#and I want to cry every time I rewatch and she can't remember their faces and I hope she had love and laughter and music in her first life

[artgroves]

Andromache and her sisters

#Andromache of Scythia #The Old Guard #I've been thinking a lot about Andromache's sisters #I think Andy was the youngest #and her sisters were warriors - she had to learn it somewhere! #I love the idea that she grew up in a home with strong women around her and that she was loved #and I want to cry every time I rewatch and she can't remember their faces and I hope she had love and laughter and music in her first life #for The Art Guard's Music Theme

[cvntrlseecvntrlvee]

home is where the heart is

↠ pairing: wonwoo x reader ↠ genres: fluff ↠ word count: 900~ ↠ a/n: thinking abt bestfriend!wonwoo today 🥺 also ty to @hannieween who always reads all the little drabbles i type into her inbox, that’s how we ended up with this. she also helped write part of it, the an at the bottom will explicitly say which bits!! hope you guys like it uwu

bestfriend!wonwoo who keeps you company after your break up with your shitty ex boyfriend.

bestfriend!wonwoo who lets you lean on his shoulder while you guys watch the latest episode of bake off and you’re ugly crying with a tub of ur favourite ice cream.

how he tries to distract you the next day by inviting you to play mario party because some of the boys are over and he doesn't want you to wallow in your room by yourself.

the way, after the boys leave, he takes you into his arms while on the couch and letting you snuggle into the warmth of his chest as you sniffle a little. wonwoo smells like fresh laundry and he rubs a comforting hand up and down your back.

to you, wonwoo was home.

this is basically yours and wonwoo’s dynamic haha.

and he would never admit it out loud, but he honestly loves it. he loves as you ramble mindlessly, asking him pointless questions about nothing and everything at all. he remains quiet, but every now and then he’ll say is that so? setting you off on another tangent. 

you laugh at your own jokes, which makes him laugh as well. it's the kind of laugh that makes his nose scrunch and makes him push the rim of his glasses up a bit.

and when ur away for the weekend, visiting ur parents, and wonu is home alone, the silence is deafening, and he misses you. 

he misses you during breakfast, how you'd grumble about having to go to work and rant about the woes of capitalism and the five day work week. 

he misses you when he's rewatching the previous episode of bake off on the cold couch alone, and how you'd be telling him about the history of shortbread and something about an alliance between scotland and france. 

he misses you when he's out walking the dog after dinner and how you'd be talking his ear off about every little thing that happened to you that day, in chronological order.

wonwoo's life is quiet and greyscale when you're not there and he misses the colour of your laugh and your smile and the sound of your voice.

one night, he finally convinces you to go out to the movies with him. you've been feeling better lately, and you can't remember the last time you cried about your ex.

he buys you the biggest tub of popcorn, making sure the worker slathers it with extra extra butter (even though he knows its gonna give him a tummy ache later). and he watches you fondly as you try to choose between the buncha crunch or mike and ikes (his two favourites) before settling on both. 

he also gets you a cola slushie, but your hands get cold from holding the cup, making you clasp them together between your thighs when you finally go to sit down, and he wishes, god how he wishes, he could just grab your hands to warm them up a bit.

you guys decide to see the latest action movie, a genre which you love, but sometimes you can't handle the blood and gore that comes with it. so when the bad guy's about to get sliced to hell, wonwoo quickly throws his hand up to cover your eyes.

you grab his hands to move it away because im a big girl, wonu, i can handle a little blood (except your pants are on fire and you absolutely cannot) but he knows this and does not budge.

and when the scene is finally over and he moves his hand away from your face, you're still holding on to it, not letting go

wonwoo sends you a look but you've got ur eyes glued to the movie, as if holding his hand is a normal occurance (it's not) and you're not freaking out like wonwoo currently is (you are, in fact, freaking the fuck out).

wonwoo settles back in his seat, loving the way your hands feel around his and laces his fingers with yours. you keep his hand in your lap, squeezing everytime sometimes stressful or surprising happens on screen and wonwoo rubs back and forth on the back of your hand when you do.

when the movies over, you still don't let go of his hand, and neither does he. not when you’re picking up ur bag to sling over your shoulder, not when he's picking up the empty food boxes to throw away, and not when you're walking home together in the cool of the night, as you rehash the movie ending, swinging your hands between you when you get a little too excited with your theories

you're both still unwilling to let go of each other's hands when you make it back to your shared apartment, as wonwoo keys in the door code, and it isn't until you're in the hallway, in front of your two bedroom doors, that you realise neither of you want to ever let go.

so you don't.

you let wonwoo hold onto you tightly while you tell him you had a lot of fun tonight and he replies saying he always has fun when he's with you. and you get on your tiptoes to press a soft kiss to his cheek, both of your cheeks warming up.

and it isn't until then that wonwoo let's go of your hand, choosing to instead grab your face with both of his and leaning down to kiss you sweetly

wonwoo tastes like a mix of movie theater butter, fruity candy and salted chocolate.

and best of all, wonwoo tastes like home.

a/n: this is my first time writing something in this sort of format! let me know what you think!! also the first part aboutt he rambling and the bit aboutt he cola slushie are courtesy of v, she's really fab and you all should go read her writing 👀👀👀

here are some lil extra bits that i didn't put into the drabble but i still think are cute to think abt hehe

gif 1 by @jeonsupershy // this wonu when he finally gets the girl he's loved all his life

gif 2 by @meowonhao-main // this wonu when you shyly nod yes to wonu asking you out to a real dinner date

this wonu (yes, im obsessed w this photo leave me alone) when you climb into his lap to snuggle after a really shitty day at work

this wonu when you whine that his kisses are too sweet and you want him to kiss you like a man

this wonu when he's about to ask you to marry him and legally be stuck w his loser gamer ass for the rest of ur life

u when u say yes because he's YOUR loser gamer ass and u love him so SO much 🥺🥺🥺

#seventeen fic #wonwoo x reader #seventeen x reader #wonwoo scenarios #wonwoo fanfic #writing #mine #title: home is where the heart is #author: cvntrlseecvntrlvee #band: svt #member: wonwoo

[phantaloon]

okay okay im finally finished with both eps and here's my genuine opinion

the cast is 10/10, every single one of these kids knows exactly what they're doing and WHO they are, i can't imagine anyone playing each character better than them

the slight change in Sally and gabe's dynamic gave me a bit of whiplash at first, but the second time watching it, i kinda really dig it better than the books

the way they're portraying percy's feelings of inadequacy and the whole "i know I'm broken, i don't need you to make up stories for me"? fucking devastating, but it fits so fucking well (i can't remember if this is shown as deeply as it's shown here)

sally jackson is the most badass mfer and i fucking love her she is the godly parent fuck poseidon

it's been said before but sally calling percy perseus when she wants him to listen >>>

LOVED how they gave us the impression of percy having riptide while facing the minotaur, only for them to take it away (not really but percy didn't know that) and having percy face the minotaur book style rather than movie style

ANNABETH SAYING PERCY MUST BE THE ONE I SCREAMED

i am fucking loving the way they're doing percy's rage, like maybe it's bc i don't remember it as clearly in the books, but it's so raw, and walker does an amazing job portraying it, but the whole part where he offers food (a thing meant to be for gods) to SALLY, king behavior fr, and that monolog about making his father see them?? actual goosebumps

leah does such an amazing job portraying annabeth's indifference and apparent arrogance, i can't explain how much i love her, like she does it so subtly, it's just little gestures, but she IS annabeth chase (this felt especially cooler after seeing her in interviews, where she's actually really shy irl)

im not going to lie here, and like im sure it was done on purpose anyway, but i am feeling it kinda rushed, and I get it really! they won't waste time in the many chapters spent during camp introducing the world to us, when they've got few episodes, and the whole quest to showcase instead, but like, i would have loved to see percy training with luke (and besting him) and annabeth showing percy around camp (second time we've missed that) and idk just some fun little details, but like i said, i understand why they HAD to rush the intro, so I'm not upset about it or disappointed, just smth to notice

having said that, i really did love the bit of luke guiding percy through several activities trying to figure out his "calling", the callback to percy's horrible archery skills is 10/10

annabeth's yankees cap is fr a yankees cap and im crying

i nearly forgot, but im loving the nightmare sequences, i love how they're keeping the "voice" so faceless and shapeless, but just a light in the darkness of a nightmare, and really it's a great figure, bc a light in a nightmare is usually a good thing, it's the thing you run towards, and it's usually smth that helps you, but here, the light in the darkness is anything but good (quite literally) and he literally taunts percy, and fuels his fear and bitterness, and ugh I love it

the whole capture the flag sequence is 10/10 as well, i can't explain how much this healed me, just like annabeth leaving percy to be bored to death on his own, when she was right there, the transition between luke's "percy's got this" and percy doing the fucking floss dance? cinematic masterpiece, and like the fight sequence was really well done and crafted much much better than many others that rely on slow mo or weird angles, like the fight with clarisse and her spear was gold

dior's scream as percy breaks clarisse's spear alone deserves an emmy

leah portrays annabeth so effortlessly and naturally, I've said it before but i love her

i got like 10 seconds of annabeth interacting with percy and i can already see them together forever ahdjdj

overall 10/10 will rewatch again and again and again bc I'm in fucking love even if it does feel a bit rushed at times and there was the same lack of the hellhound as the movie

#pjo #pjo show #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo tv show #pjo tv series

[kvrokasaa]

Darling

cw: atsumu x reader, fem!reader, kissing, fluff, reader has a backstory, mention of someone dying, reader has a little brother, set in college

wc: 3.8k

A/n: I've been having Atsumu brainrot, mans literally has me rewatching Haikyuu for him.

"....Y/n-chan?" A sudden voice pulls you out of your head, you turn and see Isa standing there, waving her hand in front of her face. "Goodness, were you even listening?" She pulls a stern look, but you know that she's only pretending.

You just made it back to school after taking a year off for family issues. You needed to clear your head. Thankfully, the college let you come back, but there was one issue. You had to redo your first year. When you first heard this, you were taken aback. But after some time, you decided that you'd actually benefit from this. Being able to meet new people and not having to worry about others in your original grade level ask about what happened and why you were gone for so long.

Isa, your friend since your second year in middle school, opens her mouth to talk, but you can't hear what she's saying. Your mind is still clouded with memories of what happened just a few weeks prior.

Before you took off a year, it had been the beginning of your first year in college. But before you even had time to get accustomed and find out what major you wanted to take, you received news from your brother that his dad had died. You and your brother have different dads, and you were never close with his dad, only remembering him from when he was a drunk and always demanding everyone's attention and time. So the news wasn't that life-impacting for you, but you can't say the same for your brother. You took a year off because you knew that your brother needed you, he was only a first-year in middle school and needed all the support he could get.

"....But anyway, that's all that you missed." Isa's voice comes back into your mind, purging the memories of seeing your brother crying with a small black suit on. "So, do you know what you want to major in now?" She smiles at you, but the smile vanishes when she notices that you aren't paying attention again. "Seriously, you need to focus. I know that someone in your family just died but.." "He wasn't in my family," you interject. You don't want people to hear that he died, you don't want the pity looks -- you can't stand the pity looks.

"Right, not in your family." She stares at you before finishing, "But seriously, you need to focus. This isn't high school, you can't just cheat on everything." Isa raises her hands in mock surrender when you give her a pointed look. You understand what she means, you have to pay attention in class. You shouldn't let these thoughts get ahold of you.

"Culinary." Isa gives you a confused stare, not expecting the word to come out of your mouth. "I want to major in culinary." The look never leaves her face. "But you don't like cooking, and you've almost burned down my kitchen every time you've tried to cook."

You nod your head, "Yeah, I know. But over my break, I cooked for my family and realized that it helps." "So, like a coping mechanism?" You nod at that, yeah you guess it is a coping mechanism. You know her question before it leaves her mouth. "I'm going to major in culinary and take business classes afterward."

Again, "Bakery." The one word ceases the confusion written all over Isa's face. "Okay, did you get everything filled out? I can help if you want." You give her a pointed look and a playful glare, "You just started college, like, yesterday. There's no way you know how to help me already."

You both laugh. "Alright, this is me. See you later, and hey, tell me if there are any cute guys!" Isa waves you goodbye and rushes into her class. You let a small smile mold onto your face, only Isa knows how to make you smile when your mind is covered in darkness.

You make your way into the building. The culinary class is in the fine arts building and has its own cafeteria. To say you got lost more than once would be an understatement. You cringe at the embarrassment of having to ask three different people how to get to the culinary building.

You rushed into the class and finally made it. But now you wished you didn't. More than half of the class were looking at you, their eyes drawn to you like a magnet. You pushed some hair behind your ear and walked down to an open seat. But before you could sit, the professor calls you up to the class. A sigh leaves your mouth, you hope this won't be too embarrassing.

"Miss, L/n, mind telling me why you're late?" You put your head down, your hair fanning over your eyes, concealing them from everyone else in the room. "Sorry, I got lost. I-" "How many times have I heard that excuse?" The professor sighed and looked around the room. Everyone looked away, trying not to get caught. From the looks of it, everyone is supposed to be taking notes, writing on the whiteboard is what gave it away.

"Mr. Miya." Two boys flinched, but only one of them raised their head. He has blonde hair, more like orange, and his eyes a light brown. He smiled sheepishly, "Hey teach." His tone was full of awkwardness as if he was embarrassed that he was caught. "This isn't your class, go back to your own." The professor gave him a small glare, looks like you're both not her favorite people. "Aw, come one, Mrs. Greene. Practice ended early," Miya smiled.

She sighed and looked back over to you, then nodded over to Miya. "You don't need the notes today. Take it as a small punishment for not coming early," she finished with small malice in her tone. "Atsumu, give the new kid a tour." You were about to interject, to tell her that you've been here before. But Atsumu already grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the class.

After you two were father away and you couldn't hear the small giggles from the room, Atsumu dropped your hand and placed his behind his head. "That class is a snooze, why do people even take it?" He wasn't asking you, which was obvious. But you still answered, "Mainly because they want to." You didn't mean for your voice to be full of malice, it just came out like that. You expected Atsumu to be a little mad, but he only looked at you from the corner of his eye and laughed a little bit. "Yeah, I guess that's why."

You thanked that he wasn't mad, thankful that he let the comment roll down his back. "Anyway, what do you take?" You should elaborate, but Atsumu understood. "Volleyball, I like it. It helps me forget about stupid things, and it's fun to play." He smiled after he finished talking about his favorite sport. "Yeah, that's why I take culinary. It helps me forget about things." Why are you telling him this? It took half a year for you to tell Isa, your best friend, why you took a year off of school. But this boy, you just open your mouth and the words pour out.

"What things?" Atsumu's hands are back down by his side, resting inside of his pants pockets. He gives you a confused look, not a pitiful look, or a pushing one. He's just genuinely curious. And before you could stop yourself, the words leave your mouth. As if he's pulling them out of your throat. "My stepdad, well not anymore, my mom divorced him a while ago, he died last year. He drank himself to death, he was supposed to quit, he told my brother and mother that he'd quit. But he started up again and this time he.." You look down, not wanting to finish the last few words.

Atsumu understood though. He finished what you were going to say in his mind. "I'm sorry, didn't mean to make you remember it." "Oh, don't be sorry. He hasn't been in my family for a while now, and I don't really care. He was an asshole. Guess that makes me selfish, huh?" Atsumu shook his head, his hand making its way up to your back, moving you away from a passerby riding a bike. "Nah, you're not selfish, he lost your trust, that doesn't make you selfish."

That's the first time someone told you that you aren't selfish for thinking this way. Everyone else gave you glares and told you to shut your mouth, but this boy that you just met told you the words you've been waiting to hear. "So you like cooking because it helps you forget about him?" It took you a second to remember why you even started talking about your old stepdad. And after that second, you nodded, your face back to its fake brightness. "Yeah, but it's not just that. I like to cook, used to hate it honestly, but now it helps me and I can make good treats." You put on a fake smile and walked a little faster, wanting to get done with the doom and gloom talk.

After the tour, which you didn't really need, was over, you both headed back to the dorms. The sun was almost setting, which shocked you. The college was so big that it took you almost a full day to go over. But it wasn't just the buildings you went over, Atsumu showed you some private spots that he visits when he needs to clear his head. Of course, one of those spots was the volleyball gym, but also some really beautiful places. You didn't expect a jock to be this nice and have some personality.

"Which one is your dorm?" Ever the gentleman, he wants to walk you to your dorm. But too bad for him, you don't live in a dorm, you were able to get your own apartment last year. Thank god the lease didn't expire when you went back to your hometown to see your family. The owner only smiled and wished you luck, you're so grateful to have a landlord like him.

"I have my own apartment, so no need to walk me home." Atsumu's eyes shined, his smile even wider than when he was talking about volleyball, which was really wide. "Cool! Can I come over?" Usually, you'd say no, of course, you'd say no. A boy is asking to come over and you live alone. But the puppy eyes Atsumu gives you make you give in, which is a new thing. The only puppy eyes that work on you are from Isa and your little brother.

Atsumu's smile got even bigger when he heard your sigh. "Fine, but no staying long. I have a friend coming over later."

You both made it to the apartment and headed inside. "This is really nice!" His hands roamed around, his fingers tracing patterns on the tapestry hanging on the wall. He went to the kitchen to look around some more when you suddenly remembered your room. Clothes are everywhere, and what's worse is certain clothes that a boy shouldn't see are on your floor. You rushed to your room, slamming the door and quickly cleaning up.

Atsumu's knock at the door made you stop in your tracks. "Everything okay?" He sounded worried, you could almost picture his eyes full of worry and confusion. You almost smile at the thought. You gently slap your cheek, snap out of it, he's just a boy. But that brings a blush to your face, a boy is in your house and you're alone.

Thoughts form in your mind and the blush deepens. You quickly open the door, out of breath and disheveled, "Yeah, perfectly fine!" His hand comes up and rests against your forehead, "Are you okay? Your face is really red." Your blush deepens even more and you swat his hand away. "Yeah, I'm fine, just come on." You push away from your room and walk to the front door, "You got the tour, now leave. My friend is coming over soon."

After the door closes, you sigh and slump against it. The blush finally goes away. You wish you could go inside your brain and wire yourself to not like Atsumu. But it's obvious from the thoughts and the blush that this stems more than like.

After a fun night with Isa, aka just drinking and watching cheesy rom-cons, you ushered her to leave. Once everything was clean and the lights were out, you made your way to bed.

"Okay class, today we're going to the cafeteria. You need to make some cake, make sure to look at your notes for reference!" Mrs. Greene shouted out before everyone left.

Everyone got to the cafeteria and made their way to the kitchen, all the equipment already lined up and clean. You're confused as to what cake everyone is making, but from the small whispers you concluded that it's whatever cake you really wanted. You decided to make something easy, a moist strawberry cake with cream cheese frosting.

After an hour of baking, everyone was assigned to put their cakes up and let the chef decide which one is the best. A competition, you suppose. You placed your cake on the tray and then placed it where everyone else put theirs.

"Your cake looks nice," a small, almost tired-sounding voice followed you back to the section of the kitchen where everyone is standing. "Oh, thanks," you gave the person a small smile, but it faltered when you saw who was talking to you. Is this a trick? Did Atsumu dye his hair? The stranger noticed your widened eyes that were staring up at his hair and quickly said, "I'm Osamu, Atsumu's brother." The shock wore off and you quickly nodded. "Oh, that makes sense. Nice to meet you." You were going to say your name, but Osamu shook his head. "I know your name, Y/n right? Atsumu wouldn't stop talking about you last night."

A small blush made its way up to your ears, he was thinking, no, talking about you last night? You thought you were crazy for thinking about Atsumu last night, not daring to voice those thoughts to Isa, but Atsumu was thinking about you too? The thought brings a small smile to your face. How nice, a random boy whom you just met, and that you're in love with, you think, has been thinking and talking about you last night.

The chef, more or less the instructor, clears his throat and you direct your attention back to him. He gives the class a kind smile, in complete contrast to Mrs. Greene, and points at your cake. "This one is the winner," he looks over at you and smiles again, "Great job, Y/n." Everyone claps, and you feel very accomplished, but also a little empty. It's hard to explain, you just got praise from your class and the instructor, but you feel like you haven't gotten praise from the one person that matters. And that person isn't Isa, she would praise you every time you made something that she could eat.

You're missing praise from a certain teasing blonde.

"Alright, now you can all eat some cake, but save room for lunch!" The instructor calls over everyone since they're talking. You take a piece from your own cake and wrap it up, saving it for the man who's intruding on your thoughts. The instructor looks at you confused, usually people take a piece of cake from other people's cake. "It's for someone else, Mr. Greene," Osamu butts in and explains How did he know? Also, Mr. Greene? As in Mrs. Greene? Mr. Greene and Mrs. Greene are married?

You shake off the thoughts, that's not important right now. You say your goodbyes and head to the volleyball gym. But footsteps that aren't yours stop you in your tracks. You turn your head and see Osamu walking up to you. He holds up the bento as a way of getting you to understand. "If I don't bring Atsumu some lunch, he'll get pouty and won't shut up about it the whole night." You make a small 'ah' sound and carry on to the gym. But a thought stops you again. "Wait, do you and Atsumu share a dorm? How? I tried to get in with Isa but they wouldn't let me." Osamu shakes his head, "No, we have our own apartment down the street from campus. Thought it would be better that way," he explains.

Your face drops, are you serious? Why did Atsumu act so excited last night if he also has his own apartment? What's this guy's motive? "Don't try to figure him out," Osamu interrupts your thoughts. "It'll only give you a headache." He shakes his head and sighs. A small mutter of 'stupid Atsumu' was heard from his mouth, but you didn't point anything out.

You both made it to the gym after a short walk paired with a little small talk. The sounds of balls smacking the ground were heard from outside and you flinched a little. How aren't they hurt? You sighed and walked into the gym, almost getting hit in the face before you had time to shut the door. A little shriek left your mouth and every player hyperfocused on you. You felt small under their stares.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" A tall guy with owl-colored hair shouted. "There's a girl!" Another boy, a little shorter with orange hair also shouted. The ladder jumped over and smiled at you, despite him being shorter than the first guy, he was still taller than you. "My name is Shoyo, what's yours?"

"Y/n!" Atsumu shouted as he waved at you, jogging over to you. The shorter boy, Shoyo, looked over to the sudden shout. "You know her?" Shoyo asked. Atsumu smiled at you and then looked down at the bento in your hands. "Mm, is that for me?"

You followed his eyes, when did the bento get into your hands? You looked over to see Osamu, but he wasn't there. Your face fell, did he really just leave you alone with a bunch of men you've never met before, minus Atsumu? The weight left your hands and you looked back down to see the bento in Atsumu's hands. "Thank you," he smiled. "Oh, actually that's from your-" but he walked away before you could finish.

"We're practicing so you're going to have to leave," a boy with curly black hair told you. "Oh be nice Sakusa," the owl-looking boy said, "But he's right, you're going to have to leave, bye-bye!" He waved at you. Before you leave, you can hear Atsumu, "Hey, don't rush her, Bokuto!"

You smile and shake your head, and this time you don't try to hide the smile. Finally accepting that maybe you're starting to like this playful boy.

"Oh, really?" You giggled. It's been over five months since you met Atsumu and, as his rule, you have to call each other every night. If you don't call him, he gets super pouty and complains about it all day.

Atsumu's telling you about his day, talking about how he set the perfect ball for Bokuto and how they crushed the other team. They had a tournament early today, and they now, which you professed how you're super proud of him and his team. In the background, you can hear Osamu yell for Atsumu to shut up and go to sleep.

It's half past 11 and Atsumu seems super wired, still full of adrenaline from their earlier game. You smile at their little arguments, they always have them, and it's cute. "Oh really? You think our arguments are cute?" Shit, did you say that out loud?

You blushed and covered your mouth. "Okay, well I have to go, bye!" You quickly hung up the call and screamed into your pillow. How many times have you let your mouth speak your thoughts unintentionally? The first time was when you were with Atsumu at one of his spots, he looked so pretty and you accidentally voiced your thoughts. Thank god he thought you were talking about the sunset.

"Good morning, Y/n-chan!" Hinata's voice echoed through the walls of the gym. He waved and smiled big at you. You smiled and waved back at him. Over the five months, you got really close to the other players on the team. You even got close to Sakusa, which was surprising to everyone because he does not like people. But you suppose he appreciated how you always sprayed down a seat and cleaned it for him, and always put on hand sanitizer when you walk into the gym. Everyone said their welcome and good morning's to you as you walked past them, and you got pulled into a hug by Bokuto.

Atsumu ran up to you and hugged you, his arms tightly wrapped around you. "Good morning, Y/n!" You laughed and pulled away from him if you didn't, he would've tried to hug you for five minutes. Which you don't have time for. You grabbed his hand and led him to the club room.

"Here." You pulled a piece of cake from your bag, which is in a plastic bag. This is a tradition now, you lead him to the club room, give him a piece of cake, and wish him good luck in practice. You don't want the other players to see the cake, they'll want some and you don't have enough for everyone.

Atsumu likes it this way, it's like he gets his own thing from you.

What never happens in this little tradition is Atsumu eating the cake. He takes a bite, big enough to almost have eaten the whole piece in one go. "Mm, this one is good too, what is it?" He licks his lips and hums in delight. You smile, "It's just a normal carrot cake, I like them a lot and thought I'd share it with you. The carrot at the top reminded me of your hair." Your smile gets bigger when you see his little glare.

He swipes some frosting onto his thumb and sticks it in his mouth, "Mm, it's so good, can't stay mad at you." You smile again, happy that your work is appreciated by him. "Here, have a taste." There was no cake left, you gave him a confused look. But that confusion dissipates as quickly as it came when you feel his lips on yours.

His tongue makes its way into your mouth, his arms sliding around your waist, the plastic bag long forgotten on the floor. Atsumu pulled away, his arms still around your waist, "It's good right?" You could only nod in response, still shocked by the sudden kiss. Atsumu's hand made its way up to your cheek, his thumb smoothing the skin. He leaned in again, this time for just a peck. "Have a good day, darlin'"

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu #haikyū!! #miya atsumu x reader #miya astumu #miya atsumu #miya osamu #miya twins #hinata shoyo #hinata shouyou #hq bokuto #bokuto koutarou #sakusa kiyoomi #haikyuu sakusa #msby sakusa #msby bokuto #msby atsumu #haikyuu msby #msby black jackal #atsumu miya

[piercedmysoul]

i just finished rewatching the second season of doctor who and im absolutely devastated like i am every time.

like doomsday is some of the most heartbreaking television i have ever seen it gets me so bad every time. they build up this complicated relationship between rose and the doctor for TWO SEASONS!!! they flirt and he tells her more and more (including that he was a father once!!!) she starts to even learn how to operate the tardis almost. she picks up on his mannerisms and behavior and knowledge (for example at the beginning of the doomsday ep when she's threatening the daleks and doesnt even flinch..), she even saves him on multiple occasions and he trusts he FULLY. he finally has a real ally. she promises him multiple times she will be with him forever and she means it and he accepts it. he has an EQUAL. she gives this whole speech too about how he's all alone out there saving the universe and needs someone by his side and how she wants and needs to be that someone. they care about each other so much. he almost tells her he loves her in the satans pit. they obviously care about and love each other so fucking much. and i have never seen the doctor cry. i can't remember if he cries in the seasons after that but IF he does its very rarely. and he cries when he loses rose.

that moment when she was reaching for the lever and he knew what was going to happen, you could see the pure fear on his face.

he made her like that tho. they kept hinting at it with all the shots of her learning how to drive the tardis and saving him and solving things before him and acting like him. she became just like him and thats what made their end. because she knew getting to that lever was dangerous but she did it anyway bc thats what the doctor would have done. and she refused to leave him too.

and then she fell into the parallel universe anyway and got taken away from him forever. (sort of)

and they didn't even let him say it back to her. she said she loves him and he wanted to say it back but he disappeared before he could say it and thats the most devastating moment of it all because they couldn't even give him that. and then he cried. he never cries.

and when she was talking about leading a normal life and he said "thats the one adventure i cant go on" like i feel sick.

they were perfect for each other. she learned so much and taught him so much and they were perfect. and now shes gone and he has to move on.

its just pure devastation. that is such a sad ending for them. it breaks me every single time.

#and watching this when im older hits even harder bc now i can see all the foreshadowing and writing and nuances and symbolism #and it hurts even more #i think no one can fully understand me as a person if they havent seen the first two seasons of doctor who. #i know this has been said a million times probably but its such an incredible story #sighhhh #doctor who #tenrose #rose tyler #tenth doctor

[thecasualauthor]

@jilymicrofics March Prompts Day Seven: Enraged

(yes i'm aware it's a bit of a stretch but I needed to get this out of my system.)

Yeah so I rewatched all the Pirates of the Carribbean movies and this was the result.

@kay-elle-cee you told me to tag you in this so here you go!

Read below the cut!

James stands at the water’s edge, staring out at the waves. At the ship he’s now bound to. At the ocean he’s now cursed to serve. 

Lily watches him, heart in her throat, dreading the moment he’s to walk into the surf. She walks up slowly beside him, feeling the sand between her bare toes. She threads her fingers through his when she reaches his side, resting her head on his shoulder.

“It’s nearly sunset.” 

James’ voice is barely a whisper, but Lily hears it. He turns to face her, searching her expression. How many times has he looked at her in this way? Like she's his entire world, like she's everything? She can't imagine a life without him, and not for the first time, rage courses through her at the sea goddess who's cursed him.

Ten years. He's going to be gone for ten years.

The thought goes through her like physical pain, and Lily chokes back tears.

“James,” she whispers, and James squeezes her hand.

“I know,” he says, and his voice carries every ounce of sadness and devastation that she feels. Lily swallows hard and places her hand on his chest.

It's like the sea beating against the cliffs is calling him. Where are you? It seems to ask, Your place is here. The waves crash over the lighthouse, and Lily only barely feels the spray of the ocean on her legs, barely registers the breeze traveling through her red hair. “It's always been you," she whispers. "Always.

“I know,” James whispers. “I know, Lily.”

She rests her forehead against his, brings her hands to either side of his neck. James holds her by the waist, and they stay there for a moment, breathing heavily, neither of them wanting to let go, savoring every single moment that passes by far too quickly. Then, as if he can’t stand it any longer, James turns and heads for the ocean. Out of sheer panic, Lily grasps his hand, only to feel it slide out of her grip. She stands there, reaching for him as he walks down the beach. 

For a split second she stares at him, and– she can’t let him go just like that. That can’t be the last thing she remembers about him for the next ten years. 

“James!”

The cry comes out strangled, raspy, and James turns only to intercept her, gathering her in his arms and kissing her fiercely. Time seems to stand still. The salty breeze from the ocean, the rhythmic crashing of the waves, and the distant cries of seagulls all fade into the background. Lily clings to James, savoring the taste of his lips, the warmth of his embrace, trying to imprint the memory on her soul. I love you, she thinks desperately, trying to convey each word through the kiss, because he has to know. Has to know how much she loves him.

When they finally break apart, they stare at each other, and James gives her a sad smile. 

“Wait for me, Evans,” he murmurs. Lily nods.

And then he’s gone. 

#jily #jily microfic #angst again #blame will and elizabeth #this is their fault #I will never recover from awe #this is part of the grieving process for me #james potter #lily evans potter #potc au #emma floods the jily tag with jily

[ladymelisande]

I remember when I read Fire and Blood, I loved the character of Alicent. She was the type of big bad girl we love to hate. She is even in my personal top of the best villains. And then HOTD came along. At first, I was happy to see Olivia Cook, an actress that I adore, to play Alicent. But when I saw that there was a change of age and then saw the series itself... Well, I might as well say that I was extremely disappointed. What the fuck did they deliver?!

Honestly, Alicent is the character that has been ruined the most in the show after Daemon, even Rhaenyra wasn't as completely butchered as this great antagonist was. The way she has been written makes me want to cry as someone who likes writing in villains' heads.

But worse is that, when it comes to visuals at least, I could see young Alicent somehow becoming more like her book counterpart after the time skip and I was frantic for them to do that because rewatching I noticed that Emily Carey, dumb comments aside, did nail some of the bitchiness and expressions I would expect in the younger version of Alicent:

And this vapidness should have grown, she should have got worse but because these writers feel Alicent is right and justified on her bigoted rubbish and that she is a poor victim being gaslighted by Evil Rhaenyra, what we got in the second part can only be described as Olivia Cooke's crying face, not as Alicent Hightower:

Here is her crying face when Viserrys is telling to shut the fuck up about Rhaenyra's kids because she is putting their lives in danger.

Here is her crying face after her 'accidental' order to murder Harwin and Lyonel. because you know she is not a fucking queen or an antagonist, she is a stupid ninny without agency that can't even have her own spy network without being a victim.

Here is her crying face when she is about to stab a child.

Crying face after she totally apologies about stabbing Rhaenyra because not even the only thing she has done by herself can stick. Nope, she has to cry it out.

Here is her crying face in the episode where she should be taking the throne and organising the Green Council by herself.

It's like the directors really wanted to bait for an Emmy this season, so they told the actress to do the same crying puppy dog face to be caught by the camera in nearly every scene in every episode, and since the writers sucked the soul out of this character, she is as menacing as a lamp and frankly boring. I have been commented about my Aliicent POV in my fic but when I write her I honestly can't imagine Olivia as her for the life of me, because my Alicent has agency and is an actual antagonist... I don't even know what that thing in the second part of the show is, but I can't call it a character.

They delivered a bland self-insert, basically. We wanted an antagonist and they delivered a crying little puppy.

And honestly, Alicent Hightower deserved better.

#may answers #alicent hightower #anti hotd #asoiaf

[demonslayedher]

Things that went through my head while watching this episode:

--It's pointless for demons to fight each other… unless it's fun.

--Have we ever seen more joy on Nezuko's face? Maybe joy isn't the right word, but it's close, at least for a demon. I know we're getting more of Nezuko: Advanced in the swordsmith village, but I really wish we couldn't have gotten just a little bit more of her losing herself like this to drive home the point that, at her core, she is currently something different from human now, and for as long as she's not human, she'll run the risk of doing this again. Also, it would drive home just how hard she's always had to fight her demon nature, even if it did get easier once she freed herself from Muzan's control and unlocked the restorative powers of sleep.

--Speaking of Nezuko's powers, Daki's right, Nezuko is a but of a one-trick, two-trick pony using the same sloppy kicks and slashes all the time--she totally lacks finesse or conscious effort to improve in her fighting abilities. Rather, the abilities she comes up in the moment--exploding blood, and now regenerative abilities that put Daki's to shame, and hardened blood that saves her the trouble of her body part flying every which way--are things that her more of a gut reaction of what she wants in the moment. And, while there's other motivation behind it like wanting to protect her brother, what Nezuko wants most deeply and simply in those moments is violence. Rui? She wanted him to burn. And here, we see she wants to hurry up and get back in the fight--a fight which has now been more safely removed from where Tanjiro is--and she summoned back her form purely for the purpose of want to kick Daki again, really hard. And when Daki makes that's harder? Nezuko adjusts, again, so that she can kick her harder. Oh! Turns out stomping on her is pretty satisfying. Let's do more of this. Tanjiro who?

--I love how before Nezuko truly remembers the song--much less who she is--she is very slightly starting to calm down as she feels the memory of her mother (or least enough of a memory of her to welcome her ghost back, if that is the case. These poor Kamados have a such a busy afterlife) . Some fun things Hanae-san said in the Kimetsu Radio reaction to this episode were that Kuwashima-san (a veteran seiyuu who voices Kie) had to reign in her very skilled singing voice to make the lullaby more believable something a simple mother would sing to entertain a child, and Hanae's first recording session for Yuukaku-hen was the "singing" (thank goodness he didn't) of the lullaby as Nezuko is beating him up, as the animators/producers wanted to fit the scene to his performance and timing instead of the other way around. As for his timing, he considered it on a panel by panel basis, down to every whack and thump from Nezuko that interrupts him.

--Hey, Tanjiro, stop making promises you can't keep. You sure as hell haven't been able to keep Nezuko from getting hurt and having to fight. You said something similar to this right before Daki crashed the town.

--Speaking of promises he doesn't have the power to keep, I love Uzui laying into him about how he made such a brazen promise to Oyakata-sama about this not happening. It's doubly satisfying after having rewatched that recently.

--I love the scene of Daki whining and crying at Uzui so much that it spawned a feel-good fix-it AU, in Part 1 and Part 2.

--I love how when Gyutaro first made an appearance the fandom's collective response was, "His voice, I hate it!! …It's perfect."

--Because it is!!!!

--Excellent job, Ohsaka Ryota-san. After your career of voicing pretty boys, I hope you had the time of your life performing the most wretched a voice imaginable, yet still making us all fall hard for Gyutaro as a character. Good source material for his story, yes, but what really sold his anime adaptation for me is the cooing and affection in his voice not just for Daki, but even for teasing Tanjiro later.

--On that note, I love Daki's complexity. Aren't we all like her, at some level? "I did my best, but it didn't work, I'm done being a big girl, time to baby me?" We all have an inner Daki, she just blows it to demonic proportions.

--Then again, that's something that makes her such a foil to Nezuko, the other feature imouto of this episode: in the Taisho Secret, Tanjiro harps on how she was always so reasonable and patient and mature, even when she was hurting (which I guess makes her a good embodiment of the "don't you ever get tired of being nice" meme). Even though tiny!Nezuko indulges in getting Tanjiro's love and attention, as a human, she never hoarded Tanjiro for herself or expected him to do anything special for her. However, she and Tanjiro had a secure, loving family, whereas Ume & Gyutaro's enire worlds were each other. Now as demons, they take "unhealthy level of attachment" to a literal level.

--One thing that makes me curious is how often Gyutaro comes out and does anything, as it seems Daki doesn't frequently undergo anything as frustrating as Nezuko's fire or a Pillar chopping off her head. However, Gyutaro has eaten more Pillars than she has, and as the more powerful one, presumably done the larger share of killing the Demon Slayers who come into town. Sure, maybe Daki has to fish them out, but maybe there are a lot of times when it's more advantageous to just sick Gyutaro on somebody right away instead of blowing Daki's oiran cover. Also, perhaps earlier in their demon careers, Daki got beat up on more frequently so Gyutaro was more acively involved in beating bullies up, hence, why he got Muzan's attention.

--In the midst of this long and different night Tanjiro is already having, he's just so bright and happy to hear the sound of Inosuke's voice and that is heartwarming. And I just had to check against the manga, yup, Tanjiro is totally confused that Zenitsu seems to be asleep. He's got no idea. I love how, perhaps, all three of them have had no idea for all this time. Nezuko, though. Nezuko's witnessed it four months ago and I'll bet that scene plays in her dreams.

--Speaking of Power Napping, I love how Nezuko looks so little here, like the littlest she's been in this whole series???? She may as well be asleep on her mother's back again while being unable to stay awake to watch Dad perform Hinokami Kagura. I hope she's having good dreams about her mother.

--Finally, a doodle I made after this episode first aired:

#kny rewatch #my art #kamado nezuko #and more

[softquietsteadylove]

I'm rewatching The Hungergames right now and thought it must be possible to imagine Thenamesh in this kind of situation.

"You can't hide in here forever."

Gil nearly yelped, but he couldn't help it. He had been all but trembling since they got on the transports, and now things were really setting in. They were really here, they were really going to be competing with each other - to the death - in a matter of weeks.

He really had volunteered to go in Phastos' place.

Her name was Thena, he remembered from their briefings. She was from District 2, and a favourite to win the whole damn thing. She was smart, she was strong, she was trained in blades and deadly from head to toe. And she was really pretty.

"Well?"

"S-Sorry," Gil murmured, creeping out from the solace he'd found in the equipment room. Everyone else was in the training room already, showing themselves off (or just trying not to look like a walking target).

"Don't apologise," she said immediately, crossing her arms at him. "Your decisions are your own from here on out. You have to be prepared to live with the consequences of every one of them."

"Right," he murmured, not entirely sure how to talk to the career driven girl. He fidgeted with his hands in front of him.

She paused, though, tilting her head at him. Her hair slipped over her shoulder. His eyes followed it. "You volunteered to compete in place of your brother."

Yes, he had famously volunteered as tribute, the first example of it in years, supposedly. They were from District 4, not the worst off, but not the best either. They had grown up swimming and fishing, but Phastos was a nervous kind of kid. He was better at inventing contraptions than wrestling with his fellow man.

Gil had heard his brother's name called, looked over and seen Phastos crying on Ben's shoulder, and ran forward.

"I admire you for it."

Well, he hadn't been expecting that. He looked up at her, finding a rare smile on her face. It was so beautiful it made her seem almost human. "Uh, thanks?"

She dropped her arms and her rigid stance all together. More and more she looked like a girl close to his age--a girl he could have known were it not for this shit show. "I volunteered for my brother."

Oh! He didn't even know that was allowed.

"Druig is smart, but he isn't strong," she admitted quietly, looking down at her feet. "He isn't a Fighter. But I am."

He knew that. Everyone around them knew it--Kingo had even told him that bets were passing hands in her favour. "What about the other guy?"

"Ikaris," she muttered, looking up at him again. "He's a Fighter, and I suppose I can't blame him for being angry with me. Because I volunteered, they had to re-raffle the boys' names."

Yeah, that was a pretty good reason.

"Be careful," she advised, "around him. I mean it--I may be at the top of his list, but Ikaris is vicious. I think he's the only one here more capable of a kill shot than I am."

Gil winced. He wasn't sure he wanted to see that. He wasn't going to be able to keep his promise to Phastos at all.

Thena stepped closer to him, though. "But he's not invincible--none of us are."

She seemed almost excited by that.

"Ikaris has a terrible temper," she continued telling him lethal information on her temporary teammate. "He's easily baited. And his form and technique aren't really that good, he's just strong. If you find yourself in range of him, play dirty."

Gil almost scoffed but Thena stepped in closer again. His jaw clapped shut, his cheeks flushing as he caught the scent of fancy shampoo off her hair.

"I mean it, Gil," she pressed, and he barely had to time to ask how she knew his name. "Taunt him, tease him, do anything necessary to make him lose his cool. It could end up saving your life if I'm not there."

"If you're not-"

"And stop cowering during the training sessions!" She was back to ordering him. She stepped back though, placing her hands on her hips. "I know how strong you are. You thought no one was looking but I've seen you re-rack the training weights like they're scraps of paper."

Yeah, it was from a lifetime of hauling fishnets onto the boats. It was a core workout if ever there was one.

"We might have to play their game, but I refuse to believe that our only allies are ourselves," she stated outright, gripping her fists as if she had her signature dual blades in her hands. "My advisor is sweet--maybe a little too sweet for all of this. But Ajak knows how the games work, how to get sponsors and how to poll well so people want to keep you around."

Well, that was easy for her to say, Gil couldn't help thinking. She was cool, beautiful, had that kind of unattainable don't-talk-to-me charm that could drive guys nuts. Of course she would be popular with the audience!

"I've got my eye on you, Gilgamesh," she concluded, stepping towards the door again. She looked at him over her shoulder. "Just...remember what I said when you're out there."

He didn't know if she meant in the training room or once they were really out there in the field. But he nodded, newly convinced that yeah--maybe he could make it through this. Just maybe.

#Thenamesh AU #Thenamesh Hunger Games AU #I have thought about this #and I have to admit #and I was tempted to make them #advisors or grizzled victors who have to train the kids #Thena has that cranky mentor kind of vibe #and Gilgamesh would be the 'fun' mentor #if that's possible #and obviously and completely soft on her #despite everything going on around them

[rapha-reads]

Doctor Who rewatch

Series 4 episodes 08 and 09

Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead

A FULL PLANET OF LIBRARY - now that would be a dream. Especially if I could just teleport people out when they annoy me.

Remarque : the Doctor says "spoilers" first. Just, little funny things you notice when you're rewatching for the 20th time.

"If you want to live, count the shadows." - line that should be as often quoted as "don't blink".

RIVEEEEEEEER - hello Space Hair! I love River so much. Note to River haters, Moffat haters and RTD fangirls : River, arguably one of the most intriguing and exciting characters of New who, was introduced by Moffat, during the RTD era. Do what you want with that.

"I lied, I'm always lying." - rule number one : the Doctor always lies. Seems like River picks up the Doctor's rules as her own.

"Bet your life?" "Always" - LISTEN. In this episode? That line? UNCALLED FOR. That's really mean.

"Almost every species in the universe has an irrational fear of the dark. But they're wrong. It's not irrational. It's Vashta Nerada." - lines that really explain why the whole show is known for having audience dive behind their couch. That is properly creepy, Doctor.

CRASH OF THE BYZANTIUM. River references the Byzantium as early as s4!!! I had forgotten that! Moffat really had everything lined up from the start. Man, I love his writing.

The pain on River's face when the Doctor says he doesn't know who she is... I need a tissue.

River not knowing Donna... Hurts. Donna deserves better. Donna needs to come back. Come on, Flux + new RTD era? We can totally bring her back, rewrite her ending!

Squareness gun - Jack has one in s12 - those little easter eggs you would hardly notice if you were a normal person. Luckily I am not a normal person.

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"And then you remembered" - Doctor Moon is really creepy. That whole dream world, with time just jumping around, gives me the heebie jeebies.

Ooow, Lee. Sad. Donna makes me sad.

"Gorgeous and can't speak a word." - and later on when she says "what does that say about me" and then you just want to cry because Donna just wanted to be loved. She wanted someone to love her completely and unconditionally and she thought she didn't deserve it, she thought she was unlovable. And yet she was absolutely fantastic, just brilliant.

River's pain turning to anger : "He hasn't met me yet". River's arc is so sad.

Ooh, oof, hints of Rose's theme when she tells him his name. Paiiiiin. By the way, the music in series 4 is so totally different from the music in series 7 (the latest episodes I've seen before were series 7, hence the comparison), and yet it's still Murray Gold. In these two episodes, the score is basically omnipresent. It goes along with each scene, the rhythm changes with, well, the shadows and the scares, it underlines each lines. In series 7, the music is softer. Less big scores, more actual themes, as in leitmotiv. You know sometimes I wish I had studied music from a young age so I could be able to actually study movies and tv shows soundtracks more accurately.

"We did not come here. We come from here. We hatched here. These are our forests." - alright, when you start to consider it from the Vashta Nerada's perspective, they're actually victims too. Their trees were cut down and mashed and turned into paper with them still eggs, still unhatched spores, they didn't even have a chance to live before they were brought to the library, and then they were stuck with no food for a century. I mean. I'm not taking their side. But hey, maybe let's not cut down forests indiscriminately and destroy whole ecosystems, maybe? Oh, look, an environmental perspective in a Doctor Who episode. How novel.

"You know when you see a photographer of someone you know, but it's from years before you knew them? It's like they're not quite finished; they're not done yet. Well, yes, the Doctor's here. He came when I called just like he always does, but not my Doctor. Now my Doctor... I've seen whole armies turn and run away, and he'd just swagger off back to his Tardis and open the doors with a snap of his fingers. The Doctor in the Tardis, next stop everywhere." - in terms of epic, badass quotes, that's a winner there. But it's also a very good portrayal of the Doctor's character arc. The Doctor is constantly growing and evolving and changing what being the Doctor means. The Doctor for one person is not the Doctor for another. Who the Doctor is is not set in stone. What the Doctor stands for is consistent : "never cruel, never cowardly", always kind, everybody lives. But how the Doctor becomes the Doctor is a constant journey. A journey that is especially obvious after each regeneration.

"I am the Doctor." "Yeah, some day." - he is the Doctor now for Donna, but he is not the Doctor for River.

"I have the two qualities you require to see absolute truth. I am brilliant, and unloved." - Miss Evangelista belongs on the list of one-time Doctor Who characters who 1, deserved better, and 2, are really deeper than at first glance. Also I do believe that her being transferred to the data core isn't what changed her IQ. I'm pretty sure while still alive she was smart, but because she was told all her life that she was stupid, she ended up believing it right to her core, and dying and being saved into the library just got rid of her self-inhibitions.

"Don't play games with me. You just killed someone I liked. That is not a safe place to stand. I'm the Doctor and you're in the biggest library in the universe. Look me up." - most of the time I forget that Tennant played crazy Barty Crouch Jr, and then Ten starts twisting his face and gets angry and scary and I remember. Ten is dark. I mean, all the Doctors have their dark side. But Ten's dark side is a thing of beauty.

Anyway. That's a really great two-parter.

#doctor who #dw series 4 #dw review #dw rewatch #rapha is being a whovian #tenth doctor #donna noble #river song #silence in the library #forest of the dead #steven moffat #russell t davies #so i'm going to call this my 'rapha rewatches river's story' because i'm about to rewatch all her episodes #she's a queen okay she's a badass sexy awesome woman and i adore her

[toujoursmiraculous]

Thoughts and Reaction to Gang of Secrets!

I'm very late today at writing this because life ;-; You know it's a bigger episode when they start off with a problem. Ladybug doesn't want to detransform so she's desperate to find reasons to remain Ladybug. I love how the entire time, Chat Noir knows something's wrong and wants to get her to talk about what it is, but she just tries to pretend she's fine. If anything, Chat Noir would probably be the best person to talk to considering everything he's dealt with too both with Kagami and his responsibility as Chat! She could mention that she was seeing someone but they broke up because of her secret, and she could tell him how much being the Guardian's having an affect on her. All perfectly well and good without exposing any identities or things like that with questions for details asked. Instead she puts up a front with him and pretends she's okay in front of him and it's just so sad. :/ I understand why she doesn't, probably because she doesn't want him to know how much she's struggling. But ugh my heart hurts for her. Chat: I know where we can go where we won't have to talk! Ladybug: Yes, take me there Chat! *in the theater* Ladybug: You lead me into a trap. I MEAN HE'S NOT WRONG THOUGH! Not many places you can go where it's okay or encouraged to not talk without there being an awkward silence. But that cracked me UP. Also that casual attempt to wrap his arm around her lolol still hasn't give up, I see. I also find it simultaneously hilarious and extremely depressing that Ladybug's ranting like that in the theater because of a romance movie. When your heart is broken, that's probably the last thing you want to be doing. And Chat Noir yanking her down asking that she be quiet 😂 Literally just rants her entire love life out for everyone including Chat to hear in that theater. CHAT NOIR, YOU BETTER BE LISTENING BECAUSE SHE'S TALKING ABOUT ADRIEN HERE "She takes a long time to tell him and stutters and blah blah blah" lol sound familiar, sunshine? If anything please have him recall this later and be like, wait, didn't Ladybug say girls stutter around a guy when she likes him? BAM. Then he's off on his path towards Marinette. I can dream. Ladybug: And how do you know if he loves her? IMPOSSIBLE. Adrien: No, Marinette couldn't possibly be in love with me. *eyetwitch* But at the end of the day. This is Marinette ranting to Adrien about how she had to give up on Adrien and then couldn't make things work with Luka because of her secret. Ooof. And poor Chat having to apologize for everyone because Ladybug's disturbing them XDD THE GIRL SAVES EVERYBODY'S LIVES PRACTICALLY EVERY DAY AND THEY'RE PISSED SHE'S RUINING A MOVIE THEY CAN JUST REWATCH? 😂 She's clearly having a hard time right now, c'mon people! Chat can tell she has a broken heart. This boy is so sweet. He wants her to at least admit that and talk about it so she can feel better but you know, Ladybug's stubborn. I WANT TO GO SWIMMING LET'S GO SWIMMING CHAT, WOO HOOOOOO! Ladybug acting like Chat to hide her pain just like how Chat acts like Chat to hide his pain. YOU KNOW WHAT, IT'S FINE. :') It doesn't matter how much pain she's dealing with, those pictures mean too much to her to remove them. x3 Thanks Juleka for showing us how sad Luka is now, that's very helpful. Marinette's been going into the bathroom at school to cry, and then had planned stupid looking glasses to hide her tears so people wouldn't have to know she's cried because wearing a ridiculous pair of glasses that's embarrassing is better than being asked what's wrong. Because the pain I feel for her wasn't already enough. Ugh I adore Trixx. Trixx being the voice of reason when Tikki's not there, trying to help and letting her know that Tikki may need to rest too when she's so upset it doesn't cross her mind. And the tears in her eyes when she apologizes to Tikki for not thinking of her like she should. ;-; SO MUCH PAIN. OH DANG Alya was literally a second away from seeing a detransforming Marinette lol But she did say DETRANSFORMATION or well in the English dub it'll be "Spots

off" I love Rose, she's really sweet. and considerate But she also shouldn't be touching things in others rooms like that. I never liked it when my friends went around my room touching stuff. Also didn't help that a couple of them stole from me... but it's just not a cool thing to do. Would've probably ended up much better had she not had to desperately hide an exposed Miracle Box. But then we wouldn't have had what happens so it's all good c: Marinette saying she doesn't want to be friends with the girls anymore

It hit Alya deep. Everyone else is like *le gasp* but her eyes all shrunken like that, you can tell it really got to her hard.

This entire exchange right here. Alya's glance at her in the first picture is piercing, like I can feel that OOF feeling in my chest when I see it. The new music dramatizes it so well that a lot of people probably didn't pay attention to it the first time around. Can we just appreciate how these animators got all these emotions so right and did such a good job animating everything for us? And those that work on the music too? Everything's so spot on. Marinette's red-rimmed eyes is so well done. "No, it can't end like this!" Awww Alix getting super upset too x3 I honestly think Alix could be the next one.... you know what I mean BUT I'll wait until the end to talk about it. Trixx pulling a Plagg and rescuing Marinette! x3 I seriously love Trixx, I really do. I know the other Kwami's got mad, but if he hadn't done that it would've been disaster, probably. And the episode wouldn't have ended how it did! And Plagg knowing it was Trixx who caused the Eiffel Tower to be all weird xD Why do I get the feeling the relationship between Trixx and Plagg would be like that of Chat Noir and Rena Rouge? And I want to point out, we got 7 whole seconds of Adrien again! Aren't we lucky? The last time we got so little of Adrien in an episode was when we had his parallel episode Lies. I don't think that'll happen this time but I do hope it means more Adrien later on. Ladybug: They're after Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Chat Noir: Okay but remember everybody likes her (so don't go thinking she's a bad person for causing their akumatizations) Yes, I read between the lines. Ladybug being able to get through to Lady Wifi and have her deakumatize herself was absolutely amazing! I know Chloe was the first to fight off being akumatized but once you're akumatized it's obviously extremely hard to break. That says a lot about Alya. "Because you're an incredible friend, Ladybug." One, AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW Two, did you notice the little jerk of her head, gesturing to Ladybug like that when she said it?? It's the little details guys that make this so good. 😍 "Chat Noir, nooooo!" Guys, we got our tiny little Marichat scene! It's not actually real, but still! (okay but why do I also get this really weird feeling like something like this may end up being real later?) Alya giving Ladybug that hug 😭 Marinette has such good, supportive friends. I love them all. x.x YES THANK YOU. Alya's finally realizing there are more things going on with her than just boys. One of the things that's always irked me since Chameleon is that any issue Marinette has, be it with Lila or otherwise, she always assumes it has to do with Adrien. Of course, at the time she didn't know she was Ladybug but she should've still listened and realized there's something else up. But now she finally is noticing and I love how she was going to respect her regardless and not push. Pushing has always been one of Alya's characteristics, but she knew whatever it was was something too big and serious to push her on. "Marinette, I'm your best friend, and I always will be." 😭😭😭 This episode brought me so close to tears so many times. Marinette admitting she's keeping secrets, lying to everyone. Admitting that that's why she draws a line between her and Adrien, and why her and Luka didn't work out. Alya saying however heavy it is, they'll carry it together (MY HEART) And then Marinette saying "If I tell you, things between us will never be the same. It's going to destroy everything, change it all." It sounds like this girl is thinking about Chat Blanc and oop there's the sound of my heart breaking again. So much paaaain. "Je suis Ladybug." YESSSSSSS Why they had to leave it off on a cliffhanger But YESSSSSSS First, the expressions she had flash on her face, the gasp 😮, then the expression like she's trying to get her mind to process. Then if you notice, Marinette gives a little nod, as if letting her know that it's true. Then the way her eyebrows furrow and pulls her into the hug as she understands all that she has on her shoulders as that music plays. I'm getting

emotional just writing this. 😭 This episode is just so amazingly good in so many ways, I don't think I can actually cover it all. I'm very impressed. I've loved nearly every episode this show has put out, even those that a lot of people seem to hate. But this one, I don't see how this could actually be hated if you're trying to think of everything that happened from Marinette's point of view, her thoughts, feelings, struggles, depression. I will say, personally I hoped Chat Noir would learn who Ladybug is first. He's been such a good partner, very thoughtful, always putting his life on the line. He's also been dealing with a lot of the same struggles. I felt like he deserved to know first. However, this isn't about who deserves what, it's about what Marinette needs. It's not that she doesn't want to tell him who she is! Don't misunderstand. There are many times throughout the past 3 seasons where she wants to or regrets not being able to. But now, Chat Blanc's in her mind. She knows what could happen if she tells him with Hawk Moth still there, so she can't do it. So instead, she tries to pretend in front of him that she's fine even though talking to him about everything would help and fix so much. In her mind, that's not an option. I just hope that when he finds out she told someone else first, he doesn't think that she doesn't trust him enough to tell him. Next I thought maybe Alix. That way it'd be more understandable to Chat that she'd know, after all future Bunnyx clearly knows and said to Ladybug that she chose her because she's capable of keeping secrets (notice how Alya said that to Ladybug in the alley? I bet Alix will find out in the near future. Maybe not this season, but she'll find out.) But that's for another time. But now Alya knows! Her best friend, the one to have her back and will no doubt have it even more so now! Watch out, Lila. Alya doesn't hold back so I can imagine how vicious she could be to her (and I can't wait). And that brings up a very interesting thought. Alya will realize Adrien has been the only one to have her back in Lila situations. Why would he do that, hmm? When everyone else was so sure Lila's an angel and Marinette must be bad for saying anything negative about her. Journalist Alya, incoming! There's also the matters of Alya bringing up Marinette's feelings for Chat Noir because duh, everybody can see how much she loves him! There are even photos of them kissing, one of which happened in front of Alya's own eyes! Though affected by an akuma, they all know that kiss didn't happen because of it. And of course, Alya has brought up twice in the show so far that Adrien and Chat Noir could be the same person. And last time Alya said that neither of them could be Ladybug and Chat Noir. Except, she's now found out that Marinette is Ladybug. So maybe Adrien could after all be Chat Noir. I look forward to seeing how their new dynamic is. I wonder how this affects their relationship with the other girls. And I'm most curious about how Nino and Adrien may react to this change. I thought during Truth and Lies both that their best friends were going to find out about their breakups. Gang of Secrets was Alya finding out. Even though I feel like another parallel episode is just wishful thinking, I can't help but think it may be a possibility. Nino and the boys are going to wonder what's up with Adrien too. They're going to wonder why he's not with Kagami anymore so suddenly. So what if i the end, Chat Noir ends up telling Nino? I could see it, if this takes place shortly after Gang of Secrets, where she tells Chat that she's confided her identity in a very close friend and somehow they agree that he can tell someone too that he trusts to make it fair. It'd be an amazing way to exercise Ladybug's trust in Chat Noir too. Then we'd have both Alya and Nino in on it, keeping their best friend's secrets for them without knowing about the other one. Oh that'd be so beautiful! And also let them keep their Miraculouses too after the charms are given to them and Alya has the ability to break

free after being akumatized. I adore Rena and Carapace so much I'd be ecstatic if they kept them. 😭 Anyway, so much potential can come out of this episode and I honestly cannot wait until episode 4!!

#ml #miraculous ladybug #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #ml spoilers #ml season 4 spoilers #ml spoilers season 4 #gang of secrets spoilers #I wrote this late because I've been in a ton of pain today but I hope you enjoy it anyway! #alya cesaire #marinette dupain-cheng #ladybug #rena rouge

[kizzys]

Starkid Rewatch: A Very Potter Senior Year 🧙‍♀️✨

Schlongbottom and luna are precious souls

Joey and the blue headband - a thrilling saga

Once again: hermione's hair is more accurate than anything the movies ever did

Fuh-reeze motherfucker we're the wizard cops!

You would have made one good god damn wizard god damn wizard hell of a wizard cop

It has an inscription at the side saying "i open at the close" whatever the fuck that means

Avp Harry and hermione really deliver the sibling dynamic

Have you ever read a book? Have you ever not read a book? No!

Someone had pointed out that all the weasley kids are redheads but Arthur and molly are both brunettes, and now I can't stop thinking about it

Tyler as mcgonagall is the greatest thing ever

It was DORA

MISS EXPLORER!!

Seamus looks like a fucking angel

Look at himmm

I'm gonna say it

Harry's a douchebag

Does baby want some wine with that cheese? Fuck you.

Tom

Ma

Mar

Mervl

Mer

Mar

Meervl

Rydle

You know who accidentally killed his sister while he was in a fight with his boyfriend? This guy, right here 🤙

That part in always dance where voldemort dances with ginny is genuinely so creepy

This makes fifty shades of grey look like a fucking book for kids

The basilisk is the funniest character in the whole show

Ginny's such a dumbass I love her

A squad™

I have no idea who jim is supposed to be but xir hair is on point

His wig fell off i-

(don't make me laugh I'm pissing)

Britney i love u

The boyfriends are at it again

Meanwhile ron and lavender are in a relationship speedrun in the bg

The lyrics may be weird as shit but get in my mouth is a fucking bop

This is like that b99 meme

Hagrid - the only scottish guy in a story set in scotland

You all remember fAWKES? The phOENIX? dumbledore left him to me when he deid

Brian just shaking darren more violently every time he laughs

So does this mean he was speaking dragon language in avpm or was the dragon speaking english

The school just blamed it on some Latina chic, cause they're racist!

Sssshhhhame on you, sssshhhheamus

Oh my god we're at that scene

You know the one

Scold me professor

That's the most i can type out

Gilderoy the mouse prince

Greatest scene ever

She can't see me unless she touches the notebook. Just the same rules as death note

There's very little we can do about it. You and I are the two stupidest people i know

I got it from professor slughorn before he got busted for "collecting young boys"

You can find harry at your neighbourhood bookstore this fall motherfucker

THIS SCENE

THIS GODDAMN SCENE

That'll be like taking our whole world and- and- fucking it in the face?

They're just resin! And boy howdy do they break like fucking twigs

How about a real butterbeer? Its just cream soda you fucking idiots!

God bless starkid and their spiderman references

I'm just your everyday, working class, blue collar...gay guy with a beard

Joey really made me cry here someone please give ron a hug

Okay alright fuck harry

I'd say we FOUND each other

Fuck the tie

Whoa is that a flying diary? Oh shit

Bloody hell! that snake is almost as big as THIS SNAAAKE

Scarfy is a damn hero

Joe walker dies

I just realized hagrid is not wearing any pants

He wouldn't have wanted you kids to be sad for one moment. He would have wanted you...to be gay 🏳️‍🌈

The hugs are gonna make me cry

Neville is crying i can't-

You are named after two of the bravest men i ever knew

ALBUS SCARFY POTTER

QUIRRELMORT ENDGAME WE REALLY WON FOLKS

He taught me how to love i'm crying

I love them so much

#a very potter senior year #avpsy #starkid #thoughts #mine #starkid rewatch #quirrelmort #joe walker #brian rosenthal #alle faye monka #darren criss #richard campbell #nick lang #matt lang #brian holden #tyler brunsman #joey richter #dylan saunders #evanna lynch #meredith stepien #lily marks #brant cox #corey dorris #lauren lopez #chris allen #aj holmes #britney coleman #jim povolo #devin lytle #sango tajima

[marciego]

Top 5 Violetta episodes

i'm like so bad at remembering specific episodes but i'll try!!

5. 02x40

i haven't rewatched s1 in a while so i'm opting for a s2 episode here, but unlike the other four it didn't come to my mind right away!

i really really like 02x40, it has como quieres, i love how fun the episode is as a whole, leon and lara have some cute moments and i LOVE seeing vilu and lara supporting each other to help leon go to the show, and like? the whole part about violetta buying time for him? her tantrums about not having her shoes? when she pretended to FAINT? i love it so so much, it gives me the same vibes as si es por amor!vilu, aka very different from we're used too but just as enjoyable. also that part when leon finally gets there and leonetta lock eyes and you can see their happiness....chief's kiss. and i really like the dieletta kiss too, if we exclude leonetta's makeout session in the movie it's the most aesthetically pleasing kiss in the show imo

4. 02x01

the colours, the happiness, the good vibes, HOY SOMOS MAS, everyone seeing each other again, the dramatics......i just love it so so much, this episode is by far the best opening episode in the series, and i have so many good memories related to it, like waiting for SO LONG to finally watch it, seeing the commercials on disney channel and almost falling from my chair when i realized i wouldn't have to ever see tomas again...i love it

3. 01x80

the best opening ep deserves to be in the top 5 but the best finale deserves to be in the top 3!! the s1 finale is UNMATCHED nothing slapped as hard as this one. francesca and violetta both ditching tomas and empowering themselves by putting their relationship first, the vilu/ludmila hug, SER MEJOR, and most of all.....The Scene, you know the one, it's so iconic i don't even have to say it. on god german hearing violetta's voice for the first time might be the most emotional scene in the entire show, like there's a reason we all have a love/hate relationship with german, and personally when i watch s1 and s2 most of the time i'm like "where the fuck is the love in this love/hate relationship" because i'm always 3s away from murdering him. and then you have this scene, or soy mi mejor momento in s2 and you see the happiness on his and vilu's faces and you're like damn......i do care

ANYWAY best finale by far it makes me want to cry and scream from happiness

2. 01x35

leonetta's early relationship. that's it they're just absolutely perfect. that te creo scene is one of my favorite ever, gregorio's class when he calls leon out because he can't stop staring at vilu and she's not better at all, the way they're all cute and wholesome with each other, fran, camila and maxi's reaction when vilu tells them she's dating leon, vilu happily telling german she has a bf, THEY'RE JUST. they overshadow everything in this episode it's THEIR time, i love them so much

1. 02x75

romance was invented that day idc. it might genuinely be the best episode in the entire show like it's THAT good, and not just for leonetta. it's the culmination of 75eps worth of wait and anticipation, it's diego's storyline reaching its peak right before the fall, THE climax of the season, and it's handled so beautifully. fran and leon's respect for vilu, the way she finds out about it, THAT MIROR SCENE WITH LEON like the care, the love in every word. and obviously, OBVIOUSLY. podemos. there's a reason that most people who don't even care about leonetta love this scene too, it's just...such a good moment, podemos is already THE violetta love song like nothing can top it, it's so powerful and beautiful, but this scene genuinely made the song a thousand times better. it's the way he goes on stage and for a moment he's the only person in the world to her, every single one of his gestures, every time he touches her, whether it's her face or her hands or her waist (you have NO IDEA what that spin where his hand lingers on her waist makes me feel it's so PURE) is so so so full of love it's just unbelievable. it's also the parallel of diego's "te haré mi princesa hoy con un beso" opposed to leon's "no soy un príncipe azul, tan solo soy" and while it's probably accidental symbolism it's THERE and it breaks me every time.

it's also the satisfaction of seeing diego fall while knowing he's gonna hurt you too once he'll reach the ground. amazing sensation, would 100% recommend. 02x75 is THE violetta episode because it resolves so many things in the best way possible and it's just.....genuinely so so good

#thank you again for the ask <3 #and sorry for the late reply #im in my feels now

[goldenmaybank]

meant to be

(not my gif)

pairing: jj maybank x reader

summary: y/n has been in love with her best friend, jj maybank, for years and now has to watch him fall in love with another girl, who is a kook.

warnings: swearing and slight angst (?)

word count: 4k (it’s a long one) 

a/n: hi! this is my first imagine and i hope you like it. i know it’s a long one i just got carried away :)

2 years. 730 days. 17520 hours. 1051200 minutes.

that's how long i've had to watch the guy i'm in love with be with another girl. two long years of seeing them kiss, hold hands, cuddle, go on dates and anniversaries. all because i was too scared to tell my best friend that i loved him.

two years ago

" yo, y/n ! y/n ! guess what just happened." my best friend since we were kids, jj, said as he ran up to me.

"what?"

"you remember that girl, shay, that i was telling you about? that kook that i met at the kegger last weekend with the long blonde hair, green eyes, slim waist, and fat as-"

"yes, yes. jj i remember." i said cutting him off from finishing his sentence.

"so, i just asked her out and guess what? she said yes!" he said with the biggest smile on his face.

"okay."

"okay? that's all i get? an okay? y/n, this is the hottest kook i’ve ever seen that we're talking about here."

"yeah and last week kate was the hottest kook and the week before that was penelope. this is nothing new j. it's just another pretty girl with big boobs and a nice ass that you'll mess around with for a few weeks maybe even days and then move onto the next girl."

"no y/n, this time is different. it feels different."

"mhm sure" i say not convinced

this is what jj does. he meets a cute kook girl or touron at one our parties, they hook up for a few days or weeks, and he moves onto to the next one. this was no different. however, in that moment, i didn't realize how serious he really was about her until it was too late.

few months after

jj and i were laying on john b’s couch watching movies like we always do every friday night. we've been doing this since we were little kids, usually the rest of the pogues would join us, but they’re all busy tonight. john b is with sarah, kie is working, and pope is helping out his dad. so that just leaves me and jj together.

"um, y/n?"

"hm?" i asked in response

"would you mind if i ended our movie night a little bit early?"

"why?"

"because shay just got off work early tonight and wants to hang out. she's been really busy lately, so we haven't gotten the chance to hang out as much. would you be okay if i left to go see her?”

"um, sure. i guess i can just rewatch friday the 13th again without you."

"really? you're the best! thanks." he said jumping up excitedly to put on his shoes and grab his hoodie, " i mean it's not like we haven't watched this a thousand times already, you'll be fine without me."

"i kinda wanted you here, but i guess she's more important" i mumbled under my breath

"huh?"

"n-nothing. uh, j can i ask you something before you go?"

"yeah sure, but it can't take too long shay is waiting for me."

"are you serious about her? like really serious?"

"yeah, i guess i am. i don't know i've never really felt this way about a girl before. she just makes me feel so happy and i always want to be around her and spend time with her. i usually just get bored with girls after a while and break up with them, but it's different with her. it's something about her i can't explain it." he said with admiration in his eyes.

that's when i knew it was too late. i could see the way his eyes lit up when i mentioned her and how he talked about her with such admiration. he was head over heels for this girl and who am i to step in and ruin it by telling him my feelings. he wouldn't reciprocate those feelings anyways she's the only girl he's felt like this about. i never had a chance against her. i will never be her.

after that day i didn’t see jj for three weeks. he cancelled every single one our plans because of her. “i cant go surfing today, shay wants to go get lunch” “can’t go fishing, shay needs me” “cant make it to the boneyard tonight, shay wants to have a movie night” he bailed on us, on me, all week because of her. the kook girl he just met a few months ago. 

finally, after countless begging and excuses jj came to hang out with us at john b’s house. we were all laying on the hammocks outside watching the sunset and for a minute it felt like everything was how it used to be even though i knew it wasn't. you could feel that everything was different especially between me and jj. he wasn't his usual flirty, touchy self with me and the tension in the air was thick. the rest of the pogues tried to act like everything was normal, but we all knew after today it would be another few weeks before we saw jj again. all he did was hang out with shay and he barely had any time for us anymore.

“so, jj since when did you start dating kooks?” john b snickered as jj punched his arm

“since when did you start dating at all?” pope replied

“i don’t know, man. it’s just different with her, i guess. i never thought i could be capable enough to have a relationship, but she changed that. she changed me.” 

kie looks at me with sympathy in her eyes. she was the only one who knew about my love for jj. i spent so many nights crying to her about my feelings for him and how i wish things could be different between us. it took a lot to get jj to open up to me, especially about his dad, and i always wanted to be the one he could go to for anything. i was the one who patched him up after a fight with rafe, i was the one who hugged him as he cried to me about his dad, i was the one who went along with his crazy ideas, i was one who did everything i could to get him to love me the way i love him. but i guess things don’t work out the way you want them to. i give kie and a nod and smile letting her know i’m okay. as long as jj is happy that’s all that matters to me. i would do anything to make him happy, even if it means i have to watch him fall in love with another girl.

present 

6 years. 2190 days. 52560 hours. 3153600 minutes.

that's how long the love of my life has been with his girlfriend. six long years of me trying to get over him and find someone else yet i could never get that boy with blonde hair and blue eyes out of my mind. he followed me everywhere i went even when i wasn't with him. he's everything i want in a guy yet i can't have him because he's not mine to have. he's someone else's and now i definitely can't do anything about it because they're getting married today.

today is their wedding and of course they invited me and the rest of the pogues. i debated even going and just letting kie give them my present with my pathetic excuse for why i wasn't there, but after talking to jj about the wedding the other day i couldn’t not go. "i could never have my wedding without you there, y/n. you're one of the most important people in my life." is what he told me. if i was strong i wouldn't care and still not go, but i'm not. all i had to do was look in his eyes when he told me that and i was puddy in his hands. there's no way i can't go and let him down like that. he means way too much to me to hurt him just to spare my own feelings. 

i walked into the venue looking around at the setup. of course the kook princess wanted a fairy-tale wedding. i sigh as i look at all the expensive decorations everywhere. i always imagined what my wedding with jj would be like. definitely wouldn’t look anything like this. even after years of all my hard work and schooling i still could never afford something like this. i always thought we’d have our ceremony by the beach since that’s where we first met when we were little kids and spent all our time together. it became our little safe space to get away from everyone and all our problems, and just be together. just me and jj. 

“gotta admit it looks beautiful.” pope says as kie hits his shoulder

“it’s okay, kie. he’s right, it is beautiful. more than i could've ever given him.”

“hey” kie says as she grabs my hand, “you sure you’re okay? because we can leave right now. trust me, i really don’t care to see the little princess wearing a dress that costs ten times the amount of my house.”

“it’s fine, kie. we have to be here for him. i’m just gonna go talk to jj quickly.”

“okay, i’ll save a seat for you.”

i went towards the back to find where jj is, so i could give him something before the ceremony started.

"knock knock." i say as i opened the door to jj’s room walking in to see him finishing getting ready.

"hey you. i almost thought you weren't gonna come."

"now why would i miss my best friend getting married to the girl of his dreams? i would never miss this no matter what"

"good because i know i would never be able to do this without you here."

"so.." i say as i sit down next to him, "how does it feel to finally be getting married?”

"it feels unreal. i never thought this day would come. and if it did, i honestly thought you would be the one standing at the end of the aisle"

"yeah, so did i" i say as i laugh weakly.

"i remember we had this whole thing planned out as kids. we were gonna get married on the beach, preferably the bahamas, but you know any beach would’ve worked for us. 

"and we were gonna have this huge reception and have our friends give sappy speeches talking about how we've been friends forever and despite the “no pogue on pogue macking” rule we still ended up together and got married." i added.

"and our honeymoon was gonna be in mykonos. we were gonna get a suite with a pool and relax all day and then turn up at night at the clubs there." he said as we both laughed.

"wow. we had a lot of plans when we were younger."

"we really did, but i guess none of them really worked out huh?"

"i guess not"

we sat in silence for a moment thoughts both roaming our minds about how we ended up here. best friends since we were little, spent all our time together, always acted like a couple, and yet here we are sitting in this room minutes before he gets married to a girl who isn't me, a kook nonetheless. it's now or never. do i let him know how i feel and finally have this weight lifted off my shoulders or just keep it to myself and let them be happy?

"uh, j? i- um, wrote this letter for you" i say as i take an envelope out of my purse, "it was the original speech that i wanted to tell you at the reception later but felt as though it wouldn't have been right to say, so i just wrote it for you to see. just, don't open it in front of shay, please."

"why can't you just tell me what's in the letter in your speech later?"

"because i would be a shit person if i say what's in that letter at your wedding reception in front of everyone."

"what's in the letter that's so bad?" he asked confusingly

"j-just read it when you're alone, okay?"

"no"

"no?"

"no. just tell me now what's in the letter."

"jj, i-i can't."

"yes you can. what's so bad that you can't tell me now?"

"i don't want to overstep my boundaries or ruin anything or make anything awkward, so just read it later when you're alone."

"no, y/n. tell me right now."

"jj, your wedding starts in a few minutes you need to finish getting ready. we don't have time for this."

"yes we do. i always have time for you."

"jj-"

"no. i'm not leaving this room until you tell me."

"j, don't be difficult."

"i'm not being difficult just read me the letter and this will all be done with"

i sighed, "oh my god fine. i'll read you the damn thing." i take a deep breath and begin to read the letter that might just change everything between us.

"dear jj, i'm not sure when exactly you'll be reading this, but i know when you do you'll be happily married to shay. so, congratulations best friend you're finally someone's husband. i honestly never thought this day would come; you were never one for relationships. always thought it was too much work to handle and you already had enough shit to deal with in your life. remember when we were little we made a promise that if neither of us were in a relationship by the time we were 30 we would get married. as silly as it was i always thought that would happen. that we would be the ones getting married and have our best friends write a speech for us. i'd always imagine kie writing mine and john b and pope would write yours, mainly pope though because we all know he’s way better with words than any of us ever were. but i never once in a million years would think i would be writing one for you and another girl. we've been through so many ups and downs and we still stuck together through it all. you're my best friend and i love you. words can't even describe how much i love you. jj, you've brought me so much happiness and never fail to put a smile on my face. even during my worst times you were always there to pick up the pieces and make me laugh. i never thought i would have someone in my life who means so much to me as much as you do. being around you immediately makes my day a hundred times better and i don't know what i would do without you in my life. my life would've probably been extremely boring and plain without you and your crazy adventures. your smile can make anyone's day better and you always make sure everyone else is happy even before yourself. and that's one of the many reasons why i'm in love with you. yes, i'm in love with you and have been for a while. this is more than a just as friends thing. i'm completely and utterly in love with you and that's never gonna change. and i know it took you a while to believe that someone could truly love and care for you, but i always have and always will. you so deserve so much than life has given you and i hope you know how amazing you really are. i’ve become such a better person because of you and you make me so incredibly happy. i'll never be able to repay you for everything you've done for me. i love you so much. i hope you're happy in your marriage and she treats you right, which i know she does. all i ever wanted was for you to be happy even if it wasn't with me. even though i just dropped this huge bomb on you, please don't let this affect our friendship. i will always be here for you no matter what. i love you, jj maybank."

there was complete silence. jj just sat there staring at the wall not saying a word.

"see this is exactly why i didn't want to tell you in person because i knew this would happen. i-"

"you love me?"

"yes, j i do."

"like actually love me?"

i sighed, "yes and i have for a while as i said in the letter"

"w-why didn't you tell me?"

"i don't know i was always so scared to and i thought you would never really find someone, so i had nothing to lose by not telling you. and then you started dating shay and i could tell you were really happy with her and by the time i realized you two were serious it was too late. i didn't want to step in and ruin anything or lose our friendship."

"you wouldn't have."

"what?"

"you wouldn't have ruined our friendship because i felt the same way. i still feel the same way." jj admitted

"you, what?"

"i love you y/n and as more than just friends. i have since freshmen year of high school when i first told you about my dad and you cleaned up all my cuts and held me in your arms all night. but i was just always too scared to say anything because i thought you were out of my league and i never really deserved you. the only reason i was with all those girls was to forget about you and get rid of my feelings for you, but they never did go away."

"i guess we're both stupid then. we always had these feelings for each other and just never said it."

"i guess so."

"so, what does this mean for us?"

"what do you mean?" jj asked

"i mean this obviously changes things, so what are we gonna do?"

"i don't see why things have to change. yeah we admitted we have these feelings, but that doesn't change anything."

"you're getting married, jj. in like twenty minutes there's gonna be another girl waiting at the end of that aisle for you to go there and give yourself completely to her. and i don't want to stand in the way of giving you and her that happiness you both deserve. me still being here is gonna change things because things are different now whether you want to believe it or not. these feelings are out there and they're still relevant. and i'm not gonna sit here and watch you two be happy and in love and be on the sidelines and feel like shit. i don't deserve that. i don't deserve to have my heart broken seeing you together knowing you have feelings for me and yet i can't do a damn thing about it. and it's not fair to her either to have another woman who you have feelings for sit there and get in the way of her happiness. i'm not gonna ruin this for her, jj. i won't. shay has been nothing but sweet to me and i'm not gonna do that to her. she doesn't deserve it and neither do i."

"so what do you want me to do then?"

"i want you to let me go."

"what? y/n, i love you. you can't tell me to do that"

"let me go, jj. as long as you sit here and tell me that you love me and have feelings for me, this will never end. and we will be going around in circles and i've been stepping on eggshells long enough for you and i'm done. you love her and she loves you, so be happy with her."

"but i love you too y/n and that's never gonna stop." he says with tears in his eyes.

"i know and i will always love you too, but i can't keep doing this. i can't watch you be with her and not be able to do anything. i can't be able to be alone with you knowing how you feel and not do anything to you. you don't know how badly i've just been wanting to kiss you after hearing you say those words to me. you don't know how bad i want this, but jj i can't do this" i say tears running down my face.

"i'll end it then. i'll cancel the wedding and we can be together."

"no. no, jj you can't do that. i'm not gonna ruin this. you've been with her for six years already, you've created this beautiful relationship and commitment to each other and i'm not just gonna ruin that. she's doesn't deserve that. you just need to let me go, jj. let me get over you because the more i'm around you the more the feelings grow. just let me find happiness within someone else.”

"so what? we're just gonna end our friendship? our years and years of friendship is over just like that? i don't want to lose you. if i cant have you in that way, even though i want to so badly, i still want you in my life as a friend."

"but i can't jj. i can't be around you. please, just let me go. let me get over you and find someone else. maybe one day if it's meant to be we'll find our way back to each other and maybe things can work out differently but for now just let me go." i say as my voice breaks

he sighed, "fine, i'll let you go, but only if you do one thing for me."

"what is it?"

"kiss me."

"w-what?"

"kiss me. i've been waiting years to tell you how i feel about you and finally be able to hold you and kiss you, so please just let me do it."

"jj, i don't know" i say hesitantly

"shay never has to know about this and once we kiss it's over. i'll let you go."

"if i kiss you, you'll let me go?"

"yes."

i sighed looking at jj. i actually got a good look of him right now in this moment. he looks so broken. dried tears streamed down his face, his eyes are puffy, and nose is red, but yet he still looks beautiful. no words can describe how jj looks. "cute" or "hot" never did this man justice. he was beautiful both inside and out and that's why i fell in love with him years ago. and as i started to lean it looking in his eyes all the memories we've made together came flashing through my mind all at once. this is really it. after this i'm actually leaving my best friend, who's the love of my life, to move on with my life.

moments later i felt his soft pink lips mold against mine. our lips moved in sync in such a way i have never felt with anyone else before. there was something about the way his lips moved against mine in such a passionate and loving way that i've never felt before. my stomach was immediately filled with butterflies and my mind went blank. all i could do was be in this moment with him. a few moments later it ended leaving both of us breathless. we stared at each other in awe not knowing a simple goodbye kiss would make us feel this way.

"wow. i've been waiting for this kiss for so long and i never knew it would feel like that." jj said

"neither did i.”

as much as i didn't want to, i knew what had to be done next. i stood up grabbing my bag and walked towards the door.

"so this is really it? you're just leaving now. after what we just felt in that kiss you're still gonna leave?" jj asked

"you know i have to."

"no, you don't have to. you want to, there's a difference. but it’s fine you’re just gonna leave just everyone else does, huh?”

don't turn back now. i know what he’s trying to do. he knows how the last thing i ever wanted to do was leave him like countless of other people in his life have done. but don’t let his words get to you. don't turn back now. the decision is already made. if i go back now i'll never leave and end up in the same cycle again.

i turn around one last time to look at my best friend, "i'm sorry. goodbye, jj."

that was the last time i saw jj.

after that i left the venue without saying anything to anyone. i got a ton of calls from kie, pope, and john b asking me where i was. i know they all eventually found out how i felt about him, which sometimes makes me wonder how he never knew, but then again i'm pretty sure they knew he had feelings for me too and i still never noticed. it's crazy how that happens. you could spend every moment of every day with someone and still be so oblivious to how they really feel about you. i guess i was just so caught up in my feelings for him i never noticed all the signs he showed of liking me back.

they always say what’s meant to be will be no matter how long it takes whether it's a day, a month, or a year. well i never really believed in that until now. years later after i walked out of that room, now stood face to face with the guy who was and still is my everything.

#jj maybank #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank imagine #outer banks #obx jj #obx #obx netflix #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank outer banks #jj maybank one shot #kie carrera #kie obx #john b routledge #john b obx #pope heyward #sarah cameron #rudy pankow #chase stokes #madison bailey #jonathan davis #madelyn cline #jj maybank x fem!reader #jj x reader #jj maybank x y/n #outer banks imagine #outer banks one shot

[ctl-yuejie]

ok just finished rewatching ep 14 and 15 SPOILERS for those who haven't watched yet. this is just a long unstructured rambling, i warned you :) when ji ah says to the restaurant owner that her son's death was an accident, she's saying those words to appease her guilt, to convince her to let go of her son, but she knows deep down it's pointless. because she knows her mom's death was an accident, that she didn't mean to kill her but knowing that doesn't make her pain and her guilt go away, and so she's saying those words for her too, and she really wants to believe them, but she just can't. and you can read all those feelings and emotions on jang nara's face. and also shout out to the actress who plays the restaurant owner, she had in me in tears! and you know what's even more beautiful in that scene? in beom knows. he looks at her when she says those words and he knows. the depth of his feelings for her... and i guess her feelings for him too. but they're just not in the right mental space and in the right circumstances to dwell on those feelings. i've seen someone say they couldn't see ji ah and in beom ending the show in a romantic relationship. and i can see how they go to that conclusion. ji ah and in beom have so much history, so much trauma between them that i can't see resolved in just one episode. perhaps they'll have an open ending where they finally can think about how they feel about each other and go "well, what now?" or "why not?". or a time jump, although i'm not sure i'd like that. and then ji ah's breakdown when she realises she's the one, or she might be the one, holding her mother back, when all this time she has been trying to send her away. the way she shouts "oma", you can see her desperation. jang nara gave me goosebumps and made me cry all at the same time in that scene. when she says everything will be over when she disappears... and you can see in beom's heart stop when he hears those words. and yeah, i ramble on about jang nara's acting, because she's amazing and stunning and i love her, but i can't forget jung yong hwa. the way he goes from hearbreak to whole himbo and back to hearbreak again... a rollercoaster ride. especially in the infamous distraction scene where the whole himbo act is just to prevent ji ah from actually disappearing and you can feel his own desperation below the surface. their talk on the swings... the way ji ah's face changed when in beom said not to blame someone innocent, especially if it's herself. can i say how much i love their relationship, i love how in beom always finds the words to reach ji ah, also when he says that she might not be the one holding back her mother, but that they might be worried about each other and that's why mi jin can't leave yet, and to give herself (ji ah) some time. and ji ah listens to him. i also love ji ah and hwa jung's heart to heart. i love that hwa jung shared with ji ah her story. ji ah frantically shouting in beom's name at the explosion scene while checking every stretcher she passes... i don't have much to say about ep 15 really, because all the feels left me without words. did you realise ji ah smiled twice in that episode? and i mean a genuine smile not a smirk? first at hwa jung to reassure her before they left for the building haunted by the egg ghost, and the second time in the car when in beom said he didn't give up because they're partners. also, "noona!" you know what i find even scarier than the egg ghost's lack of face? the rattling, clicking sound it makes. i feel like i've heard a similar sound associated to a monster in another show before, but i can't recall which. dr who maybe? i don't know why that's the one that comes to mind. ji ah's fantasy induced by the egg ghost is another scary moment because she wants to believe in it so hard, you can see her fight her reason which tells her this can't be real, i was really afraid she would slip even if i knew it wasn't possible story-wise. now, my question after these two episodes: where is mi jin? why hasn't she appeared in these two episodes? does it mean

something? thank you for letting me ramble on in your inbox, i hope i made some sense :)

this is really pretty much how I felt watching the episodes. i also think it was somewhat a step forward for ji ah herself to try and persuade the restaurant owner because she might not be ready to be kind to herself but at least she acknowledges that this is a reason why her mother might be stuck and how it IS an option to forgive herself and let go. (the clicking thing is definitely sth I remember from a doctor who episode *shudders*)

#ctlyuejie writes #lovely mutuals are lovely #syhh #<3 #thank you for watching with me and sharing your thoughts on the show #it was a bunch of fun and a really nice show (i still have to gif them looking all suave in the ending scene)

[naturepointstheway]

"I can't sleep" prompt (Alternate Max and Choe because we need more of them)

In which I experiment with an idea that has been marinating in my brain for a while: what if Alt!Max was the passenger in the SUV that totaled Chloe’s beloved hybrid? Takes place in 2011–I see alt!Max at this point as still being a little more like the Max we know from the main timeline, and I’d say something like this would really hit hard for any iteration of Max, be she alt!Max or main!Max. Chloe’s POV.

Chloe hates waking up these days to her immobile, numb body and the neck brace restricting any movement of her head. All she can do when she opens her eyes to the miasma of fatigue and a constant aching in her skull, is just stare at whatever happens to be in front of her or in her peripheral view. She doesn’t want to be alive, doesn’t want to live like this; she wishes–but does not say it aloud–to have died immediately in the crash. So she didn’t have to wake up in hospital, literally unable to move a muscle. So she didn’t wake up to her parents trying and failing to hide their tears of relief when she opened her eyes for the first time since the accident. At least the painkillers meant she hardly ever dreamed, and if she did, she never remembered them on waking up to the same white walls, the same machines attached to or stuck inside her, the same neck brace, the same everything. 

She can’t feel any modicum of relief or happiness that her friends had come in to visit her in the hospital, or at the very least had sent her flowers and cards to the ward. It was nice, but what could she even do with them? And all the flowers and cards and well-wishers in the world would never help her move or feel anything below her neck ever again. What was the point? They were just sorry for her, sending cards with nonsense stuff like “Get well soon!” and “Hope you get better!” and “Thinking of you”. No one offered to help her with anything–any of her favourite music they could bring, along with an ipod and headphones? There was a tv in this room–what about her favourite movies? What she wouldn’t give for a rewatch of Blade Runner. Back to the Future would be nice, or even Groundhog Day. Just anything, anything to keep her mind off her now useless physical state of being. 

If only Max was here–but Chloe hasn’t heard anything of her, not even a letter or card, let alone visit. She wanted to be angry at Max for never rushing to her side, just to be with her But she doesn’t have the energy to even summon any stronger feelings beyond disappointment. She’d forgive Max for not being here in a heartbeat if she ever visited her at all in the hospital. None of her friends mattered nowhere near as much as Max, who wasn’t even here, not yet anyway. She’d help Chloe with anything, surely, doing it in a heartbeat. 

Please don’t abandon me, Max…

Chloe has long lost count of how many days she has been in the hospital, for each today that passes seems exactly like yesterday, and tomorrow would be the same. The only thing that really changed was the sky outside her window–rainy, overcast, sunny, or all three in one hour. The stars moved past her window as they always did, every night. 

The mornings are the same, the afternoons, the evenings, the nights. Always. 

Until she wakes up one late afternoon from yet another dreamless sleep, to see she is not alone on her bed–someone is sitting in a chair brought flush next to the bed, their arms and head resting up against Chloe’s side, carefully avoiding the IV line. She only needs to see the short brown hair to know it’s Max–her Max. Max Caulfield. Chloe’s mouth twitches into a very brief, faint smile, but it’s the first smile in days. 

Chloe strains to say Max’s name, but for the trach newly inserted in her throat, connected by a tube to a ventilator. The neck brace wasn’t helping matters much either.  

“Max?” 

Max doesn’t move, doesn’t react. She may as well have fallen asleep right there in her chair, resting her head and arms on the bed. 

“Hey…Maxine.” 

A little groan. “It’s Max. You know that.” 

Max falls silent, but a second later, her head jolts up, straightening her posture up enough to make eye contact with Chloe, whose smile faded before it even appeared on her lips at all. 

Max looks terrible. Her hair, usually so tidy and cute in its bob style, is limp and looks like it hasn’t been showered for several days. Dark rings shadow the skin under her bloodshot eyes, and her face is so pale that her freckles look even darker than usual. Her clothes, usually tidy and ironed, look like they were fetched from the laundry pile, all rumpled and tired-looking. 

“You look awful,” Chloe remarks. 

Max slumps back on the chair, hands clasped together, shoulders hunched up and tense. She chews her bottom lip, looking like she’s barely holding back her tears. 

“I can’t sleep,” Max mumbles, voice weak and so quiet Chloe had almost missed what she’d said. 

It’s hard to talk, and it wears Chloe out to force her voice box to work, but she doesn’t care. Max is here, and that’s all that matters right now. 

“Why?” 

Max is quiet–too quiet–as she bends forward to rest her head in her hands, hair falling forward to cover her face. 

What I’d fucking give to hug you right now. What the hell happened? 

After what feels like a long minute, Max raises her head again, hands falling limp in her lap. Her eyes lock onto Chloe’s, gaze never wavering away. 

“It’s…it’s my fault,” Max says in a monotonic voice, “But everyone keeps telling me it’s not.” 

Chloe doesn’t have a good feeling about this. Nevertheless, she stays quiet, silently urging Max to continue. She can hear Max’s shuddering inhalation before speaking again. 

“Chloe, I was there.” 

What? She saw–

“I saw everything. I was–” Max’s arms wrap tight around herself, hands gripping at her shoulders. “I was the passenger.” 

“The SUV?” Chloe rasps, a flash of memory passing through her thoughts–the SUV out of control, ramming into the passenger side of the car, the shattering windscreen–

“Yes. I was–am–on a road trip with some friends, and our driver was an older cousin of one of them. Full license and everything.” Max’s fingers grip so tight on her shoulders, Chloe can see the girl’s knuckles turning white. “We ran out of snacks and…and I volunteered to go with my friend’s cousin for more from the grocery store.” 

Chloe can already see where this is going, but she stays quiet, letting Max tell it at her pace, taking the time she needs. 

“It was late, and there was barely any traffic–and she had to go and speed down the roads just because there wasn’t any cars. I’d–I should’ve done something, Chloe. I should’ve. If I’d have known–” Max’s words catch in her throat, and she squeezes her eyes shut for a few seconds before slowly opening them again. “Chloe…I swear, I never want to hurt you. Everything…it’s so fucking unfair. You didn’t deserve this–if I could–I’d do anything if it meant you…you could move again. But I didn’t stop her, and I–I’m…god.” Max’s hands convulse in her lap. “I saw you. It–I hate thinking about it.” A straggling inhalation, followed by an exhalation. “Chloe…I thought you were dead. I saw–I saw you. You were…” Max’s words fail her and she shakes her head, looking away, cheeks wet. 

Fuck. No wonder she can’t sleep. 

“There was…I don’t want to think about it.” 

“Then don’t.” 

“I can’t! I close my eyes, and I don’t want to sleep. Because I know–I know I’ll see everything again. I don’t want to sleep. Ever again.” Max’s fingers rake through her limp hair, stilling on her scalp. “There was so much glass. So much blood. You were…I thought…your parents should hate me right now–but they don’t. They say–they say it’s not my fault. But Chloe, I can’t help thinking it. If I’d done something–”

“Max.” 

Chloe’s forceful use of Max’s name shuts the other girl up, blue eyes locking back on hers. 

“Not. Your. Fault.”

Silence. Max’s eyes do not waver from Chloe’s face, but nor does she speak again. 

“You weren’t driving…right?” 

Max shakes her head. 

“You didn’t know what would happen.” 

Another shake of her head. Chloe tries her best to smile, aching so much to get up and pull Max into her arms, let her cry into her shoulder, it’s bordering on torture. 

“See?” Chloe wishes it wasn’t so hard to talk. “Not your fault. Mom and dad were right.” 

“I hope so.” 

“I know so.” 

“I wish I could believe that, Chloe.” 

Max just stares down at her hands, looking, if possible, even more despondent than before. Chloe wishes she could move her arms, just so she can grab Max’s shoulders, shake some sense into her, make her see that no one held her to blame, believed her to be at fault. She wants to be able to walk, so she can grab Max and take a walk with her to the only actually decent cafe in the hospital, because she looks like she hasn’t eaten in days either. 

Chloe might not be able to hold Max ever again, but still, she could think of the next closest thing. It wouldn’t be remotely the same, but still. If it gave Max comfort…

“Max?” 

“Yeah?” Max’s voice is barely above a whisper. 

“Come here.” 

She hesitates at first, a long moment passing before Max stands up, shaky on her feet, her hand reaching out to the side-table to stabilise herself as she shuffles up next to the bedside, looking down at Chloe with swollen eyes. 

Chloe offered a small grin, gazing up at her friend. “Damn. You’re so much taller. That growth spurt finally came.”

Max looks down at her own feet, then back up at Chloe’s face. “Really?” 

“Max…” 

“Yeah?” 

“I can’t hug you, but…” Chloe has to pause to rest her voice for a few moments. “Would it help if you…held me?” 

Max’s eyes widen as Chloe’s words sink into her. “You sure?” 

“Sure.” 

Several seconds of hesitance pass before Max carefully sits on the edge of the bed, facing Chloe, leaning to carefully tuck one arm under her shoulders, the other around her chest before resting her head on Chloe’s. Chloe closes her eyes, grateful she can at least feel Max’s warm, but still damp with tears, cheek on her forehead. She hears shoes tumble to the floor–one, two–before Max pulls up her socked feet onto the bed, so she is resting against Chloe. It’s not an easy feat by any means for them both to fit on the same bed, but not impossible. Chloe opens her eyes again, glances down at her feet under the blankets, at Max’s resting next to hers. 

“Oh…still a midget,” Chloe teases in a whisper, “Thought you’d grown taller for a moment there.” 

A muffled sniffle, a little noise that might’ve been the weakest of giggles. 

“Thanks, Chloe.” 

Another moment, quiet and filled with the gravity of Max’s remorse and the grim state of her own body. 

“Not your fault, Max. Not your fault.” 

#Life is Strange #lis alternate timeline #alt!Chloe #alt!Max #Max Caulfield #Chloe Price #Pricefield