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Jackpot | pt. 3 [FINAL]

(Found this picture in @youthstuffs , thank you for posting it)

Genre: Fluff and Crack, I guess…

Warnings: None

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x @taesbetch , Kim Namjoon x Reader

Word Counting: 8.5k

Synopsis: Nya spent her whole life in Las Vegas, she would never imagine that local knowledge would ever be useful. However, her vision changed when Kim Seokjin appeared and introduced her to a few friends, film producers, whose needed guidance through Las Vegas underrated places for a movie. She agreed in working for them, and in that moment none of their lives would ever be the same. What happens in Vegas, not always has to be kept in Vegas.

A/N: Heeeeeeeey Nya!! Finally the last chapter! The oneshot has originally 20.958 words, so I decided to split it in three chapters. It’s the final one. The closure of this rhapsody (am I cocky, lol?), yeah. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing, ‘cuz it was fun talking about RPDR, movies, Vhope, Jeon Seagull, Namjoon, you, Dragon! Yoongi au spitting fiiire oooh, Star Trek references, etc :) Forgive any grammar mistakes.

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Yoongi knew it. He fucking knew it in the moment Namjoon began contending about some girl willing to guide them through Las Vegas. He saw back in then that something would rotten up during the process. Nothing could ever go soft and swift, every damn time, Kim Namjoon would come up with some drama, or Hoseok and Taehyung would fight, or the pipes from their filming location would BUST IN GEYSERS FROM EVERY WALL AND FLOOR.

He could gain money by showing off his auguring powers. At least from some dumb folk like Namjoon.

They worked together for 10 years. A decade living through ups and downs, but what kept their Cinematography Company moving and succeeding was the timing. Namjoon directs a successful movie, then gets involved with someone, breaks up and directs a shitty movie. It was a cycle in which Yoongi never complained and watched happening time after time. In 10 years, Kim Namjoon proved to be a genius and that he acknowledge the romantic vicious cycle, never defying it by getting involved with someone after almost breaking their business.

In situations of risk like these, Yoongi takes over his Spock role and always gives good advices to Captain Namjoon. It was his Vulcan power, after all. The Enterprise never bankrupted precisely because everytime one of the bosses made a bold move or a bad decision, someone would soothe it with a better idea or stopping before happening.

This time, though, Namjoon was being a stubborn bitch. Yoongi considered the idea of poisoning him and keeping the whole company under his name and charge.

Oh, he really pondered and even searched for undetectable poisons, but their 10 years story spoke louder than the homicidal side of Min Yoongi.

Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi met whilst working. They were producing the songs from a soundtrack, after so many nights of writing and playing instruments, sometimes all by themselves, their similarities brought them closer. A beautiful and honest friendship blossomed, nurtured with honest, curses, talent, humor, sarcasm and a lot of partnership.

Eventually, their dreams became way too big and only working for a company wasn't satisfying them. With their savings combined, Namjoon and Yoongi registered a firm called “Enterprise Inc.”. They had the name and ideas, but only when Taehyung and Hoseok appeared that their machine began working.

Independent movies were becoming a trend, so their company grew and more people got hired to different task. Jimin, Jungkook, Emerson, Jade, Taylor, Shmaillah, Zariah and Robin were now part of their big family. They treated each other like relatives.

However, since not everything happened smoothly, Namjoon also had his flaws. Unfortunately, his passion and volatility affected financially their business and finances. Kim Namjoon loved loving, but his kind of love changes fast and finishing a relationship always turned him into a grumpy man.

His longest relationship lasted 1 year and a half, with an author and professor of Creative Writing at London Institute of Art, Barbara. Unfortunately, their break up made Namjoon extra unbearable, to a point where the actors hired would quit and the filming had to be stopped. His mood swings almost led Enterprise to declare bankrupt.

Of course Yoongi dated, actually he's been officially living with Emerson for over five months, but his personal life never affected the professional. Home feuds stayed at home, even because his girlfriend worked as head from the Enterprise's Marketing and Advertising department.

After discussing, they slept for four hours. Yoongi always valued his sleep and would rest whenever (and wherever) possible, but their argue made the atmosphere inside the room unbearable. Namjoon couldn't sleep as well, he knew Min was right, but and if he allowed himself getting closer to Nya, then doubtlessly at some point would end up falling for her. Namjoon was an assumed romantic mushy, but with a volatile heart.

They went to the buffet, dragging a sleepy Jungkook and an awaken Hoseok jogging, dancing, humming and texting his boyfriend, also animated and sending copious audios thrilled with the last night events. Even though it was already noon, people having breakfast could be seen all around.

— I can see a whole bunch of people with last night’s makeup smudged. Walk of shame, guys. - Jungkook murmured after drinking a whole mug of coffee.

— You walked in the hotel with someone else’s skirt, smudged makeup and cummed pants in a brown paper bag. Walk of shame, bro. - Yoongi grinned and stared at Jungkook.

— Last night was nuts, wasn’t it? - The younger one asked, sipping from his second mug. - We started in a bar and end up in a Ball. What the fuck, I love my life.

— Yeah. Crazy night. - Namjoon disassembled himself from the conversation with a sweep of hand.

Jungkook could feel the tension around. Namjoon and Yoongi were clearly pissed at each other, and it was palpable around. The air was borderline toxic with so much electricity. However, Jeon could rightfully guess why. In his time working for Enterprise Inc., that same negative energy surrounded them plenty of times before. Currently, everyone knew their financial situation, since two actors decided to leave the project in order to get away from Namjoon and his bad temper, and one actress who broke contract after being casted to a bigger production.

Min Yoongi and Kim Namjoon were great egos and minds. Working together represented war and success. They bickered, yet found ways to reconcile and respect each other’s differences, at least during toil days of finishing every detail, since both were also meticulous with lighting, angles, planning thoroughly even colours and shades. In fact, Jungkook graduated in cinema, but most of his practical knowledge was obtained by watching his bosses.

For a matter of fact, Jungkook could have chosen to remain in Korea and work with K-Dramas, movies or even MVs. Their cinematography industry was in constant growth, Jeon would never actually be unemployed, mainly with his fame as an idol. Even though his payment wasn’t the highest one, residing in London wasn’t impossible or uncomfortable, he could be classified as a wealthy lad, since the fame acquired during his boygroup years still paid him for image copyright licensing.

Jungkook was so famous in Korea, that every film produced by Enterprise Inc. sold like water on desert. Their film grossing came 6% from Seoul only. His stardom reached such a level that Jeon Seagull was mentioned beside great names like BIGBANG and Super Junior.

When Jungkook became 25 years old, his biggest fan club in England during a whole month sent 25 roses to the Enterprise Inc. building daily.

Although, even with fame and constant proofs of how influential he still was, Jungkook felt good by being treated like a younger brother. No one gave him a special treatment or rolled out a red carpet whenever he walked around. Once, after having a small party at Yoongi’s place, he vented with his hyungs about fame and all, Min Yoongi stared at him blankly and said placid:

— I couldn’t care less about your idol life and shit. For me, you are Jeon Jungkook and works with film editing, you can even sing whilst doing your job, but it will never earn you a golden star.

It worried him watching his hyungs and main inspirations brawling, probably over Namjoon’s love interest in Nya and how it would affect his work. Also, Jungkook knew about money problems and thought about offering some cash to help and stabilize their finances, however everyone knew Yoongi would rather sell a kidney before accepting any loan.

— NOO!! - Hoseok yelled and punched the table, cell phone still on his other hand and eyes furiously staring at the screen. That unexpected behavior startled everyone.

— What happened? Did someone die? - Namjoon questioned, genuinely worried.

— No! But someone is about to! Taehyung finished watching The Umbrella Academy without me! I'm going to kill my boyfriend! - Hoseok declared and began typing furiously.

- x - x - x - x -

Nya felt an apprehension in the air, like something was off. Namjoon and Yoongi barely looked at each other, definitely not a subtle change from their past behavior. It could be only a hangover, or not. Well, she wasn’t in such position to question them.

Whilst Namjoon and Yoongi were silent, Hoseok and Jungkook were jamming to whatever played on the radio, creating choreographies out of blue and pulling the grumpy men. Maybe in a common day things were like that, very balanced: two neutrons and two protons.

Their last demand was going to thrift shops, and places selling wigs. Their desire was an order, so Nya chose “Opportunity Village Thrift Store” and Honey’s favourite place to buy wigs.

The ride to Opportunity Village seemed to last forever. Namjoon wanted to talk and have fun along with Nya, Hoseok and Jungkook, but Yoongi could consider it flirting and throw a homeric tantrum. Oh, he would die out of embarrassment.

Arriving was a relief. Yoongi stretched his legs and stared at Jeon. Before leaving the hotel, they decided that having Yoongi always sitting on Hoseok’s lap wasn’t fair, so using their best tool of democracy (a.k.a rock, scissor, paper) the last ones would play to decide who would flump and who would be flumped. In conclusion, maintaining a Jungkook steady during a car ride isn’t comfortable.

Opportunity Village Thrift Store looked huge. Garment tracks, clothing rails, huge baskets and hampers with colourful fabrics and shoes. It felt like a paradise and a warzone. Namjoon seriously considered the idea of diving in one of them, only to test how it feels like, but kept a composed behavior.

Nya got in and pulled a huge pink coat from one of the baskets, throwing it in Yoongi’s direction, whose first reflex was to deviate, watching the fabric becoming a puddle on his feet. He picked it up and dressed. Understanding it as an ice-breaker, everyone else decided to have their fun exploring what the store had to offer.

— I’m gonna pop some tags. Only got 20 dollars in my pocket. - Hoseok began singing happily, getting out from the fitting room with a huge ass fur coat covering down his knees, pink glasses and platform shoes.

Jungkook was with his body halfway in one of the baskets, but after listening the fitting room’s door opening, he stood up using a baseball cap, a t-shirt made of black tulle with Xs covering the nipples. Hoseok never behaved discreetly, but seeing him all dressed up and singing Macklemore, it made Jeon cackle and sit on the ground.

— You look like an asian version of Elton John on a budget! - Jungkook managed to utter between guffaws.

Before Jungkook died out of laughter, Namjoon showed up with a brown ushanka covering his lilac hair, white jacket with voluptuous shoulder pads and a brown clutch. Jung was about to pronounce something, when Kim opened a huge and glittery fan that was hidden inside the jacket’s pocket.

— You look like a cheap version of Adam Lambert, Jeon. - Namjoon sounded serious, but a quirk dimpley smile took over his features.

Everyone laughed and looked around for Nya, since Yoongi was anything but undercover with his bright pink coat, sitting on one wooden bench close to the fitting rooms, he typed something on the cellphone, a deadly serious face, not even paying attention to all foolery.

The woman emerged from the third and last fitting room. She was using a dress made of golden sequins, her cleavage in evidence and left leg standing out of a opening. Namjoon, Jungkook and Hoseok shut up and stared at her in awe.

— Can someone please make a joke so I will feel less embarrassed? - She muttered, cheeks getting warmer and redder with their eyes laying on her stunning figure.

— Nya, Big Bird from Sesame Street called. - Yoongi pronounced without looking at her, still typing and unfazed. - He wants his drag queen dress back.

They got back to laugh until tears were streaming down their faces, even Yoongi giggled a little. Everyone went back inside a fitting room, dressing back their own clothes and going out, looking for more funny outfits.

…

Namjoon and Nya would never understand or feel able to explain how, but somewhere between laughing at a pair of ugly ass shoes and grabbing more stuff to try on, they found themselves making out inside one fitting room. Sitting on the ground, her legs straddling him and his hands cupping her ass, their mouths connected and only separated looking for air (or taking turns in kissing necks), lips moving in sync and desperately grinding against each other.

After a few minutes swirling tongues and trading saliva, they stopped gasping for air, foreheads touching and now fingers intertwined, laying on Namjoon’s lap. Nya smiled and gave him a quick peck, without saying a word. They agreed in making out without pronouncing syllables, got there and began smooching, not a single sound needed.

Namjoon moved his hands and posed them on her waist, smiling whilst staring and decorating every feature from Nya’s attractive face. The dimples, oh those dimples, she held his face and began kissing those goddamn cute details. Namjoon moved his face a bit, getting back to peck her lips passionately.

— I don’t want to leave this fitting room ever again. - Namjoon whispered watching Nya hop off his lap and sit beside him, laying her head on his shoulder, a long arm enveloping around hers.

— If we are going to do something else, then we gotta leave. - Nya murmured and caressed his clothed knee, making small heart shapes there.

— I like the way you think. - His free hand lifted her chin leaning a little to kiss there again.

Before they could even think about continuing the make out session, a loud knock on the door was heard, startling them. Namjoon froze on his spot when a deep voice was heard, most specifically Yoongi’s voice.

— Kim Namjoon, why is Nya inside a fucking stall with you? - He sounded pissed off and it scared even the woman.

— W-who told something about Nya being here? - Namjoon questioned, trying to keep his cool.

— Who told me? A blue bird appeared to tell me. - His sarcasm sharp and killer like a knife, as always. - I COULD HEAR SOMEONE WHIMPERING FROM THE FRONT DOOR! AND IT WAS YOUR WHIMPERINGS!

Looking around, Namjoon tried to find another exit other than the door, in vain of course. Nya noticed Yoongi’s frown when he saw they kissing the day before, but would never imagine how against making out with her. By the way, why did Min even cared about it? Well, she didn’t understand, but Kim’s reaction surprised her: Glancing around desperately, fidgeting and anxious.

Did Yoongi carry a gun with him after all?

— Namjoon, you know I wouldn’t care about your romantic life, if you were capable of dicking down someone without falling in love and ruining our business! - Yoongi scolded profusely, words spitted like fire. The small man had flames inside his belly, always keen to burn whoever dared to cross his path and stumble. When their partnership became real and moneymaking, Namjoon’s creativity and intellect lost ground to Yoongi’s audacity, geniality and incredible honesty. Everyone in a meeting could witness how Min grows talking about money, market and tactics on getting attention, the same way Kim shrinks. 148 IQ points, tall and intimidating, but the business head looked like a human Hamtaro.

Indeed, Namjoon felt rickety closer to Yoongi. Who wouldn’t? Although their partnership equally shared in 50% of profit between them, who always controlled their accounts and hired people was Yoongi. Kim Namjoon was creative and smart, but Min Yoongi was ferocious, visionary, not afraid of facing bigger companies and calling attention to their work. Success depends on many more aspects than a well produced movie, knowing how to speak with business man, sell their product and spread their name. The universe knows Enterprise Inc., Mr. Spock always the mind, Captain Kirk their face and voice.

Namjoon wholeheartedly respected Yoongi, which was a mutual feeling.

It’s not like Yoongi was perfect and never made mistakes during their ten years career, running a filming company and producing polemical content.

Seven years ago, Min Yoongi dived from head to toe in a project about korean idols selling girls around the world, promoting prostitution and drug dealing. The movie was a mixture of documentary and fiction. Purposely or not, apparently the villain portrayed resembled a lot a certain manager from some big entertainment company and they were sued. Back in then, drowning in debts, Namjoon sat down and studied similar cases, learning with someone else’s past equivocation, he based their marketing on that judicial situation.

In the same way his sharp tongue and bold behavior made them big, Yoongi also caused a lot of trouble by saying something offensive. Once, Min Yoongi argued with a group of australian entrepreneurs, owners from a huge farm with mines around, a collaboration organised with Seokjin’s help was being discussed. Maybe joking about their political bias wasn’t the best choice of icebreaker, ‘cuz when they found themselves, Mr.Smith was red in anger and punching the table stopping himself from whacking Yoongi’s face.

However, Yoongi was right, Namjoon falls in love way too easily. Perhaps it was loneliness, or his massive levels of empathy. Fearing the loss of his company, Min Yoongi felt the grip and patience held along their trip fly away in the moment Jungkook and Hoseok appeared, but Kim and Nya were nowhere to be seen. Whimperings inside one stall, it was the last straw.

Nya and Namjoon got out the fitting room, red as beets. Yoongi had a hand covering his face, pissed off and trying to control his voice volume, not wanting to cause a stir.

— Why do you care? What happened of so serious? - Nya raised one eyebrow, still confused about Yoongi’s reaction about them making out. He would be sane to complain about public display of affection, but not the whole idea of someone kissing another human being.

— Namjoon is a workaholic, but also has a huge problem with loneliness. - Yoongi slid the hand down his face and stared at her, dead opaque eyes. - Every single time he gets attached to someone and breaks up, who deals with his tantrums and childish behavior, grumpy face and irascible humour, believe me, wouldn’t be you, it would be me, our hired actors, and of course our ring of friends. He gets unbearable.

— But we are not dating or in love, if anything ever happened, it wouldn’t leave Vegas. You are overreacting. - She was clearly embarrassed with the whole situation, when did she expressed any feeling of passion? Nya flirted with Namjoon and mentioned sex, but never said anything about dating, falling in love, or whatever.

— Yoongi, you are being irrational. I’m not in love, we are just young, horny and getting along. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. - Namjoon backed up Nya, pissing the hell off of Min, who took a long and deep breathe.

— Exactly! What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, but you know who else will be staying in Vegas? Us. We’re coming back in a month and if you dick her down now, you will probably want to get another dose after. I want you fully focused on working in ‘Fierce’, not splitting your thoughts between tortuous falling in love and doing your job properly. - The shorter man spat, again fire coming off his mouth.

— I’m focused! I’m having fun, but also analyzing every place we’ve been to!

— Oh, you are focused, right? Focused like a fucking cannon under a drunk man’s watch! - Min Yoongi snapped, if he ever worried about not causing a stir, then it disappeared like Namjoon’s rationality. - Do you know what I was doing whilst everyone tried on clothes? I was trying to resolve some of our location renting problems and checking how the filming for our other projects are going. - He got closer to Kim, poking one of his long fingers against the taller one chest. - By the way, did you make any contact with Enterprise every since we landed in Vegas? Did you check your phone? Did you worry about anything other than inserting your dick in somewhere or someone?

— No, but… - Namjoon suddenly felt small and shrinking more and more.

— That’s what I thought! Your whole focused ass is whipped and willing to lose everything we fought for, all for one night stand with some random one!

— Shut up! - Nya yelled, flustered and vexed, stepping closer to Yoongi. - Don’t you dare referring to me as if I’m not here. Don’t you ever treat me like someone random, trivial. I’m not a random someone, I’m the one guiding you around Las Vegas for free. It may not be something as big as filming a movie, but it’s also helpful. - She poked Yoongi’s chest, he gave one step back, their discussion drawing attention from people looking around, Hoseok and Jungkook showed up. - Your posh ass can be rich, or the owner from a company, but don’t you dare talking about me like a brainless person, someone incapable of fucking with someone without growing fond of that person! Your friend can be sappy and weak minded, but I am not. You don’t know me, Min Yoongi.

— We better leave before anything else is said, right Joon? - Jungkook asked, pulling Yoongi by one arm in the door’s direction.

— Yes, please, I don’t think I can keep on guiding you guys, I would say I’m sorry, but it is not true at all. - Nya seemed gloomy, but also frustrated. They were discussing sexism and pre-concepts in a movie, but Yoongi’s opinion about her seemed far from awaken. Maybe it was more about Namjoon and his past relationships, but why couldn’t Min consider her vision? A relationship necessarily has to have two sides, and both agreeing with their terms. Even if Kim fell in love, nothing would ever happen again if Nya did not fancy it.

Women do have voices and their standpoint should be taken seriously.

Maybe Yoongi wanted to protect both parts from heartbreak or unhealthy obsession, but what a problematic way of showing his worries. Why couldn’t he just ask for Nya’s opinion? It’s not fair or right.

Nya watched them leaving, Yoongi frowning and Namjoon in shock, both being dragged down by Hoseok and Jungkook. Everyone inside the thrift shop staring at them, dividing their glances between Nya and the group.

- x - x - x - x -

Whilst packing their bags again, Yoongi checked his pocket list of goals for the travel. He concluded that everything needed was basically sorted, places chosen and their owners actually liked them, which would make it easier to bargain better renting prices. Their casting situation and debt with Nya could be solved within days and a few phone calls, since while Namjoon was flirting, Jungkook and Hoseok were doing some bullshitery, Min gave his cellphone number to a no number of people.

Staring at Namjoon and his gloomy eyes felt heartbreaking, but Yoongi knew that it was the right thing to be done. Kim needed to keep his head on the game. They only had one chance, and oh boy, Min Yoongi would hold it with claws and teeth.

Nya was a bewildering creature and, after filming everything, Yoongi would totally invite her to their premiere, however in order to actually having a Premiere, they first had to rent places, cast people, transport their shit, direct, film, edit, and first of all, not declare bankruptcy. Namjoon should’ve know better, acting like a horny teenager would be the death of them.

The lilac-haired man wished things could be different, but Yoongi was correct and sane: Kim Namjoon would never know how to balance a relationship with work, at least not without slipping at some point and getting hurt.

Namjoon was aware of his workaholic condition. All of his relationships got to dramatic endings after spending hours in a row inside his office, studio or even at home, but with a notebook almost morphing into his lap. Every single one of his past girlfriends were very understanding, and accepted that working represented over 80% of his life, routine and thoughts, but being pushed into the background felt tiring. Namjoon hurted himself so many times with that and promised to change, which never happened.

Let’s face it, his fate had nothing to do with a successful love life.

Truth be told, but never convinced. Namjoon thanked mentally Yoongi, he saved Nya from a very frustrating life beside him.

Hoseok and Jungkook didn’t dare to say a word from hotel to airport. No one felt the need. Silence seemed adequate and anything else would only trigger into bickerings. There was no energy or disposition to raise voices and argue.

Silence and rain, those words defined their travel back to England.

- x - x - x - x -

— Zariah finished the filming of “Beast”. She sent the files to Jimin and Jungkook, but I think they will need my help, since Jeon is stuck with all those sequential cuts Yoongi made during “Je M’appelle Carinè”, and Park is simultaneously working on the sound effects for our first animated short-film “Poundcake”, and in… Oh Jimin is recording the soundtrack to “Fierce”? I’m proud of him. - Taylor, a short, chubby young lady, with short brown hair and sparkling eyes, was standing in front of Namjoon’s office table, staring at her iPad and checking every information, whilst he stared blankly outside the window. - Should I keep on working as your secretary? Or can I help Kook and Chim Chim on editing “Beast”?

— What? What did you just say? - Namjoon looked at her, blinking fast and slowly getting back to reality. - Sorry, Tay. I lost myself in my mind again. It’s been happening more often than I would like to assume.

— That’s alright. - She pulled a chair and sat in front of him, placing the iPad on her lap. - What’s bugging you, Joon?

Namjoon gazed again outside, eyes oscillating between shining and getting opaque again. Where should he even begin with? His mind was hopping from thought to thought, concern to concern, and somehow, even filled with preoccupations, Nya always danced between daydreams and awaken nightmares. Despite trying his best to forget and move on, the lady with a contagious smile, beautiful eyes and the smoothest skin ever seen found her way back to divagations.

Enterprise Inc. wasn’t placed in a huge building, actually, they placed had to place a billboard outside to indicate where the firm resided. An ancient building about to be demolished, that’s why Namjoon and Yoongi could bid a whole four floor building for such a bargain. With its structure, the duo fixed some details and reformed every flat, turning into different studios. Every deck had a specific department: first video editing and animation (recently inaugurated by Taehyung and Hoseok after finishing their online animating course), second reserved to audio (both recording and editing, Yoongi built his office there) and characterization accessories, third filming studios, last everything related to managing (marketing, advertisement, Human Resources, Management, and of course, Namjoon’s office). No one would ever imagine how proud Kim and Min were of their achievements, every award and nomination resulted in motivation. They were succeeding, from the bottom and going higher.

Imagining himself waking up and heading to somewhere else, other than the building made of red bricks and black doors, that thought scared the shit out of Namjoon. He would never cooperate or live happily after declaring bankrupt and having to shut down his business, at least not after conquering so many prizes, awards, incredible movies under his name. No, closing doors would never be an option.

— Taylor, I know everyone is aware of how ramshackle is our financial situation. Those projects, “Beast”, “Je M’Appelle Carinè”, “Poundcake” and “Fierce”, are our last string of hope. That’s why we are rushing to finish and release them. - Taylor nodded, in fact, everytime Namjoon and Yoongi argued behind closed doors, rumours around the office were spread. - Specially “Fierce”, we are investing every dime left in that. It’s probably our most expensive and laborious movie, but we count on it to keep us working for a few more months. Two weeks ago me, Yoongi, Hoseok and Jungkook went to Las Vegas and rented places to film, but something happened there.”

“See, our guide, Nya, is the most dazzling creature alive. Not a single soul ever made me feel so impressed in my whole life, yet I can’t get attached to her. Not before finishing the filmings for “Fierce”, it would make me lose focus and possibly fuck everything up. It’s not my intention, but I can’t get her out of my head. Whenever I stop and think, she is there, dancing through my worries and thoughts.”

— Joon, why can’t you talk to her? - Taylor pushed her glasses down the nose bridge and raised one eyebrow. - It seems like by avoiding Nya, you are focusing in nothing else but her. Maybe this time your romantic curse was casted differently. You are not dating her, perhaps the vicious cycle is broken. Also, being unable to think about anything else won’t help you directing.

— I don’t know… - Namjoon pouted and laid his head against the wooden table, leaning the forehead there.

— When the filming to “Fierce” will begin?

— In two weeks. - Namjoon mumbled without raising his head, but now facing his brown walls. - We casted some american actors and actresses, our luggage is being packed, Yoongi made deals with every place to film, rented a house for the crew and us.

— You have two weeks to decide whether you want to invest in something with Nya, or not. It’s up to you. - Taylor made a flourishing movement with one of her hands, whilst standing up and staring again at the iPad. - Now about the “Beast” video editing...

— Go help Jimin and Jungkook. - Namjoon dismissed her and got back to his thoughts.

- x - x - x - x -

— Namjoon, you know I hate to accept when I’m wrong, huh? - Yoongi had an U shaped pillow around his neck, resting peacefully on a comfortable seat, whilst Kim typed on the notebook, adding some reminders on the script to himself. - But I think you should call Nya and ask her out.

— What? Why? - Namjoon turned his head and stared at Yoongi's unfazed face.

— You never had to take notes on scripts in order to work right. You are way a fucking genius, with 148 IQ points, had written masterpieces and composed glorious songs. - Min said without looking at his friend, but placing a hand on his knee. - In the past month you barely talked during reunions, you've been unfocused and divagating, also I spoke to Emerson, and she mentioned a certain talk you had with Taylor. Man, you need Nya and it's insane. You spent less than 24 hours by her side and now living without talking to her seems like a punishment. I don't understand how and why, but if contacting her during our permanence in Vegas will cheer you up, then I'm 100% supporting you. We need our leader, our main director.

Namjoon got back to typing without delivering a single sentence, Min’s hand still on his knee. Suddenly the space between their seats felt tinier, they were way too close and He needed to absorb Yoongi’s new position on Nya’s awe. Indeed, having his approval on looking for her was amazing, but how? During their trip to Las Vegas Min Yoongi said harsh things, leaving right after. Upon weeks of silence, even having Nya’s phone number saved, Namjoon never made effort to apologize, keep in touch or whatever. He respected Yoongi’s opinion, but his spitted phrases and dark tone made both parts highly uncomfortable.

He wanted and decided that looking for Nya was part of his plans whilst filming in Las Vegas, but embarrassment spoke louder and clearer. Namjoon wanted, but had no balls to accomplish it. At least not after remaining mute whilst Yoongi spat mean words at her, he could’ve defended their situation, stand up and put Min on his place. Well, what happened was far from ideal.

All Namjoon could think about, even before hearing Yoongi’s concerned and caring words about his mental state, was Nya, and what were the chances of her accepting to go on a date with him. Namjoon despised the idea of Nya evicting him.

Unlike Yoongi thought, Namjoon wasn’t in love before. It took him an array of nights stalking Nya’s Facebook page, checking her Instagram and reading how passionate her friends seemed to feel. Now, he felt obsessed and slightly uncomfortable with the idea of being dumped.

Nonetheless, Namjoon decided to pull himself together, grow a pair of balls and try. ‘No’ is a possibility, risking won’t harm.

Trying to gather some courage, the lilac haired man opened a new Word file and named “Captain’s Log”, getting in full Star Trek mode, he was Captain Kirk afterall.

“Captain’s log. Stardate -303753.640. We are arriving in the dusty and hot atmosphere of Las Vegas, a city located in the middle of Nevada, a state from United States of America, North America, one of the seven continents from planet Earth. My Vulcan friend, Mr.Yoongi, possessor of a great logical intellect is encouraging me to look for a human partner in our new location, specifically someone already acknowledged by Enterprise as homo sapien sapien, formed by carbon and XX chromosomes, turning it into a fascinating woman named Nya by her genitors. After our last expedition through Las Vegas, the relationship development between Enterprise’s Captain, yours truly, and terrestrial local resident Nya were harmed by Mr.Yoongi’s behavior towards her. Nevertheless, I’m willing to change our perspectives and get another chance.”

- x - x - x - x -

Saturday. A boring afternoon ghosting over Nya’s body, sitting on her couch along with Alexa. They were watching something about wildlife in Taiwan forests on National Geographics, a bowl with caramel popcorn between them and cups of mint tea. The curly-haired woman stared around her living room, noticing how the yellowish painting was peeling and slowly showing stripes of the white paint under it. Basically, her walls looked like an albino zebra. The purple sofa comfortable and everything else seemed pretty fitting, not needing to be replaced or moved. Oh, she was proud about her good taste in decoration.

Boredom hit Alexa like a truck and a deep grunt left her throat, almost scratching its way out. She grabbed the remote control and began zapping through channels, looking for something more interesting than animals mating or bullying each other.

— We should go out. You look like a mushy potato in that set of sweats. Is it yellow because you’ve been copiously using that for the past four weekends, or is it the original colour? - Alexa snorted, trying to combat boredom with jokes. - Honestly Nya, what the fuck happened? You explained something about Korean entrepreneurs, but as far as I know you’re not eager in investing on stock market, so I don’t know why their business would affect you. Did you get involved with one of them?

— No shit, Sherlock. - Nya mumbled and took a sip from her tea, trying to gather some words without sounding grumpy. - I have nothing to do with their business, but see, they hired me to guide them through Las Vegas. I’ve done that once before for one of their friends, the Seokjin guy I told you. Remember?

— Seokjin? The cocky and rich film producer? I remember him, he was funny and immensely confident, literally, I’ve never seen someone so sure about his looks. - Alexa kept her glance on the television. - Big dick energy at its finest.

— Yeah, him. - Nya avoided talking about Namjoon and cia, but now, completely alone with her best friend, it seemed like a good moment to vent. - One of the film producers I accepted to guide, he was funny, interesting, smart and a very good kisser, although, apparently someone deeply confusing. Like, I felt interest on him, but never said shit about being in love, unlikely what Yoongi understood and took as the gospel truth, his friend could cherish me with a thousand roses, but I would never date him and then break up, even because it takes more than 24 hours wandering around sin city and a good fuck for me to enamor someone.

“I don’t know how are the girls they know and usually go out with, but I’m not innocent. We don’t live in a book from Jane Austen. They claim to be so woke and liberal, discussing pre-concepts, sexism and homophobia on their scripts, but behaving and thinking like Mr.Darcy. Did they ever consider a scenario where women have voices and opinions? A scenario where I can easily say no and continue my life? See, I’m not hurt because I’m fancying Namjoon, but because from the moment they introduced themselves and their ideas, they seemed like progressivists, looking for equality, open-minded guys, willing to fight our biased society with their movies. However, Yoongi insinuating that Namjoon and I would ever date or engage in a long-lasting romantic relationship, without even considering my perception on it all, the possibility of the woman only looking for a good fuck. He literally throw a tantrum in a thrift shop about it, calling me some random one. The delusion hurt me.”

— Uh girl, I’m sorry about it. That Yoongi guy really assumed some fucked up things about you. - Alexa turned to stare at her friend, who didn’t spare a look from the television, even though she wasn’t actually watching it, only avoiding eye contact. - But you went through several deceptions along life, why is that different? What happened lately that you remain thinking about them? Or him?

Nya got tired of staring at nothing and met Alexa��s brown eyes, thick and beautiful eyebrows. She took her cell phone and found the long text Namjoon sent a few hours before, throwing it to the friend, keen to understand everything surrounding her grumpy aspect.

“Kim Namjoon [03/31/2019, 8h34min]: Hey Nya.

Sorry taking so long to contact you. I couldn’t find words apologizing my behavior four weeks ago. Unfortunately, there is nothing I can say now. I could’ve defended you, Yoongi acted like a jerk and said some hurtful things, which I don’t agree 100% with. I wasn’t in love back in then, but I understand his side from this story. Yoongi is worried about our finances, which I was the responsible for fucking up. Let me explain it all, expose the situation we unintentionally inserted you in.

A few months ago I broke up with an incredible woman who taught me a lot, but also couldn’t bear my working schedule and how I always set her aside. The career I built along with Yoongi always goes first, it’s my main priority, and I never learned how to balance ‘working Namjoon’ with ‘dating Namjoon’. The result of that break up was a moody me, who brought hell to surface and made two of our casted actors quit, they couldn’t deal with my humour (beside one who quit after receiving a better role somewhere else). It really cost us way too much, since they received for working day and we couldn’t ask their payment back. Also, when the infamous movie was released, the numbers were low and barely covered our bills and paychecks, media and critics criticized it harshly.

However, what happened is a vicious cycle which I’m stuck in. It’s one of the certainties from life: death, the ones most adaptable to change will survive and that I’m fucking up a relationship and then ruining a movie. Yoongi always found a way to contort it and put us back, saving our finances, but this time the loss was gigantic. Our company is solely relying on the success of ‘Fierce’, and a few other projects we will be releasing.

I’m not trying to find excuses for everything Yoongi spat to your face, he was rude and unnecessarily loud, but I’m begging you to consider his side as well. We are not up to losing our company, it’s our deepest fear. Min Yoongi and his stone cold heart is trying his hardest to get our butt off bankruptcy. I guess inside his head, he is willing to drag me away from anything considered as a distraction.

Now, enough of Yoongi and our financial trouble. Let's talk about feelings.

Yeah, I'm a lonely man and tend to get attached pretty easily. However, I wasn't in love with you. Nya, you seemed like someone really interesting and attractive, I'd rather chew my feet off than leave Las Vegas without kissing you. You are smart, independent, proactive, empathetic and friendly. Within hours being guided by you through Vegas, we saw how passionate you are about people you grew surrounded by, how you care deeply about them all and are willing to give up on money in order to help them.

By the way, our deal is still up and we casted your friends (Carol even gained a solo scene where she dances and Sasha got lines). Hopefully they already told you, but if they didn't and you are suspicious of my word, get in touch with everyone you introduced to us.

Continuing…

I wasn't in love with your back in then, but after two weeks thinking about it all and checking your social media (sorry about it :S), I grew fond of you. Everyone seems to love you so much and your heart is so big, couldn't help and now I, Kim Namjoon, am fancying you as well.

I'm not hoping to gain your mercy, but am willing to try and get your sympathy back. Would you go out with me sometime? Not in a romantic way, if you don't feel comfortable.

Again, I'm sorry about how it all began and hope we can fix it.

I'll be staying in Vegas for a while.

Thank you. Bye :) “

— First of all. Did he deadass structured the text like an e-mail? - Alexa looked up from the cellphone in time to see Nya grinning. - You are considering the idea of accepting his invitation? Girl, I ain't gonna tell you what to do, but that Namjoon doesn't seen to be a jerk, he could've just gave up, but he insisted and apologized. Did he actually casted everyone you asked to?

— Yes. Two weeks ago I received a text from Carol and Sasha, they thanked me and all. Tio Diego is also renting his bar for their movie. They also chose Paris as the main filming place, casting Honey too. - Nya felt divided, hoping on Alexa's opinion to define what should be done. - I'm still a bit hurt for what happened, but they proved their integrity by casting and renting everything and everyone I suggested. Namjoon apologized, gave me Yoongi's point of view and invited me to a date, giving me the option of saying no or defining if it's romantic or not.

— Nya, I don't see a plausible reason why you would say no. - Alexa’s hand snaked between them and landed on the other woman thigh. - You are only trying to find excuses because you are stubborn. If you want to, then go, get dicked down and you don't necessarily have to head back to him ever again. Even though he assuredly grew fond of you, it doesn't mean you obligatory have to engage in an actual relationship.

Nya huffed and slapped Alexa’s hand off her thigh. She hated when the girl with wavy black hair was right, and unfortunately Alexa seemed to never be wrong.

- x - x - x - x -

The night sky was clear and the air cool, wind making leaves from trees huff against each other and a chill run through everyone's spine. However, Namjoon felt sweat bidding down his forehead, anxiously shifting from one foot to another and resisting the urge to bite his nails.

The lilac-haired man was standing alone in front of Devito’s, same dining Nya took them the first night. His white t-shirt covered by a thin plaid shirt, jeans and white Converse, outfit plained specifically to seen laidback, since Nya chose the place and said it wasn't a fancy date. She was a ten minutes late and Kim had this crazy thought culminating in his mind, where she probably gave up and would call at any moment to dump him.

With 15 minutes of delay, Nya showed up dressed casually with a black Iron Maiden t-shirt, brown corduroy coat, skinny jeans and Vans. Her curly hair free and adorning the whole picture, no makeup, except for a cherry coloured lipstick. Flawless, Namjoon felt like his legs were made out of jelly and would collapse. His guts contracted in the same moment butterflies attacked his stomach. His mind hazing and suddenly his vocabulary vanished, being resumed by the extensive plethora of words pronounced by someone 2 years old, basically “bluh”.

The first half hour from their date felt weird. No one knew what to say, so small talk almost defeated them, but Namjoon decided to insist. Between eating burgers for dinner and dying out of embarrassment from going out in such situation, Kim decided to thank Nya.

His grateful words somehow touched Nya's heart. He sounded so sincere and whipped by her presence, that keeping the attitude of someone offended seemed pointless. Alexa was right, Namjoon liked Nya.

Goddamnit, Alexa.

Like a chain of gratitude, Nya thanked Namjoon for remaining faithful to his promise of casting her friends. He blushed and sipped on his fizzy cherry drink, grinning slightly, dimples marking their presence and reminding the woman why she thought Kim Namjoon was such a heartthrob beforehand.

Those dimples. Goddamnit, dimples. How can you be mad at someone desperately fluff with such a cute face? Nya wanted to stay loyal to her belief and hard feelings, but Namjoon's polite behavior, lovely face and insistence made it specially complicate.

Goddamnit, Namjoon.

Their body language clearly showed how the unsolved business led to a huge amount of sexual tension, Nya could bear it masterly though. Talking about everything and nothing at all, that's how Namjoon decided to speak his mind. What's the point of sitting and awkwardly pretend there is not an elephant in the room? Well, let's excuse it and set the pachyderm free then.

— Nya, I don't know if you are ever going to forgive me for not standing up for you, or whatever… - Namjoon's hand slipped swiftly closer to Nya's, touching her pinky but not holding it, avoiding more of an intimate contact.

— It's not that you didn't stood up or defended me, see there is so much more. Did you guys ever consider the idea that, I don't know, I could easily not want something serious with you? - She allowed his pinky to snake from her side and lightly take a hold of it. - I'm not mainly mad at you, disappointed with both Yoongi and you, though. For guys claiming to be so open-minded, then why is it so hard to assume I don't want a relationship? That I'm glad having something unofficial and leaving? Fuck, you make it so hard to believe you are an hypocrite.

— I'm not an hypocrite. I do believe in women's sexual freedom and ability to choose partners without necessity of commitment. I'm shitty at not getting attached, it doesn't mean that everyone else is also suckers for love. - His gaze was no longer on her eyes, but staring down to his own lap. - Indeed, we discussed my side, claiming I’d fall for you and ruin our project, but never considered your opinion, the possibility of you wanting nothing related to me. We behaved in such a sexist way, I’m profoundly sorry.

Their order arrived, someone almost spinning on her calves. Burgers and fries, so much cheese melting down the seeded bread. What a vision. If the conversation wasn’t in such an uncomfortable place, Namjoon would probably declare his passion for the juicy and greasy food in front of them.

The chit-chatting kept its slow pace. If National Geographics decided to make a parallel between their behavior and animals socializing, then they were trying to mingle, like Taiwan birds, Nya and Namjoon were singing in order to attract each other, hoping to link and connect. They got along once, why was it so hard to do it again? What wasn’t being said? Who was holding the cat inside the bag?

— I think I’m fancying you. - Namjoon finally took the cat out of the bag, or it could be a mice, ‘cause within seconds the elephant sitting on their conversation got up and left. Gone late, pachyderm.

— What? - Nya lifted an eyebrow. - I don’t know why I’m surprised, you said it in the message. Sorry, keep talking.

— When I closed all deals and rented everything we needed for the filming here in Vegas, my friends and my crew was all like ‘Heck yes, Vegas! Strippers, gambling, money, casinos, yaay!’, and even trying my best, the hardest, to focus on working and directing a masterpiece this script deserves to originate, all I could think about was you. - Namjoon decided it would be appropriate to look at Nya, she seemed unfazed, which made him nervous. - Travelling hours in a flying sardine can to see Nya! No one, except for the boys and Jin knew who you are, and kept on questioning me why so much anxiety and excitement over seeing you. And not even I understood. Working and wondering about what you could be doing really messed with my head. Nya, you messed with my head!

— Ok, Namjoon, it’s a lot of information. - She didn’t spare a look, he felt intimidated, but Nya’s behavior never showed any insecurity. - I don’t fancy you, but it doesn’t mean I cannot grow fond of you at any moment. However, in order to see it happening, you’ve got to insist. If you really want to be with me, then you’ll need to stick along, we’ve got to go out more, in different places. We can totally link up and have great sex today, but it won’t guarantee another row. Got it?

Well, Namjoon felt relieved. Nya was far from being mad at him. Oh, he remained willing to go out, as long as she was there.

In the end, if Nya and Namjoon’s story was something elaborated by Jane Austen, then it would be Sense & Sensibility. Nya and her sense changed how Namjoon dealt with his sensibility, breaking a vicious cycle, where engaging in a romantic relationship without previous thinking ruined all logical thoughts and mature behavior.

The end.

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A Feminist’s Review of Avengers: Endgame

** Warning: Contains Major Spoilers **

I want to preface this review with another warning: while I am a self-confessed nerd who has long enjoyed comic book movies and geeky pop culture, I was quite disappointed in this film. In my criticisms, I'm going to be honest as to why. If you are on a high from the film and just want to enjoy it without having somebody rain on your parade, then it is probably best to skip this review. However, if you’re curious about this feminist’s perspective on why Endgame fell flat for her, please read on.

Image Description: Film poster for Avengers: Endgame. It shows all the main characters, including Iron Man, Captain America, Captain Marvel, Thor and Thanos (among others) in their full battle gear against a dark night sky. At the bottom of the poster, the title of the film is written in large, blue and gold letters. The Marvel Studios logo is just above the title. There is undiscernable text at the top and bottom of the poster. The release date (April 26th) is written in white at the very bottom center. The “a” in “April” is the Avengers symbol. Image Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avengers:_Endgame

When my partner asked me for my first impressions, I said the movie should’ve been called “Iron Man 4 (and Some of the Avengers”). The entire film felt like a swan song for him, a requiem for the character who started it all. It was made clear that Iron Man was the film’s emotional centre, the person whose stakes viewers are most meant to care about. While I don't mind Iron Man as a character, I am aware he is the favourite of most of the franchise’s fanboys. It really felt like that was the crowd this movie was aimed at. In contrast, women and other minority groups did not fare so well in terms of representation or importance in this film.

The writers had choices on who do they decided to turn to dust at the end of Infinity War. There was ample opportunity to leave behind a more diverse group of heroes to carry out the tasks in Endgame. For example, instead of Antman, we could have had Wasp. In the comics, Wasp is the female avenger, not Black Widow. It would have been such a nice nod to the canon and added an additional female character to the core cast. Instead, we ended up with a majority-white team of mostly men. The two women who were involved were treated in a frustrating manner.

While Black Widow essentially leads the Avengers at the beginning of Endgame, she (nobly) throws herself off a cliff halfway through the film, essentially ending her story. This plot point was vexing for a few reasons. First, the writers/directors got rid of one of the only women on the team, turning most of the rest of the film into a sausage fest. Second, Black Widow’s sacrifice was not given the same weight or gravitas as Tony Stark’s. At the end of the film, we see a beautiful funeral for Tony. But there are no moments of remembrance for the other characters who gave their lives (Black Widow, Vision, even Loki). They are only briefly (and quietly) mentioned by Clint and Wanda. Outside Endgame’s main storyline, the timing of Natasha’s death is also awkward sinceMarvel is supposed to be making a Black Widow movie in the next few years.

Image Description: Close up photo of Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson) from the neck up. She is looking above and to the left of the camera with a serious expression on her face. Right above her eyebrows, the words “avenge the fallen” are written in a white to light-purple gradient. The “a” in “fallen” is the Avengers symbol. At the bottom of the photo, in the center, is the Marvel Studios logo. The release date for Endgame (April 26th) is written in bold, white letters beneath the logo. Image source: http://collider.com/endgame-black-widow-death-explained/

As for the remaining female character, Nebula, she proves to be the “weak link”. While all members of the team had their struggles in trying to obtain the infinity stones, it is Nebula who gets captured and ends up compromising the entire plan. While I don’t have an issue with Natasha and Nebula’s scenes in and of themselves, they do come across as problematic in a film that gives little limelight to its female superheroes in general. Right from the beginning, Captain Marvel is sent off-screen for most of the film, a major disappointment for those who were hoping to see her involved. I suspected this would happen and sadly I was right.

As I mentioned before, at the end of Infinity War the writers could have kept some key figures to make a more diverse remaining team. However, even with the characters they chose to leave behind, there were missed opportunities. One of the biggest missteps for me was Valkyrie.

When Bruce visits the village of New Asgard to find Thor, he first encounters Valkyrie. In the film Thor: Ragnarok, Valkyrie had a drinking problem which she overcame by the end of the story. This time around, it is Thor who is battling alcoholism. She tells them about his drinking, and, rather than asking her to come along and help on their mission, they bypass her completely. I was really upset Valkyrie did not feature in Infinity War and felt doubly irritated that she was sidelined yet again in this instalment, for no good reason. Had they included her, she could have been the one to rescue Thor and use his hammer, instead of Captain America. Given that she is an elite Asgardian warrior, this decision would have made much more sense and been a great moment for her fans. She is also one of the very few openly LGBTQ+ characters in the MCU. Including her would have given the filmmakers opportunities to better represent this marginalized group, rather than their paltry attempt at the film’s beginning.

Then there’s Thor, who, in my opinion, was treated so poorly in the film. Other feminist writers have already explained why the fat jokes and cruelty directed towards Thor’s substance abuse and mental illness were extremely problematic. They turned one of the most damaged characters into mean-spirited comic relief, rather than addressing the serious issues he was contending with. I really felt sorry for Thor the character, but I feel worse for the real-life people who were triggered by his horrid treatment.

Image Description: Photo of Thor (Chris Hemsworth) from the waist up sitting in a chair. He is looking to the left of the camera with a serious/ angry expression on his face. He is wearing a light-blue t-shirt and dark grey, zip up hoodie. With his right hand, he is picking up what appears to be a donut from a wooden bowl. Next to the bowl is a can of soda. The background is mostly wooden walls and one hallway table with decorative vases. Image Source: https://www.screengeek.net/2019/05/02/avengers-endgame-thor-changes-explained/

Given so much needed to happen in this movie, I was also annoyed by how much time the directors dedicated to trivial things like Captain America’s ass and Thor’s beer gut. I’m all for comedic moments in a heavy film, but I wanted to hear some more speaking lines from characters who appeared toward the end, ones we had not seen for the last 2 1/2 hours. The final battle scene felt bloated and confused as writers tried to squeeze in nods here or a glance there to the rest of the crew. At least, however, the greater ensemble was back, fighting together side-by-side. That is until Captain Marvel showed up.

Now, I am a fan of Captain Marvel. I enjoyed her origin story and was excited to see her in this movie, even if it was late in the game (no pun intended). When she made her arrival and took down that ship, it was the first time I cheered during the whole movie. And then it all went pear-shaped. When Captain Marvel was given the gauntlet by Spiderman there were so many creative choices they could have made. Anyone who knows the canon would be aware Captain Marvel is more than capable of handling the power of the infinity gauntlet and could have done what the Hulk and, ultimately, Tony Stark did. Instead, they came up with this convoluted plan for her to fly into Antman’s quantum machine. I mean, the woman can fly at the speed of light so she could have done that in the blink of an eye. But, somehow, Thanos stopped her by flinging a heavy metal object towards the machine faster than Captain Marvel can fly.

Image Description: Two photos laid side by side. The one on the left is a close up of Captain Marvel from the chest up. The one on the left is a close up of Thanos from the neck up. Captain Marvel is looking below and to the right of the camera with a serious expression on her face. The star on her chest is glowing. Thanos is looking slightly above the camera, also with a serious expression on his face. Both backgrounds are cloudy skies. Image Source: https://mashable.com/article/captain-marvel-avengers-endgame-theories/

While that act alone was infuriating, it’s not the scene that most annoyed me. It was the moment when, for no apparent reason, many of the female superheroes crowd around Captain Marvel stating she had their help. I didn’t like the scene for two reasons. One, it felt unnatural and contrived. Many of these characters didn’t even know each other and were all preoccupied fighting on an enormous battlefield. There was no reason why they would all suddenly have a 90s girl power moment and gather around one woman at that particular moment in what was an incredibly chaotic struggle. And two, even with the backing of all Marvel’s strong heroines, they could not get the job done. No, that glory was saved solely for one man: Tony Stark. The takeaway seemed to be, even combined, women can’t do the job properly; they need the men to step in and show them how it’s done. Maybe this sounds like a stretch or too harsh a criticism, but this was the very visceral reaction I had during the film. Marvel’s filmmakers have a long history of utterly depowering their female characters and this scene just seemed to follow in those footsteps.

I was also very disappointed by how small a role T’Challa and many of the amazing Wakandan characters had in this movie. As the leading tech hub in the world, I don’t know why the Avengers weren’t going there to ask for help in creating a time travel machine, or why they couldn’t have made it the new HQ, given Tony Stark had retreated to a log cabin somewhere in the woods. There were so many ways the writers/directors could have included these fantastic and important characters.

Image Description: The Marvel Studios logo set against a blurry, close up shot of a comic panel. The panel is blurry and undiscernable. It is tinted entirely red. Image Source: https://marvelstudiosnews.com/2017/12/10/marvel-studios-highest-grossing-superhero-movie-8th-consecutive-year/

The only glimmer for me at the end of the film was that it established the old guard were retiring or moving on to other things. We had something of a handing of the baton moment: Captain America gives his shield to Falcon, making him his successor, and Thor finally, officially makes Valkyrie the leader of Asgard (or what’s left of it). It is my hope that in future Marvel films, the creators will focus more on their characters of colour, female characters, and LGBTQ+ characters. They have an opportunity now to start a fresh wave that will resonate with so many more people than the classic, white, fanboy nerd. After all, you don’t make $1.2 billion in one weekend just because white millennial guys went to see a film. Many people love superhero films for a variety of reasons. It’s time we started serving them, too.

By: Tessa Barratt

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this piece do not necessarily reflect the views of the Sydney Feminists. Our Blogger and Tumblr serve as platforms for a diverse array of women to put forth their ideas and explore topics. To learn more about the philosophy behind TSF’s Blogger/ Tumblr, please read our statement here: https://www.sydneyfeminists.org/a

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Consumer Guide / No.76 / Radio presenter, writer & Patron of Carers UK, Tiggy Walker with Mark Watkins.

MW : Tell me about your radio show on Abbey 104, and how you’d like to perhaps develop the programme in the future…

TW : My show is called Afternoon Delight and goes out Thursdays from 2pm - 4pm. I’d occasionally been co-hosting on someone else’s show on a London station and thought that I could be doing this for myself, so I contacted Abbey 104 (broadcasting on 104.7 FM) who welcomed me with open arms. We live about 35 mins drive away in Dorset - so it’s perfect.

I thought about what features I wanted to include, and then created two “clocks” to space them out over the two hours (with music etc). I’m happy to say that I got the balance pretty much sorted from the first show.

It’s a magazine style programme with lots of different elements : ‘Love Me, Love My Dog’ for canine dedications; ‘Tiggy’s Kitchen’, where I cook something at home each week – which normally entails Johnnie having to try it (I’m proud of this slot as I think it’s quite original and many people have used the recipes); an arts review – cinema/theatre/TV; a what’s on locally; a show tune; a guest interview which normally runs for 30 minutes.

I’ve had some amazing guests, and I’m booked quite a long way in advance. I’ve had a tarot reader, a funeral director, a heavy rock band, a mind coach, authors, a successful actress, a legendary DJ (!)… and so on. We live in an area rich in talent and interesting people.

I’ve created a really labour intensive show for myself, but it’s very satisfying when I’ve pulled it all together, and chosen the right tracks. I try to give tracks a context. It makes a difference if they feel relevant to what you’re talking about. Prepping the show does take up a lot of my week, and I’m trying to keep it under control as I’m also writing a novel. Two very different head spaces.

People are complimentary about my music choices, especially Johnnie. I can play whatever I like and that is so rare these days. That freedom is my creativity. You express your own mood with those choices. I’m mainly drawn to the 1970’s as that’s when I was most interested in music. I like a wide variety of music, but not the commercial, “poppy” stuff. I love it when odd tracks pop in to my mind. The other day, I played “Big Bad John” by Jimmy Dean (1961). That amused me greatly!

This show just happened so easily, and organically. I get great feedback, and I know it’s completely right that I’m doing it. Radio is a wonderful outlet for your voice in every way. As for the future, I’ll keep on doing it as long as I have the time. It’s a great way of connecting to our community in and around the Dorset area.

www.abbey104.com

MW : Give your own SOUNDS OF…from each of these decades…

TW :

SOUNDS OF THE 60’s

Single : Richard Harris ~ ‘MacArthur Park’ (1968)

Album : Simon & Garfunkel ~ ‘Parsley, Sage, Rosemary And Thyme’ (1966)

SOUNDS OF THE 70’s

Single : David Bowie - ‘Starman’ (1972)

Album : Pink Floyd - ‘Dark Side Of The Moon’ (1973)

SOUNDS OF THE 80’s

Single : Michael Jackson ~ ‘Man In The Mirror’ (1988)

Album : U2 ~ ‘The Joshua Tree’ (1987)

MW : What’s the best new single and album you’ve heard recently?

TW : I listen to very little new stuff with enthusiasm. Best new single : Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper ‘Shallow’ - and that’s because I liked the film (‘A Star Is Born’).

As for best new album, ‘Delta’ by Mumford & Sons. I adore their sound and Marcus Mumford’s voice.

By the way, if it could be a stage show CD it would have to be the cast recording of ‘Girl From The North Country’ from 2017. I literally adore that CD, and could play it every day!

MW : What newspapers / magazines do you usually take, and what are your favourite features / columnists?

TW : Newspapers?! They are pure luxury reserved for flights. I’m so busy all the time that the most I’ll do is look at the front of a paper and flip through a magazine.

Saturday Telegraph, and Sunday Times, are the weekend papers we get. I like travel writer Susan d’Arcy (Sunday Times) : I also like Diana Henry, the food writer, in the Telegraph.

MW : How do you and your husband, Johnnie, support each other ( a ) career-wise ( b ) relationship-wise? ( c ) health-wise?

TW :

a ) We’re a huge support with each other’s careers. I’m his manager and agent, so I deal with every request and negotiation. Johnnie is chaotic and I am uber efficient. I’m constantly having meetings with him about his schedule and work, trying not to overload him and get the balance right. BBC Radio 2 always come to me because they know they’ll get a quick reply.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/radio2

Johnnie supports me hugely with my show. He gets me the tracks I ask for, edits my “Kitchen” recordings. I couldn’t do it without him. The lovely thing is that he says it’s been good for us, plus he loves my music choices – which are different to his. I have been writing a screenplay and two novels over the past few years. He reads everything and is a brilliant sounding board. There is nothing he wants more than for my first publishing deal to come through - or - a script to go in to production.

It’s been a lonely, and very challenging time for me, but he’s the one person who has kept me going both financially, and emotionally. He’s the only one who sees how relentlessly I work and re-write. Without him, I’d probably have given up and returned to producing commercials. I vowed never to do commercials again when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I’d done 30 years of them.

b ) The relationship is everything – career/play-time/love. We love each other deeply. We knew it from the moment that we met. It wasn’t easy at the start. He had baggage. Then he nearly died (through cancer) after we married. Our relationship knocked me completely off track. The love was so strong that I didn’t feel in control. It will be 16 years this December that we’ve been married. My God how we’ve grown and matured together. I know it’s corny, but it does get better as you go through the ups and downs together. Yes, sex was wilder when we met, but the knowledge and understanding of each other is so so much deeper now. It’s hard to imagine life without him as we are so entwined.

c ) Health-wise we have both supported each other hugely. Johnnie went through cancer (Non-Hodgkin lymphoma) just after we married. The chemotherapy nearly finished him off. It was a terrible start to marriage. I stopped everything so that I could care for him. At one point it was so terrible that I felt suicidal. I don’t really like looking back there, but he says he wouldn’t have survived without me. He still has the odd stay at Salisbury District Hospital. He had pneumonia in the summer and was in for a week. He never does things by halves!

In return, he helped me through my breast cancer. He liked to chauffeur me everywhere. I had to go to hospital over 50 times. He was brilliant at supporting me emotionally through chemo. After his experience, I had a very deep fear of having it. I was sure it was going to kill me as it almost had him. He sees us both having had cancer as a very balancing thing. He says it makes us an equal opportunities marriage!

MW : Tell me about your book, ‘Unplanned Journey’, and your ongoing patron roles for charity…

TW : The book happened organically. I asked photographer Bella West if she would take a torso shot of me every few weeks as I went through breast cancer treatment. I had no idea what changes I would go through. I hoped I’d get really thin. I didn’t!. Johnnie changed physically so much when he was ill that I wished I’d taken photos of him. The sick him and the healed him are like two different people.

Bella said she’d like to document the whole thing. I wrote a diary, just as a form of catharsis, and at the end Dee Brecker, who used to be at Carers UK, suggested we put Bella’s photos with my writing in a book. It’s a pretty hard-hitting account of what it’s like to go through breast cancer treatment. There’s a lot of very large breast shots in it which I can barely look at now. Happily they are now a lot smaller. Every cloud has a silver lining. All profit from the book has gone to Carers UK. You can buy it cheaper than on Amazon on the Carers UK website.

Our experience of caring for each other has led us to becoming the Patrons of Carers UK. I was on their fund raising committee, and then in their 50th year they wanted a famous Patron. We asked other people on their behalf, but when they all said no, they asked us! I think we were the right choice in the end as we have real caring experience. They could easily have asked Johnnie on his own, and I am very glad they did not. I’m a bit more outspoken about the caring process as it was the worst time of my life. Harder than going through cancer myself.

http://www.bellawest.co.uk/

https://www.carersuk.org/

MW : Have you ever visited a “mystic” such as a clairvoyant, or tarot reader? If so, what was it like, and what came true, or not?!!

TW : Indeed. One of our closest friends is a psychic tarot reader, Pete MacDonald. He has done my cards many times. He told me we were moving house way before we’d even thought of it. I don’t think it all comes true. Timings are seldom right. I take out the positive bits – like it’s all going to happen for me. In fact, I pulled a few cards the other Saturday night. I kept pulling the Strength card – and that is certainly growing in me.

http://www.petemacdonald.co.uk/

MW : Has anyone ever written a poem/poetry for you/about you? If so, details…

TW : Just one person. My father when I was four. He saw me running down the garden to steal his raspberries. I just read it out at his funeral and it got a great response. It starts :-

“Tiggy Toddles Trot trot trot, My the pace is getting hot….”

I did go out with a songwriter briefly - and I should have loved a song written about me - but I’d be quite hard to write about. I’m not exactly a romantic, delicate flower. I’m not the muse type. I’m more the bossy motivator! That said, when he was playing live he’d incorporate my name into one song and that made me stupidly thrilled.

JW once played ‘Drive In Saturday’ by Bowie. There’s a line, ‘She sighed like Twig The Wonderkid’, and he said it was written for me. I wish! People believed him even though he was joking.

MW : Tell me about your Dorset life…

TW : I made a declaration at 16 that I would live in Dorset as I knew after a one day visit there that it was my spiritual home. When I met Johnnie one of my conditions was that he’d have to embrace Dorset. The other was he’d have to use Apple computers. He accepted both things happily.

We live in beautiful small Georgian house on the edge of Shaftesbury that we renovated when I was going through cancer. From our house we can walk into town, or into fields. It’s a great location. From our bed (a fabulous Simon Horn sleigh bed) we look up to Melbury Hill, south of Shaftesbury. There are so many glorious views around us that lift my heart every time I see them. It’s one of the reasons we love Dorset.

We used to go to pubs a lot for dinner, but less so now. If we go out, it is usually to have supper with close friends at their home. If we go to out to eat, it will be at the divine, unique, Pythouse Kitchen Garden, or a pub like The Beckford Arms.

https://www.pythousekitchengarden.co.uk/

https://www.beckfordarms.com/

Our lives are quite busy going up and down between London and Dorset. We do quite a bit, so home is about relaxing, pulling up the drawer bridge, lighting a fire and watching some decent drama.

MW : What’s your favourite cheese and wine?

TW : Don’t eat cheese! Much as I’d love to. My favourite wines are from Burgundy. A crisp Chablis. A red Mercury. Or the big Italian reds – Barolo, Brunello, super Chianti’s. Stonking stuff! I only like European wines. I buy from the Wine Society, Waitrose and Shaftesbury Wines.

https://www.thewinesociety.com/

We seem to eat a lot of fish and vegetables. I get a weekly veg box from Abel & Cole who are fantastic. I’ve started getting fish boxes from them too as it’s really great quality fish, and not outrageously priced. We eat quite a simple diet. Healthy. Organic. All made from scratch, including soda bread which I make twice a week for JW. I avoid grains, dairy, legumes, and sugar where possible.

https://www.abelandcole.co.uk/

MW : How do you usually prepare for Christmas?

TW : We ‘do’ Christmas every other year, which I think is perfect as it’s so ludicrously overwhelming and over done. When we’re here, our Christmas starts on Christmas Eve. One pair of friends has a lovely drinks do at lunchtime - Dorset Champagne (Langham) and great nibbles.

https://langhamwine.co.uk/

We then get home in time for ‘Carols from Kings’ during which I make the mince pies. We do a small dinner party that night, always serving a Fortnum & Mason Christmas Pudding. Our friend Pete who is always invited gets hugely excited about the ‘table of dreams’. My mother always covered the sideboard with a fabulous selection of goodies and that tradition has stuck (Bendicks mints, Quality Street, Turkish Delight, a fruit bowl, Hotel Chocolat truffles, nuts. port etc).

https://www.bendicks.co.uk/

https://www.hotelchocolat.com/uk

We wobble off to Midnight Mass afterwards. If we are too tired we’ll go to church on Christmas morning. Then for the rest of Christmas Day we tend to be alone. I cook a roast chicken with all the trimmings and open a fab bottle of red. We open presents after the Queen’s Speech, and later watch a couple of films. I’m a BAFTA member so have to see all the current films so I can vote at the beginning of January. It’s a big, yet delightful pressure over December and Christmas.

My birthday is on Boxing Day so we catch up with friends then.

Neither of us see family at Christmas. That’s just a matter of geography, I think. Or maybe it’s something we said! I like to keep things as unpressured as possible. I adore that the world just stops for a week. No emails. No requests. Just calm and a chance to catch your breath. It’s a really necessary punctuation point in the year, especially after the madness of the build up.

Christmas shopping is something I detest! I get what I can locally in Shaftesbury. We have a couple of lovely shops like Mine selling clothes and jewellery, and Enchanted Plants selling handmade skin care.

https://mine-boutique.co.uk/

https://www.enchantedplants.co.uk/

I’ll also go to Liberty in London as they do great gifts, and John Lewis. Strangely, I like the men’s department there as they do several brands in a small setting. It’s efficient with excellent service. That’s the kind of shopping I enjoy - quick and effortless. I will also do Fortnum & Mason as their biscuits and specialties like Maron Glacé (SO EXPENSIVE but my Mother loves them) make excellent and very attractive gifts. I believe in giving things that I would love to receive.

On the years that we are not doing Christmas here, we’re in Australia. My brother Graham and family live there, as does Johnnie’s son Sam and family. It’s very handy having them in the same country and city. Sunny Christmas days take some getting used to, but at my brothers it is a huge day ending up with a singalong in to the early hours. It’s fantastic and a total contrast to our quite UK Christmases.

MW : What are your personal and professional plans for 2019?

TW : Personally, to stay balanced, keep fit, travel (we always do as I’m obsessed with arranging trips) and have a joyful time with our close friends. One slight sadness is that Johnnie’s Rock Show is moving to Saturday nights. So we will be apart all weekend for half the year. I’m used to Sunday’s alone and enjoy some space, but Saturday nights are a bit sad. I’ll be a weekend widow, but I think our friends will take pity. Hard on Johnnie though if we’re all having fun and he’s working and returning to a lonely flat. I really could not stand all my weekends in London. I no longer belong there emotionally, even though I go a lot in the week.

Career wise I hope…

To get a two-book publishing deal and deliver final drafts of both books I’ve written. My agent is on standby to get the next draft of my second book.

To get my film script off the ground. I have my first backer. Currently looking for the right director.

I’d love a radio show with Johnnie. As would he. He doesn’t need me. He’s a legend! ; but when I had him as a guest recently the listeners loved the chemistry between us, and the overriding opinion was that we would make the world more fun and happy if we did a show together. It was such a success that Abbey 104 have left the show up on their website homepage.

To earn money again. I used to earn a lot in commercials. It feels that you have value when you earn money. I love to be generous and travel. Both of which require the stuff.

My father always said that luck was preparedness waiting for an opportunity. I’ve worked bloody hard for a long time. I’m prepared. I’m ready. I think 2019 will be brilliant. I certainly hope so. You can follow me on Twitter to find out!

Twitter handle : @TiggyWalker

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Ok, this is something I made for one of my paragosm characters, hope you enjoy. Feedback would be nice.

Basic Character Questions

First name? Hamilya Surname? Criellen/Jules Middle name? Avery Nicknames? Aves, Avy Age? 141

Physical / Appearance

Height? 7' 11" Weight? 200 lbs Build? Tall, lean Hair colour? Black Hair style? Braided, down Eye colour? Bieyed, one's green, the other is black Eye Shape? Wide, expressive Glasses or contact lenses? Glasses Distinguishing facial features? A small scar Skin? Dark brown Hands? Large, but almost feminine Makeup? Eyeliner Scars? Face, torso Tattoos? Ankles; dolphins. Chest; Ivy. Left arm; Broken, bleeding, and repaired hearts Type of clothes? Casual, royal Race / Ethnicity? Zaminalian/Dark Elvana Mannerisms? Cursing, extremely clean Do they have any disabilities? Bipolar Disorder, visually impaired

Personality

What words or phrases do they overuse? Fudge, made up curses, sarcasm in general Do they have a catchphrase? No Are they more optimistic or pessimistic? Optimistic Are they introverted or extroverted? Extroverted Do they ever put on airs? YES. What bad habits do they have? Cursing, drinking, interrupting others What makes them laugh out loud? Physical humor, or a good joke How do they display affection? Hugs, kisses, shoulder punches, etc Mental handicaps? Bipolar Disorder, suicidal thoughts, depression How do they want to be seen by others? Kind, funny, sassy, a good father and mate How do they see themselves? Worthless, useless, abandoned How are they seen by others? Arrogant, sarcastic, disrespectful, gentle, sweet, respectful, annoying, flirty (Really depends on how well you know eachother) Strongest character trait? Determination Weakest character trait? Easily irritated How competitive are they? Not very Do they make snap judgements or take time to consider? Snap judgements How do they react to praise? "Oh stop it, you.....please continue" How do they react to criticism? Takes it, builds on it What is their greatest fear? Losing others What are their biggest secrets? He actually loves snakes; he thinks they're aodrable, even though he denies it What is their philosophy of life? Do what you can for others, treat yourself, learn from others experiences What haunts them? His drunk treatment of his mates, the preventable death of Andreas by friendly fire What are their political views? End corruption, equal opportunities, equal pay, etc, etc What will they stand up for? Ending slavery, stopping domestic, physical, child, and animal abuse, helping veterans and victims of substance abuse Are they indoorsy or outdoorsy? Very outdoorsy What sense do they most rely on? Hearing What quality do they most value in a friend? Listening skills or moxie What do they consider an overrated virtue? Patience If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be? He would be more careful with his words and actions What is their obsession? Song writing, drinking What are their pet peeves? Leaving doors open, unkempt rooms What are their idiosyncrasies? Tapping his feet, humming under his breath, bursting out in song at random (And often inappropriate) times

Friends and Family

Is their family big or small? HUGE. JUST, HUGE Who does it consist of? His Father and his mate, siblings, a 2nd cousin, his 2 concubines(Male), his 2 mates(Also both male), and his children What is their perception of family? Really? Not traditional, that's for sure Do they have siblings? 5 of them, 3 brothers and 2 sisters Older or younger? An older brother and sister, and 2 younger brothers and a younger sister Ideal best friend? Someone who listens and gives advice, but also knows when he needs to be punched Do they have any pets? Yep. Lots of pets Who are their natural allies? Most of his people Who are their surprising allies? The Star-Wolves

Past and Future

What was your character like as a baby? Quiet and easily distracted As a child? Respectful, but not afraid to speak up Did they grow up rich or poor? Lower middle class Did they grow up nurtured or neglected? Nurtured to a degree What is the most offensive thing they ever said? Cursing out his advisors when his concubine Ashler lay in a coma after giving birth to his child What is their greatest achievement? Marrying the love of his life What was their first kiss like? Tentative, afraid of being caught, sweet What is the worst thing they did to someone they loved? Beating his mates while drunk What are their ambitions? To end slavery and break his addiction What advice would they give their younger self? Don't take the canteen, they said it's ok if you don't want to, marry Melees, not Sierra, get help for your problems What smells remind them of their childhood? Paint, bread, rooibis What was their childhood ambition? To become a ZLE (Zamanalian Law Enforcer) What is their best childhood memory? Playing video games with friends, getting his first horse What is their worst childhood memory? Finding out who his father was Did they have an imaginary childhood friend? Yes. He was an angel with a trenchcoat. His name was Felix. When was the last time they were crushed with disappointment? When he couldn't get the Trans School Goers Protection Act through the Dasin Council What past act are they most ashamed of? Nearly raping Moroko (One of his concubines) What past act are they most proud of? Signing the Women's Workplace Act Has anyone ever saved their life? Crispus and Habruin have talked him out of suicide several times Strongest childhood memory? Helping his mother make and paint her pottery

Love

Do they believe in love at first sight? His feelings are mixed, but over all, yes Are they in a relationship? Yes. A polygamous/polyamourous one, that's for sure. When did you character last have sex? Ha. HA. HAHAHA....no, Melees says it's pretty intense most nights What sort of sex do they have? Loud, slow, and if consensual, mild BDSM. (Never further than collars/harnesses and toys Has your character ever been in love? Um...yes? Have they ever had their heart broken? Yep. Many times.

Conflict

How do they respond to a threat? Dark Elvana usually flee or fight. He's fights Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? Fists What is your character’s kryptonite? Both his strength and weakness is his family If your character could only save one thing from their burning house, what would it be? Probably his pets How do they perceive strangers? Typically friendly, unless you prove to a jerk from the beginning What do they love to hate? Llamas. I am not joking What are their phobias? He is both Astra and Autophobic What is their choice of weapon? Sword, Dagger-gun What living person do they most despise? Sierra, (His ex-wife) Have they ever been bullied or teased? He was a Tuber (gotta love copyright) it comes with the territory Where do they go when they’re angry? The stables, the kennels, or the sparring field Who are their enemies and why? King Emerald and Queen Liberia are both murderers and slavers who refuse to honor agreements

Work, Education and Hobbies

What is their current job? King of Zamanalia What do they think about their current job? It sucks, but when your older brother dumps the family business on you so he can have a vacation, you adapt What are some of their past jobs? Groom, Tuber What are their hobbies? Riding, writing music, making videos Educational background? Homeschooled until 13, self-taught afterwards ("It is amazing how much you can accomplish and learn after a Three Leaf Search" -Avery Criellen) Intelligence level? He took an IQ exam, refuses to tell anyone the results were 179 Do they have any specialist training? Does How-To-And-How-Not-To-Take-Care-Of-A-Horse and How to make and add special effects, music, and thumbnails count? Do they have a natural talent for something? Well, there is...nope, nothing innate Do they play a sport? Yep, Ping-pong Are they any good? He's horrible and he knows it

Favourites

What is their favourite animal? Cats Which animal to they dislike the most? Monkeys What place would they most like to visit? The Camya Library What are the most beautiful things they’ve ever seen? His mates What is their theme song? I'm So Humble, Self-Made, Weak, and Dollhouse are just some of my theme songs for him Music, art, reading preferred? Music, fanart, fanfiction reading. (He loves ranting at people in comments of disgusting fics, especially if they feature people he knows and cares about *cough*stufflikethemilkfic*cough*) What is their favourite colour? Green What is their password? I have the wine Favourite food: Pizza, chocolate What is their favourite work of art? A piece of fanart someone made for his father and his father's mate Zulu What is their favourite day of the week? Sun.Freaking.Day. (The one day no one can come to him with matters not of national or international importance)

Possessions

What is on their bedside table? Glasses, the Royal Jewel (A ruby in the middle of gold on a black velvet choker) Probably some lube What is in their pockets? Trash, probably some candy he stole from the kitchen, the smallest flask he could find What is their most treasured possession? A photo album of his family, both nuclear and extended

Spirituality

Who or what is your character’s guardian angel? Like I said, Felix. Just because he stopped believing doesn't mean he isn't there Do they believe in the afterlife? Yes What are their religious views? He doesn't believe in Tango, his people's ancient Goddess, or the White Elvana's Overall or guardian spirits What do they think heaven is? Somewhere he can see people who has missed again What do they think hell is? Where abusers, serial killers, pedophiles, etc, etc go if they know what are doing and do it on purpose Are they superstitious? Nope What would they like to be reincarnated as? A horse or dog How would they like to die? In a battle, no matter what kind What is your character’s spirit animal? The Wolf

Values

What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person? Rape, torture, or not accepting who they are When did they last lie? He told his 6 year old son it was gonna be ok What’s their view of lying? Don't unless necessary When did they last make a promise? When he said he was gonna stop drinking and take his medicene Did they keep or break their last promise? He's working on it! 😁😁😁

Daily life

What are their eating habits? EAT IT ALL. YOU CAN WORK IT OFF LATER Do they have any allergies? A mild soy allergy Describe their home. He lives in a castle. Are they minimalist or a clutter hoarder? He hoards everything. EVE.RY.THING What do they do first thing on a weekday morning? Hope nobody is an idiot that day What do they do on a Sunday afternoon? He spends time with his family What do they do on a Friday night? Get dragged away before he downs the cellars What is the soft drink of choice? Cream soda What is their alcoholic drink of choice? Wine or Nar'him

Miscellaneous

What 3 are their character archetypes? (Innocent, Orphan, Hero, Caregiver, Explorer, Rebel, Lover, Creator, Jester, Sage, Magician, Ruler) Rebel, Lover, Ruler Who is their hero? His older sister, Jhess! *snuggles up to awesome warrior who is leader of a matriarchal clan* What or who would your character dress up as for Halloween? If he found himself on this this world? Probably a traditional Zamanalain costume, leaving people to wonder where it came from Are they comfortable with technology? Tuber. He was a Tuber. He still is a Tuber. Think about it If they could save one person, who would it be? Montezuma, Crispus' brother If they could call one person for help, who would it be? His father What is their greatest extravagance? Fine silk clothing, their native foods, and bedding for his mates What would they do if they won the lottery? Give it all away Do they believe in happy endings? No What is their idea of perfect happiness? A mate (or mates) you love, a job you want, friends, and a warm dog or cat What would they ask a fortune teller? If things will get better If your character could travel through time, where would they go? To Sunray's time, to make sure Hezekiah Criellen, first King of Zamanalia, didn't sign the treaty that would subject them to slavery If they could have a superpower, what would they choose? Pyrokinetics, for sure

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