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watchinglikeafangirl · 3 years

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Lovely Writer Episode 5

Since it was too late yesterday to write down my thoughts completely and I just ended up writing a small post, I'm going to write it all down right now.

And I have stuff to say, guys. So much happened yesterday in Lovely Writer. But the first question is: Is it "Aey", "Aoey" or "Aeoy" (I'm so confused)? Because they suddenly changed their way of calling him and there's an 'o' out of the blue. Why did they change his name after four episodes?

Nevermind. It was just something I asked myself the whole episode but I guess, no one really knows the answer.

Anyway, here are my first impressions and thoughts in general about Lovely Writer Episode 5:

Gene's negative flaw

Gene is the protagonist here but he is not the kind of protagonist you automatically like and especially not every part of him. He is cute and when he's with Nubsib, we only see that part of him because Nubsib finds him cute and adorable. Nubsib even calls him cute more than once. After episode 3, I said, they are pretending but I would change my statement into something like "they are just not showing every part of themselves" because pretending is something else. Preteneding is covering your true identity and it's different from not telling everything about you. I don't think Nubsib pretends. He just hides some stuff about himself when he's with Gene and vise versa. But at the set, we can see Gene is jealous. He is posessive over someone who isn't even his. It is not necessarily a red flag because he allows Nubsib to live his own life ("Go with him if you want to"). But he doesn't like the idea and the sight of Nubsib with someone else. He even leaves the set because of it. It's pretty clear he gets jealous and this jealousy gets adressed later on when he waits for Nubsib to come home but is too pissed to talk to him. Nubsib has to ask him and only then Gene admits it. Like I said, not necessarily a red flag or big problem because at least they talk about it and Nubsib reasures him but it can become a conflict later on. At least, when they are together.

promotion of BLs

Lovely Writer shows the behind the scenes of a typical low-budget BL and I believe it captures the BL industry quite well, although I'm not an expert. I can only judge from what I see on the outside. But with some shows, I've always had the feeling that things are not running smoothly and Lovely Writer just confirms that feeling. This show is very uncomfortable sometimes.

When I first started watching BLs last year, I was very overwhelmed and surprised by all these ships ot there. I was used to the marketing strategies of Marvel or Hollywood in general and European films. The asian way of marketing and promoting a show is different. It focuses more on the actors and their chemistry, not completely on the story in the show or movie. Or at least, I have the feeling it's different. Of course, different is not bad, just unusual.

I am still surprised of how much the promotion focuses on the actors, especially when it comes to BLs. People ship the actors because their lives and the roles they play get mixed up and fans see chemistry because they've seen the show. I feel like there is a blurry line between actor and character which leads to an immense personality cult. I know, it's because of the contracts and I believe they're the real problem because if you don't portray the actors as such and create a ship, their privacy and personal space gets invaded very quickly and in an inhuman way which easily leads to drama. Things will turn ugly at some point and that's not nice for the actors at all.

Lovely Writer criticizes this. Gene goes on Twittee an there is a hashtag full of weird fanservice and it leads to personal drama because he gets jealous. I don't think it's a rare problem. Because kissing someone as your work, because you are an actor, is fine, if you've talked about it honestly but fanservice is something different because it's happening in your real life and there is no line between your work and life. I think you know what I mean. So, Nubsib has to reasure Gene of his feelings and sees it as work but I get why Gene has a problem and I think it's sad that BL actors have to sacrifice their privacy so much because the industry builds this cult around them. This scene hurt me a bit, I have to say. And it will surely remain a problem between these two.

Also, invasive fans... Some fans tend to see you as a sort of object they can look at and touch all the time. Here, these two girls take pictures of Gene and he is aware of it but just doesn't know what to do to stop them without confronting them which is the only thing he can and should do. He thinks it will be over quickly but it won't. If you've once allowed your fans to do this, they won't stop, And we know, Gene slowly gets a fanbase. But he has to make sure they get that he is a human being and not an artifact in a museum. Luckily, Nubsib steps up saves him.

Criticism of NC scenes

This episode starts with the filming of the first kiss in Bad Engineer and I want to say something about it. This scene is very intense but just so uncomfortable and disgusting. What happens on screen is uncomfortable. What happens behind the screen is digusting. And Gene's reaction is really intense. I love Nubsib saying that it's nearly rape. I was like 'thank you'. Really guys, who thinks this is romantic? A first kiss when one of them is unable to move and fights the other one physically and verbally. It's not dominant in a sexy way. It's just creepy and taking advantage. There is no consent. And Nubsib being the king of consent thankfully says something but sadly he acts it out eventually because the director tells him to.

This kissing scene is the worst kissing scene I have ever seen. The setting isn't good and their kiss is weird. I know, it's supposed to be bad but their kiss looks so unpassionate lmao.

But the director is the worst part of it. His answer to Nubsib saying it feels like rape is the question "Don't you understand soap opera vibes?"

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Of course, it's supposed to be disgusting but that sentence hit me because I got scared how many directors like that are out there. And I also feel sorry for Gene. He wrote that novel and put effort into it. Even though the story is not very exciting or different, he put his writing skills and creativity in this project. And now they ruin that art and smash it on the ground. I myself draw and write, so I kind of relate to him and it hurts watching. Gene only wants to write but it gets turned into something unadmirable and fussy. Now it's more like a rapey fanfiction someone wrote while sitting alone in the dark and reminiced about their weirdest sex dream. Let me tell you, some fantasies should stay as such because this is passionless and disgusting.

Aey and Gene

(I'm gonna stick to writing his name as "Aey" because I'm confused which spelling is the right one.) I think Aey knows Gene likes Nubsib because he always talks to him about that matter. And maybe he likes his novel but still, Aey is very manipulative. He asks for Gene's help. He aks Nubsib out in front of Gene and says "Gene is busy anyways" when Nubsib is not sure. He then reminds Nubsib of their "date" when Gene is there again. Clearly, he wants to show off. Or he's just weird. But in this show, no one is just weird. It will get clearer when the story goes on.

Aey

Talking about Aey, I have to say, I cried last night. Even though I don't like him, I feel sympathy for him. His family is so broken which affects him a lot. I feel sorry for him because he pulled himself together and faced his family again just to storm out crying. It's a nightmare. All those accusations thrown at him, but also the ones he threw, hit deep. There is a big tension escalating and he has very much pain inside. He clearly has a trauma and I hope we'll get to know more about him because his ex was mentioned and something very bad must've happened. Yeah, Aey is a very troubled kid. He is lonely, sad and lost and reminds me of Fiat in TharnType because he too runs after a guy who only showed slight interest in him. The feeling of being unloved and unloveable leads him fantisizing about the one who seems to be perfect in his eyes. And it will all crash down for him.

But who is Mhok? Were they best friends? Were they lovers? Is that their first kiss? It doesn't feel like a first kiss to me but I could be wrong...

What Lovely Writer does right

This show's promotion is exactly like I wanted it to be. No personality cult. That's a very important point for me because they are humans too and I believe it's disgusting to shed flashligh on actors so much. They are not a big ship, I guess. At least, none that I've heard of. They do some Q&A videos or behind the scenes stuff but not openly toxic behavior and discussions about private matters. They don't pretend to be in love for the fanservice and are pretty much looking like they are just doing their job.

This show is definetlely different and I love that part very much about it. So, I will defineltely keep watching and keep my hopes up.

#lovely writer #nubisb #gene #gene x nubsib #i am so entertained by this show #but every week i just lie there staring onto the dark #and think about it all for a few minutes

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jeong-uwu · 4 years

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Strangers to Lovers ~ Na Jaemin

a/n: What even is a platonic friendship????? Also, sorry for the long wait:/ School has been kicking my ass lately</3

genre: fluff<3, maybe a teeny bit suggestive if you squint real hard, gender-neutral reader<3

warnings: none

Word count: 1,8k

“try using this formula instead, and remember to use the change in weight, not the remaining weight after the reaction”

you quietly sighed as you sat back in your chair, silently remidning yourself that you were getting paid for tutoring, and that you needed that money.

it wasn’t that you didn’t like the girl you were helping, areum, she just didn’t understand a lot of physics, and that kinda made it hard to help her with her homework. You silently watched as she ereased her answer and started working on the problem again.

As an astronomy major you were pretty good at physics, so when you got the opportunity to get payed for helping with high-school physics, you naturally took it. It wasn’t as if your broke ass could afford to do decline either though (and the fact that she had a cute older brother was a huge bonus).

The infamous Na Jaemin.

Although you had seen him on campus a couple of times, you didn’t know him that well. He was a musical-production major with a love for changing his haircolour, his current one being a lovely shade of pink. Whenever you’d spot him he’d always be sorrounded by friends, and more often than not the centre of attention.

You softly shook your head, bringing your attention back to the poor girl beside you struggling to get the right answer. Standing up, your eyes were drawn to the entrance of the livingroom as the sound of someone running down the stairs resonated through the house. It wasn’t long before a mop of pink hair came into view. Said boy gave you a blinding smile as he entered the livingroom, breathing somewhat heavily.

“hey, y/n! you’re looking amazing today”

You felt your heart speed up at the compliment, quickly looking away so he wouldn’t catch the blush that dusted your cheeks. To say that you didn’t have a tiny crush on the boy would definitely be a lie.

“thanks man, you don’t look too bad yourself!”

You cleared your voice, casually brushing the comment off, hoping to get his attention away from you before he’d notice your flustered state. You should have gotten used to the random compliments and borderline flirty remarks by now, but you still got flustered as ever whenever he’d adress you.

Of course, it was flattering, but you knew better than to think that there was any meaning behind his words. His reputation as a heartthrob preceded him, and you knew not to read to much into his actions.

turning your attention back to areum, you heard him huff before mumbling something about you just ignoring him. You snorted at his whining and he sent you a playful glare before moving to hover over you.

“what’cha studying?”

His hand settled on your shoulder, fingers drawing invisible circles on the fabric of your sewater, making you shudder.

“physics, now leave us alone, jaem, let your sister focus”

You shrugged him off, leaning over to check if she was using the formula correctly

“you guys are no fun at all,” you heard him mumble before walking off towards the livingroom.

You looked over at Areum, who rolled her eyes at her brother’s antics. It wasn’t unusual that Jaemin joined in on your lessons. Mostly to distract you or just generally annoy his sister. But in all honesty, you didn’t really mind at all. It was a lot more fun having him around to distract you when Areum was working.

Time flew by as you worked your way through some more questions, and you were pleased to see that she started to get a hang of it. Looking at the time you realised that you’d been studying for almost three hours.

“Hm, it’s getting pretty late. I think we should finish now!”

You stifled a yawn as you stood up, stretching your muscles that had become sore after sitting still for so long.

“great work today though, Areum! You’re really getting the hang of this!”

the younger girl beamed at your compliment as you started to pack up your stuff, quickly finishing the last question.

“I’ll be going now!”

As you made your way to the door you heard a faint grunt coming from the boy draped over the couch. You stifled a laugh as you slipped on your shoes before heading home.

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The rest of the week went by fairly quickly. The semester had just started, so you didn’t really have a lot of assignments yet, nor did your friends have much to do, thus you found yourself at the Na residence again.

You hadn’t really spoken that much to Mrs. Na, as she was usually working when you were over, but she always told you to feel like home and to make sure to eat something when you helping Areum out.

That’s how you found yourself in the kitchen. You had been studying for a while, so you figured that some snacks and a break would be good for the both of you. Even though she was really sweet, you could tell that areum was starting to get bored. Since mrs. Na had given you permission to take food if you were hungry, you were comfortable with looking around in the cabinets for for stuff to eat.

Your back straightened at the sound of someone entering the kitchen. It didn’t take long before you were back to focusing on cutting up the watermelon you’d found, but since the other person didn’t bother to say anyting.

You felt the presence move behind you before a hand found the hem of your t-shirt, lightly tugging at the material.

“hold on a moment, areum”

You gently pulled away from the grasp, once again focusing on the food you were preparing.

“I, uh, can I talk to you for a second?”

The voice that spoke up made you startle, as it was a lot darker than you expected, and did definetly NOT belong to Areum.

Turning around you were faced with jaemin. His hair was slightly tousled, proabably from him running his hands through it, and his usually playful demeanor had turned serious.

“sure jaem, what’s up?”

A soft blush creeped up his neck and his eyes found the floor, suddenly finding the stone-tiles more interesting than you. You looked at him expectedly, unsure of what he wanted to say to you. You had rarely seen Jaemin this flustered, so your interest was definitely piqued.

Instead of speaking up, his hand found yours, wordlessly dragging you out of the kitchen, ignoring your many protests. Your mind was a jumbled mess as he dragged you down the hallway, towards his room. You’d never seen him this serious before, and honestly, it kinda stressed you that he still hadn’t said anything to you.

As you entered his room, he made sure to close the door, effectively giving you some privacy away from his younger sister. Still holding your arm, he spun you around and stalked towards you, making you move backwards until your back was pressed up against his bedroom-wall. One of his arms found its way to the wall by your head, whilst the other rested my you hip, effectively keeping you in place.

As you stood there, avoiding his intense gaze, you couldn’t help but notice how close he was. His body pressed up against yours, noses almost touching.

“what are you doing?” Your voice was merely a whisper as you spoke up.

You felt his chest press into yours as he took a deep breath.

“I’ll get straight to the point then.” You felt his eyes scan over your face.

“what am I doing wrong?”

“huh?”

The question caught you off-guard, and he clearly noticed, exhaling roughly. His breath was still hot when it hit your neck, making you shiver.

“I’m really sorry jaem, but I’m not sure what you’re talking about..”

Your voice was soft as you spoke up, still not looking him in the eyes

“what can I do to make you like me back?”

It felt like all the air was punched out of you

“wh- what?”

his head dipped down so he could meet your eyes with his own.

“I really like you, y/n, and I’ve really tried to make you realize that. Like I’ve tried everything! It’s just so frustrating that you keep treating me like a friend... Why won’t you like me back?” His voice became smaller as he spoke, confidence rapidly sinking.

You raised your head, eyes finding his. All you could do was stare at his beautiful features, wondering if this was a dream. His eyes desperately searched your shocked face, trying to get a hint as to what you were thinking.

“you.. you like me?”

He softly nodded, making some of his hair fall in front of his eyes, blocking his view.

You took a deep breath, trying to gain control over your racing thoughts. Hesitantly you moved your hand up, brushing the stray hair away from his face. Jaemin closed his eyes, leaning into your hand and reveling in the feeling of your touch. His hands moved from the wall, settling on your hips as he let his head fall to rest on your shoulder. Every breath fanning your neck and making you shiver.

“I- I do... I like you a lot”

Your hands found their way to his hair, carefully carding through his pink locks. You felt him shiver, and a low hum resonated through your body.

“please say something?”

You sighed, resting your hands on his shoulders

“honestly, I like you a lot as well”

He perked up at your words, a smile slowly spreading across his features.

“really..? You like me back?”

You couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle at the sheer incredulousness in his voice.

“Yeah, jaem, I actually have for a while”

His smile turned cocky at your words.

“A while huh?”

“Oh shut up!”

You threw your head forward, actively burying it in his shoulder to avoid the embarrassment of facing him.

“No, nooo! y/n, love! Don’t hide, I’m sorry for making you flustered!”

Even though you couldn’t see his face, you could still hear the amusement in his voice, making you want to hide further away.

“No, you’re not,” you whined, puting.

“Yeah, you’re right, I’m not”

You felt him laugh before a pair of hands came up to cup your face, moving you back so you could see his face. The softness and adoration in his eyes as he looked at you almost made you want to cry.

“Would you give me the honour of taking you on a date?”

“Sure, jaem, I’d love that”

#jaemin #neowritingsnet #cznnet #nct dream #nct kpop #nct scenario #nct college au #nct au #NCT #neowritingsnetwork #nct fluff #kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop scenarios #nct jaemin #na jaemin #fluff #fanfic #nct fanfic

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popculturebuffet · 4 years

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Ducktales Reviews: The Trickening!

Halloween Havoc continues! Louie’s greed and lack of concern for his brother’s feelings or well thought out schedule leads them to a real life haunted house with vampire clowns, dummies, a scary well lady and a gelatinous cube. Because there’s’es always room for gelatinous cube. Meanwhile Della wants to use Launchpad’s dangerous misconceptions about halloween to traumatize children for funzies and Donald had a problem with that for some reason. Also Scrooge is kind of an asshole on Halloween it turns out. No one is suprised. Ghosts, goblins, and full review with spoilers under the cut.

Happy halloween month everybody! Halloween Havoc, aka my spate of halloween reviews continues as I roll into my first actual halloween episode review of the season! Yeah weird but so far we’ve covered demons getting exorcisims, little girls thinking they can raise the dead, and a horrifying plauge guided by the human incarnation of all that is evil, but not the actual holliday itself. Weird ain’t it? Well that changes with this so as always pitter patter.

It’s HALLOWEEN here in duckberg, and the mansion kids are planning Trick or Treating. Natural given Huey’s OCD, he has everything planned out a and naturally the kids all have unique and adorable costumes. Huey is gizmoduck, though with a GK instead of GD, a nice nod to “New Gizmokids on the BLock’ From the original series, an episode I haven’t seen but have heard of so theres that. It’s also because he likely wants to be Fenton’s kid sidekick which.. yeah please do that show. It’d be so fucking adorable. Plus Huey needs to be happy for once without having to go through a gauntlet of misery first. Let my boy be happy. +

Anyways Dewey’s is rather disapointing as it’s a “pirate on vacation” which while hilarious and very dewey, is kind of an anti-climax after months of speculation. Webby is some kind of ancient demon king as apparently in the duckverse the origins of halloween are based on appeasing various monsters, and this is so she can hide from them effectively. And Louie.. is Huey. Which means putting on Huey’s hat and a terribly insulting impression of him.

Meanwhile Donald and Della are an angel and a devil, with, which I didn’t realize until a tumblr post, Della’s costume being the one one of the boys wore in the classic disney trick or treat short. So that’s a nice nod. Donald wants to nicely give out candy while Della wants to terrify the children. Both end up disapointed as Scrooge instead boots everyone from the house and locks the mansion gates, as he doesn’t like giving out handouts which.. yeah that tracks.

As it turns out Scrooge also has his own plans.. which are gloriously ludicrous, sounding like something Glomgold would do: He’s going to go trick or treating himself, as when he was a boy, this was the one time of year a poor lad like him could get treats and he worked his tail off to do so and wants to prove he’s still got it. And as we see later SOMEHOW he still gets candy. It’s like if THIS was actually sucessful.

I would genuinely not be suprised if Scrooge too hadn’t tried to get an oil well from an elementary school this way. As for leaving candy out he leaves out an empty take one bowl which is as clever as it is douchey. So in other words Scrooge in a nutshell. So with handing out treats and scares at the house a non-option, Della and Donald go to see what Launchpad’s doing since Beakly.. is.. I have no fucking idea. NO I really don’t, she shows up for the ending, but before that? If they mentioned where she was I clearly missed it because she’s just.. missing for most of the episode and given every other member of the main cast is accounted for this episode, it’s VERY noticable. Give her more to do dangit!

So yeah we get our two plots, which i’ll cover seperately, then cover the ending where they dovetail together. Kay? Kay.

The Kid’s Plot centers around Huey and Louie.. specifically Louie wanting to go to a real life haunted house while Huey, as mentinoed has heavily established plans for their night. As for why Louie would go into danger, well as usual for when he does that theirs something in it for him: Rumor has it no kid has ever made it out with their candy.. thus leaving decades worth of candy just waiting to be nabbed and thus never having to trick or treat again. One big score for a payoff.. which didn’t make a lot of sense on first thought and my best guest is whatever preservative Gyro used for Oxy Chew, since it was still edible decades later, was probably spread to other candies since there’s no way in hell Scrooge would pass up a zillion dollar invention like that. Either way works. Huey is outvoted as Dewey naturally wants the excitment and Webby wants to see if her demon costume works on actual demons. However things quicklky go wrong as they ecoounter a dewey dummy and a killer dummy, as well as a monster clown and a gelatonous cube, which yes. I may not play DnD but I love these things.

The kids escape the house by accident while tryign to escape and Louie, still being a dick about things, finds out Huey DID know abotu the stash btu avoided it and Louie lays into Huey.. a bit much honestly, feeling he was agaisnt it purely because it wasn’t on schedule.. when you know, Louie could’ve asked to put it on schedule or actually given a damn about this, especially since Huey’s planned their trick or treats EVERY YEAR, so he’s had a full year to ask for this insane idea, or even the short time he’s known about it if shorter. Sure huey might of sputtered a bit, but Louie knows his other siblings, Webby and Dewey could convince him to loosen up and include the house. Louie’s just being kind fo a selfish dick here.. however i’ts not so overwhelming as to overpower the episode, as he has been before and while he should know better about risking his family’s lives after “Timephoon!” it is in character for him to protiize a big score like this over other people’s feelings and it’s not even the first time this season he’s done that. So fair enough.

But we soon get the second best reveal of the episode: As the kids are backed into a corner by monsters.. they grumble theres no candy and it turns out the monsters.. ARE REAL.. but their traditional monsters like frankenstein, dracula, and the bride of frankenstein, just dressed up like this to scare kids. As it turns out the WHOLE THING is an elaborate yearly scooby doo hoax to get kids candy, with the brilliant twist it’s done by actual monsters> As the vampire points out they can’t exactly shop during the day.. or he can’t at least, so this is how they get candy for the year.. at tribute if you will. Also the Gelationous Cube gets a nice hat as you see above. It’s a REALLY clever twist and I absolutely love it. I DID NOT see it coming and even with some spoiler screenshots I thankfully did not have it spoiled for me. REALLY good stuff.

As for why Huey’s been so obessed with his planning.. it’s actually really clever and really good character stuff: Huey simply got really into it because back when they were with donald this WAS their adventure for the year: the one time he let them cut loose and have fun, and he got a real kick out of it.. and Louie getting candy for life kind of destroys that. And that’s why Louie still works here.. because he instnatly realizes from this that was the problem and apologizes in his own way. It’s a nice bit of character from both: We’ve rarely had their pre-mansion lives factor in and it’s nice to see it for a change, and it’s nice to see Louie isn’t all dick, just like 20% dick. Unforutnately having no candy dosen’t appease the monsters who are pissed and descend on the kids.. until.. well for the until we have to back up a bit. So onto the adult plot we go! Della and Donald go to Launchpad whose dressed in a jason mask and ash williams/jason coveralls, weilding a power sander and having barricaded his place. After he scares some children, a bit too much, and Della and Donald are reallyd amn confused, he explains.. and we get the best reveal of the episode.. which given the above is saying something but it’s clear like the “blath” gag in “Astro BOYD” and the non-anthro ducks gag last week, this is one of those things Frank has been keeping under his hat all series. So as a boy Launchpad crashed his tryke into the mansion, ran into the monsters after reading off a candy wrapper.. and now assumes he unleashed a horde of monsters onto the world every halloween.. and tha’ts what he assumes the trick or treaters are. I just .. dont’ have a lto of words. This is pure comedy gold and easily the best gag of the episode and oen fo the best of the series. It’s clever, fresh, and really fits the character. Naturally Della wants to exploit this to terrify children ebcause she has underlying issues to adress while Donald tries to stop her. Thankfully before Della can get launchpad to scar children for life, Scrooge shows up and fights launchpad.. it’s part of why I also find scrooge’s dickery acceptable as launchpad beats the shit out of him.. it’s still an even fight, as not to suspend disbelief, but Scrooge still looses. I mean he gets out of being trapped in his candy bag easily because scrooge btu still, props to launchpad. So Launchpad decides to go face his fears and Donald and Della decide to stop him before he doesd a muder on a child. Which leads to an AMAZING climax as Launchpad scooby doo chases the scared monsters around as they have no idea what the fuck’s going on and hte monsters end up really enjoying his scar eof htem and bowing to the master. It’s a good way to end it. After Della explains what’s going on, Louie and Huey decide to explain halloween to Launchpad by taking him to the once house he hasn’t been: the Manor. Scrogoe has finally opened it up, with a line of kids no less, the monsters bond with some kids in line. As for why.. as Webby sadly figures out Scrooge is charging admission, thakns to dewey who thought an all night candy store was a good idea which.. yeah it is. So everyone gets a happye ending and the monsters hang a photo of hte night up in the mansion. A really sweet ending, pun uintended but eh it’s welcome.

Final Thoughts. Easily one fo the series best. While the characters are a bit exagerated in places, i.e. della, launchpad , scrooge and louie, it works for the plot well enough and the jokes well enough to make it okay. My only real complaint is a lack of even a cameo from Lena and Violet, as it feels weird to not even have htem in the ending, much less trick or treating with their friends. It just feels odd and could’ve used a throaway line. I get WHY not , as Lena even pre-blue would’ve destoryed the tension with the monsters, but it still feeels really weird to not have them. But it’s a minor quibble in an otherwise REALLY funny and creative episode and a fun halloween treat to revist every year from now on. Really good work. That does it for this week. For more halloween treats, follow this blog throughout october. So far i’ve done reviews of Demonicsim from Star Vs The Forces of Evil for Tomtober, Croaked, the Casagrandes day of the dead Special and the first of Marvel’s mini-series adapting Stephen’ King’s epic novel The Stand. And until next monday, or sooner if you decide to check any of that out, happy halloween!

#halloween #ducktales #the trickening #huey duck #louie duck #della duck #donald duck #dewey duck #webby vanderquack #scrooge mcduck #launchpad mcquack #monsters #super creeps #keeps me running running scared #october #reviews #animation

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ceedtriestoblog · 3 years

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An open letter to somebody i thought was the one 🙂

Hey. This is awkward. But, how are you? It's been a week or two.. Or almost three. I never heard from you and how you've been doing. I hope you're doing good. I hope you're happy.

I just wanna thank you. For everything. For making me happy. For those moments we shared when we weren't thinking about anybody or anything else, not even about us. We're just enjoying each other's presence and company. Those random talks about work, family, goals, about the past, about LIFE in general. I enjoyed those times we were enjoying our food and satisfying our cravings while making plans about what or where to eat soon. Those plans of hitting the beach and going on long drives. I enjoyed the way you try hard speaking our dialect. Your weird accent sounds cute, and funny. Yeah, you're funny. You made me laugh without you even noticing. Thinking of that makes me miss your voice. I miss the way you make plans for us, cause you wanna see me on the weekends, when you're done with work. I just wish you knew how I badly want to spend my weekends with you too. I miss the way you hold my hand, even when it's cold and wet from holding a venti cup of iced coffee we used to enjoy while you're driving me home. I miss the way you compliment me everytime I worry about my acne. I miss the way you call me beautiful especially when i am not feeling myself. I miss the way you tell me you miss me, even when you just dropped me home, and telling me afterwards that you really like me and you had a great time. I miss your effortless banats, and the way i have to contain the kilig i feel with those. Yeah, i admit you got me with those. And who cares if they were sincere or not? They were just banats after all. I miss the way you check on me, if i’m already home and safe, and if i’m having a good day. I miss the way you tease me, those half meant jokes about me and the little things about me like how i make time posting my stories late at night. And i miss teasing you too. You, not wanting to eat rice but seem to enjoy having it in your meal. . I miss those fun times with you. I miss the feeling of missing you while looking forward to our next date. Now it’s just missing you and nothing to look forward to anymore. I miss your daily updates when you're off to work, when you grab lunch, to all those nights you stay late for netflix or work stuff.I miss your 'good morning' and 'good night' chats with our silly endearment on it. And now i can't help but remember the way you actually said it when you were getting my attention.

I know it was just 4 dates and, just 3 months. And I don’t know if they're significant to you like they are to me. I'm not even sure if all those you showed me were true and sincere. Or which parts weren’t true and just for the sake of 'plain landian'. Those were just short moments that honestly keep playing in my head a dozen times a day until now. How could I easily forget those, for they made me feel happy and special after 3 years of just being with myself, romantically. I’m sorry not for you, not for us, but for myself. I’m sorry for messing things up, for overthinking when there's no need to do so. For guarding my heart too much that it chose to disregard its feelings and prioritize my pride. I know I should not be blaming myself but there were just times i can’t help but do so. When I already convinced myself to take a risk and let my guard down, it was already too late. I tried initiating hoping we could give it a try, but it seemed you already made up your mind. I don't really know your reasons, if you have someone already or you're not ready for anything serious, or you just realized you couldn't work things out with me or maybe you weren't really serious from the start. But whatever your reason is, I hope it's the right thing for you. I hope you won't have any regrets. I guess i'll just accept things the way it is, now. Accept that you're just another lesson. That you aren't meant to stay. Accept that you're not meant for me. I should hate you for leading me on and though i tried not to, I indeniably expected for you to take things seriously and mean those things you said. But it's my fault i guarded my heart the wrong way that i fell hard, not because of reality but more on possibilties and potential. Maybe that's how I got my heart broken. Now, I always pray for my heart and healing and it is gradually making me realize that it's not my fault that some things are out of my control. Situations change. Feelings change. People change. Sincerity can't be forced. And it's becoming rare in the world of dating nowadays.

I admit I am sad that we drifted apart. It sucks to think someone out there is already getting the attention and affection you used to give me . Do you call her the way we adressed each other too? Do you remind her always that she's worth your efforts too? It sucks to think you found someone you think is better for you. It sucks that you didn't like me enough for you to be serious with what we had.It sucks that i'm just somebody you used to know now. Just one of your dating app matches that didn't work out. It really sucks. I guess i just have to be patient with pain. I dont have plans of running away from it. It has this demand to be felt everyday, everytime you come across my mind. And it really sucks.

I am not blaming you for this. I know I could have done better. I could have enjoyed the way things were supposed to be and not rush things specifically what I had to act and feel about you, about us. Maybe I liked you too much that i forgot that I could have guarded my heart more. I could have refrained from daydreaming and playing stupid scenarios in my head. I could have waited for magic to work on its own. If ever we had any. 😅 But it's too late. Maybe if I did those while you still liked me, I didn't end up hurting myself. I rushed everything. Rushed in the sense that I overthought things. I advanced the pain, the hurt, the anxiety. Now I'm realizing things. You’re really one of the lessons. Thank you for this. What happened to us taught me to wait, even for things that are expected to happen, still, we have to be patient. To trust, and to earn that trust too. To stay calm, for things meant for you will always find their way to you. 🙂 To entrust everything to God, including your feelings, your desires, your thoughts. To trust in His will and ask for it in your life.

I hope I didn't hurt you in any way somehow. I hope I made you happy even for just a little time. And I hope when that slightest chance of us crossing our paths comes, we'll be able to look at each other and smile. It's not that hard to admit we used to know each other anyway. 🙂

Stay happy. ❤️

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positivelypetty · 5 years

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A REALLY long rant on the Joint Training Arc.

Okay, so since the Joint Training Arc is basically done, I thought I would share my various opinions and adress certain issues that A LOT of people had with this arc.

But, before we get into the actual rant, I think I should distinguish the difference between an opinion, criticism and just plain antagonism.

Here is an example of just misinformed toxicity:

This is just being TOXIC!!! You can’t shelter these horrible comments by saying “it’s just an opinion.” Please don’t act like after 4 years of really enthralling writing, he’s now the worst writer ever. Instead, explain why you don’t think this was the best story choice, instead of being clearly misinformed. It’s nothing absolutely terrible, but just a simple example on how people can be so demanding and completely inconsiderate to the creator.

“Forbidding” Horikoshi from writing is actually ridiculous. He WROTE AND CREATED your “precious sons” that you love so much. So, if you claim that the manga is now utter trash because it doesn’t personally cater to you, please abandon or take a long break from the manga/anime to maybe clear your head. Thank you.

We don’t need any more toxicity in this fandom than we already do.

Now with that said, let’s talk about the arc! (Also keep in mind that these ideas spurred from Reddit so, I decided to expand on it)

1-B vs 1-A situation:

I've been reading a ton of comments too, the good, and the bad and it's fine, everyone has their opinions and that's cool, but for me, it didn't seem it was about who won or lost, it was more about how each class was taught. And this boils down to both Vlad and Aizawa.

Vlad has obviously been pushing his students and their quirks to the max in regards to working in teams. This shines through in all of the fights they all work together very well and know the strengths and weaknesses of each other as well as their enemies. They go into a battle with a plan and are ready to execute the plan flawlessly.

Whereas Aizawa I believe has pushed for more individualist thinking style, and I think this comes from his basis of fighting villains. No one will come to save you, you have to be able to handle yourself whether escaping or defeating. He doesn't coddle his students, and he does push them to the brink as well. What's interesting is Class A has had more hands-on experience. With Aizawa’s teaching style I think they sometimes have a harder time working with one another and they can fall apart with their teamwork. HOWEVER their real-life experience has taught them that the best-laid out plans can not go as plan, and they are able to utilize their 'individual' thinking to fight regardless of a plan falling through.

I found it really interesting and I think there's value in both ways of thinking for Vlad and Aizawa. For Class B, they will have to learn how to abandon a plan that's not working and strategize on the fly, and Class A will have to hone their teamwork for long-running battles.

And let's be honest, these are just kids, pushing their bodies and minds to the limit, I don't find Class B to be 'trash' just because they lost, they still fought hard and worked better together in the long run then Class A. Class B didn't have any dead weight with their battles, everyone was utilized and contributed to all their fights. People are so set on who “won” or who “lost” the battle, that people overlook everyone’s overall individual quirks and techniques. I personally believe that many of the 1-B students were amazing and are forces to be reckoned with. It’s just that 1-A knows how to handle themselves when things don’t to go to plan rather than 1-B (as mentioned before) which gave 1-A the upper-hand in most of the battles, but I can definitely name a few fights where Class A's members were carried by their team.

Now to address the Shinsou thing:

To everyone who was PRESSED that Shinsou didn’t win....

What do you expect from Shinsou? I feel like people were overestimating him. Even with those cloth bindings and his quirk. All you need to do is shut your mouth, grab his cloth bindings (at best he has a few months training) keep focusing on him,restrain him, and boom you're done.(I obviously know it’s not that simple, but basically) I love Shinsou, I really do, but he’s basically Aizawa (I love Aizawa too don’t get me wrong). Aizawa mentioned that it took FIVE YEARS for him to truly master his quirk, and even though since this is the younger generation, so he’ll probably get the hang of it sooner, how long as he really been “training” his quirk under Aizawa? Definitely not long enough for him to go 1v1 with someone who is a close combat fighter. (It really isn’t that shocking that Deku won, he could probably win without Black Whip). Don't get me wrong Shinsou has improved MONUMENTALLY but not to the extent of 1-A who has direct experience in fighting villains. I just think people are mainly mad that 1-B lost is as because they think Shinsou won’t get into the Hero Course. Like chill. One of the main reasons 1-A won in the first match was because of Shinsou, so I think that proves that he is MORE than capable to get in to the Hero Course.

The whole OP Deku thing:

First off, I honestly don't expect him to ever match All Might at his prime in terms of consistent pure raw strength. Deku isn't a giant man of pure muscle, so I don't think he'd be able to go 100 and maintain it like All Might could. Deku is more of a person of different techniques and strategy, rather than brute force. Like, I don't know if Deku is going to be throwing punches that can blow away a city block.

That being said, each generation is getting stronger. Like, Endeavor will be surpassed by Todoroki by the time he graduates (if it even takes that long). Iida is already faster than Gran Torino. In the very beginning of the manga, they mentioned Deku will be the strongest holder of OFA, since it gets stronger each generation. Deku will have formidable rivals if the other strong students also reach their full potential. Hell, those rowdy kids we saw at the makeup exam already had really strong quirks at their young age. Generational power creep means that everybody around Deku will get way stronger than the current pros.

I understand the sentiment that Deku doesn't need more quirks, but Deku's quirk development was already approaching a plateau in terms of being able to fully control what power he could handle. He'd just work on his technique and slowly get stronger and stronger. Sure, he's gonna eventually be able to punch/kick hard enough to shoot himself around in the air, but we've already seen that stuff (plus Bakugo does that too). I know Horikoshi is creative and will develop some cool moves for Deku, but Deku's struggle to control OfA was mostly over. All he had to do wast master OFA steadily and he’ll be good. More quirks means that he may unlock more quirks when he's able to use more %. So instead of reaching 30% and just being X amount stronger physically, he may unlock a new tool to try and master/incorporate into his combat toolkit.

If this is a negative turn for the story, we won't even be able to tell until many, many more chapters are released. We may look back and decide that this was a bad move, but we shouldn't assume that's the case when it was literally introduced TWO WHOLE CHAPTERS AGO. (even though I don’t think it was a bad move AT ALL)

What I hope to see in future Arcs:

I think what fans would really enjoy and we could all use some real Deku character development. Deku’s my favorite character, but I feel like people can’t connect to him as much as someone like Todoroki, because his lack of emotional development. He’s indeed way more confident then he was in the beginning, I still feel like he has low self esteem. Someone needs to tell him that he’s worthy of this mega powerful quirk. ( he needs it 😭)We know so much about him, but rarely see him living his day to day life outside of training, costume updates and the occasional villain attack. Last time we got anything close to development in was only told through Aoyama's development.

These next few chapters will definitely give us something, but only as it relates to One for All. I'd honestly like to know Deku's thoughts about his situation, he seems determined that's for sure. Does he feel stressed, uninformed, unprepared, scared...resentful? We can infer a bunch, I'd just like to see him talk to All Might, Bakugo or his mom about it.

In Conclusion:

Honestly, to me,It never seemed to matter who won or lost any of these matches people were gonna complain regardless. When Class A wins they call it predictable and when class B won they say call it BS or plot amor. Even when it’s a draw people got upset saying Todoroki was disappointing. Some people wanted the matches to be fleshed out over a couple of chapters rather than rushed, then a few weeks later complained that it was taking to long. Bakugo wins his match quickly and those same people lose their minds about how they wanted the match to be longer. People complained about Horikoshi not letting the girls shine in battle after the second match, but conveniently forgets Tsuyu was the MVP of the first match and Kendo and Mushroom girl made 1-B win the second match. (AND WE’RE NOT GONNA FORGET HOW URARAKA AND MINA DOMINATED THE MATCH)Then you have the people who say all of 1-B is worthless and then Juzo and Tetsutetsu prove otherwise. Now we have people think Deku is OP but in this new chapter it seems that he much has a limit to using these other abilities but I’m sure that won’t stop the myriad of complaints. Every week the same people come to see the spoilers and complain based off of a fragmented non-contextualized summary of the chapter and wonder why they enjoy the chapter itself less. Maybe going into a chapter with a negative outlook will do that. The part that irks me is that virtually everyone whose binge-read this arc seems to enjoy it only seems to be us week to week readers with a issue. Either way I hope the discussion going into the next arc are far more level-headed constructive than they have been.

I think this will be one of the arcs that played out better once it was animated. Individual panels maybe favored over the anime, but overall pacing will surely favor the anime. Waiting week in and week out, over analyzing every short chapter has really done no favors for fans and Horikoshi.

#mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #deku #midoriya izuku #bnha #mha 213 #mha 214 #mha 215 #mha 200-215 #mha 216 #thanks for coming to my ted talk #yall are so annoying #i stg #rant #anime #manga #manga spoliers #bnha spoilers

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peachy-hoshi-blog · 6 years

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EXO apologizing about a fight with their s/o

Genre: fluff, angst

Warnings: mentions of breaking up

A/n: I feel like different kinds of fights need different reactions so for the sake of this post I decided to actually use the same situation for every member, only changing their ways of apologizing ^^

You rarely got into fights, especially with your boyfriend. The time you got to spend with each other was limited, so wasting it on arguments would be stupid.

Today was different, though. He came home late from practice and didn’t even bother greeting you, simply asking why you hadn’t prepared dinner yet, which led to a huge argument in which the two of you threw hurtful words around like knives.

Xiumin

He knew you hadn’t meant any of the hurtful things, neither of you had, but he just simply couldn’t stop thinking about them. Was he really lacking? Was he abandoning you for practise? Somehow he knew it was right, being an idol took up so much of his time that he couldn’t even dare to think about his own life but he couldn’t give it up, it was his passion after all. He wasn’t good enough for you, his busy schedule didn’t allow him to love you as much as he should, as much as he wanted to. So he ended up talking to you, apologizing for the rude words he had said, instead of greeting you like a good boyfriend; he apologized for all the insulting things he had said during your argument and all the days and evenings you had to spend all alone. Still, he said that he couldn’t and wouldn’t give up his dreams which he had worked so hard for, tears in his eyes. He wanted you to decide, dating him included dealing with a busy schedule, you knew that, so if you wanted someone to be around 24/7 you would have to find another guy to date, as much as it would break his heart.

Suho

Being the leader of a successful group, Junmyeon would want to solve the problem right away. He wasn’t mad, just simply upset that you hadn’t adressed the problems earlier. Before sitting you down, trying to solve things, he’d offer you a sincere apology for his rude behaviour, saying that the stress had gotten the worse of him. The biggest problem for him was the missed communication about worries and problems concerning your relationship. He really can’t do anything about a problem he doesn’t know of, so he’d simply ask you to talk to him if you were worried and offered to take you to practise with him more often and taking at least a day per week off so he could spend more time with you. After these sincere words he would start apologizing for all the things he had said while getting worked up during your fight, again. He knew it wasn’t right to let anger get to his head, the timing had just been very off this once.

Lay

Yixing had spent so much time in China, he was just used to living on his own, which was why he got a little annoyed when he spent a lot of time around other people. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy your company, he just had to get used to sharing a home with someone again. The hurtful things which had come out of his mouth had been wrong, he was aware of it and you were, too, but he still apologized to you, explaining the situation. You were hurt, things hadn’t been like this before his promotions in China, they had changed him. Of course you still loved him, you just had to get used to each other again, taking baby steps towards the couple you once used to be and you were well aware of the fact that rude words would slip from both your mouths in the near future. Yixing didn’t want to leave you but he thought it would be best for both of you if you thought about what you wanted as a couple, before officially reuniting.

Baekhyun

Baekhyun wouldn’t be a huge talker, instead he’d leave your home after the argument, trying to clear his head by getting some fresh air. He knew he was being inconsiderate and stupid and he wanted more than anything to make it up to you, guilt flooding his mind. He decided to get your favourite flowers and some Chinese takeout, knowing that you’d be hungry because you never ate dinner without him, so when he showed up at your home again you’d probably be really worried about him just leaving. Baekhyun would apologize about a hundred times, promising to spend more time with you and stop slacking off.

Chen

Jongdae would take the argument very seriously, he just didn’t know what had gotten into him, his usually bright behaviour completely consumed by annoyance. He felt terrible for putting you through so much pain, being alone most of the time, waiting for your boyfriend to come home, probably wasn’t the nicest way to live. The solution was pretty easy: you should break up, but that’s not what he wanted and he was sure that it wasn’t what you wanted either. He’d end up sitting next to you on the sofa, apologizing for being rude before offering the solution to you, eyes filled with tears. It wasn’t easy for him but it felt like he just couldn’t give you what you deserved, even if he promised to spend more time with you (which he did).

Chanyeol

Chanyeol would be so lost, it wasn’t like him to be rude towards you. Maybe he should have spent more time with you, appreciated your efforts a little more, it really wouldn’t have been that hard, he just couldn’t stop practising, always wanting to get better and better. He’d take ages to find the right way to apologize but once he had finished writing the letter, he was quite content with himself. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to talk to you, he was just so afraid of it leading to another argument and even more heartbreak. The letter was his way of dealing with all the emotions bottled up inside his mind, his way of telling you how much he appreciated all your little actions, offering the most heartfelt apology.

D.O.

Kyungsoo would be really upset with himself, but it wouldn’t show. He’d simply sit at the dinner table with a blank expression, eating his selfmade food. On the inside he’d be a mess, not sure of where it had gone wrong. He wasn’t even sure about why he had come home being angry. He’d tell you this, a sad look in his eyes. He just didn’t know, and it annoyed him so much; he never wanted to be rude to you and it was really upsetting that he had failed at it. Perhaps he had just had a bad day but he still felt sorry for being so inconsiderate, especially towards the girlfriend who offered him so much love and support. The only thing he could offer to make up for being stupid was dinner and cuddles (but really; who could resist that?).

Kai

Jongin would be mad. Mad at himself, mad at you, mad at the whole world. Sure, it was stupid of him to greet you with such silly words but it also wasn’t very nice of you to start being mad at him, especially after him having such a hard day at the company. Between these phases of being mad, he’d think about ways to apologize, knowing that he was the one responsible for the argument. He would have such a hard time finding something, it was upsetting. In the end he’d just talk to you about it, even if he’d have a hard time expressing his feelings. His face would be buried in your shoulder, tears streaming down his face thanks to all the stress that had been weighing him down all day. Of course he would apologize but in that moment it just felt right to let his emotions out so the two of you could solve your problems a little better next time.

Sehun

Sehun wouldn’t really know how to handle the situation. Arguments were such a weird thing to him, he never remembers how they even started. Honestly, he knew that he had done wrong, so, because he is a very considerate human being, he would talk it out with you, starting with the moment he entered. It wasn’t supposed to come across as rude, the question being more of a joke, but his exhaustion must have covered the joking hint in his voice. His apology wasn’t long, but it was very sincere and honest. After making sure that everything was alright again, he would take you out to get some dinner and offer to take you out more often during times where he wasn’t promoting.

#exo #exo reactions #exo angst #exo fluff #xiumin #suho #lay #baekhyun #chen #chanyeol #d.o.#kai #sehun #minseok #junmyeon #yixing #jongdae #kyungsoo #jongin

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carmineclock · 5 years

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Play Me A Hurtin Tune

Trace 03/04/2019

Your name is Trace and sometime after the worst of the blizzard, on yet another cold day, you have the pleasure of being stuck working outdoors. Fortunately, your three layers of coat and scarves make it easy to hide the worst of your green skin. With just a little bit of makeup, you look normal enough to be able to traverse Crew territory without catching much attention. A risky job regardless, but you don't deserve anything else after your royal fuckup.

But you don't want to complain too loudly, because at least you're allowed to work in the field and don't have to rot in a cell. And this way, no one else has to risk their neck for this, because you're still the best for this kinda job.

It's still a tedious task. Trying to track down local joints and shady dealerships without contacts and without standing out too much, and from there try to pin down their supply lines, since you want to hit them where it hurts.

It's not the first day you're snooping around and you're finally starting to pick up some leads. One is especially promising - a nearby shop owner. Not the front for a speakeasy or arms dealer or anything himself, but he's supposed to get you into wherever you need. With any luck, he's the only contact you need to get this job done and over with and finally head home, so with hasty steps you head to the adress you were given.

NPC/Karako 03/04/2019

You are Karako Pierot. You're on the job today now that the blizzard isn't going to straight up murder you so you aren't wearing your paints. Too easy to pick out your blood color with it, though you dislike being without. The greater generic-ness to your appearance is good just in case. You're doing a pick up at one of the little stores, one you've not been to before yet.

To they eyes of most folks, you are some troll kid either doing errands or something. Your stunted growth and baby face serve you well in this job.

Seeing someone else making their way to the shop in the distance, you take a small turn to another place across the street from your destination in order to wait for him to go. Letting people see the exchange is a big ol' no no. Better to wait and be careful. You pretend to shop around while keeping an eye out on the other store front to see this random brother leave. You don't figure it'll be long.

March 5, 2019

Trace 03/05/2019

You slip into the store, finally free of the merciless cold. You shake yourself a little, then loosen your scarves and coat a little, trying to relax and act all casual, then have a look around the little hardware store. Not very busy, especially during this time of the day and this kind of weather.

"God damn cold", you curse more to yourself than the store owner. "Busted some pipes" you quickly improvise. Good enough reason to be here. Over to the pipes and appropriate tools you go. "Always the same shit every year. Not been this bad in a while tho, has it?" This is more directed at the store owner now as you draw closer.

NPC/Karako 03/05/2019

You are currently the owner of this little hardware store. You are a Dersite without a glamour and you glance over to the customer who's entered. Casually you nod to his question, "Yeah, pretty nasty winter this year. I except spring will do it's best to make us miss the cold anyway."

Meanwhile the smol clown is still watching the shop door from across the street.

March 6, 2019

Trace 03/06/2019

Still oblivious to the potential onlooker, you pick up some pipes and look them over, pretending to measure and compare them for size. You need a fitting one after all.

You crack a short laugh. "Yeah, probably. But 'least you can still walk outside. Not with a storm like that though." With a few pieces of tools and metal picked out that look like they could vaguely go together, you head up towards the counter.

"Hey, uh. Friend of mine told me you know where to some more special hardware.. Y'know?" A clumsy approach, but it would hopefully sell the awkward neighbour act. "Uh, just in case. Had some shady figures sneaking around lately."

NPC/Karako 03/06/2019

You, the owner of the shop, raise an eyebrow. If this guy was looking for a piece off the record he probably had something in mind for it. You start to ring up the pipes as you say, "Oh? Who's the friend? Some folks get confused." Plausible deniability was important but if this guy had a good name then you'll supply him per orders from the top.

March 8, 2019

Trace Last Friday at 9:44 AM

More improvising, here we go. You got more than enough practice with that, but it's always a gamble if you can sell the story properly.

"Neighbour of mine. A-something. Acqui--? Uh, sorry. Can never remember those old Derse style names. AK. If that's even his right name." You lean in a little. Can't have anyone snooping on you admitting crimes after all. "Been playing poker with him over a few drinks. Y'know. We got talking about this and that and he showed me his iron. Told me to ask around here. You know something, right?"

NPC/Karako Last Friday at 2:17 PM

Not the right name but someone must be blabbing for this guy to be here. You could keep playing dumb or you could possibly draw him further in and catch him for the bosses. After all, if someone is talkin' to the wrong people they'd better do something about it, right?

You've got your gun on you so this shouldn't be hard. "Right... I might know somethin depending on what you have in mind," you say casually.

The small clown across the street is starting to get a lil bit restless. shouldn't the guy be done in there by now? What's going on? Should he go get a closer look?

Trace Last Friday at 7:28 PM

You watch him closely, on the lookout for any reaction that would tip you off if he's buying it or having his doubts. Always need to be prepared for the worst, though you'd really like to avoid having to get rid of someone in the midst of Crew territory. "Uh, y'know. Something small and simple that gets the job done. Not an expert with these things."

NPC/Karako Last Friday at 7:50 PM

You arch an eyebrow but nod slightly. "I might have something," you say. Perhaps if you can get him in the back you can subdue him and hand him over to the bosses for questioning. You push yourself off the counter as you speak, "If you're interested in lookin' I can show you." You take the few steps that separate the counter and door to the back and hold it open for him.

You, Karako, are getting all kinds of itchy anxious about how long that guy's been in there. You've got at least five more locations to pick up and drop at for the day and you're going to run behind and disappoint Boss Boxcars who was nice enough to give you this job. You're also wanting to finish work fast so you can go check on your brother's hive just to make sure he still exists and stuff.

You leave the shop you've been loitering in and sneak over to the one you need to pick up from, hiding in an alleyway. You look for a side window or some spot where you can get a listen to what's going on. Finding one, you are disappointed to see it's to the back room and duck down out of view and try to think.

March 11, 2019

Trace Last Monday at 6:45 PM

You can't believe it worked so easily. Honestly, you don't believe it, and intuition rarely let you down. Still, you have a chance to get some information out of him, no matter how this goes. Just gotta be on your guard.

You keep up the act for now, giving him a dopey and satisfied grin, like an idiot that thinks he just hit the jackpot. "Sure do, whatchu got?" You follow him around the corner, one hand around the pipes you're claiming to purchase, the other digging in your hand for more backup if you need it.

NPC/Karako Last Monday at 7:17 PM

Trying to get the guy to turn his back to you, you open a large locked box then step back with a gesture for him to look. You've got a hammer within reach. You'd rather use that than your gun since the goal is to capture him and a gunshot could catch the attention of cops if word gets back to them.

You, the small clown, hear voices now and you listen very alert and curious as to what is going on here.

March 12, 2019

Trace Last Tuesday at 7:47 AM

"Is that where the treasure is?" You step up to the box, though you go for more of a sideways glance, making sure you don't fully offer your back to him. You're not a fool, you just play one. But you're still very much interested in what you can find in the box. Does he actually have some guns, or is it a trap?

NPC/Karako Last Tuesday at 1:28 PM

There are in fact some guns in the box. None of the big stuff of course, that's more securely hidden, but several hand guns can clearly be seen. You can't help but be frustrated that this idiot isn't turning his back to you. But he doesn't seem like the brightest of individuals, so you bank on taking him off guard and snatch up the hammer and attempt to whack him with the blunt side in the head.

Now you being Karako again, hear the word treasure and it makes you curious enough to risk peeping into the window again while still trying to remain unseen. You've noticed there's a door nearby probably from that room to out here so you gotta be careful no body comes after you.

Trace Last Tuesday at 9:16 PM

You want to reach into the box, but stop yourself short. Partially because it's putting yourself in a more risky and disadvantaged position, partially because he might not like it. "Ahh, may I.. touch them?" you ask. "That's a lotta babes. Where are you getting them?"

He's not giving you the reply you're hoping for thought. You catch the movement in the corner of your eye just in time to react. Melee has never been one of your core strengths, but you've been expecting it, so you easily manage to deflect his arm with the pipe in your hand.

You don't plan to give him a chance to recover and reconsider his attack. Instead, you hit him over the head with the very same pipe, then grab him by the collar and shove him against the nearest shelf.

"'s not a nice way to treat a customer, sir." Well, the jig is up for sure. At this point all you can do is try to get as much info out of him as you can, then decide whether he's a liability that knows too much. "Come on, I just wanted to know who got you the guns, alright? Doesn't have to be this hard and painful for either of us." You try your best to make this sound like a genuinely nice offer, but you can hardly hide the snarl in your voice.

NPC/Karako Yesterday at 12:03 AM

After the bash to your head with the pipe, you're dazed for a moment before you growl in return, "Nobody." You then attempt to get your gun from the back of your trousers. Ain't no way you're gonna squeal, or at least that's what you think. Everyone thinks they're tough till the pressure is on.

Once again Karako, you cover your mouth as you see the shop keeper attempt to attack the the guy you'd been waiting to leave then bite back a honk as that same guy bashes the shopkeep in the noggin. Thus far you watch this play out in silence. Ya this isn't good at all and you don't quite think yet to message someone about it.

Should you bust in there and help? Or would that be a mistake? Who is this guy. You squint and stare at him, trying to lock his face in your brain in case it's important.

Trace Yesterday at 8:27 PM

"Bullshit", you hiss. "I'm not-" you want to continue, but trail off when you notice him wiggling around. Not the kind of a guy struggling to escape, but the subtle ones of someone trying to reach for something.

You grunt annoyed and reach for your own pocket, then shove your knife against his throat, not caring if you draw a little blood. "You better stop that right there" you growl while trying to feel his gun to remove it.

NPC/Karako Yesterday at 8:52 PM

The knife scraping against your carapace and digging in a bit causes you to freeze. It's not hard for your assailant to find your gun. And as you feel him attempt to take your last weapon, you attempt to punch him in the jaw to knock him away from you.

Being the small clown, you pull out a knife of your own as you continue to debate over what to do.

Trace Yesterday at 10:03 PM

Oh, he just had to go for it, huh. He manages to hit you where he intended, but you instinctly drive the knife into his neck at the same time. "The fuck-" You pull away some snarl angrily, baring your teeth, then lean back in to drive the knife even deeper. He's already a dead man, at least you can make sure he won't make a noise to give you some more time to look for clues in peace.

NPC/Karako Yesterday at 10:36 PM

You are dead/dying and with a blade in your neck you crumble to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

Back to being yourself, Karako, you see the punch and from that the man's underbite and a hint of green skin. And then the shopkeep has a knife in his neck! You can't help but honk rather loudly at the green you see as it means this isn't just some guy but a genuine Felt guy who just did a murder.

Then realizing the sound you made, you duck out of the window's view coving your mouth in horror. Oh no. OH FUCK

Trace Yesterday at 10:53 PM

You whirl around when you hear the noise. Someone was there.. and you got a fraction of a second to decide what to do.

Chances are, if you leave now, no cop in the city would be able to incriminate you. But if the crew gets wind of someone sniffing around and attacking their dealers, that'll blow all your work out of the water.

While the dude gurgles through his last breath, you grab his gun and dart through the backdoor to try and catch the witness.

NPC/Karako Yesterday at 11:00 PM

As soon as you hear the sound of the door handle being turned you barrel down the alleyway, with a leap you grab onto the bottom of a fire escape ladder and try to climb to the roof before he can hurt you. If you can get to the roofs you can make a get away pretty easy you bet.

March 14, 2019

Trace Today at 9:39 AM

A troll. A small one. The horns are obvious enough, but you can't figure out much more than that from behind. If he gets away, that's that. Fortunately, trails make it easy enough to follow.

You give chase immediately. You don't even try to tell him to wait. Obvious enough that he wouldn't, so you save your breath for running.

What he might have up on you in speed, you can make up with longer legs, so you're at the ladder not too long after him and climb up.

NPC/Karako Today at 10:35 AM

You hear the clang of metal signalling that he's after you. Shit shit SHIT. You don't hesitate to continue scuttling your way up and climb over the edge of the roof.

Hiding isn't an option cause if you're found it's not just a beating you'll get, you're sure you'll be super motherfuckin dead. So you charge accross the rooftop with all your might and go for the leap to the building next door.

Trace Today at 7:46 PM

You reach the top of the roof shortly after - and see him charging towards the edge. Well uh. Huh. You're great at following people, but you're not out to tempt your fate with acrobatics like these. But you can't let him get away. Curse it.

Before you can second-guess yourself, you lift the gun you picked up and aim at him. Fortunately, the gun was actually loaded and ready. Unfortunately, the little guy is way too agile and even though you're not the worst shot, you miss all three bullets. Fuck.

NPC/Karako Today at 8:11 PM

It sure seems like he missed as you hear the sound of the gun go off three times. Little do you and he realize that his aim was not entirely off as you are so hyped on adrenaline(or the troll variant of that) and survival instinct that your brain has not yet been notified of the wound in your lower right side.

You leap to the next roof and keep going till the pain signals reach your think pan. It makes you trip and you roll down the slope of the next roof and thankfully you fall into a large drift of snow. Still hurts like a motherfuck along with the gunshot wound. There are people on the street making noise after hearing the gunshots and you scramble out of the snowbank and clutching your side you stagger to a hiding place. Hopefully that guy can't follow you and find you.

You then remember the fact that your phone is a thing that exists and with purple stained fingers you make a call.

Trace Today at 11:01 PM

Well, fuck, that sure went badly. You follow him to the edge of the roof you're on, but no further. You think you can spot a bit of blood, so it seems like you've hit him after all. Which... might actually make your situation worse. Before, there was a chance that was just a random bystander scared forever into silence. But now he is injured and in need of help, so someone is probably going to hear about this, be it the police or the crew.

You also realize that... you just fired off a gun in crew territory. It's bound to attract some attention, so you can't afford to linger around here for much longer. Surely you could try following his trail, but that is getting riskier by the moment. Plus, you still need to dig up more information.

Begrudgingly, you make your way down and back to the hardware store to find what notes you can and leave a few minutes later. You also make a point to grab a few guns out of the box, only to toss them into the next best dumpster. Might be enough to make it all look merely like an arms deal gone wrong.

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Just in Case

While preparing for his upcoming journey, Sceada decides to enlist the help of an old rival - one, who is not exactly happy to see him...

It was already late in the afternoon, and the majority of the students here at the Academy in Daguerreo had returned to their private rooms and dorms as classes had ended for the day. Only a few were still here, either taking supplemental classes, or putting in that little extra effort that went such a long way.

Not too long ago, she too had been one of those students, the kind that stayed longer than needed, that tirelessly worked to improve her skills, come what may. And indeed, she had come far since then, and in no small part due to it.

Of course, it didn’t hurt that she was a talented genius either.

But be that as it may, today as she was walking through the corridors and halls towards the office she had been summoned too, she did not do so as a student, no, for those days were long past. She did so as an assistant instructor, a soon-to-be professor in her own stead, and the thought never failed to fill her with pride. The white robe with the decorated red hem fluttered softly as she walked swiftly, announcing her field of expertise plainly for anyone to see, leaving no doubt that she was a trained and accomplished White Mage.

And perhaps the best to ever have been taught in these very halls...

Seshat Khnum had made a name for herself, and she was keen to uphold the expectations that came with it.

By now she had made her way to her old mentors office, curious as to why he had sent for her. Standing in front of the door, the young woman of little less than 25 summers ran her fingers through her long, flowing blond hair and breathed a sigh. Surely the professor would have another mundane task for her, something that was not befitting her talents and prowess, but what was she to do? She owed much to the old man, and she simply could not turn his requests down.

“Professor Otanes? I hear you sent for me, my apologies for being this late but I still had some students to teach, and you know how quickly time flies when you are working on the finesses of curative spells...”

Seshat’s voice was firm and full of confidence as she swung open the door, having knocked on it just moments prior. She knew the professor would not hold it against her that she was late, so long as she spent that time aiding her students.

“Ah, Seshat. I am glad you could make it, please, do come in.”

The man sitting at the desk was old, and his features showed it abundantly. His hairline had long receeded while the remaining strands had begun to turn grey, and many a wrinkle marked his face. Still, old as he may have become in the last few years, Professor Otanes had lost none of his presence and wisdom, leaving him a man most respected among the faculty.

“Well, here I am then, professor. What is it you wanted to discuss with me?”

“I believe this is something our guest would be better suited to answer. Do you not think so as well, young man?”

“Indeed...”

The voice that rings out is calm and collected, yet nonetheless manages to unnerve the White Mage. She knew that voice. She knew it all too well. And she had hoped she would not have to hear it ever again...

A groan escapes her as a tall Burmecian steps forward, dressed in a Blue Robe and a large, wide-brimmed hat - Sceada.

“Urgh... of all the people to show up here today, it just had to be you, didn’t it, rat face?”

“Seshat, this is not a manner of speech befitting a White Mage of your skill, let alone an assistant instructor. I raised and taught you better than this, so...”

“Ugh.. yeah, yeah, I know... I understand, professor, fine... My apologies, Sceada. For calling the child by it’s name!”

“SESHAT!”

“...it’s lovely meeting you again as well, Seshat.”

Another groan escapes her at the Black Mage’s words while he came to stand next to the professor, who still looked quite displeased at her reaction. At least the Burmecian seemed far from happy to see her as well, that was better than nohing... - She’d hate for that lowly rat to be happy to see her.

“So, why is he here, professor? What is this all about?”

“To think that two of the best students I ever mentored fail to show respect towards each other, let alone feel any sympathy towards each other... you break my heart, children...”

Professor Otanes was still shaking his head as he muttered these words to himself, but when he finally adresses the matter at hand, he looked her straight in the eyes again.

“Seshat, the truth is, Sceada here has approached us with a request, one that I feel no other individual among the faculty would be better suited for. Sceada, if you could?”

“Certainly, professor. Here, what I will be talking about... is this.”

The Burmecian reached into his pocket, and procured a small key, placing it on the desk in front of her, causing Seshat to muster it curiously. Wasn’t that...?

“...This is an ordinary key... - What is the meaning of this, rat boy?”

“...That is the key to my room here at the Academy. The room I used to live in, and that nowadays still holds most of my belongings.”

“Aha... And that answers my question how exactly?”

Seshat wasn’t quite certain why, but something about the way her old rival explained things always seemed to annoy her. Maybe it was his boring voice. Or perhaps his stupid face. Or how he never seemed to get to the point right away. It had been that way back when they were both studying under Professor Otanes, and it seems it had not changed in the slightest. Still, she had to hear him out, infuriating as that may be.

“I won’t bore you with the details Seshat, so I’ll keep it short: I will soon leave upon a lengthy journey, and I need someone to watch over my belongings.”

Well now... this was unusual, and enough so that it caused Seshat to raise an eyebrow questioningly. A journey? Someone to watch over his stuff? That didn’t really make sense, now did it?

“Last I recall, you’re a traveling scholar of sorts, and you’ve never needed anyone to watch your stuff, so why the sudden change? What’s so special now?”

“Well... for one, this journey will be different, and there is a chance I may not return. And should that happen, then.... then I want to make sure that the people I care about are properly cared for, that those dear to me receive what I owned.”

Seshat’s mind was, not to brag here, quite fast and at least on par with Sceada’s. And right now, it had picked up on something in the words the Burmecian used that perplexed her somewhat. Just what kind of people could he mean...? He wouldn’t have...? Wait, could it truly be...?

“Oh my gods, you knocked someone up!”

That was the logical explanation, right? This idiot of a rat face had fathered some offspring, and now wanted to make sure they’d be cared for. Oh boy, this was rich, this was...

“What?! NO!”

Oh. Wait, what was it then?

“I would never.... I most certainly did not... I...” It took the Black Mage a moment to regain his composure after that question, but when he does he finally explains the matter properly: “It... They are friends. Maybe more even. And... and if I have to leave them behind, then... then I at least want to make sure... that they will get something to remember me by, should the worst happen...”

It was rare for Seshat to see the rat boy with such a somber expression, and somehow it seemed to stir something deep in her chest that she had not felt for him before: Empathy. So he had finally found friends, found love, huh...? Good for him.

“...I’ll do it. If you have found friends, then... then I shall do it for them.”

It seemed like the least she could do in this situation, and it was not as though this task was exactly difficult. So she’d help him out for once, big deal. It’s not like she wouldn’t ask for a favor in return later on, so it was fine.

And besides, she could still joke about him all the same.

“After all, if they became friends with someone like you, rat face, then they deserve some hefty compensation for that, right?”

There was a grin on her lips, but it wasn’t sharp and mischievous like it had been when they both still studied here. Now, this grin almost had something... warm... to it...

“Wonderful, children! I knew you could work together if you only honestly tried to! Shall we move on to discussing the details then?”

It had been quite a while since Seshat had last seen her master smile like this, and it unnerved her. Not that she didn’t like to see her mentor smile, no, it was great that the old man felt his happy. But to see that he smiled like this only now that the rat face was back... it annoyed her, and quite frankly, she’d have loved nothing more than to punch the guy in the face.

Ah, if only... but she didn’t want to upset her old benefactor.

“Yes, spill it, Sceada, what do you need me to do?”

“Well... as I said, the journey will be different from my usual ones, and there is a chance I might not return - or worse. So I want you to hold on to this key until I return, or...”

The Burmecian rummaged around in his pockets again, this time procuring a small piece of paper. Blank paper, at that. Weird...

“If I should perish, then one or two women should come to find you. They will carry a letter with them, signed by my hand. I want you to hand the key over to them in that case - but only if I am truly dead. Unless an entire year has passed, then you can hand it out as well.”

“Sounds reasonable, and well thought out - except for one thing. How in Gaia are we supposed to know that you kicked the bucket? And what’s up with that scrap of paper? Are you planning to write some code onto that or what?”

“Your tongue is as sharp as ever, Seshat - and your patience as short-lived as I remember. But worry not, I’ll explain it so even you will understand.”

“Oi! What is that supposed to mean, rat face? Are you calling me stupid, or what?”

“Well I am most certainly not calling you a genius here...”

“Why, you dirty, stinking...!”

“Enough!”

Professor Otanes voice was stern as it loudly interupts the bickering of the two former students, putting an end to the budding argument with great ease. Neither of them would ever dare defy him, and the respect for him was still as deeply engrained in them as it was during their education.

“Seshat, Sceada, you will both cease this now and treat each other with respect, or there will be consequences!”

“Tch, fine...”

She didn’t really have any choice here. Other than the rat boy who did not have to fear much from the professor, she was an assistant instructor here, a position she did not want to risk. It was a pain... but she had to be nice to her old rival for now...

“Alright, alright... I get it... Okay then, explain Sceada: What significance does that paper hold?”

“I’ll try to make it short, as I know that you understand the general gist of it rather quickly. This is called a Vivre Card, and it is imbued with a link to my own life force. I learned about their existence during one of my earlier journeys, and the specifics aren’t really important right now. What matters is that this paper holds two attributes that are most useful:”

The Burmecian now placed the paper on the desk, next to the key, drawing her attention to it. It seemed so very unremarkable, so ordinary, so plain... Just what use did he see in- Wait. Did this paper just... did it just move...?

“Remarkable... Truly remarkable...”

Ah, it seems the Professor had seen it as well, so she was not imagining things here. But what was that?

“I see you’ve already noticed the first one. Yes, indeed, this paper does move - namely in the direction of the one whose life force is imbued within it. In my direction, in this case. That renders it a handy tool to find someone, don’t you agree?”

“Yes, it definitely does... - but how does that tell us whether you’re dead or not? You cant expect me to come and check up on you every now and then, now can you?”

The soft chuckle that escaped the Burmecian after her question only added to her frustration, but she was not in a position to show it.

“No no, certainly not. That question is where the second attribute of the Vivre Card comes into play. It is not something I can demonstrate, so you will have to take my word on this matter I’m afraid. As I said, it is linked to my life force - and due to that, it is capable of displaying the state of my health rather accurately.”

“...I am afraid I don’t follow, young man. Please enlighten this old man, but how can this paper display one’s current health?”

“Well, professor... it does so by burning.”

“Burning?”

Now that was curious, and got her to raise an eyebrow. She could easily imagine that the paper would shrink in size if the person it was linked with was in bad shape, and following that logic, it should disappear once that person dies. That seemed simple enough, but... what if they recovered? What if they were, for example, healed by a talented White Mage such as herself?

“I believe I understand already... but I wonder... what happens if one returns from the brink of death? Does it just remain as small as it had gotten?”

“A good question, Seshat. Apparently, it restores itself to it’s full size, though I do not know how it does so. It’s quite fascinating, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Indeed... but, that gives me an idea... If the paper reverts to it’s original size once that person is healed again, then... well, then...”

There as a mischievous smile on her lips, one Seshat knew she could not hide, nor did she care to. This idea amused her too much, and she could not just pass up the opportunity to mention it.

“Then we can simply test whether it works by beating you within an inch of your life - I promise I’ll heal you afterwards, by my honor as a White Mage!”

“Seshat...”

The professor seemed rather exasperated with her, but that was worth it. The look on the Burmecian’s face was enough for her, that slight fear creeping into it for a moment - priceless. She still had it. Oh yes, she did...

“Erm... we-well... you’re certainly.... certainly right with that, but... but I... I’d still prefer... not to be beaten today. So... so can we leave it at this...?”

“Sure, sure, it’s fine by me. So, just to recap, when this paper, this VIvre Card burns down completely, I’ll know that you’ve died, and that it is alright to hand out your key to the women that arrive here with a letter from you. Is that right so far?”

“Yes... yes, that is exactly it, Seshat. I knew you’d understand, that I could trust you with this.”

“Then it appears we are all set then. I am glad that you’ve reached an agreement, Seshat, Sceada.”

Both of them nodded at the professor’s words, before Seshat returned her attention to the key and paper, taking hold of them. She may not like the Burmecian, but she’d make sure to fulfill this task to the fullest of her capabilities.

“Well, I suppose all that’s left then... is to wish you a good journey, rat face. May you find what you seek, and come back soon so I don’t have to bother with this key any longer!”

“Haha, you’ll never change Seshat, will you? But yes, I will try to return as soon as I can. Until then, I shall bid you farewell - and you too, professor. Your assistance was most appreciated.”

Finally, the Burmecian headed to the door, ready to leave - Finally. He had been here much too long already for her taste. Good. She’d soon be rid of this annoyance again - but just before he leaves, Sceada had to say the three words that would annoy her for the rest of the day:

“Thank you, Seshat.”

That annoying, self-righteous rat face...

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#drabble #A Winter Cloud drifting across the Skies #We're getting closer to his journey now #at long last #also: Say hi to Seshat Khnum and Professor Otanes!

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