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#y’all I cannot believe I’m gonna be 16?????
my-faymelodyz · 2 years
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Each month that passes by
The closer I get to becoming 16
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lexirambles · 7 months
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Eyo, welcome to the second post of this blog 🎉🎉🎉🎉
The Undertale Yellow brainrot is SO bad that I’ve gone and made an UTY au. Wanna hear about it? Of course you do, who would you be here if you didn’t! If you don’t, then leave sucka, I’m here to FUCK!
So y’all know me, I’m a giant Ceroba fan, simp, and apologist. This fandom be shitting on her and I cannot STAND for this INJUSTICE! So, I sat down and thought “hey, how about we entertain that idea. What if Ceroba didn’t inject Kanako?” And it just spiraled into an entirely different universe of its own. So here we are, I’m way too deep, I’m just gonna dive in.
So, we all know the context, ye? Chujin is veeeeery dead, leaving Ceroba and Kanako to pick up the pieces of his work. This time, when Kanako offers herself as the boss monster vessel, Ceroba denies, not wanting to risk the only family she has left and wanting to respect Chujin’s last wishes. Kanako is upset by this, even staring an arguement between the two and Kanako even trying to steal the vile, but who can blame them in such a tense situation. One thing that’s bothered me on this whole argument is that Kanako was manipulated into her decision, or didn’t understand what she was doing, when she clearly did. She saw the consequences first hand, it look her father for crying out loud, she knew it could take her as well. Adolescents are reckless, and will fight like hell to get what they want, especially if they strongly believe in it. I think Kanako is far older and more mature then we think, I personally enturpret her as 15 or 16 at the time of her falling down. I don’t see no striped shirt on that kit!
So now what are we left with? They can’t just go find another boss monsters, they’re very rare, and most don’t even know if they are apart of that minority. So, we got two options; Asgore or Toriel. No way in HELL Toriel would agree, and I don’t think anyone even knows where Toriel went to. So we have Asgore. Wheeler he goes along with it or not is… debatable. He wants the best for his subjects, and would do anything to get out of this one sided war with humans. But this isn’t an alternative to breaking the barrier, it’s a back up plan for if history repeats itself. It could save many monsters lives, but would Asgore trust her after the stunts Chujin pulled? Maybe he even feels guilty for what happened to him. For the sake of this au, he agrees, desperate and grieving just like the women in front of him. But we all know what happens to Kanako, so…
THE KING IS DEAD! Vive la révolution!
Ok, not really, he’s just fallen down. That’s now Alphys’ problem to deal with (I’m sorry gurl I love you). But now Ceroba is in hot, HOT water, for a few crimes like ✨attempted assassination✨, ✨regicide✨, and ✨treason✨! If you’ve ever seen Undyne in the neutral routes, then you know she’s one trigger happy fish that’s very loyal to Asgore, and ain’t the biggest fan of the iron gallos. She’d much rather do it with her own two hands. So before Ceroba can run, plead her case, or even fight back; she’s got a spear straight through the soul.
Kanako, obviously, ain’t so happy about this. Poor gurl just lost her dad, and now her mom is also very dead, right in front of her too. Ouch! So she reacts as you’d expect anyone to, and attacks Undyne back with quite the fierce fireball. Luckily, it’s not a DnD fireball, but it does serve as the reason she wears an eyepatch now. With her attacker blinded, Kanako makes a desperate run for it, not wanting to risk retaliation. Back at the Wild East, all she has is her mother’s staff and the mask she made to as evidence of what happened.
The Wild East is heavily shook by the news, every resident feels it, but Starlo is hurt especially hard. That was his best friend, perhaps someone he saw as more, someone he cared for deeply and devotedly. We saw Starlo is the flawed pacifist run, he don’t take this too well. But right now, he doesn’t care about what he thinks or feels. In front of him is a grieving now orphaned child who watched her own parents turned to dust, who he watched grow up and been by their side the whole time. So like he always does, he comforts her before anything else. For this AU, Starlo will be serving as Kanako’s guardian, since she has no parents now. The fandom has kinda agreed on that Starlo is Kanako’s honorary uncle, and he definitely has some strong dad energy he needs to unleash. So he’s going to be the one to step up and care for this poor child.
Starlo decides this is a pretty good chance to give her something; a hat just like his own. He even cut out holes for her ears, Ceroba always complained about how the way his hat made it hard to hear and folded her ears in uncomfortable matters. He wants to share his passion of western culture with Kanako, to pass on what helped comfort him. Though he is very unaware that escapism is a very self destructive coping mechanism, and has just damned Kanako to become worse; whoops! He even offers to teach her gunslinging and give her lassons when she’s older. There’s a solum comfort in the promise of future, something to look forward to, a goal to achieve. And so, Kanako latches into it, and holds onto it for dear life.
Years go by, Kanako has grown up, and the 6th human falls. Kanako has shown to be a natural at wielding a gun, but ends up falling back on her natural magical abilities. Starlo offered for her to join the feisty five, maybe even become deputy, but she refuses. Instead, she adapts the persona of a bounty hunter, a lawless predator that only abides by the count of coin under her victim’s wanted poster. I really want to give her a cool alter ego name like North Star does, but I don’t have any ideas on what a good name for her would be. So if you guys have any cool names for her, I’d really appreciate it! Nonetheless, she joins in on Starlo’s western fantasies, relishing in the role as the villain. The classic self righteous vigilante sherif VS the aloof bounty hunter just getting paid. She embraced their role as some Saturday cartoon bad guy, tying damsels to train tracks and robbing banks, shooting the good guy all “this town ain’t big enough for the both of us,” style. It’s a performance, a chance for her to be someone else. The bounty hunter isn’t a lost, confused, and traumatized child who had her parents and childhood ripped away from her claws right in front of her, but a powerful and respected foe people can be scared of.
How would Kanako interact with Clover and the gang, I don’t really know yet. I’m imagining Starlo instructing her to sabotage the trials he sets up for Clover as a way to cause drama and challenge his soon to be deputy, while playing none the wiser to the posse, but that’s all I really got. What I’m more interested in is her dynamic with Martlet. Kanako isn’t a big fan of Royal guard for obvious reason, it’s a big reason why she takes on a bounty hunter role, their whole point is to give the law enforcers the middle finger. So when a blue bodied yellow eyed Royal Guardswomen rolls up into town, she’s going to be pretty heavily reminded of her late mother’s executioner. You can’t have a hunter without the hunted, and fittingly enough, foxes are known to hunt many kinds of birds; from small songbirds to juvenile birds of prey, but usually just the eggs. It would be a good reason for Martlet to be in jail, she pulled a Ramsey Murdock and put herself in jail so she doesn’t join her cousin Berdly in the grocery isle as fried chicken.
So, to end things off, why does this Au exist. For a lot of reasons, but it’s mainly to show the point of Ceroba’s and Kanako’s role in the story. They are both left doomed by the narrative, whether she gets injected or not. It doesn’t matter who lived or who died, the survivor is left no better then dead wishing it was them instead. The point of Kanako is to be a tragedy, to show what happens to many families, the inevitability of death and how grief can tear someone apart. If Kanako is the sacrificial lamp, someone else has to be. Inversely, if Ceroba isn’t there to be the the consequence of that sacrifice, someone else will have to. It doesn’t matter what choice Ceroba made on injecting her daughter, she was doomed to a fate worse than death, whether through amalgamation or orphaning. But it’s also meant to be a commentary on the nature of Undertale Yellow’s main theme; Justice. In my mind, and the way Kanako sees it, blind justice doesn’t exist. Yeah, there’s moral things everyone can say “that’s pretty wrong,” but at the end of the day, justice is self serving. Every person’s moral compass and what they believe is right and wrong is different, and so the Justice they enforce exists to push their own agenda. Clover in one timeline will sacrifice their soul to give monsters justice, while in another killing every monster that moves is delivering justice for the crime of the other children’s deaths. Did Ceroba deserve execution for what she did even if it was an accident, is it just of Kanako to mercilessly slaughter a child for the sake of the underground? That question doesn’t matter to her, all that matters in justice. Anyway, have adult Kanako in a cowboy hat, I’ll finalize her design for this AU one day…
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nancydfan · 2 years
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Shadows of Rose Spoilers
I’m probably never gonna finish writing my review of the DLC so I just want to say that while I immensely enjoyed it, I do have a few issues that I felt were carried over from RE8 or just oversights I legit don’t get.
First off, where the hell is Mia? I get it. To get Rose to this point, she has to be isolated. But people get to a point where Rose was even surrounded by dozens of people. Rose had no one who truly understood her. That’s isolating on its own. There was no need to remove Mia. Capcom really just doesn’t know what to do with her.
Also, I don’t like that Chris was trying to get Rose involved with his squad. First off, she’s like 16. Secondly, I feel like that’s missing the mark of what Ethan asked. Teach her to be strong. Not, throw her into battle. Idk I just didn’t like that particular aspect of it. And while it was clear both chris and Mia were there at the beginning, it seems neither are serving much of a parental role now.
My last issue is that no one told Rose about Ethan. Like absolutely nothing. All she knew was he died saving her. Really? REALLY?? Y’all didn’t have photos or videos? This honestly makes me immensely frustrated...if I wasn’t so pleased with everything else. But come on! Ethan dies for Rose and y’all can’t bother to honor his memory? I just cannot believe Rose’s life wasn’t filled with stories of him. It’s honestly insulting. Capcom, who approved that? When Ethan asks, do you resent him? MY HEART BROKE! The least all of them could have done was make sure the memory of Ethan was present at all times so Rose could know him even if she’d never meet him (which she does but like 15 1/2 years, Capcom!)
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softly-potter · 2 years
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Still Friends | Chapter 6: Grief
Summary: After a chance encounter at a party, Wanda and Bucky find they have more in common than they realized.
This fic is heavily inspired by 'Friends' by my lovely friend Poppy. She is aware of this fic and I've been given permission for this marvel-version retelling! If you haven't read her dramione fic 'Friends', I HIGHLY suggest it. I fell in love with the story and couldn't help but wonder, what if it was Wanda and Bucky instead of Hermione and Draco? Thus "Still Friends" was born. Enjoy!
Pairing: Bucky X Wanda
Word Count: 33,068
Warning: smut, drug use, depression
A/N: Find the rest of the chapters here; Chapter 1: Greetings | Chapter 2: Unloading | Chapter 3: Cherries | Chapter 4: Worth the Wait | Chapter 5: Books | Chapter 7: Unlikely | Chapter 8: Happy Birthday, Soldier | Chapter 9: A Christmas Moment | Chapter 10: The Best Holiday | Chapter 11: Permission | Chapter 12: Revitalize | Chapter 13: Backstabber | Chapter 14: Luck of the Dead | Chapter 15: Pain Reliever | Chapter 16: Apologize | Chapter 17: Specially Gifted | Chapter 18: New Day
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Chapter 6: Grief
“Rebecca, I told you not to follow the boys and what do you do? What have I told you about your listening skills? Or lack thereof?”
She had just wanted to show how she was just as good as the boys. Bucky knew so, she’d told him. But his kid sister was just a kid, and even though she’d been a foot shorter than him, he’d always felt like the younger sibling. Rebecca had always one-up’d him, expect in this case.
Their mom had been less than pleased, scolding her daughter rather than comforting her as they stood on the stoop of their Brooklyn home, clutching her sprained wrist. She’d been crying, her bottom lip wobbly, and Bucky had stood watching, waiting.
After the scolding, Rebecca had ran into his arm, sniffling loudly.
“I told you so.” He chastised, but lightly. He didn’t want her to feel worse; he didn’t want to sound like their mom. “Come on, I’ll bandage you up.”
When they got older, Rebecca had a few run-ins with less-than-manly men. When she showed up later than her curfew one night and a purple hickey on her neck, their mother yanked on her hair, exposing her neck before dragging her to the bathroom.
“I cannot believe you prance around these god-damn streets like a common whore.” She was still drunk from dinner, and Bucky kept his bedroom door open, sitting up so he could watch them.
“I didn’t mean to.” Rebecca cried as their mother began viciously scrubbing at her neck, as if that would make it disappear.
“Just like your father, making every excuse in the book.”
When he’d been woken up at nearly four in the morning, Bucky knew it was all crumbling down.
“I’m going to keep it, J.” Rebecca had whispered, her fingers shaking. He held her hands, but he was just as afraid. “you should meet him, his name is Hoyt and oh, he’s so sweet. He wants the baby too.”
“What about mom?” Bucky asked, squeezing her hands. “I’m gonna be leaving soon, near weeks now. I won’t…be around to make sure…”
He couldn’t finish the sentence.
Rebecca had soft eyes, and she gave him a winning smile. “We’re gettin’ married. Next week. I’m leavin’ tonight, were goin’ to the courthouse.” She squeezed his hand, her nails digging in. “come with us.”
Bucky had felt sick, his head swimming.
He wished he’d gone with her.
Dearest J,
I'm a married woman! Hoyt got me the prettiest ring, its oval shaped, not that ugly square like grandma. It's the loveliest thing I own. I’ll show you when you visit. How’s the weather over there? Steve told me you’ve written to him too, I’m glad y’all kept in touch. He misses you, but I think he misses the war more, and feels bad that he ain’t fighting. But really, what can little sticks do? I’m just teasing. Hope you’re well, your nephew is about ready to be born. He can’t wait to meet you.
Love, RBC
He’d written her back, the hot weather scalding him as he knelt over the envelope. It had taken nearly three weeks for his letter to arrive, and another three for him to get hers.
J,
Mom insists on coming to the birth, which will be any day now. I wish you could instead, but I guess we all gotta forgive at some point. Aunt Ida is gonna come too, to ease the tension.
I miss you. Come back soon.
Yours, RBC
Bucky had been happy that his sister and mother were reconciling, his body full of relief. As he’d read the letter, he could nearly smell his sister perfume. The fact that she was about to become a mother was mind blowing, it seemed like the functioning family she’d always wanted was coming together.
J,
He died. I named him Bailey, but it don't matter. Stay safe.
-RBC
The letters stopped coming so often after that. He still received some from Steve, until he too eventually joined the army, underwent experiments and became the first super soldier. After Steve's surgery, Bucky had written to her, gushing about the experiment's success, asking about Hoyt, and sent her a photograph of the Howling Commandos.
She didn’t respond until after he’d fallen in the ice, and he never heard from her again. Eventually, Bucky found Steve, the Avengers’, and his mind; he tried tracking her down, and eventually was led to her grave site.
She’d been buried next to Bailey, and Hoyt wasn’t too far either.
Bucky had brought her flowers, daisys, and when he read on her headstone that she’d been 39 when she died, he sobbed into the grass.
Every detail of his sister was engraved in his head, even when his mind had been lost he could always remember her face, the sound of her laugh. She visited him often when he slept, in his dreams, and she wasn’t always nice. Sometimes she just stared at him; other times she hurt him, blamed him.
“If you’d been there, I would’ve been healthy. I was worried sick about you, and it killed my baby. The worry killed him, you killed him. And I was never the same.”
Bucky awoke with a start, his limbs stiff, forehead sweaty. Wanda snored softly next to him, hair loose and wrapped down her back as she faced away from him. He slowed his breathing trying to calm himself, hands shaking.
Quietly as he could manage, Bucky stumbles from bed, striding to the window. Ever since Wanda, he’d placed a cushioned bench below the window; inside it held some of her clothes, makeup and anything else she could need when she spent the night. He sat on it gingerly, elbows balanced on his knees.
Maybe he could write to her. No, Rebecca would never read it, but it was the sentiment behind it, or some fluffy shit like that, no? His brain was swimming, lungs aching as if he’d been running miles.
It had been years since he’d known she was dead, he’d figured it the first time he was freed from his prison of a mind. Years and he was still dreaming about her.
He misses her bitterly, physically aching for the family he’d been graced with when he was a boy.
He’s the only Barnes left. It makes him sick.
“Buck?"
Wanda is sitting up in his bed, her sleepy eyes trying to focus in the semi darkness. He hadn’t heard her shift, hadn’t registered that her breathing was not as deep as it usually was when she slept. He wonders how well she can see, if she can see that his cheeks are tearstained.
“Is something the matter?” She crawls out of bed, taking a tentative step towards him. He cowers, shoulders bent over and he curls his chest to his knees, feet still planted on the floor.
“Go to bed.” He huffs, his voice thick. When she doesn’t move, he shuts his eyes. “Just go to bed, baby.”
He didn’t call her many names. The occasional ‘baby’ or ‘my girl’. Sweetheart was one of his favorites. And eventually when he wasn’t such a damn coward, he’d call her ‘my love’.
Because that is in fact what she is.
He can hear her shift, practically hear her brain thinking of anything to do. She wants to help him, and he adores her for it, but this is something not even a witch with magic can heal.
Her hands cover his, fingers lacing, and she tugs at him. He tries to blink the tears away as he looks up at her. She smiles tentatively, and then dips down in front of him, knees by his feet.
“What's wrong?” She asks. Her voice is sweet, softly caressing him, and it aches him. “You’re crying."
He internally groans. The lump in his throat was so large it felt like he was slowly suffocating. He can’t look at her, knows that if he looks into those shining emeralds he’ll crack, and he isn’t sure how to put himself back together, so he turns, shifting his gaze to the edge of the bed.
Slowly, Wanda reaches out, places her thumbs over his eyes that flutter shut. The hands move, cupping his face, and she leans her forehead against his. “May I give you a hug?”
The question is hesitant, like she’s nervous of his response, and he wants to fling himself into her arms like a child, but he stays still, instructing his body to not give in. This isn’t her burden.
She swipes her hand over his lips lightly and he kisses her thumb. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
When her arms come around him, he leans into her, and his carefully constructed wall begins to crack. Arms loop around her waist, dragging her to him, his cheek pressing against her shoulder as a sob leaves his mouth. He’s gripping her so tightly he wonders if it hurts; she holds him just as fiercely.
Stroking his hair, she kisses his head, saying nothing. Her touch is light, grounding. He cries harder.
Bucky isn’t sure how long they stood like that, his head on her shoulder as she sat between his knees, comforting him. At some point she’d dragged him back to bed, tucking the covers around him, and he curled into her, arm locked around her waist. Eventually her breathing deepened, and he listened to her breath beside him, chest rising slowly. Her heartbeat was steady as he shakily placed his palm over her clothed chest, right near her sternum, and he could feel it beating. As he felt the warm tremor beneath his hand, he sucked in a breath.
He was in love with her. And while he wasn’t sure he could ever verbalize it first, he had an odd feeling that she knew.
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prismaticflare · 1 year
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It’s time for Round 3 – The Semifinals! I cannot BELIEVE we are already at the semifinals! I also cannot believe the results so far. I’m currently writing down my reactions to all of the results, and will say my thoughts at the end. That way I don’t influence the voting process. Also, I cannot believe the support we’ve gotten! The amount of new Descendants fans I’ve found through this is shocking, and I hope y’all stay around, because I want to do more fun Descendants projects like this! If everything goes well, the final part will be out August 16, at 4:00pm PST (7:00pm EST). I’m letting you know that round beforehand as it’s gonna be big! This round is gonna be challenging to vote on, so good luck! I can’t wait to see the results, and, again, thank you for the support. Let’s get the semifinals underway!!!
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chalkrevelations · 2 years
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HOW WE FEELING VEGASPETE NATION?
Because can I tell you? CAN I TELL YOU?
It’s like someone cooked up all the rest of the coke in that warehouse from Ep 7 and then shot it straight into my veins. Someone is going to have to come to my house and peel me off the ceiling.
LISTEN. On April 16, close enough to my birthday that it makes no difference, like the universe said, “Here, have something gorgeous to make up for the absolute shitshow of the last two years,” I was scrolling the kinnporsche tag and saw the “consume you” trailer. And I waited patiently. And then on April 21, I saw a biblebuild post, the one with Build’s sly little glance up at Bible in between his adorable little peace signs, and I had an inkling that I might be in trouble. And I waited patiently. And then Pete kicked the shit out of a guy, my beautiful new best beloved exposing that shroud of grey he keeps himself wrapped in and imprinting himself on my brain, and then Vegas got head-butted by Porsche and went home to have an orgasm and a cigarette in his freaky-deaky dungeon, and on May 8, I posted my first defense of Vegas, because I stanned Chris Keller, do you think I’m afraid of Vegas Theerapanyakul? And I WAITED PATIENTLY. And then they released the WDYS MV, with Pete’s vulnerable wrists like a glimpse of a Victorian ankle, which was a personal attack on me personally, and I continued to WAIT PATIENTLY. And then on May 14, I officially planted my Vegaspete Nation flag, and since then, through weeks of Vegaspete manic street preaching, I have kept the faith, and I have kept the faith, and I have kept the faith, and NOW. NOW, after so much giving, I continue to receive.
I CANNOT BELIEVE the payoff they gave me in this episode. From Vegas’s declaration to Porsche - not even three minutes in - when he’s also the softest and most gorgeous he’s ever looked, and therefore still Pete’s Vegas even though Porsche is the one looking at him; to Vegas’s declaration to Pete not just of love but that it would be worth it to die by Pete’s hand and the way he reached out to touch Pete’s face with his own bloody hand to kiss him in the softest iteration of that tableau we’ve seen yet; to Pete walking away from the main family with his bloody wings painted on the back of his shirt because he chose Vegas, lost his wings to fall, willingly, by choice; to Pete’s anguished pleas for Vegas to turn around and see him, the way Vegas has seen him in the past, the way no one else has ever ever seen him; to the way that I knew, I knew never to doubt Pete for an instant in this episode, no matter what his actions were, because of the way the lighting and framing and filters and styling all gave us the extra-gorgeous version of Build that we’ve only ever gotten when we’re looking at Vegas’s Pete, from the very first moment we see Pete in this episode and all the way through to the end, and the way Pete proved that to me by shooting down the person who shot Vegas without thought, without even looking at them, without even caring about who it was, and the way the narrative never pays the slightest bit of attention to who it was, as if to emphasize that no one has any importance to Pete other than Vegas; to the way Vegas - despite Pete being willing to metaphorically put that handcuff back on if that’s what it took to get through to Vegas - the way Vegas was finally finally able to metaphorically unlock it.
I am going to buy an airplane ticket to Thailand ... and y’all gotta understand how much I hate to fly, how absofuckinglutely relieved my partner was when we finally got all the family moved within driving distance so he could STOP worrying that I was gonna be hauled off by TSA and strip-searched for muttering darkly about the 4th Amendment and Security Theater every time we had to fly somewhere for a family visit ... ANYWAY, I’m going to buy an airplane ticket to Thailand, and I’m gonna go kiss everyone at BOC. WITH TONGUE.
Be On Cloud, BOX SET WHEN?
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yoonjinkooked · 3 years
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2 year blogversary woohoo
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(thank you so so much for the cutest banner ever @joyfulhopelox​ 💜)
HI!! I know, i can’t believe it either - i’ve been in this hellhole for two whole years! Most of you have met me this year when i actually became more active (mistakes were made lol) but on august 16 it’ll actually be two full years. 
so. in that name. in honor of all of you who read my work, all of you who have interacted me, the few of you i consider friends and even those of you who still can’t stand the sight of my name on your dash, in honor of me not being chased away from this app and actually still enjoying writing for y’all, in honor of you wasting your time on the stuff i waste time to create - let’s celebrate by one gigantic round of REQUESTS! 
Indeed, for the first time ever, REQUESTS ARE OPEN. Let’s keep the rules bellow the read more, I don’t wanna clog someone’s dash too much, i’m too nice for that uwu 🥺🍉
full disclosure: i never did requests before so i’m winging this, like I wing everything in life lol. 
RULES:  - I don’t write gore, any kind of minor stuff, anything that would require a HUGE trigger warning, and daddy kink.  - If you’re a minor, get the f away from here right now. now. begone.  - I reserve the right to decline writing something if I am not comfortable with it, simply because I don’t know in advance what y’all will come up with and if I can/want to do it or not - I will close requests if it becomes overwhelming and I will let you know, because I still have the regular updates to write REQUESTING:  - please try to give me something short. I want to write more, not longer, because I wanna make more people happy with this 🥺 that said - if something really hits me, i might make it into a full fic, who knows *le shrug* - IF POSSIBLE request OFF ANON. Why? Because I might want to reach out and ask about details or something specific or maybe changing something i’m not exactly comfortable with - it’ll make it easier if I can simply DM you. 
- IF YOU REQUEST ON ANON (which is more than okay!) PLEASE just write IGNORE/REPLY at the end/start of the ask, so that I know if I’m allowed to make the anon public. If I can’t write something, I don’t wanna hurt your feelings and just ignore and delete, but i also don’t wanna make it public if you don’t want it public (in the case i refuse) The point is, I really don’t wanna ignore you guys even if I decide I cannot write what you’re asking for, so it would make it a lot easier on us if you tell me to keep it private or feel free to share. 
That said, I doubt i’ll be refusing much since I have faith you won’t push me in a direction I don’t feel comfortable going.  I write for all members, there’s no rule with that. Just aim for something that I can keep short and nothing too extreme (and i know daddy kink is not extreme but i just CAN’T) I think this is it. I’ll edit if I think of something else and I will announce once I close requests. For all I know, no one will ask for anything and this will flunk so who knows where the road will take us. But yeah, I wanted to do something special and I do hope you enjoy it 💜 edit 1: i’m not gonna be able to post these on the same day so please keep that in mind and understand. if i accept the request it’ll be 1000000% written, and i will let you know when once it is 💙
- Neri 🍉
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gebtoons · 3 years
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my contribution to the bapo timeline discourse bc i’m just gonna propose a timeline and will not be taking criticism <3 (under the cut bc this is gonna be a long post probably) 
ok disclaimer I am quite stupid, however I’m gonna use my knowledge from my own 12 years in american public high school and what little info I have about american boarding schools/catholic schools that I have from my friends lol. so. idk. 
i’m also gonna date songs/major events and i’m gonna be taking some “just trust me bro” liberties bc y’all are right it does NOT make that much sense. 
January 6: Epiphany; this is like an actual holiday lol. like its always on the sixth. idk its good that this is the starting point bc its an actual date yknow? For the purposes of this timeline were going with that its early in the week, so lets go with Monday idk
January 6-13: You and I, Role of a Lifetime; so we’re all kinda in agreement that this timeline (at least the beginning) only really makes sense if you and i/role of a lifetime aren’t like. a singular moment and are instead multiple days. so yeah, of this first week, this is like. monday-next sunday ish yknow. 
January 14: Auditions, Plain Jane Fatass; ok so having auditions for a spring musical right after kids get back from break actually makes perfect sense to me, like i can see it being like “ok take break to prepare so as soon as you come back we can have auditions so we can jump right into rehersals” yknow? and since the rave is clearly on a friday (”we’ll meet in tanya’s room on friday night”) so i’m going with the monday before.  
as for pjf, i know it doesn’t make a ton of sense for them to get a two week late birthday package their first few weeks back from school, but hear me out it makes sense. the implication throughout this entire show is that the twins have decently shitty parents. from bits of dialogue (in this song in particular lol) i’m kinda inferring their the “only concerned with how their kids make them look to others” kind of neglectful. so I don’t think it’s too outside the realm of possibility that they went away for the holidays, didn’t bring the twins, and instead mailed them a birthday package and having it show up two weeks late. realistically the timing of this isnt that important and the explicit “two week” time frame could’ve been an exaggeration on nadia’s part to mock her shit parents (idk its in her character) basically ppl are a little two fixated on this imo but anyway. moving on. 
January 18: Wonderland, A Quiet Night At Home, Rolling, Best Kept Secret; a very agreed upon point in the timeline. its the friday following the auditions. moving on. 
January 21: Confession; also very agreed upon. the monday following the rave. moving on again 
January 23: Portrait of a Girl; the date here is kinda arbitrary, but bc sister chantelle says “ok lets try to put yesterday’s rehearsal behind us” and i for the life of me cannot think of a scene she could be referring to (there’s none in the script either) that implies it wasn’t the same monday as confession (bc even in a boarding school i think holding extracurriculars that aren’t sports over the weekend (especially when they are no where near crunch time lol) is weird and not common) so i just picked a random day during the week
January 25: Birthday Bitch!, One Kiss, Are You There?; from matt’s line in wonderland, ivy’s birthday is a week after the rave. in my timeline that’s january 25th (an aquarius queen). 
btw given all grown up’s “17, how will i manage?” ivy is 16 during 17 at her party, which is strange given shes a high school senior and seniors are typically 17 during 18. so either a) she skipped a grade, not an unheard of thing. or b) shes not a senior, shes just a junior who hangs out with a bunch of seniors, which is also pretty common. and looking through the script i can’t find any mention that she is also a senior, other than yknow she graduates with them, but she isn’t mentioned during the class ranking scene? so idk not that it really matters just a fun detail 
February 3 (at night): 911 Emergency!; ok controversial. i know i like the joke about how its funny that peter having a weird dream when he was high prompted him to want to come out and really ruined his relationship with jason. BUT. i think the dream (despite it’s weirdness) would have a lot more meaning if it wasn’t the result of being really high, but if it was a dream he had like a week later as a result of a building sense of guilt/anxiety bc he told matt. also it fits better given later timeline things. (this timeline literally only exists if there are weird jumps in time that don’t make a ton of sense) (EDIT: I forgot one line about Jason crashing at ivys but fuck it forget that bitchass line this makes for more drama its staying this way)
February 4: Reputation Stain’d, Ever After; the next day following peter’s dream, idk what else to say, moving on. 
February 25-28: Spring; another jump! i’m sorry but the only way for this to make sense logistically is for there to be quite a few time jumps! however, i also think this one works bc i think it gives time for everything from around ivy’s party and peter and jason’s break up to stew emotionally. like obviously a musical only has so much time to tell a story so the audience cannot see every realistic beat, but honestly i think it makes the whole thing a little more dramatic™ if there’s space for everything to settle, and for ivy to come and apologize and such. also, the reason it’s multiple days is bc in the script, ivy is trying to study (presumably for some sort of midterm) while nadia is playing, so that probably takes place a few days before they move out, so before finals. but in the script, jason and peter are packing and peter is leaving, so that part of the song/staging takes place on the 28th. yes, that’s weird, but we are clearly thinking more about the logistics of this school than the writers were so. 
March 1: One; assuming st. cecilia’s works kinda like boarding schools here, they probably do staggered move out/move in, just bc that would be a lot to have people coming and going at once so it makes sense that peter left the day before, while jason and ivy are leaving the next day. also, given that peter is trying to call jason while he and ivy are banging, it’s probably been a hot minute since the actual break up, since peter was clearly very hurt by the whole thing, it would make sense (at least to me) that peter would reach out a month ish later, rather than like a few days later (you have to make so many assumptions to make this timeline work granted they aren’t super out there assumptions but still this is annoying) 
March 1-25: Spring Break. the coworkers I have who are in boarding school work over their school breaks, which are longer than the public school breaks (which are only a week) so i put their spring break at 3 weeks. it makes sense, and it makes the later part of the timeline make sense. 
I know i’m already halfway through this, but to me it makes sense for their to be quite a few time jumps in the story bc its a musical. they cannot show every day. there are a lot of other shows (particularly shows set in high schools) that are set over a whole school year, but if you just look at the events of the story that doesn’t make sense, so you have to imply that obviously they are not showing every little detail. moving on. 
March 25: Wedding Bells, In The Hallway, Touch My Soul; peter wakes up from his nightmare in the church, so im assuming he fell asleep in church (like he almost did during epiphany). also it makes sense that class ranks are announced in late march-early april, I know my school announced ours in like, the first week or so of april? so yeah. moving on.
(from this point on i was giving myself a headache trying to make it make sense so its all weird from here!!)
April 4: See Me, Warning; the date doesn’t really matter here, I picked a random day in early april. the script said peter is calling from him and jason’s old dorm room, as he was picking up the last of his things, so he clearly made the roommate switch after school started (makes sense to me). 
April 15-20 (approximately): Ivy finds out she’s pregnant. look google tells me on average people find out they are pregnant around 5-7 weeks after conception. i went with around 7 just so this timeline makes a tiny bit more sense given the later stuff, so yeah here we go. 
May 4: Pilgrim’s Hands, God Don’t Make No Trash, All Grown Up, Promise, Once Upon A Time, Cross; a rough night for our heroes. so given sister chantelle saying “again? wonderful.” and nadia saying “i can’t believe you missed rehearsal again”, clearly ivy has been missing quite a few rehearsals, so for dramas sake maybe from when she found out she was pregnant? also i know i’ve been saying they wouldn’t have rehearsals on weekends, and given my weird timeline this would be a saturday, but its tech week so i’ll allow it. 
May 5: Two Households, Bare, Queen Mab, A Glooming Peace; pretty self explanatory, and it makes sense to have the spring play in early may. rip jason. 
May 11: Absolution; the day before graduation peter goes to confront the priest. gives him a small amount of time to start processing, and it makes sense it would be the night before, at least to me. 
May 12: No Voice; i fucking hate this. “peter, we graduate next sunday” i hate that stupid fucking line. do you know that this timeline literally would be fine if it weren’t for that stupid fucking line? bc then, the school play would be in early may and graduation could be in late may-early june (when most high schools hold graduation) but no. keeping with continuity, they have to graduate the sunday following the school play. “peter we graduate in a month, are you really never gonna talk to me again?” would have been fine. but no, now we have beef. literally everything else about the end of this timeline being kinda weird would work itself out, except for the fucking graduation. god damn. anyway, may 12th, the graduate on may 12th which is really fucking weird bc of that one fucking line. whatever. i didn’t write the damn thing bc if i did i wouldn’t have written that fucking line. (i’ve been at this for over an hour and a half, so i’m a tad annoyed, can you tell?) 
anyway, that’s it. that’s my long as hell proposed bare timeline. if there’s anything glaringly wrong with it i don’t care bc this timeline literally cannot make sense. but honestly, now that i think about the Popular Tween High Schooler Musicals (heathers, bmc, deh) the timelines of those (especially heathers and bmc) don’t make tons of sense either. that’s just the way it is, that’s the way its gonna be. and we have to live with it. 
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The Case File – Mice and Murder Ep 3
The Case of the Curious Clues
Before we start, a quick plea to Grant O’Brien: Please stop finding clues. I can only take notes so fast. You’re killing me Grant. Moving on...
We start off this episode with yet another flashback, this time to the final confrontation of Sly and his supposedly dead arch nemesis Fletcher Cottonbottom at Reichenbunny Falls (...Brennan please). Fletcher was using a local castle as a storage center for munitions but Sly tipped off the cops before they could be moved. They do some repartee back and forth before Fletcher, the madman, handcuffs them together and jumps off the edge. They hit the water but Sly is able to lockpick himself out and escape while Fletcher disappears beneath the waves. 
You know what I got from that story? No body.
Anyway, we jump back to the present where there *is* a body, Squire Badger’s specifically. Everyone in the room who isn’t a PC thinks that this must either be the work of ghosts or Mrs. M who was the only person in the room when it happened (allegedly). 
This is a crucial time for clue gathering and Brennan keeps everyone in initiative for investigative purposes. Now, *so much* stuff happens here that I’m not going to recap every single detail--just the major clues and the things that seem relevant. I’m serious, this is like the volume of info we usually get in the once per season later game lore dump ep but it’s episode THREE.
Daisy tries to find a secret door but critically fails. She clocks Gangie, a fellow criminal, and in the moment Rekha and Katie decide that they prob have worked together in the past even though they are very different kinds of criminals. 
Buck, who is outside listening to what’s going on in the room notices that his ankle knife is missing which is Concerning considering a man was just knifed to death. 
Sly has Lars guard the door (he opens it and Buck is discovered, whoops) and then rolls a NATURAL 20 plus NINE to investigate so Brennan just has to tell him literally everything. RIP to him and me. Anyway, here’s the rundown (along with some of the stuff other ppl got):
Mrs. M’s hands are covered in blood but she couldn’t have done it. Based on her personality for one and for other reasons we’ll get to.
The wound is much messier than it would be if a person stabbed themselves typically.
There is a note in Squire Badger’s handwriting that says “Sylvester Cross I am afraid” No indication of if that was the whole message or if he got interrupted (maybe Buck could figure it out with his handwriting checking skills). Daisy from across the room clocks that Sly’s name is written on the paper but can’t read the rest.
The knife is a hunting knife with a pronghorn handle--an animal not common in England but very common in Texas (and Buck is sweating obv).
There is a slight layer of charcoal type dust on everything on the big resolute desk in the room (which makes sense, ash from the fireplace) but there is parchment type dust on the bust of Barkus Aurelius (OK, that one’s good) on the table and that’s the only place that dust is. Ian later notices that the date on the bust is wrong. 
Speaking of, the desk (which we learn later was put in and taken out of storage once Loan Hall was modernized) is bolted to the ground and a lot of stuff has been thrown off it as if by a powerful force but Sly notices that it’s just the metal stuff like things made of silver or with screws. Stone things like the bust and other non-metal things have stayed put. Plus he smells ozone. This was the work of magnets, not ghosts, he concludes. And, for the record, Grant figured this out himself!
Mrs. M’s eyes are rapidly dilating. She is questioned about what happened and she says that she was told she was fired and would receive a small pension. 
(Not a part of Sly’s clue dump but Buck rolls a 24 with disadvantage to persuade everyone he didn’t do it but then 2 nat 1s in a row to see if Harding--who said he was standing outside the door--is suspect. Buck thinks he’s at most a stooge but he did roll a nat 1 so who knows?)
Anyway, back to Mrs. M. Gangie fully believes Mrs. M is innocent and scared. She doesn’t quite remember what happened for a couple of seconds in there and it’s clear this is not the first time she’s had missing time. Sly calls Longfoot (the bunny photographer) over to take a picture of Mrs. M which everyone is a little appalled at until they realize he’s making a point. When the flash goes off, she bugs out like she did in episode 1 and forgets that the picture was ever taken. Sly then has Dr. Magpie list the symptoms of epilepsy. It seems that Mrs. M had an episode triggered by the flash she mentioned seeing and then lost time. It’s possible that what she thought she saw after that she didn’t actually see.
[While Sly is monologuing this Rekha texts Brennan and gets a 17 to swipe the “I am afraid” note. Sly doesn’t notice.]
So if it wasn’t her, then who was it? There’s only one door into the study and anyone who walked in would have to have walked past Mr. Harding, Shellcrest, Calliope, and Tabitha (who is having a marvelous time being in the midst of so much drama). Ah, but who said there was only one door? Sly has Harding pull a sconce and a SECRET DOOR OPENS! Woo! Finally! It’s a classic bookshelf one that opens into the hallway and there is some extremely fine crushed glass under the door. Hmm.
Sly clocks that there is something under the desk but we don’t know what it is because Brennan texts it to him and it’s redacted. There are actually a couple of redacted texts that go around this ep so we are def missing information. 
OK, that’s more or less everything. 
Sly notices that the page is missing and Grant gasps while Rekha does an excellent job of pretending like she doesn’t even remember what paper is being talked about. Constance asks if it’s possible that Mrs. M totally made up the memory because of her epilepsy and between Dr. Magpie and Sly they determine that that’s uncommon but possible. Dr. Magpie says that everyone should leave so he and Sly can examine the body and Sly says that someone should watch Gangie at all times. 
At this point, Harding and Gilfoyle (the butler) say they should establish where everyone was at the time of the murder. A lot of the staff and guests have solid alibis cause they were in big groups/cleaning up together. But the PCs were off alone (or with each other) and had reasons to want to guy dead so they’re prime suspects. Sly even admits that he’s one too. Also everyone dogpiles Ian because Raph makes it so fun. 
Harding mentions the letter that was given to Buck (the one selling his shares in BB and giving voting writes to his rival Josiah) and asks him to read it. Buck reads it and gives a streamlined version of the truth, saying everything except for the part with the proxy vote. With a 26 he is able to allay everyone’s suspicions for now, but now he’s purposefully hidden the truth in a way that can be readily called out if anyone sees the letter or the contract which he resolves to find. 
Buster distracts the group so Daisy can “check the body for a pulse” aka: check the body for the contract. She doesn’t find a it but does find a key attached to a piece of red silk--something that would be weird for him to be carrying around instead of his valet. She figures this must open whatever locked drawer the contract is in and swipes it but Sly clocks her stealing it (his perception ties her sleathiness but an earlier Bless from Ian tips him over the edge--poetic).  
Calliope says that everyone is kinds suspect, including Sly, but *someone* has to solve this and Sly’s their best bet so everyone should just stay put and they can guard the exits. The butler says that, besides the front door, there are some towers that poke up above ground and a servant's exit/entrance by the elevator in the kitchen wing but they can lock down both and have someone guard the front doors. 
The butler is like, lmao yeah Sly I know you didn’t do it and I’m not gonna stand guard here but you know, everyone is keeping an eye on y’all. And then he leaves the PCs, Mrs. M, Constance, and Dr. Magpie in the room with the body. 
Lars is about to go watch the kitchen staff but, before he goes, Sly says to him that he saw Cottonbottom and is obviously quite scared. Gangie, who used to work for the guy, overhears and asks what’s going on. Sly assumes Gangie is playing coy but rolls high enough to know that he isn’t. He saw a starkly white Cottonbottom and one of his known conspirators doesn’t know he’s back? Perhaps it was a ghost after all. 
Case Notes
My 2 fave bits of this episode were “bad to bad bad bad” (and the further riffing) and Daisy throwing increasingly bigger books at Sly.
Even with a Nat 1, Sly gets a 16 on Investigation. Wild. 
I don’t think Rekha got enough props for her “Cross examination” line so I’m mentioning it here.
Brennan said the ozone question was still open--but I assumed it was like the electricity smell from an electromagnet. That would make sense, right? Maybe he meant they hadn’t found the source of it specifically yet?
Brennan says Buck’s knife is a pronghorn knife. I assume they’re made from the animal’s horns? Even if they’re the kind that fall off every season, is that weird? Or is it just like human hair wigs? Also, does this world have leather?
I love that the dice keep supporting the narrative that Daisy simply cannot get her shit together when she’s with Sly because he distracts her too much. Delicious. Their whole relationship is delicious. 
OK, I am a tiny bit suspicious of Calliope. It’s partially the way she took control of the situation near the end and partially the fact that she doesn’t seem like the kind of person who would be involved in this which would make her heel turn delicious. No hard evidence and obv she couldn’t be the person who actually stabbed a guy but idk. Just spitballing. I’m very curious about whether we’ve met everyone we’re going to meet more or less or if there are still outside people/hidden inside people. Because, in real life, a murderer could be literally anyone but in a story, you can’t just introduce a new villain all of a sudden at the end. Bad storytelling. Weak payoff. We’ll see how things start to pan out. 
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My 2020 in dramaland pt 2/4
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Merry Christmas to all who celebrate it and happy holidays to everyone!! These are my favorite korean dramas of the year (I stand by these titles and I’m not ashamed of them lol). In chronological order:
My Holo Love: Say what? Who? First of all, I think this is a seriously underrated kdrama. I made a review on it here. Female lead had face blindness and Male Lead was a genius programmer. I know how this sounds but it all works for the plot, actually. Loved every moment of it (I watched it twice, and I rarely do that with dramas). A sort of sci-fi/fantasy romcom drama with a really unusual (and thus my favorite, EVER) love triangle and a nostalgic feel to it. While looking at my list of kdramas I knew I couldn’t treat Holo like all the others LOL it was special for me and still is.
OTP: They had sizzling chemistry! I honestly bought every cliche because of it. Including love at first sight.
Thing I enjoyed the most: The story was simple and had a lot of cliches but they kinda worked to the story’s advantage. This show is an example of why I fell for kdramas almost 10 years ago. Plus, the CGI wasn’t bad.  It’s ony 12 eps and they don’t really last an hour. A one day watch.
Do I recommend it? I LOVED it, but I recognize it’s not for everyone, but if you’re looking for something fun, cute and light to binge-watch that still has some drama and a lot of romance and a happy ending, this is for you.
Find me in Your Memory: Beautiful. Awesome chemistry. Very romantic. She’s an actress, he’s an anchorman. She forgets a lot of things, he literally can remember most things REALLY WELL. She falls for him first, he tries to put distance because of his terrible past in his dating life lol but she wins him over and by the end, he loves her more than anything and anyone. They overcome a lot of crazy shit, and being together it’s hard, but it’s worse being apart. I made a review.
OTP: Loved them both individually and together. And honestly, THAT chemistry was perfect.
Thing I enjoyed the most: The chemistry and the acting by the leads. I became a fan of both because of this.
Do I recommend it? You really haven’t seen it? Please do it. Hahahaha Well, do it if you want to see a good melo knowing what that involves (romance, sadness, lots of tears, some frustration, etc). A really sweet and happy ending that was very well deserved. My favorite melo of the year Sorry Brahms!.Also, fair warning, it has a stalkers’ sub-plot.
The King: Eternal Monarch: You all know what this is about. And I said everything I wanted in my posts (I was mostly fangirling like crazy). Here’s my last one about it. I loved the acting and the story a lot. But I think the drama should have been longer.  Also, I loved the energy of the actors behind the scenes, idk why, but it always warms my heart to see the actors get along on set. Sure, it could be a publicity stunt, but I just don’t think it was the case with this one. And I know not a lot of people liked the two lead characters and said they had no chemistry but imo they were great characters and the actors had LOTS of chemistry. It’s just that it wasn’t very well translated in the first eps, but it was fixed. This, I believe, was a more of a direction problem, rather than a script or acting one.
BTW if the drama was already about time travel and parallel worlds, I had NO problem believing in destiny and that the leads were meant to be. It was fantasy, you guys, not rocket science.
OTP: the main couple loved each other passionately and fiercely. He waited 20+ years to meet her and another 20+ years (practically) to see her again AND she was willing to risk getting stuck in a timeless void just to be by his side because otherwise he would be all alone. Now, that’s love! Personally, I loved their ending.
Thing I enjoyed the most: The King ahahaha I’m a shameless fan, what can I do? He was a good man and a gentleman but a ruthless king thirsty for justice and vengeance. I cheered when he killed his uncle lmao. Also, all the mutuals I “met” thanks to this drama. You guys made the experience even better with your posts and your theories!! *sends hugs*
Do I recommend it? Look the story is great in my eyes. I did understand it and the mechanics of the time travel and the parallel worlds. The King explained everything quite a few times. I say this because most people that didn’t like it say they couldn’t understand the story and/or it made no sense. To me, it did. But I can see why this wouldn’t be for all. That being said, I shamelessly recommend it lol.
More than Friends: The faces they’re doing in the poster, are the ones I did while watching the last 4 eps of this drama HAHAHA which made me real sad/angry because I LOVED the story from ep 1 to 12. So, this is on the list MERELY BECAUSE OF LEE SOO, the male lead, played by Ong SeongWu. I went crazy and wrote about almost every scene on the drama lol I was obsessed. You can read my review about the whole thing here.
OTP: Wonderful chemistry. The best either of the actors have had so far with any of their co-stars. Then again, SeongWu has only been in 2 dramas and 1 movie. And Shin YeEun hasn’t been in a lot but had really good chemistry with Park JinYoung in He’s Pyschometric. (btw that drama is superior, I highly recommend it!)
Thing I enjoyed the most: The magnificent character development that Lee Soo went through. He was a completely different person in ep 16 compared to the selfish jerk in eps 1-4 (SeongWu’s acting in this convinced me he is one of the best actors of his age, and one of the best idols turned actors at the moment). And I loved discussing this drama with the only other 10 people who were watching it hahaha Thanks y’all.
Do I recommend it?  They advertised it as a romcom, but it really isn’t. It’s more of a slice of life/melo drama. I believe this is better as a binge-watch, but do not expect mindblowing plot, since it’s a character driven drama. So, do check out my review about it and have a go at it, I guess hahaha If not, you could see my posts about the show here and still know everything, because I pretty much covered the entire drama HAHAHA.
Note: I kinda think this drama is sort of a “500 days of Summer” situation, people either sympathize with ML or FL and hate the other. Or both HAHAHA It’s all about perspective, I guess.
Tale of the Nine Tailed: Everything you could ask for in a fantasy drama. For me, it was perfect and it made me cry like a baby. I made a review on the finale. I actually liked that he got his powers back at the end. Also, the main couple was the most functional couple I saw this year in kdramas. Which is crazy if you take into acount that he wasn’t human and both had a lot of pain and traumas from their pasts. Which shows that communication and trust is key to every relationship.
OTP:  THEY LOVED EACH OTHER SO MUCH! AND WERE BOTH HOT. SO HOT FOR EACH OTHER. I kinda ship the actors now lol
Thing I enjoyed the most: Jiah, Yeon and Rang. The romance and the relationship between Rang and Yeon, which is what actually made me cry in the end. But we all knew it was coming.
Do I recommend it? Hell Yeah. Might not be for everyone, but if you like fantasy and romance, one heavily connected with the other, and the reincarnated lovers trope which I adore! then this is your drama.
Honorable Mentions:
You know, they almost made it. But something held me back. Still, it didn’t feel right to put them with the other dramas. So they got an honorable mention with my favorite ones.
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Itaewon Class: This was, in general, a tragedy. But I loved it. Ooops. Dude was only stopping a classmate from bullying another and got his whole life ruined: got expelled, his dad was killed, he went to jail and had to start from the bottom and reached the top all thanks to one special and unique young girl. My eyes were full of tears when he finally got his happiness at the end and justice for his dad. Plus, it deals with a few topics that are still taboo in Korea. And the whole world tbh
OTP: SLOW BURN. Super slow lol For a moment there, I thought they weren’t going to be endgame, but they were and I WAS THE HAPPIEST.
Thing I enjoyed the most: Park Saeroyi and Yiseo. And the acting from the whole cast, actually. They did a really good job.
Do I recommend it? Yes. My brother hadn’t seen a kdrama in years and he saw this one. He enjoyed it greatly. I don’t know why I say this as if my brother were some kind of point of reference or expert in kdramas, but y’all need to trust me when I say this is impressive hahaha.
Into the Ring: This woman only wanted a job that could give her stability and a good pay check because her family was in huge debt. She ended up becoming a district representative that learned the real hard way a good person cannot live peacefully among politicians. She got the hell out of there in the end, thank God. Sera was a great heroine that really deserves to be called that. Loved her so much.
OTP: A super cute one that defied gender stereotypes in a delightful way. He was HER secretary at one point!
Thing I enjoyed the most: Listen, everything. It was really well done. I binged it in 2 weekends. I regret not doing a final review about it, but I just couldn’t find the time and if I do one now, it’s not gonna make the drama justice because I’m sure I’ll miss details. I did make 2 big posts about the sismance and romance.
Do I recommend it? YEP. Go see it now lol
Do you like Brahms?: Most people complained about the leads being way too depressed and miserable in the last third of the drama. I didn’t mind that, because you see, it’s what you’d expect from a melodrama lol What did leave this drama out of my favorites is the reason why they were so miserable in the first place and the 2 never actually had a long and meaningful conversation about their problems as individuals and about their relationship and it was SO needed. It was literally their thing at the start of the drama: the way they could be open with each other and communicate so damn well. But that was nowhere to be seen in the end. Still, they had a happy ending and after all that suffering, I appreciated that. I made posts about each ep. Here is the post about the last one.
OTP: Two introverts that kissed on a music room for the first time AND made out on a piano. ON THE PIANO, Y’ALL!! *fans self*
Thing I enjoyed the most: The leads. The only TWO decent people (and friends), everyone else was an awful person. Oh, and the team leader. Such a great lady!
Do I recommend it? OMG Yes? It’s hard to say it but I try to judge the drama overall and how in love I was for the most part rather than how much it frustrated me in the last few eps. If you want to watch a melo with classical music that instead of healing makes you sadder, a love hexagon that makes you want to kill secondary characters and an OTP that gets their HEA despite all that, this is your drama.
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Live On: This is a last minute addition, but given the fact that it will air the last ep on the first week of 2021, it kinda technically counts as this year’s. And I do love it. A mini drama about high schoolers. Here’s my post about the first ep and about the most recent one (with spoilers) It’s just a really well done, romantic, cute and fun with touch of mystery, coming of age story. 
OTP: The most popular girl in high school and the smart president of the broadcasting club. Started as strangers, then went on to disliking each other, became friends and then liked each other. Also, ML is quite straightforward and flirtily honest lol
Thing I enjoyed the most: How short it is and the pace of the story. The main couple and the way the mystery was written, not a lot so it’d make the whole drama just about that, but enough to make an interesting backstory that sets FL on her journey and in the process, brings the six main characters together.TW: the whole mystery revolves around bullying.
Do I recommend it? If you like high school romances, YES. It’s only 8 eps long! You can binge it on a saturday or a sunday and I assure you it won’t be a waste of time. Kinda wish I could erase it all from my mind so that I could experience the whole story right away. I envy those who can binge it.
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trutimeline · 4 years
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idislikecispeople, The Most Infamous Dyscourse Blogger: Part 1.0, Rumors
idislikecispeople, also known as many names throughout her time on Tumblr (such as Adele, Kat, Mami, Samantha and Sayaka), was a former Tumblr blogger who became infamous for coining the term "tucute", among many other controversial things she has posted on her blogs. This was supposed to be one, very long masterpost about her, but Tumblr's post editor is a bitch and won't let me do that.
In this post, I'll be debunking or confirming rumors commonly spread about idislikecispeople. The rest of my posts about her will each be dedicated to a specific controversial belief she held or situations she got into. For simplicity's sake, I'll be referring to idislikecispeople as Kat for the rest of this post and future ones.
Rumors
Kat Coined the Terms "Truscum" and "Tucute"
Verdict: Partially True
Kat coined the term tucute, but she did not coin the terms truscum or transmedicalist.
Here's a screenshot of Kat's original definition of a tucute:
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What is Tucute?
What does tucute mean?
Tucute is basically just the opposite of truscum, it’s a term and community for trans, nonbinary, and/or non-cis individuals created to separate anti-truscum from truscum and to serve as a safe place from truscum and from cis people, where they believe that being trans requires dysphoria, we do not,where they think that being trans is a medical condition, we do not,and where they deny numerous gender identities on the basis that it “discredits the trans community” we do not.
What are the prerequisites to be a part of the tucute community?
You have to be trans, nonbinary, and/or non-cis in general
You have to accept all pronouns and gender identities
You haveto believe that dysphoria is not necessary to be trans
You have to dislike truscum
You cannot side with truscum or believe in their ideology
You cannot misgender anyone no matter how mad they make you
You cannot be an ableist whatsoever
Did you invent the tucute community? Why?
I indeed did coin the tucute term and community and anyone who says otherwise are creeps who are trying to steal it from me and redefine it for their own nefarious doings. I started this community so anti-truscum could separate themselves from truscum and cis people who are a part of the truscum community, it serves as a safe space from both truscum and cis people.
I’m cis, can I be tucute if I believe in your movement and want to help?
No, you can’t be tucute if you’re cis, you can only be a tucute ally, and you need to be sure to never speak for or over a trans person.
I see a lot of tucuties being just as harmful as truscum, what will you do about it?
There isn’t much I can do to them other than ask them to stop aligning with the tucute community, and of course, that doesn’t mean they will. Also be noted that truscum and cis people will pretend to be tucute just to tarnish the name of the tucute community, so tread lightly, you might be talking to a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Spread the word, use the tag #tucute and join the army today!
[A digital drawing of Sayaka Miki from Puella Magi Madoka Magica in her magical girl form, with a banner underneath her reading "Tucute 4 U!"]
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Kat Was a Cisgender Woman Who Lied About Being a Transgender Woman
Verdict: False
This rumor primarily comes from a post on Kat's oldest known Tumblr blog, chromaghost, where she claims that she wasn't MTF and only tagged a selfie as such because she thought that transgender people were "cool".
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Anonymous asked: are you a mtf? i seen it tagged on one of your photos.
No lol. I wanted to post it to the tag because transgender people are cool :3
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However, Kat addressed this post and made it clear she very much was a transgender woman multiple times on her later blogs. This claim can also be confirmed with nude photos Kat posted online, which I don't feel comfortable spreading, so you'll just have to trust me on that one. I also don't feel comfortable directly encouraging you to go and dig up those nudes, as most of her nude photos were either taken when she was a minor, spread without her consent and/or were uploaded because people pressured her into posting nudes to "prove" she was a transgender woman.
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Anonymous asked: you bound with ace bandage in one of your selfies. i don't know what to think about you anymore. according to some people you're a 27 year old cis woman scamming us, but you say you're a 22 year old trans woman. i want to trust you but i don't know if i can. i'm sorry.
Rest assured I’m not 27 years old lol. What you’re referring to is a less than graceful ~art piece~ we did (”Playing a Boy” or something) on deviantART when we were 16/17 (?) and really ill-informed. I ask you to not take that as how I stand currently – as I have learned so much more since, and I have a penis and I was designated male at birth because of it (feel free to purchase a passcode to our nsfw blog to see for yourself). At the time we were developing breast tissue but still had to appear as a ‘boy.’ Don’t bind with Ace bandages, kids, it can damage your rib cage, something we didn’t know at the time.
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[A picture of two prescriptions, estradiol and spironolactone, both prescribed to Adele Sheffield.]
grandtran still gonna think I photoshopped it or what
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Anonymous asked: In other words, you aren't gonna cough up the pics because you know you can't fake that shit because you're actually cis. Cool. BTW why do you keep changing your story about the blog, and if the blog was run by you when you were in denial about being trans because of self hate, why were the pics tagged mtf and you were constantly saying trans people were cool?
Yeah I’m not gonna do something for y’all and get nothing in return except more doubt from you, you see how one sided that kind of request is? Also its technically considered sexual harassment, just because its on the internet, you’re a coward (whats your username btw?), and you think I’m cis and you want me to prove time and time again to you that I’m dmab doesn’t justify sexually soliciting someone when they’re not comfortable in being solicited – for free no less.
At first I genuinely had no memory of that blog, it was only active for all of 2 months and for some reason I moved onto a new email and new tumblr, and I haven’t the foggiest why. As for the whole “me claiming to not be ~mtf~” I don’t have any memories from that time, I can only assume it was a lot of dysphoria fueled self-hatred and wanting to be seen/pass as a cis girl lesbian.
If you’re really gonna solicit nudes from a trans woman (a second time) as they do sex work to try and stay on their feet without offering anything in return just so your transmisogynistic ass can get off to trying to tell me my dick is fake isn’t classy at all. I perish the thought of what you’re parents would think of this behavior from you. But yeah, feel free to send some money to my paypal so I can get the gender markers on my records changed because that’s gonna cost a lot apparently, and I’ll definitely send you the dick pics you want. :)
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[A picture of a a hospital bracelet on Kat's wrist. The patient's name is Adele Sheffield and her sex is labeled as "M".]
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Kat Lied About Having Diabetes To Get Money From Tumblr Users
Verdict: False
This doesn't need much commentary from me, just view the screenshots below.
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To the people who keep harping on me buying a $15 video game for my mental health 7 MONTHS ago “with my donation money,” well, here you go, some proof, links and screenshots provided
So for everyone spreading misinformation about me spending $15 on a video game for my mental health, here’s a full list of reasons why there is no way, shape, or form I spent my paypal money on it:
Yes, I spent $15 of my own money after selling one of my possessions, not denying it:
[A screenshot of a Tumblr post by Kat where she shows off a copy of Fall Out: New Vegas, marked with a price of $14.99. The date of the post is marked as July 21, 2014 at 06:28.39 PM.]
Be sure to look at the date, July 21st, 2014 6:28 PM. Now lets look at my first donation post asking for help:
[A screenshot of a Tumblr post by Kat where she asks for donations to be able to afford insulin because she has no insurance. The date of the post is marked as July 20, 2014 at 08:14.00 PM.]
Hmm, one day before the purchase of said game, July 20th 2014 at 8:14 PM. Now, I’ve never heard of a video game store — much less a non-chain video game store accepting payment for video games in the form of virtual Amazon gift cards, have you? Oh, but you’re gonna say, “well you bought the game with your paypal donations anyway!” Well, here’s exhibit C:
[Another screenshot of a separate post made by Kat where she is also asking for donations to be able to afford insulin. The date of the post is marked as July 23, 2014 at 12:27.46 PM.]
Again, looking at the date of this posting which is the original donations post, you can see it was posted on July 23rd, 2014 at 12:27 PM, a full 2 days after I had bought the game. Now, if there’s no way for me to use Amazon gift cards for a real life video game store, then how can I go back in time a minimum of 2 full days to give past me $15 to buy said game, hm? This isn’t even accounting for the fact that I didn’t even have my own bank account associated with it until over a week later, and it surely doesn’t account for the fact that it takes up to 5 days to transfer from paypal to your bank account. All the dates are linked to the original unedited posts so you can see for yourself, and for added measure my first deposit was on August 14th, 2014:
[A screenshot of a deposit made by Kat. The date is marked as 08/14/14.]
Oh but yeah, anti-sjs, truscum, and the like took damniwishidthoughtofabettername’s postthey used to gaslight us with misinformation and you all bought it. Tell me how I could misuse donations that I could not use outside of Amazon and money I didn’t even start receiving until a full two days later, let alone the fact that there’s no way I could have transferred said money and used it two days prior as of the date of the paypal donations post.
I hope some of y’all could reblog this and get the word out, I’m sick and tired of people buying into that misinformation that person did solely to gaslight me as a means to try and disrupt my donations drive.
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[A selfie of Kat holding up a vial of Novolin to the camera.]
Hey anon, I don’t feel comfy giving you my receipts (because doxxing is a thing) but here you go, a selfie with my most recent insulin purchase. 👽
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Anonymous asked: Getting desperate for money again I see. How is your fake diabetes lately. I bet your blood sugar is like 800 this time and you're still able to be alive somehow.
You got me, I’m ~totally faking~
[A selfie of Kat. In the background several items used by diabetics are seen such as insulin syringes, glucose tablets, a blood sugar tester and test strips.]
[A picture that gives us a closer look at the background of the previous selfie.]
[A selfie of Kat holding up two vials, one of Lantus and the other of Humalog.]
Gee, must be one dedicated faker, right? To have hundreds of dollars of insulin equipment and insulin itself. Hmmm… Insulin syringes, glucose tablets, a blood sugar tester and test strips.. oh and insulin, hmmmm….
Oh and because you didn’t learn from last time you don’t die instantly when your blood sugar goes over 600 lol, something anyone who studies endocrinology can tell you, and I would know, being a diabetic, having to be hospitalized numerous times for ketoacidosis where the blood sugar has been too high for too long. Things you clearly do not know and you’re just jumping on the disableist bandwagon. I have an idea of who you are anyway, just doing this for future reference.
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tumblezwei · 4 years
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Why Kyoko Mogami is the GOAT
And why y’all are SLEEPING ON HER
Spoilers for Skip Beat, but honestly idk how much of the story I’m gonna get into for this since I’m flying by the seat of my pants. Still, read at your own risk.
Also this is LONG lmao
Kyoko Mogami is a 16 year old middle school drop-out that works two jobs day and night in order to pay rent for the Tokyo apartment that she lives in all by herself 6 days out of the week. Going into the first chapter, there are three things immediately clear about her. 
1. She’s cheerful, kind, and also kind of batshit insane. From the first moment we meet her, her personality is throwing itself at our faces and refusing to calm down. (apologies for the bad quality images, I work with what I have)
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2. She loves Sho Fuwa, her childhood friend and rising rock-star that asked Kyoko to come with him to Tokyo after middle school graduation to support his career
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3. Nothing matters to her as long as Sho is happy. Sure, she laments that her love for girly dresses, cosmetics, and fairy tale princesses will never amount to anything since all of her money is going toward paying the rent on her and Sho’s apartment, but that’s fine. As long as her precious Sho is happy, so is she. 
And, as you’d expect, things go to shit pretty quickly afterwards. During one her off days from her night job, Kyoko decides to visit Sho at his recording studio with dinner. After sneaking in past the hoards of squealing teenage girls waiting outside to catch a glimpse of him, she overhears him talking to his manager. 
“I’m the heir to a prominent Japanese inn, do you think I’ve ever cooked or cleaned all by myself?” She hears. 
“That’s awful,” the manager replies, “you make it sound as if you brought her just to be your maid.”
“She’s basically been my maid since I was a kid, or else I wouldn’t have brought her along with me. It’s not like I forced her, I asked her a question and gave her the choice. It’s only natural that she’d work her butt off to support me.” 
And he just keeps going. Once he’s made enough to live independently, he’ll send her back. How dare his parents try to set him up with a plain-looking girl like her. She doesn’t even wear make-up! 
As images of flash in Kyoko’s mind of standing in front of make-up stores with no money to buy anything, she takes Sho’s words just as well as one might expect. By unleashing the box of tucked away emotions she’s held in her chest and swearing to take revenge on Sho for using her and throwing her away like this.
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. I failed to mention this at the start, but the beginning of the chapter introduces us to the most important piece of symbolism in Kyoko’s character development: Pandora’s box. 
For Kyoko’s entire life, she’s held this box inside herself. In myth, once this box was opened, all of the evil of the world is unleashed, never to be put back inside. So for Kyoko, the metaphor is quite apt. Hearing Sho’s words unlocks the box and unleashes a kind of anger that not even Kyoko knew she was capable of, a kind of determination and vengeance that has her dyeing her hair and staking outside of a talent manager’s house for days on end to whittle down his willpower and give her a chance to audition at Sho’s rival talent agency, LME. Every time she hears his name, or sees his picture, she’s filled with myopic sense of rage that no one can calm her down from. 
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Her sole mission in life is to get revenge on Sho Fuwa, a sentiment that finds her at odds with LME’s top actor, Ren Tsuruga, who sees her one-sided quest for vengeance as an insult to people who truly love acting. But as if Kyoko cares, she needs to get revenge! 
I’m gonna drop the pseudo-narration for a bit because I actually need to skip over a fair bit of plot to get to what I think makes Kyoko incredibly compelling, outside of being the funniest female character in existence. We’re going to jump forward in time to Kyoko’s first acting gig. Well, not so much an gig as much as it is a competition. She’s been tasked to play the role of a dignified inn keeper that’s serving tea to the main male character. After having broken her ankle and been challenged by the real lead actress, this is her first shot to prove she has the talent to make it in the acting industry. So in order to immerse herself in the role, she utilizes her experience of being trained by Sho’s mother to take care of the inn that his family owned. It’s here that we finally understand that Kyoko giving up her life back home for Sho wasn’t just a spur of the moment decision brought about by infatuation. It was something she’d been doing for her entire life. Everything she knows how to do, every skill she’s obtained, has been because of Sho. And this is the moment that she realizes that fact too. (the first image is from after the scene is done, wherein Kyoko cannot snap herself out of her character due to the lessons she was taught as a child, despite her sitting position making her broken ankle unbearably painful). 
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Even her righteous fury at being left in the dust is focused solely on Sho fucking Fuwa. Is there anything that she has than can be attributed to her own success? Does she have any skills that can’t be traced back to trying to make Sho happy? Who is Kyoko Mogami? Is she worth anything without Sho? 
And I want to make this clear right now, because I know the term “shoujo” makes people hesitate. THIS is what Skip Beat is about. Kyoko’s journey to find out who she is, and with every new role she takes on and with every experience she gains, she becomes just a little closer to finding out who she is and what she wants for herself. 
We watch as her love for acting slowly eclipses her thirst for revenge. A few arcs after this moment, she is contacted about a job to act in a music PV with none other than Sho himself. In the beginning, she accepts the job in order to prove to Sho that she’s climbing the ladder and catching up to him, but her performance suffers whenever she thinks about her revenge. And what saves her isn’t even putting aside her revenge, but prioritizing her own feelings above it. She wants to act! She wants to put on a good performance! So she needs to put aside those feelings of anger and draw from her past experiences to create a character that leaves Sho in the dust. 
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I’m gonna bet y’all are wondering about the romance, though. Because this is a shoujo, and of course it has romance. But hey, guess what? That romance is equally compelling and is an integral part to Kyoko’s character too. In the first....5 or so arcs, Ren Tsuruga ‘s relationship with Kyoko crawls it’s way out of the it’s rocky beginnings, and he slowly becomes a mentor figure to Kyoko. He’s her superior in acting, and she looks to him often for support and guidance when she’s struggling to perform a role or having difficulty with her fellow actors. To Kyoko, Ren is the goal, his level of acting is what she aspires to be, so she can stand on equal footing with him. Before there’s even a whiff of romance between them, there develops a solid bond of trust and support. And once the romance starts. Hoo boy. 
To fully understand why it’s taken 12 years irl for a confession scene to finally take place, we need to bring back the metaphor of Pandora’s box. Because not everything escaped Pandora’s box when it was opened. Pandora was able to shut the box just in time for one thing to stay locked inside: hope. In the myth, this is a good thing, while negative and vile emotions run free, hope still exists within people to become better. But for Kyoko, the box isn’t a safe place, it’s a repressed place. She spent her entire life locking away the negative emotions she felt, placing a smile on her face and hoping for Sho’s happiness. And when those emotions are set lose, she locks the box back up, sealing something else inside. Her hope, her confidence in anything having to do with love. 
It’s not just that Kyoko isn’t in love anymore, she feels as if she can’t be in love anymore, that she’s entirely incapable of it. The idea of falling in love with someone else terrifies her. What if she goes back to the way she was before? An empty shell that exists for other people and not herself. The box has been sealed tightly again, and by God this time she’s not going to let anything open it. And like, I don’t want to spoil much in this, as contradictory as that sounds. Because the scene where she realizes she loves Ren? One of the best fucking scenes in any romance manga ever. 
And. God. I haven’t even touched on her mom. Kyoko’s desire for love, that became so warped under Sho and so desolate after his betrayal, can all stem back to Saena Mogami. A woman who, no matter what Kyoko did, rejected any affection that her child tried to give, and gave none in return. “Even a mother can hate her own child.” We get bits and pieces of what Kyoko’s mother was like, and the environment that a very young Kyoko was raised in before her mother left her in the care of Sho’s parents. And eventually we realize that Kyoko isn’t afraid of her love being rejected twice, but a third time. 
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Like, y’all, I’m not good at these kind of essays. I keep wanting to go off on tangents, nothing is ever focused, I spend to much time just reading the manga instead of writing this fucking post. But please believe me when I tell you that Kyoko Mogamis character development is like none other. She’s truly at the top of her genre and it’s an actual crime that she’s so underrated. 
I HAVEN’T EVEN TALKED ABOUT KANAE, THE WEISS TO HER RUBY, THE TSUNDERE TO HER GENKI
Before Kyoko gets even a single arc with Ren, she gets two with Kanae. The first with Kanae as a central figure, and the second where Kanae is her support. She’s the one that gives Kyoko the eureka moment she needs to pull of her performance with Sho. They are one of the most developed and deep friendships in shoujo that I’ve ever seen AND Y’ALL NEED TO STOP SLEEPING ON IT. LOOK AT THESE TWO
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And don’t take this poorly assembled post at face value, I’ve left out a lot of shit. Starting with how fucking funny this manga is. Kyoko’s special talent for her LME audition is peeling vegetables, there’s a running gag where Ren asks for her advice while she’s in a giant chicken costume, unaware that it’s her, the president of LME is an eccentric millionaire that likes to dress up in different themed costumes every day and loves throwing extravagant parties, Kyoko’s hobby is making voodoo dolls and talks to a miniature Ren doll whenever she needs encouragement or advice. 
And it’s all packaged alongside some of the most compelling character development I’ve ever seen (for both Kyoko and Ren), and some absolutely heartbreaking drama. You will never know true pain until “I don’t have a daughter.”
Read this, ya’ll. You won’t regret it. 
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lcnelyinthesky · 4 years
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IF HAIKYUU!! WAS A TRACK ANIME
karasuno edition
a/n: this is my first time posting any of my headcanons, and i think about xctf!haikyuu constantly,,, it lives in my head rent free. i felt it needed to be shown to the world, but no one is really as into running as i am. enjoy!
notes: xc is cross country, a pr is a personal record, and steeplechase is the track event where the runner steps on a platfrom every 400ish meters into water. 
other schools will be up next if the people like this one (steeplechase akaashi and pole vaulter kuroo run my life,,, also high jump iwa is *chefs kiss*)
sawamura daichi
- thrower on the track team (shot put), does xc
- 5k pr: 17:23
- all around type of guy. runs to be with his friends, but prefers throwing far more
- very passionate about everyone doing their lsd (long slow distance) runs. he calls people to make sure they did them every week. the anger this man feels when they tell him no,,, pure anguish
- once tripped on a root in his first year and is now incredibly cautious of his feet
- sort of a dark horse on the karasuno team, he’s good but no one knows
sugawara koushi
- sprinter in the spring (55, 100), does xc
- 5k pr: 18:17
- does arm workouts with daichi and asahi during xc season, has no reason to
- always complains about hills. i don’t know why but i KNOW this man hates hill days. he puts on a fake smile but whispers “i’m gonna [redacted]” in daichi’s ear right before they start. looks so tired.
- has been seen slapping people’s asses during practice, especially the second years. 
- is the gay with the homies stereotype
azumane asahi
- thrower in the spring (y’all already know mans is BEEFY), does xc to be with his friends
- 5k pr: 18:34
- is frequently seen singing along to blondie during practice
- hates lsd runs so so much. noya made him do one once and when they hit mile ten he was about to fight anyone
- arm workouts with the third years are daichi and asahi minding their own business getting things done and suga on the floor on his phone giving them pop culture updates. tell me im wrong do it
nishinoya yuu
- runs the 400 almost exclusively in the spring, does xc to get out his energy
- 5k pr: 16:02
- frequently goes lost on the trails with tanaka, but they always manage to get back before 5pm,,, also he trips a lot
- once he rolled down a hill and has come to a point of saying “rolling thunder” whenever he trips in practice and during a race
tanaka ryunosuke
- also runs the 400 (and does the 400 hurdles,, he got hops) and does xc, i can just imagine those balls of energy being able to sprint for a really long time
- 5k pr: 16:03
- is very annoyed that at the end of the season he couldn’t beat noya
- refuses to wear anything extra under his uniform because he doesn’t want to deprive kiyoko of the view of his thighs
- shaved his legs once on a dare from noya. is still convinced it hasn’t regrown all the way (it has)
- tananoya don’t listen to music when they run they just talk about anything and it helps their stamina
ennoshita chikara, kinoshita hisashi, narita kazuhito
- 1600 in track, run of the mill distance runner ig,,, nothing spectacular. they do it all together. sometimes dabble in the 400 or the 3200, but they prefer the mile
- 5k pr: 19:54, 20:01, 19:57
- frequently seen jamming to mumble rap,,, they like when they can match their pace with the beat of a song
kageyama tobio
- STEEPLECHASE!!! he’s one of my steeple boys <3, does the 800 occasionally too to beat oikawa, also runs xc of c
- 5k pr: 15:59
- chasing hinata at practice to little landmarks for no reason and waiting for ukai to tell them to slow down
- listens to podcasts when he runs because he likes the noise,, but he gets really lost really fast and just uses it as background to his dumbass thoughts like “my shoes are looser than usual” and “what size spikes are in mine right now” and “did my mom wash my leggings”
- mans runs in leggings thats canon and he sURE DOES at meets (only when its cold,, when its fine he lets those thighs breathe) like it looks so bad but he’s comfy so ok ig
hinata shoyo
- allllll the long distance events, 1600, 3200, 5k during track season too
- 5k pr: 15:51
- seen running his cool down at the same speed he did the whole race because he can’t quite stop for some reason
- runs to like heavy metal and like screamo because hes convinced it makes him faster when actually he just gets scared and it makes his heart race,, seems to be working though
- he wears a shirt under his uniform tank top and its always some gross clashing color,, says his mom makes him wear it to keep warm
- actually does his lsd runs,, every day. but its super long and barely slow he just cannot stop going
tsukishima kei
- xc mostly, says track is too much work but ends up running hurdles every year, despite all of his protest
- 5k pr: 16:20
- listens to yamaguchi’s music when they run together, and they typically run together. seen slowing down to match yamaguchi’s pace
- shaves his legs for track/xc because he’s a firm believer in how it aids in his aerodynamics. kuroo and bokuto do it too,,, its a group thing. 
- wears shorts under the uniform shorts because he doesn’t want anyone seeing his massiv- wears a shirt too he likes being covered
yamaguchi tadashi
- runs the 400, 800, 1600, and did a 3200 once because he’s not spectacular at anything and wants to find his niche,, solid with xc doe
- 5k pr: 17:52
- seen running around his general home area to get better because he wants tsukki to push himself <33
- he doesn’t wear anything extra under the tiny uniform because he’s more insecure about other peoples opinions than his body :(( poor baby
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shorkbrian · 4 years
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Ask Answering
Ask answering time!
As always, if you don’t see your ask answered, it just means I’m saving it to attach it to a fic, Drabble, or HC. 
If you’d prefer to not see these types of posts from me, block the tag “shorkbrian answers a lot of asks”
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CAn I be one of those pies that has birds in it? Goth pie.  But ty dude, and you aren’t pathetic lol. we’re all in this boat together.
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Me sitting in class all the time just like 
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but I wish you luck as well man! collemge edumakashun here we cum
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Hello black heart anon (: You’re always in my inbox and I love it so so so much, you don’t even know 
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lub u black heart anon
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thank u luv <3 
(legitimately I see this ask every time I go to fill a req and askuhkdk it makes me wheeze)
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Guess what Awaso? 
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In Love With You. This is such a genuine and heartfelt message, I would let you bite my ear whenever you wanted, let me be the Van Gogh to ur knife bby. 
forrreal, I know logically that a lot of the feelings I have are normal and are part of being a teenager. Fun story but for like the first 16-17 years of my life I was convinced there was something wrong with me because I didn’t feel the need to express emotions. I could count on one hand how many times I’d cried in the past two years. Then I went to therapy and talked about stuff and my therapist taught me how to cry. I still can’t really cry, but at least it happens lol. So while it’s kinda embarrassing and stupid, a little part of me is glad I’m able to express my emotions instead of just stuffing them down my shirt like a little kid stuffing a pillow down their shirt trying to emulate a pregnant woman.
Okay I'm done lol, anyways, thank you for this message. I’ve read and re-read it many, many times.
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It’s not stupid!!!!!! Do not apologize!!!!!! fantasies are fantasies, I get it bro (:
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still cannot believe there are people out there who genuinely enjoy my stuff... like y’alll... I thought it was a joke...
But I would be willing to write a second part! I just need help coming up with like an idea cause idek how to go from there lol. 
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could you guys pls stop giving me compliments I am genuinely going to cry like a little bitch and I have to uphold the image of being the funniest person in my household and If I start crying then I cannot do that. Pls. My Image
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Listen, she can be whoever you want her to be! long lost sister, adopted sister, the kid he used to babysit that coincidentally loves horror movies and the same stuff he likes. Could be the kid that came over to help clean his father’s gigantic house, could be the bagger at the grocery store. You get to control who it is! That’s the cool bit!
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You have thus been dubbed “Iced Chocolate Anon” (What is that btw? is that a thing?). Thank you for sharing your experience. I’m sorry that you had to go through that experience, I can’t imagine that it was easy or fun or even fruitful. I’m glad you’re looking at life through a different lens, and that you’re down to share that lease with other people. I’ve been trying to be better, to get better.
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What did I just say about not making me cry it’s gonna Ruin My Image man. DOn’t be nice to me PLEASE I'm asjfshkgkfs
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me every time I open my page/look at my pfp
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do you-do you wanna share the medicine I take
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Thank you! He’s always fun to write for lol
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ty for the draca-snoop. He was and is much appreciated (:
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I get what you’re saying, and you make really checking good points. I guess I just get too caught up with how I should try to be, because I don’t know what to do on this site and so I just kinda follow everyone else? and try to make sure I'm following the unwritten rules. Like I don’t want people getting mad cause I don’t answer asks right away or anything, yanno? idk, stuff is hard lol amirite
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I owe myself the care and attention to make time to do things I enjoy. I enjoy writing, I enjoy seeing what people send me. I enjoy the experience. Y’all are rad as heck!
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WHAT KIND OF REQUEST IS THAT
the first request I’ll ever be denying sorry luv
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well I do not know what to do cause other people say
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so I’m just standing here idek anymore
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why inhale my posts when you could be inhaling this di-
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Thank you kind stranger! although pls don’t admire my hands, I need new ones. hand donations are open ! I can only type like 70(?) wpm and I have an essential tremor and so I’m shaking like it’s -42 degrees at all times. please, I want different hands. I mean if you wanna we can trade. But essentially lol the point was THANK YOU you’re super nice
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ik this was back before I set up my master list and I was crying and whining and being annoying about it. You worded this so nicely! I think I’m only going to be uploading actual fics and one shots there, because the thirst posts and drabbles don’t fit the ao3 format lol.
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I feel like I need to accept that Kirishima is my comfort character lol. I love him sm. I think of him and just 
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“Or just post anything, really.” have fun watching me post about Kirishima 2465972658729 before even thinking about any other character loooooool
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AO3 Anon!!!! This message made me feel so warm and loved and ugh, you’re literally too sweet and too kind and a literal angel on earth. You rock. I hope YOU have a lovely day/night.
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thank u bby (wink wonk wink)
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gahfdsgkdh KIDDING but lol my intent was that Sero is a GIANT perv, but in the process of being a giant perv, he fell in love with u mwuah 
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I’m sorry lol
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Okay, I will be 100% hoenest here.... I rlly don’t like Enji. writing for him is like an impossible task for me, I have no Simp Sauce for him. But you know who does, and who is really cool, and would love to explore these ideas with you? @implexedactions​ 
Enji is THEIR man and ONLY their man lol. 
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It’s not over-stepping, and it’s not weird, no worries. Remember folks, I don’t kink shame or character shame here (I do admit when something isn’t my particular jam, but just cause I don’t froth for it doesn’t mean others shouldn’t, yanno? Like what you like), and there is very little I see as weird lol.
thank you for the concern though, I appreciate it.
And with that, we have ended. TY for coming to my (Shorky) ask answering session. Have a good night and drink some freakin water, right now. Finish reading this and get up and go get water. It’s good for you. TY
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Thorns
Summary: A tale as old as time. Dom stumbled upon a castle and perhaps something more. (will be a series) 
Warning: some language, it’s a slow ass burn y’all 
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The legend was a juicy one, so juicy many an author had taken time to transcribe their own version of the tale. Some were incredibly far-fetched, others took a strict moral approach. Those who know the in parties involved agree the events occurred in a similar manner. 
Long ago in the English country side, a small kingdom sprang up. The castle was idyllic, with sweeping rose gardens and stables, ivy crawling up the towers, and a lavish ballroom for parties. Known for a variety of goods that grew just a bit too magically, the kingdom prospered. Magic was not unreasonable in the kingdom and served as a comfort, especially as protection from the restless wolves that lurked beyond the castle walls. 
Still, life was pleasant and just until the princess came of age. Perhaps it was the philosophy she took to reading, or the endless days bemoaning to the kitchen staff, but Y/N simply could not believe she was expected to get married at the tender age of 16. It was disgusting. Damn near revolting and illegal. 
So when the royal ball brought conquests from around the world to try and whoo her, they all failed. One by one she rejected every prince (and the occasional princess) in their hand in marriage. Most took the rejection with stride or at the very least were so royally cold it did not matter that is until one rather evil prince (speculation was his name was Loki and remained second in line to the throne) was rejected. 
“You pathetic quim. Any girl would consider it an honor to marry me in Asgard.” He hissed like a snake, moving around her as she tried to cross the floor. 
“Then leave.” She stepped onto the throne, overlooking all of the hall. “Anyone who shares his sentiment may leave as well.” 
“If you so desperately want to be alone, alone with the wolves for eternity you shall be.” 
All at once, Loki brandished a staff, twirling it around his head as a beam of green light struck the fair princess in her chest. Amidst the chaos the crowd fled, leaving a collapsed Y/N in the arms of the king and queen and the staff. 
“Send for the witch!” The queen shrieked, a notable lack of concern for her daughter present. A curse one was a curse on all. 
Ashley arrived wearing a cloak that disguised the beauty beneath. For hours she tended to the young princess, doing her best to reverse the spell. In the end, she managed to alter things just enough that hopefully the young princess would have some time. In good faith and service, she remained in the castle which would come to be a blessing as the young beauty would soon become a beast. 
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Many years later, a musician woke from his slumber with a stretch. He rubbed his eyes and stifled a yawn as he rushed to get dressed for the day. Today, Dominic Harrison was going to make it big. The village could just suck it. If he didn’t, he supposed he could return to the small minded village and marry a simple small minded girl, but that was hardly Plan B. 
Kissing his mother and father, he loaded the cart and hitched his horse. His younger sisters rushed out to hug him farewell, housecoats billowing behind them. “You were going to leave without saying goodbye!” They accused. 
“Me? Never. I was just letting my girls rest.” He pinched a cheek and nose for good measure. “Now, what do my darlings want me to bring back for them?Crepes? Biscuits? A puppy?”
“A rose!” 
He smiled his crooked smile. “Those are my favorite, why don’t you pick something else?” 
“Biscuits then, but get a rose for you.” 
Dom couldn’t believe he was so blessed with such a loving family and such darling sisters. He did intend on expanding his family one day, he just hoped it would be with someone as loving as he. 
With his final goodbyes, he mounted his horse and headed off. He had made the journey plenty of times in 22 years, no doubt this time would be any different. This thought would soon prove naive as a storm swept in, his horse tossing him off and running straight toward the castle gates. 
Running to catch up with his beloved pet, Dom heard the howls began to echo through the woods. With a strangled cry of frustration, he met up at the gates with his horse, holding the reign in his hands. 
“Please!” He wasn’t sure what he was begging for. The royal family weren’t exactly the most helpful or kind bunch from what he had heard in his lifetime. Dom shook the rusting gates, the thought hitting him he didn’t know when the last time the gates had been opened. 
A low creak pushed the rusting gates open just enough for him and his horse to squeeze on through. Kissing the Saint Christopher that hung from his neck, Dom led his horse inside the gates. The rusted metal clanged shut trapping him in. 
“Don’t worry, bubba, we’ll be alright.” He assured, stroking his horses mane as they ventured up the drive to the castle. “Look, there’s a stable for ya.” 
Leading bubba into the stable, the horse whinnied happily entering a stall with plenty of hay and water. “You stay here, I’m going to see if I can get some shelter.”
Soaked to his core, he trudged on to the castle, stopping only briefly to smell the roses that grew in twisted  knots on a trellis. How beautiful they were, he was certain his sisters would love one. 
He plucked a red one off the vine. “How delightful.” 
“Who goes there?” 
Dom jumped in fright, turning quickly to find a short young woman, arms crossed. A cloak covered her head which paired with long tendrils of hair covered her face. “Please, I mean no harm. I just got lost, the storm spooked my horse and I-”
“So you steal a rose?” How cold Dom felt in her presence. “Guards!” 
A small army dressed in faded tunics baring the royal arms surrounded him and ceased his arms, struggling he was carried down into the depths of the castle. 
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“Princess? Perhaps it might be wise to offer our guest a room of his own?”
 The question was posed by Harry, one of the most faithful members of the staff. Once upon a time he sang for the crown at parties and balls, now he kept the castle a foot and kept Y/N company in her chamber. He was not usually so bold in his distaste of her actions, though he was always quite kind. 
“Harry, I said no.” Y/N turned her back to him and focused her attention once more on the wilting rose that remained encased in glass on her balcony. 
“But what if-”
“But nothing!” She had turned cold in her isolation, her view of the world tainted by such loneliness, her view of men tainted with the oppression they caused (except for Harry it wasn’t his fault, nothing ever was). “Besides, who could ever love me?” The list of reasons to not were ever growing. 
Harry crossed the room in two brief strides, his professional guard dropping as he scooped her into his arms. “Y/N, don’t think like that. We all love you and if I could break it, you know I would.” 
Tears fell onto the glass dome encasing the rose as the two fell into silence. Once Y/N curled up into a ball and fell into fitful sleep, Harry grabbed a candle stick and rushed into the prisons. 
The chill made his teeth chatter as he tsked under his breath. “Princess’ll learn one of these days, only way somebody’s gonna love her is if she’s fucking nice.” He continued his grumbling as he reached the cells. 
Drawing out his keys, he unlocked the cell revealing a strapping young lad that reminded him of himself when he first arrived at the castle. “Hello mate, I’d like to offer my most sincere apologies for the treatment you have received up until now.”
“Pop your clogs.” Dom spat, squinting his eyes at the stranger. Under any other circumstance, literally any other one, he would be jumping the tall man’s bones because damn he was pretty. 
“Well that’s not very nice at all.” Harry quipped unlocking the cell door and holding it open. 
“You arrest people for picking a bloody rose around here?” 
A harsh look clouded the servants face, eyes turning sharp. “Some suffer eternal damnation for one.” Um, what the fuck? Dom thought. “Unless you would like to spend the night freezing down here, I suggest you follow me.” 
Sucking in a bated breath he decided he had one option and that was to follow the stranger. Harry flashed a dimpled grin, “Name’s Harry. The delightful princess you met earlier is her royal highness Y/N.”
“She’s a peach.” Dom scoffed keeping his stride in time with Harry’s, a frown lacing the other man’s face. 
“Things were not always like this.”
“What happened?”
Harry shook his head, leading him into one of the many unused guest chambers. “Nothing you need to worry your little head about right now. For now, dry off and rest we cannot have our guest getting ill.” 
Now, Dom wasn’t entirely sure he was a guest, or at the very least a willing guest, but he desperately wanted warmth and to sleep so he complied. He found robes of the finest silk and immediately thought of how much his mum and sisters would love the extravagance of it all. 
It was the first time he cried to go home. 
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CHICAGO FIRE – ONE MINUTE (S01E04)
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                                         [ambo door shuts]
Gabby Dawson: Why didn’t you call Alexa back? I liked her.
Leslie Shay: You know the joke - what does a lesbian bring on a
                     second date?
                     A moving van.
Gabby Dawson: You have major commitment issues.
Leslie Shay: Yeah, yeah.
Gabby Dawson: Can you please put this out in front. I’m gonna  
                           take this stuff to the kitchen.
Leslie Shay: All right. I’m not carving this thing.
TV: Some developing local news now…
Peter Mills: Yo, do we have any spices around here besides salt
                   and pepper?
                                            [tv in background]
Otis Zvonecek: What else do you need besides salt and pepper?
Gabby Dawson: [groans]
Peter Mills: Wow.
Gabby Dawson: This is for the trick-or-treaters. And heads up…
                            Halloween is Chief Boden’s favourite holiday.
Peter Mills: [chuckles]
Gabby Dawson: Oh, I’m dead serious.
                                      [plastic bag rustling]
Otis Zvonecek: We can see where you’re putting that.
Gabby Dawson: Hey, nobody touches the candy. We ran out last
                           year.
Christopher Herrmann: I graciously donate my in-laws television,
                                       and I cannot get a piece of candy?
Gabby Dawson: [scoffs]
                           I keep coriander, cumin and bay leaves in the back
                           cupboard.
                           Um, I used up all the saffron last time I cooked.
                                      [alarm beeps, PA buzzes]
(Over PA): Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61.  
                 Warehouse fire, 6620 Oak Park.
                                 [sirens wailing, horns honking]
                                     [squad door slams shut]
Matt Casey: This is the old Triskin warehouse.
Kelly Severide: Looks like the door’s been pried open. Could be  
                         squatters inside.
Chief Boden: Smoke’s already coming out pretty quick. We don’t  
                      have long on this one.
                      (into radio) Engine 51, give me a 2 ½ in the front  
                      door, cover the search team. Truck 81, open up  
                      the back, vent the skylights.
                      Kelly, give me that primary search.
Kelly Severide: Yep.
Matt Casey: Cruz and Otis, raise the aerial and take out the
                     skylights. Herrmann and Mills, let’s open up the
                     back and get in there.
                     Let’s go.
                                         [indistinct chatter]
Kelly Severide: Smoke’s bad. Get the doors down fast.
Matt Casey: Strike.
                                      [door creaking open]
Matt Casey: Done.
Christopher Herrmann: Going left.
Kelly Severide: Mind your step.
                         Call out.
Christopher Herrmann: Fire department! Anyone in here?
                                        [indistinct chatter]
Chief Boden: That smoke’s turning ugly.
Kelly Severide: Fire department! Anyone in here?
Christopher Herrmann: There’s someone in the back!
                                        Let’s go!
Peter Mills: Hey guys, over here.
                   Fire department! Anybody here? Call out!
Firefighter: I got you. Come on.
                                     [groaning & coughing]
Kelly Severide: Hang on to me. We’re gonna get you out.
Victim 1: [coughing]
Gabby Dawson: We got him.
Peter Mills: Fire department!
                             [wood crashing, glass breaking]
Peter Mills: Unh!
Chief Boden: (over radio) All companies, evacuate the building.
Christopher Herrmann: Come on, Mills, let’s go.
Chief Boden: It’s gonna flash.
Matt Casey: Herrmann and Mills still inside?
Chief Boden: Yep.
                      (over radio) Repeat, evacuate immediately.
                      (into radio) Come on, now, guys. We gotta get out of
                       there. Let’s go.
                      Come on, men.
                                                [coughing]
Christopher Herrmann: Come on, Mills.
Peter Mills: There’s a guy still inside. I saw him.
                   Chief, give me one more minute to go back in there.
Chief Boden: No, it’s over. No more minutes.
Peter Mills: H-He could be alive. Just give me one more minute. I  
                   know I can get to him. I know.
Chief Boden: You’re not going anywhere. This building’s about to
                       flash.
Peter Mills: Chief, I could get…
Chief Boden: Enough!
                      (into radio) All officers, take count of your firefighters.  
                      Nobody goes back in.
                      All members out of the collapse zone. Everybody,
                      back up.
                      Back up.
Matt Casey: Let’s go.
                                       [indistinct radio chatter]
Radio Dispatcher: Company 16 and Truck 22…[continues
                               indistinctly]
                               Roger that 25, Ladder 47, Truck 34…[continues
                               indistinctly]…we’re all clear
                                           [fire explosion]
                                         [glass shattering]
Chief Boden: (into radio) Fire up the water cannons.
                                          [water spraying]
                                         [indistinct chatter]
                                           - Title Screen -
Lee Henry Herrmann: C’mon! Let’s go!
Cindy Herrmann: Boys!
                             Boys!
                                       [indistinct shouting]
Christopher Herrmann: Hey, give her back the wand. Now!
                                       Hey, hey. Here you go.
                                        Ah.
Lee Henry Herrmann: Man.
Christopher Herrmann: I thought you were gonna be a superhero.
Luke Herrmann: I am. I’m a superboy.
Christopher Herrmann: That’s the whole costume?
                                        That’s pretty half-assed.
Cindy Herrmann: Christopher!
Christopher Herrmann: What? He can’t put on a cape?
Cindy Herrmann: He doesn’t have a…
                                            [kissing sound]
Christopher Herrmann: All right.
                                       I walked in on your dad again…on the can.
Cindy Herrmann: [sighs]
Christopher Herrmann: The man refuses to lock the door.
Cindy Herrmann: And you refuse to knock.
                             [sighs] This came.
Christopher Herrmann: Aw, crap.
Luke Herrmann: Were you there, daddy?
Christopher Herrmann: Yep, and we kicked that fire’s butt.
                                        Love you, okay?
Cindy Herrmann: Bye.
Christopher Herrmann: Bye.
Luke Herrmann: You can’t leave. I put a force field around the door.
Christopher Herrmann: If you had a cape on, I might believe that.
                                       Come on, I’m late.
Luke Herrmann: No.
Christopher Herrmann: Lukey, hey.
                                       I told you, you don’t have to worry about
                                       me so much.
Luke Herrmann: What if you get hurt again?
Christopher Herrmann: I’ll get better, just like last time. And like  
                                       you did, when your bike went over.
                                       Us Herrmanns’, we’re tough bastards.
Luke Herrmann: [whispers] You said bastards.
Christopher Herrmann: [whispers] Don’t tell mom.
                                       [sighs] Okay.
                                       [whispers] Come on. Come on buddy.
Luke Herrmann: [whispers] Okay.
Christopher Herrmann: I love you buddy.
                                                cutscene
Kids: Happy Halloween!
Chief Boden: Happy Halloween.
                     Guess what? After school, I’m gonna break out a
                     bottomless bowl of treats.
                     Gonna come back and get ‘em?
                     You’ll bring ‘em back?
Kids & Adults: Yeah.
Chief Boden: Go on, then. Get out of here and come back.
                      Y’all look great.
Kids: Thank you!
                                               cutscene
Peter Mills: Yo Lieutenant, can I ask you something?
Matt Casey: Sure.
Peter Mills: In general, when Chief says, ‘everybody out of a  
                   building now’, how much time do we really have?
                   A minute? 30 seconds? What?
Matt Casey: Don’t beat yourself up, Mills.
Peter Mills: See, the things is, I was closest to the victim. I-I could  
                   see him, you know? I…
Matt Casey: When Chief says “now”, he means now. Not 30  
                     seconds, not any seconds. Got it?
Peter Mills: Yeah. Yeah, I figured. Thanks.
                                                    cutscene
                                           [locker door slams]
Kelly Severide: Ah!
                                             [punches locker]
Jose Vargas: Morning Lieutenant.
Kelly Severide: Morning.
Jose Vargas: You get hurt the other night?
Kelly Severide: Mind not turning the locker room into a chat room?
Jose Vargas: Yeah.
                                                  cutscene
Joe Cruz: Just take the damn piece of candy already. She won’t
                notice.
Mouch: I’m not climbing onto the counter.
Joe Cruz: Hey, did you guys hear that Casey’s gonna…testify
                 against Detective Voight’s son?
Otis Zvonecek: Apparently, Dawson’s brother says it’s a risky  
                          move, and…Voight’s a dangerous son of a
                          bitch.
Mouch: I wouldn’t put my ass on the line like that.
             Uh Lieutenant, you need any help with the Detective  
             Voight situation, you let me know. When I became  
             union rep, they…sent me a bunch of brochures.
Matt Casey: I’m good, thanks. Just need to testify at the  
                    arraignment, once it’s set.
Christopher Herrmann: You see this crap?
Peter Mills: Why is it crap?
                    I just mean that that’s what happened, isn’t it? So…
Christopher Herrman: Where is the headline about how we busted
                                     our humps and saved three guys, huh?
Chief Boden: Okay, everybody, listen up.
                      Today, our very own Jose Vargas transfers from Truck
                       to Squad.
                       As of now, he’s officially a member of Rescue Squad
                       3.
                                        [clapping & cheering]
All: Whoo!
Mouch: Big time Vargas.
Otis Zvonecek: Make sure to bow next time you walk by.
Matt Casey: Best of luck.
Jose Vargas: Thanks, Lieutenant.
Nicki Rutkowski: Hey, Lieutenant Casey, I just saw your car out
                             front.
                             Something happened to it.
Matt Casey: What the hell?
Joe Cruz: This is why I can’t stand Halloween, man. The punks,
                 they go wild.
Matt Casey: My gym bag got lifted.
Christopher Herrmann: Right in front of the station.
                                       Call the cops. File a report.
Matt Casey: Yeah, I should.
                                   [alarm beeping, PA buzzes]
(Over PA): Truck 81, Squad 3. House fire, 220 South Kilbourn.
                                            [sirens wailing]
                                        [squad door shuts]
Kelly Severide: [into radio] Fire is out on arrival. Hold on incoming
                          companies. We’ll do a little overhaul.
                          You okay, ma’am?
Lady 1: I’m fine.
            I must have dropped a cigarette or something. I was  
            cleaning out the garage. So stupid of me.
Kelly Severide: Well, good job putting it out.
                          We were here a few weeks ago. Fire in your car,  
                          parked out front.
Lady 1: The car is old.
Kelly Severide: Two fires in two weeks?
Lady 1: Bad luck always comes in streaks.
Man 1: Yo, yo, afternoon officer.
Kelly Severide: I need to check inside, make sure the fire didn’t  
                          get into the adjoining wall.
Lady 1: All right.
                                            [train passing by]
Kelly Severide: No heat. That’s good.
                          Huh.
Lady 1: Me and my late husband.
Kelly Severide: How long were you married?
Lady 1: 45 years, till he passed.
Kelly Severide: Wow. What’s the secret?
Lady 1: I never asked.
Kelly Severide: [chuckles]
Lady 1: Just counted my blessings every day [chuckles]
                                              [door opens]
Capp: She say what happened?
Kelly Severide: Mm-mm.
                                   [laughing in the background]
                                                cutscene
Christopher Herrmann: What the hell happened?
Leslie Shay: It went out.
Mouch & Otis Zvonecek: What?
Chief Boden: It just need a new cord. Nobody panic.
Leslie Shay: Go ahead. Try it.
                                             [remote clicks]
                                            [applause on tv]
Otis Zvonecek: Yes.
Chief Boden: Ah.
Otis Zvonecek: Halloween horror marathon, channel 11.
Mouch: We are back.
Marc Thorne: My brother died because he was homeless and  
                       poor. If he had been a firefighter or a banker in    
                       a fancy apartment, they would have found a  
                       way to save him. It was recorded on cell phone:
[video recording…]
Peter Mills: Chief, give me one more minute to go back in there.
Chief Boden: No, it’s over. No more minutes.
Peter Mills: H-He could be alive. Just give me one more minute. I  
                   know I can get to him. I know.
Chief Boden: Not going anywhere. This building’s about to flash.
Peter Mills: Chief, I can get…
Chief Boden: Enough!
[end of video recording…]
Marc Thorne: Even his own man wanted to go back in and save
                       my brother’s life, but the Chief on the scene,  
                       Wallace Boden, said no.
TV: So the investigation continues…
                                             [remote clicks]
Peter Mills: [sighs]
                                                   cutscene
Nicki Rutkowski: Hey, there’s another request for an interview  
                             about the fire from some blogger.
Chief Boden: The answer’s the same. No comment.
Nicki Rutkowski: Got it. And Peter Mills wanted to see you.
Chief Boden: Send him in.
Peter Mills: Thanks.
Nicki Rutkowski: Yeah.
Chief Boden: Hey, Mills, what’s up?
Peter Mills: Um, when I asked to go back in, I apologise if that was
                   out of line.
Chief Boden: Not another word. That is exactly the attitude I want  
                      from all my men.
                      Forget the news report.
Peter Mills: Yes, sir. Thank you.
                                              [door closes]
Chief Boden: You’re welcome.
                                                 cutscene
Leslie Shay: Hey, we got our first trick-or-treater.
Hallie Thomas: Hey guys. Happy Halloween.
Leslie Shay: Happy Halloween, lady.
Gabby Dawson: Sweet shoes.
Hallie Thomas: Thanks. Uh, are you a runner too?
Gabby Dawson: Uh, I just did my first 10k a couple months ago.
Hallie Thomas: Oh, wow, that’s-that’s my race too. I’ve been  
                          training for the next one. I’m trying to get in
                          under 48 minutes.
Gabby Dawson: That sounds like a good goal.
Hallie Thomas: How’d you do?
Gabby Dawson: 45:20.
Hallie Thomas: Wow, that’s…great [chuckles]
Gabby Dawson: [chuckles]
Leslie Shay: Casey’s in his quarters, I think.
Hallie Thomas: Awesome, thank you. I’ll see you guys.
Gabby Dawson: Yep.
Leslie Shay: Bye.
                    45:20?
Gabby Dawson: It was somewhere around there.
                                             cutscene
                                          [door opens]
Matt Casey: Everything okay?
                                          [door closes]
Hallie Thomas: Of course. Why do you look worried?
Matt Casey: [exhales] I-I’m not worried. Just…surprised.
Hallie Thomas: Well, I was thinking about our new plan to start  
                          fresh, and I realised…
Matt Casey: What?
Hallie Thomas: That there is something that we talked about doing  
                          and never did.
Matt Casey: Yeah?
                                          [blinds rolling down]
                                                 [lock click]
                                                  cutscene
                                           [knocks on door]
Nicki Rutkowski: Chief, this is Sondra Sherman.
Sondra Sherman: I’m an attorney with the city’s office.
Chief Boden: How can we help you today?
Sondra Sherman: I need to ask you some questions about the  
                              Triskin warehouse fire.
Chief Boden: Why?
Sondra Sherman: The city’s been contacted by…an attorney for
                              Marc Thorne, the victim’s brother. There are
                              some concerns about the way the fire was
                              handled.
Chief Boden: My sympathies go out to Mr Thorne, but if I hadn’t  
                      handled the fire the way I did, not only would his  
                      brother be dead, but so would my men.
Sondra Sherman: Mmhmm. And how long was it after you called  
                             your men out that the structure exploded?
Chief Boden: I don’t know…exactly.
Sondra Sherman: Huh.
Chief Boden: About a minute.
Sondra Sherman: And did one of your men tell you there was  
                              someone still inside?
Chief Boden: Yes, he did, and he wanted to go back in and get  
                      him. I said no. Seconds later, there was a
                      flashover.
Sondra Sherman: I wouldn’t ask you these questions unless I had
                             to, Chief. We don’t think you did anything
                             wrong, but an M.E.’s report will be released
                             soon, and if it says his brother was alive up  
                             until the explosion, Thorne will come after  
                             you, the department, and the city of
                             Chicago.
                             The city completely supports you. You shouldn’t
                             feel bad.
Chief Boden: I don’t.
                      If we’re done here, I have some work to do.
Sondra Sherman: [chuckles lightly]
                                      [door open and closes]
                                                cutscene
Kelly Severide: Wait here, guys.
                                       [squad door shuts]
Kelly Severide: Hey, Bobby. Thanks for coming.
Bobby: Hi. How you doin’?
Kelly Severide: Good.
Bobby: So what’s the deal here?
Kelly Severide: You tell me.
                                         [knocks on door]
Kelly Severide: Mrs Grady, how are you, ma’am?
Lady 1 (Mrs Grady): I’m fine.
Kelly Severide: We just had a-a few questions about those fires
                         that you had.
Lady 1 (Mrs Grady): They were accidents. I don’t know any more
                                  than I’ve already told you.
Kelly Severide: Okay, we just wanted to make sure that there are  
                          no more…incidents.
Lady 1 (Mrs Grady): Sorry.
                                               [door shuts]
Kelly Severide: Someone set fire to her car two weeks ago. This  
                          morning, her garage burns, she says…
Bobby: So she said they were just accidents.
Kelly Severide: They weren’t.
Bobby: But why do you think somebody would come after her? I  
            mean, she lives alone. She keeps to herself.
Kelly Severide: Pick a reason.
                                                  cutscene
Sondra Sherman: I have a suggestion.
                              If you do a sit-down with Marc Thorne, that
                              could help minimise the damage.
Chief Boden: A sit-down?
Sondra Sherman: Yeah. A “Beer in the rose garden” kind of thing.
                               You, Thorne, attorneys for both sides.
Chief Boden: Whose idea was this?
Sondra Sherman: Sit-down was his. Beer was mine.
                             Sometimes a simple conversation can avert a  
                             major lawsuit. Maybe all he wants is an
                             apology.
Chief Boden: I doubt that.
Sondra Sherman: Chief, I don’t think you understand. If we can’t  
                              make this go away before the M.E.’s report  
                              comes back, your job and your livelihood are
                              at risk.
Chief Boden: I am not going to apologise. I did nothing wrong,
                      neither did any of my men.
Sondra Sherman: Look, the city completely supports you.
Chief Boden: You keep saying that, and in the same breath, you  
                      tell me my job’s on the line.
Sondra Sherman: We…
Chief Boden: [chuckles] I really do have work to do. I’m gonna go
                       do it.
                                                 cutscene
Nicki Rutkowski: I have a favour to ask you.
                            Can I borrow your house key?
                            I just want to set a little something up for Kelly in
                           his room. Champagne, candles. I think my dad  
                           showing up at your apartment maybe pushed
                           him away.
Leslie Shay: Yeah, I don’t think it’s your dad showing up so much  
                     that’s the problem as much as him announcing that
                     you’re engaged.
Nicki Rutkowski: I wasn’t hiding that.
Leslie Shay: Where’s your ring?
Nicki Rutkowski: It’s being resized right now.
                            So, can I have the key or not?
Leslie Shay: [chuckles] Not. At all.
                                   [alarm beeping, PA buzzing]
(Over PA): Ambulance 61. Hand laceration, 310 East Pearson.
                                        [background chatter]
                                 [indistinct chatter over radio]
Leslie Shay: Oof! You got a nice bleed going there.
                    Yikes. What happened?
Victim 2 (Chef): I was, uh, chopping, and suddenly there were…
                          screams, so I took my eyes off the onion. Next
                          thing I know, my hand’s gushing blood.
Gabby Dawson: Screams?
Victim 2 (Chef): A reaction to a two-tier baby carriage and…
                         matching car seat.
Leslie Shay: Wiggle your fingers for me.
Victim 2 (Chef): [exhales]
Leslie Shay: Ah, it’s not bad but, yeah, you’re gonna need stitches.
Lady 2: The mom-to-be had a dizzy spell when she saw the blood.  
             Can one of you guys take a look at her.
Gabby Dawson: Oh, yeah, sure.
                           You’re not gonna believe this.
Leslie Shay: What?
                     Hey, Clare.
Clarice: Oh, my God.
             Um…honey, this is…Leslie Shay, my old girlfriend.
Leslie Shay: Hi.
                                              cutscene
Gabby Dawson: There are two patients. We’ll take this one with the
                           hand lac, so you can grab the other lady if you
                           don’t mind…
Leslie Shay: Actually, I just put Clarice in the back of our rig, so…
Gabby Dawson: And I said we would take him, so…
Victim 2 (Chef): It doesn’t matter to me.
Leslie Shay: Here you go.
                                        [ambo door shuts]
Leslie Shay: Alright, I’m just gonna check your vitals and then
                    have a listen and make sure everything’s okay
                    with the baby.
Clarice: Okay. I just haven’t felt a kick in a while and then the dizzy  
             spell came on so suddenly.
Daniel Schwartz: I’m sure everything is fine, sweetie.
                               [blood pressure cuff pumping]
Leslie Shay: Blood pressure’s good.
                     All right, I’m just gonna lift your shirt off your belly  
                     and have a listen.
                     Heart rate’s 140. It’s perfect.
Clarice: [exhales] Thank you.
             Thank you, Les.
Daniel Schwartz: See? That baby’s already got a flair for the
                             dramatic. The teen years are gonna be…fun.
Clarice: [chuckles]
             You know what I still have of yours? Those old blues  
             records that your mom gave you.
Leslie Shay: Oh, yeah. Forgot about those.
Clarice: Yeah.
              I mean, you know, I-I can get ‘em back to you at any time.
              Why don’t you, um, just give me a call and we can figure it
               out.
                                                cutscene
                                               [laughing]
Capp: Who was that?
Kelly Severide: That’s Mills’ sister, Elise.
Hadley: Wow. When is the next family picnic?
Kelly Severide: Hey, let me give you a hand with those.
Elise Mills: I’m good, thanks.
Kelly Severide: You sure?
                          If this food ends up on the floor instead of the  
                          table, it could cause a riot.
Elise Mills: [giggles] You’re Severide, right?
Kelly Severide: Kelly.
Elise Mills: Peter called, said he was supposed to make lunch and  
                  he got busy.
                  He didn’t sound so great. Is everything okay around
                  here?
Kelly Severide: It’s just another day on the job. Your brother’s a
                         good kid.
Elise Mills: Yeah, he is.
                   I gotta get back to the restaurant. Thanks for the help.
                                                cutscene
Otis Zvonecek: Give me the ball, give me the ball.
Truck 81 men: Ohh!
                        Oh!
                        Ohhh! [laughing]
Marc Thorne: My name is Marc Thorne. I’m here to talk to Chief  
                       Wallace Boden. Is he here?
Chief Boden: I’m very sorry for your loss, Mr Thorne.
Marc Thorne: Chief Boden! You knew my brother was in that
                       warehouse.
Christopher Herrmann: Did you?
                                       The guy was homeless, keeping warm in a
                                       warehouse. You’re his brother. Where have
                                       you been?
Peter Mills: Herrmann, come on.
Chrisopher Herrmann: No, sorry, I’m not gonna be quiet.
                                      ‘Cause a few weeks ago, I almost bought  
                                       the farm, trying to save a stranger. It’s  
                                       what we do, every day.
                                       It’s what we tried to do for your brother.
                                       Chief Boden made the call he had to
                                       make.
                                       Just be glad you never have to do that.
                                                     cutscene
Christopher Hermann: What is this?
Leslie Shay: We heard you represented, Herrmann.
Gabby Dawson: So, I’m gonna throw out a name…Clarice
                           Carthage.
All: Oh ho ho…
Christopher Herrmann: Ow.
Peter Mills: Wait, who?
Joe Cruz: The bitchy ex-girlfriend.
Leslie Shay: She wasn’t a bitch, per se.
Matt Casey: She…was a little full of herself.
Gabby Dawson: Well, she’s now got a news status update. She is  
                           now Clarice Schwartz, married to a dude, and
                           seven months pregnant.
Otis Zvonecek: Oh!
                                                   [laughing]
Otis Zvonecek: Did I not call that?
Joe Cruz: [laughing manically]
Otis Zvonecek: Did I not say she had one foot in, one foot out?
Leslie Shay: You did not say that.
Otis Zvonecek: Well, not to you, maybe, but did I not call that?
Christopher Herrmann: He called that [laughing]
                                                  [laughter]
Leslie Shay: [sighs] Yep.
                                                cutscene
Man 2: Look, he’s got candy. He’s got a bunch of candy.
Chief Boden: Oh, look at you. That costume is terrifying. You’re
                      about to scare the neighbours to death.
                      Want some treats? Give me that. Whomp.
Man 2: I saw your picture online. I read about what happened. Keep
            your chin up. You did the right thing.
Chief Boden: Appreciate that.
                      Halloween is about the kids.
                      Thank you for coming.
Man 2: Come on, guys, let’s go.
            Next.
            Get some more candy? Should we get some more? Let’s
            go.
                                                cutscene
                        [tv in the background, howling noises]
                               [alarm beeping, PA buzzing]
(Over PA): Truck 81, Ambulance 61. Man down, 3500…[indistinct
                 announcement]
Joe Cruz: Oh! Vargas wants back on truck already, huh?
Jose Vargas: Yeah, yeah.
                             [siren wailing in the background]
                                                cutscene
                               [siren wailing, horn honking]
                             [music thumping, crowd noise]
                                      [truck door shuts]
Matt Casey: Coming through.
                     Excuse me. Everybody, make way. Coming through.
                      Anybody seen an injured person?
Gabby Dawson: Is that our guy?
                           Okay, nevermind.
Leslie Shay: Halloween sucks.
Matt Casey: Looking for an injured person.
Lady 3 (Sexy Nurse): Thank God. He’s over here.
Joe Cruz: Excuse me can we get some room, please? Excuse me
                 can we get some room?
Matt Casey: (into radio) Okay, got a location on the victim, Witches’
                     brew.
Gabby Dawson: (into radio) Copy that. Right behind you.
Leslie Shay: Excuse us.
Gabby Dawson: Watch out, guys.
Matt Casey: Hold his head steady.
Firefighter: Guys, come on.
Victim 3: [grunting]
Peter Mills: I got it.
Gabby Dawson: Hold his head.
Peter Mills: Yeah.
Leslie Shay: Did he take any drugs?
Lady 3 (Sexy Nurse): No, j-just a couple of beers. Then all of a  
                                   sudden his eyes rolled back in his head  
                                   and he…he dropped and just started
                                   jerking around.
Leslie Shay: Does he have a history of seizures?
Lady 3 (Sexy Nurse): I don’t think so. This is only our second date.
Gabby Dawson: Alright, ready.
                           Turn him over.
Man 3 (Fake fireman): Hey, let me help out, fellas.
Matt Casey: Stay back, sir.
Man 3 (Fake fireman): Yeah, how about giving me a c-4 tube and  
                                     a Lidocaine drip?
                                             [laughter]
Christopher Herrmann: Let ‘em do their job.
Peter Mills: All right, come on. Move it out.
Gabby Dawson: Watch out. Come on. Make fast.
Man 3 (Fake fireman): Don’t tell ‘em you’re homeless. They won’t
                                     help ya.
Matt Casey: Hey! Hey!
                    Go. Go.
                    You got your head screwed on straight?
Christopher Herrmann: These people mouthing off at us.
Matt Casey: You rise above it.
Christopher Herrmann: It won’t happen again.
Matt Casey: Let’s get the hell out of here.
                                      [train in background]
                                                cutscene
Sondra Sherman: Chief, wanted to let you know the M.E.’s report
                              came in.
                              Jonathan Thorne died from injuries sustained  
                              during the explosion. The department is putting  
                              together a committee now.
Chief Boden: This doesn’t change anything.
                                           [dramatic music]
                                    [door shuts, lock clicks]
                                              cutscene
Nicki Rutkowski: Lieutenant Casey, there’s someone out front for
                             you.
Matt Casey: Detective Voight.
Hank Voight: Got some good news for you, Casey.
Matt Casey: Yeah? What’s that?
Hank Voight: Well, I heard about what happened to your car.
                      I don’t normally handle this kind of thing, but…to  
                      be honest, I felt like I owed you an apology after  
                      my behaviour the other day. I was out of line.
                      So I put my guys on it, and we caught the little
                      scumbag.
Matt Casey: And how’d you know it was him?
Hank Voight: Come here.
                      This yours?
                      There you go. He had it on him.
                      And make sure nothing’s missing, will you?
Matt Casey: [scoffs] This isn’t mine.
Hank Voight: Well, the kid must have stashed it in there.
                      You know, there’s a simple, honest solution to all our
                       problems. One that keeps my son out of jail and lets  
                       you and I get on with our lives. All you gotta do is
                       change that report.
Matt Casey: I’m not gonna do that.
                                                   cutscene
Gabby Dawson: [groans] Last year [grunts] we went through four of
                             these. This year we barely finished one.
Matt Casey: Not the best day.
Gabby Dawson: What is it?
Matt Casey: [sighs] Detective Voight showed up here…tried to  
                     bribe me with a wad of cash.
Gabby Dawson: What? Wha…we’ve gotta call my brother and tell
                            him.
Matt Casey: I’m just gonna…testify and let the courts handle it.
Gabby Dawson: [sighs] Well, what does Hallie say?
Matt Casey: I didn’t tell her.
Gabby Dawson: Why not?
Matt Casey: I don’t know. I don’t wanna worry her, I guess.
Gabby Dawson: You should tell her.
Matt Casey: Yeah. Yeah, I probably should.
                     I’ll see you later.
Gabby Dawson: Yeah, later.
                            [sighs]
                                                   cutscene
                                                [jazzy music]
                                              [liquor pouring]
Leslie Shay: [slurring] I mean, you should have seen Clarice’s
                     apartment. It was…like a museum; all this fancy
                     breakable crap everywhere.
                     The place she and I used to live, there was peeling  
                      paint, dripping faucets…but it’s great. You wanted
                      to hang out there all day long, you know?
                      Will you pass me a lime?
Kelly Severide: Yeah.
Leslie Shay: They had a floor-to-ceiling wine rack. I mean…she  
                     used to hate wine [slurping]
                     She drank beer. I loved that about her. I guess she  
                     drinks wine now.
                     [liquor pouring]
Kelly Severide: How long did you two…
Leslie Shay: Three years.
Kelly Severide: Mm.
Leslie Shay: Yeah I mean, it wasn’t like, you know…a casual thing.
                     It was…uh…we were serious. Or at least I thought we  
                     were. Turns out I may have overestimated her
                     lesbianism
Kelly Severide: [chuckles lightly]
                                           [rapping on door]
Leslie Shay: Really?
Kelly Severide: No offense…I’m not taking advice from you right
                         now.
                         [coughs]
Leslie Shay: This is a new low.
Nicki Rutkowski: Wanna help with this?
                             What?
Kelly Severide: I was engaged once too…
                                               [door closes]
                                                  cutscene
                                                [door shuts]
Sondra Sherman: Just wanted to pass along some positive news.
                             The…Thorne situation has been resolved.
Chief Boden: Resolved how?
Sondra Sherman: Marc Thorne has dropped all plans to sue the
                              city.
Chief Boden: You gave him a payout.
Sondra Sherman: [scoffs] There’s a settlement in the works, yes.
Chief Boden: You yourself said we did nothing wrong.
Sondra Sherman: You know, you should be happy about this.  
                              Thorne was willing to settle quickly and for
                              a reasonable amount. There’s no further risk
                              of impact on you, and you continue to have
                              the city’s full support.
Chief Boden: Appreciate that.
Sondra Sherman: Take care, Chief.
Chief Boden: Yeah.
                                                       cutscene
Hadley: How many?
Kelly Severide: Three.
                                        [alarm blaring, PA buzzing]
(Over PA): House fire, 220 South Kilbourn. Engine 51…
Jose Vargas: 220 South Kilbourn.
(Over PA): Truck 81, Squad 3…
Kelly Severide: Damn it!
(Over PA): Ambulance 61.
Chief Boden: Truck and Engine are near the scene. They’ll meet  
                       you there.
Kelly Severide: What happened?
Joe Cruz: Molotov cocktail through the front window. Fire’s under
                 control.
Kelly Severide: The woman who lives here, Mrs Grady?
Joe Cruz: With Dawson.
Gabby Dawson: Just breathe in, nice and easy. We’re gonna get  
                           that smoke out of your lungs, okay?
Kelly Severide: Is she okay?
Leslie Shay: Yeah, smoke inhalation. Oxygen will clear her up.
Kelly Severide: Hey, can you give me a second?
Gabby Dawson: Yeah.
Lady 1 (Mrs Grady): [whimpering]
Kelly Severide: We could have lost you.
Lady 1 (Mrs Grady): [whimpering]
Kelly Severide: I won’t go to the police, okay? I promise you that.  
                         But you gotta talk to me.
Lady 1 (Mrs Grady): [whimpering]
Kelly Severide: Okay?
                                                cutscene
                                              [rap music]
                                            [baby crying]
                                        [banging on door]
                                  [lock clicks, door opens]
Man 4: Who the hell are you?
           Hey, what you doin’?
Kelly Severide: Shut up. Sit down.
                                           [door closes]
Kelly Severide: Mrs Grady. On Kilbourn.
Man 5: [scoffs] We don’t even know who that is.
Kelly Severide: She’s the one who called the cops about the drug
                          dealers on her block. She’s also my aunt.
                          Listen to me.
                          I hear about one more ember going anywhere near  
                          Mrs Grady or her property again, I’ll come back
                          here, break your kneecaps, and drag you down to  
                          the police station. You don’t have drugs on you,
                          I’ll plant them on you.
Man 4: You can’t do that.
Kelly Severide: The hell I can’t? It’s a firefighter’s word against a
                          couple bangers. Who they gonna believe?
                                                cutscene
Christopher Herrmann: Extra, extra.
                                       Firefighters are off the front page. Back in  
                                       the black smoke we go until another
                                       tragedy.
Matt Casey: Another day, another story.
Christopher Herrmann: I wonder how much that Thorne is getting  
                                        from the city.
Mouch: Why work for a living when you can sue someone instead?
Kelly Severide: Morning, Chief.
Chief Boden: Our assistant Nicki has quit.
                      According to her father, she has broken off her  
                      engagement, left for Europe for a while, so will
                      y’all just let me know if you hear of anybody
                      available for the position?
                                                 cutscene
Gabby Dawson: Leslie Elizabeth Shay.
Leslie Shay: What?
                     It’s…it’s not a big deal.
Gabby Dawson: No, it is. And…I’m sorry but I’m not gonna pretend
                           like I don’t remember peeling you off the floor  
                           after that woman broke your heart.
                           She is married now. Taken. Unattainable.
Leslie Shay: I know.
                    I just wanted my records back.
Gabby Dawson: I’ll buy you a new set. I promise.
                                                  cutscene
Peter Mills: You wanted to see me, Chief?
Chief Boden: Yeah, Mills, come on in.
                                             [door closes]
Chief Boden: I know you’ve been…struggling ever since the
                      warehouse fire.
Peter Mills: I was close enough to see him. If I’d had one minute, I
                   might have…
Chief Boden: Let me tell you about one minute.
                      I’ve been there.
                      Most of us have.
                      In my case, I was sure.
                      Surer than you are right now, even. That if I’d had that
  ��                   one minute, I’d have been able to go in there, rescue
                      those people.
                      My best buddy and I, we went running back in.  
                      The fire was trapped in the ceiling.
                      Couldn’t see it, so we didn’t know. We didn’t have  
                      one minute. We lost the victims. I lost my friend. I got  
                      a scar on my back that reminds me every single day  
                      about the price of playing ‘beat the clock.’ And it’s  
                      my job to make sure that you never get any kind of  
                      reminder. You understand me?
Peter Mills: Yes, sir.
Chief Boden: You got it in you. You will make one hell of a  
                      firefighter. Just like your dad was.
                      Go on.
                                               [door closes]
                                                  cutscene
                                              [radio chatter]
                                            [somber music]
Radio: We’ll be opening up the phone lines shortly to take your  
            calls to talk about the Bears game on Sunday…
            [continues indistinctly]
Peter Mills: Hey, Karen.
Karen: Hi Peter.
Peter Mills: How you doing?
Karen: Good.
                                              cutscene
                                       [background chatter]
Kelly Severide: So where should we go? Restaurant? Bar?
                         Strip club?
Leslie Shay: Yeah, okay.
Kelly Severide: Hey, you all right?
Leslie Shay: Yeah.
                     I just always thought she was the one [sniffles]
Kelly Severide: C’mere.
                         Strip club it is.
Leslie Shay: [chuckles]
                                                 cutscene
                                            [phone ringing]
Joe Cruz: Fifty-One.
                Oh hey, Hallie.
                You alright?
                 Hold on.
Matt Casey: Hey.
                                 [tires squealing & skidding]
Hallie Thomas: Matt, what is going on?
Matt Casey: [sighs]
                                                - end -
Definitions:
Arraignment = Court proceeding at which a criminal defendant is formally advised of the charges against him and is asked to enter a plea to the charges.
Flashover = Near-simultaneous ignition of most of the directly combustible material in an enclosed area. It involves a significant increase in fire growth and development.
M.E.’s report = Medical Examiner report.
C-4 tube = Bike tube
Lidocaine drip = Local anaesthetic
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