#this it like . the second official time ive edited

[astros-arts-inthestars]

SUPER LATE BUT

Happy Birthday Kel <333

I dubbed the comic I made last year for his birthday! I've been meaning to do this since I got like. 400 notes FHDJKASKFSH but this is my first time ever editing a comic dub so PLEASE DONT JUDGE IT LMAOOOO

Shoutout to my friends Void and Chip (and my brother) for the additional voices im so sorry i made you guys do this I love you thank you so much you tried your best <3333

#star art #ren's blorbos #omori #omori kel #kel omori #kel birthday #kel voice my beloved i hadnt done it in a WHILE #sadge boy :( #dude my editing skills are being put to the TEST #this it like . the second official time ive edited #not counting that first time #anyways #FGDSAJKFHJ THANKS TO MY FRIENDS IM SORRY I JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND ASKED THIS #that was so randome #i genuienly dont know why i added ''woohoo'' in the comic i admit that was a very dumb addition #YAYYY!!!

[hauntedrain]

Part 3: Unexpected | Max Verstappen x Fem Reader |

✮▹A/N: So sorry for not posting life has been BUSY. Hope you like this though, its potentially the last or second to last part of this series.

✰▹Warnings/Notices: use of pictures of Max and kelly. Pretty big time skip from part 2. NOT EDITED.

Part 2: Here!

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F1: Its race day!!!! follow the link in bio to keep up live!

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Y/N has posted to their story!

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MaxV1Updates: Max has been spotted with content creator Y/N L/N. Both had social media thrown through a loop after their interactions with each other online a few months back. Is Y/N officially the newest addition to the F1 WAG's?

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user1: OMFG Y/N

user2: Im actually crying wtf.

user3: Im sorry but this is straight out of the book oml.

↪ user4: No cuz its so cute and so unexpected too.

Y/N: Damn ive made it on a f1 updates page. IM WINNING.

↪ user5: MOTHER EXPLAIN.

↪ user 6: I was surprised too.

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RedBull: Another win in the books! Lovely and successful race today. Getting ready for next weekend!

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user10: PLZ LET THE OTHERS CATCH UP PLEASE.

Theo: Tu–tu–du–du Max Verstappen

↪ Lorelei: Let's shake it to the max Put your hands up, hands up Take it to the max

↪ Y/N: Please stop ive heard that non-stop since I've learned about f1

Y/N: he's a cutie tbh.

↪ user11: Y/N your on main stop.

↪ Y/N: posting this on every platform brb.

↪ RedBull: Glad to know you find our driver cute.

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Y/N: Middle slide him and I?

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user12: GURL PLEASE JUST CONFIRM IT PLEASE

user13: im sorry but how tf did she come from just making videos with her friends for fun to potentially dating a 3x WDC?

↪ Y/N: Its called being Y/N. its a lifestyle !

↪ user14: LMFAO

MaxVerstappen1: she's kinda a cutie tbh.

↪ Y/N: first time ive ever seen you say cutie.

↪ MaxVerstappen1: Yeah and its the last time

↪ user15: PARENTS

Y/N has posted to their story! Max Verstappen has posted to their story!

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Maxverstappen1: First personal post in a while huh? anyways lovely view on slides 2 & 3.

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user19: Y/N Y/N MY WIFE

↪ Y/N: I had no clue I was married but sure.

user20: THE VIEW.

user21: PLEASE WHAT. SADAITE ME BEFORE I GO FERAL.

↪ MaxVerstappen1: Oh.

↪ Y/N: um. okay !

user22: im sorry but this is so cute like wtf. she makes max not look like mad max.

↪ Y/N: did you ever think he was? He's the biggest dork to walk this earth.

↪ RedBull: As having to be around him 24/7, I can back this claim up.

↪ user23: REDBULL PLEASE DO A VID WITH Y/N PLEASE. IT WOULD BE GREAT CONTENT.

↪ Redbull: Working on it right now

↪ Y/N: CAN I BE THE SOCIAL MEDIA MANAGER FOR A DAY PLEASEEEEEEEEE.

user24: max hard launching?

Max Verstappen has gone live!

Y/N L/N has gone live!

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⭒❃.✮:▹A/N: IM SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING, I had so much to do but hopefully you like potentially the last or second to last part of this series. love you guys and thank you so much. Much love.

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[irrealisms]

hi! i just saw an old post of yours regarding a very indepth s4 youtube playlist and i'm intrigued! i know the basic stuff since i watched some streams around that time but i've been meaning to finally sit and watch s4 from beginning to end. would you be so kind as to drop a link? thank you :]

gonna assume you mean lifesteal (i also have a dsmp s4 playlist haha. i love Making Playlists. love to Curate) and i've actually got a few lifesteal playlists! well. sort of. i have like One in-depth playlist and then i've got Other People's Playlists

so the first thing i recommend which has every* lifesteal s4 edited video (no** VODs) is this playlist by @aroaceacacia -- it's how i got into lifesteal to begin with and i cannot recommend it highly enough. when you finish, keep an eye on zam's youtube channel, i believe he is the only one still editing his s4 & his finale should be coming out soon (a year late) lmaoooo * it is actually missing one video, but it's near the end + it DOES the behind the scenes for that video so it's easy to add in ** technically it's got one (1) 2-hour cut from a Subz VOD which is more VOD-like and less of a Highly Edited Short Video but p much all the rest of the 285 videos are more highly-edited official-yt-channel VideosTM, and even the Subz VOD is a cut from a 24-hour stream rather than the full thing.

unfortunately i don't know of any curated VOD playlists or overviews that cover the beginning of the season, by me or by anyone else--I might work on this at some point but rn unfortunately i haven't actually watched much early s4 :( although if you want, send me a follow-up ask and i'll do my best at a "major events" playlist, mixing edited videos (esp early-season where i havent Watched the VODs) with particularly important VODs for the stuff i Have seen? this would b p easy for me to make i just havent bc i didn't know if there would b interest. ive also been working on a timeline google doc covering all of s4 that includes both VODs and edited videos so, again, lmk if you're interested in that!

the second thing i recommend is this google doc by @myrmica , which starts covering things in detail in december 2022 and has super detailed notes for a BUNCH of VODs. absolutely invaluable resource. my primary recommendation if you want to watch vods from mid to late s4 is to just read this doc and add all the vods that look interesting to your personal playlist.

in terms of in-depth playlists i have, the main one i have is an eclipse federation playlist! it's got a couple vods or cut-down videos of pre-eclipse-fed for some context but mostly it covers eclipse federation's journeys from their formation to the end of the server. i skipped some streams that were just grinding or destroying end portals or similar but if you want those also you can go through the myrmica google doc. NOTE: this ONLY covers eclipse federation!!! and it covers them in pretty close detail!!!! things that get left out of this include stuff like most of the preparations for pangi & zam's god-off, 3ht's trap war, a lot of poopies shenanigans, the team awesome breakup, and of course everything that happened in the Several Months before eclipse federation formed.... basically anything that wasn't relevant to eclipse federation's journey. meanwhile there are multiple 4-hour VODs that are just zam thinking about his relationship problems and nothing rly happens. i honestly would not recommend this unless you are specifically looking for more detail on eclipse federation specifically lol. also i wasn't sure how to handle "there are 2-3 streams of the same events with different povs that have some nonoverlap and some overlap" so...sometimes i include both povs and sometimes i dont. it's a judgement call & i highly recommend going thru the myrmica google doc and making your own playlist--all the vods in this playlist are also on there, eclipse federation didn't Form until mid season 4 so all eclipse-federation-relevant streams are covered

also i've linked this before but ive got a more medium-length eclipse fed playlist that mixes VODs & edited videos so check that out if you want

and of course where would any of us be without the archivist VOD spreadsheet. not super useful if youre looking for Curated Playlists but i need to shout out archivists forever & ever

i've also got much less in-depth playlists of Just Edited Videos for stuff like s4 highlights, covering specific teams/storylines, etc but since you said you were interested in in-depth playlists im not going to link all those unless you ask, this post is already long enough as it is haha. im also maintaining a s5 edited videos playlist if youre interested in that, and ive got links to playlists of s1-3! so just ask if you want any of those

huge apologies if this was overwhelming! u activated my Autism Trap Card (i love playlist curation). & pls pls feel free to send another ask/message/whatever if you have any questions or are curious abt anything else or if you want anything else (i love playlist curation)

#therapists dni #any british ants in the chat? #lifesteal #mcyt

[iamthenerdqueen]

The Red String of Faith - Chapter IV

Idol!AteezXOCs Soulmates!ot8AteezXOCs OCXOC Slight Social Media AU!

slight twigger warnings: Polyamory, group of 10, two OC's -feel free to replace one OC with yourself if you'd like- ,eventual smut, listen this is an idea me and my best friend had and is something for fun read at own risk, not edited as always, also we are starting to explore themes such as bxb and gxg if thats not for you, this story may not be for you.

Chapter I, Chapter II, Chapter III, Next

A/N: enjoy :)

No one could convince Lyra that packing was an enjoyable thing. Trying to decide what was supposed to go with her for the next couple days was more stressful than the phone call with her mother the day after they had made it home from Atlanta and telling her everything that had happened. 

In the past few days, a lot had changed and yet at the same time, nothing had changed. Everyday went on as it had before finding out about the other 8 people in their tether. What was really different was the near constant communication with the boys.

As soon as they had gotten inside their apartment after arriving from the hotel, Lia had called Hongjoong which then turned into a facetime call which lasted until nearly midnight. All of them, just going about their business, but on facetime.

Everyday since they had texted constantly, well near constantly, there were times when the boys had schedules and obviously when they were on stage plus Lia had a strict rule about not looking at her phone while on stream. And the one thing that had sent their daily routine into a bit of a spiral was Lia’s announcement to bunnies. 

The day after they got home, Lia decided that during her normally scheduled stream, she was going to let them know she was planning to take a break in the near future. More specifically, she told them that from April 1st to June 1st, she would not be going live because she would be moving to the other side of the world. 

The cover story, as they had agreed on and what was told to her fanbase that it was so Lyra could follow a job opportunity. This was the exact same thing Lyra told her boss on the same day, in writing setting her official last day at the library as Friday, April 1st. Were both of these announcements very early, yes. Was this the easiest way for the girls to do it, also yes. 

To them it was like ripping the bandaid off and didn’t allow for either of them to ponder on the situation or try to back out. Lia promised bunnies two things that would happen during her break. One is that she would be pre-filming a special Sims series to post once a week to her youtube channel through the months she would be gone. Second was she would be posting some vlog style videos of the things she was doing during the break and those would be posted more sporadically. 

Bunnies were up in arms for a couple hours after the announcement, but eventually everyone calmed down and wished her well. And now, both girls were trying to figure out what exactly to bring with them. 

Both would consider themselves overpackers, but for very different reasons. Lyra was convinced that something would go horribly wrong and ruin her clothes so everything needed a backup. Lia also had this fear, but was more concerned with the fact that she would probably hate at least one outfit she put together by the time she was supposed to wear it, so each one had a backup. 

Currently, Lia was debating on just how many pairs of underwear were too many.  Not feeling up to yelling across the apartment to Lyra who was in her room trying to finish shoving things into a carry on, she decided to text her instead

Chaos. Pure unhinged chaos was the only way to describe the group chat between the 10 of them. In the seven days since they had seen the boys they had all gotten comfortable, at least speaking over the phone. 

Currently, their favorite thing was for the girls to call them before they went on stage. Everyday, the girls would facetime a different member's phone about an hour before they were set to go on stage and together the girls would wish the entire group good luck for the show. 

The girls had no idea just how much it also meant to the boys to hear from them and to know that they were routing for them even though they were separated. 

Then each night, the girls would call a different boy, trying to get to know them on a personal level too. They had each fallen asleep on the phone with six of the boys in the past several days, as the first night they were on a giant group call and in just a few minutes they would be on their way to the airport to rejoin their darling boys. 

To combat this, they had promised to sit in between the boys they hadn’t gotten to call during their second flight from Dallas to LA. 

Lia was going to be sitting between Jongho and Yunho during the flight while Lyra was going to be sitting between Mingi and Hongjoong. The other boys had been pouting on and off about it since the day before. Everything was still new and they wanted to spend as much time together as possible. 

The boys had also grown comfortable enough to show their affection for each other in front of the girls. It was Lyra’s favorite thing to watch how each of them had a different way of showing how much they cared for each other. Some were more reserved, only giving a quick kiss to the cheek or pecking someone on the lips while some were more than happy to makeout, sometimes forgetting they were on facetime. 

When Lia had been on her call with Yeosang the night before, Wooyoung made a surprise appearance and thank god for Lia reminding them that they weren’t supposed to give hickeys before a concert because Woo is a biter. 

Time seemed to drag, even though the girls only had a few minutes before Lyra’s mother would be there to drop them off at the airport, it seemed like they had been trying to put the finishing touches on everything for half an hour now. 

Like a mind reader, Hongjoong sent a text checking up on them. They had sent the boys their flight information and knew they were keeping a close eye on them until the were in the air. 

In the back of Lyra’s mind she wondered how they had gotten this shy bean to turn into a flirt that was almost as bad as Lia, but there was a part of her that also knew this part of his was probably reserved only for his soulmates. 

It was odd to think that they got to see a hidden side to the boys, well maybe hidden wasn’t the right word. A special side of the boys and in return, they shared a special part of themselves with them. 

It wasn’t even a minute later that both girls could hear a series of honks coming from outside their apartment building. It was a distinct pattern of honks that only belonged to one person, Lyra’s mother. 

With that the girls did one last scan of the living room, grabbed their bags and set their alarm before heading out the door. 

“Hello Ladies!” Lyra’s mother, Jamie, said from the driver seat as the girls got into the car. 

“HI Mom”

“Hey Jamie!”

After everyone was buckled in, they headed toward the local airport, which was only about 20 minutes from the apartment. Jamie had offered to drive them and pick them up so they didn’t have to worry about leaving one of their cars at the airport. 

“So, tell me again why i’m letting you both do this? I get that y’all are all soulmates, but neither me nor Ange (Lia’s mother) have met them.” Jamie was a protective mother, and as someone who had never found her soulmate was reluctant to just let things happen. 

“Well, we’re grown, so you can’t stop us. But besides that, they’re schedule is not flexible at all. Almost every moment of every day is planned for them, plus they’re currently on tour, Mom.” Lyra and her mother were close enough to be brutally honest with each other. 

“She’s right, Jamie. We can’t interfere with their schedule.” It has taken years for Lia to get comfortable enough to drop the Mrs. from Jamie's name, but she had never been afraid to match the blonde woman's energy. 

“I just don’t like the idea of the two of you going across the world because of some guys. If something happens, we can’t be there for you two. Y’all will be leaving your families behind.”  

Lyra didn’t think she could roll her eyes any harder than she was currently, maybe they would get stuck that way. 

“Mom. We’re only going to LA tonight. And you know just how offensive it is to refer to them as just some guys? Do you think we are stupid enough to decide to up and change our entire lives for some random dudes?” Lyra’s tone had gone from passive to stern with her mother in an instant. She knew her mother always had something to say, and she loved her for it, but right now her mother wasn’t even trying to see the whole situation. “Listen Mom, I understand you have a very particular viewpoint on soulmates, but the situation is what it is. We have two months before we leave for Korea and in that time I promise you will get to know them in some way, even if it's a couple phone calls. But a time comes for everyone when they have to make a choice in life, to take the chance at happiness or to be complacent. Frankly, we don’t want to give them up and the chance at feeling whole with the people we are destined to be with.”

With that, Jamie had run out of words and arguments. The truth was, she didn’t have anything against the boys. From the little bit of research she had done into them, they seemed like good people, but this was her daughter. In her mind, both girls were her daughter even if they weren’t romantically involved. She was scared at the thought of her youngest child being on the other side of the world. She may have never found her soulmate, but her children and their soulmates, the makeshift family they had all created together, was her whole world. 

“It’s all going to be okay, Mom.” Lyra said as she came to a stop to let them out of the car as they had arrived at the airport drop off. 

“I trust you both, and love you both. Just please be careful in LA and call me when you land in Dallas.” Jamie got out of the car to hug them both around the neck and watched them walk into the airport before pulling away. 

Overall, Jamie had been the most stressful part of the whole check-in process at the airport. That was one of the good things about it being a small airport was that there was barely anyone there. They would go from Columbia to Charlotte with only a twenty minute layover before going from Charlotte to Dallas. 

They wouldn’t really even get the chance to call or text anyone during their layover at Charlotte as their plane had arrived late and they had to run from Gate A2 to Gate C14 with only 10 minutes before their flight was set to take off. So, their flight planning skills were less than brilliant, oops. 

It was just under 3 hours from Charlotte to Dallas, and thankfully this plane left on time and arrived about 5 minutes earlier than scheduled. That last walk from the plane into the terminal was nerve wracking. The girls knew they would be meeting Hajoon there before going to a private lounge, yet neither of them could stop the jumpiness that set into their bones. 

Lia saw Hajoon first and helped guide Lyra, who had gone ahead and called her mother toward the manager. 

“Hello again, Hajoon!” Lia put on a blinding smile as she gave a small wave to the man. He nodded in return, offering his own hello. 

“Can I help either of you with any bags or help you carry anything,” Hajoon asked quietly as they walked toward the lounge. Lyra was still on the phone with Jamie, but shook her head at him with a polite smile before mouthing ‘i’m okay, but thank you.’

“It’s okay, we only have one bag each and our purses. We’ve got it, but it’s very nice of you to offer. Really, we’re very grateful for you helping us with all of this. It’s been more than we could have ever asked for.”

Lia’s words were true. Hajoon had gone out of his way for them countless times, not only the last time they had seen the boys but in the last week he had helped them with the NDA KQ had asked them to sign. It had nothing to do with their relationship, but it was very strict and clear that they weren’t supposed to talk about any unreleased music or content coming out for Ateez. 

It was surprising, all of the higher ups were more than pleased that the boys had found the last two in their tether. They were behind them in this as much as they were behind the boys. It was heartwarming to see how close they were with their artists and how much they truly cared for their well being. 

Lyra finally got off the phone and properly greeted Hajoon as she caught up with them. 

“Lia now would probably be the best time to film in this airport, just so you don’t have to leave the group later on.”

“Yeah, hold on let me get my camera out, it is okay if we go a bit slower Hajoon? It’ll let me get some decent footage of the airport.” 

“Sure, we’ve got time to spare before take off and have to cross the airport to get to the lounge. Get what you need.” He was no stranger to content needing to be filmed and how to stay out of the line of the camera. 

Lia spent the next few minutes as they navigated their way through the airport speaking to her camera, getting some shots of her and Lyra here and there. It wasn’t very intense filming as the vlogs were very casual and wouldn’t be regular content through the break. 

She finished up as they were passing the cluster of restaurants that was dead center of the airport.

“Have you all eaten? The boys, you and the other staff?” Lyra asked Hajoon, she knew that her and Lia had very little time to sit and eat through their long day of travel. 

“Oh, we all had lunch and the lounge has some finger foods. We’ve been slightly off schedule today, so we will probably get something for everyone soon. Why? Are you hungry?” 

Lyra couldn’t help but grin at Hajoon’s instinct to take care of others first. “I am hungry, but I was asking because we’re right here. I’m sure you would know what everyone would want to eat, it’s on me tonight, so let's go ahead and stop.” 

“Oh no, it’s my responsibility to take c-” 

“Hajoon. You take wonderful care of everyone, even me and Lia who are not your responsibility. I know buying food and treating people to food is very important in Korean culture. This may not be a large meal out with delectable meats, but please. Let me show our gratitude this way, until we can take you all out to a wonderful dinner.”

Hajoon was touched at the effort the girls were making and after a little more arguing, gave in and let Lyra buy the food for everyone. They settled on buying fried chicken for everyone who was currently with them as a large portion of the staff had already made their way to LA. Those who were flying with them were mostly managers, security for the boys, and one of the stylists. 

All of the staff on tour had been notified of the soulgroups situation, and upon the return of Ateez to Korea the rest of the company who needed to know would be informed. The girls were hesitant for so many people to know, the boys were private people and this was their livelihood. Who knew what the reaction would be from fans if someone told them when the boys weren’t prepared to address it. 

Hajoon and the boys let them know that everyone who worked at the company was contractually obligated to a strict level of confidentiality. It was apparently so legally binding that if someone were to leak information on the boys, about their music or personal affairs, they would not only be terminated but may also face legal repercussions as a violation of privacy in Korea. It was intimidating, just the thought of how much went into this new life they were stepping into. 

But even just the week of talking to them over the phone was more than enough for them to know it was more than worth it. 

After giving the poor workers at the chicken place a heart attack with their order, they were off once again and at the lounge. Hajoon had taken Lyra’s suitcase from her to make it easier for her to carry the bags of food. 

He entered the lounge first and every one of the boys whipped their head to the manager. In seconds they were all standing trying to crowd around the door as the girls came in after Hajoon. 

“Wow, I knew you guys liked fried chicken, but damn. I didn’t know it was enough to get this type of reaction,” Lyra couldn’t help but make a joke about the boys reaction to them entering the room. Affection was hard for her, it was one thing for Lia to show her some affection and be excited to see her. It was still hard for her to think that any of this was real, and they were just as overjoyed to see her as she was to see them. 

She placed the bags of food on one of the tables in the lounge and told Hajoon to get the staff so they could grab some food first then they and the boys would get their food after. 

“YA! I don’t care about the food,” It was Wooyoung who had wrapped his arms around her from the back pulling her into a hug, “I’m excited to see you!”

Lyra gently grabbed his hand that was resting around her waist and squeezed it before turning around to give him a proper hug. Wooyoung was only three inches taller than her, so Lyra’s head fit perfectly into the crook of his neck.

Over his shoulder she could see Lia getting pulled into a hug by San, him picking her up off her feet just slightly causing her to let out a little yelp. At that Lyra let go of Wooyoung so she could go see the other boys and give them their own hugs. 

As she let him go, she turned her head towards his and was met with him doing the same. Their faces were so close that even one small tilt of the head the two could be kissing, but instead she just grinned at him. 

“I missed you,” Wooyoung’s voice was quiet as he spoke the words to her

“I missed you,” Lyra had a brief burst of confidence as she kissed his cheek before heading over to pull Mingi into a hug. 

Lia had already been able to see San, Hongjoong, and was now in the arms of Yeosang. Yeosang had a death grip on Lia, he didn’t say anything as he held on to her just savoring her being there. The playful persona he had taken up with them slipped for a second, but before Lia could even process that she felt his hand go from her lower back to her ass. Then he squeezed. 

“SIR! THAT IS MY BEHIND!” Lia was not quiet in her words causing a few eyes to turn toward the couple and particularly to where Yeosangs had was still on her butt. 

“I am very aware. It’s nice and soft.” He gave it one last squeeze before letting her go and flashing her a smirk. 

“You, specifically, are going to be the death of me.” Lia said to him over her shoulder as she went to hug Jongho. 

Some greetings were longer than others as some boys were more comfortable with physical touch at this stage. The same with the girls, Lia thrived on physical closeness but Lyra was more hesitant. It wasn’t something she was accustomed to receiving from anyone other than Lia and even then it was mostly just her holding her hand or generally being close to her. 

Lyra tended to show her affection through her actions or words, which sometimes worked out and sometimes didn’t. 

“Get some chicken, please. I’ll go last, I really don’t mind.” Lyra and Hongjoong had been going back and forth for a minute or two now about who would go last in grabbing their food. 

“You choose first, I am okay taking whatever is left.” Hongjoong tried putting on his leader's eyes in a silent attempt for her to give into him. 

“Sweetheart. If you don’t get you food right now I will not be a happy camper. I know you all had practice today and you’re all exhausted. Get all the food you want, there will be more than enough food for me after you’ve gotten all you want.” Lyra challenged in her own way turning on her stern southern lady voice in that moment. She was smiling at him and her words were confusing to him, but her eyes left no room for argument. 

To the surprise of all the boys, and the staff who were secretly invested in the small bickering of the two, Hongjoong gave in and went about getting his food. 

“Wow, how did she do that?” Mingi wasn’t sure if he was more scared or impressed that Lyra had just pulled that move on their captain as he asked Lia to explain. 

“She can be very persuasive when she wants. She very rarely takes charge like that, but she kinda like a mama bear sometimes. I think she’s used to taking care of people, she took care of her dad her whole childhood and has taken care of me anytime I get even slightly sick since we were teenagers.” Lia was eating her chicken beside Mingi and looking at him. 

“You get sick?” Seonghwa asked from the other side of her. 

“I have a crappy immune system, so I catch colds easily. Like this past week I had a pretty constant headache and Lyra was making sure I had everything I needed or keeping me from overworking myself.” Lia was casual in her response, not realizing the concern she had stirred in the boys sitting around her.

Lia was focusing on her food when she felt a hand start playing with the back of her hair before carding through it. It was Seonghwa, playing with her hair and looking intently at her.

“Please, don’t be sick. I don’t want you to be unwell, especially if I can’t be there to take care of you.” His words were so gentle.

Lia smiled at him softly before speaking, “I will do my best to be healthy, but that means you and everyone else have to do the same. Don’t think me or Lyra are blind to how tired you all are right now.”

Seonghwa smiled at her and nodded, still playing with her hair. Everyone was settled around the room just waiting until they were to get on the plane, some of the boys seemed to be fighting off sleep now that they were fed and all their soulmates were in the same place. 

The time came to board the plane, the boys and security went first. Then the staff and the girls followed. Almost all of the first class was full of KQ staff and the soulgroup save for one or two empty seats. 

Take off was Lyra’s least favorite part of a plane ride, the feeling of leaving the ground made her whole body hurt. It was like being on a rollercoaster, as the plane took off Lyra grabbed both Hongjoong and Mingi’s hand in hers and squeezed hard.

This caused both boys to turn their heads toward her, seeing her eyes closed tight and her jaw clenched telling them what they needed to know. Her grip lessened as the plan steadied itself in the air. 

“Are you okay?” Mingi asked Lyra from her left

“I’m okay” she answered still holding both of their hands

“You sure?” Hongjoong asked on her right

“As long as you’re all here, I’ll be okay,” she was smiling at them now, but made no move to let go of their hands. 

A row back, Lia was between Jongho and Yunho. She was playing with Jongho’s hand and had pulled Yunho’s hand to sit in her lap for now with full intention to play with his next. She knew she would fall asleep before long, the calming hum of the plane always got to her. 

LA was only a few hours away and then they would get three whole days together. Well, as together as they could be with the boys schedules and concerts, but they would be there nonetheless. 

A/N: Hello all! I am back again :) Also, like always this is something me and my best friend are doing, so it might not always make sense but its just to make us happy lol. Shout out to my best friend for the text convos! I got asked about a tag list, so if you're intrested please let me know! The next chapter will probably have our first bit of smut ;) so get ready for that.

Tag List: @babyhailey819

P.S. If y'all see a spot where i any of Ateez's names are wrong please let me know cause my computer HATES me and always changes them.

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[indndwnshead]

Part IV: Friends to…?

Pairing: Min Yoongi x (f) Reader

Genre/tags: Actors AU, Somewhat Canon Compliant, Stranger to Friends to Lovers, Slow(ish) Burn

Series summary:

It wasn't during your first encounter, nor the second or third. You've lost count of how many times your paths crossed before you truly got to know him. He was a rare soul, hiding his kindness and true emotions, revealing them only through his actions

In this (maybe low-key soulmate AU) story, follow Actress!Reader and Idol!Min Yoongi as their chance encounters gradually blossom into a deep and lasting connection. This is a slowish-burn journey from strangers to friends to lovers, as they bond over shared passions and kindness.

A/N: Warning, this chapter is very self-indulgent, let's just assume it's entirely possible for the scenario to happen :)) Let's be friends and stan Yoongi together on twitter @itsdndwn 💜💜

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Masterlist. Previous Chapter. Next Chapter.

Also read on: AO3

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2025

It was nearing the end of the year when you opened the new script book — the surprise felt like a bolt from the blue when you read what was written on the first page.

Your latest drama role proved to be the breakthrough you had strived for, earning you the title of scene-stealer. You had received constant praise as the drama progressed, but an episode in the middle of the session marked a turning point. In that episode, your character delivered an emotional monologue, a truly defining moment. You had poured your heart and soul into that specific scene, and it had paid off. As it turned out, your standout performance had not only won over the viewers but also the show's creators.

In the final episode of the drama, your character would move on from the leading male character and meet a new love interest. Initially, it had been an implied development, with the leading male character mentioning it in passing, providing your character with closure at the end of the series. However, due to your recent fame, the production company wanted to capitalize on the buzz surrounding your character, leading to the creation of a new subplot for you in the drama's narrative.

Your new storyline was substantial, requiring an additional few days of shooting long after the original ending scene had been filmed. The crew had to rush to edit the new plot into the last two episodes too, making each episode a few minutes longer than the original. To add more buzz to the already high-profile drama, this scene had an added element of surprise for its viewers — a cameo.

You had heard from your agency that your new on-screen partner was not an actor by profession. However, when you received the news of this new addition, the production company was still finalizing the negotiations. So, when you first saw the script over the weekend when that prominent episode aired, you noticed that the name of your on-screen partner was conspicuously absent.

Then, just a few days before the shoot, your heart skipped a beat as you scanned the latest version of the script, complete with the assembled cast and crew. There it was, his name right after yours on the page. You were listed as Park Minseo, and he was there… he was there as Kim Minho, a new character that had been specially crafted for yours.

Min Yoongi as Kim Minho.

It was a twist of fate you hadn't seen coming.

Yoongi had been with you the moment you received the news of being cast in this drama, during his time of service at the shelter. Caught in the surreal moment of landing your first significant role, you had hugged him tightly after he congratulated you. As the initial shock wore off, you both awkwardly shuffled on your feet. Yoongi cleared his throat to break the silence and offered to buy you dinner at your go-to restaurant to celebrate. It was a place you both frequented when your tasks at the shelter left you both famished.

However, several months had passed since your last meeting with Yoongi at his farewell from the shelter. After his official discharge, he had been actively preparing for the group's comeback, and you had been focused on your career as well. You occasionally exchanged texts with him, discussing various topics or sharing random pictures throughout the week. In fact, your most recent text exchange with him had been his compliment on your performance when you delivered that powerful monologue.

As you read through the lines of the new script, you couldn't help but wonder if this was just a coincidence or if it was something more. The thought of reuniting with him, this time on a film set, filled you with a mix of excitement and curiosity. It was as though destiny had once again brought you together, this time in the world of acting, where your paths were destined to cross once more.

You opened your phone to text him. His clipped reply came a few hours later, making you nervous. Against your best judgment, you had continued to text him, the whirlwind of excitement affecting you.

You: Hey, Yoongi. I just received the updated script. You: What a coincidence, huh? Yoongi: Yeah You: I know this isn't your usual thing You: But I'm really looking forward to working together. Yoongi: Sure You: Also, I was thinking You: The producers and our agencies didn't know that we knew each other when they agreed on this project You: Let's keep it that way? Yoongi: Good idea You: Perfect. Thanks, Yoongi

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The day of the shoot arrived, and right from the start, it was evident that Yoongi was having a tough time. He hadn't hidden the fact that he preferred to focus on his music and disliked anything unrelated to it. It was clear that this cameo was not something he had willingly chosen; he was only doing it because his agency had pressured him.

Initially, the role had been intended for his bandmate Seokjin, who wanted to explore acting before their official group comeback. This cameo was the perfect opportunity for him, both in terms of schedule and the role itself. Seokjin, renowned for his devastatingly handsome looks, saw this small part in your romance drama as a chance to showcase his acting skills. The filming schedule was packed into a week, and he wasn't required to be involved in any promotional activities, ensuring it wouldn't interfere with his preparations for the upcoming group comeback.

However, at the last minute, Seokjin had to withdraw from the opportunity due to a sudden injury. While it wasn't a severe injury, it did require him to stay off his feet for the next few weeks, making him unable to participate in the shoot. This created a pressing need for a replacement, as the production company insisted that Big Hit fulfil their contractual obligations and generate the expected buzz. They weren't specific about which member should fill the role.

Unfortunately, with the younger members of the band still fulfilling their military enlistment, and Hoseok facing scheduling conflicts with the shoot, the agency had no choice but to press Yoongi into taking Seokjin's place. The oldest member had also personally appealed to Yoongi, expressing his guilt over the abrupt cancellation and his trust in Yoongi’s skill.

Yoongi's discomfort was evident from the start. He was awkward with acting with a partner, much less of the opposite sex, having only ever acted for music videos with his crew. The shoot was taking longer than it was supposed to, and the results were far from satisfactory.

Yoongi’s obvious negative attitude, coupled with his lack of motivation, quickly soured your mood. You knew he could act; you'd seen his acting in music videos. You damn well knew that Min Yoongi was a professional, and he usually didn't let his feelings affect his work. But your frustration grew within you as once again the director called cut, dissatisfied with what he was seeing on the screen.

When the director finally called for a break, you couldn't contain it any longer and confronted Yoongi, who was still standing beside you. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

Yoongi was surprised by your outburst of anger, he’s so used to seeing your gentle nature in all the time he had known you. Feeling the weight of the impending argument, Yoongi glanced warily at the bustling film set, where crew members hurried about their tasks. He realized that this was not the place for such a confrontation. With a tense expression, he nodded toward a nearby door, signalling for you to follow him to a more private location.

You followed him through the door, and it led to a quiet, dimly lit hallway away from the prying eyes of the crew. The distant sounds of equipment and voices faded as you continued your heated exchange.

"You know that this is incredibly important to me!" Your voice quivered as you looked down on the ground, not willing to let him know how much it affected you. "I've worked so hard to get to this point, and you're ruining it."

"I'm not an actor. I'm a musician." He finally retorted, his voice defensive. "I hate acting in front of people."

"I know this is just one of those unhappy obligations attached to your music career, Yoongi." Your voice was more hushed but no less intense when you spoke again. "But this is my dream."

Yoongi's gaze remained fixed on the floor, his frustration evident. He scratched his head, a nervous habit that betrayed his inner turmoil.

"I didn't sign up for this drama, alright?" He muttered, his voice tinged with resignation. "I didn't want to do it in the first place."

You took a step closer and finally looked up at him, eyes locked with his. As tears welled up in your eyes, you wiped at them angrily with the back of your hand. Your voice quivered as you spoke, your words a plea as much as an accusation.

"You know I've fought tooth and nail to get here," you choked out, "and I can't believe you're just treating this, treating me, like a burden."

You couldn't bear to be in that room any longer. Without a word, you stormed out, your emotions raw and unchecked. It was a rare display of frustration from someone who often appeared cool and composed on the outside.

The filming location was vast, and you wandered, unknowingly, to a secluded spot far from the set. You found solace in the quiet, away from the chaos of the shoot, and took a moment to collect your thoughts.

Meanwhile, Yoongi was left grappling with the situation. His reclusive nature often kept him from expressing his emotions openly. However, those who knew him well understood that he had a tender side, particularly when it came to people he cared about, and you were undoubtedly one of them. He realized the gravity of the argument and how he had let his discomfort with acting get the best of him.

Desperate to make amends, Yoongi began searching for you. He was not one to express his emotion with words, but he was determined to show you how sorry he was. As he wandered through the filming location, his anxiety grew, and he realized how much he needed to find you and make things right.

Finally, he stumbled upon you in that secluded spot. There you were, still visibly upset, but the solitude had given you a chance to collect yourself. When he saw you, a mix of relief and guilt washed over him.

Yoongi approached you cautiously, his cool and aloof exterior momentarily crumbling as he softly called out your name.

You turned to see him standing there, his usual shyness momentarily overshadowed by the urgency of the moment. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken emotions as you looked into each other's eyes, both knowing that this was a turning point in your relationship, and that apologies alone wouldn't mend what had been broken.

Yoongi hesitated for a moment, his gaze shifting to the floor as he gathered his thoughts. He clenched and unclenched his fists, a physical manifestation of the inner turmoil he was experiencing. 

He began softly by calling your name again, his voice barely above a whisper, "I'm... I'm really sorry for how I acted back there." His words were sincere, his voice wavering as he admitted his fears and insecurities. "I know it was wrong, and I let my nerves get the best of me." His eyes finally met yours, filled with a mixture of regret and hope. "I'm just... I'm so nervous, and I'm afraid of failing, of disappointing people, disappointing you."

Your heart softened as you listened to his heartfelt apology. In this private, secluded spot, it felt as though it was just the two of you, sharing a moment of honesty and vulnerability.

"Yoongi," you responded gently, taking a step closer to him. "It's okay. We all have moments of doubt and fear."

As you spoke, you reached out and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, offering comfort and understanding.

"But you don't have to be perfect," you continued, your voice filled with empathy, "and you don't have to pretend to be someone you're not."

Your touch on his shoulder was warm and comforting, and it seemed to ease some of the tension that had been lingering between you.

"All you need to do," you whispered, your fingers gently squeezing his shoulder, "is try your best and trust me."

Yoongi's shoulders began to relax as he absorbed your words, his eyes reflecting a growing sense of understanding.

"Imagine it's just you and me there," you added, your voice filled with encouragement, "just like when we used to take long walks with the shelter dogs."

You offered him an encouraging smile, your gaze unwavering.

"Forget about everyone else," you urged softly, "and just look at me."

At that moment, it felt as though the world outside had faded away, leaving just the two of you in a shared understanding. The walls of pride and frustration had crumbled, replaced by a renewed sense of connection and trust.

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The tension among the crew was palpable when you resumed the shoot. They had witnessed some of your arguments earlier and were frustrated by the lack of chemistry in the previous takes before the break.

But as it turned out, the confrontation was exactly what you both needed.

As you and Yoongi stood amidst the bustling crew and equipment, his eyes were solely focused on you. His gaze was intense, and you, the professional actress, had faltered on the first take, shuddering under the weight of his gaze.

Taking a deep breath, you centered yourself before the camera rolled for the second take. This time, you were ready to meet his gaze head-on.

The director was left speechless by the intense chemistry between you two. Yoongi seemed to be in perfect sync with you, making the first scene incredibly believable. The director offered a few minor suggestions for improvement, but even without his corrections, your acting was already spot on.

The final cut of that first scene signalled the end of your first day of shooting. You and Yoongi had a brief discussion with the director, taking notes on what needed to be adjusted for the next shoot tomorrow.

The director immediately left to call the production company, his mind buzzing with the possibility of a sequel, specifically centered around you and Yoongi.

You turned to face Yoongi, who stood beside you, wearing a genuine smile that expressed your gratitude for his effort. It hadn't been easy for him, and you knew it.

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Little did you know, it wasn't hard for him. Your words from your fight kept ringing in his head on each day of the shoot.

Each time, he focused solely on you, and everyone else on the set quickly disappeared from his mind. He discovered that it wasn't much like acting at all. Minho's smiles as he looked at Minseo were genuinely Yoongi's own. The way he would steal glances at you when he thought no one was looking, or the subtle, tender touches that he initiated during your scenes, were all manifestations of his own desires.

He didn't even realize that some of his actions weren't in the script; he was too immersed in you to remember. You were surprised the first time it happened, but you quickly improvised on your own to enhance your scenes, making them even more heartfelt and authentic. These small, genuine gestures only added to the palpable chemistry between your characters.

The days on set became a delightful dance of unspoken connection, with each take bringing you closer, both as actors and as something more.

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Your subplot wrapped up on a heartwarming note. Minseo, your character, who had been hurt by the lead male character, initially hesitated to accept Minho's, Yoongi's character, confession. There were some emotional twists, but eventually, Minseo decided to let their love story unfold, one step at a time. The subplot concluded in a touching moment where Minho tenderly kissed the back of Minseo's hand.

You shivered when you felt Yoongi's lips on your skin. It was electrifying.

However, after the shoot ended, you bolted, leaving Yoongi confused and a bit hurt. You haven't initiated contact ever since. He gave you space, not wanting to push you further but curious about your sudden retreat from his life.

As expected, when the last two episodes aired, your and Yoongi's names made the biggest buzz, even eclipsing the main couple’s. You were elated, with tons of fans expressing their awe at your chemistry and praising your acting. The hashtag #minmincouple, a play on your characters' names, trended for days, with fans demanding more – more episodes, a new season, or even just a one-episode special.

You hadn't anticipated this level of attention. You knew that Yoongi's name carried a lot of weight, but you didn't expect the sheer amount of attention you received. Naturally, along with the praise came hateful comments that flooded your social media accounts. Internet trolls and toxic fans attacked you for your on-screen chemistry.

The buzz around your pairing led to a snowball effect. Your agency was flooded with new project offers and joint projects with Yoongi. At the behest of both agencies and the production company, you and Yoongi had to do a photo shoot and the accompanying interview as post-aired promotions.

Meanwhile, amidst the chaos of newfound fame, the hateful comments that had taken refuge in your social media accounts, and your potentially unwelcome blossoming feelings, you and Yoongi hadn't spoken since the last day of the shoot. He had tried reaching out, but you, apprehensive about your own feelings, chose not to respond to his texts.

The evening you received the message from your manager, confirming the upcoming photoshoot and interview with Yoongi, a message notification popped up, and you were startled to see Yoongi's name on the screen.

Yoongi: Hey, thanks for guiding me throughout the shoot. I'm glad to experience this with you. Yoongi: Hey, are you okay?  *new unread message* Yoongi: Hey, can we talk about the interview?

Your heart wavered at the sight of his message. It had been a while since you'd heard from him. Seeing his earlier messages again triggered a whirlwind of emotions. His first text was sent on the night of your last shoot, a bittersweet reminder of the intense moments you had shared on set. The second message came when the hate towards you started flooding the gossip columns. You had left both messages unanswered, unsure of how to respond at the time.

This time, you took a deep breath and decided to reply.

You: Hey, Yoongi. Sure, are you free to talk now? I can call. Yoongi: Can I come over? We could talk in person if you're comfortable with it.

You hesitated for a moment, torn between wanting to see him and the uncertainty of your own feelings. But you decided to take a chance.

You: Sure, you can come over. I could use some company.

A short while later, there was a knock at your door. You opened it to find Yoongi standing there, looking genuinely concerned. The sight of him made your heart skip a beat.

"Hey," he said softly as you let him enter your apartment.

You offered a faint smile. "Hey." You led him to your living room, where the cosy sofa sat in front of your TV.

Yoongi began the conversation by offering a heartfelt apology, "I'm really sorry you're receiving a lot of hate because of me. You’ve been amazing in the drama, it’s not fair."

Frowning slightly, you replied, "Hey, it's not your fault, Yoongi. Some 'fans' can get like this, I knew what I was getting into."

Yoongi sighed, "I wish there was more I could do. But I wanted to let you know you're not alone. I’m here if you want to talk about it."

You smiled warmly, touched by his sincerity. "Thank you, Yoongi. That means a lot to me."

For the next few hours, the two of you talked about everything – the drama, your skyrocketing fame, the upcoming photoshoot and interview, and even the updates on your lives since you last saw each other. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and it felt like no time had passed since you last spoke. Yoongi, bless his heart, didn’t bring up the fact that you didn’t reply to his earlier messages.

As the night grew late, Yoongi made a confession, "I've missed talking to you, you know? It's been strange not having you around."

You looked at him, your heart pounding. "Yeah, I've missed you too."

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[owtenen]

LIMITED LIFE EPISODE 1: The Basics

Where I put all the info we know about the mechanics, team-ups, base locations, etc into one location

(below cut is spoilers to LIMITED LIFE, which is series 4 of the life series. Pls don’t get mad if you read it and don’t want spoilers)

I. Participants

No ren :( I'm sad :(

Skizz is back :D

Nothing really big about this part, just that all of the soul pairs except Box Boys are here for potential refs and angst (there has already been a lot)

NOTE: I have only fully watched 6 out of the 14 possible POVs, so info regarding people I haven't watched might be limited to what the comments tell me when I make a mistake This info comes from watching these POVs and snippets of the other ones.

POVs I watched (in this order): Joel, Tango, Jimmy, Etho, Skizz, Cleo

POVs I skimmed (in this order): Martyn, Impulse, Scar

^ I will be consistently watching these POVs + Bdubs every week, however I'll probably watch others when I'm bored or if something big happens lol.

II. Teams/Alliances (from what I can gather from Episode 1)

EDIT: I originally said that Martyn and Scott were individual teams when that was wrong, it looks like they are teamed together and are called the Coral Kids. This change has been made below

Team T.I.E.S: Tango, Impulse, Etho, Skizz

Bad Boys: Grian, Jimmy, Joel

Coral Kids LBGSeas BadBouies : Martyn and Scott

Nosy Neighbors: Pearl and BigB ( + Froggy the Jellie cat)

Cwackers Cockers Clockers: Cleo, Scar, Bdubs

NOTE: Not all of these are NOW official names WAHOO

It seems like everyone is teaming with pretty much their usual crowd (ie, Jimmy/Joel/Grian , Cleo/Bdubs , Skizz/Imp/Tango/Etho) except for the notable exception of BigB and Pearl, which I don't think have teamed up together in a series before?

I could totally see Etho and Martyn teaming up after this episode, especially later in the season when TIES eventually break up.

III. Base Locations (based off of limited info from episode 1)

Team T.I.E.S seems to be basing on the edge of the main land mass underground. I can't tell if they have cows after Martyn's TNT but they have wheat and chickens, as well as sugarcane. NOTE: Etho seems to be basing close to but not WITH Tango, Impulse, and Skizz. Idk what this means but it's interesting to see what happens

Scott and Martyn are basing right next to TIES on a floating island in the ocean. I didn't watch their episodes but from Etho's it looks like they have both sugarcane and a zombie villager in a boat.

Bad Boys are basing .... *checks notes*.... on top of the woodland mansion .... made of wood .... wait? so Jimmy "our Ranch is burning down!" Solidarity and Joel "If the ship burns everything burns!" Smallishbeans are going to base on the top of the most flammable structure known to Minecraft? Okay cool.... this won't go horribly wro- oh and Cleo’s already burned the whole thing down great that lasted about 2 seconds

Cockers Clockers are based literally just at spawn. There entire thing is going to be building a stadium so they can laugh at people when they die.... I hate them (/lie)

Pearl and BigB are based between spawn and the woodland mansion on the edge of the stone cliff. I hope they slay and thrive there

IV. Mechanics

Okay so, there seems to be a lot more rules to this one than the other ones, so here's what I've gathered.

Everyone has a timer that counts down from 24 hours, this timer started when the series started

When the clock reaches 0 for the player, they are eliminated

There seems to be 2 ways to lose time: Being killed or dying. If you are killed by the boogeyman, it subtracts two hours from your time. If you are killed by natural gameplay (ie creeper, fall damage, etc.) you only lose 1 hour of time. (NOTE: it's not said how many hours are taken away if you're killed from non-boogeyman PVP, but I'm assuming it will still be 2 hours)

There is only 1 way to ADD time to your clock: kill players. When you are the boogeyman, you can kill whoever you want, and when you do you are given 30 minutes to your timer. EDIT: thanks to a comment I now have this info: If you are the boogeyman and you fail to kill a player within the 3 hours (that's how long they record for), you are dropped down to the next color life. For example, if you are a green name boogeyman and fail to kill, your time will go down to 16 hours and you will become yellow. This is the same for the yellow to red drop. (NOTE: Some ccs have said in their videos that it's + 1 hour, however Grian's intro says + 30 minutes which is what i'm going off of. Not sure if the + 30 minutes applies to non-boogeyman PVP kills, however I suspect it does)

Everyone starts as a green name, and the players turns yellow when they have less than 16 hours left on their timer. A player turns red when they have less than 8 hour on the clock

Most of the same rules apply to PVP as before: greens cannot kill anyone, yellow names can now kill green names even if they aren't provoked , and red names can kill everyone. Boogeyman kills can happen to anyone regardless of color. I suspect these rules will not be strictly followed like they have been for every season but yaknow we'll see.

V. Episode 1 Specifically

This series seems actually super cool! Here's some of the thoughts as a writer of traffic series fics and just a general enjoyer of episode 1. I like writing my opinions and these were written in real time while I was watching each POV.

🚧 NOTE: Some (like 4) of these points talk about shipping in fics.. I'll label the bullets with the caution tape emoji but I'd just recommend skipping this entire section if you get really pissed or triggered about it. Reminder that I do not ship real people, just the characters.

the Bad Boys are literally just that one (1) 100 hours hardcore episode.

Joel and Jimmy being idiots and dying is so funny, what a couple of idiots (I love them)

🚧 Boat Boys and Ranchers broke up to be with each others soulmates

it didn’t take even 20 minutes for Team Rancher and Boat Boys to break up. A real love loses moment.

I'm convinced Tango decides his friend groups based only on if there names make good acronyms. Like for sure he didn't invite Martyn to join TIES because it would have ruined the name.

Passive boogeyman Scott has left the chat. Man’s a beast.

^ Bdubs boogey first episode once again, this man can't escape the betrayer narrative

The mechanic has so much angst potential. I’m thinking a curse that slowly eats away at your body until you die. As the timer counts down, people will become more desperate to survive and that’s where alliances will fall. This season has probably the best potential for angst out of all of them, especially when people started running out of time.

just imagine with me: Tango and Etho are in a cave, Tango realizes he only has a minute left on his clock while Etho has maybe an hour and a half. Tango can't kill Etho cause it will just kill his friend immediately, so they both have to just... sit there while Tango's timer ticks by and he eventually gets eliminated by the mechanics of the game. HOW HORRIFYING IS THAT PEOPLE !!!!! I love it >:)

BEST? nah it’s team TIES now (rip Bdubs I guess)

Jimmy might escape the narrative just because of Skizz dying so much lol

I actually hate Grian for this. The fic that could be written about it is…. so much

okay but if Clockers dynamic this season is gonna be single mom with two annoying ass twins i’m all for it. I love them for this

🚧 ETHO TURNING DOWN THE ROLL OF DAD FOR BDUBS AND SCAR THANK GOD !!!! While I would love a Clethubs teamup, a nice straight happy family is not the way I wanted it to be done

Poor Skizz man. Dude was so excited to be back just to be killed twice by boogey and then die again by creeper death. Maybe HE can't escape the narrative

Don't get me wrong, I love the idea of this series, and my opinion with probably change as more episodes come out, but I feel like it will be much easier to predict who will win this season than others because of the timer. like there is already a very strong likelihood that skizz will die first, just because if every kill only gives you 30 minutes, he would have to kill 10 people to even get back to normal, where as Bdubs and Scott have already killed 1 person and hasn’t died once, which means they are ahead. Basically, I think we’ll be able to see who will die first/not win very easily, which maybe will take away some of the suspense? I hope not, but that’s my thought rn.

🚧 we were SO CLOSE to a Martyn and Etho team up…. imagine the sus activity that could have happened here. I was so prepared to start writing Martho fics

SKIZZ'S COMPLIMENT TO ETHO WAS LITERALLY SO SWEET? Like it was 100% true and props to Etho for taking it like a champ. Etho really is the most likable guy in the Minecraft space, and he shines like a diamond in these kinds of thing with his friends. I'm glad Skizz took the time to recognize it and say it to his face. He deserves all the love.

🚧 if Bdubs is (maybe canonically) related to both his team members, there is little opportunities for sus mlm activity from him, and he will have to find bitches elsewhere, which might be difficult

TIES are four grown ass men and have three of the BEST redstoners minecraft has to offer and they still can't keep cows alive for more than like 5 minutes. What a bunch of losers

Okay now that I’m thinking about it, Etho might not be completely committed to TIES as it seems. I mean why would he make a base close BUT completely seperate from them? I sense some uh….. drama in the future mayhaps

I love Martyn's editing style it's great

VI. My Bingo Card (🚧)

Uh... so I did a bingo card before the series started and it's already got some good ticks off so here it is after episode 1

🚧 this bingo card contains some shipping/romance spaces, please plan your viewing accordingly

NOTE: I could have probably argued for a lot more of these, but it's no fun to check them all of in ep 1. Also, I didn't watch all the POVS (I think I watched 6/14) so there could have been some of these that happened in the other videos but I'm not watching all the POVS today so there's no point.

Wow sure glad I didn't put any Ren stuff in here (Fr I was originally gonna put a "Ren Win" space on here but thank god I didn't)

that skizz one better happen especially after today

play along if you wish! an unmarked one of these can be found if you stalk my Tumblr page far enough

VII. Conclusion

Um.... this was a really long post.... I'm sorry? I just wanted to make it because I had all this info in my head and it was spinning around in there and it needed to get it out. And maybe someone will find the first part useful! Who knows.

In real conclusion, Etho deserves the win. I don't care what you think should happen, this is what the universe wants. Yes, this is coming from an Ethogirl, and yes, I know I'm also the self proclaimed #1 smallishbeans enjoyer, but i just feel like Etho should be this seasons champ.

Even if I'm looking at it from a completely objective POV, Etho IS one of the top candidates for this specific mechanic/season. He barely dies in these games and he's generally good at boogeykills/PVP so I could see him losing very little time in terms of deaths but gaining a lot with kills. Also, no one really dares to kill him with the boogey (if we can take anything away from last life) so that too is a bonus.

#life series #limited life #life series 4 #trafficblr #bdoubleo100 #bdubs #ethoslab #etho #gtwscar #goodtimeswithscar #grian #inthelittlewood #martyn littlewood #pearlescentmoon #skizzleman #scott smajor #smajor1995 #dangthatsalongname #smallishbeans #joel smallishbeans #jimmy solidarity #solidarity gaming #tangotek #zombiecleo #bigb #impulsesv #omg i actually tagged everyone im so proud of myself #im not tagging trafficshipping because this is not primarily about shipping #I warned people about the parts that are so you can't get mad at me :) #thanks okay bye im going eat dinner

[thesherrinfordfacility]

wow so in the championships of fucked up batshit posts written by rhi✨, i do think this takes the title but i am really concerned that this might be the case... so,, hear me out

s2 = possibly clue? like, for real???? like alternative EP1 ENDINGS/SCENES???

so laure @theeminentlyimpractical and i had basically noticed at the same time that crowley's sideburns drastically change clip to clip, promo to promo, throughout the stuff we have of s2 so far, and this led us to have the, i guess, fairly insignificant theory that there is a falling out and a timeskip. now obvs this theory is quite old, very much in its infancy, and probably very inaccurate, but like 2500 people have at least seen it and we have reputations to maintain so we looked into it further

now pretty much ALL content released to us is either ep1 or ep2, or minisodes, or maybe the odd photo (e.g. i think the aziraphale/clipboard one is firmly ep5). but most stuff we have tbh can almost be chronologically traced and plotted. well - all except this:

the scene where crowley finds out about the naked man friend? short sideburns:

in the shop, finding out that it's gabriel?

long sideburns.

(not to mention that crowley's glasses change between ep1 and ep2 somewhere but that's a different story)

now i know that this could be an error with make up, or additional photography etc blah blah blah but one appears to be forgetting that this is amazon, and id put my money on every single person on that set wanting s2 to be nothing short of loophole free, continuity error-less perfection *😘👌*

so my Occam's razor is there is something we are missing between these two scenes in particular, or one of the scenes is not as it seems. from what we have worked out (and save this post because ill hopefully link in a sideburn timeline once laure and i have got our shit together and are operating on the same timezone again) most of ep1 and ep2 plot seems to feature crowley with short sideburns and predominantly the silver (not grey) sunglasses

whilst we have spotted a couple of confusing possible exceptions to this (example is below), it feels like overall that's basically right. bearing in mind that stuff that might say it's an official promo from e.g. ep4 may actually refer to events in ep2 --- there is nothing to say that the story has to be told in chronological, linear order!!!

so yeah overall; everything with crowley, present day, for ep1/2 is shortburns. now an interesting tidbit ive found from accounts of the nycc screening (and speaking to lovely people who gave me more info, not sure if they want to be named!!!) is that the screening

did not show an ending for episode 1.

that it basically ran straight through to the job minisode cold open, and then into the ep2 opening credits. for clarification, there was no ending credit for ep1, and apparently nothing to show that there was an end (e.g. no big gutsy 'well then... welcome to the end times' scene) ***and this is where i need input from sdcc people!!!

so apparently (and this may need further input), the last scene that took place before the job minisode is crowley returning to help with the miracle on gabriel to hide him... now im not sure if this is the same scene as the "I'm back"/apology dance scene (which btw we think is a shortburn/silver glasses scene, which is even weirder) but if someone could let me know that would be great ✨EDIT: CONFIRMED✨

👀 at sdcc viewers that only saw ep1 - WHERE DID IT END???

so in summary: the first sideburn loophole we have is the "ah gabriel!!" scene. obvs people have seen it so it's not a flashback, but i think potentially there will be additional scenes added to ep1 + an official ending upon the full release... or potentially scenes are replaced altogether to prevent spoilers from the screening? hmmm

does this remind anyone of clue lmaooooo wink wink

second, this is also an issue: so the first screenshot im pretty sure is late ep2 after aziraphale is talking to a rug salesman...? but features les longburns and possibly grey glasses:

but then this ep3 interaction with muriel? them burns are definitely short, which could obvs mean it is posed as a flashback, but those are DEFINITELY crowley's new grey glasses?

so yeah I'll be honest I'm not sure how far ill swing with this but ill keep updating with more info and link to the timeline etc etc, but yeah i think someone might have been writing a love letter to clue rather than writing s2 hahaha✨✨✨

but all nycc screening viewers pls come scream at me about this!!! and sdcc please tell us where ep1 ended??????

#good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens spoilers #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens speculation #not a shitpost but its good omens babyyyy

[majesticwren]

this is part II of this previous smutty one-shot. That one is still a stand-alone but, after this point, it is officially a multichaper. part III to come soon. edit: part III is done. be advised, this entire project is done solely for my pleasure, i am indulging myself so much with this. the angst that it carries (because yes there will be more coming - i am very good very evil) it's the energy I crave please don't come for me and trust the process I'll feed you smut. it is edited but not proofread. enjoy.

trigger warning/s: angst angst angst, poly relationship dynamics, reference to sex, reference to threesome, smut, oral f receiving, shit loads of misunderstandings and miscommunication, swearing, OFC is unhinged and is her own trigger warning.

<- part I | part III -> prequel part I -> | part II -> | part III -> | part IV -> Masterlist

Erika sat still and collected. She had already been told off a few times because she was too fidgety so, now, it became a game of control on her own subconscious and nervous system.

She was releasing her frustration by biting the inside of her cheek and lips instead. It was just as bad as bouncing her knee or just generally being unable to sit still and empty-handed for longer than thirty seconds, but it was better manageable when her nail technician required her absolute stillness to work.

Not that she was winning. Not at all. Her mind was too busy. But, at least, it was fun to pretend she had everything under control. Everything was fine. Erika kept repeating that to herself – like a prayer. She truly believed if she did it for long enough it would have become true. Because the alternative was having a breakdown, and she couldn’t afford one of those. Not when it risked to jeopardize the precarious balance her life had.

She was happy. She had been happy for a very long time. She had no right to suddenly feel like her very lucky, very privileged life could be somehow tight. And yet, she couldn’t shake the claustrophobic feeling of feeling trapped in a small box. This was exactly why she spent every waking second feeling guilty and every sleeping moment being tormented by her subconscious painfully reminding her about everything she didn’t have.

It wasn’t fair. And not because she thought the universe was torturing her, but because she was aware she was the problem.

She was a wild card; which was all fun and games until she got to moments of her life like that one when she decided she needed a revolution.

When she was younger, she tended to act out. Sometimes she thought her family was too nice, so she went and created problems. Sometimes she hated being pretty and how easy life seemed to be, so she would become nasty. Sometimes people would assume she was nothing more than a pretty face, and she would think about the smartest, cruellest way to get revenge. Sometimes all Erika craved was attention and would indulge in sex, alcohol or drug abuse to get what she wanted. It started when she was very young, some may say too young to understand the consequences of her actions. Her brother helped her out of most of the shit she found herself drowning in even before she was twenty.

And then she met Kyle.

He had been different from any other guy or girl she had ever interacted with. She knew since the very beginning he was special to her, she was attracted to him like a moth to light. She couldn't stay away. But he too was a little rebellious act she did despite Mark when her brother noticed her interest, assumed wrong of her intentions and suggested to her to stay away from Kyle because he had no intention of seeing her breaking his heart.

She took him literally and proceeded to do exactly what Mark had asked her not to. She broke Kyle’s heart. And it took her time to understand her mistake and fix it.

The thing was, she wasn’t a teenager anymore. She hadn’t allowed herself to act on a whim in a very long time and she wasn’t about to justify herself to risk ruining her perfect fairytale life.

She got to do the job of her dreams, having a career many would kill for, not only that but she was also making good money for her skill. And she got to travel the world side by side with her amazing, beautiful and talented boyfriend, making many friends along the way. It felt like nothing but a privilege to her. Some may have been deserved, but privilege all the same.

The idea that she was going to possibly ruin it all was terrifying.

But, everything was fine, she reminded herself.

“So,” Regina, the girl working on her nails, sent her a curious look from the other side of the table. “You look very pretty today. I see you had your lashes done?”

“Just this morning,” Erika nodded, “and my hair too.”

“I see,” the girl’s look became suddenly cheeky. She was a proper chatter-box who lived for the scandalous gossip her clients brought to the salon. They all were. There and at the hair salon just across the way. Which was mostly pleasant and harmless, but Erika had a feeling of what was coming and didn’t have the patience to hold a conversation. “Any special occasion?”

She shrugged. “Just a little party between friends.”

“Ah, yes?”

“My brother is coming back from Australia after a month,” Erika decided to give in a little, “we organised a small gathering for him.”

“You are an awful lot beautiful for just a casual event.”

“Can’t change perfection, sorry darling,” Erika giggled, finding some soothe in the distraction that conversation brought.

Regina chuckled too. “And what about your dashing boyfriend? Is he gonna be there?”

Erika grinned proudly, knowing very well how pretty Kyle was and how much attention he always got. Thankfully she wasn’t the jealous type. “Of course. You might be in for a treat actually,” Erika raised her chin, basking in her bragging. “He is around and will pick me up when I’m done.”

“Oh,” Regina shook her shoulders, all excited, “You just made my day. Girls!” she called referring to the rest of the salon, “Erika’s boyfriend is popping by!” A small burst of celebrations occurred among the girls present, someone clapped, someone tapped the work surface and a few howled, just for everyone to then cheer joyfully. Erika too, giggled to herself allowing herself to let go of some of her concerns.

Thinking about Kyle made it better. Mostly.

“You will understand what we mean as soon as you see him,” Regina hinted to the girl sitting next to Erika, who was giving everyone very suspicious looks. “I tell you these Australians are something else.”

Erika shook her head, rolling her eyes. “What can I say, eh? We are the best country in the world, after all.”

“Well, tell me about this party, girlie,” Regina continued, focusing back on the final details of her nails. “Are all your famous friends going to be there?”

“No,” any trace of joy left Erika. She huffed as enthusiasm washed off her. She was just exhausted. “Just a couple,”

“Well? Cheer up, love, what’s that sudden long face for? You can’t be all done up like this and be sad. Not on my nails.”

“I’m sorry Regina,” Erika sighed, “I am just tired, it’s been a long day and I haven’t slept at all well.”

“I bet. With a guy like your boy, I’d struggle to sleep every night too.”

Erika chuckled. She knew exactly how to respond to keep that little chitchat going, just to occupy time, but she didn’t say it. She was done talking. Not because she didn’t enjoy it, only because she was done holding up a mask. Her social battery was running out so quickly and she still had to deal with the last bits to get ready for the party and the event itself.

It wasn’t like she wasn’t looking forward to seeing her brother after so long. She was so happy he was coming back to the UK, she missed him so much. But the idea of a party with all their close friends was enough to make her feel exhausted already. To be precise, it was the idea of a party with Will present that made her feel completely overwhelmed.

Will was her problem.

Her chest still ached thinking about how cold and awkward it had been between them ever since the night they spent together. He didn’t seem to have any problem with Kyle, they kept spending as much time together as they could. But with her, he was a completely different guy.

They hadn’t talked since the morning after. And ever since, Will had been avoiding her. If they were so unlucky to cross paths, the words they exchanged were brief and distant. No eye contact.

Saying she was heartbroken wasn’t enough.

Erika was aware they only had sex once and no one had talked about feelings. Yet, she wasn’t prepared to be treated so awkwardly. Especially after what they had. It meant something to her. It meant something Will stayed that night and they all slept snuggled on each other. It meant something that she now knew the scent of his skin or how he snored when he was on his right side.

Being aware of what they shared and that Will now took part of her away, even if he wasn’t willing to accept it, was the only thing she could think about. And it was her burden to carry. Every time she had to remind herself how things were going to be carved a deeper hole into her chest. And at the same time, there was a need, a hunger, gnawing at her bones, leaving her feeling cold. And alone.

The most shameful part of it was that she didn’t have the heart to open up with Kyle about it. For the first time, she found herself keeping secrets from him.

She felt dirty every second and she knew Kyle was trying his best to understand her and leaving her space, although she also knew he was hurting knowing something was happening. It was a price she was willing to pay, though. She had no intention of being the reason to slip any doubt in between him and Will.

Erika had tried to soothe whatever was going on between them in the second best way she knew how to be close to Kyle since she had decided not to talk with him, and that was through sex. They had a way of always finding each other when they were intimate. It created a connection that was able to reassure her and take away some of her pain. Although the thought of Will was never gone for long.

She had thought about it long and hard. For some time, she had even started to get extremely concerned, wondering whether or not she had made the biggest mistake of her life and had cheated on Kyle right in front of him. But then she pretty quickly realised that wasn’t the case. The worth Kyle had to her was unchanged, Kyle still owned her heart. Only now it also ached for someone else.

“Oh,” Regina cooed, “heads up,” the moment she hinted at the entrance door, the bell rang, announcing someone’s arrival.

Erika followed Regina’s gaze and immediately melted into a warm smile as she recognised Kyle. Her body relaxed, her skin warmed up and her spirit shone a little brighter for him.

“Hey,” she chirped.

The salon seemed to fall into awe. Erika was hoping it was only her impression, although she didn’t miss the awkward, timid look Kyle sent all around. The more eyes set on him he found, the more his cheeks blushed.

He held his half-empty gym bag in one hand and was still wearing his gym gear, which was composed of baggy shorts and an unmatching old hoodie he had ripped the sleeves off only so he could show his arms. It was incredible how effortless his prettiness was. He could still look so attractive even in the lowest maintenance circumstances. It was mind-blowing.

“Hey baby,” his voice broke her train of thought, “you ok?”

“Your girlie here seems to be very tired,” Regina looked directly at him, sending him a challenging look, “she said you keep her up all night.”

Kyle blushed violently. His pale eyes glimmered with interest as he looked back at Erika, puzzled but amused as a timid smile peeked on his lips. “Pardon?”

“Nothing. Ignore her, please,” Erika sent a warning glare to Regina, hoping she could behave herself.

Kyle cleared his voice and nodded, “Right. Are you almost done?” He wondered leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the lips.

Erika looked back at Regina who nodded, looking at her work on her nails. “Almost. Ten, fifteen minutes?”

Kyle’s attention didn’t move from Erika. “Do you want me to come back?”

“No,” Regina replied instead, offering a kiss-ass grin, “Stay, have a seat on our booth, we got lovely colourful magazines and fresh cucumber water! Just ask.”

To his sudden confusion, Erika chuckled, leaning her head back as she looked up at him. “You are very popular in this establishment baby, you might want to consider switching careers.”

“Oh, yeah?” he wondered leaning in for another kiss, causing some of the women around them to ooh them. “And what would you have me do, ladies?”

“Just stand there and be pretty. That’s more than enough.” Erika explained.

Kyle offered a large smile to everyone present. “I see. Well, I’ll be sitting over there where everyone can easily look at me while you finish up.”

“Thank you,” Erika cooed and looked at him as he crossed the small salon and dropped himself on the small booth by the door. “Will says hi, by the way,” he casually began, opening up a random magazine.

Erika choked.

She turned towards Regina, as if hiding away could somehow shoo off the feelings that hit her like a landslide of heavy boulders rolling above her chest. So many questions crowded her mind, but, above anything, she was outraged.

What did it mean that Will said hi? Just like that? Casually? Like nothing happened? Was that the next step? From the awkwardness of knowing they saw each other naked and had sex to the complete denial it even ever happened? Was she that forgettable? And why would Kyle just say it like that? Like it was the most normal thing in the world? Did he think nothing happened too? Did that night mean nothing to him? Was he truly so blind not to notice how she was hurting and how Will hadn’t talked to her in days?

The room around her felt suddenly too small to breathe. The low murmur surrounding her and the ambience music became too loud to bear. She felt like she was falling into a black void and sitting there, unable to move, was unthinkable.

“Are you ok?”

Erika ignored Regina, shaking her words with a shrug. “Yes. Can you hurry up?”

“I mean I have the last layer of polish to do,” Regina frowned, “are you not feeling well?”

“No, I am ok, thank you. Just finish up, I just remembered I have something urgent I need to do.”

Erika barely managed to sit after that. She felt uncomfortable in her clothes, under her skin. When her nails were finally done, she had never bolted out of that place as quickly as she did. Generally, she’d indulge in some small chit-chat and a drink or their flavoured water, just as a courtesy. Not that time. She didn’t even stop to give Kyle the time to get up.

“Hey,” he shouted at her as she went through the door, “Hey, Erika, hold on,” he continued and when she didn’t stop for him, he grabbed her arm, bringing her to a hold. “Baby, what’s wrong?

She hissed, shaking her head. “Nothing is wrong. Let’s just go. Mark will land in a few hours,”

“Yes. I know. I am the one who needs to go pick him up.” Erika tried to escape his hold, but Kyle held on, his grab was gentle but solid. “Will you stop one second? What happened? What did I do?”

Her heart was squeezed between guilt and regret. Erika raised a hand to him, cupping his cheek. “Nothing.” God, she wished she could pick him up and press him into her chest, “You had done nothing wrong; I just want to go home.”

How much she wished that could be enough. She wanted to drown in his eyes and disappear.

Kyle hesitated. His eyes cruised on her face, trying to read the answers he wanted from her features. And still, he kept his tongue-tied.

He knew. She was aware Kyle knew something was up. He had known since the very beginning and she knew he was smart enough to connect the dots, only he never dared to overstep. Even though she desperately needed him to shake some sense into her.

He let her go, releasing a soft huff. “Ok.” He raised his hands peacefully, “Let’s take you home.”

“I’m gonna be late,” Kyle pushed his face into the crook of her neck, brushing his lips on her collarbones.

She released a soft giggle, bending underneath him. “Passport control always takes ages,” Erika argued, wrapping her legs around his waist and keeping him exactly where he was standing in response. “Mark can wait,” she purred, her hands were all over Kyle as she sat back on her vanity table surface, pulling him closer.

He caught her lips in a heated kiss, unable to deny her. His big hands moved on her sides and down to her thighs. As soon as his palms touched her skin, Erika purred, melting under him. He easily lifted the soft material of the silk shift she was wearing, exposing her.

“You are so bad,” Kyle pressed his smile on her chin, “you’d let your brother wait all alone in the airport after the longest flight ever just to have some more sex.”

“Yes,” she pouted, ready to beg if necessary, “you should take it as a compliment.”

They had been going at it ever since they came home. Everything that was supposed to be said, everything that they were supposed to talk about, that Kyle wanted to ask and Erika needed to say, was forgotten once more just so they could find their connection skin on skin.

It was blissful. Selfish, maybe, from both parts. And yet tremendously sweet. When she was between Kyle’s arms her mind was quiet and she felt safe. Nothing was threatening to hurt them. Nothing wrong.

And she simply couldn’t let go.

They had sex already twice while getting ready but it didn’t seem like they were done. It was easy for her to forget she was supposed to concentrate on doing her makeup and let him finish dressing up to go and pick up Mark.

Kyle followed her neck, down to her chest, kissing, licking and nibbling on her soft, sensitive skin. When he continued down her sternum, unbothered by the thin material dividing him from her direct skin, Erika understood his intention and encouraged him with a soft whimper.

He kneeled in front of her throwing her legs over his shoulders. His hands traced to her waist, surrounding her like a belt and holding her steady. His attention was only for her as he looked up, pale blue eyes glimmering with hot lust.

“I do not have time,” he reminded her, bending his head and pressing his lips against the inside of her thigh, “but I can’t leave you knowing you are so needy.”

“No, you can’t,” her breath was hot and heavy as she looked at him move. “God,” she dared to chuckle, pushing a hand into his hair and keeping balance with the other. “You are so pretty in between my thighs it fucking hurts.”

“Yeah?” He wondered, only pretending not to be aware of the effect he had on her. The smirk he pulled gave her a shiver. He kissed higher up on her thigh. His lips were close to her core she felt his hot breath on her exposed flesh, and yet not giving her the satisfaction yet.

She whimpered, nodding and stretching, feeling her need to find pleasure becoming an inconvenient ache pressing on her abdomen. “Please, Kyle,”

He didn’t let her waste any more breath. Holding her steady, he pushed his face into her and ate her up like she was made of honey. Erika almost lost every faculty as soon as his tongue caressed her folds, and she was completely gone by the time he started sucking her flesh. A moan vibrated through his chest, sending her to another planet.

The air was soon filled with the obscene noises of Kyle’s mouth wrapped around her sex, accompanied by her moans. She wasn’t even trying to keep quiet by then.

Pleasure started to build up inside of her stomach, sending electric shivers all across her limbs. Erika barely managed to balance herself up with an arm, but she didn’t care, she craved to push her fingers deeper between his hair just to hold him. In response, he looked straight up at her. His blue eyes were astonishingly beautiful. Making eye contact in such a moment was ravaging, so powerful her skin crawled with goosebumps, as pleasure only built.

Erika didn’t take long to reach her edge and didn’t do anything to try and hold herself. She let herself go as her pleasure took over, growing through her, tensing her muscles as shivers crawled on her skin. Kyle skilfully guided her through her pleasure, following the movement of her hips and the quickness of her breath to know when she got close to reaching her orgasm and then, he gave her exactly what she wanted, exactly what she needed, accompanying her through her release. She unravelled against him, her body shaking uncontrollably between his arms, as she called his name, lost in yet again another wave of pure bliss.

She then watched him rise to his feet. They were both out of breath. Erika felt pure electricity flowing in between them and under her skin and when he cleaned his chin and mouth up with his hand, she quivered, biting down on her lower lip not to beg him for more.

She needed another shower. A cold one.

Erika slid her hands across his bare chest, looking at the scratch marks she left on his skin with extreme pride. “I wish we could just be like this all the time.”

“What? Having sex instead of being responsible and doing adult things?”

“Precisely.” She looked away hiding from him, herself and everything else. The moment he’d leave her she would have only gone back to go insane again.

Kyle smiled softly. It was like he caught a glimpse of her sadness and, cupping her face, he made her look back at him. “I wish you talked to me,” his sweet request hit her right in the middle of the chest and ripped her apart. “You know I am here for you and I will always give you what you want. But I wish you’d tell me what’s wrong.”

She froze. Erika wished she could quit being that way. She wished it was just easier; she wished she let herself accept it could be easier. Instead, she pushed him away. “Yes,” she murmured sadly, “I know.” Erika attentively got back on her feet, still feeling her legs weak underneath her.

Kyle nodded. Her closing up to him once more was something that hurt him. She saw it, she knew him well enough and just wished she could be different.

She tried. For a moment they looked at each other and she truly tried to make her thoughts and emotions into words, but the knot in her throat silenced her. Her hesitation cost her their moment because Kyle was the one who broke eye contact and let her go.

He moved across the room and into the bathroom, quickly making himself presentable before slipping into the clean t-shirt he had already put on twice before and that had been promptly removed and thrown on the floor twice over. Then, he quietly picked a pair of white sketchers and sat on the edge of the bed to put them on.

Erika wanted so badly to pretend everything was ok. They just spent a couple of hours having fun, ignoring responsibilities to just fool around with each other, yet the air between them was suddenly frosty. She still faked it. She was so good at it. She pulled her stool back in front of the table and sat back down, looking at herself in the mirror.

She was a mess. Her makeup needed to be redone. She needed a thick mask to cover up all the hurt showing in her eyes.

“Is it Will?” Kyle finally broke the silence. “Don’t answer to that. I know whatever is going on with you is connected to Will. I am not stupid.”

Erika closed her eyes and looked away, hiding from her reflection and Kyle’s gaze in the mirror. “We don’t have time for this.”

“We do. Passport control takes ages,” Kyle reminded her. “Erika, please, it’s me. Tell me. I need to know if I did something wrong, somehow?”

“You didn’t. You never would,” Erika turned over to him, “But please, I am begging you, I can’t deal to talk about Will.”

“Did he hurt you?” His voice was suddenly so severe it scared her.

“What!?” She shook her head, “No! Of course, not.” Even though he hadn’t acknowledged her for days now, and that distance between them was hurting more than she could ever say.

“Then what? What happened the other night that made you have such a change of heart? I thought you enjoyed yourself.”

“I did,” Erika needed to reassure him. Now more than ever she noticed the frustration he felt in his inability to reach her. Something was tormenting him in and now he wasn’t hiding how desperately he wanted to fix whatever was hurting her.

Erika got up and quickly moved to him. Her hands moved around his face without her even thinking about it, she needed to touch him to make contact. “I did enjoy myself. I wanted it.” Erika had to fight not to let memories flood into her mind.

“Then what is it? I left you your space and I don’t mean to overstep, but I thought you’d take a moment and then you’d look for me. But you haven’t. You are shutting me out.”

“I am not,” she knew he was right and still proceeded to deny it, “I did look for you.”

“When? You are over there and I am over here, I feel you slip away through my fingers.”

Erika took his hand and pressed it against her chest, letting him feel her taking a deep breath. “I just did. I do it all the time.”

Kyle shook his head. “Sex isn’t enough anymore, Erika. I need to know what’s going on in your head. In your heart. I can’t take it anymore, please tell me what’s wrong. Tell me how to fix it.”

“You can’t fix it,” she shook her head, “It will pass. It doesn’t matter.”

“It matters. It matters to you. It matters to me. And it matters to Will.”

Erika chuckled sarcastically, shaking her head. “Well about that I doubt.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means nothing. Kyle, please,” she huffed, trying to regulate her emotions in a way that wasn’t falling into an argument with the only person who didn’t deserve any of what she was throwing at him. “Go and pick up Mark. Let’s get through the party and then,”

“Then what? Will you talk to me then?”

“If I say yes?”

“I want to believe you.” Kyle looked up at her, defeated, “I need to believe you. But I don’t.”

“OK, I can deal with that. What I can’t deal with is talking about Will now.”

“You will have to deal with him sooner or later, he is going to come over.”

“Yes, I am aware.”

“I just don’t understand what happened. You just shut both of us out.”

“Kyle,” Erika shook her head, “please, I am begging you.”

He looked so hurt. And so precious. Erika felt the need to scream and break something. It wasn’t fair, he didn’t deserve to be treated that way. And yet she couldn’t bring herself to do anything different. In her chest guilt and shame vibrated, twisting her stomach painfully.

“Right,” Kyle dropped it, “fine.” He got up and leaned in, softly kissing her forehead.

“I am so sorry,” she whispered, looking away, trying to fight her tears and her pain. She hated to put more weight on Kyle’s shoulders, especially since she had the impression he felt somehow responsible.

“When you are ready, I’ll be there,” he left her. “Get ready. I’ll be back soon.”

“Ok,” she whispered and watched him leave the bedroom feeling suddenly so lonely and lost.

She hated herself sometimes. She knew why she acted the way she did. She understood her ways and yet she wished she could snap her fingers and just stop being a prick. Especially with Kyle.

He left without saying goodbye and when she was left completely alone, Erika stood in the middle of her bedroom for an ungodly amount of time, just looking at nothing, spacing out into her doubts and despair.

When she realised she was so cold she was shivering painfully, she decided it was time to get a grip. To not let her brain take over and ruin her completely, she put some music on letting the living room speakers play loud, as she hopped in the shower, hoping to wash her problems off her skin.

An hour later she had all the arrogance to lie even to herself and think she was stronger than ever. Able to tackle anything. Everything was fine. It was still her favourite prayer.

She had decided to melt her nerves helped by a shot of tequila to get her going. Her make-up was done. Her hair was fixed. She looked pretty, expensive and unbothered, just like she wanted. A perfectly executed mask. She only pretended she was wearing a cute outfit she casually picked when she had the specific plan to be looked at.

Will was going to be there and she had every intention of getting his attention, one way or the other. It became a matter of pride. If he was doing everything in his power to ignore her and pretend nothing happened, she was set to make it as difficult as humanly possible for him. She needed to win. It was easier to think it that way than sulk. She was done being passive to her pain. She wanted answers and she would have got them by the end of the evening.

She even had the time to get the ambience around the apartment just right to host a small gathering and just double-checked with the catering that they’d be on time to set up before their friends arrived.

When the doorbell went off, she gasped with surprise, fooling herself she could act completely cool. Everything was fine.

She hopped across her apartment on her tippytoes, still not wearing shoes. She was hoping it could be Kyle and Mark already even though she knew it was way too early. After picking Mark up from the airport, which was a potential forty-five minutes’ drive in traffic, Kyle was supposed to drop Mark back at his place before driving him back there. It couldn’t be them. Plus, Kyle had the keys to get in the house. But she still answered the door with the same enthusiasm and expectations.

“Hello,” she chirped, “come on up. Fifth floor,” she explained, realising it was probably the much less exciting catering guys coming in to set up.

Erika was still fiddling with her golden hoop earrings when she opened the door, ready to welcome their hired employees with a big smile. In the background, Rich Girl, by Daryll Hall and John Oates was playing. “Hi, welcome,” as soon as her eyes set on the person standing by the entrance, she choked. Her smile hung on her lips and slowly froze when she realised, she wasn’t going to welcome Kyle or her brother and neither was the catering.

“Will,” she frowned, her throat sealed shut. It was the first time she saw him in days. She hid behind the door, trying to hold herself up. She had been doing such a good job, she couldn’t crumble the first second they interacted. “What are you doing here?”

He had his hands dug deep into his trousers and was looking straight at the floor, doing everything in his power to avoid eye contact. “Mark’s party. I was invited, remember?”

The monotone in his deep voice drove her insane, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to slam the door in his face or choke him out more.

She rolled her eyes. “Yes. I know. I mean this early.”

He shrugged. “I can come back if you prefer,”

Erika widened the door, sliding to the side and signing him to come in. “Don’t be stupid. Kyle and Mark aren’t here yet though.”

She did everything in her power to maintain her decorum. If she wanted to survive that evening, she needed to rise above. And yet, she already couldn’t think clearly.

As Will entered her home, awkwardly looking around, she inhaled deeply his scent. She was taken by a primal need for her to know what perfume he was wearing. But it went deeper than that as she realised what she was looking for was the smell of his skin, bare, sweaty and marked by sex.

It was beyond her. Memories hit her stronger than ever. She felt his callous hands on her skin, his ghostly fingers traced her body, making her doubt what was reality and what was a dream. She could still taste his mouth on her tongue just as clearly as she could feel his curly hair in between her fingers. Just like she was still in his arms, she could feel the pressure of his hold or the weight of his body on hers.

It was excruciating. Unbearable. Made her want to rip her hair out and run away, never to come back. But mostly, it made her feel so small and insignificant. She wouldn’t have made it.

She wanted him so bad it hurt in places she wasn’t aware could hurt a person.

Will still didn’t look at her. “Do you have any booze?”

“Fridge for beer or wine, and mixers, don’t touch the bubbly. Freezer for vodka. Wine rack for more wine and tequila. Knock yourself out.” She turned around, pretending she didn’t care. Maybe she could have hidden in the bedroom until someone else arrived.

No.

She had promised herself she’d stop being a coward and a prick and would handle the situation. And that was the perfect occasion to get what she wanted.

“I’m gonna finish getting ready. Mind letting the catering people in when they arrive?”

“Sure.” She heard him pop a beer open.

She wondered if he was looking at her then. She hoped he was. She was ready for a fight. She was ready to get it over with because she couldn’t take to have that awful, awkward situation hanging above her life, shaving off happiness from her current relationship. But, deep down, she was still naively hoping to get what she wanted. Which was Will.

She turned around, deciding to get to her best weapons immediately. First artillery fire. She leaned against the bedroom doorframe, looking directly at Will, ignoring how intensely he was studying every title in Kyle’s collection of pop-punk vinyl CDs. She didn’t know him to have ever been that interested in that music genre before.

“Do you like my dress, Will?” She wondered casually and watched his reaction with a dangerous, magnetic smile printed on her lips.

She watched avidly how he stiffened, raising his head and widening his shoulders, which only made her ego grow. Will didn’t move for the longest couple of seconds as his eyes traced up on the wall in front of him. He didn’t dare to look back but his eyes did move on the dozen frames patching up the wall retracting professional pictures of wrestling matches. Only the best of her work was exposed like in a gallery. Will had more than one spot on her wall. Now she was starting to understand why she liked to portray him so much.

“Don’t ignore me.”

He hissed, clearly bothered by her voice. “I am not.”

“So?”

“I dunno. Doesn’t matter what I think, does it?”

“It does if I am asking.”

He huffed and then hid behind his beer, taking two good gulps of it before just shaking his head. “Sure. You look very nice. But you know that. So, why bother asking me?”

“How would you know? You haven’t even looked at me once.”

Will tutted and let his head fall back, releasing some of his frustration in a huff. He was still not facing her. “I am not playing your game, Erika.”

“Look at me, Will.” She ordered, summoning all her strength not to let any of her desperation show. She wanted to sound authoritative and not like a little scared girl who just wanted to be held. Somehow it made sense in her mind that that could be her best plan.

It seemed like he was willing to fight her. For a split second, he held his position, without daring to move. He was holding his breath. But then, something gave in and he did turn. Not completely, as if he was still trying not to expose himself to her. But he did. And when he did, his eyes sliced through her like daggers, severe and detached. She didn’t recognise the cold in his gaze and kept stumbling in the fear that she was continuing to make mistakes.

That moment was the first that Erika realised it wasn’t only about the sex anymore. She wasn’t only looking at a man that couldn’t recognise being the same who held her so tenderly. But she also couldn’t recognise the Will she had liked and respected for so long from before. Before everything, they had been friends for a long time. Years. They shared trips, work, holidays, accommodations, and moments of their lives that will always connect them. And yet, she was now cut out of it.

She was hurting so bad.

But, for the life of her, Erika didn’t dare to show an inch of it. He didn’t deserve it.

If that’s how it had to be, then she was determined to make him regret his choices.

Will shrugged. “So? What am I supposed to look at?” She was the one who was hit. But Will wasn’t done. “Let’s do this like civil adults, shall we? I am here for Kyle and Mark, let’s get through this. In a couple of days, I’ll be on the road again in Japan.”

“What does that have to do with anything?” Knowing he was going to be gone fairly soon disheartened her. It didn’t seem like she was going to prove any point, let alone win at anything. And he was going away soon, maybe that was it, that was her answer. Let it go, for everyone’s sake.

“You know what I mean.”

“No.” Erika crossed her arms, willing to appear as defensive as possible, “I do not know what you mean, William.”

The smile he whipped out was pure scorn. He took her words like a cheap shot, shaking his head. “My, my, you must be very upset. I rattle you pretty bad, don’t I? Don’t worry. You stay out of my way and I’ll stay out of yours and everyone lives happily ever after.”

“You are such a cunt.” Erika scoffed, raising her chin high, “I wish I never met you.”

“Oh, don’t you worry darling, the wish is mutual.”

He went right to the jugular. His words slipped her throat. She felt something severing inside of her. Her chest was empty and squeezed, she was unable to breathe.

She closed herself in her bedroom, leaving Will alone.

What was she supposed to do now?

That was an answer enough. Will gave her exactly what she thought she wanted, and in the meanest way, he could think to clear any doubt she may have had. Only, it was nothing like what she had hoped for.

She wanted a drink so bad. Somehow, she thought alcohol could fuzz her rational thoughts and soothe her. The only problem was that Will stood between her and her booze and she had no intention to look at him ever again.

Damn it. Damn him.

Erika cried in silence, on the floor like a desperate little girl who couldn’t even take a rejection on the chin like a champ.

She had ignored hearing Will moving around her apartment, turning on the TV and even talking loudly on the phone. It didn’t matter what he was talking about, to her it mattered the way he laughed and chattered like nothing bothered him. Then, when the catering showed up, she still ignored him when he tried to ask for directions – again acting like nothing happened between them. He even knocked on her door a couple of times, and she still didn’t respond.

By that point, Erika's only concern was to pick herself back up, fix what Will had just broken and keep pretending. For Mark. For Kyle. For herself.

By the time she had fixed her makeup for the nth time that evening, the first guests had started to arrive and that was her queue to waltz out of the bedroom and be the perfect, prettiest host. She could only hope Kyle and her brother would arrive soon.

#kyle fletcher #will ospreay #kyle fletcher fanfic #kyle fletcher x reader #will ospreay fanfic #will ospreay x reader #kyle fletcher smut #will ospreay smut #aew fanfiction #aew

[pawphin]

here is my buzzcut season tpn amv from a while ago :]] this is still my favorite thing ive ever made

explanation of scenes matching lyrics under the cut for fun! because its fun to analyze stuff

"the men, upon, the news, they try to tell us all, that we, will lose"

this was the first time i had ever made an amv and when i saw that line the first thought i had was isabella, so i just used the first clip i saw of her. i also used the ray right after and tried to edit it so it synced with the rhythm.

"but it's so easy, in, this blue..."

thought process: blue. norrayemma. yes.

"...where everything is good."

ray hands norman the thing hes been working on for the past six years, the tool that will help them escape and find a "good" place for themselves. he's giving norman another chance. to symbolize the start of this, i added the clip where norman activates the tool.

after this, theres a short instrumental break where it flashes between scenes of characters interacting, and i wanted it to represent the strength of their bonds and the desperation in normans attempt.

"and i'll never go home, again"

MY FAVORITE PART. again with the desperation, i edited two clips of norman running up the wall and then cut to an unsteady shot of the house, trying to represent how easily their plans could fall apart.

i then let it cut to my favorite shot in the anime which is norman standing at the top of the wall, with nothing but a giant cliff in front of him. and in that moment, norman realizes he will never go home again. that his fate truly is sealed, and all he can do is accept it and help emma and ray and the others as best he can.

"place the call, feel it start."

i cut between emma and ray while theyre at the tree hoping for norman to succeed. to them, this is only the beginning. the plan will succeed. but to norman this is the end.

"favorite friend. and nothing's wrong when nothing's true."

the first part, "favorite friend," doesnt really match the lyrics with the scene itself that well but i will say that i tried VERY heard to sync rays smirk and emmas blink with the beat of the song.

the second half, "and nothing's wrong when nothing's true," is another one i really like, where emma and ray's confidence is immediately torn to shreds at the sight of isabellas smirk. there is no being ignorant anymore. everything is wrong when everything is true, and norman giving them their last perceived group hug is what makes it official.

"i live in a hologram with you."

my favorite lyrics in any song ever. honestly this was also more just a visual thing, with ray expressing silent contentment, norman expressing shock and horror, and emma expressing confidence and her steel-will. i think the hand holding is norman putting his hand on emmas, which reinforces the "hologram" emma finds herself with when norman is gone.

i also had to add ray and norman laughing because i love them and its a cruel juxtaposition to what just happened 0.2 seconds earlier.

"we're all the things that we do, for fun"

this part is meant to be a flashback of sorts to when they were still blissfully unaware and happy just playing tag in the forest all day. i also didnt realize how norman-centric this amv was until now lol

"(and i'll breathe, and it goes.)"

i think in the original song this is meant to be calming in a way. like after taking a deep breath you forget your worries for a little bit. in the amv i segwayed from happy fun moments to the horror of discovering connies body because i imagined the horror of trying to take a normal breath after that. its like how you always blink unconsciously but the moment you start thinking about it, it becomes a task.

"play, along. make believe it's hyper-real."

the first part is easy, emma playing along with isabella so she doesn't suspect her.

i love the second line, "make believe it's hyper-real," because that line basically encompasses tpn as a whole. before they knew the truth, they lived in their own little world with artificial rules and limitations. but they were happy. and now they know too much to be blissfully ignorant once more, no matter how much they'd like to return to their old lives. i wanted to show this by contrasting their first plans to escape with norman getting shipped out.

(it also reminds me of emma saying "e-magic-nation" instead of "imagination" in a letter to norman, so i love it even more)

i included the ringing of ray's bell after this to kind of snap the viewer out of it before the final lyrics played. i tried to sync it as best as i could but movie maker is so mean

"but i live in a hologram with you."

the last part of this amv shows emma turning the tables on ray who is fully ready to martyr himself. when ray is holding the lit match, there is no reflection in emmas eyes. but when she's holding it theyre fully ablaze, and it cuts to a determined emma and a shocked ray reacting to norman's "hologram."

norman will always be there, will always be there to guide them, even if only in mind and spirit. the lyrics suggest something darker, but i wanted to end it on a positive note where emma and ray are able to overcome their setbacks and push forward with norman to guide them.

#if i could change anything i would change the beginning and try to make the syncing a little bit better #ill give myself a break on the syncing though because movie maker can be so annoying #the promised neverland #tpn #tpn norman #tpn emma #tpn ray

[nonbinary-sticks-the-badger]

WELCOME TO MY GAFF!

ash • just like sonic fr (AuDHD) • they/them/xe/xem • atheist quaker • queer • english (the country, not the language)

hi! i'm ash!!! i like a lot of stuff and i'm open to loads of stuff, so i might post the odd contradicting theory or something but who cares honestly. i've been a fan of sonic since i was 5 and my dad was in the 90s!!! i think i got really into it for the first time when i was like 8? then i got into it again at 11, then i kinda stuck for good in 2022.

my absolute favourite character has always been tails (except for that brief period where it was amy), and my second favourite is basically everyone else. then, at the very end, you have dr starline. i dont know why i hate him so much, cause i hated him before surge and kit. and i used to really like him, too. oh well.

i dont do DNIs but i wont ever post any proship or nsfw. im indifferent about proshippers, but proship itself disgusts me, so ill never post or reblog it. the same goes for sex (i dont care about sex-havers but im asexual (and a minor)) so no nsfw either. unless its a funny textpost, in which case maybe. i will tag accordingly if it is nsfw though, dont worry.

edit: we do NOT like zionists here. free palestine.

yeah. so this is a whoooole blog and it exists. there isnt much else i can say for this one other than links.

click for palestine • main • ao3 • every sonic game ive played • the OFFICIAL sonatchet propaganda post

#pinned post

[aropride]

oh my god . okay i havent complained abt it in a while but since december 2021 when i got covid for the first* time (*you’ll see) ive been getting dizzy/lightheaded a lot, have random coughing fits, am even more sensitive to heat (i cant breathe in hot cars Like i start choking which was already a thing bc asthma but its worse now), and have frequently almost passed out after walking around for too long or just after standing up. (idk how many times ive actually passed out bc i cant remember really but its happened at least once). at first i chalked it up to Being Out Of Exercize and then i was like wait this isnt normal. and i wasnt eating well at the time and brushed it off as that but it continued even after i started eating somewhat better (altho it was a little less bad)

anyway eventually i was like yeah i probably have long covid or smth (also have pots symptoms guessing caused by covid) but i dont have a doctor (& dont know how to get one & dont have money & dont have transportation) so i havent been officially tested for anything

but the one thing that kept me from being like yes this is definitely bc of covid is in my senior year of highschool (started in sept 2020) (a year i have very few memories from so hard to compare symptoms) i remembered always being super out of breath + dizzy + lightheaded after walking up the stairs to my classes on the second floor. like id have to stand there for a second and breathe n shit and my friend was like “thats not good u should tell ur doctor” . but yeah i was like well maybe its just asthma and im exaggerating and its always been like this

WELL. i just remembered. in february 2020 i had this really awful cold. oone of the worst id ever had. coughing my fucking lungs up, couldnt breathe well, everytthing tasted weird. it lasted abt 2 weeks. You can see where this is goingg. i literally remember my mom saying like “wouldnt it be fucked up if tbat awful cold u had a couple months ago was covid” during like may2020.

and EARLY 2020 IS WHEN MY SYMPTOMS STARTED. and they got worse for a couple months and then stayed the same and i guess i got used to it UNTIL. i got covid in dec2021.

(ID: the “newsflash asshole” meme but the guy speaking has been edited over with a stick figure wearing a mask with wide eyes. the caption reads “newsflash asshole! it’s been long covid the entire goddamn time!” end ID)

#text #IM GONNA LOSE IT . #need to add ‘first covid infection’ to my List Of Big Things I Forgot About #health tag #<- new tag just dropped bc i know im gonna forget this revelation in like a week

[thatonesongyouretryingtoremember]

✨️intro post✨️

I edit this over time so please check it kinda often for updates esp the last part with some posts I really like/ that I used real life braincells on, and the beginning for if I add more sideblogs. If you have LITERALLY ANY other questions not answered here, shoot me an ask in my inbox and I will probably answer. If I think it's in good faith but poor taste I'll just say that, so if you're being nice I won't be mad or at least I'll like the attention :3

I'm thatonesongyouretryingtoremember. Song for short and OneSong for long. Or Remy??? I use all pronouns or it/it's. My other blogs are @aroasexualboypussy which is a regular sideblog where I keep fandom rbs besides my own fandoms and spam rbs and @jupiter-jayfield-official which is a Mikhailgate blog/El appreciation blog kinda.I also made a blog called @twasagraveyardsmash and that's my "music blog" aka rambling, keysmashing, and reblogging about music I like, someone likes, or my other music- related posts. I have another ST rp blog as Max- @madmaxmayfield71 , and at some point I started a blog called @byler-freeze-book with the intention of it being a byler tag positivity blog but it kinda flopped. You can still send asks there tho <2 @angelbymadonna is my art blog. I also have a Miraculous roleplay blog as Zoe's superhero form, Vesperia @the-real-bee-holder-vesperia

Tumblr-spouse to @exhausted-enby-vibes <2, coparent of Mikhail Max

My blog used to have this glitch where it was hidden, but I didn't do anything to cause that, so if you see smthng lemme know. I also am still confused by tags on here, so lemme know if I tag something wrong. I also reblog most of the art I see, but I don't always know who's in it, so if I end up reblogging a problematic fanart on accident (which I haven't done yet) lemme know as well.

Hashtags I use

#song spouts bullshit, shitposts/non-ST posts

#song says a smart thing, new tag I'm gonna put on longer posts

#songs textpost bullshit, or #song's textpost bullshit, original textpost memes and meme formats

#artist song, my original art [find it on my art blog as well, linked above] [includes ficlets and visual art, the latter with image description]

#song's st rewatch, details and commentary while I watch the show!

#angela is jane, #angela ives, a theory I elaborate on further down in this post

Blog type/ content (I say content, what I mean is it's what my blog contains. It's for me, not you.)

I'll talk about my ST stuff first since that's what I'm primarily posting rn. I'm a fandom blog and will be for the foreseeable future. As far as ST, I have alot of ship content, but in my other fandoms I don't care as much about shipping. You can ask me about fandoms/media I like maybe :)

I ship elmax, byler, Lumax, hopclair, elumax, jargyle, jancy, Boyce, jopper, boycer, duzie, and a few other things. I also reblog some ronance, steddie, byclair etc content as well. My favorite ST character is Kali. Occasionally you'll see my blog possessed by the soul of a Kali disciple or elmax fangirl. I also some fandom posts besides my own if I'm reblogging art from my mutuals' reblogs ofc.

I post a bunch of shitposts about Stranger Things, and longposts related to theories or analysis I'm into at the time.

I am still not over Mikhailgate, btw. Even though I personally think Mikhail ships byler, alot of my mikhailgate content is willhail.

I also read KotLC, riordanverse (I've read 1-14 of chb chronicles and most of 15 and obv not Chalice yet, 1-2 Kane Chronicles, 1-3 mcga, and none of the spinoffs so far. Can't wait for the show!), and I watch The Owl House, Dragon Prince, and She-Ra 2018. I'm not as avidly in fandom for these but I like them. If there's something else you think I might like or don't know if I've seen/read, lemme know! At the time I'm writing this update, I'm sorry into Miraculous Ladybug! but I haven't seen the second half of S5 yet.

Stuff I want you to know

I have a detailed post about the history of mikhailgate.

My Spotify has tons of character playlists!

I have a theory about Kali's time at the lab which is actually a thinly disguised rant about her halfway finished arc.The theory is ass and I no longer believe it, but the rant still stands and I still believe she has more to offer.

^^pretty obviously not gonna happen but I like to keep it up :) it's an old theory that I no longer believe but I still think she should be in the next szn!!!

I wrote a thing about the Material Girl shopping sequence aka about El my beloved nobody else understands her <2.

Nancy and Steve are aromantic. (Check the respective tags as well, I have more)

Byler Week 2022

I'm right about El, nobody else. Jk but here's my super smart ST5 prediction! Aka thinly disguised El Hopper fangirl rant😅😅

Once again I'm the only correct person (/nsrs) so here's the official list my take of the party's riordanverse godly parents

Check out this post and this one and this one to start learning about the theory that Angela is the real Jane Ives!

There are tags for it too, #angela is jane, and #angela ives, make sure to check them out because there is always new input! This is related to the theories that El is actually not Terry's daughter, that El *is* Edward Creel's daughter (I'm not the guy to ask about those, shoot me an ask and I'll tell you who tho!) And that multiple timelines exist within what we see of Stranger Things!

#intro post #pin post #hopefully I did this right #song spouts bullshit #artist song

[gracefullou]

Faith in the future really is that bitch because I think ive had a "moment" with basically every song where its been my favourite at some point. 😭

I'm having such a moment with the greatest rn just because "Tell you I'm on my way/nothing could make me late" and he wrote that FOR US??? ARE YOU JOKING? 😭😭

I can't believe it's been almost a year since its release - has your relationship to any of the songs changed since then? Like have any grown on you/have your favourites changed?

Same! I'm so in love with every single song tbh idk how he did it but this album is just something else. Though i love them all, every now and then a new obsession arises it's not even funny anymore 😭 i'm currently so so obsessed with angels fly and change (i know change is a bonus track but ykwim). I don't think my relationship with the songs changed that much bc when i first heard the album, i couldn't believe what i was hearing and couldn't pick favorites at all except for all this time just bc it's so different from the rest and his voice there does serious things to my heart (It's just the most beautiful thing i've ever heard in my life ok 🥹❤️❤️). Every song i listen to i say this is my second fav but then i listen to the next and say no this is the one, and then i listen back to the first one and i'm like nope i can't choose 😭. 11 months later and it's still the same: All this time is my forever favorite song and the rest are all on the same rank i can't choose (maybeee hoth is second but that's it i can never choose between the others 😭). The greatest is such a beautiful song though, i'm glad you're having a moment with her now. It's so good lyrically but also sound wise. Those violins, his beautiful voice, those "ahhhh". PERFECTION. The songs that grew on me are from the bonus edition: change and high in California. But i think it's mainly bc i don't really let myself enjoy his unreleased songs fully bc i just want to completely enjoy them for the first time once they're officially released (didn't want a defenceless 2.0 😭). I still prefer the studio version of change though idk why. I also love face the music even more after i've seen how good and energetic it is live. And lucky again after aotv is even more special to me 🥹.

#ughhhh #it's just so good #will never get tired of listening to it #fitf #faith in the future #louis tomlinson #he's a genius

[angeltreasure]

hi hello! ive been here for prayer requests a few times, thank you and bless you for answering them so graciously and kindly.

im here this time more for advice, if thats okay? im conflicted at the moment. i dont go to church anymore after a few bad experiences there, but i pray nightly and talk to Mary every time i have a few minutes spare in a day. i recently was gifted a statue of Her, and the comfort it has brought me is so so lovely. i say my prayers in front of Her every night now, on a little tabletop altar i made, and i speak to Her throughout the day. however, i cant help but feel guilty for not going to church and instead relying on Her divine intervention and grace for myself. i hope that makes sense? i still talk to God in my prayers, but i feel like im letting Him down by not going to church

Hello! Welcome back it’s always good to have you. Sure, you can ask and I’ll do my best to answer. You’re welcome!

First off, I want to say that I am so sorry that you had bad experiences with the church in the past. I know how bad a mass can be, and even how the people around can treat us in the pew despite being there for the same reason. It must be difficult. I am, however, glad you still pray! What a beautiful gift and prays you make. Prayer is what connects us to God. Please know I will keep you in my prayers.

Ok. Now let’s see what our faith officially says for your situation (disclaimer I am not a scholar, a Seminarian, or part of the clergy I am a lay person so this is my best quote I could think of)::

2042 The first precept (“You shall attend Mass on Sundays and on holy days of obligation and rest from servile labor”) requires the faithful to sanctify the day commemorating the Resurrection of the Lord as well as the principal liturgical feasts honoring the mysteries of the Lord, the Blessed Virgin Mary, and the saints; in the first place, by participating in the Eucharistic celebration, in which the Christian community is gathered, and by resting from those works and activities which could impede such a sanctification of these days.

The second precept (“You shall confess your sins at least once a year.”) ensures preparation for the Eucharist by the reception of the sacrament of reconciliation, which continues Baptism’s work of conversion and forgiveness.

The third precept (“You shall receive the sacrament of the Eucharist at least during the Easter season.”) guarantees as a minimum the reception of the Lord’s Body and Blood in connection with the Paschal feasts, the origin and center of the Christian liturgy. —- #2042 pages 548-549. Catechism of the Catholic Church Second Edition.

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You are required to come to Mass at a in person at minimum once a year. You know what I would do? I would go to a different Catholic Church you haven’t been in, don’t go back to the one(s) you had the bad experience in. You are not legally required to keep going to that church(es) that hurt you. Even if you need to travel, set a day one day out of the year. Sit in the back pews. You can practice what Mass will be like by watching videos of it on YouTube.

God alone knows your heart. He saw exactly what you went through and sees the pain you have. He isn’t disappointed in you, He loves you more than mom and dad because God is love. He sees how hard this has been for you and He is so patient, rich in mercy and kindness. He knows when you’re ready you’ll go back. For now, keep praying. You know what I would do? I would listen to Relevant Radio. Download their free app you can listen to it anywhere. They have a Mass you can listen to daily and have rich resources of prayers and past shows recorded for you to listen all you want about the faith. I listen to it just about every weekday, and I think it may be a great source of comfort for you in this season. I also recommend this ministry I found during Covid when they banned going to church, Word on Fire. Something else you can do, that helped me bring comfort, is watching The Chosen. Download their free app. It’s not specifically Catholic but it’s amazing I highly recommend it. It’s not a replacement for the Bible but it will help deepen your faith no matter how old you are. Another great resource to have is the USCCB. You don’t have to be American to use the USCCB but it’s interesting.

Take it day by day. Remember to make time for self care and prayer every day. You are loved.

#asks #prayer request

[abigail-nicole]

tgcf liveread 7

continuing porting my liveread of Pure Light And Joy In Novel Form, Heaven Official's Blessing, Tian Guan Ci Fu, from the dying twitter to the optimistically-not-dead tumblr. please support official translations of TGCF, the best novel, and maybe someday we'll get to see the COMPLETED, FILMED, EDITED LIVE ACTION if the chinese government ever quits being ragingly homophobic. enjoy season one of the donghua in the meantime and do read the original text!

originally tweeted on 3/31/2020:

I unabashedly love Xie Lian’s thrifty grandma personality & also the casual “wanna come to my ghost palace instead of always staying at your one-room apartment with three other people also living here which I never complain about even though I own a fjking palace”

I have Great Fondness for the ghosts in Ghost City being overly protective of Hua Cheng & Xie Lian (even if it is just to try to curry favor)

hahahaha oh my god this scene of sexytimes on an altar on top of poetry about Longing....

I’m. VERY PUMPED ABOUT SEEING MOUNT TONG’LU

tomorrow. i guess ill be responsible & start CHAPTER 128 TOMORROW THANKS EVERYBODY THIS IS THE ONLY THING BRINGING ME JOY AS I WORK THRU THIS PANDEMIC

yall Lang Ying THOUGHT HUA CHENG LIVED WITH THEM im dying....

He didnt think he could hide his feelings HE DIDNT THINK HE COULD HIDE HIS FEELINGS HEAAAAAAAAA

He’s really going straight WE USED TO SLEEP IN THIS BED TOGETHER level melancholy oh my god

This is a little nightmare story, the kind at which MXTX excels

Oh my god hes the crown prince of PINING AWAY TO NOTHING

okay mxtx it is Not At All Obvious that Hua Cheng is this Lang Ying & this gratituitious bathing scene is.... amazing omg

more like dianxia babysitter of errant dieties

-shi qingxuan

-quan yizhen

-qi rong

Heavenly Babysitter Dianxia confirmed with DONT PUT THAT IN YOUR MOUTH and DONT SET THAT ON FIRE

Think of the donghua playing with this scene of attacking empty clothes

his whole “this is the robe! no THIS is the robe! just kidding it was never here! now ive trapped you!” feels a little Princess Bride iocane powder reasoning

the boyfriends being Soft sustains me

hahahahahahaha god xie lian’s cooking is so amazingly terrible how is this book so great in its most domestic scenes

OUR BOY SNAPPED

bitches destroy Puqi Shrine gotta contend with the Flower Crown Martial Prince

hahahaha hua cheng really had to turn into a child for Flimsy Plot Reasons didn’t he

this Ghost Inn scene is pure chaos and slapstick & detail & action, and this is the cherry on top of the elaborately-crafted layers of this cake of a scene

Im sad about ling wen???? I love her???? She’s the most competent character in this book sorry hua cheng

“He might spit in the water of someone he doesn’t like....or put laxatives....but not poison...” Lolololol

Let’s pause mid-investigation so we can appreciate hualian holding hands

fetuses don’t have teeth......LIES EXPOSED

fetus eyes also don’t yoke together in utero this is a real medical fact unrelated to the fetus ghost in tgcf

ah yes, sitting in the window in the glowing, luminious moonlight, with your weapon-pet-scarf, an excellent time for a heart to heart confessional with your beloved

this is on level with Single Plank Bridge as a life philosophy / love confessional

so many important scenes happen over a table here. Jun Wu + Xie Lian + Hua Cheng taking tea without dissembling is A Mood

“Sometimes three with a single move” Lololol I Love Him

This adorable little exchange where they just talk about how much they belong to each other

Let’s stop here a second, pause the film on Puppet Master boyfriends, and do a bit of Plot Dissection:

-Jun Wu has sent Xie Lian to Mt TongLu to...become the next Ghost King

-Hua Cheng, the most recent Ghost King, is with him

-don’t you have to kill all the other ghosts to win

Let’s also stop & think about our Magical Girl Dianxia becoming A Ghost King:

I have no idea how this plot is gonna turn out but it’s always fun & fruitful to examine your thoughts & expectations the first time through something & wonder why you want or fear a certain outcome

Hua Cheng would be devastated if Xie Lian became a fierce ghost king capable of murdering millions. In fact it’s so antithetical to everything he is that, at that point, Xie Lian wouldn’t be the same person anymore.

(contrast this to wwx & lwj, both of whom have proven themselves capable of Big War Murder when pushed hard enough)

he contrast of soft sideplot of boyfriends being The Most Obviously In Love But Afraid To Say It and the extremely harsh main plot of What The Fuck, Did God Just Send Xie Lian Into A Literal Torture Volcano With Like, Real High Stakes

... but also does anyone else wanna see ghost king boyfriends

these gays obviously

but this plot, lighthearted flirting aside, is going to a real dark place??? & i see the end of book 3 coming with xie lian in a real bad cliffhanger of a situation for me to sit through while reading another painful flashback

Lolololol more fuckin on the altar i guess

The General Who Broke His Sword !!!!

let’s take a roll call:

(check) the general who broke his sword

(check) the prince who pleased the gods

[ ] the princess who slit her own throat

(check) the young lord who poured wine

OKAY BRING OUT THE REST IM READY!

continue Mt Tong'lu next time on TGCF Liveread livetweets part 8 or whatever part is next!

#tgcf #tgcf liveread

[camiercoles]

im doing the mid year book freakout tag

nobody tagged me but fuck it we roll

best book you've read so far in 2023?

its either A Feast For Crows by George R.R. Martin (duh) or Sula by Toni Morrisson. AFFC was just phenomenal, its one of those books i lost myself into and when i had to resurface i felt actual sadness because it was over, and i cant wait to reread it. Sula, however, is just perfect, i laughed and i cried, i felt so connected to the story and the writing just everyone go read Sula. its one of the best books to have ever been written.

i also reread My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante and that is also the best book of all time.

best sequel you've read so far in 2023?

um AFFC!! or A Storm of Swords by George R.R. Martin. either one if those are phenomenal sequels. tbh i haven't read any other series this year so its either asoiaf or nothing, and storm and feast are my favourites.

new release you haven't read but want to?

nothing?? idk i havent read a new book in forever. maybe Yellowface by R.F Kuang or the new percy jackson book but i have no idea.

most anticipated release for the second half of the year?

unless its a surprise TWOW drop which isn't happening i have absolutely no clue.

biggest disappointment?

i'm sorry to all the fantasy fans out there, but i just finished Mistborn by Brandon Sanderson and i dont care for it. i really thought i would be more interested in the story but it was so meh for me i couldn't bring myself to care about anything or any characters. i did like the magic system.

i also reread The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follet, which is a book i ADORED when i was like 14, ans im sad to say it folks but it was foul.

biggest surprise?

again ik this book is old but Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut FLOORED ME. i still think about that book constantly its so phenomenally written and ive owned it for years and never got to it because i thought it would be boring but it was completely excellent.

favourite new author (debut or new to you)?

Susan Sontag, David Foster Wallace and Toni Morrison. first time i read any of them was this year and what a waste of time to not have read them sooner.

newest fictional crush?

its jaime. ig he's from last year but yeah its jaime.

newest favourite character?

uhhhh jaime. jaime lannister. i am not better than this.

a book that made you cry?

My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante. It's a reread but jesus christ that ending always gets to me, especially knowing what comes after.

a book that made you happy?

i cant seem to escape ASOS and AFFC, but genuinely my reading experience of asoiaf was unparalleled.

most beautiful book you've bought this year?

i went to the Libreria Lello (aka the world's most beautiful bookstore) and i got the most BEAUTIFL edition of Las intermitencias de la muerte by José Saramago.

what book(s) do you need to read before the end of the year?

i want to read Richard III by Shakespeare, A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens, En diciembre llegaban las brisas by Marvel Moreno and Beloved by Toni Morrisson. hopefully i'll get through them all

anyways do this if you want you are officially tagged bye

sorry i dont read new books if you have any recs im mega down

#mid year book freak out tag #mine #literature #lol