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freehounyaoi · 2 months

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HALF LIFE VRAI (+gorgeous & og gordon) HEADCANONS IF YOU EVEN CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BENREY WOOO

during. the end, he had 2 extra eyes, one above his left eye one below his right eye, now he has scars where they laid, they’re faint but he. is autistic im sorry he’s too me to not be he had a tail during the end too faint freckles ^_^ he REALLY likes red meat he likes blue flavor, not blueberries, not blue raspberry, blue stubble YAYY specifically in end, benreys feet to knees and hands to elbows fade into rlly dark blue/black looks like he’s dying of illness but like. has never been sick disassociates very often very touch very very touchy polyamorous, exes with forzen & is now crushing on both Tommy & gordon orphaned, kinda lived on his own since he isn’t human, picked his own name doesn’t actually have brothers, he’s a loser breaths through his mouth esp when he’s comfortable weird but like imagine he’s cuddled up to someone and he just yeah

COOMER YAYYY

fat, idc i’m right

gender-fluid, transmasc & gay ^_^ old man yaoi with bubby YAYYY

cool little funky punching enhancement thingies

big ol’ doe brown eyes

brunette hair before he started graying

after the resonance cascade he retired, they deserve it

has nightmares over clones. a lot, a big lot

autistic, everyone knows the science team kinda is autistic,

going off the autistic thing, one of his vocal stims is hello gordon

loves talking, loves it so much, he loves just talking to people she likes

has a high score on punch out & that one punching game where you punch the punching bag to get evaluated on

the reason is divorced because he realized he was gay

hawaiian shirts FTW!!

(most of these are somewhat canon, holly (his va) headcanons him as transmasc, short and stocky, and 5’4!)

Bubbster

Intersex & bisexual (idc if gir hcs him as straight it’s my world now/pf)

if he didn’t live with Coomer after the resonance cascade, he’d probably just be a basement dweller and just sit in the corner and cry

Bionic legs :3

canonically test tube baby, he’s probably really freaked the fuck out over it & has had genuine panic attacks over being artificially made, only in front of coomer

literally always has epi-pens for coomer

naturally(?) ginger idk what you wanna consider it, he’s canonically like 6 but in my head he’s like 67, he’s been locked in black mesa for 67 years

blue eyes

has a leather jacket with a tiger on it he will wear just to do so

has made the science team watch scrubs.. twice

picks at skin as a stress tick

has tourettes

near blind

when he got his bionic heart he died so he will sometimes just be like “hey guys i’ve died before”

being put back in the tube after betraying gordon was one of the worst things he’s been through, it was terrifying

GORDON FEETMAN!!!

also fat

joshua exists but he was an accidental pregnancy (gordon seahorse father yayy)

ftm based off last hc, that’s just canon cuz i said so

joshua is like, 9 in my head so gordon had him at like 18

bisexual

has a crush on benrey (canon but yk)

mexican and african

curly ass hair, takes really good care of it, always smells nice

bilingual

blind in left eye, 25% prescription in right eye

feels guilty as fuck even when everyone would joke about him being the cause of the RC

also autistic

wayne did not dk him justice when he lost his hand, he was screaming so gutturally loud it was painful, he strained his voice so bad, the pain was so excruciatingly terrible

tommy genuinely was the only one he could trust after benrey & bubby turned their backs on him, and that sucked because his feelings for benrey before that point were getting to him

only was adamant about not being friends with benrey at the end because of the betrayal, he wanted to hate benrey

tommy is like his. comfort friend, he doesn’t have to worry about him.. he does but he always feels comfy around him

Tommy cool man

Autistic, ADHD, PTSD and OCD

G man species, half human

strawberry enthusiasts:3 (me too)

every flavor tic tac enthusiast, always give the science team tic tacs like all the time

not very good at games enjoys playing them though

very touchy for multiple reasons

Sunkist service dog for multiple things as well, helps with panic attacks, PTSD symptoms, anxiety attacks etc

Tommy doesn’t know how Sunkist was trained to do all this, he made her sk he just kinda accepts it for how she is, and loves her

compression hugs, likes being laid on top of, it’s comforting

looks scrawny but can like. genuinely pick up all the science team & benrey with ease

started collecting propeller hats after the RC

the reason he can read sweet voice is cuz g-man species

thinking about getting a cat, maine coon or norwegian forest cat, he likes big ass animals

Sunkist is LARGE like large as fuck for a golden Tommy made sure she was huge

milk enjoyer :3 drinks it with most of his meals

wears readers

ANGEL KISSES!! (moles or beauty marks whatever you wanna call them)

tooth gap :3

walks on tiptoes

Gorgeous

6’7

cuts his hair into a fringe, lets it grow out to shoulder length, then cuts it fringe, never ending cycle

beauty marks man

freckles too

nobody fucking knows his trauma

doesn’t understand why he can understand cicero?? he just.. can??

learned ASL as a kid

clearly has some form of mommy issues he will not touch on

wears solid colors, he doesn’t wear shirts with decals, or anything, a. he doesn’t like them. b. for ASL purpose, it’s recommended to wear light/dark clothes (light in his case) depending on your skin tone to MAKE it easier to read sign, usually in light pink

prefers skirts cuz.. they’re comfy, usually knee & ankle length.. sometimes he will wear mini skirts……. cuz he’s gross

actually hates head crabs.

would be a nudist if it was sociably acceptable

actually really enjoys video games! he doesn’t talk about it, he’s good at them too

he’s a dog person, he wants a saint bernard

freeman YAYY

6’

beauty marks

patchy beard

dark hazel eyes

starting to grey, short pony tail

has scars from his HEV suit

actually lost his hearing DUE to the RC, his mother was deaf so that’s why he knows ASL, it completely shot out his hearing

has always dressed nice

cat person

Alyx is like his daughter to him

i can’t decide if he’s trans or not

same situation with gorgeous, he wears solid colors for ASL purpose

him and cicero have yet to find a way to communicate

when he found out alyx learned ASL for her boyfriend (this is canon, was planned for episode 3) he was over the moon

enjoys IASIP (it’s always sunny in philadelphia)

scary when he’s pissed off

G-Manual samual

major RBF

scottish

moles kuz hes kawaii

wears readers

hes autistic

going on with him being autistic, the fabric his suits are a comfort fabric to him

enjoys sitcoms

drinks his coffee straight black

he is trans masc to me

praises his employers like god tbh

if he were to drink, which he doesnt, his go to drink would be rum on ice

some form of alien, not from xen though, no one knows where hes from

some type of holy creature??? he cant die?? hes weird

you'll never see it but he doesnt bleed red, his blood is black

enjoys fishing

goes to bed at 11pm, wakes up at 4am hes weird

hes also the best father ever???

songs that remind me of science team members + benrey the 6th

Benrey the 6th

I Will - Mitski

Kiss Me, Son Of God - They Might Be Giants

I’m Gonna Win - Rob Cantor

Mad World - Tears for Fears

We Will Commit Wolf Murder - Of Montreal

Gallery Piece - Of Montreal

Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Tears for Fears

The Party's Crashing Us - Of Montreal

Tommy Coolman

Living Island - POGO

Fireflies - Owlcity

Teenage Dirtbag - Weetus

rises the moon - liana flores

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen

Head Over Heels - Tears for Fears

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flowerhierarchy · 1 year

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these past few sessions have been,, rough for van, to say the least.

the major things happening with van recently include:

- accidentally proposing/marrying a fey girl they just met due to a cultural misunderstanding

- divorcing said fey girl they just met out of panic

- severely hurting her feelings bc of this; turns out due to not technically having a soul, leiliana would have been able to leave the feywild due to the bonding of their souls through marriage, and that had just been snatched away as quickly as the offer was extended to her, so she remained trapped

- after a lot of emotions and actually talking about it (and also being tricked into re-proposing by goopy, who claimed van was committing sacrilege by divorcing leiliana) the two of them decided to remarry “as friends” so leiliana would be able to leave

- i’m sure you can see exactly where this is going

- fast forward a bit and rosie and wendy both get kidnapped by the cult (who ends up leaving behind 14 year old ares, the new jadestone) leading to van calling their mom (cerillia, goddess of justice and balance and shit) and the party ends up in COURT. AGAIN.

- after seeing how terrified van is of yan (jasper’s mom and one of van’s many abusers from the cult) leiliana has a girlboss fey moment where she gets both yan’s and atticus’s names. so yeah slay

- after the first trial (rosie returns!) cerillia suggests to van (who is very distraught at the fact that they were unable to protect wendy) that the party very legally destroy the documents that contractually bind wendy into being det’s vessel, because documents that don’t exist don’t hold up in the court of law now do they. she also stated that the documents would be in det’s realm

- on a more wholesome note, van met cadel, cerillia’s husband and technically their dad. god of war. cerillia and cadel are also married as best friends ☺️☺️ but at this point it’s becoming increasingly clear that van and leiliana probably like each other as a little more than friends

- cadel gives van a cool as fuck jericho sword (haha get fucked jasper) as a ✨bonding✨ moment

- fast forward to the next morning where van gets blasted in the head with encyclopedic animal knowledge from solomon, due to a bit of a misunderstanding with stevie

- cue van’s new special interest in animals

- they get to det’s realm, where van nearly gets eaten by demon jasper

- as it turns out the documents weren’t even there, and everyone is just traumatized and/or nearly dead for no reason. including leiliana and jury, who had 1 and 5 HP left respectively

- van, distraught by what felt like a betrayal from both jasper AND cerillia, the one who sent them to this hellscape in the first place, very angrily shuts the both of them out. they have to call for sebastian to get leiliana medical attention, as well as get their arm fixed up. as it turns out, adrenaline really is one helluva drug when your arm is literally crushed

- quick wholesome intermission where they get to infodump about wolves to leiliana, who is traumatized but no longer dying

- they don’t sleep that night. they try, but paranoia doesn’t allow sleep. they take a point of exhaustion.

- at some point during the night they have a funky little ✨mental breakdown✨ due to Everything, hence the uhhhh new haircut pictured above

- they keep watch over leiliana the rest of the night. since they now share a soul, when leiliana wakes up she’s hit with every emotion that van felt throughout the night, which is. a lot. to say the least

- they are forced to go to breakfast by rosie. after breakfast, the party splits off to do their own thing. van returns to their room w leiliana to infodump about frogs. they’re able to take a small nap when leiliana sings to them

- they’re startled awake by an announcement over the godly intercom system. turns out that helena, thomas, and lawrence (jasper’s dad) have arrived to add onto the list of people that We Fucking Hate

- helena beats the absolute shit out of thomas. our party bard, @rain-falling-on-fresh-roots, was helpfully playing tom and jerry screaming sound effects while this happened. this was going on for ten real life minutes at LEAST

- van is almost convinced to split from the rest of the party to go look for cadel, but ultimately decides against it

- we met two new gods who are able to show us wendy’s location. unfortunately, this triggers an emotional reaction from jasper, who goes demon mode again

- van just barely saves jury from being mauled to near-death by using misty step, something they’ve never done before

- they use their newfound animal knowledge to clock that demon jasper’s behavior is very wolf-like, so they inform the rest of the party that the best course of action would be to intimidate them

- stevie, who has like a +10??? to intimidation casts an illusion of an absolutely massive wolf. in retaliation, jasper uses thaumaturgy to make his OWN illusion of a wolf (it’s got wings and horns and shit. it’s fucked up). but you know what’s better than two wolves?

- THREE WOLVES

- van also uses thaumaturgy to make a big ass wolf. this all leads to demon jasper being quelled, for now

so basically a lot has happened. yeah. this is all van specific stuff btw so there’s more stuff and details missing but the rest of the party would be better equipped for that, specifically our DM @moonlightmidtone

but if there are any van specific questions i would love to answer them 😌 i love this sad little kid so much

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whatareyoudoingwithamaserati · 9 months

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Hello lifesteal fandom. I am here today to bring your attention to @qprsmackdown because we currently have three submissions total (a clowndoons, a swagdoons, and one for the entire smp), and we need a whole lot more if any of them want to make it into the polls. This is where I come to you for help. Do you have any duos, trios, partnerships, whole goddamn teams, if you will, that you think would make for a great QPR? If yes, please kindly go and submit them, and maybe send in a vote for one of the submissions already in the running!

Why you should do this: because we’re cool. and deadly (the deadliest SMP, dare I say). We also have complicated histories of layered betrayal & mass murder & abandonment & permadeath & marriage & complex polyamorous divorce (please go check out that post it fucking rocks), and that gives so much potential for fucked up QPRS. These are people who will kill and betray and ban each other and then instantly gear the same person up because that’s what they do. They’re enemies on-server and then off-server they’re a formidable force to be reckoned with. This is a QPR ass coded server, and I think we deserve to get them in some polls <2

BUT WAIT! I have individualized propaganda for clowndoons and swagdoons too!

I’m most familiar with clown and redd’s dynamic in season three so that’s what I’m sticking with for the clowndoons vote. They’re rivals, they’re borderline enemies, they’re almost a perfect PVP match. Clown throws out his shield and says it’s a sign of peace, to which Redd says he’s accepting it as a sign of surrender. Clown reaches out to invite Redd to join their team for the end fight, and he sounds like he’d rather throw himself off a cliff than admit he wants Redd’s help. Redd, despite his rivalry with Clown, instantly agrees and begins throwing him resources. They turn a handshake into a fistfight because they just can’t stop hitting each other. They both like power but in completely different ways. Redd is a fancy businessman who scams and kills and bargains to get what he wants while Clown is, well. He’s a clown. With a murder casino. Who also kills to get what he wants. They had a whole ass fight that took almost 15 minutes because they were equally matched in fighting skills, and Redd only lost because his helmet and boots broke. They respect each other despite also being devoted rivals, and the few fics they have on ao3 are good.

Also, this image.

And swagdoons? Well, they already have some notoriety. They’re a god and a businessman, they find each other in every universe they’re in, ash will onetap redd while also throwing him ungodly amounts of totems. They’re a communist and a capitalist for one whole season before ash revokes his communist ways and goes back to his love of scams and hoarding. They bicker and fight but also team up to pull off incredibly well-thought out scams and emotional arcs, they’re somehow stupidly devoted to each other, they’re one of the biggest ships in this fandom and I think they’re allowed a little QPR swag. As a treat.

UPDATE: SUBMISSIONS ARE NOW CLOSED

#I don’t usually main tag but for this? I’m in.#cats.txt

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mvshortcut · 7 months

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If this is a weird question, feel free to delete, but in the midst of trying to follow all the Maren/Milk Divorce/Marriage drama lore, I have to ask: why is your nemesis a turkey and how is he (or she or it, does the turkey even have a name? idk...) involved in this? Do you and this particular turkey have a deep complicated backstory of betrayal and hate that has been building to this fight or did you and the turkey just see each other one day and declare yourselves enemies?

I attempted to tell the abridged version of this tale. I really did.

The long and short of it is, despite going to college in a relatively urban environment, I have been haunted and stalked and vexed day and night by a gang of turkeys. Yes, a gang of wild turkeys that live in the city. No, I don't understand it either. They're like oversized pigeons at this point.

The turkeys have been a background presence in my college experience for some time. But, towards the end of last semester, I became aware that the turkeys appeared to be honing in on me specifically.

It started with one turkey, whom I have dubbed Victorian Maiden Turkey because the turkey looks very ill for some reason? very grey and scrawny and rumpled feathers and constantly seems confused about where she is and what is going on. She looks like a fainting waif of a Victorian maiden that needs to be sent to the seaside for her health, where she will magically be cured by the sun and fresh air. (No relation to the fact that she's been moved out of her city home, which is at least composed of 35% asbestos.)

ANYWAYS. so. Victorian Maiden Turkey seemed to like. follow me when I went to class? or at least wait for me? I had a long walk to class, and it was kind of through a residential area, and she'd just be like. hiding out in someone's driveway, staring at me as I walked past? On the way home from class I walked an entirely different route through a different part of town, and she was there too? (I know it's the same turkey because, again, none of the others resemble sickly waifs.) She was literally hiding in the bushes waiting for me to go past. I only noticed her, in fact, because I nearly tripped over her.

This continued for the next couple weeks. I kept running into this turkey, along with a few others, in different parts of town, going to class or the store or on my walks. I spoke to friends and my roommate and none of them reported being tailed by turkeys all over town. Only me. My roommate and my mom both agreed with me that there was only one possible explanation: someone had put out a hit from the turkey mafia on me, and this turkey was sent to scope out the scene and learn my routines, waiting for the best opportunity to strike.

Now, I’m getting nervous because the end of the semester is fast approaching. If these turkeys are gonna make a move, they’re gonna have to do it soon, right? Mentally I’m counting down the days until I can get the hell outta dodge. My days are numbered. And, on top of fearing for my life, I still have to study for finals, since I don’t believe any of my professors will accept “I’m being stalked by the turkey mafia” as an excuse.

Sunday. Last day before finals week begins. Trying to entice myself to push through the home stretch, I grab my picnic blanket, pick up some Chipotle, and bring my work to the park. First big mistake on my part - big open area. No shelter. No witnesses.

Second big mistake: I wear sneakers with laces. I remove my shoes and socks and spread out on my blanket under a tree to better enjoy the warm day. Chekhov is cocking his gun as we speak.

So. As an unsuspecting naive college student, I get straight to work enjoying my Chipotle and ignoring my studying. Then, just as the “ah shit, finals start tomorrow” reality begins to settle in and I finally buckle down on my work, I hear a rustling from over yonder.

Emerging from someone’s driveway and entering the park is—a turkey. Not Victorian Maiden Turkey—he looks entirely too well-fed. In fact he’s a rather hefty-looking fellow. The turkey slowly wends his way over to me; and, as I’ve seen turkeys several times around the city before, I assume we’re cool and proceed to ignore him.

Except—the turkey keeps approaching. We’re gonna call him Turkey Number One. (In the moment, I did not call him “Turkey Number One” for the same reasons that people in the early 1900’s didn’t call The Great War “World War I,” but we’ll get to that later.)

Turkey Number One continues to approach. As he approaches, he gradually becomes larger by puffing himself up. At some moments he simply seems interested in investigating me and my Chipotle and my water bottle. But at other times he begins to make a variety of unhappy turkey noises, but refrains from outright gobbling at me thus far. At this point he’s within 6-10 feet of me. Mildly annoyed—why is this turkey going to act all huffy at me if he’s the one choosing to invade my space? When he has a whole park’s worth of space in which to ignore me?—I stand up, grab my laptop, and make to step away from my blanket for a moment to let the turkey cool off for a moment.

Now, here's where Chekhov begins to chuckle ominously at me from the audience. Remember how I took my shoes off earlier? Well, as I now discover, the tree above me produces some rather sharp variety of seeds, which will easily stab the bottom of my feet if I attempt to step on them without shoes. The whole ground is covered in these seeds.

Not a problem, right?

Think again, Milk. The turkey is impatient and unhappy with me bending down to tie my shoes. As soon as I stoop down, he begins to approach my blanket, gobbling furiously at full volume and fluffing up his feathers. He backs off when I stand up, but every time I attempt to bend to put my shoes on, he resumes his approach.

Okay. This is fine. It’s gonna be just fine. I mean, I’m actively texting good-byes to my friends and mother and roommate, but it’s gonna work out just fine.

And to be honest? It does. Turkey #1 and I go back and forth for a few minutes. He begins to calm down, seems unsure of whether to perform a mating dance at my water bottle or not. Eventually he decides against it and takes his leave and I, with a sigh of relief, resume studying, thinking that the ordeal is over.

The ordeal is not over.

About an hour later, Turkey Number 1 returns from a different angle of the park. And—he’s brought his girlfriend this time, Turkey Number 2! (She is also well-fed and bears no relation to Victorian Maiden Turkey.) I’m still unclear as to whether Turkey Number 1 wanted me to meet his girlfriend, or if he thought I was encroaching on his territory/relationship and was like, “See? I have a girlfriend, man! Back off!” yada yada.

All in all, the second wave goes rather smoothly. Turkey Number 1 is all puff and no bite. Turkey Number 2 is visibly embarrassed by the antics of her boyfriend’s posturing (I’m not a bird behavioral expert but I recognize The Expression. It is universal). She occupies herself with eating seeds for a few minutes, I have some more Chipotle, Turkey Number 1 gradually cools off—it’s nice. After a moment Turkeys Number 1 and 2 exit the park and I, once again, return to my studying.

Lulled into a false sense of security by the last turkey visit, I don’t bat an eye when Turkeys Number 1 and 2 return to the park an hour later. They were fine last time, right? No big deal.

Then, over the horizon, a challenger approaches.

At long last, my friends, allow me to introduce you to my nemesis. Turkey Number 3 is the largest turkey I’ve seen in my life, though I believe he’s at least 80% ruffled feathers and air. And he is mad.

To be perfectly honest I’m still not sure what he was mad at. I believe it was a combination of 1.) mad at Turkey 1 for having a girlfriend he wanted, 2.) mad at me for invading what I now realize is clearly His Park, or 3.) mad at me for being a potential challenger for Turkey 2, which. Isn’t actually his girlfriend. She’s Turkey 1’s girlfriend. But it’s whatever, yknow?

(My mom has offered a potential fourth explanation, which is that Turkey 3 viewed ME as a potential turkey girlfriend, despite the fact that I am neither a girl nor a girlfriend nor a turkey nor a turkey girlfriend, or any combination of these. My mother believes he was attempting to woo me through impressive displays of force. I have henceforth refused to entertain my mother’s suggestion for my own sanity.)

So. Despite attempting to rationally and calmly explain to Turkey 3, my soon-to-be nemesis, that I am not interested in stealing anyone’s turkey girlfriend, he refuses to be placated. He puffs up larger than I thought possible for a turkey and charges directly at my blanket. Not only does he make deafening enraged gobbling noises that can certainly be heard halfway across the city, he also emits a variety of enraged puffing and huffing and squawking noises. Did you guys know that turkeys can extend all of their feathers at once, creating a “blast-off” sound effect that simultaneously propels them forwards? Neat, right? I didn’t know that either!

Now I do.

Having failed on Potential Reason Turkey Is Mad Number 3, I move to Potential Reason Turkey is Mad Number Two. I attempt to explain, again calmly and rationally, that if the turkey will just allow me a moment to put on my shoes so I don’t stab my feet on the seeds and roll up my blanket, I will gladly vacate his park.

Despite clearly wanting me to leave, Turkey 3 resists my each and every attempt to do so. He maintains a respectful 6-foot social distancing if I remain standing. The second I bend down and reach for my shoes, however, he puffs and gobbles and charges at me. And so I straighten up, my nemesis backs off, and the cycle repeats.

Friends. My absolute bastard of a newfound nemesis holds me hostage there for thirty minutes like this. And he’s good at it, too. Sometimes he’ll give me false hope too, wander off to fight Turkey Number 1 for his girlfriend’s hand/wing (said girlfriend is still munching seeds off the ground, clearly disgusted with them both.) I’ll take advantage of his distraction, bend down and reach for my shoes—and my nemesis will come charging out from behind a tree or materialize out of thin air, squawking and gobbling and puffing with the force of a thousand suns. (I still have no idea how he knew when I was reaching for my shoes. He must’ve had some ingrained sort of nemesis-sense.)

Now, you might be asking, Milk, how on earth did you escape? Did you pull off some clever and daring maneuver? No. It was because someone else happened to be stupider than I was.

We’ll call him Baseball Cap Guy. Baseball Cap Guy enters the park, sees the turkeys, and decides it’s a really smart idea to attempt to PET Turkey Number Two on the head.

That went about as well as you would expect.

Turkey Numbers 1 and 3 immediately put aside their differences to tag team Baseball Cap Guy. Inspirational, really. Turkey Number 2 resumes eating berries and seeds, supremely unbothered and supremely disgusted.

And I, Milk, take advantage of the commotion to jam my shoes onto my feet, snatch up my blanket, and hightail it out of the park. I use the remaining 5% of my battery to inform my mother and friends and roommate that I have not, in fact, been murdered by the turkey mafia. Then I made straight for home, hoping against hope that Victorian Maiden Turkey wasn’t tailing me or hiding behind a bush waiting to trip me and suchlike.

Now, it would be easy to think that the Baseball Cap Guy was an absolute idiot for trying to pet a wild turkey. I’m not saying that’s an incorrect conclusion. However, there was a point during the first wave where Turkey Number One was approached by an older lady on her afternoon power walk. I was hoping against hope I wasn’t about to watch a sweet old lady get mauled by a turkey. She, delighted, whips open her phone and begins to coo—actually coo— at the bird like she’s his auntie, like ohh, what a handsome little man you are! Your feathers are so soft—and how puffy you are, mister! and all that.

And—Turkey Number 1 absolutely eats that up. He struts back and forth, posing for her and clucking at her and letting her take her fill of photos for a solid 5 minutes.

So. My current hypothesis is that there is a Continuum of Turkey Vibes, ranging from Old Lady (preen for photoshoot) to Milk (???) to Baseball Cap Guy (attack on sight).

And uh. That’s the story, folks. I survived finals, returned home unscathed, and have spent the summer anticipating a rematch. I’ve also spent some time reflecting—it’s strange, having a nemesis. I’ve always wanted a nemesis. I didn’t quite picture them as a turkey, per say, but for some reason it just feels right, yknow? I think we’re compatible. I both dread and oddly look forward to our next meeting.

You’ll be pleased to know that the first thing I did upon returning to school this fall was go back to the park, ya know, like a fool. The first trip was pretty quiet. I introduced Turkey Number Two and some of her besties to my mom. I went back once to study at the park. That time, I met no less than 12 turkeys, many of which were little turklings. I think I introduced them to my mom, so I get to meet the family now? Unsure. Anyways.

I also witnessed a man, with a golden retriever and a turkey sitting side-by-side in front of him. The man tossed dog treats one after another to the golden retriever and to the turkey. (Spoiler alert: this one ended with a pack of five turkeys chasing the man and his dog down the street once he ran out of treats.)

Fun fact! Did you know turkeys can fly? No, really—not just “hold themselves aloft for short distances” but like “fly up into extremely tall trees, making a colossal ruckus as they beat their wings rapidly and gobble and yell?”

Anyways, once it was growing quite dark and impossible to make out anything other than the silhouettes of no less than five gigantic birds looming high in the branches above me, ready to launch themselves directly on top of my head at a moment’s notice, I decided it was time to exit the park for the evening.

I still haven’t run into my nemesis yet. That’s okay—I think I’m beginning to infiltrate the turkey ranks a bit. And I know he hasn’t forgotten about me. He’s just out there, biding his time.

Please admire these photographs of my nemesis as well as his magnificent ass. Thank you for your time.

#I. have no explanation I blacked out for an hour and this happened. I'm sorry #milk/maren divorce/marriage drama #not mbs #legal disclaimer Turkey Number Two bears no relation to Number Two Mysterious Benedict Society

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threewaywithdelusion · 10 months

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I’ve been seeing the Jamie Forgiving His Dad debate and I think it’s really interesting.

A) we don’t know if he forgives his dad. All we know is that he visits him in rehab. Maybe they fight. Maybe Jamie decides he can’t be around his father because his dad finally making an effort is too little, too late. Maybe James Tartt falls off the wagon.

B) I don’t hate it as an ending because it feels true to the characters. If I were Jamie, would I forgive James Tartt? No. Do I think people should always forgive their abusive parents if they learn from their mistakes and try to be better? Also no. Do I think Jamie Tartt, as a character, is the type of person to give his dad a second chance even after everything his father put him through? Absolutely yes.

Do I think Ted Lasso is the type of person to tell Jamie to forgive his dad even though that’s arguably terrible advice? Also absolutely yes. Ted believes in second chances, even when people don’t deserve them.

Watching Ted Lasso, I was thinking about Buffy. (Haha yes, the day I don’t relate something to Buffy you will know I have been replaced by an alien lookalike).

Anyway.

In Buffy, Giles says “To forgive is an act of compassion, Buffy. It’s not done because people deserve it. It’s done because they need it.”

In some places, Ted Lasso executes that idea really well. It’s Ted forgiving Rebecca for sabotaging Richmond for a whole season because “divorce is hard.” It’s Ted telling the police that he gave Beard his car. It’s Ted never holding Nate’s betrayal against him, even though it hurt him deeply and personally, and welcoming him back with open arms.

It’s Ted, it’s Ted, it’s Ted.

Of course Ted told Jamie to forgive his father. He couldn’t ever have done anything else.

Also featured in Buffy is the idea that “redemption is a process, not an event” (to quote Mark Field in Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Myth, Metaphor, & Morality). This idea shows up again and again, but especially in the characters of Angel, Faith, Spike, and Willow.

One grand gesture is not redemption. Promises are not redemption. Redemption “is fighting. It’s hard and it’s painful and it’s everyday.” 3.10

So no, I don’t think James Tartt has been redeemed. I think he can be. If he tries really, really hard every single day for the rest of his life, then maybe he can be redeemed. He can’t know he will succeed and that’s part of the point: to struggle and fight to be good, not to win back Jamie’s affections or to be considered a good person, but because it’s the right thing to do.

(Doctor Who now: “Goodness is not goodness that seeks advantage. Good is good in the final hour, in the deepest pit, without hope, without witness, without reward.”)

Redemption is Jamie apologising to his teammates, not being a bully again, and actually passing the ball. A (much flimsier) redemption is Nate giving up the glory that he’s chased at everyone else’s expense and going back to being Richmond’s kit boy.

Redemption is not Isaac attacking a homophobic fan because that is an Event, not a Process. (If he wants redemption, he’s going to have to work harder and keep working, but I do have faith that Isaac will get there).

One of the things I like about Ted Lasso is that the characters are imperfect. Always. They work on themselves and try to be better people and they’re still imperfect. When the story ends, Roy is still the kind of guy to get into a fistfight over his ex-girlfriend. Jamie is still the kind of guy to use a leaked sex tape like a weapon when he feels threatened. Rebecca is still the kind of woman who shields herself against a relationship that could really hurt, because she's been burned before. Ted still hides his emotions behind humor and forgives people who don’t deserve it. Beard goes back to Jane.

Do the characters end up better than where they started? I’d say overall, yes. Have they fixed all their flaws and overcome all their struggles? Absolutely not.

All that to say, I like that Jamie went to see his father. Personally, I think that's going to go terribly and James is going to let him down again. I don't think James Tartt deserves forgiveness or a second chance. But Jamie has to be Jamie. And Jamie was always going to forgive his father the second James Tartt showed the slightest hint of trying to reform himself.

#ted lasso #jamie tartt #James tartt #ted lasso finale #ted lasso 3x12 #forgiveness

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Chapter Ten: Branded

Recap: You haven't had a chance to peruse the info on the USB yet, but you stumbled upon more sticky notes warning you that digging deeper may end up hurting you and everyone else. You find a photo of you and Jin that confirms you are his love even as Jimin and Tae confirm that you can find more answers at Areum's house. In the battle between you and Hobi, Jimin and Tae seemed to have picked your side and tell you a bedtime story about a girl at the end of the universe and her pink boy.

You feel your body being jostled and groan. “Go back to sleep, Tae.”

“Why is she blaming me? You’re the one holding her.”

“Be quiet, Tae,” Jimin scolds near you. “Shh, just go back to sleep.”

Something…doesn’t seem right. For one, you’re burritoed in your duvet with your face covered. Two, you’re cradled in someone’s arms–Jimin’s you assume from Tae’s context. And three, you don’t feel like Jimin is moving you so much as you’re being weightlessly propelled forward. You yank the blanket off your body.

“Oh my god, you guys, what are you doing?!”

You’re sitting on Jimin’s lap in the back of one of their SUVs, opposite Tae. It’s still dark out and the sandman’s dust must still be in your eyes because Seoul’s city lights shine like twinkling bokeh. The digital clock on the dash reads 0400. You turn a searing glare upon the two gremlins who bequeath innocent smiles upon you.

“Are you guys trying to Meredith Blake me like in Parent Trap?”

Tae scoffs. “We’d only set you adrift on a lake if you were a homewrecker.”

“Technically, the mom was the homewrecker since they were divorced and Meredith was engaged to the dad,” Jimin corrects.

“Oh my god, not relevant! Where are we even going?”

Jimin flashes his pearly whites and smooths the duvet. “Don’t worry, Y/N. Close your eyes and I’ll sing you a lullaby.”

“As tempting as that is, I’m gonna have to pass.”

“Cool! In that case,” Tae plops a hefty duffel bag onto your gut making you grunt. “Change into these!”

“No! There’s nowhere else to go!”

Tae claps his hands over Jimin’s eyes and whines, “We’ll close our eyes. Promise!”

“The chauffeur still needs eyes to drive, Tae.”

“He can squint,” Jimin giggles, blindly.

“He can barely see as it is! It's the dead of night and dark as hell.”

"It's technically morning," Jimin says, as if that makes a difference.

You only barely refrain from strangling him in frustration. "'Technically', it's so early that it isn't even the ass crack of dawn yet!"

Jimin tilts his head in consideration, unbothered that Tae’s hands are still blinding him. “But isn’t it the ass crack of dawn? I don’t think ass cracks get to see much sunlight.”

“Jiminie, your ass crack deserves sunlight.”

“Thank you, Tae. It does. Tan lines are yuck.”

Don’t punch them. Don’t punch them. Don’t punch them. You settle with kneeing Tae back so you’re not smushed between him and Jimin. “None of this is helping.”

“Well, if you won’t sleep and you won’t change, then we can’t help you," Tae pouts.

“Driver-nim, where are we going?”

“He has been sworn to secrecy or must give me his first born child!”

The two gasp as if you asked the driver to run over a puppy. Jimin shakes his head gravely. “You can’t just ask him that. Think of the children.”

"What children?"

You can see in the rearview mirror that the driver is trying to stifle a laugh. “Don’t encourage them.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N-ssi. I find it’s best to just go along.” After a moment’s hesitation, he adds, “Plus, my first born is already in college overseas.”

“Betrayer! Does your oath mean so little?”

You groan and look to the heavens for patience as the driver succumbs to his laughter. “Tae, what would you even do with a child?”

“Shower them with all my love and care. I think I’m going through empty nesting syndrome.”

Jimin coos in sympathy. “But you still have Y/N and a whole ass baby Jungkookie.”

“Yeah, but they’re really resistant. Terrible twos are a thing, you know.”

You roll your eyes, “Wow. Gee. Why ever would I resist your love and care when it means kidnapping people from their beds?”

Tae sniffs. “I’m glad you see it my way. Jiminie, I want a turn with the baby. Hand her over.”

Jimin tips you over towards Tae, but you simply slide off his lap and shove Tae against the door. “Hands off. This baby is gonna sit right here.”

You drop the duffel in a disappointed Tae’s lap and bunch the duvet over a giggling Jimin. They slide their burdens to the floor and hold your hands hostage in each of theirs. You sigh like you’re being put upon, but you’re not really that mad. Your head is still a bit fuzzy and irritable because it’s much too early for their antics, but otherwise, you’re okay. Besides, spending time with these two is like watching a trainwreck, except they’re not the train or the wreck. They’re the traffic controllers conducting from afar and you can’t look away, even if they put you on the train. They’re so charming and cheerful, you can’t help but be mesmerized and impressed.

You must have dozed off at some point because you feel a breeze as a window whirs down. You struggle with the duvet that you’re once again wrapped in and squint around you. The sky is a little lighter, although the sun hasn’t appeared yet. Outside, the ocean is serene with a low hanging mist curled along the silky water where all sizes of boats bob next to the docks.

You have no idea how or when Jimin got an iced americano, but he's holding it reverently in both hands out of the window as if in offering to some higher deity. Confused, you glance at Tae who is looking down at you, giddy.

Jimin shouts, “Yoongi-hyung! Look! I brought you coffee!”

You see your surprise is mirrored by Yoongi who is standing under the awning of some maintenance shack a ways away. He has a facemask on, black bucket hat sitting tightly on his head, dressed in a thick plaid button up and sweatpants. His surprise morphs to confusion as he quickly gathers his wits and shuffles towards the vehicle, Jimin now waving his bait enticingly at him.

“Uh, thanks, but what are you doing here?” he calls out to Jimin, pulling his facemask down. His dumpling cheeks are bunched up, eyes glued to the caffeine nectar. You want to warn him not to fall for the duo’s trap because he obviously doesn't suspect a thing. How could he not suspect a thing when he’s lived with these tricksy pixies for over a decade? You open your mouth, but Tae slaps a hand over it, giggling. You have the thought that the world is lucky Jimin and Tae are good people. If they were truly evil, you shudder to think what horrors they’d get away with.

When Yoongi nears the vehicle, Jimin pushes open the back passenger door and shoves Yoongi in. Yoongi yelps, struggling to not drop the iced americano Jimin unceremoniously tosses towards him so he can climb in behind Yoongi. It’s then he notices you.

“Y/N?” He looks from you to Tae. He glances at Jimin and realizes he’s caged in. “What’s going on?”

You can only muffle against the hand still clapped over your mouth. Before you can put up a struggle, Tae pulls you out of the car. You barely catch the duffel bag he tosses at you when he shouts, “Go, driver-nim! Go, go, go!” The door shuts and the car peels away, leaving you coughing at the dust that the car kicks up.

What the actual fuck.

You’re out in the cold, god knows where, in only your pajamas. You’re going to kill Tae and Jimin when you see them next. You’re gonna murder them. Stubbornly, you drop yourself to sit on the ground. You have no shoes on and the gravel does not look forgiving. Regardless, you will not move from this spot; you refuse to play into whatever the twins are scheming.

You can hear the ocean lap and crash against the docks and if you close your eyes, it’s almost serene. A salty breeze whisks through your hair and…a wave of disappointed irritation washes over you. This could have been nice if Tae and Jimin had prepared you better and hadn’t abandoned you. You move to brush your hair away from your eyes, when your hand snags on the duffel in your lap. Oh yeah. You dig inside and find your clothes. There’s no phone, but there is a t-shirt, hoodie, comfy worn-in jeans, socks, sneakers, and baseball cap along with some basic toiletries, snacks, and water bottles. Your mild relief is short-lived when you feel a presence behind you and someone clears their throat.

Throwing your head back, you see Jin upside down, his smile fond, but brows concerned. He does a brief scan of the surroundings before settling on your pathetic huddled form. He emits a defeated sigh. “I assume Yoongi is gone?”

“It’s not his fault. The devil’s crotch goblins kidnapped him.”

“And you’re his replacement, huh?” He comes around so you don’t have to keep staring at him upside down. He crouches and peruses the duffel. “Well, at least they had a tiny shred of decency.”

“Mercy. Tiny shred of mercy. There’s nothing decent about those malignant minxes.”

He chuckles and reaches out, rubbing your shoulder. “Want me to drive you home?”

You take in your surroundings again. The ocean. Docked boats. Jin is dressed warmly, his torso secured with a life jacket and tackle vest. “You’re fishing today.”

“Yeah, but I can fish a different day. How about we order some takeout for breakfast and pick it up on our way home?” That does sound good, but… He continues, “And Taehyung just ordered a package of gourmet strawberries. We could eat them all and leave a few stems and the empty carton on Jimin’s night stand. And we can hide Jungkook’s banana milk and put a half drunk one on Taehyung’s night stand.”

You stare at Jin in awe. “That’s deliciously diabolical. Have them destroy each other from the inside out, but also with a dose of muscle KangaKoo. Way better than my plan.”

“What’s your plan?”

“Cut off all the heels of Jimin’s boots and play the long game of bribing Yeontan with peanut butter so I become his favorite instead of Tae.”

“Por que no los todos?” he winks. His reply has you both bursting into giggles, his shoulders shaking. Looking at him like this, you don’t think it’s the giggles that have you breathless.

Laughter dwindling down to soft smiles, you shrug the duvet off your shoulders and stand with Jin. “Let’s punish them later. I’ll keep you company while you fish.”

“Are you sure? I know you’re not a fan of fishing.” Jin shoulders the duffel and gathers the duvet up. There’s something about this moment that feels domestic and familiar. He’s barefaced, eyes radiant and lips slightly chapped. You love seeing him like this, relaxed in a way you rarely see. You know he doesn’t often get time like this to himself and you mentally curse at Tae and Jimin as you realize you’re playing into their hands.

But you would be lying if you didn’t appreciate having uninterrupted time alone with Jin.

“I’m not a fan of fishing, but I’m a fan of keeping you company. Didn’t you know you’re my bias?” You don’t know where your boldness comes from, but you’re satisfied when you see the tips of Jin’s ears go pink and his smile deepens.

An hour later, the charter boat is trawling the dark waters off the coast of Incheon. Your legs are tucked under you, perched on a welded bench next to the railing where Jin is casting his line a few feet upwind of you. The wind is a little choppier out on the open water, occasionally spraying mist that tickles some nostalgia in you, but a nostalgia you’ve never actually experienced, or at least not one you can remember.

It’s still early morning, but the sun is now fully in the sky. The waves sparkle and wink and you can barely see the coast. Maybe you should be admiring the vastness of the azul landscape before you, where the ocean bleeds into the sky, but you instead find yourself enraptured with Jin.

There hasn’t been much said between you and Jin since the boat left its berth. There hasn’t been any need. You revel in the peace that has settled in Jin, hair messily swept, cheeks bitten red, his hands firm and steady on rod and reel. His broad shoulders that seemingly carry the weight of Korea are lax. In fact, with his stance, he doesn’t seem to anticipate catching much of anything out here, and you wonder if his fishing trips aren’t so much for the sport, but for the escape.

“Are you cold?” Jin has his head cocked. You hadn’t even realized you were shivering which means he was paying more attention to you than you thought. You blush at the implication that he noticed you staring at him.

“A little.”

“Come here.” He reaches a hand towards you. You approach him with a protest ready thinking he’ll offer you his own jacket, but instead he positions your back to the rails and wraps his arms around you so he can continue fishing. You suck in a startled breath. Even with the life jackets creating a little barrier between you two, you can feel the heat emanating off him. With the bulk in the way, you have no choice but to wrap your arms around his neck.

Your heart quickens at the sudden proximity. It’s not the first time you’ve been this close to Jin. You cuddled the first night…but he was consoling you. He slept next to you the other night, but that was you consoling him. The only other time you felt this intense pull, this magnetism to him was when you did the dishes with him after the first dinner. You try to reason with yourself that the position you’re in now is for practical reasons. Jin is just trying to keep you warm.

But his face is right there. His face is right in your face. “You could have just given me your jacket, you know?” you say shakily.

“You would have kicked up a stink about it.” He’s not wrong. “Plus, I figure I’d give you a close up view of what you’ve been staring at all morning.”

He chuckles as you hide your face against his collarbone. “Stop laughing at me.”

“I’m sorry. You’re just too cute.”

“And you’re mean.” Of course, you don’t really mean that. The way his body is shaking in mirth has you smiling. You feel him press a kiss to your head and you feel the warmth of it spread through your body. You look up at him.

You don’t know what expression is on your face, but he suddenly looks unsure of himself. “Sorry. About the kiss. It’s hab–. Um, sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Jin shifts as if to let you go, but you tighten your arms and he stills. Your eyes zero in on his lips, pink and plush and so, so close…you bury your head in his chest again to stop yourself.

Jin loves you. He is in love with you. But for some reason they’ve been trying to keep it hidden from you. Jin alluded that his reasons were so you wouldn’t feel pressured to do anything. Hobi…well, you don’t know what Hobi’s problem is. Do they just want to wait until you are sure of your own feelings?

You think you love Jin.

But what do you know of love? Everyone claims the life you knew was fake, but all you know is what you experienced in that fake life. The love of friends and family. You had a few boyfriends and you had loved them. If that wasn’t real, then would you really know if you are in love now? You want to be fair to Jin. It’s clear he loves you dearly from his story and Jimin’s story.

And you don’t want to cling to Jin just because he’s there. To latch on to him. Another part of you reasons that you aren’t this way with any of the other boys. It’s not like you want to sink into them like you want to sink into Jin. You don’t want to be the only person they see like the way you want Jin to look at you. Only Jin.

Jin has returned to fishing. You can feel the way his arms hold strong against the resistance of the water as the line drags, his embrace tightening around you every now and then. He seems to absentmindedly rub his cheek against your head. Your ear is pressed to his chest and you can hear his heartbeat over the fluttering wind. Despite how steadily he’s been holding you, not just in this moment, but from the first moment you woke up, you’re aware that this whole situation hasn’t been fair or kind to him either.

You don’t know how long the both of you stand there like that, with you tucked into him, shifting occasionally so he can recast his line. When you next look up, the sun is higher in the sky and the day has warmed. Jin glances down at your emergence and smiles, gently rubbing your cheek with one hand.

“The vest left an imprint on your face.”

You pout. “I wouldn’t have been self-conscious about it if you hadn’t pointed it out.”

“I was worried your face might feel sore.”

You resist leaning further into his touch. “I’m okay.”

“Are you bored yet?” He assesses you. “We can start heading in.”

“But you haven’t caught anything yet.”

“There are definitely days Yoongi and I don’t catch anything. The captain usually gives us whatever he catches if we don’t so we can at least still have sashimi after.”

You lean further back onto the railing because it’s hard to look at him directly with him so near. “We can stay a little longer.”

He brushes your hair back, which is useless with the wind still blowing, but it feels nice. “Wanna play a game?”

“I don’t know. If it’s a fish naming game, I only know like five fish and I’m pretty sure one of them is a mammal, so really, I only know like four fish.” You’re pleased that you make him laugh. It’s not the windshield wiper laugh, but a deeper one from his chest. The vibrations it sends through you is thrilling.

“Well, there goes my idea. What game do you wanna play?”

You’re not that good at games and you don’t know many games. The ones that come to mind are Truth or Dare or Never Have I Ever. The latter seems like a bad idea when your memory is so messed up, and as much as you want the truth, you don’t particularly want to participate in any dares. The idea of truths sticks though.

“Um, how about Fact or Fiction? I state something and you tell me if it’s fact or fiction.”

Jin bites his lip, unsure. You pull on the ties of his vest and play with the buckles. You know he’s worried about overstepping the Rules. He has no idea that the Rules have already been mangled beyond recognition.

“Alright. Hit me.”

“Really? You’ll play?” You’re a little surprised he gave in, but you can tell he’s fond of how excited you are.

“I’ll play.” He laughs as you wiggle from a sudden burst of energy, your mind racing with things you want to ask. There’s just too much and you’re worried that he won’t answer or you’ll push him too far, so you decide to start small.

“Your favorite color is pink.”

He scoffs. “You already know that one. Fact.”

“What? I have to create a baseline.”

“Oh, am I taking a polygraph now?”

“Shush. Your favorite food is sashimi.”

He rolls his eyes. “Fact.”

“You have 20/20 vision.”

“Fiction.” That gives you pause. You know he sometimes wears glasses, but you thought it was more for aesthetics.

“Really? So are you wearing contacts?”

“No. I got lasik.”

“Oh.”

“You got lasik too.” Whoa, hold the phone.

Actually, now that you think about it, dream you had glasses and wore contacts. And since you woke up, you haven’t felt the need to wear any corrective eyewear. With everything else going on, it wasn’t really something you thought about. “I got lasik?”

Jin blushes. “My vision was really bad and the company convinced me to get lasik, but I was…nervous about it. So you went and got it first so you could coach me through the process. I couldn’t not get it after you went and did that.”

“I should hope so,” you joke. He huffs and squeezes you as you giggle. You sputter a bit on a strand of hair that the wind blows in your face and catch him watching you. “Were you scared?”

“Yes. But you were with me every step of the way.”

“Good.” You gather your hair and brush it all to the opposite side the wind is blowing. “Fact or fiction? You are a nightowl.”

“Fiction. I usually sleep early, around 2100, and wake up earlier than the other guys. I like to have some peace and quiet to center myself before the day starts.” But he’s been staying up late with you. Keeping you company, reassuring you. Just another way you’ve rearranged his whole life. No wonder Hobi wants you to stay away from Jin. A finger boops your nose, breaking you from your mental spiral. You scrunch your nose and look up at Jin. “Say the next one.”

“Hobi-oppa has a problem with me,” spills from your mouth.

Jin’s grin dims and settles into something contemplative as he considers your statement. “You heard the other night.”

You nod. There’s no point in hiding it. If you wanted to dispel any suspicions, you probably should have proceeded with the movie night, but you just couldn’t.

“Hobi doesn’t have a problem with you. He just—Sometimes I forget that you aren’t the only one affected by this…situation. That I’m not the only one affected. That each of us are affected. We all deal with it in our own way and Hobi is dealing with it the best he can. He blames himself for the situation—we all do—but he is especially hard on himself.”

“Why?” You can see that Jin’s struggling to decide if it’s too much to tell you, his hands stilling from reeling. “Please, Jin?”

He sighs and looks out at the water. “Hobi was with you. The both of you caught the sasaeng fishing out used tissues and water bottles from one of the dance studio trash cans. Hobi was gonna talk to Bang PD-nim directly, but you said you’d handle it through proper channels because you work in HR, so he let it go. He thinks he should have done more so you weren’t in the line of fire. So that you hadn’t been targeted.”

Hobi feels guilty?

He shouldn’t. Sasaengs are notoriously unstable and you’re grateful that none of the boys were hurt. If it happened all over again, you wouldn’t have changed anything. It was your job and the boys are yours to protect.

“So, Hobi might come off abrasive and controlling, but he’s simply…overprotective of you. Of us. He has a set choreography and gets worried when we step out of the careful lines he’s made to keep us safe.”

Grudgingly, you understand. Hobi’s always been more by the book. And for all his projected sunshiney, carefree persona, he prefers to deal with tangible results. Still.

“I need him to cut me some slack or I’ll suffocate,” you quietly confess.

Jin pulls your hands from his vest. You don’t know what he’s done with the rod, but he warms your hands in his.

“Jin. I need answers. I can’t keep living like this.”

His eyes search yours and you don’t know what he finds there, but finally, he nods. “We’ll get through this.”

You’re not sure if he is trying to convince you or himself, but you silently think he shouldn’t make promises like that.

—

Soon after, Jin gives up for the day. As he said, the captain has been successful and shares his bounty with Jin. As you head back to land, Jin coaxes you into the Titanic pose and you both try to reenact the lines, giggling and improvising a few more. He holds you from behind and at one point, he gathers your hair and grips it like a ponytail so that it stops whipping him in the face. It takes everything in you not to let your mind wander into obscene scenarios with him tugging your hair like that.

Jin takes you to a hole in the wall restaurant close to the docks. His guards set up shop in one of the booths near the kitchen doors, but you’re led to a tiny table in the kitchen where the ajussi cook immediately prepares the sashimi from the fresh fish the captain caught. Turns out the ajussi cook is the captain’s brother and he taught Jin how to filet fish and prepare sashimi, but Jin still likes it best when he prepares it. With all the reminiscing and ribbing between the two, Jin simply says, “Food tastes better with good stories.”

The sashimi is accompanied with a myriad of other dishes, the table balancing a precarious number of plates. And Jin is right. The food tastes amazing. Although that could also be because you haven’t eaten all day and you are starved. When it’s time to go, the ajussi refuses payment, but Jin sticks a thick bundle of won into the tip jar as you exit.

It’s only 1400 and you expect to head straight home, but instead, you find yourself at a noraebang. You’re intimidated because who wants to sing next to a world renowned singer? Jin is quick to quell your worries though, goofing off with trot and rap songs. He even raps Jay-Z’s intro rap to Rihanna’s ‘Umbrella’ and you both come up with a zany interpretative dance. He even gets his guards to leave their post and coerces them into doing a few Big Bang and TVXQ songs. Jin kicks them out after they get a 100 score on their ‘Mirotic’ performance, jokingly complaining that they’re trying to upstage him. You don’t remember ever having laughed so hard.

Jin convinces the driver to let him drive, so the driver joins his guards in a different vehicle. Windows down, lazy tunes in the background, the day begins to catch up to you. Somewhere in the middle of Jin telling you a childhood story about how Jungie-hyung forgot about him in the middle of hide and seek because he got distracted by a ppopgi cart, you fall asleep, lulled by his voice.

You’re woken with a gentle hand. You sit up and smack your lips, mouth dry. You hope you weren’t snoring or drooling. You’re parked in front of a sprawling estate. Jin helps you out of the car, which is for the best because you’re disoriented and distracted by your surroundings. There’s a long, paved driveway lined with trees, the lawn crisply manicured. Before you stands a two story house. Most houses in Korea are historic or modern fortresses, but this house is similar to an English cottage. It still has hanok influences in the trimming and modern influences around the big picture windows, but despite its size, it still looks cozy, teeming with flowers and plants and a smokey chimney.

“Wow,” you breathe, enchanted. “This house is gorgeous. I feel like we’re in a Studio Ghibli film. Where are we?” You turn to Jin who is carefully observing you.

“I’ll tell you in a bit. Walk with me?” He takes your hand and you let him lead you down a side path into the garden. The path leads around to the backyard where a natural pool channels off to feed the flowers and plants, a controlled chaos that is wildly elegant.

The both of you sit on a small wooden bench, stretching out your legs as you both lean back and take in the garden. The silence is comfortable. It’s been a long day and being here feels like a well earned oasis. The wind rustles the tops of the trees and birds call from the branches. Dragonflies flit above the pool and butterflies glide among tiger lilies, hydrangeas, and delphinium.

Jin has his eyes closed, head tilted back as a breeze runs through his hair, the last bits of sunlight painting his face in a golden light. He seems untouchable like this. An adonis carved of marble never to be sullied by mortal hands. Yet here you sit, legs tangled, shoulder to shoulder, the heat belying the cold art of him. He turns to look at you and something in his eyes looks fearful, nervous, resigned, and you think, being art must be lonely.

The feeling that everything is about to change seeps into you. Jin looks at you like he’s trying to memorize you, one hand holding yours and the other coming up to cup your cheek. His palm follows the curve of your cheek to your jaw and his thumb brushes against your lips. Your breath stutters and his eyes dip to where your chest heaves. It feels like you’re standing at a precipice, and the only thing anchoring you is Jin’s hold on you. He holds on to you so tightly trying to keep you there even as the void calls to you to step back and jump.

“Jin,” you whisper. He lowers his hand. “Kiss me.”

Jin’s eyes drop to your lips before his eyes pierce yours with a determination that sets fire to you. His lips meet yours and the sweet bliss of it cracks your insides like the first bite of creme brulee. You share a shaky breath as his arms pull you into his lap, his tongue swiping your lip before delving into you, savoring you with every curl of his tongue against your own. His hand leaves goosebumps as it brushes up your arms and cradles your head, your hands trapped against his chest.

It feels like everything Jin can’t say is in this kiss. His claim. His love. His declaration that he is yours. His worship and delight. His grief and anguish. And just as it fills your heart and soul with home, home, home, there’s a whisper, a red hot knife’s edge of a farewell that cuts you even as it brands you, ruined for anyone else.

With one last press of his lips to yours, Jin pulls back. His eyes are naked like all his strength went into the kiss and now he’s left defenseless. All you see is don’t go, don’t go, don’t go and you desperately want to tell him that you’re not going anywhere, but you can’t. You need to jump.

Jin carefully leads you to the front door of the house. Your stomach swoops as you anticipate the jump. He raises his hand and knocks on the door and it seems to echo heavily like a gavel at your sentencing. There’s no turning back as the door opens.

“Y/N! I’m so glad you could make it,” Areum says, cheerfully. She swings the door wider. “Come in! We’re only halfway done cooking, so I hope you don’t mind keeping Byeol company.”

“Of course not.” Jin’s tight grip on you loosens as you enter, but you stop when you realize he’s not following you. Areum continues on, but you turn back to him. The sun has almost set, the twilight casting him in shadow, eyes unreadable again. “You’re not coming.”

“Someone will come pick you up when you’re done,” he says evenly. Someone. Not Jin.

You don’t know what you’ll find here that scares Jin so much. You think you’re in love with him, but you can’t quite trust yourself. It’s hard to trust yourself when he’s looking at you like you’re about to leave him forever. But there’s one thing you do know.

You come up to him and press your lips to his. When you step back, he looks a little dazed, surprised. Pleased, you say, “Fact. I’m yours.”

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rockislandadultreads · 11 months

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LGBTQIA+ Pride Month: Romance Recommendations

Solomon’s Crown by Natasha Siegel

“A pair of thrones between us, and my heart clutched like a rosary within his hands ...”

Twelfth-century Europe. Newly-crowned King Philip of France is determined to restore his nation to its former empire and bring glory to his name. But when his greatest enemy, King Henry of England, threatens to end his reign before it can even begin, Philip is forced to make a precarious alliance with Henry’s volatile son—risking both his throne, and his heart.

Richard, Duke of Aquitaine, never thought he would be King. But when an unexpected tragedy makes him heir to England, he finally has an opportunity to overthrow the father he despises. At first, Philip is a useful tool in his quest for vengeance... until passion and politics collide, and Richard begins to question whether the crown is worth the cost.

When Philip and Richard find themselves staring down an impending war, they must choose between their desire for one another and their grand ambitions. Will their love prevail, if it calls to them from across the battlefield? Teeming with royal intrigue and betrayal, this epic romance reimagines two real-life kings ensnared by an impossible choice: Follow their hearts, or earn their place in history.

Love & Other Disasters by Anita Kelly

Recently divorced and on the verge of bankruptcy, Dahlia Woodson is ready to reinvent herself on the popular reality competition show Chef’s Special. Too bad the first memorable move she makes is falling flat on her face, sending fish tacos flying—not quite the fresh start she was hoping for. Still, she's focused on winning, until she meets someone she might want a future with more than she needs the prize money.

After announcing their pronouns on national television, London Parker has enough on their mind without worrying about the klutzy competitor stationed in front of them. They’re there to prove the trolls—including a fellow contestant and their dad—wrong, and falling in love was never part of the plan.

As London and Dahlia get closer, reality starts to fall away. Goodbye, guilt about divorce, anxiety about uncertain futures, and stress from transphobia. Hello, hilarious shenanigans on set, wedding crashing, and spontaneous dips into the Pacific. But as the finale draws near, Dahlia and London’s steamy relationship starts to feel the heat both in and outside the kitchen—and they must figure out if they have the right ingredients for a happily ever after.

I’m So (Not) Over You by Kosoko Jackson

It's been months since aspiring journalist Kian Andrews has heard from his ex-boyfriend, Hudson Rivers, but an urgent text has them meeting at a café. Maybe Hudson wants to profusely apologize for the breakup. Or confess his undying love... But no, Hudson has a favor to ask--he wants Kian to pretend to be his boyfriend while his parents are in town, and Kian reluctantly agrees.

The dinner doesn't go exactly as planned, and suddenly Kian is Hudson's plus one to Georgia's wedding of the season. Hudson comes from a wealthy family where reputation is everything, and he really can't afford another mistake. If Kian goes, he'll help Hudson preserve appearances and get the opportunity to rub shoulders with some of the biggest names in media. This could be the big career break Kian needs.

But their fake relationship is starting to feel like it might be more than a means to an end, and it's time for both men to fact-check their feelings.

Sizzle Reel by Carlyn Greenwald

For aspiring cinematographer Luna Roth, coming out as bisexual at twenty-four is proving more difficult than she anticipated. Sure, her best friend and fellow queer Romy is thrilled for her--but she has no interest in coming out to her backwards parents, she wouldn't know how to flirt with a girl if one fell at her feet, and she has no sexual history to build off. Not to mention she really needs to focus her energy on escaping her emotionally-abusive-but-that's-Hollywood talent manager boss and actually get working under a real director of photography anyway.

When she meets twenty-eight-year-old A-list actress Valeria Sullivan around the office, Luna thinks she's found her solution. She'll use Valeria's interest in her cinematography to get a PA job on the set of Valeria's directorial debut--and if Valeria is as gay as Luna suspects, and she happens to be Luna's route to losing her virginity, too . . . well, that's just an added bonus. Enlisting Romy's help, Luna starts the juggling act of her life--impress Valeria's DP to get another job after this one, get as close to Valeria as possible, and help Romy with her own career moves.

But when Valeria begins to reciprocate romantic interest in Luna, the act begins to crumble--straining her relationship with Romy and leaving her job prospects precarious. Now Luna has to figure out if she can she fulfill her dreams as a filmmaker, keep her best friend, and get the girl. . . or if she's destined to end up on the cutting room floor.

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Now I'm curious about what Narumitsu things you go "he would not fucking say that" about :0 Alternatively go ahead and give out the Narumitsu/Tasutsumu thoughts >:3

HELP OKAY. These will both be sooo incoherent and will contains spoilers so I will put this all under a read more just in case.

I will admit that I haven’t read any Narumitsu fics in a hot minute but I feel like a lot of the ones I TRIED to read back in the summer felt kinda like they were. Like. Stripped of the things that I personally like about them like the complexity and the admiration and how much they CARE for and will support each other despite being “rivals” on opposite sides of the court. And I’m not saying that every depiction of them has to be super complicated or emotionally life-changing or anything because I love reading just. Fluff or silly stuff. But I feel like they were being replaced by some generic yaoi pair where one of them is super dominant and possessive while the other one is super woobified, if that makes sense? And I would just stare and be like that is NOT them!!!! I feel like this happens to a lot of mlm ships though, especially when they’re popular. The nuance is taken away and the yaoi effect takes its place. Have you also seen this. Is this only in my imagination. Was I just bad at picking out fics (probably).

ANYWAY Narumitsu/Tasutsumu comparisons I am taking out my notes. This isn’t even necessarily romantic/from a shipping point of view, I just think they’re very similar!! First of all, they’re both pairs of childhood friends who had shared dreams. For Narumitsu, as children, they both wanted to become defence attorneys to protect truth and justice, while Tasutsumu wanted to become actors together. However, as they grow up, one of them changes paths, without warning, and not necessarily because they wanted to. Edgeworth ends up as a prosecutor instead of a defence attorney after being raised by Von Karma, while Tsumugi becomes a tutor instead of an actor. Meanwhile, Phoenix and Tasuku are both still working towards defence and acting but they both want to know what changed (although Tasuku has a lot better of an idea on that) and have no way of knowing.

Another thing is they both have a “divorced” arc where one of them had what they saw as a HUGE failure and then left to somewhere the other couldn’t follow. For Tasutsumu, this is the same situation above because Tsumugi abruptly changed paths BECAUSE this failure and Reni’s words affected him so much that he didn’t think he could act anymore. For Narumitsu, you could say that similarly, this aligns with the situation outlined before because Phoenix couldn’t contact Edgeworth in any way until they were on opposite ends of the court, but I was thinking more of the post-AA1 “PROSECUTOR MILES EDGEWORTH CHOOSES DEATH” era where Edgeworth got up and left to Europe. And I think these situations are more similar because in these, there’s more anger. Tasuku is angry that Tsumugi abandoned their dream, while Phoenix is angry at Edgeworth because he thinks that he’s quit being a prosecutor. I think that they both perceive this as selfish. For Tasuku, it feels like a betrayal to him because he thought that acting was so incredibly important to both of them and Tsumugi being able to quit after one failure is proof to him that it wasn’t as important to Tsumugi as it was to Tasuku. Plus, they’d been friends all their lives and he just leaves without a word!

Phoenix feels similarly betrayed because he went through SO MUCH to be reunited with Edgeworth and save him, to become his friend again, just for Edgeworth to disappear at the end of it all. In his eyes, Edgeworth is still operating on the basis that he needs to be perfect, and if he isn’t perfect at prosecution, then he might as well not be a prosecutor at all. To Phoenix, “Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth’s death” is him quitting prosecution for what he sees as a petty reason. By the end of Justice for All, we learn that for Edgeworth, this was not the case; “Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth’s death” was him abandoning his previous ways and becoming a new type of lawyer. He’d already been saved by Phoenix, and he was trying to learn how to become closer to that lawyer he dreamed of being as a child who fought for justice (rather than the ruthless prosecutor he’d been who was willing to do anything for a win and he also had to deal with the fact that he probably got innocent people convicted), which is what Phoenix had wanted. But can you blame Phoenix for thinking this? I mean, Edgeworth was vague as hell in that note and disappeared without a trace. Both him AND Tsumugi disappear without a trace, knowing where Phoenix and Tasuku are (Edgeworth reads about Phoenix’s cases in the news and Tsumugi goes to see Tasuku’s plays), but not letting them know where THEY are. Anyway, Tasuku and Edgeworth both thought that their respective friends were willing to give up on not only their dreams, their work, but also THEM because they were no longer perfect and were upset by this.

Also, this has less to do with their relationships, but a similarity between Tasuku and Edgeworth is that they were forced into “perfection” by their mentors. The ways their mentors made them act led them to becoming hated by their peers and also distanced them from why they were pursuing acting/law in the first place. Reni kept pushing Tasuku into the prince box and put him on a pedestal as the top actor, which painted a target on his back in God Troupe's competitive environment. This took away a lot of what Tasuku loved about acting; trying all types of new roles, doing it with people who share that passion, and just. Acting for the sake of acting!! And the way Reni had one idea of what “good” acting is and thought that he could only do princely roles, as well as his peers’ opinions on him and the way he couldn’t show weakness in front of them which furthered their opinion that he was cold and thought he was above them, when really he felt isolated and alone.

Von Karma hammered into Edgeworth since he was young that he has to be PERFECT, and that means a perfect win streak. I’m almost certain that he switched from defence to prosecution because of him (I just can’t remember if or where this was Actually Confirmed). He wants a perfect streak because of him. And similar to Tasuku, he’s kind of alienated by his peers because of it with the “demon prosecutor” image who’s willing to do ANYTHING to maintain that perfect win streak. And the fact that he’s been taught to care more about wins than anything else in his profession made him lose focus of his ideals and why he wanted to become a (defence) lawyer in the first place, which was to find out the truth behind a case and to bring justice and protect people!!

Also, they both eventually break away from those mentors!! Tasuku left Reni and God Troupe because he saw what he did with Taichi and Mankai in episode 3 and he couldn’t stay with a troupe that would be willing to sabotage others like this to stay on top of them. And after 1-4, after being on the defence podium, Edgeworth gets to see how Von Karma REALLY is and what he’s willing to do to maintain that streak and stay as the “best” prosecutor!! It puts things into perspective for him because he’s been taught to try to emulate Von Karma for most of his life but he realizes that if that means doing all of THIS then he doesn’t want to. They both decide they want to change. Perfection wasn’t either of their goals in the first place, they just wanted to improve and this is how they were taught to do that. And their morals lead them to changing for the better :)

#timeskip #narumitsu #tasutsumu #analysis #i guess this is an analysis. enjoy!! i hope this is understandable! and that it’s not too wordy #i could probably say more but my brain is fried rn :(#i’m not writing a proper outro sorry this isn’t for class i’m not making a proper essay <3

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final thoughts on the ilw finale: matthias edition (ch 23 spoilers below) @itlivesproject

First, I would like to applaud everyone on the @itlivesproject team for creating such a wonderful gaming experience ♥ The storyline, visuals, music- all of it would not have been possible (or as freaking amazing) without your tireless efforts. To the kings, queens, and rulers of the ILW crew: please accept these flowers 💐💐💐

my betrayal route:

edit: I know we were told to keep the sound on for the finale, but I think this WHOLE route needs to be played over clown music, anyways back to me trying to empathize w Boo Boo the Clown Rowan (dumb, evil edition)

ILW has variants- this is known. Matthias’ route has variants galore. Why try to change him when you can join him and change the entire narrative instead? I can’t think of any villains from past Choices books that have captivated my attention the way Matthias has. And with the sheer amount of options I could choose from to see how his story would end- I had to explore them all.

As a reader, I was giving his character some major side-eye throughout the series. But taking myself out of the equation, the way he is written makes it perfectly believable that Rowan could fall for his deception. A master manipulator, through and through. Prepare to make a lot of enemies with this route, because no matter what, everyone will hate you with every fiber of their being. Here’s the proof:

*wipes single tear from eye, sniffling* look at all those consequences. As everyone who has ever played ILW would say, PB could nevaahhhh 😗💅

In my main Matthias x Rowan route (where Ro is loyal to Matty to a fault), my attempt at betrayal didn’t give me the two evil lovers sipping cocktails by the pool epilogue that I was anticipating. Instead, my Rowan was dealt a more tragic (albeit karmically hilarious) conclusion that fits this portion of my analysis that I’d written on Grandpa Matty for ch 21:

Matthias’ cruel nature is no secret to MC, regardless of their relationship status with him. Romancing him, however, allows MC to justify it. But that doesn’t stop that bit of doubt from creeping up. What happens when they’re no longer enough? Deep down, they already know the answer. But as of right now, Matthias loves them. Wants them. Ironically, they voice out this hidden fear to Adrian: “It’ll never be enough. No matter how much you get, you’ll always want more.”

If we’re defining a happy ending as getting everything you want, then yes, it is possible for Matthias to have one. In fact, it is guaranteed. MC’s happily-ever-after with him, however, will always come with strings.

Humanity and Matthias do not mix. Period. His flashback scene to when he was still a mortal confirms that he has always been a man that wanted more. More than what the fates allowed. And if that wasn’t convincing enough, Mama Loha comes in and reads him to filth. Rowan’s ties with Matthias are severed the instant they become human. It was a messy divorce lmaoo

Rowan, the failed villain. This ending leaves them the most at odds with themselves, in my opinion.

From this:

To that:

Imagine feeling completely whole for the first time in your life, only to think of yourself as useless seconds later. Every iteration of Rowan grapples with their identity- their connection to the Power, and what that means to them. The tragedy of the blood!matthias route is Ro falling victim to Matthias predatory nature- the same one he used to manipulate Jocelyn, and countless others, to his will. He filled their ears with sweet nothings that they were more than eager to receive. Except, Matthias never accepted Rowan. Not completely, at least.

Matthias (to Rowan): “My darling, how anyone could think you were something so trivial as human is beyond me. You, my dear creature, are something the likes of which the world has never seen. A rose would pale in comparison to your beauty, and a lion would cower against your power. You are beyond extraordinary, and now you are all mine.”

Matthias builds Ro up to be what he wanted, not to what they were meant to/wished to become (in this route): human. Every other LI (unless you utterly fuck them over) will love Ro regardless of their fate. Matthias, on the other hand, proves that his love was always conditional. To the best of my knowledge, the only way you are able to achieve a successful Matthias x MC romance is if Rowan casts aside their humanity completely. Not even staying as they are, a mix between human and the Power, will work. While Matthias doesn’t flat out reject Rowan if they refuse to merge with their other half, it is impossible to be with him as they are. What happens when they’re no longer enough? Turns out, they were never enough to begin with.

There is something especially cathartic of having Ro kill Matthias after he betrays them. Justice for all the lies he’d woven over the years. But even in death, the scars that Matthias left on Rowan remained. Seeing the relief Ro has after regaining their power is sad to witness because it shows just how little they valued themselves. Grandpa Matty really did a number on them: made them think their worth was solely tied to their Power half. The only thing that made them special to him. The only thing that could make Rowan feel special now.

At the very end of the chapter, when Rowan is surrounded by wealth, Power flowing through their veins, they long to go back home. Back to Westchester. Despite having everything they thought they wanted, they yearn for the one thing they can’t have. The thing that they were told didn’t matter- the thing that made them useless. The same thing that, in the end, was all they truly desired. And that friends, is a sad way to send our Rowan off.

but on the other hand girl how could you be THAT blind he MURDERED PEOPLE and wanted to do it AGAIN- always trust Lincoln you dumb hoe

ILW refusing to let Ro stay human in a blood/betrayal route is just screaming: you really think??? you can just go back to being a mortal??? after doing all of that???? How Rowan came to denying their humanity is tragic under the lens of Matthias’ manipulation. But their descent to the dark side- their willingness to go against everyone who has ever really loved them? Yeah, that part earns them a special place in clown school with a big helping of consequences. Alone, wandering the Earth, never truly at peace- a fitting end for a fallen villain

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Quickly touching on the other variants of Matthias’ route:

I am HYPE that we get to win as the villain. If I’m fully committing to Ro’s evil era- I’m playing to win- and I wON BITCHES

Also I guess being an all powerful being makes wearing clothes seem trivial are they really just doing each other raw and walking around in the the nude 24/7????

DOUBLE CROSSING IS EVEN WILDER

I was POSITIVE that if Ro didn’t cross Matthias, he would end up killing them in the epilogue. Esp since they both had the thought of killing each other to achieve their ultimate, final form

This option is just a big middle finger to every relationship Ro has ever had. They really said I choose ✨me, myself, and I ✨

Also killing Matty will forever be so satisfying. The sinister smile they have right before they do it: chills.

There is also the option to play as the villain and lose (Ro and Matty die) but who would wanna put themselves through that??? hahaha.... definitely not coming from someone who decided to read all the BAD endings first

If you made it this far down the post, heyyyy thanks for sticking with me😄 I’m curious on y’alls thoughts on Matthias’ fate in ILW. How’d his story end for you? Feel free to share below/in the tags!

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Love Reading ⚧️ - February 2024 - Scorpio

Singles:

Who is Coming In: 10 Wands & The Lovers

Regarding: 4 Cups

Long-Term Potential: 5 Wands & King of Wands

No one new, just the same person you’ve been irritated with for ages. Why can’t it work, why can’t they get their head out of their ass? I get you being extremely attracted to this person, you think the sun shines out of their bum (when their head isn’t in the way), and it’s a burden on you to have to move on to anyone else. Why don’t they care? Why aren’t they trying harder? This person is passion driven, you’re romantically driven, that could be a big part of this, they may chase after superficial things, and you’re a person of substance. There are other people in the mix, and this person *could* actively choose you, but they don’t. That tells you all you need to know. Long term, you’re still either fighting with this person or conflicted over whether or not it’s possible, whether you two will ever be the stable connection you hope there is. It’s not “no” but it’s…you probably deserve better. Answers. Stability. Knowing where you stand. Being valued 100%

Messages:

- Old Time Romance 🌹

- Too Little, Too Late

- I have to figure out what I want.

CAMERA 📷

- Reminiscing

- Making Memories

- Learn from the Past

- Perception

Signs you may be dealing with:

Heavy fire 🔥 Scorpio, Leo, Gemini, Libra & Virgo

Couples:

Them: 5 Pentacles, Knight of Wands & The Emperor

Regarding: Ace of Cups

This could be someone that’s gone through divorce, or could be separating from you currently. Either for you or from you. You have backstabbing energy on your side. This person as very committed to you, even their messages show they think you are everything wonderful in the world and then some, but they feel abandoned by you. Could be regarding work, you moved up at your job and they feel discarded or left out, there’s not much time for each other. Could be issues with a family, maybe your family doesn’t like them for whatever reason. Specifically a father figure, or there are issues with a father on someone’s side that causes 3rd party energy in this connection. This could be a connection that moved really fast, too fast to know whether or not you two had anything in common…because they think you do, and you don’t. You’re not on the same page, and they’re hoping for a new cycle with you, to bring some life into this relationship…I don’t think you’re interested in that. Or even them. They could also be fresh out of something else, a very serious connection, and they’re still feeling the effects of that ending so you could be hesitant to even get involved. But they feel they’re ready, if that’s the case. They feel used, either by you, family, work, an ex, it’s like they’re looking to you for a new beginning but you’re the betrayer…or for some, you’re already involved, if so I’m not sure what they know, there isn’t any communication on your end.

Messages:

- You are my best friend.

- You’re the PERFECT person for me! 😍

LOVE CALL 📱

- Expressing Love

- Messages of Love

- Thinking of You

- Informing You

View From Above 🎈

“Get the big picture.”

Avoid being pulled in by people who use you and put you down.

You: The Chariot, Page of Swords & Temperance

Regarding: 2 Pentacles rev

You don’t know WHAT to do where this person is concerned. This can be like…work bestie, you’ve built a great relationship, you talk on breaks, you go out to lunch and bitch about coworkers, but now they like you? Some way/how you’ve got a crush on your hands, maybe because you’ve moved up and you’re looking good, and you don’t want to be an asshole but you don’t want to hurt anyone. You could like them too, Page of Cups clarifies. You’re overwhelmed, and it’s your goal to talk to them about needing more time, or taking your time, trying to sort out how this could even happen, I’m getting you two being very different. Possibly wanting different things, on opposite schedules, having different morals and desires, goals, plans. It feels very new, they have an Ace, you have a Page. If you’ve been committed to this person already and there’s been a separation or disconnect, they’re trying to heal things with you. I’m not sure where backstabbing comes in, but it’s in the mutual energy. It exists, so do lies, but no one is talking about it, specifically you. If you’re already involved, it’s a wake up call for you like whoa…was not trying to rush into an affair, but you don’t want to be mean either. Whatever you’ve said is sugar coated for them. Those that are committed, you are just trying to balance career goals & demands with relationship goals & demands, and having a hard time of it, there’s a lot on your shoulders. Too much. If you’re with someone already, you probably haven’t mentioned the one with the crush, because why would you? It’s handled.

Messages:

- Confusion 😵‍💫

- We don’t want the same things and it bothers me.

BACK STABBING 🔪

- Heartbreak & Pain

- Separation & Loss

- Deception & Lies

- Shocking Attack

Crossing Bridges 🌉

“It’s time for healing, mending, connection, and releasing.”

You are unique. There is no one in the universe quite like you!

Mutual: Page of Wands rev, 10 Swords. 10 Cups

Regarding: King of Cups

You’re lying. Or you’re dealing with another water sign, but King of Cups is Scorpio energy. Not telling the truth, not telling someone how you feel about something. Or they aren’t, and what’s being held back are deep feelings, whether it’s regarding love and desire for someone, or it’s about being exhausted and feeling betrayed by someone. At work possibly, your person may be under the impression you’re rising to the top and you’ve been lying to them regarding work. For the crushes, you or them go cold, you stop talking to them and hide it from your family (because it’s handled). I see betrayal, but I don’t see actions being taken. The betrayal is that nothing is said, feelings aren’t expressed, there’s no truth or clarity. You could ghost someone, a partner may find messages or something that leads them to believe you’ve betrayed them, because of no communication, it’s causing a painful ending or a major lack in this relationship. 10 Cups is what’s affected, what you want may inevitably end this, not being honest or speaking isn’t helping though. If you’re with someone, just say that. Or your partner could find something with this crush and assume the worst, could be that too. Ace of Swords and is rev at the bottom, speak up! At least for what you want, what is 10 Cups to you, what fulfills you and makes you happy? It could be work goals clashing with each other, but again you’re not speaking your feelings but assuming they’re not the same - essentially not giving this person a chance to understand, gain clarity, respond, clear the air, whatever. That’s the betrayal, you making decisions for…both of you? Could be. You could be shooting your self in the foot, and you both know it. If so, this person is crazy about you but they can’t do anything about your actions or back stabby behavior, but it hurts them.

SHIP 🚢

- Cutting Ties

- Moving On

- Receive What You Need

- Progression & Arriving

Infinite Abundance 🤗

“Abundance is pouring into your life.”

If nothing is moving in your life, you’re in a desert period. Use this time to perfect your sense of patience. Things will get better soon.

Signs you may be dealing with:

Gemini, Sagittarius, Pisces & earth 🌳

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For the Anon who asked for fic recs where Charles and Erik are getting/are already divorced; here's a list of my favorites. Note that there are mostly aus on this list as I took your request to mean marriage-divorce not beach divorce :D

Here's the previous rec list on Cherik stories re: proposals/getting married.

Ode to Divorce by GQD, Synekdokee

They were both present at the courthouse, seated at separate desks as they listened to the judge grant them divorce.

When the Spell Breaks – kianspo

Erik, a high-profile lawyer with a successful career, meets a 21-year-old grad student in a bar, and within a few short months marries him. He and Charles are blissfully happy, until Erik’s boss runs a background check on Charles and discovers he’s been cheating on Erik. Charles denies everything, as there was no affair, but Erik doesn’t believe him and throws him out. As Charles tries to figure out how to survive and stay at school that he can no longer afford and makes a lot of bad if not plain dangerous choices, Erik has to fight his own battle of discovering the truth and winning Charles back.

if only you could read my mind by jackgyeoms

Charles blurted “I want a divorce” and Erik blinked.

the things you love don't last by faerie_ground

Charles Xavier's marriage crumbles around him. He can do nothing but watch.

We have not touched the stars, nor are we forgiven (the things you love don't last remix) by hllfire

Charles hands Erik the signed divorce papers, but Erik has changed his mind. Too late, it seems. All he can do is go forward with the divorce. A year later, Charles comes back, and Erik can't help but wanting to see him. The only problem is things don't go like Erik had planned.

we never needed forever by softforsummers (orphan_account)

Seven months after Charles decided being married to Erik was too painful they run into each other at a bar. The smart thing to do would be to leave, run away before their encounter can reopen wounds that have barely begun to start healing. But neither of them have ever been particularly good at resisting the pull of their emotions. Maybe that's why when things fell apart Erik watched Charles walk away.

And So It Is by firstlightofeos

If you believe in love at first sight, look a little closer.

A story about chance meetings, instant connections, and casual betrayals between four strangers who have one thing in common: each other.

[An X-Men: First Class Closer AU.]

tabula rasa (the We have not touched the stars, nor are we forgiven remix) by isthiswhatiam

Charles and Erik's relationship had ended in a messy divorce over a year ago. When Charles comes back to New York after spending a whole year in London, he expects to feel nothing when he sees Erik again. What he doesn't expect is to find out just how wrong he is.

Lean On Me by SpiritsFlame

Ten years ago, Charles and Erik split up, dividing their six kids between them. None of them expect them to meet at summer camp. And no one could have predicted the results.

Note: Not exactly about divorce as they were never married, but they adopted children together - The Parent Trap au :D

Survival and Moving On by Anon on the Kinkmeme [Cherik, M, A/O, Abduction, Violence, Dubcon]

Prompt: Omega!Charles is a brilliant geneticist dedicated to a life of learning and teaching. Alpha!Erik is a revolutionary sworn to protect mutants at all costs. They meet, fall in love, and imprint. For a while, things are all rainbows and sunshine. However, Charles and Erik are two very different people. They care about the same thing (mutant rights, etc) but approach it almost from the opposite end of the other. Eventually things fall apart. They separate while Erik goes off to found his Mutant Brotherhood and Charles settle into the life of a scientist-teacher. But they’re still imprinted partners and it’s a bond that’s only broken with death. Epitaph (On Hold) and Mr. Lehnsherr is ill today, both by a_q [Cherik, M, A/O]

Written for kink meme prompt bringing up the idea how alpha/omega pair might function after a separation, if the heat was only manageable with the fixed mate.

Lonesome On the Shelf by ikeracity

After three years of marriage, Charles has to admit that his relationship with Erik has significantly cooled off. These days, they're barely ever home at the same time and it seems like every conversation they have turns into an argument. Charles misses the way they used to be, misses the spontaneous dinner parties and the surprise morning sex and the wake up calls in the early mornings to catch the sunrise. But it's going to take two of them to fix this marriage, and some days, it seems as if all Erik wants is to be rid of him.

A fic about rekindling marriage.

Note: Not exactly about divorce, but a marriage that's failing.

Lost and then Found by Gerec

Erik Lehnsherr is a detective in the NYPD, happily married for four years to Charles Xavier, Professor of Genetics at Columbia University. At least that's what he thinks when he wakes up in a hospital bed, arm broken and head swathed in bandages, his mother Edie holding his hand. A lot of things happened that he doesn't remember...the most important being the fact that he's no longer married to Charles.

Note: And one by yours truly!

#gerec rambles #cherik #fic rec #gerec's fic rec #divorce

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I’ve been thinking about belief for a while now and I still don’t believe he’s not cheating. They’ve been separated for a month at this point and he comes over very often to spend time with their daughter but in all that time it never came up that Leah is married with kids? It never came up that there’s a witness (Joris) that could easily clear everything up? Even if y/n didn’t want to talk to him he could’ve texted her, left a voicemail, write a letter with an explanation or have Joris or Leah contact her to explain. Literally anything besides not saying anything

Also how does Leah being married prove that Charles didn’t cheat? If anything it looks like Leah and Charles are both cheating on their spouses and are trying to cover it up

And even if he didn’t cheat why would he invite the woman everyone thinks he cheated with to their daughters birthday party? That’s so disrespectful to his wife! If I saw my husband and his alleged mistress together with our daughter I would be so devastatingly heartbroken. Especially at a family event where she can’t react without ruining her daughter’s birthday so she just has to suffer in silence, which y/n did emotionally suffer. Even if he’s not cheating that’s just mean

Why is he even hanging out with his alleged mistress at all? I can understand that he has to interact with her for work but any contact besides what’s absolutely necessary for work should have immediately ended the second the rumours started out of respect for his wife and daughter, and that woman never should’ve come to their house

And why is Leah acting as if it’s acceptable for to be in their home at their family event when the rumours are so public? Why is she acting like nothing’s wrong? She’s not friends or family she’s just a coworker, she shouldn’t be there. I know that she knows about the rumours so she must know that y/n thinks she’s sleeping with Charles so if she’s not a homewrecker why is she acting like she is?

“What did you see?”???? As if he doesn’t know what he did to upset his wife. That’s gaslighting 101 he’s trying to find out what exactly she saw so he can deny without accidentally confessing other things he did wrong

And don’t even get me started on Charles not publicly defending his wife and daughter when they’re being ridiculed by his fans because of his cheating rumours

Even if he didn’t cheat I would still divorce him because I couldn’t stay married to someone cruel enough to put me through such unnecessary emotional turmoil. His lack of action and his behaviour at the birthday party was just too disrespectful

Is it going to be revealed in a part two that Charles did cheat on y/n or am I thinking about this too much? But my intuition is screaming that Leah is up to no good

Idk maybe I’m just being paranoid because I just rewatched every single episode of Belatown and now I’m seeing drama and angst and betrayal everywhere😅

I may not like this version of Charles but I did really enjoy reading this story. You’re very talented and you made me feel a lot of emotions

🤭🤭🤭🤭

If you have been following me for a while, you might have known that I love leaving hints and plot holess and I loveee it when you guys point it out! There’s a reason why I didn’t make any interaction between Leah and reader so you have no clear picture of Leah’s personality yet! But you’ll never read anything that involves cheating and ends with a happy ending in here so I’m currently thinking if I should give guys a happy or sad ending.

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hey, quick question, why does everyone think Dabi would want to return home? A theme I see in most fanfic is dabi retuning home and I’m just confused on why would he? I’m sure as much as he loves his siblings, they’re not enough to make him go home.

I think it heavily comes down to how people interpret Dabi - both in terms of his backstory and what he's like as a character now. Part of the view he will be redeemed - the "soft" view if you will - is definitely a remnant of past headcanons about Dabi actually wanting to protect his family all along. We know now those aren't true, but persistent popularity is hard to get rid of even in the face of canon evidence otherwise.

Personally, I just think it makes sense thematically with his backstory. Dabi never had a place in his own home as anything other than a tool, so now that the Todoroki household is something where they are trying to heal and become a proper family, well, it doesn't make sense for no attempt to be made for that to extend to Touya as well, either by the characters or by the plot itself.

Plus, Dabi's backstory is rife with elements of hurt, loss, betrayal, fear, jealousy... you name it. The idea of 'Dabi returning home' whether literal or not, requires a confrontation and exploration of a lot of those themes, hence why it's so beloved amongst fic writers. It is, in a way, examining the 'making and unmaking' of Dabi, and exploring the Dabi-Touya dichotomy.

Or it could just be that authors like fluff and family comfort, and that trope is one of the only ways Dabi gets a happy ending not entirely divorced from canon events. I can't be sure what it comes down to - I personally interpret Dabi's character a little bit differently every time I write a fic with him in it. For example, my time loop fic - I originally intended both Dabi and Shouto to die at the end, before figuring the alternative was more appropriate for the depiction I was aiming for. But I'm sure it's different for other authors.

But yeah, depends on who's making the interpretation and how to go about it. I personally do it for the reasons above - I like exploring a kind of cyclical element with Dabi's development, and him 'returning home' is a good way to do that.

I hope that makes a bit of sense, anon, and thank you for the thought-provoking question!

#asks #ask answers #bnha #dabi #bnha meta #anon

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toadminako · 2 years

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I’m filled with ideas for what will happen with Nandor, Guillermo and even Colin Robinson in S4, but I’m still at kind of a loss for what will happen to Nadja and Laszlo.

We know Nadja’s going to open a nightclub, and Laszlo will of course be raising Baby Colin , but what about their relationship with each other when they’re reunited? Laszlo abandoning Nadja at the end of S3, even though his undead heart was almost in the right place, seems like a pretty deep betrayal.

While it WOULD still be sorta in-character for Nadja to immediately forgive him and for them to return to business-as-usual, I think a “Vampire Divorce” period would be way, way funnier.

Like, they’d have “divorced couple trying to make the best of it” vibes around little Colin Robinson, arguing over who what he eats, what hideous clothes he wears, where he goes to school. I hope they give him a “we still both love you” speech. I hope they turn him into a horrible little amalgamation of both of them.

#also they can end S4 with a wedding episode where they renew their vows #that's my theory for what the altar reference means #wwdits #wwdits s4 #wwdits speculation #wwdits spoilers #nadja x laszlo #Colin robinson

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🤑 Secrets of 'Pump Rules' Stars' Incredible Financial Success! 🌟

Tom Sandoval and Raquel Leviss' Cheating Caper: A Comedy of Paychecks Alright folks, gather round, because we've got some Vanderpump drama that's juicier than a squeezed lemon at Lisa's restaurant! 🍋 You remember Tom Sandoval and Raquel Leviss, right? Oh, you know, the duo that made cheating scandal an art form and turned Bravo's Vanderpump Rules into a Shakespearean soap opera with a side of paycheck drama. 🎭💰 So, there we were, innocently watching the start of Vanderpump Rules season 10 in February 2023. The big talk of the town? Tom Schwartz's escapades with Leviss, all while going through a divorce with poor Katie Maloney. And let's not forget, everyone's favorite hobby: gossiping about Sandoval and Ariana Madix calling it quits after nearly a century—wait, I mean a decade—of dating. The reason? Sandoval's infidelity, which was like a plot twist even the writers of the show couldn't make up! 📺💔 But wait, folks, it gets better! Our dear Sandoval, in his finest "I-can't-believe-this-is-my-life" moment, put his Vanderpump pals on blast. He went on the "Howie Mandel Does Stuff" podcast in April 2023 and let those dirty laundry air like it was laundry day in a windstorm. He's all like, "Hey, all these guys are treating me like I'm their personal scandal-generator. They're milking this drama cow and making me out to be a narcissist. It's like I'm their daily content vending machine!" And those fellow cast members, bless their hearts, were more interested in asking Sandoval questions about the cheating caper than they were in picking out their morning socks. "Oh, Sandoval, did you cheat? Did you really, really cheat? Can you say 'cheat' one more time for the sake of our podcast?" Sandoval was on the verge of pulling out his hair extensions (or is it real hair? No one knows!) in frustration. 🎤🧠 Meanwhile, Raquel Leviss, the other player in this theatrical debacle, decided it was time to point her perfectly manicured finger somewhere else. She was like, "Yo, network peeps, why ain't you paying me enough to handle this level of scandalous shenanigans? I deserve a scandal bonus, darn it!" She spilled the tea on Bethenny Frankel's podcast in August 2023. According to Leviss, producers were waving the "you get paid based on your previous season's performance" flag in her face. She thought, "Alright, time to perform like a Broadway star on Vanderpump Rules. I'm single, I'm ready to mingle, and I'm gonna make this show my personal stage!" 🎤🎭 And just like that, Vanderpump Rules turned into a twisted version of Monopoly, where scandal earns you cold, hard cash. So, without further ado, here's the scoop on each cast member's post-Sandoval success (and I mean success in terms of money, not morals, mind you): - Sandoval: Still riding the wave of his scandalous infamy, pocketing dollars every time someone says "cheater." - Leviss: Out there, single and ready to embrace the drama for the sake of her bank account. Cha-ching! - Schwartz: Probably trying to figure out how he ended up in a real-life soap opera, but hey, drama sells, right? - Ariana Madix: Collecting royalties for every sigh, tear, and raised eyebrow she bestows upon her scandalous ex. So, folks, if you thought Vanderpump Rules was just about cocktails and brunch, think again! It's a wild world of scandal, betrayal, and paychecks bigger than Lisa's fabulous hats. 🍹👒 Stay tuned for more Bravo hilarity, because you know the drama never stops in this reality TV circus! 🎪📺# Tom Sandoval and Raquel Leviss' Cheating Caper: A Comedy of Paychecks Alright folks, gather round, because we've got some Vanderpump drama that's juicier than a squeezed lemon at Lisa's restaurant! 🍋 You remember Tom Sandoval and Raquel Leviss, right? Oh, you know, the duo that made cheating scandal an art form and turned Bravo's Vanderpump Rules into a Shakespearean soap opera with a side of paycheck drama. 🎭💰 So, there we were, innocently watching the start of Vanderpump Rules season 10 in February 2023. The big talk of the town? Tom Schwartz's escapades with Leviss, all while going through a divorce with poor Katie Maloney. And let's not forget, everyone's favorite hobby: gossiping about Sandoval and Ariana Madix calling it quits after nearly a century—wait, I mean a decade—of dating. The reason? Sandoval's infidelity, which was like a plot twist even the writers of the show couldn't make up! 📺💔 But wait, folks, it gets better! Our dear Sandoval, in his finest "I-can't-believe-this-is-my-life" moment, put his Vanderpump pals on blast. He went on the "Howie Mandel Does Stuff" podcast in April 2023 and let those dirty laundry air like it was laundry day in a windstorm. He's all like, "Hey, all these guys are treating me like I'm their personal scandal-generator. They're milking this drama cow and making me out to be a narcissist. It's like I'm their daily content vending machine!" And those fellow cast members, bless their hearts, were more interested in asking Sandoval questions about the cheating caper than they were in picking out their morning socks. "Oh, Sandoval, did you cheat? Did you really, really cheat? Can you say 'cheat' one more time for the sake of our podcast?" Sandoval was on the verge of pulling out his hair extensions (or is it real hair? No one knows!) in frustration. 🎤🧠 Meanwhile, Raquel Leviss, the other player in this theatrical debacle, decided it was time to point her perfectly manicured finger somewhere else. She was like, "Yo, network peeps, why ain't you paying me enough to handle this level of scandalous shenanigans? I deserve a scandal bonus, darn it!" She spilled the tea on Bethenny Frankel's podcast in August 2023. According to Leviss, producers were waving the "you get paid based on your previous season's performance" flag in her face. She thought, "Alright, time to perform like a Broadway star on Vanderpump Rules. I'm single, I'm ready to mingle, and I'm gonna make this show my personal stage!" 🎤🎭 And just like that, Vanderpump Rules turned into a twisted version of Monopoly, where scandal earns you cold, hard cash. So, without further ado, here's the scoop on each cast member's post-Sandoval success (and I mean success in terms of money, not morals, mind you): - Sandoval: Still riding the wave of his scandalous infamy, pocketing dollars every time someone says "cheater." - Leviss: Out there, single and ready to embrace the drama for the sake of her bank account. Cha-ching! - Schwartz: Probably trying to figure out how he ended up in a real-life soap opera, but hey, drama sells, right? - Ariana Madix: Collecting royalties for every sigh, tear, and raised eyebrow she bestows upon her scandalous ex. So, folks, if you thought Vanderpump Rules was just about cocktails and brunch, think again! It's a wild world of scandal, betrayal, and paychecks bigger than Lisa's fabulous hats. 🍹👒 Stay tuned for more Bravo hilarity, because you know the drama never stops in this reality TV circus! 🎪📺 Read the full article

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