Tumgik
#Now I just need to think about who Anna would be in this scenario
flauschwurm · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
More of Gordie as Elsa bc why not ❄️
26 notes · View notes
Text
To love is to be changed
Pairing: Melissa Schemmenti x Reader, Melissa Schemmenti x Gary
Warning: Slay Nonna, Crappy Gary, Sad lesbians, stop the wedding
Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt6
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
“Truthfully, I’m not sure there is anything you can do Mel” I sighed “please. There has to be something” she stepped closer. “Anna, she loves the colour green specifically forest green and baking, cupcakes are her favourite” I breathed in.
“You can visit whenever you like so you need to know things about her and if you prove good with her I- you could even have nights”. Melissa smiled to herself “thank you Y/n/n” I nodded in acknowledgment “I realise I shouldn’t be here Melissa, I shouldn’t have come”.
“Would you have told me about Anna if you hadn’t come today?”
“No”
“Why not?”
“Why not?” I laugh “how would I? I didn’t know if you had changed your number or if you had this new life with children that you love. What if I told you about Anna and you wanted nothing to do with her?”
My eyes couldn’t meet Melissa’s as I paced back and forth beginning to rant “and I mean pushing Anna into this new life now is hard, she’s so used to having just her mama and her duncle Liam”
“Duncle?”
I paused “it means her dad uncle but that’s besides the point I wouldn’t know what to do if the worst case scenario was to happen plus I had tried to tell you before. Now you’re getting married” I sighed wrapping my arms around myself.
“What if I don’t want to get married?” She asked causing me to stop “what if I’m doing this because I’m not getting any younger?” She laughed shaking her head. “I mean look at me Y/n, I’m still hot but I’m old y’know I never had a life that all these little girl’s dream of”.
“I got married too young to the wrong person and when I found the right one I screwed it up just like everything else I touch. And now I find that I have a daughter”
“Don’t”
“Don’t what?”
“Don’t get married if you don’t want to”
-
I shake my head zoning back in as Melissa waves her hand in front of my face.
Don’t get married
“Anna, she deserves both parents even if Liam has been an awesome dad there’s still things we can’t explain to her” I smile sadly. “For me there isn’t much, I came to terms with your absence years ago it doesn’t mean I don’t miss you I’m just used to the silence now”.
“Why did you come here?” Melissa asked “why did you call?” I returned “I asked first” she held her head up “hope? That maybe you would see me and change your mind but it was stupid of me I realise it now” she looked unfairly beautiful. I hoped Gary was a good guy who treated her well and I hoped she could live the life she’d always dreamed even if that life wasn’t lived with me.
Don’t get married sat on the tip of my tongue
Don’t get married
Don’t get married
“It’s not stupid hon, you’re just in love and so am I”
Just not with me
So I nod and smile “yeah yeah, I get it” she reaches for my hand again and finally I let her hold it “I really don’t deserve you” I know you don’t. “Let’s just hope this one lasts” I joke wanting to leave as soon as possible “yeah” Melissa breathed out.
You sat beside Nonna who held your hand as Melissa walked down the aisle “I always told her she was stupid for leaving” she whispered in your ear. “I can’t stand this one, I don’t think he can even wash his balls without Melissa holding his hand”.
You tried not to laugh, oh karma it seemed sadly “it’s her life Nonna” you responded with a small shrug “we’ve made our beds, I raise our daughter and she gets married”.
“You’re a good girl Y/n/n if only Melissa wasn’t so damn stubborn”
Soon enough Melissa stood at the front her hands clasped with Garys and boy did you find him severely underwhelming. At least Joe had been attractive, you watched as they said their vows the more you watched the more annoyed you felt.
Gary hardly had vows it seemed like a shopping list while Melissa gave her everything and when it came to I do he only seemed cocky. Smug bastard you thought to yourself while Nonna tsked in disapproval, Melissa paused as she looked back to the crowd.
Her eyes met yours “I-” her face seemed desperate, you nodded “I.. I” she began to panic slightly “go on” Gary rushed. This was getting messy the hold on your hand tightened as Nonna watched the man “I can’t Gary I’m sorry” she sighed in defeat.
“I have made many mistakes in my life and I don’t want this to be another one, I love you I do but we won’t work” her voice soft. “I’m sorry for wasting everyone’s time” Melissa turned to the crowd “I- this isn’t how I planned my life and definitely not who I had planned my life with”.
Slowly she walked sadly back up the aisle leaving Gary at the altar.
102 notes · View notes
nightylantern · 20 days
Text
Yoo Joonghyuk x Reader; A story of two regressors
Haha didn’t think I would do ORV? Y’all I need more orv fics, HUGE novel spoilers so beware, but no explicit spoilers so if you are only WEBTOON reader and have no context of the novel you may end up confused, I will write novel free version, and it will be available later this week or next week so stay tuned!
You both were the same, yet different
The both of you had been given the skill “regression,” and thus you both had agreed to be companions, before Kim Dokja appeared followed by a noticeable Han Sooyoung. Beforehand it was just the two of you, the both of you bled together and teamed up in the previous regressions, the two of you wholly relied on each other and swore to always to keep the other in check, regardless of how far along you would be.
When you both met, it was your 0th turn and his first turn. You both were in different cabs and came out of the train, along with Kim Namwoom and Lee Hyunsung. Eventually meeting Lee Jihye and recruiting her aswell saving Lee Seolhwa from Anitus. You barely recall what had happened in that regression aside from bonding with the crew and having a playful relationship with Yoo Joonghuk, you teased him a lot, trained with him, and the two of you became each others support, each others weight. Was that to say the two of you were romantically involved? No, both of you were prioritizing your survival and plus, Yoo Joonghyuk had his little sister to protect. Regardless, you bonded over your power aswell as the fact that you would see each other again in the next life, until your quick end came within a few scenarios.
When you woke in your 1st regression, you recall Joonghyuk calling for you, clearly a bit disheveled, you were happy to see he also was sent back, but sad when you realised your old companions weren’t. It was hard, you couldn’t reminisce with Jihye about the early scenarios, couldn’t bring up the funny moments with Namwoon, or even small talks with Hyunsung unless they happened again…but even if it did they…felt so different. You recalled how Joonghyuk was a bit colder in that round, but still a bit hopeful nonetheless, and then the both of you were approached by Anna Croft, where you found suspicion, he took the offer she gave, an offer to save the world.
Once again Lee Seolhwa was in your group except her relationship with Joonghyuk was much more…comfortable I suppose. You thought you had seen his eyes linger on her on the previous round, and now you were sure because it was clear he had feelings for her. You often told him not to let his feelings take over, for they were in the middle of survival and loving someone would just be tragic, yet he continued to love, and while you warned him for his own good you couldn’t help but feel…petty.
You watched as they would eventually get married, and eventually they even were going to have a child, and while you supported them every step of the way your heart continued to ache, and then Anna Croft betrayed you all. You recall how Joonghyuk cried when his sister died, he looked to desperate at that time, but when Seolhwa and his unborn child died he went mad, so mad that he accidentally killed you, but even as you were dying you held on him tight, hugging him, apologising for being weak and promising you will be there in the next round. By the time he was able to snap out of it he cradled your body, and for the last time he cried, and then it all went black.
When you met in the next regression, his third one, everything that you had gone through felt so…distorted, it was as if after all of that time you went through hundreds if not thousands of regressions ahead rather than just one… but when you met Joonghyuk who looked rather shaken but closed off completely you confirmed it was the 3rd round, after all if it wasn’t the third round what round would it be, a secret unknown round hundreds of rounds ahead?
This round was much different, he considered you his companion but he was so cold, he monopolised what he could and was different from before, but it was understandable considering what he had went through. On top of that not only was Kim Namwoon dead and other people had survived, a suspicious man named Kim Dokja also appeared and had known the future. It was interesting, he knew of Yoo Joonghyuk but when he looked at you he seemed confused, and he was pale when Joonghyuk said you were his companion of his last two rounds despite Dokjas offer, but it wasn’t as if it was because you had taken the offer, it was if you were an anomaly, a glitch in the system, something that wasn’t supposed to exist, or maybe he didn’t know you existed as he seemed confused about your presence. It was different for you as you seemed to have recognized him, you never seemed to have met him but he looked so…familar. He wanted to help, but the last time Joonghyuk trusted someone both of you died horribly, so he tested him by throwing him off the bridge and sure enough, he proved himself through the scenarios.
It was the three of you until Han Sooyoung came along, another woman along with Sangah, Heewon, and Gilyoung who looked familar…it made you think every time you were stumped, but you guys remained close nonetheless. You would train, laugh when Kim Dokja did something to irritate him, and Joonghyuk would try his best to comfort you when you felt like you were gonna go into the regression depression just as you would with him(Though Kim Dokja was the one who would help the most.) There were times where he would even doze off near you, times where he would cook for you and times he would leave you with Yoo Mia, and if either of you “rested your eyes” on each others shoulder, nobody would say a word.
“Do you think this time we will make it to the end?” He asked you surprisingly, you thought his optimism was gone but it seemed that he still had hope left. “I don’t want to get our hopes up but…we have Kim Dokja so I’m sure we will be fine…” You trailed off, but he knew you were worried, he patted your head as he took his leave out of the base. Strange, he didn’t do that ever in this round…
Kim Dokja always took the lead rather than Joonghyuk this time around, and you were grateful as he always protected every one (at the expense of his safety unfortunately, which you would bonk him over the head for.) But even so, the way he always looked at you was so…off, it wasn’t jealousy, in fact Han Sooyoung who often was with Dokja in terms of plans even looked at you confused and suspiciously, it was as if you had never existed beside Yoo Joonghyuk, which couldn’t be true, you were in Joonghyuk previous regressions right? They knew Jihye, Hyunsung, Seolhwa, aswell as others and knew how things worked, and yet when it came to you… perhaps it was some prank as the two were always together, it had to be right? After all you were in the last [redacted] regressions-
“Wait, what did I just say..?” You thought as you blacked out
you were in a dark abyss, but you could hear voices around you, some were panicked and others were calm, and a huge amount of memories flooded through you, yet you couldn’t pick through any of them, they were all distorted, and suddenly you heard a deep but clear voice.
“A shame really,” the deep voice said as you felt a gloved hand stroke your cheek, “after all of those rounds of suffering, I’m left to see him reap the rewards? A companion who could regress despite the presence being non existent before hand.” What? “And a companion who knows the future, and yet that person remains as arrogant and ungrateful as ever.” He wasn’t referring to you, he was referring to that person. You wanted to see who was infront of you, or seemed to be in front of you, but the hands moved from you cheek to your eyes and covered it as your body, “relax,” the voice said somewhat gently, “you will be back with HIM soon.” As you felt your body becoming more relaxed and heavy, you heard him mention that person again, aswell as some mumbling, but there was one sentence you could hear from him clearly, and from the direction of his voice you knew it wasn’t towards you, but towards that person again, and his voice carried both resentment, and sadness;
“Why is it you, but not me?”
Credits go to the ORV Novel and its amazing authors, I hope you enjoyed this story! I won’t deny that I actually tried to dig a bit into lore with this fic! I have no plans to write any sort of series in regards to my lore, but I do have an idea of the lore. If I ever do put it out there someone, as long as they credit me can do it in my stead! Farewell!
54 notes · View notes
soapyghostie · 11 months
Note
HIIII OMG I have a request!!
Doctor and Huntress with a survivor S/O who is incredibly sneaky. Like they cannot find the reader anywhere. When the other 3 survivors are gone, the reader comes out of hiding with a cute little smile and a skip in their step like nothing ever happened.
Bonus if the killer is worried and like "where were you 😭"
Yayyyyy!!! Another Dead by Daylight request! I hope you like it!
The Doctor/Herman Carter
You’d think Herman would be able to find you with his shocking ability, but no. You sneaky little shit must be hiding in the lockers. He knows that the survivors can’t be shocked if they are in lockers.
Herman literally checks all the lockers on the map and there is no sign of you. Seriously, how the hell are you just disappearing? Did you already die without him even getting a chance to sacrifice you? Did the entity kill you off for good? Herman starts creating a whole bunch of scenarios in his head of things that could’ve happened to you. 
Herman is normally a pretty collective and calm person, but, oh boy, don’t you have him in a frenzy. He literally dropped all his objectives to look for you. You’re his baby; he needs to make sure you’re okay. 
Once all three survivors left the trial, you skip over to Herman, humming a tune while he’s still frantically looking for you. You tapped him on his shoulder and gave him a big o’ innocent smile. 
Herman is now pissed off. You’ve been playing games with him this whole time?! He was worried about you! He thought you died! Yeah, long story short, you get sacrificed. That’s what you get for messing with him.
The Huntress/Anna
Anna hadn’t seen you all trial; she thought you were off doing survivor things. Technically you were, but that’s not what she had in mind when thinking about survivor things: generators and totems. 
Well, she started to get worried when she came across your other three teammates doing a generator and you weren’t there helping. She chased down one of them and cornered them to ask you where you were. They said they hadn’t seen you all trial. Now Anna was really panicked. 
She dropped all of her objectives to look for you. She searched high, low, and in every locker. No sign of you. She was scared that you had gotten lost. She needed to find you before you got eaten by the crows! She thinks the crows are deadly animals that hurt the survivors. Why else would the entity put them in trials? 
Once your teammates escaped, you finally decided to come out of the hiding. When she saw you, Anna ran full speed at you and gave you the biggest bear hug, crying. She thought she lost you! Thankfully, you are okay now. 
Anna gives you a serious pep talk, using her broken English, about how dangerous it is to be by yourself in the woods; she should know since her home is in them. Anna just doesn’t understand that you’ve been messing with her the whole trial. Oh well! At least you get the hatch.
201 notes · View notes
Text
Whumptember 15th: Broken Bone
Oh my! I'm so sorry everyone. I got so busy yesterday that I forgot to upload my story! So here's yesterday's story and as an apology and because we are halfway through Whumptember, today's post may get a little spicy. I don't know if it will be full smut, but I'm going to at least try to add some steam. Sorry again for the delay in this one and I hope you like it! --Anna
Tumblr media
You rushed through the doors to the emergency room, walking up to the main intake desk.
“Can I help you?” The lady at the desk asked without looking up from her computer.
“Yes. My son was brought in about thirty minutes ago.”
“What’s the name?” She asked, still seemingly uninterested.
“Theodore Y/L/N”
Upon hearing your answer, she finally looked up. You could see the wheels turning in her head. 
“Y/L/N? Is your son around 10 years old?” When you nodded your head yes as her question, she continued. “You know that the Winter Soldier brought him in right?”
You felt your anger spike. “He’s not the Winter Soldier. His name is Sergeant James Barnes. Please address him as such. Now can I please see my son?”
At your response, her face turned red in embarrassment. “Of course, my apologies. If you’ll follow me please.”
She led you down the hallway to an exam room. Knocking on the door, she then opened it and motioned for you to step inside. Inside was your son, Bucky, and someone who you imagined to be the physician on call. As soon as Bucky saw you, he breathed a sigh of relief, however, you could tell that he was still stressed and nervous.
“Mom! The doctor said I need a cast and I get to pick the color for it!” Your son seemed cheerful and excited and in less pain than you expected, which you were grateful for.
“That’s great Teddy! Be thinking of what color you want while I talk to the doctor for a bit.” You said as you placed a kiss on his forehead and went to sit next to Bucky, taking his metal hand in yours.
The doctor spent the next few minutes explaining that your son had broken his Ulna but luckily the fracture was relatively clean and wouldn’t need surgery to correct anything. A simple plaster cast for the next 6 weeks. After that, they would x-ray it again to see how it was healing but that it shouldn’t need recasted. He said that Bucky had done a good job immobilizing and icing the break before they got to the hospital. It probably saved your son some pain and also kept the injury from getting worse. Bucky forced out a smile but it didn’t reach his eyes. The doctor said that someone would be in shortly to apply his cast and he exited the room. 
Your son was busy playing games on his tablet while he waited to get his cast. You turned to Bucky and stared at him long and hard. “What’s going on Buck? I can practically see your wheels turning.” You were still holding his hand and gently caressed the back of his hand. You knew he could feel it but he didn’t acknowledge it. 
“I’m so sorry, Y/N. We were busy running around the playground and being wild. I should have been more careful. I saw him lose his balance but I couldn’t get to him fast enough.” He shook his head and seemed really upset by the whole scenario.
“Bucky…” You tried to get him to look at you and he just kept looking down at his lap, chewing on side of his cheek. 
“James.” You said more firmly, using a bit of your “mom” voice. Even your son looked up for a moment, until he realized that you weren’t talking to him. He finally looked up at you, his eyes filled with apprehension and guilt.
“None of this is your fault. He’s a kid, and a rambunctious one at that. This is not his first time in the ER for something like this, and I highly doubt it will be the last.” You smiled at him kindly. “Do you remember when he chipped two teeth playing hockey last winter? Or when he sprained his ankle trying to jump from one couch to the other. Kids get hurt. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. Especially not yours. If anything, you being there kept him safer. He is less hurt and in less pain because you were there and knew what to do.”
He still hadn’t responded, but you nudged him a little with your shoulder. “Hey, I mean it. Thank you. I would have been so much more scared if you hadn't been there with him. I love you.” He finally smiled at you and you could see that he was starting to relax.
You held his hand and rested your head on his shoulder as you waited for the orthopedic tech to come in and cast your son’s arm. When they finally came in, they asked your son what color cast he was going to pick.
“Black.” He said very assuredly. The tech nodded their head and went about wrapping his arm in gauze and padding.
“Really? I thought you would have gone for blue or green?” You questioned him, knowing that those were his favorites.
He shook his head. “No. I want black.”
“Well, okay then.” You let him have his pick. It was his arm anyway. 
“Hey mom, before we go home can we go to the craft store?” 
“What for, bud?” 
“I want a gold paint marker.”
“Why?” You asked him, confused.
“I want to put lines on my cast. That way Bucky and I can match.” He said with the biggest smile on his face.
“W-what?” Bucky sputtered out his question, taken aback by your son.
“Well, my cast is on my left arm and I thought it would be cool to match arms. I mean, if you’re okay with that.” He gave Bucky a small smile, hoping that he hadn’t crossed some line.
“Y-yeah, bud. I’m okay with that. I mean…if your mom says it’s okay.” Bucky looked at you, his eyes slightly misty as he felt your son's love for him. You smiled bigger than you had in a long time.
“I think that sounds like a great plan.”
310 notes · View notes
punkpoemprose · 5 months
Text
Virtual Chemistry Pt 10
Universe: Modern AU/ College AU/ Cam Boy AU
Rating:  E (Explicit, this is filth)
Length: 2116 Words
A/N: Forgive me for any inconsistency, it's been a hot second.
Anna awoke to the familiar sound of her phone’s alarm and rose with uncharacteristic quickness. It was just the first of the three alarms that she set for herself each morning during the semester, and she couldn’t recall having ever risen with the first one, let alone now when she didn’t need to be up for anything.
Falling asleep with your phone on your face certainly has the benefit of startling you awake.
She made a mental note to avoid the position in the future, and quickly unlocked the device with her fingerprint, just to confirm that last night’s texting had not, in fact, been a dream.
The blue and grey text bubbles that greeted her had her heart fluttering as she looked at the screen and replayed the conversation. He’d been so easy to talk to, and she’d found that having to wait a bit longer for his replies than she was used to when texting Elsa had made each message just that bit more precious. It felt silly to count the extra few seconds as “worth the wait” but it had been.
She flushed when she scrolled down past the last message she remembered sending and receiving, to find another.
Huhgtgcfrgyu
She really had fallen asleep with her phone on her face, and somehow, as it the universe didn’t think she’d had quite enough mortification, the message had sent.
Huh?
She scrolled past his response and found another ten minutes later:
I’m guessing you fell asleep? That’s alright, it’s late.
Then a few minutes after that, a series of texts sent a minute or less apart:
It’s been a long and exhausting semester honestly. I wouldn’t blame you for sleeping all week, I feel like that’s what I’m about to do.
I’m glad you were part of it. Even with everything.
Maybe we can talk about that? The everything?
When we both wake up from our hibernation of course.
Sorry, I’m rambling again.
Sleep well Anna.
She didn’t feel quite so embarrassed by the time she got to the end of his messages back to her. There was something about his messages, short as they were, that mirrored the gentleness with which he treated her in person. There was a nagging part of her that was imagining one more message after what he’d sent. She just couldn’t put out of her mind that he was the sort of man who would end his messages with “I love you”.
She tried to push the thought aside but she only succeeded in hearing his last message in her head, complete with her silly addition, in his voice.
Sleep well Anna, I love you.
It was unfair how her brain could forget the answers to exams after several hours of studying, but how she could perfectly mentally replicate the tone of his voice saying something that she’d never even heard him utter before. She could even imagine how it would sound, breathy in her ear, with her back pressed to his chest and his arms wrapped around her.
She collapsed back on the bed, knowing full well that she wouldn’t be able to put herself back to sleep, but feeling unwilling to face the day until she managed to stop blushing and thinking about how good it would feel to just be in Kristoff’s arms.
***
Kristoff allowed himself a moment to breathe, Sven not the least exhausted at his side, was looking at his owner in rapt anticipation of the next leg of their jog around town.
He’d barely slept, unable to keep himself from listening for his cellphone to chime with another message from Anna all night long, even hours after he’d sent her a goodnight. He’d just stayed up and let his imagination run wild with both the ways he wished and feared his relationship with Anna would evolve in the coming days, weeks, and months. The worst fear was that it wouldn’t go anywhere at all. He already knew her too well to let himself worry about the worst case scenario effecting his work, despite the fact that they still had plenty to talk about there, he knew that Anna was not going to tell anyone about his extracurricular activities.
It had really been his hopes keeping him awake all night. He’d forced himself into a cold morning run at 8 am because of those hopes, because of those fantasies. He’d imagined holding her in his arms and kissing her gently and slow. He’d imagined lifting her from the floor, pressing her back into a wall and swallowing her gasps and whimpers as he kissed her. He’d even thought about what it would feel like to have her small hands explore his body.
Then he’d envisioned carrying her to his bed and giving himself to her in all the ways she wanted him. His fantasy was that she’d share her fantasies with him, carefully curated from hours of watching him, and rife for exploration together.
He flushed now, and not from running, at recalling the ways he’d imagined that he would tuck her into bed at his side, pressing gentle soothing kisses into her hair to help her fall asleep. He wanted everything with Anna, and his active imagination wouldn’t allow him to come up with any situation in which he didn’t take care of Anna in every way. He wanted her for more than sex, he wanted her for life.
The frosty run was helping, but he was still thinking about running toward the park next and launching himself into the partially frozen pond to cool his head. Sven, always excellently observant for a dog, tilted his head at him with curiosity.
“Look buddy,” Kristoff said, huffing from the particularly hard run he’d just subjected them to, “I know you like her a whole lot, and that’s making this even harder because I know you deserve a mom, but we have to give her some space, okay? I kind of did this whole thing wrong I think, and we’re going to have to wait for her. She might not even want to see me again.”
He didn’t have it in him to say that she wouldn’t want to see them both again, because he was extremely aware that he was the one who had screwed up in this situation, and that his dog was, frankly, irresistible, and impossible to stay mad at.
Sven, fully knowing this about himself, huffed through his nose and lowered his head before giving Kristoff a meaningful look.
He knew what the dog was communicating.
Don’t count yourself out yet.
In his pocket, his phone chimed. 
The dog wagged his tail in response and Kristoff couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.
“If this is her, I owe you double treats when we get back.”
***
Anna typed and deleted at least five texts as she poked at her oatmeal. Elsa was taking a call in the next room over, and Anna could overhear all the details of the business transaction taking place. It was hard to think about what she wanted to say when she was listening to her sister talking shop. It was a good thing that it was a family business, or her breakfast would constitute corporate espionage.
She finally settled on setting her phone down and actually putting some food into her actual mouth. Normally the quantity of brown sugar and maple syrup she put on top of the oats would have been enjoyable, but she’d spent too long ignoring it and nearly gagged at the cool sticky gruel she’d managed to shovel into her mouth.
She couldn’t stop herself from opening her mouth and letting the mush fall back into the bowl with a very unladylike and unceremonious plop. It wasn’t the oatmeal’s fault that it had turned into a disgusting gluey abomination, but Anna still stared at it with narrowed eyes as if it were the enemy.
It’s too early for this. Or anything.
She sighed and picked up her phone again before standing up deciding that if she was awake, and if her home was currently being used as a corporate office, she may as well go out and get a halfway decent breakfast. Visions of cinnamon rolls danced in her head as she trudged toward her bedroom to don some clothes that were at least halfway appropriate for public consumption.
She decided to tear the proverbial band aid off before tossing the phone on her bed.
Good morning
Two words, zero punctuation, no room to read into anything at all, putting the ball firmly in his court so she didn’t have to text any of the things she wanted to say because they were undoubtedly too much to say now.
She slipped off her pajama yoga pants and made the difficult decision to choose her jeans over her daytime yoga pants after consulting the overly complicated smart home device that Elsa had purchased for her as a birthday gift and being informed that it was too damn cold for thin breathable fabric. Comfort, sometimes, unfortunately had a temperature component.
When her phone buzzed from its place on her unmade bed, she made herself take two whole breaths before descending on it like a woman starved.
Good morning
She grimaced. She’d never been good at tennis but she could see, very clearly, that it had been an easy serve to hit and that the proverbial ball was, once again, in her court.
“Shit.”
She took another two whole breaths before buttoning and zipping her pants and thinking long and hard about both the t-shirt she would choose to wear (whichever was on top) and whether she could text him any of the eighty things she wanted to say.
“Hi Kristoff, just wanted to say that I absolutely didn’t have a dream about you and I making out on a lab table last night because that would be super weird, haha.”
She rolled her eyes at herself and instead typed out what she knew she should say.
Sorry I fell asleep on you last night.
She couldn’t help but to wish that she had fallen asleep on him in the literal sense. She could only imagine how good that might feel. She just hoped that she didn’t mess this up badly enough that she would never get the chance to find out.
It’s okay Anna, I’m glad you got some rest.
She’d tugged her top off while she had been waiting for his response, and she forced herself to choose a shirt to put on while she thought about an answer to send back. It was easy enough to manage the first requirement, tugging on a green sweater when she remembered exactly hot cold the weather was meant to be. The second was, as the rest of the conversation had been on her side, more complicated.
What are you up to this morning?
She played it safe, because the last time she hadn’t, she’d been crushed. She knew Kristoff enough to know that he wouldn’t ever hurt her intentionally, but she’d grown up since her last assumption of a man’s feelings toward her, something that being home brought back to her mind.
She was dressed and out the front door by the time she got his answer.
Just went for a run with Sven. We’re about to get breakfast. Have you ever been to Oaken’s?
 Anna nearly snorted out loud, but the cold biting her face kept her from dawdling long enough to manage it. She didn’t run to her car sitting in the driveway, worried about any ice that wasn’t making itself evident, but she did walk briskly.
I used to think they had the biggest cinnamon rolls in the city.
She texted him quickly when she sat in the car and pulled the door shut and then, once she’d managed to click on the seat heater with chilly fingers, she sent a follow up.
You proved me wrong at that diner by campus, but they’re still my emotional support baked good.
She’d been planning on going to a closer, less delicious breakfast place, but there was really no harm in going the extra few minutes towards the city center to join him if that was where he was heading. She did find him much easier to talk to in person after all.
Did you grow up here?
Immediately after, faster than she thought that he could type, her phone buzzed again.
I think I just put two and two together with your last name. I feel like an idiot.
She tried not to laugh, but it was impossible. She suddenly felt much less embarrassed about sending him a sleep gibberish text.
25 notes · View notes
theworldvsyoshiko · 4 months
Text
And now to get started. The scenario is simple:
Tumblr media
The starting equipment is mostly based on the traditional three-colonist start, but... all that armor? Don't need it. The weapons? A stun baton and a dart gun should be enough. Throw that other shit out to make room for more medicine, the $15000 golden hot tub, and two marble statues. Priorities, people.
(Mass manhunter stuff is off mostly because giving medical care to 56 crazed badgers or whatever is just... intractable.)
The storyteller has the chance for enemy death-on-downed turned way down, and of course:
Tumblr media
The group will settle here, in the Daistan Forest, next to an ocean or something? I'm not sure what it is because it's just named 'Broad White Manatee.' Let's say it's an ocean. But also, right by a major roadway. Gotta think about accessibility when you're founding a hospital/resort.
Tumblr media
Just three girls, some building supplies, two sculptures, and a golden hot tub.
Tumblr media
We've got...
Josefin Xiontara, literally the only starting member who is capable of fighting. As an Askbarn, she's good at long range combat though, so she'll be good with that tranq gun. She can also shoot lightning to EMP stuff... which would be a lot more useful if I hadn't disabled mechanoids.
Tumblr media
Aelanna "Anna" Cessara, who grew up as some kind of revered religious figure and then became a wandering medic, which fits. You can probably figure out that 'Hindhopper' means she's a bnuuy. She is physically incapable of fighting, but she'll be doing a lot of the gardening and cooking.
Tumblr media
Erika Belsaas, who was just so damn competent that it convinced me to go with a second non-violent character. 10 Plants and 11 Medical is already a really good start, but 14 Intellectual should make early research much less of a pain.
And we're gonna need to do some research before that golden hot tub can get plugged in.
I'm sure we've all known a gay physicist elk who's moved to the middle of nowhere to focus on her research.
Tumblr media
27 notes · View notes
six-costume-refs · 7 months
Note
more of a opinion question, but do you think six will ever bring back old cast members for the long term productions (like west end, broadway, uk/na tours)? i'm not talking about back to back contracts (like jen caldwell) or the short term replacements (like natalie paris and courtney mack), but people who left coming back for a full contract. like the odds of anna uzele coming back as parr for the 2023-24 broadway cast (just a random example)
I think it realllllllyyyy depends on the scenario. Here's a few scenarios where that could happen:
1. Short term replacements. I know you said you're specifically not asking about this, but it feels remiss to not at least mention given that 90% of returns will probably go into this category. For anyone not familiar, this is mostly when they just need someone to bridge the gap between different contracts or cover for a longer-term injury. That's because it's typically more logistically convenient to bring someone who has already been with the show back in. Examples: Khaila Wilcoxon with Broadway, Natalie May Paris and Courtney Mack with the Aragon Tour, Madeline Fansler with the Australian Tour, Jessica Niles and Rebecca Wickes with the UK Tour (this is a non-exhaustive list with just the most recent examples)
2. Promotion. This is someone who re-joins the production full-time for a full contract that is considered a step up the ladder from their prior one. That might be promo from touring cast to Broadway (often preferred because of higher pay and ability to live in one spot) or cruise to mainland, or it might be from alt to principal. Logistical factors can also play a part in this, like Caitlin Tipping and Vicki Manser both joining the UKT post-lockdown when they needed new principals and couldn't hold full auditions. Examples: Caitlin Tipping, Vicki Manser, and Natalie Pilkington joining the UK Tour, Abigail Sparrow with the Canadian production (others exist). Wicked and Moulin Rouge are both examples of other Broadway shows that nearly always do this.
2.5. Universal swings. This is really a combo of 1 + 2. Being a universal swing is incredibly demanding, even moreso than regular swalt contracts. It's much easier to hire actors who already know the show extensively and who they know can reliably learn and perform all those tracks. In the case of Six, every single universal swing has been returning from another contract. Examples: Liv Alexander, Bryony Duncan, and Harriet Watson in the UK, Marilyn Caserta and Cassie Silva in the US. Kelly Denice Taylor also functioned in a similar capacity temporarily, and both the US and UK have had a number of alts on standby/learning covers for other productions in case they're needed (but not on official universal contracts)
C. Promotion of the show/"starcast" or "stuntcast." This is when a major “name” joins a show. It’s often in an attempt to sell more tickets, usually (although not always) when a show might be starting to struggle with ticket sales but may not be at a crisis point, and is trying to figure out a way to revitalize the show enough that it could continue running. There's two versions of this: 1. Someone who has no prior association with the show. In this scenario, the star-cast/stunt-cast actor is often a significant celebrity, particularly if the intent is to bring in ticket revenue. Examples of this from other shows would include Jojo in Moulin Rouge or Lillias White/Betty Who in Hadestown 2. Someone who has a prior connection to the show, usually meaning a former cast member who would be a significant draw if brought back in now. When bringing back a former actor to sell tickets is the intent, it's most often a member of an original cast who has significant enough popularity/notoriety to hopefully pull in more audiences (ie - Lin Manuel Miranda briefly joining the casts of both the In the Heights and Hamilton tours in Puerto Rico). That scenario is incredibly likely with at least some of the original West End cast members; Natalie May Paris would be a seemingly obvious possibility for another West End contract if they ever needed her (the Broadway cast is similarly popular in the US). On rarer occasion shows might bring in someone who was originally a replacement (not original cast), but who has also gained significant popularity/notoriety since their initial run in a show. Six commonly casts actors who are fairly young and/or early in their career, so many actors will use it as a jumping off point. That means that they've already seen, and are likely to continue seeing actors, actors who perform in Six and then go on to other significant roles that help grow their name. For instance, Adrianna Hicks and Anna Uzele both just led Broadway shows this season while Joy Woods led a major off-Broadway and is expected to be in a shared lead role next season. If those three actors are able to continue getting cast in lead roles and becoming even more well known, there might be draw for Six to bring them back in the future. Bringing back the original West End cast for Hampton Court/proshot is a similar idea. However, with HC they were bringing back the original cast to promote and film a pro-shot, not a specific production, so it's not quite the same scenario. Examples: none from Six...yet! Again, these rules of thumb mostly apply to principals. For alternates there's also the possibility that some might be asked to come back in the future as a vacation cover/universal swings (which I mentioned above), and they also have the increased chance of re-joining as emergency cover for a temporary period. It is also possible for principals to emergency cover, but is generally less likely since they only provide coverage for one role and in those scenarios it’s usually more helpful for them to bring in an alt with more role flexibility.
26 notes · View notes
woodsfae · 9 months
Text
Babylon 5 s02e16: In the Shadow of Z'ha'dum s02 ToC • previous episode
Dislike that they're turning the Narn refugees back unless they're injured. At least they're taking the injured, but damn, Earth won't take any refugees, even temporarily? That's awful.
Vir: Stop asking me things with uncomfortable answers. It makes me uncomfortable.
Not a great time to be a Centauri with a shred of a conscience, but a political position. Especially gross to be anyone dealing with fuckhead the asshole. Mor something?
Great hate speech by Vir, he's come a long way in expressing himself. It would be nice to see Shadow-lackey die a terrible death.
I, personally, would not name any kind of ship or vessel which I wished to remain in one piece, the Icarus. I'm not superstitious superstitious but I am a little superstitious. Don't wanna get on a submersible boat named Titan Titanic, either. Just seems like tempting fate. Or if not fate, then getting mocked in memes by teenagers after your ironic death.
Dun dun dun!! Shadow asshat was supposed to have died on the Icarus with Anna! Is she dead? Is any of that crew dead?
Morden. And he's on the station!
I reflexively distrust and dislike every single person who comes onto the station specifically to see Talia. Matt Stoner. Every PsiCorps episode. That time Kosh and the Guy With The Good Hat indulged in a little, light, mental torture to evaluate her. People just fuck with Talia and she deserves a break and a nice episode where she kisses Susan and relaxes a little.
This security guard taking Morden aside looks a lot like Willem Dafoe. But I don't think he is. Probably?
Morden's playing it slick, but Sheridan is in a bad bad mood. He's got a good explanation. He's a damned liar and he's AWOL. Just because he was assumed KIA doesn't mean he isn't still obligated to report back to duty.
But of course, Sheridan prefers to threaten him with making his legal status become his actual physical status (dead).
It makes sense that someone who's seen as much trauma and been traumatized as much as Stephen Franklin would need to talk it out. And it makes sense that he would have lowered inhibitions and feel compelled to talk about it when he's in the middle of another traumatic scenario. But the religious musings spoken through the characters' mouths is pretty tedious and not my favorite aspect.
Gross earthforce spy network setup.
Garibaldi being the voice of reason and urging adherence to moral guidelines is hilarious. Maybe that's what he needs: someone who's more of a loose cannon than he is, to keep in line.
This dichotomy is dumb. Message earthforce and be like "May I detain this AWOL member of earthforce that, surprise, isn't dead!" They're so suspicious and fascist right now, of course they'll support detaining him!
Idk if Talia going to help violate Morden's rights or not. And idk what Vir is going to disclose! Exciting!
The Centauri must go through so much hairspray. Vir's hair hardly even wobbles as he bobbles.
Literally it seems like all of thise would be resolved by calling Earthforce and telling them Morden's alive. I really don't understand why Sheridan isn't using the might of Earthforce to do all this with full military backing and support.
Two creepy shadow being accompanying Morden! I don't like that at all!
People really need to stop using Talia's abilities against her and to manipulate her into using telepathy against her better judgement and against the literal law. Super dickish. Sheridan's making a lot of indefensible calls in this one.
They need a therapist or twenty on board.
The Vorlon are so funny. All of the lesser races are as bugs to us….the Minbari are the best bugs and we prefer the best bugs to any of you annoying ones.
Deep Lore Dump.
The Ancients (who haven't "walked among us" in ten thousand years) fought the First Ones and (?) the Shadows over the millennia. They haven't been around since the last Great War. The Minbari were a space-going civilization at the time! Damn! No wonder they're so elitist! They've Seen It All.
So…Vorlons are some of the Ancients? Or at least they sheltered Kosh, an Ancient among their ranks? Wild that "everyone" will recognize him if he's out of his encounter suit. Or perhaps Kosh's idea of everyone is "everyone who knew me ten thousand years ago," lol.
Very grim outcome for the crew of the Icarus, but it does make me think that Anna will be back.
Anytime there's a debate about allowing mass death and atrocities for some future greater good, I don't care. Save the people in front of you. This WWII story is grim af. iirc, Britain was great at catching German spies. I should think they could totally have evacuated Coventry secretly. Really grim.
Tumblr media
"What did you see?" "Nothing. Shadows."
Ewwww gross, Zach the security guard is going to be an earthforce informer. I really, really do not like the implications of a group of people with armbands being spread around to intimidate the populace.
This is a good decision by Sheridan. He's good at war, and it will be better for him to turn his energy into beating an ancient evil than to spin his wheels at B5.
Kosh saying he will die if he goes to Z'ha'dum doesn't mean he'll die if he fights the Shadows, imo. Many things in this show seem to revolve around loopholes, semantics, and pedantry. What if the Shadow leaves Z'ha'dum and is defeated in another place? That's a Sheridan-worthy escape clause from Prophecy of Doom.
next episode
26 notes · View notes
ridiasfangirlings · 5 months
Note
Sarumi where Fairy Tale Strain casts the Snow White curse on Yata and has him falling into a sleep like death. True Love's Kiss is the only thing that can wake him up. How would this work pre and post reconciliation?
Oh no Yata got hit by the fairytale Strain, if only there was a grumpy prince around to save him 8D Post-betrayal this is probably very awkward, because of course Homra all know who they need to do the kissing but Fushimi would have to get over himself and agree to do it. Imagine Yata even gets hit by the Strain due to Fushimi’s interference somehow, like Homra’s been trying to find this guy for a while because he’s working for some rival gang. Fushimi is also hunting the Strain for S4 reasons but as soon as he sees Yata he immediately abandons his work because teasing Misaki is more fun. They’re about to fight when Yata suddenly yells ‘Saruhiko!’ and jumps in front of him, getting hit by the Strain power. In the aftermath Fushimi yells at Yata because he wasn’t asking to be protected, only to see that Yata is unconscious beside him. No amount of yelling or shaking will wake him, he appears otherwise unharmed but he’s in a deep sleep.
Fushimi sends Homra a quick anonymous message and hovers in the vicinity until they arrive, not like he’s worried or anything but he figures he should at least make sure Homra gathers up their idiot. When he gets back to S4 he does some research on the Strain only because it’s part of his job and finds out that the Strain has ‘fairy tale’ powers and anyone hit by them will fall into a deep sleep, only able to be awakened by true love’s kiss. Fushimi clicks his tongue like ‘stupid,’ probably thinking that what Misaki will want is for Mikoto to kiss him or something. He’s aware that Yata hasn’t woken up as the days go on though, just through rumors, and he keeps telling himself that it’s none of his business. 
Imagine at some point though maybe Anna stops in to see him, like he runs into her and Totsuka in the stables again. Fushimi is all annoyed thinking they’re here to see Basashi but Anna shakes her head and asks Fushimi to come see Misaki. Fushimi scoffs all why would I want to see him, Totsuka laughs and says well we had some ideas on what might wake him up and Anna thought we should stop by. Fushimi refuses to even entertain that, flatly stating he has no idea what they’re talking about, even as Anna tells him Yata’s in hospital and gives him the room number. Fushimi doesn’t intend to do anything with this information — it has nothing to do with him, nothing at all — but maybe he ends up slipping into the room quietly anyway, pressing his lips against Yata’s. He leaves before Yata can move, because Fushimi doesn’t want to know if that’s what really will wake Yata up (he hears later on that yes, Misaki is awake, and tells himself the power just wore off naturally, that’s all).
Post-reconciliation I imagine him being hesitant for an entirely different reason. Like same scenario with Yata getting hit by the Strain and finding out about the ‘true love’s kiss’ thing, imagine Fushimi giving this information to Kusanagi at the bar and literally everyone just looks at him. Fushimi clicks his tongue and mutters why are you all looking at me, saying he’ll do more research to find another way because of course virgin Misaki doesn’t even have a girlfriend. Kusanagi gives him a soft smile as he’s like well I don’t know if you need more research, you might have the answer already, Fushimi clicks his tongue again and says he’ll be in touch, once he’s gone Kusanagi sighs a little and shakes his head like really these two.
Fushimi goes to visit Yata at the hospital and imagine him there alone, leaning over Yata and wondering. He calls Yata an idiot for getting hurt now, right when they reconciled again and weren’t you the one who wanted this the most and now you’re just lying there. Of course part of Fushimi desperately wants to kiss Yata but at the same time he keeps thinking well what if it doesn’t work, what if I’m not what he wants — after all Fushimi’s done how could he of all people possibly be Yata’s’true love.’ He just wants Yata to open his eyes again though and finally Fushimi just leans in and gives Yata a kiss. There’s a moment’s pause and Fushimi grimly thinks ‘what did I expect’…and then Yata’s suddenly kissing him back.
11 notes · View notes
matan4il · 1 year
Note
Good morning, sweet Alice. I haven't read anything yet, so I'm coming in blind. I'm also glad I did send my thoughts in before so this doesn't sound disingenuous. I totally expected this but I'm gonna be honest it hurt my heart a little and here are the scattered reasons I noted.
What was the point of the donor story? Because if this was gonna go this way, all they did was separate Buddie all 6A for no reason. And again, I honestly don't get why it was there. Being the eternal cheerleader, I kept making excuses for the 6A storytelling, but apparently, it was just messy and bad.
They stole our couch metaphor. I'm sorry, but they did!!! All of the symbolism was just wasted. That was a low blow. Along with honestly all of the symbolism since the will reveal. Such wasted opportunities.
I actually don't understand the choice of Marisol and Natalia. They honestly just were extensions of Taylor and Anna again in different packages. Even the undertones of the stories looked like the same format as the latter's.
They robbed Ryan of an amazing opportunity for a coming out story. I honestly don't get what it was building, too, if it was this it. Marisol is adorable, but I don't see any difference from Anna, the actress, or the cute blind date. It just feels weird.
That's the short version. Trust me, you will be my therapist the next few months. I don't think season six will be something I rewatch again for a while. I'm so grateful ABC is taking over and that wasn't just it, because I will say again, just seemed vapid
I do feel optimistic that ABC took it for a reason, and a small part of that is the investment in Buddie. Don't get me wrong, it's all an investment, but the rest are pretty settled storylines. So fingers crossed!!
Also, just to make you laugh. ABC if you are reading... I wouldn't be mad if you opened with Kameron and Buck platonically raising BK Jr. (Buck Jr) together. Just some chaotic besties who Mother Maryed a baby. And Eddie spends all his time with his best friend and said baby because also, why not raise another kid together. Then they fall in love, and Kameron wants to get her groove back, and Buddie are overly gay protective big brothers about it all. Till one day, it's Ravi at the door. Then Kamerone and Ravi with Buddie raise kids and build an apartment empire together!!!!
Hello, my lovely darling! *hugs* Thank you for sending your thoughts! If you've read my 618 meta by now, you probably know that I feel very similarly to you...
I've mentioned that I see three possible scenarios for how s6 was shaped, and IDK which one we witnessed. Did the donor story play out as it was meant to, or was its ending changed in a rush? IDK, but the way it ended up playing out, the only thing it tied with is Natalia's name, which tells us they planned for her to be at the birth as soon as she was introduced. And I would be devastated if we found out that this was the planning all along, since 6a. If it was meant to be progress for Buck, it wasn't quite like how they wanted to present it, 'coz once more he was going above and beyond for others, regardless of the personal toll for himself, and then at the end it tied in with a romantic r/s that seems to be the same type of mistake, of jumping in with his whole heart into a commitment before he's sure, based on time and getting to know each other, not fantasy, that this girl really is who he wants to buy furniture together with...
Yep, I said the same in my meta about Natalia and Marisol. 911 literally hit the same beats with them, with even less investment in these LI's. And while Marisol was cute in her phone call, she and Eddie had even less of a build up than either Felisa (the actress) or Vanessa (the blind date).
It would be my honor to be here as your therapist until we get s7. ;) *hugs even more* Trust me, I think we all need that. But yes, endlessly happy that ABC took the show and I wanna believe they understand exactly how much letting Buddie go canon would benefit them and their new investment.
LMAO That was one wild ride, you should def write that as a fic! Sending you all the love. And as always, my ask tag. xoxox
20 notes · View notes
hypnotisedfireflies · 7 months
Note
Hi! what do you think about the Tess is a top thing? From that interview with Anna? I have noticed in your fics that sometimes she is and sometimes she isn't.
Tumblr media
Hello anon! You mean this interview, for anyone who hasn't seen it. 😘
I have seen some writers take this to the domme extreme and others not so far. It's subjective and there's enough cake for us all to go around, so there's no right or wrong view here. So this of course is all coming from my interpretation of the character and Anna and Pedro's conversations as referred to in that interview.
I do love me a sexy top Tess but it also doesn't make sense to me for her to be a top ... all the time.
Driftersverse Tess and Joel have a very shared, equal partnership. The balance of power goes back and forth between them constantly, depending on their mental, emotional and physical states. Given the breadth of time I write in (I'm between 2003 - 2026 now) I'm constantly moving between different stages of evolution for themselves and the relationship. I think a switch dynamic is more realistic in the circumstances I choose to write, and also more exciting overall because it's like, who has the power now? Who is giving it up and who is getting the release from the giving or the taking?
I don't choose to interpret it simply as Tess Is Always the Top, because everything else is so in flux; and so is this.
Driftersverse Tess is largely in control of everything around her and Joel in as much as one can be. She's the one who is thinking ahead and doing most of the scheming, she plays the room and brings them out in front by planning, organising, out-thinking everyone else and being bold and cold enough to do what they have to.
That control that she maintains is kind of exhausting ... and sometimes, it's really good for her to relinquish that control into Joel's hands in bed. It's release. Losing that control and putting herself in the hands of someone she trusts feels really fucking good. She can just switch off and let him tell her what he wants her to do or make her do it, and that's cathartic. (Though sometimes he still has to work for it, see Cassius blue, lol).
Driftersverse Joel likes a woman who takes charge. I write about that most in SQ because I'm in his head a lot there but essentially, he's spent his whole life filling one particular role in bed as the dominant partner and he really, really likes a woman who will swap that around with him and keep things exciting. He finds sweet, shy violets kind of boring; he wants to be challenged. But just as much as he likes being controlled does he like taking it from Tess, especially as time passes and he learns how much she actually needs that.
So again, it's that back and forth, giving the other what they need when they need it and swapping roles as they see fit.
From a writing perspective it's more interesting for me, because I get to explore a lot of different smutty scenarios, lol. But more importantly, those feed directly into the story itself. I rarely write smut for smut's sake, so what's happening in those scenes is about advancing the story or the characters or whatever needs to be explored. And if it was always the exact same power dynamic ... yeah, it could still work, but I don't think it would be as effective. Or fun to read.
I hope that answers your question! ❤️
8 notes · View notes
justatypicalwizard · 9 months
Text
Wants Within | S. Shinazugawa | Chapter 21
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
✦ Sanemi Shinazugawa x femReader!, college au, reader is adult
✦ Synopsis: You're a college student taking classes with a very strict lecturer- professor Shinazugawa. Because of an unfortunate event you got on his bad side so now you're trying everything to regain in his eyes. Well, you most certainely didn't expect that kind of attention.
✦ Word count: 1,8k
18+, minors do not interact
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
You were lying on your bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything that happened. After you got the text from Shinazugawa, which made you feel slightly better because you could talk to someone, you decided to turn off your phone. You didn’t want to get any messages from different people, certainly not from Anna and the only person that you thought of opening your mouth to would be available later, when he’s done with all his classes. 
Shifting on the blankets you thought of the situation once again, or more like the hundredth time. Why did Inosuke say something like this? Yes, you did talk to him earlier but it was more of a friendly conversation where he would stress a topic that was important for him, not quite listen to you and quickly shift his attention to something else. You never did anything that in your opinion would be a hint or an invitation. It was completely out of the blue! Was this supposed to be some sort of a joke? If it would be one Tanjiro and the rest wouldn’t be so surprised and definitely the black haired wouldn’t stand in your defence. So it was not one. You had literally no idea what happened and why. 
While in your overthinking trans you lost what hour it was. Deciding that it’s time to shower you looked at the clock and spotted it was quite late. Turning your phone on you ignored some texts, not even looking at who sent them and picked Shinazugawa’s number. Waiting for him to pick up you stepped from one foot to the other, circling paths on the floor. 
‘’Hello?’’ His voice from the other side tore you from your thoughts. 
‘’Hey, it’s me.’’ You sighed. 
‘’Hi. Before you start let me tell you something quickly.’’ He told and you started to listen. ‘’I think I cut the drama short. After you left I told the shithead that his behaviour is more than inappropriate. I also told the rest that if I hear or read one public opinion on that situation, I don’t care from who, everyone would be fucked up because it’s none of their business and news. I think my reputation can save your ass.’’ 
So that’s why you didn’t read anything online. Honestly, you didn’t know how to feel about what Sanemi told you. On one hand you were happy that he protected you and you really wanted to believe that his statement would cut the drama short. On the other hand if anyone would be particularly keen on making fun of you Shianzugawa’s statement would only add up to it making you seem helpless. 
The only thing you could do now was hope that the second scenario would not occur. 
‘’Thank you.’’ You mumbled. 
‘’Want to talk about it?’’ He asked and you hesitated, did you really want to? ‘’I don’t know you well enough to know whether you’re open or bottle up but believe me, saying it out loud may help you clear your mind. If you want, I can just listen, not talk.’’ He waited for your answer. 
‘’... Yeah, okay.’’ You sat on your bead, getting ready to throw it all out. 
‘’Okay, hit me with it.’’ 
‘’I just don’t have a fucking clue you know!’’ You started, finally letting the stress of the past few hours flow out. ‘’I never, never, never did anything that would hint at him. Why would I? I have… you. Eh, that was just too much. If he did it while we were alone or only with friends I would just brush it off, but like that! No, that’s just fucked up. Now I don’t know if he’s some kind of a creep or what.’’ You rambled about everything and nothing for a few minutes, venting out. ‘’What do you think about it?’’ Finally, you asked. 
‘’I think you can guess my opinion. That fucking, dirty creep need to leave you alone or else something bad will happen to him.’’ 
First time since the incident you giggled. You imagined Sanemi kidnaping Inosuke. 
‘’I think I’ll just ask Tanjiro what he thinks about it. He knows Inosuke better than me.’’ You said. 
Just then you heard a loud knock on the door.
‘’Someones here, wait a moment I’ll just see who is that.’’ 
Using the peephole you spotted it was no one else than Inosuke. His hands were buried in his pockets and he was throwing his head from right to left. 
‘’The creep is at my door right now.’’ You panicked a bit, backing off. 
‘’You don’t have to talk to him.’’ Shinazugawa said in an angry manner. 
‘’You know what, actually, I want to ask what the fuck he wants.’’ You felt the frustration flow through your spine and tangle your stomach.
‘’Mute me but don’t end the call. Hold your phone close so I can hear if anything happens to you.’’ He gave you short, strict instructions. 
‘’And so you can hear what we are talking about.’’ Wish he could see that raised eyebrow look you had. 
‘’Yeah, that too.’’ At least he admitted. 
Muting Sanemi and holding your phone to your chest, so that Inosuke doesn't see you’re on a call, you sighed and stepped to the door. With one swift motion powered by adrenaline and anger you opened the door and glared at Inosuke. 
‘’What?’’
‘’Eh…’’ He looked at you, also angry. ‘’Tanjiro said I need to apologise.’’
‘’If you’re only here because Tanjiro told you so then go fuck yourself.’’ You spat out. 
‘’Well, I don’t think I did anything I need to apologise for!’’ he started to shout. 
‘’Shut the fuck up, keep it quiet!’’ You whispered shouted. ‘’I don’t what more drama because of you.’’
‘’It ain’t no drama!’’ 
‘’Yes it is.’’ You spat out every word separately. ‘’Do you even know, agh! You don’t understand do you?’’ 
‘’No, I don’t.’’ He kicked the wall and you kicked his food, hissing at him. ‘’Why are you all so fucking angry with me!’’ He looked down and you felt your heart twitch slightly. 
You remembered all the times Tanjiro told you about Inosuke’s problems. He was clueless when it comes to emotions. He doesn’t understand his own ones, let alone the ones of others. He is socially awkward in a very weird manner and had problems adapting. He literally had problems with anything concerning life in the society. Given his past, it’s not so shocking after all. 
Angry as you were, you started to feel empathy towards the boy. Ah, fuck you and your good heart. 
‘’Come in.’’ You stepped aside to let him past. 
‘’What?’’
‘’Shut up and come it.’’ You demanded and he did as told. ‘’Sit.’’ You pointed at your bed. 
He looked up at you with a lost expression. You put your phone down on the shelf, close enough for Sanemi to hear. 
‘’Look, I’m gonna put it out as simply as I can.’’ You started. ‘’Do you like when people laugh at you?���’
‘’No.’’ 
‘’Now people will laugh at me because of what you did.’’ You looked him in the eye. You weren’t sure but a glimpse of understanding lit somewhere there. ‘’I don't know you, you don’t know me. You don’t ask out a person that you don’t know. I thought we liked each other, but after what you did I don’t know if I can call you a friend.’’ You crossed your hands on your chest and looked to the side. 
‘’What?!’’ He jumped up, standing straight in front of you. ‘’We are friends!’’ He looked like he was really moved by this. ‘’You can’t not like me now, that’s unfair! We’re friends!’’ 
‘’After what you did, I don’t know?’’ Honestly, he looked like a five year old that you took candy from. 
‘’I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I want to be friends, I’m sorry.’’ He started to shake you.
‘’Hey, okay, stop!’’ Inosuke let you go. ‘’Okay, just don’t do stupid shit like that anymore.’’ You grumbled. 
‘’So… will we still be friends?’’ He looked at you and maybe he would not admit it but sadness lingered on his face. 
‘’I’m still angry with you but when I’ll calm down then yes, we’ll still be friends.’’ You sighed, rubbing your temples. ‘’Just tell me one thing because I want to get it straight and I know emotions are not your strong side. Do you feel anything romantic towards me?’’ 
‘’How do I know?’’ He asked, totally dumbfounded. 
Oh gosh.
‘’Eh, do you… like, what to spend a lot of time with me, do you like how I look, do you think about me, do you feel like you want to be close or… touch me in any way?’’ You tried your best.
‘’Ew, no.’’ He shrugged. 
‘’Okay, okay, at least we have one thing figured out.’’ You let the ‘ew’ pass by. ‘’Then why did you ask me out? You know that asking out means feeling all those things.’’
‘’Eh…’’ He fondled and kicked around. 
‘’Inosuke.’’
‘’I wanted to beat Tanjiro.’’ What?
‘’What?’’ What? You didn’t understand. ‘’How ‘beat Tanjiro’?’’ 
‘’He told me that he… how did you say it, eh, likes someone? Yeah, he talks about… I can’t say. The black haired looked like he just remembered something. 
‘’You can’t say what?’’
‘’I can’t. Tanjiro said if I say he will throw me out of the house. I don’t want to be thrown out of the house.’’ 
Tanjiro said what to who? Wow. This was some deep shit. 
‘’Okay, then better not tell.’’ You waved your hands up in the air. ‘’But what was about the ‘beating him’? Did you want to be first… to ask someone out?’’
‘’... yes.’’ He said bluntly. 
‘’Oh.’’ You nodded. ‘’Then you won.’’ 
‘’I did?’’ He lit up. 
‘’It was a shitload but you did ask out first.’’ You couldn’t help but giggle. 
It was nothing like you expected. Inosuke is just so random and unpredictable that even in your wildest dreams you couldn’t imagine a scenario like this. Maybe if it was someone else you would feel hurt, being a part of someone's game, but this is Inosuke. He most likely doesn’t know what romance is and just treats this like another competition against Tanjiro where he is the sole contestant. 
‘’Can I go now? Tanjiro didn’t give me dinner before I said sorry to you.’’ He grumbled. 
‘’Yeah, get the hell out of here.’’ You laughed and showed him to the door. ‘’See you.’’ 
‘’Bye!’’ And he ran off. 
‘’Did you hear it.’’ You unmuted Sanemi after you closed the door, bursting into laughter. 
‘’Yes, and now I not only don’t have brows but also ears. What a fucking nonsense.’’ 
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
SERIES MASTERLIST
Taglist:
@secretxchive @vesperazhier
11 notes · View notes
thesinglesjukebox · 5 months
Text
BSS FT. LEE YOUNG JI - "FIGHTING"
youtube
A Seventeen sub-unit, sensibly submitted by Anna...
[5.93]
Anna Katrina Lockwood: The K-pop boy group ecosystem is wilting under the long shadow of BTS' influence, with a bumper crop of dudes trying to fill the market gap by hollering unmelodiously through overly conceptual, poorly-lit music videos. Seventeen are doing none of that -- instead making use of their we've-sold-a-truckload-of-records artistic freedom by releasing "Fighting," from the BSS subunit. This song has that very particular, K-pop-specific campiness I love so much -- not that surprising given they share a label with the sublimely campy Orange Caramel, but surprising when you consider that label is now majority-owned by HYBE, also parent company to BTS' own label, amongst other business dealings. BSS -- short for BooSeokSoon, a portmanteau of a syllable each from the three members' names -- had an initial run five years ago with the vaguely sports-themed "Just Do It," which is of a piece with "Fighting," a song about, uh, getting up in the morning and hyping yourself up for the day? These boys are here to sing for you! It's cheerful, it's kind of nonsense, it's melodic as all hell, and you really need to view the music video -- a charming set piece of juxtaposed scenarios (bedroom in a Starbucks, greenery-filled roundabout leading to a stock exchange, park bench in an airplane) -- for full effect. Lee Youngji turns in a charmingly husky guest verse, leavening all that chipperness despite being haunted at every turn by the relentlessly upbeat trio of Seungkwan, DK, and Hoshi. The boys turn in solid vocal performances all round with nary a hint of irony -- a vibe I find endlessly charming, though I'll be the first to admit this is an acquired taste for most folks. I have longed for this type of song. As is ever the case with Seventeen, "Fighting" was capably composed by group member Woozi. I think it's telling that in talking about this delightful song, I feel that it's necessary to speak on BTS so much, but such is their pervasive influence on the scene -- though perhaps that's soon to change, since as of today, all seven members of BTS are enlisted in the South Korean military. I had a whole segment here comparing HYBE to Sub Pop here, but I think I'd rather focus on "Fighting," honestly. It's great. It's all the reasons I got in to K-pop in the first place. I find it entertaining that HYBE bought Pledis to shore up their boy group stocks for BTS' enlistments, and ended up releasing this goofy thing. Who's influencing whom? [10]
Micha Cavaseno: Was joking with our beloved Ryo earlier in the week about how a friend might say "LOL why is this K-pop thing emulating this pop song from 10 years ago" to which I rejoined them with "Buddy, this might be them emulating a song that emulated a song that emulated that pop song." "Fighting," for example, feels like my beloved "Girl" by Block-B but long in the tooth; completely understandable given it's made by guys who debuted about a year or so after that aforementioned record dropped. Of course, there's some additions (Lee Youngji doing her confident cool girl Childish Gambino thing, a little bridge melody that accidentally reminds me of "A Little Bit of Luck") but I don't think there's a supreme need to remake the wheel when it comes to power-poppy boyband K-pop. Still, perhaps a few stronger pushes away from the standard bearer would mean I'd be more confident in the "Fighting Spirit." [5]
David Moore: If somehow this was released back in 2011 or 2012 and was my first exposure to K-pop, it would have been as effective an entry point to the music as anything else from that time was. But I've somehow gone from having a handle on K-pop to completely losing the plot to finally being excited by current songs that really wouldn't have made any sense at all during the early 10s crossover heyday. Which is to say that I only know what to do with this song ten years ago -- it's like being given a pop quiz that I probably knew the answers to in high school but now have no inkling how to respond. [6]
Oliver Maier: Broken Social Scene sounds different. [2]
Ian Mathers: Ridiculous. [8]
Michelle Myers: Despite its repetitive structure, "Fighting" is a great track because it achieves the optimal balance of fun and virtuosity. DK and Boo take turns wailing like it's 2012, and music shows still require live vocals. Youngji's agile rapping matches their energy. As for Hoshi, "Fighting" just wouldn't hit without his tenacious sincerity. The song is truly his. [8]
Nortey Dowuona: The piano riffing at the last pre chorus after Lee Youngji's excellent verse ("we're playing the crumpled up life like some down on his luck Beethoven"; great line) sounds so damn good. Shame the rest of the song is some soft rock/pop nothing burger. Woozi, Hoshi, s. Coups and Bumzu all share credit for this song, so which one of them chose to add a flattened drill bassline over the papery drums and added that riff? 'Cuz if they did that of their own volition, they chose to have those "Hey Mickey" facsimile drums take on the whole first verse and first pre chorus and be the bedrock of the main song, which I find baffling since it both isn't as vibrant or distinct. The lush piano motif and synth riff of the chorus are beautiful but they don't hit until that Lee Youngji verse, and the song suddenly sparks to life. But right after that it's back to the chorus, then the song just stops. Very baffling choices, made by 4 people. Hoshi's the dance choreographer, why didn't he redo the drums? Did Park Ki Tae, another composer who plays synthesizer and guitar put that riff in there because it might get thrown out? Sigh. [6]
Katherine St Asaph: Been a while since I've heard a boyband track with honest-to-god Radio Disney energy: competently produced yet still somehow janky, and charming for how unthreatening it is. [5]
Brad Shoup: I'm always wary of anything that sounds like spy music, especially boy-band spy music that's prepping me for austerity. [4]
Crystal Leww: Charming work from BSS and Lee Youngji in a year where boy groups in K-pop really felt like a whole lot of blah, but really feels more suited to a pep rally where everyone's a winner rather than something that actually creates hype. [5]
Joshua Minsoo Kim: Essentially an update on TROY's "Green Light" but with the hollow theatricality of a Mamamoo song, down to Lee Young Ji channeling her inner Moonbyul. This isn't smooth or silly enough in the way "Left & Right" was, so it lands closer to the miserable optimism of "Happy." They sing like they're being held at gunpoint, forced to smile. [3]
Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: Relentlessly goofy in a good-natured way, like if an hour's worth of educational skits were jammed into three minutes of run. It's janky but it works -- moving through it all with a pace that implies cardio routines helps! [6]
Michael Hong: Corniness is deliberate of course, just not sure it helps their cause that Lee Youngji raps like she just finished helping a Youtuber with a skit. [5]
Alfred Soto: It has spritz, the wobbly synth bass I dig, and a lyric delivered if not with coherence then with clarity. [6]
Kayla Beardslee: I love Seventeen. They've been my most listened-to artist for two years in a row (and are on track for a third); I amnestied a song of theirs last year just because I wanted to have a chance to write about them for the Jukebox; seeing them in concert last September is genuinely one of my most treasured memories. I could write hundreds of words about what makes this song such a triumphant comeback for the gloriously goofy Booseoksoon subunit five years after their first release, and how I love seeing Seventeen return to what they do best, which is take the art of making people smile seriously. I might even delve into the excellent music video and choreo and how they support the motivational themes of the track (what an unlikely accomplishment it is for professional celebrities to pull off an ode to the everyday office worker without being patronizing!) while never sacrificing its fundamental sense of playfulness. There's an almost alchemical balance between levity and purpose in "Fighting" that only the greatest K-pop songs have ever achieved. I could dig into it, into the amount of times I danced along to "Fighting" in my office this year, into the general existence of Hoshi being Hoshi (and Seungkwan being Seungkwan, and DK being DK). But I think it's a testament to the brilliance of this song that my practically infinite thoughts about it can all be summed up in one simple sentence: This pop music shit is supposed to be fun! [10]
[Read, comment and vote on The Singles Jukebox ]
4 notes · View notes
shoheiakagi · 11 months
Note
Unpopular Opinions of Shouhei
so i ended up rambling and added some headcanons cause why not? more under the cut:
Send me shit!
i like romantic! banshou to some extent, but theyre far from my otp. idk, i just dont really feel them in that way. i feel like shouhei/eric and bandou/chitose have better potential, despite not having much screentime together
when there used to be some blogs that would headcanon him to be gay just bc idk he wasnt seen thirsting over any girl like bandou and chitose lol. at the end of the day ppl are entitled to their headcanons bc this is a fictional character we're talking about, but idk i remember those blogs being fully convinced that he was gay just for that reason and it rubbed me the wrong way cause wow when was the last time you went outside and interacted with ppl
i do think looks matter to some degree for him when it comes to relationships and/or hook ups. i dont think hes as shallow as chitose, and i dont think looks would be a major deal breaker for a relationship, but i see him as someone who takes care of his own appearance, so of course he would also want someone who takes care of their appearance as well
when ppl make him to be this 100% nice and sunshine character -_- like, granted hes a very minor character with little depth, but i dont like it when ppl reduce him to that one character trait. especially when the manga and anime shows that hes very impulsive, impatient, a little selfish at first, can be a little skeptical at times, and was not hesitant to terrorize a high school with the rest of the gang. his character sheet even stated that he dropped out of high school bc he hung out with the wrong crowd, unlike some of the other members who actually did graduate from high school.
okay but let me just gloat a little about how a couple of my headcanons about him ended up being true! i remember making this post about shouhei probably being in a gang or the wrong crowd before he joined homra cause from the get go, he had his left ear pierced (which is apparently frowned upon in Japanese society and is associated with thugs and shit) and owned a motorcycle, only to be proven right years later when his character sheet stated that he dropped out of high school and hung out with the wrong crowd! shouhei being the more romantic one out of homra? his poeback chapter showed him holding the reader's hand while she was cupping his face, him blushing at her, him shoving chitose away when he tried to flirt with the reader, etc. shouhei being into girls more on the sweet and girly side? that one nickname audio drama where him, bandou, and yata were making up scenarios on how homra would be like now that anna was their king, and he had this idea that anna would be this sweet, delicate princess surrounded by the protective homra knights who are also fighting for her attention. although ngl i didnt like the part about the boys fighting for anna cause shes a minor and like their little sister (daughter, in kusanagi's case), so i wish k would stop pulling that shit (the amount of times chitose would be making some sort of suggestive comment about her)
while he would never cheat and would never want his partner to cheat on him, he has no problem being someone else's side dude
he's a little more possessive and territorial than he lets on. he would probably be the type who needs to set personal boundaries with his friends when he gets into a relationship, and not understand if his s/o gets jealous, but once he sees his s/o getting hit on by someone else?? oh its a wrap
2 notes · View notes
livia-dovehallow · 1 year
Note
how do you think they told anna and kit about alexander? like the scenario headcanons you have about it
Hmm, I think they were essentially forced to in a way, because of Cecily's pregnancy history. They were probably worried about scaring them if Cecily got incredibly sick again, since Anna was too young to really remember when Kit was born.
So I imagine that after a few weeks of making sure the pregnancy was still a thing (since miscarraiges were just as common, if not more, than they are now), they sat Anna and Kit down and were very forward about it. "Your mother is pregnant" or "we're having another baby" in the simplest and most direct way. (Gabriel and Cecily give me that kind of transparency vibe with their kids).
Anna, I believe, is less phased than Kit, in the manner of she already knows what it is like to have a younger sibling. She's probably more amused that her parents were having another child in their late 30s.
Kit would be the one who is more confused or surprised. He'd ask questions about being an older sibling and "isn't thirteen years a large age gap" type of questions. This is where I think Cecily would crack a joke of like, "Well, think about it this way. Barbara and the baby will be 20 years apart."
Then, of course, I think they would explain how Cecily may come down with symptoms that render her in need of help sometimes and that Anna and Kit may have to help. I don't think they'd mention that the last two times were close brushes with death. Somehow I think Gabrily knew there were some things you didn't need to tell your kids at that age--especially if the thing was "your mom almost died giving birth to you."
There's my very long and ranty headcanon about how they told Anna and Kit :D (The other children/cousins found out through their own parents casually).
7 notes · View notes