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Massive Deal [2]

Regina George x Fem!Reader: (includes janis ‘ImI’ke x Fem!Reader)

3.4k words, Part 2: Part 1

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After PE, you decided to meet with Bella, the two of you want to go somewhere before going home. You're waiting for her by her car, annoyed by how long she's taking. She's not even in sight! Finally, what felt like forever, Bella came and she looked happier than usual.

She excitedly came to you and told you she had to tell you something but it needed to be said in the car. You were curious so you opened the door and she came in straight after you. "Dude. I overheard Janis and Damien." Bella starts, leading you to be interested in whatever she was going to say, which you were. "Yeah and..?

"Janis likes you!" Bella said loudly, first your eyes went wide, and you started to panic, "What! No she doesn't.." You said, Bella shook her head, leaning closer to you, "She does. I heard her." You now just had to think of what happened today, you did catch her looking at you, maybe this all makes sense. "Well.. Do you like her?" You hear Bella ask, she was still really close to you.

"I-I don't know I would have to think about it," You say quietly, making your best friend roll her eyes, "This is the perfect way to move on from Regina." You turn to look at her and hit her lightly in the shoulder, "What? No, that's fucked up, I'm not going to play with her feelings." Bella sighs, nodding, she puts her key in the car, turning it on but before she starts driving, she turns to you, "Well try and think about it."

That's exactly what you did when you and Bella went out, you went to get ice cream and walk along the beach and you knew Belle was talking to you but everything she was saying was going in one ear and out the other. You were physically with Bella when she was driving back to your house, but you were mentally somewhere else. "Y/n!" You jump at the loud sound, turning to where you heard the noise come from, you see Bella, she moves her head showing that she was parked outside your house.

"Oh shit, sorry," You said, unbuckling your seat belt, giving her a hug. "Good luck for tonight." Bella says, smirking, you roll your eyes, getting out of the car, waving goodbye to Bella as she drives off.

As soon as you open the door you're surprised to see Gretchen standing there, talking with her two best friends. "Oh hey Y/n." You hear your sister say, you whisper a small "Hi," Quickly walking past to get up the stairs, but before you can make it up there you get a notification on your phone.

You pull your phone out, you see that it's from Oliver, telling you that he will be there to pick you up when you smile slightly, when you put it away you notice all the plastics are standing there, staring at you with smirks on their face. "What..?" You ask, "Someone's happy, is it a boy?" Gretchen asks, slightly teasing you, you giggle, nodding your head. "Yeah It is."

Regina smirks, walking towards you, "Who?" You slightly feel intimidated by her height and how close she is to you, backing up slightly, you whisper, "Oliver, Oliver Kim." The three girls look at each other and jump up and down, "Right, we will get you ready." Gretchen says, dragging you upstairs into her room, she was about to start putting your makeup on but Regina shoves her out of the way.

She begins to add a lot of things and tells you to do things like put your lips a certain way, close your eyes or don't blink, "Done." You hear her say, finally. "Now, we do your hair," You sigh, feeling forced to do this for a guy you don't want to be with, Regina curls your hair and when you look in the mirror you don't look like yourself, you look older and very different.

"I have the perfect outfit for you!" She smiles, running down to get you an outfit, leaving you sitting there with Karen and Gretchen smiling behind you. She came out holding a black dress, it was strapless and looked to be around mid thigh length, throwing it at you, she told you to put it on. You heavily sighed, walking into the change room to put the dress on.

When you came out the three girls were still sitting there, cheering for how good you looked, "You actually look pretty, what time is Oliver getting here?" Regina asks, "Six." You answer, she checks the times smiling when she sees it's almost six. "I have perfect shoes for you!" You hear Gretchen yell, she runs off, coming back with some heels.

They are black heels and they look like they would add a few inches to your height. You put them on, looking at yourself in one of Gretchen's many mirrors, you try to pull the dress down slightly, you hear a knock on the door making the other girls scream. "I'll let him in!" Regina says. She rushes down stairs and opens the door, "Y/n will be right here." Regina says, stepping to the side when she sees you walk down the stairs, he smiles at you, waiting for you to walk down. "You look pretty Y/n."

You smile at him, "You look handsome." He holds your hand, taking you to his car. You may not like him but he is for sure a gentleman. He opened the car door for you, he pulled the chair out for you, it made you slightly feel bad for not wanting to do anything more with him. You were looking through the menu, wondering what looks good, but your mind was elsewhere, you were trying to figure out if you liked Janis or not.

The two of you had a decent time, some parts were awkward but other times were okay, but you felt bad and wanted to tell him the truth. You opened your mouth to speak but he spoke. "I'm going to be honest." He started, you listen to him, "Your sister asked me to ask you out." You smile but not to the point where he notices, "Oh that's fine, I actually have my eyes on someone else." You say.

He smiles, "Well, I'm done eating, do you want me to take you home now." You shake your head, "Could you take me to my friend's house actually." He smiles, nodding his head.

Oliver drops you at Janis’ house, you know where she lives because you went to her house once for a project last year. You slowly walk up, your feet hurt from being in heels for so long. You knock on the door, a smiley Janis opens it and pulls you in for a hug, “You came.” Janis says, pulling away. You nod, walking in the house, taking off your shoes, “Do you want to change into something more comfortable.

Nodding happily, she walks somewhere to get your clothes, you pull out your phone and tell Gretchen you will be staying at a friend's house.

Janis comes out with a oversized top and some track pants, throwing them to you, you thank her and change into them, coming out you see Janis and Damien on the couch, Janis moves over and pats the place next to you, smiling, you sit down, you smile at the movie they a watching, taking some popcorn from the bowl in Janis’ lap, smiling when she looks at you.

She puts her lead on your shoulder, you feel a blush form on your cheeks, watching the movie you don’t realise but Damien has fallen asleep, you look over, wanting more food but you see he’s asleep and Janis is looking into your eyes.

She takes her head off your shoulder, you both look into each others eyes, she looks down at your lips, you look at hers, you notice she is slowly leaning in, you grab her face and lean in, your lips touch and they slowly move against each other, after awhile, you pull away and stare into each other eyes.

Janis felt so happy at this moment and only prayed that you feel the same way, you did but you were scared, “J-Janis.” You whisper, starting to panic slightly, she touches your shoulder, “It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone.” You look at her with happy eyes, “Thanks.” You smile, closing your eyes, shortly falling asleep.

The next day, you wake up to Janis and Damien moving around, you had no Idea what time it was but it looked like it was almost time for school. “Morning sleepyhead! I got you some clothes.” Janis said happily, throwing the clothes at you.

You smile at her, wondering if she was thinking about what happened last night, you get up and walk to the bathroom, changing into the clothes that she gave you, they were a tad small because Janis was slightly shorter than you.

When you came out of the bathroom, Janis was standing right there, you looked into each other's eyes for a few seconds before you got butterflies inside and you had to look away.

You walked past her and made your way to the kitchen, Damien smiled at you, handing you a plate of pancakes. “Thanks.” You smile, sitting down on the table.

The three of you sit down on the table, “So.” Damien started, “How was the date?” You finish the food you were currently chewing, “Shit.” You start, he looks at you sympathetically but you shake your head. “It’s okay, I wasn’t really interested in him.” He nods, “What went wrong? Was he an asshole?” You shake your head, “No he was actually a gentleman.” jhn

Damien gives you a confused look, “Well then what happened?” He asks, you sigh, “I found out that Gretchen made him ask me out.” He gave you an apologetic look but you weren’t bothered by it, the only thing on your mind was what happened with Janis last night but you were way too scared to bring it up.

The three of you finish your breakfast, you thank them for letting you stay the night. You call Gretchen, asking her to bring your stuff to school so you can just go with Janis and Damien. You walk outside, and head over so you can walk to the bus stop.

The three of you wait for the bus in silence, It’s quite cold so you’re hoping it comes quickly. When it finally comes you’re so thankful, you hop on the bus and notice it’s not that crowded, “Where is everyone.” You say, asking Janis, “This is one of the first stops.” You smile, now you just feel dumb.

The three of you sat at the back, the bus was a long trip and you felt like it went on for hours. After what felt like forever, the bus finally pulled up to the North Shore. You all hurried off because it was already slightly after school started.

You awkwardly run into class and sit down after apologising for being late. The whole class you can’t think about what the teacher is saying, the only thing you can think about is Janis, you think about what it would be like to be in a relationship with her, the idea makes you happy.

The thought of rejection makes you want to crumble inside, you have no Idea what she was feeling like and if the kiss was better or worse. You didn’t want to bring it up so hopefully, she will, but what if she didn’t like your kiss? All these thoughts made your insides turn.

In reality, Janis was thinking the exact same things, but she has been thinking this before and knows how she can talk to you but some of the nerves of you not wanting to continue to be with her is making her stomach turn, but she pushes through it and decides to do it.

The bell rings, Janis rushes out to where you and your friends always sit and waits a bit for all of you to sit down. Once all of you were there shae came out from where she was hiding, walking up, making eye contact with you, which made butterflies form inside of you.

“Y/n. I need to talk to you.” You nod, quickly getting up and following her into the bathroom that no one ever goes in. “About last night..” She starts, you nod, “I really liked the kiss.” You nod along to what she’s saying, showing that you’re listening, “And I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date.” You smile, nodding your head, “Sure! But..” Janis, nodding, finishing your sentence, “We will do it in secret.” You smile, “How did you know?” Janis smiles, “I was closted once too.”

That same day, Janis went home feeling very excited to get ready for the date she had with you, she didn’t expect for you to like her back because if she was being completely honest, she thought you were straight, but you're just very good at hiding it.

She got home, cancelling her plans with Damien which he wasn’t very happy about, but Janis didn’t care, she was just feeling very excited to go out with you, she pulled out her phone, texting you that she can pick you up but she won’t come to the front door.

She put on her makeup, she was staring at herself in the mirror, she felt all the nerves in her body get stronger as the time went on, she sighed deeply, looking away from her reflection then going to her room, heading straight to her closet, Janis let out a massive sigh, she had a suit to wear but she was worried it would be to formal, she decided to where it but not the blazer or tie.

Since it was a date, Janis’ mom let her borrow her car, she walked down stairs and her Mom smiled at her, “You finally have a date!” She smiled, Janis rolled her eyes, “Mom!” She exclaimed as Janis’ Mom tickled her sides. Janis looked down on her wrist, her eyes went wide when she checked the time. “I need to go!” She said loudly, rushing outside, “Be careful! I’ll set everything up!” Her Mom yelled as she ran out.

Meanwhile, you were getting ready but being quiet as possible because you didn’t want Gretchen to hear you, sitting on your bed, waiting for her to get here as you nervously make sure Grtechen won’t see you, a few minutes later you got a text from Janis saying that she was here.

You quietly get off your bed, slowly walking out of your room then sneaking down the stairs, you slowly walk towards the front door, opening it while cringing at the loud sound it made. You thought you had successfully gotten out but you hear your sister's voice which stops you in your tracks. “Y/n!” you nervously turn your head, smiling at your older sister, “Yes?”

Grtechen looks you up and down before saying, “Where are you going?” with a small smirk, you quickly try to think of something to make up, “I’m going out with my friends.” She looks you up and down again, “Okay..” Grtechen said with a suspicious tone, walking upstairs.

You let out a heavy sigh in relief, closing the door she rushed to the car that was parked outside, you open the door and see Janis there with a bright smile on her face. “Hi.” She smiled, you hop in the car, she drove off back to her house, Janis helped you out of the car,and walked you to the backyard of her house. You smiled brightly when you saw that there was a table with candles set up.

You hear Janis let out a heavy sigh, you turn your head to her, “What’s wrong?” You ask, she frowns, “I know it's not much, but i didn’t want to go to a restaurant because I know your closted.” You smiled, grabbing her chin, making her look at your, “Janis. It’s perfect.” Her frown turns into a smile instantly, the two of you walk to the table, she pulls out the chair for you, then sits down on the opposite side.

“My Mom made us some food.” You nod, you were okay with her Mom knowing, she wouldn’t tell anyone. A few minutes later her Mom came out with two plates and two drinks, she didn’t say anything, she just put them on the table and left.

You started eating the food and it was actually really good, it was a massaman beef curry, the two of you were awkward at talking at first, it was as if the past few days didn’t exist and you have never seen each other before, but after a while, the two of you go used to each other's company and started talking about whatever came to mind.

You started to talk about what you did in the summer, Janis noticed so many little features about you, she loved how your eyes sparked and the bright smile you wore when you talked about things that you loved. You did the same thing to her, you stared into her eyes while eating your dinner, making sure to listen closely to everything she was saying.

After talking for what felt like hours, you had both finished your dinner, there was a short moment of silence before Janis spoke up, “This has been nice.” You nod, agreeing to her words, she grabs your hand and strokes her thumb across your palm, “Look I really like you..” She starts, “I would love to do this again.” You smile brightly before saying, “Same!” Her mom then comes out, takes away the dirty dishes, slightly smirks at Janis then disappears back into the house, leaving you confused.

“Right.. We can either watch a movie out here, or I can drop you home.” You pretend to think about it which worries Janis but from the start you knew what you were going to pick, you happily say, “Let’s watch a movie!” Janis jumps up and runs inside the house to grab a few things, she has to make a few trips because she told you to wait outside and close your eyes. “Can I open them now?” You say with a hint of a whine.

“Just a sec..” Janis says, finalising what she needs to set up. “Okay. Now you can open them.” When you open your eyes, your heart melts, you see two bean bags and a few blankets set up facing a white sheet with a projector reflecting towards it. You run towards Janis and give her a massive hug, followed by a quick kiss on the cheek which leaves her in a blushing mess.

The two of you sit down and cuddle up quite close because it is slightly chilly outside, picking a movie you both think looks interesting. You have a few butterflies inside you because janis’ hand is placed on your thigh. You also really want to kiss her but you're not sure if she feels the same way, during the movie you look at her for a few seconds in hope that she will look back and get the hint but she never does.

As the credits are rolling, you decide to try again, so you look at her for a longer time, you don’t look away. She eventually looks back at you and picks up what you’re suggesting instantly, Janis grabs the back of your neck and pulls you in for a rough kiss, your lips move against each other in perfect sync, you feel more butterflies forming as you feel her other arm moving around your body, then eventually resting on your waist.

After a while, the both of you pull away, you’re smiling but you’re also blushing and slightly embarrassed, Janis see’s this and giggles softly before pulling you in for another kiss, soft and short this time. When she pulls away she stares into your eyes and notices how your eyelids are starting to slowly close, Janis sighs loudly, wrapping an arm around you to help you stand up, she whispers in your ear, “I’m taking you home now.”

You nod, slowly walking with her towards the car, you had a really good time tonight, you can only hope you will do it again, on the way home you think to yourself, “how many more dates do you and Janis need to go on before you can ask for her to be your girlfriend”

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🎵 Ignus Nilsen Waltz

I've decided to change outfits for this. This is going to alter some of the dialogue we've already heard.

ECHO MAKER - "He should know the meeting starts at 22.00 *sharp*." His companion looks up at you and squints.

VISUAL CALCULUS [Medium: Success] - His eyes are tracing an invisible line back and forth from your jacket to his companion.

ECHO MAKER - "Hey, Steban. Isn't that *your* jacket?"

DRAMA [Medium: Success] - What a coincidence! You two have the *same* jacket. What are the odds?

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - Based on the prevalence of white Saramirizian suits in Martinaise? Extremely low.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "It certainly *looks* like my jacket, Ulixes. Where did you get that, gendarme?"

I just found it… in a room."

"Must be a coincidence. I see these jackets all the time."

"This jacket is RCM property. It's been confiscated as part of an ongoing investigation."

[Leave.]

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Unlikely. That's real Saramirizian twill. Only old Saramirizian communists and drug smugglers wear those anymore..."

"See, Uli? It's just like Mazov wrote. How does it go again?"

ECHO MAKER - "'Those committed to the rights of property are those most apt to violate them'." His companion nods emphatically.

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - Just a minute. Steban... Ulixes... *why* do those names ring the faintest of bells?

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - Probably because they're the real names of 'Nasteb' and 'Exilus', the authors of that so-called essay about TipTop Tournée you read...

CONCEPTUALIZATION - You should get to the bottom of this, when you have the chance.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "I assumed it was Maurice who broke into my room, to play a trick on me. I didn't think I'd *actually* been raided by the RCM!"

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - There is surprise in his voice, naturally, but is that a note of *excitement* you also detect?

"So, do you want your jacket *back*?"

"Listen, comrade, it's not what it looks like..."

"Why do you sound *excited* to be raided by the RCM?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Oh, gendarme, because this is perfect..."

He turns to his companion. "Can you imagine the look on Maurice's face when he finds out the RCM has been kicking my door down?"

ECHO MAKER - "He'll shit himself! Positively."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "And now they've shown up *in force* to break up our meeting!" He rubs his hands together excitedly.

KIM KITSURAGI - The lieutenant sighs. "Something tells me these young men are not very experienced with law enforcement."

"Hold on, we're not here to *break up* your meeting. We want to *join* your meeting!"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "The RCM wants to join us?" A quizzical expression...

KIM KITSURAGI - "My partner, of course, is acting in a strictly *personal capacity*, not as an official representative of the RCM."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Interesting. Does that mean you've done the reading?"

DRAMA [Impossible: Failure] - Uh oh. No one said anything about *reading*. You'll just have to wing this one.

And we're back.

4. (Whisper.) "Kim, did *you* do the reading?"

KIM KITSURAGI - "No, detective. The only reading I've been doing is right here..." The lieutenant holds up his little blue notebook.

ESPRIT DE CORPS [Easy: Success] - He seems to be wagging the notebook at you, as though he suspects you may have forgotten why you're here.

KIM KITSURAGI - "I have not had time to seek out pretentious communist book clubs, nor have I done their 'reading'."

ECHO MAKER - "It doesn't sound like they've done the reading, Steban."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Well, this is getting awkward. I'm not sure what you were expecting to find here then..."

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - There's profound consternation in his voice. You suspect it's about something bigger than your not having done the reading.

ECHO MAKER - "Maybe they can explain themselves."

"What *exactly* are you two doing here?"

"What were you doing with those matchboxes just now?"

"Do I *know* you two from somewhere?"

"That's enough for tonight. Will you still be here if I have more questions?" [Leave.]

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "In the most general sense, I would say we're cultivating revolutionary consciousness."

ECHO MAKER - "Yes, that's probably the best way to describe it."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "But more specifically, we're running a reading group, the most rigorous and theoretically advanced materialist reading group in Martinaise."

ECHO MAKER - "Comrade Steban is a great discussion leader. One of the best at the university."

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - It's obvious they take this 'group' of theirs extremely seriously. Whatever you do, *don't* compare it to a common book club.

HALF LIGHT [Medium: Success] - *YAWWWWN!* Can you imagine anything duller than a bunch of binoclards yanking each others' knobs?

"Is this where I can square off in *theory combat*?"

"Sounds like a place for intense intellectual engagement. Exactly my kind of jam."

"Sounds just like a regular book club."

"Sounds like a yank-fest for binos."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "We have been known to get into some *spirited* debates. But it's always in service of our larger intellectual and ideological project."

ECHO MAKER - "Precisely. We're not interested in senseless parroting. We like to read *critically*."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Within the contours of Mazovian historical materialism, of course."

"I didn't realise they taught radical Mazovian theory in the universities."

"Okay, so what does your reading group actually *read*?"

"I think I get the idea. Let me ask about something else."

ECHO MAKER - "Ha! As though you can call that pablum *teaching*."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "One thing you learn quickly at university is that you're not going to find a real education in any lecture hall or discussion seminar."

ECHO MAKER - "We're post-attendance, basically."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Exactly. The only worthwhile part of the so-called École normale de Revachol is the library. That's where we've made our greatest critical strides."

2. “Kim, can we arrest these kids for truancy?”

KIM KITSURAGI - "They’re not primary school delinquents, they’re university students. Attendance isn't compulsory. Besides, we’re not the skip squad."

ENCYCLOPEDIA [Medium: Success] - The Counter-Truancy Task Force (or 'skip squad') is the division of the RCM that drives around in wagons looking for delinquent minors. It's generally considered a punitive assignment for under-performing officers.

3. "Okay, so what does your reading group actually *read*?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "We study all the foundational texts of Mazovian theory, of course. Just last week we finished the second volume of Puncher and Wattmann's 'Innocence of Capital'..."

ECHO MAKER - "Truly extraordinary."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "And before that we spent six weeks on 'State and Plasm'..."

VOLITION [Formidable: Success] - This is fine. You can handle a list. In fact, you find the tedium strangely soothing.

+1 Morale

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "We've also read Wertmüller's 'The Mega-Structure of History,' and before that, 'Reál and Reality'..."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - Communist theorists love puns, in case that wasn't obvious.

Level up!

ECHO MAKER - "Abelard's 'Un Pays Infernal'..."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "The original Fizdale translation, not that watered-down revisionist garbage."

DRAMA [Medium: Success] - These two deserve the Order of Honour for Bullshitting. There's no way they've actually *read* all this stuff.

ECHO MAKER - "Obviously." He snorts.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "But, of course, our *special emphasis* is on the theories of Ignus Nilsen and his followers, especially the infra-materialists."

"Wait, who are these *infra-materialists*?"

"I know who Kras Mazov is, but who is this 'Ignus Nilsen' guy?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "You're not familiar with them? It's... pretty advanced stuff. You may not be ready for it yet, gendarme." The two young men exchange skeptical side-glances.

"Okay, but then who's this 'Ignus Nilsen' guy?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Only Kras Mazov's most trusted lieutenant, the Evangelist of the Revolution, and the founding father of the People's Republic of Samara."

ENCYCLOPEDIA [Legendary: Failure] - It's hard to overstate how unimpressed he is that you've never heard of this world-historical individual.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "He *also* happens to be the greatest communist theorist after Mazov himself. It was Nilsen who first postulated the existence of ideological plasm, which forms the basis of infra-materialist theory."

The young man sighs. His companion looks about furtively.

2. "Did this reading group have anything to do with the lynching?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Lynching? No. We're not an *operational* cell."

ECHO MAKER - "We think of ourselves as more of an intellectual vanguard."

"Okay, but what's your group's stance on the lynching?"

"Is your reading group affiliated with the Union somehow?"

"*Are* there any operational communists in Martinaise?" (Proceed.)

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Our stance? What, does he want to know if the SRV has established a party line on lynchings in Martinaise?" The two young men look at one another.

ENCYCLOPEDIA [Medium: Success] - The SRV refers to the People's Republic of Samara. Established as a socialist utopia by survivors of the Revolution, it has since degenerated into a bureaucratic workers' state under the decades-long rule of President Sapormat 'Sport' Knezhinisky.

ECHO MAKER - "Though historically speaking, the SRV *has supported* direct action against right-wing paramilitary squads, especially when they're doing the Indotribes' dirty work."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Good point. So as a provisional matter, I can say we support it."

SAVOIR FAIRE [Challenging: Failure] - Are they being sarcastic? You feel like you're caught in some elaborate joke labyrinth, but it's impossible to see your way through.

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - It's always that way. Beneath the crust of irony there's a molten sincerity that threatens to erupt forth... You may witness it yet.

2. "Is your reading group affiliated with the Union somehow?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "No, we're an independent organisation," he says proudly. "We acknowledge and respect the Union's efforts, but our interests are more theoretical than Mr. Claire's."

DRAMA [Medium: Success] - He speaks the truth.

3. "So what's your stance on crime in general?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "That's easy: Crime is simply the inevitable expression of the injustice and incoherence embedded within capitalism itself."

"It's a symptom, in other words. Not a cause." He waves his hand as though this is all there is to say on the subject of crime.

ECHO MAKER - His companion can barely suppress a yawn.

4. "*Are* there any operational communists in Martinaise?" (Proceed.)

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "No, unfortunately. The communards were hunted down and killed nearly to a man. All that's left of them are bones and old rifles."

"Right. They all got shot in the head, just like the anarchists."

"Well, that's too bad."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "The Insulindian Deluge wiped out an entire generation of communists. Afterward, they were all bulldozed into mass graves." The young man looks slightly queasy at the thought.

ECHO MAKER - His friend, though, seems oddly unmoved.

HALF LIGHT [Medium: Success] - On the contrary, he appears to be *savouring* the thought of so many people shot in the head, regardless of their beliefs.

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - Mark it, there's something sinister in that one.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - A moment of silence. They're waiting for you to speak.

3. "Where is the rest of the reading group?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "What do you mean? This *is* the reading group..."

"So there's just two of you?"

"Shouldn't a group have, like, more people in it?"

"Two's all you need. Me and Kim are the same way." (Turn to Kim.)

KIM KITSURAGI - "Kim and *I*..." the lieutenant mutters under his breath. He scribbles something in his notebook but adds nothing else.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "We're in something of a rebuilding phase."

ECHO MAKER - "Some of our former comrades didn't have the *ideological fortitude* our work demands."

"Okay, but what happened to them?"

"I've heard enough. Let's talk about something else."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Intellectual attrition is maybe the best way to describe it. Felix said he couldn't keep up with the reading on top of his classwork. And Zuzanna wanted to read texts *other than* Mazovian theory. Like novels, if you can believe it..."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - Imagine, the audacity of wanting to read a novel in a reading group!

"Novels, unbelievable." (Shake your head.)

"Maybe you just haven't found the right group yet?"

ECHO MAKER - "See? Even a gendarme gets it."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "We've tried recruiting new members, but unfortunately the *current intellectual climate* is pretty hostile to infra-materialist thought. These days, if you're on the left, the ascendent schools are the Gottwaldians and the Econoclards."

ECHO MAKER - "Don't forget about Maurice and the turnips."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - He sighs. "Right, then there was the whole 'turnip' debacle."

RHETORIC - Whatever this turnip business is about, one thing *is* perfectly clear: These young students have a much deeper understanding of communism than you do...

You could learn a thing or two from them, if you can convince them you're one of them.

"What's so bad about the Gottwaldians?"

"Who are the Econoclards?"

"What about Cindy, is she part of the group?"

"Did you say something about *turnips*?"

"I've heard enough. Let's talk about something else."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "They're the most depressing school of communism. They love writing long books with a patina of Mazovian theory to cover up their cheap psychologising."

ECHO MAKER - "A gang of cheap psychologists and intellectual midgets." His companion sneers. "Typical Gottwalders, in other words."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "It's okay for Uli to say that because his dad is from Gottwald."

"What's so depressing about their theories?"

"What's so bad about psychologising?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "The Gottwald School believe that intellectuals as a class are incapable of sparking revolutionary change, so all they can do is *critique* capitalism from inside itself."

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - In other words, they have lost faith in their own relevance.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "That's why they spend all their time smoking cigarettes and writing long works of criticism that make you want to commit suicide."

"That sounds miserable."

"Sounds rewarding, actually."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "It *is* miserable. That's probably why they're always committing suicide."

2. "What's so bad about psychologising?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Do you think all the problems in the world can be reduced to repressed sexual urges?"

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - No, of course not. That's reductive in the extreme.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Medium: Success] - One-thousand percent, yes.

"Probably not."

"Speaking from experience, definitely."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Well, there you have it. You're not a Gottwaldian, then."

"You see, the Gottwald School look like communists, they talk like communists, but scratch the patina and you'll see beneath that they're just depressed liberals who've read too many books."

2. "Okay, but what about the Econoclards?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "For starters, they love talking about *beans*."

"*Beans*?"

"What's wrong with beans? I like beans."

"No beans for me. Can't stand the stuff."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "That's right. Econoclards are *obsessed* with beans. They love thinking about beans, they love counting beans, but most of all, they love building models to predict how many beans there'll be *in the future*."

ENCYCLOPEDIA [Medium: Success] - Nota bene: 'Econoclard' is an extra-pejorative form of the already pejorative name 'Mazovian Economists', a moderate school of Mazovianism, which advocates a gradual transition to communism through carefully managed economic modernisation rather than violent social revolution.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "They're by far the most bean-centric school of communism."

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - Ah yes, the much maligned bean counters, ensconced in their think-tanks and highrises, believing they can save the world through a series of incremental, assiduously technocratic reforms...

"I don't get it. Are the beans a *metaphor*?"

"But isn't it good to know how many beans there are?"

"What's wrong with making progress through moderate economic reforms?"

ECHO MAKER - "If only! They've got all the beans accounted for in their asset sheets, their quarterly budgets, their future projections. But for some reason there are never enough beans to go around, so we've just got to cut our bean rations in half..."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "... and next thing you know there are *budget cuts*, so now we've got to cut the bean rations in half *again*..."

"You see, Econoclards claim to be communists, but in reality they're just liberals with hard-ons for spreadsheets."

3. "And what about the liberals? Are they liberals, too?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Of course not. The only people who actually call themselves liberals are mouth-foaming reactionaries."

ECHO MAKER - "Basically indistinguishable from fascists. You'd need an x-ray machine to tell the difference."

4. "What about Cindy, is she part of the group?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Cindy is... how to describe her *role*..."

ECHO MAKER - "... something of an ideological auxiliary, perhaps."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Yes, that's exactly how I would put it. And naturally we support her radical counter-liberal aesthetics."

ECHO MAKER - "But she refuses to submit an essay, so we can't call her a member of the group *per se*."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "That doesn't stop her from using the room for studio space, of course."

5. "Did you say something about *turnips*?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - Another sigh. “It's an unfortunate story. You see, our ex-comrade Maurice is something of an economist...”

ECHO MAKER - “He’s studying macro- *and* micro-economics.”

KIM KITSURAGI - "Wow, a *real* intellectual, it sounds like." The lieutenant arches his eyebrows.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - “Right, so a few weeks ago we were discussing the extra-physical capabilities of the revolutionary state, and Maurice said... what were his exact words, Ulixes?"

ECHO MAKER - "It was unbelievable. He said, 'Turnips don't care if they're grown by communists, moralists, or welkin. They grow just the same'."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Basically, he was rejecting the whole foundation of infra-materialist theory."

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - What is this *infra-materialist* business they keep blathering about? You've never heard of anything like it.

"Remind me what infra-materialist theory says about turnips again?"

Just go along with it.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Simply that *under suitably revolutionary conditions* crop yields naturally increase relative to non-revolutionary crops. Which Maurice somehow has the gall to deny."

ECHO MAKER - "Zuzanna said that he has been hanging out with some non-communists lately."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "For us the question boiled down to: 'If you don't even accept the basic ideas of Nilsen and infra-materialist theory, why are you in the reading group?'"

"I totally understand."

"I don't understand at all."

"So you expelled Maurice from the reading group over an argument about turnips?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Exactly. What educated person could believe that turnips grow at the same rate under capitalism *and* communism?"

ECHO MAKER - "It's a sad reflection on our educational institutions."

"So you expelled Maurice from the reading group over an argument about turnips?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Well, it wasn't so much that he was expelled..."

ECHO MAKER - "He just quit coming. We haven't seen him around for weeks."

6. "I've heard enough. Let's talk about something else."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Go ahead." The young man gives you a half-smile. His companion sniffs.

4. "What were you doing with those matchboxes just now?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - The young man frowns at the little pile of boxes on the floor.

"Nothing, just messing around until the meeting started."

INTERFACING [Easy: Success] - They're watching those matchboxes awfully intently for two guys who are just 'messing around.'

It's almost as though they were trying to create the most unstable structure they could...

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - With predictable results.

5. "Do I *know* you two from somewhere?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "I don't think so." The young man gives you a curious look. "Unless you've been hanging around the Cultural Studies faculty at the École Normale de Revachol..."

ECHO MAKER - "Perhaps he subscribes to 'La Fumée'."

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - That's sarcasm. He does not expect you to subscribe to radical communist periodicals.

(Show them 'La Fumée'.) "Wait, *you* guys wrote for *this*?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "*You've* read our article?" For the first time since you've met the young man, words seem to desert him...

ECHO MAKER - "That I did not expect." His companion is blushing now, a sheepish grin on his face.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Well, don't keep us on tenterhooks! What did you think of the essay?"

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - The delicate egos on these boys! Even though you're just some cop they're desperate for your approval.

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - Hey! You're not just 'some cop', you've got highly developed critical faculties! Now's your chance to show them off.

"It was a good article. You should keep developing your ideas."

If we'd read the article *after* becoming the Art Cop, we might have had some more profound things to say.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Well, of course that's just an *initial foray* into the subject. We're hoping to return to it for a more substantial treatment next term..."

"In any case, I'm glad our piece found its audience. That's always the hope with these things, you know."

+5 XP

6. "Is the reading group accepting new members?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "We typically only accept new members once per semester. There's this whole *process*, with essays and presentations on assigned topics..." The young man turns to his companion.

"But given that we have some extra seating at the moment, I guess we could be convinced to expedite an application or two."

ECHO MAKER - "Steban, you can't be serious... for these gendarmes?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "I am serious. As materialists we've got to adapt to conditions as they are. Besides, he'll still need to pass the *interview portion* of the entrance process..." He turns back to you.

"... assuming he's even still interested, that is."

We can improve our chances on this Composure check, so let's back out of the conversation first.

7. "That's enough for tonight. Will you still be here if I have more questions?" [Leave.]

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Sure, we're here most every night." He shrugs. "Maybe we'll catch you again."

ECHO MAKER - "Sleep well, gendarme."

We can use this as an opportunity to look around the room.

Try not to think about the cracks spidering out across the floor...

"The communards didn't commit *enough* atrocities."

A rickety easel, surrounded by pots of gouache.

Cindy's, no doubt.

Could it be the *phasmid*? No, probably not.

This one says: "NO WAR BUT CLASS WAR!"

"Kind of chilly tonight, Uli."

"Don't worry, I'm sure your jacket will turn up."

This poster reads: "Under the cobblestones, communism!"

Mmmm, coffee...

At the bottom of the pot, an isle of black sludge rises from a shadowy sea.

RELFECTIVE CONSTRUCTION VEST

+1 Endurance: Safety first. -1 Reaction Speed: Impossible to miss.

A ludicrously reflective safety vest like those favoured by construction and road repair crews. Comes with a replaceable battery back. Makes you feel like a deep sea anemone.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "The gendarme returns." The young man turns to you. "What do you need?"

4. "I'm guessing these pots of gouache belong to Cindy?"

You have to be Art Cop to recognize the paint as gouache.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - He sighs. "Yeah, it's hers. She just sort of... moved it all in a few months ago."

ECHO MAKER - "She said if she's going to make truly radical art, she needs a suitably radical workspace."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "And I don't think she could afford rent at an actual studio."

"Do you like her art?"

"Now I'm wondering, what's the deal with this place?"

"Okay, let's move on."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Oh, sure. It's definitely *interesting*, I would say..."

"Hmmm, I guess you could call her latest stuff a sort of *counter-bourgeois calligraphy*. She's got a real taste for radical slogans."

ECHO MAKER - "It's too bad she hasn't developed the theoretical foundation to do truly radical work."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "I think she'll get there, though. She's still looking for a subject equal to her ambitions."

2. "Now I'm wondering, what's the deal with this place?"

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "'The deal'? At a fundamental level I guess you could call it the shattered bones of a dream crushed by capital."

LOGIC [Challenging : Success] - A feeble and hopelessly mixed metaphor.

ECHO MAKER - "That's really good, Steban. You should save that for an essay."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Thanks, Uli. When the idea is sound the words just sort of flow."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - Yes, now keep developing the idea.

"Actually, I think that's a mixed metaphor."

"If this place is the shattered bones, that must make us the bone weevils."

"I heard these used to be luxury apartments. Million reál views, that sort of thing."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Mmm, yeah that's not bad."

ECHO MAKER - "Not as good as Steban's original idea, though."

3. "I heard these used to be luxury apartments. Million reál views, that sort of thing."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "That could be." He nods. "It would explain some of the more ornate detailing. But we're speaking in world-historical terms here. What this place *represents*, not what it merely *was*."

ECHO MAKER - His friend yawns, evidently bored by literal reality.

3. "Okay, let's move on."

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Go ahead." The young man gives you a half-smile. His companion sniffs.

7. [Composure - Impossible 17] Convince them you belong in the reading group.

+4 Somewhat bookish toad.

COMPOSURE [Impossible: Failure] - Is it getting warm in here? There seems to be a little pool of sweat forming in the depression of your lower back.

"Definitely not sweating, no sir. (Dab the sweat with your shirt.)"

It's because I don't do well in interviews.

COMPOSURE - Excellent work, now there's a dark handprint on the back of your shirt. Everyone will be able to see the evidence of your overactive sweat glands.

2. It's because I don't do well in interviews.

COMPOSURE - No, you're terrible at them. The thought of everyone looking at you, judging you, makes you want to heave, frankly...

-1 Morale

3. Why am I getting so worked up? They're just a couple of kids!

COMPOSURE - Let's be frank, they're probably way smarter than you. You bet they've read more books than you can even name...

RHETORIC [Medium: Success] - Of course, if you're nervous it wouldn't hurt to read another book or two.

COMPOSURE - The hardest part will just be working up the nerve to ask without soiling yourself.

STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - "Everything alright, gendarme? You look a little green about the gills..."

8. [Leave.]

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #harrier du bois #steban the student communist #echo maker #i hope you're ready for another really long post as we discuss *critical theory*

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livsoulsecrets · 5 months

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1989 (Taylor’s version) songs as BL/GL Characters - Part 1

Welcome to New York - Chris and Amm (Friendzone 2)

When we first dropped our bags on apartment floors

Took our broken hearts, put them in a drawer

Everybody here was someone else before

And you can want who you want

Boys and boys and girls and girls

[…] Like any great love, it keeps you guessing

Like any real love, it's ever-changing

Like any true love, it drives you crazy

But you know you wouldn't change anything, anything, anything

Blank Space - Sand and Ray (Only Friends)

Saw you there and I thought "Oh, my God, look at that face, you look like my next mistake, love’s a game, wanna play?"

[…] Ain't it funny? Rumors fly and I know you heard about me

So hey, let's be friends, I'm dying to see how this one ends

Grab your passport and my hand, I can make the bad guys good for a weekend

So it's gonna be forever or it's gonna go down in flames

You can tell me when it's over, if the high was worth the pain

[…] 'Cause we're young, and we're reckless

We'll take this way too far, it'll leave you breathless or with a nasty scar

Got a long list of ex-lovers, they’ll tell you I'm insane

But I've got a blank space, baby, and I'll write your name

Cherry lips, crystal skies, I could show you incredible things

Stolen kisses, pretty lies, you’re the King, baby, I'm your Queen

[…] Wait, the worst is yet to come, oh, no

Screaming, crying, perfect storms, I can make all the tables turn

Rose garden filled with thorns, keep you second guessing like “Oh, my God, who is [he]?"

I get drunk on jealousy, but you'll come back each time you leave

'Cause, darling, I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream

Style - Prapai and Sky (Love in the air)

And I should just tell you to leave 'cause I

Know exactly where it leads, but I

Watch us go 'round and 'round each time

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time

'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style

[…] Just take me home

Out of the woods - Akk and Ayan (The Eclipse)

When you started crying, baby, I did too

But when the sun came up, I was looking at you

Remember when we couldn't take the heat?

I walked out, I said "I'm setting you free"

But the monsters turned out to be just trees

When the sun came up you were looking at me

[…] Are we out of the woods yet?

All you had to do was stay - Kim and Chay (Kinnporsche the series)

Here you are now, calling me up, but I don't know what to say

I've been picking up the pieces of the mess you made

People like you always want back the love they pushed aside

But people like me are gone forever when you say goodbye

Hey, all you had to do was stay

Had me in the palm of your hand

Then why'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in?

I wish you would - Nim and Mollie (The Warp Effect)

I wish you would come back

Wish I'd never hung up the phone like I did

I wish you knew that I’d never forget you as long as I'd live

And I wish you were right here, right now

It's all good, I wish you would

I wish we could go back

And remember what we were fighting for

Wish you knew that I miss you too much to be mad anymore

Bad blood - Todd and Black (Not me)

Cause baby, now we've got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

[…] So take a look what you've done

Oh, it's so sad to think about the good times, you and I

[…] Now we've got problems and I don't think we can solve 'em

You made a really deep cut

Wildest Dreams - Tharn and Phaya (The Sign)

Say you'll remember me

Standing in a nice dress

Staring at the sunset, babe

Red lips and rosy cheeks

Say you'll see me again

Even if it's just in your wildest dreams

How you get the girl - Mon and Sam (Gap the series)

Say it's been a long six months

And you were too afraid to tell her what you want […]

And then you say, I want you for worse or for better

I would wait for ever and ever

Broke your heart, I'll put it back together

I would wait for ever and ever

And that's how it works

That's how you get the girl

This Love - Pat and Pran (Bad Buddy)

Your kiss, my cheek

I watched you leave

Your smile, my ghost

I fell to my knees

When you're young, you just run

But you come back to what you need

This love is good

This love is bad

This love is alive back from the dead

These hands had to let it go free, and

This love came back to me

This love left a permanent mark

This love is glowing in the dark

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ditch-lily · 11 months

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hello my dear! as i was falling asleep last night i thought about your oceans 8 kimchay au again and then this thing popped out of me as soon as i woke up:

Kim surveys the gallery with a nonchalant air. "So what exactly am I stealing?"

"My heart," mumbles Chay.

"What?"

"What?" Chay looks at her audio controls, and sure enough, her mic is on.

Shit.

"Uhh, art. I said art."

"Okay," laughs Kim. "I deserved that. But seriously, Chay, what art am I stealing?"

Chay eyes Kim's image on the security footage. Even on the grainy screen she looks better than everything else in the room.

"It's that sculpture 45 degrees to your right."

"This hideous thing?"

"Well, it's worth 2.4 million USD."

Chay can hear the scowl in Kim's next words, "Why do rich people have such bad taste?"

"P'Kim, aren't you rich too?"

Kim's laugh sets Chay's ears on fire. "Okay, to be fair, most of my life consists of choices made in bad taste. And the rest… well there's more than one way to bad, isn't there, Chay?"

"Can you two please stop flirting on the channel? I don't want to hear this."

"Je!" Chay nearly screams into her mic, but she manages to rein it down to an outraged whisper at the last minute. "As if this is as bad as the time we walked in on you and Kinn having sex on the couch?"

"It's not my fault you barged in," whines Porsche.

"It was in the living room? In a shared space?? In the middle of the afternoon???" Chay feels nauseous just thinking about it. She hasn't so much as looked at that couch, never mind sit in it, since The Incident.

Chay can see Kim nodding on the screen, as if she's contemplating one of the paintings on the wall. "She's right, Porsche. One of these days I'm going to burn that couch."

That of course spurs Kinn to open her big mouth. "We'll just have sex on the new couch."

"Oh, fuck you," says Kim.

"Yes, I will," says Porsche.

"I quit. Can I quit? I suddenly don't want to be here. Chay, meet me at the coffee shop around the corner. Kinn, Porsche, the two of you can steal this shitty trinket yourselves. I don't need a cut of the 2.4 million. This isn't worth it."

Kim's mic feed goes dead and Chay tracks her annoyed power walk through the various camera feeds.

Hell yeah! Chay fist bumps in celebration. A date with Kim is worth way more than 2.4 million.

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i hope you think about this kimchay oceans 8 universe so much that you'll write it once idolistic is done okay ilu bye 😇

SOBBING YELLING THROWING UP!!!!! what a beautiful gift to grace my inbox this morning!! i'm so full of emotions ahhhhhhhh

Kim surveys the gallery with a nonchalant air. "So what exactly am I stealing?"

"My heart," mumbles Chay.

"What?"

"What?" Chay looks at her audio controls, and sure enough, her mic is on.

THIS BIT!!! THIS BIT STOLE MY HEART it's perfect thank you. love these pda siblings (poor chay, poor kim, porsche and kinn listening to them flirt is what they deserve) and ahhh chay getting a date with her girl!! chay's little fist bump 🥺

now they're gonna have a cute little coffee date with kim (in her incognito casing a joint clothes?) which is like a very gay leather jacket and ripped jeans, big boots. grunge art school student style. while chay just beams at her with big eyes and holds her hand. kim orders her everything on the menu

also repeat this in the future. kim dressed up fancy fancy (cape, we all know which one) abandoning some gala job to hole up in a late night take out joint, ethereally pretty and jewellery sparkling in the dingy decor while chay sits across from her, smiling adoringly. that's her girl!! chay proceeds to order her everything on the menu

#HI THANK YOU THIS WAS LOVELY TO WAKE UP TO!!#seriously shirleyy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 🥺💖#kimchay #ocean's 8 #chay is gonna order kim everything on the menu (her girl is hungry!!)#but kim's the one who pays for it lol #anyway i'm full of emotions!!!!#this was a wonderful little read!#also tumblr i freaking dare you to tell me when i have messages in my inbox on mobile #IT NEVER TELLS MEEEEEEEEE

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jongbross · 9 months

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sweet lies (byun baekhyun x reader)

pairing: byun baekhyun x reader, kim jongin x reader

word count: 🤷‍♀️

genre: angst

warnings: suggestive themes, poor baekhyun, poor jongin

a/n: i was on my kaibaek shit when i wrote this

baekhyun locked eyes with you. he could feel such a burning heat raising up his chest, engulfing his heart and part of his soul - and he didn't like that. he didn't like how the way you looked at him made him gasp, he didn't like how your parted lips were much more invating than it should.

"i love you", he blurted out without a second thought.

"i want you", you replied, pulling him down by his neck and wrapping a leg around his waist.

it took every single cell within baekhyun to get off you. he just grabbed your waist while kneeled between your legs, looking at your perfect figure and taking a second to caress the skin he was touching - he could have at least that, right?

"i love you", baekhyun repeated. "i can't do this because i love you."

he passed his fingers through his pinkish hair, pulling it all the locks back and sighing the deepest and heaviest sigh he ever let out. you weren't sure if it took too long for him to move, but when you realized he was already seated on the edge of the bed, head between his hands. so you seated too, beside him, shoulder brushing his shoulder.

"i...", you tried, but what exactly should you say?

"it will never be just sex for me, you know that."

he didn't have to look at you to know that you nodded.

"i wish i could say the same thing to you", you confessed in a whisperer, even though you knew it was a lie.

before baekhyun could even reply, the phone next to you started to ring - that special ringtone, that made everyone know who was calling. just to torture himself, baekhyun looked up to see "jonginnie ❤️" lighting up on the screen. he watched as you picked the phone call.

"hey, love", you casually said. "yeah, i'm fine. how you're doing? oh... that's nice, i'm glad to hear to it. tonight? yeah, i think it works! didn't know your sister was in town though. okay... yeah, okay. i'll be ready... what? um, no... no, i didn't talk to baekhyun today, why? i see... i'm sure he's okay, don't worry. fine, i'll see you soon then. love you too, bye, babe."

baekhyun only breathed again when the call ended. for a few moments, nothing could be heard in the room except for the buzzing of the lamp and baekhyun's heart breaking little by little.

"he's... he's been calling you. he's looking for you", you told him.

"i'll text him when i get home."

he got up from the bed all of a sudden, picking up his shirt from the floor and putting it on again. before he could walk out the door to the corridor, an overwhelming feeling that you needed to say something took over you.

"i'm sorry, baek", you sincerely said, licking your lips - but you could still taste baekhyun's sweet kisses upon it. "i'm really sorry."

but you always were. for not loving him back, for putting him through so much, and for being selfish enough to never let him go because you needed his friendship.

"i know."

#byun baekhyun x reader #baekhyun x reader #byun baekhyun imagines #exo imagines #exo scenarios #exo fanfic #exo x you #exo x reader #byun baekhyun x you #baekhyun x you #exo angst #imagines #kpop imagines #kpop fanfic #kpop scenarios

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polaroidbills · 1 year

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reciprocate.

genre! - angst angst angst, little fluff, slice of life, unrequited love

synopsis! - a story about how love isn't always perfect. about how everything ends up in tears but not always sad ones. love isn't always what your mind makes it out to be. it's full of downs, not just ups. it isn't always meant to be.

warnings! - not proof read, made at like 3 a.m, one kiss, mention of heart stabbing (lmk if i missed anything)

word count! - 1 368

author's note! - i relate so much to the main character, it's embarrassing. (minus the boyfriend part)

choi beomgyu. a classmate of mine. known as the popular, all-rounder, it boy of the 8th grade. many most would describe him as charming, attractive, funny, nice, smart, etc.

i remember the first time i laid eyes on him. his features sharp, hair framing his face, and his proportions unbelievably perfect. immediately i knew. i told myself to not fall and to force myself to look somewhere else. but i couldn't.

everyday i saw him again and again. i fell deeper and deeper, more and more. i couldn't stop myself. but i knew he never saw me as anything. i was just like every other girl. in fact, he probably doesn't even know i exist.

it was crushing my heart. to see him everytime he rakes through his hair or laughs at a friends joke. it hurt to know he could never reciprocate the same feelings.

one sided.

that's all it was. unrequited. if only he did reciprocate.

all those nights i couldn't sleep, i was busy. busy thinking about him and how it would be if he liked me back. if he noticed me.

but no. it could never happen. he's way out of my league. he's a 10, i'm a 5. we don't even belong in the same room.

as time went by my feelings grew. the school year is almost done. we're about to graduate. my feelings from the start of the year never left. i feel the same way. if not worse. i like him a lot more than before.

we ultimately end up going to the same school. and over the summer i work on myself. of course not only for him, but for me. if i think i look good maybe he will too.

i've changed over the break. from a 5 to i's say an 8.

as i walk through to doors and immediately spot him. choi beomgyu. talking to his friends. smiling and laughing.

i haven't even told my friend about him. about how i have a fat crush on him.

in class he sits next to me? since when did he know i existed? am i finally getting noticed now that i've worked on myself?

"hey."

"hi?"

"y/n right? you've changed," he exclaims shocked.

"oh yeah," i laugh. "can i help you?"

"i don't think we've ever really talked much. i want to get to know you more."

oh. the choi beomgyu wants to get to know me?

"you're friends with minji right?"

"oh yeah she's my best friend."

minji. kim minji. she's been my best friend since the 1st grade. she's everything i wish to be. pretty, smart, caring, energetic, happy, and so much more. all guys go to her. and what's worse guys only come to me to get close to her.

"what about her?"

"i was wondering if you could tell me what she likes? like does she like tulips or roses? dark or milk chocolate?"

oh. not surprised, but definitely disappointed. who am i to think the choi beomgyu would want to actually get to know me? of course he's interested in minji, who just happens to be my best friend.

"you know what why don't you just come with me to the mall? i want to make sure i get exactly what minji wants."

"oh uh okay?"

i mean sometimes, well most of the times, i glanced at beomgyu, he was looking at her. he's definitely shown interest in her multiple times, but i've just realized it now.

from that day, my heart ached and ached. it's like never ending heart burn. like someone stabs me in the heart everytime i see them together or hear them.

minji only ever really talks about beomgyu, and how amazing he and his dates are. even beomgyu comes to me sometimes, but never to actually talk to me or get to know me. no. but only to rant about how beautiful and perfect minji is. minji this, minji that.

doesn't he think i already know? out of the dozen times she's been chosen over me?

as fays go by my body and heart numb. it's like someone's put numbing cream on me and the effects never left me. one week ago me would've teared up everytime beomgyu or minji talked about each other. but present me just smiles and nods, tuning out the voices and words.

over the time me and beomgyu's friends got closer. to the point where i hang out and yalk to them more than minji. it's like they've replaced minji and i've replaced beomgyu. they don't even hang out with beomgyu much anymore. minji and beomgyu are too occupied with each other to keep around others. they're inseparable.

yeonjun and i are closer than the others but we all tolerate each other. ha.

the more i spend time with him and the other guys, the more i can forget sbout minji and beomgyu. the more i can feel and the more i can stop occupying my mind with him.

and just like that a 9-year friendship flushed down the toilet. and just like that a fat crush disappears like magic.

yeonjun and i have gone on dozens of one-on-one 'dates'. he's a great guy. a perfect guy. he's everything i've wanted and needed but more. words can't describe how much i like him.

but does he feel the same way? does he reciprocate these feelings?

it's been almost a year since the incident. a few months since i've talked to or hung out with beomgyu or minji. in fact i've never been happier. the feeling is unmatched.

i've healed. i've moved on. finally.

yeonjun and i are going on a date. i don't know where he's taking me though.

"don't look yet, we're almsot there," yeonjun's hand in mine and eyes closed he leads the way.

"okay open."

i flutter my eyes open and a beautiful view fills my vision. we're at the spot we had our first date. a hill in a field filled with greenery, sunlight, and flowers. i gaze down at the picnic blanket and basket set up.

"come sit down and eat. my mom heped me make tempura shrimp sushi. your favourite," he signals for me to sit.

"mm it's really good," i manage to say with a mouth full of sushi.

"woah calm down there's plenty more sushi for you," he laughs. the most beautiful laugh ever.

after the meal i lay down to gaze at the sky. and yeonjun follows beside me.

"i can't believe you remember this spot."

"of course i would, it was our first date," he smiles.

"y/n."

"yeah?"

"there's something i need to tell you."

my heart pounds. nervousness fills my frame.

"i like you. so much. ever since the 8th grade. but i knew you liked beomgyu. i understand if you don't fell the same way. but please y/n i just need clarity. do you or do you not like me back?"

the relief. the weight lifted from my shoulders. a sigh leaving my airway. finally.

"yeonjun of course i feel the same way. i like you too," my smiles grows more and more.

"will you be my girlfriend?"

"finally. i thought i was gonna have to ask you myself. i would love to be your girlfriend."

he brings me in for a kiss. a kiss filled with passion and love.

i mean don't get me wrong, it was no one's fault. not mine, not beomgyu's, nor minji's fault. it was just never meant to be. we weren't made for each other.

beomgyu's a great guy. attractive, smart, kind and more. but in the end we both were never supposed to be together. in the end we cry tears of joy and happiness.

to this day we still keep in touch, though we're now in university. minji and i too. we've hung out and bonded a lot. i've even come clean about my crush on him back in highschool and we laughed upon the memory. it no longer bothers me. because finally. finally i've found the one. one that feels the same. a love so strong, nothing can break the bond. a love that is requited.

someone that does reciprocate.

@1-800-143 please DO NOT copy, plagiarize, or repost any of my work.

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critical-thinking-is-mandatory · 1 year

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*Points shotgun at you* So can we hear more about your OC Claude? Like how Chat Noir acts when he sees him and Ladybug getting along? 😃

Anon, you sure can! I have so many Claude wips that I'm running circles trying to get at least one finished to post. But for now! You may have some Adrichat pouting over Ladybug and Claude getting on like a house on fire

Ladybug was ignoring him.

Adrien was sure of it. She'd burst into the boys' PE lesson and gave Adrien a quick once over to make sure he was okay. Ladybug hadn't looked at him since. The akuma was after their class, but all she'd done was reassure Adrien and his peers, before moving to conduct a plan.

He couldn't show it, but Adrien was fuming. Every other time Ladybug had rescued him, she and Adrien had shared lovestruck and longing looks. For a moment Ladybug's usual calm would slip, she'd blush in the sweetest way, stumble over a word or three...but that was gone. Ladybug was too busy fawning over Claude. Stupid Claude.

Adrien and the other boys had gathered round Ladybug as she planned, but Claude had kept butting in, telling Ladybug what to do and why. And poor Ladybug. She was too sweet to put Claude in his place. Ladybug put on such a good show for Claude; acting like she agreed, and was even impressed. Ha! If Adrien had only been able to slip away and transform... He gritted his teeth. Chat Noir would've been able to tell Claude exactly where he can shove his ideas. Doesn't he know how this works? Ladybug comes up with the plan, and Chat Noir makes it fun! Civilians do not 'help'. It's a miracle his Lady can even work in these conditions! What with Claude being a nuisance and distracting Ladybug the entire time.

Ladybug sighed, breaking Adrien from his train of thought. "This would be so much easier if Chat was here." Claude's stupid perfect face flattened in a frown.

Adrien preened. His Lady still knows exactly who's been there for her from the very start. Chat Noir! Not some stupid jumped up foreign model, who thinks itit'his place to try and tell Ladybug how to do her job.

"I'm sure he's on his way," Adrien said loudly. Ladybug looked at him for the first time since she'd arrived, and smiled in a strained and tired way. "He's never abandoned his Ladybug before."

Ladybug's smile, already weak, faltered.

"Dudes, I don't wanna be a downer but," Nino said, scratching under his cap and avoiding direct eye contact. "Chat Noir hasn't really...he hasn't showed up. Not just today but weeks now, dude. Alya's been keeping count," he finished with a shrug.

Adrien's stomach sank as he watched Ladybug's face fall. Nino just had to bring it up.

"Yeah, has something happened to Chat Noir?" Kim asked.

"Obviously something happened," Adrien interrupted with a bright, front cover perfect smile. "Chat Noir is the only one Ladybug could ever trust, he wouldn't just abandon her." Ladybug's smile brightened just a smidge. "But," Adrien said, drawing the word out, "if I had to guess, Chat Noir is probably upset that he's been replaced. All those temporary heroes and all."

"Replaced?" Ladybug squawked.

"So he ran away over hurt feelings?" Claude said loudly. Adrien nearly rolled his eyes. Leave it to Claude to be totally ignorant of the situation.

"But, Chat would say," Ladybug said softly. Her eyes welled up with tears. Oh how Adrien longed to be the one to wipe them away, whisper to her how she was so beautiful when she cried. "I asked him, I asked him all the time if something was wrong but he'd never say!" Ladybug was getting worked up now, shoulders shaking, balled fists trembling.

Claude put a hand on Ladybug's shoulder. Adrien stiffened. He wanted to hiss and snap and smack thay hand away from his Lady. But Ladybug...she relaxed into it. Almost like it comforted her. Adrien’s lip tightened. Clearly she was just faking to not hurt Claude's feelings.

"Ladybug..." Claude swallowed loud enough for Adrien to hear. "I think once this is all over you and Chat Noir should talk. Figure out why he's not turning up to his job."

Adrien bristled at the jab. Chat Noir wasn't a job! Claude wouldn't even understand what it means to be a superhero, let alone the irreplaceable partner and love of Ladybug.

"You're right," Ladybug said softly. She repeated it again, firmer this time. "Thank you, Claude." She turned and did something that sent spiders crawling down Adrien's spine. She hugged Claude. Wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his shoulder and and! The sight nearly made Adrien sick with anger. How dare Claude take advantage of Ladybug in such a state! Adrien opened his mouth to send Claude scrambling but Ladybug had already pulled away.

"Okay!" She said brightly. "Claude and I have a plan..."

Adrien tuned out, too busy staring at the way Ladybug pressed lightly against Claude's side. That should be Adrien. He should be the one Ladybug took comfort in. He should be her shoulder to cry on.

Adrien grit his teeth, already plotting his escape to return as Chat Noir. It was long overdue, to sweep Ladybug off her feet and put Claude in his place.

#Ml fic #Ficlet #Ml oc #Ml oc Claude #adrien salt #Kinda??#Anyway #Gun mention #Asks #Anonymous #This was so much fun #Hoping it comes across how adriebs pov is skewed by his existing ideas #It's so fun playing with someone wilfully ignoring the facts

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initiumseries · 11 months

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Can you list the best asian dramas you ever watched?

Oh 100%. Now this is in no particular order. So I'm gonna combine best and most compelling. Some dramas I watched weren't necessarily "The Best" but they held onto me and I think that's worth noting.

Goblin The Great and Lonely God

This drama, is a drama I'd pay money to have my brain wiped of memories of so I could watch it again for the first time. Everything about it is so good, so emotional, and it's literally changed the landscape of kdramas since.

Touch Your Heart

Lee dong wook and Yoo in na's reunion drama right after goblin is EXACTLY what we needed and it was such a perfect, quintissential romantic comedy drama. Exactly what got me into kdramas in the first place.

Hi Bye Mama

I've said this before, but this drama was...whew. It's weirdly slept on, because it's the first drama that made me CRY, cry. So worth the watch.

Navillera

Not necessarily the best kdrama I've ever watched, but you put young people in need of a parental figure and old people in need of a young person together and you've got me HOOKED. I will watch ANYTHING kdrama related with young folks and their grandparents. I'm very close with my grandfather so this drama MESSED ME UP. So emotional, so good.

Something In the Rain

this drama was like...it took over my life, made me SO FUCKING ANGRY, and then like ruined me. Their chemistry was INSANE, and it elevated the emotionality of their relationship. Also the cinematography was so...thoughtful. They deliberately filmed it so their intimate moments felt like we were spying on them a bit, and I really liked that idea of seeing them behind bookcases while they're cuddling to watch tv etc. They felt like a real couple.

Crash Landing On You

It's just a drama you have to watch. Nothing I can say about it will make sense. But when you watch it and see them AND the second leads together? Bro.

Princess WeiYoung

This was one of the first c-dramas I actually sat through. The backbiting, the scheming, the costumes, the sets, HOOKED me. I was IN. And THEN their chemistry?!?! LOOK at how he's LOOKING at her. Ugh.

The Rise of the Phoenixes

So, I know I'm alone in this, but this was one of the most thorough and intense dramas I've seen. The attention to detail really resonated with me. It's like, the definition of a slow burn, but their chemistry is CRAZY, the acting is top tier, the sets, the costumes, the drama. It was all just such a feast. Even the fact that, there was no dub for this drama, the actors read all the really challenging poems they recited themselves, the meaning behind everything, was sooo cool. The director's cut saved it, I know, but I felt like they could've cut some stuff out to keep it tight. Such a melancholy drama from beginning to end.

The Story of Yanxi Palace

I am a messy bitch who lives for drama and yanxi palace DELIVERS. All the women are insane, and compelling, and NASTY. And I LIVE for that. I've been watching kdramas a long time, and I was so happy when they finally got to the point of making their female leads have personalities and not be doormats. So when I started getting into c-dramas, the thing that hooked me was that the lead female characters were often women with strong personalities, smart, and simply limited by the circumstances of the world they live in, but even with those restrictions, they exercise such power within those boundaries that I LOVE. This drama does all that and more. A+.

Misty

this drama is so tough for me and zalrb. It was SO COMPELLING to watch. Kim Nam Joo is RIVETING to watch, and it was her comeback drama and boy did she come BACK. I remember rushing home from work to watch the next episode because I had NO idea where it was gonna go, and the TENSION between her and the guy not her husband was STRESSFUL. But whew the fucking whiffed it at the end. It's so unfortunate because a tight ending would've sent me over the edge. But alas, this was (minus the ending) one of the most compelling kdramas I've ever watched.

Till the End of the Moon

Jesus christ. This drama was so FRUSTRATING. But their relationship was compelling, HE was compelling. Tantai Jin was SO incredibly interesting to watch and it felt like watching an actor level up as you're watching. I'm generally not a fan of fantasy C-dramas bc the cg is ALWAYS awful. But I just ffwrd through most of that stuff to watch the relationship stuff. I felt like there was a stronger way to tell this story, but they were compelling.

I feel like I might be missing some but these are the ones I thought of right away.

#till the end of the moon #the story of yanxi palace #goblin the lonely and great god #touch your heart #hi bye mama #something in the rain

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artzychic27 · 10 months

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Marc: Kiran, do you know how this car got in here?

Kiran: Yes, I do.

Marc: How?

Kiran: Through the window.

—

Sabrina: Your sister is such a tattle-tale.

Zoé: I am not and I'm telling you said that.

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Simon: Gee, your hair smells like melon. What are you using?

Denise: Oh, it's this new product called 'Gee, Your Hair Smells like Melon.'

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Nino: Adrien, it's finally happened! He's cleaning liquid soap!

Ivan: Don’t be silly. I’m just cleaning my rubber gloves.

Nino: Ivan, there's no shame in therapy.

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Mme. Bustier: Okay guys. Lets pick a name for our new classroom puppy. Chloé do you have a name for the puppy?

Chloé: Yes I do. Chloé.

Alya: That's your name.

Chloé: I like my name.

Kim: I have the perfect name. Mr. Dog!

Alix: Mr. Dog? Kim, when you have a kid someday what are you going to name it? Mr. Baby?

Kim: Not if its a girl.

Myléne: I think we should name him something that fits his personality. Like... Puddles.

Nino: I have the perfect name! Comet. Because he's fast and he has a tail.

Nathaniel: And he only hits the newspaper once every 76 years.

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Ismael: I never had them and I never will. I'm immune to chicken pox.

Cosette: You can't be immune to chicken pox!

Ismael: Ever kid in my school had them but me. I guess when you're an awesome physical specimen like my own bad self, germs take one look at my body and say, 'Hey, why waste our time?'

Reshma: Women say the same thing.

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Chat Noir: M’lady, I have a question. What's a boy ladybug called?

Ladybug: *thinks for a moment* Confused.

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Denise: Papá, with all respect, you can't send me to my room now. I'm a married enby.

Flavio: No you're not.

Simon: Dad-

Flavio: Please don't call me that!

Simon: What is it you do?

Flavio: I co-own a cafe.

Simon: I will study hard...and when you die, I will take over the family business.

Flavio: … I will never die.

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*Adrien and Félix walk in dressed exactly alike*

Nino: Whoa! Freaky! Try to tell 'em apart!

Félix: You'll never guess, losers.

Marinette: Ohhh this is a toughie, but I bet that the real Félix is the one that just called us losers. And you are Adrien.

Adrien: Aw nuts.

Félix: Aw hoo..

Nino: Bless you

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Marc: *Putting Kiran to bed* Don't shake your head. Your story is read. Now, you must go to bed. To bed, I said.

Alyssa: Honey, you really gotta cut back on the Dr. Suess.

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Denise: I'm older.

Cerise: I'm younger.

Denise: I’m taller.

Cerise: I'm shorter.

Denise: I'm smarter.

Cerise: I'm... not falling for that.

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Lacey: Dude, lots of babies are bald.

Jean: Not me. When I was born, the doctor smacked my butt and gave me a blow dryer.

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Mme. Mendeleiv: Kissing a girl who smokes is like kissing an ash tray.

Mme. Bustier: What ash tray have you been kissing?

Mme. Mendeleiv: My Aunt Ida. I mean I love her, but she smokes so much, her Dalmatian is all black.

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Louis: *after looking in refrigerator* This fridge is a joke! No Ding-Dongs, no Ho-Ho's, no Nutty Buddy's... it's bone-dry!

Nathaniel: I have raisins.

Louis: I'm allergic to raisins. My lips blow up and I can't talk when I eat raisins!

Nathaniel: ...raisins it is then!

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Ivan: *After Kim walks in wearing drag* Kim’s a girl.

Max: No, he's a women.

Alix: An ugly women.

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Austin T: Jean here is a Shakespeare freak. Aren't you, my little Hamlet-and-cheese?

Jean: *embarrassed* Whatever.

Austin B: Jean, you're into Shakespeare?

Austin T: Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, and Summer's lease hath all too short a date.

Austin Q: … Wow, Jean, I had no idea you had such a sensative soul.

Jean: … Whatever.

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Lacey: You two think you're so cute.

Evan: Don't worry.

Jeremy: Be happy!

Lacey: Oh no! You two ARE so cute!

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Ivan: When I was a kid, the kids used to tease me. They called me 'Zorba the Geek.'

Kim: *laughs hysterically, then grows serious when he sees the killer look on Ivan’s face* Kids can be so cruel.

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Marinette Chloé said she heard a strange noise outside, but if you ask me, it's a desperate plea for attention.

Sabine: Marinette, stop watching Oprah and start doing your homework.

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Cosette: Are you gonna cook the baby?

Yvette: We're changing her diaper.

Cosette: Oh, then how do you roast a turkey?

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Denise: … I want to look like these models.

Simon: Why?

Denise: Because they're pretty!

Simon: I think you're pretty.

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M. Monlataing: I'm calling children's services to handle this.

Alix: Why?

M. Monlataing: Because if I don't, I'm going over there to straighten him out myself!

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Adrien: That's it. Loosen up, be very fluid. Be very fluid-y. That's it! Now... once you get it going, you shift the weight and you go. *starts walking* And it's a strut, and it's cool, and it's a strut, and it's cool. See? Like that?

Steve Urkel: Very inspiring. *tries to walk, but instead of a strut, he walks sidways on his toes bouncing highly*

Adrien: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's, uh, that's close.

Steve Urkel: Really? Well, oh. Well, that was a walk on the wild side. But, you should ty it with your elbows out. It's much better for circulation.

Adrien: Oh, really? Like this? *sticks elbows out*

Steve Urkel: Yeah. *Adrien starts to walk*!You're doing fine.

Adrien: You, know? I do feel the blood flowing better. It's very - WHAT AM I DOING?

Steve Urkel: Well, here's another fun way to kill time. Let's share a life story. I'll go first. I was born on a cold night in Chicago, 1976, the year of America's bicenntinal. My mom was in a great deal of pain and I was charging through! And...

Adrien: Uh! I think I hear the girls in the courtyard. Why, don't you just go and... yeah. Right in the courtyard area.

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Nathaniel: Hey! You girls are the ones who drilled a peep hole in the boys’ locker room!

Rando Girl: Yeah, and you're the reason we plugged it up, backne!

Nathaniel: The peep hole works both ways, Zit Butt!

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Alya: *to Tom and Sabine* My mother would never let me go to a boy's apartment unsupervised, what kind of parents are you?

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Alim: *Knocks on the door* Alix, are you in there?

Alix: Yeah one sec, dad! *clears off pillows off of her bed, and pushes Nathaniel under the covers*

Nathaniel: *Drunk* Wassup, Alix?

Alix: Nath, we're going to play a little game okay? Whoever stays quietest the longest gets to lipwrestle with the captain of the soccer team!

Nathaniel: Goal!

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Simon: Did you happen to get a picture of the front of the horse too?

Austin A: This happens to be one of my relatives. If you wanna see yours, you could go rent "Gorillas in the Mist."

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #full house #incorrect quotes #random post

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threadbaresweater · 4 months

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Blorbos Over the Years

@itoshisoup you are responsible for this.

I'm not quite sure where to start with my explanations, so I'm just going to dive in.

1. Kevin Arnold from The Wonder Years. The first character I remember having a crush on at the tender age of 7.

2. Sean Hunter, Boy Meets World. 12 year old me really loved his long hair and "bad boy" image.

3. Jordan Catalano, My So-Called Life. The Original Bad Boy. I was 15.

4. Aladdin. I think Every girl my age had a crush on him. He's out of order on the chart. I loved him at 11.

5. Romeo Montague. Well, Leonardo DiCaprio in general, but mostly for the Romeo + Juliet of 1996. I was 15.

6. AJ, Empire Records. He was going to tell Corey(Liv Tyler) at 1:37 exactly that he loved her. Also a teenage crush (16-17)

7. Tidus, Final Fantasy X. His English dub made me crazy in the best way. I needed to run my fingers through his hair and make out with him in the lake at macalania. I was 19 when I met him for the first time.

8. Auron, Final Fantasy X. Rough and stoic and quiet and strong, he paved the way for future blorbos. 21-23 years old.

9. Lulu, Final Fantasy X. Part of my bisexual awakening. She's so beautiful. Same age span as Auron.

There's a dry spell here between 23 and 30-ish, a sad, blorbo-less time when I was suffering in a toxic marriage and had a quarter life crisis. Honorable mentions at this time go to Bam Margera of Jackass and Brad Pitt- specifically the Brad Pitt of Interview With the Vampire and Legends of the Fall. Don't ask. I'm not sure either.

10. In 2019, I started playing Mr. Love Queen's Choice and fell HARD for Lucien. I was 38.

11. Victor won over Lucien soon thereafter. He's licherally perfect.

12. JUMIN HANNNNNNNNNN. We met during covid. I was 39 and locked in my house, daydreaming constantly. My husband and I had a 63 day streak of sex because I was constantly horny. I stayed up all hours of the night listening to music and writing fanfiction and wishing Jumin was real. It was a problem. Obsession doesn't even begin to describe what I felt for him.

13. Jihyun Kim. Equally as obsessed with him. Joined 4 Zines and wrote shit tons of fanfiction for him. Cried endless tears for him. 39-40 years old.

14. Aki. Oh, my Aki. My quiet, angry, strong, complicated, blue-eyed, black haired Aki. I want to smoke and have coffee with him every morning for the rest of our lives.

15. Megumi. Another dark haired pretty, pretty boy. I felt like a teenager with a crush when I first saw him.

16. Nanami. My stoic, overworked, but secretly sensitive blonde. I want to live by the ocean with him and walk barefoot in the sand every night.

17. Kishibe. My mid-life crisis asshole. He's dirty and crude but strong and just doesn't take any shit. I love his outlook on life and need him to let me ride him.

18.Higuruma. Love of my life. I've arrived at peak blorbo consumption here. He's everything I want and more. He is all of these men combined and then some. He is the epitome of blorbo-ness.

If you read all of this, call me. I'll take you out to lunch. (This was crazy fun though. Thanks Mao Mao).

#a history of blorbos #by: me

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yv17 · 2 years

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love class 101 - ahn seongmin (pt.1)

a/n: my first longer fic on this acc aaaahhhh i'm so stressed abt posting it you can't even imagine. as always, i'm sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language ^^ and also, this is part 1 of a mini mini series of some sort soooo idk i hope it's not as bad as i think it is T-T

words: 1.2k

warnings: a few swear words, nothing else besides that ??

genre: fluff, non-idol, high school!au

seongmin sat down at his assigned place, a small smile still resting on his lips as he took the books out of his bag. your eyes were immediately drawn to him; as they always did, every single time he was in your eyesight.

it was no secret that you had a crush on ahn seongmin, from the very first moment he entered your math class at the beginning of freshman year. and your best friend, taeyoung, realized it straight away. it wasn't hard at all, though; just one look at your face after any smallest conversation with him was enough.

you were completely lost in your thoughts, and that's exactly when he turned in your direction, a troubled look on his face.

"do you have a pen to spare, maybe?" he said, flashing you a small smile "i think i forgot to take my pencil case, and i definitely need notes from this class."

without a second thought, you quickly offered him the pen in your hand; a pastel pink one with a small cat figure on top of it smiling brightly in his direction.

"here you go" you said, handing him the pen. "you can give it back to me after classes are finished."

seongmin stopped himself from mumbling 'cute' under his breath, not knowing if he truly meant the pen or its owner. instead, he whispered out a quick thank you and turned back in his direction, in perfect timing as the teacher entered the classroom.

when the lesson already started, you quickly looked to the side to see taeyoung looking your way, a suspicious smile on his face as he wiggled his brows. obviously he just had to catch the small interaction between you and seongmin, and now he wasn't going to let you live it down.

you ignored your friend's actions, and tried to focus on what the teacher was saying. that is, of course, until you got a text from taeyoung.

stupid mf 3000: you do know that your face is all red

you look like someone splashed a tomato on your face

you: shut up

focus on the class

you saw him stick out his tongue in your direction, and you did the exact same, before turning your attention back to whatever was on the whiteboard in front of you.

the class went on pretty fast, if ignoring the obvious fact that you haven't understood half of the things your teacher was saying. still, you didn't worry about that too much; you could ask your friend to tutor you later after school, and now it was time for lunch break.

and you really didn't want to spend 20 minutes worrying about math.

you sat down next to taeyoung, who was already very invested in a conversation with his friend, hyeongjun, sitting across from him. you pinched him in the arm, getting his attention in an instant, along with an overdramatic 'ouch' leaving his lips.

"did you understand anything from today's class?" you asked, taking out lunch you've bought on your way to school. taeyoung looked at you, tilting his head to the side.

"if you're asking me to tutor you, no i won't" he said, deciding to mess with your hair "i already have plans tonight."

you looked at him, rolling your eyes.

"kim taeyoung, you never have plans. don't try to fool me."

"oh, but i do!" he said, putting his hands up in a defensive manner "hyeongjun can back me up on that one."

"he begged me to go watch the minions with him" hyeongjun explained, his words making you sigh. "so yeah. surprisingly, he's not lying."

"what do you mean surprisingly? did i ever lie to you?" taeypung asked, hand on his chest, pretending he's deeply offended by the the other boy's words. they started bickering about that, but you paid no attention to their pointless arguing.

taeyoung was stupid, that was for sure, but not when it came to math. of course, he didn't understood some stuff but still, he was surprisingly good. he was the only reason you haven't failed your math classes; and to hear he wasn't able to tutor you today was a huge problem for you.

"kim taeyoung, i can't believe you're putting my life at risk over some stupid minion movie" you said, stopping whatever taeyoung and hyeongjun were doing at this point. "who's gonna tutor me now?"

"i can do that."

your eyes turned to the direction of the familiar voice, and were greeted with the face of ahn seongmin, who suddenly seemed to appear at the table. he sat down next to hyeongjun, a small smile on his face as he looked at you, awaiting an answer.

you looked towards taeyoung, his eyes basically begging for you to say yes, and that's when you really realized what was happening.

ahn seongmin, the boy you've been crushing on since the beginning of high school, just suggested that he can tutor you.

and saying no was like throwing away a lottery ticket.

"i would love to." you said, trying to sound as calm and collected as you could. but truth be told, you were freaking out inside; and unbeknownst to you, seongmin was stressed out, too. but he still didn't exactly knew why was that. "if that's not a problem, of course."

"dude, are you sure you wanna do this?" taeyoung spoke up, receiving a deathly glare from you "she can't stop complaining when doing math, your ears are gonna fall off."

seongmin seemed to ignore taeyoung's comment, though, as he quickly took his phone out of the pocket of his beige sweater; which you learned was one of his favorites. or at least you thought so, looking at how many times you've seen him wear it. he gave his phone to you.

"you can write your number there" he instructed, and you did as he said. "i'm gonna text you later so we can agree on where we'll meet up."

you gave him his phone back, the smile on your face growing with each second. seongmin put it back where it was originally placed, and stood up from the table.

"i have p.e now, so i guess i'll see you later." he said, waving all three of you goodbye as he exited the cafeteria.

and in that exact moment you covered your mouth, scared you might let out a scream of excitement so loud that all the windows will break.

"y/n's going on a date!" taeyoung almost shouted, a big smile on his face "well, now you can't fuck it up, stupid. it's your big chance."

you only managed to nod as an answer, even though you would usually tell him that 'it's not a date, you dumb fuck, were just going to study'. leaving the cafeteria, you heard a ding from your phone, taking it out of your bag to see what the notification was.

unknown number: hi, it's seongmin! we can meet up at 6pm next to the lacrosse field

there's a new cafe not far from there, i heard they have amazing cakes ^^

you smiled to yourself, quickly writing an answer as you entered the classroom.

you: i guess we're set then ^-^

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BPP, Indigo is so majestic. I have no words. I all feels.

Joon did so so well. I want to give him the biggest hug.

Are you as emotional as well? I need like 7 business days to process Indigo.

What a privelege to listen to Joon's music.

Ask 2: Anonymous asked:

Hello bpp ! Can i request a album review for Indigo? I think it is getting very very good reviews even non armys love it !!! I love Wild flower, Closer and All day ! Namjoons lyrics hurt me but in a good way like releasing old feelings. Im very happy !

Ask 3: Anonymous asked:

BPP, did Indigo pass muster for you? 😊

Ask 4: Anonymous asked:

I'm the anon that asked about Indigo. Do you think BTS are overdoing it talking about their struggle with fame all the time? Like we get it it's hard but you guys are millionaires, You know what I mean BPP?

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Hi @rantingravingliving and anons!

The first time I listened to Indigo I hated it. The album met my expectations, but like I said for Jack in the Box, it's not that the album took time to grow on me, it's that at first it felt too much like an album he had to put out. But I was wrong, emotional and silly. Indigo is way better than that. Indigo is the most polished album any of the BTS members have put out so far, which isn't surprising given Joon likely had more time to work on it than Hobi had for his (though how Joon recreated Wild Flower in practically no time after losing it all in 2021 is amazing). The way Joon highlights his collaborators on all the tracks makes the songs feel like duets rather than features - we have two reasons to love each song: Joon and whoever is on the track because they all kill it.

For lyrics and references for all the songs, please consider checking out Doolset's notes linked here. I agree with her most of the time about BTS's lyrical references, so consider everything I'm writing in this post incremental to her notes.

My favourite parts of some songs:

Yun: Joon channels Biggie in this song which is so fitting for a song that has Ms. Badu on it. The soundscape on Yun is luscious. And the lyrics? People, stop what you're doing now and read the English translation here. His cadence is reminiscent of Asheru's on the Boondocks theme at a slower tempo. Joon's mastery of this sound is so good I almost blacked out listening to it the first time. Oh, and Erykah Badu is a goddess. This is Quincy Jones lounge music at its finest.

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Still Life: I'm a sucker for a prominent bass so the way the song starts is perfect. The beat change at 1:44 to 2:00 is so fucking sick. That "Oh shit" from Anderson at 2:05 was felt.

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Forg_tful: I love Joon's voice and singing on this song. His vocals, the scarce processing on his vocals, the whistling, Kim Sawol, it all fits so well.

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Closer: 90s/00s R&B and slow afrobeats perfection. That run at 1:42 is mental like are you crazy?

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Change Pt 2: All that static is the perfect break for the flow of the album. Like, even its placement is perfect. The schizophrenic breakdown at 0:47 makes up for the almost boring sequence before it. And the magic that is 1:01 to 1:50 is a masterclass in storytelling.

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Lonely: The fusion of mood pop and rock is kinda unexpected for Namjoon but now that we've heard him try it out, I think it's fair to say RM can absolutely pull off a mainstream cross-over.

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Wild Flower: My friend sent me this comment: "He says Flower work instead of fire work because he doesn't want to be up among the stars and burn and be gone. He wants to be on the ground like a field of flowers, a flower work and be grounded, flourish, and last. Namjoon be deep in the feels jesus christ." Lol. Joon is a bit superstitious and you hear it in Wild Flower. But this is my shit. Youjeen's piercing bright voice contrasts Joon's perfectly. At timestamp 3:13 to 4:10 she completely steals the show. Like this is very much her song as well and it shows Joon's awareness in arranging music. He knows exactly what he is doing. Because no matter what you might think of him, Youjeen is too good to ignore.

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I'd rate the whole album a 9/10. He didn't disappoint and this is why I'm seated. His style reminds me of Nas' songwriting, Common's too, and bit like Hov with almost no Ye.

About BTS/Namjoon talking about their fame or their struggle with it all the time, and it being old and overdone, I get what you mean. But like, what else do you expect them to talk about? They are seven men in their 20s from one of the most status-conscious countries in the world, from middle-class families at best, now some of the biggest stars in the world. BTS are Michael Jackson famous and I don't say that lightly. It's mad. Attention like that fucks everybody up. I doubt they're excessively doing drugs to cope and keep perspective, so they need an outlet. They will speak about their experiences and their desires and their fame will factor in at some point. The loss of that fame will also become a touch point in their music as they mature. Going to the military will completely reset their outlook and that too will be reflected in their songs. As they age, get married and have kids. As they lose relevancy for a sub-set of the current fandom. Expect to hear every member reference it at some point in their music. My two cents.

#kim namjoon #namjoon #indigo #bts rm #rm #bts

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disco-elysium-via-polls · 2 months

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Once we arrive in Roy's shop, our much greater Perception points us to this rack of clothing.

RACK OF SECOND-HAND UNIFORMS - Wow! A very large red T-shirt with an impressive print stands out from the other garb.

Oh yeah?

Not now. [Leave.]

RACK OF SECOND-HAND UNIFORMS - *Oh* yeah. The print depicts a muscled man striding toward you, a giant sword in each hand, encircled by burning embers. Behind him is a cluster of cabins engulfed in flames. Beneath him are the words: "HJELMDALL BURNING."

Sniff the T-shirt.

"That's a rad Man from Hjelmdall t-shirt you've got there."

"This shirt celebrates a false hero, a guardian of the masculine order."

"How much are you selling this T-shirt for?"

Let go of the T-shirt. [Leave.]

RACK OF SECOND-HAND UNIFORMS - Smells like worn cotton. And a little old sweat there?

PERCEPTION (SMELL) [Medium: Success] - Worn cotton with a side of flea market or trash bin.

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Sniffing is okay," says the shopkeep. "But please don't try anything on. Can't have you leaving your photon emissions in the fabric of things you're not going to buy."

INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - You're not imagining it. Photon emissions? What is he talking about?

2. "That's a rad Man from Hjelmdall t-shirt you've got there."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Hell yeah, man." The shopkeep sounds enthusiastic. "I don't usually carry printed tees, but this one was just such a pure exemplar."

"You must be a serious Man from Hjelmdall fan."

"We have a lot in common. I'm a big fan of the Man from Hjelmdall too."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "A fan... No, I wouldn't go that far. But I do think the Hjelmdallermann Saga is an integral part of our shared reality."

"Most people don't think that the Man from Hjemdall really existed, but they're *wrong*."

3. "What did you mean the Man from Hjelmdall was real?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "I mean -- even if the Man from Hjelmdall didn't exist before the adventure novels, the stories have made it so that he has. It's simple really."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Okay..." He sounds incredulous.

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "You sound sceptical. It's not that complicated. All that's required is a more robust understanding of cause and effect."

"Besides, I've been to Katla, though not quite as far north as the Hjelmdall, and watched the northern lights travel across the sky. Very unique energetic tides there."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - His theory isn't exactly *incoherent*, but its logic does suggest some *unusual* neural activity. Interesting...

INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - Very, *very* unique energies indeed. Geomagnetic ley lines, one might even say.

4. "This shirt celebrates a false hero, a guardian of the masculine order."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - He drums his fingers on the counter. "I doubt the real Man from Hjelmdall was as poor a role model as the one in the popular literature."

"But, yes, the books are very sexist. In a not-entirely-unenjoyable way."

5. "How much are you selling this T-shirt for?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Two reál."

KIM KITSURAGI - The lieutenant raises his eyebrows. "That's dirt cheap."

"Couldn't you just give it to me for free then?"

"Cool, I'll think about it."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - He frowns. "But... why?"

"Because I'm a broke cop without a cent to my name."

"The Man from Hjelmdall is a superstar, I'm a superstar -- it would be perfect!"

"Perhaps I could repay you in some other way?"

"I guess I can't really think of any good reason."

+1 Superstar cop

BIRD'S NEST ROY - He thinks about it. "I suppose that makes sense, yes. Please, go ahead and take it -- Welcome to Hjelmdall."

Item gained: T-Shirt "Man From Hjelmdall"

Huh.

+1 Physical Instrument: Inspiring musculature +1 Shivers: Sprawling saga -2 Authority: Too old for this shirt

The Man from Hjelmdall is standing in front of a burning village, dual-wielding his ever-present zweihänders. His muscles look ready to burst out of the two-dimensional print and into your three-dimensional life.

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Greetings on this fine night. What brings you here?"

"You do know that it's not really a 'fine night'? The weather is terrible."

"How come you're still open?"

"It's cool that you're still open. Big city vibes."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Is it?" He turns his head to the right and then to the left, as if looking for non-existent windows. "Spring is capricious, yes."

2. "It's cool that you're still open. Big city vibes."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "The pawnshop is always open."

We have a couple of new dialogue options.

"I'm looking for something that plays a tape. For police business."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Yeah, we still have those boomboxes on the shelves."

4. "Do you know anything about the traffic menace on the loose?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Traffic... I'm sorry, officer, but I don't drive."

"Wait, why don't you drive?"

"But didn't you hear it when the traffic menace drove over your roof?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "I just don't like it very much. Movement on the road never really gelled well with the movement of my thoughts."

"But didn't you hear it when the traffic menace drove over your roof?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Now that I think about it, I do remember hearing a thunderous noise the other night -- some kind of powerful electric vortex hitting the shop and then moving on..."

+5 XP

KIM KITSURAGI - "That sure narrows down our list of suspects."

"A vortex? Sounds fascinating."

"Does that mean you don't have any idea who the driver was?"

"I can understand how you would mistake Jacob Irw for a powerful electric vortex."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Jacob Irw? The great TipTop champion? Yes, yes..."

KIM KITSURAGI - His forehead creases. "Do you think it may have been... Jacob Irw who drove over your roof?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "It's a logical explanation. I felt within that thunderous crash a soul plunged into chaos."

3. [Electrochemistry - Challenging 12] Is Roy high -- and if yes, what is he on?

Our conversation about the shirt has given us a *lot* of new bonuses to this.

+2 Roy's prices are strange. +1 Roy doesn't really sleep. +2 Odd brain activity. +1 Composure noticed psychedelics. +1 Strange tie incident.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Challenging: Success] - Feeling warm and enthralled by the movement of light, while the mind continues to race forward? Lucky bastard -- he's probably on Pyrholidon. It's tough to come by on the street.

Pyrholidon? What is that?

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - A drug developed by the military to treat and prevent radiation sickness. It has psychedelic side-effects. *And* it makes your eyes turn yellow!

"Is it just me, or is it really warm in here?" (Look around.)

(Step closer.) "Sir, could you take off your sunglasses? I'd like to check your eyes."

(Get straight to the point.) "So, where does a man get Pyrholidon these days?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - He tilts his head. "I try to keep the shop at a comfortable temperature."

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - There's a note of indignation in his voice. Interesting.

ESPRIT DE CORPS [Medium: Success] - Those triangle patches on his vest... you have a feeling they *mean* something. Like they're similar to the halogen rectangle on your jacket.

(Point at his clothes.) "Say, what's with the triangles on your vest?"

"It's pretty obvious that you're under the influence, sir."

"No judgement -- just curious. I probably did loads of Pyrholidon before I lost my memory."

"Chill out, man -- I'm a chill out cop who just wants some of what you're having." (Wink.)

BIRD'S NEST ROY - He hesitates. "I was... I was with the Emergency Relief Brigade. You know, after the People's Pile disaster." He coughs, as if to mark his words.

"Had to take Pyrholidon for radiation sickness. That's what you were hinting at just now, wasn't it?"

PAIN THRESHOLD [Easy: Success] - He's taking it for mental and emotional, not physical pain these days.

"The People's Pile? What's that?"

"Tell me more about this Emergency Relief Brigade you were part of."

"It must have been tough -- radioactive clean-up."

"How did you end up running a pawnshop?"

"Thank you for telling me." (Conclude.)

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "A bad idea. Some poor leftists built a particle decay generator in hopes of bringing affordable electricity to under-served communities. It malfunctioned. Radioactive waste everywhere, probably some of it in *you*, too."

2. "Tell me more about this Emergency Relief Brigade you were part of."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - He points at the white triangle on his orange safety jacket. "We were an all-volunteer force, self-organized. Tried to help fire brigades contain the spill."

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Medium: Success] - On the patch -- gamma radiation lines crossed with a red drop of blood.

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "I lived by the river since I was a small boy. The Esperance... didn't have the heart to let it all go to shit without trying to *do* something, to help out."

"There wasn't much the volunteer force could do, however. We wasted years in the river mud. Years getting sick..." He looks at the spiralling light and stops.

3. "It must have been tough -- radioactive clean-up."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - He hesitates. "There's a reason why everyone's tried to forget any of it ever happened, and why no one has tried to repair or replace the Pile."

"So much disappointment -- and early deaths, cancer mostly. And we knew all that was coming even as we were *cleaning up* as best we could."

"Whose fault was it that the generator failed?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "No one's, everyone's..." He sighs and shakes his head.

EMPATHY [Trivial: Success] - So much bitterness.

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "A bunch of poor people built themselves a primitive nuclear reactor, hoping for the best. What do you think is going to happen?"

4. "How did you end up running a pawnshop?"

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "The clean-up happened fifteen years ago. I was young then. Later my second aunt died, left me this shack and the assorted junk in it."

"So I came to Martinaise. People told me don't go there, it's a *shit-hole*. I said: people, we just had a *nuclear pile meltdown*. I'm gonna get as far from Faubourg as I can. Still in the same city, but..." He shrugs.

5. "Thank you for telling me." (Conclude.)

BIRD'S NEST ROY - He shrugs. "I like theory more than story. Outward movement, not vortices."

+5 XP

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Yeah... you gotta get in on those vortices, my man.

We *could* now ask Roy for some Pyrholidon. It gives +1 Psyche and -1 Health, so it's not especially useful for us, thought.

9. "I have other business to take care of now." [Leave.]

THOUGHT COMPLETE: THE JAMROCK SHUFFLE

BONUSES: Find better loot in locked containers

SOLUTION: In a way, yes. You *are* treasure hunting. Most officers from Precinct 41 do what is called the Jamrock Shuffle -- cracking open containers. Most of them are from Jamrock or Coal City, the poorest parts of Revachol that also overlap with the network of royal catacombs called Le Royaume, just beneath the streets. As children you would all go underground, hoping to find treasure, and come back with a rat’s tail or a used needle. That playful curiosity must still be in you. Who knows. Maybe one day the Orbe de Montagne, the Holy Scepter, and the Cocaine Skull will all be yours!

SHELF OF BOOMBOXES - The boomboxes wait on the shelves. And your boombox -- that gold and amber Harmon Wowshi -- stares at you longingly with its tape reel eyes.

"Are you sure this is all in working order?"

"Can I just play a tape on one of the boomboxes real quick?"

[12.00] "I want to buy the boombox."

"Can I get a discount on the boombox? A *police* discount."

"That's all." [Leave.]

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "Sorry, man. I can't be giving out freebies. Never have, won't now."

Uh...

Anyway, we want to have this boombox in our possession. For karaoke.

4. "Can I get a discount on this boombox? A *police* discount."

BIRD'S NEST ROY - "A discount? I do have to keep the lights on, man. It's twelve reál."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - Remember -- he doesn't like music. He likes *sounds*. The *Doorgunner Megamix* is his type of tape! Certainly he'd give you a discount if he knew you'd play something so *experimental*.

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #bird's nest roy

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Second one for Ki. Him introducing Mason and Kinsley to his girlfriend!

She's not exactly his girlfriend in this drabble but he does really like her lol

"Why are you so nervous?" Kinsley laughed when she saw that Kiyoung's knee would not stop bouncing. The two of them, along with Mason, were sitting in the cafeteria of JWA, waiting for Kiyoung's latest girl to show up.

"Yeah, it's just another one of your girls," Mason added.

"That's the thing, you two," Kiyoung sighed. "She's not. I can tell."

"Really?" Kinsley asked.

"Really. I don't think I've ever felt this way about anyone in well, ever," he chuckled. "She's headstrong, determined, ambitious, smart, funny, and sexy as hell."

"Have you had sex with her yet?" Mason questioned.

"Nope, only kisses."

"Oh shit," Kinsley and Mason replied at the same time, realizing how serious Kiyoung was about her.

"I know," Kiyoung huffed. "So I really want you two to sniff her out for me and let me know what you think because I trust your opinions more than anything."

"Ok," Mason said and just then, Kiyoung hopped up out of his seat when he saw his girl walking towards them.

"Hi baby," he grinned, leaning forward and kissing her firmly. The woman clearly didn't have any qualms about PDA and kissed him back, which instantly seemed like a good sign to Kinsley and Mason. The woman was tall, thick, and had the most gorgeous hickory colored skin.

"Hey," the woman smiled after pulling away from Kiyoung's lips.

"Kins, Mase, this is Vanessa Childs," Kiyoung introduced them. "V, these are my closest friends Kinsley and Mason Kim."

"Nice to meet you both," Vanessa smiled, reaching out and shaking Kinsley's outstretched hand.

"Nice to meet you too," Kinsley replied.

"Hyung didn't tell us you were so beautiful," Mason smirked as he took ahold of Vanessa's hand and kissed it.

"Ignore Mase, he's a charmer," Kiyoung said as he pulled out the chair next to him for Vanessa, waiting until she had sat down before he did the same.

"So, Ki didn't tell us that you were American," Kinsley chuckled.

"Yeah, that's how we met," Vanessa replied. "I came to Seoul to work with an act and Ki was working with hem as well."

"Someone was trying to act like they weren't interested in me at first though," Kiyoung said.

"Because I know a hoe when I see one," Vanessa shot back, making Mason and Kins laugh.

"I like to refer to it as sexually free," Kiyoung huffed. "And you've gotten around too."

"Regardless, we started talking and he found out that I was based in New York."

"Which turned out to literally be perfect."

"And after he got on my nerves about it enough, I finally agreed to going on a date with him," Vanessa finished as she reached over and leaned against Kiyoung. "And the fucker has wormed his way into my life."

"Damn right," Kiyoung smiled.

"He has the tendency to do that," Mason chuckled. "So, are you back and forth between Seoul and New York then?"

"I'm still mostly in New York but I've found myself staying longer and longer here in Seoul every time I come back," Vanessa admitted.

"Make Ki come out to you next time," Kinsley spoke up. "I always tell him that he doesn't spend enough time in New York anymore."

"Oh trust me, I think I've found a reason to go back more often," Kiyoung smiled. As lunch went on, Vanessa proved to be just as amazing as Kiyoung said and by the time they were getting up to leave, Kinsley and Vanessa had exchanged numbers.

"So you have to come visit me at HYBE before you leave," Kinsley said as Mason helped her put her jacket on. "I'd love your opinion on this rock demo I have going."

"Of course. Oh, thank you baby," Vanessa smiled at Kiyoung as he helped her put on her jacket as well. "As long as you come visit New York and show me how you do ballads so effortlessly. I always feel like I'm trying too hard."

"Well, you have my number so you can just call or text me," Kinsley said as they walked away together.

"I don't think you have to ask Kins if she loves her or not," Mason chuckled, making Kiyoung do the same.

"I guess not," he agreed. "What about you though? What did you think?"

"I think you two could be amazing together, as long as you don't fuck this up," Mason joked.

"Oh, I'm gonna try not to," Kiyoung smiled softly.

#btsqualityy drabbles #choi kiyoung #drabble day 2

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j-a-nuary · 1 year

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Stray Kids Urban fantasy AU (feat. Ateez from time to time) | A “carrier service” exists, seemingly only to get people (usually women) home safe after the trains stop running.

Heavy on bad boys with hearts of… some kind of shiny metal, probably.

Warnings: Affectionate use of the word whore, drinking, flirting, the concept of "dibs" being applied to a person (y'know, with free will?)

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"You're a real piece of shit Han Jisung," Tempawan clapped a hand on the back of her newly rediscovered friend.

"Shim Tempawan," Jisung turned, quickly wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug, "you absolute whore."

He was pretending to be surprised, and doing a damn good job of it. He had, of course, smelled her as soon as she entered the bar. Ripe mangosteen and something like liquor. A smell he hadn't recognized two days ago, but now was bewildered that he had ever forgotten.

"Do you ever wonder what people must think of us?" She asked him as he rocked back and forth, his hug dragging her along for the ride.

"Never," he finally stopped and turned, leaving one arm around her shoulders, "let me introduce you to my friends."

Tempawan hadn't noticed the few men standing with Jisung.

"This is Kim Hongjoong…"

A man with his hair tied back nodded, polite but seemingly uninterested in making friends.

"He, uh, owns a couple businesses around here. Song Mingi…"

Six feet if he was an inch, a slightly deeper nod, and a friendly smile.

"... works for him, but don't hold that against him. Park Seonghwa…"

A calculating head tilt, a sweep of the eyes. No nod.

"Is a lawyer? I believe…"

Seonghwa simply nodded.

"Oh perfect!" Jisung lit up a little bit as a surprisingly familiar head of golden curls approached. "This i-"

"Boots?!" Tempawan couldn't hold back from interrupting.

Felix stopped suddenly, nearly toppling the couple of glasses on the tray he held.

"Boots?" Hongjoong was suddenly very interested in the conversation. A grin split his face as he swept his eyes over Felix. For what must have been the first time, he noticed the heel on his shoes.

"You motherfucker! Call me short one more time you fucking liar!"

An interesting combination of concern and amusement spread across Seonghwa's features. He knew that Hongjoong was, mostly, joking around. Still, he could get a little sensitive at times; about the strangest things too.

For his part, Felix looked panicked. He shot Tempawan a harried kind of smile, then tugged at Jisung’s jacket.

"Hey, Sung, a word?"

Jisung, seemingly oblivious to his friend's distress, just tilted his head.

"Sure, what's up?"

"I mean, uh, could we maybe…"

Tempawan took action to disperse as much tension as she could.

"Hey, I'm going to grab a drink. Don't wait up for me," she teased Jisung. Offering the others a quick nod, she headed for the bar.

=====

Felix immediately tugged Jisung aside. Jisung tried, and failed, to grab one of the glasses from the tray that Felix had finally set down on the table.

"What the fuck is she doing here?"

"I don't know," Jisung shrugged, lifting the glass to his lips.

"You didn't invite her?" Felix pressed.

"Fuck no," Jisung huffed, "why would I invite her when I know that Chan and Changbiiaaaah fuck…"

Felix felt no little satisfaction at the way Jisung’s face went pale.

Jisung wasn't stupid. He was even brilliant when he actually put the work in. He just had a tendency towards forgetfulness and getting distracted.

"Exactly. You've got to find a way to get her out of here," Felix explained, "now."

"Alright, alright," Jisung waved his hand dismissively, "just let me think for a second, fuck."

"I don't mean to interrupt," Seonghwa interrupted, "but your friend there - is she single?"

Jisung blinked, trying to process the new information being insinuated.

"What? Yeah, I think so," he shook his head before fixing Seonghwa with a piercing look, "why?"

Seonghwa nodded towards the bar.

As one, Felix and Jisung turned.

Tempawan was laughing, leaning forward, playing with the straw in her drink. All fine and normal things to do while flirting at a bar. No problems there.

However, she was laughing with, leaning towards, and now reaching up to fix the collar of none other than one Jeong Yunho.

=====

Glad to be clear of the oddity of running into a carrier in the wild, Tempawan hopped up onto a seat by the corner of the bar. She figured she'd be out of the way enough to not interfere with the bartender's business.

"What can I get you, my friend?"

She smiled at the bartender, briefly looking over the taps on display.

"The sour please."

"And did you want to start a tab?"

"Sure," she pulled her bag forward, setting it on the bar, "just le-"

"You can put it on mine," a voice said somewhere to the right of, and slightly above her.

She looked up, seeing a kind enough looking man nodding his assurance to the bartender.

“You don’t have to-”

He raised a hand, waving her words aside. Turning to give her a somewhat childish smile, Yunho couldn’t help but wonder why he was being so forward. It wasn’t really his style. But for whatever reason, he had decided to go for it.

“No pressure,” he assured her, “you can walk away right now if you like.”

The seeping chill, and rising heat, had become something like background noise to Tempawan over the last few days. Relying once again on that highly contextual anecdotal evidence, she knew that there was really only one thing that would make it go away.

Besides, this guy wasn’t half bad looking.

“I think I’ll give you a chance to persuade me to stay.”

=====

"He's going to get murdered," Felix muttered under his breath.

"Who's getting murdered?" Hongjoong had now joined the three of them. He followed their gaze towards the bar, and cocked his head slightly.

"She seems into it. Besides," Hongjoong shrugged, "you all know he's a nice enough guy."

"No," Jisung barely breathed the word, "you don't get it."

"What's to get?" Seonghwa asked.

"They might not be dating," Jisung started.

"But that's Changbin’s girl," Felix finished.

The group of them silently watched the two chat. Jisung hated hearing her be described as Changbin’s girl. He hated it more than watching the way Yunho pretended that making way for another patron was the reason he had to move closer to her. He hated it more than the way she smiled and seemed to blush at the new closeness.

He actually hated it less than watching Yunho bend down and speak more directly into her ear.

Jisung took a step forward, but Felix grabbed his wrist.

"We have to come up with a way to make Changbin late," Felix suggested. "Tell him to pick something up at the store or something."

"Like what?" Jisung asked. He kept his eyes on Tempawan, an entire orchard of mangosteen trees seeming to have suddenly ripened in Jisung’s nostrils as Tempawan’s tongue peeked out to wet her lips. As if that weren't bad enough, he felt himself start to shake slightly when Yunho put a hand on her arm.

Felix felt it too.

"Focus."

"Why is it a big deal?" Hongjoong asked, "You said they aren't dating, right? Changbin’s not a totally unreasonable guy."

"No offense, Joong," Felix tried his best to sound both appeasing and assured, "but he's changed since he stopped working for you."

"Changed is…" Jisung sighed, finally tearing his eyes off of Tempawan, "putting it lightly."

"I didn't know him before," Seonghwa added, "but he definitely doesn't scream stability to me."

Mingi, who up until now had been content to watch and listen, pushed his way past the other four men.

=====

Yunho spotted his friend approaching, and tried to give him a subtle head shake. He didn’t know if Mingi hadn’t noticed it or was just ignoring it, but he did not halt his steps.

Mingi had noticed the gesture, but based on what he had heard from Felix and Jisung, he figured that he was doing Yunho a favor by interrupting.

“I think I’m about to be pulled away,” Yunho said.

Resting her chin on her palm, Tempawan pursed her lips, affecting a pseudo-pout to match the flirtation in her voice as she spoke.

“If you don’t want to talk to me anymore, you don’t need to make an excuse,” she made a conscious effort to run a thumb over her bottom lip in a way that might seem subconscious as she glanced at Yunho’s lips.

“No pressure,” she added.

Yunho was in. He knew he was in. The fact that he knew he was in was evidence of just how in he was. Yunho knew he was typically oblivious to advances from women. Or men. His friends constantly made fun of him for missing out because he just thought everyone was being nice.

“It’s not an excuse,” his eyes were glued to Tempawan’s now slightly smeared lipstick, “are you going to be here a while?”

“Depends,” she had now clocked Mingi’s approach, working out that he was probably who Yunho was talking about, “one of my friends is here so I might stick around.”

“Yu-”

“Mingi, right?” Tempawan cut him off, flashing him the wide eyed smile that she had learned was one of her better weapons for disarming men.

“Yes,” Mingi nodded once before turning his attention to Yunho, “they’re going to be here soon.”

Yunho groaned, letting his head fall forward for a second before straightening up.

“Fine,” he gave Tempawan a soft smile, “we’re kind of having a business thing. I’d like to talk more afterwards. No pressure.”

Barely twenty minutes, and they already had an inside joke. Tempawan was actually impressed.

“I’ll be around,” she nodded.

“Actually,” Felix cut in, a tense smile plastered across his face, “you won’t. We need to talk.”

Tempawan practically jumped, having had zero awareness of Boots’ approach. She pressed a hand against her chest, trying to settle her heart rate.

“Why?”

Felix glanced between Little Turtle and the two men. Mingi, having been present for the discussion about Changbin, seemed to be accepting what was happening. Yunho looked, for lack of a better word, curious.

Felix shot them an ingratiating smile before trying to impress upon Little Turtle the severity of the situation.

“Remember the conversation we had? About names?”

Mingi, having mastered the art of reading the room, started directing Yunho back towards their table.

Tempawan could see Boots visibly relax as they got further away.

“Yeah,” she shot a playful pout over his shoulder at Yunho when he glanced back. Turning her attention back to Boots, she tilted her head, “it’s dangerous or whatever.”

=====

“What did I miss out on?” Yunho asked Mingi as he was ushered away.

“Long story short…” Mingi sighed, “Changbin apparently has dibs.”

Yunho looked back, heart skipping a beat when he saw the look she gave him.

“Does she know that?”

“No idea.”

=====

“Right,” his voice was sharp, pressing into Tempawan’s ear like thorns, “so when I say that you should leave…”

He left the rest unsaid, offering her the opportunity to come to the natural conclusion.

She licked her lips, thinking over everything she knew about the carriers, Boots, and the new people she had been introduced to.

“Does Jisung work with you?”

He closed his eyes in frustration, then cleared his throat.

“I literally can not have that conversation with you.”

“So he does,” she nodded slowly. From everything she remembered about Jisung, he wasn’t the type to get involved in anything dangerous. Not on purpose anyway. But a lot could happen in a few years.

Her eyes scanned the group, finding Jisung’s familiar form easily enough.

Something occurred to her then, and she met his eyes again.

“So you both work with Bin.”

Felix could feel the situation unraveling much faster than he would have liked. He sighed, rubbing a hand over his chin.

“Okay,” he huffed, “listen: if you leave right now, I swear that I will find a way to get you some answers. But you absolutely can not be here when the others arrive.”

“How come you’re telling me all of this instead of Jisung?”

Felix took a deep breath, trying to control his patience.

“Again,” he smiled a smile of flower fields under bright sunshine, “answers later. Leaving now.”

Tempawan blinked, temporarily disarmed by the delightfully pastoral man in front of her.

“Fine,” she sighed, “you know the club Sonar?”

Felix nodded.

“Somebody from here better show up there once you’re done here.”

“Fine,” Felix agreed easily enough, “great even. Now you need to go.”

Tempawan threw back the remaining sour in her glass and nodded.

“Oh, uh, Boots,” she smiled at him, “if you and Jisung are busy, you could always send Yunho.”

“Absolutely not,” he smiled at her, “we don’t need any murders tonight. Exit is that way,” he pointed towards a side door.

“Fine,” she rolled her eyes and headed out.

=====

“I’m sure your…” Chan paused, for the slightest of seconds, flashing a look in Seonghwa’s direction, “lawyer has some questions.”

They had been dancing around each other for the duration of the meeting. Quick glances, barely resisted narrowing of eyes, and excessive care when choosing words had quickly become the standard for the, admittedly minimal, conversation between the two.

"Actually," Seonghwa shrugged, swirling the remaining dregs of his vieux carré, "the less I know, the better." He lifted the glass, staring Chan down as he emptied it between his lips.

Felix and Jisung exchanged a look. There was no doubt that they'd be sharing theories about the tension between the two men later on. Most likely in the group chat that conveniently excluded both their boss and their doctor.

Hongjoong, either ignorant to or disregarding the atmosphere, laughed off Seonghwa's comment. He slapped a hand against the tense man's shoulder as he spoke.

"You're so dramatic, Hwa."

Turning his attention back towards the man he had just entered into a gentleman's agreement with, he affected a stage whisper.

"He's not my lawyer if I'm not paying him, right?"

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