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mischief-lies-and-stories · 7 months

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10 Thoughts About Loki Episode 1 (and Beyond)

Most of these are thoughts I had either 1., after watching the episode and therefore could not be included in the reactions post, or 2., during my second watch. Some are expansions of things I briefly touched on in my reactions that I've thought about more since watching but that I don't have enough to say about to make its own post.

Obviously, spoilers for 2x01.

Loki season 2 is going to be all about making sure we create all of the conditions that will allow for one moment (the end of episode 1) to occur perfectly and therefore save the lives of two main characters, which will require orchestrating the lives and decision-making of other characters (see below) within the series in order to bring this about. And I'm about to hate it so much. (Not the specific storyline, but the fact that time travel already confuses the fuck out of me. This premise could lend itself very easily to time loops and Groundhog Day-specific time loops, which are my absolute least favorite time travel tropes.)

One interesting part about this premise, though, is that it can (and should, but we'll see if the writers include it) lead to some interesting moral conversations about whether we have a right to manipulate other people's actions in order to shape them in a way that will benefit us in the future in order to bring something about correctly for something to occur. (In this case, getting Sylvie to agree to come back to the TVA in time to "help" Loki back to rescue Mobius and stop his time-slipping at the same time, when we see in the post-credits that she likely doesn't want to get mixed back up in this nonsense. She wants to live in a linear timeline, the way everyone else does, without worrying about being snatched away from her life again.)

The scene in the future right before Loki is pruned and saves Mobius is cut kind of weirdly to me. It makes me feel like how we would interpret that scene right now is not what is actually going on, and we will learn more about this scene as the season progresses (or in the finale). It was clearer to me on my second rewatch, but still kinda weird. How I interpreted it upon first watch wasn't even accurate. I thought Sylvie pruned him, but she's facing him and he was pruned from behind (I'm pretty sure). I wonder if himself or Mobius from the future found him and figured out what was going on. Maybe the three of them are looking for his past self in this scene and they know someone needs to get him back to episode 1 time, so whoever finds him in time can either give him the Timestick or prune him if he's past time.

I am a fool, and I am aware that I am a fool. But I'm choosing to still believe that we will get lokius this season. If for no other reason than Marvel has shown they don't have a fucking clue how queer identities work and don't care about doing research, and so will use it to be like "See? He's bisexual! He kissed a girl and then he kissed a boy!"

I'm calling it now, that boy at the counter in the McDonald's is Bill Cobb (the Third). (He already works at a diner in Broxton in the comics and falls in love with an Asgardian. Bill and this character are even both ginger! Bill's a little bulkier canonically, but that's neither here nor there.) I tried to see if I could read his name tag on both of my watches, because even with my first watch, my first thought was "Hey, I know you!" But I can't tell what it says. But if when Loki finds Sylvie and she hollers at "Bill" that she's going on her break, well, I told you so. Does he fall in love with Sylvie? Don't know, hope not, because I need her to kiss a girl in order to check off the Bingo square (I mean, I guess I don't actually know this character's pronouns yet, but Marvel's been a shit about trans characters so far, so I'm guessing this character uses he/him pronouns in canon.)

I am still in love with OB. I have come up with so many headcanons about him just off the top of my head. I won't state them all here but one is that he found out they kept wiping agents' memories, so he reverse engineered (I think that's the term) one of the devices they use for that and brought back all of his memories. But he likes doing what he does in the TVA, and no one comes down to see him so it never came up in conversation, so he's just never disclosed that he knows he's a variant. (I'm actually gonna talk about this theory more in a separate post because upon my second watch I THINK I'M RIGHT.)

I'm not sure we'll get it, but I want at some point in episode 2 for Mobius to question why they're immediately going after Sylvie. Like yeah, yeah, half the TVA is on her tail and she's important to Loki and she shouldn't be pruned again, but like B-15 is capable and the timeline is falling apart and we're not even really sure OB's plan worked yet, can't we take a breath first. And Loki just rounds on him and goes, She was in the future. She has to be there or I don't get back in time and you die. And Mobius just looks at him, and Loki's eyes are wide and wild and blazing with the same panic they were when he crash landed into the War Room from nowhere. And very quietly Mobius adds, "And so do you." There's a pause, and then Loki replies distractedly, "Right, yes, that, too. So can we go?" And this is the moment (or maybe another moment) where it just prods gently in Mobius's brain that Loki cares about him, might even feel the same.

Upon second viewing, Mobius doesn't just write "Skin", he writes "Skin?" The question mark makes it so much better! It changes from a lament to an internal debate, a debate he makes a decision on in the next moment. He chooses Loki.

9. So evidently Sylvie's canonically not a vegetarian. She doesn't enjoy roadkill, but she says she wants something dead, so meat isn't off the table for her.

10. When we get Sylvie again, I think it would make a funny reprieve from the stress if the b-plot of the episode was Sylvie subtly trying to get Loki and Mobius together and Mobius subtly trying to get Loki and Sylvie together and Loki is just clueless and confused why his two best friends are acting weird as fuck. A sitcom episode. I hate sitcoms, but I want a sitcom episode. Already. Oh, dear.

#loki #loki tv show #loki theories #loki season 2 #loki season 2 spoilers #sylvie laufeydottir #mobius m mobius #ob

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incarnateirony · 2 years

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Once episode 13 comes and goes without explicit Destiel where will you shift the goalposts for your followers then? Or will you tell them they didn't listen or look hard enough into Dean's words and the background lighting? Or will you keep them hanging on with promises if a season 2 resolution? Guessing you're going to blame the peasants for not being smart enough to interpret random insta posts and Twitter likes and the way Dean's eye twitches while he's wearing a blue shirt next to a tree.

well, seeing as that isn't going to happen we won't have to worry about that. I'm going to go back to the history of you guys screaming against me about the show and wiping out. I'm going to go back to all the shit in all the world you've proven you don't even have the foggiest comprehension of. I'm going to lean back and smile, because the worst case scenario are the hinges that will still be framed to be so obvious all it does it set you up for Destiel: the extended direct and now integrated in the front plot story for another season.

Which I mean, if you wanna claim victory there. ok. enjoy your sufferburger.

I point to my post. No matter how confident you bitches pretend you are when you send these shitty anons, we look at your walls, and you aren't. "I HOPE he didn't tell Misha first." too bad. I know.

You HOPE episode 13 doesn't come out and do it, is what you're actually saying here under all your gusto and bravado. You HOPE if you talk big and bad, you'll like, idk, convince some idiot teenager in my radius you're right to dishearten them for a couple of months only for their lowered expectations to be shattered in the best way. So i mean. whatever. go off.

Second verse the same as the first, second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh-- -- -- 16th, 17th major plot or show spoilers you guys have screamed in denial on and wiped out on. Bonus points if we sprinkle in you shrieking about my meta and them hiring guys from my religion following my pantheon to make the set. As a treat.

Listen buddy. You hope. I know. Stop hoping. For you it's hopeless. It's over. You lost. Go home.

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redwineconversation · 11 months

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I Guess I Miss(ed) You (Amandine Henry OLPlay Exit Interview)

I think two things can be true at the same time: there is a legitimate debate as to whether Amandine Henry forged Olympique Lyonnais into her image or whether Olympique Lyonnais forged Amandine Henry into their own; and Amandine Henry fucked over the love of her life out of spite. The two are not mutually exclusive. In some ways, it's what makes this love affair so messy and complex. Isn't that how all proper breakups go?

Sonia Bompastor has a ton of faults but if we're being honest with each other, everything that she has said about Amandine Henry's attitude towards Lyon thus far has been correct. I don't think Sonia Bompastor is a particularly good coach. I also think she was telling the truth about Amandine Henry.

Anyway. As I said, when a relationship has lasted as long as Henry's did with Lyon, it was only going to end one of two ways: cemented in stone as Telefoot predicted back in 2015, or messy, bitter, and complicated. As Taylor Swift once mused, "did this love affair maim you, too?"

Based on the exit interview, both Lyon and Amandine Henry would probably answer as follows: yes, it did.

Two vindictive sociopaths wanting to keep score on the other? How could you not look at that and think, well, yeah, of course it would end this way. Neither party really knows what their life will look like now that the other walked out of it completely. If we're being honest, neither party wants to.

Alexa, play "I Hope" by Gabby Barnett.

AMANDINE HENRY OLPLAY INTERVIEW

Henry: Well we are here today to say goodbye. Not farewell but goodbye because I will soon be leaving the club. It's been 16 years that I have been at Lyon. And yeah, it's time for me to spread my wings and fly away, and sign with another club. And obviously it won't be in France, but in the United States, in Los Angeles. And I am happy to have experienced all these years at Lyon. And I'm happy to try new things elsewhere.

Timothee: This was a really important page in your life, I can imagine.

Henry: Oh yeah, yeah. It was a big part of my life. 16 years, it's not nothing. I came as a little girl [she was 17], and now I am leaving as a woman. So I learned a lot of things, be it on the field but also a lot off of it. I, yeah, I matured. I also caught the Lyon DNA, the winning mentality. I have won an enormous amount of trophies with the club, with all the players, all the coaches. So yeah. There's a lot of emotion.

Timothee: Do you know the number of games you played for Lyon? [Henry exhales] Roughly?

Henry: 360?

Timothee: There are six too many, 354.

Henry: 354, yeah.

Timothee: You're third behind Wendie [Renard] and Eugenie [Le Sommer].

Henry: Yeah.

Timothee: It shows the extent you wore this jersey, the extent to which you made your mark in this history of this club.

Henry: I don't know if I made history. But in any case I was here for a long time. 350 games, sorry, 354 games, it went quickly. But things definitely happened. And yeah it hasn't really sunk in for me. I think it will only sink for me later. But yeah. Between the Champions League, all the Coupe de France, the leagues.. There was a lot of things.

Timothee: Well, unfortunately the last time we saw you on the field, I think a lot of people were afraid after they saw the images. Me included, you included as well I imagine. Is everything better now?

Henry: Yeah, the knee is healed, everything is good. [Note that Le Progres had reported that Henry was fit to play the last games of the season but refused to do so because she didn't want to risk injuring herself before the transfer to Angel City]. I can play again, no worries. It's true that I was more scared than anything else. But that's also part of your career as a player.

Timothee: That's good to hear. It doesn't happen often so I guess we'll take it. When you came here as a 17-year-old, did you expect you would only leave 16 years later, with more than 350 games played and I think 30 trophies if my maths is correct.

Henry: No. No, I didn't imagine that would happen at all. When I arrived, I remember I came here for the first time with my parents, I had just left Clairefontaine [French national football academy]. And actually I cried. I was crying and my parents were like "why?" And I was like, "well this means I am never coming home." And I think that's when I understood that Lyon would become my life. I didn't think it would be 16 years though. 16 years is a lifetime, if we're being honest. And now I think I am going to cry because I'm leaving. But - [Henry's voice cracks]

Timothee: It's half your life, exactly.

Henry: [voice cracking] Yeah. Yeah, that's huge.

Timothee: It's huge when we look at how the story got to this point. There are so many clips of wins, so many clips of happiness. It's pretty exceptional. I imagine you realize that.

Henry: No, I don't think I've really let it sink it, because I'm still involved in it. I think it will be once my career is over, when I've retired, that I will be like "it's true, we've experienced so much together, all the players, these exceptional teams." [Henry's voice cracks again] And the Champions Leagues, obviously. The first one we won together. And as you said, there was an enormous amount of sacrifices, but yeah, it was all worth it, because - yeah. Beyond the trophies, it's about emotions. Those will stay with you.

Timothee: That first Champions League, the first one Lyon won. Can you tell us about it? When we talk to players about it, they all say that that one was special. If I remember correctly, the previous year, it was complicated for you.

Henry: Yeah, I missed the penalty. If I had scored we would have won.

Timothee: And then that happened.

Henry: And then we won. And when you win it for the first time, it's exceptional. I remember it was at Fulham. When we scored, the celebrations after. All the players, all the staff. Yeah. The Board of Directors were there, the employees. It was a moment of glory.

Timothee: In reality you had a pretty symbolic career in women's football. You experienced it all. You experienced the beginnings when everything was just becoming professional, Lyon's rise as a powerhouse, you were there for that. Well it was in part thanks to you. The media aspect. You saw all that grow.

Henry: Well I remember, when I came as a 17-year-old, we didn't even have our own locker room. We had to go home with our stuff. It wasn't even professional contracts. And then there was the big stadium, everything became professional, there was a massive evolution at Lyon. When I look at when I arrived and now when I'm leaving, a lot of things changed.

Timothee: You were really at the core, everything happened in front of your eyes.

Henry: Yeah, I experienced all that.

Timothee: You witnessed it all. Do you realize that you made history? Well, Olympique Lyonnais Feminin made history. But you as well. You're part of the names written in the history books.

Henry: I don't know. I hope Lyon won't forget me, because I will remember everything I experienced. After, we're all just anecdotes. But I think our names will be in the history books because we were first players at Lyon to have won the Champions League, and won so many trophies. And I don't know - well I hope I made a good lasting impression.

Timothee: I don't think Lyon will forget you. It's important to highlight it wasn't always smooth sailing, and there was a severe knee injury early on which could have ended your career. It's a story you've told before, but it's important to remember it's something you had to go through.

Henry: Yeah. When I came to Lyon, they detected a cartilage problem in knee in the first year I was there. I had to be operated on. And when I met the surgeon, he said that the operation wasn't standard and that I might never be able to play professional football again. And maybe that's what motivated me, because I got it in my head that if you want to do something, your body will follow. But it wasn't easy, that's for sure. It was a roll of the dice. Either I came back or I wouldn't be able to play again.

Timothee: Do you think that's what forged your mentality, the one we know you for?

Henry: Oh yeah. That's for sure, because if you say I'm not going to play football again, you're taking away my reason for living. It was everything to me. I was living, breathing football. And yeah that shapes you, because you know you're so close to not be able to play football again. In those difficult moments you just have to say to yourself there are worse things in life, and that you haven't done all this for nothing.

Timothee: And exactly, that mental strength that you have, it's what makes you stand out. It allowed you to have some exceptional performances, with always that will to win and that ability to basically play at any position. It can't always be easy as a player, because you're the one that has to bail the team out, but you're also in a team, and that's really valuable. It's so important to have players like that.

Henry: Yeah, it's true that I have played a lot of different positions. But after, it was to help out the team so I was happy to do it. And after, it's also the Lyon DNA. You do what it takes to win. You can ask any player who has been here, you can tell there are moral values that have been passed on. That desire to win is so engrained in you, even for the smallest thing, the smallest thing in practice, the smallest practice game, you have to want to win. And that's what the Lyon DNA is.

Timothee: And what would you makes you able to play basically any position?

Henry: No, I can help out, but - I mean, I tried. I think that when you like football, you learn to adapt. And I was well surrounded as well. I had good teammates, good coaches who gave me confidence.

Timothee: You're also a player who shows up in big games. I remember the games last year, the double confrontation against PSG in the Champions League. You just show up in big games. How do you explain that ability to step up in the big games?

Henry: Because you have to push yourself. When you're playing the big games, you're often in the big stadiums, the pitch is perfect. There's everything in place to play a big game. So that's it. It's simple really, when I leave the hotel and we're heading towards the stadium, even in the bus, that's where I think everything comes into play. During the trip, my heart starts racing, you're feeling all the emotions, and then you go into automatic pilot. And that's why I like football, it's for the big games.

Timothee: The more important the game, the stronger the emotions. In reality it changes you.

Henry: Yeah, exactly. That's it. It's - yeah.

Timothee: And of course, the perfect example of that is the final [against Barcelona].

Henry: Yeah, that.

Timothee: And that unbelievable goal. I went crazy over that goal. Can you tell us about it?

Henry: Actually, as soon as I won the ball I knew I was going to shoot. I said to myself, take the shot, just take the shot. If it goes wide then it goes wide, if it goes in then even better. And when I scored, I remember that the families were seated on the other side, so I wanted to run over there, but it was too far, and the players were stopped me halfway. And I just let it all out, because the season had been so hard mentally because of all the injuries the team had been subjected to, and all that. And for me personally as well it had been hard [Henry had had to play CB which she hates, being left out the French National Team, etc]. And I just let it all out. And I'll be honest, for the next 5-10 minutes I found it so hard to get back into the game. And I really had just let everything out on that goal. Everything was let out all at once. And it was just the accumulation of everything. And then it was Barcelona, everyone was saying they were favorites, everyone was saying Lyon was finished, etc. So yeah. I let everything out when I took that shot.

Timothee: I understand. It explains the power, you really put everything into it.

Henry: Yeah. Everything was there. It's something you only see in your dreams. You're in the final of the Champions League against Barcelona and you take a shot like that. I didn't really believe it myself.

Timothee: What are the moments that stand out for you in your time at Lyon?

Henry: Well first of all when I first signed with Lyon when I was 17. It was such a huge moment for me, I was going to play with the best players in France, even in the world. I was playing next to Camille Abily, Louisa Necib, there were a lot of big names. So I couldn't believe it. So I said to myself, this is where it begins. And then there was the first Champions League final that we won. That was a really big moment. After, I'm not sure I'm really allowed to say this, but the celebrations at Saint-Tropez, with the players. (#DrunkOL). And then all the league trophies, the moments shared with the players in the locker room, the trips. There's a lot of things.

Timothee: It's interesting how the group evolves but there is something that stays year after year. The team changes and evolves, new players come in, but the integration seems to really work. It works because we feel each year that the group is special, that each win is special, and it's also a team win.

Henry: Yeah, it's because I don't think that people realize there are enormous sacrifices during the season. It's long, it's so long. You often have lingering injuries, loss of confidence. Sometimes it's this player, something it's that one. And sometimes it's like a family, because we're together sometimes 14 hours a day. We see each other more than our families. So you have to have solidarity. And if we want to win, if we want to continue winning, that DNA has to be passed on. All the groups we've had, that's why they've been successful, the Lyon DNA.

Timothee: And each year you have new players who are integrated. Last year it was Lindsey [Horan], whom you already knew really well. It must have been nice to have her here. And you maybe already knew it, but she came in, we saw her play some excellent games from the beginning, but you already knew she could do that.

Henry: Yeah, I played with her in Portland. I already knew she was a great person, so that's important, and a superb player as well. So I wasn't surprised to see her shine.

Timothee: What can you tell us about your future? You already mentioned the next club. What is the future going to look like for you?

Henry: Yeah, so I signed with Los Angeles [Angel City]. In the short term, there's the World Cup coming up. I hope to be a part of it. So that's the short term. After -

Timothee: It would be nice to be a part of it.

Henry: For sure. After everything I went through as well. Winning it would be nice as well.

Timothee: While we're at it.

Henry: Yeah. There's Los Angeles [Angel City], which I want to commit to as well. It will allow me to prepare myself for after I retire, bring my English back and get all that in order. And I hope to become a mother in the next few years as well.

Timothee: You already an American adventure when you were in Portland. You liked it enough to return.

Henry: Yeah. Beyond the football, it was a superb experience, you learn so much, a new culture, a new way of working. And then the US - well, it's Los Angeles, so I think it'll be a nice place.

Timothee: On a personal level, it's a big thing as well. That's football as well. And Lyon was that as well, somewhere where you experienced so much as a person. So there's a part of you that's looking for some more. But I imagine that it's important in sports to also have the personal element.

Henry: Yeah. For me it's almost fundamental. If you win a trophy but you don't feel anything, something's wrong. As I was telling you earlier, it's what you remember. And in Los Angeles [Angel City], it's a club that's starting to evolve, it's barely two years old, their history is only beginning to be written. So I hope I can contribute to it.

Timothee: And bring all of your experience, and your knowledge of how to win.

Henry: I hope so.

Timothee: Is there anything you'd like to add? Something you'd like to say before we wrap up?

Henry: [voice cracks] I would like to say thank you. Thank you to all my teammates, all the staff members, everyone who has supported me, who encouraged me, who allowed me to be here today. [Henry starts crying] And thank you to Lyon, really. The Lyon family. And I hope to be back one day. That's it.

Timothee: Well we're far from being able to forget you. And I think that for everyone who has followed Lyon, it's up to us to say thank you. Thank you for everything you have done for the club, Amandine.

Henry: Thank you.

#all good love stories start in the rain #amandine henry

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sainztander · 1 year

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Thank you for your answer!

That you think that it won't be as bad as I think in 2023 gives me some hope!

Yeah the Horner rumours nearly took me out. Sure he will leave his team that is working for us...

I just hope Binotto is ok. It must be really hard to leave the environment that you have grown professionally for so many years, where he is still highly praised by his colleagues because the big bosses don't trust you.

Totally agree regarding Vasseur, I think about Gio's last season with them and my blood boils but we know people like to forget actual facts to fit their narratives.

And your last sentence is what worries me the most. If all goes to shit, the team will not only lose the opportunity to win but also the people that are supposed to bring Ferrari back to it's greater days.

I guess we will have to wait and read thousand more rumours until we get more official news and then pray it somehow works.

Yeah I was just talking about it with my brother and he said it best: if he resigned now, it either means the car development is done already or. they have no idea what to do. Me, being an optimistic delulu, choose to believe the first option where everything will be alright because Binotto left us with a rocketship 😁

It is pretty sad tbh. Like it was his team!! He's been with them for almost 30 years!! And for it to end like this...... I mean, he will be alright, every team will make offers now. But still...

We still don't know about Vasseur but like SORRY if I'd rather keep Binotto instead of the TP of a team that made a total of 4 (FOUR) points in 13 (THIRTEEN) races ! The same TP who already had rows with an FDA driver (who's also Ferrari's third driver !) !

Yeah well, whatever, now it's done, it is what it is. It's not the first time a team ever changed TPs, it's not like it's actually a catastrophe... But you know. Could have done better wit less drama and more stability. Could have done better if I knew I could trust John Elkann too 😔 Of course I hope it will all be sorted out in the best way..... So let's see 🤞

#thank you anon <3 #asks

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mysteriesofmarcy · 8 months

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#4: True Colors

No, it's not #1 in my opinion. Not so much because of anything bad here, but just that there were three episodes I personally liked more.

This episode had more twists than a whole bag of licorice. We'll have to go through the three parts separately:

First, the beginning.

Where most of the group still thinks they're all about to go to earth, Marcy still thinks redacted and Sasha and Grime still think they're about to take over Amphibia.

So so far, it appears to be a pretty quick finale. The gang brings the box to Andrias, he activates it, Anne, Sasha and Marcy enter the resulting portal, and all's well that ends well. And, bonus! they can visit anytime as long as they have the box! The Amphibians can get a "taste" of earth too!

One thing I love about the beginning is Polly's itchy butt. Yeah, that's probably a brand new sentence. It wasn't until well afterwards, when I was on like my third or fourth rewatch, that it FINALLY clicked what that was all about. I REALLY like when the foreshadowing is that subtle.

And as I was writing this post, I went, Wait a minute. We have an even MORE subtle foreshadowing moment here. "For Joe's sake, no one else is allowed to join our party." Why would you say that, Marcy? I mean if you were planning to bring Joe to the next world I guess, but really. Should have known.

Next, the rebellion.

Where Sasha and Grime show their True Colors, when they want to imprison Andrias and take over Amphibia (and don't care about Anne and Marcy), Anne wants to free Andrias because she thinks she's about to go home, and Marcy wants to free Andrias because she thinks redacted.

This is what the episode was hyped up to be. This would be the final battle for the fate of Amphibia. Sure, Andrias's "lord" was still there, but Andrias was going to return and wipe the floor with Sasha and Grime. Right?

OH.

Oh. Oh boy. Now as Grime put it, "It's a really good thing we stopped him."

But we can't be rooting for the Toad Rebellion, right? Sasha and Grime's leadership is going to have everyone BEGGING for their benevolent king to return, right?

And then as Sasha puts it, "Oh no!"

And last, the ending.

Andrias is back. That creepy mural of him means he's up to something. But for now, he is going to crush the Toad Army. Newtopia is saved... for now.

Unfortunately we would soon see everybody's True Colors come out. Marcy went on the epic box charging quest with Anne and the Plantars because she thought Andrias was about to take them to other worlds. And she sent the gang to Amphibia, maybe not quite on purpose, but she was wishing for an escape. Andrias had no intention of ever sending Marcy to other worlds or sending Anne back to earth. Instead his plan was to destroy Amphibia and take over and destroy earth all along.

It all led up to this climactic final showdown where the fate of two worlds hung in the balance. This is it, right? Andrias is going down, right?

Drop

Sprig isn't going to die. Not today. He can't. He won't. He's the second-best character in the show behind Marcy.

Oh phew. He's OK!

Wait a minute. If I had a nickel for every Amphibia season finale in which the antagonist tries to drop a Plantar to his death right in front of everybody, and Anne's best friend nearly falls to their death despite her best efforts, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice, right?

But no matter. The girls are going to stop Andrias and flee to earth while they still can. Anne can still power up, right?

Stab

Wait. They're not gonna kill Marcy. The fan darling? Kill her off after only half a season with her? No way!

But we have no time to worry about that now. The Plantars have to escape to earth. (And no, I didn't say "Anne and the Plantars" because Anne IS a Plantar. So it would be redundant.)

The very end came a bit out of left field, in that they landed on top of a car on the freeway. A bit weird too that a car was stopped on the freeway, but I guess that's probably normal for LA? I wouldn't know, I've never been, but the creators sure have.

And then, all the questions popped up. Is Marcy OK? What happened to Sasha? Is Andrias going to take over all of Amphibia now? Is he going to eventually take over earth? How is Anne going to explain all this to her parents? And most importantly, what silly fun shenanigans will the Plantars get up to on earth?

GREAT episode. One of the best. It just kept on throwing curveballs and never let up.

#amphibia #top ten tuesday #true colors

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knowlessman · 10 months

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bnha s4e1-5

(recap) "even if I don't have a Quirk, can I become a hero?" well, yes and no

new OP, huh. I never figured out who it was in the beginning of the last one with the teeth and the goggles : | probably a character introduced last season I didn't recognize, I guess

"the editor doesn't look as pretty when she's mad" we interrupt your regularly-scheduled superhero show for a crossover with Aggretsuko, apparently

…that was a whole episode, huh. eh, whatever

I expect we'll be finding out who this tiefling-looking kid is this season

"organized crime? how's he different from us?" he's organized.

: | o-kay, that's one… questionably-portrayed genderqueer character totaled

Present Mic can be eradicated from the script as well, he's not much less annoying than Mineta. at least Endeavor is part of a story.

togata: "so, what kind of hero do you want to be?" deku: points across the table at all might (he didn't but tbh I'm slightly surprised they didn't do that) -- "the very best like no one ever was" is a weird answer, but I guess it's an answer

(nighteye's… tickle machine) …uh. nighteye for weewoo tier I'm thinking

…wait so deku can just… do that. scrunch his face up and look like all might. I thought the first time they did this, it was just to show that he was mimicking his voice

karate kid nonsense, then -- if he has future sight but no physical enhancement powers, idk if he should be able to keep up with midoriya to this extent. heck, there are cards in mtg that make your opponent play with their hand revealed, but they hardly ever see play because that only does so much

we've had an entire cast-recap episode and are four seasons in, subtitlers, idk why you keep putting people's names and quirks at the top of the screen. I'm having a hard enough time reading the ones at the bottom since they keep putting white backgrounds and stuff at the bottom of the screen and the borders on the white text are so damn thin

hm. I've very vaguely heard of this Hawks guy. : | nothing specific, just bad vibes

it's good that you're trying to practice talking to your peers, todoroki, but maybe you'll make better progress talking to someone other than bakugo. well, I guess at least you're not hanging out with mineta

they keep calling overhaul number two, but who does he work for? -- also why's he complain about places smelling when he's got that big honkin mask on? damn thing doesn't filter anything out? just an enormous, cumbersome-looking decoration?

ohey, it's the tiefling kid

togata sure wears a lot of costume for a guy with a nudist power. gotta be a pain in the ass getting that cape and that mask back on

"I only have to save a million people, not everybody" wtf does that mean. maybe it's supposed to be like a might guy kinda thing? pick an arbitrarily-high number that just means "more?"

hm. the plague doctor mask is a bit goofy, but I don't hate the coat. kind of a vulturish look

"your hood came off again. maybe the sizing's off?" and I swear you're gonna get a third nostril one day with that pointy mask thingy you never use, deku. -- …knowing when not to say things is a survival skill. in fairness, one that's hard to learn sometimes. really tho, deku cannot stop saying only the darnedest of things to only the darnedest of people -- "it looks like you won't let this go, so would you kindly follow me into this amb - I mean alley?"

"he showed his killing intent -" me: "IS IT SATSUI" listens "I KNOW TWO-ISH COOL JAPANESE WORDS"

why would all might owe it to deku to tell him about all of the candidates he'd considered? : / just seems kind of irrelevant to me; if anything, arrogant of deku to think he's entitled to that. like, maybe it could be useful to him now to know what's expected of him, but there's no reason all might needed to tell him beforehand, or at any specific time. also, I think all might could be forgiven for worrying that knowing what made him choose deku could lead to deku getting a big head about it. -- …unless it turned out to just be flat-out luck, I guess

"all might's going to die" y'all said that Foresight thingy can only see an hour into the future. -- "six or seven years" bullshit, he was just making an educated guess based on the obvious

ohey, kaiju fight -- oh, so a dude with kaijufication powers and no name can keep his pants on just fine, but when it's a named character who gets more than ten seconds of screentime, it's "unrealistic." or is it that some quirks are magically clothes-friendly, and it just so happens that none of them are on named characters? (actually wait, Mt Lady has that same power. guess kaiju powers are exempt)

Handface dint bring his handler. Can't see this business meeting going well.

hm. gorillaz boy is kinda-not-really Beast Boy. neat.

hm. it's that one x-men plot with the bald kid. from the way they're talking about it tho, it's temporary this time. "I perfected his methods…" science? maybe not even quirk-based?

…dang. I can't even think of what work's monster Kirishima looks like here.

post-credits scenes with plot in 'em. hate 'em. dangit, marvel.

#knowless watches bnha

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Who says science isn't exciting? A RNM science meta, part 1

Edit: I have created a spreadsheet, to make easier to navigate all the science!

Have you ever wondered, as you were watching this amazing little alien show, what the science was all about? What all the complicated scientific terms meant? Whether or not the writers researched what was going on? Well I have, and this essay might be for you! And don't worry, even if you know nothing about science, I will try to make it as clear as possible!

I am going (or at least attempt) to break down the science episode by episode, so buckle your seatbelts, sit down comfortably, and don't forget to get snacks and water. Bear with me, this is rather quite long, but I tried to be as precise as I could (and if anything isn't clear, please let me know so I can elaborate, I am very passionate when it comes to science...)

(This was not the original meta I was planning, but during my rewatch of season 3, I couldn’t help but get really interested in the science used in the show. Disclaimer, I am a maths major and my knowledge of biology is very very limited. That being said, I am a huge nerd, and decided to break down the science used in the show for fun. Yes, I need new hobbies. Oh, and English isn’t my first language so apologies in advance. Okay, now let’s jump into my favourite subject: science!)

For the purpose of my sanity, I will not dive into the aliens powers and how they work, but instead into the real-life science from the show.

This is the first part, that covers the first season. Here are the second and third parts.

If you want me to send you my sources, I can totally do that, but a lot of the papers I've read were only accessible through my university library. If I've missed anything, or if I wasn't clear, please let me know so I can modify it.

Okay, now, take a deep breath, and here we go!

(gif by the amazing @a1kitkat, and meta written for day 5 of @rnmmarchformeta. Massive thanks to @saadiestuff for her amazing transcripts)

1x01:

The first element of science is one which lays at the foundation of the show: we are not alone in the universe. This question is as old as mankind, and has faced quite a few debates, so I won’t really dive deeply into it, especially since in this show aliens are clearly considered reality. However, from a physical, astronomical and biological point of vue, we are indeed not alone in the universe. As of today, we know the existence of at least 3850 planets around other stars and it is statistically near impossible that Earth is the only one that can harbour life. And just like Alex, I believe in statistics. (I could happily elaborate on that subject, but since rnm takes the existence of aliens as granted, this might be for another day)

Then, at the high school reunion, Alex mentions "phenyl-2-propanone". Now, chemistry was not my strong suit in high school, so I had to do some rather extensive research, and I could still be very wrong. Phenyl-2-propanone, more commonly known as "phenylacetone", is a colorless oil that is soluble in organic solvants. In the United States, it is considered a level II controlled substance (basically it's not illegal, but it's use is controlled). It is created in the human body during effort (albeit in very low quantity), namely in the creation of amphetamine and methamphetamine (which can also be fabricated artificially). Amphetamine is a central nervous system stimulant that causes euphoria and improves cognitive control, while also increasing muscle strength. As a drug, it is prescribed for the treatment of ADHD, but is also a recreational drug that can lead to addiction and psychosis. Methamphetamine is a similar drug (where the name meth comes from), at a higher risk. (Once again, this show does not treat on drugs, so I won't elaborate, but I'll happily share my research with those interested :))

Michael responds that it's not P2P. Since I am not an expert, I can only speculate, but my guess is that the chemical that was found is in fact 2-Phenyl-2-Propanone, which is very similar to Phenyl-2-Propanone, with the exception that it has 2 atoms of hydrogen. This means that the ways to detect both chemicals are very very similar. 2-Phenyl-2-Propanone can be used in cosmetics (such as shampoo or soap) or cleaning products. This is where my hypothesis comes into play: acetone. We know that the aliens drink acetone, that it's like a painkiller for them. But what if it was more than that? What if pieces of alien tech had the same component as acetone (namely 2-Phenyl-2-Propanone)? We know that Michael had pieces of tech in his trailer, that he had managed to extract some of the fluids from the pods. It would only make sense that traces of 2-Phenyl-2-Propanone would still be around his airstream, and why Alex's engineers assumed it was meth (possibly from the concentration of it, which is higher in meth than in nail dissolvant for instance).

1x02:

Liz mentions her research to Max: vascular regeneration. In short, Liz's research is about restoring normal vascular functions, and the growth of new blood vessels. (I will go further into Liz's research later on, as the show dives deeper into it)

1x03:

"Chronic low-level anxiety keeps the hypothalamic pituitary adrenal axis activated." This is what Liz says when she starts her experiment on Max. Lots of complicated scientific words. Let's break them down, shall we? Chronic low-level anxiety: chronic means persisting for a long time or constantly recurring. Anxiety is a feeling of unease such as worry or fear. The hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal axis (HPA) is a set of direct influences and feedback interactions between the hypothalamus (a part of the brain that controls body temperature, hunger, thirst, fatigue, and sleep), the pituitary gland (a gland the size of a pea that produces hormones which in turn regulate the growth of the human body, blood pressure, energy management, the sex organs, the thyroid glands, and some aspects of pregnancy, childbirth and breastfeeding, as well as the water/salt concentration in the kidneys and pain relief) and the adrenal glands (that produce adrenaline, and regulate the metabolism and the immune system).

Basically, what Liz is saying, is that chronic anxiety (when it is not at a worryingly high level) keeps the (human) body regulated, as it supposed to be. So, the fact that Max seems to be extra stressed would shift his hormone levels, leading to his body not being normally regulated -- i.e. raised body temperature, fits of anger, higher blood pressure, extra adrenaline, etc. All of which are symptoms Max seems to be having following Liz's resurrection.

Then, Max explains the effects that acetone has on them. Since this is all hand-wave science (not criticising, hand-wave science is really cool in science fiction), I won't really detail on that. Just remember kids, drinking acetone isn't good for your health!

Liz mentions animals and plants releasing electricity as a defense mechanism. This is a real fact (so cool, right?!), for instance, the electric eel can generate their own electricity. We call animals who generate electricity "electrogenic animals", and those who can detect electricity "electroreceptive". Most animals are electroreceptive, like the platypus, bees, sharks, dolphins, some types of bacteria, yeast, etc. And as for electrogenic animals, there are about 350 species of fish that can generate electric rays, which can be useful in the deep ocean as it is usually very dark. They also use it to attack their preys. The most fascinating part here is that electrogenic fishes range from a power of 1V to 860V (for reference, an AA battery generates 1.5V). The electric eel can produce rays of 860V, which as you can imagine, is pretty deadly for a human, but of course, the eel does not electrocute itself, as that might be quite inconvenient. (And now I can't stop thinking about Max hanging out with an eel...)

And as for plants, scientists have discovered that some trees can, with one single leaf, produce over 150V! (I am going off topic, but as I said above, I am really fascinated by cool science facts, and I will happily elaborate in another post, but for now, back to aliens!)

We can also try to explain how Max's powers work, based on a comparison with the eels. First, let's recall the fact that electricity is what makes our body work: the brain sends electric shocks (like orders basically) through the nervous system. Now, the eel behaves very similarly, except it can do something we can't: concentrate the electricity to one single spot. Then, Max would theoretically behave like an eel, by shifting the electricity coursing through his body in, say, his hands. But then, on a more morbid note, we can ask ourselves, if he could potentially direct the electricity in someone else. Is this just something that his brain does? (like an eel) Or could he absorb the electricity in someone else? (This is just me hypothesising, since the show barely explains how the alien powers work, or what are their limits. However, I do find the physics behind the powers to be extremely interesting, but this might be for another essay, as I am trying to preserve my sanity)

1x04:

At the hospital, after the blackout, Kyle tells Liz that they are doing "a study on angiogenesis" upstairs. This is strongly related to Liz's field, as angiogenesis is the formation of new blood vessels. It plays a critical role in cancer research as scientists developed "angiogenesis inhibitors", that can block the growth of a tumor (since a tumor needs blood to grow).

After checking Victor (the kid in the hospital), Kyle says that they lost "transcutaneous pacing". Another complicated scientific term. A transcutaneous pacing is a way of pacing a patient's heart during an emergency and stabilising the patient until further care can be admonished, by delivering short electric waves through the patient's body. In this case, since the town had suffered a blackout, the hospital couldn't provide a pacemaker, hence why they used a transcutaneous pacing. But even then, some power is needed, which is why they lost the transcutaneous pacing.

1x05:

Liz mentions more about her research: stem cell research, and vessel regrowth. Stem cells are the body's base cells, all the other cells are generated from the stem cells. This research is a rather controversial field (as Liz mentions), namely since it involves the destruction of human embryos, and that the subject of when life begins is highly controversial -- like the debate on abortion. (More on Liz's research as the shows progresses into it). We do see more on the controversy in 1x10, with the protestors outside the hospital, and later in 2x01 when Liz talks about regenerative medicine.

1x07:

Tw: autopsy, dissection Harlan Manes does the autopsy of an alien, and the term "midline laparotomy" is used. It is a cut that is made on the abdomen of a person (whether for autopsies, dissections, or surgeries). Midline simply means that the cut is in the middle of the abdomen. Usually the cut is made deep and long enough to grant access to the internal organs.

1x08:

Liz talks about the serum she created. "It eliminates the electromagnetic charge around Max's squamous epithelial cells". The epithelium is a type of tissue (along with connective tissue, muscular tissue and nervous tissue). Basically, the epithelium covers the outside of the organs and of the blood vessels through the body. There are three types of epithelial cells, but I will only go into the squamous type, as it is the one mentioned here. Squamous cells can be found on the top layer of skin, in the lungs and around the heart and the blood vessels. These cells filter what passes through the lungs, the heart and the vessels, and secrete a lubrification substance to help with the flow. It is also the most common type of cell found in urine, as the lubricant it secretes travels through the body and ends up in the bladder (though a too large amount could indicate a urine infection or certain types of cancer)

Liz's sentence her confuses me, and sadly I do not know any biology students to help me out. So all I have to rely on are the articles I found online and in the university library. But from what I've read, the squamous epithelial cells do not appear to be carrying an electrical charge (or at least not one that would be significant enough to have massive consequence as it is eliminated). However, there is a kind of epithelial cells (not the squamous type) that does carry an impressive charge of ions, namely the cells that help to our hearing (long story short, we can hear because we have little hairs in our ears that move with the air vibrations of sound, and those hairs send an electric charge to the brain, indicating that we are hearing something). Another kind of epithelial cell that carries a charge is the one that can be found in the retina (once again, by sending info to the brain).

So unless the serum makes aliens somehow deaf or blind, I'm going to assume that this science fact is purely an alien one. (Please bear in mind I am a maths major, and sadly biology was never a field I was good at. All my knowledge comes from reading various articles in the little free time I have, so if this is incorrect, I sincerely apologise)

More Liz science stuff! "We'll occlude the coronary artery of half the mice , reperfuse it..." To occlude (and this may be because English isn't my first language, but I genuinely thought it was 'occult', which is very weird) the coronary artery basically means that we reduce or block the blood flow that goes through one of the coronary arteries (the arteries that bring oxygenated blood to the heart). This then helps to stop a potential heart attach from happening. This can be done by inserting another vessel to bypass the narrow artery and improve the blood flow to the heart.

Basically, this means that half of the mice are close to going into cardiac arrest since there isn't enough oxygenated blood going to the heart, and one way to solve that would be by occluding the coronary artery.

"The serum is attacking her cytoplasm. Her cells are rotting". I think Kyle explains pretty nicely what is going with Isobel's cells, but just so that everyone is on the same boat, the cytoplasm is the gelatinous liquid found inside of a cell. Hence, if the serum attacks the cells from the inside, the cells basically end up like an apple being eaten by a worm from the inside out (not an ideal condition).

More Liz badassness! "I combined synthetic exothermic enzymes and melted my jewelry to create a solution that should manipulate the properties of the membrane". Considering she is talking about an alien pod, the properties of the membrane and the silver factor are all clearly science fiction. But, to focus on the science here, what does "synthetic exothermic enzymes" mean? An enzyme is a protein that acts as a catalyst (a component that accelerates a chemical reaction). Exothermic is a term used in thermodynamics (the dynamics of energy, namely heat, basically) -- it describes a reaction where the system involved (in this case, the enzymes in whatever reaction they found themselves in, possibly the breaching of the pod) releases energy to its surroundings, mostly under the form of heat.

My guess here, is that the exothermic enzymes help breach the pod by releasing heat during the chemical reaction. (Once again, maths major and huge nerd here, not a chemist. But my friend this was a good explanation so I'm just rolling with it).

1x10:

Alex codebreaking! (Also, this is a field I prefer a lot more than biology, so I will try to stay concise and not fangirl over maths) Just like Alex said, let's start with the Fibonacci sequence. The Fibonacci numbers (denoted F_n) form a particular sequence where each number is the sum of the previous two. The first term changes depending on the author (some omit the first two terms and instead start at 1 and 2, other at 1 and 1), but if we start at 0 and 1 we get: 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55, 89, 144, 233, ... In Mathematics, these numbers often appear unexpectedly (trust me, when you least expect it, you end up with a Fibonacci sequence). The nth term of the Fibonacci sequence can be expressed in terms of n and of the golden ratio. The golden ratio is a really cool maths tool, when two quantities have the same ratio as their sum and the largest term (i.e. a and b have a golden ratio if (a+b)/a=a/b, when a>b>0). (This is so cool right?!)

But enough of me going crazy over maths, here Alex is referencing the Fibonacci search sequence, which is a method of searching a searched array using a divide and conquer algorithm. Basically, say we are looking for a F term in the array. We divide the array in 2 and search both halves for F. Then, we divide the half with F into 2 again and search for F. We repeat until we have isolated the F (i.e. we can restrict it to an open neighbourhood with radius arbitrarily small).

In this case, I assume Alex would enter the message Jim left Kyle as entries of the array, then would try to find a "letter" which can be recognised and isolated, and would apply the Fibonacci search sequence until he found a pattern for each symbol, leading to a potential translation. Said like this, it does seem tedious, but in fact, if we start with a knows "letter" or "word" (word would be preferred, less computation time, and a smaller error), here the word being Magoo. (As Kyle said, his dad was not a cryptographer, in the case that he was, Alex still would have been able to use the Fibonacci search sequence, but it would have required more lines of code to check for errors, and potentially another search sequence to help.)

The second algorithm Alex mentions is Shor's algorithm. This algorithm is used to find the prime factors of an integers. We can also apply it to crack public-key cryptographies (which require two keys, a public one that can be known by others, and a private one which is only known by the owner). In this case, Alex would need the decryption key (the public one, which allows to decrypt the crypted message), or at least once again a known word to search through. This algorithm is more complex that the Fibonacci sequence, as it is based on quantum fundamentals, which I haven't yet properly studied (hence why I didn't go as much on a rant as for Fibonacci).

And that's it for season 1 folks! The rest of the "science" is more fiction than reality and as I said at the start, I will not dive into the alien science in the show. For my mental health would not survive it. However, who knows, one day I might try to explain how alien powers work and which laws of physics they follow. But that day is not today.

If I missed anything, or if you feel like anything might be factually incorrect, feel free to send me an ask or a message and I'll correct it. I'll see you again in the second and third parts, until then, don't forget what our queen Liz said: "Who says science isn't exciting?"

Here are part 2 and part 3 if you want to check them out 😊

#rnmmarchformeta2022 #meta #rnm #tw abortion #tw autopsy #tw dissection #tw drugs #tw animal death #long post #rnm meta #roswell new mexico #tell me youre a nerd without saying youre a nerd #thesquidkid #thesquidkid writes #thesquidkid does meta

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I gonna break in this acocunt with me being angry about something that doesn't really matter (very fitting for tumblr if you ask me), this article.

First: "And I’m sorry to open with this, but part of that is due to the age difference between them. Two years is hardly worlds apart (I’m personally working with four), but a 12-year-old boy and a 14-year-old girl are. Especially the way these two are drawn. Not to be too voyeuristic about Y7 cartoons, but Katara has clearly gone through puberty, while Aang hasn’t. There is something just…off, about a sixth grade boy having a full on make-out sesh with a high school girl."

This argument is one of the most stupid ones if you ask me, because it blatantly ignores the culture we have been presented by the show. I can understand why people find this weird, but we have to try not to look at it as if its our society, because its not. In A:tla, specifically the water tribes, 16 is marrying age. Right there, our "age norms" (idk what else to call it) are very different. And there are no divisions between ages in their world like we have with middle and high school. To me, two people are fit to be together based on their maturity, not their age. That's why 45 & 40 is not the same as 15 & 10, or 20 & 15. This is the same for Kataang. They have very similar life experiences and matured together, literally side by side, so a two year ago gap is irrelevant.

Second: "...Katara took on a very maternal role with Aang. Sure, she’s a caretaker and sort of a “mom friend,” but it’s a bit more than that. She served as his literal guardian during the show’s run—there’s just no other way to look at it. By the third episode, she called herself his “family,” and later even went on to role play as his mother to get him out of trouble at school. Aang, meanwhile, was… Well, I wouldn’t say “immature” for his age, […] However, Katara is 14 going on 25, while Aang is just, Aang."

There's a compilation of Katara doing thing with Aang that if someone saw a mother doing with her son they would call it incest:

Katara definitely acts motherly towards Aang, but that is just her nature. She is more than just motherly with him. And some people like to call the check kisses familial (which is kinda weird imo), but we know Katara herself doesnt think that:

"Easy there, big brother" She pushes Sokka away. Not to mention, this was about a scene or two before she kisses Aang on the check.

Calling someone close to you your family does not mean you see them in the same way you see your parents/siblings. And Sokka played Aang's father in that scene, but we aren't sitting here using that as evidence to call him Aang's paternal figure.

Something Aang haters forget (or chose to ignore) is that being lighthearted and goofy does not equal immature. Yes, Aang does some juvenile things, but that shouldn't take away from his growth and maturity.

Third: "In fact, in the last season, Katara was shown to be uncomfortable each time Aang kisses her, and even went as far as to tell him to back off with the romantic stuff in the episode before the finale, because she was confused about how she felt. [*new paragraph*] Yet, in the end, she just trots up and blushes at Aang, than happily makes out with him when he goes for it,"

Katara initiated 2/4 of the kataang kisses (not including the check kisses). The kiss in The Cave of Two Lovers and the kiss in the finale. Yes, she's the one that "goes for it" in the finale (she also initiates the hug). She only pulls away once out of the 3 times we see a kiss end (this would be excluding the kiss in The Cave of Two Lovers). She wasn't confused about her feelings, she didn't want to have to worry about a relationship when they were nearing the end of the war.

Fourth: "The post-canon comics only furthered the lack of exploration of her feelings in this relationship"

Fifth: "[referencing a scene in The Promise in which Katara is jealous of a fanclub being around Aang] "I'm sorry, this amazing, adult communication is blowing me away"

The are both still teenagers, who have zero previous relationship experience. Also, Aang had no ill intentions and Katara recognized it.

Sixth: [refencing Katara's role in The Legend of Korra] "Did Katara want to do anything other than sit in a healing hut and be known for having Aang's kids?"

This is another argument that just pisses me off. You can not use Katara's lifestyle in her 80s (she is 85 in s1) as judgement for her adulthood. It's purely assumption based. Constantly this author assumes that because she is in a relationship with Aang, Katara would drop her whole personality. What? Katara would not and could not be forced to do something or conform to some label and Aang wouldn't let it get to that point either. He would squash any idea that she is just "The Avatar's wife" or "The mother of the Avatar's children" the minute he heard it.

Seven: [comparing Katara's reaction to Aang The Desert to Aang's reaction to Katara in The Southern Raiders] "You'll spend a long time looking for her condescending tones. "Anger won't help, Aang," Katara never said, because she got that he was processing something painful and needed to sort it out himself. This difference in behavior is something that would be really fitting for a twelve year old boy to learn and understand. There's just no indication that he ever did."

Maybe I'm remembering wrong, but I don't remember Aang being condescending towards Katara. He was offering his advice because he knew her and knew that she would regret doing what she thought was right when her judgement was clouded by anger. And guess what. He was right. He never forced anything on her, either. Sure, he was a bit more pushy than he could've been, but in the end he let her go on the trip with no complaints. He even agreed that this was something she had to do.

Eighth: [referencing The Ember Island Players] "When the actor says 'Wait! I thought you were the Avatar's girl', Aang agrees. Katara is his."

You know damn well Aang doesn't see Katara as just his. And she's give him PLENTY of reason to believe that his feelings are reciprocated (which they are).

Ninth: "It's the story of a woman who swallows everything lest the man she's interested in has to learn anything about his behavior that violates her boundaries."

Ha! You said she was interested in him.

But in all seriousness, you mentioned how Katara stood her ground and told Aang that she was confused, but apparently now she's swallowing her feeings.

Tenth: [talks about the cloud babies daddy issues]

I don't disagree with what is said here, for the most part, but I don't think it is a reflection on Aang and Katara's relationship.

Eleventh: "... given what what we got with Kataang, it's completely unsurprising that Aang and Katara's parenthood/adult life was defined by a lack of communication and availability, at least from what we can tell. This also puts Katara's choice to immediately moved to the South Pole once Aang died in perspective; perhaps the city he poured all his energy into, at the cost of his family, held some bitter memories."

Once again with the lack communication. We can't use the early years of their relationship to determine their whole relationship. Also, there wasn't consistently a lack of communication, you just pointed out one time and ran with it.

We don't know at what point Katara moved back to the South Pole, but there are plenty of reasons for Katara to leave Air Temple Island:

a) Her son moving in/or planning to move in with his family.

b) She was no longer needed in the city and thus had no need to stay.

c) She wanted to go back to her native home for comfort after the love of her life died at a relatively early age.

d) The next Avatar was discovered and she came home to train them.

That's all. Thank you for reading my unnecessary rant if you made it this far, and I just want to close out with a few things:

- There were some things in the article that I did not include for the fear of this becoming a novel of me repeating myself.

- I agree with most thing said in the final segment of the the article. Most, not all.

- I appreciate the author for not trying to shove Zutara in just because Kataang wasn't there. That is becoming increasingly uncommon, so it was nice to see.

#kataang #pro kataang #katara #aang #pro katara #pro aang #atla

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TV | Élite: Historias Breves (2021)

Over the course of the week leading up to the release of the show's fourth season on 18 June 2021, Netflix released four instalments of 3-episode Élite short stories, filling in some of the time gap between the last and the upcoming season.

Non-spoiler-free thoughts on the different stories under the cut.

GUZMÁN, CAYE, REBE

I think out of the four shorts, I liked this one best. Probably because it was the most fun with the least amount of (relationship) drama. I also really enjoyed this combination of characters, because if memory serves, they did not generally hang out with each other much. Guzmán had Ander and Polo as well as Lu and later Nadia. Rebe was usually more around Samuel than anyone else. And Cayetana was, of course, with Polo.

Actually, I think this short is where I liked Caye best so far. Her character always annoyed me during the regular episodes and I've never really taken a liking to her, but she was good fun in these three short episodes. I've always liked Rebe, and Guzmán, while not a favourite, I always quite enjoyed watching. The three of them together did make for a great dynamic, I feel.

I really enjoyed them all completely high, each in their own little worlds, and then of course having to deal with the coke situation in that state. So many fantastic comedic beats in this episode. Caye's final acting bit was absolutely brilliant. The girl's a very talented grifter, I have to admit. Although playing on fear is, of course, one of the easier ways. And damn, those coke dealers definitely did not know how to deal with any of this. Two dead kids, coke everywhere, and a blood-covered hysterical girl screaming for her mom? Yeah, I probably would've bounced too at the sight of that, if I were them.

Yeah, I really like this one. I am very curious to see how the events here get picked up on in the upcoming season.

NADIA, GUZMÁN

I liked very much that this was the second short, that we get that tidbit of Guzmán being worried about the relationship in the first short, and then we get to see them in the second.

This short, overall, was very them. Lovely moments, a lot of misunderstandings and miscommunication, but also quite fun. Guzmán and Nadia have a very intriguing relationship, I think. Their story has always been quite fascinating to me. They are from such different worlds and want such different things, but ultimately, they also really do care for each other and want this to work out.

I thought it was interesting that Nadia is the one to break their promise and goes to see Guzmán. I thought it would be the opposite, and he would show up randomly at her sister's wedding. Which, speaking of, I was not entirely sure I liked much. It felt so random, in a way. Unless I am mistaken -- which is possible as I haven't seen any of the previous seasons in a while now -- we have never heard about a third Shanaa sibling before, right? So this sudden appearance of a sister and the fact that she was getting married, felt very random and, well, sudden to me. But I guess we'll see how it shakes out over the whole of the season.

Overall, I did quite like this short, too. Guzmán trying his best to give Nadia an average date (loved that the blanket was a stained tablecloth. A+ for effort, Guzmán) was absolutely hilarious. And I really loved the phone call toward the end. They're a mess in person, but on the phone they are great. That was a very lovely moment.

OMAR, ANDER, ALEXIS

This one's quite depressing, huh. However, I did very much like that this picks up the mention of Omar and Ander from the first short and tells us what exactly happened.

Alexis is a very interesting character, and I think it gives Ander so much more depth, that we see him care about Alexis so much. I've always really liked Ander, and I thought he was great in this short (Aaron Piper is also just an excellent actor, let's be real).

Of course, we always get our comedic beats, and this, too, had some amazing ones. But largely, this one was a heavy one. Alexis' conversation with Ander in the pool and, especially, the final moment between the two at the hospital carried a lot of weight.

I do wonder how much we'll be seeing of Ander dealing with Alexis' departure during the fourth season, how he handles that goodbye and the knowledge that within two or three months, Alexis will have died.

I quite liked the conversation Omar had with Alexis, about how he behaved while Ander was sick, and how he understands what he is going through now, trying his best to help Alexis, make him happy. I think that will make for a certain solidity in his and Ander's relationship, and how Omar can help him deal with Alexis' departure and certain death.

CARLA, SAMUEL

The woman at the airport may have said that this isn't a Julia Roberts movie, but it very much felt like one. Samu showing up at the airport to stop Carla from leaving (well, not Julia Roberts, but my brain immediately went to LOVE, ACTUALLY), the whole "promise me when I come back you won't be here" bit, the sudden yet inevitable delayed flight, and of course also how the short ends with Carla leaving after all. Big Julia Roberts romcom energy right there.

Samu and Carla were never my favourites, to be honest. I liked Samu especially in scenes with Nano, and then later with Rebe, but I never really cared for his relationship dramas. While I did like Carla especially with Polo during their time with Valerio, I also did not much care for her.

Nevertheless, this short was quite lovely. Although I have to say the airport bit and Carla leaving were probably the parts I enjoyed the most. Samu's meltdown when he thinks Carla has left was also quite good. I do tremendously enjoy the acting in this show. And the language. Spanish is very sexy, even if I don't understand most of it and have to watch it with subtitles.

I wonder if this will be the end of this particular relationship and we get to see both of them move on in the next season, and this short therefore serves to put an actual end to it, or if we will see them together again at some point.

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fayeimara · 3 years

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Meant To Be Series || One For Every Billion

5. Thank Some Gods

You end up in Hyogo for a real hot minute over your winter break, thanks to your cousins Akira and Akari who decided to drag you along when they were forced to visit with their mom and older brother. Being a year older then them and already a seasoned solo traveller, the parents all thought you'd be a great chaperone. Woohoo, yay you.

Truth be told, you love spending time with them and you're really happy to be able to see your aunt and other cousin, their brother Kazuya, that you'd missed over the summer, as well. Although you did have to apologize to Tobio and his family because when you'd promised you would stay with them next, you should have specified you meant next time you were in Miyagi. Not Japan in general. You think they were just taking the piss though.

Oh right, your vulgar new phrases are courtesy of Akira, thank her very much. Spend a few minutes in the twins' company and you end up talking like them, or whatever their west coast academy friends are currently teaching them, at least. Akari has a valley girl phase going and you think Akira is gearing up for a Tarantino-inspired life. Can't see how your family is let that going to happen, but it's not your job to tell him that.

"Y/nnn, did you try this dango!" Akira runs right into you, appearing from the crowd of people on the festive street of the shopping district you're in, and locks her free arm around yours while waving a stick with round balls on it in other other hand.

"No, but I waited 10 minutes standing still in the cold and crowd so you can bet that I will. Half of that is already mine."

"Hmph," She scoffs, "No one told you to stand still and wait around, silly."

You give her an exasperated look, "You literally said, 'stay there a minute, I'm grabbing us some sweets!' and bounced off."

"Okay, okay, chill your roll, girl."

"Not sure that's a saying, girl."

"Maybe not at the snooty east side preps."

"Yo." Akira appears on your other side. "Half that's mine."

"A third. Or none at all." Akari sticks her tongue out at her twin.

He looks over at you and you nod, twisting quickly so you can grab and hold her occupied arm still while he plucks the dango from her hand.

"Hey! Looks like it's none at all!"

"No. Looks like it's half mine, half Y/n's." He bites off one of the chewy balls (okay, we all know how that sounds.. slow your roll, girl) before holding the stick in front of your face so you can grab one too. Oh wow. It is good. Why did you wait so long to try it? So many years wasted without enjoying this sweet texture.

You can see your third cousin approaching, holding onto a tray of steaming drinks, as you chew over your thoughts on the delicious dessert (see what you did there?).

"I got your coffee", he holds the tray between us so I can grab one of the cups with my free hand, but like.. Kazuya, which one is it?

"Kazuuu, they're bullying me!" Akari pouts for sympathy only for Akira to fire back almost before she reaches the last word.

"She bullied me first!"

Instead of responding to either, he rolls his eyes at their bickering but they're only having fun. You've never met siblings that have each other's backs more than these two. You think Kazuya misses it too, having decided to study in Japan and live with his mom who consequently chose to work here, while the other two live with their dad - but really at a boarding school - back on the American west coast.

"Whatever, are you grabbing your drinks or what?"

Akari only smiles at her older brother's deadpan expression, "Which one is my hot chocolate, niichan?"

"Please don't call me that."

"Why not?"

But it's Akira who answers with a snicker, "Because you don't even go here, brat. It's cringy coming from you."

"Shut up, ugly clone."

"That's literally impossible unless you're calling yourself ugly too."

Okay, you're just going to go for the cup closest to you on your left. You pick it up and sip slowly... success. The sweet, warm flavour of your white chocolate mocha slides down your throat.

Kazu is giving you an arch look now, he knows how much you live for coffee but he's still going to say something about it, right? "You know it's already dark out, I don't know how you can drink this stuff so late. Don't you want to get some sleep tonight?"

"Bold of you to assume I need sleep." You smirk at him over the rim of your cup while Akari makes an attempt at snatching the remaining dango back from her brother around you. Please don't make me spill.

"Nah, I just assume you're a robot and this is your regular maintenance or something."

You consider his words before shrugging, nothing too mean that you can call him out on, you guess. "Down the hatch then."

"Sure thing, but I'm not staying up late bingeing your crappy shows with you when you're wired."

"But you'll binge a non-crappy show?"

"Maybe."

Another smile for your favourite cousin of the minute. He did get you coffee, you know. Akari's managed to grab the third sweet off the stick with her mouth like some rabid animal, but it makes sense because the hand not still holding onto you is holding back Akari's arm. They're going to smac-

And they hit the tray that Kazu was only just holding. He somehow manages to grab one of the drinks you assume is his out of it's spot while avoiding the wreckage spill of the other two cups. He didn't even try to hold on to it, which is partly why you're laughing as both twins start simultaneously apologizing and complaining about their spilled drinks.

Kazuya's deadpan expression is actually pretty communicative for the the moment, "I'm not going back for another, this is on you guys."

"Kazu, do you like being mean to us?" They actually ask this at the same time but Kazu's not even phased.

"Yes, I want you to suffer." He's dry as ever.

You chuckle but they're so sweet, most of the time, so you'll make it up for them, "I passed a stall selling hot chocolate, since we don't need to replace my specialty coffee, I can go there to get you some."

"Me too?" Akira asks hopefully.

"Yes, you too, puppy."

He rolls his eyes, trying to adjust his expression back into an uncaring one. It's more natural on his brother currently, but you can definitely see him grow into a more serious demeanour someday.

"I'll come with you while these two stay put." Kazu gives his younger siblings a stern look.

"No need," You wave him off, grabbing the stick with the last piece of dango and handing it to him, "Enjoy this as repayment from us all for making you go all the way back into the mall for our drinks. In the meantime, I'll be right back."

"Hold on, you're going to the one next to the onigiri stand, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Okay, straight there and back in fifteen minutes or I'll come find you. And if I have to worry, I won't be happy."

"Okay niisan." You roll your eyes with your sarcastic tone. Older brothers. No wonder he and your brother Raiden get along so well, they're under some misassumption that their younger siblings just can't help getting into trouble, as if you all only live to annoy them. And he was doing so well as your favourite cousin for the time being.

You stroll away from the benches you were waiting at by the end of the street where the outdoor stalls meet the main street shopping mall and melt back into the crowd. This festival really is something, so brightly lit with pretty twinkling lights strung up everywhere and curled around any available post like glowing, warm yellow vines. You absolutely love the vibe but you know you're on a time crunch.

You notice the onigiri stand just ahead of the drink stall and debate for a quick second before stopping in the surprisingly short line up. A piece each of sweet dessert does not a stomach fill. Unfortunately, just as you take a sip of your coffee, someone bumps into you from behind, causing it to spill over your lips and dribble down your chin but you adjust enough in time, holding the cup out and away from you, so that you're not covered in any more than that and the little bit on your hand.

You hate wet clothing with a passion, especially when it's cold outside and it clings to you with that awful chilly, sticky feel. Not so bad when it's on your coat, but on principle, that's just as unpleasant if you run the cuff of your sleeve over it or it get on the collar and then you have the tiniest bit of discomfort right by sensitive skin and that makes it all the more glaring.

You realize the person who bumped into you also reached out to steady you at the same time and is now speaking, "Shit, I'm so sorry."

It's a little quiet but you make out his apology through his thick dialect. Hm, you think that's where the odd changes in Kazu and his mom's speech are coming from, a regional osmosis of accents?

"No worries, it's pretty crowded." You only half turn while you search your pockets for a tissue or napkin, spotting a flash of grey in your peripherals. Then an arm covered in that grey reaches out to hold a napkin in your field of view and you finally look up to see who it belongs too.

And now you're just staring. Hi there, I'd like hear your voice more. Preferably while you stare at his mouth move on his beautiful face. You can't believe he just had his hand on your waist, even if it was just for a split second and over layers of clothes, and you didn't get to appreciate it.

"It's not dirty." He shakes the napkin, you're assuming because he thankfully thought you were thinking that over instead of ogling him.

You chuckle, thinking how you definitely need to send thanks to some divine power on the new year for all the interactions with some serious eye candy these past six months, but out loud you say, "I really need to thank some gods out there, huh?"

What?

He gives you a confused look but you catch yourself and, before he can respond and question your sanity, quickly follow up with, "Or just you. For this. Thank you for the napkin."

"S'alright. Wasn't a big favour, really, just makin' up for my fault bumpin' into ya." You're not sorry he did, though? You can't tell what he's thinking, this guy is a closed book, folks. It's kind of jarring, since you consider yourself exceptional at reading people and acclimating to them.

You finally actually accept the napkin and wipe at your mouth and chin first, then your hand, responding, "At least you didn't make me drop the coffee or we would have had a real problem."

You think he realizes you're teasing because the corner of his mouth actually inches up the tiniest bit. You're not imagining, you swear it on your mocha!

"Coffee this late?"

"It's 11am somewhere."

"Ya wake up at 11am?" What an interesting thought process he has.

"Are you not on winter break? Or do you just assume your typical hours in every conversation no matter what day of the year it is?"

"Huh." You think he sounds thoughtful? Or was it just the word and you're associating it with how you use it..

"That's not an answer, but I'll take that to mean you go the typical route." You smile again because like you said, he's unreadable and you really don't want him to think you're being bitchy. You're really grateful for the napkin. And that face. So... yeah.

You're moving up, thankfully, because you thought you were blessed but this is just turning into what feels like an awkward encounter.

"I like sleepin' in, but sometimes I get too hungry so I'm up when my stomach is."

You look back at him in surprise, obviously because he bothered to continue a seemingly closed conversation, but that quickly turns into amusement and commiseration, "Oh I know! It's mostly coffee for me because not a lot of people bother to make breakfast in my house, but if I smell something delicious cooking, I forget I'm not a morning person."

He does smile fully then and it's beautiful. "Me too, but I'm usually the one doing the cookin'."

"Oh wow, that's dedication. I can respect but never reach that ideal." You hold your hand to your heart in a silly salute but also because he's still smiling and you're trying to tell your unreliable organ to be still. Not too still though, you're enjoying the moment and want to keep living it.

"Eh, I'm used to it."

"Well then, for once, let someone else take care of your food. I'll get your order for you."

"Seriously? It was just a napkin and my fault too.."

"Yeah, no, don't worry about it! Consider it a gift in essence of the festival!"

He doesn't say anything for a moment before, "I was going to try the different flavours. That's a lot."

"No way, that's awesome! I'll do that too, I don't even know what they have available, I just stopped here on a whim on my way there." You indicate the stand next to the one you're almost to the front of with a wave of your hand.

"Ahh.. if ya like, I can suggest some?"

You happily smile at him as you accept, "That would be great, thank you so much."

The two of you step up to the counter together and you listen while he orders. While you both wait for them to place each of your requests, he explains some of the fillings and why they work best depending on personal taste and even situation. You tell him about having just tried dango, sad about having realized you missed out so long, and he actually smiles widely at your exaggerated pained expression but also recommends some other desserts, including which shops to stop at in the city.

It's starting to snow as you two talk, which is not rare but still unusual for this region, but thankfully it's not much longer before you're each handed your containers and move aside. You look over to him and laugh when you realize this guy is already munching on one of the onigiris, your breath puffing out in a small cloud before you. "Which one is it?"

"Fatty tuna." He talks around it with his own little puffy cloud and it's pretty cute actually, instead of the usual cringe when people talk with their mouths full. Oh, the benefits of being good looking. Also, he's tilted his head down ever so slightly so it's almost polite in a perfected way.

"I'm just going to go ahead and assuming you're enjoying it."

He nods while swallowing and then makes some pretty intense eye contact while speaking way too seriously, "Thank you. This is amazing."

You smile, feeling like in the minutes the two of you were conversing, you've gotten a little more comfortable with the minute changes in his expressions. "You're welcome. I'm going to head over to the drink stall now, but it was nice to meet you!"

With a laugh as you walk away, you also add, "And thank you for sharing your knowledge with me, at least I'll know where to feed myself when I'm craving different things this week."

You're turning away as he seems to stand there watching you with some hesitation, but you can't do all the heavy lifting in a conversation when you're on a time limit, so you'll chalk this up to another fun run-in with a cute guy for the books.

You're lucky there's no line up, you're really short on your deadline and your fingers are getting pretty cold along with your coffee, so you pay for the hot chocolate, they pour, and you're back off towards the end of the street where your cousins are waiting.

You can't move too fast given the bag dangling from the wrist of the hand that's also carefully holding the tray of four hot chocolates, but the crowd is also thinning out a little now with the snow. Hopefully, if you're a couple minutes behind the expected time, the diverse and sheer amount of onigiri you have in the bag you're now holding, as well as the new round of warm drinks, will bring you forgiveness.

You finish up the last, cool dregs of your coffee just as you pass by a trash can, making the split decision to quickly reverse so you can toss your cup and free up a hand. As you execute your smooth move and then turn back, you unsurprisingly bump into someone yet again. Not so smooth then, you think, looking up.

It's deja vu and for a split second, you consider that he might actually be a weirdo and followed you, because stopping in your path as an apology drops from your lips is the guy you were only just talking to, same face, same dark hair, even same height... but with a different jacket on.

It takes you all of one more second to notice the small differences like the eye colour, the way the hair naturally parts, and the slightest difference in size, not to mention the more obvious difference in openness and personality literally exuding from this one. He's actually smiling wide right away with no provocation. So not a weirdo who changed his jacket and followed you.

Also, have you ever considered the odds of multiple sets of twins being in pretty much the same place at the same time?

"Oh, there's another one of you, huh?" You're talking again before he even has a chance to respond to your apology, but you guess you feel familiar thanks to your brief encounter with his twin. "That's unfair, don't you think?"

You step around him calling out, "Anyways, sorry about that. Enjoy your night." and walk away, back towards your own set of twins.

Ugh, Kazu's going to kill you. You won't be making it in time, for sure.

Miya Atsumu's POV

Atsumu turns to follow the stunning girl's progress as she moves around him and away, catching her last words but still more interested in her previous statement. 'There's another one of you, huh?'.

People have been confusing him and his twin for as long as they've been alive and only those that know them really well can only sometimes make out the difference.

It's no longer amusing, and actually irritating enough that he and 'Samu have been considering a little aesthetic change some time next year, maybe before their first year of high school.

'Tsumu knows it's his brother without looking when someone walks up to his left side from behind him. What he's surprised by is his first words, "She think you were me? I was talkin' to her a bit at the stall."

When he glances over, he notices 'Samu staring after her as well, with a lot more interest than simple, piqued curiosity. Does he know her?

"No.." He contemplates her words again before sharing with his brother, "She said 'There's another one of you, huh? That's unfair, don't you think?' and then walked away."

He can feel 'Samu looking over at him curiously, "Did ya talk to her?"

Why is he asking? He hasn't even picked up a new onigiri from the open box in his hand. "I just bumped into her. Didn't even say a word. Do ya know her?"

"Like I said, I only just met her." Pausing, 'Samu seems to think it over before adding, "We only talked a few minutes, maybe."

The twins are silent for another couple moments, while the snow continues to drift around them. The girl is long gone, swallowed up by the crowd at this point, but they keep staring at where they last saw her retreating figure, each in their own intrigued thoughts.

Finally, 'Samu's the one who breaks the silence, "Do ya believe in coincidences, 'Tsumu?"

"No, 'Samu, ya know I don't."

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Behind The Scenes!

-Tee was called out in the first thread because he doesn't use emojis often, especially not the half assed ones he used for a scenario like that so... caught slipping lmao (aw he does care about Y/n <3 Maybe more than he should?)

-Y/n was NOT expecting to get called out like that for saying she likes Oikawa when she'd literally just called him her friend... Iwa, you slick wingman ;) <3 He might bully the shit out of Oikawa (to keep him in check though) but he really is his best friend :')

-Ushi says what he means and means what he says lol, yeah, he wasn't really surprised

-Y/n's friends aren't all necessarily happy about this development; they've been aware of her various interactions as they usually are (some more than others) but... they're getting older and, well, all not sharing as much with each other as they once did

-But they're still going to call her out and roast her because they're her best friends lmao who else will? They have to keep her in check too loool

-Oikawa's last reply... <33 Take it how you will :D

-And Shin just dropping in to screenshot his cousin's embarrassing moments, hoping for a dirty delete so he can roast her all over again for the same crime lmao, probably shouldn't have warned her though... whoops

-I HC the Miyas' hair dyeing happening at/around their first year of HS, anyone know any different? It was only Osamu's jacket that was grey in Y/n's peripherals, just a little tease for us all ;)

A/N: Guys, I'm really, really sorry about the Miyas' 'accent'... you might see a couple different attempts in there but I had to edit a lot of what I tried out because it sounded just awful however I was originally trying to write it earlier. If you guys do have any suggestions, I'm very much all hears (and eyes lol - heart eyes specifically because I've seen some write them incredibly well!).

That aside, I hope you all enjoyed this one, I loved writing it so much, it just flowed once I started and I love the Miya twins, each in their own way <33 I've been dying to introduce them and the other 'main' characters but there's definitely going to be a difference in the weight of interactions Y/n has for a while. It's not favoritism, I promise; Y/n's time spent with various characters is just going to be uneven at various points due to the natural progression of her story :') but I plan for it all to even out as we move along the years (:

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a-kookie-with-my-tae · 4 years

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Decalcomania (Part One)

Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x SoundcloudArtist!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Warnings: None. Smut in part two.

Word Count: 3,608

Masterlist. Part Two

Your stomach heaves with laughter as you watch your best friend almost drop the mixing container he was trying to toss around like a seasoned bartender. Almost falling into your drink on the counter, you sit down on the stool before looking back up at the man who put you in this condition. Jimin. He was in far worse condition than you, considering he had a few drinks himself before you had arrived, and you’re now both on your third glass.

Wiping the tears that blur your vision, you attempt to calm yourself. Here you are, sitting in a private bar with your best friend. Your best friend who may or may not be a member of the biggest boy group of our era, BTS.

You stare at him, recalling how you both had met.

You were at a karaoke bar, pretty drunk and Jimin was there to blow off some steam after the weekend of performances. He was in disguise at the time, and your tipsy brain didn’t think anything of it. You don’t remember much before the moment he recognized your voice, though. You were singing some old pop song when you locked eyes with him, recognition in his features even though you didn’t know each other. At least, you didn’t know who he was.

You had recently gained a big following on your SoundCloud account, which made your songs pretty popular. You’ve never shown your face, but you have a pretty distinct voice, which is why you never tend to sing in public. Except for this time.

He said he recognized your voice because one of his bandmates is a fan. He didn’t specify who, and you never asked. You didn’t want to know the rest of them, you didn’t really want to know him. They live a completely different life, and you knew yourself too well to risk acting like a complete idiot and fangirling over them.

Until Jimin asked you to help him finish a song. He loved your work, and was having trouble finishing his. You agreed, and kept in touch ever since then.

Now, three years later, you’ve helped him write many songs, and still haven’t met any of the other members. You fear that if you do, the Chim that you know, and the Park Jimin heart throb will become one person, and for now you’d like to keep them separated.

You’ve explained this to Jimin many times, but even now, especially when he’s drunk like this, he doesn’t quite understand. To be honest, neither do you. But, you won't relent on this subject.

“Y/N-ie…” Jimin sings, hugging me from behind as I sit on the stool. He always gets like this with alcohol, he gets all lovey. But, he hasn’t started doing all the augyo yet, so you know it’s not cut-off time.

“What, Chimmie?” You ask turning your head to face him.

“You listen to our music right?”

There’s that word. Our. You know he doesn’t mean the songs you wrote together, but his band. As much as you try to keep them separate, times like this he forgets.

“Yes, yes I do, Chim.” You smile, deciding to let it go for a night.

“Well, what’s your favorite song from this album?” He says, resting his head on your shoulder.

You think about this for a moment. “Bulletproof: The Eternal is definitely my favorite group one.”

“Why?”

Again, you ponder for a moment, trying to piece your words together carefully.

“It talks about how we aren’t alone. How no matter how big you guys get, or how many stadiums you sell out, the reason you guys have such an impact is because of ARMY. How you love each one of them because they saved you from the dark place you were in, and in return you are going to save them. I love that concept, how even though we don’t meet face to face, we still mean something to one another and affect people’s lives in big and amazing ways.”

“What about solo song?”

You smile knowing he wants you to choose Filter. You had spent many months over video chat and emailing files back and forth to create that song. It was your baby, your proudest creation with him thus far. But, there’s another song that just hits you in ways you can’t explain.

“I can’t pick Filter, Chim, we wrote it. That’s cheating,” you say, laughing.

He just mumbles into your neck. You already know what he asked, even if you can’t understand the words.

“I’d have to pick My Time.”

He picks his head up at this. “Kookie’s song? Why?”

He’s curious as to why you would pick a member you haven’t met over him, you can tell. Chim is always jealous and clingy when he’s drunk, but it’s one of the things you love about him. All platonically, of course. He’s like an older brother to you, and on many occasions has he called you his little sister. You didn't have any siblings, he was the closest you had.

“Are you jealous, Oppa?” You really don’t want to explain the reasoning behind picking that song, so you try to distract him, just as you do every time he mentions Jungkook. You don’t want to admit to him that Jungkook is your bias and every song he sings just makes your insides light up in a way that makes you feel alive. That your heart flutters at the sound of his voice, and the lyrics he sings relate to you in a way you never thought any song except your own could.

“You’re trying to distract me, aren’t you. You only call me Oppa when you’re drunk, sad, or trying to change the subject. That’s only your second glass so I know you’re not drunk, and unless you’re secretly depressed as fuck and good at hiding it, I think your’e trying to change the subject.” he pulls away and turns your stool so you’re facing him. “Why won’t you tell me why you picked Kookie’s song?”

His eyes squint at you while your face flushes with heat.

“I-I…” You look down, trying to think of something.

All this is interrupted by loud knocking at the door.

“Jimin-ssi…..” An all-too-familiar voice sing-songs through the door taht causes your eyes to widen even more with fear. You’d know that voice anywhere.

It belongs to your favorite person in the world, Jungkook.

Okay, that might be an overstatement. But, he is your favorite member of BTS, besides Jimin, of course, but you don’t count Jimin. Jimn is your best firned, someone who is completely separate from the other members due to knowing him very personally for a number of years. Jimin is just, Jimin.

But, as of right now, you are contemplating murder becuase he is opening the door.

“Ya, Kookie! What did I say about calling me that? You’ve known me for how many years and still! The disrespect…” Jimin continues on, but his words fade as you focus on the angelic face before you.. He is ethereal, that’s the only way to put it. His skin has a golden glow, and a smile that lights up the room in your eyes. His light dimples are on show as he laughs at his hyung, eyes crinkling in a comforting way.

Fuck. He’s even more beautiful in person.

“...right, Y?N?” The sound of Jimin mentioning you snaps you out of your daze as Jungkook directs his gaze at you. You subconsciously hold your breath as his eyes widen in surprise. He obviously wasn’t expecting you here, with the way he came in. His face flushes at the realization that there’s someone else, albeit a girl, in Jimin’s room.

“Um, I don’t know. I guess it depends on context.” You try to formulate a proper response, but not knowing what Jimin said made you have to create a vague one. Hoping that his drunk mind won’t notice, you avert you gaze from Jungkook, face flushing with heat.

“Context? He never speaks to me like a friend, Y?N! We’ve known each other for 8 years and you still are so proper! That’s so rude!” Jungkook doesn’t laugh at him this time, attention focused solely on you. This makes you flush even further.

“He’s obviously doing it to get a reaction. He’s teasing you because you’re friends, so it’s not disrespectful, it’s actually kind of funny.” You keep you eyes on the glass at the table, trying not to make eye contact with the hypothetical love of your life.

“Well-”

“I’m sorry, Hyung. I didn’t know you had a girl over. I’ll leave you two alone…” Jungkook starts to trun back toward the door when Jimin starts laughing. But not normal laughter, no. He looks like he’s about to pass out from how funny the idea is.

“Wait… You think that Y/N and I are…? No, oh my God. she’s like my little sister, Kook.”

Jungkook’s freezes and turns around.

“So, you guys aren’t about to fuck?”

This causes you to choke on your drink, making Jimin rush over to you in worry while you have a coughing fit.

“Jungkook, you almost killed her with that foul talk.” He turns to give Jungkook his best pout. “That’s my best friend, you meanie. Plus, Rogue and I would never happen like that. We know too much weird shit about each other.”

Your eyes widen in shock when Jimin lets your stage name slip. Slowly turning toward Jungkook, you meet his gaze, his eyes wider than your own.

Jimin gasps when he realizes what he did.

“Oh, my goodness. Now you’re both gonna be hella nervous. Y/N, did I mention that Jungkook is who introduced me to your music? He’s the reason I recognized you and we started working together. And don’t think that I didn’t figure out who your bias is, little miss ‘My Time’...”

Both of you stay frozen in shock as Jimin rambles on neither moving a muscle as you gaze into each other’s eyes in shock.

Jimin finally gets the hint that you both are no longer listening and looks at you both.

“Shit, you guys both need a drink. You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

This breaks whatever spell the two of you were under and you turn your stool back toward the counter top, downing the rest of your tequila sunrise. Or, whatever weird combination jimin created to try and make it. In your peripheral, you see Jungkook sit in the stool next to you. Not that he had much of a choice. The mini bar only has three stools and you are conveniently sat right in the middle.

Jimin goes back behind the counter to continue mixing whatever monstrosity he was creating before Jungkook knocked.

You sit in silence as Jimin continues to ramble on about whatever things drunk Jimin thinks of. Jungkook is a stone statue next to you, not moving a single muscle een as Jimin sets a drink in front of him. You’re too afraid to say a word and break the deafening silence between the two of you, as you have drowned out Jimin’s words long before.

He listens to your music. He knows who you are, the deepest parts of you, for he has heard your songs, your lyrics, and that fact has you frozen, afraid to say a single word in the possibility that you might say something wrong.

He knows you, but only as Rogue. And why does that fact bother you so much?

“So…” Jungkook tries to break the ice between you two, stll staring at the filled glass in front of him. “You’re Rogue…”

His sentence seems more like a question than a statement, and maybe it is. Maybe the fact hasn’t quite registered in both of your minds that the other is truly sitting right next to them. Maybe that ‘maybe’, is a little more definite.

“Yeah, I guess I am,” is all that you can muster up, speaking in the smallest voice that you ever have. You down the new drink that Jimin has set in front of you, which is somehow even more disgusting than the last, and turn towards where he stands in the middle of the room, apparently doing karaoke now. Surprisingly, even drunk, Jimin still sings like an angel. You smile at your best friend, enjoying his softness while it lasted. He’s usually way too hard on himself, you know that better than anyone, so it’s nice to see him so… free.

“I can’t believe that I’m sitting next to you right now…” You barely make out what he says, probably because he never meant for you to hear it. You turn towards Jungkook, face flushing to match his own once he realizes he said that out loud.

“I should be saying that. You’re the World’s Most Handsome Face of 2019 according to TC Chandler. Not to mention you’re not only South Korea’s, but America’s hot shot. The world literally breathes for you and you’re saying you can’t believe you’re sitting next to me?” You barely register the words you say as they come out of your mouth, the alcohol hitting you more than you thought after downing three glasses in the past five minutes.

His face flushes even more, if possible, as you say this, his mouth resembling a fish as it opens and closes in shock to your words. He looks out at Jimin to avoid your gaze.

“Well, I mean, it doesn’t feel like I’m all that…” He stutters a bit in his nervousness. “To me, it feels like I’m the nervous fan and you’re the big celebrity. And nobody’s ever met you, or even know what you look like. Do you know how it feels to obsess over someone’s music and be the only fan to know who they are?”

He stares dead in your eyes at this last statement, his words rendering you the speechless, stuttering one.

“I just…” You can’t look away from his eyes. They’re like chocolate orbs swirling with warmth and wonder, you could get lost in them forever if you really wanted to.

He looks away, breaking the trance you were in. you turn towards Jimin, thinking that if he’s out of your sight, it’ll be easier to speak with him, pretend he’s not Jeon Jungkook, the boy sweetheart of the world.

“I’ve listened to you for almost two years now,” he begins, still not looking toward you. “You didn’t have a following then, and your music may not have been the most professionally made, but I heard what you were saying, I connected with it. I watched you improve and felt… Well, I felt like I connected with you. That I understood you and you understood me.”

You smile. “That’s the most beautiful thing that I’ve ever heard about my music.” You turn towards Jungkook, staring deeply at him even though he still wasn’t looking at you. “Thank you, Jungkook. Really, I mean it.”

He looks up at you then, smiling back at you. “You’re welcome.”

You’re met by a moment of silence, both of you just staring at each other. The world around you starts to disappear and all you see is him. But, not the Jungkook that you’re used to. This is the real him, not the one you see on television.

‘Ahem.” Jimin breaks you both out of your daze as you jump in your stool. You face towards him, face flushing red once more. “Does this mean you’re gonna steal my co-writer now? Because I really like her.”

Jimin hangs around you, arms draping over you as he pouts at his other best friend. Jungkook’s eyes widen at the information he just recieved.

“Wait, Y/N is your ghost writer? The one helping you that you wouldn’t tell us about?”

“Well, yeah, maybe…” Jimin pouts even more, looking at the floor instead of Jungkook. “She didn’t want to meet you guys, thought she would embarrass herself or something. But, the truth is I didn’t want you guys to meet her either. She’s my best friend, and I didn’t want you guys taking away the little time that I get to spend with her…”

You coo at his cuteness. You know it’s time to cut him off now. Nonetheless, you still place your hands on his arms that are wrapped around your shoulders. “Aw… Chimmy…”

Jungkook’s eyebrows furrow at your skinship. Is he… jealous? No, he’s probably just confused. You scold yourself for even thinking that someone like Jungkook could be jealous of someone else hugging you. You just met the boy, for Christ’s sake.

“We should probably get this one to bed…” You start, bringing Jungkook’s attention to you.

“No…” You hear a whine from Jimin as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. You giggle lightly as his breath tickles your neck.

“Chim, it’s almost 3AM and you have to get up at 8 to start recording, so you need to get to bed.” You’re used to acting like a mom around Jimin when he’s like this. Makes you feel like one, too.

“Fine…” He agrees, but makes no move to let go of you. You try to gain his attention only to hear soft snores next to your ear. You smile as his goofiness. Not tired, my butt.

You turn your gaze back toward Jungkook. “Could you help me with this,” you ask, gesturing toward a sleepy drunk Jimin. He smiles before standing up and wrapping Jimin’s arm over his shoulder then picking him up bridal style. The sight makes you stifle a giggle, bringing a fist to your mouth.

Once You both get Jimin tucked into bed, the room is once again filled with an awkward silence. Your eyes wander everywhere but Jungkook, trying to stop yourself from saying something stupid without Jimin here to save you.

“So… you’re Rogue,” he says, still staring at Jimin’s sleeping form. The music from the karaoke is still running in the background, creating a soothing ambience. You turn towards the machine and unplug it, shrouding the room in silence, other than the sound of each others breathing and Jimin’s soft snores.

“Yeah.”

“And you help him write songs?” Jungkook meets your gaze, eyes brimming with criousity about you.

You pause.

“Yeah.”

At this point, you don’t know if that’s the only word you can remember how to speak, but it sure seems like it.

There is a beat of quiet. No movement, no words. Just the two of you looking at each other. You open your mouth to speak your parting, but Jungkook speaks before you can.

“I know we just met, but can I ask you a favor?”

You pause, questions filling your head as your brows furrow. You don’t have time to respond before Jungkook starts rambling.

“I mean, it’s just that I really like your music. Like, really like your music, and I’m kind of stuck? I don’t know how to phrase it…” He scratches the back of his neck as he bites his lip, looking at the ground. “I released a teaser song a few months ago named Decalcomania. The fans were all so excited for it and, to be honest, so was I. But, after the teaser came out, I couldn’t finish it. It’s like something is missing and I don’t know what.”

You nod your head as you watch him, instantly recognizing the song he is talking about. You have had many ideas for a response song, but you don’t want to tell him that.

“It’s just…” he pauses, pursing his lips before looking into your eyes determinately. “Will you help me finish it?”

Your eyes widen in surprise. Jeon Jungkook just asked you to help him finish the song that you’ve spent months fangirling over? First Jimin, now Jungkook. Who’s next? Billie Eilish?

You honestly had no idea your music could even reach someone like him, someone who seemed so untouchable. And yet, that’s exactly how he feels about you. That you’re unfathomable, unreachable to him.

“Okay,” you say, nodding slightly. “I’ll help you finish it.”

Jimin had surprised you earlier with plane tickets. This weekend was their last batch of concerts before their break back in Korea. Luckily, you’ve studied the language vigorously in your avid listening of kpop, little does he know. But, he wants you to come back to Busan with him so he can show you around Korea during his break. ‘It’s only fair,’ he said once you arrived. ‘You’re showing me around your hometown, so I want to show you around mine.’

You smile at Jungkook. “I’ll be showing Jimin around Savannah this week before the concert, and I’m flying back with him because he wants to show me around Busan.”

You see his eyes widen at your answer.

“I don’t know if you want to work while you’re here, or not. But, I will be in your hometown for the next two months if you want to work together some more then.” You head towards the door, not trusting yourself to be around him anymore. Your face remains serious, but the flush in your face will ultimately give you away if you stay. “I’ll have Jimin give you my number when he wakes up.”

You open the door and pause, looking back at him. “Goodnight, Jungkook. It was nice to meet you. I think we’ll have a good time working together.”

Then, with a smile, you left, leaving a poor, shocked, bunny standing in the middle of Jimin’s suite.

That was three weeks ago.

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aw shiro, my love, don't worry about it!! i only hope you're okay and safe :d please only reply when you're free, and don't feel bad about it!! >:(

my day yesterday was okay, i've just been relaxing, and studying occasionally. went out to explore a nearby town too, it's so pretty there. and much colder (since it's a highlands) of course!! Today was great too. I bought doughnuts (they're amazing?? I love doughnuts), and I had instant ramen, but it was SO spicy I nearly died. (Three bottles of water later, because someone finished all the milk in the household *cough* me *cough*) and I'm still just reeling. Sucks having such low spice tolerance HAHA. I'm listening to some old school hip-hop rn, while typing this out :D how were your two days?

here are some i'll be using to teach english :d and that would honestly be much appreciated, he's getting on my last nerve rn. (I included the first few, what do you think?)

thats such a priceless feeling i so totally agree. you're so precious 🥺🥺 i'm sure they're prouder thank you imagine. you're so dedicated!! i'm sure all that extra research you've done will definitely pay off. it's good that you know what the job is roughly like, so you'll be really prepared when you finally do start it. you know that one scene, in the 2nd season of the great pretender? when the chinese mafia boss emphasizes the importance of a translator in literally everything? (like that book award example) i may be getting the thing muddled up, but i found that so cool. like yeah, a book or speech could be absolutely beautiful, but if everyone can't enjoy it due to it being a different language, it would be such a shame. i just find translators really important. sorry, i'm really dorky haha 🥺🥺

awww but i think your personality type is wonderful. a lot of my favourite characters are intj (they're all so precious istg grrrr) yes!! i was in a tooru brainrot yesterday too 😭😭😭 (saw a bunch of couples on my walk, and I was like "if only Tooru was real grrrr") and yes?? there'd be so much to learn from each and every one of them. dedication from hinata, savage lines from tsukki, kindness from yams/yachi, how to be a dork 101 from atsumu. aaaah 😭😭i'm sorry they're all so wonderful.

No pftttt I totally feel you. I saw some people without masks today and I was like "bro wtf" and just really loudly said "I sure hope everyone starts following the rules so the cases don't increase" because I'm a lil bitch like that xD

awww okay!! I'll definitely keep that in mind. Mayo makes everything better, tbh >.< aww that's understandable! I don't have specific preferences but hearing the phrase "soggy cheese" makes me want to cry somewhere :( I don't like nuts in chocolate. I'm very passionate about that? XD ikr??

I'm surprised too, I usually never pass on murder, but I guess you're just special like that 👉👈 sir I'd get married to you as many times as you'd like 😼 oops sorry for being cheesy, but—you like cheese ;)

I won't ask why, don't worry. Since I kinda feel the same about Malaysia tbh. It's a love hate relationship, I think HAHA but yeah 😣😣 i don't look up to US at all, and it sucks because people generally do. And I'm just like ;-; why (no offense to Americans tho lol)

is that even legal omg they're so chaotic?? XD how cute tho. Angel does stuff like that all the time too, but I'd never know that when I first met her (she has the most perfect exterior, and then when you get to know her; she's the biggest dork) Schools opening on the 20th, I can't wait to see her then :] (I can, however, wait for the exams which are scheduled for the 25th ugh)

peanut butter is indeed yellow, not up for discussion hehe :) here's my favourite hues!! I love gentle, soft hues like these (pastels) , for yellow; I don't have a favourite. they're all wonderful

ahhh no that's so precious of you!! :)) I'm smiling rn.

yeah skdhskdjsk I'M JUST SO GRRR. Whenever someone goes "hey Ari can you ______" and we both respond?? The tension?? In the air?? Bro skdjskks. 😔🤚 You share a name with one of the most precious characters too tho!!;

This is Shiro from Voltron hehe. I love him so much, just like I love you (tho I'm sure we both know I love you more <3)

I share a name with a book character. His name is Aristotle Mendoza, but his crush-turned-boyfriend calls him "Ari" (which has been my nickname since I was 12). Reading it for the first time was the BEST feeling ever. It's also my favourite book, "Aristotle and Dante discover the secrets of the universe".

—Ari :D (no pfttt I love the tag so much. I have my own tag, that's like the best thing ever 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺)

Heyyy I'm so sorry for answering so late!! I know you said not to apologize but..... well hmm no excuse I just feel like apologizing, but either way thank you for your patience!!♡ This is the third time I'm rewriting this, and this time I'm doing this in my notes because fuck it😔

Im glad to hear that!! Highlands are always so pretty. Wish we had those here, but it's only steppe here:( Boring~ ooh, donuts!!! They're really good. I havent much, but I tried them like 3 times and they're so good. I really hope I will get to eat more<3 also WHAT'S THOSE NOODLES' NAME I WANNA KNOW- Are you feeling okay now, though? XD

My days were nice!!! Felt as if I had been hiding three bodies, but I've been feeling better lately. We had online school yesterday so I'm excused from the errands for the half of the day, thankfully. But your messages make me very happy. Though I dont always feel like writing a response (or I get stressed because it doenst save) so very sorry for that😔

Ohh those look so pretty!! I'd totally join to just look at them. The colors are so nice🥺 it looks like one of our olympiad prep slides, though better. I dont have the screenshots sadly😩 Either way I really love the little details like the squiggly thingies or the Ж .... they seem unnecessary but the energy changes a lot without them hehe

I really hope they will be🥺 that'd mean a lot to me. And I'm also really hopeful itll work out. I really don't wanna disappoint my family, which is literally just one person. The less people there are, the more it hurts, you know?

Yeah, that scene meant so much to me!! I dknt remember much, but I was very happy they said something like that, because I've been told being a translator wont work out for me. Now look at me, I'm about to tell them to fuck themselves<3 I was also so surprised to see Laurent know that many languages ..... I aspire to be like him😩 And honestly, I havent though so deep of that but you opened my eyes and now I'm about to float off into the next universe😭 dont apologize though, its very cute!!!♥︎♥︎

Heheh, I guess you're right.. every single anime INTJ is a silent sexy mastermind and I love them . ... YEAH every single time I see a passing couple i cry because I dont have anyone 😡💔 and sometimes when I see people doing something amusing (which includes people failing cuz I'm evil) I just imagine one of the characters doing that and I smile all the way xD Honestly, I'd sell my father on black market for a single day with one of them:( though that may sound like a really low price because his cigarette filled lungs wouldnt cost a lot... I sound like my 7th grade self again I'm so sorry

BAHQHHANEJWJD I HOPE THEY WERE EMBARRASED. I HOPE THEY FELT AWKWARD AND OTHER PEOPLE DID TOO, they deserve it. Like, learn your lesson bitch, it's been a year!

Yeah!!! I love mayo, not to the point where I would gulp it down from the package, but it does make dishes taste good. Same, soggy cheese on itself sounds like a dish served in the ninth circle of hell. You should try nuts in honey!! Like, just straight up dip them in honey. Sounds weird, and it doesnt always taste NEJFJKSKF (depends on the honey)but I think it's worth trying xD Walnuts are the best with honey I think

That was so funny ... TOO FUNNY, I LAUGHED FOR LIKE . 3MINUTES STRAIGHT and I do not laugh when I'm tired. You really are special 😭😭😭😭 cheesy ... HAHRNFJJSF

I'm so sorry for being a bully like that but it's so funny how you left a single U there . Its so mysterious, was it in purpose? Or were you lost in the excitement if messaging me?

I was one of those people, honestly 😭 but mostly because I wasnt aware of its political condition, I guess. Maybe theres more than just politics that's bad about US, but honestly, it has more opportunities than this hellfire. Though now I'm more into Norway and Japan. Really wanna travel there :(

Heheh, yeah, we never really show off to strangers at first. I dont know what exactly I mean by we, but you get my point ♡ Good luck though!! I hope it goes well for you<3

Oh they looks so pretty!! They're really wonderful. Like bubblegum and cotton candy and literally anything sweet... it's so cute !!! And I totally agree, there isnt a bad yellow.

HAHAH, honestly, that reminds me of how there were 4 people with the same name in my class, and whenever the teacher did the attendance thing, they would all stand up. Teachers usually dont say the last names, so we always gotta ask which person they mean if theres more than one person with that name, so yeah.. That happened on accident at first, but then they just did it for trolling xD

OH MY GOD HES SO PRETTY? HES SO PRECIOUS?? HUHHH??? I gotta thank Kuro for this wonderful opportunity of sharing a name with someone like .... him🥺

Oh that's so cool!! Also, he has a boyfriend ... I really need to start reading xD it's so cute though! It sounds like such a good book, I'm glad you share a name with him, hehe!!

I also share my real name with one of the characters in a kids' show, and its SO ugly, I'm in pain. Every time my friends see one of those on TV they go

Which is a pain in the ass, it's so embarrassing...........

Awh, okay!! I'm glad you love it, cuz I do too. Because it's your name.... cuz I love u. That was so lame PLEASEJWJDJSJF I HOPE YOUR DAY WAS GREAT !!! LOVE YOU

#Ari💕#💞💞💝💝💗💖💗💖💕💝💕💝💓💖💗💖💓💖💕💖💞💓💝💕💝💖💓💖💗💖💞💝💕💘💕💘💖💖💗💖💓💖💖💞💖💝💕💘💘💗💝💗💖💓💖💞💖

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ThunderCats Season 2 (My version)

I originally began this fanfic back in 2012, shortly after the first season of the Thundercats reboot was over. It was an effort of mine to grant me some relief over the unfinished story arc and since I have been suffering from Writer’s block and the need to edit and rewrite a few things, it is still something of a WIP. Hope that you still enjoy it anyways though.

Anyhow, here is act three of Episode 1 (episode 27)-

It took a while, but eventually, the Thundercats arrived at the Aresian Mountain range by sunset. However once they were there, they were mildly put off by the giant ram skulls that acted as markers for the main path. One of the skulls even rested on a stone podium that had the following message carved into it-

"Turn back, all who come this way, or be forced to feel the deadly consequences of your failure!"

Cheetara read this message out loud, but while Kit, Kat and Snarf all looked worried, Lion-O showed no signs of fear at all, and instead just said-

"We'll rest here for the night; then we'll start climbing in the morning"

"So what, we're just ignoring these kinds of warnings now?"asked Tygra, as he watched Lion-O start to walk back to the Thundertank

"It said that there would be consequences for failing, but I won't be failing, not this time"

Cheetara heard every word of this, and it only further fueled her growing concern for her king. As he seemed a bit too concerned about not failing. WilyKit shared these feelings of concern and the two of them briefly shared a glance at each other before looking at Lion-O as he went back inside the Thundertank. However, what none of the TCats knew was that the hooded figure from the Bolkin village had followed them and was looking upon them from afar. Her true face remained unseen, but the way she stood implied that she was prepared to do something. What, exactly? Well that remains to be seen.

Anyway, the hours flew by and the Thundercats were all fast asleep in the Thundertank. But as soon as Snarf heard a loud noise coming from the outside; he immediately woke up and headed towards the nearest window to see what was causing all of the noise. He did see the cause, but when he did, the small, lizard-cat creature started to wish that he had not seen anything. A large horde of tall, shadowy creatures was surrounding the Thundertank, and they did not look friendly. Snarf immediately started to panic and went to wake the others, but while he did so, the horde outside began to throw large stones at the Thundertank, while they growled and shouted like members of a primitive tribe.

The Thundercats quickly made their way outside to confront the horde at this point, and when they did, they were surprised to see that these brutes appeared to be little more than much larger and muscular versions of the Bolkin people. They wore tatters instead of rustic clothing, they were as muscular as Addicus at the very most and Kaynar at the very least, and instead of having sheep's heads, they had the heads of curved-horned Rams with long, sharp, pointy teeth. These were the Bull Bolkins.

"Let me guess, the Bull Bolkins, right?" said Lion-O with a slight tint of sarcasm in his voice

That's when the leader of this horde, the tallest and most muscular of all the Bull Bolkins, came up to face the young lion, and said-

"Who wants to know…?"

"Lion-O, Lord of the Thundercats"

"Oh really, well tell me, "Lion-O, Lord of the Thundercats"; did you and your friends simply not see the marker that we put up at the main path or read the warning we carved into the stone over there? Because, in case none of that was straightforward enough for you, my people and I do not take kindly to strangers and trespassers!"

"Yeah, we were already informed about that, but we were also informed that your people are, somehow, expert map-makers" said Lion-O

"What of it?"

"We were told that you'd be the ones who would have a detailed map of all Third Earth; we need it. Simply let us have it and we'll leave your territory in peace. We didn't come here to start any trouble"

"(Softly scoffs) is that so?" said the Bull Bolkin leader as he smiled smugly, almost as if he were implying that he thought Lion-O was lying

That's when the large Bull Bolkin was called over by his vicious band and started to converse with them silently. Once they were done, he went back to confronting Lion-O and said-

"Alright, "Thundercat", my people and I have talked it over and the Bull Bolkins have decided to grant you your request, but on one condition: a challenge"

This made Lion-O growl in anger for a few moments, but that didn't stop the Bull Bolkin leader from talking-

"Oh, but don't worry, it's a fairly simple challenge, you see, every once in a while, we Bull Bolkins like to test our physical might, so, as a result, we created a game called "Grapple". The idea is that two people sit down, lock arms together and then attempt to push down each other's arms. The first person to do so is the winner. And since this is a matter between our two groups, it seems only fitting that this be a contest between the leaders, yes?"

Lion-O nodded in agreement to this challenge, of course, but because he did, the other Thundercats were left both shocked and worried, especially Snarf, Cheetara and WilyKit. Regardless though, the Bull Bolkins still led the TCats to a pile of stones that looked remarkably like a stone table of some kind. And when Lion-O and the Bull Bolkin leader approached it, they both started to prepare their right arms for the competition while the other Bull Bolkins looked upon this state of affairs with much anticipation. The other Tcats, however, were looking upon the state of affairs with much worry and concern, all the way to the part when both Lion-O and the Bull Bolkin leader sat down at the stone "table" and faced each other.

"Are we ready to begin, O' Lord of the Thundercats?" said the smug Bull Bolkin leader

"Yes" a stern Lion-O replied

"Oh and, uh, by the way, you understand that with my enormous and all, I can't always control my amazing strength. So, when I win this, you might feel a little numbness in your arm for a few days, after the obligatory searing pain, of course" the Bull Bolkin leader continued

"I'll take my chances" said Lion-O as he placed his right arm on the "table"

Only for the Bull Bolkin leader to do the same, while saying-

"Okay, but please remember to scream, that's the part I always look forward to the most"

After that, the competition finally began, and Lion-O and his Goat-faced opponent started to "grapple". They both gave it everything they had, but while both had their brief moments of gaining the upper-hand; neither was really making any head-way. This was saying a lot, actually, considering that the Lead Bull Bolkin was twice the size of his Feline adversary. The other Bull Bolkins were cheering on their leader the whole time, but the other Thundercats were still looking upon the whole thing with concern in their eyes, especially Snarf, Cheetara and WilyKit.

Meanwhile, back at Mumm-Ra's Pyramid, the Lizard army was faced with a completely decimated fleet of ships and was doing everything it could to repair it. Slithe and the other generals were overseeing these repairs, but they still couldn't figure out what caused all of this in the first place, particularly because all of the crystals responsible for this affair have all fallen off their respective ships and have all disintegrated into nothing.

"I still don't get it (hooping), what just happened?" asked Addicus

"Beats me, but whatever it was, it sure was a shock" joked Kaynar as he cackled insanely

"I have not witnessed this kind of power since the day I first saw Mumm-Ra use his" Slithe continued

"Indeed, and this power was just as precise, just as potent, and yet somehow…completely different" Vultaire added

"You're right, Vultaire, it was different, how though; I cannot say" the Lizard general replied, right before he noticed that someone in the hangar was missing. "Hey, where's Pumyra?"

"I think she went back up to Mumm-Ra's chambers, she sure looked like she was in a hurry to get there, too" said Kaynar, right before he started cackling again (this time for no particular reason)

Still, the Jackal was right; Pumyra had gone back up to Mumm-Ra's chambers and while she was there, her undead master said-

"So, that strange sensation, it happened to you as well, Pumyra?"

"Yes, master, and the strangest part of it was…the sensation felt somehow familiar"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, while I was travelling with the Thundercats, there were times when I didn't feel like myself, when I couldn't feel your all-enshrouding power. Like when I chose not finish Lion-O in the Pit, there was brief moment where I actually felt glad I didn't end it there"

That last part made Mumm-Ra a bit uneasy, but he hid it well when he said-

"That was only because we needed him to help unearth the Sword of Plun-Darr; nothing more, nothing less"

"That was what I thought too, but the feeling didn't stop there. It continued to hit me randomly throughout the entire time I was in Mount Plun-Darr. In fact, right after you took the Sword of Plun-Darr, I didn't start to feel like myself again until after we arrived in Avista City. I'm sorry, my Lord, but I can't explain it"

This only made Mumm-Ra more uneasy, and it showed by the way his eyes shuddered and the way his face looked. Pumyra noticed this and asked-

"Master, is something wrong?"

Mumm-Ra came out of his trance-like state after hearing this, and his reply was -

"I believe I know what the source of our trouble is, Pumyra. And until that problem is dealt with, our invasion is going to have to put on hold"

"On hold…? But, my Lord, the final stone…"

"…Can wait until later, Pumyra, we will deal with it and the Thundercats when time allows. But for right now, if the cause of that strange phenomenon is who I think it is then everything I have worked so hard to achieve is now at risk."

Pumyra wasn't sure what her undead master meant, but she knew better than to argue with him.

Meanwhile, back at the Aresian Mountains, Lion-O and the Bull Bolkin leader were still grappling, with neither side giving or gaining an inch. The other Bull Bolkins were still cheering on their leader, of course, but the other Thundercats chose to use this opportunity to talk amongst themselves-

"I just don't get it, why is Lion-O putting himself through all of this?" said WilyKit as she looked at her twin

"Well, we do really need that map, sis…" her brother replied

"Maybe, but Lion-O knows as well as we do that we could just as easily go somewhere else and find the map we need"Cheetara added "To go through all of this for piece of paper just seems pointless"

"Is it or is it exactly what Lion-O needs right now; an honest to goodness victory for himself?" said Tygra, in tone that seemed much more at ease than Cheetara or WilyKit's

"What are you talking about?" said Cheetara

"Did you think that Tygra's people were the only Cats that were proud? The Lions have a lot of Pride too, especially when they feel like they've failed somehow" said Panthro, in a tone that was just as calm and collected as Tygra's

"You mean Lion-O doing all of this because of what happened with Pumyra…?" said WilyKat after quickly coming to a realization

"…and because of what happened with the Tech Stone and because of what happened with the Sword of Plun-Darr…" Panthro carried on

"Those were all fiascos and Lion-O blames himself for them, I can see it in his eyes" said Tygra "He needs this, you guys, if he's going to have at least half the will to go on, he needs this"

Tygra's eyes never wavered once from his nonchalant tone when he said this, and the other Cats knew that he and Panthro were right, though they still did not like it one bit.

Anyway, during the competition, for a brief moment, Lion-O's arm was starting to go down, but as soon as he noticed this, he immediately started pushing back harder and kept on pushing until, finally, he brought down his opponent's arm, and thus won the competition. The Bull Bolkins groaned in disappointment, but the TCats all cheered in victory, with the obvious exception of Lion-O, who was still worn out by his little exertion.

As promised, the Bull Bolkins (begrudgingly) presented the TCats with a map from their collection, and just as they specified, it was a full map of all Third Earth.

"Alright, a deal's a deal, here's the map we agreed upon. Just like you wanted, it covers every corner of Third Earth, I hope the dust on it makes your eyes water when you blow it off, Thundercat" said the Bull Bolkin Leader as he gave the map to Lion-O

"Thank you very much" said Lion-O, while smiling smugly; implying that he knew fully well that the Bull Bolkin leader was angry and only wanted to make him more mad.

The group made their way back to the Thundertank afterwards, but while they did so, Cheetara and Tygra got to talking-

"One thing's still bothering me, though" said the Cheetah Cleric "The Bull Bolkins attacked us while we were still on the outside of the Aresian Mountain range, why venture out of their own territory just to attack campers?"

"You heard the regular Bolkins; those people are savages. Who knows what their civilization considers to be logical?" Tygra replied

Once the TCats were out of hearing range, one of the Bull Bolkins approached his leader and said-

"Master, I am so sorry about all of this"

"(Sighs) this is what I get for listening to you, Muvang; "challenge the Lion to a grapple match" you said, "Humiliate him while breaking his arm as a bonus" you said, "That will make the Cats sorry" you said. Oh yeah, Muvang, I'm sure that the Cats are feeling low right now. They'll probably spend all night crying in that map they won off of us!"

"Master, please…!" said Muvang in a gravelling-type way

It was then that the Bull Bolkin leader dropped his anger and instead, sighed in defeat, before saying—

"You know what, it doesn't matter now, what's done is done and, if nothing else, at least the Cats are leaving like they said. (Snorts angrily) I just wish that I could have done more to make those furry little runts hurt for what they did to us!"

"(Clears throat) yeah, about that, Master; forgive me for saying so, but are sure that those Cats were the ones we came looking for?" Said another Bull Bolkin as his statement caught the attention of the Bull Bolkin leader

"Why do you ask" the Bull Bolkin leader replied in an almost menacing fashion

"Well, sir, it just that when you claimed to be the only one who got a good look at the creature that attacked us earlier, you said that he was hooded figure dressed in a blue cloak. None of those Cats were wearing a blue cloak or anything resembling a blue cloak for that matter" said the third Bull Bolkin

"Well, of course not, you fool; the Cat responsible for that attack knew we would come after him, so in hopes of throwing us off the trail, he abandoned his blue cloak and tried to evade us by blending in with the other Cats. It's just that simple"

The other Bull Bolkins weren't entirely convinced by their leader's reasoning, but that didn't stop him from continuing with-

"…Anyway, let's get back up to the mountains"

- While giving the order to head back up. But he did so with his left hand, because his right one was still sore from his bout Lion-O.

Meanwhile, from a far away distance, the two sides were both being watched by the same hooded figure from before, and considering how torn and dirty her robes were, it could be assumed that this was the person who attacked the Bull Bolkins and led them to the TCats. Anyway, the figure looked upon the two groups as they all went their separate ways and then went off in another direction in a very mysterious fashion.

We next see her approaching a part of the mountain side, where she then used a small rock to carve a strange and ancient looking design onto the stone wall. Once the design was finished, the hooded figure just backed away as the design she just drew started to glow and float off the mountainside altogether. Once it was in midair, the design quickly transformed into glowing green circle that only showed a pair of bright blue human eyes. And from out of this circle… came a voice.

"Ah, my lost soul, I was just thinking about you. I assume that everything went well on your end, yes?" is what the voice said, and the sheer tone of it would indicate that it was an elderly woman who was speaking.

"It went exactly as said, Milady" said the hooded figure after she bowed her head to the glowing circle "But, I have to be honest with you, it didn't exactly do wonders for my conscience to actually attack the Bull Bolkins and then lead them right to the Thundercats, just so that they could have a possibly dangerous contest of strength. The whole thing felt kind of…wrong"

"And I can understand those feelings, my child, but I assure you, it was a necessary action to take. As the Tiger Prince himself put it; Lion-O needed this victory if he was going to be able to carry on after…well you know"

"Yeah, I do, however, I'm still not sure that this type of "victory" was enough to make all of the damage done in Avista just go away. If it even can just go away…"

"Fret not, my dear, our plan is in motion and the Thundercats are on the right track now, we just need to be patient for now. Soon, the truth will come out and when it does, the healing for our young Lion can truly begin"

"…What about Mumm-Ra, how did things work out with him?"

"I've managed to delay him by crippling his fleet, but I fear it will not be long before his forces are up and running again. (Snickers) fortunately, finding the next stone is last thing on his mind right now"

"You mean…?"

"That's right, my child, he knows it was me, and with any luck, his hunt for me will buy Lion-O and his friends all the time they need. But for right now, I want you to go back to the village and await further instructions. And tell the others to do the same while you're at it"

The hooded figure then got down on her knees and said-

"Yes, milady"

Meanwhile, the Thundercats had returned to the Thundertank, and when they were there, they activated the Book of Omens once again and then compared the next stone's location to their newly acquired map of Third Earth. However, much to their surprise, they discover that the next stone's location is in the middle of the Great Sea.

(Episode Ends)

#thundercats 2011 #fanon #fanfic

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Second Chances

Title: Second Chances

Pairing: Gadreel x Reader (my first not sam, cas or dean fic!)

Word Count: 1,591

Summary: Gadreel is trying to get the boys to trust him, and while they don’t, the reader believes they should give him a second chance, and stands up for him during the conversation. Gadreel isn’t used to people seeing past his mistakes.

A/N: Hey, sorry if it’s not all following canon. It’s been a while since I watched this season, but I really wanted to try to put the reader into the show, and so this is kind of changing the canon plot. Oh well. Also, this is unedited. I’ll check in tomorrow to reread it, but I’m about to pass out.

Over your years with the boys, you've met many different people- seeing people come and go after hunts were over was part of the job, but you're never met someone quite like this angel. All the angels you have encountered, with the exception of a select few, were completely royal dicks. But this angel whose name had only recently been revealed to be Gadreel, was different.

You knew his story. After learning who he was, you sat with Cas, listening to him tell you Gadreel's whole, infamous tale. You couldn’t imagine the guilt he must feel after what happened. He’d spent thousands of years in Heaven’s prison after being tricked by Lucifer and letting him into the Garden. He’d been dishonored, and his mistake had led to Humanity being corrupted. And now, once God’s most trusted, he stood before you asking for redemption.

“You don't trust me, fine. I understand. I've...made mistakes. But haven't you? Haven't we all?” His words struck a familiar chord inside you. You have made mistakes. What were you thinking, about to deny him his chance at redemption, when you had been in his shoes before? Your arms uncrossed, your stance relaxing. He looked back and forth between the boys, and his eyes settled on you for only a moment longer. “At least give me a chance.” You exchanged glances with the boys. None of them seemed to care, but you stepped forward.

“I’ll give him a chance.” The three of the boys looked over to you in shock, as if they couldn’t believe you would even consider. Gadreel locked eyes with you, and you could feel a wave of pity wash over you. He truly meant well, you could tell.

“Really?” Dean sounded as if you had just betrayed him. It hurt you, but you believe in second chances. You turned to Dean.

“How many times have you or Sam or Cas fucked up or worked for the wrong person, and needed a second chance? Hell, even a third chance! Why is it any different now?” They boys exchanged glances.

“He lied to us. He told us his name was Ezekiel!” Dean raised his voice, and you stood taller, defending your ground.

“Of course he did! If he would have said he was Gadreel, you would have never trusted him in the first place! Sam would probably still be in the hospital! Remember when Cas lied to us? Or what about recently when you lied to Sam about what was happening in his own body? How is anything we’ve done any better than Gadreel lying about his identity?” Dean took a step towards you, furious now.

“He’s working for Metatron!”

“He was. And he wants to help us now!” You glanced at Gadreel, who nodded in response. “Think of how much help he could be. He already helped Sam get better and he resurrected Cas and Charlie for fucks sake! I think he deserves a second chance.” The boys seemed to relax, only slightly.

“What about what he did to Kevin?” Sam forced the words out. You took a shaky breath.

“Well, that I won't forgive. I can't. But I'm sure he regrets that.” Dean still didn't seem pleased with this answer. It's the mark. You told yourself. Dean would normally be more open to giving people another chance. He saw Gadreel kill Kevin, and now the only thing that matters to him is that Gadreel pays for it. “Guys, you always say you trust my guesses. It’s like, my sixth sense. So trust me this one time.” Finally, Cas stepped forward.

“I agree with (Y/N). Gadreel truly wants to do the right thing.” Silence settled in the bunker while Sam and Dean considered this. You smiled at Cas, thankful that someone was finally hearing you. It felt like another million years before Sam sighed.

“Alright, (Y/N), I’ll trust you.” You smiled, and looked over to Gadreel. He was watching you with a look of pure thankfulness in his eyes. You almost melted seeing the man who was so desperate to be redeemed that he was willing to risk his life. Suddenly, all eyes landed on Dean. He still didn’t look happy, but he took a step towards Gadreel, holding his hand out in what you assumed to be acceptance.

You assumed incorrectly.

It all happened so quickly. With Dean holding Gadreel’s hand tightly in his own, he lunged forward, revealing the First Blade. Before you could even process what was happening, there was a large gash in Gadreel’s torso, and he was stumbling back. “Dean!” Sam and Cas rushed forward to stop him from inflicting any more pain onto the angel. They held Dean back, and you cringed at the feral noises he was making. Sam looked at you and nodded in Gadreel’s direction. Knowing that Sam and Cas had Dean under control, you turned to help Gadreel, but were shocked to find out he wasn’t there. Your first instinct was to follow the bloody handprints on the wall. He must have stumbled outside, holding the cut on his chest in pain.

You picked up your pace and exited the bunker. There was no way you were letting him get away. Not after building up your trust like that.

“Gadreel!” You called as soon as you came in contact with the world outside the bunker. You heard quiet grunting and saw him leaning all of his weight onto the tree not far from the entrance of the bunker. “Gadreel.” You reached out to him, supporting him and lowering him to the ground slowly. “Cas will come out and heal you, don’t worry.” He looked up at you, his eyes full of awe, as if he couldn’t believe someone was being nice to him. After a few moments, he opened his mouth.

“Why did you come after me? Why do you trust me?” You paused, thrown off by the question. How do you answer to something like that? Here he was, lying injured in the grass and asking you to explain the reason you found a way to give him a second chance. Asking you to bear your heart to him. You sat down on the ground next to him.

“Will you be okay until the boys comes out?”

“I will.” He was obviously in pain, but there wasn’t anything you could do at the moment but wait for Cas to come out and heal him.

“Well, um, to answer your question…” You met his eyes and found it difficult to hold eye contact. “I think you really do want to help us. And I believe you deserve to redeem yourself.” He didn’t say anything, so you continued, your hand absentmindedly playing with the string of the hoodie he wore under his jacket. “I don’t think the events that you were punished for were your fault. I don’t think you deserved that.” You waited for a few moments and he still didn’t respond. He watched you in silence with soft green eyes. You couldn’t pinpoint the emotion behind them, but what you could see was surprise and a hint of awe. “Please say something.”

"You really believe I am innocent? You do realize that the blame for all of the world's sins can fall on me, do you not?”

“Well, I wasn’t there, of course. But, from what I’ve heard, it sounds like you were manipulated. So yes, I don’t think you deserved the sentence you received. The boys may not believe me, but I’ve seen you heal my friends, hell, even animals! You’re a good person, Gadreel.” He was quiet for a few moments, but this time it was different. Whereas before it was a troubled, awkward silence, this time he looked happy. “I believe in second chances..”

“(Y/N).” You took in the way his lips pronounced your name, realizing it was the first time he had spoken directly to you. “I am wholeheartedly thankful.” He spoke with the same polite, serious tone he’d always used, but there was something different there. Something more intimate. As if there was a friendship sparking between you two already, as if you had finally gotten him to open up to you, as if he felt like someone finally cared for him. It was sad to think about, but after thousands of years in prison, he must have lost faith in himself. He must have come out craving redemption, and had forgotten what it feels like for someone else to finally care about him. “Now I promise you, I will not let you down.” You smiled.

“Good.” Before you could say anything else, Cas and Sam came out. Cas kneeled next to Gadreel and reached out to heal the injured angel.

“No. Your Grace. Healing me will only weaken you.” Gadreel pleaded. You smiled. You were right, and almost felt like turning to Sam and saying ‘See? He is good.’ But for now, you’d just keep it to yourself. You gave Gadreel a hand and helped him to his feet, and he lent you a smile smile in appreciation. It warmed your heart to see him show happiness. Ever since you’d known him, he seemed to only think about redemption, honor, and the mistakes he made. You were glad you were able to lift the weight from him. There was so much more you wanted to tell him, so much more you wanted to teach him about human customs, so much more you wanted to do with him. But unfortunately, there were more important things at hand right now. Maybe tomorrow you’d hold his hand more. Even give him a hug.

You smiled. Yeah, tomorrow.

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