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42 Miles x Fem Reader.

Song: Just like fire, by Pink.

I encourage to order and read. ;).

Part two:

-Reader, would you like some tea? - said a voice from another room.

I ignored him. I didn't want to answer when I was listening to my favorite song.

I know that I'm running out of time. I want it all…

The footsteps approached my room and stopped in front of it.

“Are you going to hang there all day?” Miles asked me. My boyfriend of two months. I was just hanging from a sash while practicing aerial sport. It was a combination of gymnastics, dance acrobatics and strength training. I had to do it to stay in shape. Spider-woman needs to train from time to time.

And I'm wishing they'd stop tryingna turn me off. I want it all…

-It's better to hang on a wire than on a line. - I commented and made another pose in which I was upside down. Of course, Miles doesn't know that I'm the hero of New York. He has a specific opinion about heroes.

-So, are you finally going to take part in some competition? You can do all this, but you don't want to show it off. - Miles said and put the cup of tea on the shelf. He walked up to me and directed me towards him.

-You know, it's all money. You need a costume, a personal trainer, a manager and everything. - I made an excuse that was somewhat true in a way. I can't appear on TV as Reader. Someone might recognize my body structure or the technique of my movements.

-I understand, but you have money like no other.- he commented, looking around the room.

-Yes, but my parents are frugally frugal.- another excuse. It's not like they bought me 20 Sims expansions and promise me more for the red bar.

-Yes, thrifty and they bought it for you.- Miles said and pointed to the sash. Fuck, the fucking son of a bitch has eyes. Fucking bottom.

-Well, I promised them that I would keep my virginity until marriage.- I said. I lie like crazy. But well, I'm like a priest who tells Catholics that he didn't touch any children. And he touched.

-Yeah something that doesn't exist anymore.- Miles laughed and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

-Just like altar boys.- I laughed. My 'watch' beeped, so I got off the sash.

And I'm walking on a wire trying to go higher, feels like I'm surrounded by clowns and liars. Even If I give it all away, I want it all.

"Do you have anything planned again?" Miles asked me and crossed his arms. This happened to me very often, that someone from the spiderverse needed me.

-Yeah, I have to help Jurek cut wood.- I said in the crowd. I quickly went to the hall and started putting on my shoes. I quickly took my backpack and opened the door.

-But everyone here- Miles didn't finish.

-Bye!- I said and ran out the door.

-They live in blocks…-

I quickly put on my costume in an alley, automatically (electrically).

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I climbed the building and looked down.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I jumped and started swinging on the buildings.

Just like fire, burning up the way, If I can light the world up for just one day.

The feelings are the same as always. Excitement, disbelief and happiness.

Watch this madness, colorful charade.

And this one highest jump through which I can see the whole of New York

No one can be just like me any way.

I see so much and nothing, but it's still not enough, I will do this for the rest of my life.

Just like magic, I'll be flying free.

I remember the first time I did it and everyone was looking at me.

I'ma disappear when they come for me.

They look at me now too, but not like they did then.

I kick that ceiling what you're gonna say.

Then I was seen as something new, unpredictable and unknown…

No one can be just like me any way.

And now, I am hope.

Just like fire.

I entered the old building through the window. I don't want to risk some random guy having an existential crisis. I pressed something on the watch and Gwen's hologram came out.

-Hi Gwen, nice to see you. What's up? - I asked.

-You have to help me. "Seriously," she said nervously.

-Who do I need to fuck up? - I asked.

-That's not the point. See, I have to go to planet 1610 and--

-See your boyfriend?- I asked ;)

-No… Not only that. I also need to see some anomaly and I want to spend some time there with Miles. Can you cover for me? You know, if Miguel asks you where I am, tell him it's just too late and it's okay because he means he won't believe me - she asked hopefully.

-Sure, just don't confuse it with mine.- I joked.

-All right. Thank you. Bye, she said and hung up.

-Bye…. Time for patrol… - I said and jumped out of the window (dream).

And people like to laugh at you cause they are all the same. See I would rather we just go our diffrent way and play the game.

I entered my house after a few hours of patrol. I can finally chill out.

And no matter the weather we can do it better, you and me together forever and ever. We don't have to worry about a thing no.

I looked down and Miles' shoes were gone. I feel a bit bad now that it turned out this way. I left it at my house, I would feel weird if someone did that to me.

Beep.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I looked at my watch.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

-What's going on again?- I asked tired and irritated.

-Miles, he's in danger,- Gwen said nervously.

-Which Miles?- I asked her.

-There's a good chance two. My Miles is in your universe and I think he might be in your Miles' apartment.- she replied. Fucking hell, whoa. What the fuck am I going to do? Well, of course I will save him. What if Miles has a heart attack or something when he sees himself but not himself? My love interest might fucking die.

-Okay, I'll go get him. - I said and was about to hang up.

-Wait, don't bring it to HQ.- she stopped me.

-Why?- I asked her.

-Just, I'll explain later. Okay?-

-Okay, but you have a slight debt. Bye, I said and hung up.

Now I have to save my lady in trouble. It happens to the best Sigmas.

Just like fire burning up the way.

If I could light the world up for just one day.

Watch this madness colorful charade.

No one can be just like me any way.

Just like magic, I'll be flying free.

I'ma disappear when they come for me.

I kick that ceiling what you're gonna say.

No one can be just like me any way.

Just like fire.

I climbed into Miles' room through the window. Nothing new, it has its own figures and other things.

-Oh, Reader. What are you doing here so late? - the woman who opened the door to Miles' room asked me. It was his mother, Rio.

-Good evening. Do you know where Miles is? - I asked her with a smile.

-He was here about an hour ago and went with Uncle Aron. Did you help him undo his braids?" she asked me.

-What--? Oh yeah, sure. It took a long time. I'll be going now.- I said.

I said goodbye to my probably future mother-in-law and went to the roof of the building.

If Miles didn't have braids, it means Mrs. Rio didn't see our Miles. I need to see Aron's apartment.

I put on my costume and started heading towards Uncle Aron's house.

So look, I came here to run it.

Just cause nobody's done it.

Y'all don't think I can run it.

But look I've been here I've done it.

Impossible please.

Watch I do it with ease.

You just gotta believe.

Come on come on with me.

I climbed onto the window but didn't go through it.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

I looked through it, but I didn't really realize what the situation was.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

I saw Miles without his braids, i.e. 1610, tied to a punching bag.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

Aron left the room saying something to him and after a while, came out… Prowler?

Oh, what's a girl to do.

He got close to Miles and said something while taking off his mask. Wait, is that?

Just like fire burning up the way.

If I could light the world up for just one day.

Watch this madness, colorful charade.

Miles?

No one can be just like me any way!

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e-vasong · 4 years

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Not sure if youre taking the whumptober asks but can I request #6 with five? 👀 Also sorry new to Tumblr so not sure if I'm doing this right lol love your writings btw!! ❤

Oh!! YES I LIKE THIS ONE. It is not October, but I’m not so much “participating” in Whumptober as I am just using it to kick myself into gear with writing.

I may kinda suck at filling prompts, even when I ask for them, but when I do...it takes a really long time because this was supposed to be 1000 words max and is actually like. almost 3000 words of shameless whump. WHOOPS. Most of this is under a cut, because it’s long and...well, whumpy.

TW: Torture, electrocution

No. 6: Please... “Get it Out” | No More | “Stop, please.”

“Hm,” Agent Finch laid the bloody pliers back on the metal tray with a clatter. “You’re as resilient as I remember, Number Five.” He sneered the words, hands tightening into fists at his sides.

Five supposed that Finch meant for that to be a threat, but he just couldn’t bring himself to take it seriously.

“Go ahead and hit me, Finch,” he gave the man an affable smile. “If you really throw your back into it, it might even hurt.”

The provocation worked. Finch did hit him, then. Right across the face. The force of the blow snapped Five’s head off to the side, slamming his skull into the metal back of the chair. The steel reverberated, the noise echoing painfully in Five’s ears. It did hurt, in a distant sort of way, but Five had found that being punched was always more jarring than it was painful. Not to mention the fact that it was just bad technique. After all, if you really rung someone’s bell...

Well, in an interrogation, where the goal was to disorient your target and trick them into giving you vital information, a concussion could be useful. But it was a poor tool for torture because it made it easier to zone out, to forget about the pain. And if Finch were any good at his job, he’d know that.

Five sighed. “Ouch,” he said, voice droll. He worked his jaw experimentally. Everything seemed like it was still in its proper place, though the movement tugged painfully on the bruise that had already started to blossom across his left cheek.

“You can’t fucking run, Five,” Finch said. There was a new speck of blood on his chin, bright against his salt-and-pepper stubble. “I know you. I’d say we have a good half hour before you can jump again; probably longer, with you in pain like this--” Five couldn’t repress the laugh that bubbled up in his chest at that. “Which is plenty of time for me to make you regret ever crossing--oh for fuck’s sake! What are you laughing about?”

“Oh,” Five rolled his eyes. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it. You’re doing great.”

“What?” Finch’s hand returned to the metal tray, grabbing the pliers again. “Not enough pain for you? Fine. Another fingernail, then.”

Boring, Five thought. A sadistic appetite with no real vision or talent to follow it through, that was Finch’s problem. He watched with disinterest as Finch pressed the pliers against his left ring finger, readying himself to breathe through the inevitable pulse of pain that was coming.

“No!” The shout came with a clatter of chains and cuffs as Diego jerked against his bonds. Five jumped, and Finch did too, pliers slipping from his hand and hitting the ground with a clang. Huh. They’d both forgotten, somehow, that Diego was here too.

“You sick son of a bitch,” Diego bit out, the dramatic fucker. Five’s annoyance was practically a living creature inside of him. Diego’s hero complex was both entirely predictable and deeply unwelcome, since Five had this very much under control, not that Diego much seemed to care.

“Shut up!” Five and Finch snapped at the same time, voices overlapping as they spoke.

There was a brief lapse in conversation, the room falling silent as they both processed what had just happened. Finch whipped around to glare at Five, and Five glared sullenly back. He wasn’t about to be the one to break eye contact, but it was more annoying than he’d admit to accidentally end up on the same wavelength as his oldest and most incompetent acquaintance from the Commission.

“Why?” Diego said, responding only to Finch. “Because you’re some twisted fuck that gets off on torturing children?”

Diego could be dangerously intelligent when he wanted to be, but he was a bad actor under pressure. And this was a stupid, blatantly obvious attempt at provocation, even by Diego’s standards.

So of course Finch turned back towards Diego, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

“Diego,” Five said, a warning in his voice.

“You know full well that your brother isn’t as young as he looks,” Finch said, talking over Five. His voice was calm, but he was moving closer towards Diego as he spoke, successfully baited.

“Oh, sorry,” Diego said, yanking on his chains again defiantly. They rattled against the ceiling pipe above Diego’s head and Diego winced. The struggling was likely doing no favors for the discomfort of his position. “I guess that makes torturing him alright, then.”

“Your brother,” Finch said, “was supposed to be my backup on a job once. Instead, he shot me in the back and left me for dead.”

Diego, to his credit, looked utterly unfazed by Finch’s unfavorable and one-sided description of their former partnership, even though it was, essentially, accurate.

“Your back? Really?" He jerked his chin in Finch’s direction. “Damn, I’d have guessed he hit you in the face. Maybe he should have. Can’t get any worse than this.”

Finch punched him, which seemed to be his default reaction to everything that upset him, the neanderthal. His fist collided with a sickening crack, and Diego went limp. Five stiffened in his chair. For all that he’d critiqued Finch’s technique, the man was still a burly six feet, almost all of it muscle. A poorly-gauged blow--and Five did not trust Finch to gauge anything well--could do more grievous damage than Finch may have intended.

“Diego?” Five called. If Finch killed one of his siblngs, Five wouldn’t much care whether it was an accident or not.

There was a heart-stopping moment where Diego didn’t respond. He just hung there, limp and unmoving. Five’s breath caught in his throat.

Then a shudder passed through him, and Diego’s head lifted slightly. “”M fine,” he muttered, though he was clearly too disoriented to raise his head all the way. His eyelashes were fluttering as he fought for consciousness, and a bit of bloody spittle dripped from his mouth to the ground.

“Five’s right,” Diego said. He was slurring his words. That was bad. “That barely even hurt.”

But Finch didn’t respond to the jab this time, not the way that that he did when Five had resorted to the same taunt. Instead, he stopped to look at Five.

“Did you...?” Finch tilted his head to the side, looking thoroughly bewildered. And then his face split into a wide, almost hysterical grin. “My, my,” Finch said, and Five went stiff.

Finch’s smile was smug, like the cat that caught the canary, which was a disorienting turn of events. Five was used to being the cat, not the songbird, and he rather liked it that way.

“What?” Five said, terse.

“You almost sounded...God, what’s the word?” Finch said. “Oh, I know! Concerned.”

“About him?” Five scoffed. “In his wildest dreams.”

But it was too little, too late. Finch’s lips twisted upwards in a vicious grin.

“I can’t believe it,” he said. “After all this time. You know, we used to gossip about you in the break room. Wonder if Five, the best assassin the Commission had ever seen and the Handler’s favorite little pet, had a weakness we could exploit. We never did figure it out. Who would have realized...” Finch turned back towards Diego and grabbed him by the jaw, tilting Diego’s head upwards as if to get a better look at him. “That it was something so...sentimental.”

Finch laughed. “I mean,” he continued, “we had some really crazy bets going. But this is just-it’s just--oh, don’t scowl at me, I’m trying to give you a compliment. I guess I really didn’t see this coming from you of all people. I didn’t even realize you had emotions. Other than, you know, anger and irritation. Those I knew about.”

Five opened his mouth. Finch hushed him. “Don’t lie to me, Five,” he said. “You should have heard yourself just now. That was the most scared you’ve been all night. You have a soft spot! All this time, I’ve been hitting the wrong target. You should have said something earlier.”

Five grit his teeth furiously. “Leave it, Finch.”

“No,” said Finch simply. He walked back towards Five, and Five knew better than to think that Finch was coming back for him. Instead, Finch gathered up a handful of cables, loose electrical wires sticking out of the rubber on one end, plugged into a large metal device on the other, and winked.

“Enough,” Five said, lowly. “Finch. Finch!”

“’S fine,” Diego spat. “I can take it, Five.”

No. Five struggled, but it was fruitless. Finch palmed some sort of button on the device, and the air around them filled with an electric hum. Finch strode idly back towards where Diego was strung up--the device was by Five’s side, presumably because Finch had meant to use it on him, but the cables ran long enough that Finch reached Diego without needing to pull them taut.

“Finch!” Five tugged sharply at the leather straps that kept his arms bound to the chair. No luck.

“Hm,” Finch was in front of Diego again. “Let’s try it out.” And then he reached out and pressed the exposed wires to a patch of exposed skin on Diego’s collarbone.

Diego tensed. Five could see the muscles in his neck clenching as he grit his teeth. He didn’t scream. He likely couldn’t, paralyzed by agony, but the anguished groan he made in the back of his throat spoke volumes.

Five twisted fruitlessly in his bonds. He heard something in his right hand crack, the thumb popping out of place. He wouldn’t be surprised, from the feel of it, if a few bones had broken too. But even so, the leather was simply too tight.

He couldn’t get free.

Finch held it for a moment, then pulled the cable away. Diego sagged, panting heavily. A few more tremors went through him, aftershocks as his body processed the pain.

“That all you got?” Diego slurred.

“No,” Finch said. “It isn’t.” But before he proceeded, he turned his attention back towards Five. “You see? All this over a couple dead civilians?” he asked. “You realize that I’m going to kill your brother, right? Was it really worth it?”

“Stop,” Five’s voice cracked. He pulled at his bonds again, paying particular attention to his now-broken hand. If he could just force it, he could get free. In his old body, he might have been able to do it--sure, it hurt, but pain was nothing in the face of the panic coursing through him. But in this body, he just wasn’t strong enough. “Please. Finch!”

“Wow.” That did seem to give Finch pause. He clicked his tongue, sizing Five up thoughtfully. “You know, the begging is a nice touch. It’s really making this whole experience a lot more enjoyable for me.”

Then he pressed the wires to Diego’s throat again. Diego twisted in agony, and Five knew that Finch wasn’t going to let up this time.

Diego was going to die. Five yanked against the leather straps again as he jerked forward, overtaken by instinct. It couldn’t end like this. He couldn’t let it.

And then he was free. With a flash of blue light, he stumbled out of a jump right behind Finch. Finch dropped the cable immediately, even before he turned around, likely recognizing the distinctive sound of Five’s warping. The live wire sparked on the ground.

Five didn’t bother with grabbing a weapon. Finch twisted around, and Five punched him in the face with his good hand. Finch staggered, though he caught himself on a nearby pillar of concrete before he could fall. But Five was behind him before he could regain his balance. He got an arm around Finch’s neck, braced his mangled hand against Finch’s jaw, and twisted hard.

Five felt the bone break under his hands, just beneath the brainstem. Even pained and concussed, his technique was perfect. Finch collapsed to the ground, dead before he even hit the floor, and Five had just enough wherewithal left in him to angle the corpse so it fell on top of the live cable’s exposed wires.

“H-holy shit, Five,” Diego said. Five’s heart twisted slightly at the sound. Lapsing back into his stutter like he was, Diego sounded so like the young, childish version of himself that Five had left behind all those years ago.

“One sec,” Five said slowly, lifting a finger to silence his brother. It was hard to concentrate on what he was saying, which was...a bad sign. The world had started swimming strangely around him, and adrenaline could only keep him upright for so long. But he needed to get them out of there.

He stumbled his way over towards the machine that the cable was hooked up to, hitting the button so that it shut off. Then he found the lever connected the chains that were keeping Diego strung up and pushed it down. The mechanism released, and Diego stumbled to the floor, hitting his hands and knees with a pained groan.

“Motherfucker,” Diego said, rolling his shoulders. He was still shuddering from the electric shock.

“I’ve got you,” Five said, trying to keep his voice steady. He made his way back over to Diego. The notion of collapsing beside him was tempting, but Five resisted the urge. “Come on, we gotta...we gotta go.”

“How-how’d you j-jump?” Diego asked. “I th-thought you were at your lim...your limit.”

“I was,” Five said. “Adrenaline. Hell of a drug.”

“What?” Diego arched an eyebrow. “D-dude, you like one-one of those moms that lifts a car when they see their kid is trap--” Diego had to stop and close his eyes for a moment. “Trapped?” he finished, more smoothly this time.

“No,” Five snapped. “That’s stupid. And it’s called hysterical strength.”

“Whatever,” Diego rolled his eyes, in a manner that clearly suggested that he didn’t believe Five but was too tired to push the matter any further. “Just d-don’t collapse on me, al...alright?”

“I don’t plan on it,” Five said wryly. And then his world listed off to the side. “Oh.”

He doubled over and threw up a mouthful of blood and bile.

“Shit,” Diego said, scrambling forward to steady Five as he sank to his knees.

“Shit,” Five echoed, and passed out.

***

He woke up in a hospital bed, a monitor of some sort beeping monotonously in the background.

Five sat bolt upright the moment his location registered. What the hell?

He wasn’t hooked up to much. There was just the IV sticking out of the back of his left hand, which was an unusual change of pace. Five turned and reached over to rip the IV out, only to see that his right hand was bandaged. Heavily.

Shit. He’d use his teeth then.

Five had just lifted his hand to his mouth when a bleary voice murmured: “Five...?”

He recognized that voice. Five blinked and looked up.

“Diego?” he asked. The burning panic in his chest extinguished, leaving only embarrassment in its wake.

This was clearly just...a normal hospital. Diego looked exhaustedly back at him from where he sat half-slumped in an uncomfortable-looking chair that had obviously been requisitioned from elsewhere and dragged over to Five’s bedside. He had an expression on his face like he wasn’t quite sure whether Five was losing his mind or not.

“What are you doing?” Diego said slowly.

Five hesitated a moment longer, then lowered his hand back down to his side. “What happened?” he countered, pretending like Diego hadn’t spoken.

Diego narrowed his eyes, but thankfully let Five’s evasiveness pass without comment. “Some Commission asshole kidnapped us. Spent some time making mincemeat out of us--mostly you--and then you warped so hard that you tore your stomach lining.”

Five did remember that, now that Diego mentioned it. Well, not the stomach lining bit, but that was presumably the explanation for the bloody vomit.

“Huh,” Five said. “Didn’t know I could do that.”

“Don’t fucking do it again,” Diego commanded, with all the presumptuousness of a child who thought they could get away with bossing around their elders.

“How long has it been?” Five turned narrowed eyes to Diego. “You should be in bed. You need to be monitored for cardiac arrhythmia.”

“It’s not--don’t worry about--”

“I fucking knew you were here,” hissed Ben from the doorway. Diego jumped.

“Ben,” Five said, relieved. Finally, someone with common sense. “Get this idiot out of here.”

Ben froze like a deer in the headlights, startled. His head jerked up to look at Five, and the irritation and concern clouding his expression evaporated as he broke into a relieved grin.

“You’re awake,” he said, soft and pleased. He stepped fully into the room.

“You can’t be serious,” Five said as Ben plopped down on the foot of the bed, gently pulling Five into a quick, tight embrace. “Both of you are ridiculous.”

“Oh,” Diego mocked. “How dare we be concerned.”

Five rolled his eyes and spread his hands slightly, gesturing to the hospital room around them. “As you can see, I’m fine.”

“Yeah,” Diego said. “You look fantastic. Really, uh, in the peak of health right now, huh? Gonna go get up and run a marathon?”

Ben let out a little snort of amusement, and Five glared at them both, utterly betrayed.

“I can take care of myself, you know,” Five couldn’t ever remember being as relentlessly young and foolish as his brothers--or ever needing this much minding, for that matter. At the skeptical noise Diego made in the back of his throat, Five tilted his head to the side and said, archly, “Which one of us is still in bed and which one snuck away from medical attention, Diego?”

“Ah, fair point,” Ben turned to Diego, still smiling.

“Oh yeah?” Diego said, sensing that the tide was turning against him and crossing his arms over his chest defensively. “And what were you doing when you were trying to rip your IV out with your teeth, again?”

Five straightened his back. “Diego,” he hissed, but it was too late.

Ben frowned, an expression full of worry and brotherly disappointment. “Five!” he said, clearly dismayed. Five wilted slightly. Was this how Klaus felt all the time? “Why would you do that?”

Five cast a sidelong glance at Diego. “I was just disoriented,” he said. “That’s all. And I’m better now, so it’s hardly worth getting riled up over.” It probably wouldn’t have taken him long to realize that he was just in a regular hospital once he made it out to the hallway.

Once he had...he probably would have gone stumbling off to look for Diego, Five could admit that much to himself. But he certainly didn’t need to tell his brothers that. No one could prove that he was lying.

“Just,” Five waved them both off. “Take Diego back to bed.”

“For fuck’s sake, Five,” Diego said. “I’m just worried.” Then, as if sensing that Five was not his best bet, he turned mournful eyes towards Ben. “Just a little longer, Ben. Then you can rat me out to the damn nurses.”

Ben’s lips twisted thoughtfully as he glanced between them. “A couple minutes,” he finally conceded with a sigh. “It’s not like you won’t just break out again anyways.”

“Ha!” Diego said, too loudly. Five winced, the noise aggravating the pulsing headache that Five hadn’t even realized he had. “...Whoops.”

Five glared.

“Sorry,” Diego’s voice was closer to a whisper now. He reached out, lacing a hand with Five’s and squeezing it apologetically.

“It’s fine,” Five said, ignoring the feeling of warmth that bloomed in his chest. “I’m not made of glass.”

“I’ll leave if you really want,” Diego offered. “We can let you get some rest.”

If he wanted. Ha. Five couldn’t pretend that getting some peace and quiet didn’t have an appeal, but...in it’s own sort of way, it was comforting to have family in the room. Irrefutable evidence that they were still living and breathing, so real that even all his years of knowing they were dead couldn’t override it. But Diego did need to go back to his hospital room; Five wouldn’t be the one to pull him from the care he needed. He refused. But for now...

Five sighed. “Fine,” he said, and squeezed Diego’s hand back. “Just for a few minutes.”

#the umbrella academy #tua #my writing #lONG #contemplating posting this on AO3 but. am uncertain.#also lmfao. me? recycling one-line villains from my unfinished TUA long fic #ITS MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK #anyways this is messy sorry about that #also i dont have a speech impediment! i did a little research but pls let me know if you see something about diego's stutter that can be #./should be better!

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kittymaverick · 4 years

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Mystery Case Files 21: The Harbinger commentary and review, part 2.

outSpoiler free review first: Holy SHIT GRANDMA studios, talk about knocking the ball out of the park. Not only was that a solid good MCF game to start off with, you’ve now set up the expectation for the next game so high, I’m honestly a little afraid for you. Like... do you know how high the bar is now that you’ve hinted about the content of the next game? Right, coming back to Harbinger for a second. Barring one tiny little slip up which I think was just something that got lost in translation (English is like that), the lore of MCF managed to stay intact, which needs to be applauded. At one point, I almost questioned if there might be almost too many references, especially with that happens to the references in the game itself. (Yes, I, the MCF nerd and fanatic, actually had that thought). I still flip-flop a bit on whether this was a good execution, or a good but shaky execution. For one thing, the way it’s executed... wow, that’s some heavy stuff emotionally. Which is why I’m questioning if that’s “good”, because I suppose there was a line of emotional heaviness I didn’t expect we’ll cross in MCF, but GRANDMA took it there. And so far... part of me is guiltily okay with it, but wow... The studio’s art style does suggest that a detraction from from MCF’s usual Elizabethan English Horror Story with a side of Soul Steampunk and Celtic Druidism would not necessarily be a bad thing. That GRANDMA chose otherwise though, and stuck with a very, very MCF story (albeit more limited to the Celtic legends part), takes guts. What I do wish we’ll get, after the next game, is a story line that’s a GRANDMA original, sort of like Eipex’s the Black Veil, because I think the studio has potential in creating something that’s more them without pulling away too much from MCF. Anyway, that’s the spoiler free review part. Back to my spoiler filled commentary!

Aisling: I know I act suspicious, but I’m just a psychic! MD: I know I’m just a detective, but people keep dying around me, so hey, we’ve got that in common. Aisling: James gave me this cube by the way-- huh? *Emblem of MD appears* ...I’m sorry, that ancient celtic emblem... has a bloody hat. It has a bloody hat. I’m DYING.

Realized I jumped back too far to do this retroactive commentary. Oops.

MD: Okay, well, maybe he isn’t dead yet. We could probably dig him out-- *Nigel turns to bone* MD: ...Never mind. He’s beyond saving. Someone get the coroner!

Six thousand mirrors in the room, and not one shows your face. MD: A technique I have perfected over the two decades of my career. Didn’t save you from getting married to a homicidal madman though. MD: ...I don’t think he picked me because of my looks to begin with.

...Hey MD, I know paper work wasn’t exactly involved and all, but did you actually divorce Charles, or did you just betray him? MD: *DEATH GLARE* You know what, pretend I never asked. MD: You’d better.

MD: Let’s see what skeletons Nigel has in his closet. You know, the last time you found skeletons in a closet, quite literally... MD: Shut up, I was trying not to think about that! (This happened in Key to Ravenhearst. The Skeleton was Charles and Victor.)

Okay, so James was a MCF fanboy, Marge you met on one of your American trips, Nigel was a Fate Carney, John worked on a restored Ravenhearst. I don’t want to say her Majesty might have under exaggerated the number of keywords there were going on here... MD: Oh no, she definitely made it out to be less important than it seemed. She also definitely sent me in because the report she’s going to get out of this is going to be spectacular. The idea that HRM might be the ultimate MCF fan in-universe tickles me with delight. MD: And fills me with utter dread.

Nigel’s shadow puppet theatre: I got fired from the carnival! Boo! MD: Nigel, getting fired from Fate’s Carnival probably saved your ass. Temporarily, until whatever is going on here got you. MD: .................... What? Oh... MD: Yeah. Oh geez I’m looking forward to the case after this now! 8D MD: Why is it that the more I’m tortured, the more gleeful you are?

*Telephone rings* MD: Hello? Marge: HELP ME SOMETHING IS HERE AAAAHHH Well shit. MD: Yeah, she’s done for. Let’s go see the body.

*Gibs collects collectibles before going to body* *I die laughing because that’s my priority too*

MD: Oh no Marge I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you in time... ...Yeah right, says the person who doesn’t want to get their hand on the black stuff. MD: Look, my sorrow doesn’t in anyway override my desire for hygiene, okay? Reminds me of that one time I called some detectives from the last century dandies for refusing to stick their hand into a barrel of rainwater...

MD can I point out how you’re making detailed sketches of MARGE’S BODY in your journal? MD: Look it’s this or pyromania, okay? Don’t judge me. Also, I’m starting to think people that meet you on your cases shouldn’t bother locking their diaries. You always manage to crack them open.

Marge: Oh James is such a darling, I should get him to marry my daughter, then I’ll be such a happy mother-in-law. .............................. MD: ...................... Well, um, I guess Marge was a cougar on the inside, maybe? MD: Yeah, let’s phrase it like that (Restrain desire to make crude NSFW jokes...)

Marge: DAMN THAT GIRL FOR STEALING MY BOY. Marge, seriously, there’s officer Davis. I’m sure he’s just as nice! MD: And not on anyone’s death list. For now. MD: Don’t say that...

Davis: Well, I guess that’s one more evidence against Aisling. HOLD IT! MD: This note here shows clearly that Marge intended to frame Aisling for an attack on her! And the diary entries clearly document how much she hates the suspect. Therefore, the evidence shouldn’t be permissible-- Davis: Yeah, but Marge is dead, and there really isn’t anyone else in town left. *Record scratch* MD: ....It could be... you? Davis: Harhar, look here’s the evidence, go talk to Aisling. MD: Urgh, fine. It’s okay, MD, I was rooting for you there at least!

Aisling: Death, death is all around us! *Flees* MD: Okay, Aisling, that’s really not helping and only making you more suspicious! But since you’re away, I’m going to rifle through your trailer. Um, now who’s suspicious???

Hm, you know, this place would have been great for a holiday spot. MD: I don’t know, given my records with holidays... ...True, you’ll probably end up doing exactly what you are doing now. MD: That said, I think I’ll take a slice of apple pie since no one’s looking. Does the agency pay for your food on your cases? MD: They’d better because I’m giving the recipes to Her Majesty if they don’t...

Aisling: I came here to save John but he’s locked upstairs, please help! MD: Um, if you had let me come with you... maybe some time could have been saved? Aisling: But what if I get killed first then? MD:........ She’s got a point. MD: Dammit, fine...

Hm, so John’s ancestor worked on the original Ravenhearst... We’ll probably need to open up the original game to see if that was the guy that fell from the construction site. (My guess is it’s not, because that carpenter was originally meant to be Rose Summerset’s husband, so it should have been Summerset. Plus Rose’s kids were the twins and Victor.)

Oh damn, a model of Ravenhearst-- MD: Hm, it’s missing a weather vane. ........... MD: Look, just because I burn the place down several times, doesn’t mean I don’t care what it looks like, okay? Can you point out the window that you escaped out of by any chance? 8D MD: *sighs* This one...

Aisling: John, NOOOOOO. MD: Right, gotta cut him down quick! He might still be alive. *Proceed to spend over minutes solving puzzles* MD: I swear, this happened very fast in actuality... Never as fast as the plot demanded though...

*Puts weather vane on model* *Model turns into a raven* MD: ???????????????? Okay, I need to take points off for THAT ridiculous transformation and animation. XD

Aisling: I can’t take this anymore! MD: I know this is hard, Aisling-- Aisling: Here’s the next slab, btw. ....This mood whiplash... I’m dying.

Um, so apparently the banshee wasn’t trying to destroy the world, but was trying to restore herself, which... you disrupted. MD: Look, Allison and her friends needed rescuing okay? I couldn’t just sit idling by. ...If that was disrupted, then how DID Aisling turn human then??? MD: .....Let’s save that mystery for another time because I feel a headache incoming... (Fix edit: It seems to imply that the ritual was only disrupted, not failed, so Aisling did get her skin back, though now she doesn’t remember being a banshee...)

Aisling: I’m a banshee? That’s... That’s impossible. MD: Well, I’ve been through a lot to say most impossible things are actually probable in reality, though if you somehow don’t remember me shoving you back into the cave, um, then I’m grateful. Once you do, please don’t kill me. BTW, your turn on the cube of mystery!

Aisling: Well, if I’m a banshee, I guess I should go back to Dire Grove. We can catch the next ferry. MD: You know that’s a really long trip right? It might take us the better half of a day-- Or a single puzzle’s worth of time. MD: ...Where was THAT kind of fast travel all these years??? I do like how it’s implied that you guys had a huge detour with picking people up and dropping them off though.

Ais: Okay, we’re here in Dire Grove-- AH! MD: Wow, even nature is saying NO to you. Ooooooor it could be a certain immortal druid-- MD: Please don’t. It’s fine! We have a banshee. MD: All she does is predict death! Oh yeah, forgot about that...

*Aisling gets “kidnapped” by green energy* Gibs: That can’t be healthy. MD: That’s honestly pretty normal at this point for us. At least she didn’t get dropped down a tube.

Um, what’s with the Chinese incense in a Druid’s domain? X’D (I’m going to pretend they traded that...)

(I honestly don’t have a lot of stuff to comment on in the section in Dire Grove, because there isn’t much to snark about. Which, I guess, comes to show that 99% of silliness comes from MD dealing with PEOPLE, alive, dead, revived, or otherwise not really a human.)

*Aisling goes back to banshee form* MD: First, no hard feelings about last time, right? Aisling: *stares* MD: Please, thank you, and I’m sorry??? Aisling: You did help me out, so I guess it’s fine. MD: *sigh of relief* BTW, four people technically did DIE though in the process. Aisling: Um, that wasn’t me, if you recall your lore correctly. MD: True enough, but STILL. Just pointing it out. You want her to scream in your ear? She’s still got time for that.

HOW AISLING BECAME A BANSHEE, AGAIN. Aisling: To make a long story short, there was a lot of puzzles Puzzles which you had to personally solve, without MD’s help? Aisling: It really makes you appreciate how hard MD has had it for the last 21 years...

Did... did you just KILL four people to restore your spirit? Aisling: I just helped their soul cross over! I swear! Aisling, you’re being really SUS right now and I’ve practice how to spot a liar lately! Aisling: I only predict deaths! And then find the souls and tell them where to go. I swear that’s my task. EVERYONE VOTE AISLING AISLING IS THE IMPOSTER

Is one of your abilities literally “summon joyride”???? Aisling: it’s a carriage A carriage can be an awesome joyride if you use it irresponsibly Aisling: How does MD tolerate you? They don’t, they’ve just had worse company and I’m a lesser evil. 8D

Aisling (actually Gibs): *suffers through the last giant super puzzle* ...Yeah, REALLY makes you appreciate what MD goes through. Aisling: Is it always this bad??? Sometimes. I’ve seen worse.

Gibs: THAT CARRIAGE IS BADASS. See, I told you it was a joyride. Aisling: You know, I think I’ll float back to the MD. No joyrides. Awwwwwwwwwwww... Okay, now let’s rewind back to when MD started their rant. **************************************************

Aisling: BTW, this energy is still floating about. And I think I know why. Will you accept this energy and use it to save the world? MD: Oh hold ON a minute. You want ME to do WHAT? Aisling: Save the world. You heard what I said. MD: Okay, listen. I started this detective job mostly because I thought it was cool, and it was for the first couple of cases where all I had to deal with was bust the criminal organization STAIN and recover the Hope diamond for the Queen. But then that’s where all my trouble started because she sent me to this creepy manor which turned out to be a prison to not one, not two, but FOUR ghosts. What’s even worse is the first time I went, I thought I only had to rescue Emma. I was wrong, and for the longest time, I thought Fate Carnival folks were dying from my mistake. Turns out later it was completely personal. This was everything that happened before I met YOU. (Again, really sorry about kicking you back into the cave and getting you stuck in the situation you were in in the last who knows how many years...) Afterwards, I went to the Louisiana which got me on the bad side of a certain ghost pirate, who turned out to be the grandfather of the guy killing the carney folks from his mother’s side. Which was why he was killing them by the way. She sold him to Fate’s Carnival. Anyway, after figuring out that I’ve dun goofed, I went back to Ravenhearst manor, which turned out there was a WHOLE OTHER SECTION I didn’t discover last time, which was somehow a very personalized and twisted marriage proposal that I didn’t notice until too late. I burned THAT down for good measure before taking a break in some place near a lake. But then that guy’s FATHER took up issue with what I did, which I didn’t even started, to be honest. He tried to kill me for whatever grudge it was that he had. I had to stab his horocrux with my badge to get him to stop that time. But then it turns out that father ALSO has some offspring here in Dire Grove, and I had to come back to prevent THAT from going down in flames as well. Thankfully, I think they remained sane. I can’t say the same for the twins, who turned out to be the evil guy’s kids. They most definitely went insane, and REMADE Ravenhearst, which I had to burn down for THE THIRD TIME. All that plus the jump I took landed me in an asylum, which turned out to be the one where both the evil bald guy and his dad was imprisoned once upon a time. Of course, the guy’s father tried to kill me, AGAIN. Took care of that, and also removed the shard that was driving me bonkers. It only gets worse from here though. I got chased around by an woman with a clock for her heart who I had to defenestrate out a clock tower. She didn’t stab me, but then the guy who probably ENGINEERED MY ENTIRE LIFE did, because apparently he wanted to use my soul’s virtue to anchor death to the mortal world or something. I got an immortality feather out of that, I guess, so it wasn’t too bad, but I basically DIED. And then afterwards there was that undead guy who was really hung up about his biker jacket. Next was the evil guy’s ancient youngest son nearly destroying the world (4th wall break: THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT) trying to revive him which thankfully DIDN’T HAPPEN BECAUSE OH GODS I WOULD HAVE DIED FOR REAL ON THE SPOT IF IT DID, FEATHER OR NOT. Then a creepy woman in a mirror had to be locked back into the mirror dimension. And that’s when my agency had a fucking SECURITY BREACH which turned out to have been in the making for YEARS. And then the pirate guy came back and nearly enslaved me. I had to blow up his ship and exorcise him from this world. And AFTER all of that, I was finally sent to Blackmoor, where I met YOU, and also saw a bunch of people marginally related to me die from a cause we still don’t have any answers for. *DEEP INHALE*

Aisling: Okay, so your point is.... MD: My POINT is.... out of ALL the sane and wholesome people in the world who don’t have ANY BAGGAGE whatsoever, why do I, the Master Detective, have to be the one to save the world here-- Charles: Hello. MD: *SCREEEEEEECH*

CHARLES IT’S BEEN FOREVER-- wait, you’re not here to serve the divorce papers are you? Charles: Of course not. I’m asking MD to come back home with me. MD: WHAT?! Charles: Where else would I welcome you back to? *Evil cackle* ......... 8D8D8D8D8D8D8D8D Aisling: ........... :| :| :| :| :| :| :| :| :| MD: .................D:< D:< D:< D:< D:< D:< D:< MD: Aisling, hand that energy over, I’ve a WORLD TO BURN.

I have to point this out... the last time we saw Charles IN THE FLESH in game, was Escape from Ravenhearst, which was NINE YEARS AGO, likely TEN by the time Crossfade comes out. Happy Tenth Anniversary of your wedding, Master Detective? 8D

MD: AS IF.

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BnHA Chapter 256: Fucking Superb You Funky Little Hero Eggs

Previously on BnHA: Aizawa and Mic’s frankensteined best friend Shirakumo, better known to us as Kurogiri, had his memories briefly restored through the Power of Friendship, and was all “YO Y’ALLS BETTER GO CHECK OUT THOSE HOSPITALS” before his head started steaming like a tea kettle and he randomly fell asleep. Aizawa and Mic were all “!!” and Aizawa was all “(ಡ ﹏ ಡ)” and Mic was all “Aizawa are you crying” and Aizawa was like “NO!!!” and then they left the prison and Nao called HPSC Lady who called Hawks and was all “eck-chay ethay ospitals-hay” because Hawks, as you recall, is still a secret agent and all that. Anyway so Hawks was all “EUREKA!!” in his head which doesn’t really add up but hey, and then the chapter ended with Dr. Ujiko dancing in sadistic glee as he watched Tomura get all mad scienced. It was pretty freaky. I could use some wholesomeness right about now so let’s see if this chapter will deliver.

Today on BnHA: Class 1-A shows off the fresh skills they learned during their assorted internships, such as “determination”, “enhanced search techniques”, and “becoming a literal blob of acid.” The Wonder Trio is a particular highlight, and All Might is all “my little baby off to destroy people :’)” as he watches Deku shred a robot to pieces using Blackwhip. We then cut to Aizawa and Mic, who may or may not be planning some rogue vigilante style investigations of the whole Noumu thing, or maybe they’re just brooding, but either way they’re interrupted by Mirio and Tamaki who come running in to get them to stop Eri’s quirk from going haywire, which, yikes. The chapter then ends with All Might handing Deku a notebook full of DETAILED, CATALOGED INFO ABOUT THE PAST SUCCESSORS AND THE FUCKING SIXQUIRKS. We just have to wait two more weeks to find out what that’s all about. 2020’s got some fucking zip to it so far huh.

so it’s about a quarter past 7 right now and it’ll be a miracle if I can have this recap up by 10pm tonight. surprisingly the wait for this chapter didn’t really bother me, but this Sunday/Monday release schedule is really doing a number on my punctuality. but anyways we’ll figure it out eventually. if memory serves, there’s about a 90% chance that this week’s jump will also be a double issue, so that gives me another extra week to get my shit together lol

(ETA: so that wasn’t too far off actually! I think a three-hour turnaround time isn’t bad for 3000 words lol. and actually it was more like two hours of reading/blogging and one hour of editing/photo cropping. anyway so in all likelihood either Sunday or Monday night releases will become the norm, depending entirely on how busy that particular Sunday is. not quite the same as getting the chapter on Friday and having the whole weekend to ruminate over it but we will adjust!)

anyway, so I’m somehow remarkably unspoiled for this chapter despite it having been out for nearly a week and a half at this point. so that’s something! let’s see what we’ve got here

yaaaay my babies

All Might was offering free cotton candy, yes? I didn’t expect we’d cut right back to this lol, but you sure won’t see me complaining. I want to see what everyone else learned during their internships, and also what with the break and the last couple chapters being Tartarus-focused, it’s been about a month since I last saw my little hero eggs, and of course I missed them I’m only human

omg

did the original dialogue really reference Skynet. Horikoshi truly gives no fucks about copyright. like one or two episodes ago the anime made some copyrighted reference which you could clearly hear in the Japanese but which the English subs hilariously glossed right over. I’m trying to remember what it was now. damn. anyways we millennials can never resist a good pop culture reference, facts

OH MY GOD AOYAMA

THEY’RE EATING THE COTTON CANDY

TOKOYAMI EATING COTTON CANDY IS THE GREATEST THING TO HAPPEN IN 2020 THUS FAR. LET ME TELL YOU, WE REALLY NEEDED THIS

SHOUTO EATING COTTON CANDY IS THE SECOND BEST THING TO HAPPEN IN 2020. IT WAS VERY CLOSE

I STALLED FOR TIME SO MUCH AND I STILL DON’T KNOW WTF TO SAY ABOUT AOYAMA’S NEW ATTACK OH MY GOD. JUST. I DON’T KNOW YOU GUYS. THIS BOY IS REALLY OUT HERE SLICING ROBOTS IN HALF WITH HIS BRAND NEW LASER PENIS. THE AMOUNT OF FUCKS THAT HORIKOSHI GIVES IS IN THE NEGATIVES I DON’T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY

OH ARE YOU STILL GOING

is... what’s... ldkfj okay nothing to see here guys just the naked invisible chick getting all friendly with Aoyama’s beam boner. just manhandling his sparkle shaft. there are children reading this manga. I mean, they’re already mentally scarred from all the dead dogs and child quirk wine and whatnot, but still at what point do we put our goddamn foot down

anyway so somehow she’s redirecting his laser beam?? I guess with her light refracting quirk skills?? great job Hagakure with your help Aoyama can finally shoot lasers at stuff that’s behind him. you’ve mastered the power of making it so that he doesn’t have to turn around great job truly an internship well spent

“now I can yank light and warp it!” you go girl now you can whip that thing around like it’s a fucking fire hose I guess

YOOOOO MINA!!

THIS GIRL LITERALLY COATED HERSELF IN ACID AND DID A FUCKING BARREL ROLL AHHHHHHHHH. NOW THAT’S MORE LIKE IT, NO OFFENSE TO CAPTAIN DISCO DONG AND COMMODORE “I CAN DO EVERYTHING A MIRROR CAN DO” BUT THERE ARE UPGRADES AND THERE ARE UPGRADES, AND LET’S FACE IT, THIS IS THE REAL DEAL HERE

AHAHAHA I LOVE ITTTTT

is it too late for Mina to actually change her name to Acidman. what is she calling herself now again?? Pinky?? come on Mina strike some fear into the hearts of your enemies

and now All Might and the others are applauding. I don’t see Shouto’s cotton candy anymore. boy fucking inhaled that shit

oh wow, they interned under Yoroi Musha? if memory serves me, and I’m honestly not going to bother to check right now, isn’t that the samurai dude who somehow beat Ryuukyuu in the billboard charts? not that I’m still salty about that, oh wait I absolutely am but anyways

OH MY

IS THAT SOME KIRIMINA CONTENT UP IN MY PANELS. hot damn that is some cute fucking shit. Mina better not get any undue hate for this. everyone please remain calm this cute interaction does not threaten your ship in any way (unless you want it to in which case have at!!) and we can all have fun if we just play nice you guys

lmao All Might

“WE’RE ALREADY ON PAGE FOUR AND THERE ARE TWENTY OF YOU, WE DON’T HAVE ALL FUCKING DAY CHILDREN”

so Satou and Ojiro learned how to punch harder and stuff. again, it’s fine, we can’t all be Acid Men. but meanwhile they interned with some lion guy named Shishido whom I INSTANTLY LOVE so that’s badass. only one character away from Shishida though, but that’s Horikoshi for you

OH MY GOD

BLAH BLAH YES ENHANCED SEARCH TECHNIQUES ZZZZZ BUT FUCKING LOOK THOUGH AT THE FLASHBACK OF HIM YEETING THEM, YESSSSSS. THE OLD WAYS HAVE NOT YET BEEN FORGOTTEN, GANG ORCA YOU ARE THE HERO WE DESERVE

meanwhile Sero, Kami, and Mineta learned how to literally kill people with their quirks flkdjsflk

(ETA: btw I really love that Mt. Lady’s internship emphasized teamwork. now there’s someone who’s come a really long way her own self. anyway I stan and she had better join the other two in the the top 10 real soon. come on BnHA society get with it.)

damn Mt. Lady what the fuck. “if you guys work together you can suffocate and electrocute villains to death with ease!” the government’s plan really is working huh; these children have become bloodthirsty, ruthless killers in a shockingly short period of time

anyways so Iida as we all recall learned how to be more footloose and fancy free, and meanwhile Kouda learned “smooth communication” from Wash, the literal washing machine man whom I also don’t still harbor a grudge against for inexplicably beating my dragon queen in the hero polls, and once again that is a lie because fuck you Wash! you’re adorable but fuck you!!

man this is taking forever why are there so many kids in this class. for anyone wondering why Horikoshi doesn’t focus on class 1-A as a whole more often and leaves them as supporting characters, this right here is why. I love these children to death but we would still be stuck in the basement arc. oh my god I just shuddered

Tokoyami mastered “improvement on all fronts” because I guess he kind of peaked at flying when it came to new moves huh. that’s fine for now

and Kiri mastered “making baddies lose the will to fight real quick” which sounds like some bullshit you’d write while desperately trying to pad your hero resume, except that it’s accompanied by this convincing panel of him chomping a steel bar in two or some shit which YIKES

can confirm, if some demonic rock man came trotting up to me and snapped off some railing from some stairs and fucking snapped it like a twig with his GIANT FOSSILIZED DINOSAUR TEETH, I’d lose my will to fight pretty quickly too

and Ochako and Tsuyu learned “determination” smdh. Horikoshi did you fucking fall asleep towards the end of this segment or what

WHO IS MAJESTIC OMG

excuse me did she just create a bunch of fucking dynamites. is that what those are. is my girl encroaching on my young son’s turf. because if she is, ENCROACH, MOMO, ENCROACH! FEEL FREE TO FUCKING IMPINGE, EVEN!! god, and I know I was bitching just a moment ago about these “lessons” becoming increasingly vague and intangible and motivational poster-y, but I read Momo and “predicting and acting efficiently”, and my thoughts immediately ran to Nighteye and Mirio’s fighting styles, and I was like “YESSSSSSSSS” because, I mean. YES, though

meanwhile Kacchan has learned...

this fucking -- I swear -- YOU LEARNED WHAT YOUR FUCKING HERO NAME IS GOING TO BE YOU TROLLING PIECE OF SHIT. oh my god. Katsuki I swear to god I will take your internet privileges. NO SRIRACHA FOR A WEEK UNLESS YOU TELL ME WHAT IT IS

oh for fuck’s sakes

don’t mind him he learned boom with five b’s and three oo’s what did you all do this week. and somehow Todoroki learned how to be even more fabulous

so All Might’s looking on in pride and giving Endeavor some mental props, and waiting for Deku to go do his thing too

sdfkj he’s thinking about the day he gave Deku THE HAIR and that “[it] feels like ancient history now.” DOESN’T IT THOUGH?

OH MY FEELS

“you don’t look back at me anymore... and you don’t need to.” oh Aizawa’s dry eye has spread to me now huh. must be those January allergies. and that’s some nice bloop there kid. great jorb

someone tell All Might he’s not allowed to look on at Deku with this much fatherly love without giving me at least a week’s notice in advance

sigh. now you’ve done it you two I’m going to become a big cat blob of feels right here and it’s all on you. you did this

oh my god a whole big panel of reactions from the other kids and I’m ( ˊᵕˋ )

lol Kacchan can’t agree with anything even if it’s a compliment. and lmao, who the fuck was that who was all “TODOROKI FINALLY YOU’RE A FAST FUCKING HIMBO HUH!” like they really went and put that “finally” in there, like they were so fucking tired of Todoroki Shouto and his LANGUID FUCKING PACE all the fucking time, GOD, FINALLY SOME SPEED BOY WE WERE DYING OUT HERE

Mineta being happy for Deku also warms my heart, ngl. we’ve gone almost an entire chapter with Mineta not doing anything even remotely perverted, can it be, has Horikoshi finally chilled the fuck out. or did I just jinx it we shall see

also love how Deku is just reduced to an inkblot here and it still is him beyond any shadow of a doubt. and poor Sero, you are also being impinged on huh

lmao Mineta’s just socking Deku in the solar plexus out of comradery and Deku’s fucking vomiting on reflex and not even paying the slightest attention wtf

I love this panel there I said it

so he’s going over and thanking Ochako for “that time” and says he’s using Blackwhip a lot better now. I assume he’s referring to when he first unlocked it and went hog wild and she was all “smh” and went and hugged him to put an end to that nonsense

oh, right!!!!

I forgot about those!! looool Horikoshi’s 2020 resolution is to make everyone Spider-Man now huh. hey everyone guess what I LOVE THIS

oh my god this wholesomeness

I fucking can’t?? yo I’m seriously living for this? I don’t get why some people think Deku inhibits Ochako’s character growth tbh. or that her story is becoming all about him. if it is, then it’s in the same way that Bakugou’s is. Deku keeps inspiring her to be better, ain’t nothing wrong with that. yes she has the crush, and she’s honest with herself and in tune with her emotions enough to be aware of it and to acknowledge it, but she refuses to be distracted by it. I actually really like that, because it shows that romantic feelings can actually exist and not be the central focus of a character’s story or their development. and I think the fear is that it somehow will become the focus, but so far I haven’t seen that happening, so it seems unwarranted to me

anyway

shit’s cute

oh no Mineta’s doing something weird I fucking did jinx it I’m sorry guys. it’s a fucking fistbump dude relax

so All Might seems to be dismissing them now, and he’s saying something about how he reordered (?? rescheduled, maybe??) class so that Aizawa can watch later. that’s nice. he’ll need something to cheer him up, and if Acidman can’t do the trick I don’t know what can

and now we’re cutting back to the dorms!! dorm shenanigans yessssss

oh no shit wait

these are not playful dorm shenanigans these are depressed Miczawa shenanigans to bring me down. nnnn

but Aizawa fucking knows something is up now, shit. that’s right son your babies are in danger

KLJKLGLKSH

okay (1) HOW HOT IS AIZAWA THOUGH HOW DOES HE ALWAYS DO THIS

and (2) is “have a karaoke contest” code for “fuck shit up” or what. son of a bitch, having these two so personally invested in the Noumu arc now is such an unexpected and wonderful gift

MIRIO NO

(ETA: but you all know Aizawa was about to say “I’d go and fuck shit up” though.)

I LOVE YOU BOTH BUT THEY WERE HAVING A SEXY ANGSTING MOMENT, MIRIO CAN YOU NOT READ THE ROOM!! DO YOU NOT SEE THEM BEING ALL ANGSTY AND DARKLY CONTEMPLATIVE!! YOU TWO OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW WHEN LOVERS ARE BONDING OVER THEIR ANGST WHICH ONLY THE TWO OF THEM UNDERSTAND! FUCKING GODDAMN

NO!!!!!

[SLAMS HANDS ON TABLE] HORIKOSHI I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU LAY ONE FINGER ON HER PRECIOUS HEAD

NOOOO MY SWEET BABY GIRL

oh my fuck that sweater is the cutest fucking thing and this girl has had no shortage of cute outfits let me tell you. BUT ANYWAY SHE’S SCARED AND CRYING NOOOO. holy shit her horn is fucking huge now I don’t feel comfortable with this at all, and Nejire is Best Mom for not giving a single fuck and holding and comforting her regardless of the risk, I love her so much

OH THANK GOD

PALPABLE RELIEF. boys I’m sorry it was wrong of me to yell, you did the right thing interrupting their sexy brooding

BREAK ROOM AHHHHH THE SCOOBY SQUAD LIVES AGAINNNN

it means you constantly amaze him!! you have so much potential he doesn’t even know what the limit might possibly be! don’t act like you don’t love it. or stop being so suspicious and trying to look for the hidden meaning and just accept the praise for what it is. you did good. now ask him if he’s heard any news about Best Jeanist :/

that’s right, he was researching and making faces a while back, are we finally gonna find out what all that was about??

DSLFKAJSLDKFH

HE MADE A NOTEBOOK FOR HIM AHHHHHHHH HE KNOWS WHAT HE LIKES THIS IS AMAZING

DOES HIM GIVING HIM THE INFO IN NOTEBOOK FORM MEAN IT’S UP TO DEKU WHETHER OR NOT HE WANTS TO SHARE THIS INFO WITH KACCHAN. HMMM. OBVIOUSLY HE WILL, BUT THAT’S A REAL POWER MOVE THOUGH, DAMN

“PAST SUCCESSORS / QUIRKS” EVERYONE, THIS BOOK CONTAINS THE SECRETS OF THE SIXQUIRKS. AND THE PREVIOUS OFA AVATARS. THAT’S FINE I’M JUST GONNA. ...I’LL BE FINE. FOR TWO WEEKS. FUCK

shit. well I know it was coming, that’s another reason why I didn’t feel particularly rushed to read this chapter lol. I kinda wish I’d had the foresight to save the Korean scanlation though, just to compare. ah well it’s probably still lying around somewhere

and lol and here’s the bonus page, and this one I did see floating around tumblr haha

I’m not sure how the three smartest kids in class are all present and yet not one of them had the foresight to consider that maybe, just maybe, this could be a bad idea. let’s let the kid with the combustible sweat handle the mochi I’m sure it’ll be -- [everyone immediately dies]. anyway so that’s some good friendly advice from Horikoshi there. happy new year friends!

#bnha 256 #midoriya izuku #ashido mina #uraraka ochako #aizawa shouta #present mic #all might #aoyama yuuga #eri (bnha)#bakugou katsuki #class 1-a #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha #oh my god I am so tired #I will maybe edit some additional tags later lol #for now I'm gonna go eat dinner

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hopeless-lovex0 · 5 years

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I HAVE A DREAM ( PART 9 )

Kim Hongjoong Fanfic

Warning: Angst. Cheating. Heartbreak. Cursing. Fluff.

HELLO GUYS. 👋🏼 Here is part 9 of I Have A Dream and I must say this part was very fun and exciting to write 😄 I hope you guys aren't so surprised with this weeks chapter and like always please enjoy this weeks chapter 😊😊 BTW how excited are you guys for this new come back? 😃

“ Holy... Shit”

Breathes out Mingi, the showdown between Ji Woo and the sweet older lady still present in his mind.

After watching Ji Woo scurry off, being casted out by the whole village community both Mingi and San ran back to the house. The whole ordeal being way too big to not mention.

Slamming the door open, Mingi takes ahold of San’s arm and drags him towards the big living room where he knows the rest of the guys would be hanging out in.

The rest of the guys (minus Hongjoong) watch as Mingi drags San into the room and sits him down on the sofa before leaning down and taking huge breaths in from having ran all the way from the small town square. Mingi takes a few more breaths in before walking towards Jongho and taking the remote off his hands, turning the TV off causing all the guys to yell out HEY! in protest.

“ Listen up, we have some something to tell you guys” say San once he finally regains his breath, standing up and walking towards the pile of guys that sat on the brown couch. “ Guess who we just saw!” Mingi says as he waits for one of the guys to start guessing.

“ I'm gonna go ahead and say Y/N since she's the only one that could bring up such a big reaction from you.” exclaims Seonghwa, irritated with how abruptly Mingi and San interrupted them in the middle of a good movie.

“ We saw her too and let me just say... WOW! I swear if you guys saw her you'll honestly lose your breath, she looks so pretty and pregnant!” answers Mingi causing San to nod along in agreement and the guys don't seem to miss the way his eyes twinkle at the mention of her name.

“ Then who else did you see? ” asks Wooyoung, curious as too who else would have caused Mingi and San to apparently run all the way home.

Mingi and San look at each other for a couple of minutes, seemingly having a mental conversation before turning towards the guys and uttering the name of the girl they have all collectively hold a strong dislike towards too.

“ Ji Woo.”

Serious of gaps fill the room, faces of shock confusing stare back at San and Mingi almost causing them to burst out laughing if the topic at hand wasn't so serious.

“ SHE’S HERE?!?” yells Wooyoung, causing the guys to wince at his volume. They failed to notice the small leader hiding in the shadows listening to their conversation.

“ More like she was.” says San, the guys calming down and giving him confused looks. “ What do you mean she was? Is she here or is she not?” questions Yeosang, the rest of the guys nodding their heads right after his question.

“ Okay so we went for a swing around the village to eat some food, but we bumped into Y/N and this older lady. We were waiting for them to leave and then eat something really quick but all of a sudden Ji Woo pops up behind them and starts trying to talk to Y/N.” Mingi blabbers on and the rest of the guys attentively listen to every word, making sure they don't miss anything. The leader of the 7 slowly inching his way in, making sure to be as quiet as he can so that none of the guys catch him.

“ Y/N didn't want to listen to her though, so the older lady with her took her and pushed her behind her. It looked like she knew who Ji Woo was because my god was her glare scary and it looked like she was trying to shut Ji Woo down quickly.” Mingi continues before stopping and taking a big breath in, his words coming out at a fast pace causing him to lose his breath. San having been quiet this whole time letting Mingi tell the story, notices how Mingi stopped so he decides to continue for him.

“ So the older lady was the one talking to Ji Woo and I guess Ji Woo didn't like that so she started screaming at Y/N! Telling her that she couldn't drop years of friendship for something that was apparently small, like can you believe her!” San spits out, the words that Ji Woo said replaying in his mind and causing him to huff in anger. The rest of the guys seem to feel anger as well as some of the guys have glares set upon their faces, jaws locked in frustration.

“ Y/N was being crowded by some people of the village and Ji Woo was getting mad, so she started screaming at Y/N that it was her fault that Hongjoong cheated on her! That she wasn't a good girlfriend to him!” butts in Mingi, causing the guys to jump up in anger.

“ HAS THIS BITCH LOST HER MIND!” yells out Jongho and the rest of the guys freeze in shock, first off; never hearing Jongho curse out so freely and second from how mad he sounds. All the guys do is watch as he paces around the back of the couch, muttering under his breath. The sound of curse words mixed in with Ji Woo’s name causing the oldest of the bunch to cringe from the harsh words coming out of the youngest mouth but nonetheless letting him continue.

San reaches forwards and takes ahold of Jongho’s sweater, pulling him towards the couch and making him sit down. Before Jongho can get up and start pacing again, San grabs both his hands and starts rubbing circles in them with his thumb, a technique that Y/N used to do on him whenever he was stressed or mad.

“ I really miss her Hyung...” Jongho mutters sadly, causing San to sigh. After the whole ordeal in Y/N’s apartment and her leaving, the guys felt like something was missing from them and San took a huge turn because of that but everyone knew that the second person to slowly change due to her departure was Jongho.

Y/N was like a big support system for Jongho, second to his family. She was always reassuring him whenever he couldn't hit a certain note or whenever he was getting frustrated with a specific dance move he would tell Hongjoong to call Y/N wanting a big warm hug from her.

Jongho really loved Y/N like a big sister, a sister that he could talk to without holding back. She took care of him like a big sister, and all he wished for was being able to hold her again wanting to feel the comfort that she could only provide.

“ I think her life is falling apart..” whispers Yunho, the guys waiting for him to carry on talking.

“ I went to the mall she used to work at with y/n and apparently she got fired.” he says and all the guys do is roll their eyes.

“ Whatever.. She honestly deserved that, after all wasn't Y/N the one that got her that job?” Yeosang asks, wooyoung humming as an answer to his question.

“ Okay enough about her losing her job! Anyway, so she started being rude and disgusting towards Y/N so you won't believe what the older lady with her did!” Mingi once again exclaims, catching the attention of the guys again.

“ She practically marched towards Ji Woo... AND THEN BAAM! SMACKED HER RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE!” Mingi cheers out, the rest of the guys gasping out in shock. Jongho turns towards San and gives him a look of disbelief, San just lets a smirk invade his face and gives a firm nod.

“ Did she really get smacked?!?! ” questions wooyoung and Mingi screams out a yes. “ You should have seen her face! She looked so surprised and her lip was split from how hard Mrs. Park smacked her!” San adds in, the smug look upon his face letting the guys know that he probably enjoyed her getting smacked.

“ Mrs. Park..?” asks Seonghwa and San nods his head in confirmation to the name. “ That's the name of the one who smacked Ji Woo, we heard everyone talking about her after they left.”

They all sit in silence after that, wooyoung letting out small whines from having missed Ji Woo getting slapped. Hongjoong decides that he should finally make himself present or else the guys would call him out for listening to them.

“ Ji Woo was here..?” His small voice pierces the silence of the living room and all the guys turn towards him in surprise, his sudden presence causing Mingi to jump in fright.

“ Why are you acting so surprised.. I honestly won't be surprised if it was you who told her where we were. You probably missed your midnight fucks right.” scoffs out Jongho and Hongjoong bites his lip in anger, causing the skin to break and the taste of the iron red liquid swirl inside his mouth.

“ I-.. I didn't call her... I blocked her number after y/.. After Y/N left.” Hongjoong mutters out, desperately trying to defend himself as best as he can.

“ It doesn't matter anyway, the home wrecker left after being humiliated in front of everyone. Karma is working fast with her.” San says, trying to quickly dismiss the subject of Ji Woo the thought of her just making him angry.

Standing up abruptly, San walks towards the living room doorway where Hongjoong stands causing the rest of the guys to jump up in alarm. They know San would never hit anyone, no matter how much they wronged him but they still stand alert in case anything were to happen.

San knowing the guys are probably watching his every move lifts up his hand and shakes it around letting them know that he doesn't plan on doing anything bad.

Stopping next to Hongjoong, they stand next to each other both facing different directions. “ Ji Woo was one problem in Y/N’s life and I'm glad she's dealt with but there still stands you. One more problem for her, but I'll make sure that you stay far away from her from now on.” he says and finally walks out, heading towards his shared room.

They watch as Hongjoong squeezes his eyes closed, desperately biting his lips again and harshly gripping his pants. He lets out a shaky breath and opens his eyes again, glassy teary eyes stare straight at the rest of the guys in the living room. The immense frustration and pain causing some of the guys to look away from him before they all slowly start walking out, leaving Hongjoong standing in the living room alone.

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

“ Seonghwa-Hyung, have you seen my airpods anywhere around here?” San asks as he walks into the dining room where the older male is seated in, a book and a steaming cup of hot chocolate situations next to him.

At the call of his name, the older male lifts up his head from his reading and watches as San walks around the room slowly starting to look around. “ Didn't you have it with you yesterday? How could you lose such an ugly blue airpod case?” Seonghwa exclaims causing San to snap his head towards him in disbelief.

“ How could you?!? Wooyoung gave me that case for our friendship anniversary hyung! What would he say if he heard you just now!” San points at Seonghwa, his fake hurt tone causing the older male to let out a small chuckle.

“ He won't say anything, he's too scared to go against me.” Seonghwa smugly says and all San does is shake his head trying to not let Seonghwa see that he agrees with that statement.

“ Didn't you have it with you when you came back right after spotting Y/N?” he ask but San just shakes his head in agreement. “ Yes I had it with me then.. But I didn't feel it in my jacket pocket a while later.” San says and Seonghwa hums in concentration. “ Maybe you dropped it when we ran after Hongjoong, we did run the whole way and came right back home after dragging him back. It might still be there.” Seonghwa say and San snaps his fingers when Seonghwa mentions the running they did yesterday.

“ You're right Hyung! After we came back home I didn't feel it in my pockets anymore.... I'll be back, I need to find it before someone else grabs it.” San exclaims making the older male shake his head at him. “ Why don't you wait till the morning? It's already dark and it's supposed to rain in a little bit.” the older male says, worry evident in his face.

“ Don't worry! If I run over there, I'll have enough time to look around and make it back before it starts to rain. I have my phone with me, so I'll call you when I start heading back.” San shows his phone to SeongHwa before bolting out the dining room and towards the front entrance.

“ H-HEY! You better be back in 20 minutes! If you're not back by then, I'm sending a search and rescue party!” Seonghwa screams out and all he gets in return is laughter from San.

By the time San gets near the park, the low rumble of clouds nearby cause him to curse out loud trying to hurry up before the waterfall catches up to him.

Taking out his phone, he turns on the flashlight and starts panning it across the cobblestone road desperately trying to find the bright neon blue airpod case. Due to the complete darkness surrounding him, he fails to notice the big twisted branch sprouting from the ground a couple feet away from him.

Slowly walking around the area, he curses out loud again before quickly twisting around and beginning to walk back towards the house. He makes it a couple steps before his foot is caught between the branch causing him to fall and twist his ankle, letting out a loud yelp of pain when he hits the floor.

Slowly reaching towards his foot he rips the branch off the ground and turns on his back, reaching a shaky hand towards his throbbing ankle. Lifting up the material of his sweatpants, he sees his ankle slightly red and swelling no doubt in his mind that it's at least sprained.

Falling on his back, he lays there a couple of seconds taking deep breaths in trying to calm himself down. Reaching towards his pockets, he takes out his phone and quickly unlocks it wincing in pain when he accidentally moves his ankle. Pressing the contact icon, he types in Seonghwa’s name but before he can press the call icon a familiar voice calls out towards him.

“ Oh my God! Are you okay? I saw you fall and I ran as fast as I could to reach you!” the person exclaims and San turns towards the girl making her way to him.

“ Do you need help? Is your ankle okay? That was a pretty heavy fall...” her voice trails out once she makes eye contact with the male laying on the floor.

“ S-San...?” Y/N mutters out, starting at the injured boy with wide eyes. San goes to reach for her, but only manages to scream out in pain the throbbing in his ankle getting worse than it was before.

The scream snaps Y/N back into reality and she without thinking carefully crouches down and places a comforting hand on San’s shoulder. The action surprises him and he snaps his eyes towards the woman he's in love with in confusion, expecting her to leave the minute she saw him. Instead, he watches as she closely inspects his ankle then wince when she notices how ugly it's gotten in just a couple minutes.

“ We need to head to my house.” she firmly states causing San to choke on his spit from how serious she sounds. Without waiting for his response, she stands up and then crouches down again putting her arms behind San and carefully trying to lift him up.

“ Woah Woah Woah! Wait a minute Y/N! You’re pregnant, you can get hurt trying to lift me up!” San yells out in protest, trying to remove her hands away from him in order to stop her for moving him any further.

“ It's about to start raining and my house is close by. Do you want to wait in the rain for someone to pick you up?!” she harshly asks him, causing San to shut up from how hard she’s glaring at him. Looking at the sky quickly, he notices how much darker it's gotten and the bright flashes of lightning rolling in from further away. She's right he thinks and all he does is get one look at her stern face before giving up and nodding his head.

Neither of them say anything as she helps him get up, San trying his hardest to carry most of his weight as to not hurt her and her baby. Gradually walking a couple more feet, in under 5 minutes they end up in front of a small two-story house. Walking up to the porch they make it just in time because the moment they step foot under shelter the heavy clouds above let out buckets of water, harshly hitting against the steps they just climbed.

Taking out her keys and throwing open her door, Y/N drags a panting San towards the living room before dropping him on the sofa and quickly walking towards the kitchen. As she rummages through her pantry, taking ahold of the small first aid kit she spots a small white note with her brother's handwriting letting her know that he's out buying food.

Placing the note back down, she walks towards her fridge and grabs a bag of frozen peas before walking back towards the injured man. Kneeling down she places a small table in front of him and props his foot up on some pillows, trying so hard to focus on something else instead of his piercing eyes looking at her.

Placing the frozen bag on his swollen red ankle, she grabs his shaking hand and places it on the cold bag before getting up again and walking towards the downstairs bathroom. San’s heart beats a hundred miles per hour, the soft touch of her hand grabbing his causing him to forget about his injured ankle for a split second before he watches her stand up again and walk towards a long hallway.

Throwing his head back he takes a big inhale through his nose and let it out in form of a shaky breath,the pain causing him to break out in a sweat. He runs a hand through his quickly dampening hair and waits a couple second before hearing the sound of Y/N’s sandals rushing back towards him.

Opening his eyes, he comes face to face with a cup of water and Y/N’s outstretched hand with a white pill placed in the middle.

“ Take it.. It's ibuprofen. It'll help with the pain.” She says and San quickly takes it from her hand, wanting to get rid of the pain coursing through his ankle.

Y/N moves back towards his swollen ankle and takes his hand away from the still freezing cold bag, making sure not to accidentally bump or move his foot. She reaches towards the red first aid kit before taking out an anti-inflammatory cream and carefully spreading it across the red swollen skin.

San watches as she takes a role of clean white bandage and carefully wraps it around his ankle, tying it firmly so that it won't fall off right away. After tending to his ankle they sit there in complete silence, the tension in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife.

“ I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..” San whispers out to Y/N, causing her to grip her baby blue dress. Standing up abruptly, she goes to walk away from him but San reaches out faster than she can walk. He strongly grips her wrist, yet soft enough so he doesn't cause a bruise.

“ Please... Please don't leave me again Y/N...Please don't walk away...” San chokes out holding onto her wrist with both hands and bringing it towards his face, placing her hand on his face and gripping it there. Y/N watches as San sobs onto her hand, his hands keeping her hand placed on his face and sobbing out pleas for her to stay.

Turning back around to face him, she lifts her other hand and places it on his other cheek causing San to let out a loud sob and cry out even harder. He intertwines his fingers with hers and brings them up to his forehead, preventing her from moving away from him.

“ Please just let me explain.. Let me explain myself and if by the end you still hate me then I'll leave you alone but please just let me explain.” He cries out causing Y/N to choke in a sob, dropping her head on their intertwined hands and letting tears drop from her glassy eyes.

They sit there together, both they're heads placed on their interlocked hands crying into each other. Finally lifting up her head, Y/N watches as San manages to calm his sobbing down to a meer sniffle here and there.

“ Do it..” she whispers causing San’s head to snap up towards her, his bloodshot red eyes staring right back at her intense stare.

“ Explain Yourself.”

#ateez #ateez angst #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez reactions #kpop imagines #kpop angst #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho

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punkscowardschampions · 4 years

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Lola & Astrid

Lola: [come in to get your tattoo then, which is on the back of her neck/shoulder blade moment which isn't the worst but I think it vibrates on those bones pretty hard, also the embroidery technique/colour will make it worse/more time, overall vibe a sassy, confident bitch but lowkey nervous on this tattoo] Astrid: [I like to think she's already in there and probably has been for hours because whether it's big or small on this occasion they obvs let her stop whenever she wants and for as long as she wants cos they know her so we just chilling with the dog BFF who goes everywhere with her lowkey and both having a drink of water casually so the dog can go up to her like hey gal] Lola: [have loads of pictures of her with dogs and cats, so gonna say we're an animal hoe and gonna be extra over this lil dog then AFTER you've stroked and loved upon it 'Shit, I've not distracted it, have I? I'm so sorry' like when you aren't meant to with blind people service dogs] Astrid: [just straight up talking to this dog like she's a person like are you okay, do you wanna go and the dog's like nah I'm fine by giving a Lola a toy or something like I think we should play with this gal] Lola: [straight up throwing this toy like we aren't in a tattoo shop like please be careful, probably getting told off by a grumpy tattoo dude and just loling like whoops 'cos the kind of carefree hoe we are 'what's your name?' but we are talking to the dog] Astrid: [being like 'did you forget we like rules?' @ the dog as if she caused this trouble herself and full naming her like a cross mum but we not cross we're more playful about it because autistic bants] Lola: ['so distinguished, suits you madam' and shakes her paw, then touching one of Astrid's leg tattoos as is clearly ground level with this dog rn 'that's gorgeous, how many do you have?'] Astrid: [when you an affectionate af person but you don't know her like that so then you can't answer that question and she must think you're being so rude sorry gal, but let's say the tattoo person answers for you cos probably did most of them but not all so gets it wrong so then you have to answer whatever the right number is] Lola: [you really shouldn't grab people but that's the kinda hoe you are so that's the vibe lol, undeterred but do let go of her leg thanks, just talking about ALL the tattoo ideas you have] Astrid: [at least you can likewise go off about that babe because they are literally another thing you collect/comforts you and makes you feel safe so like you always wanna get more, try not to actually talk over her and listen but it's okay if you do, she'll get over it] Lola: [just listening intently anyway and bowing to her superior knowledge on it 'cos you wanna get more even though you have yet to start this one and are gonna be sobbing in a sec lolll, very seriously turning to the dog 'Winnie, will you hold my hand?' then turning back to Astrid and rolling her eyes 'my girlfriend was too shamed to be seen with me'] Astrid: [just going OFF about aftercare too before she's even started this tattoo because as far as you're concerned there is only one right way to do it and everything else is wrong and a huge no, the grumpy tattoo dude from earlier who Lola's gonna end up having is just gonna try and be like nah she's wrong, this this and this is fine but shh sir tbh. The dog just grinning through all this cos she's buzzing about the energy 'She's not ever going to be heavy enough for proprioceptive stimming but it's still calming when she lies with you, she's soft and she smells nice, does that make sense?' her confused face when she then doesn't understand what she means about her girlfriend not wanting to be here though like um why] Lola: [just ignoring the man like the true lesbian you are, be careful girl, nodding 'total sense, Miss Winifred is a vibe' and giving her an approving sniff like yes 'it smells like bleach in here' probably a good thing babe but we're not happy lol 'ugh, 'cos she's so tough and I'm going to embarrass her' shakes her head like oh girlfriends] Astrid: [repeating back to Winnie that she's a vibe because you like the sound of that thank you but whatever you're gonna say about how it smells in here is interrupted by grumpy tattoo dude complaining that it's because Astrid always has to OTT clean up the station etc and blah before they start, like don't out her like that sir and don't be a dick so we're not happy about his vibe rn] Lola: ['you should be happy she's doing the hard work for you' even though we were the one complaining about the smell, we're not about it] Astrid: ['he's not a happy person' hahaha suck it sir] Lola: ['that's so sad, what happened?' oh gal] Astrid: [just telling her this dude's life story like he's not right there because we don't understand sarcasm bye] Lola: [when you weren't even being sarcastic but you were not expecting her to reply and you know he's not gonna be thrilled so you put your finger to your lips like shh but smiling at her so she knows you aren't being a dick like stfu] Astrid: [being like oh do you want some quiet, like offering to get them to turn down the music they always blast in tattoo places] Lola: ['can we change the station?' like this rock shit is not a #vibe honey and getting out your phone and aux cord from your bag] Astrid: [just like 'it's not a vibe [name of your tattoo gal] can we change it to a vibe?' because we're saying vibe now and obvs this woman will cos she's a good egg] Lola: [putting on your femme gay girl bubblegum pop playlist like every other person in here/grumpy tattoo man is going to be taking the piss but we aren't aware 'cos we're that bitch and just dancing around like it's the clerb] Astrid: [Astrid and Winnie are vibing, picking this dog up like do you wanna dance lil queen as if we're not in the middle of a tattoo sesh] Lola: [hyping them up in a very yasss queen manner and then getting interrupted by this dude being like are you done pissing about and just twerking at him like mwah 😘 as you climb your ass up onto this bench, then being like 'WINNIE, I NEED YOU' very dramatically with grabby hands and all, this man like oh my god] Astrid: [we're loling at her antics and then putting Winnie on her lap because this angel will look after you gal so we can finally get some more of our own tattoo done] Lola: [good incentive not to drop this dog or shriek in her ears gal, 'cos gonna be so OTT about this pain obvs, all of this painting a picture as why your butch tatted gf did not wanna be here, just 🥺🥺🥺 at Astrid 'does it hurt you?' 'cos gf popping off like it doesn't which is a lie like when people say childbirth doesn't like admit it even if you can hack it] Astrid: ['not as much as other things' because we matter of fact about it instead of being like her girlfriend and pretending nothing is happening here] Lola: [we aren't really listening anyway just talking to talk here 'beauty is pain'] Astrid: [just repeating that like hmmm idk ' you're saying you feel more beautiful now, they'll want to put that on the signs outside'] Lola: ['They've got better promo' and giving Astrid's tattooist a look, 'cos the insecurity jumped out when pain] Astrid: [just going off about how much you like it here and you've told everyone about it like lol peeps have said they should pay me] Lola: ['yours are so cool' and asking her why she got that one and when etc etc] Astrid: [telling her everything even if like some of this shit is personal like tell me those roses aren't because of Ro you can't] Lola: [when you're an oversharer so you are 1. not phased by this 2. can say how this is for your abuela who's dying] Astrid: [genuinely is upset about this and asking loads of questions about her like obvs how old is she but also about her as a person and what she likes and how she was living before this] Lola: [we was already crying from the pain so you know, just carry on lmao, telling her that you live with her, that she's your only family and she's a bomb cook and she loves you even though you're gay and you go to bingo together on Thursdays] Astrid: [when you're just like are you gonna live with your girlfriend and cook together and go to bingo with her] Lola: ['I don't know' big sigh 'Do you live with your dad?'] Astrid: [hardcore like BUT WHAT WILL YOU DO because we're so upset about this like we can't answer your question until we get one that's okay here] Lola: [reaching over like hey it's okay 'I'll work it out'] Astrid: [just like oh yeah I do live with my dad btw after ages has passed and she's probably forgot she even asked but we needed a sec there] Lola: ['what's he like?'] Astrid: ['he's weird but not like I'm weird, just not how everyone says a dad should be-' trying to find a way to word wtf Drew is like lol 'he doesn't like rules or keeping things clean oh and he's a really shit driver who plays music too loud and he dresses too young'] Lola: ['sounds like every dude I've ever met' lols, wiping her tears 'has he always been like that or is it a midlife crisis moment?'] Astrid: [lols too because oh Drew you hot mess 'he fell out of his pram and wasn't claimed for 7 days'] Lola: [nods solemnly 'mine too'] Astrid: ['but he makes sure my food doesn't touch and never makes me eat anything I know will be fucking gross and he took me to go get Winnie' like but I do love him] Lola: [gives Winnie love and smiles 'not all bad then' pauses 'mine used to take me to ballet, and never get bored of me showing him my routines'] Astrid: [just going off about this Barbie ballet movie called Barbie and the pink shoes like have you seen it because I figure why not have dolls as a special interest, thanks Ro, though she'd fuck with Bratz and Monster High more] Lola: [talking about the red shoes 'cos assumedly what it is based on and saying you'll look up the Barbie version online 'when Ren is at work'] Astrid: [just chatting about it to the point that she doesn't even need to see it cos you've told her everything but letting her know that Barbie isn't your fave and making sure she knows what you fuck with more like this is vital info okay] Lola: ['Like Yasmin is technically the Hispanic queen like me but I do be looking more Jade and she fucks with cats so ME' 'cos definitely a girl who was into dolls and the bratz are making a resurgence in the culture anyway huns] Astrid: [we're living a life where we only accept the OG's so of course she gotta be that blonde hun who is described as wide-eyed and bubbly and loves her friends more than anything in the world so pop off but we not fucking with soccer and we gotta let Lola know] Lola: ['I see it' like just being like you're an angel there nbd] Astrid: [being like I do support cheese pizza ONLY but thai curry wtf] Lola: [loling like 'food isn't food unless it has at least two carbs and all the cheese you can throw at it'] Astrid: [just listing off everything Jade likes in the known world like do you like these things or no] Lola: [replying like this is a vogue 73 questions I bet tattoo dude is delighted lol] Astrid: [we're having fun here sir excuse you] Lola: ['do you have a Jade in your group already?'] Astrid: [The calming force that she is, Winnie is the group's Yasmin, she can handle a sob story, as you've seen so that's wrong' looks at her like soz gal I know you're offended 'my other best friend is most like Sasha, I don't know if I'm allowed to say that when she isn't black though'] Lola: [looks around at how white everyone here deffo is like I won't tell on you, claps her hands like yay 'we can be friends then'] Astrid: [when you're clearly buzzing about this, giving her your phone like this is my number take it thank you] Lola: [saves it as angel, oh that won't cause any drama with your gf no no lol, taking the tattoo dudes biro or whatever and being like hold out your hand? but thankfully NOT just doing it 'cos she may not vibe gal] Astrid: [at first is like ?? because hasn't connected the dots of what she wants her to do and why but then is like oh okay and does] Lola: [being like to the tattoo lady 'now make it permanent' loling like hohoho] Astrid: [loling 'when I know you better' like we considering this] Lola: [so flattered like omg me and blowing kisses] Astrid: [gotta get some more water cos we recognising that we're getting a bit too buzzing rn so obvs asking her if she wants some] Lola: [just like lifesaver 'cos we been crying so hard over here lol] Astrid: [gotta get some for Winnie too even if she don't want because that's a routine hun] Lola: [live your best life babe you deserve it] Astrid: [let's say her tattoo is then finally done and she abruptly leaves like it was nice to meet you I gotta go now bye because it kills me how they all did that on that show every time] Lola: [the only time you've been shooketh 'cos you'd be a hang around saying bye for ages bitch] Lola: WHERE DID YOU GO?! Astrid: hOmE Astrid: is YOuR tattOO fiNishED? Lola: [sends a progress picture she's made that man take lol] Astrid: 25-30 miNS leFT Lola: yeah? Lola: 🙌 I am about to PEE my pants Astrid: iT'LL bE lONgEr wiTH BreAks but YOu Wont bE alloWED bacK iF yOu dONt TakE oNE foR THaT Lola: 😄 I did a little but we've had no leaks Lola: got my big girl panties on Astrid: 👙 is A GooD iDeA tOooooOOOOO Lola: so NOT letting him do my underboob though Astrid: nO ⛔ no ⛔ Lola: the chick you were with seemed kinda cool though Lola: not gonna write off the whole shop Astrid: 🌟 ✨ sHE MAkEs me fEEL coMFoRTaBLe 🌟 ✨ Astrid: thE reVIeW Astrid: & thE VIBE Lola: love that Lola: don't know how he can do such colourful work and be so sad ❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜 🖤 🤍 🤎 Astrid: van GOGH? Astrid: 🌻🌻🌻🌻👂💛💛 Lola: 🤯🤯🤯 Astrid: Do thEy ShARE a SOUL doEs thAT maKE senSE? Astrid: hMMMM Lola: reincarnation baby Astrid: dO you BEliEVE in it? Astrid: a BIG quESTion Lola: I think it's technically a ❌❌❌ Lola: but I think it's cool Lola: like past lives, all the AMAZING people in history you could've been Astrid: I DonT unDERstAnd wHY is iT ❌❌❌ if YoU liKE iT? Lola: Jesus and Abuela 💘 Lola: 💀 is very important to us Astrid: oHhhhhhhH Astrid: hEAvEn ☁👼☁ Astrid: mY muM taUGHt mE about THat Lola: 🧹🌻🦋🌞🍞 Lola: we believe souls come back, but not as other people, always themselves, even if they take a different form Lola: and they come back all the time, though Jesus hasn't come back YET Astrid: 👻👻👻👻 Lola: I can do an offering for your mum if you like Astrid: shE woULdNT coMe bACK for 🍞 Astrid: wHaT ElSe can THey be? Lola: you can put all the person's favourite things on their altar, you can skip the bread Astrid: 🕯🌹🕯🩺🕯🥀🕯🦴 Lola: wouldn't look out of place Astrid: sHe LiKEd DollS tooOOOO but thERe's No emoJi?? Lola: that's so RUDE Lola: did she get you into dolls, what was the first one you got? Astrid: 🧚🏻 thoUGH & 🔮 & 🧙🏼 Astrid: [sends her a picture of some creepy doll because of course she still has it and cue a huge ramble about everything possible about this doll like soz gal you didn't ask for that level of detail] Lola: looks like la catrina's 👶 Lola: I like it Lola: what doll would your mum be? Astrid: [when you disappear forever lowkey to do all the research you can about that just falling down a rabbit hole without saying bye] Astrid: ❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜 🖤 🤍 🤎 💀❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜 🖤 🤍 🤎 Astrid: eVErYoNE is EqUAL in tHE eND Astrid: loVE that Lola: right?! Lola: we STAN an inclusive queen Astrid: caNT waIT tO TeLl mY otHER bFf she is GOiNg to bE so ExCitEd Lola: do you bake? I will send you a recipe for some sugar 💀 cookies Lola: i always loved decorating them Lola: and eating them, duh 😋 Astrid: I dOnT know hOw TO dO that Astrid: ❌❌❌ Lola: I can make them, if you wanna meet up again Lola: or come teach you, that would be fun Astrid: here? Lola: if you want Lola: you could come to mine but you'd have to meet abuela and that might be a LOT ??? Astrid: iTs nOT a ⛔ no if weRe frIeNds Astrid: i THinK yoU couLD bE heRE Lola: I'm a good guy, I promise Lola: I'll be super polite and say please and thank you and take my shoes off Astrid: buT 🍭 🍬 🧁 🍫 🍩 🍪 🍨 wILl maKE mY mum 😢 oR 😡 iF sHE is a 👻 Astrid: 🤫 Lola: it's all about celebrating life anyways Lola: what's better than tasty food Lola: my mother was the same though Lola: but abuela loved food because it made people 😄🥰 she didn't care if it made you fat too Lola: plenty of time to be 💀🦴s Astrid: hMMMmmm Astrid: 👌 Astrid: I wAnt to BE 😄🥰 Lola: maybe your friend would like some too Lola: not Miss Winnie though, too much sugar for 🐶 Astrid: IlL exPLain Astrid: sheS vERY 🤓 Astrid: thATs sMArt noT an INsult Lola: I could tell Lola: I very much enjoyed meeting her Astrid: & mE? Lola: OF COURSE you, gurl Lola: you were so nice and helpful Astrid: 😀 😃 😄 😁 😆 😅 😂 🤣 Astrid: thANKs Lola: you're welcome ❣️ Lola: are you from here, I like your name, it's unusual Astrid: I dOnT liKE to bE reFErRed tO bY it Astrid: it maKEs mE FeeL liKe PeOPLe ARe 😤 😠 😡 Lola: oh no, I'm sorry Lola: is there anything you would like me to call you instead? Astrid: ...... Astrid: I doNt KnOw Lola: no probs Lola: don't need to call you anything we'll manage just fine without 🙃 Astrid: iS thAt aN oKaY anSWer? Lola: of course it is! Lola: it wouldn't be okay for me to call you a name you didn't like, that's just rude Lola: my gf HATES the name she got as a 👶 so she changed it Astrid: liKe @ scHoOL Astrid: I goT caLLed loAds of namES thERE Astrid: 👿 👹 👺 🤡 💩 👻 💀 ☠️ 👽 👾 🤖 🎃 Lola: 😢👎 Lola: school SUCKED Lola: you're cool Astrid: thEy jUsT doNt unDERsTand mY 🧠 Astrid: mE eiTHeR mE eiTHeR Lola: who does Lola: still don't have to be a 🍆 Astrid: eVErYoNE is EqUAL in tHE eND Astrid: ❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜 🖤 🤍 🤎 💀❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜 🖤 🤍 🤎 Lola: that's what I'm talking about Astrid: yOu aRe GoiNg To LikE mY aUntY 🧠 ❤ 👀 Astrid: bUt U CaNt bRInG hEr HeRE foR 💀🍪 Lola: why not? Astrid: mY DaD & hER ❌❌❌ Lola: family drama Lola: say no more Lola: abuela only talks about my mother when she wants to cuss her out, and that's her daughter so 🤷 Astrid: hEs BaD buT nOT to ME? I doNt unDERstAnd hoW thAT iS suPposED to maKE seNse Lola: you're special to him Astrid: BuT whY aREnt my SiSTeRs sPEcial toOOOo? Astrid: beCausE theIR muMs aRE dIFFeRenT or Astrid: my BrOThEr haS anOTher DiffErent mUm agaIN Astrid: itS conFUsinG Lola: people are a lot of different things all at once, I think Lola: they don't all fit together right, it is confusing Astrid: wHEn yoU DiE aRE yOU NoOOO thiNGs Or moRE thinGS? Lola: Hmm Lola: I think more Lola: everything, and then the missing pieces make it all make sense Astrid: maybe they ARe tOOOoo sPEciAl then, THaT sisTER & ThOse mums dAD canT DeaL Astrid: hmmM Lola: could be Lola: being dead is meant to be easier than being alive, but it isn't perfect Astrid: & mY OthEr SisTER diDnt diE whEn sHe NeaRLY diD sO mAYBe heS coNFuSed AbOUT THat Lola: could you ask him? Lola: or would he be 😢 or 😡? Astrid: heS not my TaLking To pErsoN heS mY DoinG peRsOn Lola: that's important too Lola: sometimes it's actually better not having the answers Astrid: I sHOULDvE saID that @ scHOol Astrid: BettER not HAVinG thE anSWERS sORRy Lola: 😅 Lola: if ONLY Lola: I wouldn't say ANYTHING at school Astrid: I diDnT taLk unTiL aFter my mUm dIeD Astrid: moSTlY Lola: at all? Astrid: ❌❌❌⛔⛔ Lola: did you talk to your dad? Astrid: somE WoRdS Lola: the rest you just got what you needed in other ways Lola: that's cool Astrid: i THiNk it waS BaD oF mE Astrid: maYbe Astrid: .... Lola: but was it bad for you Lola: that's the important thing Lola: its frustrating when people don't understand you, but people get frustrated when they don't understand, even though they might not still when you tell them with words Astrid: iS thAT wHy yOU didNT talK @ sChooL? Lola: i took up too much space just being there Lola: without taking up the 💬 too Astrid: tOo muCh Space Astrid: hmmM Lola: that's what they thought Lola: basically Astrid: pEoPLe DoNt unDErstaND yOu Astrid: how mUch spaCE yoU neEd Lola: they don't like it ❌❌❌⛔⛔ Lola: i'm not trying to take other people's space though Astrid: tOO muCH iS ❌❌❌⛔⛔ Astrid: toOOOo mUch AnyTHiNG Lola: it is? Astrid: ItS 😢 or 😡 Astrid: itS beInG weIRd Lola: there's no such thing as too much 🐶😸 though Astrid: NeVEr!! Lola: exactly Lola: don't think there's any rules that you can stick to everything Lola: always exceptions Astrid: I wriTE liKe thIs beCauSe thOse rULes are Boring Astrid: loAdS of RulEs doNt maKe sEnSe Lola: I like how you write Lola: it's more interesting to read Astrid: yOu cAn Do iT toO if You waNT Lola: really? Lola: thanks, I'll try it out 😄 Lola: ITs actUallLY REAlLY hARd tO Be TOtallY raNDoM Lola: oTHER New RuLES poP UP in YOuR hEaD Astrid: ItS a VIBE Astrid: 😀 😃 😄 😁 😆 😅 😂 🤣 Lola: tOTAlLy Lola: LikE THOse nEwSPApEr RAnsOM notEs Lola: aEStheTIc Astrid: ??? Lola: you know in films, when a killer or a kidnapper sends the person a note, they cut up bits of newspapers and magazines so the note is all different fonts and sizes and stuff Lola: [examples Lola: I liKE ThAT LOooooooOOoOKk Astrid: OhHH WoW Astrid: cAn I sEnD YoU onE? Lola: THaTs whaT IT RemINDS mE OF Lola: UM yeS Astrid: TheY dO it So NoBoDy knowS itS from THem YeaH? Astrid: hoW wiLL you Know ItS from mE? Lola: YEah Lola: do the outside of it normal, so the postman isn't 😱 Lola: I nEVEr GeT 💌 Astrid: do the outside of it normal, so the postman isn't scared Astrid: do the outside of it normal, like this Lola: [her address] there you go Lola: a stamp and it'll be perfect Astrid: ThiS is ReAllY whERe U Live? Astrid: I knoW whEre tHiS is Lola: you do? Astrid: yEAH Astrid: itS By a SHop I lIkE Lola: maybe you could show me 🙃 Astrid: I JuST geT 🍓 thEn I LeAVe Astrid: thEY haVe to Be from ThEre Astrid: a RuLe Lola: nOW i waNt TO tRy SomE Astrid: diD yoUr GirLfrIEnD liKE youR TaTTOo? Astrid: I caNt STop THinkiNG aBoUT iT Lola: She lIKEs 🖤 🤍 bUT I seNT hEr ThE piC & She SAid wAs cUUUUUuUuUUuUuTeeeeeeE Astrid: iS shE gONna coMe wiTh yOU neXT timE? Lola: mAYb ❓🤔 Astrid: tHats noT 🖤 🤍 Astrid: sHe shOUld saY yeAH oR NO Lola: TrUuUuuUuUUUUUUUu Lola: I'll tell her Astrid: Do YoU lIkE haVinG a girlFRieND? Lola: 🤗 & 😘 R gOoOOoddD Astrid: ❓🤔 Lola: you like hugs and kisses? Astrid: PlaTOnic is DiFFeRent Astrid: i LikE theM thOUgh Lola: yeah Lola: with a girlfriend, you just get them all the time Astrid: ? ShE dOeSnt asK you ? Lola: she doesn't need to Lola: if I said stop she would Lola: it's just nice having a person around, is what I meant 🙃 Astrid: 👌 thAT maKEs SeNse Lola: do you like 🧑 or 👩 or none or both Astrid: 👩 👩🏻 👩🏽 👩🏾 👩🏿 Lola: hi-5 Lola: me too 😄 Astrid: but i DoNt have a GIRLfrieNd Lola: would you like one? Lola: we could go out 💃💃 Astrid: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Astrid: yeAh Astrid: yOuRe a GooD 💃 Lola: YOU TOO ❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜 🖤 🤍 🤎 Lola: I KNOW A BAR THAT WOULD LET WINNIE IN Astrid: yOU dO????????? Lola: i KNow tHe OWneR Lola: heS SO coOL Lola: and he has his own dog Finola who sings with him Astrid: I diDNT knOw dOGs coULd sING Astrid: WiNNie coULd hAVE a SeCRET talENt Lola: they do somewhere over the 🌈 it's very good Astrid: wheN cAN we Go? Lola: 😄 When are you free? this weekend? Astrid: FriDAY Lola: 👏 let's DO IT Astrid: 🕐 🕑 🕒 🕓 🕔 🕕 🕖 🕗 🕘 🕙 🕚 🕛 🕜 🕝 🕞 🕟 🕠 🕡 🕢 🕣 🕤 🕥 🕦 🕧 Astrid: ? Lola: 🤔 8? Astrid: To bE @ yOUr hOUse oR ThEre? Lola: we could get 🍓s first and eat them in the park Astrid: 😀 😃 😄 😁 Lola: 🙌 IT'LL BE FUN Astrid: WeRe bOTh eXciTed Astrid: 😆 Lola: 💃💃💃 Lola: have to plan my outfit Astrid: I liKeD uR ouTfit yOu werE weaRing Lola: you're so 🍧 🍨 🍦 🥧 🧁 🍰 🎂 🍮 🍭 🍬 🍫 🍿 🍩 🍪 thank you 😚 Lola: you looked amazing Astrid: I nEEd to dyE mY haiR a new ColOur Lola: have you done every colour??? Astrid: ⛔❌ 🖤 🤎 Lola: boring in comparison to the rest of the 🌈 Astrid: & hARd to GEt Out ❤️ & 💜 sTAY TooOO bUT thEY caN bE maDE inTo a PaTTeRN sO its Not 😢 oR 😠 Lola: 🦜 Astrid: BiRdS aRE weiRD Astrid: mY AunTy haS 🐓 & I ONLy liKE thEm WhEn TheYrE 🐤 🐣 🐥 Lola: DOES SHE HAVE ANY BABIES RIGHT NOW Astrid: yEaH Astrid: thEyre sOFt Lola: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 that's so cuteee Astrid: doNt be sad shE wonT eaT thEM Lola: but i don't have any🐤 🐣 🐥 Astrid: IlL aSk heR iF you CAn Lola: our apartment is tiny Lola: wouldn't be fair for the poor chickie Astrid: YoU cOuLd VisIt THem Lola: I'll have to buy some 🌽 too Astrid: TheYll be YouR FRIEnds ToooOOOOo Astrid: loVe ThAT Lola: new friends are always welcome Lola: especially fluffy ones Astrid: WiNNie aGReeS Astrid: & saYs dOnT foRGet sheS the FLUFFiest Astrid: she gETs JeaLOUs Lola: 🤭 Lola: of course Lola: she's a babe Astrid: evERYoNe saYs I was wHEn mY brOTHer waS a 👶 bUT i Dont remeMBEr thaT Lola: aw, you helped out? Lola: that's so cute Astrid: 👶 NeED lOAds of HeLp Astrid: haVE yOu EVer heLd onE? TheY caNt suPPOrt their Own HeaDs Astrid: itS wilD Lola: I've actually never held a baby Lola: or really met one, which is weird, I'd never thought about that Astrid: !!!!!!!! Astrid: My FamILY iS SoooOOOOO BiG Astrid: 👶👶🏻👶🏼👶🏽👶🏾 Lola: do you like it? what's good and what's bad? Astrid: YoU aRenT evER aLOne Astrid: thatS gOod OR Bad Astrid: Good & BAD Lola: I can picture that Astrid: bUT itS FUn & LOud Astrid: you LiKe hugS so Youd likE it Lola: yeah Lola: I think so Lola: abuela was from a big family Lola: but it's just us here Astrid: WhERe aRE TheY aLL? Lola: her family? Lola: mostly dead Lola: the ones she would've known, sisters, brothers Lola: their kids are probably still in Mexico but she doesn't know any of them properly Astrid: Im SoRrY Lola: you don't have to be sorry Astrid: ItS saD fOR hER Astrid: I mEAn Lola: yeah Lola: she left a lot behind Lola: but she's been happy here Astrid: & YoURE haPPy? Lola: mostly and most days Lola: not 🖤 & 🤍 Astrid: nOT 🖤 & 🤍 Lola: nothing is ever perfect, is it Astrid: mAyBe WinniE is Astrid: 😀 😃 😄 😁 😆 😅 😂 🤣 Lola: I am willing to believe that and let her have it too 💝🐶 Astrid: [a happy picture of this dog like thank you I'm buzzing] Lola: an angel Lola: or princess, I should say Astrid: [a picture of this dog with some kind of tiara moment on because of course we can] Lola: 🙇 Lola: I'll find mine when I get home Astrid: YoU hAve One? Lola: duh gurl Lola: it's a vibe Lola: 👑🌈💃😘 Astrid: iT is A Vibe Lola: you know a vibe when you 👀 one Lola: i CaN TeLL Astrid: I haVE tO gO Astrid: doNT fORget FriDAY Astrid: @ 8 Astrid: 🍓!! Lola: Oh, okay Lola: Looking forward to it ✨

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Warning:

I’m about to go on a very long and hopefully inspiring tangent for fellow artists.

Let’s go mfs

Ok. So this was my first actual dragon drawing(ive been in love with dragons for as long as I can remember). This was in fourth grade. Of course it’s not that great, but, I was in fourth grade so who tf cares.

Jump ahead about three years, and we arrive at “I have no idea what finishing a sketch is” station. I legit don’t have a single finished sketch from seventh grade.

I DID however end up trying to draw an eye. I’ll show you in a bit about my progress with that.

Now eighth grade. More details! And a finished sketch! But we’ve moved into the “fuck anatomy” stage.

I started studying anatomy on my own and...

This appeared in the beginning of ninth grade. The only pose I could draw. I had completely thrown out details for anatomy. But hey! I got anatomy!

Then I was able to start changing up poses(still ninth grade) and adding details and folded wings.

Omg an open mouth!

But I only had a side view of the head. I never tried any different.

Then I got shading technique. This was also still ninth grade(I did a lot of artistic growth in ninth btw). Much better anatomy than the last one, right?

Then I was able to start doing scenes with perspective and reflections!

Now we move into this year. Sophomore year. Omg. Multiple subjects in a single scene!? Who is she!?

Details!? Texture!? And a neutral but positive expression!? Yes! Improvements!

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Hi did you do the henna in your header because that is the most beautiful design I have ever seen in my life omg! If you don’t mind answering, how did you start developing your henna skills and what techniques do you recommend to get better at it? Thanks 😊

Hello! Yes it is, and thank you so much❤

I've answered this question a couple of times but I think I should write a big long post about skills and how to get started (if people actually want that). I'm self-taught, so I have been developing my henna art on my own for about 4-5 years now. At the same time I find that I'm the worst person to ask about development due to the fact that henna art and other forms of traditional art have always come very naturally to me. This isn't me trying to boast btw, this is me calling myself out on the inconsistency in my henna practice over the past years since I started up this business. And I'm definitely not saying I was a pro from the beginning either. My first design I did on a friend and charged her for 5 years back looked like this:

So in terms of my way of "practicing", today I actually attended a henna course, and it was 9-5, straight up practicing and repeating basic motifs and patterns for hours on end. Given my level I kinda regret going lol but I would recommend this to beginners, I've realised that I'm just not one to enjoy practicing that way and never have been, I get bored and demotivated too easily like that (its the same with having to sketch and doodle in sketchbooks, which I'm currently training myself to do).

The way I personally developed my skill and style was simply finding inspiration from other henna artists on instagram and replicating and/or taking parts that I liked and creating full piece designs on myself and others. It's more exciting and I feel I learned more flexibility when I would challenge myself big designs or certain motifs and grid patterns I hadn't yet attempted. So basically, I jump from one style to another depending on what catches my eye, which again isn't always that realistic for people and I wouldn't recommend as a beginner, unless you like that or want to challenge yourself.

And I still do that til this day, like I want to do something different and unique on myself every time. Obviously thats not to say I've never ever practiced at all, its just when I practice its not little doodling or repetition, its go big or go home for me, and again thats not something everyone wants to or can do at the get go. I would definitely recommend taking inspiration from looking at other henna artists' works, but if you wanna start somewhere at the very beginning, like all the way to getting used to holding a henna cone and getting used to the consistency and flow, I would start with basics like draping lines and motifs (swirls, leaves, paisleys etc).

I need to sleep so I hope this covered what you asked, and if you wanna ask anything else feel free to do so!

#henna

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this is a minor point i think, but in that thing you wrote why did you put wonder woman at an 11? she's obviously really powerful, but i've always thought of both her and batman to be like 10's and superman to be an 11 in terms of abilities. love your writing btw!

Hi! Great question with one small caveat. I don’t want to take credit for other writers work and I only wrote the bottom of section of that post. Everything previous was written by a series of different writers (that I don’t know) and I jumped onto the chain. I wrote the part about Lois. The WW part was written by someone else.

THAT SAID, DC superheroes were my first fandom and the first place I ever wrote fanfic (mostly wonder woman and batman) so I do actually have an answer for this because I’ve been thinking about it and I agree with giving Supes a 10 while WW gets an 11.

In this scenario, the number represents a persons power which I’d argue goes beyond raw ability. However, you asked about ability so let’s stick with that (it’s also way simpler so thank you!). Also I love both these characters (and bats) with all my heart.

Let’s start by acknowledging that the depth of a hero’s power changes depending on the world/writer/media (comics vs DCEU vs DC animated etc). I’m also not going to count things like when they were gods or had their canon powers changed etc.

In terms of raw strength, I’d agree that Superman is stronger than Wonder Woman. Like, if they’re arm wrestling, Supes wins. That’s canon. The bulk of their powers are similar (flight, speed, senses, enhanced invulnerability) In all these cases, Supes is technically a little better than WW. He also has laser vision/xray/freeze breath which WW does not. That said, while they can be useful they’re not anything super OP. Also, little known fact, WW has super breath. What does WW have that Supes doesn’t? Omnilingual and animal empathy. Sometimes she also has inherent liar detector/truth abilities without her lasso.

But I don’t actually think this is a matter of arguing whose powers are better. I think WW is stronger than Supes for 2 key reasons.

1. WW has massive combat training and actual fighting skills, Superman does not. Wonder Woman is an Amazon Warrior with centuries of combat training. This girl knows how to fight. Take away her powers and she’s still capable of being the world’s best spy. I say that because it’s canon. In the 1970s WW lost her powers, donned a white jumpsuit, and kicked absolute butt. She has technique and finesse and strategy. Superman, for all I love him, is often written to use his powers as a crutch. Hempunches harder than anyone. He has no technique and all his training is about control, not winning. He’s not worried about winning. He’s superman. If he hits you, you go down. He’s just trying not to kill you. Whenever Superman canonly loses his powers, he mostly goes all existential crisis and wonders about his purpose. He can’t fight. He doesn’t know how. I love them both but Superman is a blunt instrument while WW is a finely honed weapon. Both have awesome powers. I’d go with the training any day.

2. Weaknesses. This isn’t counting things that hurt him like nukes and electricity (which will also hurt WW). I’m talking things that incapacitate Superman. You probably know Superman is weak to Kryptonite. Guess what, that’s not all! He’s also super weak to magic. MAGIC. While Kryptonite might be rare, there are a ton of DC heroes/villains who use magic to the point where there are entire comic series based only on them (zatanna, constatine etc). He’s also has no defenses against mind control/telepathy. Also lead! And red sun rays! Wonder Woman is fine with literally all this stuff. Drop her on a red sun planet and she’ll still have powers. Shove a green rock in her face? Fine. Magic. She’s literally made of magic in some versions. Lead? Does nothing. Old school Wonder Woman was only vulnerable to having her bracelets shattered. Modern Wonder Woman doesn’t even have that. Modern Wonder Woman can be hurt but there’s no easy way to incapacitate her. You’re going to have to fight to kill her. Not pull a rock out of your belt.

Batman says as much himself in that infamous canon panel.

I could also talk about things like access to resources (Although i feel that’s way more balanced) and the advantages of being a Princess vs the Last Kryptonian. Or the differences between being a reporter and being a diplomat. But this is long and they don’t matter as much.

Does Superman usually win when they fight? Yes. Do I think that’s because no-one’s ever let Wonder Woman use his weaknesses against him. Also Yes. They always have it be a raw fist fight. WW doesn’t get to show up with a fistful of Kryptonite and it’s hard to beat the inability to die. Like, there are plenty of times when she puts him down but doesn’t flat out kill him (because she’s WW) so Supes comes back and pins her and then they call it his victory. Like. Really?

Prime example is when Superman is mindcontrolled by Max Lord. She fights Supes, beats him, and he’s down with his throat bleeding out. She could kill him. She could win. Instead she turns on Max Lord because WW is not about to kill the mind controlled Superman.

Are there a hundred exceptions to all of this? Of course! These are comics! There are a hundred different writers on these characters each with their own version. Sometimes Supes does have marital arts training. Sometimes WW is weaker. It’s really all in which version of these heroes is the one in your head. You can write them however you want.

But if I was a bad guy, planning to take down a DC hero, I’d pick Superman to fight over WW every time. Personal preference.

#Anonymous #askaria #long post

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odilestory · 7 years

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Easy As Loving You // Older Damian x Reader

Damian and you are both like 20 in this btw

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Dami : I’ll come pick you up

You : Ok :) I’ll probably be done around 5:30. I’ll text you if it’s any later

Dami : see you then

I opened the door to the studio smiling at my recent texts. It was currently 8:30, I had thirty minutes until my morning class. I am a soloist for the Gotham City Ballet (GCB), which meant early morning, late nights, and even later performances. I joined the coryphee straight out of high school at 17, was promoted to first artist at 18, and soloist at 19. At this rate I was to be a principal at any moment, but I never put my expectations too high. I didn’t want to disappoint myself. I said hello to the attendant at the desk and wen to check my schedule.

(L/N):

9 am class 10:30 am - 1:30 pm Odette rehearsal 1:30 pm - 2 pm Costume fitting 2 pm - 5 pm Odile Rehearsal

Not a particularly difficult day, but it would be a tiring one. I had been chosen to play Odette/Odile in Swan Lake, it would be my debut principal role. Of course, once I told Damian, he insisted he bring the whole family to watch. I took the elevator to the floor with the dressing room, did my hair in a middle/high bun, and put on a lilac-blue sleeveless highneck leotard with white hems and a white zipper down the front, along with pink stirrup tights on top of it. On top of that, I wore a sheer black tight top (basically footless tights you make into a shirt by cutting a hole in the crotch), gray leg warmers, “garbage bag” ripstop warmup pants, and a black fleece zip up jacket with the Wayne Enterprises logo embroidered on the left chest. I talked to friends and co-workers before heading to the studio where class was to be held.

We started with bar and ended with jumps, as always, and I took a snack break before heading to the larger studio for Odette rehearsal. Today I was learning her entrance, solo, and pas de deux. I walked in to see Aran, my partner, already warming up and practicing. He greeted me with a nice hello and as soon as the director arrived, we got to work.

The rest of the day went as planned and after a difficult Odile rehearsal, I went to the shoe room to pick up a few new pairs I would sew that night. By the time I left the shoe room, it was 5:15. Damian would be outside in 15 minutes, just enough time for me to get changed. I left my hair up but changed back into light wash cuffed jeans and a t-shirt, figuring I could shower at the manor. Damian and I had been dating for almost two years, and had talked about moving in together. He still lived at the manor with Bruce, and I lived in a small one bedroom downtown. It wasn’t big enough for two people, so we had been apartment hunting for a while. I sat in the lobby listening to my performance music and going over my choreography in my head, when I was startled by a text.

Dami. : parked across the street

I ran outside and to the car when I jumped in the passenger side.

“Hello, beloved.” He greeted me with a rare smile and kiss. “How was it?” “Odile is so much harder than I thought. Aran and I are having trouble with the adagio in the white pas. I think he just needs to figure out how to hold me correctly…” “Hold you?” He sounded concerned. Damian was protective. He accepted my career, but didn’t enjoy the thought of partnering. “Yes, love,” I giggled at his protectiveness, he tightened his grip on the wheel and started to drive. “I just wasn’t on balance during the white swan’s adagio. It was just as much my fault as it was his.” “No.” “No? Dami, what do you-“ “You did nothing wrong. You are a trained professional, one of the best in the world. He should be doing this correctly.” “Well, it’s a lot harder than you might think!” I gawked at him. “I bet I could do it.” “Really?” “Yes, beloved. I think it would be quite easy.” He smirked. He was pleased with himself. “Fine. Then I will teach it to you when we get back to your house, and then you’ll see just how easy it is.” “Challenge accepted, love.” I crossed my arms and smiled. I couldn’t believe his confidence! He let me plug in my phone to the aux and play my music. Currently I had on Odette’s death scene. The Scene Finale Andante. We were silent in the car. Only stealing glances at one another every few minutes

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We pulled up infant of the manor and silently got out of the car. Though we appeared upset at each other, we were simply stubborn. Both wanting to prove the other wrong and neither of us wanting to let guards down. He waited for me to get my things, and when I met him on the drivers side, he quietly gave me his arm to take, and carried my bag as well. Alfred answered the door as we walked up the few steps. “Master Damian, Miss (Y/N). Lovely to see you.” He acknowledged me as Damian led me through the door. “You too Alfred.” I smiled at him as he closed the door. I let go of Damian’s arm and took my bag from his hand. He looked at me, confused. “I’m still going to prove you wrong!” I hurried to the gym. As a birthday present one year, Damian had converted part of the gym area to a studio. Sprung marley floors, wall to wall mirror and all. All I heard him mumble was “Tt” as he followed behind me.

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I was now changed back into a leotard and tights, toes taped and pointe shoes on. That shower was gonna have to wait. Damian was in a t-shirt and compression pants; the closest he found to tights. “I’ll ignore your lack of technique for now and we’ll focus on the partnering.” Damian actually had taken ballet classes before. Dick had convinced him it was good for him. And even though he refused to admit it, Damian enjoyed it. “Here’s a video of the black swan pas de deux from act three.” He walked over to my laptop and studied the video, eyebrows furrowed. I told him we would only do the entree, and not the adage, and he seemed accepting of it. “Looks simple enough.” I scoffed at his comment and led him to the floor. “So, we start with saute, precipite, sou soux, and I go to tendue and you to tendue arabesque back,” I demonstrated his movements and he followed with about as much grace as you’d expect. “Now, meet me at the corner and we start the first partnering section.” He nodded in silence. I appreciated how much he was concentrating on this, even though I knew he was only doing it to prove a point. “Now, don’t put your hand on my waist until I do my attitude. After I do it, I will pass through first for you to lift me. As I pass through, prepare to lift me. Your hands should be right under my ribs, thumbs pushing under my shoulder blades.” I placed his hands where they should be when he lifts me. He cleared his throat nervously. Cute. “Shall we try?” He asked, trying his best to seem unfazed, but I could hear his voice falter. “If you’re ready so am I…” I walked over to my laptop, just playing the music from there.

I had my eyes locked on him the whole time. Fully embracing Odile’s seductive character. And just as Odile had an affect on Seigfried, I had an affect on Damian. He kept glancing away from me, but I tried to hold his gaze. The entrance was successful, here were the lifts. First, was uneasy but in the end complete. Second went better than the first but the landing was rough. I had only taught him that much, he didn’t expect me to continue, but as he stood, proud of himself for completing the dance, I danced around him, seductively in character. Giving him side glances and subtle winks, until I stood infront of him in B plus, and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Now, was that so easy?” I smiled and leaned close to his face. He simply cleared his throat, looked away, looked back, and said: “About as easy as loving you.”

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SUPER SHITTY SORRY BUT IVE BEEN BUSY

#damian wayne #Damian Wayne x reader #older Damian wayne #batfam x reader #batman fanfiction #ballet dancer reader

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straane · 7 years

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yuna & flaws.

this is a subject I briefly kinda hinted at in my tuna post & found myself wanting to properly tackle. I've occasionally seen criticism of Yuna's character dismissing her as "the perfect woman" with no manifest flaws or the sorta faux "acing that job interview" type of flaws such as working too hard, being too selfless, being too kind etc. that are basically strengths masquerading as weaknesses and only really add to her inhuman excellence. and literally there's this one NPC chillin at the Moonflow that gives this highly refined character analysis: "Yuna embodies perfection". well, let's break this thing down, shall we?

and before I start, let it be known that I personally genuinely adore flawed characters, doesn't matter what type of flaws; it's something that to me, recommends a character and gets me invested in their story & struggles so yeah basically the bigger the human disaster and the more varied their range of f**kup the greater my fondness of them – and at the same time I'm a big fan of virtuous, noble-minded, goody-good sorta heroes so it's not really an anti-hero/anti-villain thing either. LOVE the latter lot as well but it's not like they own flaws if you know what I mean

someone'll ask me why i like x and i'm like off the top of my head they're just so dumb and completely obnoxious and mediocre at everything i love it

so what I'm saying is me talking yuna & flaws is actually a great compliment to her & an expression of my abundant love & adoration

so let's address her

1. workaholic tendencies/excessive selflessness/excessive kindness. so are these real defects or sneaky supplemental strengths or the sly ploys of employee hopefuls? well I might as well fully embrace that metaphor and assert that throughout the pilgrimage, Yuna is actually doing a sort of prolonged large-scale job interview. I mean, she already got the job – business card says 'fully-fledged summoner' – yay – but what she's really shooting for is 'Spira's ray of light', an all-around national hero figure and constant 24/7 source of inspiration, comfort & consolation (not to mention hands-on aid) symbol of hope & salvation etc etc. AND eventual concrete salvation lol. basically, yes, she is aiming for an inhuman standard. there's a lot of internal & external pressure on her, she's constantly hyper-aware of her very demanding role as a summoner and to some extent putting on a performance – not really putting on an act (because damn right this girl is all kinds of compassionate and altruistic and noble and loving) but suppressing her individual rather more free-spirited & fun nature (that we see flashes of in FFX and an entire character arc built around in FFX-2)

perhaps you've met someone like this – some of them get quite good at keeping up the facade of perfection and self-sufficiency. Yuna at least is smart enough to show some transparency every now and then (like when she urges Shelinda not to put herself down, noting she's a beginner too). if she didn't, I don't think we'd like her as much. BUT even when she does, you can tell she's still quite conscious and cautious of her word choices and appearance and behavior and I actually think Hedy Burress's slow and pensive delivery is perfect here and beautifully underlines this aspect of her character.

2. excessive self-reliance/overconfidence/internal arrogance. her own words, "oh no, I was... overconfident." (btw, I really love it when characters show self-awareness of their faults, subverts a lot of ‘cool’ character tropes) so basically, tho Yuna would have us believe otherwise – I think the whole summoner thing has gotten to her head a tad. not externally – she looks, sounds, feels, smells and tastes all kinds of humble and modest, especially next to the likes of Dona – but is it all just a part of her 'daughter of Braska and future savior and relentless champion of goodness and hope' veneer? consider her actions, and you'll see she often overestimates her own abilities. yuna: "stand back! I'll summon!" seymour: "gurl pls" she outright refuses to share absolutely world-shatteringly important and critical information about Seymour with her guardians; instead lies to their faces, and comes up with a thoughtless plan to confront him herself (and then do what? ‘stop’ him? she fails to send him several times even in the presence of her guardians and when she goes to face him at Macalania Temple he ain't even dead yet lol) and basically starts a domino chain of events that eventually puts them all in extreme danger. now, one might wonder, a) does she truly think so little of her guardians – people mostly older and more experienced than her; whose literal full-time job it is to keep her safe from any and all danger – and their ability to handle unexpected twists and turns (AURON??? LULU??? come ON Yunie) that she would not trust them with this info and thought they'd only get in the way and genuinely thinks her oh-so-thorough-A+++ plans superior to anything they might have to contribute? unlikely. even Auron makes this observation. b) was she only graciously trying to protect said literal professional protectors? that's her own (initial) interpretation of the events, I'm sure. c) is there maybe an element of arrogance/pursuit of heroism/overestimation of own capability involved? glory-seeking might be a bit of a stretch, but seeing as in Spira in general there's this collective image of summoners as heroes and saviors and near superhuman beings... is she starting to, maybe just a little, believe the hype? I'm sorry but it makes me laugh everytime when I think of Yuna telling herself that 'sure i'll just go have a little chat with alleged murderer and maybe marry him if I have to, what could go wrong?? sure I have access to these six trusted friends and capable guardians all ready to jump off a cliff if I asked but this is really no biggie' it’s like that part in Frozen where Kristoff roasts Anna like “that’s your plan? talking to your sister??” except it’s much worse

(also my headcanon is that if that nosy temple attendant hadn't unearthed Jyscal’s sphere, Tidus would've, lol dude knows no shame or boundaries.)

3. insecurity/craving positive feedback. ok, I'm cheating, these aren't flaws, and we all experience them. but I do think they are oft-overlooked aspects of her character and I also want to bring them up to emphasize that they can and very often do co-exist with overconfidence/extreme self-reliance (pushing us to prove ourselves etc.) 30 seconds into her first ever interaction with Tidus, she has an extremely strong positive response to his throwaway markedly non-expert compliment on her first aeon, and she immediately proceeds to ask this, again, completely clueless outsider whether he thinks she can become High Summoner (lmao that part just kills me he just nods like he just learned the word earlier that day and she's like -deep breath- 'this means so much to me') idk, that scene just always gave me the vibe that she kinda really needed to hear those words and I won't go as far as to say she craves attention/adoration cuz again, clearly she has very altruistic motives behind her chosen profession but that bit is not the only time she shows a sense of insecurity/desire for validation/acknowledgement. her first words after her first sending, to the first person she sees? "hope I did okay"(altho she's not making it all about her given that she is crying too and thus actually breaking her summoner 'pillar of strength' code)

her insecurity also leads to her mimicking others at times, like in the Eternal Calm prologue you get the sense that she feels that the “same as always” Yuna isn’t good enough (Rikku does sorta take the wrong tone there) and this results in her imitating her cousin with all that “oh poopie” silliness and at times kinda trying too hard to act more edgy/assertive (at least that’s my interpretation of her X-2 characterization ALTHO it also leads to very positive and much-needed character development)

4. limited empathy/wanting things her way/and yes, sometimes making it all about her, there i said it. so yeah, if we take empathetic to mean nice and friendly, then yes, Yuna is obviously empathetic. but if we go with the actual definition as in "empathy = the ability to put yourself in another person's position / understand their feelings/experiences" I think she wayyyy struggles. heck, I think Lulu is the more empathetic of the two. let me explain. take any time Yuna & Tidus talk about Jecht. they more or less immediately come to the conclusion that they are in fact referring to the same person (at least she certainly does), yet Yuna never quite appreciates Tidus's perception of/history with Jecht, his own father. she is quick to protest his bashing with her own memory of a "kind and gentle man" (which is no less true/valid) and doesn't really seem to know how to handle the subject in conversation when his experiences so wildly clash with her own. even when she accurately perceives that he's hurting in Luca, she doesn't even try to inquire what's wrong or ask if there's anything she can do, but instead immediately relates his (unspecified and in actuality very specific and severe sort of) pain to her own experiences as a summoner and starts pushing onto him her own somewhat unhealthy if surprisingly fun coping techniques (thank you Yuna, for single-handedly bringing about the Greatest Scene ™ in FF history which I unironically adore). when she pep talks Shelinda (a great display of her kindness and thoughtfulness, as well as inability to understand other people's differing experiences and their nuances), again, she never asks her to elaborate on her situation but instead draws parallels to her own situation as a fledgling summoner. ('people are counting on me. oh and i'm sure they're counting on you too') neither does she ever ask Tidus what he wants to do in Spira, she asks him to be her guardian. even after her wish is granted (to be fair, it's what he found himself wanting as well) she checks with him whether he'll follow her all the way to Zanarkand, and when Tidus gives a very melancholy reply pointing out his own somewhat depressing reasons for the journey ('yea gotta see if my hometown's still there, it's probably not tho'), she makes this happy little noise. like... that's her takeaway. she clearly has a vision of how she wants things to play out and expects people to accommodate, whether she wants them there or not. ('I want him nearby' vs. 'I have to do this crazy stupid thing and I have to do it alone') contrast this with Lulu, who quite unlike Yuna, doesn't immediately become enamored with Tidus and his Zanarkand and his relation to a person she cherishes; but nevertheless starts helping him out immediately by educating him on Spiran customs/history (if that's not empathy/placing self in another person's position, idk what is)

5. naivete/hesitation to question established truths I think I addressed this one in my MBTI post and my eyes are getting tired. she also eventually manages to completely flip this one around and make it into one of her strengths without losing a sense of idealism and optimism, what a heroine

so anyway

-exits minefield-

-immediately returns- basically feel free to disagree and/or point out any factual errors/aspects of her character that I missed, whether positive or negative. basically this is my personal interpretation of the character and as I said, pretty much my love letter to her

OR you could add to these (join the Yuna roast we have cookies bwahahaa)

#ffx #ffx-2 #yuna #tidus #tidus x yuna #since heavily featured an kinda in a different light #i'm so sorry REALLY i love them #and their ridiculously healthy relationship #ffx meta #ffx-2 meta #meta #meta meta meta #gutsiest post i've made so far?#nahhh idk if thats the word

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drewxmay · 8 years

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Contestshipping Masterpost - Part 8 - WHO WHAT WHEN WHERE WYNUAT???

and now… the best contestshipping episode of them all!!! yell it loud and clear (even though your parents will think you are weird)

WHO WHAT WHEN WHERE WYNAUT!!!

Link to episode can be found here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbLuBt3YaKQ

whenever I say Why not I say it like a wynuat. This is the best episode.

Episode starts off with Ash yelling at a river. Wonderful.

0:06 Oh Pikachu too?

0:20 Best of luck to you on your contest May!

0:27 Hi Drew :D

0:37 hmm. Interested I see?

Masqurain Uses waves to complete his technique

1:27 Drew won 5 a while back! Remember when he had 3?

1:37 Well May will win the contest you two will battle for the 4th time!

1:42 Fancy words will only give May more determination to win… Drew knows this.

1:57 Okay so we have Mr.Perfect, Mr.Know-it-all, and Mr.Rose. Wonderful.

I REMEMBER THIS THEME SONG! I REMEMBER EARLY 2016! MUST SING! gha

3:08 Ash saying the titles sometimes makes me laugh. “MAY WE HARLEY DREW’D YA!” Imagine him saying that. ya.

3:11 Narrator, she is working hard at her skill because Drew convinced her too in his own way. ADVANCED SHIPPERS HE WAS NOT BEING MEAN AND THAT IS WHY SHE IS TRYING, SHE IS TRYING BECUASE DREW TOLD HER TO AND MADE HER WANT TO IN HIS OWN WAY.

3:23 Masquain flap your wings not your legs

3:26 Flirting!

3:35 Drew is teaching May some tactics :3

Also, May has really improved! Character development and attack skills, and based off these episodes it was mainly because of Drew!

3:51 … that was not somersault. Translations…

3:57 MAGICARP. this is just the best team rocket entrance. Ever. Just imagine a big magicarp jumped into the beach and said “MAGICARP" I laughed at this the first time I saw it~

4:06 :pulls up image of face swap:

4:19 Welp, it was a good run pikachu. Goodbye :)

4:21 NO NOT BEAUTIFLY AND MASQUAIN!!! ANYTHING BUT THEM!

4:22 :TAKES SCREENSHOT: Omg they are so scared for their pokemon

4:24 SO YOU HAD TO TAKE MASQURAIN, AND BEAUTIFLY BUT NOW YOU ARE TAKING MAY AND DREW????

4:30 WELL THEN FIX IT JESSIE!!!

4:36 I love this pic… so much…

4:42 silly max! You pressed the hypo turbo engine switch! You should’ve known :P

4:56 they are now standing next to each other even though last time they were almost across the room, they walked next to each other and called their pokemon at the same time. This is what writers do when they foreshadow.

5:00 I dunno :Looks up I am going to on google: I am going to die. Jessie you are going to die!

5:15 and then you hear wabbafet

Hi team Rocket!

5:25 Imma look that on google… You are at my house.

5:29 No you are in my house

5:35 Thank you Wabaf- I mean James

5:40 but James was trying to cheer you up by being Wabbafet :P

5:49 Thank you Wabaf- I mean Meowth

5:54 Don’t worry, they’re having fun Max.

6:08 People might say that Drew is being mean here and that Drew doesn’t like May but this has a second meaning and May didn’t get it (just like how she never noticed him flirting)

6:19 :Screenshots:

I cursed myself with faceswap

6:25 So ye ol’ pirate likes eh story o’ contest shipp'n?

6:30 :Looks up mirage: mi·rage m?'räZH/ noun noun: mirage; plural noun: mirages

an optical illusion caused by atmospheric conditions, especially the appearance of a sheet of water in a desert or on a hot road caused by the refraction of light from the sky by heated air.

okay I get it now! The wynuat!!!

6:42 Leechy berry?

6:50 Teaching May about Leechy berries in his own way.

6:58 I find it amazing that May says she knows everything about them, proceeds to pronounce it wrong, and then Drew point that out. I didn’t expect him to.

7:03 :Takes screenshot

7:05 great! I BET THAT IT IS WYNUAT

7:19 ShuuHaru

I told you I love this episode AND WE AREN’T EVEN HALFWAY DONE MWA HA HA AH AHA HA

7:36 Swellow did you find contestshipping

7:43 Don’t worry Max!

7:52 wynuat? Also while listening to this I heard Max say "Ya! They might’ve decided to-” finish this sentence please :3

8:21 Mudkip: points with fin

8:23 “You don’t get out much do you…” "Well you just don’t know how to have fun!“ -Contestshipping

8:33 you know what I want this man to be a chaperone at a school field trip.

8:48 in the time you were gone, James, Jessie and Meowth turned into wabaffets! :D

9:00 WYNUAT WYNUAT REGRET IT? WHY SHOULD I REGRET IT?

9:03 No james. did you hear it say Wabafett? No. It said wynuat.

9:08 at least Meowth knows!

9:12 let me tell ya’ lads ye ol’ story of how I got ‘ere

9:58 People say Drew never gets exited.

10:08 DON’T DIE GUYS YOU ARE MY LIFE

10:20 HOLDING HANDS OMG LIFE SAVER SHIPPING BULBAPEDIA!!!

One scene includes a closeup of May and Drew holding hands while falling down a cliff and into a river.

… I’m disappointed in you Bulbapedia

10:27 YOU CAN MAKE IT!!!

10:34 NOT THE WATERFALL FROM ALL OF THE MOVIES!!!

10:45 NOT DREW!!! (MAY GOT DREW SHE WANTS TO HELP HIM D:)

10:49 Bulbapedia: Then May sees that Drew has been knocked out from the impact of the waterfall, she becomes extremely concerned and tries to keep Drew’s head above the water while telling him not to worry because she’s got him.

You missed something, when somebody passes out they stop holding their own weight, meaning that Drew is actually way heavier than if he were conscious, let’s see an average 10-year-old boy weighs about 90 pounds… May is carrying an almost 100 pound weight, above water, while also trying to keep herself over water

THE THINGS ADRENALIN CAN DO MAN.

10:58 WYNUAT!!! HELP!!!

11:03 the mirage island.

11:15 SAVE THE CHILDREN

11:24 Hopefully safe with the wynuat!

11:34 AHOY MATES I 'AVE FOUN’ 'UR FRIEN’!

11:46 You did as much as you could…

11:54: "Drew… are you okay? Say something please!” May said in a destressed tone of voice

12:02 omg I ship it so much Bulbapedia? how about you?

After being pulled out of the river by the Wynaut, May is seen begging a still unconscious Drew to say something. When he finally wakes up, she is visibly relieved.

12:06 No May… you don’t have to be so modest. If it weren’t for you he would be dead. he would have drowned.

May is too modest.

12:10 Well the wynuat… OMG I WANT ONE NOW! I WANT TO TRAVEL WITH ALL OF THEM! THE WYNUAT REPRESENT CONTESTSHIPPERS!

12:22 Wynuat is a light pokemon, so is there body an illusion? I saw somewhere a theory that their tails are the pokemon and their blue body is a shield… so the blue part is an illusion?

“They travel in herds and at night sleep together in groups”

all of the contestshippers are wynuats. We stick together.

12:30 Drew is happy :D

12:33 omg the wynuat are so nice!!! “Are these for us?” “Wynuat!” Omgggg I love them so much

12:39 I love Drew in this pic I dunno why

12:42 Your ship is strong.

12:48 yes. GodI just wanna hug May and Drew. So. Flippin. Much.

12:54 aww poor team rocket

13:02 Why hello there

13:07 num num num num

13:12 Wanub nub nub nub nub nub nub nub

13:16 oh well hi there

13:19 nub nub nub nub nub nub nub

13:27 There right there

13:31 spin spin spin spin spin spin spin spin

13:34 ye’ ol’ lad ta'tst'a 'tory if I ever said i’

13:58 Imma not mention how his last statement was incorrect because this episode is so great.

14:04 You studied their shoes max?

14:08 actually Drew was unconscious so he didn’t walk, and the wynuats were in the trees and picked up May and Drew. You are wrong guys.

14:16 WYNUAT HAVING A JUNE 10TH PARTY???

14:23 wynuat join us?

14:30 Let’s join the contestshipping celebration!

14:39 wynuat join us too Drew X3

14:47 Bulbapedia? Do you wanna say something?

During the Wynauts’ “party” shortly after, Drew is seen watching May intently.

Watching her intently ya say? He must be happy that she is having fun :D (btw he likes her)

14:53 After a long journey… we have finally found the thing we have been looking for: food. it has been many mins we have walked around this forest, searching and searching while following our mentorour, Wabaffet, but finally…

nvm I’ll stop.

14:58 James is great, so is jessie. Now have sour tastes :3

My shoulders heart from typing so I won’t tag as much… :’(

15:29 Drew is still watching her have fun :3

15:33 wtf is that! D:

15:37 oh no!!!

15:40 Jessie you love romantic stories give them the berries

15:46 Dew: Oh no! The person who I helped grow as a trainer and saved my life is about to be taken away D:

15:47 unless y'know. You sell her as a slave.

15:55 The wynuat our us, the contestshippers, remember that. Also I love the episode and all, but I’m sick of the female being in danger, wynuat it be the male for once???

16:03 you wait for the wynuat of course :3

16:07 great job guys!!! Keep it up and we will help in the advencement of contestshipping!

16:14 DO YOU TRUST ME?

16:27 you said sift her out at the end… why is she on a rope and you are still vacuming?

16:40 Shiiipppiiiinnnnnggggg

16:50 Aye re'ember 'is cave 'iketha back o’ me ol’ 'and

17:13 remember kids, an Arbock turns into a Saviper!

17:23 Death by leaves

17:29 protect our ship!

17:50 ya but Drew didn’t tell rosellia WHERE to shoot it, what do they talk telepathicly now?

17:57 Rip a rope with peatals. Sure I’ll try that.

17:59 LOOK AT ALL OF US WYNUAT

18:07 and then I remembered Advencedshipping and started to cry becuase even though this is the best contestsipping episode people are going to advanced ship becuase of this scene.

and then they beat team rocket :skips to after that:

19:52 Enjoy the rest of the contestshipping in this episode!

19:54 So Rodrick is actually older Pual. Cool.

20:23 And Drew got May to make pokeblock, in his own way :3

The end (that took me 4 hours to make wtf)

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I’m making a Contestshipping MasterPost but I decided to release this part of it early.

and now... the best contestshipping episode of them all!!! yell it loud and clear (even though your parents will think you are weird)

WHO WHAT WHEN WHERE WYNAUT!!!

Link to episode can be found here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbLuBt3YaKQ

whenever I say Why not I say it like a wynuat. This is the best episode.

Episode starts off with Ash yelling at a river. Wonderful. 0:06 Oh Pikachu too?

0:20 Best of luck to you on your contest May!

0:27 Hi Drew :D

0:37 hmm. Interested I see?

Masqurain Uses waves to complete his technique

1:27 Drew won 5 a while back! Remember when he had 3?

1:37 Well May will win the contest you two will battle for the 4th time!

1:42 Fancy words will only give May more determination to win... Drew knows this.

1:57 Okay so we have Mr.Perfect, Mr.Know-it-all, and Mr.Rose. Wonderful.

I REMEMBER THIS THEME SONG! I REMEMBER EARLY 2016! MUST SING! gha

3:08 Ash saying the titles sometimes makes me laugh. "MAY WE HARLEY DREW'D YA!" Imagine him saying that. ya.

3:23 Masquain flap your wings not your legs

3:26 Flirting!

3:35 Drew is teaching May some tactics :3

Also May has really improved! Character development and attack skills, and based off these episodes it was mainly because of Drew!

3:51 ... that was not somersault. Translations...

3:57 MAGICARP. this is just the best team rocket entrance. Ever. Just imagine a big magicarp jumped into the beach and said "MAGICARP"I laughed at this the first time I saw it~

4:06 :pulls up image of face swap:

4:19 Welp, it was a good run pikachu. Goodbye :)

4:21 NO NOT BEAUTIFLY AND MASQUAIN!!! NOTHING BUT THEM!

4:22 :TAKES SCREENSHOT: Omg they are so scared for their pokemon

4:24 SO YOU HAD TO TAKE MASQURAIN, AND BEAUTIFLY BUT NOW YOU ARE TAKING MAY AND DREW????

4:30 WELL THEN FIX IT JESSIE!!!

4:36 I love this pic... so much...

4:42 silly max! You pressed the hypo turbo engine switch! You should've known :P

5:00 I dunno :Looks up I am going to on google: I am going to die. Jessie you are going to die!

5:15 and then you hear wabbafet

Hi team Rocket!

5:25 Imma look that on google... You are at my house.

5:29 No you are in my house

5:35 Thank you Wabaf- I mean James

5:40 but James was trying to cheer you up by being Wabbafet :P

5:49 Thank you Wabaf- I mean Meowth

5:54 Don't worry, their having fun Max.

6:08 People might say that Drew is being mean here and that Drew doesn't like May but this has a second meaning and May didn't get it (just like how she never noticed him flirting)

6:19 :Screenshots:

6:25 So ye ol' pirate likes eh story o' contest shipp'n?

6:30 :Looks up mirage: mi·rage məˈräZH/ noun noun: mirage; plural noun: mirages

an optical illusion caused by atmospheric conditions, especially the appearance of a sheet of water in a desert or on a hot road caused by the refraction of light from the sky by heated air.

okay I get it now! The wynuat!!!

6:42 Leechy berry?

6:50 Teaching May about Leechy berries in his own way.

6:58 I find it amazing that May says she knows everything about them, proceeds to pronounce it wrong, and then Drew point that out. I didn't expect him to.

7:03 :Takes screenshot

7:05 great! I BET THAT IT IS WYNUAT

7:19 ShuuHaru

I told you I love this episode AND WE AREN'T EVEN HALFWAY DONE MWA HA HA AH AHA HA

7:36 Swellow did you find contestshipping

7:43 Don't worry Max!

7:52 wynuat? Also while listening to this I heard Max say "Ya! They might've decided to-" finish this sentence please :3

8:21 Mudkip: points with fin

8:23 "You don't get out much do you..." "Well you just don't know how to have fun!" -Contestshipping

8:33 you know what I want this man to be a chaperone at a school field trip.

8:48 in the time you were gone, James, Jessie and Meowth turned into wabaffets! :D

9:00 WYNUAT WYNUAT REGRET IT?WHY SHOULD I REGRET IT?

9:03 No james. did you hear it say Wabafett? No. It said wynuat.

9:08 at least Meowth knows!

9:12 let me tell ya' lads ye ol' story of how I got 'ere

9:58 People say Drew never gets exited.

10:08 DON'T DIE GUYS YOU ARE MY LIFE

10:20 HOLDING HANDS OMG LIFE SAVER SHIPPING BULBAPEDIA!!! One scene includes a closeup of May and Drew holding hands while falling down a cliff and into a river.

... I'm disappointed in you Bulbapedia

10:27 YOU CAN MAKE IT!!!

10:34 NOT THE WATER FALL FROM ALL OF THE MOVIES!!!

10:45 NOT DREW!!! (MAY GOT DREW SHE WANTS TO HELP HIM D:)

10:49 Bulbapedia: Then May sees that Drew has been knocked out from the impact of the waterfall, she becomes extremely concerned and tries to keep Drew's head above the water while telling him not to worry because she's got him. You missed something, when somebody passes out they stop holding their own weight, meaning that Drew is actually way heavier than if he were conscious, let's see an average 10 year old boy weighs about 90 pounds... May is carrying an almost 100 pound weight, above water, while also trying to keep herself over water

THE THINGS ADRENALIN CAN DO MAN.

10:58 WYNUAT!!! HELP!!!

11:03 the mirage island.

11:15 SAVE THE CHILDREN

11:24 Hopefully save with the wynuat!

11:34 AHOY MATES I 'AVE FOUN' 'UR FRIEN'!

11:46 You did as much as you could...

11:54: "Drew... are you okay? Say something please!" May said in a destressed tone of voice

12:02 omg I ship it so much Bulbapedia? how about you? After being pulled out of the river by the Wynaut, May is seen begging a still unconscious Drew to say something. When he finally wakes up, she is visibly relieved.

12:06 No May... you don't have to be so modest. If it weren't for you he would be dead. he would have drowned. May is too modest.

12:10 Well the wynuat... OMG I WANT ONE NOW! I WANT TO TRAVEL WITH ALL OF THEM! THE WYNUAT REPRESENT CONTESTSHIPPERS!

12:22 Wynuat is a light pokemon, so is there body an illusion? I saw somewhere a theory that their tails are the pokemon and their blue body is a shield... so the blue part is an illusion? "They travel in herds and at night sleep together in groups" all of the contestshippers are wynuats. We stick together.

12:30 Drew is happy :D

12:33 omg the wynuat are so nice!!! "Are these for us?" "Wynuat!" Omgggg I love them so much

12:39 I love Drew in this pic I dunno why

12:42 Your ship is strong.

12:48 yes. God I just wanna hug May and Drew. So. Flippin. Much.

12:54 aww poor team rocket

13:02 Why hello there

13:07 num num num num

13:12 Wanub nub nub nub nub nub nub nub

13:16 oh well hi there

13:19 nub nub nub nub nub nub nub

13:27 There right there

13:31 spin spin spin spin spin spin spin spin

13:34 ye' ol' lad ta'ts t'a 'tory if I ever said i'

13:58 Imma not mention how his last statement was incorrect because this episode is so great.

14:04 You studied their shoes max?

14:08 actually Drew was unconscious so he didn't walk, and the wynuats were in the trees and picked up May and Drew. You are wrong guys.

14:16 WYNUAT HAVING A JUNE 10TH PARTY???

14:23 wynuat join us?

14:30 Let's join the contestshipping celebration!

14:39 wynuat join us too Drew X3

14:47 Bulbapedia? Do you wanna say something? During the Wynauts' "party" shortly after, Drew is seen watching May intently.

Watching her intently ya say? He must be happy that she is having fun :D (btw he likes her)

14:53 After a long journey... we have finally found the thing we have been looking for: food. it has been many mins we have walks around this forest, searching and searching while following our mentorour, Wabaffet, but finally... nvm I'll stop.

14:58 James is great, so is jessie. Now have sour tastes :3

My shoulders heart from typing so I won't tag as much... :'(

15:29 Drew is still watching her have fun :3

15:33 wtf is that! D:

15:37 oh no!!!

15:40 Jessie you love romantic stories give them the berries

15:46 Dew: Oh no! The person who I helped grow as a trainer and saved my life is about to be taken away D:

15:47 unless y'know. You sell her as a slave.

15:55 The wynuat our us, the contestshippers, remember that. Also I love the episode and all, but I'm sick of the female being in danger, wynuat it be the male for once???

16:03 you wait for the wynuat of course :3

16:07 great job guys!!! Keep it up and we will help in the advencement of contestshipping!

16:14 DO YOU TRUST ME?

16:27 you said sift her out at the end... why is she on a rope and you are still vacuming?

16:40 Shiiipppiiiinnnnnggggg

16:50 Aye re'ember 'is cave 'ike tha back o' me ol' 'and

17:13 remember kids, an Arbock turns into a Saviper!

17:23 Death by leaves

17:29 protect our ship!

17:50 ya but Drew didn't tell rosellia WHERE to shoot it, what do they talk telepathicly now?

17:57 Rip a rope with peatals. Sure I'll try that.

17:59 LOOK AT ALL OF US WYNUAT

18:07 and then I remembered Advencedshipping and started to cry becuase even though this is the best contestsipping episode people are going to advanced ship becuase of this scene.

and then they beat team rocket :skips to after that:

19:52 Enjoy the rest of the contestshipping in this episode!

19:54 So Rodrick is actually older Pual. Cool.

20:23 And Drew got May to make pokeblock, in his own way :3

The end (that took me 4 hours to make wtf)

I prmise that once I am done editing the post it will have bold letters and screenshots :3

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