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marvinswriting · 4 years

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Coffee burns

Prompt(s): lmao this had prompts but i forgot about them and this fic went in another direction it turned into i love the gang lets write them

G/T mean girls

The co-sized mall- which wasn't very co-sized- was one of my least favorite places to be. Each individual store had tiny areas with a small cashier and tiny workers and shit, but the mall itself had no form of tiny transportation or tiny recreation areas, like food courts or those random couches you just find to take a break.

Northshore, like its high school, did not have many tinies. I could name everyone and their moms who live in the tiny neighborhood.

It's no secret that I hate being in primarily giant places. I mean, I feel like I'd hate high school anyway, but anywhere other than Damian's house just makes me all around nervous.

Now put me in a crowded mall?

Yeah, I'll pass.

Except I didn't.

Regina had somehow convinced the whole group that a trip to the mall would be fun. I didn't believe her, but the whole group was going so why not.

We were currently at the food court. Regina was on Gretchen's shoulder eating a fry she stole from Karen. Probably the funniest visual of Regina I have to date. She broke off part of fry yet it was still half the size of her.

Aaron was in his own conversation with Cady who had her elbows propped up on the table and was holding Aaron in her hands.

Food court tables are nasty. You won't catch me (or any tiny with common sense) sitting on them.

I was on Damian's shoulder only partly paying attention to his conversation with Karen. Too busy making faces at Regina to contribute to whatever was going on.

Yeah, sometimes I can see why Aaron calls us 'literally children'. But hey, we aren't hurting anyone.

"You sure you don't want food, Janis?" Damian asks.

I look away from Regina. "Yeah, I'm not hungry."

Like every time I get nervous, the pit in my stomach prevents any appetite. I don't know why I was nervous. I think just being around so many people puts me in a constant state of anxiety, whether they're giants or not.

"Jesus, Regina!" I watch as she finishes the fucking french fry.

"We don't talk about it." She says. "I already regret that decision."

I lean closer to Damain's neck with a smile. It's nice to have a group where, no matter where we hang out or at what time, it's always fun.

"Guys," Aaron speaks up, grabbing all out attention. "Who's right. Me or Cady. We're sayin-"

"Cady." Damian and I say in unison.

"You don't even know what we're talking about yet!"

"Yeah, but it's Cady." Regina says.

Aaron huffs. "Crazy."

Cady gives a good-natured chuckle and brings Aaron to sit on his shoulder. "Everyone done eating?"

There a chorus of yeahs from around the table.

"Can we stop at forever 21?" Gretchen asks. "I know its not a store for all of us but there's a shirt I wanna get while it's still on sale but Regina needs to see it first."

Damian shrugs lightly but it's enough to make me tip a bit. I ignore Regina laughing at me.

"Doesn't matter to me." Karen says.

Cady waves her hand. "I don't mind."

"Cady's my ride. I gotta go where she goes." Aaron says.

I shrug. "Sure."

There aren't many tinies in high school, but they're also is a smaller group of giants. All people of all ages go to the mall, and most tinies avoided it like the plague. So the ratio of tinies to giants is even greater here.

In high school, you only get in trouble for fucking with tinies when you're caught. In the mall, you only get in trouble for shoplifting or doing coke in the back of the JC Pennies while on a lunch break from your job at Spencer's.

True story.

The kid moved on to be a teacher in the next town over. He's got kids now.

The point I'm trying to get to is, even if the mall did accommodate more for tinies, I don't think we'd start going. It's dangerous.

Damian wasn't wearing his jacket and I had nowhere to hide. I think that stressed me more than anything.

Whatever it's fine.

Damian was wearing a sweatshirt. I was sitting pushed against his neck with the hood pulled over my legs for warmth. Its tits cold in the middle of December and the mall is fucking air-conditioned. Why? Who knows. Not me.

We walk past a trio of women I can only describe as "karens". Not our Karen. The shoulder haircut, let me speak to your manager type vibe. The gross karens.

One of them eyes me and I can't help but pull Damian's hoodie further over me, the knot in my stomach is back.

"Young man?" She asks as Damian walks past.

For fucks sakes.

Damian turns to her, and I don't even need to look at his face to know he's unamused. We both kinda know what's coming.

"Are you aware of the tiny on your shoulder?"

"Yes. I am." He states flatly.

"Is it bothering you?"

It? Well, that's better than space dyke I guess.

"No, she's my friend." Damian states. "Why, is there an issue here?"

The rest of our friends have walked away without noticing Damian got stopped.

"How can you stand with tinies?" One of the ladies speaks up.

Wow. Rude.

I leaned against Damian's neck more, pulling the hoodie over me fully like a blanket. I wasn't offended, just bored. These ladies can go on for hours about how 'tinies don't deserve rights'.

"How can you stand against them?" Damian retaliates. He begins walking away, ignoring the offended gawks he received.

I laugh a little, looking over his shoulder.

"You showed them." I cheer weakly.

"Sure did." Damian nods catching up to the group. They were still at the entrance to forever 21.

"Where did you guys go?" Cady asked. "We turn around and you're just gone!"

"Got stopped by annoying old ladies," Damian says with a dramatic eye roll.

"Don't fuck with Damian and his tiny!" I point to myself with a grin. "They called me an it."

"That's original." Aaron remarks.

I watch as a soft smile passes Damian's face at the 'his tiny'. After we had the dreadful emotion talk, he was a lot more open to the idea that his tiny her tiny was not as self belittling as it seemed. When it came from a tiny of course.

"If I was their size, I could and would punch them." Regina said from Gretchen's shoulder.

"I dunno man, some of them were pretty short. I think you could." Damian smiled.

"Hell yeah!" I cheer.

"Well, now that mom friend and reckless are here, let's go see that shirt, Gretch." Regina says motioning further into the store.

Everyone follows Gretchen into the store. Even though we're only here for Gretchen a shirt caught Regina's eye that 'Cady would look so fucking hot in'.

I'm still tucked carefully under Damian's hood, watching as Regina makes Gretchen and Cady try on the two shirts. Cady walks over to Damian holding out Aaron. "Can you?"

Damian grins. "Yeah, shoulder next to Janis?" He asks Aaron as Cady hands him off.

"I won't shove you like Regina!" I throw jazz hands and both boys laugh.

"Sure, shoulder."

Because I'm curled up so close to Damian's neck, Aaron can sit in the center without it feeling too crowded. We watch as Cady walks out first in a shirt.

Its pink, obviously, and loose. The pale pink brought out the constant rosey shades in Cady's cheeks. It shows some mid-drift and- Jesus christ I'm gay.

"Cute!" Damian says. I pull the hoodie up in a vain attempt to hide how hard I was blushing,

Cady went back in to change as Gretchen came out. She was wearing a shirt. It was whatever.

As the two girls got up to pay I could feel the stressed feeling fade. I pushed Damian's hoodie off me a bit. Even as a barely co-sized mall, the fun nature of the group didn't leave. It was nice.

Cady walks over to retrieve Aaron. "What'd you think of the shirt, Janis?" She asks, scooping up Aaron wordlessly.

"It- it was pretty," I say, trying to will my face from getting hot. "It looked cute on you. Nice color."

Damian chuckles and I elbow his neck slightly.

Cady grins. "Thanks, Janis!"

"No problem." My face is red again.

It's so red she can tell oh god why am I like this why-

Cady gives one last smile before walking away to catch up with Gretchen and Karen. Damian does too but he stays a bit behind to talk with me.

"Smooth one, Janis."

"I didn't lie. It looks fucking good on her."

"And I'm the too gay to function one."

"I was functioning! Just poorly."

"Sure." Damian teases.

I huff crossing my arms as a hand scoops me up.

"You know I love you." Damian says holding me to his chest as he weaves through a crowd. There's a lot of shoulder bumping and I'm glad to be here instead of up there. Or more likely on the floor. "What's going on?" He asks catching up to the group.

Gretchen shrugs, Regina in her hands. Both tinies seemed to be in a similar relocated-for-safety- position.

"The crowd came out of nowhere," Karen explained.

It didn't seem like anyone was standing waiting for something, more like we just his a bit of traffic where too many people are all walking in different directions.

We pull over and sit down on one of those charging phone stations with a couple of couches and a table. We're gonna wait for the crowd to pass.

Damian sets me gently on the table in front of the sofa and sits down.

Aaron joins me on the table but Regina stays on Gretchen's shoulder with a huff after being told she isn't allowed to push me off.

We sit and talk for a while, waiting for the crowd to clear out when I see the old ladies from before approaching the area.

Great.

They were sporting coffee from the shitty vegan cafe next to the Starbucks. Pretty sure old cranky Karens are the only thing keeping the store open.

The way the seating area was laid out had two couches with a coffee table in the center.

The 'karens' sat on the other sofa. While I didn't feel great about having my backs to them, I could see Damian and Cady both eyeing them nervously.

"Um," A cranky and high pitched voice speaks up from behind me. "Maybe you shouldn't put your dirty tinies on the table."

And this is where possession became an issue.

"We don't own them," Damian said dully.

Hell yeah, baby.

"They're also cleaner than most things on that table, including the table," Cady says, but both her and Damian lean forward in their seats a little anyway.

"Then where am I supposed to put my coffee?" Another voice whines.

"It's a big table, Miss," Damian says. "They don't take up much room."

"You're mother did a poor job in raising you, young man." One of the ladies speak.

You insult Sherry Hubbard one more time and I'll stab you with one of those plastic coffee mixers. As much as I wanna vocalize my opinion and get violent, I figure its best I left this one to Damian.

"My mother taught me the value of living beings. Tiny or not." Damian says calmly, but I can tell he's as pissed as I am.

There's shuffling behind me and a huge cup of coffee gets slammed down next to me.

I'm sorry, what?

Out of the huge fucking table, you chose half an inch away from me.

It's not even the worst part.

Scalding hot coffee splashes over the edge a bit, landing on my arm and steeping through my jacket.

I shake my arm, jumping back with a yell.

"Janis!" Fear flashes in Damian's eyes as he reaches over and scoops me off the table. "What was that for?" He asked one of the ladies who looked very smug with themselves.

"All I did was place my coffee on the coffee table."

I bit my lip, slipping off my jacket despite all my inner protest to never take it off. The coffee drenched my entire sleeve and left it burning hot. My arm underneath the coat was red and splotchy.

Aaron, who had been transported to Cady's shoulder the second this got violent, looked down at me and gasped.

It didn't hurt too bad, it just looked bad. It felt like sunburn, not blistering burns.

Damian looks down at me and I can see the fear in his eyes turn to anger.

"Do you even care that you hurt her?"

The lady shrugged. "Not particularly, no."

"Yet if somebody spilt boiling hot coffee on a dog, you'd flip shit I assume." Cady said. There was an edge to her voice. Cady never cursed. She's gotta be pissed.

"Somebody spilt coffee on a dog?" Our Karen asked with extreme worry.

"No. Somebody spilt boiling coffee on Janis." Gretchen explains.

"Janis, that's awful!" Karen throws a sympathetic look at me.

I give her a thumbs up knowing she can't hear me.

It hurts to move my arm. I poke it. The skin stays white in contrast to the red around it momentarily. Just like sunburn.

It'll be worse tomorrow, for sure.

I tune back into the conversation after doing a quick harm check.

I don't think I've ever seen Cady chew somebody out so hard. It isn't long before the trio mysteriously has somewhere to be.

The walk away and Cady leans back into the sofa. "One thing I don't miss about Africa? Entitled Karens."

"They disrespect my name." Karen agreed.

"You okay, Jan?" Damian asked, holding me up to eye level with him.

His hands were laid pretty flat like he was scared if he touched me he'd hurt me.

"I'm fine," I say. "For now."

While I may hate high school, I do miss Regina being in charge. Since the whole gang kinda got more open about our friendship with eating lunch altogether or walking the halls with each other, people stopped bothering Damian and I.

Regina George's friends are off-limits.

But the mall isn't high school.

I lay backways in Damian's hands, looking at the ceiling.

"I remember why I don't come here often," I mumble.

Damian laughs, but the stress on his face doesn't ease.

"We should start heading home," Gretchen says. "It was a nice day, lets ditch before more shit goes wrong. You know our luck."

"Yeah," Cady laughs. "No kidding."

"The bad stuff always happens to me!" I groan.

I watch as Cady silently slips Aaron into the chest pocket on her flannel.

He fell asleep.

Lucky bitch.

"I want to take a nap." I say, turning on my side. The coffee burned arm is in the air.

"Sucks that Damian doesn't have his jacket." Regina teased as everyone gets up.

Damian grins. "Still have pockets though."

Damian shifts me onto one hand as he gets up, lowing me to his hoodie pocket.

I typically only go here post-panic attack or something, when I need to hide way but don't want to get claustrophobic with something as snug as the chest pocket.

Still, I'm not complaining.

Damian's hand stays in the pocket, cupped gently around me. I lean further into his hand, without my jacket on I feel cold as fuck. His hands, as always, are warm and soft.

His fingers curl around me protectively and I can't help but laugh softly.

Leave to Damian to worry about me over even the little things.

Hot coffee is by far not the worst injury I’ve gotten over my years. But I could trip and fall on a flat surface or fall from someone's shoulders and Damian would get equally stressed about both of them.

I smelt like burnt black coffee but it was overpowered by the familiar comfort of Damian.

Damian's thumb ran up and down my uninjured arm softly as he continued on with his day like there wasn't a tiny being in his pocket.

The conversation outside of the pocket was muffled. Occasionally Damian spoke up, clearer than the rest, but even his voice was hushed so I could fall asleep.

And to be honest? I wasn't hard to.

Gretchen was right, we had a really fun day.

A little coffee burn can't change that.

Especially if it means my day ends with a nap.

And I'll probably get to stay at Damian's then, where I can see his mother, the wonderful lady who taught him about the value of lives, no matter what some old karen says.

I wrap my arm around one of Damian's fingers as I let myself fall asleep.

i had so much fun writing this fic while yelling at bear about pocket content,,,,its not a g/t mg fic with out pocket time

@realmisspolarbear @musicallygt @smallsoysauce @sourishlemons

#g/t mean girls #i love pockets okay?#oh to be tiny janis and hide in damians pocket at the slightest inconvenience #tiny janis #tiny regina #tiny aaron #giant gretchen #giant damian #giant karen #giant cady

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jq37 · 4 years

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The Report Card – Fantasy High Sophomore Year Ep 2

Boggy the Froggy!

Welcome back, ya’ll! We jump back in with our Bad Kids (or 4/6 of them anyway) the very next day. Fabian sends Gilear out on a coffee run on the threat of bodily harm. His mom–who, if you remember is low-key a total badass–tells Fabian that if Gilear doesn’t come back from the quest alive, she’s going to duel him to the death on top of the house. Yikes. At Chez Thistlespring, Gorgug’s parents give him another very detailed sex talk and then remind him that he lives in a world where magic is very real so any and all dreams he remembers should be treated as omens.

At the haunted house, Adaine wakes up having had portentous dreams like everyone else which is doubly concerning I have to imagine considering (1) she is the eleven oracle and (2) as a full elf she’s supposed to trance, not sleep and dream. Luckily for her nerves, she cast Find Familiar the night before and summoned an emotional support familiar which she gave the amazing name Bogariel Frogariel aka: Boggy the Froggy.

Meanwhile (and I needed to switch paragraphs because Kristen is doing the D&D equivalent of playing Twister while everyone else is playing Checkers as she is wont to do) Kristen is talking to Tracker about changing Yes? again because she is filled with doubt about her god of doubt but the one thing she clearly doesn’t have doubt about is her relationship with Tracker because it’s been less than a year and she already sees wedding bells in their future. Wild. She also invites Tracker on the quest, rectifying what I thought was a wild oversight last week.

Everyone meets up and they realize Fig and Riz are missing. They (specifically Fabian) can’t get Riz on the phone (which has never happened before) and all of Fig’s stuff is missing. They head over to Riz’s office to see if they can find him but, before that, Tracker cancels the church of Yes? because, sure.

There are signs of a struggle at Riz’s office, but no blood. They find a picture of Riz’s super-spy dad (Pok) with his arm around someone who appears invisible to them (though the spot is circled in red). They also find claw marks going up to a mirror. Adaine stops Gorgug from touching the mirror which would have driven him insane and had him attack the group. She sees a twisted version of Riz in the mirror which no one else can see until she describes it (suspicious). Then, she dispels magic and the Riz appears in the room…and attacks them (roll for initiative baybee)!

Fabian is flipped the F out. Kristen decides to chill out and drink Riz’s coffee–much to the incredulousness of everyone else (she’s on those chill existential dread vibes). Adaine and Gorgug are stricken by fear but they’re able to snap out of it quickly. Once they’re sure it’s not Riz (the doppelganger is going full creepy horror movie monster with the head twisting and biting and junk), they start going full throttle but Kristen gets a clutch roll and lands a banishment on Nightmare Riz (who was invisible at the time). Also, Adaine finds a gun but no one is down with her packing heat without proper firearms training so she reluctantly puts it back. They confer with Sandra-Lynn and they find out Fig has, for some reason, gone to Bastion City (the capital) and Gorthalax is missing. Also, because Emily is Emily whether she’s present or not, they find out that Fig has decided to multiclass and she is now a bard/warlock with her demon dad as her patron. Those might be connected because, as her patron, Gorthalax can now find Fig at all times.

Sklonda, in the meantime, has been investigating a robbery at the mall. They end up there too because Gilear (who is back from his coffee run) said he saw Fig’s bus in the area. They tell Ragh to meet them there and then head over (Gorgug in the old family car which he buys from them for 30 gold (the cost of a pony)–the amount Adaine suggests after the Thistlesprings reject his insane offer of 1000 gold). Also, Kristen leaves her brothers some gold secretly which is sad and also I think not the best way to handle that, but the intention is good. The robbery was of a gem–non-magical I believe–called the Devil’s Heart. [Edit: And apparently Fig’s doing.] Fabian shows up, tries to be helpful, and then eats glass. Normal stuff.

The group tries to figure out what’s going on with Fig by calling the hotel she’s at and basically doing a straight improv comedy routine, each passing the phone around with a bad story until Adaine just hangs the phone up. Then, they find out from Sklonda that Pok’s partner is a tabaxi (cat person) named Kalina and she is in the empty space in the photo. Sklonda and Sandra-Lynn can see it even though the Bad Kids can’t.

With that information gathered, the group leaves Elmville for the first time on the way to the Hotel Cavalier in Bastion City and, hopefully, Fig.

Detention

Fabian for Intern Abuse

Poor Gilear. Fabian solicits increasingly complicated coffee orders from his friends to make Gilear’s job harder and tries to get them to threaten Gilear on their behalf. Even Sandra-Lynn was like, bro. Lay off the guy. Bad form, sir. (Hilarious, but bad).

Honor Roll

Adaine for Rocking Her Portent Rolls

Adaine had a 19 and a 4 for her portent rolls this session and she used them very judiciously. The first was her 19 which she gave to Gorgug who was about to fail his saving throw and touch the mirror which would have led to him attacking everyone (she has a vision of his beheading her in a rage–sidenote love that Brennan makes her portent rolls actual visions instead of just having the mechanical effect of changing the roll happen). The second was a 4 which she gave to Brennan who was rolling for concentration on Nightmare Riz’s fear spell. What a power move to stare your DM in the face and say, “You roll a 4.” Amazing. Portent rolls are so good you guys. Also, bonus points for coming up with the name Bogariel Frogariel.

Random Thoughts

Fabian’s response to his mom’s ultimatum that she will fight him if Gilear doesn’t return alive? “Damn, guess I have to fight my mom.”

“MAGIC IS REAL AND SO IS MY FROG.”

Brennan describes Boggy as just the most archetypal looking, round, squishy frog and I want a plush of his yesterday. Or a stress ball! It would go with his whole emotional support thing in game. I love that Siobhan picked not the potentially “useful” or “cool” animal. She went full Marie Kondo and was like, “What’s gonna spark some joy?” Boggy also can give her the help action, which is great!

The episode was great even 2 cast members down, but they were missed. On more than one occasion, I was like, “This is more quiet than usual. I wonder why–ah Emily.” We better get her reaction to Boggy as soon as she’s back.

Kristen brings up the concept of patenting a god which is wild. We also get an answer to the question I had last week about Tracker’s cleric status–she still is a cleric of the moon goddess. The moon goddess is just chill with her followers not being exclusive.

Fabian sans Riz is a hilarious mess. For anyone who likes them together as friends and/or romantically there was a lot of Content. Fabian being like, “Idk about Fig but something is def wrong with the Ball because he always answers on the first ring when I call him.” Him canonically forgetting that he has a name other than The Ball (that’s the name in his phone, obv). And, the coup de grace, him investigating RIz’s office, but only for signs of his name. Him trying to Investigate like Riz, rolling a nat 1, and literally eating glass (“I thought I could taste fingerprints!”).

“Coffee’s ordered, is the Ball dead?”

Adaine as everyone is clowning on Fabian for possibly making out with the Hangman: The Hangman is much more human than my bitch sister.

Nightmare Riz, who they still think is actual Riz at this point, pops out of the mirror and Fabian and Adaine’s reactions respectively are, “You can’t do these things!” and, “It’s like 60% of our grade.”

The idea of Gorgug going from a terrified scream into a barbarian rage scream is very funny. Where are the animatics people?

Oh, speaking of people, Fantasy High was trending on tumblr the morning after this stream. Nice job, guys!

The talk that Gorgug’s parents give him about all dreams being significant is something I always say in movies/books/shows like this. You have protagonists who *know* they live in a magic world and they have weird dreams and it’s not until 2/3rds of the way into the story that they’re like, “Wait. My dreams…mean something?” Bitch, what?

Gorgug’s initial coffee order is Hot Chocolate with a shot of decaf.

Everyone is very chill with Tracker coming onto the quest. Adaine just has one rule: No sex in the tent while they’re also in the tent. Kristen asks like she’s offended Adaine would feel the need to say that but like…come on.

At first, I thought the invisibility in the photo was similar to the non-Adaine bad kids not being able to see Nightmare Riz until she described him but they still couldn’t see the woman in the photo after Sklonda described her so not sure what was going on with the mirror.

I went back to the episode where Riz finds the photo of his dad (First Kisses and Last Words at around 1 hour, 27 mins in) and in that photo it’s of his dad and his mom. So either (1) it’s a different photo, (2) Brennan forgot/retconned something, or (3) something seriously screwy is going on. I will also note two observations here. Sklonda mentioned that Kalina doesn’t drink but was holding up her hand in a toast like she was drinking in the photo. That seems too specific a detail to not mean anything. And the second thing is, last ep, we did learn about a servant of the Nightmare King called the Shadow Cat and Kalina (if that is her real name) is a tabaxi so that’s something to think about.

With all the complicated coffee orders flying around, Adaine just changes hers to a black coffee to try and make Gilear’s life a little easier (her original order was a Peppermint Mocha–sans the threat of violence to Gilear Fabian was offering). I do really love that Adaine seems genuinely concerned about the guy. SOMEONE should be. And it’s consistent with her characterization of just being generally well mannered and empathetic.

Kristen getting the banishment on Nightmare Riz is something she did after Ally asked for it and Brennan was like, “lol, sure on a 19 or 20.” Boom. Rolled a 19. Just like in the prom fight. So the lesson here folks is don’t give your players a conditional yes and then expect the dice to bail you out.

Kristen’s existential crisis is so crazy to me because she’s having, like, a prototypical Crisis of Faith™ (and pretty realistically) except, unlike in real life, she has certain knowledge about the existence of gods, life after death, and the means to communicate with those deities in the present day like…I feel like you’re crisis-ing wrong, girl. She’s crisis-ing like she just deconverted from Christianity when I feel like what actually happened is closer to, like, quitting a sorority or realizing you hate your major or changing political parties.

the nature of humanity is just that every so often someone accidentally invents homestuck helioism again

Ragh had a dream matching up with Gorgug’s (but he didn’t realize it was Gorgug in his dream) which means something and I’m sure we’ll figure out what soon enough.

The Fabian eating glass scene is another one where you truly need to see it to understand how great it is. Lou is equally game to have Fabian be the coolest person who ever lived or a huge baby and Fabian running away crying because he has glass shards in his tongue is incredible. Hilariously, he runs into Ragh in the food court who has also eaten glass in the past (“Glass is literally invisible.”) and they bro bond over it so hard (“That’s my boy!”) that Tracker and Kristen are like…are they a thing?

The other crazy scene is the gang passing around the phone trying to convince the hotel receptionist to give them info about Fig. Kristen comes up with the name Teddy Guyger (and Zac and I at the same time are like, “Did you get the name Teddy because you have a teddy bear in your inventory rn?”). Fabian tries to drop his dad’s name. Their first move for some reason isn’t to give the phone to Gorgug who is also a part of the band. Adaine just hangs up the phone like Peppa Pig. Exquisite comic timing.

“I cast bane on Gilear.”

I love the running joke of Adaine having visions throughout the day of her friends in the process of doing dumb BS.

Nightmare Riz going after Fabian’s good eye was big gross. Thanks Brennan, I hate it.

I wonder if what’s going on with Fig is completely different than what’s going on with Riz. Just because they’re gone for the same reason irl, doesn’t mean they’re gone for the same reason in game. Nightmare Fig could be a fun fight though.

As someone whose fave thing in D&D is not combat, I thought the fight in this episode was great. Interesting concept, good chance for in-character reactions, not too long .

Ragh upon meeting Tracker: Check it out: I’m gay. (Tracker: Tight.)

Fabian, who has known Cathilda his entire life: Do maids dream?

In this ep, Kristen and Adaine rolled 2 nat 20s each (Kristen rolled one for initiative also but it was lowered by her modifier), and Gorgug and Fabian each rolled 1. Fabian also rolled a nat 1 (which, again, led to him Eating Glass).

#fantasy high #fantasy high spoilers #dimension 20 #dimension 20 spoilers #report card #the report card

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spaceorphan18 · 5 years

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SO Watches Friends 1x01-1x03

Apparently, it’s been 25 years since Friends aired - and I’m seeing all these articles on it, how it was the greatest ever, how it sucked, how apparently the youngins are discovering it on Netflix.

So - I felt like, what they hey, I haven’t seen it in years, and I need to watch something while I have meals, so let’s see how well this show holds up.

Pilot - The One Where Monica Gets a Roommate (because how else is she going to pay for that apartment.)

It’s funny to me that this was the hot new show of the time. Because these people are... incredibly boring. The beginning montage is them sitting in a cafe talking about random boring things for what appears to be hours, then they go home and watch TV. This seems to be what they do on the weekend. I mean, I realize in the early 90s there wasn’t /that/ much to do - but still, they live in NYC, and most of the stuff they do on this show will be sitting around doing nothing.

So, let’s break down these characters, shall we?

Rachel - It’s her wedding day, but she skips out on her wedding because she didn’t love her fiance. I think this is supposed to be funny? While I do think, in general, all of the characters are more relatable (and nicer) than in later in the series, she’s such a weird amalgamation of what the writers (or network?) thought would be relatable? I mean - she’s kind of dumb, and rich enough that money isn’t a problem, and her family values are set back in the 50s - hence her getting married so her husband can support her instead of her father.

I get where the character is coming from - but while it might have been more of a progressive stance at the time -- it seems like a relic now.

Monica - Who is the most together one of them at the moment. I like early Monica, tbh, who appears intelligent (for the most part). They’ll later take her quirks and make her a neurotic nutjob - but I can appreciate her mature nature right now.

She goes on a date with Paul the Wine Guy - and again, it shows just how boring these guys’ lives are that they’re standing around her apartment with nothing better to do than to cheer her on about her date. Is this what people in ther 20s did in the early 90s? I was much too young to know. Anyway - Paul the Wine Guy is an asshate who uses lines to get Monica into bed. The network thought this would make Monica sleezy. I’m so glad times have changed enough that we can look back and be glad we can see that it’s really Paul the Wine Guy who’s sleezy, and that there are faster ways to figure out if a guy is a creep or not.

Phoebe - Phoebe has absolutely nothing to do in the pilot other than be there and be weird. I much appreciate it - because this show would be utterly boring and devoid of any quirky elements if she wasn’t there. Also - Lisa Kudrow sells the comedy while most of the rest of them (minus Matthew Perry) seem to be just reading the script.

Joey - I have no idea what Matt LeBlanc is trying to do here. Is he doing a NYC Italian accent? Is he trying out for a part? He’s kind of the most cringy during the Pilot but at least that’ll go away quickly.

I don’t have a whole lot to say about Joey, he and Chandler are like two halves of the same character at the beginning, both with little development. But - funny enough, maybe it’s age, I found myself agreeing with Joey during the whole dishing out life advice thing to Ross -- there’s no such thing as soul mates or destiny, get out there and live life :P

Chandler - Like Phoebe he doesn’t have much to do other than make quips. Granted - he did have some of the best, genuinely funny lines of the episode. Matthew Perry’s comedic chops as well - and it’s a shame there is much Phoebe and Chandler stuff on the show.

Anyway, the writers originally toyed with making Chandler gay, which I find a shame, I think that would have worked so well. And added some diversity to this really, really non-diverse cast. I completely understand why this makes lists of ‘Things Straight, White, and Loosely Christian People Like’. 25 years later, it’s incredibly glaring. Even Saved by the Bell, which was ending its run at the time, managed to be more diverse.

Ross - I’m curious as to when Ross becomes that one Friend whom everyone hates. He’s recently divorced (from a woman who figured out she was a lesbian) and being really mopey about it (which, you know, is understandable). I don’t particularly like or dislike Ross at the moment.

I will say the whole Ross and Rachel thing is telegraphed from a mile here, and it’s weird that they’re going to drag this romance out for an entire season and a half when he literally asks her out at the end of the episode, and she says yes. Why, why, why is this going to be dragged out so much. (I know the reason - sweeps week - but still.)

Is the episode entertaining? Eh. It still has a lot of the trappings of an 80s sitcom - the annoying laugh track, the forced jokes, the surface level stories - only it’s new and hip because 20-somethings had never had a show to themselves without an older mentor around. At the same time, there isn’t anything that remarkable about any of these 20-somethings, which may or may not have been the point. I suppose we’ll see.

The One With the Sonogram (of Ross’s baby that he’s having with this lesbian ex-wife) at the End

This episode is merely a continuation of all the threads set up in the pilot. You can tell Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe aren’t developed yet, as they really don’t do anything other than crack one-liners at opportune times. I shouldn’t complain that these characters just don’t feel like they’re getting enough time together as a group (because obviously, there are a ton more episodes to go where they are) but I feel like they’re spending too much time in individual plot lines that aren’t that interesting.

Plot A) Ross finds out that his ex-wife (who’s a lesbian) is having his baby (because apparently they did it one more time after she left him? Idk), and he’s not doing so well with that. Idk - I don’t hate this plot line. For being the early 90s, the show is treating being gay with much more respect than pretty much everything before that (even if the idea of lesbians is treated as a joke rather than a serious thing people are). At least the gay stuff isn’t villainized.

Plot B) Rachel gives back the ring to her ex-fiance, whom she finds out was fooling around with her maid of honor. This is the first time we meet Barry, and everything about him screams douchebag. There’s nothing remotely interesting here, and it almost feels obligatory for Rachel’s story. Also - I find it ridiculous that he and Rachel would be having private conversations with a (child) patient there.

Plot C) We meet Monica and Ross’s controlling and judgmental parents who prefer Ross to Monica. While Elliot Gould and Christina Pickles are both fantastic actors - I cannot with the amount of judgy-ness that spews forth, and really can’t wait for them to be the quirkier people they eventually become.

Oh- and I forgot, this show decided for the beginning of season 1 to have these philosophical discussions about the differences between men and women, and I feel like this episode is supposed to loosely tie into that and I kind of roll my eyes and am like -- just be the situational comedy that you’re meant to be.

Is this episode any good? Eh, not really. There are some funnier moments in an otherwise bland and obligatory story.

The One With the Thumb (in a can that Phoebe almost drinks)

This episode is so boring that it’s almost tedious to get through all 22 minutes of it. Here we go!

Plot A) Monica dates a guy named Alan that everyone likes but she doesn’t and she finds it hard to break up with him.

I get what the writers were going with here - that she’d have to tell her friends that they need to ‘break up’ with Alan, despite them all really liking him. Idk - I don’t think the whole schtick is that funny, and feels pointless when we barely get to meet Alan himself.

I do have to note that Monica talks with one of her coworkers - who is the first PoC on the show, a black woman. But we’re never going to see her again, so...?

Plot B) Chandler starts smoking again - and we get a PSA plot line about the dangers of smoking. Friends is rarely going to be a preachy show, and it’s super weird when it is. It’s especially weird that it’s centered around smoking because -- who cares?

Plot C) Phoebe accidentally has good things happen to her. It’s almost like a running joke more than a plot line that ends with her ending up with a thumb in a can that nets her $7000. It’s... just a really dumb sitcom plot line. But, hey, we learn that Phoebe hangs out with homeless people. And, the episode gets a point for tying all three plot lines together at the end.

So... I’ll probably do these three or four at a time. And the first three? Eh, not great. It’s fascinating that this show became such a hit right off the bat - because there’s not anything uniquely interesting about any of these characters yet. And the plot lines are all so generic and/or dumb that there’s little to latch on to.

We’ll see how this goes.

#friends #so watches friends

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holographic-chogi · 5 years

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Protector pt.3/23

Author: holographic-chogi

Pairing: fem!reader x stray kids

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: swearing, animal death, blood

A/N: Regular upload schedule? Don’t know her. Anyway, there’s some cool stuff coming up I’m hyped y’all. Also, I was thinking of making this into a universe that a bunch of different series could stem from, from other groups and such. Lemme know what you think, open to seeing action from other groups in this world?

Summary: a virus has wiped out most of humanity, and society has collapsed. People survive in groups where they live in constant fear and a struggle to survive. Women were the primary victim of the virus, leaving few behind. You are one of the few, kept in secret since the beginning. However, you’ve just been caught.

Masterlist

You were currently sat at the long couch beside Chan, the others had been shooed out earlier. He had just told you the major details of their group. Basically, from what you gathered, they were one of many groups affiliated with JYP. They didn’t wear the symbols anywhere because they often were sent on raids by the higher-ups that required anonymity. A few people from the group would head out everyday for minor errands while everyone else stayed back to maintain the farm. It was funny, they weren’t actually the combative group you had originally thought. According to Chan, the raid from last night at the prison was Felix’s first in months.

Chan shifted forward, interrupting your thoughts. “You’re a guest, so you really don’t have to do any work around here.”

You quickly shook your head. “No, I insist. It’s already so much for you to let me stay here, let me repay you a bit.”

He bit his lip, seemingly in thought, “We’ll see. I appreciate it though”. He stood up and brushed his pants before continuing. “In the meantime, I have to leave for a errand with a few of the others. If you’re bored at all, maybe go introduce yourself to everyone. Changbin and Woojin should be alternating day-guarding about now—” He paused to count the others on his fingers, “Felix will either be tending the crops or the animals. Seungmin and Minho will be asleep for awhile since they’re on 2nd watch, but they should pop up in a few hours. Hyunjin should be out in the woods hunting pretty much all day today but you might see him cleaning a catch out back. Jisung and Jeongin will be with me but you can meet them later—”

You lock eyes. Chan blushes a bit, realizing that he had been rambling. You smile up at him, hopefully making him feel less embarrassed before answering, “Today, I’ll stick with meeting everyone but tomorrow I expect to be put to work.”

He chuckles. “Again, we’ll see.”

You like this, having a calm and happy conversation with Chan. All he’s seen you do before this is cry and panic, and frankly, it was embarrassing. You look down before murmuring, “Sorry I’ve been crying so much. I promise I’m not usually like this.”

His gaze softened and kneeled down to eye level, “Don’t apologize, you’ve been through a lot lately”. From the corner of your eye you saw him hover a hand over your own, which were currently clasped in your lap. Suddenly, he looked flustered and began to pull it away, but you quickly grabbed it and held it in yours, looking him in the eyes in hopes of fully showing your sincerity.

“Thank you so much Chan, really.”

His face went red. He cleared his throat and quickly pulled his hand away. “Yeah n-no problem”. You smiled, his shyness was pretty adorable everytime it popped up. He was the serious, responsible leader one moment, and a stuttering, blushy mess the next.

Chan had been gone for about an hour before you finally went outside. You were determined to meet everyone, since it was the only task you were given for the day. It wasn’t much, but honestly, you’d take what you could get. You stood on the porch, shielding your eyes from the sun as you scanned the area. In front of the farmhouse stood an expanse of grass, stretching about two hundred feet until it hit the fence. There was the water pump you saw earlier, and a bit farther to the right there was a fenced in chicken coop. It must’ve been too far to see from the window. Little hens of different colors were all hurrying to the front of the coop, seemingly excited by something. Out of curiosity, you made your way closer. Looking around the corner, you saw Felix crouched down; offering a large handful of feed to the excited chickens. You watched them eat for a moment before clearing your throat.

His gaze popped up to you and a large smile stretched across his face. “Y/N!” He tossed the chicken feed to the ground and jumped to his feet, taking several steps closer. “Did everything go alright with Chan?”

A small smile spread to your face before you nodded. Funny, his smile was so contagious. “I wanted to help work, to start paying you guys back, but it didn’t fly.”

Felix crossed his arms with a fake look of sternness. “Good thing too. You aren’t doing any work around here if I have anything to do with it.”

You mimicked his crossed arms, “Well I hate being a mooch. I don’t want to be a burden.”

Something flashed in Felix’s eyes and he stepped forward, placing a hand on your forearm. “You aren’t a burden”. He paused, and looked at the hand on your forearm before quickly withdrawing it. He looked ashamed. “I-I’m sorry.”

You looked at him, confused. “For what?”

He wrapped his arms back around himself, this time not as a joke. “Changbin said I should keep my hands to myself. I’m sorry if I’ve been overstepping, it’s just been awhile since I’ve really interacted with a girl and uh…” he paused, “I forgot that I shouldn’t really do that.”

You reach out, taking his hands in yours. Second time you’ve been in this situation today, but this time you were doing the comforting. “Don’t listen to Changbin, he clearly doesn’t know how to treat me either. You been nothing but sweet since I’ve been here and I don’t think you’ve overstepped at all.” You chuckle, “Besides, I’m touchy too, so I get it.”

Felix’s sunny smile reappeared and before you had time to think, you were engulfed in a hug. You froze, certainly not expecting this. You felt his grip on you falter, and you quickly reciprocated, hugging him too. He moved his chin, almost nuzzling into your neck. “Good, because I didn’t want to stop touching you.”

It was your turn to blush now. You could feel the heat growing in your cheeks at his words and quite frankly, it wasn’t something you’ve experienced in a long while. You slipped from his hold, holding him at arm’s length, smiling. You really hope that the blush on your face wasn’t too visible. “Let’s hang out more later, I should go do my introductions.”

He nodded giddily, “Later then!”

You made your way over to the lookout perches, opting to move past Changbin’s perch and head over to Woojin’s. It wasn’t too rude to skip Changbin. After all, you did already meet. You stood beside the ladder, observing the structure. Woojin’s perch was a little higher than the fence with short walls on the side. Probably good for if he needed to take cover. There was a slim connector between the two perches in case they needed to get from one to the other. Woojin was currently sat in a chair with his feet propped up on the front wall, book in hand. Changbin was laser-focused on the surrounding area, rifle ready in hand. He must be on shift. You looked up towards Woojin and called out, “Good morning!”

Woojin turned around in his chair, setting his book down and looking over the edge. “Hey! Come on up!”

He wore a teddy bear-like grin on his face, quite possibly the least intimidating person you’ve met at this place. You scrambled up the ladder and climbed into the perch. It was pretty wide: with a chair, a stack of books, a few folded blankets, some random bags of chips (and wrappers), a rifle leaning against the wall, a pistol by the chair and machete carelessly tossed in the corner. You wondered if Changbin’s perch was this messy.

“Pretty cluttered, I know.”

You looked up at Woojin, who was currently leaned back in the chair eating a bag of chips. “It’s really not bad,” you lied. “Thanks for inviting me up here, I just wanted to introduce myself. You’re Woojin, right? Chan said you’d be up here about now.”

“Yep, I’m Woojin. It’s nice to meet you.” He reached a hand out, “Y/N, right?”

You smiled politely, “Yup, Y/N.” You shook his hand, before glancing over at Changbin.

You heard Woojin chuckle behind you, “Don’t expect a warm welcome from him. He’s kinda been a dick lately.” He moved next to you to face Changbin, resting his arms on the perch wall. “Did you do something to piss him off?”

You shook your head, “Literally nothing. I haven’t really even talked to him.”

“That doesn’t seem too out of character for him. Usually it takes him a minute to warm up to people.” He paused, “But he seems especially hostile with you. It’s weird.”

“Maybe because I’m a girl?”

“Don’t think so. I’ve seen him around girls before at other groups, he’s never this bad. He’s usually just uninterested. This time he seems adamantly against you.”

Changbin let out his signature annoyed huff before setting his gun down and turning towards the two of you. “Will the two of you please shut up? Save the analysis for when I don’t have to sit and listen to it.”

Your face went red and Woojin laughed before turning back around.

Changbin moved his gaze from Woojin to you, narrowing his eyes. “What are you still staring at?”

You whirled around, and you heard Changin readjust his gun, going back to keeping watch. What the hell was his problem? He is such an asshole. And why didn’t you turn around when Woojin did? Despite his pissy behavior, you couldn’t help but stare. Ugh. Gotta change that.

Woojin patted you on the back, “Give him time, Y/N. He’ll come around.

You smiled up at him. You sure hope so.

After chatting with Woojin for awhile, you ended up crawling back down the ladder, ready to meet the next person. You figured maybe you’d check the back first before heading inside, maybe Hyunjin would be there, cleaning a catch.

On your way to the back, you passed what you assumed were stables, and you definitely heard movement from within. You made a mental note to check it out later and kept going. Once you got to the back, you saw a large workstation connected to the back of the house. It was probably for something like carpentry or crafts before, but now it was covered in blood stains with several animal pelts draped across the surface. This was probably where Hyunjin cut and cleaned his kills. Speaking of which, no Hyunjin in site.

Just as you began to leave, you heard the sound of a trash can tumbling over, and you quickly snapped your head back to see what caused the racket. A large metal trash can filled with bones and inedible bits of meat had been knocked over, it’s contents spilled onto the grass. The culprit was large, wiry dog, who was currently gorging himself on the mess. Must be their dog. You slowly stepped forward and kneeled down, offering your palm to the beast. You probably shouldn’t let him eat any of that. “Hey buddy, over here.”

The dog whipped his head towards you, a murderous snarl on his blood-soaked lips.

Shit! This was not their dog.

You stumbled backwards, and the dog lunged. You caught him by his shoulders, holding his snapping teeth at arms length. “Shit shit shit!” You squeezed your eyes shut, and you could feel the saliva from the snarling creature spray your face. You tried crying out, but his paws pressed so hard into your chest that you felt you couldn’t breath, and your arms were beginning to give out. You let out a choked cry, “S-s-someone, help m-me…”

Suddenly, you heard it let out a sharp squeal, and you felt a warm liquid spray onto your cheek. All of the pressure from the creature went away, and you tossed it to your side. You heard hurried footsteps bounding towards you, and you just stayed there, eyes squeezed shut and trembling. After a few moments, you felt two hands on your forearms, and you’re pulled to your feet. You finally open your eyes, and you’re greeted by the face of another young man, this one almost ethereal in appearance.

He scans you up and down intensely, “Are you okay?”

You blink once, eyes wide with fear. “I-I’m alright.”

His eyes widen when they reach your clavicle, “No, you aren’t. You need that stitched up.”

You hesitantly move your eyes from his, looking down. There was a pretty serious gash just below your collarbone, from which blood was currently pooling out and soaking your sweatshirt. You only just began to recognize the searing sting that pulsed from it, and reflexibly moved your hand to cover it.

The young man quickly grabbed your hand before you reached the wound. “Don’t touch it. It could already get infected from the dog, we can’t risk anymore.” He kept his grip on you, and began to pull you towards the house, but you simply fell to the ground. The encounter had taken all of the strength from your (already weak from disuse) limbs, and you certainly couldn’t walk.

He wordlessly walked behind you and scooped you up, holding you in his arms as he carried you towards the house. “Let’s get you inside.”

#stray kids #skz #stray kids fanfiction #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #protector #stray kids apocalypse au

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def-jaybnowhr · 6 years

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Just GOT7 Things: Part 2

I know I’m still forgetting things, but listen: it’s not my fault they’re all outrageously outrageous. I’m sure I’ll think of more and there will be a part three. rip.

Part 1

Jackson Wang Things:

- forgot he was in a dress and bent over - Jackson! With! Kids! - won’t let his production team live (”we have food today so they couldn’t afford drinks”) - will date anyone if they like each other (after his contract is up, of course) - “are you from China?” “yes” “are you sure?” “...YES” - breaks the ASC set - once threw his fancy watch in the dirt because Jinyoung gave him one as a gift - curses a Lot - “why are you so daddy” - So Thankful to his mom for raising him as best she could (he cried, I cried) - can actually be serious when he wants to be - which is a rare occasion - Cutoff Tees - Remember The One-Sleeve Look? Iconic. - shouldn’t fall asleep while getting a haircut

Park Jinyoung Things:

- would betray the members for one (1) corn chip - wants to kill the members (except JB) 98% of the time (especially Yugyeom) - you ever heard of Big Dick Energy? (see The King performance) - always watching, always judging - pretends he’s normal - does a lot of weird shit - will probably have a giant flower garden at some point - high notes - gets embarrassed performing old JJP songs - still having fun tho (I see you) - can pop his eyeball out of the socket - Pushups - definitely ripped under that dress shirt and cardigan - shy with fanboys (remember that ONE)

Mark Tuan Things:

- yelled at BamBam for wanting to give Youngjae cucumbers because “that’s mean” and “he could die!” - youtube, sns, youtube (but he’s already watched everything), sns (but he’s already seen everything), back to sleep - nicknamed “Little Cock” by his family because he was born in the year of the rooster (”Little Rooster” - don’t be nasty, ya nasties) - sporty boi - used to be hella tan before going to Korea because Cali beaches - Quiet™ - shady af - probably would trade the whole group for a good meal or a vacation, tbh - he’s either annoying WITH yugbam or being annoyed BY yugbam - loves his members highkey - clingy - he’s just a smol

Kim Yugyeom Things:

- “wow, so ah-mazing” - close friends with Jungkook (BTS) - the worst at bird noises - why are you acting like a dog, Yugyeom? - “majimakcheoreom” - will he ever stop yelling? probably not. - embarrasses himself but still does the embarrassing things - started reading more after hanging out with Jaebum and Jinyoung - TATTOOS - went bowling with Jungkook (who is a pro; Yugyeom probably lost) - filmed himself in the shower - cries when he gets pranked - which is a lot - probably cries during movies, too - he’s just a softy - “jJ pRoJeCt” - admitted he’s an idiot

BamBam Things:

- flirts with fans on twitter - met his idol, G-Dragon - said he wanted to give Youngjae cucumbers even tho he’s allergic - Moose™ - king of girl group dances - the sausage commercial pose (you know what I’m talking about) - the Best at bird noises - embarrasses himself - and everyone else - the best at the bottle toss game - the next BigBang (look out, Seungri, he’s coming for your brand) - does convulsing on the ground count as dancing? - dyed his hair white again (with purple/pink tints) because he wants me to die - was originally going to debut with Stray Kids - the thottiest thot - why does he always sound like a dying whale? - probably actually really smart - under all that meme - troll - you ever heard of Big Dick Energy? (see The King performance) - says his legs are useful because everyone uses chopstick (I hate him) - wants to work at a zoo - “do moose really walk in the street?” - called a giraffe by Jackson

Im Jaebum Things:

- says he doesn’t like certain foods and then proceeds to eat them - loves chicken more than life - always hurting himself - “and then . . . EAT” - according to the personality/compatibility test he took with Yoo Youngjae, he needs to be told when he does something well (which leads me to think he’s the one with the “good boy”/praise kink, let’s be honest here) - missing a whole ass tooth (and yes, it’s painful) - dork - sucks at rock, paper, scissors - the worst at the bottle toss game - taught the foreign members curse words - curses a lot - So Offended when Yugyeom accidentally called him without honorifics - reprimanded by his dad for flirting with fans - secondhand embarrassment is a part of his daily life - the Best eyebrows - cats over people - won’t show fans his room because he wants something to be private in his life (I get that, my guy) - pinned a fan against the wall once (wish it was me) (I would be super dead) - wants piercings (is trying to kill me) - said he doesn’t care what people think (same, I love) - Cooks™ - awkward - could probably kick ass if he wanted, but is a soft boi - looks hot in a dress - went on a date with Choi Youngjae and sang dirty songs - teases fans a lot (he’s a little shit) - watches over fans; saw a fan passing out at their show and didn’t stop until he got them help - a fuckin’ loser (in the best way) - keeps the group on task and focused (most of the time) - used to have anger issues, but chooses to talk about things these days - sees through pranks

Choi Youngjae Things:

- highkey allergic to cucumbers - “hello, my name is Youngjae” - you’re doing amazing, sweetie - laughs just like his sister (everyone was shook) - knows he can get away with anything - Humble™ - likes to hold the fans’ hands at fansigns - softest boi - once tried to get a heart back from a random family outside for like 15 minutes (he’s so cute) - gets offended when you say he’s not pure - Supreme - lives with his brother (does he also have the Laugh?) - and Coco, of course - his laugh makes the world go ‘round - “i don’t like it!” - tricked Jaebum into doing aegyon on Ask In A Box - tattoos - has literally never done anything bad ever - wants to be a husband who makes his wife laugh a lot - a baby

GOT7 Things:

- *whispers: jyp - spoiler7 - “do you miss us?” “no” - WASABIII~~~~~ - savage7 - literally all love the fans so much - Thots™ - LOUD - PIZZAAA~~~~ - interviewers typically say, “it’s tiring with GOT7″ - “ling ling ling ling” - basically admitted they don’t like Never Ever (written by JYP) - seriously, does anyone ever know what they’re doing? - AmeriThaiKong - adds “in bed” to every song title to make it dirty - Inappropriate™ - they. eat. so. loud. (it kills me) - always go to their disabled fans who can’t come to them - watch out for their fans at shows - can make anything sexual - hand out the cell phones thrown on stage to their owners - shouldn’t have sugar - take selcas with fans while performing - meme7 - always look out for each other - but also are all Rats™ - love In-N-Out - make a million versions of EVERY dance practice just to be memes - literally walked into a fancy restaurant and announced themselves (loudly) - but then signed autographs and took pictures with fans - knee dabs - “i’m out!”

#got7 #just got7 things #im jaebum #lim jaebeom #jb #defsoul #ars #choi youngjae #kyum #kim yugyeom #jackson wang #mark tuan #bambam #kunpimook bhuwakul #park jinyoung #why do i stan them #idk #stan talent stan got7

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winwiniswinning · 7 years

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Boyfriend! Johnny

So I haven’t posted any writing in a while oops

And I do have a scenario in the works (GOT7′s Jinyoung) but I’m having a brain freeze with it right now. Like I know what’s going to happen next but I don’t know how to put it into words. It’s complicated

I still wanted to post something so I’m gonna do these boyfriend! things maybe? I know a lot of writers do them but they’re fun to read

I was originally gonna try something new, like a babysitter! series but idk how it’d work lol

And I also wanna write for other groups too but I don’t know what to. Like I have lots of ideas for scenarios but I’m not sure if they’ll work out

Lol I’m a mess

Anyways, I’m sure y’all are so done with my talk so lets get started

So you met Johnny through an exchange program

Your university had a sister university in South Korea and you decided to take study there for the year

One of the classes you decided to take was photography cause you thought it’d be interesting and fun to do. Like a bit more lighthearted compared to other classes

When you get to class, you’re honestly just really nervous cause you don’t know how to interact with Korean people. You know that they’re just the same as other people, just they speak Korean but you just dunno

So you seat yourself close to the back where you’ve got a nice view of the front of the room and you’re not too far in the back but you’re not in the front as well. WHY DON’T I JUST SAY IT’S IN THE MIDDLE

Nobody approaches you and you’re just too worried about messing up when you speak Korean so you just listen to people’s convos and try to understand what they’re talking about

Cause damn do they talk fast

And Johnny comes walking in and you can just automatically feel his presence

Like the girls start to giggle and whisper to each other and the guys all come to greet him with fist bumps and pats on the back.

You just know he’s one of those guys that everyone loves

And he sits right next to you. You’re just shooketh like whatttttt

“Hey, I’m Johnny! Are you an exchange student here? I heard that we were getting some exchange students in this class that speak English.”

“Um, I... yeah.” You say sort of defeated cause dang you were gonna reply really fluently in Korean but you just forgot every word you’d learned.

“It’s fine, you can speak English with me if you’re more comfortable with that. I’m from America.”

And from then on, you and Johnny sort of just always chatted together. It turned out you guys also have a few other classes together

You’re really happy that you got to know him cause he really helps you with your Korean when you have trouble remembering grammar rules and stuff

After a few months, you guys are really tight

Like #friendshipgoals

Everyone thinks y’all are dating cause you hang out a ton and Johnny likes to make fun of your height difference by resting his arm on your head or just casually slinging his arm on your shoulders

Honestly, you’ve kind of gotten a crush on Johnny. He’s so funny, cute, and nice to everyone that you totally understand why all the guys and girls talk about him

But you try to not think too much about your crush on him cause you’re positive that he only sees you as a super close friend, like #bros4life or something like that

After a long time, you really can’t stand your crush on Johnny anymore

I mean, damn, this dude is hot but innocent and all that... he’s like irresistible

So you’re about to blow from keeping your crush on him secret and you make the big mistake about ranting all about it to Doyoung

Who automatically tells everyone after you finish ranting

And everyone’s plotting how to get y’all together cause they know that Johnny also secretly has a thing for you

They’ve seen the way that he looks so much happier when he’s sitting next to you, or how he slings his arm around you so much more nowadays and laughs so hard when he teases you

And you’re just oblivious to Johnny’s subtle (like literally almost not there, he’s just upping the skinship level the smallest bit) flirting so they decide to give y’all a little helping hand.

One day, Doyoung slyly puts a note on your desk in one of your classes that you guys shared together that says, Can you meet me on the track at 1? - Johnny

Doyoung even freaking copied Johnny’s handwriting perfectly

And then Jaehyun did the same to Johnny, by copying your handwriting.

So the two of you are both confused as heck cause you’re close friends so why would you guys bother to set up a time and place to meet when you always see each other?

But you both meet on the track at 1 and you’re like,

“So, you had something to tell me?”

“No... You’re the one who asked for me to come to the track.”

“What.”

And all the guys were hiding behind a bush, watching you two but Yuta couldn’t take it so he legit jumps out of the bushes

Y’all shook

The guys are shook

Yuta is shook by himself

And by then everyone else is like, fuck it, these two are way too oblivious about each other’s feelings to confess

And in the end, the guys are all like “Y/N likes you Johnny!” and “Johnny likes you Y/N!”

“NOW GET TOGETHER.”

And after realizing that you both have feelings for each other, you just sort of become a couple.

Okay, that a super long intro... sorry ‘bout that

So your relationship with Johnny would be really fun

You guys would definitely do some crazy things that Johnny has always wanted to do

Like skydiving

Now that was one crazy adventure

He’d also love to run around in the rain with you

Just because it’s random and fun and exciting

After you guys play in the rain, he’ll run a hot bath with rose petals and rose oil and maybe some Epsom salt just for you

And you’ll always pull him into the bath with you because you feel bad cause you’re sure he’ll catch a cold if he waits outside on the couch with a flimsy little towel wrapped around his shoulders

And it’ll be a really chill bath time

You guys are totally find with seeing each other naked

Although it was slightly awkward the first time you guys did it

“Um.”

“Do you want to take off your clothes first and then get into the bath and then I’ll come in and take off my clothes or...”

“Um.”

But after a few times, it becomes natural for you two

Johnny loves asking you to scrub his back

And he’ll massage your shoulders, your neck, and whatever other tense muscles

It’s just a loving pamper time between the both of you

I think Johnny would be pretty big about skinship

You guys were already casual with skinship when you were friends anyways so he would get straight to holding hands with you

Honestly, he beamed when you made the move to hold hands instead of him for the first time

Backhugs would be a thing with you

Because of your size difference, he loves backhugs so he can rest his head on top of yours and trace circles on your hips lightly

And you’ll just lean back into him

PDA doesn’t go that far, only holding hands, backhugs, and pecks on the cheeks

He loves running his hands over your collarbone or tapping on your collarbone. For some reason, it calms him down.

When you guys are on the couch watching TV or YouTube, he loves to lie down on top of your legs

And you’ll run your fingers through his hair and give him some soothing face massages

You’ll rub circles in his temples and between his eyebrows

Johnny relaxes so much when he’s in your arms

It’s like you just suck all the stress out of him

And if you have a book with you, you’ll read it out loud to him

But even if you don’t, you’ll make up a story or talk about some moments from your past upon his request

If you guys are on the couch and you aren’t in the position mentioned above, then you’re probably cuddling.

Johnny’s couch cuddles with you are usually spooning

He’ll start by gently wrapping his arms around you before totally flopping the both of you on your sides so you’re both in a really comfortable cuddling position

Maybe kiss your ear a bit (he loves to kiss your ear)

And whisper weird puns in your ear

Sometimes tickle fights start

Just saying, you always win

When you’re really stressed out or crying, Johnny peppers your face with light gentle kisses to make you laugh

He’ll just cup your face in his hands and kiss everywhere

As I said before, your PDA really only includes backhugs, cheek kisses, and hand holding but when you two are alone, Johnny tends to like making out with you

He’ll start slowly and passionate, where you can really feel his love for you seeping out of his lips... lmao that sounds weird but you get it, right?

If you guys are feeling it, he’ll turn it up a notch and start getting a bit aggressive and fast, which can lead to a bit of.. well ya know (I’m still smol)

Johnny is definitely a very proud boyfriend and loves to show you off since you can come off as a little shy in certain situations

“Isn’t Y/N so great?”

“If you’re already this impressed then you’ll probably faint later cause she isn’t even showing you all that she’s got. My girl is a special one for sure!”

“Johnny, stop you’re embarrassing me.”

“You don’t need to feel embarrassed! You’re amazing.”

Followed by him ruffling your hair

Whenever you start to doubt yourself, whether it’s about your looks, your capability to do things, or just yourself in general, Johnny is always right in your corner

“You know Y/N, you’re so headstrong and that’s one of the reasons I love you so much. You’re absolutely capable of doing whatever you set your mind on and you should never forget that. I don’t care what other people think about you, because they don’t know you the same as I do. I know that you have one of the biggest hearts in the world, and in my eyes, you’re more beautiful than any of those photo shopped pictures of models, actors, and singers. You need to stop comparing yourself to others and see yourself in the same light that I see you in. Because Y/N, you spread so much light where ever you go and to me, you’re an absolute blessing.”

Damn, those are the words that I honestly wanna tell everyone... And the words that I want to believe but my low self confidence is like, naaaaa

Okay I’m actually feeling so emotional now from writing that paragraph

I need to get back onto the road of happy fluffy things

Like Johnny getting jellyyyy

I’m gonna warn you, Johnny will do a 180 from his usual playful self when he’s jealous

He’ll act overprotective and you’ll notice that he makes his posture better to look taller. As if he needs to look taller, the guy is a freaking tree or something.

When he notices someone hitting on you, he’ll act casual about it for a bit, just to see if the person will understand that you’re not interested in them.

If they’re still trying to get your attention, Johnny will protectively slide his arm around your waist and pull you roughly against him. Sometimes to the point where you end up stumbling into his chest.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Y/N’s more interested in me than you.”

And he’ll lowkey give them a death glare before stalking off with you

“Johnny, don’t be so mean!” *smack on his chest*

“They were trying to hit on you, I was just being a man!”

“Ugh, whatever.”

“You know I love you right?” *peck on cheek*

“Yesssss.” *hug*

When Johnny gets upset about something, he’ll tend to stick to himself and you’ll have to let him spend some alone time to think

You’ll know that he wants some comfort from you if he comes out of his room

He’ll probably want you to hold his hands in yours and look him in the eye and say that everything is fine

And when the two of you get in a fight, Johnny will be a bit stubborn about saying sorry

So he might give you the cold shoulder for bit but he’ll end up running back to you with a bouquet of flowers and a handwritten letter (if it was a big argument) or he’ll buy you your favorite food/candy (if it was a smaller argument)

Johnny would be big on calling you pet names

Not stuff like honey, sweetie, or stuff

But things like my queen (he once said that you reigned over his heart so princess wasn’t right), baby girl, my love (more when he’s teasing you)

For example: “Hellooooo mah love” or “Hey y’all, look! It’s my love!” *runs to you with his arms flailing everywhere* “MY LOVE!” *you run away cause he’s a total embarrassment”

But basically you guys have a total fluffy relationship and he’s the most supportive person ever. He genuinely loves you and is always reminding you that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened in his life

Okay I gotta stop before I add Johnny on my could be bias list and make it even longer.

Yes I have that sort of list

Cause I’m hopeless and can’t figure out which member is my bias

#nctwriters #winwiniswinning #johnny #bullet point #boyfriend!johnny #nct #nct 127 #doyoung #taeil #taeyong #mark #ten #haechan #jaehyun #yuta #winwin

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GoT Thots of The Week - Season 7 / Episode 1

It took me a while to get this together cause I wanted to do something a little extra special for my thots this time around, but, just like Dany returning to The Seven Kingdoms to snatch a bitch off her throne, GoT and my ridiculous ramblings have finally made their triumphant return! As always, SPOILERS BELOW! (Although, episode 2 just aired yesterday, so if you haven't seen the premiere of Season 7 yet, well... that's on you, boo <3)

- ARYYYAAAAAAA! MY BABYYYYYY! SLAYYYYYYYY!

- Season 7 is already starting off in the best way possible: my baby girl committing mass murder with zero emotion and zero fucks given. As awesome as the scene was, it somehow doesn’t quite hold the equal yet opposite shock value that The Red Wedding originally had on both paper and screen. I mean, maybe it’s just because at this point, mass homicide is has become an expected party trick on the show? It’s like when a queen does a death drop or split during a lip sync for their life. Like, gurl, it’s great that you can do it, but you did that last time you had to save yourself in the bottom two.

- Also, I think it’s rather obvious that the show runners are using Arya’s doppelgänger device to quickly eliminate all the insignificant players in the story. Especially when you consider that in the books it is Lady Stoneheart who goes on a personal crusade of vengeance, hanging any and every Frey she can find. I’m still VERY butt hurt about the exclusion of Lady Stoneheart, by the way.

- Fucking Lyanna Mormont is a Westerosi treasure and I will never EVER get tired of her shutting down and throwing shade at a group of grown ass men. Like, Lyanna Mormont for Queen of The North Season 7 2017 plz and thx.

- OKAY CERSEI IS JUST FUCKING CRAZY. I’d say she’s gonna be an easy challenge for Dany, but if there’s anything I’ve learned about Cersei, it’s that her pettiness and utter disregard for politics make her an unpredictable wild card. Like, I love her, but I also hater her, and someone needs to kill her soon please. Still, I’d be very interested to see what happens if she ever came face to face with The Night King.

- Wow, Sansa really has ZERO chill anymore. Winter may have come, but this ginger is burning hotter than Dany’s hooha when she birthed them baby dragons. Understandably so though, this girl has been through ENOUGH. Get your life back, gurl! Also, Petyr Baelish is hella annoying, and I honestly wish he would just go away. You’ll never hear me complain when Sansa spills all that piping hot tea all over his shriveled little finger.

- I’m guessing Eurotrash Greyjoy thinks he might be able to net Cersei one of Dany’s dragons. In the books, Euron has a horn called “Dragonbinder” that supposedly allows you to command any dragon that hears it. I’m REALLY hoping that this is not the case. Dany’s babies should never be touched by anyone else other than herself (and Jon Snow and Tyrion of course because they’re part Targaryen as well, obvi).

- Okay, as soon as I heard that voice and saw that ginger mane, I knew it was Ed Sheeran. Yay, Ed Sheeran! Also, the fuck is Ed Sheehan doing in this show!? I’ll admit, he does serve Westerosi peasant realness really well though… Still, ED SHEERAN!? Honestly though, I don’t’ care. It’s not a big deal that he’s in the show. Sure, it took me out for a second, but he’s only an itty-bitty ginger baby Lannister guard, and Arya is probably gonna shank him before the end of the season anyway. So like, why is the biggest controversy of the first episode his cameo?! Y’all need to calm down.

- MOTHER HAS ARRIVED! But why the fuck she still gotta climb all those damn stairs tho!? As if crossing The Narrow Sea wasn’t enough!? Like, I would’ve requested a dragon lyft straight to the throne room and sat my ass down because I would have been so over wasting time on travel and transport.

- Still, I do appreciate the time and attention they spent on Dany’s triumphant return to The Seven Kingdoms and her first steps on shore. This is literally one of the biggest moments we’ve been waiting for since season 1 - and for a lot of us, since the first book came out - and my heart was pounding the whole time. I mean, she really only walked around some rocks for a bit and said three words before the episode ended, but I was DYING through all of it.

- It’s also interesting, but cool, that we really haven’t seen the outside of Dragonstone, or its many rooms and halls, until now. It almost feels completely new in a way, and I can’t decide if the show runners were purposefully hiding its magnificence until Dany came back, or if it simply wasn’t in their budget in earlier seasons to fully design it all.

- Finally, can we all agree that none of us like Euron Greyjoy, his guy-liner, or his Iron Island eurotrash aesthetic?? Like, in the books I imagined him to be so much hotter because he was described as this imposing tall, dark, and handsome man with an eye patch and a penchant for walking around with his tentacle monster hanging out, but I see him in the show and I’m like, “Okay, crunchy moist Ewan McGregor… nobody likes you. Go drown yourself in The Narrow Sea. What is dead should stay the fuck dead.”

Other random thoughts:

- I’m so happy TorBrienne is still a ship that is sailing.

- That was quite possibly the most artful montage of literal shit I’ve ever seen. Well done. Also, please don’t do it ever again. EVER.

- How the fuck did Jorah Mormont end up in Oldtown? He better put some aloe on that rash or something.

- More importantly, why must Samwise Gamgee get more screen time than my beloved Dany?! He was LITERALLY doing shit half the time.

- Can we just get a Stark Children reunion already!? Like, Arya, please go the fuck home. Meera, drag Bran’s telepathic ass back to Winterfell. And, I honestly almost just forgot that Rickon died already. Nobody cared about him anyways. Oh well.

- Great to see The Hound actually caring about people he’s already fucked over, but I honestly can’t watch The Brotherhood Without Banners without shedding a tear for Lady Stoneheart.

#Game of Thrones #A Song of Ice and Fire #ASOIAF #Dany #Daenerys Targaryen #Drogon #fanart #Kyle Cabral #artists on tumblr

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The Sequel - 853

About Five

André Schürrle, Juan Mata, other Chelsea/BVB players, and random awesome OC’s (okay they’re less random now but they’re still pretty awesome)

original epic tale

all chapters of The Sequel

“Do you think she can handle this, or are we barreling toward a nuclear meltdown that ends her career and your family and everything?”

“I think if we all leave her mostly alone and let her find the things inside herself that got her here, she’ll be fine. If we all get crazy around her...mushroom cloud.”

“If that’s the best plan, everyone needs to know it. I can speak with the trainers. Someone needs to tell Juan Mata.”

“What do you know about Mata?”

“I know I purchased several pictures of him over the last weeks because your wife was in them and she was doing things with him that you wouldn’t want on the Internet.”

“Did she tell you?”

“No. She uses my office to book all of her travel. I know where she goes and who she goes with, and I know you know too because she wouldn’t go through us if she didn’t want you to know. I don’t care. Whatever you two want, it’s none of my business. Getting her to Tokyo and then making sure she’s happy there is my business. Keeping you happy is my business. Let’s be Frank.”

“I’d rather be André.”

“Okay be André. She would be a basketcase if she was doing what I think she’s doing and you didn’t know and condone.”

Does everyone know, André asked himself with frustration. He and his agent, shared with his wife, were watching her do a live morning TV talk show with her Olympic teammates in a tent alongside the jumping arena. They had a veritable press junket scheduled ahead of the Games, as if they were promoting a new film. Christina was okay with the first day of appearances. It was just the TV segment, a press conference, and an autograph signing, all in addition to the usual media work she’d be doing on the second day of jumping competition in Aachen. To André, she appeared to be trying to treat it all as regular business. She was calm, and relaxed, and mostly focused on her coffee and green juice. She smiled and laughed as appropriate during the interview but she didn’t get that glazed-over internal panic look, or let the media hype turn into native hype that would excite and distract her. Learning that yet another person was aware of the unconventional current boundaries of their relationship was a distraction to André though. He forgot about the Olympics and could think only of how embarrassing it was. It’s not like it’s happening behind my back, and it’s not like it was even her idea. She didn’t ask for this, he reminded himself consolingly. It was all my idea. But it works for us. We’re on a good trajectory. Why wouldn’t we do what makes us happy? I...would just prefer to keep it quiet.

“Looks like they’re giving them the wrap signal. Does she need to ride now or can I have her for a few minutes to sign some swag for the Instagram winners?” Tim interjected into the player’s introspection. There was a competition for Christina’s followers to guess the team for the Olympics- much to her chagrin, given that it all could have gone so very wrong. The first one to get it right was getting gifts from the Germany collection, from the Aachen souvenir tent, and from each of her sponsors. The next 9 who answered correctly were just getting one thing from that group of suppliers. Tim had large shopping bags full of caps, t-shirts, boot socks, and string backpacks. André briefly wondered how his wife was supposed to sign socks, and how the recipient would then use them without subsequently washing away the prized autograph.

“The class with Dirk is at 11-something so I would think she has time, but I don’t know. Ask her. I’m not the timekeeper. I thought that’s your job?”

“Why so irritable? Should I not have mentioned-“

“I’m not,” he bristled just as Christina was relieved of her wearable mic. She was looking at him with her “get me out of here” face.

“Okay. Sure. You’re not. Right.”

“I need food,” she announced when she arrived between the two men a second later, before the host of the TV show, the FN’s social media girl, or the horse show’s PR guy could get in front of her for parting words or invitations for further engagement. “Can we go get some toast or granola or something from the riders’ restaurant?” The handsome and blue eyed one among the two nodded emphatically at her.

“You watching the time?” he asked though, just to make sure she wouldn’t regret eating.

“There are almost 80 horses in the class and Dirk is in the 60’s. I have plenty of time,” the rider shrugged while checking her IWC. “My tummy hurts.”

“Can I get you to sign some things while you eat?” Tim inquired.

“Yeah, as long as they aren’t contracts to do more press.”

The trio of people she ducked on the set all had to get their word or two in before they could head to the free food to get something to settle Christina’s stomach. It wasn’t nerves stirring up trouble in there. It was just a lack of solid food, combined with caffeine and leafy greens. She ate toast and some cold cuts while affixing her signature to all the swag Tim was carting around and while they went over her schedule for the rest of the day. André heard a lot “yeah, okay” out loud and a lot of unspoken “can I just ride my horses”. He wasn’t sure if he should butt in and run interference for her- object to some of the commitments on her behalf so that she didn’t have to be the one saying no, or make up excuses for her so she could get out of them. He really did think the best thing for his girl was letting her dictate the coming weeks on her own terms, letting her set the level of excitement she wanted, and not pumping her full of encouraging rhetoric or showering her in advice for how to cope. Her inclusion in the Olympic team did feel like a family accomplishment, but the BVB man knew it was what Christina had in her heart and in her head that really got her to there, and he trusted that heart and that head to get up to and over the next hurdle. So he didn’t know if it was a good idea to try to “manage” her. By the end of her breakfast, Tim seemed to sense that he was pushing his luck with the promotion agenda. He knocked off one of the add-ons he was trying to make, and then made himself scarce.

“How cute is this dino-pony?” Christina smiled as she threw her leg over a napping Calvin and prepared to hug his very long neck. He looked extra enormous lying down because even with his head hung for a snooze, it was still visible over top of the stall guard in the doorway. His legs were wrapped in quilts and standing bandages, and they were tucked up to his body and covered in shavings. He opened his eyes for about 10 seconds and then went back to his nap, as if Christina were just a fly sitting on his back. A fly that gave aggressive hugs. “Remember when he was afraid of his own shadow? He’s mellowed in his old age.”

“Don’t call him old, Prinzessin. He’ll dump you on your butt in front of everybody for that,” André advised from outside the stall. Despite many years together, he still didn’t understand how she could be so comfortable with the animals. Climbing around on Calvin in a little stall, to him, was an invitation to get hurt. The Hanoverian stallion was infamous for his overreaction to even the most innocuous of stimuli, and generally regarded as the most clumsy, careless horse in Christina’s orbit. He had to keep bell boots on at all times because he was always stepping on himself, and Tom literally duct-taped his feet for competitions so that he wouldn’t rip his front shoes off with his back ones or hit rails with the bell boots. He smashed his head into the top of the opening for his Dutch door at home because a bird landed in the flower basket hanging from the overhang outside. He once got himself stuck against the wall in a temporary stall because he laid down too close to it to be able to get up again. Isandro once found him standing with his back legs in his water trough in his paddock, and the horse couldn’t figure out how to get out of it.

“Only Dirk does that. Calvasaurus Rex doesn’t have a vindictive bone in his enormous body, do ya, buddy?” Christina stretched up the horse’s neck to pat between his ears. His whole head lowered under her weight. She leaned down to kiss his neck, and then dismounted. Dangerous or not, there was no doubt she was a happier person in the stall than on the TV set, which was new. André thought she was usually just as comfortable in either situation, as long as she hadn’t just put in a 12-fault round or something. He always found it kind of attractive that she enjoyed being difficult for interviewers, and he loved the face she made when she tried very hard not to smirk about something on camera, and when she was deliberately silly or random, or glowing with happiness about a result. Her media persona was entertaining for him. The difference between off-camera wife and on-camera wife made him want to ask her if the schedule was really okay, or if she needed to change it, or vent about it, or something else.

“Chris, are you-“

“Can you tell I’m wearing a hot pink sports bra?” she asked, peeling off the lightweight team windbreaker she’d had on since her interview. It was getting warm out, and her show shirt had long sleeves too.

“Yes, but-“

“Oh well. You can’t see the Nike swoosh on it though, right?”

“No.”

“I don’t usually bring this one to shows but honestly the laundry situation at home is out of control.”

“Are you okay?” André reached for his girl’s shoulder just to get her attention. Honestly it’s not that weird that she’s trying to cuddle 17-plus-hand horses and rambling about her undergarments, but I feel like she’s hiding something, or deflecting, or...something, he thought, trying to catch her eye.

“Yeah, why?” Christina granted him the audience, and met his blues head-on, but hers were kind of squinty with suspicion.

“I don’t know. I just want to make sure you’re doing okay with all of this. You have to do media all the time but it’s different. Even the atmosphere here feels different. Are there more flags in here or is it just me?” The player pointed at the string of mini German flags hung like bunting on the front of the stalls across from hers.

“You just haven’t been to a Nations Cup in a while,” she chuckled. “It’s always like this, for the most part. Also, hello, we’re in Germany. Gotta go big for the home event, yeah?”

“Are you sure though? I’m trying- I don’t- I want to make sure I give you whatever you need right now, pretty girl,” he sighed back, frustrated with his inability to communicate his wishes. He kneaded at her shoulder too, bunching up the white shirt. “I don’t want to act like it’s no big deal and nothing special is happening if you want me to be extra encouraging and enthusiastic, and I don’t want to put you on edge or anything by talking about it too much. I’m trying to figure out how to be. I don’t want to get it wrong.”

“How about just be normal?” Rider offered footballer an amused little grin, and considered a wink but opted out because the delay from the indecision would have made it awkward, timing-wise. “I’m trying to be normal. This is a normal big horse show, just with extra media commitments and slightly different questions asked during them. I have riding to do, like for here, for this show. If all I do is think about the next event, I’ll fuck this one up. I really don’t want to embarrass myself in front of the home crowd. They fucking love these guys here,” Christina finished, gesturing at her horses. Calvin was still down, but Kimi and Cartagena were trying to reach each other for sniffs or kisses, and tested the limits to which their rubber stall guards could withstand their leaning on them. The two grays looked like digitally edited versions of each other. Kimi’s steel gray dapples were fading with age but he was still much darker than the Dutch horse, whose only remaining dapples were on his legs. Cartagena was only just slightly bigger too, and it was hard to tell that while they were in their stalls. Their kind, quiet eyes were very much the same. The one on the right could have been the same horse as the one on the left with a different Instagram filter.

“I’m trying to be normal too. I just want to make sure that normal is what you actually want, and need.”

“I think it is. I’ll let you know if I need something else?” Christina shrugged her free shoulder, and then Kyle strolled in with Julian. He was grooming for Stefanie for the week, which meant no one was riding the horses at home. That wasn’t ideal.

“The King of the Barn just got in a fight with a trash bin,” he reported flatly as he walked by to get to the warmblood’s stall.

“What do you mean?” His boss was alarmed. Dirk was the King of the Barn, and he was out for a pre-class walk with Tom.

“Something about it offended him. He kicked it to next Sunday.”

“A plastic trash bin or like a-“

“He’s fine, Chris,” Kyle assured. Christina could hear him roll his eyes. “He’s probably on the way back.”

“Okay. Anyway,” she continued, turning her focus back to the guy in her life meant to kick things clear across a calendar. Two other grooms came up from the same end of the aisle with horses. “For now, whatever. Let me go put this with my stuff and then we can go sit outside or something.” Her phone lit up in her hand just as she was using it to gesture toward the tack stall. It was Juan Face Time-ing her, and it was thus understood that she’d be in the fully draped space for a few minutes at least, rather than just a few seconds to put her jacket away.

André visited with some of the horses in the mean time. They ended up only having about 20 minutes to hang out together after that. Christina needed to walk the course, and then she had nearly an hour before she needed to actually ride it, but got wrangled into conversations with other riders around the schooling ring. Then she rode, then she helped Stefanie with her class, then she had to ride Calvin, and then there was an autograph session, and then Cartagena, and then another session, and some photoshooting with the team, and an interview, and schooling Kimi, and giving Stefanie a lesson on Dezzy, and essentially her schedule proceeded with relentless momentum for the entire day until the team dinner was over and she was able to drag herself from the shower into bed with the nice man who followed her around all day looking bored and somewhat lonely. He never complained, and he tried not to look so bored and lonely. It was back to Dortmund for him in the morning so he preferred being bored near her than preoccupied elsewhere, like in the VIP tent with Tim.

“Tell me your secrets, baby,” he implored her in a sarcastic homage to her prying at him to give up some hidden truth or thought weeks back. It was extra funny because she looked ready to sleep for three days, and couldn’t have been any less interested in a heart-to-heart or a sexy conversation that might lead somewhere.

“I keep having dreams about Sergi Roberto,” the rider muttered nonchalantly as she wriggled around to find a comfortable spot. The towel on her head seriously encumbered that quest.

“Yeah? What sort of dreams?”

“All sorts. Sometimes he’s my boyfriend and sometimes I’m watching him be his girlfriend’s boyfriend and just going, like, “awww!”. Sometimes he’s in a room full of puppies and I’m crying because of the adorableness.”

“Did you do something with puppies in Ibiza?” André questioned, confused. He knew his girl met the Spanish player on her quick trip to Spain. She and Juan had some people over on the boat for dinner, and then went to the dance club together.

“No but his girlfriend followed me on Instagram so I followed her back, and then I was looking at all of her pictures and there’s so many of him with dogs, and then I followed him too and looked at his pictures and there was even more dogs. He must really like dogs.”

“I see.”

“Don’t worry, boyfriend. You’re cute with dogs too.”

“I’m so relieved.”

“I’m so tired,” Christina yawned, effectively burrowing into his right armpit and making her towel his problem too.

“Speaking of Spanish guys, and in light of your affinity for them...”

“Oh I don’t like where this is going,” she laughed.

“I know you have enough on your plate right now, but can we talk about Juan for a moment?” This is such bad timing, André acknowledged to himself. He just wanted to make sure he got things off his chest instead of carrying them around. Yes, there was a big thing to take into consideration, but he and his girl had proved many times that trying to wait until there was nothing important going on was just untenable and dangerous. Juan had been blowing up her phone the entire team she was in the shower, and it irritated him and reminded him that he’d been trying not to think too much about his old teammate all day, and largely failing at it because each time he saw someone from Christina’s regular horse show crew he wondered if that person knew she was sleeping with Juan.

“Yes?” She was too tired to feel any impending doom.

“Tim figured out that...we have an arrangement. I guess he took care of that picture you got in France, and it sounds like some others maybe, and-“

“Really? He didn’t say anything.”

“I think he didn’t want to make an awkward thing. In any case, can you...be a little more careful? Be more mindful of how you are with him around people? It’s unpleasant for me because it looks bad, you know? When people make assumptions? I doubt anyone other than Tim is assuming I know about what you do with him. To everyone else it probably looks like something it isn’t. I don’t want to get to a situation where we either have to deny the obvious or try to explain the truth. Knowing Juan, I would think he more than anyone is afraid of that.”

“I don’t think he cares anymore,” the little curled up package beside the player posited flatly. “I think he thinks you and I assume people pay more attention than they really do, and I think he doesn’t care what they notice anyway. He’s the one who isn’t careful anymore. You know how him and Ander were trying to teach me how to do a bicycle kick jumping off the boat? Two times after I basically backflopped into the water, he swam over and held onto me and kissed my cheek too...lovingly, in front of everybody, and then his hands were in my skirt right in front of Ander-“

“Jesus, Chris. You couldn’t-“

“Not up my skirt! Not like that. Like down the back, on my butt, when we were dancing.”

“Have you told him to be more careful? Does he know we still care?” I don’t even know if I believe this blame shift, the stiffening Dortmund man thought. Juan is always aware of what people see. He is always perfect. He really values his privacy. And there is no way Chris doesn’t enjoy the attention. She loves that shit.

“Yes. I scolded him repeatedly.”

“Yeah, baby, when you “scold” someone it’s more like you’re flirting and asking them to keep doing it,” he groaned.

“No he knows I meant it! We had a whole talk about this weeks ago. He just doesn’t care. I wouldn’t worry about it though,” Christina sighed back. “It’s not like I’m going to see him for a while anyway.”

“You know I never really meant for this...arrangement, to be a permanent thing.” André tried to soften his voice but went a bit too far. He sounded hurt as he played with the narrow elastic of his wife’s bikini-style underwear. She was all snuggled up as close as could be, and her hip was an easy reach. The more they talked about her relationship with Juan, the more he wanted to get his hands on her, and hold onto her, and remind himself to whom she really “belonged”.

“Are you saying you want it to change?” She tried to sound soft and open too, but her voice rang scared, and alarmed. It certainly wasn’t what he hoped to hear.

“No. If you still need it to be like this, you still need it. It’s fine. But I didn’t think you’d still need...him. I thought once we were good again...it would just be me and you.”

“I have no idea who or what I need. I just know that whatever you and I are doing, and whatever he and I are doing, and whatever I’m doing with each and every one of my horses, is working really well right now, and I don’t want to change that. Not now, babe. Now is not the time to go experimenting. Unless you’re really unhappy with the status quo. I’d never make you stick with that if it isn’t okay anymore...” I mean that, the rider reiterated inside. I’m pretty sure I need Juanin, but I can’t put this one through that if he isn’t okay with it anymore. That would be the same as cheating, really. Never again.

“Relax.” Her partner exhaled long and loud through his nose, and rotated to hug her and use her towel as a cheek pillow. “I’m not asking you to change anything, other than to be more discreet.”

“K.”

“Thanks for coming here. The extra hugs are so appreciated.”

“No thanks necessary, Prinzessin.”

“I loooooooove you.”

“That makes about 5.”

“Hmm?”

“People who love me.”

“Everyone loves you.”

“Not the BVB fans.”

“They just haven’t had a chance to see what you can do.” Christina put her forearm over the player’s to gently pinch near his elbow. She was waffling between concluding her comment there and delivering a more full-throated rebuttal. André hadn’t asked for a single second of explicit support during preseason. He needed some encouragement to get up after post-double-training naps, and he got plenty of praise for his performance in the early test matches, but he never opened the channels to hear sincere or meaningful support as he prepared for his second year with the Bees. His girl wasn’t really sure if that was because he thought she was the one with the big summer, and that it was her turn to be the center of everything, or if he simply wanted to do preseason by himself, mentally. There was also the possibility that he was afraid showing any weakness or uncertainty about his football would dredge up the relationship issues surrounding the decision to move there in the first place. Christina ignored all the possibilities because all she really wanted was for him to feel good, and feel good about himself. She felt that was deserved. “Your first season was like, pretty good, really good, injured, invaluable goal against Real Madrid, injured, totally awesome, injured, kind of bleh because injured and not enough training, and then injured. Now you’re mostly not injured, and you’ll be not injured at all soon, and you’ll prove to everyone in the stands that you can help the team and make them happy. They’re just undecided right now. They might not love you, but they can’t hate you yet. It’s too soon.”

“I guess,” he sighed atop her head. “I really miss when fans loved me the way your fans love you. The enthusiasm when you’re in the ring...”

“I’m your fan and I love you. Kiss.” The beloved German jumping star lifted her chin and as a consequence pulled the towel out from under André’s chin. He adjusted to give her a smooch, and then took it upon himself to get rid of the towel all together, thereby releasing a cloud of moist-ish lemony conditioner scent and a cascade of shiny, damp waves that landed on Christina’s face.

“Anyone home in here?” he questioned after dropping the towel on the floor, when he started moving the hair away one little section at a time. “Oh! There she is.” She got another kiss for having had to go through the experience.

“I was serious, you know,” she stressed in a quiet, soft tone before André could get very far from her face. “They just haven’t had a chance to really meet you yet. They will soon.”

“I hope so.”

“I know so. I know how good you are when your body feels good...and when you’re happy in here.” Christina reached up to tap his forehead. “I want to help with that. I want to help make it so you and me aren’t taking up all the space in there and using up all the room for the happiness. I want to help you be happy.”

“I can think of some ways,” the Dortmund forward smirked.

“That’s not what I meant,” his wife smiled back.

“I know. But you’re very beautiful up close.”

“That’s a lie. I know for a fact my face is all red and greasy looking, from scrubbing and moisturizing, respectively.”

“Doesn’t matter.” André shook his head and resumed playing with her hair by her face. “You’re very happy inside and I see it on the outside through the red and the shine. I see meine Prinzessin. My baby girl.” Love this girl, he echoed in his head. She doesn’t even have to try to make me happy. I’m happy just looking at her smile and roll her eyes at me. So, so proud of her for getting back to her best- with me, with the horses, with herself. I need to do the same now so that she looks at me the way I’m looking at her this moment.

“Why are you looking at me like we’re about to make a baby?” his princess inquired dubiously. He responded by laughing and smooching her cheek. “Seriously! You have that look on your face like when we first decided to try to get pregnant and it was all dramatic each time we had sex...until we were having so much sex that it was actually the opposite of that...”

“You ruin everything.”

“Your mom ruins everything.”

“Come ‘ere.” André slid his right hand under the sassy and skeptical girl and held onto her waist with the other so he could haul her closer, and on top of him as he settled back on his back again. He wanted to hug his favorite comfort token the way Lukas always wanted to hug Dave when he was extremely content, like after eating his mom’s banana-protein pancakes for dinner and hearing a really great story and feeling almost ready for bedtime. Christina went willingly, and flattened herself to use him as a pillow rather than sitting up on her elbows and looking him in the face to continue talking. She was quiet for a moment or two instead, enjoying the way he combed out her hair with his fingers. There was one more team shoot mid-morning, so a stylist was going to have to do something with her hair. That relieved her of the obligation of blowing it out straight that night. It would be someone else’s problem. Getting 20 or 30 extra minutes in bed rather than in front of the mirror was great, because she really was exhausted. Rubbing her cheek on André’s grey t-shirt, just to the side of the damp spot her hair made earlier, and letting the rest of her body fall where it may, was the first moment in which her day felt truly done, and it was easy to relax.

“I like it when you’re in love with me,” the rider mumbled, eyes locked on a doorknob across the room for no particular reason.

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I'll be the one that bites the bullet. Fantasy High episode 11--thoughts?

**spoilers for cool kids, cold case**

Hoo boy.

That could be my entire write up honestly because, geez ya'll.

Let's break it down.

Sidenote, I just got mildly into Overwatch so every time I say that and I say it a fair amount, I hear Lucio in my head.

Anyway, like I said in an earlier post, I'm now pretty sure that the bloodrush fight didn't go the way Brennan expected. Like either he didn't expect them to win or that they would win but not kill Daybreak because there was so much exposition and change and repositioning in this episode. It was a lot like the first session with all the setup. It's like he needed to get them on a new trajectory so he took an episode to time jump and change the status quo before--BAM. But we're getting to that.

In another show or even another episode of this show, the opening convo with Ragh might have been the wildest part of the ep. There’s just so much to unpack there.

Fig making him kowtow to Gorgug and everyone being like dude, stop making it weird.

Before she did that, Emily paused and you could just see every other person looking like “What insane thing is gonna come out of her mouth now?”

Kristen getting the scoop on his super gay dreams.

Adaine trying to get him to got to therapy (and also to realize that he's gay).

The group whole ass making him cry for possibly the first time?

Fabian trying to shut everything down.

“You’re cumming from your eyes.”

Kristen, please stop. I’m begging you.

As I suspected, the group reached the point of yeah, we NEED to call Riz's mom this ep. Like, they *had* to call her. You can only realistically take shenanigans so far before it becomes straight unrealistic to not just call a responsible adult.

And, speaking of, yay! We got to see a little of everyone’s parents just like I wanted/predicted.

We actually got a lot of stuff from my wishlist. There’s so much time jumping and stuff in this episode I don’t even know where to start.

This is probably the wrong place to start but I remember wondering what their Christmas equivalent was because they can’t have Christmas because of the Christ thing so when they were like Solstice I was like, oh duh. It’s literally right there. How could I miss it.

OK I guess

Christmas Solstice party at Gorgug’s house! I knew his house would end up being the hang house.

Sklonda handled the situation pretty close to how I thought she would. I really think Brennan was forced into a, “This adult is too responsible to not wipe out my next ten plot points over the course of a week,” corner and that’s why he had to pivot. More on that later.

Fabian just refusing to eat any of the fast food she got them.

I totally forgot Adaine has diplomatic immunity. Which actually means she’s the ideal Bad Kid to do anything shady they need done, even though that’s not really her style.

Unlike, other people

We’re getting there

I’m glad Brennan drew the line at Kristen’s parents actively being in a cult. He was like, OK no. They’re willfully ignorant but they’re not PART OF THE CULT.

I also think it’s interesting that they didn’t actually kick her out? Like they sorta kinda did but not really because it seems like she’s couch surfing of her own volition a little and staying home sometimes too? I wonder how her brothers are doing.

Both of Fig’s dads just work at her school now. I wonder is they commiserate about her w/ Goldenhoard.

I can’t believe Brennan is letting her just ruin the life of this random, full-adult dwarf doctor. Like, imagine if any adult in her life found out about that.

Brennan says bud a lot. Almost as much as he says rad.

Gorgug choosing playing the drums as his proficiency, but not well. Just, like, a simple drum beat. Bro. Why.

Adaine’s makeover!

I knew we were gonna get to see that. Or at least I really hoped we would.

And it was in boutique setting similar to what I imagined. A little surprised that she went straight for the jeans and t-shirt thing but dope. I want fan-art.

Also, if I hadn’t already been convinced, that scene would have convinced me that Fabian got everyone the gifts (before it was confirmed later).

“You’d look nice as a sailor.” Is that like a pirate thing, bro?

Real talk, does Fabian for-real, for-real have a crush on Adaine low key?He’s complimented her looks more than once, which he hasn’t done with the other girls. They’re at a similar social class which might be a factor. And he clearly has a thing for blond elves.

WE’LL GET TO IT.

I am Concerned about Adaine’s jean jacket, regardless of how dope it is.

Someone needs to talk to Fig about the rat thing. Possibly also Emily.

42069 LANE (or whatever it was). I hate that I love Brennan for that.

“The worst thing about you is that you’re rich.”

But aww, Fabian. I’m glad it ended up being him (and shoutout to the anon who pointed that out to me). This is exactly the character growth I wanted from him.

When Gorthalax said that tryouts had already happened, I was legit upset for Fabian for a sec. Also, how did I know Gorgug was gonna somehow end up on the bloodrush team?

Guys I feel like there’s still a million more things to talk about.

Adaine finding out about Riz’s dad. God I hope there’s a heart to heart soon but she won’t just drop that info unless she has a really good reason.

GILEAR. I can’t believe that was him on a NAT 20. God, he has zero game. Also, imagine Fig and Riz as siblings. Lord.

The return of Tracker. I was concerned that she was in college but she’s like a Sophomore so Kristen is good to go as soon as she stops being a total disaster so actually that’s probably a moot point.

Sidenote, kinda surprised that she’s a cleric. I thought she was off religion totally but I guess she just switched. But I feel like it’s hard to be totally non-religious in a world where gods 100% for sure exist?

Adaine going, “Mrs. Gukgak. Actually Captain Gukgak,” to her racist-ass dad gave me life.

OK so re: the whole conversation about perditional contradoxy and treaties and war and such. How much of that was in the plan and how much of that was last minute retooling by Brennan? Because, I’m going to be honest. If it wasn’t for that comment by Siobhan, I would never have guessed that we were off the rails. But, with that in mind, this feels like the work of a GM who needs to keep the game going because things ended up moving too quickly.

It does answer the question of where the story is going now that the Harvestmen seem to be taken care of. I was a little surprised when Brennan was like, “Yeah Riz’s mom gets them all arrested,” because I’d assumed that the bad guy was going to be just the higher guy on the totem pole.

OK, I’m sure I’m missing some things because this was a JAM PACKED ep so, if I missed something you wanted my thoughts on, please tell me and I’ll be super happy to write more words but let’s get into that scene.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OK OK OK

Before we start, I’m so pumped about all of this development but I hate how often I’m going to have to type the word Eolwyn because my fingers refuse to accept that that’s how that’s spelled.

ANYWAY

Dude, the pacing, switching between Adaine and home and the rest of the gang at the party. Like, I knew what the reveal had to be as soon as she walked in but I was still like, “Oh my God. Oh my GOD.”

Sidenote: It was very convenient for Brennan that Adaine never actually read those books because it was an easy and non-cheating way to dole out exposition now, later in the game.

What were the mechanics of Adaine not being invited to that party? Did Eolwyn specifically get her not invited? Did she actually get invited but couldn’t go because of the dinner at home? Did all her friends still decide to go, knowing she wasn’t invited? Was she OK with that? How exactly did that go down?

EOLWYN

BUSTING into that party

Magicking up a bunch of LOVE SLAVE PUPPETS

SNORTING magic coke

Playing Spin the Bottle DEATH ROULETTE

MAKING OUT WITH FABIAN

CUT TO: I’M GOING TO KILL MY SISTER

DAMN BRENNAN, I did NOT Expect you to go THAT hard.

AND THEN IT KEPT GOING

Assuming they all live, I can’t WAIT for the, “YOU KISSED MY SISTER????” conversation.

Which means they’ve either never met Eolwyn or only in passing and not enough to remember her.

Shoutout to Riz for being the only person to give Adaine a heads up.

Her eyes glow blue when she does certain types of magic so I’m just picturing her walking into that room, eyes blazing blue, ready to F up her sister (even BEFORE she finds out what’s going on).

I don’t remember if she called Eolwyn a c**t in this ep or the promo for next but I was like, “Oh damn.” Like you got her to escalate her cursing that much that quickly? Damn.

Also, I love that when she’s really upset, Adaine skips the magic and just starts hitting people.

OK, so remember in the first ep when Eolwyn tried to have Adaine steal that book? The book that I’m pretty sure is the one they mentioned as having wards on it to keep monster stuff from happening at school? So, here’s what I want to know. Has Eolwyn always been a part of this? Because, clearly, it looks like she is right now. But it’s possible the original intent was that she wanted to get Adaine to do it as a prank, not knowing it was important and then, Brennan checked his notes while salvaging the plot and decided to work it in.

Also, unlikely, but imagine if Eolwyn somehow induced Adaine’s panic attack during her entrance exam to Hudol specifically so she would fail, have to go to Augefort, and steal the book for her. Wouldn’t that be wild?

Idek what else to say about that last ten minutes or so that isn’t just incoherent, Ally-esque screeching.

I have to say, battle eps are never my faves but I’m looking forward to this one more than any other one so far.

Man, I can’t believe I thought Eolwyn asking for that textbook might turn into a sister bonding moment. Lol @ past me.

Anyway, kick her ass Adaine!

#fantasy high #asks #anon #idk which anon #y'all can always ask me more questions if you have them #on or off anon #anonymous

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