#I mean everyone is competent but this dude is real

[saviourkingslut]

If there's one thing I do love about Thropes, it's that instead of the Blue Lions pandering to the player character, they 180'd it into showing love and supporting for Dimitri. Like yes King, you deserve therapy from your close friends

DEFINITELY. it's so wonderful to see all of the lions so supportive of and involved with dimitri. i think as a whole they feel like an even more closely-knit bunch because there's more lively interaction between them. a reason for that is also because there is more opportunity for it - for most of the characters, their traumas are already fully explored in throuses and so that leaves a lot of room in thropes to have them talk about other things and/or have their characters develop in a slightly different direction by the grace of this basically being an au. BUT it is also because unlike in throuses, where by//leth is the focal point of the story and also of all the characters that they interact with, in thropes it is not shez but by and large dimitri. shez is basically just another character and it is clear that though people think they're nice, they are also still a bit of an outsider who is new to the group and who isn't fully trusted by everyone, and they're treated as such. and so it is dimitri who is the centre of the blions. he is making the decisions, he is who everyone looks to when they have to take the next step in the story. and he is the person that the blue lions choose to follow and support, not just because he is their king but because he is truly one of their closest friends

#asks #at least this is my opinion. i think that having shez being just some dude #means that the lord doesn't heave to 'compete' with the player character in terms of making connections with the other characters #like a some of dimitri's supports in throuses with his own lions are. pretty lukewarm #and he doesn't interact with them much outside of the supports bc the story doesn't really give the opportunity for it #but now everyone's on his hype and support train #and i am living for it #also bc you can hear them do it during the fights itself? #basically as shez we as the player get to get a bit of an outsider's look on that super close friendship dimitri has with his lions #like when the blions walk away to have a personal talk with dimitri abt miklan #and shez eavesdrops on them from a distance instead of getting involved #i think that kind of distance really makes it possible to give more shape the connections between the lions and between them and dimitri #ANYWAY #byleth critical #just in case lol #three hopes spoilers #and like yeah it doesn't make much sense that someone like ashe gets to be in the close circle if they were only at the acadamy for like #a month. same for mercie and annette. but WE as players consider them to be a part of the lions #so it'd be REAL weird if they were also treated as they should logically be bc unlike shez they are not new to us

[apocalympdicks]

im venting in the tags

ignore me lmao

#vent #Anyway. im a personal needs aide in a skills classroom. what does this mean???? they stuck me in a skills xl #classroom & the teacher straight up wants compliance & not learning. my kid also has a nurse who is so abelist that she regularly refers to #the kid as essentially a bump on a log. (paraphrasing) oh and tje teacher has written him off as needing a dif skills level & doesnt have #ANY real lesson plans for my kid so i have to make up lessons and adapt to his skill level as needed. I'm basically making sure he meets his #IEP goals with no real help & everyone around me sure hell never get it. which btw. He does. It takes a little bit cuz dudes often exhausted #and so its like he can only do a few lessons a day cuz it takes him so much energy to go to school & his parents load him up w/ tasks & #therapies so hes like ALWAYS busy even tho he needs rest sometimes ya know? and like its u g h u g g g g g h h h h h h #And its like jfc can we manage expectations & assume competence hes disabled hes not a superhero but hes also not USELESS #plus even though hes literally had a major seizure everytime hes come to school w/ his nonregular nurse his family decided to send him in #today with a new nurse LUCKILY no seizures today & the school nurse is also teaching me his action plan & how to use the gbutton so i can #do the job of the nurse if need be. Which honestly i do need to cuz his regular nurse is. BAD at her job #like complains to me about documenting incidents bad. Gets upset with me for tracking the bathroom habits cuz it looks like were not doing #the job. which. BITCH I NEED 2 PEOPLE TO LIFT HIM HES 16 AND YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ME WHEN IT COMES TO THE SCHEDULE YOU 'KNOW BETTER' AND #REFUSE TO. YOU ARENT DOING THE JOB. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN #and she may or may not take vitals at home but she sure as shit never does at school even tho apparently shes supposed to

[paper-mario-wiki]

Shangri-La Frontier mid-season review

This is by far the best fake video game I've ever seen written in fiction.

Most MMO-centric isekai stories have trouble with providing accurate and realistic depictions of the complexities and minutia that give MMOs the allure they have. I've seen so much handwavey bullshit tacked onto fake-games that introduce unrealistically overlooked mechanics for reasons like giving the protag immense power just because they're the protag and the story is about them. A good example of this is another MMO Isekai airing this season, "A Playthrough of a Certain Dude's VRMMO Life", wherein the main character becomes extremely rich, powerful, and famous by episode 2 because he stumbled into a stealth archer playstyle, a build which apparently no human in that universe had ever conceived of before, and then making a fortune by selling basic potions to everyone after NPCs stopped selling them (another thing he was uniquely able to do because not a single other player had the forethought to spec into alchemy). These lesser, dime-a-dozen isekai add up to be boring fantasy strories with gaming elements clumsily put in so that the author can demonstrate how powerful the world's inhabitants are by showing their stat allocation screen instead of, say, explaining anything about what they do that's so uniquely powerful and how they figured it out. Ya know, stuff you'd hope to hear about from any competent story.

Shangri-La Frontier is a breath of fresh air for anyone who, like me, is sick of authors ignoring the things that actually make video games compelling in service of creating a stock-standard narratives in fantasy worlds because it allows them to get away with bullshit. I've always found it very convenient that many isekai narratives indulge in things like chattel slavery, because it's societally normal enough for the protag to purchase a beautiful, vulnerable girl to add to his harem (dont worry, she is always inexplicably in love with him no matter what because he's SUCH a kind master). And it never really seems to go anywhere. Because the Video Game Isekai, while an interesting premise in theory, is more often than not used exclusively as a means to simplify the structure of a world's power scaling to abide by an arbitrary set of omnipresent universal rules (e.g. what people who have never cared to look into game development think of video games). This anime, by comparison, is VERY clearly authored by someone who plays a LOT of games.

Every piece of logic used to drive the plot forward, so far, is congruent to a real-world example of video game conventions, and I'm not just talking about levelling up and selling monster parts. Story elements that I've rarely (if ever) seen explored in other isekai are ever-present and genuinely clever and amusingly introduced. My favorite example of this so far has been the way the protagonist has been able to go head to head with so many overlevelled foes in the first 9 episodes. The story of course makes note of how good of a gamer Sanraku (our hero) is, but much like in real life games, being super duper good at dodging attacks doesn't really make up for a 70 level gap in items and learned skills. For that reason, he gets his ass whooped more often than he actually outsmarts others (so far he hasn't beaten a single player in pvp). So how is he getting out of these situations without dying so frequently? Simple: he got access to a later area too early relative to his level (sequence break) and got access to a high level follower NPC that's been carrying him. This is something he acknowledges directly several times, specifically using words like "Emul has been hard-carrying me for a while." This, to me, is extraordinarily meaningful. That's something you can exploit in Skyrim, man. That's REALISTIC CHEESE STRATS. The excitement and wonder I find in this show doesn't come from watching the protag do something unexpected, but by watching him do something that I would think to do.

This knowledge the author has demonstrated regarding modern gaming culture extends further into the actual realistic nature of game design and community. The story exists in a reality where full-dive VRMMOs are the be-all-end-all of gaming, and given the prohibitively expensive nature of developing and designing expansive, immersive worlds, most games are pretty shit. It's been hinted at so far that this is due to a monopolistic megacorp which is one of the only entities rich and powerful enough to make a good game (the game in question being the one that shares the title of the anime), but so far the strife of the characters have been pretty centralized to the happenings of the game world and its politics. By the way, lets talk about the game world's player base politics, which I'm also quite pleased with. It exists in the form of guilds and clans who struggle for power not by participating in seemingly random pvp with other powerful players to see who is the most epic and badass warrior (again, like many contemporary isekai typically opt for), but by gaining actual realistic support from a fictional playerbase with realistic desires and playstyles. Some guilds are interested in lore, some gather for alliance and boss raids, some for things like animal husbandry, and (naturally) at least one is dedicated to trolling and PKing. Each of these factions, through the very little that we've seen of them so far, communicate on forums and only know as much as is reasonable for them to know. The only reason they give a shit about the protagonist at all is because he gained access to a high-level unique scenario quest that they want information on how to access, and the only reason word of that got out in the first place was because someone posted a screenshot of him with a unique NPC onto a forum, asking about it as "where can i find this pet summon, its super cute!" That's real. That's video games, baby.

I like this show a lot so far. I like that it cares about video games, but I also like its writing. I like the main character and how hes less of an ultra badass super cool guy, and more of an earnest challenge-run lets player. Like, a lot of his dialogue straight up sounds strikingly similar to Japanese youtubers. And he's naturally always quick to point out inconsistencies in the game world's logic. I ALSO really like his community of pals from a janky old fighting game, and I ADORE the girl from his school who has a crush on him and also just so happens to be an exceptionally high level player from a top clan, and how she had to spend 9 episodes working up the courage to send him a friend request. I love that so, so much, dude.

I highly recommend this show if you're into a single thing I've mentioned. The animation is great. The world is beautiful. The character design is immaculate. And I'm looking forward to watching it continue.

#text #shangri la frontier

[lamnwar]

Hello! Very specific request. I have a job at a Themepark, basically I work as a Disney princess there (aurora). Its for children to sort of meet their Disney role models, favorite prince/princess. I read them stories, take pictures with them, etc. Could you sort of do a headcanon-esque scenario of how the gom will react to a partner with such a job? Maybe how some of them will be mildly jealous of the assigned prince? This was so embarrasing to type out omg if your uncomfortable with any part of the request/dont wanna do this lmk! No pressure, whatsoever. Love you, stay safe!

Hiiii thanks for the request! 💕 It was such a fun one to write and omggg you gotta be extra pretty to be working as a irl disney princess 😭

SHE'S A PRINCESS // KNB Headcanons

Context: in which you work as a theme park princess and your boyfriend feels some type of way about it

Pairing: GOM x gn! Reader (gender not specified

Warning: fluff, nothing too serious, slightly suggestive but safe for all audiences!

AKASHI

I don't think Akashi really went to theme parks as a kid so he's probably a bit surprised to know that playing a princess there is an actual job

Literally stunned the first time he sees you in costume like, his girl is just so pretty!!!

Would come on regular visit just to see you because my man is obsessed with how gorgeous you are and how well you play the role

The way you show so much grace and you are so nice to all the people that come to you

Would be the kind to take pictures of the public with you because he absolutely gets it, you are a princess

Talking of which, "princess" progressively becomes a new nickname he uses for you

He doesn't mind that you work with another guy as your assigned prince, but if dude tries to make a pass at you, he's as good as dead 💀

Smiles softly as he looks at children coming to you thinking you're the real character

And the way you're just so sweet with these kids aaaahh! my man just falls in love even more from seeing that

MIDORIMA

To Midorima, a job's a job, so he doesn't think much of it

He took some time before visiting you at the park and actually seeing you in costume

This DEFINITELY awakens something in him, trust me

Would obviously not admit to it but he really falls even more when he sees you in your princess get-up

He would occasionally visit you, but to make sure you're doing ok and is not too exhausted

He's such a meticulous guy that he'll sometimes help you out with your costume

Got a crease on your dress? he's on it already! Need someone to curl your hair at the back? he's your man

Not even surprised by the little kids who are convinced that you are a true princess, because you absolutely look the part

But sometimes these kids would get a bit sneaky and ask you if you really love the prince

It's hard to answer that question when you know that your boyfriend is nearby and he can hear you well

But you'll just look at Shintaro while you say "yes, I do love my prince" because thinking of him is the only way you can express genuine love

KISE

That guy could easily steal your job, let's be real

I mean he's just that pretty!! no offense to you but it's just the truth

When he comes and sees you at the park, you better believe people mistake him for a prince

And when they see the both of you together? Yeah, you might as well be a real royal couple

He's your best hype man too, goes around telling everyone that you have to be the best princess of the whole theme park

Doesn't mind the guy who works with you as your assigned prince, since he knows very well that he has nothing on Kise

I mean... he really can't compete

But he might a bit pouty when you play your role a bit too well, acting lovey-dovey with your prince for the public

He gets reassured when you come to him later and give him a kiss on the cheek

Not sure if it's allowed for you to break character like that, but it really doesn't matter if it's for Kise 🤭

AOMINE

Aomine kinda makes fun of your at first when you tell him that your job is to be a (fake) princess

But he's quick to shut his mouth the first time he sees you

Like... damn, that just unlocked a new kink

You're so damn beautiful he goes mad

Obsessed with princess! you

Has beef with a 6 yo once because that kid was looking at you for a bit too long for his taste

It's kinda funny because he's being ridiculous, but still

At first, very much against you having to work with another dude, especially when you have to play pretend a couple

But it doesn't last long because you told him once you're only his and it's enough to switch his mind

Now he brags to these kids that you're actually his

"See that gorgeous princess? Yeah she's in love with me"

"But what about the prince?"

"She loves me more than the prince"

A big PR disaster for the park, btw, but he couldn't care less

The most beautiful princess in the park is his, and he'll never lie about it

MURASAKIBARA

Very intrigued by that job of yours

What do you mean, you get paid to be a princess?

Honestly looking at him, you're confident he can book a job as a pretend royal

His physique is very prince-like, can't say that much about his personality

Anyways!

Comes to the park often so he gets to see you + eat nice snacks!!

Buys you food too when he's here, so you do not starve

Nods in agreement every time a kid points at you all impressed

"Yeah, she's indeed the prettiest"

Plays the game and tells people that you *are* a real princess

Weirdly enough, he gets hungry seeing you in costume

I mean that puffy pastel dress? Girl, you look like a pastry

Doesn't really like you working with a prince

He just doesn't get it! Like, what do you need a prince for? People like the princess more anyway

Even when you tell him it's part of the act, he's pouty about it

It's cute though, in its own way!

#i'm not proud of the fact I started this then forgot to write the rest so it took longer than it should 😭 #but anyways! i hope you enjoy it <3 #knb #knb x reader #knb fluff #knb headcanons #knb hcs #akashi fluff #midorima fluff #kise fluff #aomine fluff #murasakibara fluff #akashi x reader #midorima x reader #kise headcanons #aomine x reader #murasakibara x reader

[cxhleel108]

LITG S8 Thots for this week: Here we go again…

(Sorry friends a bitch was getting crunk the last two days so I did not have time to do this until today❤️)

• Ok before we even start why is he sitting like thiskdmsmsnsnd someone help me.

• So the customization…I told y’all I wasn’t trying to gag too hard when they first revealed MC and this is exactly why cuz once again why we only get braids for textured hair??? They’re not even free like y’all already pissing me off.

• So clearly this season is about zodiac because why else would we only be getting star sign tattoos?

• Meet Jaylin y’all😝😝😝 You’ll be getting all her info soon.

• Everyone hating this swim suit but it actually being my favorite. The others were just ok to me Idk sue me.

• Mind you it’s only been like 2 minutes and we already causing issues.

• I think we’re already getting married tomorrow guys Idk.

• And he has a lion tattoo so that means he’s most likely a Leo and my girl is a Gemini oh look how I ate this pairing up!

• Oh Theo stans I’m so sorry…

• I’m so glad I’ve never ended up getting the guy stuck in the “Day One” couple like I really would just end it all.

• The job options being the exact same…ok! I wanted her to be an athlete anyway😁

• Him assuming that he had a high chance of being picked when Oakley and Jin are present…I just busted out laughing.

• Yeah all this talk about compatibility and these dudes talking about being “magnetized” and “drawn” to us is def giving let’s compare our charts to see if we should fuck each other or not.

• Such a real bitch oh Claudia I love you already💯💯💯

• Sophie telling me to cool it around Jack like I want him…I just busted out laughing again.

• Our date with Theo just feeling like two people building a friendship and not a relationship was nice I would love for it to stay that way tbh (Him like 5 minutes later saying he was trying not to flirt with us can they not do this again like please).

• Jack’s date was a snooze fest who’s shocked? Also him having two moms just makes sense Idk why.

• I am gonna have so much fun replaying this season to do Jin’s route omg this man is too good.

• Yeah I already don’t like Emel. Girl who is bringing yo ass a bouquet at 8 in the morning??? Don’t piss me off.

• Uhhh cuz I’m badder than you, duh!

• Outfit time🥳🥳🥳

• These are cute!

• This is not!

• Right…anyways so!

• Yikes!

• Hehehehe no y’all don’t understand like she is already my bestie fr. Love when one of the girls is here for the fuckshit.

• The drama that be happening sometimes be so stupid like girl. Claudia sitting here telling me everyone was mad at each other on DAY FUCKING ONE because nobody wanted to be with who they were with…do y’all just come on here and then forget how the show works.

• Oh girl just stop like fuuuuck😭😭😭

• Outfit time again✨

• The panties did not need the sheer added.

• This literally being a swimsuit.

• Claudia’s outfit is so cute ugh werk!

• WHY IS THIS MAN BOOTY SO DAMN FAT LIKE OMGGGG😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

• He wanna compete with me so bad!

• I’m cryinggggg why we really living the storybook romance that Emel keep begging for.

• Me & Oakley: “Cheats are the lowest of the low”

• Also Me & Oakley: *Eating each other’s faces off outside*

• Yes please get Emel out of here before she takes Willow’s place and actually starts annoying the fuck outta me.

#not bad for the intro #it’s only down from here #litg #love island the game #litg tempting fate #litg season 8 #litg s8

[i-trash-about-things]

a.n.: I can't believe this took me 6 freaking months to write. It definitely doesn't live up for the hype, but for some reason the words just wouldn't flow. In the mean time, I graduated! Actually went to prom! It kinda sucked, I really don't see the hype behind it!

Anyway, enjoy– and thank you for the patience to those that were interested in this story. If you're still interested by the end of this part– well, you'll know for yourself if there will be more lol ;)

Multiple perspectives (3rd and 1st person); Henderson!Reader; GN!Reader; use of Y/N; Billy Hargrove Survived (but he isn't a racist piece of shit); Everyone might be OOC, sorry lol; swearing; light violence; mostly fluff; English is not my first language! Sorry if something doesn’t make sense :p; no beta, we die like Vecna should’ve

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Third Time's The Charm.

Dustin’s day has been good, in his less than humble opinion.

School sucked the same as always, but hey! Everything other than that was actually pretty awesome!

His older sibling popping by on a whim wasn’t a rare occasion, far from it. When they first moved to college, he cried the whole day thinking he would only see them on Christmas, and now it’s like they never moved in the first place!

Well, maybe it’s because of the Upside Down thing and how they almost died about a million times in the last 4 years, but Dustin liked to believe it’s because they just love him very very much.

But, one thing actually did change.

Eddie.

“Dustin, my man, my favorite nerd, what a sight to the sore eye you are right now!”

Speak of the devil.

Him and Eddie have known each other for a while. I mean, how could he not when the metal-head has been his sibling's best friend for almost all his life?

And with the time to get used to each other, plus Dustin’s natural attentiveness and attention to detail, he can read this guy like the cheap rip-off comic of spider-man he is.

Eddie wants something.

“Is that a new upgrade to your walkie? Dude, that looks sick, what does it do?”

“Nothing, it’s just a normal radio actually.”

“Oh.”

A snort leaves his nose. Dustin shakes his head, setting the walkie talkie on the library table before looking up to his friend.

“You really aren’t subtle, my friend.”

“First things first: how dare you. Secondly-” Eddie pushes the nearest chair back, giving him enough space to sit on the old table. The notebook under him crinkles, but he just pushes it aside, clearly in too much of a rush to care about a random person’s notes. “I need your help.”

“If it’s about the whipped cream on Lucas’ backpack and his basketball shoes, it’s too late. The operation is already in motion.”

“Operation- wait, did you put whipped cream on Sinclair’s shoes?”

“What? No I didn’t. You didn’t hear that from me.”

“Mhm.” Eddie just sends Dustin a look, raising an eyebrow with just a very done expression on his eyes, before shaking his head. “You know what, I’m just going to pretend I didn’t hear anything.”

He leans closer, likes he’s about to tell the biggest secret of his life. The notes beneath his butt crumble further.

“It’s about your sibling.”

“Y/N? What they have to do with anything?”

“I’m gonna ask 'em to prom.”

If Dustin were drinking something, he would’ve done a spit take right now.

“WHAT?!”

“SHHHH!” The other school library attendees shush him, all glaring in their direction. Dustin flushes a little, curling into himself, but Eddie doesn’t even flinch.

“I want to take your older sibling to prom, Henderson. Like, real bad.”

“Dude!”

“What?!”

“That’s my sibling!”

“And my best friend! So??”

“So–” Dustin sputters. How does he even respond to that?!

Don’t get him wrong, of all the people he could’ve picked to compete for your hand, Eddie would always be his champion. His two favorite people??? Sign him up!

Doesn’t mean his into it, tho!

“Why?!”

“What do you mean ‘why’?! You’ve ever met ‘em?! They're the coolest most beautiful, and funniest person I’ve ever known! Why wouldn’t I want to take them to prom?”

“No, not that- why the change? I thought you wanted to go with Chrissy??”

That gets a reaction out of him.

Eddie flinches, looking away. He passes a hand through his hair, half hiding himself beneath the brown curls.

“Chrissy… She’s…”

Dustin does not like the hesitation. The kid crosses his arms over his chest, squinting up at Eddie with distrust.

“Look, I’m all for you going after my big sibling–”

“Really? That wasn’t what it looked like two seconds ago.”

Dustin squints further, frowning, and Eddie groans.

“Just keep going.”

“As I was saying, I don’t mind you taking my big sibling to prom… If you actually mean it.”

It’s his turn to frown, a mirror of Dustin’s expression, but in confusion and a little bit of offense.

“What? Why wouldn’t I mean it?”

“You were just drooling over Chrissy, like, two days ago! I get you getting rejected, but don’t use them as a rebound, dude!”

“What?!”

“SHHHHH!” Strike two, the people around them shush them both again. Dustin doesn’t flinch this time, both him and Eddie a bit too enthralled in the topic at hand.

“How could you say that?! You know how much I care about Y/N!”

“I know that, but I also know how much they cares about you.”

“What does that has to do with anything?”

“Uh- Literally everything? What, you think you can just go and ask them all willy nilly to go to prom with you like it’s no big deal, and they won’t feel like it’s a big deal? Thye care, dude! What you say matters to them!”

Something in that makes Eddie pause, breath hitching on the tip of his tongue. He knew that, of course… Didn’t he?

His mind flashes back to the three years ago, just in the middle of prom season.

“Y/N Henderson, you did not–”

“Oh but I did! I did, despite it all!”

Eddie feels the bright afternoon sun on his back, the ever warming spring air making his hair and their hair flutter in the wind.

Today has been a weird day. His friends all seemed either jittery or smug, like they know something he doesn’t, a joke he didn’t get the punchline yet.

But the weirdest thing? His best friend wasn’t waiting for him by his parking spot.

At the end of class, he found a pretty envelope on his locker, attached to it a blue little flower– one of the few he recognizes. Forget-me-not’s.

“6 years sure go by fast. We’ve been through a lot in that time, didn’t we? And we will go through a lot more shit, knowing us like I do.

I was hoping you’d indulge me on a little game, just for old times sake.

Check the supply closet closest to you.”

From then on, he went on a surprisingly elaborate scavenger hunt. Passing through closets, to bathrooms, even checking in with his friends when the little clues told him to. Surely enough, each one handed him a new letter, and each one had a soft and excited smile on their lips.

After a good half hour of running around the school like a headless chicken, Eddie had accumulated enough clues to fill both his pockets and enough flowers for a small bouquet. The last letter sits on his hand as he dashes around the halls, a big smile on his lips.

“Ok, I promise this is the last one– for real this time, I swear.

This had been a rough year on you, but I was hoping to send it off with a bang. One last middle finger to the world before I have to leave you behind to fend for yourself in the lion’s den.

So, Edward Munson, meet me by the woods, in our usual spot.”

“Henderson, you absolute maniac!” Eddie all but jumps over the picnic table, practically throwing himself on his best friends arms. They don't even blink, only opening up and holding him. Firm, steady and warm. Their laughter feels like electricity and care all at once over his skin, and he breaks into goosebumps.

“Did you like it? Had any fun?”

“Hell yeah I did! How long have you been planning this, dude?!”

“Ah, who cares about that?” They flick their wrist, like trying to get rid of an annoying fly. Eddie’s way too used to their dismissive and nonchalant nature at this point, so he just laughs and hugs them close again.

“Jesus Christ, Henderson, what did I ever do to deserve you?”

He can’t see, but their smile softens. The hold on him tightens, and they buries their face into the mess of his hair.

“You’re you. That’s more than enough.”

After a beat, they finally pull away from the other. Eddie doesn’t even questions at their dazed gaze, used to it at this point, even if he never truly knew the reason behind it. He squeezes their shoulders, still a little incredulous at the situation. Taking his little moment of silence as an opportunity, Y/N steps back and takes one last flower from their pocket. It’s a little bit beaten up after being squashed in the hug, but it makes Eddie’s heart feel tight anyway.

“Look, I know this hasn’t been an easy year for you. You’ve been through a lot of shit, dealing with shitheads like Carver and Hagan, and that you didn’t graduate, but… But I wanted to make the end a good memory, you know? Eat junk food, dress fancy for once in our lives, pretend that we’re the protagonists for once, you know?”

They take a deep breath, eyes locked on the little flower on their hand. It’s impossible to lift their head and finally gaze into the eyes of their best friend. The love of their life.

Bah, call 'em dramatic. They're already way too deep into this cheesy bullshit to care.

“So. Eddie. Eds. Angel. Would… You, maybe… Like to… Gotopromwithme??”

Well that was smooth.

Still, it doesn’t seem like he cares about their awkward stumbling.

Instead, he just pulls them into one more hug, laughing like a maniac.

“Yes! Of course I’d like to, you dumbass! You’re my best friend!”

And those words make their heart races and breaks, all at once.

They let the little blue flower fall to the ground, unbothered by the numbness on their fingertips.

“I know. You’re my best friend too, Eds.”

Eddie shakes his head, locks brushing against his nose at the intensity. This is a crisis for another time.

“I know, believe me. But I’m telling the truth! I don’t care about Chrissy, I legitimately want them to be my date!”

Dustin raises an eyebrow, feeling the genuine longing in Eddie’s tone. It’s a surprising match to his siblings, every time they talks about Eddie. That lingering bitter-sweetness in the end of the sentence, the longing in each and every word. He’s heard them rant and ramble, on and on, about the metal-head more time than Dustin feels like counting, he knows that tone. It’s a perfect match.

So, he sighs, leaning his head back against the library’s chair to the point his cap almost falls off.

“Fine, I’ll help.”

“Yes!”

“SHHHHH!”

…

Today was… Weird.

Maybe it was the way the sun was beating down my face, too hot for a spring day, maybe it was the fact that the 7-11 I passed by didn’t have my favorite slushy flavor, but something just seemed… A little off today. Like someone just tilted the world a little bit to the left.

I take a long drag from the cigarette between my lips, watching the shining sun from my spot by my car. Sitting beside me is none other than Billy Hargrove, the same glare up at the sky as mine.

It’s always funny hanging out with Billy by the school’s grounds. We used to beat each other up in this same parking lot, about two years ago! And now look at us, sharing a can of coke beneath the spring sky like two dads waiting for their kids after football practice.

“I can hear your brain about to cook up some weird shit to say, Henderson. Please keep it to yourself.”

I don’t even blink at his harsh tone, putting a sugary sweet expression and leaning to lay my head on his shoulder.

“Awn, I know you love my commentary.”

He’s quick to brush me off, with not nearly as much strength as he used to a few years ago.

“I’d rather hear the screams of children.”

All I can do is snort, laughing slightly before taking a sip of the can between us.

Billy is one of the only people acting somewhat normal today, same snarky responses that once made me lunge for his throat and same pissed off frown.

He’s also one of the few people I trust the most, funnily enough. What can I say, he’s seen the worst in me and somehow still sticks around- probably because I’ve seen the worst in him too, but still. Maybe that trust is what made me press the halfway burnt cigarette into the ground and turn to look back at him.

“Hey, dude?”

“Hm.”

“Is it just me or is everyone kinda off today?”

And to my surprise, he doesn’t immediately respond. Instead, he raised his own cigarette to his lips, taking a long and deep drag.

“Nope, just you.”

“Pfft, weird, something tells me your lying?”

“Something? What, like voices in your head? Damn, I knew you were crazy, Henderson, but this is new ground.”

“Billy.”

“… Hmph.”

He stuffs his hands in his jeans pockets, sunglasses tilting down just enough to see the look he sends me. I shake my head and he relaxes. There’s a small pause after that. He flicks the cigarette ash off, before glancing to me again.

“Look, it’s nothing you have to worry about, ok?”

I can’t help but chuckle at his words, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Last time you said that, you were possessed by a god damned spider monster thing.”

“Yeah, but this time I’m not. So chill out.”

Isn’t he sweet?

I chew on the inside of my cheek, breathing in slowly before letting out a long long sigh.

“Fine.” A pause. But then I turn to look at him again, with the most serious expression I can. “But if you are possessed again-”

“Fuck off.”

“Pfft-”

The loud ringing of the school bell quickly brings our attention back to the front doors of Hawkins High. Like clockwork, they open and the sea of teenagers roll out, flooding the parking lot. My eyes drift between faces, looking for any sign of my favorite club, but the first thing I catch is a familiar cap and a mess of red hair.

Dustin immediately runs up to me, his cap hitting me on his attempt at a dive hug. Max is not so far from him, but instead of the affection attack she just flips Billy the bird… which he quickly reciprocates, smirking.

The two types of siblings.

“Hey, Junior.” The sarcastic and rougher edge to my voice quickly melts off, turning to the normally sweeter and more relaxed tone reserved only for my little brother. Dustin immediately turns to me, smiling like he always does- but, of course, there’s something off.

“Hello there, older sibling figure.”

… ok.

I just let out a chuckle, a little weirded out. See? It can’t be just me, everyone’s acting all skittish for some reason. Did I miss the memo?

Max pushes Dustin’s cap over his eyes before he has the chance open his mouth again, her eyes literally screaming for him to shut up. Then, she turns to me.

“If he hurts you, tell me. I’ll kick his ass.”

“… What???”

The hell’s going on?

Dustin clears his throat, pushing his hat back and sending Max a half hearted glare.

“As I was about to say- Eddie told me to give you this.”

From the depths of his many pockets, he pulls a… letter? A note, better said, scribbled in a chicken scratch of a writing I know way too well.

Before I can open it, he quickly pulls me so I look at him again.

“I’m gonna catch a ride with Max today I’ll see you later ok bye-”

And he practically drags Max to Billy’s car… which she weirdly let’s him do. I look back at the blonde next to me… and he doesn’t even blink at the interaction, stepping on the rests of his cigarette before turning away from me without a word.

What…. the hell.

As the familiar camaro drives off the parking lot, leaving me to my lonesome by my truck, I glance down at the note in my hands. Crumpled notebook paper, with the little bits used to wrap around the spiral still attached, and that familiar handwriting.

After a huff of amusement, I open up the letter.

“Greetings, dear adventurer! It is I, Eddie the Pardoned (we really need to workshop that title).

This is your formal request to join in on an adventure through the ever changing land of Hawkins High school. Walk across the mighty and dangerous hallways where jocks once slammed our faces into lockers, or traverse into the terrifying lands we call the gym showers!

Follow the riddles and clues, and if you’re lucky, the gates of a whole new adventure shall open to those with brave and worthy hearts.

Good luck.”

“Dramatic dork.” I mumble beneath my breath, but the smile on my lips can only be described as disgustingly smitten.

I look over the note again, flipping it between my fingers. Surely enough, more writing in the back.

“Those who trail my path are the best liars, but also the most emotional of artists. The many nights you’ve spent between my walls, you were never quite yourself. Oh, wow, he really wasn’t kidding on making riddles, huh?”

I can’t help but let out a chuckle, raising my eyes from the paper in my hands and looking around the parking lot. There’s a lot of people walking around right now, most speeding to get home after a long long Friday, but my eyes don’t catch a single hint of anyone using the familiar Hellfire shirt. Which is definitely weird, they’re normally the first ones to leave the school. Still, no sign of Jeff, or Bryan, or Gareth, much less Ed.

I look back down to the riddle.

“The many nights you’ve spent between my walls” So it’s a place, then? One I’ve been before, if Eddie isn’t being a little shit and using “you” because he thinks it sounds better.

“Those who trail my path are the greatest liars, but most emotional of artists.” Greatest liars? And most emotional of artists. Well, if it’s a place, related to art, then the art room? But then why the lying?

“You weren’t quite yourself.” Wasn’t… quite myself. Hm.

A place, probably one at school since I doubt he would’ve gone so extra as to go around the entire city, related to art and lying. “Wasn’t quite yourself.”

…

Wait, the drama club?

Art of lying- could he mean acting? A room related to acting in which I’ve been to before.

The drama club, at D&D nights!

My feet are moving before my brain is, crumpled up note being carefully stuffed into my pants pockets.

…

Not far…

“The bird has taken flight, over.”

“Dustin, will you stop with the codenames?! Just- Just get into position! Over!”

…

How many damn riddles can this man write??? I must’ve collected more than twelve by now!

There’s a small collection of notes in my left hand, my pockets too filled up to stuff any more of them without damaging. My shoes squeak against the floors of the mostly empty school, echoing in my ears as I run from room to room, classroom to classroom.

I swear, If this is some sort of elaborate prank, I’m going to kick Eddie’s ass until Halloween comes.

I let out a groan leaning down to reach another, stuck beneath my– well, not mine, it hasn’t been mine since I graduated– seat at the iconic Hellfire Club lunch table. When I turn to the back, I’m surprised to see there isn’t a riddle this time, no little set of verses to greet me. So, after a small hum of interest, I fold it open.

“If you’ve reached this point of your quest, fair knight, I’m proud to tell you your prize awaits you! (Because I’m not like SOME people who do FAKE OUTS THREE TIMES IN A ROLL)

All that’s left is for you to come and get it. Your king awaits in our usual spot.”

-E.M.

“Pfft– my king?” I can barely pay attention to the soft laugh that leaves my lips, chest too warm and filled with cotton to notice. Dork.

Still, I just set the note with the rest, walking to the nearest exit with a smile on my lips.

I’m still have no idea what Eddie is planning with all of this. Despite the dozen plus notes, he hasn’t gave me a single of hint for the reason of this scavenger… Hunt.

…wait.

I mean, it’s not– it’s not possible, right?

He was talking about inviting Chrissy less than a week ago!

Nah, nah, yeah, it’s not… He wouldn’t. Not me, anyway.

…

Well I just made myself sad.

A groan leaves my lips as I shake my head, hair flowing around with the motion before bouncing and stopping, strands sticking to my eyelashes. Enough with the self pity. I’m better than this. Whatever it is that Eddie has planned to me is going to be awesome.

The hallways echoes with my steps, the sound of my combat boots squeaking in the shiny tile flooring being the only sound as I leave the school. It’s late afternoon at this point, the sun starting to set as everything is painted golden. The walk through the woods is longer than I remember, the late spring wind ruffling through my clothes. After a while, I’m reaching the clearing…

And there’s no one here…?

“Eddie?” I spin in place, looking in between the trees for any sign of the silhouette I know better than my own. It’s quiet here, with the exception of the singing birds and early crickets. I stuff my hands in my pockets, and my brows twitch in worry. “Did I take too long…?”

When I pull them back, one of them holds the last hint. It’s impossible to be anywhere else– he literally said our usual spot, and this is it, isn’t it? Unless my first suspicion was right, and he really meant to spread these around the town– wait, no, then why would he set them up around school? What am I m–

“BOO– OW!”

“EDDIE?!”

My knuckles sting, heart beating louder than a drum as I stare at my fallen best friend, cradling his own face. Immediately I reach for him, falling to my knees by his side.

“Jesus Christ, Munson, you scared the shit out of me! I’m so sorry– Oh, god dammit, sweetheart, c’mere, c'mere… Let me see…” I gently tug his hands from his face, touches practically feather light and with as much care as I can channel. He laughs all the while, completely unbothered by the forming bruise on his cheek.

“Jesus Christ, Henderson– You pack quite the punch! Holy crap, I think you dislocated my jaw–”

“Stop saying shit like that, you’ll manifest it.” I chuckle under my breath (but do check his jaw, making sure everything is in place and I didn’t punch one of his teeth in.). “Why the hell you sneaked up on me like that? What thought process made you think that was a good idea??”

“I don’t know!” He laughs, falling limp on the grass while looking up at me. His smile is almost dopey, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he said he just got baked. He doesn’t smell like weed, tho. Just smoke and cologne, the one that makes me wish I could bury my nose into his neck and just live there. “I thought it’d be a good idea? All I needed to do was distract you for a little while!”

“Distract me?” I snort, brows tilting in a playful frown. “From what?”

“Shit–” And at the sound of my brother’s cursing, I lift my eyes from my best friend’s face.

What do I find if not the rest of the Hellfire club, haphazardly stacked on each other’s shoulders putting up a huge banner on the branches of the nearest threes. Jeff has Mike on his shoulders, while Bryan has Justin– and Lucas and Gareth watch a few steps away, clearly trying to not bring attention to themselves as I turn to them.

“Michael, if you ruin my jacket with your dirty ass shoes–”

“I’m trying not to! Stop moving!”

“Guys! Guys, I’m gonna fall! BRYAN–”

“You’re not gonna fall, Dustbin– stop being a pussy and just tie the goddamn thing.”

“What the hell…?” I mumble, even more confused than when I found the kids sneaking Eleven into Mike’s basement.

Eddie doesn’t answer me with anything but a cackle, getting up to his feet and jogging up to the rest of the club. His grin is so wide his dimples are lost between smile lines, brown eyes shining in the late afternoon sun that warms my skin and cheeks. He skids to a stop under the banner, not even waiting to check if it’s tied up properly before tugging the bottom and unrolling it.

‘COME DITCH PROM WITH THIS FREAK?’

And the arrows badly painted on the bottom point directly at him, that turns around to beam my way with his smile brighter than the sun.

…

I don’t know if the guys have fallen silent or if I just gone deaf, but I don’t have the mental power to look. It’s like the whole world turned… quiet.

My heart can’t seem to choose between skipping beats or skidding to stop. I can feel my skin tingling, my knuckles going from stinging to burning. As does the back of my neck and the bottom of my gut.

I read the words, over and over again, shocked…

“Is this…” My tongue feels like it’s knotted, tied and shipped to the other side of the country. No words could ever describe– whatever the hell I’m feeling right now. “Are you… Is– Are you for real??”

“Yeah.” He chuckles, the warm orange lighting almost making it look like his cheeks are dyed a soft red. His smile is confident, almost cocky and playful as he looks down at me. “As real as a I can be.”

My mouth feels drier than a desert, and I swallow harshly. I can’t turn my eyes from him, like I’m transfixed… which, in someways, I am.

He has hypnotized me, a puppet on his strings.

I feel starstruck.

Eddie takes my silent as a go ahead, because after standing under the banner for a second, he slowly walks to me again. For some reason, I don’t even think to get back on my feet until he’s almost right in front of me, his head obscuring the sun as if he’s the only star I need.

“Henderson,” He says, the smirk on his lips almost sheepish. “I’ve got to apologize. I’ve been… kind of a shit best friend for the last couple years. You’ve been my paladin, my white knight, the voice of reason when I wasn’t thinking and I didn’t even thank you properly.”

He extends his hand, the black stone in his ring finger catching the sunlight from his smile.

“So let me make it up to you… Will you let me take you with me to not-prom?”

My throat closes up, my eyes sting, but my smile is as bright as the moon.

“Yeah, I will.”

And I take his hand, letting him pull me to my feet.

taglist! @eddiesgirlforever @plk-18 thx for the support and the patience!! :D

#eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #HD&SC #god it took me SO LONG to write this! #six months! #jesus! #hopefully next part will be easier #although it will DEFINITELY be the longest but no spoilers #on other news #i edited this while high on cold medicine and in great pain from cramps #sorry if something doesn't make sense #eddie munson

[salora-rainriver]

Alright look.

You don’t need to be famous!

You don’t need to be a content creator.

You don’t need to have a hundred thousand followers.

You don’t need to make a massive impact on the world.

It’s okay to fucking EXIST in the world. To make a small impact. To have normal friends and a normal obscure life, like everyone else on this planet.

I get it if you’re lonely, I get it if you feel like there’s no point to life, but fame isn’t the answer to that problem.

Yes I am talking about James fucking Somerton. Hell, I am talking TO James Somerton, motherfucker if you’re reading this, somehow, despite me literally being a nobody on tumblr, then- wow! What are the odds! What the fuck is wrong with you. Also don’t fucking do it. Please log off and live a happy normal mediocre life. Please.

But I’m also talking to every 20-something (me included) who thinks “gee i want to be like those fancy content creators and filmmakers and artists who make stuff and everyone looks at it.”

LISTEN. STATISTICALLY SPEAKING, YOU PROBABLY WON’T BE A CELEBRITY, AND THAT’S PROBABLY A GOOD THING.

And I’m not saying don’t dream big. “Dream big” can mean all sorts of things, and none of them have to be about fame. Entertainment and academia are like 10% of the full breadth of human experience.

You can garden. Knit. Raise animals. Go scuba diving. Join a book club. Play sportsball. Dance at a club. Dance at a park. Learn tango! Paint pictures for small local galleries and people who want something crazy on their walls. Have sex. Go to concerts. Volunteer. Write poetry. Learn an instrument. Learn a language. Go hiking! Biking! Run a marathon! Collect coins, collect shells, collect bones. Find god (any god). Be the guy who hands put water bottles at protests. Join a tabletop gaming group. Play trading card games.

I’ve been saying for a real long time that someone like James Somerton is just not fit to write video essays, he’s not fit to be a content creator - James if you’re still here, we all saw your ‘measured response’, if you were telling the truth about those memory issues and ADHD and they genuinely are so bad that you can’t properly cite your sources- you can’t be a video essayist. I’m sorry. It’s part of the job description.

and look. that’s okay. because there’s so much other stuff he can do with his life. Stuff that doesn’t require him to, you know, make proper citations. Write creatively. Manage a film production company. Those things. The things he evidently can’t do competently.

The idea that he’d rather die than have a normal life, a peaceful life out of the public eye, working a job that he can actually be good at, having his hobbies and his real life friends and maybe even a family… there’s no other word for it than “sad”. That’s so fucking sad, and I don’t even mean that in an insulting way. I know I hate the dude, but jesus.

And I just. If you’re reading this post and the idea of someone absolutely who’d rather die than be normal resonated with you - first of all, do you need a hug, second of all,

This post is for you.

Please take care of yourself and just find joy doing what you want to do. Don’t try to Be Famous. Please.

#tw suicide #james somerton #sorry if my phrasing seems off im trying to thread a tonal needle here #i hope my message is clear #if not lemme clarify: i say this with compassion. not mockery.

[sirfrogsworth]

"End Wokeness" seems to think that these airmen look "soft" and would not scare the armies of China and Russia.

I mean, currently, a winter storm and consumer DJI Mavic drones with small grenades attached to them are scaring Russia.

And the Chinese military propaganda displays resemble more of a choreographed Rockettes routine rather than competence in battle.

Apparently everyone in the military needs to look like a roided-out bodybuilder or else the enemies of the US will think we are weak and easily defeated.

Forget the fact that most Air Force personnel (aside from the Stargate teams) are not engaged in much hand-to-hand combat.

Forget that modern warfare often involves firing heavy artillery from far away or piloting a drone like a Playstation game.

Forget that all branches of the military have thousands and thousands of non-combat roles to fill.

Forget all that.

Let's look at a real Delta Force operator from the 80s--the same era that the Predator actors are from.

Meet Sgt. Major Mike Vining.

This dude looks like he should be teaching junior high science and is very disappointed that you didn't complete your baking soda volcano on time.

In reality, he was the Delta Force's first explosive ordinance dude. (That's what the D in EOD stands for, right?) He has 4 bronze stars for heroic action.

He was a special forces badass, through and through.

When you have a significant force multiplier like, say, a firearm, giant muscles and tall statures are less important. Stamina, endurance, grit, willpower, skill, and competence are much more important.

Combat personnel come in many shapes and sizes.

And some of them look like they want that report on covalent bonds by Monday.

[avissapiens]

Jockbull Summer Week 6 Set A (18/12/23-24/12/23)

Model used is Tsonghan Wu

1. 

Man push ups this week were rough in terms of actually being consistent with them. Too many fucking distractions and bad days and just overall misscheduling. It's not too bad tho because on the 1 day it turned out perfect i managed to crank out 50. And even writing that is such a fucking thrill. We got halfway to the goal in 1 month. Its so euphoric.

2.

I am just gonna have to start competing against myself aren’t I? I guess its just a bad time of year for it. Everyones tired and tuckered out and in fairness so am I. New year means a mental refresh and reset, so i’ll be more structured in this one in january. Which sounds like the kind of New years res bs you normally hear. But i’m serious (famous last words)

3.

Nothing to throw out this week but I did FINALLY get that rawgear drop. Its actually very nice and is a good set of replacements for what I’m planning to discontinue as well as some new styles that i wanna try out, like this sleeveless hoodie.

4.

 Fewer opportunities to do this one but the times that I did were super fun. I tried to give brah Jockrs a lesson on it and he got some of it down, but only a few aspects at a time. Truly he just ended up breaking down giggling at the way Americans say Cock lol.

5.

Baki was also a bit shaky this week ngl. i just had several days where the cut was taking its toll and my energy levels were stuck. And then some of the days i had some other more pressing matters to deal with which will be elaborated in Set C

6.

Big gains on this one. New Gym contact acquired

There’s this dude i’ve seen around occasionally since I started. He’s not a super regular but he looks amazing. Shredded, lean, cut. Calisthenics type build. Gorgeous blond bro with a beard,  almost stereotypically good looking. I’ve seen him sorta training other folks. He’s always had this super cocky aura whenever I saw him. Would always be smirking and chatting up a bunch of girls he randomly seemed to know. And when I was more insecure it did also feel like he was showing off and being a bit of a douche on purpose around my former fatass self. Which is kinda hot. But it didn't make me feel good.

Well on a really nice heavy pull day i was sitting waiting for a machine to free up and HE came up to ME and started chatting. He told me that I was looking so much better than I was a year ago. We talked a bit and he said he wants to be a PT but is kinda just doing it unofficially. Got his name, Liam. Very golden retriever.

The shitty thing is; despite looking almost 25 i’d say, the fucker is only 17. That was a little heartbreaking. Obviously we’re training for different goals and different ideals and there’s no real competition between us. But come on, that's catfishing at that point lol.

An additional point. Which sounds a little woo woo This was the day that I received some new pheromone cologne. So I like to think that had a little effect in making me more approachable.

#jockbull summer #JBS #Jock #bull

[ecargmura]

Paradox Live The Animation Episode 11 Review - Illusions

WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON??? HOLY HECK???? My mind is blown right now. This was an intense episode of Paradox Live. I can’t believe all that happened. Hold on, I need time to process everything.

Okay, so I’ve been theorizing who Shura and the Ramen Guy where since they look like the same person. I had theorized Shura, the one on stage was an illusion and Mr. Ramen dude was the real deal and I got it right. It turns out that Yasha is also an illusion; Buraikan, in general, look how they did ten years ago. I do wonder what their purpose is. Having Buraikan show up as how they did ten years ago was definitely a set up for the four current groups to compete with each other. What is their goal? To destroy everyone? To harvest their phantometals and create illusions out of them? Is the villain’s plan to make illusions out of everyone equivalent of cloning?

Mr. Ramen Guy is alone and the real Yasha is nowhere to be seen. I’m assuming he’s trying to instill revenge onto Alter Trigger by messing with the Paradox Live finale? Judging from the opening narration intro, the real Yasha died ten years ago due to phantometal overusage—and it happened on stage too. Is the real Shura going to be the surprise hero of this bad scenario right now?

Regarding cozmez, I did theorize a lot of things about Nayuta back in episode 7. One of them was speculating Nayuta being a phantometal illusion Kanata created after witnessing and knowing he had died. Guess what happened in this episode? That theory came true. Damn, so Kanata basically rapped with an imaginary version of his brother all this time. No wonder he seemed so robotic and out of it at times. It also makes sense why the current Nayuta didn’t recognize Shiki because he was an illusion; Kanata didn’t know about Shiki, so the Nayuta that was wandering about was formed from what he believed to be his brother.

Poor Kanata. Poor, poor Kanata. He needs a hug, badly. His trap reaction is remembering his brother’s death which is so traumatic that it’s causing him to go berserk with the corrosion. Stop being mean to Kanata! The boy already went through a lot; stop adding more trauma on to his resume. It hurts when your favorite character is going through trauma. Though, I do feel as if Buraikan was targeting Kanata specifically, or was it just coincidence since he won the extra stage by default?

What is up with Ryu, though? He looks possessed, muttering about how Buraikan and Nayuta were ghosts and such. He does have this weird split personality that occurs occasionally. Maybe that is the reason why he’s acting weird. Given he’s the only one who cannot experience trap reactions, I do wonder if he will play a factor into solving this situation—if he’s willing to, that is.

The BAE scenes were nice. Seeing Hajun cheering up Allen was so sweet. I really liked Hajun’s reaction too; he was all like “Your music kills people? Yeah, it’s true. It happened to me once.” His bluntness is charming in a way. I have a huge soft spot for scenes where someone shields someone from the rain with an umbrella. The scene where Allen was singing in English felt super romantic too. Oh, speaking of which, I was always amazed with Allen’s English pronunciation and I recently learned that his voice actor Gakuto Kajiwara had lived in Singapore in the past, hence his surprisingly good English skills; here’s a video I found on Twitter that has him speaking English. Since Allen wanted Hajun to open up before, Hajun was returning the favor and he did it two times better. Given that BAE was at Razzle Dazzle and not Paradox Live, I do feel as if they will be the key to saving the day. I hope they team up with Mr. Ramen Guy.

Since next episode is the finale, what will happen? I expect the biggest, super special awesome rap showdown between the fake Buraikan and BAE. This is a rapping show, after all; rapping is always the solution here. I’m so nervous about what’s going to happen to Kanata. Let him be happy, please. What are your thoughts on this episode?

#paradox live the animation #paradox live #kanata yatonokami #nayuta yatonokami #cozmez #buraikan #yasha #shura #allen sugasano #BAE #Ryu Natsume #the cat's whiskers #akan yatsura #review #anime #anime review #arum journal #ecargmura #leave Kanata alone

[thegeminisage]

THE VOYAGE HOME breakdown

i liveblogged this on the notes app on my phone bc i could not be bothered w tumblr while i watched it. 10/10 movie i love spock's little bandana

first scene was really rough bc they made us watch the enterpise blow up again. i did NOT like reliving that. she's a beautiful woman and i loved her

kirk being in trouble was so funny. like hes been in trouble in tos before but not THAT kind of trouble

did gasp aloud when they said vulcan exile. kirk spock and bones were on VULCAN EXILE for THREE MONTHS and you're telling me they didn't fuck. impossible. i have so much fanfiction to read

gasped when i saw spock far away on that cliff too. i went from watching the movie to doing whatever it is i do when i see spock on my screen. i was so instantly invested like 100x more than i had been previously. cathy made fun of me for calling it the spock movie but lo: there was spock

thrilled to see his mom again even though she fucking sucks. i thought she had died or something since she wasn't in search for spock lol he doesn't need that!!

me when they mentioned yorktown: omg another aos reference

i knew this movie was about whales but not in what capacity. so when the probe showed up we went back and forth for a really long time on whether this was The Whale. we were very impressed with its little laser

uhura remains the most beautiful woman to ever live. she gets hotter in every film idk how she does that

i liked when kirk gave bones a direct order to like "stay here" or whatever and he said with his mouth "no way" and followed him out anyway. fucking hilarious there's no use trying to hide behind rank anymore captain. their relationships have evolved so wonderfully <3

the time travel cgi was wack. idk what they were doing but it made me uncomfortable

"we can get back but only with NUCLEAR POWER" it's just like back to the future fr

spock's bandana.

i knew he wore it in this film because i have seen fanart and a couple of gifs but it was even better to see it in person as it were

spock was great in this film. unclear how much of his personal memories he had back, i would like to assume most of them? but back at factory settings nonetheless. i liked getting to watch jim and bones teach him to be "human" all over again, even down to jim asking to be CALLED jim, instead of by his title. i have a feeling we're gonna get a lot of that with data in tng and knowing i will love data is all that makes it possible for me to part from spock. spock failing at swearing, being bad at lying, being bad at loving italian - bones said he wasn't firing on all thrusters and he was right, but he's still competent enough to get them back to their own year. i also really liked him knocking out the dude with the radio lol. AND THEN EVERYONE CLAPPED which would have been ridiculous for anyone but spock.

whaling videos sad. i do love that this movie was pro-whale propaganda...i feel like we got a lot of that in the late 80s/early 90s, so maybe whales really WERE gonna go extinct and we saved them thru the power of cheesy movies. one likes to dream

kirk is losing his touch as a honeypot. he so throughly failed to seduce this biologist it's embarrassing. she only cares about whales, dude.

scotty hunting and pecking on the keyboard at the speed of light is me fr. i never learned to touch type and now i have a role model. i mean you can't expect HIM to touch type he's missing a fucking finger

giving the molecule to those guys early is ALSO an aos reference. this is where spock got the idea in the 2009 movie i bet :(

chekov being russian when he got caught is both more hilarious and more distressing, like. considering.

"he is a man of deep feelings" on vulcan this counts as a slur

extremely skeptical of them taking the whale biologist until she pointed out that if whales were extinct there would be no whale biologists in the future and so they needed her. fair point, movie

i feel like movies just never have real water anymore. is that just me? 90s movies had water all the time and these days you never see any real water. shit's expensive. they just cgi it.

THEIR SWIM PARTY CELEBRATIONNNN it was so good. jim dunking people in the water but also william shatner would have drowned in leonard nimoy wasn't holding him up lol that shit looked choppy as hell

i recognized their outfits at the trial all together like that from the photo in aos...made me sad

GIVING JIM THE CAPTAINCY BACK...god FINALLY. the sheer hell he goes through as a retired man...let him work...

i wasn't gonna cry during this movie but when spock said i feel fine i did in fact: cry. HE FEELS FINE.

AND FINALLY. ENTERPRISE BEING BACK. perfect touch to a perfect movie

tonight we start tng (we're going in release order) and i am sooo nervous to leave them but at least we have two more tos movies left so it'll be a gradual transition...ik im gonna like tng but i don't think i'll ever love any star trek character more than i love spock. hes everything to me!!!

#personal #star trek blogging #tvh lb #HIS LITTLE BANDANA #so far my fav movie is still search for spock #wrath of khan and voyage home tie in a very close second tho. i go back and forth on which one wins second place

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Head over heels- an Eddie Munson Oneshot

Sorry, this one ended up longer than I intended it to be❤️

Eddie Munson POV:

I knew the first time I saw her at one of my Corroded Coffin shows that we were destined to be together. Oddly enough she was there on a date with Steve Harrington. I watched her politely chatting and sipping at her drink at a table in the back corner of the bar. Steve was being his usual charming self, trying to be super smooth and impress her ,but every once in a while I would see her eyes wander towards the stage where I was performing . This meant that it was absolutely fucking crucial that I put on the show of my life to impress this girl. I mean she was on a date with Steve  'the Hair' Harrington, super tough competition. I know better than everyone because I am one of his best friends. Does that make me an asshole for stealing the most amazing girl I have ever met away from him, probably , but if I'm being totally straight with you, I am one hundred percent fine with my decision.

Steve Harrington is a ladies man, he can have any woman he wants, and often times does, he goes through women like it's his job. I'm not judging , dude can live his life the way he wants, I am certainly no angel , that's for fucking sure. I just didn't want him to have this one.

After the first set was done I hopped down off the stage and went over to introduce myself. I was so fucking nervous but I had to act cool. I watched her gorgeous eyes get wide as I came closer, she bit her lip nervously and my heart raced. She was even more beautiful up close.

Steve congratulated me on my first set sounding amazing, I thanked him then turned my attention to the girl I had been dying to meet all night.

" I don't believe I have ever had the pleasure of meeting you Sweetheart, I'm Eddie, and you are?"

Her voice was sweet and was music to my ears. I , Eddie Munson , the man who said love didn't exist, total skeptic, was in love at first sight.

We chatted for a few brief minutes before I had to go back up on stage, definitely not long enough.

" It was wonderful meeting you Eddie," she flashed me a bright ,beautiful smile." I am looking forward to the second set."

" The pleasure was all mine Princess." I took her hand and brought it up to my lips. " Hope I see you again, uh, I mean I hope you come to another show. Thanks for uh, coming Steve." Real fucking smooth.

I called Steve the very next day, I had to know how the rest of the night went.

" So, how did the date go?" I asked casually.

" I liked her, a lot. She is a really cool girl, funny as hell, cute laugh, but she seemed pre occupied. Almost like she she was possibly distracted by a long haired Metal head that just happened to be performing on stage, and then flirting with my date when he wasn't."

" I wasn't flirting."

" Bullshit Munson. That's total bullshit and you know it. You called her Sweetheart and Princess and you kissed her hand. You know Girls eat that shit up. You totally cock blocked me. She was a total goner, eyes on the stage the whole time."

" What?" My heart started beating faster. " What do you mean?"

" She only had eyes for you the rest of the night. I should have known better than to bring her to your show. I thought my game was strong, but I obviously can't compete with a guy with a guitar and sweet , brown puppy dog eyes. I mean I can’t really blame her, you are awful sexy on stage. “ he chuckled.” Maybe you are doing me a favor, she has horrible taste in music- she knew every word to every song you sang last night. Ozzy, Metallica, Iron Maiden, all of them-"

" Are you fucking with me? She really knew all the songs?"

" Oh yeah. Don't let those big doe eyes and pink dress of hers fool you, she is a total metal head."

" Steve, seriously are you screwing with me? "

" No Munson, I'm not fucking with you. She really liked you. And as much as I'm pissed that you totally stole this super cool chick away from me, I kind of think that she is a better match for you anyway. That is why I gave her your number-"

" You what? Holy fucking shit Steve!" I almost dropped the phone. " You gave her my number... do you think she will call? "

" I would say there is an 8 out of ten chance that she will call."

"Holy Shit Harrington, I could fucking kiss you!"

" Uh a thank you works just fine. "

" Thank you Steve."

" Believe it or not I want to see you happy, who knows if she is it, but it is worth a try right? Just don't fucking blow it Munson. You can't let her know that your a total dweeb and that you play D&D and your the Dragon King-"

" Dungeon Master-"

" Whatever- don't scare her away with that shit right out the gate ok? You can't tell her your friends with a bunch of high school nerds-"

" So are you!!"

" That's not the point, you my friend need all the help you can get."

I scoffed."I'm not totally helpless Steve, I've gone out on dates before, Jesus, it's not like I don't know how to act around women, I just haven't hooked up or had as many one night stands as you-"

" Your right, you clearly have skills if you were able to distract this girl from my moves. Listen, you need to keep me posted ok? I need details."

" I will let you know if she calls, as for details... we shall see."

" Fair enough. Well good luck Eddie."

" Thanks Harrington." I hung up the phone and flopped back on my bed. My stomach was in knots. What if she didn't call? What if I sounded like a total asshole when I talked to her? All of these thoughts kept whirling around my head. I tried for hours to watch tv, read , do whatever I could to take my mind off this girl, what if she waited days, weeks! She probably wouldn't call me anyway-

The phone rang. Fuck! That could be her, but what if it wasn't ? What if it was a wrong number or what if it was someone selling encyclopedias?

Ring!

Shit! I stare at the phone for a moment, take a deep breath and answer," Hello, this is Eddie."

" Oh ! Hi Eddie! " It was her, holy fucking shit, and she sounded nervous." I uh, met you last night at your show, I don't know if you remember me-"

" Of course I remember you, you are fucking gorgeous- I mean you are friends with Harrington right?"

" Yes," I could hear her practically sigh in relief." I hope you don't think this is weird, I don't usually call guys-"

" It's not weird at all, I'm glad that you called Sweetheart."

" You are? Phew! You have no idea how nervous I was about calling, I mean I know I don't really know you, and I know that this sounds crazy but, I felt like maybe there was a connection? Maybe you felt something too? Hopefully? Shit, I am rambling, I sometimes do that when I am nervous, you probably think I am completely insane-"

I chuckle." I don't think that you are insane. In fact you are probably going to think that I am completely crazy because I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since last night.."

" Really?"

" Yeah, and I was thinking about how I might not ever see you again, and how stupid I was for not getting your number. Then I felt guilty for wanting your number considering you were there with my friend.... I would really like to talk to you and get to know you better."

There was silence for a moment," I know that this is sudden and last minute, and I completely understand if you already have plans but-"

" I would love to see you again. "

" Do you know Benny's?"

" I love Benny's, when would you like to meet up?"

" 30 minutes? Is that too soon? "

" It's Perfect Sweetheart. I can meet you there in 30 minutes."

" Wonderful! Great! I will see you soon!"

" Can't wait." I waited for her to hang up then ran to the bathroom to splash on some cologne and try to tame my wild curls. When I was satisfied with my appearance I grabbed my leather jacket , hopped in my van and headed to the diner. I found a booth in the back that was a little more intimate and waited. Apparently she wanted to make a good impression by being early too because she walked in just minutes after I sat down. Her face lit up when she saw me sitting at the booth and she came back. She looked so goddamn cute. Instead of the pink dress she wore last night she had on a faded Metallica shirt, a jean skirt and some converse high tops. Absolutely perfect.

She slid in the seat across from me and ordered a Strawberry shake ( also my favorite)with cheeseburger basket, I ordered the same. And then we started talking...and talking. The waitress brought our food and we talked and ate, and when the baskets were gone I ordered pie for us to share, looking for any excuse to keep her there just a little bit longer. Conversation was so easy, we had so many things in common. We listened to the same music, read the same books, I loved watching her face light up when she talked about something she was passionate about, and she was smart and witty, a little sarcastic, and I fucking loved it. I don't think I had laughed that much in a long time. We sat there for hours talking, completely losing track of time until the waitress that I have known for a very long time now came over and politely asked us if she could have our table because the dinner rush had started. I looked at my watch , holy shit, we had literally been there from lunch to dinner. We apologized and she just smiled.

" Sorry Flo, we lost track of time."

" If I could I would let you two sit there all night, honey."

I snaked my hand out to grab the check before she could, paying the bill and leaving my favorite waitress a generous tip.

" You didn't have to pay Munson, it was my suggestion-"

I smiled , I liked it when she called me Munson, pretty sure I would like it if she called me an Asshole."Don't worry about it Sweetheart-" I slid out of the booth and offered a hand which she accepted with a smile. " Ladies first,"and I put my hand on the small of her back as we walked out of the diner. " Just buy me a drink sometime and we will be even."

She turned and smiled at me." Is that your smooth way of asking me to go out with you again?"

I smirked." Was it smooth enough for you to say yes?"

" It was pretty smooth. "

" Sooooo..." I followed her to her car and watched as she leaned her back against the door.

She squinted her eyes at me and bit her lip as if deep in thought. So fucking adorable. " I suppose so."

" You had me on pins and needles for a minute there Dollface."

She smiled." I can't appear too eager, I wouldn't want you to get the wrong impression of me."

I leaned in a little closer," I bet you don't kiss on the first date , right?"

" Right," she moved in a little closer to me." But technically maybe we could count this as our second date? If we did then I could kiss you." I watched her gaze drift down my face from my eyes to my mouth.

" Well we did get all the introductions out of the way last night." I licked my lips and slowly leaned in.

She closed the gap bringing her sweet lips to mine.

I brought my hands up to lightly cup her face, her mouth, her skin was so soft. I found myself completely lost in that kiss, and I Eddie Munson , was completely head over heels.

#eddie munson #eddie fanfic #eddie munson smut #eddie stranger things #eddie munson fanfic

[trickster-archangel]

I was rewatching 4x01, and holy shit.

I had forgot the absolute disgust, I'd say the complete and mortal offense you can read on Steve's face when Danny more or less implies that he should, maybe, dunno, have told Gabby that he loved her (Danny, my dude, just a tip: I love you but you're an idiot. If you have to think about saying or not saying "love you" to your girlfriend you've been dating for one year, with whom you have, your words, something nice - wow, don't squander, isn't nice a bit too strong of a word??? - then you're doing it wrong, all wrong, epically wrong, and you better leave her and DON'T DATE ANY OTHER BREAST-EQUIPPED HUMAN because you're clearly dating all the wrong people since you refuse to say the word).

YoU wAnT tO tElL hEr ThAt YoU lOvE hEr?!?!1!1?1!

Steve, my dude, that's not what a supportive best bro should ask his best friend. That's a petty, peeved, jealous, annoyed, pissed reaction from someone who's painted green. Emerald green. Camouflage green. Bottle green. All the greens of the greenery.

Yes, sure, he backpedals by adding that he should say it only if he means it...which is the kind of manly bullshit that he thinks will make him look all wise and broody. Too bad, again, that Danny lasercuts through his bullshit (drunken confessions together on the lanai till dawn? sulky Catherine one afternoon at Kame's truck trading secrets about their favourite Neanderthal?) and snarkily calls him out on the fact that he, Steven McGarrett, definitely never told someone that he loved them so he cannot speak from experience.

Truth is, Steve doesn't want Danny to tell Gabby those three words. He doesn't want to her him say it, because if he says it then it's real, and if it's real then it's Rachel all back again because he fucking left a voicemail to Rachel, whom he had always sworn he hated and resented and with whom he had told Steve it was over, also the respect let alone the love (and he had lied to Steve, it was the only time but hell will freeze before Steve forgets that Danny couldn't tell him about Rachel like he's telling him about Gabby), and in the voicemail he said that he loved her, and if he loves Gabby then he's lost Danny again.

And then he proceeds to go save Catherine like his life depended on it. Sure, he's done the same shit to save Chin too, he almost died to help Jenna, and he'd do exactly the same for everyone in his team. And she's not his girlfriend anyway, right? Both Steve and Catherine agree on this, at least. She's team.

But Steve says I cannot lose her too. And sure, he's thinking about his father. But it does sound a little strange that he immediately feels the need to reaffirm Catherine's presence in his life, and her necessity, just when Danny tells him he should probably, dunno, maybe, tell Gabby that he loves her (as a treat, because she makes him happy.....I have no words).

When he found Danny with Rachel and understood that he probably would've left Hawai'i (and Steve) right away, his reaction was to bust his whole life and career and break into the governor's house. He had nothing left to lose anymore.

When he heard that voicemail and knew, just knew, that he could never compete with Rachel, his immediate reaction was to bring Cath to the charity event as his plus one. An event where only the members of Five-0 were present, with no plus one. No Malia, no Gabby (although abroad, yes) nor Grace, no Fong. No plus one. But Steve felt the need to reaffirm his grasp on Catherine exactly when he felt it slip away from Danny for good. Going away with her for his scheduled training. To mark his territory and make sure, to himself mainly, that at least he had Cath.

I cannot lose her too can be easily disguised as shock for another one of his people being taken away to punish him, but it also does sound, more subtly, probably unconsciously, as a knee-jerk reaction to having lost Danny, once again.

#h50 #mcdanno #mcdanno meta #steve mcgarett #h50 4x01 #jilted lover!steve and pining!steve are such a unit #pining!steve #heartbroken!steve #mtmcd #danny willams

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Broken hearts can heal - Choi Minho SHINee Fanfic - Chapter II - Gifts around the dinner table

Story masterlist - please consult it for the summary of the story, trigger warnings etc.

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Chapter I / Chapter III

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Chapter II - Gifts around the dinner table

word count: 1.9k words

"Helloooo! Look who I brought!" Taemin sang, balancing four wine bottles in his hands, Onew following him shortly behind.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the guy who said he can't come." Minho exclaimed and got up to hug the older. You got up as well, to greet them properly.

"I have so much work to do! But Taemin basically dragged me-" Onew started, before getting interrupted.

"Da-Eun!" Taemin exclaimed and ran to you, hugging you tightly. You got along with him a lot, since he was such a happy, open person. You truly liked him, maybe also because he was the closest to you in age.

"Yah, let me meet her too, will you?" Onew laughed then came over to you with a bouquet of various spring flowers. "I'm Jinki, it's nice to meet you!"

"The pleasure is mine, I'm happy that all of you managed to come today after all."

"Let's sit down." Key instructed everyone.

"Wait, I'm gonna go get a glass for Jinki." You remembered. Since you were about to play host for the whole night, you had to play the part right.

"Wait, I'll go get it. Is Key still keeping them in the top cabinet?" Minho asked you, and as soon as you nodded, he ran to the kitchen. He apparently had other plans in store, seeming to be mindful of you.

~

"Okay, okay, let's see. Da-Eun, give us your best, cheesiest pick-up line." Minho laughed, reading the small card in the deck.

You've been playing 1000 questions for a while now, and the boys already managed to down almost 2 bottles of wine.

"Hmmmm, let's see. Let me think." You rubbed your chin with your fingers for a couple of seconds until you remembered what one of your customers told you that made you cringe for the whole day afterwards, partly because of the pick-up line itself, partly because the dude was a creep.

"It's okay, take your time." Kibum nodded empathetically.

"What's on the menu?" You looked at Minho.

"I don't know, what?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Me n U." You winked and smirked, making the boys laugh.

"Y'all she got rizz!" Jinki exclaimed, and Kibum was already wiping tears from the corners of his eyes as Minho burst out into laughter. The joke wasn't that funny, but they were all getting drunk pretty fast, and drunk men are the easiest to amuse.

"Ok, next card, to Jinki: tell us your best joke."

"Hmm, okay. What do clouds wear?"

You smiled and urged him to continue.

"Thunderwear."

"Wow, that was lame." Taemin laughed, soon followed by everyone else.

"Wait, since you're going to have a kid, does that mean that next year you'll compete against Jinki at saying dad jokes?" Minho laughed at Kibum, who burst out laughing again.

"No wayyy!"

"Come on, they're funny!" I playfully slapped Key's leg, who grabbed my hand lovingly and kissed it.

"You're all mean." Jinki pouted. "I have another one! Da-Eun, how do you get if Key disappoints you?"

"I don't know. How?" You chuckled.

"You get Ki-bummed out." He laughed, and this one actually made you snort.

The boys also seemed to find it funny as heck, as Taemin started holding his belly from laughter and Minho was already on the floor, literally, rolling.

"Okay, I know I have the best jokes in the world, but let's take a small break please, I gotta go take a piss." Jinki stood up, and you were thankful since you really wanted to do something before everyone got blackout drunk, and as things seem to go by, it was going to happen sooner rather than later.

You stood up and went to Taemin, tapping him on the shoulder two times and whispering in his ear.

"Can you come with me real quick?"

He nodded and stood up, and you guided him to your bedroom. You were glad Key went to the kitchen to bring some more snacks, and Minho was scrolling on his phone and didn't notice you and Taemin leaving the room.

"What are we doing here?" Taemin smiled excitedly, as it felt like you two were sharing a secret and doing a secret mission.

"Look, there are five small boxes up there, behind those clothes." You opened your wardrobe and pointed to the highest shelf where you hid gifts for the boys. "Can you grab them please?"

"Sure." Taemin smiled and took the boxes with ease, following you back to the living room.

"Where were you?" Jinki asked curiously, and you were glad that everyone was once again seated.

"So, since all of you came here... I have an announcement to make." You grinned and grabbed the first box, giving it to Kibum.

"Don't open that yet." You scolded him as you noticed his fingers already playing with the small ribbon that was holding the box in place, and he just nodded with a small smirk, as if he was caught under the Christmas tree too early in the morning by his parents.

You gave the second box to Onew, you placed the third one on the table, the fourth one went to Minho and Taemin ended up holding the remaining one.

"Okay... you can open them at the same time." You said and kneeled down in front of the table, opening the box you just placed there, as the person who was supposed to do it wasn't present.

Key was the first one to finish opening up his box and pulled out the custom T-Shirt you created from it, reading it out loud.

"You're going to be the most awesome dad. Signed, your future baby boy." He read it out loud, and as soon as the words left his mouth, he started sobbing and stood up to come and hug you.

"We're going to have a boy?!" He cried, and you became emotional and started crying as well, hugging him back as both of you kneeled on the ground.

The rest of the boys pulled out their T-Shirts as well. Onew's read: "Best Uncle #1", Minho's read "Best Uncle #3", and Taemin's read "Best Uncle #4".

"You... you made one... for Jonghyun?" Minho started tearing up as well, his eyes trailing over to the T-shirt you pulled out on the table that read "Best Uncle #2". Of course you couldn't forget someone who was so important to them. Even if he passed away so many years ago and you never got to meet him, Kibum still talked about him fondly, so you felt it was absolutely necessary to include him in this as well.

Minho put down his box on the table and stood up as well, kneeling next to you and hugging you and Key tightly.

The other two boys followed immediately, and came around the three of you, in a group hug.

The gesture made you feel accepted, and you were sure your baby was going to grow up being loved by so many wonderful people, which you were so grateful for.

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You woke up early the next morning due to the terrible nausea that didn't let you sleep, even if you went to bed late.

The boys all got drunk and decided to crash over, so you got out of your bedroom and walked as quietly as possible towards the bathroom, where you managed to throw up every little snack you ate last night.

You were feeling horrible and knew you couldn't go back to sleep, so after finishing throwing up your bowels, you washed up a bit and went to the living room, where you were surprised to see Minho sleeping uncomfortably on the couch. You had two guest bedrooms because you didn't have time to make one of them the nursery yet, so you weren't sure why he was out here.

Still, you didn't want to wake him up. It was barely 9 AM, and they stayed even later than you did. You started grabbing the empty wine glasses on the table with care and then came back to also get the few plates with leftover food.

He was still asleep by the time you finished grabbing what you wanted to clean up, so you carefully closed the kitchen door and poured yourself a glass of grapefruit juice, hoping it's going to help with the horrible nausea.

It didn't.

Still, you got up from the kitchen table and turned on the water, starting to wash the glasses.

You didn't hear the kitchen door open, so you got shocked to see two large hands grabbing the glass and kitchen sponge from your hands.

You turned your head around and saw Minho, who started to push you away from the sink with his body.

"Morning." He said, his voice raspy, and he looked so obviously tired, you felt bad he didn't sleep more.

"Did I wake you up...? Sorry, you should go back to sleep..."

"Let me wash these and sit down." He instructed you, making you frown.

"But-"

"You need to rest too, we've been loud until 5 AM. So please..."

"Okay..." You nodded, and it somehow felt like you were being scolded.

"Pregnant people should rest more than drunk idiots." He concluded, making you laugh.

"Don't be mean, you haven't seen each other in a long time." You smiled. "Should I make you a coffee?" You remembered, and wanted to stand up again before he threw you a killing glance.

"Just sit down, I have two arms and two legs, which I'm very grateful for, and they are great at making coffee. I'll just make one when I finish the dishes."

"You don't have to hand wash them, by the way... you can just put them in the dishwasher..."

"Why haven't you, then?" He laughed.

"It's getting harder to bend down..." You chuckled, looking down lovingly at your cute bump that was starting to get pretty big already.

"Kibum should be doing the washing then." Minho laughed. "I'm gonna scold him for you."

"He usually puts them in the dishwasher."

"He's still lazy. I swear. Whenever I would come visit, I would have to do all sorts of jobs around the house. Laundry, cleaning up tables, washing his dishes, gardening, you name it. I was shocked to see the house so spotless yesterday!"

"Come on, it wasn't that bad when I moved in." You laughed. "It's just that I'm a clean freak and I hate stains..."

"I'm the same! Clean freaks club united!" He laughed and raised a small fist in the air, splashing you a bit with water.

"Oh my god!" You laughed, making him turn around and notice.

"Oops, sorry, sorry!" He laughed as well and gave you a box of tissues to wipe up the bits of water.

"Thanks."

"By the way, Da-Eun..."

"Yes?"

"I really wanted to thank you... for last night. What you did was very thoughtful, and... thank you." He looked straight into your eyes, and you smiled kindly, understanding how much the simple gesture you did meant for him and the other guys.

"I should be the one to thank you for accepting me and for supporting me and Key's relationship... and I hope you'll also... love this baby and be there for him as his uncle..." You let your head down, feeling grateful.

"Of course! I'll be the best uncle. I'll play football with him, sing with him. You can count on me, Da-Eun!" He smiled kindly at you, then continued to wash the dishes.

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Chapter I / Chapter III

#shinee #shinee key #shinee masterlist #shawol #shinee jonghyun #shinee minho #taemin #minho #fanfiction #kim kibum #key #lee taemin #choi minho #kibum #happy #pregnancy #pregnant #party #fluff #shinee fluff #shinee fic #shinee taemin #shinee fanfic #wattpad #ao3

[cheemken]

Ok so you know Encanto? It was real popular in 2021. Well if you don’t know the whole idea is that this one family gets “gifts” or powers when they turn five. The gifts in order are,

Healing

Weather Control

Future vision

Plant Manipulation

Super Hearing

Super Strength

Shapeshifting

Zoolinguists

So there’s 8 gifts in the movie, and 8 champions

I think you know where I’m going with this

But I just thought to myself, the Champions are technically the protectors of their regions. But their only defences are their Pokémon

So what if Arceus saw humans appoint certain humans the title of “Champion”, saw these certain humans protected the weaker humans, and decided they needed something else to help protect the humans on earth, and decided to gift them powers

And no, this isn’t going towards a super hero AU. It’s heading towards a god AU

But yeah, Arceus decided these humans needed more than Pokémon to defend themselves and others, and gifted them powers

And when I said this is turning into a god AU, I didn’t mean the champions consider themselves gods, but the people of their regions do. At the very least Demigods

Because in their eyes, their Champions got blessed by Arceus, the god of all life in the universe and he who knows best

Really this is just the champions expectations, but 10x worse cause now they’re looked at like gods

(Also I don’t know if this has gone on for centuries, and every new champion gets a new power while the previous champion loses theirs. Or if the present champions are the first ones to receive gifts, you can decide which one you like more)

Oh and while they are powers, they can still be referred to as gifts in this AU because Arceus gifted the Champions with them

ENCANTO, DUDE, THE WAY I CRIED OVER THAT MOVIE man I just bcnxbxnxn dude the way it came to my house and broke my fucking heart giving me false hope of an apology from my grandmother but she didn't but I shouldn't speak abt that bc I'd be trauma dumping on an au lmfaooo

Anyways

HCMXHDJD YES DEMIGODS CHAMPIONS CHNXBC

It would be dope tho if like, the champions before them got the gifts too, but was then passed down to the next cause I have Diantha angst with the former champion bc she thinks she couldn't live up to his legacy even worse now bc she has powers and he was such a great champion they have a statue of him as Kalos' greatest champion and protector and she's like spiralling if she could really live up to the legacy he left behind

Anyways

Ough,,,,,, pls,,, that's so fuckin dope cnxnnd how it's really Arceus that gives the champions their gifts, but also should we still base the gifts off the movie?? I'm like thinking abt it but like feel free to also share yours on who'd get this gift and such but for me it's gonna be like this

Lance w super strength

Steven w plant manipulation

Wallace w weather control

Cynthia w future vision

Diantha w shapeshifting

Hau w zoolinguist

Leon w healing

Geeta w super hearing

Imagine if Iris is like Mirabel tho, she didn't get a gift from Arceus for whatever reason, and people kinda look down on her bc ofc she's a champion without a gift, could she truly protect the region w just her pkmn? And throughout it all she's trying to prove herself competent despite her lack of gift

But also it would be so so cool and it's so self indulgent bc I think Iris deserves dope things, that she does have a gift, it was still untapped, but she does have it, she has Arceus' powers herself maybe, that'd be cool, but ofc she doesn't know yet bc it's not as clear and prominent as the rest, so as she grew older, still trying to prove herself to everyone, she's desperately praying to Arceus to at least give her a gift too, she was a strong and competent champion, so why doesn't she have one

But ough she does she fucking does, Arceus took one good look at her and decided she's the one to truly inherit his power to protect the world, the way she could really help the other Champions with their power as well, the way she could give others gifts as well, the way she could do all the things Arceus could do, but she never realized it just yet

No cause there are nine champions so there should be one who doesn't have a gift hahah and me being me gave Iris the main charac card once again hahahah

But don't you think that'd be dope?? Idk it's dope for me that Iris could really use the move Judgement, but it's also cool to see her bond with the other Champions learning abt their gifts too, and then being the one to help them open up about their gifts

BUT ALSO PLEASE CYNTHIA W FUTURE VISION HER BEING THE BRUNO OF THE AU JDMCBDK

We don't talk about Cynthia😭😭

Lmfaooooo Wallace singing that, "we don't talk about Cynthia here, Iris" proceeds to talk about Cynthia

Man that's fucked up tho imagine since all the champions are already burdened by their gifts, and Cynthia sees it all, sees how it'll end for them if they can't handle the pressure anymore, sees that Iris won't get a power, and she doesn't wanna let her down, doesn't want Iris to feel like shit, so when she told the other Champions abt it, they didn't want to believe her, no, the pressure was already too much before they got their gifts, what more a champion without one? Cynthia felt like shit, she doesn't want to tell Iris about it, she couldn't handle the disappointment, the hurt, everything; so she ran away, hid herself from both her league and the rest of the champions

And since Arceus gave his powers to Iris (tho I wanna say he gave Hau his gift first before finally giving Iris everything he has), he couldn't give another person Cynthia's gift, also it's the fact no one's taken her title yet, she doesn't want anyone to take the champion title, she doesn't want anyone to go through the same shit she went through both before and after getting the gift

Ough shit this is making me go through it again lmfaoooo Lance w Surface Pressure HXKXXMXFJXBXK SHET

Or like Geeta w that Dolores fan song Turn It Down, please PLEASE DO YOU SEE MY VISION the line "I always listen, but never act" DO YOU SEE IT PLS she's like chdmdb she hears everything, hears every whisper, ever rumour, ever hateful comment about her and her fellow champions, but she doesn't do anything abt it. Arceus gave them these powers to help the people, but it's so hard to protect the people who doesn't even like her and will give her fake smiles and compliments when she does her duties to the point she became so fucking passive and would only act when someone tells her to

Omf okay I'm rambling this is dope I'm gonna fucking combust this is exciting chdmdb hahaha

#i like this au so much omffff #but also i wanna hear your thoughts abt it too #especially w their gifts and how the story would progress hahaha #sorry the iris bit was self indulgent tho i think she deserves it hahah #plus yknow extra angst ouo #pokemon champions #encanto au #demigod au #?? what should we call this— #an ask and an answer #jerseyk112

[ruinedsam]

Wait, I just thought of something. Abbadon decides that if Sam won’t take the throne, she will because Crowley is awful for her. But, she has been talking to Sam while trying to get him to take an interest in being King of Hell and finally says, “well, if you won’t do it, I will.” Sam just wants to finish his lunch in peace and agrees more out of the hope this will make people stop asking him to take the throne than anything else. Abbadon asks if he’ll support her, because Sam Winchester’s approval actually carries a lot of weight in part due to the fact that the throne might technically be his via Azazel and Lucifer and also everyone is lowkey terrified of him due to him being both a good hunter and that time period when he could snack on one of them and murder the others around with his mind, and Sam agrees because he just wants someone competent in charge as issues with the ruler always spill out to the rest of the world and he thinks Crowley won’t be able to make the demons truly accept him. But Dean is out there supporting Crowley, so it’s Winchester vs Winchester. I’m not sure how the Trials and the aftermath fit here, but if we assume Gadreel still occurred, he’s kicked out way earlier and I want it to be because Abbadon told Sam he had an angel as a passenger and that’s the last thing she expected from him after the stories she’s heard and her own observations: Sam freezes and she realizes he didn’t know. So things progress like they did in canon regarding the Gadreel aftermath, but this means that the Crowley/Dean vs Abbadon/Sam situation is all happening when things are already pretty raw between Sam and Dean. The fights between Sam and Dean over their respective support are brutal; Dean still takes on the Mark of Cain here, only there’s a real concern throughout this that Dean is going to relieve the Cain-Abel story. Sam has to leave for his own safety, and Abbadon (or Meg) eventually finds out and insists he stays with them. Sam more or less goes “whatever” and it’s cheaper than staying in a hotel and he really can’t stand seeing Dean right now—and if they wanted to kill him, they’ve had plenty of opportunities so far—so Sam is now living with at least one demon. Dean sneers at him about this, about how he’s picked a demon over his brother before and Dean should’ve seen this and making at least one crude comment about Sam’s addiction and if he’s sleeping with and drinking from this demon the way he was with Ruby, which Sam denies. Dean is about to make what is no doubt a derogatory comment, and Abbadon cuts him off by airily saying that Sam is actually safer with her than he is with his own brother. Throughout all of this, it is just a repeat of that constant issue that Sam first sensed as a kid but only found the real cause for after Cold Oak: he is Azazel’s son in the eyes of the demons, and apparently in Dean’s eyes as well. I’m not sure how the fallout goes, but I desperately want there to be more about Sam’s demon blood and I think we could’ve had a fun example of it during the Abbadon-Crowley arc

I only watched season 9 one time because it made me so mad so I don't really remember why/how/to what extent Dean teamed up with Crowley, but hell's internal politics really aren't his business and I don't see why anyone would care about his opinions lol he's just some dude. I really want Abbadon or maybe Meg tell him that in the most patronizing way possible, adding that Sam's the important one.

Anyway I really love this because Sam needs people who haven't been sanctioned by Dean in his corner and the fact that they're all demons is something that would torment Sam (which I find very enjoyable because I'm a sicko).

#ask #meg calls sam brother au