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spyrothesquish-0006 · 3 years

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Bakugo X afab!Reader, Period Comfort fic

Warnings: afab!Reader, mentions of period cramps

Period cramps suck, but Baku would give the best snuggles 🥺

Enjoy! I haven't posted in a while cuz writers block and life being busy, but I'm back! For now 🥲

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"Hey, dumbass. What has you looking so down?"

It was funny, honestly, how Katsuki had such a way with words. If it was anyone else, perhaps you'd be offended, but you knew that's just how Bakugo was. His tone was rough, but his eyes were soft as he stood in front of you, looking down at where you currently sat, slightly curled up in a ball at your desk.

You hadn't noticed, but you probably did look a little down. "That time of the month" had come around, and your cramps felt like your insides were being ripped apart and chomped on by an angry chihuahua. All you wanted to do was lay in bed until the pain went away, but alas, you still had classes for the day. Luckily for you, it was the last period of the day, so all you had to do was survive the next 45 minutes before you could go back to the dorms.

Bakugo was still looking down at you with concern hidden behind his usual scowl.

"Well? What's wrong? Do I need to blast someone to bits, or what?"

You couldn't help but laugh at his immediate jump to violence. He always was so protective of you, after all, he should be. He did just so happen to be your boyfriend. You shook your head as a small smile came to your lips.

"No, it's nothing like that. It's just cramps kicking my ass for now."

You rested your head down on your desk for a minute as the pain kicked in, eyes screwed shut in a pained grimace. Why did you have to be cursed with a uterus?

You felt as a warm hand was placed on your back, willing you to relax a bit as Bakugo rubbed your back. His voice lowered as he leaned down to kiss your temple.

"Just hold on another 40 minutes baby, then we'll get you back to my room for the night, okay?"

All you could manage was a nod before Bakugo had to take his seat before Aizawa would get mad at him.

The next 40 minutes passed in a daze; you were too focused on the pain in your stomach to even remember what the lesson was about. You went to grab your bag to leave, but your hand was tugged back before you could pick it up.

"Don't even try, let me."

Bakugo grabbed your bag off the ground, giving a slight smirk at the way your eyes softened. He wrapped an arm around your waist, ignoring the snickers he heard from the back of the class as he went to leave with you. Why should he give a damn about what a bunch of wanna-be-hero extras thought? You were his, and he was heavily proud of that fact. His uncaring attitude didn't stop him from throwing a hard glare their way, however, and anyone poking fun knew better than to continue.

You leaned against his side as you two walked back to the dorms, finding comfort in the sweet scent of caramel as he idly rubbed your back on the way. The cramps still hadn't let up, and all you wanted to do was curl up in a ball and not move. By the time you and Bakugo got to his dorm room, he decided he'd be better off carrying you, so you were soon swept off your feet and later placed onto his bed.

"Stay here for a minute, and don't even think about moving. I'm gonna grab some of your stuff so you can stay the night."

You knew better by now than to argue with him, so all you did was give a tired nod as you grabbed his pillow from his bed and hugged it till he got back. You noticed then that Bakugo had left one of his hoodies hanging off the back of his chair by his desk. It still smelled like him when you grabbed it, and you figured he wouldn't mind if you borrowed it, especially considering you didn't feel good. It was rare for the hero-to-be to say no to you for anything, especially if you weren't feeling well.

Bakugo came back a few moments later, carrying a change of clothes, blanket, some snacks, and your pillow, when he stopped in his tracks. You looked so small and worn out from where you were curled up in his bed, wearing *his* hoodie. It made something swell in his chest as he set your things down, cheeks tinted pink as he tried to regain his usual cocky attitude.

"Missed me that much, huh? I was only gone a few minutes." He reached out a gentle hand to smooth over your hair, his quirk making his touch warm and comforting. His cheeks flushed slightly as you looked up at him with tired eyes, and he couldn't get over how adorable you looked. You were swimming in his hoodie, and his heart was picking up speed the longer he looked at you. You gave a simple nod, reaching for the clothes he had brought you while Bakugo turned his back to let you get changed.

It always broke his heart whenever you didn't feel good, but at the same time he adored taking care of you in his own simple ways. He may not be able to change the fact that you were wracked with pain every month, but he could be there by your side to comfort you, and offer his shoulder as a cozy place to rest your head on. His hands were always warm, and you had found that they worked wonders when the cramps got bad. He always looked forward to the day you felt better, but until then, he would enjoy his role as your caretaker.

A gentle tug to the back of his shirt brought him out of his thoughts as Bakugo turned to look back at you. A pair of sweatpants hung off your hips and his hoodie had swallowed you up as you tugged him into his bed. You gave him your best version of puppy eyes as he pulled him closer to you.

"Can I just lay on you for now? You're cozy."

"Whatever you want sweetheart, you know that."

He happily let himself be pulled down into his bed, relaxing against his pillows while you curled up on his chest. He always acted as though it were no big deal whenever you curled up to him, but on the inside, Bakugo always hoped to god you couldn't hear the way his heart pounded in his chest. His skin felt warmer than usual any time he held you, and either you never noticed, or you simply didn't complain. Either way, Bakugo was content.

It wasn't long until his fingers were carding through your hair, one hand resting on your head while his other traced and massaged along your lower back. Your eyes drooped as he held you, cramps slowly going away with the feeling of his hand on your back. He hummed softly as he traced over your skin, happy with knowing you trusted him enough to care for you at times like these. Bakugo was never one to get sappy, he always hated the "honeyed bullshit" as he called it, but he truly wouldn't change nights like this for the world. Not with the way you looked up at him with the biggest eyes. You always found a way to make him feel like he was #1 with everything. #1 hero, #1 student, and most importantly, #1 boyfriend.

The night wore on as you fell asleep against his chest, lulled by the sound of his soft humming and his hands on your back, massaging any aches and pains away. His eyes were heavy as he looked down at you, but he just didn't want to fall asleep yet. He didn't want this night to end. He wanted to just hold you in his arms like this forever, obligations and responsibilities be damned. He held you like his own personal teddy bear for the night, arms heavy around you while he began to drift off. He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead while you slept, muttering a soft,

"G'night baby."

He let his eyes slip shut as he relaxed against his pillow, finally succumbing to sleep as you dreamed away in his arms.

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2-cute-4-school · 3 years

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𝚗𝚌𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚢, 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜/𝚘

a/n: hiiiii so i decided to make this a 2in1 reaction; basically i just put together 2 of my requests that were *in my opinion* closely related. hope y’all don’t mind and enjoy!! ( ˊᵕˋ )♡.°⑅

requested by annonies: ‘Hey.. could you please do nct dream reaction to s/o having high fever and just wants cuddls? 🥺 like how would they take care of them.. make it fluffy please.’ & ‘nct dream reaction to their s/o being EXTREMELY tired and then like ummmmm cuddling and stuff maybe?? *uwuing in the distance*’

Mark Lee

okay but just imagine this (๑◕︵◕๑)

cuddle sessions when you’re both stretched thin and overworked

even though we all know he isn’t big on skinship i think he would throw all reticence out the window when it’s crystal clear that you both NEED each other ꒰๑˃͈꒳˂͈๑꒱ﾉ*ﾞ̥

so you just crawl under the bankets into his arms and you both just lay together in silence just enjoying each other’s presence

bonus points if he runs his hand through your hair and you trace shapes with the pads of your fingers on his skin (´,,•ω•,,)♡

it would probaby take a couple of lazy kisses and if you’re really really soft he might just hum some song lowly in your ear

just a lil heads up:

you ain’t getting out of his arms ‘til next morning so better hope you peed beforehand and have a bottle of water in reach (ಠ‿↼)

the only thing that would make him get up without a second thought?

if you’re feverish because of your exhaustion

his worry wouldn’t allow him to settle down until he’s 110% sure he made everything in his power to keep you comfortable

“cold towels, water, painkillers just in case, is there anything i’m forgetting? babe, should i make you some tea-”

“mark, you know what would make me feel SO much better?”

“huh?” ｢(ﾟ<ﾟ)ﾞ??

“CUDDLES, BABE, CUDDLES!!” (╬ Ò ‸ Ó)

you don’t have to say that twice, your man is tucking you into his side in an instant flash ain’t got nothing on mark, he’s a man on a mission

he’ll try to stay awake long enough to make sure you’ve fallen asleep properly since he knows your fever won’t go away without proper rest

might hover over you the next morning too!! ( ≧Д≦)

Huang Renjun

this boy would FRET like CONSTANTLY

especially if you develop a fever

he keeps piling up a lot of stuff in your room, anything he deems would be potentially helpful at some point is surrounding your bed

“jun, why tf is a cactus on my nightstand?” Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

“what if haechan walks through the door?”

“... understandable” ¯\_( ◉ 3 ◉ )_/¯

your room looks like a deposit at this point and you’ve tried to drag him to bed more times than you can count

but he’s restless ༼ ಥ ‿ ಥ ༽

until your frustration topples over and you’re on the verge of tears as you ask him for ✨cuddles ✨

he might actually feel bad for not joining you earlier so he’s gonna be EXTRA soft with you enjoy it while you can

he’s gonna pepper kisses all over you as he encases you in his lil arms and nuzzles his face into the crown of your head (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )

he’s ready to offer free massages or head scratches!!!! LIMITED OFFER DON’T MISS OUT!!!

also he’s ready for literally anything

fever? medicine and wet towels nearby. thirst? 4 bottles of water AND gatorade. hunger? your favourite take out is waiting. any intruders? cactus is right by his hand. cuddles? CUDDLES!!!!! (۶* ‘ꆚ’)۶”

i think he’ll probably stay up even after you fell asleep, reading about how exhaustion affects one’s body and how to help i just think he’s a really wholesome person despite his all ‘don’t talk to him he angy’ character

but he’s still SO attentive to you!!

he’s down to anything that would make you feel better and if that means 20 hours of non stop cuddling so be it (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

Lee Jeno

i think he’d be REALLY clingy with you even in normal circumstances kind of like how he’s with mark ya know

so your affected well-being will just give him an extra reason to evolve to his ULTIMATE LEVEL OF PHYSICAL AFFECTION◝( ′ㅂ`)و ̑̑

he won’t let you lift A FINGER

my man is cuddling you even while standing up (灬 ♡ ω ♡ 灬)

he’s also going to insist on carrying you anywhere even if it’s just from the bed to the bathroom this boi is strong you have no excuse to shy away from him he won’t let you

you have no chance at escaping him btw his arms are made of iron when it comes to cuddles good luck prying them off you

and even though he’s clearly focusing on your requested cuddles, he’ll ask you from time to time if you need anything, how you’re feeling, if you’re comfortable

lowkey uses the excuse of checking your temperature to give you endless forehead kithes cuz he can (*＾∀ﾟ)ъ

he also becomes kind of hyperaware of every little move you make

you shiver? he’s cocooning you in yet another blanket. you’re becoming restless? he adjusts your cuddling position until you’re fully comfortable.

NOTHING gets past him ┌༼ σ ‸ σ ༽┐

idk why but i have a hunch that jeno sleeps like a rock

so if he happens to fall asleep too and you need to get up? pfft yeah sure better call for a crane to lift you up from the bed ૮( ᵒ̌ૢꇴᵒ̌ૢ )ა｡

he’s also going to be EXTREMELY cranky if anyone dares interrupt your extended cuddle session this is strictly ‘only y/n and jeno time’

he might also entertain you with a few pictures of his cats if you’re feeling soft or ugly pictures of his members if you need a good laugh

would totally recommend leaving yourself in jeno’s care!! ♡(.◜ω◝.)♡

Lee Haechan

he would LIVE for your cuddle sessions (●♡∀♡))

despite that, he WOULDN’T STAND you being uncomfortable for a single second if he can do something against that

i think he’s the type of person who wouldn’t leave even the smallest of papercuts untreated when it comes to his partner so exhaustion? fever? yeah no. frickin. way. ┐(;Ծ⌓Ծ;)┌

and after he’s absolutely sure he has everything you might need nearby and put a cold cloth on your forehead and made sure you were hydrated and well fed

he finally climbs into bed with you and just SMOTHERS the shite outta you i’m not even kidding ꒰๑*´ᗜ`*꒱*›◡‹꒱꒱

he’s full on *leech mode*, kisses and nuzzles and gentle caresses

and best part of the package? this man is a walking spotify premium!!

you get to choose whatever song you want and switch with no ads and he has no complaints since his payment is already made in cuddles

you thought this was the end of it?? SIKE

also an entertainment king!! ୧༼✿ ͡◕ д ◕͡ ༽୨

we all know he probably has shit on all of the members and he’s not shy to do some harmless story telling to put you in a good mood

so just imagine and try coming up with anything better

sleepy you engulfed in the sunshine himself’s arms, tightly cradled against him with his soothing honey voice murmuring and humming to you and only you ˭̡̞(◞⁎˃ᆺ˂)◞*✰

his protective side might surface too btw

no one is allowed near you and if someone somehow managed to bother you? oh hell naw 🙃

now they’re on hyuck’s black list good luck mate

his babie gets the royalty treatment in those times guaranteed

Na Jaemin

he’s a doting boyfriend either way i think we can all agree on that

but you clinging to him and asking for cuddles? you not feeling well?

yeah not on his watch mother hen in action part the sea (ﾉ･ｪ･)ﾉ

i don’t think he’d panic tho, his only struggle would be postponing the cuddles you’re asking for while he prepares something to eat and a tea and fluffs up the pillows and blankets he’s gathered (oꆤ︵ꆤo)

but once he’s done?

yeah you’re bundled in a mountain of softness and most importantly? our cuddle bug jaemin (♡ >ω< ♡)

he’ll keep you propped up against his chest while he feeds you himself, proper care is something unskippable in his agenda

but after that any cuddling position is FREE REAL ESTATE!!

anything his baby wants, his baby gets ෆ╹ .̮ ╹ෆ

but for the sake of his mental stability he’d prefer to be in a position from where he can see you

boi is too worried to let you out of his sight so he’s aiming to be the big spoon or facing you directly 三 ( ◜◡‾)っ)⁰▿⁰)

he’ll help you fall asleep in any way he can

he’ll caress your back, your arms, he’ll softly massage your neck and shoulders, he has a playlist ready for sleepy moods

he is PREPARED ٩(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و

he checks your temperature every so often and he grumbles with a pout if it doesn’t seem to be going down

but if it comes down to it he won’t hesitate to ask someone to bring some medicine and if your exhaustion and/or fever doesn’t relent he’ll insist on getting checked by a doctor

it would break his heart to see you so weak and no ammount of cuddles could repair it until he sees you up and healthy again (◕⌓◕;)

but he’ll do all the pampering in the world so don’t worry

Zhong Chenle

i think he would hesitate at first but only because he’s kinda scared he’ll only make it worse and he WOULDN’T want that ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

eventually i guess he’d step out to call his mum for help before he pulls some bull like ‘let’s do some math it’s gonna be fun’ and you lose your shit like no thanks fam i wanna live (┛ಠДಠ)┛彡┻━┻

he’ll listen RELIGIOUSLY to his mum’s advice

makes you some chamomile exactly how you like it, probably pulls together something small to eat but won’t force you

what he will force you to take is some medicine you ain’t dying on his watch (๑･`▱´･๑)

and most importantly... DAEGAL CUDDLES!!!! imagine getting to cuddle every nctzen’s bias

he might get *a little* jelly tho if you pay too much attention to her tho

so he makes up some dumb excuse about dog hair aggravating your fever or some dubious other reason why you have to let go of his puppy and cuddle HIM!! ೕ(•̀ᴗ•́)

he’ll do that cute thing where he leans his forehead against yours to check your temperature he has to be extra until the end

and before you go to sleep he’ll try to prod at you to tell him what caused you to be so exhausted that you developed a fever might nag at you too about how unheathy it is to let it get to that point

he just wants to help okay? baby is worried in his own way ( •́ ∧ •̀ )

if there’s ANYTHING he can do to help consider it done by the time you wake up he’ll ALWAYS go an extra mile for you

and chenle wants to make sure you are aware of that and can lean on him so it never gets to this point again

but for the time being... it’s cuddles and relaxation time!! ✧(๑✪д✪)۶

better believe he’s already preparing a spa day for both of you to enjoy like the ✨spicy ✨ bitches you are

Park Jisung

his heartbeat accelerates

and unfortunately it’s not because he’s flustered shame (#ﾟﾛﾟ#)

his only thought when he sees you with bag under your eyes and a cold wet cloth on your forehead is ‘shit, they’re dying wait no censor the first part i can’t get my mouth washed with soap but... poop, they’re dying’

ONE step away from calling for an ambulance or morgue in his mind

he SWEARS he’ll let you teach him how to ride a bycicle as long as you get out of this safe and sound (╬⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾ Д ⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾)

he’s a bit of a mess, but he’s your cute mess

it would take *quite* a bit of reassurance that you’re going to be fine after a good night’s sleep and some jisung time for him to somewhat relax

his cheeks will flush once he curls himself around your form no matter how many times you’ve cuddled before

but once you sigh blissfully once he wraps his arms around you, it’s game over for him ε=(｡♡ˇд ˇ♡｡）

he MELTS against you

he’ll caress your head and gently scratch your scalp, lays kisses on your cheeks/forehead/crown of your head

but he will also fret every time you toss and turn or you make any sound that seems ‘distressed’ to him

we all know he can sleep anywhere under a frickin carpet so he won’t have any problems adjusting to whatever works for you since all that matters to him atm is that you’re comfortable (♡ >ω< ♡)

he just wants you to get better faster

he’ll talk to you in a hushed voice, encouraging and praising you and assuring you that once you’re all better he’ll help you with whatever you need and EVERYTHING will be well in the end ٩(ó｡ò۶ ♡)

he’s a senstitive person so he just wants to be there for you in any shape and form he can be

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baseballbitch116 · 4 years

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Hurts So Good

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x reader

Setting: Takes place shortly after the group arrived at Alexandria

Request: I never asked for one before and I don’t know what to say really lol but can you do Daryl x reader where they fight like mad but they love each other and one day they fight and just kiss and everyone shocked lol something like that thank you if ya can...

Word Count: 1955

Warnings: Strong language & angst

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You and Daryl had been arguing a lot since the group has arrived at Alexandria. You knew that he was struggling to accept that a place like this existed, that he was afraid to let his guard down. You needed a place like this so bad though, it came at exactly the right time. Daryl knew that too. He saw you losing yourself on the road. He saw you losing your humanity, your hope, your will to live. He knew that you needed some sort of normalcy and security - but he was afraid that this place would make the group weak.

Most importantly, he was afraid that you would get hurt if you or he let yourselves get comfortable. He watched as you tried to interact with the other people in the community. He watched you kiss Deanna’s ass, get assigned a “job,” as you made yourself comfortable in the group’s “home.” It’s not that he didn’t want this for you, he just wanted you to be safe. And his gut was telling him that you would not be.

Because of this, he had been growing increasingly impatient with you. With every passing day you acted more and more like the other people in the community. You would take long showers, not carry your gun at Deanna’s request, wander the community taking strolls - acting stupid, in his opinion. You tried to convince him to join you, but he refused. He didn’t even want to shower, it was a luxury - something that did not exist in the new world. Hell, it never existed for him.

It also didn’t help that one of Deanna’s sons had taken a liking to you. As if Daryl didn’t have enough to worry about, now he had some ignorant prick hitting on his girl. It seemed like no matter what he did he was destined to lose you, one way or another.

He sat on the porch of the group’s house, cleaning his crossbow, his mind wandering as he did so. You had been avoiding him the last few days and it was only making him more angry. He mentally relived last week when the group came to Alexandria. Remembering how he warned you not to get too comfortable. How he argued with the group when Deanna asked them not to carry weapons around the community. How he yelled at you when you took her side. He remembered the look on your face when he said that you were being stupid and gonna get yourself killed. He didn’t like yelling at you, but he didn’t like the idea of you being in any sort of danger.

His blood boiled as he acknowledged that you were safer by his side than off somewhere avoiding him. He intended on confronting you when he came across you some time today. A huff escaped his chapped lips as he shifted his weight against the hard wall of the house. He glanced up when he saw someone walk by. The woman briefly made eye contact with him before hurrying past the house without a second glance. He knew that everyone was apprehensive about him, and he did not care. He was annoyed when you told him that he wasn’t being friendly to the other people here and that he needed to do his part to make sure they were able to stay.

More and more irritating memories of the last few days flooded his mind as he sat there, working him up even more. He stood up when he heard some commotion coming from the front gate. One of Deanna’s sons, Aiden, was hollering at Glenn and making a scene. That was the one that had been pushing his luck with Y/N the last couple days - blatantly flirting with her when surely he must know about Daryl. Had she not told him? Did she not want him to know? He made his way down the porch stairs toward the group of people gathered at the gate, anger coursing through his veins. Who did this guy think he was?

Daryl felt something snap inside of him when he saw Aiden shove Glenn twice, picking a fight with him. He began jogging over, still a while away from them, blinded by his surroundings - acting on instict. He didn’t see Rick or Y/N heading over, he didn’t pay attention to anything other than the rage built up inside of him that he intended on taking out on this guy.

Deanna hollers at her son and Daryl doesn’t hear the conversation from his distance, but he continues making his way over, even a dirty look being enough to push him over the edge. He could feel it inside of himself. And then it happened. Just as Daryl got close enough, he heard Aiden ask his mom why she let them in.

“Cuz we actually know what we’re doing.” Glenn remarked and Aiden spun around on his heel and swung at Glenn. Glenn dodged it and punched Aiden in the face, knocking him to the ground. Deanna and the others are hollering in the background as she and Noah try to break up the beginning fight, but Daryl’s blinders were up. Just as he’s close enough he sees Nicholas go after Glenn, so he tackles him to the ground with ease. He has him pinned to the ground by his throat as Rick attempts to get Daryl off of him. “Hey! Do not do this now.” Rick demands in Daryl’s ear as he tries to pry him off of the smaller man. Daryl spots Aiden standing up behind Rick and releases Nicholas who scurries behind Deanna.

Aiden wipes the blood from his nose briefly before taking a step back, making a wrong move by approaching Y/N. “Your friend is fuckin crazy.” He growls at Y/N, holding his nose. She gives him a look before taking a step back from him. Daryl stalks back and forth as he watches, not hearing a word Deanna is saying, nor anything Rick is muttering to him as he blocks his path. His sole focus is on Aiden and Y/N.

“What, seriously?” Aiden exclaims when Y/N moves away from him. “Look what he did to me!”

“You swung at him first. You’re lucky I don’t put you on your ass too.” She growls in Glenn’s defense. Daryl feels the anger subsiding for about half a second as he feels proud of his girl for taking Glenn’s side. Aiden scoffs at Y/N, taking a step into her personal space, clearly angry and embarrassed. “I’d like to see you try.” He threatens her, ignoring his mother’s yelling.

Rick knows what’s about to happen but isn’t quick enough to grab Daryl before he lunges at Aiden. He punches him in the face, the contact making an ugly sound as he trips backwards. Daryl easily tackles him to the ground and has him pinned beneath his strong legs, blocking off his airway with the pressure on his chest from his knees as he relentlessly punches him. Rick and Michonne fight hard to pull him off of Aiden, but he hangs onto his throat as he shouts at him for daring to threaten you.

“Daryl! Stop it!” You scream at him, making his blood boil more. He finally gets off of him, only to redirect his attention on you. He glares at you angrily as he moves away from Aiden’s limp body, shutting out everyone around him. Rick stares in disbelief at the expression on his face as he glares at you. He has never seen him direct his anger toward you in this sort of way before.

“What?” You challenge your boyfriend. You aren’t afraid of his temper - if he needed to let off some steam you would rather it be on you and not the community’s leader’s son.

“So yer really gonna defend that prick? After what he just did to Glenn? To you?” He growls, stalking back and forth as he glares at you.

“Excuse me?! Because I don’t want you to kill him means I’m taking his side?” You exclaim.

“Right like ya haven’t been all up on his dick since the second we got here!” Daryl shouts, pointing an accusing finger at you.

Your eyes widen in shock and anger at his outburst. “What?! Since fucking when?!”

“Don’t pretend ya haven’t been avoiding me to kiss his fuckin ass! Yer so desperate tuh stay here ya probably already fucked him!” He shouts, taking a step in your direction. Rick puts a warning hand on Daryl’s shoulder but he shrugs it off without breaking his glare at you. Deanna and some others are hollering but he ignores all of them.

“You are absolutely ridiculous, Daryl.” You growl, turning around and heading off away from the crowd. You couldn’t believe he just said that in front of everyone.

Rick tries to stop him but Daryl follows after you, ignoring everyone calling after him. “Hey!” He hollers, grabbing your shoulder to make you face him. You whip around and shove his chest.

“How dare you!” You exclaim, shoving him once more. He stares back at you as you shove him, taking your anger out on him. “How dare you say some bullshit like that! And in front of everyone! Is that what you think of me?! Huh?! You really think that low of me?!” You shout angrily. He stares back at you, his own anger subsiding as he realizes what he said. “Answer me!”

“Ya have been avoidin me.” He mutters, his harsh gaze burning through you.

“Because all we do is fight! Not because I’m fucking someone else! How dare you act as if I would take his side over Glenn’s! I would’ve beat his ass if he actually hit him!” You continue to shout, tears burning at your eyes. You are so tired of fighting with Daryl. “And how dare you act as if I would cheat on you!”

“Well why the hell not?! Yer so determined to stay here!” He hollers, pointing his accusing finger at you again as he shifts.

“So now I’m a fucking prostitute?! That’s what you think of me?!” You scream, shoving his hard chest again.

“No!”

“That’s what you’re fuckin implying!”

“Y/N-”

“You’re absolutely ridiculous Daryl! You’re always fucking picking fights anymore! Do you even give a shit about me anymore?!”

“Y/N!”

“No! I’m tired of this! You don’t even act like you love me anymore! All we do is fight and now you fuckin accuse me of this bullshit! I’m-” Daryl grows impatient and grabs your arm roughly, pulling you into his chest, glaring down at you for a moment. You stare up into his eyes that have noticeably softened before angrily reaching up and kissing him. He holds you firm against his body, your kiss growing softer with each passing moment - your anger subsiding.

From a few yards away everyone else watches in shock. The Alexandrians are baffled and Rick and the others just shake their head - not very shocked by the intensity of the two of you. You tended be very hot and cold, especially lately.

You slowly pull away, your breathing heavy from the kiss and your raging emotions.

“I didn’t mean that.” Daryl mutters, his forehead resting on yours as he lets go of you.

“I know.” You mumble, a small chuckle escaping your lips. “Sorry.”

“Me too.” He responds, giving your forehead a quick kiss before taking a step back, regaining consciousness that you guys were not alone.

“C’mon, let’s clean up your hands.” You say, tugging him back toward the house as the others begin to disperse, bewildered by the events that just took place.

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codenamesazanka · 4 years

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In the mood to complain about Dabi cuz why not :P

Dabi is: an asshole who’s super rude to Spinner, and Horikoshi establishes this in a rather interesting - and more importantly, unsympathetic - way.

IIRC, there are two times in the manga where Spinner is called a ‘lizard’.

The first time by Dabi, during the Overhaul Highway Incident.

I think at the time, this whole scene was meant to be lighthearted and causally establishing several things about the characters - Dabi reveals he gets carsick of all things and he’s sorta careless and awkward; Spinner is a gamer nerd who can’t actually drive; and more importantly, Spinner dislikes being called ‘Lizard’.

Still, it seemed to be just a blunt nickname, what do you expect from the rude, rough Dabi? Besides, he right, isn’t he? Spinner looks like a lizard.

The second time, however, it’s in a complete reverse in tone and meaning, by the hate-group Creature Rejection Clan when the League tries to rob them.

It’s a panel dedicated solely to showing the CRC members singling out Spinner to call him a ‘lizard’, and ‘disgusting’. It’s obviously meant to be dehumanizing. To them, Spinner isn’t a human with a quirk that gives him a reptile-like appearance - instead he’s entirely an animal.

This is at the very beginning of Chapter, 220, the official first chapter of the My Villain Academia arc. It’s a very significant opening scene - more so since it’s Spinner’s POV, making this confrontation personal to him (and somewhat to us, reading his narration). Spinner’s a mutant-type, there are words society uses to label him that he dislikes, and the shit that the CRC does, targets him.

Suddenly, Spinner being called ‘lizard’ isn’t treated like a lighthearted jab anymore. Now we know the ramifications of describing Spinner like so, and we see it’s a sore spot for him, and kinda very insulting. This is only emphasized when he reveals his backstory about living in a town that discriminated him all his life:

Specifically calling him “lizard” as well.

And again! When Trumpet tries to belittle him.

With this in mind, looking back, there’s really no choice but to see Dabi’s name-calling in Chapter 160 as an insult and pure callousness. It’s pretty prominent too, and whether intentional or not, this bit of worldbuilding about discrimination and injustice, even, draws a parallel to Dabi’s attitude. At best he doesn’t care about Spinner, about a fellow League member; at worse he looks down on him.

...Now, that’s a bit unfair of me, I know. (I’m absolutely not conflating Dabi with the CRC - I know he’s likely not an anti-mutant supremacist, and he does hate Geten’s quirk supremacy argument too - still, prejudice is prejudice, even at varying levels of intensity and hate.) Maybe Dabi didn’t know it was that big of a deal for Spinner; and he never does call Spinner that again. Maybe Dabi is clueless and bad at social skills - which isn’t really an excuse, but fine, he’s just dense. It was a while ago, too - maybe Dabi and Spinner have different interactions now.

Yet nothing in the manga backs that up. In fact, in the same chapter, when Dabi appears, his only line to Spinner is yet another jab:

Spinner spills out his heart to the League, to Shigaraki - and while the other League members also don’t seem to react much to his backstory, they stay quiet - Dabi is the only one to take it further.

(We wouldn’t find out until much later that here at this point in time, Spinner and Dabi were both still Stain followers - Spinner outspoken about it, while Dabi keeps it quiet. But that gives another interpretation to this scene, one in which Dabi fully dismisses Spinner as a ‘fake’, as just a cosplayer and not a fellow ally who will make Stain’s will a reality.)

There’s really no respect from Dabi here, or any camaraderie that can be seen. There’s no scene later that ‘makes up’ for that Dabi said to Spinner. Aside from a brief scene where Spinner asks if Dabi wants sushi, the interactions between the two are largely negative, specifically from Dabi’s side, and pretty firmed rooted in “jerk with no heart of gold, he’s just a jerk” category.

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*Note: When the League fights the CRC, sure, they’re just fighting another criminal group like they did with Overhaul and the Shie Hassaikai and not really fighting the injustice of mutant-discrimination, gotta admit that; but while the League isn’t here to stop them so much as to kill them and steal their valuables, they’ve still become the side we’re to cheer on, fighting against the more personal, more ‘real’ evil group of bigots that they, as demonstrated by the massacre, dislikes.

*Note #2: Fine, the League are villains, most of them aren’t the type to apologize for anything; expecting an on-screen apology is pretty much impossible. But there still are scenes where the League do make up small things for each other, scenes showing teamwork has been re-established - like Spinner dedicating himself to Shigaraki after yelling in his face; this little scene where Shigaraki converses with Spinner:

Which isn’t much! Very low bar. But it’s significant for Shigaraki who’s usually portrayed as aloof and arguably inscrutable, talking to his friend ally, asking questions, asking for Spinner’s opinion; it serves as a small bonding moment between the two, here as a duo up against the overwhelming numbers of the MLA.

There’s little to no such scenes with Dabi, towards any of his alleged teammates.

#this got long #without me meaning too #i guess it really is a rant #pardon me #nalslastworkingbraincell #wanted to point out how Dabi wasn't even in the scene where the league kills the CRC #but that's a bit much #even tho it's likely an intentional maybe symbolic absence #or I'm reaching to high hell and pulling stuff out my ass #fair enough #and also i just pointed it out so #excuse the pettiness yet again #if you read this #thanks for reading!

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stilldani24 · 4 years

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Seize the Day - Newsie!Bucky x Journalist!Reader Chapter Two

Summary: The Newsie Strike of 1899 made the world stand still for two weeks. For one kid and his bum-legged best friend, it meant The World was watching and they needed to make a difference. Based on Disney’s Newsies.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 3045

Warnings: Disabled character, fluff (cuz ow)

A/N: Chapter 2 is here bishes

PROLOGUE//CHAPTER ONE//MASTERLIST

“Mr. Pierce, the newspaper is running slow,” Tony Stark, the man who ran most of his company, told the head of the newspaper. “It has been for three weeks. We need an exciting headline.”

“Every newspaper is running slow, Stark,” Alexander Pierce replied. “I went down to the newsstands to see for myself if it was the newsies, but they’ve sold what they can for three weeks. As for a headline…what have you got?”

Tony looked between Mr. Pierce and his personal assistant, Wanda Maximoff. The team of the World Newspaper had been called in for an important meeting. Newspapers all over the city were slacking in sales and, to be on top, Pierce needed to think of a solution fast. If the newspapers sales dipped, the money dipped, and he couldn’t have that. He needed to provide for his daughter but, most importantly, his lavish lifestyle. The office was a modest one, looking over the busy streets of Time Square, but was decorated to the nines. His desk was custom made, carved from the finest oak, while his chairs were important from France. Tony would hate to disappoint a man like Alexander Pierce, for anyone would be happy to take his place.

“The trolley strike, sir,” Tony replied formally, swirling the glass of brandy he had been handed upon entry. “It’s going on its third week.”

“Well,” Mr. Pierce expressed as he stood, slamming his napkin on the desk as he did so. He had been enjoying a lovely lunch, after all. “That isn’t exciting at all.”

“It’s boring,” Wanda groaned from her seat across from Mr. Pierce, her pen and paper in her hands adding to the narrative as she made some hand gestures. “Folks wanna know: is the trolley comin’ or am I walkin’? No one cares why.”

“Well-Well, the strike is about to be settled!” Tony spoke up, raising his glass into the air as both Wanda and Mr. Pierce turned their heads to look at him. “Governor Ellis just put his support behind the workers.”

Mr. Pierce groaned at the mention of the governor’s name. The man went against everything Mr. Pierce believed in: Governor Ellis was a man of the people instead of a man of the government. Aren’t politicians supposed to just lie about what they would do if elected? Governor Ellis had fulfilled every promise he had made, which drove Pierce nuts. Fear was always a good tactic into getting what you wanted, so why was this man so powerful when all he did was give back? It made him sick.

“Do not mention his name in this office again,” Mr. Pierce warned Tony by wagging his finger in his face. “We need to get to the bottom line. What are we supposed to do to gain the money we’ve lost?”

The room fell silent as the three of them thought, before Tony snapped his fingers. “I’ve got it! Newsies sell the papers, right? Right now, we charge them fifty cents for one hundred papers. To make up our loses, why don’t we charge them sixty cents? Every newsie would have to sell ten more papers to make the same amount as always.”

Wanda waved her hands a bit as she too stood up to join the men. “It’s going to be awfully rough on those children. Most of ‘em don’t have folks or a place to stay.”

“Nonsense,” Mr. Pierce replied as he tightened his cufflinks. “I’m giving them a real-life lesson on economics. I couldn’t offer them a better education if they were my own. Stark, go tell all the vendors and the printers. The headline will read ‘Price for Newsies Raises by a Dime’.”

“Ey, Buck. Up and at ‘em,” Steve called to his best friend, who was snoring the morning away. “If ya sleep anymore, the nuns’ll be outta food.”

Steve made his way over to him now, hitting the bottom of his shoe with his crutch, which jarred Bucky awake. Their morning began like every other. Wake up, get down from the roof, stop by the church for their free breakfast, and then off to the World Plaza to get their papes. This morning, however, they spotted something new.

“Ey, look,” Barton, a kid who had been a newsie since he learned to read, nudged Bucky as the two of them walked into the plaza. “New kid. Says his name’s Sam.”

Bucky raised his eyebrow as he looked over the new kid. In all his days as a newsie, he hadn’t seen this before. All in the south, people of his colour were still getting out of illegal slave trade. They had been free for nearly forty years now but them racist white landowners weren’t giving them up so fast. Because of this, they had a bad reputation all over America. Many of them didn’t have jobs, and if they did, they were musicians. So seeing a black newsie was a first for Bucky. He, however, was never one to judge someone based on their colour, so he approached the kid.

“Ey, what’s ya story, huh?” he asked, nudging him. The boy seemed startled but regained himself as he looked Bucky up and down. He didn’t speak, however. “Not one for talkin’, ey? I get it. Name’s Bucky, this is Steve. Ya can stand behind us in line.”

“I don’t need your help,” Sam replied, trying to shove past Bucky but was stopped by Steve. “Look, I don’t care about your name or who you are, just let me past.”

“Ya mean ya don’t know da famous Bucky Barnes?” Clint called from the paper wagon the Dipstick Brothers were trying to unload. “He broke outta da Refuge by hidin’ in Governor Ellis’ carriage. Made headline all ova da city.”

“That’s right, and that means this is a blessin’ for ya, kid,” Bucky told Sam, slinging his arm over the kid’s shoulder. “Ya ride with me and ya get easy pickin’, ya got it? Ya sound very articulate. Sounds like ya went to school. That means you can read betta’ than any one of these here fools. Tell ya what. You ride wit’ me, maybe read some words I can’t, and we’ll split our profit seventy-thirty.”

Sam raised an eyebrow at the proposition, looking at the guy who had suddenly swindled him into a business proposition. “Fifty-fifty and you got a deal.”

Bucky let out a scoff, looking to Steve before turning back to the new kid. “Sixty-forty.”

Sam pondered the idea, before agreeing finally. Bucky, ever so delighted from this, spit in his hand and held it out for Sam to shake. The kid raised his eyebrows in shock before looking to the scraggly looking kid in disgust.

“That’s disgusting,” he told him, which caused Bucky to shrug.

“Ey, it’s business.”

Sam let out a sigh, looking to the kid with the crutch. Steve, he thought. Steve just nodded, raising his eyebrows as if to say, “there’s no other way”. With another deeper, heavier sigh, Sam spit into his hand and shook Bucky’s outstretched one. Bucky then gave the kid a clap on the shoulder, grinning at him before leading him to the front of the line. Behind Steve, of course.

“What’s da headline today?” Clint asked as they approached the papers, trying to lean forward to gather it from the stack of papes closest to him. “It says, um…wait… it says, ‘Price for Newsies Raises by a Dime: Sixty Cents per Hundred’.”

Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed as he grabbed one right from Rumlow’s hands as the guy was about to put the single into a stack. “News ta me…this is garbage! We could eat two days on a dime!”

“I’ll be sleepin’ on da street!” Steve sighed, running his hand through his dirty blonde hair. Bucky then gave him a quizzical look; which Steve took as a nod to them already sleeping on the street. “In a worse neighbourhood, Buck. Like Hell’s Kitchen.”

Bucky shoved him at the stupid comment. “C’mon, fellas!” he called to the group of pissed off newsies, leading them to the now empty cart. “What do we do?”

“What can we do?” Sam replied, looking between them and the newsstand. “The price isn’t going to change. We need to make money. What can we do on such short notice?”

Bucky looked up at the new kid, sighing softly and looking at his comrades. He had sixty cents. Most of them carried a dollar or more, just in case they lost their money or, in this case, the prices were jacked up. “Ya right,” he sighed. “But in the mornin’, we doin�� something about dis. Just gimme the day to think, alright?”

The group of newsies nodded in agreement, before getting back in line and paying the jacked-up prices for their papes. Like always, business was slow. While this was a different headline than the trolley strike, New Yorkers didn’t care about the newsies selling their papes. By the end of the day, between Steve and Bucky, they had only managed to sell eighty. However, Sam sold his entire fifty pape bundle. Due to recent events, despite some bad reputation, Sam had gained some sympathy from some people. New York had been a state full of slave sympathizers, so it was easier for him to sell papes.

“Well, lookie here,” Bucky smirked as the three of them regrouped just down the block from the Refuge. It was a risky place to meet, but it had been a place that the three of them could easily navigate to. “Someone sold all their papes. Impressive.”

“It wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be,” Sam shrugged, taking the money from his pocket and doing the math, handing Bucky his promised portion. Bucky snorted as he counted it up, placing it in his pocket.

“Don’t get so hopeful, huh?” he smirked, slapping Sam on the chest. “It’s good business for the first few days, but then…”

Bucky then made a squishing sound as he rubbed his hands together, causing Steve to laugh as he nudged him. As they were about to leave, the shrill call of a whistle blew from the fire escape. Upon looking up, they saw the man who ran the Refuge: Jack Snyder.

“Barnes!” he yelled as he began making his way down the fire escape.

“Oh shit, fuckin’ run!” he yelled to Sam, basically picking up Steve and throwing him over his shoulder as the two of them ran for their lives. Sam had grabbed Steve’s crutch, since it had dropped when Bucky picked him up. Snyder yelled at them as they ran, but since he was an older man, he definitely couldn’t keep up. With the foot traffic ahead getting thick, and with Steve on his shoulder, Bucky knew it wouldn’t be long before they would get caught. However, he knew the neighbourhood and knew exactly what was nearby. “This way!”

He took a sharp turn to the left, Sam cursing as he followed the kid into a dark alley way. Bucky then rammed his shoulder into the back door to a theatre, jamming it open and hurrying into it. Once Sam was inside, he slammed the door shut behind them. Once they heard the footsteps pass, Sam slid down the wall and onto the floor to catch his breath while Bucky put Steve back down and gave him his crutch.

“Who in the hell was that?” Sam demanded, looking between the two of them. Steve was fine, since he had run the entire way, but Bucky was red in the face and glistening with sweat.

“Snyder the Spider,” Bucky panted, pushing his hair back and wiping his brow with the back of his hand. “He’s a real sweetie. He runs the prison for kids. Fun place, I tell ya. They call it the Refuge. Broke outta there two years ago and he’s been on my tail ever since. The more kids he brings in, the more money the city pays him. ‘Cept all that money goes int’a his pockets.”

Heeled footsteps then began approaching, causing the boys to turn to see who it was. A thin, yet curvy silhouette approached from a doorway, soon emerging into the light. Bucky breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who it was, moving towards her.

“You could have just knocked on the front door, I would’a let ya in,” Natasha Romanoff told them with a smile. Dressed up to her nines, the performer looked gorgeous in her evening attire. Bucky hugged the woman, giving her cheek a kiss.

“Nev’a would’a gotten past ya guards, dearie,” Bucky replied before turning to Sam, letting Natasha go so Steve could give her a hug too. “Sam, this is Natasha Romanoff. She owns this theatre.”

“Don’t own a thing except the mortgage,” Natasha replied as she helped Sam to his feet, giving him a hug as well. “Let me guess…Snyder is after you again, huh? Wouldn’t be the first time he tried to catch ol’ Bucky Barnes. You three needn’t worry, y’all can hide in here until mornin’ if ya need. Lock the door, pull up a chair. You’re always welcome.”

“Natasha!” Bruce Banner, Natasha’s manager, called as he ran into the room. “You’re on!”

“Really?” Natasha asked as she turned to the man. “How am I doing?”

The woman then laughed at her own joke before waving Bruce away, straightening out her hair. “You boys can watch from the wings, the show’s about to start. And Bucky, thank you for the backdrop. Folks are lovin’ it.”

Natasha then left the back area, going out onstage as her song began. The three boys went to watch from the wings, Sam raising his eyebrows as he saw the backdrop that Natasha had mentioned. It was this beautiful forest scene, with bare trees and the sky looked as if the sun was either rising or setting.

“You painted that?” Sam asked in disbelief. Up until that moment, he didn’t think this guy had an educated bone in his body.

“Yeah, shuddup,” Bucky replied as he watched the performance. Something, however, caught his eye during it as he watched. In the private box above the stage, where reporters and journalists sat, there you were. With a notebook in hand, you were writing a review about that night’s performance. It was a new one, so the Sun had to have the latest. Bucky tried waving to you, but since he didn’t notice, he went up to the staircase leading up to the box. Finding the door unlocked, he slid in silently.

“Hello, again,” he said after a few seconds, causing you to jump a little and turn in surprise.

“This is a private box,” you told him, kind of surprised he had even noticed you up there. It was dark, and the performance had been so extravagant, so you thought no one would pay attention to a lady there alone. Especially one who was writing.

“Ya think I should lock the door?” he joked, pointing to the door before sending a smirk your way. You stammered a bit, trying to find the words to say before he continued with, “seen each oth’a twice now. Think it’s fate?”

“Go away, I’m working,” is all you could say, turning back to your notepad and trying to ignore the handsome newsie standing close by.

“A working girl, ey?” Bucky asked with a little smirk, coming closer to you now and sitting in the empty seat next to you. “Doing what?”

“Reviewing the show for the New York Sun,” you replied, jutting your pen towards the stage. “Thought it would be obvious, since I told you last night, I was a journalist.”

“Ey, yeah, that’s funny,” he smirked, leaning his elbows on his knees to look at your face. “Don’t think this came up, but I work for the World.”

“Oh. Somewhere out there, someone cares,” you said with fake amusement, before letting out a (fake) delighted gasp, placing your hand over your brow as if to look over a horizon. “You should go find them and tell them for me.”

“The view’s betta here,” he replied, looking you up and down again as he stood back up, now leaning on the railing to look down at the stage. You sighed, closing your notebook now.

“Look, just go. What happened last night was me savin’ ya, that’s it. I’m not in the habit of speakin’ to strangers,” you replied as you looked up at him. Bucky then chuckled, looking back to you.

“Ya gonna make a lousy reporter then.”

“Bite me.”

Bucky laughed then, placing a hand on his stomach as he turned his back to the stage now, wanting to give you his full attention. “The name’s Bucky Barnes.”

“Is that what is says on your rap sheet?” you asked cheekily, making the guy laugh in a mock-offended tone.

“Smart girl, huh?” he smirked at you, tucking his hands into his front pockets. “I admire smart girls. Beautiful, smart, independent. Just like you, sweetheart.”

You gave a little scoff, crossing one leg over the other, giving your full attention to the show now so you could ignore him. Bucky leaned against the railing, taking the pape from his back pocket along with a pencil. From the corner of your eye, you saw him sketching something on the newspaper.

“What are you doing?” you asked, obviously amused. Bucky then shushed you, motioning to the stage before continuing to draw. “You are the most impossible boy ever.”

Bucky then just shushed you again, giving you a smile. Once he had finished, he set the paper down on the chair next to you, along with the pencil. He then went back to the staircase, tipping his cap at you before exiting the box. You stood up to go after him, to see what he had wanted, but something stopped you. On the paper was a drawing. You slowed your steps to a stop, picking up the paper and letting out a soft breath. It was you. Down to the very last detail. You let out a breathy laugh, taking the paper into your hands to admire it. Something about this boy was impossible. But maybe, just maybe, you could do impossible.

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hermannsthumb · 5 years

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Surgery anon here! I feel a bit like Herms cuz I’ve had a knee replacement and I’m only 23 (Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome is fun) but I’d love to read a fic after them drifting where one of them has to spend more time in medical leading to the other getting more and more frustrated and eventually confessing their love and begging them to wake up when they don’t realise he’s already awake. I feel like Newt would be the one begging but it’s up to you!

ended up going w hermann as the pining one at the bedside...hehe....

Hermann’s not surprised, really, that they’re keeping Newton under observation in medical for a week, even after they let Hermann go with nothing but a pat on the back and some new pain medication. Newton drifted twice with the kaiju brain, after all. Newton’s nose has been bleeding on and off again since the first time. Newton had a seizure. (Hermann found Newton, prone and bloody and shaking on the lab floor, and Newton was stranded in the city in the middle of a kaiju attack for hours, dead for all Hermann knew, crushed by the monsters he loved so much, Newton was going to drift alone, again.)

He’s not surprised, but that doesn’t mean he’s happy about it.

Newton takes it all in stride, which Hermann is surprised about. Newton is so lively, so full of energy; he despises being confined to one space for too long. “It’s not that bad,” he tells Hermann on the first night, one full day of not leaving bed save for the toilets and brain scans. Hermann’s brought him his laptop and a contraband pack of cookies--by request--and a spare blanket and ragged old MIT sweatshirt--not by request. “I’ve been asleep for most of it, to be honest with you. What’s this?” He picks up the sweatshirt.

“I thought you might want it,” Hermann says, and Newton looks at him in mild shock. He does not tell Newton that he dug around in Newton’s closet to find the softest article of clothing he could, nor, when Newton examines the blanket curiously as well, that the blanket is from Hermann’s bed. (Newton needs it more than he does.)

“I do,” Newton says, and he pulls the sweatshirt on over his head and smiles at Hermann. “Thanks, Hermann.”

Hermann nods stiffly, then, as an afterthought, arranges the blanket over Newton’s lap as well. The sheets and bedspreads in medical are extraordinarily uncomfortable. “Yes. Well. I’ve been in here for extended periods of time before as well. They keep it frigid.” He nods towards the chair at Newton’s bedside, where Newton’s personal effects (wallet, cracked glasses, phone), his dirty boots, and his even dirtier leather jacket are arranged neatly. “May I?”

Newton’s still smiling. “Be my guest.”

Hermann moves Newton’s belongings to the floor and lowers himself into the chair gingerly, then hooks his cane onto Newton’s bedside table. The back is uncomfortable and rigid, but he doesn’t let on, because he knows Newton would make a fuss and demand that Hermann be brought a better chair otherwise. “One week?” Hermann says.

“One week,” Newton confirms. He stashes the cookies beneath his pillow and pulls the hood of his sweatshirt up, the sleeves down over his hands, and burrows into it with a deep, comfortable sigh. “God, dude, you’re the best.”

“One week,” Hermann says again, mostly to himself. Newton’s begun to doze off.

He can survive without Newton for a week--he has survived without Newton for a week, many weeks, he went a whole month at a different Shatterdome one time--but Hermann simply wishes it could’ve been...a different week. Not the week following their world-saving triumph, their drift, baring his soul to Newton and seeing some very, very interesting things in Newton’s head in return. Newton’s brain is complex, wonderful, beautiful. Newton is complex and wonderful and beautiful, and Hermann just wants...to talk, in private. About those certain interesting Things.

“Newton,” Hermann begins, but Newton’s fallen asleep entirely. Hermann does not begrudge him the sleep, not even on top of all the sleep Newton’s evidently gotten in the last twenty-four hours, so he parts with a single companionable pat to Newton’s knee.

Newton is asleep the next day when he goes to check in on him again, late in the day, because Hermann’s been saddled with classified paperwork and wrap-up labwork for two until Newton’s back in commission. (Where they got the kaiju brain, what Hermann saw, how Newton’s hobbled-together drift machine worked, all mind-bogglingly-pedantic details that makes Hermann want to tear his hair out). Newton’s also asleep the day after that. “It’s to be expected, Dr. Gottlieb,” one of the nurses tells him apologetically the third time it happens. “You and Dr. Geiszler have been through a lot.”

“It’s nothing...serious?” Hermann eyes up Newton nervously over the nurse’s shoulder. Medical’s lights have dimmed for the evening, but he can still make Newton out.

“None of our scans have showed us anything, and the nosebleeds have stopped,” the nurse says. He touches Hermann’s arm reassuringly. “He needs rest. You need rest.”

Hermann has not slept soundly since Newton was admitted. “I’d like to stay by his side,” Hermann says. “If that’s--allowed.”

It’s not allowed, but Hermann and Newton are rock stars, now, and Hermann, perhaps, uses this to his advantage, smiles and bats his eyelashes and brushes his fingers against the nurse’s in such a way that leaves the man flustered and pink-faced and agreeing to let Hermann stay the night at Newton’s bedside, but only for tonight. (Newton would say Hermann was flirting, get a great kick out of it.) Hermann worries he may have overdone it, especially when the nurse comes back with not one, but two blankets for Hermann, and two pillows and a new chair, too. “Just don’t let anyone catch you,” he warns Hermann, and then, with a wink, “see you around, Doctor.” He pulls the privacy curtain around Newton’s bed shut.

“Oh, dear,” Hermann says under his breath.

Newton is always strangely innocent and sweet-looking in his sleep. Hermann suspects it has something to do with the lack of glasses, the way his mouth hangs open, the rosiness of his cheeks. He’s still got his fists balled up in his sleeves, but his hood has fallen back. Hermann smooths back his hair gently. “I wish you’d wake up,” he murmurs.

Newton sniffles in his sleep.

“I’ve been worried sick about you,” Hermann continues. “I can’t sleep, or eat, or get any work done, or--”

Newton’s brain was complex, and wonderful, and beautiful, and every time Hermann closes his eyes he sees blue-tinged Newton at seven (freckled and toothy and digging up worms in the garden), fifteen (lecturing to a hall of students nearly a decade older than himself), twenty-three (penning a letter to Hermann, his first letter to Hermann, he hopes Hermann likes him), thirty-five (you’d do that for me?), but more importantly he sees the regard Newton holds for him, the confusing blend of frustration and lust and annoyance and fascination and love that Hermann echoes back in kind.

He just wants to talk, is all.

“You should know,” he tells Newton, “or perhaps you do know, but I care for you a great deal. Er. A very great deal. You’re--well.” He fidgets. He was hoping this would come out eloquently. “Please wake up.”

Newton opens his eyes. Hermann nearly falls off his chair. “Hey,” Newton says, and feigns a large yawn. “What were you saying?”

“You bloody bastard,” Hermann hisses. “How long have you been awake?!”

“When you started stroking my hair,” Newton says, and his face splits into a broad grin. “How long have you been here weeping over my prone, lifeless body?”

“I have never wept once in my life,” Hermann declares, blushing brilliantly. “That’s--you--oh,” and he pushes himself to his feet in a huff. The grin slides off Newton’s face.

“Wait,” Newton says, “wait, I was just screwing with you.”

Hermann narrows his eyes.

Newton pouts.

Hermann lowers himself back to his seat.

“I should’ve said something earlier,” Newton says. “But I kinda--well.” It’s his turn to blush. “I wanted to see where you were going with it.”

“Hmph,” Hermann says.

“I’m in love with you too, okay?” Newton says, and he holds his hand out to Hermann like he had in the Bone Slums. (For me?) “Fucking head over heels. Madly. For, like, a decade. It’s embarrassing.”

“‘Too’ is presumptuous,” Hermann says, but he smiles and takes Newton’s hand and laces their fingers together. “I love you,” he says, because it feels good to confess it aloud, and Newton’s crinkling eyes and excited laugh make it more than worth it.

Newton is cleared by the end of the week, right on time, and he greets Hermann with an enthusiastic kiss when Hermann meets him outside medical. “Ask me how it feels to be a free man,” he says, flinging his arms around Hermann’s shoulders and tugging him forward ‘til they’re chest-to-chest.

“You need a shower,” Hermann says, wrinkling his nose (Newton smells like stale sweat and hospital beds) but sliding his free hand up Newton’s back anyway.

“You offering one, hot stuff?” Newton says, and he laughs at the exasperated noise Hermann makes before curling up on the tips of his unlaced boots and kissing him soundly.

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As much as i don't like echo.If you see it from her view( and Spacekru cuz they didn't seem happy about it either) Clarke did betray them. Yeah they don't know what happened and stuff but still. I don't think Echo is going to try to kill Clarke but i think we the bellare fam are reaching when we say bellamy would turn on echo this season.As much as we don't like he does love her. but we'll what the confrontation between clarke and echo is about

I know this ask really wasn’t this deep, and I know it wasn’t centered around what Echo would or wouldn’t do, but let’s dive into that for a moment, shall we? Because I went deep with this response, and Echo’s moral compass has a lot to do with my ultimate argument of what Bellamy would or wouldn’t do. That is, of course, Bellamy would absolutely turn on Echo if she tries to hurt Clarke.

I’m also gonna apologize in advance, because I know this ask wasn’t sent with any kind of bad energy or intention, but the longer I kept writing this response the less cool with it I got, and I get very passive aggressive towards the end, so... you’ve got that to look forward to.

I mean... Echo is the only one of Spacekru who was immediately like, “Yep, Clarke betrayed us, makes sense. I’ll deal with her at the first opportunity.” The last they heard, Clarke and Bellamy were negotiating for peace. Murphy, Emori, and Raven seemed more confused than anything, which is the actual correct reaction to have, given how relatively unbothered the others seemed about it. Bellamy—and Harper and Monty, to a lesser extent—know the context of why Clarke is already in the valley, and they know she also doesn’t want a war in the last survivable land on the planet. For all they know, Clarke has been doing what she always does and working with an ulterior motive from the inside, which considering the, “If [Clarke’s] on their side...” makes this point of view likely. These are also people who know Clarke far better than Echo ever will. If she was a good spy, she would realize the importance of that.

And... Echo is also the only one who has jumped on every opportunity to betray allies without a second thought. Even when we just look at season five. She’s been wanting to kill Shaw since she first met him, despite having proven himself as trustworthy and valuable. She pushed Raven into betraying him in the first place.

Despite appearances, I want to like Echo. I do. But even when you’re trying, it is very difficult to like a character when they are constantly making decisions that go against the best interests of literally every actual likable character on the show. That being said, let’s look at what has happened in the text.

So far this season, Echo has done the following: been a terrible spy (canonically, this has been stated explicitly by Diyoza once and Raven twice, possibly more that I’m forgetting), shoved a flash drive into the bullet wound of a woman she told she’d keep safe less than a half hour previous (the merits of which are up for debate, but not on this post, please for the love of god), chosen to go behind Raven’s back to sell Shaw out to Diyoza (which Raven asked her not to do because she had another plan already), threatened to kill Shaw on numerous occasions (despite that being incredibly strategically illogical considering he’s the only pilot, as Raven points out), and immediately rejects the idea that Bellamy and Clarke had a valid, separate plan because of how she thinks Octavia would’ve reacted, despite Bellamy and Clarke very obviously knowing Octavia far better (in which case the actual outcome of Bellamy and Clarke’s plan doesn’t matter, because Echo had no context, she just decided her plan was superior).

That’s not even everything, but the paragraph is long enough.

My point here being that Echo’s characterization this season can be pretty much summed up as, “I don’t care if it doesn’t make complete sense or hurts people I care about, this is what I’ve decided is right, and I’m not going to listen to anyone else’s opinions about it.” If that kind of sounds like Octavia’s characterization this season, too... yeah.

I don’t know if Echo is going to try to kill Clarke. What I do know, based on what I’ve seen from her this season, is that even if given evidence to the contrary or opposed by Murphy, Raven, or Emori, if Echo comes to the conclusion that Clarke (or Madi!) is a threat, she’s going to try to take her out of the equation.

Echo is, as of now, under the impression that Clarke (and Madi, by extension) are not a part of her family. And, to be fair, they’re not. But they’re Raven’s family. And Murphy’s. And Monty and Harper’s. But most importantly, Clarke (and Madi) are very much a part of Bellamy’s family.

Therein lies the tension.

The idea that Bellamy wouldn’t turn on Echo if she were to turn against Clarke is... laughable at best. I never said Bellamy doesn’t love Echo. What I am saying is that the line where Bellamy says he loves Echo specifically was cut from 5x06 for a reason. Echo was completely removed (with the exception of a couple frames of nose) from the end of 5x03 for a reason. And the fact that it was the same editor for both of those episodes has not escaped my notice (shoutout to you, Daniel Martens).

Look. This whole season has been a giant neon sign above Bellamy’s head saying, “ASK ME WHAT I’D DO TO PROTECT CLARKE GRIFFIN.” And the response is a resounding, “Whatever it takes.”

Bellamy didn’t want to harm the Eligius prisoners in cryo. But when he found out that Clarke was alive and in danger, he was willing to trade all 283 of their lives for hers without hesitation.

Bellamy had never wanted to hurt Octavia. Ever. In fact, there was a whole episode this season about how he wasn’t willing to hurt her, even while she was directly threatening Echo’s life. I’m sure a lot of people don’t, but I definitely remember 5x06. Bellamy’s response to that was to run away.

What did it take for Bellamy to turn against Octavia, his sister, his responsibility, the person he’s been trying to keep safe at his own expense, for four and a half seasons? What did it take?

Octavia looked him in the eye and told him she was going to execute Clarke. That was the real beginning of the ever-expanding Blake sibling rift finally tearing open.

Without even mentioning Octavia calling out Bellamy’s feelings for Clarke: Octavia knew he’d come to her, but she thought he was going to beg. Even Octavia, who knows how Bellamy feels, didn’t think that he’d poison her.

Bellamy Blake poisoned Octavia because he couldn’t let her kill Clarke Griffin.

So, let me just make sure I have this right. You think that Bellamy Blake, who, upon seeing who his sister had become, poisoned her for threatening Clarke’s life and later denounced her as his family... wouldn’t also do that to Echo?

In case anyone has gotten this far and is still somehow unconvinced that that opinion is... wrong... I’ll go a step further.

Bellamy and Echo’s conversation in 5x01 is incredibly important, in that it outlines their relationship’s downfall... perfectly. It also plays into my theory that Echo hasn’t actually changed, but that’s not the point of this. So, jumping around a little:

Bellamy: “Wouldn’t it be easier to just step outside?”

The conversation quite literally opens with a callback to who the two of them were six years ago, the last time we saw them.

Bellamy: “Nothing is gonna change on the ground.”

Considering that literally the first thing that changes on the ground is that Bellamy finds out Clarke is alive? Self-explanatory, next.

Echo: “I’m still banished. What if Octavia tries to—”Bellamy: “No, she won’t.”

She did. Almost immediately.

Echo: “You do remember I almost killed your sister.”Bellamy: “My sister will understand... she’ll forgive you, too.”Echo: “Bellamy, it took you three years.”

Hold on... let me just queue up 5x08 real quick...

Clarke: “I’m sorry that I tried to...”Bellamy: “Kill my sister?”Clarke: “Suddenly I’m the one letting my heart rule my head.”Bellamy: “Mama bears don’t think. They just protect their young.”

Six years later and the Bellarke Near-Instantaneous Forgiveness is still kicking, got it. Next?

Bellamy: “Whatever we run into down there, Octavia will be the least of our worries.”

If this one needs explaining, then I can’t help you.

At the end of that scene, Echo goes to follow Bellamy out, then turns back and grabs her sword. She’s choosing the person she was on the ground.

There is one important aspect of that 5x01 conversation that I saved for the end here, specifically because we haven’t seen it be proven false like all the rest. Yet. But after 5x11, there’s a foundation.

Bellamy: “We’re family, and nothing can change that.”

5x11 showed us a pivotal moment in Bellamy’s character arc. He is no longer willing to hold on to relationships that hurt himself or the people he loves, even if the relationship he’s cutting off is with someone he loves.

Octavia was his family. Octavia’s choice to try and execute Clarke started Bellamy’s active opposition of her behavior and her actions (as opposed to his passive opposition throughout the show until this moment). In 5x11, Bellamy explicitly told Octavia, the audience, and himself, that Octavia is no longer his family.

It took Bellamy three years to forgive Echo for her actions on the ground. When he sees her again, there’s the distinct possibility of Bellamy either being told or realizing for himself that... she is making the same decisions she would’ve made six years ago. And if she tries to kill Clarke? They’re right back where they were in 4x01.

If you still think for one moment that Bellamy Blake wouldn’t be willing to stop calling Echo family for the same reasons he denounced his sister, who had been family for almost his whole life? I don’t know what else to say to you.

#the 100 #bellarke #echo #the 100 spoilers #spoilers #meta #long post #i put it under a cut but just in case #anonymous #ask

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3x11 Reaction / Commentary

So I haven't even started the episode and I'm already confused.

Why did Netflix put 3B in a separate folder? I mean, they didn't with 2B. What's the matter with that. Or is this just the German Netflix??

Smoooooothe move. Somewhere Derek Hale is smiling proudly.

Wtf why they so slow. I was half expecting this to be a simulation or sth because they took ages to arrive and then were walking super chill???

Seelie guy doesn't use this obvious distraction of the others to try and escape, since he knows he's just a minor character and shouldn't interfere.

Beautiful grieving sequence, especially Jace with the sketch of himself. I knew there would be a portrait of him in there before he even turned the page, I could feel it. I love how sensitive and therefore predictable the show is.

Ooooh nooooo Clary is still aliiiiiive, who whould have thought?!?!?! Okay sorry haha I had to.

lol didn't he look in a mirror recently and realize there's still no real resemblance? I mean, at least now he's not charred anymore, so I guess there's more resemblance than before, but you know what I mean. And I get it, this is supposed to be a parallelism to Lilith saying the same thing, but if memory serves right, at this point in time Jonathan was a) in a thick glass casket and b) dead so I'm wondering how he could have heard that.

wtf I'm getting sooo mixed signals from him. Does he want to give off creeper vibes or play house? Because he's kinda doing both?? Play Creeper House???

YEAH LITERALLY I WANT TO SEE THEIR HEATING BILLS

This...... doesn't sound as reassuring as it sounded in your head, Jonathan.

So, points for Clary for that ploy, but my heart is already pre-emptively breaking for Jonathan when he finds out she's playing him. The poor guy just wants family after being used and abused his whole life, man. Is that too much to ask.

More points for Clary for being sensible and grabbing a coat!!

“Clary, come on. You can't go out there. You're never gonna survive.”

Hahaha that had me laughing out loud. So Clary.

Okay, minus points for Clary for not actually wearing the coat. You had a winning streak of common sense but all good things must end, I guess.

Picturesque. But, uh, since Jonathan isn't following her she could slow down. And if she was a Slytherin, she would have waited til after breakfast with her daring escape.

LISTEN I LOVE THIS CASUAL DOMESTICITY

Also if you're more make-up versed than I am (which, admittedly, isn't very hard) and realized something was off about the way Magnus held that eyeliner stick (?) then check lynne-monstr's eyeliner salt club tag because it's hilarious. I also want to rec volunteer_of_hufflepuff's fic smile even though your heart is breaking because it's awesome.

...........................really. Really. That's how they want to play it? Ugh, okay. Ugh.

You know, I've had a whole lengthy extensive (dare I say exhaustive) rant ripening in my head since I saw this bit in the sneak peek but I'm just not in the mood, so let me cut it short: I get Simon's reaction emotionally, since losing Clary must be a horrible experience for him, but I'm still bitter about early 3A where blasting that werewolf across Taki's yard and knowing he might never walk again didn't bother Simon for one second. Repercussions should always matter, regardless of how close you are to the person affected.

Oh dear, she's still running. And her hair still looks like that?

Sure. Also

How can he keep up with her when he's walking and she's running? I mean he's not that much taller than her. Or does she run ten feet, pause to gasp and pant a little, runs again, stop and go, y'know? So on average she's just powerwalking.

Ok srsly I need to stop this nonsensical commentary.

Yeah and I guess he didn't notice the Clave-approved vampire-torture-sunlight construction Aldertree installed in this very same office (shown in 2x04 if you care to remember).

........who are you and what did you do to Alec Lightwood? You seriously want to tell me he'd consider not bringing up a violation of the Accords, and more importantly power abuse and torture, because of political reasons and he's “scared” to lose his standing with Jia? Please. He'd be enforcing Clave law. He'd be well within his right. We're talking about the guy who flat out refused to do the Inquisitor's bidding because it went against his moral code. Compared to that, this is a walk in the park. So. Please.

“I understand the kind of pain you're in, Jace.”

“No you don't. I'm sorry, you don't.”

“You're right...

Oh my god this isn't about Clary, or at least not for the most part. Jace is frikking traumatized because he wasn't in control of his body or his actions or his frakking mind for days. Btw I'm actually impressed and surprised they bothered to focus on anything but the Clary-Drama, namely Jace second-hand-killing like 33 people. And Imogen. And almost Alec. The way I see Jace he'll focus on his guilt, not the pain he feels over Clary's loss. Clary will be on his mind and that's one more thing to feel shitty about, because how can he be so selfish and think about his own pain when he brought so much more pain on other people? Jace has an incredibly intricately self-destructive mind and I love how it was portrayed here. Also loved the scene in general with some Izzy&Jace sibling feels, the tender way she talks to him, his kiss to her hand. But the focus (mainly because of Izzy) returning to Clary annoyed me a little.

And by the way, there is one person who can understand Jace. Alec. Because he was possessed by a demon and forced to kill someone, too. Granted, he doesn't have the memories of the action itself, but he saw it on tape. He blames himself because the demon fed off his own hate against Jocelyn. So I would really really love to see those two talking about it. I'm extremely thrilled to watch on and see if they do (but lol kinda hoping they don't because then I can finish writing my ficlet about it, which I sadly didn't manage to before 3B aired).

MY LIFE EXPECTANCY JUST INCREASED BY AT LEAST FIVE YEARS OKAY

Also what a damn badass nightlight, I want one as well even though I hate not to sleep in absolute darkness, that's how pretty this is.

HAHAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHA I C A N ' T

ALEC'S OFFENDED FACE AS IF THIS IS NEWS TO HIM

Wow I'm so glad they didn't forget about Iris. I was scared, not gonna lie.

Tbh I don't find Madzie's reaction that realistic. I mean, Valentine – the first person to talk to her after she got ripped from her normal life in her normal home – told her Clary got Iris into trouble. At some point they must have told her that Iris isn't coming back. But did they really tell her Iris was breeding warlocks? I highly doubt that. At most they told her Iris did some bad things. But, since they probably said the same thing about Valentine (and he was always “nice” to her) and told her Clary wasn't in fact evil, that kind of loses its meaning. And let's not forget, she is a child. A probably traumatized child, I might add, since Valentine used her to literally kill at least ten Shadowhunters that we see on screen, likely more. Her perception of what is right and what is wrong is easily swayed. And personally I think she neither really registered that Iris is supposed to be the bad guy now nor that living with Catarina / Magnus and Alec is sooooo much better than living with Iris ever was, so her having such a strong opposition against going with Iris seems unrealistic to me.

Love this. So good.

This is actually really beautiful

This is actually really dramatic for no reason and I'm soooo here for it.

Soooooo am I the only one wondering why the F Cat didn't put some wards on Magnus's place? I mean????? There is no explanation given for that, and frankly I can't come up with one. If not for Magnus, then Cat would at least put wards there while Madzie stays with him. Or....... do they want to imply Cat doesn't know that he lost his magic?? Hä?! If so, who the hell patched Alec back up from his neat little life-threatening arrow wound? Cuz I had assumed it was Cat. Since, y'know Jace pleaded with Magnus to help Alec, implying (to me at least) that an iratze alone wouldn't cut it this time. Except of course, if he asked because he didn't want to be bothered with taking out his stele and activating Alec's healing rune, but when Magnus refused because no magic he had no other choice.... and let's be real, the first scene of this episode heavily implies that a healing rune can cure just about anything in 0.3 seconds flat.

Alec wanting to bench Magnus makes no sense. Keeping him around and/or at the Institute makes more sense than, oh I don't know, telling him to stay in his loft where there are no wards. Wtf is logic anyway, right?

I liked this scene, don't get me wrong but... what's with the tough love? Alec isn't usually like that?? He's soft and firm reassurance, not aggressive and authoritative reassurance. Did he try that route before and it didn't work?? I need some answers.

“I had no idea.”

“How could you? You weren't there.”

“Me leaving had nothing to do with Simon. I just needed to be alone.

Okay, what, am I supposed to blame Maia now for needing time for and taking care of herself? She's so defensive as if her leaving was objectively wrong, and it wasn't.

“I guess when times get tough, some people need to be alone. And others need to be around other people.

Please, this is a dirty lie. Remind me again, who was it that pushed Alec away after he found out about her yin fen addiction, insisted she could handle it on her own, ran away and finally confiding in some random stranger she had just met? It wasn't Maia. Who stayed up late all night, disregarding her own emotions and rather tearing herself apart trying to fix the drama of her brothers than to mention to anyone she wasn't alright? Wasn't Maia either.

I feel strongly about this because this seems like a really cheap way to break up Saia and set up Sizzy and I don't like cheap things. I don't like Sizzy either, but my main demand is quality, not a certain content. I'll accept Sizzy if it's done correctly. But this isn't it. This is laying blame on a character who's not to blame, and making claims about another character that are plain untrue if you look at the last three seasons.

I've said it before, there would be good ways to break up Saia. For example their attitude to violence differs greatly from one another. Maia is trigger-happy and sees no harm in it, Simon is more or less pacifistic (at least when he's not having his I-don't-care-about-anything-but-my-gig-mood). Creating a conflict out of this would have been in character. Claiming Maia is somehow to blame because she wasn't there is not only unfair, but also invalidating all Maia has done for Simon before, and that was a lot. Putting up with her shitty ex, helping him search for Lilith, fighting her own pack so they don't bully him. She was about to have a face-off with the Seelie Queen – the very same creature that held her hostage not too long ago – just to be by his side. Is that all suddenly not worth anything anymore, just because she had the audacity to take a little time for herself, to sort through her own issues?

Seriously, he let her walk in that? No wonder she collapsed. Jonathan should have gotten her nice hiking boots.

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS

CAN WE JUST.... CAN WE...... APPRECIATE.......... HOW HE BATS ALL HER MAGIC ATTACKS AWAY....... LIKE............ MAGNUS................ H O W

Btw if this is supposed to sway me and make me see that benching Magnus would have been the right call, then it's not working, because fine, let's assume Magnus had gone home. Then Iris would have had an even easier job to snatch him away, because a) no wards and b) no sword. And on top of that Alec wouldn't have had a way of knowing that Magnus was even taken, since I doubt Iris would have let Magnus call or text him.

Do you even know that? I'd like to see what you're willing to do after being tortured for ten years. Just saying. But fine. Stay there on your high horse.

Ohmygod I am stunned. I couldn't have written that summation any better and to be honest I had assumed the show would just blackpaint Jonathan as evil villain and be done with it. This is so much more than I expected. I am impressed. (And of course now I hope that there will be a redemption arc for Jonathan, but I'm afraid I'm setting myself up for heartbreak with this one.)

Do they intend to tell me that this whole place is warmed by the fireplace? Why not by a heater? Since the three billion lamps

imply there's electricity somewhere. Or was that line about firewood just Jonathan's way to exit the scene? Who knows.

“Ollie? Doesn't remember a thing. Praetor was good about getting her and Samantha relocated. New identities. They're safe now, like everyone else.”

I'm still high-key bitter about this. I love Ollie a great deal, okay, so this is a pretty disappointing solution to outsource her from the plot. Just let her forget all the shit so she doesn't have to deal with trauma. Guess she thinks now her mother died in an explosion caused by a gas leakage or something. I wonder what the mundane police has to say about that and how long it'll take them to find her, since, y'know, they have evidence against her and all that.

Edit: This doesn't actually make sense if you think about it. Did Ollie just get dropped into a witness protection program for no reason she can remember? Or does that “new identities” actually mean they have completely new identities because they don't remember ANYTHING from their old life?? I need answers.

I get it. This is supposed to make me see how rundown and wasted Luke is. But is he purposefully trying to make himself look like a confused hobo? I mean couldn't he like, prepare the notes he wanted to show Jace? It's like he's trying to reinforce to Jace he shouldn't listen to a thing Luke says because these are clearly the actions of a desperate man. Presentation is half the battle man, man.

Hah, badass. There's a reason I love him.

I totally dig Magnus in his kiddie clothes, but I also need a lot of answers because there's blood on his hands and bodies at his feet and this doesn't look like magic gone haywire, this looks like a massacre and I need answers. I wonder if they're gonna explain this flash or just let it sit there uncommented. (I hope they address it and I hope it has something to do with Asmodeus and their time together.)

Ugh do I honestly have to reiterate that parking Magnus in his ward-less loft wouldn't have helped? Also, he's a grown-ass man and can make decisions for himself, dammit.

Owning up to his mistakes unrestrainedly. There's a reason I have a soft spot for Raphael.

New York, huh? What a coincidence. Wouldn't want him to live somewhere else and have Maia burn through the other half of her paycheck to pay some warlock to portal them again, right?

Also, not to be controversial, but why don't they ask the Praetor first? Since they had a whole ass book on the mark of cain and everything. And figured out what it is. And getting rid of something so dangerous is basically their job. I mean. Just saying.

You know I always marvel at this. Just because he's old he knows shit? Is there really an age where knowledge pops into your head just because? Because I'm still waiting for that to happen to me, let me tell you. Just like being immortal somehow grants you immediate access to celebrities and the questionable honor to be in the midst of all historical events of the slightest relevance? Srsly if I was immortal I'd still be glued to my lappy and hate going out.

LOL give Iris a front row seat on how you smashed her XD XD XD

IT'S SUPER EFFECTIVE

<3 <3 <3

This exchange thing is a ploy, and to be honest, a painfully obvious one. I find it really kinda hard to believe Iris falls for it. What I've been asking myself since this plot line started is, why didn't Iris have that idea herself? Like, I honestly expected her to use Magnus as a hostage and tell Alec he either hand over Madzie or she'll kill Magnus. Makes way more sense than her just trying to find Madzie herself and then what, try to break her out again? That didn't work last time, and since the warlocks are warned by Magnus's abduction it'd be even unlikelier to work now. I get it plot-wise since it'd be a little awkward if Iris out-blackmailed the Shadowhunters, but like. Seriously. What's the in-universe-explanation for this???

I don't know why, but Magnus looks super cute in this shot.

Five bucks say this is Izzy with a shapeshifting rune, and ISTG if this is actually Madzie then I can just shake my head at them.

Okay, I totally dig Lightwood siblings working together but. Why do you have to simultaneously hurt me with plot holes.

1) Where did they get Seelie Magic? Did they employ Meliorn? Srlsy. Also, the Seelie Magic at the beginning of the episode could move so why was Illusion!Madzie standing there like a display dummy? That was super suspicious.

2) Why didn't they use a shapeshifting rune? The illusion would have held longer, Izzy could have gotten closer and tied Iris up more easily, without Magnus getting smashed first. But, drama I guess.

3) Where the f is Catarina? Please. Her ward almost gets kidnapped and all she does is go “Oh shit, gotta relocate her to some other High Warlock lol.” Her best friend gets kidnapped and all she does is go “Oh shit, but whatever, here have a fake ransom note but don't think I'll move my ass from this super important Bitching and Drinking Conference. I payed like 200 bucks to get in.” Wtf. This is shitty ooc behavior from her. Wtf. She's either suuuuuper confident that Alec and Izzy will get Magnus back no problem, or she doesn't give a shit about him, and sorry, I don't believe either of those two options.

HAHAHA I'M SCREAMING LOOOOOL!!! Is this code for “We wanted to kill her but Lilith was quicker so we'll pretend we weren't even interested in killing her in the first place”? The Clave, man. Always good for a laugh.

No, dummy, this is their R&D Department.

I'm not even kidding, remember 2x04:

Oh the good old times.

This was. Really good. Really. I'm like, reeling. I feel like show writers read too many fanfics and therefore the Malec scenes this ep were exquisite. Magnus evasively running around and not liking his “powerlessness.” Alec there to reassure him with the sweetest of words. Their kiss, not to short, but hard and determined, with feeling. Top tier shit.

Wow, even though the words that left their mouths were reassuring and good it still feels like their relationship is suddenly dying. I wonder why that is? Oh, right. Because Sizzy, that's why.

I love.

Ooooh guess the residual electricity finally ran out. And I guess Clary turned all the candles off to match the mood? Also, since it was dark outside before and now isn't anymore.... was Jonathan out collecting firewood the entire night? That's dedication, man.

.......what a coincidence that their healing rune is in the exact same spot. On that note, I've been wondering.... if the ressurection resetted his skin to a state it hasn't been in for ten years, effectively un-charring it, shouldn't his runes have disappeared as well? Did he spend the “days” Clary was sleeping with putting runes all over himself?? On that note, why the hell did Clary have to sleep for days when Jonathan was the one who came back from the dead? All that Clary did was running at Simon in slow motion. I mean, I know what I would find more taxing.

I soooo appreciate the blood on her teeth. Such care for detail <3

Okay, so I realize that this makes Jonathan look like a fanatic, but I actually understand this scene like this: He's not an idiot. He knew Clary wasn't really going to give him a chance. But this, this is his chance, because now she has no choice but to stick with him and see for herself.

Btw if you're wondering why I'm so pro Jonathan, you can read the beginning of this post where I got out all of my Jonathan Feels. Basically, until I actually see him act intrinsically evil I refuse to believe all hope is lost for him. He did terrible things, yes, and he's aware of that, but the way I see it he did them because he wasn't ever presented with an alternate choice. And now that he has one, he's holding onto it tooth and nail. He wants to leave all the pointless violence behind.

I'm aware he's a sadistic psycho in the books, but this wouldn't be the first time the show gave a character a make-over (for the better) and so far the only compelling piece of evidence on the show in favor of Jonathan's demon blood causing him to be unsavably evil was Jocelyn's vision of him killing a flower as a baby, and it's not even clear if that was intentional. So excuse me if that's not enough for me to write him off.

Gif Sources: Malec cheek kiss, Magnus being cutesy with his croc impression, Magnus brandishing his sword *facepalm* you know what I mean, Magnus batting Iris's magic away

#shadowhunters #alec lightwood #magnus bane #jace wayland #clary fray #isabelle lightwood #jonathan morgenstern #simon lewis #maia roberts #luke garroway #jia penhallow #raphael santiago #malec #magnus is badass #reaction

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Episode 1: "I'll either flop hard or finally fucking win so let's see how this game plays." - Ian

season starts in t minus eleven minutes and I'm SO READY TO FLOP WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

give me an idol thanks

Hi!!! Im back on tumblr survivor omg I thought I would never return cuz I am so inactive on skype but here I am with the best hosts ever seamus and drew even tho seamus bullies me... This time now that I actually have some experience I hopefully wont be first boot and can play better rather than be a sheep LOL

So far I like my tribe, Ali and mitch are prob my favs so far both kings

The only people I have ever heard of before is willow one of my bffs from FB orgs and jones bc shes jones but both on the other tribe so hope I can meet them at swap or merge!

But apart from that no clue who these ppl are, kinda nice tho and refreshing since on fb its always the same people so this should be fun

Bro we got 2 sandwich artists. And a sandwich related challenge. If we don’t win I’ll be mad

Okay so right now I don’t know anyone or anything what the fuck. This is so different from zwooper everyone is here to play. Right now I’m getting good vibes from Caleb and I think I’m gonna make him my go to. I know Noah on the other tribe but I know he doesn’t like me and I really don’t like the way he plays games. I heard Jamarcus was in this game but I guess not :(. But yeah so this is gonna be one wild ride!

submitting this before i forget/decide not to do a video on it:

http://bit.ly/2ZoKSiK <- Jason’s First Impressions

Hie Montenegro,,, im here,,, and full of existential fear!! I wanted to do a full video cast assessment but my phone storage truly sucks on this night at 3:00 am and I have shit to do tomorrow so :) gotta write!! Myfeelings!!!! David - has said Hewwo when we were revealed and vanished. Hopefully he can deliver in a comp Bc rn he’s kinda irrelevant :( holding out hope tho Willow - queen of being busy,,, we talked in pms but for like a minute,, she knows some of my friends from an FB game I watched her play tho! So that’s SOMETHing, but not a lot. I’ve heard not the greatest things about her social game in the past tho, so I’m not shocked rn Evan - I think I’ve actuallh played w him before assuming this is the same Evan from erinsborough? Big shrug, he was inactive that game tho and would’ve striked out if we didn’t vote him,,, hopefully things are different tho? His picture is Gavin from DP and I appreciate it greatly,, Tom - I just got off of a 5 hour call w him and he seems really chill!? Haven’t talked in pms yet or anything so hopefully we can do that soon? But he seems like a great dude!! His dog is super fucking cute too. JJ - I think of my entire tribe, he’s the epitome of extra. He has 50 fucking sugar gliders like??????? Ma’am?????????? Also he’s from tengaged and MORE IMPORTANTLY he knows keaton apparently!! So,,, probably a crackhead knowing my luck w Keaton. He’s very outgoing and friendly tho and definitely seems like someone i COULD work with,,, but I wanna see how everything plays out, Caeleb - adopted him as my grandson. Bc he called me his grandma. He seems like a sweetie pie it’s his first org ever though so go him!! Hopefully grandma can take him under her wing hehe Mo - literally one of my first close friends in the community,, an angel whom owns my heart, I feel like he’d wanna work w me but I’d never know fully until we prove our loyalties yk? So I’m also holding out hope for him,,, king. Alex - I love him!!!? So much???? He said he stans me I love him sm Bc I remember stanning him when I first started playing Bc he’s all I’d heard about art in the community lolol but I’m v excited to actuallh play with him I fucking called him being here :) Jules - my love my light we just clicked real quick, she’s legitimately an angel whom I adore??? It’s her first survivor game I’m rooting for her. But ya I’m exhausted so that’s it for now UwU gn bois

okie I feel like I should do a cast assessment of my tribe, just as a starter. my opinions will like 1000% change so this is by no means final but woo I'll go with this!

In general... this cast is... pretty good? Like I was very very worried since I'm so annoying that everyone that hates me would reappear for this season, but I think(?) only like... one person in the cast would dislike me/gun for me for preseason stuff. Anywho:

Benj: Okay he seems super super nice! Like he seems really friendly, we have a lot in common already and I think since we are both in weird timezones we could work really well as allies! He seems super like chill and would work with just people he seems to get along with, so I feel like... that could be a real potential alliance in the future ahhh!

Ian: Ian I haven't spoken to all that much yet (he was towards the end of the cast reveal) but he seems really really chill! He has also come 2nd twice which is something I can relate to, so maybe we will be on a similar page as players?

Jared: Okay first fellow newbie. We haven't spoken much or had the chance to really like have a good conversation so far! I feel like since its 12-8 for newbies, maybe its a good idea for us to group up tho, idk if it can happen since at least for me, I haven't really connected to the newbies as much?

Jason: He is so so fun! Like I've really liked talking with him so far, he was on the CAH call yesterday and was getting along with Julia which is really good too, since I defo wanna work with them both!

Julia: A QUEEN. okay I was very worried seeing her on the cast reveal since both times I've played with her, I've voted her out very very early.... BUT, she seems interested in wanting to work with me and I'd love to because such a wild time, and I feel like... me and her strengths/weaknesses can kind of counterbalance in a way that'll work really well! She could always be playing me, but tbh... its what I deserve anyway, and I'd LOVE to see her do really well this season.

Madeline: I really like her! I've spoken to her probs the most of the newbies and she seems really nice and social which is super good! I feel like she'll fit in for a while and have quite smooth sailing

Michael: I'm sure he is great, but we haven't really.. been able to talk all that much? I feel like if I had to predict who would go if our tribe lost, I'd... probably say him?

Mitch: omg this cast is so big I'm not even through my tribe AHH. anyway mitch was on the first cast reveal like I was. I get ok vibes from him, he seems like... he is here to play the game hard which makes me nervy, but hopefully I can like fudge that to my advantage?

Noah: okay he is super fun, I feel like... our conversations have been very dry, but also that its 100% my fault. idk the ability to be interesting just kind of _dropped_ out of me but I'll try and redeem that today

okay the other tribe I'll just skim through and do the ones I know:

Alex C.: he seems like a king! I've been in VLs for seasons he has been in, I feel like he will not like me but I'd love to meet him!

David R.: okay he will 10000% not remember me, but he was in my first season ever! he was very inactive and his only like... confessional was about me being annoying KJSLDAD which is maybe a.. bad sign! lets see how it goes this time

Jones: She seems SO nice! I have been in VLs with her before, and she seems so so so nice! I'd love to play with her down the line, but I think she is also probs here to WIN which is scary.

Jules: A LEGEND! I love Jules, would love to work with them if possible! They're probably the person I am closest to pregame but can hopefully keep that hush hush...

Mo: a king! I hosted him for his first season, and he was SO much fun. I feel like he has gone off me, but I'm super excited to see how he does!

Tom: he is... probably the biggest problem for me in the cast? Like he was in the only season I won, and saw me play a snake game which I do not intend to play like this time? But I feel like if he still dislikes me (which he might), he could like... tell people how snakey I was! I would love to like work with him if he wants, but I feel like he wouldn't trust me at all KASDLF

Willow: A queen! I haven't spoken to her in ages but used to around her first season a lot! so so nice.

Yeah so overall thoughts on each tribe:

Durmitor: Almost everyone I knew preseason was on this tribe, which is probably to my advantage, that'll hopefully help out in like... a swap situation? Worried about Tom but am cautiously optimistic about Willow/Mo/Jules! I feel like this tribe is gonna do very very good on challlenges which... AHHHH i don't wanna go to tribal

Budva: Okay I really like my tribe! I get the best vibes from Benj, Julia & Jason who are all people I'd love to work with! I think(?) I could be okay for now, like I feel like I've already got some good ties, and that there are other people that would go... before me... maybe? Its probably only like 2 rounds on these tribes so I maybe don't even need to last that long aksfda

Ugh honestly why am I back and like... I DON’T ANYBODY HERE? Nicole G is my spirit animal.

Well except for Jason and Julia. I do know them as well as Alex and Rob. Basically I don’t know anyone post chamonix and I feel like a fish out of water. I’ll either flop hard or finally fucking win so let’s see how this game plays.

My tribe is idk, quiet? But like we called and played cards against humanity which was fun but like idk Anau and Monte Rosa were just more active and fun and all.

Julia - fellow oldie, I might work with her since she’s quite social and all. Witchcraft and all.

Jason - I wanna work with him because 1) oldie 2) fellow runner-up and 3) he knows josh. And if my TS career hasn’t proven me wrong, people who I play with who know josh are a huge BOON to my game so yeahhH

Benj - he seems nice. He lives New Zealand so we will probably be the only ones awake at our respective time zones so that can be grounds for something :D

Ali - seems nice as well. We talked about the weather and all so that was fun.

Mitch - we had a short convo so idk him very well to get a good read on him.

Jared - We only started talking now so we will see hmmm

Michael - I’m 50% sure he’s a robot. Just because he sends messages like a robot but I could be wrong. Idk it’s hard to get a read on him but we talked some and I hope he is good at challenges

Madeline - She told me she was a returnee but the wiki says she ain’t? What is the truth. Seems nice?? Idk

Noah - we haven’t talked

Tbh this is probably the most quiet starting tribe I’ve been on. Nicole G is my sprit animal btw

(hi plss add this to the first confessionals i sent) Asya - haven’t talked to her as well. But she did briefly joined the tribe call

Here's a Video Confessional that details what’s on my mind:

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America I think I fucked myself over on this one. I told JJ and Tom last night that I got 155k in sandwich stacker the last time I played it and now I think they’re expecting me to recreate that score?? And like,,, do better?????? But it turns out I’m unexpectedly very busy today and I can’t even do it when I get home Bc I’m not gonna have a laptop to play it on,, so I fucked myself over on this one chief. Not only am I most likely not doing this challenge, but I set myself up to look like a challenge threat!! When I can’t even back it up???? Love that for me :)

okay so I've now had a chance to talk to pretty much my whole tribe more which is fun. I LOVE THEM ALL AND REFUSE TO EVER. GO. TO. TRIBAL.

So my favourites atm are defo Julia, she is SUCH a legend, and her hex powers will carry us to success. I'm also really liking Benj & Jason on a personal level, they are super fun, and like chill on a game level which I really like!

Of the rest, Jared approached me to work with me which AHH exciting! But it was kind of unprompted and outta nowhere, so I'm worried he could play a bit too hard too fast, so will try and keep an eye on him. Madeline is super fun, I'm really liking talking to her, and I'm more reassured about working with my fellow newbies now, since Jared/Madeline I'm really liking! Michael is super sweet, he sent me this long nice message about how to pronounce my name which was super sweet, I haven't spoken to him too much yet! Noah I've spoken to the least, he is my biggest ??? so far, which ahh but I'll figure that one out. Mitch is quite quiet but I really like him! Ian is a king!

AHH I LOVE EVERYONE THIS IS A PROBLEM. I always do this where I make friends with everyone and then have to betray someone every round. I'm determined to pace myself this time. Julia is my Number #1 rn, she approached me first and I think we are a great balancing pair. I also really like Benj/Jason, would love to maybe be in a bigger alliance with them? Jared I'm like... apprehensive that he is gonna play really hard, but also wanna work with him. Those are probably my top four rn? I'd then put Madeline/Ian on the next level, Mitch the level below and Noah/Michael on the bottom level as my biggest unknowns!

otherwise this challenge is so demonic, and one day I will get revenge on seamus for making us endure this. I think I'm doing pretty good, and like... can't face the bread anymore, so will probs stick with my score. I really don't wanna go to tribal so hope my tribe can pull this out wooo!

Hi it’s Mo, I’m the dumb bitch who thinks he needs a Gatorade after walking up a flight of stairs. At the moment I’m feeling very distressed because I sat outside for a good hour or so and some mosquitos decided to take it upon themselves to go to town on my legs. But game-wise I’m feeling very comfortable on my tribe. I think I made some good connections on the tribe call last night and I got to know everyone really well and literally I have no complaints about anyone at the moment. They’re all super chill. My biggest fear is letting them down so I’m doing my best to get a good score on sandwich stacker.

Wow It's great to be back and not know like a single soul! I will kms because of that! Also wow my boss sprung a double on me today so I didnt get to talk to anyone! In the first 24 hours! I love this for me! Im on call right now so hopefully I can do SOMETHING and get good with people!!

So I have yet to do a formal confessional but let me just tell you my tribe is so cracked and I love it. I'm gonna give y'all my thoughts on the players of my tribe because why not. Ok so first off we have Julia. Julia is so cracked but I LOVE HER. She is the good luck charm of the tribe because she is involved in witchcraft and honestly I find that hilarious. Then we got Ali. He seems super sweet but I have yet to get to know him well. I think he has been in the tumblr community for a while but I'm not sure because im not in that community (whoops). Jason and I have meshed pretty well together over the love for the cowboy emoji, Madeleine seems like an easy number for me, and same for Jared. I think if we ever go to tribal I might try to connect us three with Benji who I also think I can trust really well. Then we have Ian and Noah. Honestly my conversations with them have been pretty awkward??? Idk if that is just because they are busy but like I don't rly mesh well with either of them. Then there is Michael who literally talks like his username: A Big Blue Robot

someone literally said they were worried that me being so into astrology would influence how i viewed other people and i told them that it wouldn't but the tea is it will, try to stop me

Heya its me. Rookie here on survivor Montenegro. Never played before. Kinda nervous. I'm trying to keep it light and airy with my chats with all the tribe members, because I don't want them thinking I'm trying to create drama too early. They seeeeem to like me and I think I really like them too. Evan kinda has latched on to me, and I like having an easy go to for talking shoppe, but he's super paranoid and thinks he has no shot at this. Even said that everyone else is fully bonding without him. And thats fine of course, I can handle supporting him especially if it seems like a surprise friendship, but his scaredyness might be rubbing off because its making me a little afraid that people are talking shoppe much more than they're letting on with me. Alsooo, low key a tiny bit annoyed with how much we love to call. Like y'all are nice but it seems to be the same person (eyooop) every time and the same person talking in the tribe chat. hehe peace out

hi okie i would've filmed a video confessional, but i look DISGUSTING so you will have to settle with type type typing!

so lots is happening REAL fast and my head hurts so i need to talk it out. We won reward which WOO, and the reuben sandwich also gave me 3 free checks for bridge steps for the idol so GOOD NEWS. I also used it to build trust with Benj & Julia, and told Jared who kind of put me on the spot and asked me about it (more on Jared later).

So I now have my chart to map idol progress titled 'Bridge to Terebeth-idol' and I'm using all the info I get to slowly get an idea of idol progress, the idol is MINE and I'm determined to play it WRONG. otherwise, I'd love to see Benj or Julia get it, love 'em both.

Anywhomst back to Jared. he is VERY forward with game stuff and is like... going 0 to 100 waay too quick, and its making me and Benj nervous. We are both going to keep an eye, I could see Jared burning out quite quick akdlfas. For the rest of the tribe, I really really like Jason he is such a king, Madeline is super nice but I think quite quiet so could potentially go if we lose. Michael is great at challenges, but his social game is a bit ahh (he like.. told Julia she would be a target for making a mistake in the challenge akjsdfaslfladfjla). Noah I really like, but we are kinda out of sync with timezones which is no good. Mitch filled in for me in teh challenge so I owe him bigtime.

ANYWAYS. this is already waay too long, the summary is WOO JULIA AND BENJ, woo (at a slightly lower volume) for Jason and Jared. Love the hosts, loving this game so far, only thing I'm not loving is sandwiches (unless they are reuben sandwiches asjdklfa).

Okay so little recap of the first night on Montenegro Durmitor Beach.... I really felt worried! Like from the first impressions and the intro's I thought okay i have nothing in common with any of these people, this is going to be so hard to get in a safe spot and go far in this game!

After jumping on call with the likes of Jules, Jones, JJ and Mo I felt a little bit safe as they were laughing at some of my jokes and i felt like i could contribute to the conversation which is nice. I really tried my best in this sandwich stacker challenge to show the tribe that i can perform in flash games and help win immunities for future rounds so it gave them a reason to keep me and potentially the stronger players on the tribe would want to add me to an alliance...well i mean that didnt happen but hey who knows its only day 2

So i recognised that JJ was from Tengaged and i had played with him a little bit whilst on that site so i tried to connect with him and make conversation with him and that dramatic little boy decided to drop his vocabulary and use his silly little boy one word responses which wasnt very uhm reassuring. HOWEVER I feel like over the past 2 days JJ and I have formed some sort of bond and i believe its mutual that we want to work together and help each other out in this game. MY ONLY CONCERN about working with JJ is that I dont want to be seen as in a duo with him so him and me need to stop bullying each other on calls and staying on tribe calls when no one else is on them. He helped me out in the idol hunt as well so he is already giving me some information showing he is down to work with me

Okay so overall i feel like my tribe is full of very big personalities and thats concerning a fight will be had for majority i reckon.

Jules: She is so nice, and we connect pretty good, i know she is one bad ass game player though and definitely a threat down the line so keeping her on my side is beneficial for now and hopefully if she does become seen as a target i can use that to my advantage and she can be a meat shield.

Mo: Mo is cool and chill to talk to, we dont really speak that much on pms however i want that to change i get a very loyal vibe from him so yeah something i am willing to explore

Willow & Evan: They both have similar standings with me in this tribe, i feel like they both want to work with me, Evan has said he does and that he gets a good vibe and wants to work with me which is good and i feel like willow is also leaning towards that as well. The only issue with working with these two is they arent very big personalities so i will be targeted before them however i feel like they could be very loyal. Its going to be hard to integrate them into a large alliance unless one of them start because others will be closer to people that isnt them.

Alex: So Alex is a weird one for me, he seems super emotional and honestly someone i just cant really relate to or connect with. I may be wrong but thats my first impression of him, he seems to be all up in Jules/Jones grill which is something i will have to keep an eye out for.

Jones: Jones is a big big big big threat i think everyone on this tribe can already tell this woman will be hard to get out, socially she is impressive and she said she is pretty good at challenges as well so........i'm just going to try and act really dumb around her and make her believe that im willing to work with her till the end as a loyal sheep. However for now i would like to work with her (even though probably everyone does)

David: Well i mean he is like not active very much, he came on call and i have a fear of drag people and he is a drag people so i hope he doesnt rock up to tribal in drag because it is a serious phobia..... wouldnt mind if he went first just because we dont really talk!

JJ: already spoke about him

Caeleb: Everyone is very nice in this cast but i feel like caeleb is a little bit uhh reserved, i feel like hes a little shy at the moment but i think he can be a gem to work and play with. Idk what type of player any of these people are so just gotta test the waters.

All i know is that this tribe is ready to play....and play hard so survivors ready: game on bitches! #STAYLOWANDGOGOGO

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Oh wow this twisty twist twist, hate it!! So anyway now that we have to go to tribal Idk who the heckie to choose to vote! The only people I feel like I have absolutely no connection with so far are Evan and Caeleb, everyone else ive at least talked to a bit?? Jules is cool (also havent talked to her that much) Mo and Jones are the people ive talked to the most so far and I really wanna work with them I think, we will see DREW YOU HAVE MESSED ME UP

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This twist is very fiendish and I love and hate it!! More stress ensuing the more fun for drew hmmm

Anyway, right now I want Madeline gone. I feel she’s not putting her all into this game and in the challenges. Plus she told me she was a returnee but the wiki says otherwise grrrr

For now I think I’m gonna work with Julia and Jason. Might also wanna work with Benji and Ali. Ali is very intuitive because he noticed that it’s important to keep any voting plans under wraps because if word got out of the plan and we’re not actually going to trial, oh hell will be loose!!

So far Julia and Jared are eyeing Madeline as a target and I am here for it! She may have sealed her fate by like going to sleep at this hour but let’s see! She might be faking it lol

Okay fuck you guys for this twist my anxiety is running RAMPANT I know everyone is gonna wanna Vote me for being the youngest I hope you all die and literally choke on your own liver. Anyways my day has been GREAT, thanks for asking!! I feel confident with my comp performance, so hopefully they choose to keep me in?? If not it was nice knowing you guys except Johnny

Oh this- this is terrible. I did so bad on my sandwich tray thing even though at the time I was like IM FUCKIN SPEEDY GONZALEZ WERE GONNA WIN and I scored like 48 but then I find out that everyone else scored somewhere in the 90’s and now it’s just kinda... fuck.

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Blind Tribals? What kind of tomfoolery is this. Im surprised my tribe came up with a consensus of voting off someone this early even though we still have a full 24 hours. I was fully prepared to take charge but I guess I don't have to anymore.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cax7k6-mA-A

^ Video confessional not letting me post tho

So everything has been like a legit clusterfuck and I see this tribes dynamic starting to play out. I think socially I have done my job and excelled. I would say I feel as if I have established a good personal relationship with most of my tribe members except two of them- Madeleine and Michael. Both of them talk very little and it's honestly very frustrating for myself. Not to mention Michael last night sketched me out very bad after we had finished playing the role call part of the immunity. So I had found an error that I had made, and it scared me and I thought I could talk to him about it. I was like, well I hope this doesn't put a target on my back. He responds with this: we can make sure you won't be. will just take some work. Hold the damn phone. It will take some work? Why would it take work period? It just freaked me out so I went to Jason and I told him about it. Jason made me feel more comfortable and I decided to tell him that I trusted him and I was on board with him. So after immunity is done, and the whole blind round twist is revealed I decided to go and talk to basically everyone on the tribe. But Jared stuck out the most to me. He is playing the most aggressive game at this point which I respect. Also, forgot to mention, I trust Ali the most. 100% Ali will be my ride or die person this game. So nothing will come in between the bond we share. Jared decided to throw out Madeleines name out. And I am totally okay with this. He also subtly hinted that Michael would be a good option. But lets be real, I am not a fool and I will not make a big move this first round. This is a tribe of 10 people, not 6 like I'm used too in my prior TS I have played. It is more difficult to rally all the numbers. So this would be the exact reasoning behind my social game I am playing at the moment. I have Jared than tell me he wants to work with Ali, Benj, Himself, and I. This, I can enjoy. I don't have to struggle to protect from this alliance I knew Jared was bound to create, and I didn't have to suggest to include Ali, possibly exposing my relationship with Ali to Jared. On the other hand, I have Ian and Jason who I feel like I can trust in this game. I proposed to Ian I would not vote him out this round, and he said he would do the same for me. I tell Ian that I trusted Jared and we could possibly work with him, and that Madeleines name is being thrown out as the vote. Ian was vague with answering me about working with Jared which sussed me out. But Ian later tells me he wants to work with Jason, Himself and I. So this puts me in TWO potential alliances already in this game. Literally fuck this twist. I am glad my social skills have finally paid off and I am seriously learning from prior mistakes I have made in my orgs from being too abrasive, being too loud, being rude. I had such little self awareness of the way I communicated with people. I would talk and be this extremely social girl but I always left a bitter taste in people's mouth because of how I said things and I had no clue. So I am playing this better game and it is totally opening up new opportunities and all these people I can work with but on the other hand, puts me at a serious disadvantage. If this tribe will be an ultimate flop tribe which I am seriously hoping is NOT the case, I am going to disappoint someone. And that is how you become a target and lose all the hard work you have built up. So even though socially I am totally preforming beautifully compared to my prior three tries at TS, and strategically I wouldn't say anything about that I mean.... it's the first few days of this game. I would say competition wise, or the more physical part of the game I need to get it together. I'm hoping I can motivate this tribe into playing extremely hard for the immunity wins because who freaking knows what could happen? In the best case scenario, I would love for immunity to be brought to my tribe. This would mean that for the next round the target would probably remain the same, and I don't have to get so worked up about who is the new target of the tribe.

https://youtu.be/qsjQtYfiCec <- Video Confessional; Not letting me post

Editors note - I think I’m 80% sure my name’s not going around Bc I think everyone’s under the impression I got us the win for the flag making? Big shrug

Damn this twist has really screwed things. At this point in the game I have some strong (I think) alliances. I'm worried that I have put a target on my back for playing too hard though, and it might be all for not if we find out we won immunity.

https://youtu.be/RR4BRMFKjDU <- Another video confessional that won’t embed lol

What the fuck is this twist like okay sure, tumblr survivor is generally fucking stressful like a pig getting choked im always trying to gasp for air.....this season i am the pig on the spit roast just deceased. I'm a nocturnal pig throughout this game i guess because tribal planning starts like 6 hours ish before tribal and the last 2 hours is the most important and that would be from 4-10am so no sleep for the weak i came to win

https://youtu.be/sarbjplslHk <- Another video confessional that won’t embed

SO I think at the moment my closest allies are Tom & JJ which is a relief because I was intimidated by the two of them at first. The plan for now is to vote for David due to him being the most antisocial out of the bunch. He’s talked to me quite a bit actually but apparently he hasn’t talked to some of the others that much.

The first few days of this game has been really fun. I'm enjoying to get to know everybody, and just dicking off on tribe calls all the time. So far I've really enjoyed looking at Tom & Alex, they're definitely the tribal eye candy.

It seems as though I've gotten myself into a really cute alliance consisting of Alex, Jones, and Jules. A group I've definitely enjoyed talking to the most. I think it'll really work in my favor.

Tom is really fun to talk to, he's giving me truthful information on what planks have been good and bad in the idol search. Which is nice, but it might be a cultural thing, but I can't tell if he likes me or not!?? There's too much sarcasm in his voice.

Mo & Caeleb are really nice, they've both talked to me on a pretty shallow level so far, but I'm enjoying them a lot.

Evan, David, and Willow have been fairly MIA. Evan is on a vacation, so I'm impressed by how much he truly has been able to contribute to the tribe.

As far as the vote goes, I'm debating between Willow, and David. Alex, who I'd really like to work with, really is pushing for David to go home, but David is better at comps, and a less dangerous social player, he hasn't talked to anyone. Whereas Willow is being a social butterfly in everyone's PMs. Seeing that she made runner up in one of her seasons is also a little bit scary.

This twist is scary, but considering my last ORG, its exciting. I felt like my downfall was not being able to forge game relationships with people because I was the last person to attend tribal. Winning every tribal immunity all the way up to the final 13 / 21. Once the merge hit, every time I tried to talk strategy, the person I was talking with would run, and tattle to the person I was trying to target instead of listening to what I was saying, because they had forged game relationships at prior tribal. Being forced to go to tribal regardless of the outcome of immunity should help me solidify game relationships much easier.

I have one question for the twist. WTF DREW???

Right as we found out that both tribes had to go to tribal, Evan was immediately concerned that his name was being thrown out. The boy needs to calm, but I think our connection is really strong and honestly he's fun to talk to. Today though, most people I have been talking to have said David which is perfectly fine, he barely had talked to me at all so I am happy to be a tribe player and vote him tonight if nothing changes. I think people are starting to make connections all around. I really like Willow and have like an on and off thing with Mo and Jules. Tom is the first person to let me in on the vote, and JJ said he'd work with me and not vote me tonight, BUT Tom and JJ and Jones are always in the calls and that's making me nervous they'll have a longterm close bond that could be disastrous if it turns into a Monica, Jervase, Tyson type thing. Also I don't fully trust JJ he's good at talking to everyone. I have my eyes and ears open and I'm just trying to get as much information as I can at this point in the game.

okay I have thoughts and they are 100% NEGATIVE.

so dua lipa cave can CHOKE, i hate this twist so muchhhhh, its gonna give me an aneurysm. I just feel bad, I don't like voting people out and this makes the process so weird and awkward.

Okay like tonight, Madeline is... seemingly going home? And I'm so so sad, she is super sweet, but I think everyone was reluctant to throw out names except Jared who was super, super gung ho about Madeline leaving? Jared is stressing me out akjsldfaf, he is so forward and aggressive as a player, and I can kind of see him burning out and dragging me down with him asdfklaf.

Otherwise, I'm really liking working with Julia, she is super fun and a really savvy player, I hope our alliance can do super good long term! Otherwise, Benj is SUCH A KING, he is so friendly and fun, and we are like really on the same page for game stuff? Those are the only two who its not negotiable, on my watch they are going NOWHERE.

for the rest? I really like Jason, he is just super mellow, like I think if I had to make a winner pick for the season, I'd probably say him? I vibe with him on a personal level woo, could be an ally down the line. Michael I tbh expected to maybe be first boot, but he seems to have unexpected connections! I really like him tho, he is super sweet, its no biggie that he is staying? Mitch/Ian kind of fall into the same category, I really like them but I've not spoken to them... all that much, but I really like them!! Noah I really haven't spoken to too much, and if we do go to tribal tonight, I'd probs want him to go next (Mitch also threw his name out for this round, so it seems I'm not alone on that?).

I feel REALLY REALLY bad about Madeline JKLSADFLSAJFA, like already our tribe is being meninist we do not stan, but also she is so nice. I feel bad and kind of blame Jared for her going grrrr.

Okay I'm gonna wrap this up, hope we don't go to tribal tonight, Madeline stays and we WIN till merge WOO WOO WOOOOOO!

omg also julia is already at #46 for the idol her MIND! i hope she gets it, that'd be iconic. I feel like she must be working with someone to get that far already, maybe Jason? like the host, i need to (nancy) drew and investigate

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRd_z6-ycno <- another non embeded video confessional uwu

Lol idk where this girl came from but Madeline’s a mess.

She vanished after the twist reveal because her “WiFi getting shit down” then suddenly she’s strong arming me to vote Mitch

Sweaty, compared to you I’ve actually interacted with Mitch over the course of this 4 days unlike you.

She claims she’s got Julia, Jason and Noah but I know where they’re really at. If we are going to tribal Madeline’s gone!!

okay tribal is (maybe?) in 6 minutes and I have THOUGHTS:

1. Madeline is make me so nervous, she like says things in the tribe chat and its like AHH idk how to respond, I'm being so obviously shady and its INCREDIBLY clear I voted for her, but idk what to do or say asdkjflsafafjdaf

2. Benj is a king, we are like... on the same page a lot, and someone I wanna go super far with!

3. Madeline gunning for Mitch is weird because... she is targetting him for past placements, when... Ian literally made FTC twice akjsdfslafsa like wut? Also I am screaming at her like saying Mitch isn't denying that she is going home in the tribechat, when she is voting him? I'MMMMMM

4. If I go home, it's been super super fun, and first boot is a cute placement! Benj & Jason have both been first boot before, and I love 'em both, so am joining a great club!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SgF_VAczF2g <- Another non embeded video confessional

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rabidfangirlteehee · 5 years

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Thoughts on The Crimes of Grinderwald ( Spoilers ahead)

The Good

The one thing I did appreciate in this movie ( apart from Jude Law as Dumbledore he was great actually the cast minus Depp i did like. Depp in my opinion just does not make a good Grinderwald) was their effort to show how Grinderwald and Supremacists like him might entice others. Voldemort wasn't shown recruiting anyone who didn't already share his views in the books. But Grinderwald is at a stage where he wants to be able to sway the common Witch/Wizard to his side and incorporate his ideology. So he does things like incite a crowd causing a auror to kill after a perceived attack ( in self defense) and then citing it as a example that the other side are the clear villains here.

Or saying things like he doesn't consider muggles to be inferior just different and offers others a chance to change the future between magic folk and muggles in public. But then in private refers to them as beasts of burden before ordering the murder of a muggle baby.

Or using fear of a dangerous and uncertain future to push the general public to pick a extreme option to prevent a more terrible outcome.

Its not done perfectly and there are alot of flaws. But the attempt to illustrate how Grinderwald and supremacists like him minipulate is something I appreciate.

The bad

Tying up plot threads from the last movie: Namely Credence's death and Jacob having his memory back. I would have liked a better explanation. I think its possible that I might get one in the next movie for at least Credence but even if that is true it still made a sloppy transition from the end of the last movie because Credence's unfair life and death was a pretty big deal in the last movie.

The blood pact: Its never explicitly said that Dumbledore is gay or likes Grinderwald. But I could have accepted it due to the mirror scene, the closer than brothers line and Dumbledore constantly claiming he couldn't fight Grinderwald but offering no explanation as to why. It seemed to me that it was strongly implying he had still had feelings and therefore couldn't face Grinderwald. Despite them not explicitly saying this. But then they went and ruined it by putting in the blood pact. I mean you still have a couple scenes implying things but it kinda makes things feel less compelling. It would have been a much stronger arc if you saw Dumbledore muster the conviction to face Grinderwald despite having feelings. More than some plot convenience blood pact which prevented the confrontation. That being said they could have easily had a moment where there past relationship was brought up despite the dumbass blood pact. Like there is 0 reason to dance around the subject. Still there are sequels so maybe it will be brought up in those so I wont be too harsh now.

Nagini: With all the scandal involving the whole thing about Nagini being secretly a woman I felt that Rowling had pushed it for a purpose. It didn't really improve the original hp story in any way but I wondered if it maybe added to this one. If it had anything to add to this series it wasn't added in this installment. Nagini had a bit part and her cursed to a snake form was something that was not really important at all. Maybe it will for the next movie but from what was revealed in this one I don't really see how.

The only one strong enough to stop Grinderwald/Dumbledore: The ministry pushes Dumbledore to kill Grinderwald insisting he is the only one strong enough to. And admittedly Dumbledore is strong the Ministry should want him on board. But they act as tho Dumbledore is their only chance. This push to make this a one on one fight makes no sense. As far as I know unlike Voldemort Grinderwald was powerful but had nothing that made him effectively immortal. And the same could be said for Dumbledore. Dumbledore was a strong force against Voldemort not because of his magical strength but because his tactics made Voldemort Falter and Dumbledore could outwit him. And Harry was a strong Force because he made this unkillable thing disappear as a baby. Grinderwald might see Dumbledore as a powerful foe but if he has him under a blood pact then why is he so keen on killing him? Shouldn't he be more interested in world domination? Shouldn't that be what this story is focused on? But no what ties all the different sides together is their interest in Credence. And Grinderwald is interested in him because he can defeat Dumbledore. Even more importantly Dumbledore got the Order of Merlin for defeating Grinderwald so ya he was strong but would he really have that much of a reputation before he did? In terms of fighting skill I mean. His work in alchemy is another story. Also tied to this is the ministry pushing Newt to go after Credence and join the Ministry. Like Dumbledore is one thing but why are you so interested in recruiting a magical biologist to be a auror. Its like if you were asked to pick the ideal person for a manhunt in New York and your choice was Jane Goodall.

Queenie: This really stood out to me because I really liked her character in the first movie. So in this movie she enchants Jacob to marry her. This isn't a unappealing idea to him infact it is a kinda ideal end goal for him but there are good reasons why he's afraid to pursue this and they are all legitimate reasons to say no. He has every right no say no even if he has feelings for her and likes the idea of being married to her. Its his choice and she was going to steal that from him. She probably would have if Newt hadn't intervented. And if that was shown to develop her character and make her undergo an arc and be held responsible for her actions I would have accepted that. But its not. Jacob doesn't really get mad at her or point out how fucked up it was she did that. Newt never tells Jacob that it was when he is pining for her after. Its never mentioned that this is a thing that might need to be discussed when he sees her again. In fact the only issue to arise from this is Queenie wants to take a risk and get married and Jacob thinks its too risky and Queenie sees it as cowardly. This could be a interesting arguement in its own right but this argument completely glosses over the you just mind controlled me plot point.

And then to make things worse she then joins Grinderwald because....? Like ya he offers her the chance to marry Jacob by changing the rules about this kinda thing. But even if you discount the whole thing about her reading minds and possibly seeing the baby incident, she really believed him that fast? She is a little eccentric but she's not stupid. But lets say she was desperate and believed him. She could clearly see and tell that this idea of joining Grinderwald was turning him off and pushing him away from her. So she chooses to join Grinderwald to be closer to Jacob when by joining Grinderwald will only push them apart based on his reactions to him. Or maybe she will just enchant him again cuz clearly no one sees it as a huge deal.

Im sorry I harp on this a bit but when it comes to men being minipulated into sex or romance or relationships via magical means( love potions or enchantments) Rowling treats the thing as casual. Not seriously fucked up. Even for Merlope from what I remember the problem was more that the dad left she became distraught and died and her actions led to Voldemort being a thing. How fucked up her actions were are kinda glossed over. Same with Romilda Vane trying to drug Harry. Or Mrs Weasely casually mentioning she used love potions in school as if it was this perfectly acceptable thing.

Aurelius Dumbledore: Why just why? And then they added that shit about Dumbledore's family being tied to Pheonixes. Not every interesting thing about a character needs a special unique power or birthright. It would have been fine if Dumbledore just befriended Fawkes and Fawkes followed him because they got along well. Like no special prophecy needed. It felt like Rowling just needed a good twist as to who Credence was because he was actively searching for his family to find out more about himself. So he had to be related to someone very important. But why go with that at all? The most unique thing about Credence was that he was a obscurus. That's not a genetic thing. Finding out who your family is wouldn't help with that. Wouldn't it make more sense if he sought out someone who did know about Obsuruses ? Like say Newt? In fact that would also get Newt involved without the whole Ministry pushing a magical biologist to become an auror subplot. He could be trying to keep Credence safe while the ministry wants to lock him up because of Grinderwald's interest in him. Grinderwald is interested in the power he posesses and not just because its a good way to kill Dumbledore but in general, and Yusuf wants him dead because he thinks Credence is Corvus. And Newt just wants to help him because he thinks Credence should be able to be free. And eventually the problem is solved because Love and familiarity was apparently the way to handle the Obscurus and Credence has finally met someone who gives two shits about him. Newt.

Instead you get Dumbledores Secret brother and Credence being obsessed about his heritage because he's a orphan of course he is. Not that orphans would by default have interest in who their birth parents were, but it just feels like the stereotypical plot for a orphan when you could have done something else that could be ( in my opinion) more interesting.

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sanctimoniousscrawlings · 5 years

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Prompt #1 : Lull of the Forest

Greenvale is quaint. At least that’s what the townsfolk say. Personally, I’ve never been fond of life here. Half the people here are ignorant and bigoted. They’re nosy and self-serving. Nine times out of ten I’ve found that the thick veneer of kindness and good ol’ fashioned neighborliness is born of duplicity, and to be quite honest it’s exhausting.

I’ve been saving money to leave since I turned sixteen and got my first job in the town’s only book store- a tiny thing, barely larger than my room back in my apartment. I’ve been thinking of moving to a big city- it may be too crowded for my taste but I’ve found that it has the opposite vibe to small towns. People start out assholish and then turn out to be kind. It’s a pleasant surprise.

Here I am ten years later with only half the cash I would need to get my own place somewhere I’d actually like to be. I’m scrolling through real estate sites and beginning to reconsider the whole roommate thing, much as I revile the thought of having to live with random strangers when my phone pings. It’s my best friend, Demeter.

D: omg Riley did you hear Me: oyg did I hear what? Me: and are you sure I can’t convince you to come with me D: Dylan is gone and certainly not, you know I can’t stand urban environments Me: pls tell me he absconded from the woods with his tail between his legs and the only thing he left behind was a trail of urine Me: I really don’t want him living next door to me again D: ... D: i heard the fairy house is a pretty grizzly scene Me: wow Me: guess i won’t have to live next door to him after all. neat. D: i know he was an asshole but do you need to be so blase about it? Me: only as much as he needed to chase me with a MIG torch Me: look, i know you aren’t supposed to speak ill of the dead (but honestly he shouldn’t have been such a dick) and I wouldn’t wish death on anyone- but I definitely don’t have to care that he’s gone Me: besides, he probably pissed off whatever’s in those woods. haven’t you noticed that when the people who live in that house are super cool, the hidden folk just play (mostly) harmless pranks- and they have never ever attacked children D: no, they just kill the parents and steal the kids Me: the bad parents. We both know the Bonners were abusing their kids. And pretty heavily. How many times did you call cps on them? D: ...monthly. But that doesn’t make it right. Those kids are probably scarred for life- and scared. Me: maybe. I think I might try buying the place tbh- I don’t even have half the money for a place in any of the cities I wanted to move to but I have more than enough for that place. It’ll be a dent in my funds, but I think it will be worth it. D: what Me: hear me out: I’m a misanthropist. They are clearly also not fond of people. Maybe we’ll get along. Plus, I can keep the deed to this place to protect the forest from the idiots in town moving in. D: First of all that’s a stupid idea. Second of all, you’re too kind to be a misanthropist. You’re just a curmudgeon. A philanthropic curmudgeon. Me: what Me: that doesn’t even make sense D: you’re grumpy af but I’ve never seen you do anything to cause even the people you hate the most harm. Hell, how often did you help Dylan with his homework or share your food with the delinquents who couldn’t afford lunch when we were in school. D: the whole “I hate humankind blah blah blah destroy all humans” thing is just a front because you always had this complex about helping everyone and it kept backfiring. And then after Ashe... Me: sorry, Demi, gotta go. I’ve got paperwork to fill out. D: DON’T YOU DARE MOVE INTO THAT HOUSE I S2G RILEY ANDREW FERGUSON

I know she cares but I really can’t deal with this right now. I’ve got a house to buy.

For the next two weeks, I avoid Demeter. I love her but she’s overbearing sometimes and I’m not gonna let her talk me out of this. All the paperwork is taken care of and fortunately, my lease was ending at the end of the month so this should prove to be a smooth transition. All my packing is complete and I get to move into my new place in another few days. My shift ended at the bookstore so I head back to the apartment only to find a grey slip of a man waiting for me. “Riley Ferguson, there you are. Your presence is required at the law office of Paz & Squalor. If you have some time to accompany me there, I urge you to.” His voice was strained and gravelly. “It concerns the property in the woods.” “Sure thing. Let’s go.” I wonder if there’s a hitch in the bureaucratic workings and if there is I’m damn well gonna sort it out.

An hour later and I’m in Ms. Paz’s office. She peers across the desk at me with a grave look on her face and I can see that she’s mulling something over. The look of concern in her eyes is disconcerting. She starts abruptly, clearly having decided to get on with whatever I’m here for. “I’m sorry for your loss, Mr. Ferguson.” “Loss?” “Dylan Daniels. You are Riley Andrew Ferguson, correct?” I nod, but the confusion on my face doesn’t assuage her concerns. “He left the house to you in his will. And everything in it.” She opens a dwarer of her desk and pulls out an envelope, clutching it to his chest. “He also left you this.” She extends the envelope across the desk. “Sorry it took so long to get this to you. The police only found his will a few days ago- everyone was unaware he even had one until then. I just need you to sign some things.” She pushes a stack of papers and a nice pen across the desk. I’m too stuned to respond. “Riley.” She pauses and reaches a hand across the desk to squeeze mine. “I know this must be very hard for you. Take all the time you need.” The next few hours are a blur. I find myself at my desk, clutching the sealed envelope. There’s no way this isn’t some sort of prank. He probably has the entire town in on it- they have always distrusted me here. People gossip about what sort of mental issues I may or may have. “He has the autism,” is the most favored line I hear from the elderly ladies at the old rumor mill. I am a hundred percent sure they don’t even know what autism is- and to be honest that gets to me far more than them actually suggesting I’m on the spectrum. There are worse rumors of course. I have schizophrenia and murdered my own family in a hallucination. Or I’m a sociopath and did it in cold blood. Of course, it doesn’t matter that I was asleep in the back room at work at the time- trying to avoid going home. My boss is a little scenile and his word isn’t good enough to assuage the good people of Greenvale. They’d probably accuse me of doing Dylan in, too, if it weren’t for his proximity to the woods. Deep breath. I open the envelope. There’s a letter inside. When I pull it out, another piece of paper drifts down to the floor. It’s stained with graphite- the pencil must have been smeared. I reach down to pick it up and freeze before I can. I recognize my own writing on the small paper. What the actual hell? I pick it up and read it, wracked with anxiety. It’s a poem. It’s a poem I wrote in eighth grade. A flashback takes me back to when I wrote it. My first real crush on a guy. It was a boy I had P.E. with every year of middle school. I had just started dating a girl I rode the bus home with when I realized that I liked this guy and the poem quite bluntly reflected the turbulent emotions I was feeling at the time. I had a firm grasp on metaphors but even now subtly and nuance elude me when I experience emotion- which happens far more often than I would prefer. More importantly, why would he have this? How did he even- I’m hit with another memory. I wrote that the day that little demon stabbed me in the hand with a pencil. I still have the black mark under my skin. Bastard gave me my first tattoo. He must have taken it from my binder when I was in the nurse’s office. Okay. But why would he keep this? It was fuel he could have used to burn me before I came out my senior year. I remember the letter. With some trepidation, I begin to read it.

Riley,

I was really hoping to tell you this in person. Frankly, I’ve been trying to for years but you evaded me at every turn. You can’t evade me at this one, though. My death ensured that- that is unless you’re not reading this and I misjudged your caliber on the whole fairy house thing. I don’t know, I figure you’d thrive there for some reason. I think Walt Whitman said something about the strongest tree in the forest is the one that sprouts against all odds.

My eye twitches at the butchering of the quote and that he confused Walt Disney with Walt Whitman, but I carry on.

Anyways, sorry not sorry for rambling. I like you. No, that’s putting it mildly. I think I’ve been in love with your weirdness since we first sat together in that class. I had hoped you wrote this poem about me but was too afraid to ever ask you about it. I know it’s no consolation for the animosity I displayed toward you, but I was just so terrified. Your presence left me unsettled and we got stuck together so much after that. So I reciprocated and instilled the fear in you that you put in me. It was wrong and I really am so sorry. Now you know how I feel, though. I bet the creatures of the forest got me. If I’m right, you owe me a kiss when next we meet, wherever that may be.

Love, Dylan Daniels. P.S. And I mean love. P.P.S. I know I got the quote entirely wrong. I bet you did that thing where your eye twitches when you can’t correct someone cuz you’re frustrated. That will be another kiss. P.P.P.S. No dictionaries were harmed in the writing of this letter. P.P.P.P.S. Well, I might have lit one on fire after.

I feel disgusted after reading the letter. He was an asshole and a creep. A knock at the door startles me into yelping. I catch my breath to answer it and Demeter pushes her way in. “Sit. We’re talking.” I do as she says; I’m still reeling from everything I just found out and Demeter is the last person anyone should ever piss off. She may be a kindly teacher and a great friend but not even the gods can save someone incurring her wrath. “You got the house, didn’t you.” It clearly wasn’t a question but I nod quietly anyways. She sighs. “Well, if anyone from this town could thrive there it would be one of us, but still. What were you thinking?” I stare into the nether. “I don’t know anymore. I don’t even want the house now,” I murmur. “It’s tainted. He even ruined the fairy house for me.” “What do you mean? You knew he had lived there when you made the ridiculous plan to swoop in on it.” I silently proffer the letter and poem without looking at her. She lets out an incredulous whistle. “Well... He tried to put his heart in the right place. I think. Ooh, girl, this boy was a mess.” She pauses, squinting at the letter. “Wait. Did he leave you the house? Holy hell.” Demeter stayed the night. I woke up the next morning to a note on my bedroom door: I’ve reconsidered the roommate thing. Be back soon, packing my stuff. If they didn’t already, the townsfolk were about to think Demeter insane, too.

Days later and we were moved into the house, though I was still uneasy. He left a lot behind- including some nearly new furniture. Probably for the best given how spartan Demeter and I both lived. I brought a desk and computer while she brought house plants and a bed. The house was old and quirky and had an air to it that we both adored. The rear garden was pressed right up against the old forest; with the fence having rotten away long since the tenants before Dylan had lived there, a new one was half built in its place- and wildflowers had overtaken most of the space. All except for one tree that sat in the center of our new yard, between the forest and the house. The entire rear half of the house had large beautiful windows that faced the forest, as well as a massive section of glass doors that opened up to the rear garden, almost like an entertainment area, thanks to the simple stone porch. “Oh, I am so fixing this up.” Demeter sounded giddy, standing in the decrepit garden. “We’ve totally got this.” “I hope so.” I can’t shake the uneasy feeling I’ve had all weekend. “I’m heading in to set up some of my supplies.” I leave Demeter to her own devices and get to work in the back room with the enormous glass doors. After a few minutes, it feels as though the very air is weighing on me. I open the doors wide, not paying any mind to the dangers of the forest. Let them come, they’d probably make better company than 99% of the good townsfolk of Greenvale. The invigorating scent of the forest fills the room and I’m suddenly in the mood for oil pastels.

It’s been a week now and I still feel trapped whenever I’m in the house. I feel as though I’m being watched any time I’m on the property. The eyes from the forest seem more curious than anything- it’s inside that I feel I’m in danger. After going on an unnecessary shopping trip for the umpteenth time since moving in, I decide to be productive and prepare a basket of food for those that dwell in the forest. Fruits, nuts, pepitas, and even some actual food I cooked up. I set the basket out back, near the treeline, and go back to the room I claimed for my studio. When next I look outside, the basket is empty and moved closer to the house. I hope they enjoyed it.

I get home earlier than Demeter and begin to make a habit of leaving food out for my new neighbors- including a dish of milk on my window sill. Each day, the basket is returned closer and closer to the house. I begin finding gifts of seeds, flowers, and odd trinkets in the returned basket. Demeter joyously nurtures the seeds into all manner of strange and exotic plants. One day, when the house is feeling particularly stifling, I decide to go to the forest edge to get away from it. I find a cozy spot beneath a tree and start writing. I hear the basket being moved but I’m too in the flow to pay any attention- that is until I notice a curious fox looming over my notebook. I don’t want to spook it so I continue writing. Eventually, the fox lays its head on my wrist, watching the pencil soar across the pages. I suppress the urge to make a high pitched noise in joy at this blessing. My trips to the forest edge became more frequent- as did the fox’s joining me. I started bringing treats for my new friend who cozied up to me as I worked. One day, when Demeter was out later for student conferences, I went out to the back porch- still outside but sheltered from the storm that had rolled in. I mistakenly drifted off to sleep to the sound of rain- and far more easily than I could have fallen asleep inside the house. I awakened to find myself wrapped in a fine silk cloak lined with the softest fur I have ever felt in my life- and I pet a lot of cats. I also note that I am now inside and the doors are shut. It’s already morning, as well. Demeter is in the kitchen, making herself a quick breakfast before she heads off to work. “I’m glad to see you made it home safely. Did you bring me inside?” “What? No, you were asleep on the floor when I got home last night. I feel like it’s the first time you’ve slept since we got here.” I grunt noncommittally and leave the room. Later on, I return the cloak, folded in the basket with yet another assortment of tasty goodies. This time I'm reading rather than working on one of my projects. The fox returns once more and- to my joy- curls up in my lap. I stroke his soft fur while I read and eventually I can hear the soft contented snoring of my vulpine buddy. I'm so comfortable that for the second day in a row I make the mistake of falling asleep outside. This time, as the beams of morning sunlight drift through my eyelids, I’m in my room. The luxurious cloak is covering me once more and the fox is curled up next to my head. The Prompt Next

#part 1 #I've been at this for almost six hours and need to stop #writing prompt #Lull of the Forest #the prompt is the post before this one

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I’m lowkey obsessed with the idea of one of the kids admitting to Steve they’re scared they’re gay and they’re really frightened about it and scared he’s gonna hate them and everyone will too and they haven’t told anyone else and Steve has never told anyone he likes boys before and he’s kinda like “me too” and they’re just like “what?” And he’s like “I think I like boys so I get it okay?” And it’s makes which ever kid lol feel so much better because Steve is so cool and he gets it

uhmm okay so i attempted this and well, i hope it’s okay!!! i chose will out of them all because i feel like he’s the go-to??? also cuz it seems to make sense. i hope this is okay.

The porch is not the most ideal place for life contemplation, Steve thinks, no matter how comfortable it feels out here, staring off into the distance filled with trees, dead leaves, and the quiet hum of the wind rustling the branches above.

It is, however, where he finds Will, the shy kid taking a breather from the commotion inside. Steve has never understood what it’s like to be smothered by family, thinks he ought to enjoy such a thing after baring witness to absentee parents for a good few years of his life. He also knows that because he’s not used to it, it’s exhausting as much as it is overwhelming, and it must be the case for Byers enough to wander outside by himself.

“You okay?” Steve asks because he’s not as familiar with him as he is with the other kids, regardless of his acquaintance with Jonathan. He doesn’t expect a reply, actually figures he’ll be ignored because what does Will Byers and Steve Harrington have in common aside from the Upside Down? Aside from Nancy and Dustin who’ve all merged together in a group of understanding despite the oddities that otherwise would’ve kept them apart as individual people, no paths to be crossed and definitely no reason for interactions.

But Will shrugs his shoulders, leans his head against one of the wooden poles that lines the stairs to the cabin. “I’m okay.”

It’s a lie. Steve knows a lie when he hears one; he’s given his fair share of them when he doesn’t want people to bother him, or more importantly, when he doesn’t know how to tell the truth.

Steve’s met with a crossroads then, choosing to ignore it in favor of respecting Will’s answer or finding another line of conversation that will attempt to crack Will open – if not to admit what’s on his mind, then at least a decent chat to distract him. Steve used to be a bit of an ass, but he’s working on it. Will doesn’t have to tell him anything if he doesn’t want to.

“I don’t think I am,” he says, blurts it out without a moment’s hesitation. It feels good to say that, to not have to smile at Nancy or Hopper or Joyce or even Billy for that matter, to have to pretend that splinters of exhaustion and emotion aren’t increasing the longer he stands on his feet. Steve wants rest; he wants the Upside Down to not be a thing that he – or anyone else – has to deal with, but along the way, he’s learned far too much about everything for his brain to catch a proper break.

Will startles at his comment, glances up as Steve walks forward, sits down on the steps of the porch. He leans on the opposite side of the rails, parallel to Will. Steve doesn’t want to crowd his space, doesn’t want Will to feel like Steve’s a looming presence after all he’s been through because no matter what he’s seen – what any of them have seen – it will never be anything as horrific as the experiences that this kid has gone through.

No amount of dreams, sweaty palms, or edginess will compare, and often, Steve feels guilty that he has after effects of the most mundane bullshit he’s experienced. It shouldn’t be a comparison game, but guilt is a very strong five letter word. “All this shit makes you think,” though he keeps his eyes trained ahead, on the moss and rocks across the ground that he hadn’t noticed before, “about who you are, what’s most important.”

“Everything feels different,” Will finally chimes in. His chin is pressed to his knees, hugging himself tightly like that might make all the bad thoughts go away. It won’t; it never does because Steve’s been there – been in bed and felt restless, felt like maybe if he held himself tight enough, long enough that he’d it’d make up for the lack of warmth he often experiences.

“It does.” Steve’s voice cracks, throws his gaze to his feet and picks at the hole in his jeans. They’re stretched across his knee, an old pair worn thin from multiple washes. It’s not fascinating, but he hates how the strings that weave the material together feel like an omen or, at least, a metaphor for all the connections his life has careened together. “Don’t even feel like myself sometimes.”

There’s a hitch in Will’s breath, so sudden that Steve turns to make sure he’s okay. The kid’s eyes are wide, maybe even a little creepy as he blinks at Steve. Though, the more Steve notices, the easier it is to pinpoint that Byers isn’t looking at Steve so much as he’s looking off in the distance of a memory, of a moment that Steve wasn’t a part of. “I think I’ve always felt that way.”

Steve doesn’t want to dampen the mood more than he must, but he’d like to counter Will’s statement with either you know or you don’t. There’s a certainty in life that he’s traveled through, solid in demeanor and tone. It’s not until you go through something, he thinks, that the limits of who you are are tested.

Unfortunately, Steve thinks he understands the hesitation radiating from Will, that he’d experienced much earlier than someone like Steve who’d had the backings of moderate stability and general popularity to keep him from questioning – or really, to keep others from questioning – the position he’d definitely been given.

Will on the other hand, from the murmurings and chatter from Dustin when Steve drives him to and from the arcade, paint a different story, that some kids aren’t so lucky. In all fairness, Steve wouldn’t’ve even had to look at Will to know the truth because Jonathan was a prime example Steve only paid attention to when others found it necessary to reduce him to mud on the bottom of their shoes.

Steve, before the ordeal with Nancy, had no qualms, no reason to bat an eye to any of the so-called grievances that might’ve been bestowed upon him least he were anyone else. It’s no wonder his existential crisis has taken this long to manifest.

Steve doesn’t really know how to reply to that. Another agreement would fail them both, sat in silence until one of them found the courage to gather themselves for the group inside.

Though, the longer they sit here together, it feels a lot easier not to do that, to let them be, let Will be, let himself just be. A speck in the woods, observing rocks and mud and the blue sky only seen from the parting of branches from the limbs of trees, feels significant somehow, special and quiet. Steve hasn’t had that in a long time.

So when Will shifts his body, Steve isn’t expecting it, isn’t expecting a thrown rock to go flying forward or the tapping of shoes against the wood staircase. And most prominently, Steve doesn’t expect Will to whisper into the woods like he hadn’t spoken at all.

“I think I like boys.”

Steve’s heart flips, stops, then goes again, crazy feral at the hands of such a confession. It hits him like brinks, wonders if maybe he’d said it instead, voice weak from the screams and grunts he’d used to keep himself awake and alive.

“I hate how everyone thought it before I did,” Will says in that same small voice, a little bitter, definitely field with sadness. “They didn’t even let me-” His breath hitches, and he stops, Steve finally turning, finally moving until he’s slide closer to Will.

That’s the part of the story Steve cannot relate to no matter how much he wishes he could. Steve had a reputation, had it easy under the prospects of linear succession of high school fame. As mediocre as it felt all around, it allowed him the easiest navigation in life – now, not so much, but he’s almost out, almost away, and it’s a part of life he won’t have to experience ever again.

Will on the other hand- “Me too,” Steve says, runs his tongue across his teeth as if acid found its way into his mouth. He’d been contemplating it, would up at the notion that maybe everything he thought he knew was different. It started with Nancy, graduated into the Upside Down and the existence of monsters, and now Steve’s stuck at level three of a video game he hadn’t planned on playing – didn’t even know existed, to be quiet frank – and now that he’s there, he can’t quite reach the end of the maze.

“What?”

Once again, Will looks like a wide-eyed teddy bear, confused and in disbelief. Steve watches the emotions cross his face, one of disbelief and anger that comes next. “Are you messing with-”

“Hey,” Steve says quickly, shakes his head because he might’ve been a dick – might still be if the right person asked – but he knows better than this. Knows better than this now. “I think I like boys, so I get it, okay?”

Will’s skeptical eyes goad Steve into backtracking, into calling his bluff, demanding that the joke be over. But Steve is just as relentless, just as frustrated with himself and the situation that’s born out of realizing that girls are not his only forte.

“You’re serious.”

His teeth dig into his lip, and Steve wishes for a moment of reprieve because he hadn’t exactly come out here to make conversation about his issues and the bullshit he was dealing with. Hell, he hadn’t exactly come out here to comfort a young boy either; he’d just happened upon Will who also felt like a breath of fresh air would do him some good. But despite unknowingly walking into a bigger issue than he’d intended, Steve feels like maybe he’s all the better for it.

“They’ll hate me,” Will says, finally understanding that Steve’s serious. His shoulders drop, fingers curling around the railing.

“Then I guess they’ll hate me, too.” Steve thinks of Dustin, of what that might mean, thinks of Nancy and Jonathan, of Billy and Hopper and Joyce. Steve thinks of them first before his parents because it’s not like they wouldn’t care, but he suspects they’d be too busy to notice whatever is going on with their son. If they don’t recognize the distress he’s in from nightmares or anxiety attacks, it’s safe to assume they’d not pick up on much else.

And even then, Byers might be younger than him, and he might be like Dustin – a young kid he could call his brother – but at least Steve can save him from ridicule, can be an anchor until he’s ready to make whatever decisions he needs to. If that means talking about it- if it means existing until he’s out of this hellish town, then Steve guesses he’s got a purpose after all.

It ends with Will launching himself at Steve, a quick hug that Steve only has half a second to reciprocate because as soon as his arms are full of Byers, the kid is gone. He’s pulling himself to his feet, smiling down at Steve with big, watery eyes. “I’ll be here,” he says because he guesses that Will doesn’t want to stick around until his tears fall, the only cure to find the others so he’s not wasting away outside on a porch talking to Steve Harrington while he cries over something that is not yet set in stone.

Will smiles, shoulders relaxing as he takes a few steps up the stairs. “Thank you,” he says, and then he’s gone, Steve immediately recognizing the shakiness in his voice.

He’d like to comment, like to admit that avoiding the emotions attached to something like this is probably not the healthiest of things to do, but if he’d look in a mirror, he could say the same for himself.

Steve sits out on the porch long enough for it to grow colder, long enough for Billy to come outside for a smoke, sharing it with Steve like he’s a natural. Steve doesn’t say anything, just passes the stick back and forth until he’s smiling, until nothing makes sense, until he realizes that sharing his space with Billy isn’t so bad.

It might even be worth the risk.

#x #harringrove #not really i mean implied at the end but uh i gotta tag it as something lmao #i actually kinda like this though???#Anonymous #answered

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