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I have a brainrot to share and maybe it's a request idk but I feel like I have to preface this by saying I swear I have normal non-horny alastor thoughts he's just really taking up so much space in the brain rn.

Anywaaay, can you imagine Alastor with an extremely cautious darling? He wants her soul to keep her tied to him forever but no matter how good his offer is, reader turns him down and Alastor is just like sick of the rejections and the scheming so he's just gonna stoop to some other ungentlemanly methods.

And the night starts off as their normal fuckery in the sheets but Alastor starts denying them their climax and as reader gets more and more desperate Alastor proposes the deal again. Sell him your soul or he's just gonna pull out and go to sleep and he'll never let you finish ever again. and just

i swear i swear im normal i swear im not always like this 😭😭😭

Themes: rough sex, orgasm denial, alastor being a little shit, dealmaking, hair pulling, pet names, plot if you look hard enough, soul possessing

Title: Deal of a Lifetime

Alastor had always made it known that you were his.

It took you a while to figure it out from the subtle lingering touches to the way he acted. No matter how much time you had spent with the Radio Demon, you were still wary of him.

its not like you could help it through.

Does were naturally skittish anyway.

And when it came the smiling demon, you had every right to be cautious.

Tonight Alastor made plans for the two of you to go out on a date for dinner.

You finished preening your hair and rushed to the lobby to meet Alastor.

”O-okay I’m ready. Sorry if i took so long” you said nervously as you approached the tall red demon, a blush bleeding into your cheeks as Alastor let out a low whistle as he took your hand and spun you around.

”my my Darling, what a pretty Doe I have” he purred, kissing your hands.

Your nerves were going haywire, fighting your instinct to back away you smiled “so what do you have planned tonight?”

what do you have planned tonight? Alastor grin widened at the thought as he watched you happily look at the menu.

How pretty you were in your black dress. Gloved hands excitedly tapping the menu. A bright look in your eye as you honed in on what might be your dinner.

You even wore the necklace he had gifted you.

Alastor was content with the looks you got as you strolled around with him.

you were his and everyone knew.

But you weren’t his officially.

At least in his way.

For years, Alastor had offered you a deal; Be his. In body, mind, and soul.

He wanted you by his side forever and a deal would solidify that.

But each and every time, you rejected the notion.

”I dont need to make a deal to be yours Alastor” was always your answer.

And quite frankly, he was getting sick of it.

But he was nothing if not resourceful. After all, how else do you capture a Doe?

Make them drop their guard.

The two of you chatted and ate to your hearts content.

When the waiter suggested dessert, Alastor simply declined, stating he had other ideas sending you a wink.

Back at the hotel, Alastor whisked you away to his bedroom.

Once the door was closed, he pounced; lips on yours and claws tearing at your dress.

You were flustered and aroused. Your hands massaged at his undercut as he laid you on your back on the bed.

His lips trailed your neck, sharp teeth nipping at your flesh, causing you to gasp.

”Alastor”

He hummed as he kissed your torso, tweaking and sucking at your nipples.

His claws dipped to your pantie, finding them soaked.

He chuckled “such a needy Doe” he tore off your panties to toy with your puffy clit and circle your slit.

You tugged his hair to bring his lips back to yours and moaned in his mouth as a finger dipped into your cunt.

Satisfied with how you began grinding into his hand, he discarded his pants and his heavy cock slapped against your mound.

You panted breathlessly as he teased his cock along your slit. You hooked a leg around his waist and threw your head back as he sunk into you.

Soft thrusts opened you to allow him deeper into the warm canal.

You arched as he steadily picked up his pace.

Your nightly rendezvous with the demon always made you feel exhilarated.

Alastor was very attentive to you. Always knew what made you tick.

He knew your body better than anything, so when he saw those pretty eyes flutter and how you cried out in pleasure, he knew how to handle you.

Your cunt was clinging to him with each thrust he gave you.

The sound of him sinking into your warm depth was music to his ears.

”On your knees dear” he said, patting your thighs.

Happliy, you turned over and lowered yourself into a deep arch, presenting him with your adorable ass and wet cunt.

Alastor admired you.

how submissive you were.

He growled as he lowered his weight on you and guided his cock by to his haven.

You gasped, feeling a hand wrap your hair into a fist, pulling your face up out the pillows “You sound so lovely doe, i wanna hear those tunes of yours”

His thrusts were hard, jolting your body as he rutted into you.

Subconsciously, you tried to meet his thrusts, whining as he hit that spot that has you seeing hearts.

”A-Al-Alastor i-I’m gonna…” you moaned feeling your cunt be wrecked.

Your insides tingled with the telltale signs of your orgasm.

But your sweet release was ripped from you when Alastor slowed his pace.

You tried to wiggle your hips against him, to seek that explosive pleasure.

Alastor was having none of that.

”Not yet darling”

over and over he teased you right to that delicious edge, just to rip from you.

You were sobbing, ears flat to your skull as your cunt fluttered from your orgasm being denied.

You reached for him, whether for a anchor or a silent plea, you didn’t know.

You whimpered “Alastor please!”

His smile creased his cheeks, feigning a concerned tone “What ever the matter my dear Doe?”

He started thrusting into you, relishing in the soppy squish and how deep he was able to sink into you.

”Please please let me cum. I can’t..I-Ill do anything!”

A harsh thrust made you squeal

”Anything?”

You nodded, a moan ripping from your throat as he teased your throbbing clit.

”Then be mine. Submit your entire self to me my sweet doe. I already your sweet body and heart, but give me your soul. Let me own your very essence. Grant me that darling and ill grant you the sweet relief you so desperately crave”

your insides clenched as he kissed your shoulder, beginning to pound into your soft cunt.

”or i empty myself inside this sweet cunt of your myDoe and you’ll never be granted a taste of my cock every again”

His lips at your ear, “your choice so what do you say Mon Cher?”

his hips grinded his cock into.

”Do we have a deal?”

You cried out, feeling your orgasm teetering “yes! Yes!Yes! YES! Please Alastor! Alastor just let me cum please please”

You felt your ring finger burn as he chuckled deeply

”why of course sweet Doe, cum for me”

A high pitched scream racked the walls as your orgasm clashed into, sending you in a babbling mess.

Alastor rode out your orgasm as he thrusted into you, before emptying himself inside you.

You shook as he wrapped you in his arms, bringing your hand to his lips.

A shiny gold ring adorned your hand.

He pressed a kiss to it and then an affectionate kiss to your forehead.

”Sweet sweet doe, my sweet Doe, all mine”

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peterparkersnose · 1 year

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pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader

word count: 3.4k

warnings: attack description, clicker attack, nightmares, anxiety, wound description, angst, denial of feelings, alcohol mentioned, swearing, mentions and descriptions of gun use, near death experience (if u can’t handle the game don’t read)

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a/n ive played tlou 3x and tlou2 2x (going through my second round rn) so shut up pls i dont want any of the ‘you only like joel bc hes pedro’ fr come on ive been playing this game since i was 12. (i’m not like other girls 🥵) jackson joel just does something to me mmmm. wrote this nov 18 ‘22 saved for today

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summary Y/N gets attacked by a clicker during an intense time with Joel

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You could feel the air escaping your lungs at a dangerous rate. The rifle at your side slammed against your thigh as you kept running. The thick forest was just as you remembered it; wet, cold, and dark.

You were outnumbered. Mostly runners, but you spotted a few clickers. The brush on the forest floor wasn’t helping. Your heavy breathing and the sloshing of your boots against the snowy ground were making too much noise.

Where the fuck was Ellie?

3 bullets. Rifle was empty, spent that on some sharp shooting up the hill on some runners you and Ellie found in the town. How stupid were you? Those were an easy kill with a knife. But your childish games on who could get the best headshot left you empty.

Your heart dropped as the rock formation appeared. It was too high. It covered the forest like the earth split into two. That is when you came to terms, and you had to come to it quickly.

You were going to die.

Soon enough, the first runner appeared. Easy kill. One down, maybe 7 to go?

Where the fuck was Ellie?

The next one came. Two down. Three at a time now? A fucking clicker followed them? You wished the brush was tall enough to hide in.

It was useless fighting off three runners at a time with a clicker on their heels. This was it. Death.

The stone wall was cool against your backside. You hugged your knees to your chest as you pulled out your handgun.

At least the clicker would have a good meal.

Shot- one down. Shot- another. The clicker sped up. Shot, wounded but not dead. Quick slice with the knife. Dead.

The shrieking screams of the clicker engulfed your senses as the monster came running at you. It’s flailing arms we’re the last thing you were prepared to see.

You felt the hands on your shoulder. Dead hands of a monster, unspeakable to most. The hands grabbed your shoulders, but no bite came.

Just blinding white noise and a splatter on your face.

You had convinced yourself you were dead. You would never see anyone again. You had died the same death as your father years prior. The death that left you alone.

“Dad?” you managed to mutter out.

The white noise turned into ringing as two hands held your shoulder and shook you.

“Y/N? Y/N please, are you okay?”

Ellie.

“Maria I found her! Here!”

Cloth material wiped over your eyes and they opened. Ellie, splattered with blood stood in front of you with the most panicked look you had ever seen on the girls face.

“Your okay!” she yelled at you, wrapping her arms around you.

Sitting besides you two was the headless clicker that should have killed you.

***

You should be dead. Get this horrible life over with. Dead with your father, with the mother you never knew. Living a life without this disease, these creatures. Free of pain.

When you woke up in the medical wing you were pretty sure almost the whole town was there. You felt like an item on display at a museum. Looking over all the eyes, you most definitely were not searching for his. The whole reason you volunteered to go out with Ellie that day instead of Dina. And of course, he was not there. Why would he be?

“She’s awake!” someone yelled from the crowd. Every eye in the room seemed to fall on you at once. The nurse pushed past the group of people and went to your side.

“For heavens sake! Get out!” the nurse yelled to the group of onlookers. “Give her some goddamn space.” you heard from the crowd as people started to walk towards the exit.

Everyone wanted a look at the girl who survived a clicker attack.

“Hey,” she said, slowly approaching you and sitting on the chair next to your bed. “Ellie!” you exclaimed, embracing the girl tightly. “What happened?” you asked Ellie, releasing your grip on her and settling back into the bed.

The bond had been there since the day you met her. You always remember the look of the scared little girl on the back of Joel’s horse when they first entered Jackson. The bond you two had helped her grow into the person she is now. Ellie had always described you as an older sister. But Ellie was always there for you, and you for her. She was your best friend, platonic soulmate. And a damn good shot.

“I killed it,” she said bluntly. “I-I came at the right time it was about to bite you and- you should have seen it Y/N my shotgun did a number on that thing.”

“A-am I infected?” you asked, looking down at your body for the first time. Your tank top was still on, your jacket was missing. Your jeans were covered in dry blood and smelt of pine needles.

“It’s been three days. You got some pretty nasty scratches though. Sick looking if you ask me. Scars of a warrior.” she added, referring to her tattoo.

And that’s when you saw them. The claw marks were sewn shut on your left shoulder. Your eyes widened as you began to panic. You began to squirm and the pain set in.

“Hey, hey calm down. She took care of you. Best nurse in town, I made sure.” Ellie said, grabbing your good shoulder and stroking your arm to calm you down.

“The doctors said if your vitals stay stable for the next few hours you can go home. Dina and I cleaned up the place for you,” Ellie smiled, stroking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“What have people been saying?” you asked, holding her hand tightly in yours. “That your a hero. You cleared out that building and we found a stash of food that’s going to last for… well, probably a good year. That’s amazing Y/N! They found baby formula for JJ- tons of it. You were right it was the old warehouse.”

A small smile rose to your lips but Ellie could tell what you really wanted to hear about.

What Joel had been saying.

And Joel hasn’t said much. Tommy had told him a brief description in passing of what happened when it was happening. He figured you were dead when they sent out a rescue wagon for you. He even watched as Maria’s horse lead in your body. Ellie was sitting with you in her arms screaming for a nurse, your whole left arm was covered in blood. What was visible of your face was white as a sheet and you weren’t moving. Joel had to silently give up the inkling of what could have been. Hell, you were the first girl who he even considered after his divorce over thirty years ago. It had to end one day and he had to silently agree with it.

“I don’t…” Ellie began, following with a sigh. “Y/N, don’t get yourself worked up over it. It’s not worth it.” Ellie began, knowing her friend too well. “Did he even come and see me?” you asked, looking to Ellie’s eyes. She couldn’t look into yours. She closed her eyes for a quick moment and shook her head. “No,” she whispered.

“Am I a fool?” you asked her. “I’m not sure,” she replied, weary.

The whole reason you went with her instead of Dina was because of Joel. You most definitely could not face him that day after the previous night.

He had knocked on your door a little after nine. He noticed a change in your demeanor today when he came in the room while teaching the some of the kids how to shoot. He wanted to make sure you were okay. Joel felt like he had some responsibility over you to make sure you were always okay because of what happened.

Joel was the one who was with your father when he died.

Sure, he was older than you. You weren’t sure exactly, but he was younger than your father by many years. The attraction from your end started when you saw him drunk off his ass during a celebration dancing with Tommy in the bar. It was the most unconventionally attractive thing, but it flipped some switch in you. When your dad died he taught you how to perfect your aim and kill efficiently. Never crossing any line because you were his dead friend’s daughter. And you were so close to Ellie. Ellie wasn’t too fond of your crush that you confided in her, but she grew to love the idea. Her family.

He came and visited you a little after nine. You were about to slip into bed before you heard the knock on your door. The night was cold and your pajama pants and thin tank top was not cutting it. You invited him inside. He had brought you a tiny gift to lift your mood; a bottle of gin. Your favorite. And you two drank at least half of that bottle of gin. You talked about everything from your father’s death to the time Tommy accidentally washed his clothes with Maria’s pink bra and still has an abundance of pink clothing to this day. The gin was most definitely speaking when you told him how you felt.

And he left.

“Let it go for now- okay? We’re gonna get you out of here and back home.” Ellie reassured you. Nodding your head, you fell back into the cold bed and closed your eyes just wishing it could all go away.

Home was empty as it could be. The bottle of gin sat on your coffee table. Your bed was made for the first time in years. Your work station was organized and all of your pens and art supplies were cleaned. You had remembered when Joel gave you those pens, he found them one day and thought of you. Your rifles now hung on your wall. Definitely was Dina’s idea, but you liked it. A tiny gift wrapped in a beige paper with a tiny bit of twine around it sat under your newly mounted rifles.

“Woo hoo. Christmas.” you said to yourself sarcastically. Kneeling down, you opened the package.

Bullets.

For safe keeping, ~Maria

Of course it was from Maria. She always played the mother you never had when she wanted to.

The immense feeling of sleep hit you like a brick wall. I guess being attacked by a clicker and living was a strenuous activity. All you wanted now to do was sleep. Unmaking the nicely folded sheets, you melted back into your bed. The sun was setting in your window and the horses were coming in for the day. You could hear them trotting past your window. You wondered if Joel was just feet away. It was what now… Thursday? You couldn’t remember if he still did the Thursday shift or if he switched with someone else. Who cares, sleep was creeping up slowly and the thought of Joel set you out cold.

The forest was blacker than usual. Without a doubt, you recognized where you were. Running again. All you seemed to do was run now these days. Taking a brief look back while you ran through the forest, you stopped as you realized a whole hoard of clickers were just at your heels. You didn’t have time to react. They were on you ripping your flesh off your body. The dream never seemed to end. You felt each bite and tear of your flesh until-

“Y/N!” Maria screamed, shaking you awake and still being mindful of your wound. “Fuck!” you screamed, sobbing into her arms. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck!” you continued, squirming in bed as she held you.

Your door was wide open and it was now pitch black out. The screams alerted security, and they called for a search of the town. Tommy quickly found the source of the screams and sent Maria in.

Standing outside your door was Tommy, peering in on the sight of his wife with you.

“Gather people. She needs to be watched.” Maria commanded Tommy as she held your shaking body. Too many people had left their homes now to look at the scene and disrupted the peaceful night.

Ellie sat with your head in her lap, slowly stroking your hair trying to get you to fall asleep. “Don’t worry. Nobody in this town will let anything happen to you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The whole previous night you didn’t sleep. You stared at your wall and just thought. And that whole day you delved yourself in drawings you hadn’t finished or poems you had the inspiration for. Took a shower. You looked through your closet and picked out a fresh outfit. You tried all the little things that usually worked on your old self, but your old self was gone.

That bottle of gin sat on your coffee table and haunted you throughout the day as well. You didn’t have the heart to throw it away, or the mindset to drink it. So there it sat. Pitiful.

You were at a loss for words. No words could describe the immense amount of pain re living that memory caused last night.

Ellie began to hum a tune. It was sweet and reminded you of something innocent. Your eyes began to get heavy. “You ready?” she asked, fluffing up your pillow. Reluctantly, you shook your head yes.

The absolute end was there and tiredness finally seeped in. Distraught sleep left and peaceful sleep took its place.

Ellie dimmed your lamp and smoothed the covers on your bed. It reminded you of the time you took care of Ellie years ago when she was sick. “Sweet dreams,” she said, giving your forehead a brief kiss.

Mumbling was heard outside your door, but you didn’t care.

The field was beautiful. Finally, peace. The flowers stemmed beautifully and the sun shown down on your face. Your hands ran through the fresh green grass. Laying in the rays, you suddenly felt the field get smaller. Sitting up, you realized the sun had disappeared and the field was getting smaller and smaller by the second. The sudden edge of a forest was getting closer and closer. And then with one blink you were back. The forest erected around you. You were back.

“No, no…” he heard from your house. Joel’s interest peaked from the grounds left in his coffee mug to the silent struggles in your bedroom. He lifted himself off your porch chair and looked through your window. You were writhing in bed.

“Ellie!” you let out the first yell. It was so loud that it startled Joel to his core and began a flight of panic. Joel didn’t hesitate to burst your door open. “Ellie don’t leave!” you yelled again.

“Hey,” he said softly, patting your shoulder. A loud groan of pain came from your lips. Joel’s heart sank as the feelings on guilt he felt for letting you go on patrol that day set in once again.

“Y/N!” he whisper yelled, yanking your body over to face him. Your eyes shot open. Ripped from the dream into another one.

You looked him up and down. This wasn’t real. It was another dream. Tears welled up in your eyes as you shut them tight, praying you would wake up somewhere else.

“It was a bad dream,” he whispered, resting his hand on your thigh. His thumb patiently rubbed your thigh as your breathing sped up. Your legs matched up perfectly, knees facing him. Your face was buried in your hands that were now grasping at your eyes.

“Stop it,” Joel hissed, grabbing your manic hands tightly. “This isn’t real,” you cried out, sobs following it.

His heart seemed to break into a million pieces when you started to full on cry. The last time he dealt with a crying girl it was Ellie. Wait- no, maybe it was Sarah. He honestly wasn’t sure, but it was most definitely years ago.

“Everything is alright. I know how it is. I-I didn’t sleep for a few days after my first clicker encounter. Those things are nasty fuckers.” he said, his hand returning to your thigh trying to soothe you. He was clueless on what he was supposed to do.

At this point, you realized you weren’t dreaming. He was here. His hand was on your thigh. He was sitting on your bed. You were in a tank top that cut a little too low for your liking.

Your teary eyes looked up and met his. He hadn’t moved his gaze off of your face. He gave you a soft reassuring smile.

Joel cursed himself for letting his feelings creep back in. This was wrong anyways, he felt sick any time he thought about you. The pit of his stomach couldn’t handle it much more, he had pretty much forgotten about you (as much as he would like to admit). But when Tommy assigned him second watch of you that night, he just knew it had trouble written all over it.

“Go back to sleep now. Pretty girls need their beauty sleep.” he said, instantly regretting it.

That line worked on Sarah, but in a whole different way with a much different meaning. He wanted to suck back in the words as fast as he said them.

Letting a tense breathe go, he steadied himself on your bed frame and made his way to the door.

He had made his way to the door as you spoke.

“Joel?”

His hand stopped his motion as it rested on the top of your door frame.

“Yeah?” he asked, turning around.

“W-will you stay? Just for a little bit.” you said, stuttering as you realized how large his body was compared to your door.

He paused. “I suppose.”

You moved your legs so he would have enough room to sit next to you. You heard his knee crack as he sat down on the low rise bed. His legs sat upward as he leant a hand behind your legs to steady himself.

“I’m sorry.” you said. It had to be said, what better time than now? “I don’t want to hear your apologies.” he huffed. “It was inappropriate.” you spit out again. “No- Y/N, stop. Please.” he asked. “You need to get some sleep.”

“I can’t sleep. Every time I sleep I go… back there. I can’t.” you whimpered. He sighed, groaning and wiping his brow.

“What would you like me to do about it? I can’t do anything.”

“Stay.”

Joel was left confused on how your calmness met his angry tone. He knew you well, he was surprised you weren’t screaming in his face. You didn’t take shit. You were being patient for once in your life.

Oh, how you’ve changed since the attack.

“I’m here. What more do you want from me?” he asked. His tone had extra edge of anger to it that was fueled with a faint passion.

In the darkness, you reached for his hand. It was coarse and dry, with many various scars and callouses you could feel just with a slight touch. He instinctively pulled back a bit, but gave in within the second. Wrapping your fingers with his, you places his hand back on your thigh.

“Y/N I-”

“The thing you were doing before on my leg. It was nice.”

“Oh,” he said, defeating the original thought from his head. His thumb began slowly moving in circles once again.

You were showing him what you needed.

He watched as your sad face closed your eyes and sighed. You felt safe for the first time in days.

Joel felt the pit in his stomach widen and fully consume him. The girl who practically raised Ellie from when she arrived; his dead friend’s daughter; one of the best damn killers in all of Jackson; Y/N. God, he was in so much trouble with his morals.

“I’m too far deep in this shit,” he muttered to himself, rubbing his forehead with his free hand.

Your eyes fluttered open to see him. “What?” you asked.

“I can’t…” he said, beginning to shake his knee up and down. “What?” repeated yourself in a confused tone.

His strong body swept over yours. He grabbed your shoulder ever so softly and perched you in his arms. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck.

No initiative had to be made besides the movement of your lips against his. Your hand wrapped itself in his hair, playing softly as he held your back strongly. A slight moan came from his lips that he instantly regretted when you accidentally tugged ever so slightly on his graying strands of hair. For the split second that you two separated gasping for air, he pulled you tighter.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been fighting this,” he whispered on your lips. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this,” you sighed, staring back at his scruffy face.

Joel came back to his senses. He felt different. He could never go back to the same person he was a minute ago. His world revolved around something new. No more obsessing over patrol and how to appease Tommy. No more worrying over how Ellie could handle herself. No more worrying about his aching joints and the fear of getting older. Something new became the center of his universe. He had folded.

The girl laying in his arms who now rested her head against his chest.

“You really need sleep darlin’,” he sighed. You sighed in resistance.

“You want me to stay?” he asked, looking down at your exhausted face.

“Please.”

You moved over in your bed as he made himself comfortable. Joel never realized how much larger he was than you until he slept with you in his arms.

You layed on his chest as one arm wrapped around your shoulders. His hand rested comfortably on your shoulder.

“Thank you.” you whispered. He placed a small kiss on your head. Your arms wrapped around your stomach, making yourself more comfortable in his embrace. The only sound in the room was your soft breathing.

“Go to sleep now. Your safe with me, my sweet girl.”

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feralmoonlight · 2 years

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Are you willing to expand more on your face value au and what you had in mind? I’m curious !!

FIRST UP This one hasn't actually been touched yet! by me at least aside from a doodle and adding my own two cents to it cause I keep forgetting to ask @pillowspace if they're planning anything more with it since the flailfest I unleashed over it XD And idk if tumblr search is being a butt but the only post/thread/thing I can find for it rn is this pic I did? no idea where the reblog chains went?? THOUGH in the last... 2 hours I think? I'd end up combining my thoughts on it with the red string soulmate AU cause who doesn't like to throw in the tension of 'how am I linked to a robot' as a soulmate??? THE MAIN GIST of it though was that YN has pretty bad vision. Enough to occasionally use a cane but not so much they can't get around on their own as long as they know where they're going. They have SOME vision but it's pretty blurry so their job options are also pretty limited (they insist on working to take care of their kid sibling, who's kind of a lovable brat). Sun/Moon have escaped from The Faz, and are currently in 'hiding' as a drifter/hobo sort. They've got a big hoodie and sun hides his rays during the day, but pretty soon after escaping they run into a street kid. Absolutely not standing for this, they end up doing what they can to help provide food/shelter for the kid, and eventually sort of gain their own little pack of them(and their families) and put their skills to use to build nice ish but still crappy shelters and work around here and there to bring back food. At some point they cross paths with YN and help them out with some heavy lifting, but YN doesn't pick up the fact they're an animatronic. They part ways, but run into each other again (pluck the red string a bit here for the pull of fate slamming them together again). Stuff happens, there's an incident with a third party, and Sun offers to walk YN home for safety. They talk as they go and things go well. They part. This goes on for a while and eventually Sun meets the sibling. Sibling is IN THE KNOW right away. BIG SQUINT. They get blackmailed by the child. Meanwhile YN is unaware and starts doing little things like making food for them as a thankyou. Food they cant eat, but the people they're helping can. THIS keeps going, more cute interactions, then one day there's a bigass storm and YN insists Sun stay over cause it's dangerous. He can't justify going out enough so he begrudgingly stays. The lights go out. NOW, MOON is not ok with this. Sort of. He doesn't trust YN at all at first and is only slightly ok when they start giving them food they can bring and also helping them out with more cash than they were making otherwise to get things their folks need. When he shows up though, he does his best(bad job) to try and pass for sun until the storm passes, but it's uh... A Struggle. YN isn't sure what's up but they shrug it off. Later after more basics, the news picks up The Faz is looking for the runaway animatronic. Sun/Moon panic. They're not in the most hidden area, but now there's a problem. MOON is not on board with maybe asking YN for help. They're definitely getting closer, but they're also positive that YN would rat them out. Not justified, but still. He's wary. SO time to test YN. He'll prove to Sun You can't be trusted, and one day after walking them home a little later at night, flips the switch and bam. Moon Time. Classic Moon Time. Well, Almost. Something of a chaotic reveal, YN is scared, but mostly taken aback they never put two and two together. BUT there's that pull. That little red string pulled tight in their soul. Moon won't hurt them. And they couldn't bear ratting them out. There's some back and forth along the way of the boys being in denial about actually having some kind of string of fate, and once the bot reveal happens, YN is like Oh god. Oh god I was falling for them. They aren't even Human. Im an IDIOT. But they also couldn't bear to throw them under the bus and let something bad happen. So as the Faz follows the rumors of the boys helping out this little pocket community, and they need somewhere to actually hide, the offer is made. Things are tense with Moon out and about freely now, now that Sun knows he won't be a problem, but Moon is still waiting for things to go south. The next while is pretty domestic, mostly them hiding out and getting anxious they can't help their kids. YN realizing how stupid they've been about SO MUCH. But also having Sun and Moon around the house as another pair of hands is... very helpful. Extremely so. And even though Moon is standoffish, both do go out of their way to make some things easier. YN can breathe for the first time in a while. they aren't doing things all on their own anymore, as much as they could, it's nice to be able to have someone loosen the line. They fuss over some things, the 'i can do it' vibe running strong, but Sun and Moon try not to step on their toes. Aaaand I tHINK that's about as far as stuff got in the rambling? (But Pillow, idk if you did wanna do stuff with this, but if not I am all kinds of on board to futz with it XD')

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Don’t normally do this & am opposed to call-out posts in general but feel like people making posts/ talking about Palestine atm should be warned about @/boymoder-republik. The blog is pretty new & is basically a troll account; rn she seems to be going thru the Palestine tag or something and responding to lots of pro-Palestine/ solidarity posts with heavy islamophobia and Zionist bullshit, just regurgitating the same shit again and again about how muslims are violent terrorists & inherently homophobic & racist, etc. Claiming anti-Zionism = anti-Semitism and yet seems to be lowkey antiSemitic herself, (as well as anti-immigrant and racist towards Native Americans…anyway). This screenshot pretty much sums it up (warning for islamophobia) (please note this is not the whole post but I thought the tags were the most pertinent here):

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I’ll include some more screenshots for ‘proof’ but it’s all pretty easy to find on their blog since as I said, it’s a pretty new one, there’s not that many posts and they’re all quite recent.

(Also if you scroll further thru the blog you can see she’s also transphobic & shit, despite being trans, but the arguments she has about transmascs/non-binary people is not exactly on the same level as her pro-Israel genocide denialism & violent islamophobia, & the Zionist islamophobia shit is the more recent too, so I’m not gonna do screenshots for that or anything)

Block em, & also report if you want to, I have, but don’t really expect anything to happen now staff is just a skeleton crew

#yeah. anyway #pltc #tumblr #tw islamophobia #tw zionism

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Have you ever done..

Middle blocker dick analysis? 🙌🥺👉👈 I love this series more than I should teehee 🤫

ohhhh this is a good batch there are so many,,, bless you for requesting it, and also, i’m very glad to hear that you’re liking this series!!!

pls my search history is so weird rn <//3

other versions: haikyuu captains dick analysis, haikyuu aces dick analysis, haikyuu setters dick analysis, jjk dick analysis

middle blockers done in the captains version: kuroo tetsurō

HAIKYUU MIDDLE BLOCKERS DICK ANALYSIS

hinata shōyō

okay the thing about hinata is i think he’s a grower!! like i firmly believe so. so maybe he’s 4.3 when soft, but it’s so satisfying gripping him so firmly in your hand and feel him harden and grow to like 6.2 inches. and it’s actually pretty thick too, like it’s a fat cock, you know? i feel like i need to answer this question with him too: does the carpet match the drapes? yes, it does. he does in fact have ginger pubes, but they’re like wayyy darker than his hair, so it’s nearly brown you know? can’t believe i just talked about some fictional guy’s pubes. he also doesn’t shave, but will trim sometimes, just to maintain it. dark pink tip and tan, flushed shaft, super veiny surprisingly!!! feels so nice when it’s in your mouth omg!

tsukishima kei

skinny penis skinny penis skinny penis. long but skinny. penis. it’s maybe 6.7 or 6.8 inches, and it does not curve at all. like he loves to sit somewhere like a couch or chair and just spread his legs for you, and his dick is stiff against his stomach, staring condescendingly down at you. bright, kind of pale pink tip, and pale shaft with only a few prominent veins. is he clean shaven? is he not? depends, which would piss you off more? also not a lot of his partners paid attention to this, but once you discovered that his balls are hella sensitive, you could not let that go. it’s his biggest, biggest weakness. just suck on them or squeeze and toy at them while sucking him off and he makes the cutest noises.

suna rintarō

definitely has a big dick. have you seen how large timeskip suna is? he is packing, i know it. he’s like 7.2 inches, nothing less and nothing more, i stand by this. head is so fat, and his dick is so hefty and heavy in your hands, like so heavy. i don’t know how else to describe it, it’s just so firm and sturdy to hold. very dark pink tip that it’s not really pink, you know? more of a color fading into his own skin color. his shaft is a little bit darker than his skin color. idk it’s just a very aesthetic dick, so pretty ngl. also it curves to the left, like slightly, but it’s noticeable. actually clean shaven, because yeah he’s lazy, but he’s very adamant on taking care of himself and making sure he’s clean, you know? have to mention that he loves to sight of you fucked out resting your head on his thigh, a mess of cum everywhere and his limp cock near you <333

matsukawa issei sincerely apologize for going off track w this one

holy fucking shit. holy shit. do i even have to? he is top 3 biggest dicks in haikyuu. he is so big, so fucking big. he’s definitely like 8.3 inches? and so much girth too? it’s literally a struggle taking him in. i think he actually was insecure about it for a little bit just cause so many people would back out of sex so quick when they saw his dick. at first it was flattering, but then it started to genuinely bother him. he’s definitely not gonna force anyone to do anything they’re uncomfortable with, and he understands cause it yeah it is big, but damn can’t a guy get his dick wet? :( do i have more to say about this? yes, but i choose to shut up. his dick is so gorgeous though, dark red tip and tan shaft, so so so veiny, and a happy trail from below his belly button to his trimmed pubes. breeder balls <333 such big balls <333

tendō satori

he’s definitely definitely 6.8 inches, skinny but long, and is so fucking good at what he does. like insanely good. the first push inside of you feels insanely good, just cause the way he has you, the way he’s pressing inside of you, the way he’s filling you up so well, the push of his hand against your lower stomach. yes, exactly. he’s very clean shaven, for the aesthetic i think, more than the convenience. pale, smooth shaft with no too harshly prominent veins (when he’s hard there are two very obvious ones) and as you approach the tip from the base a deep, red flush starts, darkest at the slit. is really into cumplay so, do with that what you will :)

haiba lev

7 inches. this himbo. my god. he knows his dick is long and also doesn’t know it, you know? like he has a concept of size, but also, at the same time, he keeps wincing whenever he enters you too early and you’re too tight like,,, what were you expecting? i think he just underestimates himself, you know? it’s a nice dick though! flushed shaft and a tip of similar shade, but slightly brighter. he shaves because he got so scared he would never get girls if he didn’t shave, poor baby </3 extremely sensitive all over, the shaft, the tip, his balls. everywhere. he came so early the first time you had sex omg. but when you’re giving him a hand job and you press and massage at the slit, he does a literal entire body shiver.

yamaguchi tadashi

apparently yams’s official position is middle blocker (aside pinch server), or at least that’s what wiki says. i’ll do him anyways! i really really really wanna go with yamaguchi having a big dick. like idk why but it’s satisfying to think about the fact that he might be bigger than people make him out to be, but i won’t go too overboard i guess :( he’s 6.5 inches, proportionately thick and long. it has the prettiest dark red tip, and it looks beautiful when his own face is flushed red just <333 dark tan shaft, and kinda veiny! he doesn’t really know whether to shave or not, but he tried it out once and preferred it so now it’s the norm for him!

hirugami sachirō

pretty dick pretty dick pretty dick. like such a bright, bright pink at the tip, and a pale shaft with a few veins!!! it’s honestly more cute than anything. not because he’s small! he’s like 6 inches, or 6.1, but it just. it’s cute, okay? he has great orgasm control surprisingly, and it’s so impressive. his dick just looks so kissable when it’s drooling and leaking so much, just the tip is so glossy and the shaft is so wet and slippery, and he literally ascends the moment you suck at his tip. clean shaven for sure for sure! he just prefers it that way, you know?

meian shūgo

fat dick fat dick fat dick. such a fat dick. thicker than it is long, maybe 6.5 inches? very girth-y, very veiny, breeder fucking balls, like he cums so much it’s insane. tan shaft, and a golden tip with the slightest flush tint. curves to the right!! and he’s not very clean shaven, but like it’s well maintained enough not to be bothersome you know!!! his favorite favorite favorite part is watching the way you stretch around him like he purposely doesn’t prep you exactly as much as you need because he wants it to be a bit of a tight fit. anyways :)

aone takanobu

another one of our monster cocks <3 he is just so. sweet though. like it took forever to convince him you actually were ready to take him because he was in denial that he’d fit, and it really was a very, very tight fit. he’s just big, length and girth wise. probably 8 inches??? like genuinely????? for a good while at the start he wouldn’t even push himself all the way in :( very pale shaft, veiny but it’s not dark veins, you know? and a very very bright pink bordering on red tip. clean shaven, of course he is???? considerate is his middle name are you kidding!!!!

kindaichi yūtarō

something about him says 5.2 inches and i don’t know why or what or how. he was so clueless on how to use it for the longest time, and he’s extremely sensitive too so that didn’t help his case. but honestly kindaichi is very giving, in the sense that he learns how to pleasure you very well, with his dick or without. golden light tip, and a light tan to the shaft. relatively veiny, and it curves to the right too!!! tip becomes really pink when he’s hard and leaking precum. also he trims very often and very well just cause he’s weirded out if it’s completely bare!

the saga continues 😼 hope i didn’t miss anyone and that you all enjoyed this, mwah <3

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The Great Hunt Ch 25-26

Arrivals and reunions while reluctantly and hilariously pulled into the various plots of the local nobles.

Disclaimer: this is my first read thru but I’ve watched all of the show thus far and been spoiled on some book things. So… I’m going to lean into that. Enjoy figuring out what I know, and what I think I know, and what I just don’t. Also s/x I add commentary when I edit.

Spoilers for the first and second book and all of season 1 under the cut. Potential spoilers for later books -idk if they’re light spoilers or not.

Ch 25: Cairhien

Sun on the horizon

POV Rand

Ah yes. He’s traveling with 50 Cairhienin soldiers to a city. Secretly has the horn. Hurin and Loial are there. Selene split (shame /s). He’s basically just accepted it’s easier to let everyone assume he’s a lord. He doesn’t tell them he is, they assume and at this point, that might as well happen. Less weird that his past couple (weeks? Days) anyway. (I soon learn they have intact arrived and all but entrees the city)

They crossed a bridge at Gaelin -no idea what that is- and Rand feels like the soldiers are guards. Good or bad (I soon learn it bothers Rand at least. But not Hurin and Loial. But honestly? Rand may be losing his sanity but I dunno if I trust Hurins judgement -he’s just placed all the choice making on Rand whose, very weird and only just not a child. And Loial seems confused by humans so I don’t really trust his either.)

…I do like Hurin but I have to say it.

South again!

Oh they are at the city. It is called Cairhien which is kinda confusing.

Ah. Foregate is literally just the name of part of the city. Apparently the city is basically an old city and what where once surrounding markets villages all grown and mashed together.

Rand, seeing this bustling, dirty, chaos of a city district ‘Neat!’ While asshole escort sneers in disdain

So apparently a lot of farmers and people around the Spine of the World moved here after the Aiel War. And presumably if this soldier is anything to go by some people are still irritated they never left (I soon learn it’s more than just because it crowds the city)

Also Cairhien is still in heavy denial about, how they lost the Aiel War (spoiler: extra funny considering how the Aiel feel about that)

Tbf it also caused a great diminishment in food production in Cairhien soo… pretty bad for them

They’ve run into a parade with giant puppets?

Puppets include. Various royalty(?). A lion with wings. A two headed goat breathing fire. A half cat half eagle. A bears head on a man’s body (probably a depiction of a Trolloc)

Galldrian, the king -also the asshole whose framing Capt Domon- clearly understands the philosophy of “Bread and circuses” then. Because apparently these sorts of parades are just an everyday thing here to keep the people placated. He is also having grown barged in from other kingdoms. Because Cairhien isn’t growing enough food itself

They also have Fireworks, done by a group called the Illuminators. Who have a chapterhouse in the city and operate primarily in Tanchino

Yea I don’t think you should leave rn for sure. One way or another it would get complicated

Now they’ve entered “Cairhien proper” which is basically the opposite of the Foregates chaos. All clean and orderly and not cramped.

They have those chairs people are carried around in. Sedan chairs.

Oh interesting. Bright colors for the lower class and dull and dark for the upper class. Interesting to see that here

“The Topless Towers of Cairhien.” -Loial when they see these tall towers which seem to be constantly under construction. And that really is a name isn’t it? Also, they are being rebuilt from when “…the towers burned, and cracked, and fell.” When the Aiel took Cairhien (I feel compelled to remind that this book was published in 1990)

No Ogier working on them today tho. They were last time Loial came thru

Apparently Cairhien don’t like embellishments. At least on their buildings. But the upper class doesn’t seem interested in it for their clothes either.

Loial doesn’t think Ogier would enjoy working here

The head soldier escort, Tavolin, just met with some new soldier -Asan Sandair- and the two of them stared at the large chest Loial has under a blanket and whispered. So… yea I think everyone knows something is up with that.

…also Asan is now announcing Rand as a Lord and shit. Lmao “House al’Thor”. Sure.

Rand just straight up asking for a good inn in the Forgate. Not where they are now. No. The lower class chaos town. I love him. Hurin is scandalized.

Oh they “have to” report back to Asan where they are staying tomorrow.

Hun. You adorable woolhead. You can’t opt of of Daes Dae’mar much less if you are masquerading as a lord in Cairhien (Editors note: to his credit he doesn’t argue he isn’t playing the Great Game. This time at least… just wait for it tho.)

"I need to find a young woman from Cairhien. The Lady Selene. She is my age, and beautiful. I don't know her House.” -Rand to Asan, a probably person of some rank. Ya know. Just the woman he was traveling with and seemed to allow everyone to believe was his wife or something.

Of course they do. They probably have little else to do but play make believe all the time (I known it’s dangerous politics but that is all made up)

Rand don’t worry. The best way to play such games is to leave everyone else absolutely confused about you. And there is little chance you are capable of any less without trying. (Imo) (probably wouldn’t change if he was trying)

Oh he’s feeling watched again. Seems like that’s bad

Lmao. I hope changing coats helps but I sincerely doubt they won’t recognize you despite it

…honestly they’ll think he’s trying to fit in because his current coat is too fancy here

Inn found: The Defender of the Dragonwall. Unsure where in the city. And the sign has someone about to kill an -ginger- Aiel. So… yea

Yes tall red headed young man staying at the inn I’m with that sign. I’m sure the looks you’re getting have most to do about the game and not anything else that has happened the past 20 years or so

…it’s the denial right? Probably that and his just being oblivious (I soon gain for evidence for both)

Based on the innkeepers dresses I’m guessing it’s the inner city still then. Which makes since cuz Hurin chose the inn.

Innkeeper: Cuale.

“He thought I was Aiel.” -(Rand) thinking to himself when he realizes why people are being weird when they see his group. Or one reason why

Ohh kiddo… I guess it’s the best plan you have. (Mainly I have doubt Selene is there but who fucking knows? He didn’t ask about her houses supposed symbol)

They gave him a very fancy room. But I honestly can’t remember if they have any money. I hope so

Rand’s going back to the Foregate because he doesn’t like how rigid and sad it is here. Loial is going to guard the horn and read. Partly to avoid other potential Ogier so they don’t ask him questions. Because he’s not really supposed to have left home yet

Hurin is going to stay and have a drink because it’s too rough for him in the Foregate. He’s also warned Rand that people in the Foregate could still be playing Daes Dae’mar.

Lol. Rand is just worried about loosing his cool shepherd cred with his friends. Not what might happen if he’s found to be seemingly lying about being a lord. No. Just ‘Perrin and Mat while make fun of me if they see this :(‘

He’s gotten three invitations form Noble houses thus far. Lol.

And now he’s declaring he’s not playing Daes Dae’mar. Which is hilarious. Yes. You are. Not playing is still playing. Thnx for playing (I soon learn Hurin agrees. And he tells Rand as much) (Editor’s note. Kinda hope he just keeps doing this shit. Because it really funny. Especially if people start “making moves” against him or whatever)

He’s so dramatic about it too. Telling everyone in the inn and throwing all the letters in the fire in front of them.

He found like a Shakespearean theatre building while wandering around the Foregate believing he fits in more or less

Not dead. According to Moiriane.

Stage magicians?! Pretending to be Aes Sedai?

Is it Thom? Some gleeman has caught his ear (I soon learn it is!)

He has at least two copper then

Thom!

Yup go to the mysterious back door Rand. Just straight there. (Genuinely think he should btw. Thom said too. He’s probably mostly trustworthy)

Yup. I’m guessing that fighting the Fade left him wounded. B/c that looked like a bad fight

The books title!

There’s The Karaethon Cycle mentioned again.

Fade was more interested in Rand and Mat than Thom. Says Thom at least.

Thom is disappointed Moiraine isn’t there. Fair

"So it was Mat or Perrin she was after. I won't ask which. They were good boys, and I don't want to know." -Thom to Rand when he does not see the others. & “Rand shifted uneasily…”

Lol. Rand just let’s people have their assumptions at this point.

Thom wants his shit back tho

Kinda sad Rand won’t have his lil flute anymore (I later learn that it will be ok. But still a bit sad)

Sir I am happy to say you are wrong about good Capt Domon. His crew? Perhaps not, some of them probably spilled. The cap is solid tho

Thom has told Rand to meet him at-

Inn: The Bunch of Grapes, in Jangai Gate

He wants his shit back a lot

Ch 26: Discord

Harp

POV Rand

He is! It is great!

The fact that Loial is basically a runaway teenager who is mainly worried about going back home because he’s may be in big trouble

Oh and Rand just telling Loial he can just come home to Emonds Field and live there instead -if he gets exiled.

Pretty sure Ogier have to live at steddings for some as of yet revealed reason hey there’s the stedding where that Hawkwing statue was! Don’t think Rand knows about that tho. Any of that

Rand just really wants Loial to meet -his one of many dads- Thom.

… I just can bring my self to be mad for Loial tho. Which is probably for the best (tbc Loial does not want to go. And Rand is very much somehow making him)

Rand is just acting… idk, so excited as to be interpreted by me as manic (editors note: he could just be happy to see Thom. But s/x hard to tell with Rand)

They found the inn

Someone named Dena will let them wait for Thom in his room. ???

Rand still hasn’t gotten a new coat. Pretty sure the pattern won my let him at this point.

Dena is the woman in her 20’s sharing a room with Thom. Met while juggling six balls at once. So she must be cool

"Thom always moans about losing the best flute and the best harp he ever had. You would think he was a court-bard, the way he carries on.” -Dena.

Dena wants to the the first woman gleeman. Which, good for her. Cool. I hope she succeeds.

She also wants to see the whole world. I hope she gets to.

Apparently Sea Folk like gleeman too (honestly so far everyone does)

It is indeed a lot of chests for travelers yea

Thom!

… no. Plz no. (Editors note: dreaded it from the moment it was revealed they were sharing the room)

I’m not writing that. No

I think that’s called an acting troupe for historical scenes. And Thoms rage that this one exists is pretty funny tbh

Kn*ves?! She’s doing either knife throwing or stabbing. Or both

At least Thom respects her skill.

… just let her be a gleeman. Ffs… (Thom wants her to be a court bard. So, there’s that)

Aaaand he just told Thom he has the horn in this inn room. At least Dena left before

Do Ogier usually have beards?

Thom does not believe him. B/c that is ridiculous

Has become convinced Rand has the Horn.

Thom wants no part in this

Rand asked about books with The Karaethon Cycle. And Thom gave just the longest reply. Yes there are books in libraries in the Old Tongue and translated

And tells him a particularly difficult part to translate- “Twice and twice shall he be marked, // twice to live, and twice to die. // Once the heron, to set his path. // Twice the heron, to name him true. // Once the Dragon, for remembrance lost. // Twice the Dragon, for the price he must pay.” & “Twice dawns the day when his blood is shed. // Once for mourning, once for birth. // Red on black, the Dragon's blood stains the rock of Shayol Ghul. // In the Pit of Doom shall his blood free men from the Shadow.”

Rand bud. You are just so sus. Sending Loial away. Asking about the Cycle. Insisting you won’t allow the Aes Sedai to use you as a False Dragon or control you. And pretty sure Thom thinks you are sus too at this point (I soon learn Rand is somewhat aware of this)

“For a time, boy, I thought your were the one Moiraine wanted…” -Thom.

Also that at least is some decent advice/support. ‘Not a man’s fault if he can channel, just a thing that happens to him like falling ill’

Yup. Thoms nephew could channel and the Reds gentled him and he died. “He just gave up wanting to live. . . .” -Thom

B/c you’re the Dragon kiddo!

Owyn could channel for three years before he was found by the Reds. He only acted odd in the last year. And, according to Thom, he only channeled when he had to to protect his village

Noo. In love with Dena? Really?

Well… Thom said he wouldn’t go with Rand to help with the Horn. Asked for “a clean break” and gave him his spare flute. Doesn’t want to deal with all the Darkfriends and Shadowspawn and shit. So that’s disappointing. Kinda (editors note: I’m not even that mad at Thom. Like. I get it. He doesn’t want to get dragged that in and die or have to watch Rand die. Or learn what he fears befell the others)

Very sad for Rand certainly

POV change! Thom?!

Innkeeper: Zera (of Grapes)

Lol. Thom didn’t even realize Rand was dressed like a lord until Zera pointed it out to warn him not to go playing Daes Dae’mar

…which probably just means he’s all the more likely to take it up

Oh! Apparently Thom *used* to play

According to Zera the game has become quite dangerous in Cairhien unlike Caemlyn. They are doing murder now. (Doubt they weren’t always doing some of these tho)

He hasn’t played in ~20 years

Plz do the opposite of everything she is saying Thom

So Thom has been playing for lords and such. Going to play for a Lady Arilyn and guests that night

And again he once thought Rand could channel (lol)

“He is out of it… and so am I.” -Thom about he and Rand playing the game. And probably other things but probably primarily Daes Dae’mar. Right?

#series of many thoughts on twot #< block or filter to stop seeing these posts #tgh #tgh spoilers #the great hunt #the wheel of time #wheel of time #wot #wot book spoilers #twot book #twot book spoilers

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CR2E109- Frigid Propositions

Ooops! I've been moving and then road-tripping the past few days, which makes for a high volume of podcast consumption and a very low amount of blogging time. I also have a week off now, so I plan on going back and categorizing my Rumblecusp thoughts, because I have many. For now though, I want to keep up with this project so I'm writing while things are fresh in my mind. So! With that said, here's 109 thoughts!

I always love a shopping episode. Is that weird? Idk, they're usually light-hearted and role-play heavy, which are two things I love. This one was no exception.

It's so funny to see everyone go completely fucking wild the first time they get any kind of wealth in their pockets. Illegal Fireworks! All the paper in the city! A million stink bombs! A 5,000 gp ring that I will never need! It makes sense for people who live so much in the moment to spend the way they do, but god its also so funny how ecstatic they are to have spends .

Fjord and Yasha are so good together?? Hey? Fjord is such a charismatic guy, he should be good at this, but Yahsa has zero impulse control and he likes to be spontaneous sometimes, so it's like she sucks all his common sense and people skills right out of him when they're together. What a great dynamic omg.

Veth is totally That Mom who makes everyone take terrible matching-christmas-pajama photos and I am so here for it.

It makes me happy to see Veth with her family, but I do always get this feeling like the relationships she has there are so forced and fleeting. They've never spent more than a few days at a time together since she's been back! Matt even makes a point of saying how much Yeza's changed and has become a different person in her absence. I honestly feel Veth and Yeza are really tip-toeing around each other at this point.

Also we went through all of Rumblecusp and we haven't once had a convo about how Veth is feeling/adjusting to her new body? I want that info so badly, but I also totally feel like this is a deliberate character choice on Sam's part. He knows how to constructively interrupt if he wanted a scene of her talking about it, which makes me think Veth is in hard Denial Mode about her feelings and wants and needs rn.

(also over in Widowbrave land, Veth could've given Caleb anything, but she chose a thong?? If that's not a you-can-join-me-and-my-husband-sometime flirt then wtf is it?)

Ashley Johnson came for my entire soul with that church scene. "I think I'm being rebuilt, too". EXCUSE ME I'M SOBBING?? I have been so in love with Yahsa's ard since Obann, some day when I have time I'm gonna scream for an hour about the Wings scene.

Ok not that long ago I said that I wasn't feeling the Fjorjester buildup super hard; I am now revising that opinion. Travis has definitely been laying the groundwork. That unicorn was Fjucking adorable, and I love how he matched Jester's goofy playful energy when he gave it to her. You can see him trying so hard to speak her language and it's just so precious.

And it was so interesting that Caleb pushed them together with the knowledge that he's been a little in love with Jester for a while. I guess he's seen enough of how her and Fjord pretty obviously feel that he's trying to get himself over that one. Also the fact that he may lose Veth has forced him to confront how in love with her he is

It really is incredible how far Beau and Caleb specifically have come. None of these guys are at all who they were at the start, but I feel like the change is most obvious on them. Caleb isn't quite at forgiving himself, but he's slowly letting himself be happy. Beau is reading books and allowing people to love her and commanding a position of responsibility.

Caduceus is finally opening up to friends about his issues and I'm so proud of him? Even if it's just that very little bit. Beyond what he said to Yasha specifically, you can really tell by the things he doesn't say that he's been doing some quiet self-reflection. I mean, "patience can curdle into apathy", hello, projecting much there bud? Think maybe you're not even talking about Yahsa's issues so much any more?

also we got a hint of aro/ace Cad here with his comments about finding the dancing awkward. I am so excited that talks is back, and I cannot wait for someone to ask Tailesen about the choice to create a character with that identity specifically. God I love Caduceus Clay with all my heart and soul. I would die for this wise baby cow man.

AAA I've gotten to Eiselcross I cannot fuckin belive I'm here!! I know I'm still many episodes behind, but I've officially reached the place where I really started seeing enough cr around my lurker feeds to decide I should get into it myself. So it honestly feels like I've reached some arbitrary "caught up" point in my head, bc from here on out I vaguely saw fan reactions to live episodes as they were released. I know whats coming here, and I am SO EXCITED to see it all for reals.

I might be able to do a pseudo-livebloggy thing with the next few episodes since I'm on break, so if there's anybody out there who actually reads these things and was sad I skipped so much, maybe that will make it up to you.

#critical role #cr2e109 #cr catch-up

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Hey I know you posted it like a month ago but I would love a detailed song-by song reasoning/annotations for your Sam/jake mix. If you have time it would be great to hear your thoughts!

anon i've never jumped so hard at the chance to explain my totally normal thought process in depth before. thank you! yes of course! i will try to be as brief as possible! but probably not!

the first caveat i have to give you is that this mix was based mostly on a concept where cold oak lasts for ~2 weeks. so there's time for complicated relationships and despair to set in and a lot of this won't match the like..two days? it takes in the show. also this tracklist might be different from the post. i was editing.

we must be killers (mikky ekko) - "children of the wild ones" - references demon blood and my loose interpretation of what it might feel like to have these burgeoning powers, and then the "killer" refrain is because imo a key part of boyking4boyking is about how they both Know one of them is going to die, probably by the other's hand. also i'm compelled by similarities i see between jake and sam and both have spent their adult lives (hunting, military) being trained to kill. and i think neither of them want to do that, and in this situation they're forced to consider killing their peers..oof. thinking about jake's face when he has to kill ava, thinking about how sam and jake have been in situations where they've needed to kill someone in order to ensure the safety of someone else (in the logic of spn universe's approach to hunting & military)

like real people do (hozier) - this is abt that sense of knowing i was talking about. in the 2 week cold oak au jake and sam both find out from azazel early on how things are supposed to go. and they spend a week not killing each other! but they don't know each other very well and each fears that the other will snap first. "i will not ask why you were creeping / in some sad way i already know" - a sense of like, scorpion-and-frog anticipation that the other's going to turn on you but wanting to prolong the peace before it happens. also this dynamic is a product of a horrible time for them, they know that they probably won't both make it out - the "kiss like real people do" refrain is about an idle wish of like, what would it have been like if we were normal?

damn these vampires (the mountain goats) - i just like this song i think. this was rlly about the atmosphere, capturing the sense of being changed against your will that jake is reckoning with for the first time and sam is still struggling with. also, you know, there's a little bit of a defiant feel to this song. "scream when captured... let this whole town hear your knuckles crack." at this point they think maybe they can refuse to play along with azazel, and that it might be possible to get out anyway.

our time is short (gang of youths) - look, you know, rn they've been here for a ~week? they're not sure if they're ever making it out. the other kids died in the first couple days so it's just jake and sam and i think they're going through 'last 2 people on earth' feelings at warp speed. this is .... a moment of feeling good b/c they know it won't last very long, and there's a bit of last hurrah energy. "so let's drink the best wine now..before lightning strikes us down" etc.

another place (bastille) - the jake/sam connection is a genuine feeling but it's also very much....a foxhole thing to quote bobby. they like each other genuinely but both are aware this is the result of an extraordinary situation. even if they were both getting out alive...they live completely different lives. this song is about, don't make this more than it is because even though maybe we'd both want it to be, it's not attainable.

heavy in your arms (florence + the machine) - "who is the betrayer? / who's the killer in the crowd?" is absolutely my concept for the 2 week cold oak. sam and jake being plagued by dreams from yellow-eyes, and they don't want to suspect or betray the other but. well. they'll be stuck here forever. this is both of them wondering who'll crack first. also "heavy in your arms" is a little foreshadowing for when jake stabs sam and holds him while he bleeds out. thanks!

as the world caves in (matt maltese) - look. they're going to nuke each other up boys till old satan stands impressed...on their final night alive it's YOUUU that i lie with.... this is last few days of peace before Inevitable Conflict as the tension hits a peak. it's about "i like you and i care for you and i know eventually one of us is going to kill the other but i can't be the person to pick up the knife first. so every night i sleep across the fire from you and hope you fall asleep before i do." and azazel is there.

no one would riot for less (bright eyes) - "everything is eclipsed / by the shape of destiny" - the fact that the lives of the special children have been counting down to this moment! their hopes, dreams, personal morals, affections for others are eclipsed by fate baby! inescapable! the whole "little soldier" section is again about how both of them have been made into weapons to fight for various causes, and now they're being. pitted against each other. "love me now / hell is coming" and "help me out / hell is coming / could you do it now / hell is here" is obviously about them knowing shit is going to go down soon and also this sense of like. just kill me if you're going to. don't prolong the inevitable.

have to explode (the mountain goats) - similar theme here, feeling like you're counting down to the inevitable - "the stage is set / someone's going to do something someone else will regret" sam and jake are pieces in a plan that's been in motion for years and everyone's just waiting for them to buckle down and play the role. "the fuse will have to run out sometime / something here will eventually have to explode" - dean only finds sam once sam's been stabbed and jake has 'won'. if no victor emerges they stay here until one does, and they know that they can't hold out forever.

tusk (fleetwood mac) - i put this on every playlist sorry about me! also it's, okay, jake wakes up in the night to see sam stuck in a nightmare and he knows the demon's visiting both of them. what's it saying to him, he thinks, what's sam going to do? this is about creeping dread, and this sense that the person you're with maybe knows something you don't. that they're planning to betray you, that they already have. and musically the frantic melody and vocalization just ups the tension.

bite the hand (boygenius) - jake's pov. sam is the one who pushes for a truce and holding out for another option out of cold oak, and jake is on board. at first. but as time kicks on he realizes that there's no other option whereas sam is still a little bit in denial. so the "i can't love you how you want me to / i'll bite the hand that feeds me / you want what i can't give to you / who do you think you are / who do you think i am / maybe i'm afraid of you" - is about him doing a heel turn where he realizes like, i can't do this (stay indefinitely here to find a dubiously-real other way out for a guy i just met) and sam can't do it either, and one of us is going to snap, and i'm afraid it'll be sam first.

i bet on losing dogs (mitski) - sam's perspective on ^ - he does know how it's going to end but he can't quite. give up on hoping that it won't. he doesn't kill jake when he has the chance. he must know jake'll kill him if he's not dead or knocked unconscious, but he hopes. that he won't. anyway. and he's wrong. he knows he'll be wrong, i think he can sense that jake is doing a heel turn but also, they're getting played by azazel who's planting seeds of doubt and they're stuck in this depressing place alone, and sam's not sure how much he can trust himself. he's betting on losing dogs.

samson (regina spektor) - "you are my sweetest downfall / i loved you first" - jake's pov on a guy he genuinely likes who he knows he's going to kill. before the fight & the cemetery they cared for each other. "we couldn't bring the columns down / we couldn't destroy a single one" - in the end trying to hold out against azazel does nothing, the gate opens, the apocalypse happens. it's futile. and the story never mentions jake or cold oak again - i think the fact that sam tried to like, help & protect the special kids & then had to watch andy, ava, and lily die, & then jake tried to kill him, & he had to kill jake is like. pretty fucked up. those are the last people like him on this earth man he was 23!

heaven or hell (digital daggers) - vibes! also: "i’ve got the same deep wounds as you / my love can double as a weapon too" - jake and sam's similarities are so key to me. either one of them could have been the person to turn first. i'm anti-trying to make jake into a bad guy for stabbing sam! he wanted to go home! "show me the side no one else sees / turn it back on me" - what's it like for sam to be around other special kids? does he feel more normal or less than he does with dean? thinking about that "it doesn't matter if we believe it only matters that they do" scene- SO interesting! what a cool moment of jake and sam connecting on a level of both being leaders, both knowing what a lose-lose situation looks like, both knowing how to keep the hope alive, and do what has to be done. of course this is also the trait that leads to jake killing sam / sam killing jake. they're the same.

old college try (the mountain goats) - this is specifically like, night before jake stabs sam. he knows he's going to kill sam by now. "i want to say i'm sorry for stuff i haven't done yet / things will shortly get completely out of hand" - jake thinking about this last like, goodbye. and "i will walk down to the end with you / if you will come all the way down with me" - seeing it through till the end, sam has a burgeoning sense of something wrong.

it seemed the better way (leonard cohen)- again i literally just put this one on everything i can. also you know, it's jake thinking about listening to azazel and killing sam. it seemed like the better way then, but now, when azazel's threatened his family and he realizes he can't get out of it, it's too late to go back in time and do it differently. he has to obey azazel + play along. "i better hold my tongue / i better take my place / lift this glass of blood / try to say the grace". yes i know this is about religion i'm not trying to make light of the song i just think. i'm squinting okay.

don't let me be misunderstood (nina simone) - LISTEN! JAKE'S INTENTIONS ARE GOOD. this is like, meeting in the cemetery and sam is alive and they both know what's passed between them and what can never be and where it has to go now, and jake's thinking "just remember that i'm not evil. just remember i have a family that i wanted to come back to like you, don't let where this went eclipse the fact that you cared about me, that you know i'm a good person." it's also me holding a large stick and pointing it at everyone in supernatural so that they remember that he did nothing wrong.

say goodbye (fleetwood mac) - okay bear with me. in my version. of cold oak jake doesn't get killed by sam. he kills azazel and sam and dean let him go. this is a retrospective on the whole thing for both of them. "i let you slip away / there was nothing I could do / that was so long ago, yeah / still I often think of you" and "so don't let it get you down / just a time within a time / just a scheme within a scheme / a little world within a world / yes, a dream, just a dream" are the thesis lyrics for this song. cold oak's done, azazel's nuked, back to the real world now. it's a bitter way to say goodbye to a person you cared about after they killed you/you killed them, even though you both sort of. expected it to go that direction. by this point i was just like IT FEELS RIGHT (adds to playlist).

#THIS IS SO LONG? i've never felt more charlie_day_pepe_silvia.png in my life #anon. i...this is a little deranged. i hope it was what you were looking for #mevoice why don't i make a playlist chiefly about an au that i will never finish or post!#boyking4boyking #long post #if this shows up without a readmore on mobile i'm so desperately sorry

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evakuality · 3 years

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Druck s5, episode 7 - belated thoughts

So we’re going straight into more ‘not good’ for Nora, huh? I guess it serves to show what things are like for her but it’s pretty heavy to watch. She’s just really disconnecting herself from everyone, huh? How consciously she’s doing it is a bit hard to tell, but the upshot is that someone who naturally seeks company and connection is withdrawing quite significantly. And her expertise in lying is shielding those around her from noticing it. Zoe doesn’t seem concerned at all when Nora tells her she’s totally awesome, and the breezy ‘sorry fell asleep’ business too - this is ingrained in her even though she’s clearly worried about herself considering she’s doing all that googling. It’s also really sad that she still feels enough of a connection to reach out to her mother and how awful that right now she’s just not in a position to be the mother. There are people around Nora, but she feels alone because of the loss of this one person.

And here we go with Constantin again. He really needs to get over this whole ‘betrayed sad boy’ thing he has going on. It’s been WEEKS and they didn’t seem to be together for that long, so really he’s just annoying at this point. It’s like Sara’s histrionics over Matteo. Ridiculously overblown reactions to these break ups. Poor Josh is having a really hard time trying to work out what’s going on here, which is reasonable tbh - she’s acting very odd considering that they just got together and how excited she seemed at the start. It doesn’t help that she’s still pumping out the lies. I get that she’s trying to protect herself and keep her life together but this is painful to watch because it’s so clearly having the opposite effect to the one she wanted. He can tell something’s wrong and he’s trying to be there for her, but the tight grip she has on keeping herself closed rn is taking its toll.

It’s really understandable why Nora’s lying, but it’s totally falling apart around her. Telling the girls the increasingly thin lies about the copy shop is plain stupid, but she can’t see it. No wonder they’re getting annoyed with her. She’s distant when she’s with them (not her fault of course, but they don’t know that because she keeps lying), she appears to be focused on Josh rather than them and I’m sure it appears that she’s just as bad as her sister and her friends - not taking the thing seriously. We know none of this is what’s going on, but she’s in such denial (ironic considering she’s worried and keeps trying to figure out what’s up with her) that she can’t be honest with them. Telling lies and protecting her image/face is so normalised to her that she can’t see what’s going on. It’s pretty obvious that she wants to help and be connected with the girls but also that she really has no idea how she can.

It’s fascinating how much darker everything is now in terms of settings and camera work etc. Even the brighter, lit up spaces are often more muted. There was something similar with Hanna and Jonas when things were tumbling around them and while it’s fairly simple in terms of filmmaking techniques it has a strong effect. And the fact that there are so many close ups on Nora, really tight in, makes it all a lot more claustrophobic and unsettling. And the thing with Zoe is all sorts of painful. You can see where Zoe is coming from, obviously - she’s always been embarrassed by her mother and so it’s natural that she wants to be able to spend time in her space with her friends now that she feels she can. But also the things she’s saying to Nora are really hurtful. I can’t remember if Zoe was around when Constantin said his little tirade about her mental health, but I’m sure it wasn't the only time he mouthed off about it even if she wasn't there; he hasn’t exactly been shy of being a dick to and about her in Zoe’s presence. So Zoe must know what these words are doing, or could do, to Nora. It’s all very realistic in terms of siblings and how they act to each other, but yikes.

And it seems that after a week or so of no Constantin and co being annoying they’re back with a vengeance. I know we’re supposed to be annoyed with them because we’re in Nora’s PoV, but honestly I’m just sick of how childish they are. Bullies who take some sort of delight in laughing at everyone else’s misfortune are just not my favourite type of people. And we have more of these really tight close ups on Nora, and even more than before they’re coupled with backgrounds which are out of focus or otherwise fuzzy and it’s all putting us in a spot where Nora is so trapped inside herself with so little sense of the world outside her that it’s a wonder she can even function at all. This merch reveal is uncomfortable anyway, what with Constantin and Ismail sitting there being really ... bleh. But the way Nora is shown, particularly in contrast to the other girls, is so uncomfortable.

I’m really pleased I didn’t watch this live tbh. It’s all a lot to deal with and while it’s potentially more concentrated when seen all in one go like this, I think I prefer it to watching this slow spiral of Nora’s over the days and weeks. She looks worn down and defeated and totally checked out even when she’s with people she cares about. Josh tries, but she’s not in a place where she can give him anything let alone the answers he deserves about what’s going on. His support is almost oppressive for her, and when we think back to how she was at the start of the season that’s a really big change. Also, I have major issues with heights so this scene is troubling for me in a lot of ways. Yes Nora, I am scared. So just step away from the edge pls. ‘I hope you’re making just as great progress as I am’ is so messed up, though I guess it’s good that she broke from the litany of cheesy lies into this far more truthful moment even if she was trying to hide it behind a bright and bubbly exterior.

#druck

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rhydium · 3 years

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Info dumbo about the StarFinite story?

aright u asked for it anon GET READY [cracks knuckles] this is gonna be long so obligatory cut in 3, 2........

...1!

so the uh, the au! the story!! w/e yall wanna call it! full disclaimer, i only began working on this whole thing a while ago, but it's totally taken over my fukn brain. like, we're talking big hyperfixation hrs. am i cringe for being this invested in my own content? yes? cool i do not Care >:3€

i should also throw it out there real quick that i am kin w/ infinite, n this is actually one of my two canons (both of which are my own aus lmfao wow). i didn't go into it expecting it to be but sfsfsgdfs here we are ig!! for that reason it's got extra importance to me n this definitely contributes to the euphoria i get from it!! it's a lil odd writing ur own canon,,? but i kinda just go w/ the flow!

the au n, the story that i will start Eventually, revolves around infinite n starline (obvi) n it's honestly just ... the tl;dr is big healing momence n, what's this? uh oh sisters !!! they are falling in love 😳😳😳

uhhhh so infinite is an android, made by eggman. that's like, the most notable canon divergence here! super important context to have. i've got a whole big theory on the possibility of sega originally intending infinite to be an artificial being (which i explored in the works for my Other canon too), stemming from not only the scene in forces wherein infinite comments on sonic's "data", but a line of dialogue from tails in one of the last stages of the game where he Literally Says "so this is where eggman built infinite". that ... i mean. that contrasts w/ episode shadow pretty hard don't it?? would explain why that dlc was so rushed, n the comic too. ANYWAY adsfsfs um that's a seperate ramblepost. yeah!!!

they are also agender n use they/them (primarily) as well as he/him!! so i'll be refering to them w/ those pronouns!

after the war, infinite is taken in by the resistance n, instead of being dismantled, they're basically given a chance to rehabilitate themselves. it's agreed that they won't be reprogrammed, as despite the potential risks, it feels wrong to do so; like a violation of their free will, individuality n thinking. if infinite is to be a good person, it's not gonna be bc other ppl recreated their entire personality, it's gonna be bc it's what they themselves truly want. robot ethics idk man!! u can't tell me that sonic n co wouldn't offer this to infinite if they offered it to metal in IDW,,,, i am Standing By This!!!

it's, yknow, a bit rocky, at first. infinite has to really fight the urge to return to eggman (something they already tried once, before the resistance found them; they were cast out). it's a struggle against what they were built to do, against giving into unhealthy familiarity over facing a, while healthier, unfamiliarity. new faces, a new life, turning their back on their mission n creator, it's like, a lot.

they work for/with the sonic crew, rebuilding the world they tore down as deemed fitting justice, being closely monitored for a bit as a natural precaution. as it becomes apparent infinite truly no longer has any ambition to harm others (they don't have much ambition for anything, really), they're then granted more freedom, n start taking on more important missions!! it at least gives them something to do, keeps them occupied. they have issues with dissociation, unreality, whether they're truly a real person bc, well, android. feeling purposeless, n a lack of worth, especially. a need to prove themselves. heavy stuff. i'll kinda go into that a bit more in a sec. their work grounds them, if only temporarily.

n soooooo... IDW comic stuff happens. metal virus time. starline gets kicked out of the empire.

now, as the comics are ongoing, n as this is already an au, there's gonna be divergence, n i must admit i haven't planned out all that yet. there's a lot i have to consider!! infinite being w the resistance/restoration is a big game changer ... tho i Do believe that they were absent, likely on a far out mission during most of the chaos. eggman doesn't know abt them, nor does starline or anyone else other than the sonic crew; n some civilians that recognise them.

i'm not 100% sure of Exactly when it happens, but i think it's just after bad guys, that infinite is sent to locate n bring in starline. it doesn't prove too difficult. there's a whole, starline realising "oh fuck it's you???", some bickering n, the two don't hit it off right away. they're both kinda like. not mentally stable ddgddgdds,,,

so uh. starline ends up essentially going thru the same sorta shit as infinite. careful watch, rebuilding, all that jazz, making sure he can be trusted. he's like... very very lost, quite like infinite is. the world has kinda calmed down, in the meanwhile.

it's at this point i'm gonna go ahead n drop a bit of a ramble i subjected my friends to a while ago, to articulate the way i see the two, n their dynamic together!! i was considering making this it's own post a while ago!

analysing their characters a bit... let's look at starline. Like. so we have this, in bad guys, which SENT ME tbfh;

i feel like it's the moment that triggers starline onto the path he is rn canonically,,, he's clearly like. rly mad n bitter. the core of this?? he wants his work n his efforts to be acknowledged.

he's big angry. still kind of in denial at this stage. he has himself obsessed w/ the idea of making eggman see him as Worthy, that if he just tries hard enough, that'll happen. he's dependent on eggman's validation, n i mean, it's no surprise; he's followed him a Long Time by the sounds of it.

then in the recent issue, hold the fuck up, bc we got, This;

god. my god it's all comin together now homies. this???? this right here??? it is the CLASSIC "i have to do this to prove i'm strong n powerful n smart n worthy n should be respected please Give Me Acknowledgement" ..... n who else is Like That? can u see where im going w/ this?

i think most ppl are aware of infinite's character being extremely indicative of self worth/esteem issues n the need to prove themself, right?? the extreme adversity, repulsion, perhaps even fear toward the idea of being weak. the compulsion to prove otherwise, to show their strength, to become powerful, to conquer to make a point. their theme exudes this same energy as their behaviour in-game; an aggressive attitude, trying to assert themself, while if u rly listen...? the lyrics are actually really sad in places. it reeks of cover up, although composition wise, a v interesting thing to note is a lot of the more telling lyrics are prominent while some of the affirming ones are in the background. indicative of a desire to have their true feelings be heard but caught in a vicious loop?

okay okay that's yet Another different analysis. AHEM.

not to get deep on main (oh who the hell am i kidding that's the point of this entire thing) but i think starline has issues w/ his worth in a similar way to infinite. they both seem to have this need to Prove something, whether it's to others or themselves, n get caught in a toxic spiral of doing worse n worse things for Some kind of validation or acknowledgement. they'll go to really big lengths chasing that, n both of them ultimately sought validation in the wrong place n wrong way.

this is a big part of my starfinite dynamic,, n so, what happens, as they get closer n open up??? we have them BOTH realising together that they don't have to do fuck all to prove anything to anyone. they don't need to do all this to show they're strong n smart n worth something, not to anyone else OR themselves. they're enough as they are. they bond over that shared feeling that they have to do xyz, to prove themselves, n that desire to just finally be acknowledged n appreciated n help each other thru it. to help each other understand that other ppls approval, or lack thereof, doesn't define them, their strength, intelligence, and worthiness.

i feel like they have an interesting parallel between them in like... the above could be taken as a general analysis, but to go more in depth on this au specifically?? ...

starline followed eggman for presumably a long time n it no doubt left him feeling a heavy and deep regret for all that time wasted n spent on an unhealthy path. infinite kinda teaches him that what matters is what he's doing Now n also reminds him that if none of it happened, starline wouldn't have learnt a lot of the serious skills he has. n while starline still feels bad, he also realises himself that, he likely never would have crossed infinite's path if none of it happened. for that reason, he wouldn't take it back.

infinite has only been recently made, on the other hand. they haven't really existed long, yet, but so far their experiences haven't been very positive n it can be .... discouraging. starline sorta, shows infinite their limited experiences w/ the world are a very tiny fraction of what's out there, n things can absolutely change, yes, including for the better; that's the essence of life, a neverending, constant flow of change.

it's a big tale of moving on n letting go, honestly; made easier as they're doing it together. n as they heal n grow, well... these bitches gay. sfshshdgds like, ig that's putting it p bluntly but!! they start to trust each other, understand each other more. as they get to truly know who the other is, they both start developing The Feelings. they're both pretty oblivious n the reveal is totally unknown so far!! yeah, i know, bummer. i suck. boo. adafsfsds however i can say there will be lots of content in the making!! if that soothes the soul! i've got of ideas i hope to bring to life.

ofc there's still a lot of more specific things i haven't covered here so! if y'all want more juice hmu w/ more focused questions but !! this is the overview n i hope it was a decent read now that gave some uhhh! Cool Insight! yea!!! ✌

#jackal.txt #android infinite au #i need a proper name for this #infinite the jackal #dr starline #starfinite #long post #idw sonic spoilers

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fameplagued · 4 years

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❛ harry styles, 21, cismale, he/him ❜ was that EZRA WARD i just saw hurrying across the quad? you’d think they would know what happens when a JUNIOR is late to class. then again, the MUSIC MAJOR has been known to be pretty HEDONISTIC. maybe being so CHARISMATIC helps keep them out of trouble. i heard they aren’t an angel, though, and that they are BISEXUAL and love RISKY/PUBLIC SEX + MAKING AMATEUR PORN.

ayyye friends, i’m happy to be here! i’m g, here to introduce my ugly son, he’s a mix of a few different characters i’ve played before but never quite like this so i’m hype :~)

VISAGE: HARRY STYLES (MOSTLY CIRCA LATE 2014 & 2015 bc long hair)

VOICE-CLAIM (SPEAKING ACCENT & SINGING): HARRY STYLES

OTHER KINKS: CHOKING, ORGASM CONTROL/DENIAL, BEGGING, WORSHIP (REC)(GIV), PUNISHMENT + REWARD, ANAL, SPANKING, MARKING, BITING, HAIR PULLING, RIMMING (REC)(GIV), DADDY KINK, SIZE DIFFERENCE, VOYEURISM, CLOTHES ON, GROUP SEX, SEXUAL PAIN, ORDERS (REC)(GIV),

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CANON TATTOOS (*MOSTLY)

born / raised just outside of manchester, england. comes from a wealthy yet extremely neglectful upbringing. his mother is english, his father is american, meaning since he was born in england, he’s of of dual citizenship. his family moved to his father’s home state of pennsylvania when he was 14, which is when he first starter his youtube channel

ok so a big thing is that ezra’s slow but currently steady rise to fame within the music industry has been alarmingly quick and that fact has shaped a lot of his personality; think justin bieber or shawn mendes with their gaining an initial fanbase and then a loyal following via starting out on youtube / other social media outlets as a young teenager, only with a much messier, Rockstar™ persona and you have ezra ward

there’s a pretty distinct difference between the version of himself that much of his dedicated fanbase perceptions are based on, and the Real Him. in the media he’s gradually becoming more of a household name for being a musician with a mostly positive message, an inclusive fanbase, a charming personality and being an all around humble, approachable, likable young guy

in his personal life, things are a bit,, different. he’s a hedonist, through and through, in that his pursuit of pleasure ranks far above everything else on his priority list. he’s also extremely sybaritic meaning crazy self indulgent when it comes to luxury, and in his late teens when he had the world at his fingertips, it was all about having the Best everything (mini bars, expensive cars, the good champagne, n private planes- ok i’ll shut up now no one needs my bad 1d references rn)

so basically he spent ages 17-19 as a touring musician after forming a backing band built of some his closest friends from high school, all the while earning his associates in arts in music through an online program; balancing social media as a full time job, getting to perform live in any kind of larger capacity, and still doing well in college posed quite a challenge, especially as he became more focused on the rockstar lifestyle and less on school

still, he never stopped wanting to learn as much as he possibly could about music, determined to become a master of his craft, so he earned his degree and kept hungry for knowledge. after a near-overdose the summer after he turned 19 however, his parents and their what felt to him like faux-concern at the time eventually talked him into putting touring and gaining celebrity status on the back burner for a while

in exchange for a proposed change in habits and lifestyle, they offered to pay for him to apply for and attend the prestigious university of his choice so he could get his bachelor’s degree in music theory, something he agreed to after heavy deliberation, and only after he had a personal realization about just how much the limelight was getting to him, the brighter it became did he decide it was for the best that he stepped back from it to focus on school

choosing college over touring / growing the band’s popularity cost him a few members of his backing band / friends who had no interest in ‘waiting around for him to finish getting some stupid degree’ and went on to pursue other projects, which meant he no longer had the same support system in that group of friends that he’d become so used to, and that lead him to seek out a new one almost as soon as he was enrolled at northridge as a freshman: he immediately pledged omega pi (bc we all know what a frat boy harry looked like at 19, hello, i’m not passing that up), finding that he fit right in with its reputation for being full of guys who were heavily focused on partying, and now that he’s a junior he’s in charge of marketing & recruitment :~)

his appetite for pleasure & luxury coupled with still considering himself a rich, successful musician and just being an incredibly sexually fueled person in general makes for a really delicious and dangerous mix ngl and so far in his 21 short years he’s lived a pretty Wildt life, even while at college

he hasn’t released anything music-wise for the couple of years he’s been at university, but he wants 22 (he turns that soon hi he’s an aquarius ass bitch) to be the year that changes, where he delves back into it and truly becomes the artist he was ~destined to be~ or whateva

frequently considers whether or not he made the right choice in essentially choosing college over being an artist / celebrity for the time being, and wonders if dropping out would be the better option (esp bc he thinks he only has so much Time anyway, more info below), but always talks himself out of it

is Firmly Set on the idea he’s going to be part of the 27 club (my boi is already almost 22 like :/ excuse u sir, snap out of that? someone give him a reason to live lmfao no i’m kidding i promise)

has an underlying hopelessly romantic side / has had a lot of either toxic or very intense relationships / has hurt & been hurt by a lot of people, so he has an extreme aversion to emotional attachment and falling in love / prefers casual sex / thinks he’ll never have a long term relationship again (yikes ik like hi get some therapy babe)

he’s reckless, impulsive, can be incredibly domineering, drinks too much, fucks too much (if that’s possible), and (drugs tw) does way too much coke for fun and too much adderall for studying, definitely every bit the ~tortured artist~ even though most of his issues are rooted in like, mommy/daddy issues and (homophobia tw) knowing his parents wouldn’t accept or support him any longer if they knew that he was bisexual

to sum it all up, he’s here for a good time, not a long time, and while he is here, he wants to learn all that he possibly can about music because to him it’s basically the meaning of life ok

that’s?? pretty much all i have for now, i will probably update this again at some point but i don’t want to make it too long because i definitely want to develop him within this group as i go along and besides it was just TIME for me to get something up

i’ll have a connections page up soon but some ideas off the top of my head are: best friends (platonic or otherwise), fwb, exes on good or bad terms, someone who also grew up in pennsylvania / maybe knows him from high school?, enemies w/ benefits, hookups via sorority/frat parties, professors he’s earned ~extra credit~ with or whateva, someone who was a fan before he came to northridge but now they lowkey hate him, someone who’s still a fan, fwb ft. one-sided crush, classmates, etc !

#noru.intro #this is so long RIP pls forgive me #ya'll know what to do !#{ ooc | ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴀʀɴᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇs }#tw drug use #tw homophobia mention

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BENEDETTA PORCAROLI , CIS FEMALE , SHE / HER → according to the school records , GIOVANNA ELOISA ARGENTI has been attending sacred heart for the past two years . i last saw them hanging around stan's place ; i think they were tying cherry stems into knots . at twenty - one , gio has been studying classics and get this , i heard that her bloodline has long been cursed to succumb to inevitable madness and it’s been the cause of many mysterious deaths in the family already — figure it’s true ? everyone around here always associates them with biting into an apple only to realize it’s rotten , a bloody nose dripping onto silk stockings , and the distorted screech of a violin coming from another room . in the time since these strange happenings , they have encountered unexplained occurrences .

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ QUICK STATS !

full name : giovanna eloisa argenti

nickname(s) : gio , gigi ( although she likes to think she outgrew it )

zodiac : scorpio sun , gemini moon ( click ! )

sexuality : bisexual .

occupation : student & heiress .

birthplace : rome , italy .

current residence : sacred heart academy .

pinterest : ( click ! )

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ BACKSTORY ! ( tw : depression , murder , suicide & drug abuse )

born in 1953 to one of the wealthiest families in italy ! the argenti's posses a ridiculous and tbh kinda disgusting fortune because of their distant ties to the old italian monarchy ... and are also long rumored to have been cursed hundreds of years ago as divine punishment for the sins of a past family member .

the family has a long and gruesome history — good husbands turning into killers , more than one argenti woman flinging herself off one of the many balconies in the family estate , children who hear voices in the night . more often than people care to count , these fits of madness are seemingly inexplicable .

giovanna was born on chilly autumn night . she would be her mother’s first and last child , but lucianna argenti saw her baby girl as anything but a miracle . when she was only five months old , a nanny discovered the woman trying to drown giovanna in the bathtub , stuck in a trance she’d later have no recollection of being in . long in denial of the family curse , marco argenti hired nearly every notable doctor in italy , but none of them could find a sound explanation for the violent and nonsensical trances his wife would experience for the next three years before ultimately taking her own life .

leaving giovanna to grow up all alone in the too big family estate at the hands of nannies , marco argenti would spend the better years of his only daughter’s life traveling all around europe , desperate to shake the ghost of his wife , but never succeeding .

despite all the tragedy early on in gio’s life , she had an almost typical upbringing for someone in her socioeconomic circle . a childhood devoid of the love her parents were supposed to give , nannies who gave in to the rotten demands only a wealthy child and sole heir could conjure up , a house that never felt like a home .

by the time she was a teenager , gio had grown up to be a different kind of monster — not the madwomen her classmates would snicker about when speaking ill of the blood that flowed through her veins , but something perhaps more dangerous , a selfish girl too clever and too beautiful for her own good .

on the eve of her 18th birthday her father makes his grand return home , gone so long he mistakes his daughter for a maid before a groundskeeper politely informs him of his mistake . causing more tension still was the brand new gold band on his ring finger , as well as the announcement that he’s selling the estate , and that gio’s to come live with his new wife and three small children in france .

the day giovanna argenti turns 18 is a day she can no longer remember save for waking up in the remnants of a burnt down home , ash caked underneath her fingernails , smoke burning her lungs . servants who have been loyal to the argenti family for decades will later testify that there had been a terrible accident lighting the birthday cake that night , that marco argenti had never returned home the night before , and that the family of four in paris crying murder were nothing but scammers after the family fortune .

gio spends the next year scrambling to piece together the mysterious events , a tiny voice inside her head insisting something wasn’t right with the story she’d been fed by the people who raised her , albeit confused as to why they’d hide the truth if something sinister had indeed happened that night . she could have sworn the memory of her father coming home was a real one — until she gets a letter in the mail , signed marco argenti , polaroid attached , a blurry shot of a man who bears the family resemblance standing in front of the statue of liberty .

cue the drug abuse ( coke being her poison of choice ) , the reckless and dangerous stunts all in the name of having a good time , the mind numbing sex with strangers . heart heavy with the idea that she was indeed going insane , following in the footsteps of all the argenti’s that had come before her , giovanna was left with the haunting sensation that her life was already doomed , and so she might as well make the most of it . on the flip side of this she also came to the realization that she could pretty much .... do whatever she wanted and get away with it ? people already thought she was cursed and crazy ... might as well act the part ... a little self fulfilling prophecy ... as a treat <3

in a feeble attempt to save her from an untimely and rather stupid demise , she is shipped off to sacred heart academy , a place a distant cousin once attended . mind clouded by addiction and unresolved trauma alike , giovanna can’t be sure the strange happenings at sacred heart are real at all or just a product of a dark and overactive imagination .

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ PERSONALITY + TIDBITS !

first & foremost ... gio was inspired loosely by some sexy women including miss effy stonem from skins , choi sooji from tempted , ludo from baby , villanelle from killing eve & lady macbeth minus the murder ( ... unless ? 😏 ) , as well as more lana del rey songs than i care to admit so we won’t be talking about it aha x

yes what i’m trying to say is she’s a little unhinged ... but in that fun sexy way like when amy dunne gives the cool girl speech in gone girl .

speaking of cool girls ... gio is one 😌 you would think growing up with a last name that’s literally famous for being cursed would have put a bigger damper on her popularity among people but there’s a certain fascination gio holds and she knows it . this isn’t to say she’s got a lot of friends because she definitely doesn’t , she just knows how to get people’s attention .

at her core she is clever , charming , everything someone who grew up with money is bound to be . but unlike the selfishness of other trust fund babies , gio’s operates on a different scale . she’s self obsessed , not because she views herself as better than anyone else , but because she’s so haunted by the idea that something terrible and wicked exists inside of her and it’s only a matter of time before darkness takes over .

in an effort to counter that weight , she breezes through life without taking much seriously . toying with people , the mind games she plays , it’s all an effort to distract herself , to entertain her brain with thoughts that somehow seem lighter in comparison to her own inevitable self destruction although the people she plays with might say otherwise .

consequences should scare her more than they do , but honestly she’s got a penchant for doing the things deemed bad for her . on one hand she figures little matters if she’s truly cursed , on the other hand she figures if she is cursed than whatever consequence comes her way is deserved .

flirty , but most of the time it never means anything . she is prone to intense infatuations , however , all of which have ended tragically so far so proceed with caution .

she’s definitely someone most people would know of , as she’s got an almost bad habit of striking up conversations with whoever , but ask someone to name her favorite color or any profound fact about her and they probably wouldn’t be able to .

very nosy due to her childhood of people watching and intensely studying the adults who raised her , and so the habit has carried on into her adult life . she won’t outwardly pry , but if you catch her interest she’ll unabashedly observe you like she’s an actor trying to better understand their part .

tons of fun at parties , but also in class , considering she’s snorting enough coke on the daily to treat school like it’s one big social gathering . life’s a beach baby <3

studying classics because she likes how intense the stories and history are , but she’s surprised herself by being rather good at the language aspect of the major .

deep deep down ... there is the desire to be understood and loved despite whatever uninhibited thing she’s convinced lurks around inside her but that is constantly in conflict with the idea that she’s fundamentally undeserving of real affection ... just girly things you know 🥺

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ WANTED CONNECTIONS ! ( all open to all genders )

my brain is quite literally all rot rn im just gonna list stuff with minimal elaboration please vibe with me ...

people she gets high with <3

ex infatuations that ended tragically lets get that angst

spare parental figures ... any professors out there want a demon child who will idolize u but not know how to deal with that so they just act up all the while hoping for forgiveness and the attention they never got from their own parents </3

speaking of professors i will play into the problematic trope of a student being obsessed with a professor -___- solely because i would lov to have gio go full throttle crazy ... as a treat ... this has nothing to do with that one line in lorde’s writer in the dark u know the one truly this does not have to be reciprocated at ALL

a confidant / someone she probably considers her closest friend who she is constantly disgusted with herself for opening up to but also truly not able to live without so it’s a fun cycle of push and pull but truly she’d probably die for them just don’t ask her that she’ll say no

i think it would be fun to have someone who knows about the supposed argenti curse maybe their family had some associations to gio’s or maybe they spent some time in italy at some point growing up and met her there idk im cute not smart ...

we’ve all been begging and begging i will jump on the bandwagon and ask for a sexy rival doesnt mean anything if u say i hate u after hooking up

someone she keeps bumping into when she’s sneaking out past curfew or cutting class and at first it was like dude seriously do we have to start alternating but now it turned into like wow i really hope we bump into each other again would u like a cigarette wanna listen to some music together

someone she sees a lot at stan’s place . perhaps on campus they have a very different relationship but off campus they feel free to have another

current hookups we love to see it there’s so many directions to go in maybe its purely a casual thing , maybe it’s casual for gio but not for them , or maybe gio’s the one like worm maybe i would like more than sex , maybe it’s like a we only hookup when we’re high at parties thing , perhaps it’s a secret hookup thing so it gets angsty

maybe a rival or someone she swears she hates and they swear the same but they accidentally bond along the way and it’s like well i thought i hated u but perhaps we are more similar than we thought but also we only know how to be enemies so how do we even move past this ...

perhaps someone gio goes to when she’s especially fucked up and they take care of her / start to resent her for seemingly caring so little abt her own well being and she resents them for caring too much bc it’s not liked she asked but she keeps showing up at their door and they keep letting her in

someone she can be in cahoots with ... go absolutely bonkers with knowing they won’t judge her and she won’t judge them

perhaps someone she can be a bad influence on

also someone who makes her want to be a better person bc we need balance

a group of girls gio can be like men r disgusting with but then they catch her hooking up with said stinky man and it’s just a cycle like please get some help luv

a dealer mayhaps ?

someone whose favorite pen she stole but blatantly lied and said she didn’t steal it but she uses it everyday in class so u know she did in fact steal ur pen

ok she’s out of juice i’m she

i wont lie to u ive been writing this all damn day … but we finally made it baby 😭😭😭 im sosososo sorry for the length & the wait … also i feel like my charas always change a lil once i actually start plotting & writing so sorry again if u see me finally writing as giovanna on the dash and ur like lit rally who is that … JSDBWJBDWBDJ also side note i promise u im almost done word vomiting all over the place but it must b said ... u know how there’s that trope that supposed insanity is like not always real like how female hysteria was a whole as thing or like how in haunting of hill house where the charas weren’t really haunted by ghosts at all more so by their trauma ... that was my whole inspo with the argenti’s like are they even cursed at all ? who is to say ... PLEASE come message me on discord to plot ! @ you are my soulmate ʕ´• ᴥ•̥`ʔ#8172 maybe … give this a like if u wanna … do that hehehe thank u for reading all this ur so brave for that stay sexy stan loona x

#heretics.intro #╰ ♡ . 𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒚 ── ooc !#pls lets not talk abt the length the quality OR the lateness ... compliments only x #JSBDJWBDJWBDJWD

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through the night | jjk | 02

pairing: jeon jungkook + stylist! reader

word count: 2.8 k

genre: fluff, angst + idol! au, friends to lovers! au

parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

listen to this playlist while reading!

best of friends. that’s what you and jungkook were. as their stylist for several years now, you and jungkook got along like no other and over time developed a friendship that was special to the two of you. but what happens when an IU collaboration deal, a jealous childhood-best friend and secret feelings get intertwined with the simple life you thought you were living?

“So, what has you waiting?”

Jungkook turned around to face you as you stood by his studio door, your back leaning against the frame as you nodded your head towards the card in his right hand and his phone in the other.

“You’ve been staring at that for quite a while you know?”

Lowering his head, Jungkook let out a soft chuckle before setting both the card and his phone on the desk in front of him.

“I don’t know, I—I feel scared for some reason. Anxious. Nervous.” Jungkook replied, a tight smile on his face as he shook his head, “I’m just afraid I’m going to end up disappointing her.”

Raising your brow, you gave him an incredulous look, “Since when did the Jungkook I know back away from a challenge?”

Taking a seat next to him, you continued, “I know you’re scared Jungkook, but haven’t you been dreaming of this day, for the opportunity to sing with IU? And of all the people she could’ve asked, she asked you. That has to mean something, right?”

"I guess you're right."

"Hey, I'm always right," you joked as you sat back in your chair, giving him a wink as he let out a laugh, crinkles appearing around the corner of his eyes as he beamed at you.

A couple of seconds passed, before you whispered again, “So, you’ll do it?”

Rolling his lips between his teeth, you could see it in the way his eyes wandered slowly to the card on his desk as he contemplated the decision yet once again. Leaning forward, you took the card yourself before grabbing Jungkook’s hand. Placing the card in the palm of his hand, you glanced up at him to meet his soft gaze before giving him a look that he understood as he nodded back with a small smile in return.

Grabbing the door on your way out, as you closed it you could hear the faint voice of Jungkook going, “Hello, This is BTS’s Jeon Jungkook...” Sighing softly to yourself, you plastered a smile onto your face, telling yourself that the bad feeling that reappeared in your stomach is one that you’re gonna have to deal with later.

You were sitting at your desk, twirling the pen in your hand as a yawn escaped your mouth for the nth time that night. Simply put, you were exhausted. As tiring as comeback season was for the boys, you couldn’t help but admit it took a toll on the stylists as well. Especially you.

Staring at the video in front of you and the notes on your desk, you decided to call it a night and to just finish your assignment tomorrow. After all, it wasn’t due for a week, and you were sure you’d get it done eventually. Setting a pen inside, marking where you left off in your book, you closed it when you heard someone behind you go, “Online classes?”

Startled, you jumped in your seat a bit before looking back to see a friendly face smiling at you, as he motioned towards the can of coffee in his right hand.

“Oh, it’s just you,” you chuckled embarrassedly, as he set the coffee on your desk before taking a seat next to you.

“Just you, I’m hurt.” he frowned, feigning a hurt expression on his face. Giving him an amused look, he chuckled before adding, “You work too hard y/n, you know that.”

“Well, you got to make a living somehow. I can’t be their stylist forever, you know,” you replied matter-of-factly, to which Jiho let out a laugh.

Kang Jiho. With soft brown eyes that often held a mischievous glint in them, and looks that of an idol itself, they were enough to melt any girl’s heart.

But to you, he wasn’t just a colleague, or a stylist, but someone that you often relied on because you’d known since back in the day—high school. He was a friend, one very dear to you.

Taking a sip of the coffee, you hummed in content as you closed your eyes momentarily before sighing, “Things are getting busier these days, aren’t they? Especially with Jungkook,” you added, although the slight bitterness in your voice didn’t go unnoticed.

Raising a brow, Jiho hinted, “Is this about the IU deal?” to which you quickly shook your head in denial, before Jiho gave you a knowing look, one you knew you couldn’t help but avoid.

“It’s just, I’m proud of him, I really am but—“

“You’re afraid?” Jiho finished softly, making you look up at him slowly as you gave him a slight nod. Setting down the can of coffee on your desk, you brought your empty hands back to your lap, clasped together as you rocked back and forth in your seat, a habit you had when you were anxious, “Things are just changing, really fast. From winning the Daesang to Song of the Year and now this IU deal, things are happening faster than I imagined and I just worry for them, that’s all.”

“I mean, that’s understandable,” he replied as you looked up at him.

“Really? I’m not just being, ya know, stupidly paranoid?” you said, your lips pulling into a grin as Jiho chuckled at you, before teasing back, “Well, you’re always stupidly paranoid, so I’m not sure exactly.”

Throwing the pen that you were writing with at him, the echoes of your laughter rang through the empty hallway, as the two of you continued to talk, reminding you of old times.

A couple weeks passed on by, the days zooming on faster than ever as the boy’s schedules piled up, one after the other. The stress was evident; the boys and everyone else were preparing for their upcoming world tour. You, on the one hand, were beyond excited.

After putting up your luggage in the overhead carrier, you nestled into the seat beside Jiho.

“Can’t believe I’m going to have to sit next to you for the next 10 hours,” Jiho groaned, although sporting a playful smile on his face.

Rolling your eyes, you nudged his side before retorting, “I’m pretty sure I should be more concerned Mr.Cuddles.”

Jiho was known for being the most cranky, cuddly baby ever when asleep — something you’d seen in action almost way too many times.

“That was years ago. I’m all grown up now.” Jiho huffed, crossing his arms together across this chest.

Raising a brow, you merely hummed in response you heard a voice call your name as you peered out from the side of your seat to find the owner of the voice.

Eyes resting upon Jungkook whose hands waved wildly at you, you simply giggled and motioned for him to go sit down as the plane was about to take off in a couple minutes. Watching him walk over to you where you were sitting, he handed a book to you which you received with a raised brow, “What’s this?”

“Just wanted you to read it. I just finished a couple days ago and thought you’d like it. Namjoon hyung recommended it to me,” Jungkook replied with a grin as he cocked his head back to the boy who was already nestled into his seat, headphones in and eyes closed.

Chuckling, you flipped the book to the cover to read “Eleanor & Park” on the front as you nodded, “Okay, I’ll read it. This flight is going to take forever, and god knows I’m gonna get sick of Jiho in about thirty minutes.”

Mocking a hurt expression on his face, his hands dramatically falling to his heart, he whined, “I’m awfully hurt y/n.”

Looking between you and Jiho bickering back and forth over who was more annoying, Jungkook just smiled softly before excusing himself as he went to get ready for the long flight.

Pulling out his phone, just as Jungkook was about to put his phone in airplane mode, a text lit up his screen.

[9:50] iu sunbae: jungkook-sshi, I’ve sent you the demo file that we’ve recorded so far. listen to it when you have the chance. I heard from my manager you’re heading to the states, have a safe flight. I’ll see you soon :)

Eyes lighting up, he bit down on his lip in excitement as he quickly typed back, his fingers flying at the speed of light.

[9:50] jeon jungkook: thank you sunbae-nim! I will listen to it rn.

With that, he put in his headphones and pressed down on the file, a soft melody flooding his ears followed by IU’s sweet voice, the voice he had been enamored with ever since he was a young teenager. Chuckling to himself, he still couldn’t believe he was going to record a duet with her. Finding his eyes fluttering close, he slowly nodded off to sleep, a blissful smile on his face.

Feeling something heavy on his shoulder, Jiho looked to his side to see your head resting upon him, the strands of your hair splayed across your face as your reading glasses still rested upon the bridge of your nose. Stifling a giggle, he slowly grabbed your glasses, gently removing it from your face causing you to groan slightly in your sleep. Stopping halfway, Jiho waited for you to stop moving as you fell back into your deep slumber as he successfully removed it, folding it and putting it back into your bag.

The book Jungkook had given you was in your hands, half-opened to which Jiho folded the page so he wouldn't have to hear you freak out later that you lost your place.

Putting the book into your bag too, Jiho slowly readjusted himself as you nestled your head further into his shoulder, a sigh of content slipping past your lips.

Who was the cuddly one now?

Unable to hide the smile that now graced his face, he watched you as your breaths slowly evened out, your chest rising with each and every exhale. His eyes traced your face, finally falling onto your rosy, plush lips that had a slight tint to them due to the strawberry-flavored lip balm you always used. As thoughts of you consumed him, before he could realize it, his face was close to yours, just a few inches away that his heart suddenly lept out of his chest.

What was he doing?

Pulling back from your sleeping figure, his heart still racing in his chest, he quickly looked away as he stared out the plane window, the black night sky filling his vision. Feeling slight movement from your side again, his eyes fell back towards you as you had moved to the other side, away from him this time.

His breathing finally returning to normal, he mentally scolded himself to get!it!together! If Jiho knew one thing, it was that no matter what, Jiho was only your friend and nothing more.

And he was okay with that.

Rubbing your eyes, you followed Jiho as a yawn escaped your mouth. As you dragged your suitcase from behind you suddenly felt your head hit someone’s back, quickly snapping you out of your mindless state as you sighed, “Sorry Jiho.”

“Not Jiho, but it’s okay.”

Looking up, Jungkook down peered at you with a teasing grin that had you hitting his arm softly. Pulling up your suitcase so that you were walking beside him, you asked, “Did you manage to sleep well?”

Nodding, he replied, “Yea, IU sunbaenim sent the demo recording before the flight took off and I think I’ve listened to it over fifty times.”

Turning to look at him, you saw the sparkle in his eyes at the mention of IU to which you smiled back, “Aw, is it a really good track?”

“One of the best I’ve heard from her. It’s still surreal that I’m going to be singing along with her.” Jungkook grinned, all the excitement he suppressed on the plane ride spilling out in front of you.

“I bet, but you know if anyone deserves to, it’s you right?” you reminded him with sincerity laced within each word. It was the truth, something you believed in every day as you saw Jungkook do the greatest of things.

Pouting, he bent down to your face as he ruffled your already messy hair, cooing, “Aren’t you the sappiest little thing.”

Grumbling, you pulled his hand away as you retorted, “I’m not even that much shorter than you.”

Eyeing your platform sneakers that donned your two feet, he gave you a knowing look making you only scowl at him. Throwing his hands up in the air, he laughed, “Hey, I didn’t say anything.”

“You don’t need to dumbass, I can read you like an open book.”

At the mention of a book, your comment at him completely flying over his head, Jungkook asked, “Wait, did you finish reading Eleanor and Park?”

Giving him a sheepish smile in return, you were just about to admit that you had actually fallen asleep when a voice beat you to it.

“She was halfway through until I caught her knocked out cold, reading glasses still on and snuggled up to my side.” Jiho snickered as he appeared beside you, his words causing your jaw to drop to the floor.

“I-I was not snuggling up to you, wha—” you sputtered, suddenly flustered as you shot him a glare while he laughed. Looking back up at Jungkook, he winked, “She’s quite the cuddler you know.”

Elbowing him in the stomach, you muttered a couple less-than-nice words towards him to which Jungkook simply laughed. However, unbeknownst to you, as Jungkook’s eyes, yet once again, fell upon the two of you, he felt a slight twinge in his heart. He didn’t necessarily have the words to explain it, after all, Namjoon hyung was always the better one at that. But when Jungkook saw Jiho make you laugh, your eyes creasing into the half-crescent shape he often saw when he’d joke around with you, and the way your nose would crinkle upwards when you truly found something amusing, he felt odd.

Jungkook knew how long you and Jiho went back, but it didn’t change the fact that he always thought he was a different kind of special to you.

Looking back at Jungkook, still giggling from something dumb Jiho had whispered to you, you saw him staring down at his shoes, his lips pursed into a small frown.

“Jungkook, everything alright?” he heard you ask, the sound of your voice pulling him back into reality as he quickly looked up to meet your worrying gaze, the look in your eyes already comforting him from the sudden thoughts that had momentarily taken over his mind.

Smiling, he gave you a reassuring nod to which you slowly nodded back, the concern quickly washing over your face as it was replaced with a smile of your own, “Alright then.”

Tearing his gaze away from you, Jungkook heard Jin call out to him, motioning for him to follow the rest of the boys. As they were nearing the exit, Jungkook quickly pulled up his black mask up to his face before giving you a quick wink, something that had become a habit that meant I'll see you sooner than you think.

Laughing, you waved him off as you waited with Jiho for the other stylists to arrive so that all of you could go together.

Catching up to Jin hyung, Jungkook found himself subconsciously looking back towards you just to see you jumping on your feet to grab your phone that Jiho had stolen from you, his arm up in the air as he waved it at you mockingly, a wide grin on his face. Suddenly Jungkook met Jiho’s gaze, who simply looked back with a raised brow, surprise etched across his face.

Quickly looking away, the tight feeling in his chest returning once again, he shook his head as his face flushed in embarrassment at being caught.

“You sick or something, kiddo?” he heard Jin hyung ask him, his hand coming touching his forehead. Swatting his hand away, he mumbled a quick, I'm fine, under his breath before walking straight ahead.

He’d be fine.

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❝ hey that’s JACQUELINE “JACK” MORAN from the isle, they’re the YOUNGEST child of MADAM MIM. they’re TWENTY TWO years old and always seem to remind me of DEVIOUS CACKLING AT A PARTY, BRIGHT RED LOLLIPOP, WHISPERING OF SPELLS UNDER THEIR BREATH. you’ll notice that they’re CONNIVING but also pretty AFFABLE too. i heard a rumor that their name WASN’T on the isle list.

hi i’m ELLE and i’m late to the party buT WHAT’S NEW jjksndjf i meant to post this intro right after i applied but i was playing sims and didnt realize that 10 hrs has passed so, that’s that. a lil disclaimer: it’s been a while since ive joined a group and intros aren’t my Specialty BUT IM TRYING i hope that picture of the vine kid doesnt scare u away from reading abt my daughter, the Mess that is Jack and if ure still here,,,, bless u

jus a smol refresher that mad madam mim is the villain from the movie ‘the sword in the stone’ (1963) about young arthur being taught by the great wizard merlin to reach his true potential. mim is allegedly suppose to rival merlin’s powers. my hc for madam mim is she’s some sort of a forgotten wizard and it annoys her to her core. she used to be very indifferent to how people see her as the opposite as she regards herself. she used to call herself ‘the magnificent marvelous madam mim’ but to the rest of the world she’s just,,,, mad madam mim skdnfkdsf she is obsessed with merlin and how he had outsmarted her. she hates being compared to him.

YEP so that’s a lil insight abt jack’s mom!

i feel like i’ll keep this whole intro short bc 1) jack is still on her early development stage and 2) my brain is fried

OK SO the whole basis of her character is she’s clever. she’s smart, one might dare say intelligent, but she uses her wit and capabilities for the worst things.

elaborate pranks that no one needed to do? she’s to blame. plus, u kno how people used to say “inventors are lazy people"... maybe that’s her trope . she also could care less abt schooling lmfaoskjdnfd but in auradon, she’s sort of,,,, trying a lil. bc they’re actually teaching REal SCIENCE u kno? and not just, selfies 101kjndg her fave subjects back in the isle was evil schemes and, the infamous, weird science taught by yen sid

that said, jack is slightly obsessed with the notion of magic. her mother used to use magic all the time to make everything easier. jack and her sibling has heard stories of their mother making the worst out of everything she encounters when she used to have her powers. madam mim wasn’t much for world domination or grand schemes. she just likes things to be in chaos and hopes for the worst and, in a way, jack caught on to that desire.

growing up, jack has always felt unwanted. even residing in an island with most villains not wanting children to care for in the first place, jack was unwanted even before she was conceived. having one child was a nuisance, and then having her? jack essentially grew up in the streets, like most villain kids did. her older sibling was regarded to most of the time by their mom, but jack is just..... there. but it’s fine. she’s fine. who needs love and attention anyways??? no one that’s who

jack is very much in denial of feelings and emotions like ? who are they she doesn’t knew them

jack also has little to no regard for her looks, except for a few sultry looks here and there but generally anything goes as long as she’s not cold. BUT her blonde her has bothered her to her core. she got green eyes from her mom, but her blonde hair from her father. so she dyes her hair lilac like her mom’s for idk, maybe in some way or form, to feel accepted by her? to reiterate: idk djsnfs

she’s a bit of a, uh, como se dice..... tramp. not to derogate but no other word has come to mind?? the word works for her in in both ways?? like tramp as in, tramps around with heavy steps and whatnot bc she CAN be loud ( in much simpler terms: annoying ) and tramp as in having many casual sexual relationships so like kjnddjf

onto her social skills! she can make friends pretty well??? which is weird bc anyone knows she’s gonna spread your dirt like wildfire jdknfg she’ll deny it but.......you know she did it. she’s an unapologetically a bad friendfdbvdfgs

wanted connections

flings/fwbs - wow are we surprised dkjng ok but this connection is open to more than one bc this is anything but serious. could be a “used to hit that” type of situation, or a currently and casually hooking up type of thing, or her first fling fwb? so many options tbh

childhood friend - arriving in auradon, could have probably fucked up their relationship, in one way or another. but anyone who can tolerate and be dragged by jack into her shenanigans when she was younger and vice versa, or an older sibling-y type of person she looks up to back in the isle, or alternatively a younger person who looks up to her (but whykdnf) and other stuff? yes? the good juice

hateship - someone she genuinely hates but the sexual tension is palpable! could be a vk or an ak but i’d love it to be some history of their dislike for each other and would like to build up on this firsT? idk? hmu if ur muse could do a little hateship in their lives jack is here to be all up in their face

gang (aka friends sdfs) - she’s not loyal by any means, but even this dumb chick knows she has to have a crew bc no man is an island! esp with her name not being on the list, she feels that she needs a group of people that she can stick to avoid .... complications dkjfng

unlikely friends - maybe someone who’s really shy bc jack is a loud and unabashedly bold (?) so kdjns!! or someone with very different interests as jack !!! this could be really cute

ex - just to make it angsty, maybe this connection could be the ONLY ex jack ever had jksndf we could plot this and whatnot bc obviously jack has commitment issues! kjdfn

others that i cant think of rn!! hit this post with a like and i’ll come to you to plot! <3 im v v excited to plot and write with you all !!

#wckdintro #dfn it didnt show up in the tag and i (tried) to proofread bc its a mess so here's the new one!#sdfsdfs

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