcella. Well, well, well, isn’t payback a biatch? After parading through town with his prisoners -who get a proper public-shaming from the good people of King’s Landing - Euron delivers the duo to Cersei with much bravado. Cersei is extremely pleased and tells Euron he’ll get what he wants (her hand in marriage) once the war against Daenerys is won.  In the meantime, she appoints him as her naval commander and then moves on to the most important business of the day: Revenge.

In one of the dungeons of the Red Keep, Cersei along with Qyburn and Frankenmountain pay Ellaria and her daughter a visit.  The prisoners are chained and gagged and Cersei launches into a blistering, taunting, calculated monologue about how she’s been planning for this day, deciding how she would punish Ellaria. She lays out various gruesome scenarios and finally, Queen C plants a big ol’ kiss on Tyene’s lips and mother and daughter immediately realize that she’s been given the kiss of death with the same poison that was used to kill Cersei's own daughter.  Poetic justice. In true Cersei fashion before sauntering off, she lets Ellaria know that she’ll have the pleasure of watching her daughter die and decompose in front of her as she lives out the rest of her days in this cell, contemplating her poor choices in life.

Next, Cersei joins Jaime in his chambers to jump his bones, cause revenge just makes her super horny.  Naturally.  

The next morning, Cersei has a visitor.  It’s a representative of the Iron Bank of Braavos, and they want their two dollars…and then some.  The bank is concerned about the impending war between Cersei and Daenerys and the outstanding mountain of debt the Lannisters still owe the bank. The rep hints the bank is considering funding Queen Dany since they aren’t about to loan Cersei any more money until she pays back the current loan. Cersei assures the banker that Lannisters always pay their debts and if he can hold off for just one more day, the debt will be paid in full.  Oooh, what’s up her sleeve this time?

Whattaya Want From Meh?!

Back at Dragonstone, Jon is getting some fresh air and brooding as only he can.  Tyrion joins him and makes a few attempts at humor, but Jon is, like, totally super bummed out, man, ‘cause he really needs to save his people from the damn ice zombies that nobody else believes in and it’s just so freakin’ frustrating, uuuuugh! Tyrion tells Jon his request would be a tall order for anybody during a first-time meeting.  He points out that Dany and Jon have quite a bit in common in that they both care about helping and saving others and that Jon should give things some time for Dany to come around once she gets a clearer feel for who Jon is.  But ain’t nobody got time for that! Jon and the North are running out of time and he needs help now, so Tyrion asks him if Jon has any other, doable, requests.  Hmm.  Well, ya know…there just happens to be all that dragon glass which Jon came for…

Cut to Dany and Tyrion in the war room as Tyrion talks Dany into allowing Jon to mine the dragon glass as a show of good faith to help win Jon Snow as an ally. It’s a great scene peppered with a handful of funny moments.

Dany goes out to join Jon on the mountain top, and they watch her dragons flying in the distance.  She tells him how people thought dragons didn’t exist anymore, and indicates that perhaps she can be a bit more openminded about other things that sounds impossible.  She lets him know his wish for the dragon glass is granted and that she’ll even provide the necessary resources to mine it.  When Jon asks if this means she believes him in regard to the Whitewalkers, Dany simply tells him he’d better hop to it. Nice dodge, Dany.

Meanwhile at Winterfell, Sansa is totally killing it in the upper management department and is in total doomsday prep mode, making sure they have enough food for the long winter, and the proper armor to fight the army of dead. She has a moment alone with Littlefinger who gives her some unsolicited advice, and we get a peek into the inner workings of his mind.  He tells her that if the North happens to defeat the Whitewalkers and humanity as they know it is saved and intact, she needs to be prepared for what happens afterwards.  He suggests a fabulous pastime that involves imagining every possible scenario that can ever happen at any time, based on whether a person is a friend or an enemy - that way nothing will ever come as a surprise, because she’ll already have lived and seen it in her mind’s eye.  Considering they don’t have Facebook in this world, it sounds like a pretty effective way to stay busy and keep the mind sharp.  So what if it probably makes you paranoid and one of the side effects is that you’ll start making scheme-y faces all the time? And on the plus side, once Sansa is done plotting out every single possible scenario she can think of, she can start writing GOT fan fiction and possibly pitch a spin-off to HBO. Wink, wink.

Littlefinger’s advice session is cut off when they hear a commotion in the courtyard and Sansa is called over.  It’s Bran!  Our little baby’s all grownsed up! Sansa runs over to her bro and hugs him.  It’s a sweet moment and not unlike the reunion with Jon at Castle Black.  I do love a good Stark sibling reunion!

Sansa and Bran have a private chit chat at the Godswood tree. Sansa says she wishes Jon was here for the reunion and Bran throws out as an aside, “Yeah, me too, I have something to tell him”…like what, Bran? Like who his real parents are??? Can somebody please send a raven to Dragonstone, stat, cause it could really help clear things up for Jon during his visit with Auntie Dany right now.  Ok, I digress. Sansa points out that Bran’s the oldest living Stark son, and the rightful Lord of Winterfell.  But her little bro tells her how he’s not the lord of anything, seeing how he is now the Three-Eyed-Raven and she’s like “Wtf does that mean?” Bran tells Sansa he can see everything that has ever happened and also things that are happening now, though only in flashes, and that he’s working on getting better at this ability so he can make sense of things. When he mentions her wedding night, it freaks Sansa out and she excuses herself to go back inside. Bran is eerily calm and dreamy in his demeanor the whole scene and you really start to feel that with all the stuff he’s seen while warging, he seems to be losing a part of his humanity - or at the very least, his own sense of self. 

Rebel, Rebel

At the Citadel, Archmaester Marwyn is examining Ser Jorah’s skin, noting a seemingly remarkable recovery.  Marwyn lets on that he knows exactly what happened, but Jorah is sticking with the story that he just took a nap and started to feel better.  Boom, living proof that naps are good for you! Marwyn confirms that Jorah is fully healed and is good to go on his merry way.  But he tells Sam to visit him in his office later.  Ruh roh, Samwell Tarly, you got some ‘splaining to do! Ser Jorah thanks Sam and tells him he’s going to head back to his Khaleesi.

Later in Marwyn’s office, Sam gets a slap on the hand for disobeying the archmaester.  He asks Sam how he managed to heal Jorah when so many archmaesters who have tried the procedure in the past have failed.  It’s simple really, Sam read and followed the instructions.  In my head, I’m cutting to Gilly saying “You’re like…a wizard!”. The archmaester gives Sam a verbal pat on the back for saving Jorah’s life, and then it’s back to the usual grind: some scrolls need to be copied and Sam is the lucky guy who gets to be a human Xerox machine. Marwyn tells him that if he was expecting a reward for his good deed with Jorah it’s that he isn’t being expelled. Aw, man, Sam can’t get a break.  Very fun scene though.

War Games

Back at Dragonstone, Dany is in the war room with her advisors. She wants to hop on a dragon, find Euron’s fleet and torch it to the bottom of the sea, but everybody talks her out of it.  Even if her dragons are strong and nearly invincible, Dany would endanger herself while riding on Drogon, as anybody could try to shoot her down, and it’s a risk she can’t take.  Tyrion reminds her they need to keep their eye on the prize: the siege of Casterly Rock.

Misandei - who clearly has Grey Worm on the brain after her last steamy encounter with him - asks what’s in store for the Unsullied and so we get a cool action sequence of the invasion while Tyrion narrates what will happen, noting that Casterly Rock has a sewer system that allows access into the impenetrable walls of Tyrion’s childhood home - he designed it himself to sneak whores in, back in his younger days.  We see the Unsullied army fight their way past the gates while a group led by Grey Worm sneaks in via the sewer system.  The Unsullied have soon defeated the Lannister army, but it’s all too easy and there aren’t nearly as many men as they expected.  Grey Worm asks a fallen Lannister soldier where everybody else is, and when he looks up, he sees the Unsullied ships have all been set ablaze.  Well, crap.  That’s twice now that Dany’s plans have been foiled.  Maybe she needs better advisors.

And where, indeed, have all the Lannister soldiers gone? We see the giant army advancing to High Garden, home of the Tyrell family - also the richest family in Westeros.  And leading them are Jaime Lannister along with Randyll Tarly and his son, Dickon. Ugh, sell-outs!  Lady Olenna watches from her room as her home is besieged.  She knows what comes next.  And Cersei has indeed fulfilled her promise to the Iron Bank as her army seizes all that Tyrell gold.

Once the battle is over, Jaime is in Lady Olenna’s room.  The old lady is seated at a table, resigned to her fate.  She asks how she’ll be killed and Jaime tells her he talked Cersei out of the more violent options she had entertained, and that it’ll be a painless death by poison. He pours a vial into her glass, and Lady Olenna swigs it down like a champ. As soon as she has ingested the poison she reveals that it was she who poisoned King Joffrey at his wedding.  Jaime’s face is aghast and Lady Olenna tells him she wants Cersei to know it was her.  Ya gotta hand it to Olenna, sticking it to Cersei one last time. 

Day-um! And there we have it.  Nearly halfway through the season and sh*t be going down! I thoroughly enjoyed this episode. Pretty disapointed for Dany that her advisors couldn’t have thought that Cersei would anticipate the Casterly Rock attack and send the majority of her men to fight the Tyrells.  But it certainly raises the stakes, now that things aren’t looking so easy for Dany and she’s on her own again.  She’d better start making new friends quickly.  Seeing how things turned out for the Martells and Tyrells, however, my guess is that not too many houses will want to cross the reigning queen 

Ok, time for a little chit chat and some theories. There are so many questions I have: Will Jon find out about his true heritage while he’s still at Dragonstone? If so, where does that put him in the line of succession? Does the bastard son of Rhaegar outrank the legitimate daughter as heir to the throne? Not that Jon would want to be king… Is Arya going to make it to Winterfell? I really want to see her wind up killing Cersei while wearing a Jaime face.  When will The Hound and his co-horts meet up with the rest of the players in the North? Surely having some Lord of Light believers will help their cause, but what are they gonna do - pray the snow away?  Will Cersei ever get tired of winning so much? I figure her next move has gotta be to hit Dragonstone whilst ambushing the Unsullied army on their way back from Casterly Rock…oh the possibilities!  I hope Jon and Dany can come to an agreement on an alliance swiftly.  And will Cersei ever be asked to join the fight against the Whitewalkers? It certainly would be in her best interest, though I’m sure any help she offers will be the kind that puts her in aprime position to continue ruling the seven kingdoms once/if the army of dead is defeated.

I definitely want more Bran visions.  I have a half-baked theory that the old three-eyed-raven who lived in the tree is an older version of Bran and he is caught in some crazy time loop. And there are rumors flying around the interwebs that Tyrion is actually also a Targaryen (some believe the Mad King had the hots for Tyrion’s mom, so maybe he raped her? It would explain why Tywin hated him so much).  If so, perhaps we’ll end up seeing Dany, Jon and Tyrion each mounting a dragon and laying waste to the Whitewalkers.  Who knows, maybe Cersei will even throw in some dragon fire for their cause - I’m sure she held onto a few barrels. 

Ok, that’s enough with my musings for now. Until next week, my dears.  And if you happen to see the new Qyburn lipstick collection at your local department store beauty counter, may I suggest the new “Drop Dead Gorgeous” shade? I hear it’s to die for.