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leisureflame · 29 days

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"I CANT THINK"

If you write, I assure you you have thought that.

Fear no more child, for I have found a solution.

it's called Rapid writing

something we learned when I was in 9th grade drama class and I cannot emphasize enough just how effective it is. Its actually what gave me the idea for my first book.

Stop what you are doing and do what I tell you

go grab either a pencil and paper (or open an empty document)

set a timer for 2 minutes

ask a friend to give you a random sentence. I have a few examples that I myself rapid wrote to: a) I looked around and saw b) the old lady hung from the ceiling and laughed c) purple paint dripped from her long purple fingernails d) there is a hole in my ceiling. e) when I am sad I... f) When you close the door, I... g) there is a wooden door with a gold doorknob

Now the most important thing is not to think of this sentence before you start writing. as soon as you decide which one if you are choosing from my examples (or as soon as you hear it if you are getting if from a friend), start the timer.

start writing the sentence and without hesitating just keep writing. the #1 rule here is to not stop or hesitate for a single second until the 2 minutes are over. you can write nonsense if you want and if you REALLY can't continue then write some random words for a couple of seconds then continue AS LONG AS YOU ARE STILL WRITING.

another rule is that you are not allowed to delete. even if its a spelling error, just ignore it.

after the timer is done, I promise you will have something to work with. now copy the paragraph you wrote and paste it below, here you can start fixing spelling errors and adding things at your own pace because now the creative side of your brain has opened.

don't think about the way you are writing or the words you use, think about the story you are telling. the idea.

Sometimes you will get something beautiful and deep like I did here:

When I am sad I go to my blanket, not many people know about it, all they think is happening is that a child likes to cuddle in a blanket, but no. my blanket has a special thing about it, it is a magical blanket, well, not the blanket itself but the embroidery on the blanket, it simply takes my sadness away but it adds the story of my emotions to the embroidery, my blanket is a very pretty one, it is a pastel blue color and it has so much silk embroideries that you just think its patterns, but it isn't, if you look deeper you will find stories every one of those stories came from someones tears... my tears. whenever i cry, i wipe my tears with my blanket and my pain goes but my story stays.

there is a wooden door with a gold doorknob on the door there is a painting of you, and there are many locks on the door from top to bottom, when you open the door, there is a mirror. this door is the door to self discovery, from the outside there is a painting of how people think you look like but when you open the door, you get to see what you really are in detail and look at yourself they way you want to, you can smile or cry and the refection on the mirror will change but on the painting, it doesn't show ur emotions, just how people see you usually.

or you can get something so stupid like i did here:

there is a hole in the ceiling in my classroom. everyday a dinosaur would a pear and eat my lunch and i keep coming home hungry but my mom dsays she packed me enough food. so she didn't feed me. i told her a dinasour was eating my lunch but she said that disasours only live in Norway! so i went into the school vents looking for that idino and revenge my food, we met at last, held our weapons, i was holding a subway sandwich and the dino was holding a bana na MY BANANA i lost it, so i attacked him one hit on the head and the whole species were extinct , people thousand of years from now said dinos got extinct because of a meteorite but i know better, also i am still alive because whoever kills a dino becomes immortal, also i killed my mom for not believing me and let her starve in her grave just like she let made me starve. and then i killed everyone who was a flat earther because i hate them and now i can kill anyone once i tap them with my super subway sandwich

(by the way, ignore the horrible spelling, the examples i gave were from the unedited version.)

THE POINT IS ITS ACTUALLY SO HELPFUL. you can use it for a new story idea (i used the blanket one as an element in one of my WIPs and it helped the story a lot) or if you get something stupid like the dino one I wrote THATS GOOD THATS FINE because now you have your creativity going.

I challenge you to actually try this and PLEASE share it with me I LOVE reading other peoples rapid writings. have fun <3

tagging @cosmosandcapybaras24 @ajsbookshelf @gloryofdawn, @chaoticharmony93 @deception-united and anyone else who's interested to try this out and share with me!

#writing #creative writing #writing tips #creativity #writers block #creative block #writer stuff #writeblr

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faybellesbeauty · 2 months

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The most. random Kitty headcanons I came up with in science (while actively burning a liquid that could’ve killed me):

• Mommy issues.

• Has kind of always known she’s not straight? I mean, she grew up in wonderland so everyone was a bit ”weird”. You can’t blame her for not wanting that prince-and-princess-fairytale crap everyone else was talking about

• Has earbuds on 25/8. Literally ALL THE TIME. Has been complained about by everyone she’s ever been anywhere with (including The Wonderlandians™️ god do they complain about it)

• She listens to any genre from heavy metal to k-pop as long as she likes the song

• Somehow always has everything anyone could ever need; Hungry? A goddamn five course meal. Headache? (Probably illegal) painkillers that work like they were sent from heaven

• Joint hypermobility. She can just do cool tricks (thumb to wrist, bagel legs, prayer hands behind back etc. etc.) but never had issues otherwise

• If she was in the human world she would absolutely watch shows like Criminal Minds, B99, Blue Bloods and whatever cop / agent dramas there are

• Super flirty but in a not obvious way?? Or everyone else is just extra dense, depends.

• Her gaydar is insane. She could walk past someone without even glancing at them and go ”oh she’s bi for sure”

• She absolutely adores all animals but nobody knows because it goes against everything they know about her. And the fact that she’s quite literally a cat(-hybrid??)

• Can’t cook AT ALL. Will not elaborate. Maddie has enough stories about that.

• Sometimes annoys Cerise for fun because of the cat-dog stereotype. She actually enjoys being chased and spending time with her though

• She’s super insecure of her smile. It just,, makes sense to me I can’t really explain why 🧍

• Actually despises Wonderland but physically can’t hate it or express the feeling

these are just a fraction of my thoughts about her!!!! i have over 200 Kitty hcs!!!!!!

also i might do a separate one for Cerise and Kitty because they’re taking over my brain (both platonically and romantically)

#ever after high #kitty cheshire

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cardboardheartss · 1 month

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Min Hee Jin vs HYBE Scandal Interview

⚠️DISCLAIMER! TAROT CARDS ARE NOT 100% ACCURATE! TAKE EVERYTHING WITH A GRAIN OF SALT! IF MY INTERPRETATIONS ARE INCORRECT FEEL FREE TO CORRECT ME!⚠️

Q : How are you feeling today? (QoW rx)

A : Well… I’m pissed off to be honest. I don’t know if I should be paranoid or continue fighting. I am aware that I’m causing a major uproar on social media but what else can I do?

Q : How do you feel about your secrets all being revealed lately? (5oC, 4oS, AoS, Devil rx)

A : I’m actually quite disappointed, I really didn’t think my secrets would ever be revealed to the public. I feel like running away and hiding because I’m too overwhelmed at the moment. I truly do feel embarrassed but I’m also glad I could finally be free from this company.

Q : Why did you partake in all of this shady work? ( 3oW rx, 10oS)

A : I was too impatient… I wanted to make quick money and prove to other companies that my ideas were actually unique and wil bring me successful but unfortunately my impatience completely backfired on me.

Q : Do you feel betrayed by “That guy?” (Horizontal 7oS)

A : Well… it’s 50/50 to be honest. I could say i feel betrayed but not really. I already knew he was a bad person overall, people in the industry know this guy and how much of a thief he is. But once again… I just wanted the money and now he tipped off that company.😒

Q : Do you think the reason why you got exposed was all rooted from misogyny? (7oP & WoF)

A : No lol! People in the company are just jealous their concepts and groups weren’t gaining attention and success so they decided to sabotage me.

Q : What are your thoughts on HYBE CEO’s at this moment? (4oP, 2oS, QoP, 3oC)

A : Well… they are just a bunch of money hungry dudes who wanted to steal my creations… I did not want to give them my concepts at all and I honestly should’ve been more wary because look now… we all have caused major disruption.

Q : Any words to the NEWJEANS members? (Hermit, Empress, 3oS rx, PoP rx)

A : Umm… firstly, i truly believe we all might have to part ways and I would like to apologize to all of you. I should’ve thought smarter and found safer ways to create all of our successes. I was supposed to be your motherly figure, who’d be there for you guys and continue creating beautiful projects together but instead I was really self centered and money hungry. I really don’t want to go but I have no choice but to, I’m aware it’s going to be a bit of a struggle having to heal from all of this. So many things are going to be changing for better and worse because this industry is just… full of crap but once again I am truly sorry to all 5 of you… I truly should’ve used this darn brain and my heart too.

Q : Any words for the other HYBE groups? (Magician rx, Hanged Man rx, 4oW, 10oC rx, PoC rx, QoS, 9oW rx, Death rx, 4oC & 10oW rx)

A : Eh… y’all cool I guess. To be honest I really have no words to any of them. I’m just quite unhappy and critical as to how your CEO’s used my ideas for your concepts. And good luck with continuing to having disharmony amongst each other and having creative blocks as a whole.

Q : What are your plans once this situation has “calmed down?” (Emperor, KoC, KoS rx, AoS rx, 5oC)

A : Umm… right now, I’m thinking of the present. I’m still trying to take in all of this drama and even possibly thinking of walking away for good.

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oneatlatime · 5 months

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The Earth King

As always, commentary off.

No. Sokka. No. Stop. This is your stupidest idea yet. I want to LEAVE Ba Sing Se.

Sokka. Listen to your sister. And your other sister.

Toph embodying my will manifested on screen.

What makes you think the Earth King is going to listen to four teens and their fluffy dog? When I put it that way, this is Scooby Doo. Scooby Doo plus Momo. Does that make Momo Scrappy Doo?

We're going back to Ba Sing Se. Great. Yay. I'm so excited.

It is rapidly becoming apparent that Sokka has lost his mind.

Surface to air rocks is funny. I'll give it to them, that's good.

This fight scene music is fantastic.

Aang took a level in badass at some point without my noticing.

I know these hats are inspired by real historical hats, and so I really shouldn't make fun, but these look like the lovechild of a toilet brush and a feather duster.

This fight is majority Toph and Katara. RIP the egos of these several hundred Earth Kingdom soldiers.

Please ensure your fluffy little butt is securely stored in the overhead bins before takeoff.

There's no way these guys are still alive. This is what was done to Jet, doubled. They dead.

The girl who doesn't even want to be here is doing all the work. Typical.

My congratulations to Toph, Katara, and Aang for demolishing an army without breaking a sweat. If only season 1 Katara could see you guys now.

I said in my previous write up that Zuko doing something good always comes back to bite him. I didn't mean it this literally. Did he have to take the jug out with him, or was that for the drama?

Good job guys!

Soka steals my job and points out the fulfillment of the Beat Up Sokka quota.

His earthiness has an interesting set of priorities.

So... is this episode just going to be talking?

He brainwashed your friend? Did you miss that he killed him too?

I said in my last write up that Long Feng was Avatar's first competent villain, but the tone he takes with the Earth King is so unsubtle that I'm thinking of rescinding that claim. Unless the King is so dumb that subtlety isn't required?

Toothprints. Sokka the idea guy coming in clutch. Too bad his brain wasn't engaged at the start of the episode.

Appa is a herbivore. Confirmed. Although he should have fangs for aesthetic reasons. Fanged Appa would be metal.

This king is a confusing mixture of endearing and infuriating.

No mere fever will prevent me from doing mundane actions in the most dramatic way possible!

Way back in the 90s there was a print ad for Chevy trucks that I remember seeing in magazines. It had a shirtless guy in jeans sitting on the bed of his truck in a field, pouring a bucket of water over himself. It was kind of at sunset and had a very late summer vibe. I had completely forgotten about it until I saw Zuko's bucket shenanigans in this scene, at which point I was abruptly -ABRUPTLY- reminded of how much time little me spent staring at that ad.

OH MY GOD. The King doesn't know about trains!!! BLASPHEMY.

Huh. So the King isn't stupid, he's just horrifically naive.

Positive attitude Sokka is kind of frightening. I do not like.

If I told this King that I had a bunch of puppies in my windowless van, he would totally fall for it. So much about the Earth Kingdom suddenly makes sense.

That one guard is having a doozy of a day.

Did the King just show a smidge of self-awareness? Wasn't expecting that.

Who is this? I have no idea who this is. I didn't realise how integral the scar was to the character's design. Give it back.

Yikes. A bunch of shmymbolism. I suck epically at decoding shmymbolism unless it's really spoon fed to me, so I'm not even going to try to understand this dream beyond 'poor guy has a really bad fever.'

Has anyone seen the Spencer Tracy movie Father of the Bride? There's a bit where he has a dream that the floor on the way to the altar does pretty much exactly this. Hungry floors must be a common dream experience.

Pretty.

If the King is really this completely ignorant of the war, who's been directing the army?

It's pretty neat that Sokka is the spokesperson of Team Avatar, and that no one disputes that.

Aang says "there's a comet coming this summer," but I heard "comic" and I know they made tie in comics for the show, so I was like "ooh a crossover episode!"

"You're already vulnerable. The Fire Nation won't stop until the Southern Water Tribe falls. You can either sit back and wait for that to happen, or take the offensive, and give yourself a fighting chance." -Sokka's dad speaking to the men of the Southern Water Tribe, while his son listens perhaps a bit too closely.

If the King really was completely in the dark about the war, how does he even know who the General is? Did Long Feng have the power to keep the General from mentioning the war?

"Your majesty I'm General How, head of the Council of Five." "What's that?" "It's in charge of your army." "Right. And what's the army up to these days?" ... " ...I planted a lovely tomato garden this year."

I love that earthbenders don't wear shoes, and that it's culturally normal. Makes an intriguing visual contrast to their fancy duds.

I have GOT to know what Mushi the teamaker's secret file says.

Toph can't read guys.

Sokka, Katara, I get it. You miss home too. But how would anyone at all from your tribe know to send a message for you to Ba Sing Se? Last time you all touched base, you were headed to the Northern Water Tribe. And those guys sent you off to Omashu, not Ba Sing Se.

Nitpick time! Katara starts reading the text of this letter out loud before she unrolls it.

Katara's voice acting while she's reading the letter is sweet. She's so excited.

Iroh. Priorities. Tea can wait.

"Huh? What's happening?" "You huffed a bit too much cave slime under Lake Laogai. Just ride it out."

This vase is lit like a main character.

"You're going through a metamorphosis my nephew." Iroh, he's a bit too old for that talk. Hang on I just realised that Zuko went through puberty on that ship. I bet that was rough.

I don't trust this. This news is all too good.

Aang referring to them all as "the family" hurts a little bit.

It is unbearably sweet to let Sokka go see their dad while Katara helps the Earth Kingdom plan, but Katara sucks at planning. Then again, the Earth Kingdom sucks in general, so maybe having a sucky planner will be a net improvement?

Either way it's good little sister content.

But there are six Kyoshi warriors. I counted in Appa's Lost Days.

Oh they didn't

Attack hug!

Airbender Zuko is a very effective jumpscare. Don't blame him for freaking out.

You know it's bad when finding the scar intact comes as a relief.

Nope. Don't trust it.

Fuck this guy.

Long Feng even eats rocks maliciously.

Fuck these guys.

Oh they did. Fuck these guys.

Final Thoughts

And just like that, it all went to shit. Or it will.

I was braced to be annoyed by how conveniently quickly the Earth King got with the program, but it actually fits well into the rest of the episode. Instead of a thing that goes improbably well, it's the one thing that goes right in episode filled with set up for everything falling apart. That bothers me less.

This episode was actually fun. At least until the end. It was mostly talking and Zuko on a bad trip. But it was win after win for everyone but my Ba Sing Se hating self, and it's always good to see your favourites having a good day. But! I have a glimmer of hope! So long as Sokka and Aang aren't completely written out until they return to Ba Sing Se, at some point I'll get some episodes outside of the city. And I have Appa back, so things aren't too bad in the grand scheme of things. I wonder that Appa wasn't upset at having all his people back for five minutes then having them split up again.

I do not like positive thinking Sokka, and I especially don't like that I have no idea where he came from. That point wasn't set up at all. I want my baby cynic back.

If letting Appa go was enough to trigger Zuko's morality crisis to the point of physical illness, why didn't letting Aang go in The Blue Spirit, or choosing to chase after Iroh rather than the Gaang in The Winter Solstice Part 1, cause a similar illness? What is different about this time?

Toph was once again the voice of reason in this episode, or rather my personal audience insert. Although it did surprise me how excited she was to see her mom. I thought that sending bounty hunters after their own daughter was kind of unforgivable, but either Toph doesn't know, or she's a more forgiving person than I am.

I realise now that this should have occurred to me when I watched Appa's Lost Days, but what idiot didn't take the Danger Ladies into custody when the Drill was stopped? btw I keep calling them the PowerPuff Girls in my head.

This episode was simultaneously a finale to a lot of threads and an introduction to a lot more. It was a chance to breathe between crossing the finish line of the 'find Appa' quest and starting the 'season finale' quest. It was also structured backwards. The big fight was like six minutes in. The 'what are we doing this episode?' was one of the last scenes. But it still works. I'll be interested to see what I think of this one when I rewatch it. It was such an info dump that I wonder if my opinion of it will be different once I watch it with all of the relevant facts known to me already. Either I'll appreciate the episode's other parts like the comedy, or I'll be bored. We'll see.

Two episodes left this season! I don't think I'll be getting to those before next year. See you all in 2024! (time needs to slow way down)

#atla #avatar: the last airbender #avatar the last airbender #the earth king

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dramadramallama · 4 months

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Love Supremacy - brain rot part 1

So I have a problem. I enjoyed the first half of Love for Love's Sake without knowing I would get absolutely bowled over by the second half. I have so much to say holy fuck, I'm all over the place.

Unfortunately for everyone, my brain has been love supremacied, and I'm unable to move on. The show has a high rewatch value. It’s full of details; big, important ones, and small, insignificant ones, but they all add a lot of weight to the story. I need to exorcise my thoughts for my own sake. I guess if I have to intellectualize it somewhat, I really liked the show cause it’s perfectly balanced in terms of structure, and its themes. Judging from the amount of notes I have made on this show on my second watch, it’s safe to say it’s got some substance. It cleverly uses a mise en abyme, “a story within a story (within a story)” to really stack all those layers, and answer an age-old, quite difficult question: “what’s crucial to a happy life?” Dialogues, scenes, characters, and motifs all echo, mirror, and circle back to one another, giving the story enough dimension to avoid banalities.

Simply put, the thesis of the show is surprisingly philosophical, with universal themes. It posits that life is neither fate nor chance, and the answers are in mundane details of life. "Happiness is hidden somewhere in each of our days."

It’s obviously about love; a double love story even. Myung-ha learns to love someone else, and himself too. It's about life, and it's about death, new beginnings, and everything in between. The show made me feel like this, and like this, and like this, and...

▶️1. Mirrors/Symmetry

2. Fate, Free Will, and Happiness

3. Game/Reality

The story structure is very symmetrical. Circular almost. I LOVE IT, I EAT IT UP LIKE A HUNGRY, GRUBBY GOBLIN. Things begin where they end, elements keep repeating themselves like a series of mirrors.

By going through the game, Myung-ha finds himself on the other side of the mirror: he is supposed to find his own happiness, and will to live.

Yeo-woon is introduced to the audience as a sad side character in someone else’s story, victim of his “fate.” He almost perfectly mirrors Myung-ha: his background is eerily similar to his. He was raised by his (recently deceased) grandma, with an absent mother and a dead-beat dad. He’s lonely, unhappy.

When Myung-ha first meets him, Yeo-woon is resolutely standing on top of a building, about to fall or jump, which directly parallels Myung-ha's own suicide. In this new iteration of life, in this “game,” he saves Yeo-woon from hurting himself, which is the start of his own salvation. Saving Yeo-woon, the poor guy who didn’t get his happy ending, is saving himself. Yeo-woon is like a version of him right before he lost control of his life, after his grandma died, and he felt abandoned by all. It’s the core of the game, and the core of the drama, but Myung-ha (and we, the audience) can’t understand it right away.

Several details, in retrospect, show that he is the driving force behind this "game", and that it’s, by lack of a better term, both a test (as in, an exercise, a learning mechanism) and a Test (as in, an exam you don't wanna fail.) Myung-ha’s main, most important mission is to “make Yeo-woon happy.” Which he happily and enthusiastically tackles. He does what we all do: he takes a liking to the character most relatable to him. Time and time again, the way he reacts when presented with someone who struggles the same way he did is very telling.

He provides comfort. The comfort he lacked in his own life. (distant sounds of my heart shattering.)

But Yeo-woon isn’t the only one mirroring elements of Myung-ha’s life. Sang-won is a careless, tough-looking student, who seems slightly directionless. He picks fights easily and has a reputation at school for being “crazy.” He also smokes and rides a motorcycle (both illegal lol). His mom having abandoned Myung-ha, it’s also relevant to note Sang-won doesn’t seem to have a very good relationship with his own mother, and craves her attention. Although, he is your typical badboy, he is overall nice, sensitive, and has good intentions.

Myung-ha himelf appears to have been quite the turbulent student, with his own “mad dog” nickname. He, just like Sang-won, knows a thing or two about school fights, also drives a bike (lmao 100% sure he didn’t wait to have a license to drive though). Although he berates Sang-won for his rebellious side, with the patronizing tone of someone who’s done it all before, he shows genuine care.

Finally, Kyung-hoon. To me, he’s like another facet of Myung-ha’s personality. An absolute sweetheart, without friends, but always ready to help, and open to be befriended. While Myung-ha seems nonchalant about speaking badly of himself, he cannot stand it from others. He makes him his friend on the spot.

Once again, he provides like-minded friends the safe space he probably would have liked as a troubled, most certainly depressed teenager. Of course, it turns out Yeo-woon hates himself the most too (and by extension, dislikes everyone else.) It's the first clue for Myung-ha to realize some self-love might be the answer.

As it will become increasingly clear, Myung-ha has no issues protecting, providing for, and loving others, but fails to realize he should do the same for himself to achieve balance, and maybe, a little bit of happiness. The journey to get there makes him care for someone else the way he should care for himself, love someone else, like he should love himself.

The last episode does a wonderful job of confirming what seemed to be threaded through the whole show, and explaining very clearly, in no uncertain terms, what it was all about.

However, the interesting aspect of this “mirror world," is that all of them, and Yeo-woon in particular, flip the script, in more ways than one. They all are a reflection of Myung-ha's life, but transcend their condition of “fictional character.” They’re not virtual. Yeo-woon is not made of something unreal, and he’s not a messed up copy of someone else. He has his own needs, desires, and quirks.

I don't think I can name them all here, but one of my favorite circular storytelling moment happens when Yeo-woon parallels Myung-ha by running to "find his fave." That moment in ep 8 counterbalances the one in ep 1.

Nothing is written in stone, and both of them set off to build their own happiness, against fate.

#love for love's sake #lfls #love supremacy zone #love for love's sake meta #the number of rambling sections i had to cut out #i'm feral :(#there's a part 2 and 3 coming too like i need help

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hybbart · 1 year

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Finally posting that windclan that's been sitting in my drafts for almost a year!

Downystar is a young new leader, not the brightest but very sociable and empathetic. The youth of windclan seem to like him in particular.

Fernsight is his deputy, an older shecat and Downystar's former mentor, who does much of the thinking. She and her sister Maplespots are considered the best fighters in windclan, Fernsight for her tactical genius. She is favoured by the elders in particular over Downystar.

Eggfang is Windclan's nervous medicine cat. Despite becoming the only medicine cat quite young his clanmates trust him greatly. He received his name for his soft touch, from a joke about him being able to carry an egg in his mouth without breaking it.

Smokestalk is the most senior warrior, a quiet old cat who is dedicated to her clan and its safety. She's also Brownstripe's sister and the mentor of her grandniece, Cinderspark.

Creekjay is a wily warrior who tends to not take things too serious and spends a lot of time joking around. This causes him to clash quite a bit with his serious apprentice, Rabbitpaw.

Talonthicket dedicated himself to being a mentor, having also been the mentor of Splashcloud, Softstep, and Runningheather. At the moment he's the mentor of Rustpaw. He's got a talent for bringing out the best in the young cats he mentors. He was considered for the position of deputy, but ultimately fernsight was chosen. Even still, she often calls on him for help when it comes to organizing the apprentices.

Maplespots is the clan's toughest warrior, a battle-hungry shecat who's never lost a one-on-one fight. She's gruff, and not very good with others, so it was quite a surprise to everyone when Downystar made her mentor to the meek Flowerpaw.

Splashcloud is Eggfang's much more excitable and eccentric brother, who frequently gets the title of clumsy due to his paws moving faster than his brain. He's the only one who can keep up with the equally energetic Birdpaw. He's still recovering from the loss of his mate, Sweptstem, but being a mentor has helped greatly.

Reedbloom is a young warrior, considered quite obnoxious and nosy. Mostly he likes to tease his siblings. The three of them together are considered the troublemakers of the clan, always finding a way to turn life on its head for everyone.

Mossfur is the second of Rosepatch and Brownstripe's kits. She's snappy and prideful, begrudgingly considered the best hunter in the clan. She is the mother of Cinderspark and ex-mate of Squashclaw, whom she had a harsh falling out with after she disappeared for several months and returned with Rabbitpaw. To this day she refuses to explain what happened and where Rabbitpaw came from.

Softstep is the third of the troublemaking siblings, and by far the least troublesome for the clan. He's quiet, and more often than not pushed around by his siblings into their antics. After he and Boulderflower became mates he seems more focused on his family, and has grown a bit more of a spine if only in regards to them.

Squashclaw was the clan's charmer in his younger years, though now a days he is focused mostly on his daughter, Cinderspark. He's become good friends with Smokestalk since he and Mossfur broke up. He's the clan's current tunneller, who digs out burrows to chase out rabbits for his clanmates to catch, a task based on tales of old windclan.

Runningheather is a new warrior and the fastest runner in the clan. Perky and kind, she can be a lot to be around for an extended period of time, but brightens up any den she's in.

Cinderspark is a new warrior, eager to prove herself and avoid the drama of her parents. She's close with her father and mentor, and sticks close to them.

Birdpaw and Rustpaw are the eldest apprentices, both very eager to become warriors and help their clan. Though Birddpaw has enough energy for both of them, and Rustpaw got all their self-awareness, the two sisters work well together.

Flowerpaw is Splashcloud and Sweptstem's only surviving kit, looking much like his mother. He's a very anxious cat, trying his best to please his terrifying mentor, and hopes to be as strong as her one day.

Rabbitpaw is the youngest apprentice, and Mossfur insists she's her daughter. She's very serious and desires to prove herself a loyal and determined warrior separate from her mother's drama.

Foxtooth is the oldest warrior, and having her only litter quite late. Her kits, Cloudkit and Stormkit, can be a bit of a handful for her at times with their energy.

Boulderflower is a bubbly sweetheart, and the love of Softstep's life. She recently gave birth to their first litter, Gullkit, Batkit, and Beetlekit. She is good friends with Foxtooth and Fernsight, though she gets along well with almost everyone. The only cats she seems to dislike are Reedbloom and Mossfur, for how they push her mate around.

Rosepatch and Brownstripe are two elders, the parents of Reedbloom, Mossfur, and Softstep. They are well respected among the clans and it's questioned how their children became such a hassle. They met as apprentices and have been inseparable since.

Canarysong is an elder, the oldest cat in windclan. She has trouble even walking these days, and sleeps most of the time. When she is awake she often recounts the oddest of stories about her days as a tunneller digging out rabbits.

#windclan #warriors #warrior cats #warriors oc #cat #fanart #fantasy #character #art #colour #Hybbart

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thegreymoon · 20 days

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The Story of Minglan

Minglan, save me 😭

I have one more day of work tomorrow before I can take a couple of days off. I've been working 10-hour days for the past twenty days (well, 9, with a one-hour break in the middle) straight. I have so many non-work related things to do but I will probably do none of them and just sleep. I'm just so drained and counting on a c-drama to give my brain an extra boost to get me through tomorrow, though Minglan at this point in the show is probably a bad choice. The Empress Dowager and the stupid court politics just exhaust me and I'm just hoping for a miracle at this point 😭😭

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Does anyone actually care about these random people and their manufactured drama?

We see so little of Molan and Changbai, Rulan and Hualan have dropped off the face of the Earth and instead, we are here debating if this rando raped that other rando or if he was set up over some dumbass scheme I couldn't care less about. If all this doesn't start becoming relevant with super speed, I will be very pissed off.

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How convenient 🙄

So, was she murdered or did they pay her to kill herself?

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OMG!

Is this the first time we've seen her with her hair down? She's so pretty!

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Ah, so that's what we are getting at.

Honestly, I am not buying the whole contrivance. If the Emperor had simply said, "Gu Tingye, you go!" I would have been aboard at once, it would have made sense, it would have been what was expected. We really didn't need this whole mess with their army buddies. All it did was annoy me.

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I am so looking forward to this baby because there will 100% be some drama like Madam Qin trying to smother him in his cradle or something and I need this drama to go back to being interesting ASAP.

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LOL. LOL. LOL.

There is a reason the plot is pushing so hard to send him away right at this precise moment. Sorry, Minglan, but I am looking forward to your attempted murder.

On the bright side, at least they can't stuff him with another concubine while he's away on the pretext that his legal wife is pregnant, eh? 🤣🤣

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Wait, where is Nanny Chang?

Why isn't she with them already?

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Granny's back, at least.

Small comforts.

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LMAO, drag her Minglan.

This aunt Kang is the most pointless villain on this show and it is about time Minglan stopped putting up with petty bullshit.

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LMAO, shut up, bitch.

She has several, all of whom could eat your shitty ass for lunch and still walk away hungry.

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What even.

Again, I ask. When does Minglan start murdering these people?

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LMAOOOOOO 🤣🤣

Nanny Chang going out to murder people is fine by me, too!

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LMAO, merchandise?

Is this a translation thing or do they really call it that in Chinese? Like bun in the oven?

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LMAOOOO 🤣🤣

End her, Nanny!

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Nanny is taking no prisoners today!

58 episodes into this drama and this is the first time I'm seeing someone openly tell a bitch to fuck off 🤣🤣

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OH MY GOD, SHE JUST KEEPS GOING!!

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Ah, so her true surname is Wang after all!

I keep wondering why they address her by her married surname when all the other women keep their maiden name even after they marry, including her sister.

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LMAO, is she for real?

Bitch, Gu Tingye will skin you alive!

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AAAAAAAAND SHE'S BACK!!

I AM LIVING FOR THIS CARNAGE!! 🔥🔥

#the story of minglan #tsoml spoilers #tsoml ep58

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hahahahahangst · 8 months

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The Cake

Tags (as per my masterlist): ❓👨🏻‍👨🏻‍👧🏻💖

Requested by: @themerakisstuff (happy birthday!!!!💕💖 )

Summary: it's your birthday! Sam and Dean seem to have forgot about it... but have they really?

AN: omg my first request AND my first reader insert ❗❗ i am beyond excited!

Sam and Dean have been gone the entire day. They left you in a random motel room. On your fucking birthday. Those two are un-fucking-believable.

Leaving you alone on your birthday has to be one of the worst things they have done recently.

You cross your legs on your bed and turn on the TV. Surely, there must be something to watch, right?

The light of the television lights up your skin in the dark as the sound of the telenovela makes you roll your eyes - you never understood how Dean can enjoy this shit.

You change the channel. Doctor Sexy. Really? Another one of Dean’s favorites.

Just when he has forgotten about your birthday. The universe really is trying to mess with you. You change the channel once more to land on a documentary.

Know what? It’s good enough. Documentary on bees? On your birthday? Why would it be the pinnacle of sadness? Speaking about bees… Maybe Cas is available to spend some time together.

Maybe, since it’s your birthday, you can try and convince him to bring you some cake from that bakery in Fort Wayne. You close your eyes and think of the cake fondly, your stomach growling.

God, you are hungry. You haven’t eaten anything, thinking Sam and Dean were going to be back before evening, that they were just late, that they didn’t forget your birthday.

Stupid of you to think that.

You check the time on your phone. 3 AM.

“Cas?” You say, closing your eyes and feeling kind of stupid for talking to yourself like that. “Are you free? It’s kind of my birthday, and nobody is around.” You open one eye, expecting to hear Cas’ wings flutter any moment. But you don’t. The bee documentary keeps going in the background.

So, just to recap: your brothers seem to have forgotten about you, Cas isn’t answering your prayers and the most compelling thing on TV is a documentary on bees.

That’s the premise for a very trashy, filled-with-drama teenage movie.

You lean against the headboard of the motel bed and close your eyes. At this point, you might as well sleep.

“I told you we would never be back here in time!” Sam’s voice woke you up. “Fort Wayne isn’t exactly a short way from here.” You remain in bed, refusing to move. You don’t feel at all rested, just a slight pain in your neck from sleeping against the headboard. “You know how y/n is about her birthday!” Whispers Sam. “She surely thinks we’ve forgotten.”

You hear the sound of the door closing lightly and plastic bags being placed on the table. “We haven’t!” Complains Dean. “It was just… an organizational delay.”

Sam sighs. “I’m not saying it wasn’t worth it, just… maybe next year we can take a case closer to Fort Wayne if you really want to go get that cake for her birthday.”

You open one eye. “Can you guys shut the fuck up?” You mutter, mouth still dry and brain still clouded by sleep. You’re hearing their words, but you’re not really registering anything they're saying. “I’m trying to sleep.” You feel a hand on your shoulder and open both your eyes.

“Happy birthday y/n!” Sam smiles widely. All of a sudden, you feel awake. You drag your hand over your eyes, surprised. “We brought you something.” That’s when you finally see the cake. It’s that cake. The cake from Fort Wayne you love so much. You snap into a sitting position Dean grins.

“Always that look of surprise.” He says. “What? You thought we forgot about your birthday?”

You feel your cheeks fill with embarrassment. “Kind of.” You whisper. “You were gone all day.”

“We took the day off to get you your favorite cake.” Dean smiles, satisfied. “I can’t believe you thought we forgot about your birthday!” He repeated. You smile so hard you almost hurt yourself and stand up from the bed. “Sam also brought you something.”

You turn towards Sam, excited. He hands you a box a little bigger than your hand, wrapped in christmas-themes wrapping paper. “Sorry about the wrapping.” Says Sam, embarrassed. “They- they were out of birthday wrap and I had to improvise.” You smile at him and gently open the gift. You quickly realize it’s several DVDs of your favorite tv show. You force yourself not to start jumping in excitement. “Sam, this… this is amazing!” You look up at your brother and hug him. “Thanks.” You feel Sam’s arms around you as the comfort and familiarity of being close to your brother goes through you, flushing all anxieties and worries out of you.

“Of course, kid. Anything.” Says Sam. How could you ever think they had forgotten about your birthday?!

“Alright, my turn now.” Says Dean, opening his bag. “I got two things for you.” He announces. You let go of Sam to turn towards him. “First of all, I made you your own copy of Baby’s keys.” He throws a keychain at you. You stare at it, completely overwhelmed by the fact Dean is giving you free access to his precious car. “And then, since you’re now technically an adult, I purchased this for you.” He hands you a small envelope. You open it and almost choke.

Gift card valid for the purchase of 1 (one) DVD in our adult section

“I didn’t know what you liked, so…” Dean trails off. You look at the three objects you have in your hands and smile. A stack of DVDs, the keys to your brother’s car and a porn gift card.

Well, maybe the gift card isn’t as emotionally valuable as the other two things, but it’s still… a gift? A well thought one for that matter. It’s not like he gave you his used magazines. You also hug Dean, who seems not to be expecting it, taking a couple steps back. “Thanks.”

“Kid, I will never forget your birthday.” He says before kissing your hair. “Happy birthday, y/n.”

A/N: If you enjoy this or any sisfic content, I am writing a looong sisfic! :D Feel free to check it out here

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unicyclehippo · 7 months

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one word prompt: scheme

‘i have a scheme.’

‘no.’

‘alright, a plan.’

‘the word isn’t what i have a problem with. the whole concept is.’ orym glanced up from his book, fixed her with a knowing—and amused—look. ‘she’s a big girl. she can do this without us.’

fearne sighed. flopped dramatically into the sofa beside him, wriggling until her head was in his lap. she cleared her throat. he went back to reading. she cleared her throat, louder, and continued to do so until he said,

‘alright!’ orym put his book down and gave her his undivided attention, playing with her hair. ‘how did you get this so knotted up?’

fearne shrugged. she lay legs kicked over the arm of the couch, and drummed her heels against the side of it, frowning up at the ceiling.

‘are you sure—‘

‘yes. we aren’t going to spy on her.’

‘no,’ fearne said, sharply, ‘are you sure she’ll be alright?’

orym looked at his friend. fearne calloway was a legend of the silver screen for a reason; she was a creature drawn to drama, to delight, to playing pretend. there was no one like her. he truly believed that. there was no one in the world so capable of transformation as fearne. but he knew—and ought to have remembered—that transformation did not mean fraud and trickery didn’t mean carelessness. at her core, fearne was hungry. hungry for attention and pretty things, sure, but that was mild compared to her hunger for life, love, freedom. to someone else, that might have been scary, but orym had grown up with this girl—had pulled out sleeping bags so often they hardly ever got put away until his mother bought him bunk beds instead. she was his sister in everything but blood and he knew, he knew, that he belonged to fearne. and so did imogen. and gods help anyone who hurt her.

‘she’s gonna be fine,’ he said, making himself sound confident for fearne. he was confident—but then again, imogen had a brain that wasn’t always kind, and she was going on a date, which she had never really done before. ‘it might not go perfectly, but she’ll be fine.’

fearne nodded. her earrings jangled. her nails clicked as she tapped her steepled fingers. ‘i’m going to follow her,’ fearne announced. ‘you should come. if not to spy on imogen, at least to keep her from noticing me.’

orym groaned. ‘we promised!’

‘we promised we wouldn’t interfere. not that we wouldn’t turn up to watch.’ fearne rolled off the couch and strode for the door. ‘i’m going to need a disguise.’

‘no, you think?’

‘where’s your trench coat?’

‘it won’t fit.’

fearne looked at him like he was being very silly, and she would laugh if she had thought it was on purpose. instead, she rolled her eyes. ‘mine is in my bag.’ the obviously went unsaid but not unheard. ‘you should bring a gun.’

‘first, i don’t have a gun. second, we aren’t threatening her date with a gun or anything else. third—‘ orym crossed his arms and stood his ground. ‘i haven’t agreed to go.’

fearne tilted her head and smiled.

‘i can’t believe we’re doing this,’ orym grumbled from behind his newspaper, eyeholes cut out of it. ‘this is stupid.’

‘i didn’t ask you here to be a negative nancy.’

‘you didn’t ask me at all,’ orym hissed. ‘you threatened me.’

fearne fluttered her fingers as if to say, there you have it, that’s the end of the matter, and refocused on imogen on the other side of the cafe.

#museum au #fearne calloway #orym of the air ashari #tagging my stories #prompt fill #background imodna obviously

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yaku-paisen · 4 months

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I used to wonder how to write angst/conflict into HQ fics because everyone is so healthy and well-adjusted by the end of the story. Which is absolutely not a criticism! I stan! It's one of my favorite things about the manga, but my brain is small and my imagination didn't know what to do will all these completed emotional journeys. Then I realized that you can take those healthy traits to an extreme for some delicious drama & character development - positive or negative ,':D

Hirugami's relaxed detachment sliding into apathy and depression, caring less and less until nothing matters much at all.

Hoshiumi's desire to prove himself turning everyone into competiton. Everything is a threat, a perceived slight. Only when it's too late does he realize it's lonely at the top.

Oikawa's ambition turning into a hungry monster that even he can't control. Nothing's ever enough. He doesn't even know what he wants anymore. All he knows is that he wants.

Iwaizumi's strength and stability going overboard; now he can't show any weakness at all. He's the reliable one. People depend on him. So he has to keep it together, no matter how much he wants to fall apart.

Kuroo being so skilled at reading others and adapting to them that it becomes unsettling. He sees all the things that people won't say. And he usually only uses his powers of perception for good, but maybe, just maybe, one day he'll use them for himself.

#oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #kuroo tetsurou #hirugami sachiro #haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #hoshiumi korai #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyu #penne.txt

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offbeatcappuccino · 6 months

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i'm back boo ~ my demon (episodes of 1-6) ramblings

The past two years have made me feel like an unfinished work of pottery struggling to stay together on a tilted pottery wheel. Through this process, not only has my sense of normalcy, but also my idealism towards romance and love has greatly dissipated. This might be a digression, but as a 23 year old woman ( 14 at heart and cognitive ability), I am frankly exhausted of the convoluted "chase" involved with modern day romance. The mere preponderance of dating apps, texting culture, situationships, and avoidant-anxious pairings make me feel like I am seconds away from having a brain aneurysm explode. It is in this relational climate that the flurry of contract marriage k-dramas that have been presented to us this winter feel like a breath of fresh air. One of these shows is "My Demon" (on Netflix) starring Kim Yoon Jung (Backstreet Rookie, 20th Century Girl) and Song Kang (Nevertheless, Love Alarm, Sweet Home), who play Do Do Hee and Jeong Gu Won respectively.

My Demon is a fantasy romance rooted in Catholicism (with a uniquely Korean flavor). Jeong Gu Won (Song Kang) is a centuries old demon tasked with exploiting man's innate greed, whether it be for wealth, love, or merely to be alive. He uses his powers, which emanate from a cross tattoo on his wrist, to seek desperate humans to make decade long contracts, where in return of him fulfilling their wishes, not only die by Gu Won's hand in ten years, but also are placed in eternal hellfire. There are many parallels between Gu Won and other supernatural beings we have already seen in other kdramas such as Myul Mang from Doom at Your Service. Both characters have a rigid adherence to their divine responsibilities, leading to bountiful disdain for humankind and scant mercy for their victims. However, unlike Myul Mang and other supernatural beings, who detest the burden of immortality and yearn to become "human", Gu Won has no such desire. He relishes the eternal youth, immortality, and wealth that has been granted for him and the power that he wields.

The female lead, Do Do Hee, comes from an equal position of affluence, as the adopted daughter of the Mirae Group, a fictional and powerful industrialist family, helmed by matriarch Joo Cheon Seok, and the CEO of Mirae F&B, a successful food and beverage company that she started after college. As the adopted daughter and Chairwoman Ju's favorite, Do Hee earns the contempt of her other power hungry family members, who not only constantly plot However, this love also puts Do Hee in a precarious position as other members of the family constantly plot to not only undermine her company's success, but also kill her. While Do Hee as a character checks off many k-drama protagonist tropes like having a history of childhood trauma and having a strong sense of morality and loyalty, it is important to note that Do Hee is not kind to the point of being naive and foolishly selfless. She is an assertive and ambitious twenty something year old and can be considered to be an "ethical girl boss of sorts".

It is due to Do Hee's precarious state that Gu Won and her meet for the second time in the first episode (the first time being a hilarious mix-up of a blind date) when she is being chased by a psoriasis-ridden murderer. Seeing his next possible victim, Gu Won arrives at the scene, hoping to make his next deal with desperate Do Hee in return for saving her. However, things take a turn and both end up falling over a railing and into the ocean. As Do Do Hee struggles to pull the unconscious Gu Won and herself up to the surface, something interesting happens- the cross tattoo that was once on Gu Won's wrist is transferred to Do Do Hee's. It is this transfer that ends up being a pivotal turning point in the story and forms the crux of the plot.

What ensues over the next few episodes is the gradual development of a push-pull dynamic between the two characters when they realize that the murder attempt from before would not be the only effort to take Do Hee's life and the fact that without the tattoo, Gu Won's powers only work when he holds Do Do Hee's hand. With Gu Won needing Do Hee to harness his powers and continue to maintain his immortality and Do Hee requiring Gu Won's powers to protect herself, this sets up the perfect premise for what is initially a relationship of convenience between bodyguard and employer and later husband and wife.

My Demon isn't meant to be the show that leaves its viewers with sleepless nights pondering purpose of their existence or the meaning of love. At its core, it's a hilarious, appropriately paced, and well executed romantic comedy with strong willed protagonists overcoming their egos to realize that their need for the other is actually an insatiable want. This is evident in the characterization of Gu-Won, who Song Kang delightfully brings to life. There's something about Song Kang that allow him to play morally grey characters in a palatable and comical manner with ease. Even though he's an arrogant and narcissistic jerk, there is an inherent innocence and vulnerability that you can't help but root for. As Gu Won's relationship with Do Hee deepens, he starts to gradually becomes less demon and more human both literally and figuratively. Not only does Gu Won faced with the limitations of losing his powers, but he is also forced to address the burgeoning emotions and attachment he develops with Do Hee. While he asserts his superiority externally as an all powerful being, internally he is conflicted by the gradual shift in the dynamics between him and Do Hee as he starts to develop empathy, love, anger, and jealousy. One particular scene that exemplifies this is the funeral scene in Episode 3 when Gu Won comforts a grieving Do Hee by changing the color of her funeral outfit from black to white, so that the passed individual's soul can recognize her. It's a simple but beautiful gesture by a being, who before meeting her became so accustomed to taking lives and did little to no reflection of the gravity of death and its impact on the living. It is through several similar encounters that Gu Won is forced to confront his humanity, which he had long repressed in his transformation into a demon.

This isn't to say that the show is mind-numbing entertainment and there are profound moments of introspection. Gu Won and Do Hee's relationship serves as medium for a larger ideological dilemma on right versus wrong. This is again exemplified in Episode 3 when Gu Won and Do Hee visit a pediatric cancer patient at the hospital for Gu Won to make his next deal. Gu Won brokers a deal with the child's desperate mother, promising to cure her daughter in return for her agreeing to go to hell in ten years. Do Hee is rightfully horrified by Gu Won and what she believes is him selfishly exploiting the mother, so that he can continue to prolong his existence. Furthermore, she believes that by proposing the deal, Gu Won did more harm than good because the pediatric patient would have to prematurely lose her mother.

On the other hand, Gu Won claims to have helped the mother by saving her child's life and states that everything has to have a price. Later in the episode, both Gu Won and Do Hee independently interact with the patient and her family. When Gu Won talks to the young girl, he is surprised that her wish is to not be discharged from the hospital but to not be a source of suffering for her parents. On the other hand, when Do Hee watches the family celebrating the girl's birthday, she realizes how Gu Won provided transient yet meaningful happiness for the family and reduced their suffering. These scenes poignantly depict how both characters are forced to reckon with each other's definition of justice and the complexity we face as beings with the freedom to choose but not the freedom to escape the consequences of our actions. I believe that it is the show's ability to delve into these larger themes, which allows it to retain both the best elements and escape from the mundanity of ascribing to a trope.

Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

#kdrama review #kdrama recommendations #kdramas #song kang #my demon #netflix #kim yoo jung #do do hee #jeong gu won #korean drama #netflix kdrama #kdramanetwork

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jungk0oksthighs · 2 years

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Against The Odds | Happy Birthday pt.1

Pairing - jungkook x reader, taehyung x reader

Genre - angst, smut, fluff, established relationship, ceo!jungkook, ceo!reader, attorney!taehyung

Word Count - 3.5k

You have a pre-birthday dinner with Yuri to take your mind off the hardships of life

Warnings: swearing, light drinking, mentions of kidnapping and family drama, significant plot point

FULL SERIES COLLECTION

“You know I hate surprise parties, and my birthday isn’t until tomorrow so I don’t even know why we’re here.” You roll your eyes, suspicious of how Yuri has been stalling your ‘birthday meal’ for a very long time. “So if there’s a surprise party happening and you’re just trying to stall me… Tell me now.” Your brow quirks when you point your fork at her, curious.

“Nope. No surprise party! I just reallllly wanted to try these desserts I’ve heard so much about them from my friend.” She beams, tucking into a soufflé that the head chef advised would take ‘a while’ to cook, but she didn’t mind. And she’s eating it slowly. Super slowly, lazily enjoying every single mouthful for at least two minutes at a time.

Something’s up.

Things in your life have been hectic lately to say the least. The police and media outlets have been swarming you and your family for updates about your nephew Charlie and his whereabouts. You’ve barely slept, barely eaten and the walls of your brain have been so chaotic with destructive, intrusive thoughts towards the situation that you completely forgot tomorrow's your birthday until you arrived at work and Yuri insisted on taking you for a celebratory dinner this evening.

You’re sitting in an upscale Michelin star restaurant by the window, wearing an elegant little black dress and heels of the same colour, being sure to cover your face whenever the paparazzi catch sight of you. The food is gorgeous, the dimly lit decor exquisite, the atmosphere sophisticated and classy. It’s lovely and you’re having a nice evening for sure. Yuri looks outstanding as always in a burnt orange blazer pant suit as bright as her smile, it’s nice.

Everything has been so crazy with Charlie’s disappearance and the media and eating it up. As though you and your loved ones aren’t devastated by the news. Truthfully this the first outing you’ve had in a while, simply because of everything going on. Today was your second day back at the office, Jungkook was the one who convinced you that perhaps some normality and routine would do you and your mental health some good. And in a way he was right, in another way – not so much.

“Oh yeah? Who told you about the desserts being so good?” You grill her, pushing your negative thoughts deep enough to deal with another time. It’s painfully obvious your assistant is hiding something and she’s definitely taking her time for a good reason. You fear the worst, you’ve always hated surprise parties to your very core, and the fact your best friend Jimin wasn’t invited tonight only makes you all the more suspicious, giving that they both get along so well.

“Hoseok told me.” She grins, flashing you an animated wink, paired with a tongue click.

At this you inhale, brows high, eyes growing wide when you nod, “Ah yes, Romeo himself, guess I should’ve seen that coming.” You chuckle.

As fate would have it your assistant and Jungkook’s assistant really hit it off when they officially met a few weeks ago, and with yours and Kook’s lives being the centre of the news again, they’ve been spending a lot of time together dealing with the fallout. You don’t know if they’re dating dating, but you do know Yuri is very much interested in more than hooking up with him. His sharp jawline and model-like features are pretty much all she talks about these days.

“Seriously Y/N? You’re not going to finish your dessert?” Yuri gestures to the almost whole fruit tart sitting in the centre of your navy plate with her chin. “You barely touched your main either.”

“I’m not really hungry…” You sigh, “Sorry I just-, this is really nice. It’s just that I haven’t been out in a while... Not since, well you know.”

When Yuri catches sight of your deflated expression she reaches a hand atop the table, taking yours. “Hey, they’re going to find him. I promise. Ruth may be crazy but she’s still his mom, she wouldn’t hurt him. And the police are doing—”

“Doing everything they can to help, I know.” You feign a smile, it’s the same conversation you’ve had with everybody else lately. Including your fiancé who’s being saying those exact words over and over again like his own personal mantra.

Things with Jungkook haven’t been…great in recent weeks. Of course he’s still the most supportive, loving and kindest man you’ve ever known and he’s done his absolute best to make sure you’re okay. But your sex life is still non-existent. Some people could assume you wouldn’t want to be fucked senseless at a time like this, and they’re probably right, but a part of you craves his touch more than ever. Maybe to distract you from the hardships of life, or maybe to simply prove that you’re overthinking things and your relationship is fine.

Because in all honestly, it doesn’t feel fine.

Yuri offers an apologetic smile, knowing when to change the subject, “So… Have you seen much of Taehyung recently? You haven’t mentioned him in a while.”

“No not really.” You shrug nonchalantly, “He hasn’t been over lately and I guess I’ve been too busy to reach out to him. I’m sure he’s fine though, he always is.”

Another bullet point on the list of things that are worrying you: Taehyung. You can’t shake the feeling that he and Jungkook have fallen out, despite Kook insisting they haven’t whenever you ask. He hasn’t been over to your apartment, he hasn’t called, texted, nothing. And with him being your attorney and having eyes and ears in the celebrity gossip world you figure he’s well aware of the situation at hand. But still he’s chosen to stay away. For what reason you’re unsure, maybe he’s just busy, or perhaps you’re the one to blame since you haven’t contacted him yourself in a while.

“Hmm…” She hums in agreement, picking up her phone that’s vibrating on the table, face down. One look at her screen and her face changes, “Okay, we should go now if you’re done with your dessert.” Her grin is wide, and you can’t help but chuckle to yourself.

“Could you be any more obvious? Who was that texting you—”

“Nobody!” She yells, half-drunk half-offended, “Y/N I’m serious there’s no surprise party so get that out your head right now. It was Hoseok, he wants to see me tonight. Are we okay to take separate cabs? Only cause he lives the other side of the city.”

You smile kindly at her, “Fine. But if I get ambushed when I get to my apartment by balloons, screams and hugs...you’re fired.”

“The only person waiting for you in your apartment is Jungkook,” Yuri snorts, pointing her finger at you, “He might make you scream though, since you’re a couple of sex obsessed freaks.”

You’re laughing but her words find a way to chip at your heart since at the moment that’s very much not the case, “Well I hope you have the best booty call of your life with Hobi tonight, Kook says he’s a great guy.”

“You know he dances in his spare time right? Gosh, those hips can move—”

You shove your fingers in your ears, squeezing your eyes shut, “Ahh! Okay I get it, la la la! I don’t want to know about Kook’s assistant’s hips thank you! Can we get the bill now?!”

Yuri is laughing loudly, chugging the rest of her red wine in one, “Funny thing is I’m not even sorry. Best dick I've ever had.”

As expected the paparazzi swarm you when you’re making way to your cab, asking outrageous questions about your sister and nephew. You’re so done with this shit, you never asked for this life and you hate the fact your privacy is invaded almost every time you step foot outside. You give the driver your address and sink into the back seat with a frustrated groan.

Yuri messages you as soon as she’s made it to Hoseok’s place, but you’re too busy reading a news article about Ruth and Charlie that you miss the notification. The taxi driver has to verbally tell you when you’ve arrived because your nose is buried deep into your cell phone, as it usually is these days. You know better than to get caught up in the media storm, but you can’t seem to help yourself. No matter how emotionally draining it is.

When you get into the complex your brows are pinched with curiosity, gaze landing on Taehyung sitting on a red velvet chair by the elevator. He's holding what appears to be some kind of outfit zipped up in an all-black hanging bag. And he looks…rough.

It’s maybe been two weeks? Since you last saw him, but you notice he’s unshaved for the first time, his brunette hair is longer and kisses his feline-eyes and he’s bouncing his leg anxiously when you approach him, heels clicking on the white marble floor.

“Tae? Are you okay?” You sink your head lower, trying to meet his eyes when they suddenly snap up to you, startled.

“Y/N… Hey.” He smiles, it’s soft and closed but it’s still a smile nonetheless. He’s wearing an emerald green suit with a cream shirt and dainty gold chain breaking up the solid forest colour, the first three buttons of his shirt undone exposing his tanned chest. “You look amazing, have you been out?”

You’re still frowning when your tongue clicks against the roof of your mouth, “Uh, yeah. Dinner with Yuri.” You nod, looking him dead in the eye momentarily. “Are you okay…? What’s with the… Whatever that is.” You point to the large dry-cleaning bag with a manicured finger.

At this Taehyung stands, his frame towering over you despite your heels. He sighs, stare never faltering from yours when he wets his lips. “It’s your birthday present from me. Sorry if it’s too much but—”

“You didn’t have to get me anything Tae, besides it’s not til tomorrow.” You chuckle, flicking your hair over your shoulder when you cut him off. “Why don’t you come up? Can’t help but notice you haven’t showed your face in a while. I’m sure Jungkook would be happy to see you.” Your hand finds his shoulder, rubbing it reassuringly.

“Ah, I don’t know about that…” He averts his gaze to your hand on him, nervously chewing his lip. “To be honest with you I only came to give you this. I should really get going now.”

“You sat here for god knows how long,” You cock your head to one side, brows raised, “Just to give me this? How did you even know I was out in the first place? I could’ve been upstairs and then you would’ve been sat here all night on your own. Come on, I’m not taking no for an answer we’re going upstairs.”

“Well I only just got here and, Y/N wait—” He protests when you grab him by the elbow, dragging him to the elevator doors where you push the button with your free hand.

“You’re coming up and we're going to have a drink, end of conversation.” You grin, “So can I open it upstairs?” Your brows wiggle animatedly, and he freezes on the spot.

“No! I mean... no, it’s not your birthday til tomorrow you said.” His laugh is barely inaudible, breathy and albeit a little awkward.

You tut, playfully rolling your eyes when the elevator dings, “Fine… You’ve got me there.”

There’s a beat of comfortable silence before he clears his throat, pushing the P button for you once you’re inside the golden elevator that leads straight to your apartment. “So how have you been? Aside from the obvious.” When the doors close he turns to face you, his usually sharp profile soft and kind as he listens attentively to everything you have to say.

“Well… Not great.” You admit with a sigh, “Everybody keeps telling me it’ll all be fine in the end and that the police will find them but…” Your smile fades, discomfort blanketing your features, “They don’t know my sister like I do. She’s cunning, and dangerous and honestly? I’m terrified she’s going to do something… Well yknow. I just feel so useless, like there’s nothing I can do.”

“It’s okay to feel how you feel, you know that right?” Taehyung’s voice is gentle and deep, face riddled with sympathy when he locks eyes with you, “You’re doing everything you can to stay sane and I’d say that’s more than enough. If something like that happened to one of my siblings… I wouldn’t be anywhere near as strong as you’re being right now.”

You exhale, nodding slowly with the tiniest of smiles threatening to tug your lips, “Thanks Taehyung…that’s really sweet of you.”

Taehyung shakes his head, thick brows furrowed when he edges closer to you, “I mean it Y/N. You need to give yourself more credit, after everything you’ve been through you still find a way to take it all in your stride. And that’s fucking amazing.”

Blood rushes to your cheeks at his words, gaze falling to your feet when holding eye contact with him proves too intense for you. He really is one of your closest friends. He’s so unbelievably kind and always has been. It suddenly dawns on you that you don’t know what’s happened between him and your fiancé, so you take this private moment with him as the perfect opportunity to ask.

“Tae?” You hum, peering back up at him. He’s clinging onto your birthday present as though his life depended on it, slender fingers gripping the material hard enough for his hands to ache you’re sure.

He blinks at you, plump lips ajar, “Yeah?”

“What…. Why haven’t you been coming round as much? I kind of get the feeling you and Jungkook have fallen out or something.” You’re breathing through your nose, mindlessly toying with the hem of your dress just above your knee.

“Mmm.” He nods, chewing his lips when he looks to the elevator doors instead of you, “We haven’t fallen out don’t worry about that, we just-, he just needed some space from me I guess.”

“…Space? What do you mean?”

“It’s…complicated.” He can’t physically look at you, busying his eyesight with anything but you. “I love him so much. I miss him so fucking much, he’s like a brother to me. You know that right?

“Of course!” You’re hanging onto his every word, trained to his face even though he’s not giving you the same amount of attention. “What happened between you two? There’s nothing in this world that’s worth losing your friendship Tae, I know he misses you.”

“Yeah?” Hope brightens his expression when he turns to you, “He said that?”

You swallow, “Well… Not in so many words but—”

His face drops into something sullen, “Thought so.”

“Taehyung what the hell happened?” Your voice is slightly raised when you talk with your hands, emphasising your words, “What could possibly come between you both that’s so bad? Kook’s been so moody since you stopped speaking and he won’t come anywhere near me and I just can’t help but feel like I’m missing something! Please Tae…” Both hands find his shoulders where you hold him in place, he gulps, “Just tell me what’s wrong. Let me help you.”

His eyes close, long eyelashes dusting the high points of his cheekbones, “You’re the one person who can’t help me Y/N. I’m-, I’m sorry. I’m just gonna go.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” You quietly scoff, gently letting him go with a deep frown. “Why can’t I help? I love you both and I want to be there for—”

“No Y/N you love Jungkook.” His gaze is fierce, as though something’s just snapped inside of him when he glares down at you with a jaw set tight enough to snap, “You love Jungkook and you want to be there for Jungkook. It’s always going to be about Jungkook with you, you’re marrying Jungkook, you’re in love with Jungkook and you’re gonna live happily ever after with guess who? Jungkook. You’re fucking perfect for each other and you don’t need my bullshit coming between that.”

“Last time I checked you was my friend,” You bite, mirroring the intensity of his sudden outburst, “And I do love you Taehyung, whether you like it or not I want to be there for you and help you through whatever this. Both of you, because I care about you both. Just tell me what happened… Please.”

“I-,” He huffs, kicking his head back in frustration, “Y/N seriously… I can’t!” His voice is louder than before, brows raised when his chest heaves with hurried breaths. He looks as though he's losing his patience.

You soften, offering him an apologetic smile. You don’t want to upset him but he needs to know you’ll be here for him no matter what, “You can Taehyung… Whatever it is, I can help you through it. God knows how many times you’ve helped me when I’ve been going through—”

“Y/N stop.” He warns, shaking his head.

“Taehyung...” You sigh, playfully nudging his arm with your fist, “It’s me! You can tell me anything, I want to help you—”

He drops your present to the ground, gripping either side of your arms when he starts screaming like a mad man, shaking you slightly and startling you completely.

“Fine! You really wanna help?! I’m in love with you! Okay?! Are you happy now?! I love you. I love you so fucking much and it’s killing me inside every single fucking day of my sad, pathetic excuse of existence!” He scoffs, eyes wide and frantically searching for a reaction in yours when he wets his lips once again, “You want to know what happened between me and Kook? I fell in love with his fiancé and put him in an awkward position. I. Me. I did it. I’m the only one to blame for any of this and it’s fucking tearing me apart that I’ve hurt him and on top of that I can’t have you! I'll never have you! The one person I can actually see myself sharing a future with and you're my best friend's fiancé! All I want is for you to be happy Y/N! Even if it's never going to be with me.”

Unbeknownst to you and Taehyung the elevator doors are already open. Your friends, family, loved ones… Yuri, Jimin, Yoongi, Hoseok, your parents, your fiancé all standing in your dimly lit apartment dressed to the nines in complete, stunned silence. Until Jungkook clears his throat, winning you to push his best friend away from your frame and look in his direction. His deep voice is merely a whisper when it rolls off his tongue, the single word laced with venom that matches the darkness swimming behind his hooded eyes.

“...Surprise.”

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