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the-kipsabian · 1 year
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im gonna complain sorry i need to get this out of my brain since ive been thinking about it recently. leaving it in the tags so you can ignore it or whatever
#i just. feel like im missing out on everything recently#everyone else is having fun with each other and their friends and im just. here for no reason#timezones fuck me over so intensely on like a daily basis and its so fucking sad like#the society is demanding me to be a responsible human being which means sleeping - and while i do that everyone else has fun#yall get to watch things together. yall get to chat about things together. yall get to do shit in real time#like im not blaming anyone for having fun good for you im glad youre enjoying yourselves and everything!!#but also i just. feel left out. and its very stupid but im stupid and so is having to sleep and i never get to do anything fun cause of it#i never get to watch stuff live. i never get to participate in anything. and when i maybe do its an anxiety situation so i have to pass#i think thats why wrestling is rn a very sore spot for me. i havent really watched anything in a while cause i feel so left out#like im always behind. and i know it shouldnt matter but when i see everyone interacting with live blogs and such and i know i cant do that#and theres no point doing that afterwards#and the only things i can reasonably live blog are things that nobody else watches or cares about and im just#mostly anyways i only put my time and effort into something that only i care about#and im not gonna lie it kinda hurts. like ofc i cant ask anyone else to care but i just feel so fucking lonely sometimes#sorry im just. not in a good spot. honestly i probably never will be cause none of this is going to change cause i cant change it#and i cant and wont ask anyone to change it cause thats not good or fair or anything to anyone#i shouldnt even post this this is so stupid and im such a stupid little baby but im just...#im so fucking lonely sometimes and i see everyone else being able to do things and have fun and enjoy themselves. without me#im so lonely and im so jealous and it just fucking sucks okay#im gonna go now. im sorry#night is an absolute mess on main
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thevampirearchive · 3 months
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I blog for the black girls who want to learn multiple languages, but after a consistant 15 days or so of portoguese, we just fall off and somehow still wonder why we arent fluent in Mandarin, Zulu, Spanish, Japanese, Portogese, Lingala, Greek or Twi.
I blog for the black girls who use sims as a form of therapy, whether it is building for therapeutic properties, making our sims live perfect lives as chef-interiordesigner-leader of the free world-scientic-doctor influencer or simply placing characters in the pool with no ladder. I blog for the black girls who
I blog for the black girls who were super into anime, and forwhatever reason (shame, bullying, internalized misoganoir, lonliness or life being too stressfull) stopped wacthing it, but as life calmed down and we started to find ourselves again, we started to return back to shows and movies we've missed or never finished. Shoutout to Megan!
I blog for the black girls who are on one hand super artistic, expressive and multifacited - and somehow still find ourselves overwhelmed, stressed and feeling uncapable when starting new projects, wanting to finish projects or simply existing in a world where our 101% may still not cut it. I am always rooting for us, at our best, mediocer or even worst! Because we too deserve to be humanized, not just celebrated when we've reached hights so great nobody can ignore us (even though some try to)
I blog for the black girls who love Lana Del Rey
I blog for the black girls who are super into hermatic teaching, esoteric's, spirituality and such, and sometimes don't have community to truly talk about these things outside of maybe a few selct spaces.
I blog for the black girls who watch horror movies alone, still love watching Scooby Doo and will also watch Baddies West or Married to Medicin when the urge kicks in.
I blog for the black girls who still are on Tumblr, tweet and enjoy our own company alone in our rooms. We aren't actual loners, just realized this is a better way for us then others. We have friends, few, and are learning to come to terms with the fact that quality is better then quantity, even if that means being alone for a season or two till we find our people (online or offline)
I blog for the black girls who are trying to heal from their motherwounds, relations with black woman and their own black feminity because the world tried so hard to teach us to hate it and eachother.
I blog for the black girls who don't feel like we were understood, always surrounded by people who were like us but didnt look like us (which came with it's own set of challanges and psycological damage). But as time goes by, we learn that there are more of us.
I blog for the black girls who were told they were weird, agressive, not ptetty enough, while also being sexualized, hypermasculanized and tone-policed. Our versitility confused people, and it is first now as adult we realize that isn't our problem lol. Keep up or piss off.
I blog for the black girls who make powerpoint slides for nobody, lol, just organizing life, putting together visual moodboards of dreams, goals and ideas.
I blog for the black girls who wish to become so many things yet are paralized by choice. Even with 10 degrees, we know itll still be an uphill battle to get to where we wanna be, even if we do deserve it and are the best for said roles. So pls, get that PHD, MD, and whatever else your heart desires, the world will hate it and push regardless, might as well be happy.
I blog for the black girls who don't think therapy would work for us, because as much as it has evolved throughout time, we do not truly belive that our complex identities and who we are as individuals can be understood by others but ourseves (especially if we have had astranged fathers, grew up in PWI, dark skinned, eldest daughter or only daughter)
I blog for the black girls who were overachivers, super smart, creative and articulate!
I blog for the black girls who are Twilight stans, #TeamEdward
I blog for the black girls who loved supernatural shows, medieval shows and movies! Even when there were little to no black representation!
I blog for the black girls who makes everybody black in our minds when reaidng, because why not (unless specifically said to be POC, they black lol)
I blog for the black girls who are shy, but are lowkey ambiverts but have realized being their versitiled full ranged-of-emotions-having (aka human) means they'll be expected to always perform, be happy and there will be no room for the "I am just existing, not mad, not upset, this is just my face when I am chilling". So to avoid having to explain that we too are human, we just say little and keep it pushing. Sigh I see us!
I blog for the black girls who have absent fathers but it's okay because those fathers lowkey suck so it's probably for the best.
I blog for the black girls who are aspiring authors!
I blog for the black girls who talk to themselves, outloud, laugh and dance alone in their bedroom - YES, GIVE THAT CROWED THE BEST CONCERT EXPERIENCE!
I blog for the black girls who's first anime was DBZ so now we have infinite patience for most plots (probably not One Piece tho lol)
I blog for the black girls who cannot go to sleep without a full cup of water knowing theyll need to pee in the middle of the night!
I blog for the black girls who have anemia. pls take your time queen, don't rush that getting up!
I blog for the black girls who love studio ghibli! And have been in love with Howl since a very very very very very young age. Wow, can't believ we are sister-wives. Love yall.
LOVE A BLACK WOMAN FROM INFINITY TO INFINITY
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lol-jackles · 8 months
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Hi. Your blog is still on alarm on my dash. Really enjoying your opinions.
If your time allows you, I’d like to know your opinion & reviews on SPN 9X13.
"The Purge" has Sam and Dean go undercover in a health spa after finding a link to deaths where the victims have lost their entire fat reserve. They discover the owners are a pair of Peruvian monsters, a sister and brother who parallel Sam and Dean; the sister wants to co-exist with humans and help them by siphoning off surplus unwanted fat for food, the other only want to feed and more he tries his sister's way, the hungrier he got until he succumbs to his nature and kills for food. This foreshadow Dean's struggle to live with the Mark of Cain until he couldn't, increasingly becoming "hungry" as the season went on. Sam have lived and adapted with his freakish, "unclean" nature for so long that he is fully functional even if he never makes peace with it.
One of the strengths of Supernatural is their stand-alone/MotW/filler episodes usually advance the season-long arcs and even get referenced or talked about in later episodes. Despite Sam and Dean’s church codependent commitment ceremony in season 8's finale, they still got baggage and hence Dean lying about the extreme, desperate measures he took to save Sam’s life in season 9's premiere and keeping him in the dark.  Once Sam found out, he is angry and bewildered by Dean’s actions that he sees as betrayal, and draws up boundaries as a way of saving his relationship with Dean. But from Dean’s pov the new boundaries were walls set to destroy what is between him and Sam. So Dean conflated saving Sam from the Peruvian monster in this episode to saving Sam in those 2 previous episodes in attempt to remove the wall between them that Sam set up.
Remember, Dean isn't going to learn the same lesson each season, which is why he made Sam's anger over the Gadreel possession about his (Dean) own issue and left Sam alone (with Cas in the bunker) to hunt down Gadreel... only to run into Cain got the Mark to, huh, kill Abaddon instead for some reason.
Understandably Sam is frustrated as the 3 incidents were not the same: in the church, Dean told Sam the truth that the ritual will cause his death and promised Sam not only will they find another way, that he would never put some one else before Sam. Dean wasn't hiding information from Sam. Dean saving Sam from the Peruvian monster was a straightforward action, no underhanded agenda. So Sam told Dean the unvarnished truth: Dean didn't want to be alone. This gets brought up again by Billie in season 11's "Red Meat", and in season 13','s "Advanced Thanatology" Dean tells Billie that he's dragging down Sam.
Sam's admission that he wouldn't save Dean under "same circumstances" means he wouldn't selfishly save Dean for personal gains, or without vital information. Back in season 3 he first sought Dean’s agreement to use the immortality serum instead of giving it to him without informing him ahead of time. Sam was ready to die in the hospital (season 9 premiere) and Dean essentially violated a do-not-resuscitate order (DNR). Nobody can really blame Dean for wanting to save Sam's life at any cost, but he fails to see things from Sam's pov that led to him needing boundaries in the first place.
I found the scene of Dean immediately recognizing roofies pretty on-the-nose. He said he didn't want to end up missing kidneys while traveling in little known places, which, yeah good idea, so why didn't Sam know what roofies look like? I took it as callback to when Sam didn't know he was being possessed by Gadreel under Dean's watch.
"The Purge" was one of the weaker MotW episodes but it still gets the job done of advancing the main storyline arcs. It started out as a lighter filler episode and ended with a "truth hurts" bite that leaves a deeply wounding mark that set off a fierce fandom debate.
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idontlikeem · 3 months
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I’ve seen so many blogs tagging “this is the original post btw” or “imagine reposting someone’s gifs”
I can asure you 99% of people don’t even notice who posts what and when, we just like and reblog and move on. I don’t even understand this much drama but I think it’s so stupid like maybe if it’s a literal gif you made and then someone uploaded it somewhere else, then ok. But like, photos you didn’t even take?
We’re supposed to be grown people, let’s just enjoy those hot old men in peace please! 🙏
Yeah, also if people see things on Instagram or wherever they’re also allowed to post those things. They’re allowed to make their own gifs of games we’re all watching together. Nobody on this website owns the Pittsburgh Penguins, we are all technically stealing from the people who do when stuff is made. There’s not a special fan level you have to reach to make your own posts—the only reason needs to be, you want it on your blog.
I don’t get it. I don’t know why this started, but I do know it hurts fandom and the community. It makes new people feel like they aren’t allowed to post and share stuff which isn’t the case at all, but if too many people think that it sets up fan hierarchies and that is so not the point of being here and doing this.
I believe very strongly in the community-building aspect of sports and sports fandom, whether that’s here or as a normie fan out at a sports bar. Gatekeepers in both those spaces shrink communities, which is the last thing sports fans should want if they want their chosen fixation to grow and improve.
Nobody owns public Instagram posts made by random people that anyone could find. Nobody owns game footage, or YouTube footage. Nobody has a special claim on posting new stuff, or making gifs, or typing text posts, or live-blogging, or whatever. We’re all here to enjoy this sport and this team and actively seeking out ways to make it less enjoyable for others is something I will never understand.
Like you said, so many of us just hit “reblog” (or “add to queue” in my case). Also to your point, actually stealing—saving down someone’s gifs and posting them either here or to other platforms, or taking someone’s photos that they themselves took and posting them around without even asking—is not okay and is unfortunately too common on Twitter. Don’t ever do that, gifs take time and personal fan photos are not public domain. But making your own gif of something that happened in a game is not even remotely that.
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mrs-monaghan · 10 months
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Shaz. You know I hate a liar so be honest.
What is your take on Tae and the hate that Jimin gets from Tae's wannabe cute behavior?
Be honest, though. I'll know if you are lying.
Our acquaintanceship depends on this.
So please, do spill.
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I am always honest my love. Always. If I hated V I would pull a bangtanmediathoughts and would say exactly that. 1000% I don't pretend. I see no point. Nobody here knows me or who I am or where I live or what I do. And even if anyone did, I still make my own money and pay own bills. No one here helps me. So I have no reason to lie to you or anyone else. Even faceless anons. I am blunt and I am honest. So what I speak on this blog is the truth and honest to God truth.
So I will start with your first question. My take on V? Do you mean as a person? First of all, my first take is that he is a very handsome chap 😁
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This actually contributes alot to me maintaining my love for him 🤭 Which yes, I love this motherfucker. I love all of them, honestly. Even as I'm having an issue with him right this second I still love him. And he has many reasons to be loved. He's handsome, like afore mentioned, he's effortlessly funny, (that thing he does where he makes a joke with a straight face, GOLD!! He is very unique, which I adore. And his consistent hairstyle suits him very well. That's my take on V.
Oh! Almost forgot. His hands. I love his handsssss. Cue hand porn break
Okay what do I feel about the hate Jimin gets as a result of V's behaviour? I hate it. Of course I hate it. There is not one Jimin lover who doesn't hate how the vermin shit on Jimin everytime V does something. It's horrible and terrible and Mimi doesn't deserve it.
But.
But, Madam Sky, my stand on this remains. If Jikook are okay with V, then so I'm I. The Tannies are not responsible for how psychotic fans decide to behave. They're really not. They should be able to do anything without worrying about how their fans will take it.
When we get ot7 content I'm always watching Jimin. Is he smiling at V? Is he joking with V? Did he just hug V? Is he including him? These kinds of things. I believe we would be able to tell if Jimin hated V. Which I think we can safely say he doesn't. (Bts are only human they can't hide animosity. Kind of like how people are picking up on something shady happening btwn rm and Suga. Too much going on y'all)
Add that to the fact that JK would never hurt Jimin especially on purpose, and its a no brainer innit? Unless of course Jimin is hiding how he really feels from JK in which case that would suck but we dk that that's the case. Plus we've gotta give JK credit where its due because that man doesn't like the Taekook narrative at all and he does something about that.
So yeah. I'm cool with V. I don't like what he's doing but it is what it is...
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endworldbroadcast · 1 month
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My mood seems relatively stable right now, but I feel suicidal. I think my suicidality isn't contingent on pain and 'feeling bad', it seems like a general characteristic and my mood merely impacts the reasons for my suicidality. When I feel upset and alone I want to die to escape the overwhelming shame that accompanies the feeling, and when I feel okay I want to die almost 'just because'. A sort of apathetic feeling like 'I may not be in pain, but it does seem like life takes a lot of resources and effort, and I don't really want to deal with it.'
I have these vague but relentless memories of watching myself die—I imagine I saw a reflection of one of my attempts once, maybe it was through a mirror or window, I cannot recall—and since then I've 'felt' dead. The knowledge that I'm not is known, but is quite... foreign. It feels more 'true' that I did die, and that it's a 'mistake' of everyone or everything else that I am perceived as alive.
Although logically this is unlikely to be true.
I wonder if my 'decision' not to kill myself (again) is more strongly out of a feeling of warmth towards people who I know would know I would die, or from my distaste of people I don't know knowing I would die. Thinking about people I barely knew or talked to, like random followers from old blogs I was never close with, knowing I was dead bothers me no matter how they react [ Although the idea they would regard my death as 'bad' and 'unfortunate' and 'something that preferably did not happen' makes me more upset than if they didn't care… ]
I'm curious how people who are not suicidal live, because I can't imagine having a different baseline of emotion. Even when I don't want to kill myself it's not because I 'want to live'. It's difficult to imagine suicide as cowardly when it may be my cowardice that is the deciding factor that makes it difficult for me to die by my own hand.
Though a simpler way of framing my feelings is that it never seems enough to die, because death doesn't erase the past. What I 'really' want is the impossible scenario of never having existed. I often feel like... while there are things and people that make me not want to die sometimes, there is nothing and nobody that makes me want to live; that if there was a magical option where I would never have existed even if it means never experiencing those 'good' things I would choose it. Then I feel ungrateful and embarrassed for these feelings, so I can only be preoccupied with how cruel I must be to the people who show me kindness, so in many respects I think I can only live life 'correctly' by being in a position where I am being useful or abused.
I spent most of my life with other people who controlled several aspects of my life and relatively I have only been 'alone' for a short time, and it feels... disconcerting. It is bad enough to feel too isolated and alone. But what is getting at me is the pointlessness of life. I have no competence or skill that allows me to be helpful or meaningful even in the distant way of helping others indirectly, but I also am not likeable to the type of person who would demand much from me.
The people around me are kind and never expect anything from me. Where am I going to find somebody crueler than this? Although it may be cruel in itself to expect this of nice people I often wish that somebody would at least make me do something that could be of use to them. It's like a holdover of being used to being used. Like people who complain or vent about their feelings to you wanting some solution. I don't like watching shows but I feel nice when I get to watch something with one of my associates. Just the feeling of doing 'something' for someone besides just passively existing.
Since these things are not really feasible to expect it seems dull and cumbersome to exist. Death is, among other things, a kind convenience.
#d
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rkn001 · 2 years
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two of my mega man fcs! the former, patch woman, whose full design i just finalized after eight years of just having her head down, and the latter, pilot man, who i’ve drawn quite often on this blog but never explained what his deal was
(more info about them under the cut)
Patch Woman (DWN-419)
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(they’re laughing over the one time mega man slipped his ass and fell into a pit of spikes)
Well-trained with handling private information, Patch Woman can somehow wiggle into everyone’s business underhand, intercept any life-threatening affairs with saccharine prevarications, and make deals with the baddies (or the goodies!) over the information she has collected. That’s her thing—being the “reconnaissance” girl.
Her weapon is a cutlass that can activate her main attack: Thunder Slash. One slash of her weapon can generate an electric field in the form of a wave, which not only stuns her opponents, but it also neutralizes any energy-based attack made towards her. (It’s a better version of the Mirror Buster but without the mirroring effect lmao)
Patch mostly lives her life in the seas—off radar, where no one can catch her. She’s a dedicated sailor in her own little ship, and finds the seas a freeing place beyond boundaries. The ocean is her oyster, and no one can take that away from her.
Patch does have a mysterious past that only Wily knows...and prefers not to touch it when asked. Not that even she would know what she was like before Wily came into her life—it’s that she doesn’t care, and she prefers that this part of her life would remain untouched. Patch knows that whatever this previous life was, is sensitive info that she would not bear to be responsible over protecting, for her own sake. Information is information, and she recognizes how much of a big deal it is, so she does what she can to protect that and ensure no one exploits her for that. (Unfortunately, whatever her previous life was bleeds into what she does now, but she does a good job of using her network to deflect the attention away from her.)
Patch is very thankful to Wily, for reawakening her, for giving her some freedom, for maintaining her privacy of her previous life and never providing the details about it (by her own discretion), and most of all, for kindly asking her what she wants to be in this second life. Part of the reason why her favorite activity in collecting old toys and refurbishing them is that it gives a gentle reminder of her own existence and becoming. She strongly believes in invention and reinvention of the self, and it angers her when robots are given an expiry date.
Although her fashion sense is sharp, Patch’s sense of interior design is downright dreadful. Nobody has ever entered her quarters, but rumors have circulated that there is one thing on her walls where, if anyone looks at it, it would deconstruct their sense of decoration. (She thinks it’s funny though—there’s nothing innocuous on her walls except for one lone #LiveLaughLove canvas board.)
Otherwise, not much else is known about Patch, and she keeps to herself for the most part. But if anyone catches the whiff that she has a crush on Splash Woman, she will rip and tear.
Oh, and she hates mayonnaise. Why anybody would think whisking egg yolks into some weird awful tasting condiment is beyond her.
Pilot Man (DLN-097)
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(the tiny robos are new recruits in his airport and Pilot made all of them watch Top Gun together as an exercise in bonding)
This man will take on any aircraft and fly it—no matter the size or age of the model, whether it’s the Queen of the Skies, your favorite vintage Piper Cub, or even the barebones Wright Flyer. (Or whatever the Mega Man universe’s variants of aircraft are, I guess!)
Except...he can’t really freely fly anywhere and anytime, because he’s always busy transporting goods (and the occasional curious customer) everywhere and running his airport. It’s all for a debt to catch up, in the form of several installments made over the years to the government, that he needs to pay off. (That will be explained later.)
During his free time, he likes to revamp and build new models of planes (although he keeps that a secret). What else is there to do with the accumulated information of all the aircraft hydraulic systems that he knows? And, it’s a fun, light bonding activity for him and his robo-underlings, after working constantly for hours on end. :^)
His weapon is the Pigeon Missile. It’s a heat-seeking explosive projectile based off of the very thing he loathes. It’s not a very powerful weapon despite that it can cause some concerning damage; the sensors of the Pigeon Missile can be easily thwarted with some flares or lasers, and their precision in aiming isn’t solid.
It’s a little ridiculous, and maybe even a bit extreme, that he would absolutely hate birds to the point of having a weapon based on them...but it’s related to his debt.
The company that made him entrusted a lot of faith in his abilities after observing his performance as a working pilot for a month since his activation. Since he was doing extremely well, they thought it might be a good idea to overload him with more duties as an on-site air traffic control (ATC); the idea was that he can also help out stressed ATC people with handling their jobs, while flying. Dr. Light didn’t think this was a good idea, but they proceeded on with it anyways, and a month after modifying his programming to handle those additional duties, a frazzled and an almost burnt-out Pilot accidentally mishandled a bird strike incident that caused a lot of causalities in the process.
The plane that had bird-striked before colliding into another turned out to be one of his own, from which he was automating, which prodded the Mega Man universe’s version of the FAA and the government to open up an investigation on this incident. The company pinned the blame on Pilot, Dr. Light had no clue how to handle this, and it ended up with Pilot getting sucked into a class-action lawsuit from the victims’ families and having to owe a ridiculous sum of zenny; he ended up being reprogrammed (again) by the company to handle this situation by himself. The whole thing traumatized the young bot, who had to grow up quickly and learn about the workings of the wonderful world that is capitalism. The only thing that was lucky for him was Dr. Light and his reputation, who vouched for his existence and prevented his early retirement. And because of this, it causes him to be extremely demanding and careful about his job, perhaps to a fault.
The one thing that keeps him alive, both spiritually and physically, is flying, and because of this he’s still an upbeat and passionate bot.
(I should note that he does have two designs and I like them both, even though the second is more based on actual pilots haha)
ok lol that’s all!
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quickhacked · 2 months
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🐉🍎 💘 🍔 🤔 and 😞 for any oc of your choice!! or two ocs if you're feeling up for it [:
oc asks! / preferred ocs!
🐉 DRAGON — what is your oc's favorite mythical creature?
rafiq is a big fan of mythical creatures in general and loves watching shows and videos about it, or listening to podcasts during slow days at work. he's an avid reader of the revenant (a blogging site for paranormal investigators) and used to keep up with posts of the conspiracy group known as the hive, before they seemingly vanished at some point in time and stopped updating regularly. he loves the idea of bigfoot specifically but isn't in the right state of the country to investigate himself :( if he had the chance for it he 100% would though
since teddy works for CALAMITY which is an organization specified in monitoring and sometimes capturing strange phenomena all over the world, this is exactly the kind of thing that he works with. which is also exactly the reason why he HATES them LMFAO if anything they're all just troublemakers to him and he would like to get some rest. back when he still worked an office job for the organization he got very attached to some dustcatchers which are basically just little puff balls that cause chaos in the most dusty place of your home. that's about as close to a favorite mythical creature as it gets for him
yancey LOVES zombies. probably a little bit too much but i can't blame him because honestly same. he's watched every zombie media he's managed to get his hands on and will continue to do so for as long as he lives. it's funny because in this universe zombies do in fact end up as a thing somewhere but that's still a couple of years away so yancey doesn't know that yet. don't even worry about it
🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace?
rafiq was born in san francisco! very far away from where he lives nowadays and he does miss it a lot more than he likes to admit, but also wouldn't wanna go back there even though he is still very much welcome with his parents who still live there. the place has too many bad memories and rafiq wouldn't be able to live there comfortably at all anymore
teddy was born and raised in raleigh, which is not all too far away from blightwood crossing. he moved to the west coast at some point when he went to join CALAMITY and ever since he's been on the move, visiting towns all across the united states and sometimes even to another country to do jobs for the organization. he's been in blightwood crossing for a while now; the job he's doing there hasn't been going well at all and he's lost contact with CALAMITY, so he's just stuck in town without direction
yancey is from atlanta and only recently moved to blightwood crossing, after a series of events caused him to no longer be welcome at home. despite his mixed feelings about the town now, he does still really love the place and its energy and often wishes he hadn't been forced to leave; but there's not much he can do about that now and he knows he's better off far, far away from there
💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?
rafiq loves his parents to bits and misses them a lot. he also has a small group of friends in blightwood crossing, mainly his coworkers from the diner he works at, and he cares a lot about them too :^) eventually during the story he gets together with teddy and yancey and he loves them soooo much. btw. if you even care
teddy is very lonely in town. he doesn't have contact with his family anymore since he's not allowed because of CALAMITY and their rules, and he didn't really have many friends at the organization either; so he's stuck in a strange town where nobody likes him all that much and no one's out there missing him either :( during the story he grows closer with the other main characters and he ends up ride or die for them, being a very loyal guy in general
yancey is hesitant to make new friends in town despite it coming naturally for him, and he does end up caring a lot about the other main characters. he's very scared to have all of them ripped away from him in one sweep without warning, just like what happened before with his ex friends and family back in atlanta, but also knows there's no way to predict or prevent that from happening if it were to happen one day so he tries to ignore it as best as he can and not let it get in the way of enjoying the time he has with them
🍔 HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer?
rafiq is decent enough at cooking. his father sends him a lot of recipes to try out and he can follow them well enough on most days, but often has to simplify them a little. baking is also not his expertise but he still loves doing it! usually does it with friends so it's a group effort (and a group failure if it doesn't go well) and it's more to have an excuse to hang out with them
teddy is a very good cook but just doesn't do it :/ he's living on instant noodles, microwaved rice, pizza, any meal he can get from the diner and then leftovers of that for the next day, tater tots, questionable quality dry bread with cheese, and sometimes he will pensively have a vegetable. he doesn't like baking all that much but also does enjoy hanging out with rafiq so he will bake with him. just this once (<- said every single time)
yancey is a GREAT cook which is why he ends up as a cook at the diner :^) he loves experimenting with cooking and coming up with his own recipes and while it doesn't always work out for him, he uses the knowledge from that to make something that DOES work out next time. also pretty good at baking but does that significantly less because he's stuck in the belief that baking is mostly sweet stuff and he prefers savory things. clearly this man has never had a pizza muffin before
🤔 THINKING FACE — what are some of your oc's quirks/mannerisms?
rafiq is very expressive and a very active listener, which can take some getting used to when you're getting to know him. he likes actively adding his thoughts into a conversation and is good at relating to other people, which always makes for a very lively conversation :^)
teddy is basically a brick wall. you can't tell what's going on in his head you can't tell how he's feeling and sometimes you may even wonder if he just fell asleep standing up with his eyes open (it's not the case but with how far away his brain has zoomed out it may as well be). he's very easily distracted and gets lost in his own brain a lot which causes him to speak slowly and sometimes he just doesn't finish his sentences. he also cracks his knuckles a lot
yancey can be very witty at times but his brain lags behind when there's too many people talking so he doesn't control WHEN he gets to be witty. he does finger guns at people a lot or a little thumbs up because he never knows what to do with his hands so adding in a little gesture like that gives him something to focus on. it's very endearing :^)
😞 DISAPPOINTED FACE — does your oc attract others, or do they tend to be left alone?
rafiq is a people person and loves to chat with people, which is why customers at the diner tend to stay a lot longer when he's on the workfloor because he'll just end up talking with them for hours. despite being surrounded by people a lot, he can still get very lonely easily because actually connecting to people in a deeper way takes a lot more effort for him
teddy is probably the loneliest man in blightwood crossing at the start of the story. he mostly just stays at home and goes to a nearby bar and the diner and that's IT. sometimes the grocery store. he mostly just talks to the diner's waiters rafiq and yukiko and then the bartender and cashier and he's a regular in those places so they would recognize his face but they wouldn't even know his name. he's always been a bit lonely and just focusing on the task at hand by himself so it doesn't really bother him, but also just isn't aware of just HOW lonely he is so once he starts talking to people more he's like "ohh so my life was just really fucked up before. ok"
yancey makes new friends very easily because of his fun and kind nature and he's good at making other people feel at ease with him :^) he values his alone time a lot but also knows when it's time for him to get out of the house and hang out with people again, which is why his new job at the diner is very good for him. it gives him something fun to do that he also gets paid for AND he gets to hang out with his new friends because they all work there :D easy right? what could possibly go wrong
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hi, i'm putting this on anon because people i know are highly anti-endo and i don't wanna out myself as being pro-endo. if you want to delete this feel free btw since i know fusion is a touchy subject for some systems
we're a system. we've been diagnosed with DID and told to see a specialist. said therapist who diagnosed us and referred us out is advising we peruse final fusion. we would do it... except the only reason why we would is because we fear nobody would ever like us the way we are (we're a very independent and private system. other than the host, all dating and such is done in system and kicking the host out of front is rare).
do you have any advice on that? i'm sure it eventually gets easier but i'm not sure how to make it easier. do you have any resources and advice on getting comfortable with being a system, and being comfortable sharing that with people (both other systems and singlets)?
thank you. just delete this if it's against the rules or if it makes you uncomfortable :) your comfort is important too
Hi! Thank you so much for reaching out.
This question isn't too sensitive or anything like that, and I see stuff like this a lot in the system world. Even I myself have dealt with similar issues.
What really helped me was 'coming out' to only a few really close friends. It gave us the space to talk about what goes on inside our head, and be honest about who we are.
Ofc, this isn't super helpful if you dont have really close friends. The second best thing I can suggest from personal experience is participating in the system community, either here on Tumblr or on Discord or wherever else, and working on being progressively more open there.
Those are both really vague and I'm sorry about that, the only thing we really personally needed to come out of our shell was trust, either already pre-existing or built from watching others live the same way as us.
Something else that really helps us personally when trying to get more comfortable with ourselves OUTSIDE of a social context, is encouraging the others to find their own way. That's why we made this blog actually. The best way to become comfortable both socially and personally with being a system is to foster a space for every headmate to live their most authentic life as fully as possible.
If you can, try inviting your alters to front with you, to try out new things that AREN'T related to trauma, therapy, or journalling (If you don't have a journal already, I suggest you look into that first and foremost). If you can't, you could always just wait until you cofront naturally to bring this up with them. Your headmates are people too, and the best way to make THEM stop feeling like less than or like something to be ashamed of is to help them grow.
As for your therapist, it sounds like she doesn't have your& best interest in mind. If you can, I'd look for someone who's comfortable with both fusion AND functional multiplicity as options, and can help you find the way you truly want to follow way better than I, some stranger on the internet, ever could.
Lastly, a fair disclaimer, DONT go about doing any of these things if you think you or your alters might not be entirely ready. If you happen to be newly discovered as a system, it might be good to take some time to learn about one another at a nice slow pace, first, before jumping into anything else. Be very careful, as much as selves discovery and branching out and growing as people is important to being happy how you are, it can be dangerous to some systems in certain situations.
I could understand though how these things may not be what your looking for, but since I don't have a ton of information on your personal experience I can't really get any more specific. If you're looking for more specific resources, I'd encourage personalized research, or going to a professional with your concerns, since the most I really have for this sort of thing is personal experience.
Either way, I wish you luck, and I genuinely hope you can find people who accept you as you are, and help you in your journey to grow. You& got this!
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◆ G A C H A C O M M E M O R A T I O N ◆ ROSE ⨉ COFFIN Headcanons
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THIS BLOG IS 18+ minors/ageless blogs please dni TAGS ⨉ WARNINGS: spoilers for isaac, sebastian, and vlad . angst . sexual content . description of a panic attack and ptsd during one of the serious parts that gets resolved unrealistically . shameless crack during the non-serious parts . strangely wholesome in places . historical inaccuracies INSPO: the works of various writers in the fandom and how they write the suitors mentioned . the vampire-photoshoot episode of Wallflower (or at least I think that's what that episode was about. Haven't watched since I was 15) . this hauntingly sexy music video for all of my coffin-writing needs WORD COUNT: 3800+ READ ON AO3
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one "You're not giving me much of a choice here, are you?" He says with brows cutely furrowed when you tell him about Comte (and Leonardo?)'s Weird Idea of the Day™. Those silly purebloods and their not knowing how else to pass eternity.
He's still recovering from their last scheme which ended with him and Jean having to fish several dozens of pairs of women's lingerie from the fountain at the Place de la Concorde. All while you were forced to explain to onlookers that there was, in fact, nothing to see except two soggy men in white shirts. Jean didn't appreciate the windfall from that, so he'd hidden behind the statue and posed for the pigeons until you apologized.
What a waste of perfectly good lingerie though, Napoleon laments, economically.
two From his window he can see several residents helping to carry large batches of gorgeous black roses, unique with their red under-sheen, into the mansion. Ah, but they would look so lovely paired with you, and with those earrings you wore when you first stumbled into the mansion.
Napoleon feels like he's lived a thousand lifetimes, but his memory is reserved for you. Just picturing you with the roses makes him heady. He looks at you watching the residents below, and you have no idea of the adoration in his eyes. He looks away the second you turn your head, and you both share a chuckle.
A couple of the more spirited residents, namely the individuals at the beginning of the alphabet, catch Napoleon spying on them and they in-turn offer him evil, laughing winks. Even Leonardo throws him a crooked salute as he strolls past with Lumiere wrapped around his neck.
Napoleon groans under his breath. Is there something about this photoshoot that nobody is telling him? Fine, then.
He shows you some teeth and spins you around to wrap his arms about your waist, whispering into your ear: "I hope you're prepared for EVERYTHING this will entail, nunuche."
He doesn't know what "everything" is, at all, but he will never pass-up an opportunity to tease you. This will be his revenge for your calling the attention of random Parisian bystanders to his wet nipples. Those are only ever meant for your gaze.
three Secretly he's nervous. Posing for grand portraits is one thing, but photography is something he only knows of from chats with Sebas and half-heard conversations during his security gigs. Lately amongst the nobility there has been much talk of George Eastman's Kodak Company, and while Napoleon would be lying if he said his curiosity wasn't piqued, he has no idea what to expect or how to prepare even. Maybe Isaac can offer some insight?
Napoleon's uncertainty is only made worse however when he learns that Comte has sent you off to procure even more roses for this photoshoot. Which means you'll be spending some time with a certain florist. Napoleon recalls telling you that he's never had reason to be jealous before he met you. He's never experienced the kind of love he has for you, but unfortunately something so wonderful comes with its host of thorns.
He manages to keep his jealousy―which isn't any better or worse than what most people in his shoes might experience―well under-control, especially for fear that it might turn into something ugly and scare you away. But whenever you're with Vlad, something just itches him the wrong way.
He trusts you though, so he bites down on his worries and focuses on the photoshoot. At least Sebas will be there to distract him. He fries up a batch of karaage before bathing and getting into costume.
four Lining an entire coffin in roses is a bit extravagant for his (personal) tastes (as he will spare no extravagance for you). But people really like this sort of thing? He can't say he completely understands, but to each their own. If you're into it, then he'll learn to be into it too. Rather, if you're into it, it would be impossible for him not to be. Though it really seems like something better-suited for Vlad or Shakespeare. Napoleon doesn't have the vocabulary for "spooky goth bois", but he's able to articulate his point to you later just fine.
five The roses are kind of uncomfortable. Is he going to have to clean all these up afterwards, or…? Seems unfair since it wasn't his idea to do this in the first place. But he's not about to dump this work on Sebas. He'll have to see if Jean is available later to help. (spoiler: Jean is eating marorons backstage)
six Sebas has photography duty. He's enjoying this. Very. Much. He knows exactly how to pose Napoleon for max キュン points. That angle that requires him to hover above the coffin, above Napoleon? Heart-pounding and insane. He doesn't know if he's mentally cataloguing the way the light bounces off Napoleon's lips for posterity or for himself or both or―
But while he issues his instructions (and occasionally administers them himself) with pure professionalism, he's definitely six seconds away from stroking-out at any given moment. I most certainly thought I was used to Napoleon's exposed chest by now, he scribbles into his diary while biting his other fist.
seven Okay, the roses are really irritating Napoleon's backside now. Maybe if he reduces the amount of surface area he exposes to them… Nope, it's even worse when he's on his side. Now he's partially smothered in roses. Sebastian tells him to get up. He can't. He's stuck. Fuck.
eight When is this photoshoot supposed to end again? Exuding sex-appeal is usually somewhat of a default state for him, but if he has to consciously think about it then he's at a complete loss. He prefers loss when its him getting lost in seducing you. When he gets to the state of mind where he doesn't even see it as seduction, but a serenading with his entire being, that's the kind of domestic bliss that he'd gladly surrender himself to over and over again.
nine When you finally come back from shopping, Napoleon finds himself struck by just how lovely you look struggling to hold what looks like a thousand roses in your arms. Before he can stop himself, he's climbing up out of the coffin and taking you in his arms for a whirlwind kiss. The roses fall to your feet as he bends you backwards. The lighting is perfect.
ten Sebastian enthusiastically uses up the rest of the roll trying to capture one of the top ten most beautiful sights he has ever seen. Unfortunately this means that the sight of Leonardo using a trampoline when he thought he was alone in the mansion has been bumped from the list.
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one If he's being perfectly honest with himself, you and he have engaged in far stranger activities than canoodling in a coffin bursting with roses. As well he feels it's terribly exploitative of Comte to be throwing you in here with him. What if he suddenly gets hungry and the lid closes on you both? That blood would be on Isaac's hands, but definitely also Comte (and Leonardo?)'s.
They prepared a full, 3 by 1 meter table of sandwiches for breaks? Sandwiches made by you? Oh his sweet little British heart is positively over the celestial orb known as the moon. Now he wants to bite you from the unbearable happiness alone.
two The question on the back of his mind (and occasionally slipped out between his breathlessly-kissing lips) is where did this coffin materialize from?
Was there a dead person in here before? (Because that certainly well changes things!)
This quantity of roses must have been expensive to procure: is Comte okay?
Is he really hearing Dazai's whimsical laughter from the nearby darkness or has he just been conditioned to hear it forever and ever and ever?
Does it bother you that his feet don't reach the bottom of the coffin because he's so short? (You assure him that is hardly the case while feeding sandwiches into his blushing mouth-hole)
three Unlike Napoleon above, Isaac is extremely familiar with modern 19th-century cameras. In fact he's the one who built the one being used for the photoshoot. He'd not an inkling at the time that it would be purposed for such frivolous activity, but he supposes that he doesn't mind so long as the camera is returned to him without issue. He needs it so he can upgrade it to a model that can capture the stars and your heavenly body. By the Gods did he just say that last part out loud.
four
By the Gods, Dazai is the photographer.
Isaac doesn't need to dig through to the bottom of the coffin to know what the entire flooring is layered with.
"I hate you," Isaac mouths to him as you dab sandwich-residue from his expression twisted in rage.
Dazai clicks the shutter with glee. "Did you know that every single one of your students ordered a copy of these bromides? I sold out within minutes."
"YOU DID WHAT?" (screamed at 126 decibels while covering your ears)
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five Dazai, seemingly unfazed by potential loss-of-hearing, proceeds to call you by the wrong name as he redirects you to mount Isaac while placing your hands on his bare chest.
"Now use your mouth to feed this into his mouth."
"Feed what?"
"This."
"Right, but what's 'this'?"
Dazai laughs and toggles a switch on the camera to prepare for shooting. "I'm not allowed to say the word or I risk even more hearing loss."
six Comte stops by to see how things are going. He is saddened by the gross under-utilization of the roses after he went through all that trouble to procure them from Vlad (it was actually quite easy but Vlad issued him an ominous warning about collecting interest at a later date and Faust immediately smiled really, really big).
Isaac gives Comte the wide-eyed, pleading, "help me"-stare. Comte misinterprets the stare as Isaac having accidentally soiled himself. He panics. This is why he signed up for adult-children and not children-children. "L-LEONARDOOOOOO!" he wails as he trips over a crate of forbidden fruit on his way out.
Isaac looks at you as he thumbs a breadcrumb from your lower lip and then suckles on said-thumb. "I don't know why he's getting Leonardo. Surely he could have asked Dazai to leave himself."
"What's that? You want me to join you inside the coffin?"
seven Dazai has somehow convinced Isaac to act out CPR on you in a sensual way "for his adoring fans in academia". He stops you two halfway to suggest you stop laying there like a corpse and use the roses to weave a flower crown around Isaac's head. Overall it's an incredible and aesthetic art direction, ruined only by the fact that Isaac never learned proper CPR technique, so he spends the entire time trying to suck your lips through his teeth while drumming on your chest.
Weirdly this turns you on. And when you clench your thighs around Isaac's sides, his dick does a somersault so olympic in nature that a squeal rips out of his throat.
Dazai pretends to confuse it for a hiccup and uses a pair of salad tongs to pass him a cup of forbidden fruit juice.
Isaac slaps it away, reaches up to shut the coffin door, opens it again to hang a necktie between the crack, shuts it again, and then proceeds to ravage you in the dark of roses.
eight Isaac's bromides are a hit at the university. If the students are crazy over them, the staff positively lose their marbles.
Normally this is the kind of scandalous affair an esteemed professor loses his job over. And technically Isaac does lose his job, for all of about two minutes, and in a manner unbeknownst to him, because just moments after the decision is made Dazai slips in through the window, weaves a fanciful tale about how the man pictured in the bromides is a look-a-like, and then loses half his kimono in his escape-sequence.
At least 15 different students ask Dazai when his bromides will be released (Atelier/note: methinks it will be with the Jean and Mozart rose x coffin gacha).
nine There's only a handful of people more enthused by the camera that could produce such quality photographs than in the disgraceful photographs themselves. These are the people whose company Isaac seeks out. Rather, they find him and (respectfully) hound him with questions. He is delighted to explain his plans for the next prototype and bounce ideas off his colleagues.
Yes, there are one or two vultures among this group of people, hoping to profit off Isaac's work. Isaac suspects as much and he tests them posing a question about how they would overcome a particular design challenge. They flounder for a satisfactory answer, but Isaac surprises them by asking simpler questions to help them work up to the correct answer themselves. He wants to instill in them the joy of problem-solving on your own. It's a risk, he knows, but he doesn't want to go back to living the cloistered, miserable life he had before he met you.
ten Dazai sells-out a second volume of bromides, and you wonder if Comte and Leonardo truly had something to do with this scheme, or if they're just quietly profiting off their own investments.
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one His roses are an unusual color, not seen in nature. But it's simple enough to dye white roses in preparation for the photoshoot.
You and Akihiko and Lotte spend a peaceful afternoon in the garden, taking turns feeding each other cucumber sandwiches while working on the roses at a leisurely pace. He patiently instructs you and illuminates you with his breadth of knowledge. Unlike his usual demeanor when you two are on the clock, his whispers in your ear are gentle and subtly-bladed with desire. Each petal that comes between your fingertips becomes something forbidden and decadent.
Such an idyllic sight it is from a distance that Mozart serenades you three through his open window as Comte and Leonardo fondly look on from their smoker's-only balcony. And then Shakespeare randomly skips past with a water-drenched Theo on his heel. Fun times are had by all.
two Then night falls and your nether parts are ill-prepared for just how sexy Akihiko looks laying on a bed of roses, his entire focus solely on you, trailing his gaze from your eyes down to your parted lips, further still to the pulse throbbing inside the delicate casing of your beautiful neck. You two are both keenly aware of the other's breathing as it slows together into a languid sigh between a heated, all-consuming kiss.
three "Hello, Sebastian," says Faust, presumably having come to collect Vlad's interest.
"NO!" Akihiko shouts as he closes the coffin lid on the both of you.
All you can hear in the sudden, cool dark is the rustle of petals and Akihiko's clamoring heart fighting with the storm within your own chest. But you two are safe in each other's embrace.
Faust knocks on the coffin door and his voice comes through muffled. "I'm kidding. I'm here to pick-up the old man."
"Oh!" You suddenly remember. "He's probably in the Pureblood Nursery with Leonardo!"
The atmosphere immediately changes. You and Akihiko overlap hands and push the coffin door open together.
Faust smiles down at you with shark-teeth. "Just kidding, I'm your photographer."
four "Permission to challenge fate by declining your generous offer," Akihiko replies in monotone. You don't know how your man does it, but the coffin is now somehow half a meter away from Faust. You can't make-out Faust's expression (though you can imagine the evilness that must be soaking through his skull), because Akihiko has firmly placed his body in your line-of sight.
You're just as worried as Akihiko is by this turn of events, but you're also suddenly so desperately taken by the sculpted lines of his back muscles, poking through the semi-sheer fabric of his costume shirt. It takes a moment too long for you to tear your gaze away or to avoid tracing those beautiful lines with the feathery petals of one of the roses.
To make matters worse, Akihiko happens to look over his shoulder and catch you thirsting for him.
five We'll continue this later, Akihiko mouths to you as a glint of unbridled desire passes over the eye that you can see. The rest of him is beautifully-haloed in the studio lights.
Faust drops his boot down on the edge of the coffin right in front of your face. "Is that so?" The glare of the studio lighting renders his eyes indiscernible behind his glasses.
"It IS so!" You kick Faust's boot away and then close the coffin door on you and Akihiko once more.
Once you're in the dark, you wrap your arms around him and breathe in his gentle, clean scent. The scent of a man who launders like it's his job. Because it is.
"I'm sorry―" Akihiko begins, but you cut him off with a finger to his lips. Or to his nose first, because you're behind him and you overshoot. Then you feel teeth on the pad of your finger as he gives you a love-bite. "I was told we would be having a guest photographer, but I'd have never thought in a million years that Comte would collude with that oaf."
six "This oaf is tired." Faust lays down on top of the coffin and plays with Mephie on his belly as he waits for you two to open it again. This of course is a catch-22. How can you open the coffin if he's on it, and so on. The obvious answer is if he gets off the coffin of his own volition.
Or if Mozart tackles him (Atelier's/Note: I'm going off the version of Mozart in the Ikevamp Stageplay that knows parkour and hand-to-hand-combat).
Akihiko doesn't know what's going on, exactly. He can make some assumptions based on the type of impact (definitely sounds like someone large was just suplex-ed into the catering, possibly by someone smaller in size), the shouting (lots of colorful German), the tiny screeching (he's not entirely sure they belong to Mephie), and the sudden lack of piano music. He almost doesn't want to open the lid to check, especially now that you've got your hand in his pants.
Yes, yes, whatever is going on outside the sanctuary of this coffin can wait. He rolls around, knocking his elbows against the sides of the coffin in the process and activating the human tragedy known as the funny-bone. 'Tis but a trifling matter. He presses feverish kisses into your lips and all along the side of your neck. The roses interfere more than they enhance the mood, and their scent is too synthetic after the dye-job, but he thinks of none of that. His thoughts are of you and you only.
seven Mozart rips the coffin door open, seemingly having won the scuffle with Faust somehow. His eyes widen at the sight and he quickly closes the lid and backs away, tripping over a crate of forbidden fruit that someone has carelessly left behind.
"Use a tie next time," Mozart tells Sebastian later. "Onegai, Sebas," he adds in Japanese for some reason.
Back in the present, Faust collects himself from the wreckage of the overturned catering table. A thin trickle of blood trails from his lips, a sight that some may find disastrously sexy, and so the author has chosen to include this detail. He grabs Mephie and leaves the studio, presumably to plot his revenge against the composer. Or to visit the Pureblood Nursery and fetch Vlad, because that really hadn't been a lie.
Back in the coffin, Akihiko has become all hands as he roves every curve and point on you with butler-precision. Some part of him acknowledges that the danger outside has passed, but the mood inside the coffin is far past the point of no return. This man is grateful to be alive. If only he hadn't accidentally switched diaries with Jean earlier that week, because he has so, so much to detail about the endless joy you bring him.
eight In the absence of the photographer, you end up being the one photographing Akihiko. After a shower and insistence from Comte that his mansion calendar cannot be completed otherwise.
Akihiko wouldn't have it any other way. You're the one who knows him best. He wants to be photographed the way your beautiful gaze beholds him. This is just one of countless ways you keep his heart beating.
Indeed, he doesn't take his eyes off you for a moment as you position yourself to take a photo from above. He wants to latch onto your reaching hand and pull you in all over again. But he stays his ardor and lets you fuss with his bangs, adjust his open shirt with a languid touch, and he lets your splayed palm linger on his warm chest.
Akihiko knows you want him to touch you again. Instead he smiles in a way that rivals Napoleon's cocky grin. "I'll ask you to recall that we're still on the clock."
nine Akihiko finds you in his room some time later, pouting and gloomy. At first he wonders if he's done something wrong, but when his mind comes up blank, he finally notices the developed photographs spread across his bedding.
He almost doesn't recognize himself in them.
"Don't laugh?" You hold one of the photographs up, staring at it so intently that Akihiko wonders if you aren't into mixophilia. "I know how it sounds, but I want to keep all of these to myself. I don't want to share them with a soul. They're too sexy!"
This is prime-opportunity for a flick to the forehead.
Instead, Akihiko sits down beside you and pulls you into a hug. He brings his lips to your ear and flicks the top with his tongue. "How sexy exactly?" He pulls you tighter the more you writhe.
"So sexy that I could…"
"Mhmm?" He doesn't want to embarrass you quite yet by pulling away to see the look on your face. He contents himself for the time-being with tracing the lines of your back. A vivid memory jumps to mind, from the day of the photoshoot, when he happened to catch the way the studio lights accentuated the shape of your lovely back. He'd stopped himself then. He's not so sure he can stop himself now.
ten Akihiko's photos are a hit with the residents. Leonardo wants multiple copies. Comte orders one more than Leonardo for weird rivalry reasons. Isaac wonders how Dazai has managed to turn Comte's own idea into a profitable business for himself.
Jean, however, is frowning as he looks the photos over. "Does nobody else see it?"
Arthur peeks over his shoulder. "See what?"
"The demon."
Vincent laughs awkwardly. "Wh… what do you mean by demon?"
Jean places each photo on the dining table and then goes through them sequentially, pointing to one spot each time. The top-left corner of the coffin on this one, the bottom-right on that one. It goes on and on.
Comte frowns. "This is disturbing."
Akihiko sighs in defeat. "It is. Mephie photo-bombed every single one." Then he pauses and casts you a meaningful smile. "Looks like we need to revisit the coffin again."
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Strangers From Hell Live Blogging
I usually stick to my planned shows in a planner order but randomly wanted to watch something dark, so landed here even though it wasn't on my To Watch List.
Do wanna do a proper live blogging, so think I'll only do my favourite parts or things that give me a strong reaction
SPOILERS! I also know some spoilers like Lee Dong Wook's character is a cannibal dentist? or something and also he kills our main character or the other way around, I didn't register the names
Ep 1 (Jan 19)
was afraid we'd get a whole lot about gambling for a sec. Hate gambling in shows so bad omg
bruh is that a real gun or fake wtf girl I'm scared the "crazy man" is boutta kill "the pervert" while playing
lol on the nose with the You know the best part about living here? Nobody cares if anybody here dies
okay it's a fake with play bullets or something ig
damn, Jongwoo fucked up that guy who was beating up someone else bc he got flashbacks to his time in the army
damn someone made a hole to peep into Jongwoo's room
oh the quip about the "he's not stuttering right now" was leading up to the fact that they're twins. i was wondering if mans was faking it
So far, quite unsettling and I'm liking it. Also fun that Jongwoo can't quite tell what's going on or what's happening but we the audience also can't always tell what's really happening vs what's Jongwoo's imagination or dream (like the pervert just continuously saying 'should i kill you?' which was also when the ganster guy found the play bullet thing in his room which was real but it lead to Jongwoo's bloody dream so was the pervert part real?)
Anyway, time to go to bed because it's 12AM and I have to get up in 7.5 hours and I can't handle scary or unsettling things later at night
Things we know that Jongwoo doesn't:
The Pervert is making a hole or cutting the floor or whatever upstairs (in the 4th floor where nobody lives?)
There's a hole in his room that someone can see through
The dentist mans who isn't even involved in the story yet is fucked up
Ep 2: Human Nature (Jan 20)
I hope we stay mostly at the creepy weirdo apartment instead of Jongwoo's freaking workplace bc that gives me more anxiety and stress than the murders or whatever's boutta happen in the apartments
Everyone at this fucking place just has terrible dreams of death and murder, huh? including the gangster. anyway he wants to move out so I'm assuming he's gonna die soon. not to mention he's fucking going to the women's floor that's supposed to be off-limits and empty but the pervert's out there digging the floor there anyway
what the fuck a dead body with blood, how long has the fucking body been there
oh damn one of the twins struck the gangster down?
I wonder whether the landlord knows about the killings and weird happening on the 4th floor or not. her talking about how after the gangster leaves, only good people will be left was sus and creepy
so one of the twins deposited the dead cat?
okay so that specific twin (giggling, stuttering) killed one cat but the others were scorched and burned, so either his other twin killed them or it was the dentist
oh is that missing person poster of the guy who's dead and stored in the 4th floor?
hmm "that guy" that the twins keep talking about. the dentist?
Jongwoo's anger issues and uncontrolled outbursts is interesting because I originally thought he'd be very much the odd one out but he also has darkness in him (even if it's not cruel and sadistic like the other neighbors). like even though that was his imagination of standing up to the hyung boss man but when he beat up those guys in ep 1 was def an indication of what he's capable of
Okay so here's the thing right is the dentist and the "calm creepy" guy in the apartment the same guy? No? The dentist looks like Lee Dongwook (which he is) while the "calm" guy looks kinda like Lee Minho lmao. okay lmfao this whole time for some reason I thought the dentist and the smiley calm creepy guy were supposed to be the same person and kept getting confused that they literally didn't look alike and also was like why would a dentist be at that dingy place wtf but turns out they're unrelated. actually i guess the reason i thought they were the same was bc i knew the smiley guy was up to something weird and terrible for sure and thus thought he was the murderous creep dentist everybody kept talking about
That was hindi in the notebook of the old tenant guy? I saw a comment about how the old Pakistani tenant had a really sad backstory hmm
oh this lady is for sure in on the men making the tenants disappear
bruv, isn't he the police? he should be able to escape the chokehold imo
also the smiley guy is so ? why is he killing a detective or police officer or whoever like how are you gonna hide all of that
ohhh the dentist has a cult I see. In the volunteers I can spot the dentist, the twins, and the landlord lady but not the smiley calm guy though I guess he's one of the guys. will the police lady realize who's in the pics since she's seen one of the twins? Also, I rewatched the dentist and police convo and he mentioned meeting Mr. Park the other dentist at volunteer work, so is he also gonna be involved?
lmfao the convo on the roof with "like it?" "i thought you and i could be the same type of person" is so gay like that's how people talk about homosexuality and that's how confessions sometimes start in BLs. except this time it's murder and horrifying torture!
Things we know that Jongwoo doesn't:
The location of the gangster and also the previous Pakistani resident
Ep 3: A Secret Whisper (Jan 20)
kinda fun how casually the dentist strangles the smiley guy
Was the "I thought you and I might be the same type of person" just in the dentist's head? This show kinda reminds me of Midnight Motel in terms of showing the thoughts and scenarios in the characters' heads, though this is showing much darker scenarios and dreams generally
lmfao Jongwoo being so eager about crime fiction and writing about a murderer who kills the same way the dentist just killed lmfao so funny The Dentist falling in love with him or what and then Jongwoo being charmed by him due to the flattery oh silly man
oh that diary is so fucked. people definitely going into your room
somehow them actually burying a body (the police officer's? the smiley creepy guy's?) seems so mundane like ah yes the murderers must dispose of the body (though does the pervert's ankle bracelet track his location?)
What makes the people who live there just keep writing 죽어 repeatedly while in a trance-like state
let's go back to the dentist extracting the teeth bc that's better than the hell that is Jongwoo's internship bruv I really can't
oh lmfao the models in the dentist's office is made of real teeth i guess? or is he just storing them as fucking stones for rings he's made
oh okay so the landlord lady was a caretaker for the twins at the orphanage
pls the twin appearing closer when Jongwoo peaks out from behind the wall freaked me out + kept being nervous that somebody's behind Jongwoo
ah lmfao ofc the dentist is indeed behind Jongwoo
so do they put a dead cat toward the top and keep the body underneath?
what did the dentist feed Jongwoo ahh is it the gangster's corpse?? cannibalism? pls the dentist really just says what it is but makes it seem like an out-of-the-world idea like "oh i thought there was a body or something" in the bag and now asking if Jongwoo thinks it's human meat or something ew
Things we know that Jongwoo doesn't:
The creepy smiley guy and gangster are both dead and everybody else in the apartment is in on it
he ate human meat rip
Ep 4: Mental Derangement (Jan 21)
It's translated as something like it's delicious but the dentist uses the word 죽어 in it like "it's to die for" lmfao yeah that meat is to die for pun
girl, did Jongwoo's Sergeant in the army also eat human meat wtf or is it just his dreams and real life traumas getting mixed together
okayyyyy I was wondering if the dentist is only good and great with his patients (that one boy was doing great with him) but seems like he may have scared the girl in the car or she saw through him or something
fuckk when they were talking on the phone or texting they seemed meh but now that Jongwoo and his gf are talking irl and being cute, it's soooo endearing I'm
wow Jongwoo's workplace is really gonna kill me
So the landlady saw Jongwoo conversing with the police and the dentist may or may not have seen Jongwoo conversing with his gf (idk if that was jongwoo's imagination or not...)
damn, so the apartment duellers really fucking take people just off the streets to kill and eat? bruv, how are the police only now tentatively investigating them
oh so at least the bodies are being found even if nobody's connecting them with Eden Studio
the subs just completely ignore hyung and such even when JaeHo's like "stop calling me hyung at work" instead of dapyonim
naurrr miss police officer letting out too much about the cat deaths and goshiwon Eden Studio suspicions to the literal mastermind dentist behind it, hope you make it out of the show alive miss girl
What are the clues police lady has so far: the cat deaths near Eden studio, missing people from Eden studio, the twins' videotape - does she realize the woman was the landlady?, one of the twins was wearing the Pakistani guy's watch
The landlady ajhumma is kinda nervous around the dentist and even asked him if he'd kill her bc of her recklessness hmm
I like the shot of Jongwoo walking around the floor and encountering walls everywhere with so many voices in his head. I guess the ajumma fed him the drink to knock him out as they deal with 303 creepy guy's body
Ep 5: The Notebook of Malte Laurids Brigge (Jan 21)
oh my fucking bad, they talked about dealing with room 303 which is Jongwoo - he's supposed to be a replacement for 302 who was the creepy smiley guy
I hope there's a gifset of the parallels between everybody looking at smiling at Jongwoo and the pervert's altercation vs the gangster and the twins previously
bro what the fuck is the "are you filming me right now" "you looked pretty" exchange like evil gay dentist
dang, was the dentist tryna sus out Jongwoo's bloodthirst levels on the roof lol
rip Jongwoo sending home money and thus having less to move out
oof the landlady told the dentist about Jongwoo and the police officer, who the dentist was already ready to kill
the landlady really got the old lady to drink blood, I wonder who that is and why she wanted that health insurance
byee this annoying reporter hitting a nail on the head like maybe a serial killer lives in your goshiwon, imagine living next to a corpse, etc
the cop going everywhere, including the fourth floor, without backup is so alksdfj
the pervert following behind the cop and hiding when she turns around is so
fuckkkkkk the lady fucking escaped and everything only for her to run into the dentist instead of catching up to the cop fucking hell
oh was that thing that the landlady made the old lady drink not blood? I thought it was just terribly coloured blood but seems like it's "mushroom juice" that's lethal cuz that's how they're killing this street lady. i assumed the old lady had just been knocked out but is she dead too
lol so is the dentist fr following Jongwoo around. his practice is deserted and instead he's sending Jongwoo texts like "don't you just wanna kill him"
is Ji Eun really gonna cheat on Jongwoo with the boss man guy? pls T.T no
naurrr fuck Ji Eun now going to see Jongwoo at the Eden Studio but Jongwoo's drunk at the police station fucking fuck
ah shit the dentist has not met Ji Eun outside the studio
this show is making me so stressed
I think this is my fave episode so far, it's got so much suspense and Things Happening and stress
Ep 6: Lost (Jan 21)
lol I'm so dumb I keep reading the episode on-air threads on reddit or going through gifsets of the odd number ep before I finish the even number ep and so end up getting spoilers. I read the 5-6 on-air and learned that the dentist knifes one of the twins oof
T.T I don't want Ji Eun to go into the building T.T I can'ttttt I hope she doesn't die soon
well at least she's not dying this time but everybody's aware that she trusts the tenants so little that he'd bring the police to the place
no she's right like why does Jongwoo still stay here and I get her point like "there are people who are stranger than them although they don't appear to be" bc she might interpret Jongwoo's fear as ableism but like miss girl rip
Whose photo is that in the metamorphosis. Jongwoo and gf? so the dentist is the one who's been going into his room?
oh... that thump thump was from the dentist living on the 4th floor and bouncing that ball? I originally thought it was the pervert digging a hole on the fourth floor
girl why does Jongwoo just keep drinking the stuff the lady gives him alskdfj he knows her eggs are bloody at least, so he should be more suspicious of other stuff
The giggly twin saying the landlady is the scariest person in the whole place and the landlady saying she raised the dentist. okay inch resting, was this also at the orphanage
and so it's like the landlady was the original recruiter? and now the dentist is trying to recruit someone as well? he failed with the smiley creepy guy but now it's Jongwoo
damn, Jongwoo fr tempting all the tenants into killing him or what
oof that drink the landlady gave Jongwoo really had him go off the deep end ig it's mushroom juice, so hallucinogens? also i realized after reading reddit comments that the shots of her cooking has been her cooking these mushrooms to get the juice
oof you should've moved out without asking for any deposit back or anything Jongwoo
nahh how does the dentist have time to stalk not only Jongwoo but also the cop?
oh i see dentist was stalking Jongwoo and the cop also saw him
rip Ji Eun really thinks Jongwoo's just going through it but there's nothing wrong with the goshiwon
ohhh the insurance of that old lady was life insurance?
oh Jongwoo's paranoia is getting ramped upppp as he realizes Ji Eun doesn't believe him at all and he can't afford to more out. Mans bought a knife and is holding it behind his hand while talking to the new guy, giving me flashbacks to the pervert in earlier eps
ooh okay I was wondering whether the new guy is fr and he's gonna get killed soon or if he's also in on the scheme and seems like he is? I wonder if he's in that volunteering photo from Ep 2
girl Jongwoo's going up to the fourth floor with his knife while pervert and twins try to clan up a body?! T.T
man I really am gonna just not look at the fucking reddit posts or tumblr gifs before I finish ep 8 and 10 because knowing that the dentist is gonna knife the twin really took out so much anticipation out of this agh
interesting reaction from the tenants about the death though. the twin being scared but not wanting to die, the landlady being like ah he reached heaven first (cult vibes increased), dentist being frazzled
Ep 7: The Horror Of The Basement (Jan 22)
miss cop I hope your teeth hurt less
ohhh is she gonna connect the dots the name of the dental clinic Spring - the orphanage Spring - the dentist chair on 4th floor
do I trust this new guy Seok Yun?
ooh are we gonna get to see the backstory of the scars from like ep 3 or 4 when he went to take a shower
the pervert getting some girl's legging things ew
oh the cop has now seen the volunteering photo at the dentist's
okay yeah as expected the dentist is from the orphanage and sees the landlady as his mother
agh idk if i trust this new kiddd like Jongwoo realizing from the rap that their situations are similar is making me wonder if the new kid orchestrated it or not
oh the gangster's still alive? girl
rip the twin doesn't seem like he's taking his brother's death well
the new kid jumping to "oh do you think they're organ traffickers?" like hmmm you're too readily accepting
oof Jongwoo gonna think Ji Eun's cheating on him with the boss which... is she?
Jongwoo's so much more callous now, both with the new kid and the twin like he's got anger issues fr
the dentist is really so alksdfj like he just overhears Jongwoo's complaining and anger, corners him against the edge of the rooftop, tell him to hate/curse/kill the people he wants to, then is like oof you might fall
Jongwoo didn't close his door properly when he went to pee agh
ah fuck the landlady showing her scary side yikes and Jongwoo rampaging on the pervert's room to find the knife rip
oh damn Jongwoo's threatening the pervert with a small pair of scissors or something okay okay
lol as expected, the twin hid the knife from the pervert's room
What are we supposed to make of the new guy calling Jongwoo to tell the pervert was staring at him in the kitchen? Was he lying since he was in the stairwell or did it really happen and he just made the call after going to the stairwell?
damn, so Jongwoo's keyboard bashing is real?? since its on the CCTV?
Oh Jongwoo my guy really beating up the 3 kids who were boutta rock his shit. his anger and the physical manifestations of it
So in the PTSD military scene, Jongwoo beat up the guy who was beating someone up and was like ah... should've killed him. interesting, he's had violent tendencies since before
ofc the dentist finds the beaten up, bloody Jongwoo on the street after the fight - i bet the dentist is happy to see Jongwoo's instability and bloodlust
Ep 8: Voices That Choke Me (Jan 22)
oh shit I thought we were gonna get the story of how dentist met and indoctrinated the smiley creepy guy and so thought maybe it was him in the dentist chair but nopeeee our dentist is operating on Jongwoo rn
"What are you?" "What do you think I really am?" "What" "A dentist who lives in a goshiwon? Or a serial killed that you'd see in crime novels?" Also, I just realized that the dentist does indeed call them all Jagi he was like I can be anything Jagi-ga wants
Oh I like the cuts of him introducing himself to the smiley man vs Jongwoo
oh damn so many things are happening. the cop was investigating the parking lot where the detective disappeared/got murdered. Jongwoo and the dentist's conversation continued but we didn't get to see it. Jongwoo's now in the police station for beating up those kids and he's not talking
I don't understand the dentist, why is he appearing at the police station and saying he's gonna pay the parents on behalf of Jongwoo to settle like girl you're suspicious and you know the cop is suspicious of Eden Studio
oh nooo Jongwoo not talking and looking like :< poor boy what's going onnnn what'd the dentist do to his mouth or traumatize him or what
ah fuck Jongwoo's so fucked he mistook his shirt for a dead cat
It's kinda interesting that when Jongwoo's hearing voices in his head and shaking, it's not just the tenants of this apartment but also his military and work and girlfriend's voices
I loveee that Jongwoo used to have so many violent imagined scenarios before that now when he does do actual violence, like breaking the keyboard earlier and now beating his coworker like I kept being like is it real for real?
Jongwoo's so spaced out, just blank behind the eyes
oof another case of Jongwoo smilingand saying "I should've killed him"
ooh the anesthesia in the string is often used in dental settings + the DNA may be from the missing detective
damn ngl the boss hyung doing more to understand Jongwoo than I would, I'd just fire and avoid him
Gonna fucking eat glass, this is one of my fave scenes
(Fave Scene) Boss hyung trying to be understanding -> Jongwoo getting angry at boss and trying to fight him after Ji Eun shows up and being full of emotion -> the dentist showing up and Jongwoo deflating and being scared and trying to move away + moving Ji Eun back -> the dentist goading the boss hyung and also speaking to Jongwoo about half the time even though he's speaking about the dentist and ofc the boss hyung ready to fight -> Jongwoo being scared that the dentist is gonna do something and so Jongwoo stepping in to take the dentist outside bc he's afraid the dentist would do something to the boss and/or Ji Eun ig
lmao the dentist revealing that he was stalking Jongwoo when he saw Ji Eun get out of the boss hyung's car and saying he knows Jongwoo wanted to kill the man then ahh psychological warfare
ask;ldfj ahh I'm so fully convinced the dentist is like in love with Jongwoo bc wtf is urging Jongwoo to kill the boss hyung and when he doesn't, following him to the office and injecting him bc ig he hurt Jongwoo? Dentist even says "Ah, I'm not usually this impulsive. Jongwoo-ssi is very special to me. He's special to me."
also the reporter's seeing all this okay interesting i wonder if he's gonna make it out alive and tell the tale or if he's gonna be spotted cuz his phone goes off or the dentist goes to take the CCTV tapes or something
oh the dentist is calling someone to clean up, i guess it's the pervert and twin?
oh you reporter fucker why are you in your car in front of the Eden Studio after following a murderer there and talking on the phone all chill with the windows down be fucking serious
hmm the alive twin is interesting. what'd he do to the officer did he let him go? he didn't mention him to the dentist and also he gave the dentist some attitude
okay I was suspicious of the new guy for quite a while but I guess he's also unaware of anything actually going on lol anyway, he's eating the human flesh so happily, I wonder what the dentist thinks of him and whether he'll take a liking to him like he recruited smiley creepy and is trying Jongwoo or if they'll just eat him. Also they love saying it's human meat and laughing about it haha
naur the new guy's exploring the fourth floor? oh yeah i remember he also called Jongwoo this ep or last ep saying he smelled blood from there oh my guy
also is the body in the bag the boss buying or reporter’s?
aw poor new guy, you had no chance of going undetected. might survive if you’re a fucked it murderer too tho
My new favourite episode ahh like just the inability to realize whether Jongwoo was beating up the supervisor for real and then the restaurant conversations were both sooo good
Ep 9: Cognitive Dissonance (Jan 23)
oh shit he mistokk Ji Eun for the dentist and litrally held up a knife to her fuck. also on reddit someone said on the preview apparently the dentist kidnaps her so...
miss girl looking for the missing car and stuff in the fucking forest where the guys go to bury bodies or whatever ah sigh will you make it out of this story alive i wonder
oh fuck Jongwoo going back to Eden Studio because he realizes something's up with the new guy agh
oh fuckkkkkkk so??? is the new guy now in on it too???? has he been converted to being a murderer so easily? or is he being held at knifepoint to convince Jongwoo
ah shit new guy crying and bleeding as he begs Jongwoo to stay rip
I hate this detective fucker's condescension sooo much, whether it be because she's a cop not a detective or bc she's a woman
I guess the cop doesn't know that Jongwoo works at this place either rip
Also the body was still at the crime scene but the CCTV was deleted, so was the "clean up" deleted the CCTV but keeping the body there bc the disappearance would be too suspicious otherwise or what. Also who was in the body being carried at the end of Ep 7 then? The reporter?
So the twin has some SD cards? camera memory? idk what that's for. But he spoke to the reporter... was that just to play around before killing him or did he give the reporter an actual scoop and is happy that the serial killer gonna get busted as revenge for his brother
damn the dentist gonna send the new guy's tooth to Jongwoo?
lol the landlady taking the woman praying in the first floor out of the building
so the murder team is also planning on leaving Eden Studio
the twin letting new guy try to escape and even singing red light green light song... this was before Squid Game came out but it's giving me flashbacks
lmfao naurr not the landlady finding the new guy and pretending to not know anything and hide him agh this game is so fucked
poor new guy just keeps getting caught between murderers like it's so horrifying all i can do is laugh
REPORTER GO WORK AT A FUCKING CAFE mans writing his story about the murders in his car like 2 feet away from where the murders happen with his window down and no awareness of his surroundings.
lmfao pls the shot panning to let us see the dentist reading out the window and nodding along is killing me
Also, I wonder if the dentist knows that the twin gave the info to the reporter
oh Jongwoo keeps looking everywhere because he thinks the dentist is gonna show up
ah fuck Jongwoo should've 100% told Ji Eun that Jae Ho was dead as soon as he found out bc that'd make her be careful of the texts and even grant him some credibility that the dentist killed him (though she could also think that Jongwoo killed him lol) but now the dentist is getting to her
noo this army guy also going to Eden Studio? like girl no have him stay and call for backup so that he doesn't die too
Ep 10: Gas-lighting (Jan 23)
I should be studying right now and give myself the last ep as a reward afterwards but uhhh I don't wanna wait, I need to know the ending now
Another hour before this is over hmm I wonder how this'll end. I guess from that one comment on MDL, one of them kills the other (Jongwoo to Mun jo bc it's supposed to be happy ending) but also there are theories about the ending on reddit, so I guess it'll be ambiguous. I'm just hoping that it's not all in Jongwoo's head though, I feel like this would be rated lower if it was and there wouldn't be theories and I would be spoiled about it by now
the title is gas-lightning I wonder if it'll just be about everyone convincing Jongwoo that he's going crazy or... a pun? will there be a fire? The orphanage and 4th floor both burned down and we saw the twin with a gas bottle thing
pls the way the dentist always appears so humorously is gonna kill me like the other two pointing and him and even saying 'ja jan!' as he slides into frame
damn the dentist is beating the shit outta Jongwoo
ooh, are they gonna frame Jongwoo for the murders?
After reveal: Okay I thought that the dentist was gonna get Jongwoo to kill his friend or something and also the smile made me question if he was gonna somehow frame Jongwoo with the tooth bracelet but then since we didn't see him for a longass time, I'd briefly wonder about what he was doing but not dwell on it
okay at least the cop picked up the phone before getting knocked out so that the other cop heard the commotion
lol the landlady really got pissed off about the pervert first fucking with the thug and now the cop when they're in her jail cell
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This is the funniest screenshot of all time: all those knives and the one she will choose is blurred
damn we really had Mun jo kill the landlady
and the surviving twin is no more
what's Munjo's end goal here exactly
oh Munjo still wants Jongwoo to join him? Or is he just lying
I can't see their fight properly in the dark
"the human instinct to gnaw on the weak and enjoy as the weak suffer" - k ig that's Munjo's motivation or lack thereof
After reveal: so that's what the dentist meant when he said "you enjoyed seeing the people from the studio die" bc I was like the victims?? but no Jongwoo killed the murderers
"Of course, jagi you are the best masterpiece I've ever created" because Jongwoo promises him a most painful death just before he kills him. Though what does he mean by now jagi and I will be together forever... girl is he gonna haunt him or will they run away together
oh actually these detectives needa die I'm not satisfied until this man apologizes to the cop and she stomps on their heads
oh framing?????? or what like what's going on why is the gangster saying it's Jongwoo. oh i see nevermind he's saying the others tried to murder him
hmm what are they investigating right now, why is the detective saying that the landlady killing the pervert is odd? Also they keep kinda slightly bringing up the vacation rental family being murdered probably by the Eden Studio murder gang but why now... did we even hear about it before
ohhh so is it like what we saw with Mun jo killing the lady and the lady killing the pervert not true? An amateur like Jong Woo did it?
brooo okay yknow I thought the thing with the dentist calling the twin stupid was so Jongwoo-lite, turns out it was Jongwoo
hmmm okay so idk I guesssss Jongwoo did kill the dentist, him and the cop seeing him around is just hallucinations and paranoia (including when he was alive and well and touching his adam's apple after all the murders bc Ji Eun saw that there was nobody else there), but Jongwoo now knows what it's like to kill someone and the "honey and i will be together forever" comment is meant to signify that Jongwoo is the dentist's masterpiece and the glitch at the end
Also, what happened to Jongwoo's friend - just an unmentioned casualty?
Here's why I think Moonjo is dead:
I think Jongwoo did kill Moonjo and afterwards came back to his room and had hallucinations with repeating sentences from their last conversation. The girlfriend saw nobody there and Jongwoo has previously had hallucinations in the mirror about the boss hyung's death like "It wasn't me!" Additionally, the scene was just his last words from the death scene + Adam's apple grab as seen before, so it was like Jongwoo's knowledge of what Moonjo would say or do, not really Moonjo
Everybody accepts that Moonjo is dead, so I'll assume they found the body tbh
I'll assume Jongwoo was hallucinating him after they got out of the building and I'll assume the cop was as well because she saw him in a crowded elevator and I feel like he would've been recognized since they family's been in the news now
There is a sense of "somebody's watching" the cop as she gets in the car at the end but to me, it's once again a manifestation of the cop's paranoia because we also get to see as if someone's watching from the backseat of her car and she turns back to find nobody there.
It's just more satisfying and scarier to me to assume that Moonjo's dead but he lives on in Jongwoo's personality and also Jongwoo and the cop's paranoia - he's haunting them and that's how Moonjo and Jongwoo will be together forever. He's a terror that is gone now but he's irrevocably tainted others, and made Jongwoo his masterpiece and final work of creation.
Overall Thoughts:
I'm not as blown away or enraptured by the ending as everybody else seems to be but I thought it was good and expected. The whole descent of Jongwoo was interesting to see, as well as how his environment and people around him made him who he is and what he had in him from previous experiences and by nature.
The acting and cinematography/atmosphere were good. I liked the hallucinations/dreams (I loved it when I couldn't tell whether he really was breaking the keyboard until the CCTV showed it or whether he was beating up the supervisor until the others came in bc he had violent imagined scenarios so often) and I'm glad it was just 10 eps.
I do like to think Moonjo's obsession was tinted with gayness but the cursory glance at tiktok/twitter shipper posts isn't giving me what I want - it's too ironically cutesy but I like that Moonjo is darkly obsessed and Jongwoo hates it so bad. I've been obsessed with going through people's archives for the strangers from hell tag and reblogging them though lol
I like that he's dead but still alive through Jongwoo; that even if he was killed, he still won.
Rating: 7.5/10
Tiktoks:
Moonjo couldn't have done it w/o me
Immortal He, Return to me - mostly for the comments who get that he's physically dead but lives on through Jongwoo
Moonjo/Jongwoo except it's accurate dynamics where Moonjo is all up in his space and Jongwoo wants to escape
Moonjo vs Jongwoo like cannibal/doesn't like human meat, encourages him to kill people/kills people, etc (jwdscore)
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multitrackdrifting · 2 years
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The thing that I value most that I took away from leaving tumblr for a really long time is unlearning the toxic dynamics that people encourage on here. There's genuinely no need to assume the worst and routinely reward people for lashing out with bad faith interpretations of things people say which only make sense if you take the post and add like ten words that clearly aren't there or implied to mean some other thing. There's no need to assume the worst out of someone cause they only reblog funny cat pictures or something. It's like if you elevated to your every worry to "nah this is definitely the case" and it's like, okay, what the hell do you get out of living like that.
The worst thing about this place, bar NOTHING is how poorly a lot of OG massive blogs handle beef. Nobody can just hate each other for no reason, naw they give me bad vibes so they're clearly a bad person. Like okay man, when you graduate High School you are welcome to try again. It's what motivated me to delete all those years ago, just watching some 30k user and their horde of followers dogpile because *checks notes* they cannot coexist even though neither party is inherently problematic. They just don't get along which is fine?
I know that everyone has a tendency to defend their platform of choice or whatever, but I don't, I've always thought that was weird about tumblr. It's like having a gun to your back over the most asinine shit and it's like alright man, for all the good things about this site, this pressure that exists because of how anti-social a lot of the dynamics are on this place really makes it that much scarier to use because it just takes one unreasonable person dogpiling the shit outta you with non-problems they have with you instead of just blocking you and using xkit to never see their posts or something else that a reasonable person would do.
It might be ugly to hear but I was literally raised on this website (i was 14 btw! im 26!!), but it was because I didn't fully conform to the weird standards of conflict resolution that I don't burn hella bridges and can resolve conflict at work or with friends. If I followed how this site operated on these matters I'd be alone because my convictions would be misplaced and my view of other humans would be so damn cynical
Life is hard, why make it harder by having nonsensical standards that nobody could possibly live up to, not even yourself. Even if someone is marginally ignorant, just block them and call it a day, I have to deal with people who are always growing a lot in real life especially with coworkers and rl friends, so I guess my tolerance level is different and everyone draws the line differently. But with people you call friends there's not a lot a conversation can't change, don't have to go about it with shit like a callout or exerting an extreme amount of pressure on people. It's weird!
I'm glad the internet popularized the phrase "Touch grass" cause tbh that basically sums up how I feel about those kinds of bloggers. I don't know how you can have such a cynical view of other people that have given you no reason to think that about them.
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hello ! i'm new to your blog and truly love your writing and characters ! I'm only on the one-shots prior to the Ouija Board Arc, so I don't know if this question has been answered (i'm so sorry if it is or if this is dumb!) but I was wondering why Shayne devours demons when it hurts him so much, and why Madeline is so insistent on specifically him doing it when he's human. How does devouring demons banish them exactly? I'm very curious about the process! Again, I'm sorry if this has been answered or if it doesn't make sense. Thank you for reading!
CW: supernatural / horror stuff ahead!
Hi there!!
Not dumb! Maybe it's not too clear when you're reading through the story chronologically, and that's very important for me to know, so thank you for bringing it up.
Shayne is actually just half human.
His mother, while embodying what typically passed as a human form, was a demon-eater, who was basically a living portal to the realm demons come from. She could devour a demon in one go and the demon's soul would evaporate and "cross over" to their own realm. Or it'd be "banished", if you prefer that word.
Shayne can do this, too, but it's much more of a process. And it takes a harsh toll on his body while it's happening.
Having known Dahlia for much of her life, and seeing her in action many times, Madelyn believes Shayne has the potential to be just as strong/efficient as his mother was. She thinks she can push him to evolve, in a way. Oh, and he's the only one who can get rid of demons, which is why she makes him "specifically" do it. There's nobody else lol
Side note, which I'm not sure I ever expanded upon: Madelyn holds some very rigid beliefs about the order of things in nature (vamps - specifically Elder Vampires like her - being at the top, of course), and basically sees demons as invaders of "her" realm. Which is another reason she's so insistent to see Shayne up his devouring game.
He hates it.
But thanks to almost a decade under Madelyn's watch, he's convinced it's the only thing he can do to justify his existence. If he's not devouring (i.e. cleaning up the world), then he's just taking up space that he doesn't deserve.
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Sentence Starters
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Horror/Thriller Type
“I should kill you. Give me one reason not to.”
“You should really close your blinds at night. I have gotten used to watching you sleep.”
“Why are you covered in blood?”
“How am I supposed to believe you are innocent when you are holding the murder weapon?”
“Call the police, there is somebody in the house.”
“This isn’t my blood.”
“You can run, but I will still find you.”
“What if he/she finds us?”
“Nobody can find out what we did.”
“Stay away, I have a gun.”
“I feel like we are stuck in a horror film.”
“He said he would kill me if I told you.”
“I think we are being followed.”
“Help! I’ve been shot!”
“We are stuck in the middle of nowhere. I am not getting out of the car.”
Relationship/Flirty Type
“Do you regret being together?”
“You only want to be with me because you are afraid of being alone.”
“We don’t know each other, but I need to make my ex jealous. Can you kiss me?”
“He/she doesn’t make you happy, but I can if you let me.”
“If you want to run away together, I will go pack my bags right now.”
“It’s quite annoying. I think about you all the time.”
“Wait, you think I’m cute?”
“I gave you everything, but that still wasn’t enough.”
“I can’t keep my eyes off of you.”
“Nobody has ever treated me the way you do.”
“Does that pickup line usually work?”
“This started out as a fling, but I think I’ve fallen for you.”
“We are having a baby.”
“I will always love you, but I shouldn’t.”
“We are divorced. You no longer get a say in how I live my life.”
“I can be your plus one.”
“We broke up for a reason.”
Family Type
“We may be family, but that doesn’t mean I have to like you”
“I think we might be related.”
“I never wanted to be related to you.”
“You are blood. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”
“Do you ever get homesick?”
“Mom/Dad always picked you over me.”
“I don’t have a family, they all turned their backs on me.”
“Just because we are family, doesn’t mean you get to treat me like garbage.”
“I have always wanted a family.”
Friendly Type
“I don’t like people, but you came into my life and ended up being my friend.”
“What did I do to deserve a friend like you?”
“I know you aren’t asking for one, but I will gladly be your friend.”
“I missed you when we weren’t talking.”
“I’ve known you since we were in diapers.”
“Stop, friends don’t lie to each other.”
“You always convince me to do the weirdest things.”
“Did you forget that we are related?”
“Nothing you do will stop me from being your friend.”
“Just tell me the truth, we are friends.”
“I thought we were friends.”
“Soulmates don’t have to be romantic.”
“Don’t worry, I'm staying right here.”
“Friends don’t let friends suffer alone.”
Acquaintance/Random Type
“Dude, I don’t even know you. I don’t owe you anything.”
“I am new to the neighborhood, is there anything I should know about our neighbors?”
“Wait, I don’t even know your name.”
“You dropped your phone.”
“I think you grabbed my drink by accident.”
“Have we met before?”
“Sorry, I thought you were somebody else.”
“I think we are going to be stuck in this line for a long time.”
“Do you need help?”
“I think you are sitting in my seat.”
“I know you are new, let me show you around?”
Enemy/Frenemy Type
“You have one of those faces that just needs to be punched.”
“There was a time we were friends, but that seems like a whole lifetime ago.”
“We may work together, but that doesn’t make us friends.”
“Do you not realize that I don’t like you?”
“He/She may have picked you, but you’ll be in my shoes soon enough.”
“I don’t want you here.”
“Those are mine, not yours!”
“I am done keeping your secrets.”
“I’m not here by choice.”
“Stop trying to copy my life.”
“I am not afraid to ruin your life.”
“I would be okay if I never saw you again.”
“You can stop trying to be my friend, I don’t like you.”
Lyrics-Based
“Leave me at the altar, knowing all the things you just escaped.”
“Though he’s gone and you are wonderful, it’s hard to move on.”
“You just stand there, I could say so much.”
“Misery’s the moment when I lost you.”
“You only know what I want you to.”
“You think your dreams are the same as mine.”
“For months on end, I’ve had my doubts.”
“Now that I have found someone I am feeling more alone.”
“You want your independence, but you won’t let me let you go.”
“I’m sorry if I seem uninterested.”
“There’s trouble ahead, I can feel it.”
“Every step you take, I'll be watching you.”
“Tell me it gets easier.”
Various
“When I am around you I feel like I'm finally home.”
“It’s best if we all keep this quiet.”
“Gross, can you smell that?”
“I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
“Your house is on fire!”
“You aren’t alone, you never were.”
“Why are we both in this picture?”
“I am not going to just stand here and watch you kill yourself.”
“This isn’t what it looks like.”
“I need a drink that will knock me down to the floor.”
“ Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“Did we just witness a crime?”
“It’s my fault, isn’t it?”
“I can’t remember anything about last night.”
“This isn’t going to end well.”
“Do you mind if I stay here tonight?”
“What are you listening to?”
“We are alone now, what did you want to tell me?”
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Hi! I looove your posts! Thank you so much for sharing your writing!
I was wondering… could you maybe write about the Four Lords with a shy S/O that gets bold and defensive when someone insults the lords? or calls them names? And the Lord’s reaction to the S/O acting different? Dk if im explaining myself >.<
Again! Love your work! Have a great day!
We stan protective partners on this blog!!
Warnings: uh...insults? They're pretty over the top😅 Also swearing.
Alcina Dimitrescu
Honestly, Alcina is more than able to defend herself.
She's got a tongue like a viper, and the thickest skin imaginable. If you really want to hurt her feelings, you have to be someone whom she already respects to a certain degree, or she won't even be phased.
Still, when she leaves a room, there's always some idiot that thinks it's a smart idea to talk shit.
Maybe it's a maid, maybe it's a guest in the Castle, but either way you're not having it.
"God, you're annoying." There was a pause before they opened their mouth again, and you rolled your eyes. "No please, by all means, continue to share your lack of taste with the rest of us."
You disassemble this dumbass, starting small with comments about their personality (trying to keep it classy), but escalating the more they choose to double down on the comments.
Alcina comes back into the room to find you practically screaming at this asshole.
"Look, all you have accomplished here today is revealing that you are a fundamental disappointment on every possible level. My life is worse now that I've heard you open your mouth, you disrespectful, shit licking worm fucker."
Alcina is stunned. You do not give off "aggressive guard dog" vibes at all, yet here you are defending her tooth and nail. While she had seen brief moments of your inner strength and protective streak (mostly towards her daughters) she just...never thought you would do the same for her.
It's not because she doesn't trust you or love you! But nobody has ever done something like this for her before? Ever? She's never had anyone try to protect her--not physically, and not even verbally. She's been so independent for so long that it's... Strange to see you support her so openly.
She doesn't need you to do this for her, she doesn't even expect it, but you do it anyway for no other reason than the fact that you love her. You want people to give her the respect she deserves.
I'm going to be real here: Alcina has never been closer to swooning before in her life. You're overcoming your shyness because you believe in her so much-- it's not a gesture meant to be romantic, but Alcina can't help but see this as a massive statement of your commitment to her.
Seriously. This is such a massive thing for her that if proposals weren't already on her mind, she is mentally picking out a ring for you the minute this happens.
Then, of course, she glides into the room, kisses you until you're breathless and babbling, and smirks at the unfortunate peon who thought they could get away with insulting House Dimitrescu.
She's in such a good mood that she's considering going easy on the idiot. Maybe removing their tongue would be enough of a warning?
Donna Dimitrescu
You don't really know how it's possible but apparently some people don't like Donna Beneviento? Some people think she's scary and unpleasant????
Wild. Can't imagine what that's like.
The two of you are honestly the sweetest, most toothrottingly adorable couple-- blushing when you hold each other's hands, sneaking glances at each other across rooms, giving each other kisses and forgetting whatever was on your mind...
Honestly, anybody who's critical of your relationship with your girlfriend is just a hater. Fuckers can pound sand😤
Still, you are pretty shy, so it takes a lot for you to defend yourself if someone comments about you. It can take a lot of courage to stand up against rude remarks, and sometimes it's easier to walk away.
Defending Donna, on the other hand?
The minute someone even thinks about dismissing her, you are ready to throw hands.
"My lovely girlfriend already said no, meaning you're either deaf or too stupid to pick up on simple social cues," you purse your lips and give the rude and pushy Villager a patronizing once over. "You and your opinion are equally useless. Get the fuck away from us."
Donna blinks.
She... Was not expecting this??? At all?? You're so nice! You always tell her about your attempts to avoid confrontation! What's going on??? How did you get the guts to say what she's always wanted to say?
Meanwhile, Angie is LIVING.
The little doll chimes in to assist you with the verbal homicide, working as a tag team to absolutely murder this moron. She's half partner, half hype man, and is so excited to do this with you. Normally, she has to protect Donna all by herself, but she's relieved and reassured that you stepped in first.
'USELESS IS TOO NICE, THOUGH! THAT IMPLIES THEY AREN'T A POINTLESS, RANCID, LONELY FREAK. THEY LOOK LIKE THEY CRY WHEN THEY MASTURBATE.'
You high five Angie, still glaring daggers at the unfortunate villager.
The two of you continue to ream into the villager, while Donna hovers nearby.
As surprised as she is, she's also grateful. She's only really ever had Angie to help shield her from insults and disrespect (and occasionally inducing horrifying hallucinations that make people claw off their own skin), but having you in her corner makes her feel safe.
Not to get totally sappy, but you're like her knight in shining armor in a lot of ways. And the fact you two are so similar is really motivating-- She wants to one day be confident enough to return the favor. Until then, she's happy to watch her two favorite people have fun insulting some stranger ❤️
Salvatore Moreau
With you being so shy, Salvatore is surprised how often he takes the lead in your relationship.
He's not normally all that outgoing, but you seem to bring out a side of him that's very protective. Whenever you have a bad day he wants to bundle you up and keep you safe from the world.
If he so much as holds your hand you start stuttering and avert your gaze. It creates a feedback loop where you both get flustered, but Moreau has never felt steadier. Despite your shyness, you make sure he knows how much you love him.
You're sweet as pie and twice as kind--Salvatore is the luckiest man in the world, nobody can convince him otherwise 💕💕
So it comes as a total shock that when a passing fisherman spits in your path and calls him a freak, your entire demeanor does a 180.
Your posture straightens and you look the villager dead in the eye, "I don't believe anyone asked your opinion."
Salvatore: 😳
This is not the time, and he totally knows it, but, uh, something about your tone??? Really does it for him???
While he's attempting to process why exactly he's starting to short circuit, you proceed to verbally shred this person to bits with clinical efficiency-- nothing is off limits.
They might try to defend themselves, but it's useless. You do not let up.
"Ugly? Monster? Bitch your teeth are throwing gang signs, don't throw stones from your shining glass house."
You insult their appearance, what they're holding, their smell-- you get so fucking mean that you might even make them cry.
Moreau is just lost right now, trying hard to figure out how exactly you were able to gain all of this confidence so quickly.
He's not upset! In fact he's very flattered! But, he also doesn't want you to get into a fight with some unimportant stranger. (After all, if they so much as throw a punch, they're straight up dead. Moreau is a patient man, but he's not that patient. You do not hurt his partner and live to tell the tale.)
He may a healer but...
Eventually he steps between you and the fisherman in an attempt to deescalate the situation, but you just kiss him on the cheek and step around him, determined to make your point.
Blushing hard, Moreau lets you do what you want. What can he say? Fish man likes himself a protective partner 💞
Karl Heisenberg
Magnet Man is not the most social guy to begin with, so any opportunities you have to stick up for him are already pretty slim.
He mostly knows you as the shy, sweet, easily flustered partner that lets out a cute squeak every time he sneaks up to hug you from behind.
Karl's honestly happy just to spend time with you all alone in the Factory. It's not the best or healthiest mindset, but he'd be perfectly content to only ever see you for the rest of his life. Spending time with anybody else feels like a boring waste in comparison.
But occasionally, you do head out into town with him. Heisenberg wants you to be safe so he doesn't do it often, but running errands with you is a weakness of his. It's domestic in a way that he's never experienced before.
He likes it ❤️
What he does not like is the shopkeeper starting to give their opinions on the quality of your relationship with him.
Most insults Karl will let slide because he doesn't particularly care. However if anyone makes a comment on how scared (shy) you look around him, how you must be being threatened into being with him, how poorly Lord Heisenberg is treating you...he won't stand for it.
But before his fingers can even twitch towards his hammer, you snap.
"You're clearly the blindest cocksucker I've ever met--so wipe the cum out of eyes and mind your own fucking business."
Karl does a double take.
He's heard you curse before, but quietly. The words coming out of your mouth are WILD right now, he has NEVER seen you so angry. You're defending him with the aggression of a wild animal, and it's simultaneously HILARIOUS, but for some reason he's also getting a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest?
He doesn't need you to protect him like this, but seeing you blatantly argue how much you love and cherish him in public reassures him in a way he didn't know he needed.
Still, hearing you call the shopkeeper "shit for brains" is the funniest thing that's happened in years.
Heisenberg starts laughing, and the more you shout at the idiot, the harder he laughs. Is it weird how hard he wants to kiss you right now?
Eventually, he just has to drag you away, cackling as you continue to shout insults at the unfortunate shopkeep. There's got to be an alley around here for some good old fashioned privacy 💕
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Pardon My French
pairing: wolfstar (sirius x remus)
genre: fluff
warnings: none
words: 3556
note: thank you to @ probably_wizardingworld_artist on instagram for helping me translate things into french. also i got some of the lines that sirius says from this website https://www.fluentu.com/blog/french/french-pick-up-lines/
a/n: if you dont speak french (like me) dont look up a translation! everything will be clear by the end of the fic and its more fun if you find out along with remus. i mean, i cant really stop you if you want to translate the sentences but thats just my advice :)
Remus was sitting in the library, a French to English dictionary open on his lap, sighing in frustration as he flipped through the pages. For the past couple of weeks, Sirius had taken to murmuring things in French under his breath and it drove Remus crazy that he didn’t know what they meant. He had asked Sirius on several occasions but Sirius always refused to tell him. But the fact that he didn’t understand the words wasn’t the only reason it drove him crazy when Sirius spoke French. It’s not Remus’ fault that Sirius sounds really hot when his lips curve around the words in “the language of love”.
Remus tries not to think about it but it’s becoming increasingly more difficult because every time they’re alone together Sirius seems to find something to say in French (if only to piss Remus off).
The last time Sirius had said something in French to him had been last weekend. It was the first sunny weekend since the winter and Marlene had suggested that they all go down to the lake for a swim.
Remus’ brain could barely form a single coherent thought from the moment Sirius took off his shirt; he was too busy trying not to stare. He remembered jumping into the lake and trying to get warm by swimming to the far side, away from all his friends. Sirius had followed him to make sure he was okay.
“I’m fine,” he had said, smiling slightly at Sirius. “Just cold.”
“Oh okay,” Sirius said, looking relieved. He had glanced back at their friends before whispering, “On devrait t’arrêter pour excès de beauté sur la voie publique” and submerging his head in the water and swimming back to James, Peter, Lily, Marlene, Dorcas, Mary and Alice. Remus had felt a shiver down his spine that had nothing to do with the cold.
Then there was the time that Sirius had skipped Quidditch practice to visit Remus in the hospital wing after a particularly bad full moon. James, being the captain, had been able to delay the practice so that he and Peter could come to visit as well but they had to practice for the game the following day. James had to be at the practice because he was the captain and Peter had to be there because they didn’t have another Keeper to fill in. But James had given Sirius permission to stay with Remus (which showed just how terrible he felt that he couldn’t stay as well). They watched a bit of the practice from the hospital wing but Remus was getting frustrated, having to stay in a hospital bed for so long. So, after clearing it with Madam Pomfrey, Sirius helped Remus climb all the way to the Astronomy Tower. They sat up there watching the sunset when Sirius said, “Il y a tellement de soleil dans tes yeux que je bronze quand tu me regardes.”
“Ugh, do you make it your life goal to patronize me?” Remus had said.
“Of course, Moony, what else would I live for?”
“Are you ever going to stop doing that?” he asked.
“Probably not,” Sirius had replied, grinning at him. “It’s too much fun.”
“Why do you even bother?” Remus said. “You know I don’t understand a single word of what you’re saying. Why don’t you go talk to someone who speaks French?”
“Because then they’d know what I was saying,” Sirius replied simply. He had refused to answer any more of his questions.
Remus had needed to spend that night in the hospital wing again. All night, Sirius’ voice rang through his head but every time he tried to make something coherent of it, actually words or letters or even sounds, he couldn’t. He could never remember what Sirius had said long enough to actually look it up or ask anyone.
But lately, Remus had noticed that Sirius had been repeating the same sentence in French practically every day. He recognises the sound of the words in Sirius’ mouth.
So today, Remus waited until he was alone with Sirius, waited for Sirius to say what Remus knew he would. And when he did Remus repeated the words in his head a million times until he remembered them. And now Remus was in the library and looking up the words in a dictionary. 
He knew that he could’ve gone to Lily and asked her to translate it for him but he didn’t want to. He knows it’s stupid but he feels like this is something that Sirius is saying to him and only to him. Remus had never heard Sirius whisper in French to anyone else. And as much as Remus pretended to be annoyed by it, he actually liked that he had this with Sirius. He liked that they had something that was just their own. And even though it was probably nothing, he didn’t want to share it with Lily right now.
Chaque jour je tombe plus amoureux de toi. That was the sentence. Remus looked up each word individually and came to the conclusion that he must have heard wrong or maybe the words were spelt differently to how they were pronounced. Because there was no way in hell that Sirius had said these words to him. It was impossible. Right? Remus didn’t know. And he knew that the only way he could be sure was by asking Lily. He had asked Sirius a million times to no avail. And he needs to know what Sirius has been saying to him, especially now that there’s a chance… No, Remus tells himself, you just translated wrong. Don’t get your hopes up. So Remus gives in. He’d rather ask Lily and find out what Sirius has been saying to him every day for the last month than keep this to himself without even understanding it.
“Hey Lily,” he started, getting her attention. Remus had waited until the two of them were alone, just in case he had translated right. Which he hadn’t. He knows he translated it wrong. But he’d still rather nobody knew about it. “What does ‘chaque jour je tombe plus amoureux de toi’ mean?” He fumbled across the words a bit, hearing how terrible his pronunciation was. Lily looked at him, her eyebrows raised.
“Where on earth did you hear that sentence?” she asked.
“I read it somewhere,” Remus lied easily. “So what does it mean?”
“It means ‘every day, I fall more in love with you.’” Remus’ jaw dropped open. “Remus, who told you they’re in love with you?”
“What? Nobody! What makes you think someone said that to me?”
“You said that you read that sentence somewhere but if you had read it, you would have no idea how to pronounce it. Besides the look on your face when I told you what it means is more than enough. So who was it?”
“None of your business,” he said. “But y–you’re kidding, right? That’s not actually what it means. Right?”
“No, I’m not kidding, Rem. That’s what it means,” she replied, laughing at the look on his face. “Come on, tell me who it was.”
“No fucking way,” Remus said. “Besides, they’re probably joking. I mean… no, they’re definitely joking.” Lily shrugged.
“Just ask them,” she said. “And then you have to tell me who your secret admirer is.” She poked him in the side.
“Stooooop,” he said, jumping away from her and laughing against his will. “I’m going.” He got up and started walking away.
“Have fun with your mystery lover,” she called after him without looking back. Remus rolled his eyes but his mind was racing. So apparently he hadn’t been wrong. That was what Sirius had said to him. What does this even mean? He’s teasing you, said a voice in his head, like always. Sirius doesn’t love you. Not like that. But he said he does. Don’t be stupid. Sirius isn’t in love with you. He’s joking. Like always.
The next time Sirius said it, they were in the Room of Requirement. Sirius had ambushed Remus in the middle of his prefect rounds with Lily levitating a cardboard box in midair. Typical. He had practically given Remus a heart attack by interrupting his conversation with Lily, leaving Remus to wonder just how much of the conversation he had overheard.
“So have you talked to your mystery French lover yet?” Lily had teased. Remus groaned.
“No, I haven’t,” he said. “And I probably won’t.”
“Why not?” Lily demanded. “They’re being very romantic, Remus, you should at least appreciate their effort.”
“I’d appreciate it more if they’d just tell me what the fuck they want instead of sending me coded messages that they know I don’t understand,” Remus grumbled.
“Moonyyyyy,” Sirius said, coming up from behind him. Remus jumped, turning around, heart racing in his chest.
“Sirius? What are you doing here?” he asked. “You know it’s after hours, right?” Sirius snorted.
“Yes, Remus, I am fully aware of the fact that I’m breaking a school rule,” he said, smirking.
“Are you aware that technically Remus and I have to turn you in?” Lily said.
“Ah, but do you really plan on doing that, Evans?” Sirius asked.
“That depends,” she replied. “Why are you here?”
“Right,” Sirius remembered, then he turned to Remus. “James forgot to put this box with the rest of the stuff for tomorrow so I said I’d take it. And you’re coming with me.”
“Remind me why again?” Remus said.
“Moony, come on, don’t make me go alone. I’ll be lonely,” Sirius pouted.
“You are insufferable, did you know that?”
“And yet, you’ve tolerated me for 6 years now.”
“Yeah, the keyword there is ‘tolerated’,” Remus said, rolling his eyes. “Lils…” he started, turning to her.
“Nope,” she said before he could even ask. “No way. You are not leaving me to do these rounds alone because then I’ll die of boredom. So unless you want me to tell McGonagall that your planning something for tomorrow, you’re going to finish this floor with me and then I’ll go back to the common room and you can do whatever the fuck you want.”
“Evans…” Sirius pouted.
“Nope, that’s non-negotiable, Black. Also, do I want to ask?” She gestured to the hovering box.
“The less you know, the better,” he said. “Although, I would avoid the classrooms near the dungeons tomorrow if I were you.” She nodded and Remus thought he saw her smile slightly for a second.
“You go on, I’ll catch up,” he said to Sirius, knowing that Lily’s mind would not be changed. He couldn’t blame her. He wouldn’t have let her leave him to finish this chore alone either. She was right, it was painstakingly boring. Which is why he would much rather be with Sirius. But it was only fair that he finished tonight’s rounds with her; she did cover for him around the full moon, after all.
Sirius pouted but knew better than to argue and turned to go to the Room of Requirement. Remus watched him and he disappeared up a flight of stairs. Only then did he notice Lily was smirking at him.
“What?” he asked, sounding a bit defensive.
“So Sirius is your secret French admirer?” she said.
“W–What?” he spluttered. “What makes you think that?”
“Well, for one, the look on your face when he showed up right behind us while we were talking about your mystery lover,” Lily said. “It was the look people make when you’ve just been talking about someone and then they show up and you’re worried that they may have overheard you.”
“That… is a very specific look,” Remus said, avoiding the question she was asking.
“Then you smiled at him when you called him insufferable,” she said.
“So?”
“So it was one of those I’m-smiling-at-you-while-I’m-teasing-you-cause-I’m-secretly-in-love-with-you smiles.”
“Again, that's a very specific expression,” he said.
“Look, I know you like him, so will you just admit it already?”
“Why? What good would that information do you? It’s for me to worry about and for Sirius to never discover, ever.”
“Remus, you’re kidding, right?” she said. “Sirius literally told you that he loves you, in French no less.”
“Exactly, Lily. In French. If he actually meant it, why would he say it in a language that he knows I don’t understand? He just knew that I would look it up and he wanted to make some joke.”
“I really don’t think so, Remus,” Lily said, shaking her head. “I think he really loves you.”
“He doesn’t,” Remus said. “He can’t. Not like that.”
“Remus, do you love him?” she asked. Remus closed his eyes.
“Yeah,” he said quietly. “I love him.”
“So why are you doing this to yourself? Just ask him what he meant when he said it. You don’t even have to tell him anything, just ask him what he meant.”
“But… what if he says it was a joke?”
“First of all, I don’t think he will,” Lily said. “But if he does, that’s what you’re expecting, isn’t it? It won’t be a surprise or anything.”
“I know, I know, I just…” Remus sighed and looked away from her. “I don’t think I’m ready to hear him say it. To be properly rejected.”
“Oh, Rem,” she said. They had reached the end of the corridor and Lily stopped to hug him. “Obviously I’m not going to make you do anything. You know what I think. Go find Sirius now, he’ll be waiting for you. Do what you think is right.”
“Yeah,” Remus said, hugging her back. “Yeah, okay.” So Lily went in the direction of the common room and Remus went to the Room of Requirement.
He found Sirius sitting with his back against the wall, the box beside him.
“You’re an idiot,” Remus told him, trying to put the conversation with Lily out of his mind. “You’re practically begging to get caught.” Sirius shrugged.
“I was waiting for you,” he said. “Come on, let’s go in.” They paced back and forth in front of the wall three times. We need a place to hide our things, Remus thought. A door appeared and Sirius opened it, leading the box in with his wand. They had been here before to hide loads of things. The room was pretty cluttered from years of students dumping their things in it but they knew where exactly to hide the box so that they’d be able to find it tomorrow when they needed it. Remus followed Sirius through aisles upon aisles of junk, looking at all the broken, discarded things people threw in here.
They found the corner where they’d left everything else and Sirius added the box to the rest of the pile.
“Are we done here?” Remus asked.
“Yep, we can leave now,” Sirius said. They had started walking back towards the door when Remus heard Sirius say it from behind him.
“Chaque jour je tombe plus amoureux de toi.” Remus turns to him and stops him in his tracks.
“Pads, why do you keep saying that? Who are you talking to?”
“Remus, you are aware that you’re the only one here right? I’m talking to you.”
“Then why… why are you—?”
“I know, I know, you don’t understand French,” Sirius says. “That’s why it's fun. It’s amusing to know something that you don’t, for once.”
“Sirius… I know what that sentence means,” Remus says quietly. Sirius’ neck snaps up.
“What?”
“I know what that sentence means,” Remus repeats.
“No, you don’t,” Sirius says, shaking his head.
“Yeah, I do. I asked Lily after the last time you said it. She translated for me.”
“Fuck, I didn’t know Lily could speak French,” Sirius says, rubbing a hand over his face. “So… so this whole time you’ve known what I’m saying? So you know that I… you know that I… oh god, Remus I’m sorry. I didn’t mean… I didn’t want to… I was just…” Sirius starts to back away, shaking his head and looking anywhere but at Remus. Remus reaches out and grabs his hand.
“Don’t go,” Remus says. “Sirius. Is it a joke? Are you making a joke? Actually, no, don’t tell me. Cause if it’s a joke I’d rather you bury me under all the crap in this room and spare me the pain.”
“What?”
“It’s not a joke, is it?” Remus asked, a pleading look in his eyes.
“No,” Sirius said, softly. “It’s not a joke. I’m sorry, Remus, I didn’t mean to—”
“Shh,” Remus said, pressing a finger to Sirius’ lips. “Sirius,” Remus tucked Sirius’ hair behind his ear. Remus was vaguely aware of Sirius stepping towards him, towards his touch. “I love you, too.” Sirius gapes at him
“Really?” he whispers.
“Yeah,” Remus says. He’s still holding Sirius’ hand. He pulls Sirius closer and lets his other hand graze Sirius’ cheek.
“Puis-je t'embrasser?” Sirius whispers.
“Pads, I… I don’t know what that means.” Sirius lets out a small laugh and looks down at the floor. Then he looks back up at Remus, his grey eyes glistening in the last sliver of sunlight. He’s biting his lip.
“Can I kiss you?”
“Please,” Remus says, without thinking. He feels the blush blooming on his cheeks but Sirius is already kissing him, rising on his tip-toes to make his lips reach Remus’. Remus feels electric currents dancing around his body, unable to contain the excitement. He’s kissing Sirius. Sirius is kissing him back. Sirius loves him. Sirius loves him in the same way that he loves Sirius. Sirius is snaking his hands around Remus’ waist pulling him closer. Sirius’ hair is soft, tangled between his fingers. Sirius is here, in his arms, and it’s everything Remus has been wanting and more.
“Wait, so now can you tell me everything you’ve been saying in French the whole time?” They’re sitting in the same large armchair, hands still linked together, legs tucked against their chests, knees and thighs and hips pressed together. Remus is very aware of every point where his skin is making contact with Sirius’. He’s counting them.
They found the armchair in the Room of Requirement; it’s unclear to them whether the chair is something that’s been dumped in the room by somebody else or if the room conjured it up because they were looking for it. 
Neither one of them wants to go back to the common room yet. Remus doesn’t want to see Lily’s smirk and to have to admit she was right at the moment. He’ll do that tomorrow. Right now, all he wants is to be with Sirius. To press little kisses to his nose, his cheeks, his jaw, his lips just because he can.
“Oh god,” Sirius says, burying his face in between Remus’ shoulder and the back of the armchair. “It’s like you want me to embarrass myself.”
“This surprises you?” Remus kisses the corner of his mouth. Then his jaw. Then his neck. Just because he can. “Please.”
“Ah fine,” Sirius gives in. “Um, what do you want to know?”
“What did you say that day at the lake?” Remus asks.
“Oh that. I said, ‘on devrait t’arrêter pour excès de beauté sur la voie publique’. It means uh… ugh, you’re going to laugh at me for this. It means ‘you should be arrested for excessive beauty in public’,” Sirius said, blushing. Remus rolled his eyes but he felt his cheeks heat too. He smiles a little.
“What about that day on the Astronomy Tower?” he continues.
“Ugh,” Sirius buries his face in his hands. “You’re trying to kill me. I said, ‘il y a tellement de soleil dans tes yeux que je bronze quand tu me regardes’. Which means, uh… ‘there’s so much sun in your eyes that I get a tan when you look at me.’”
“You’re quite the poet, aren’t you?” Remus smiles. “And what about tonight?”
“I thought you said you knew what that meant,” Sirius says. “Or were you bluffing the whole time?”
“No, I know what it means,” Remus says. “I just want to hear you say it. In English this time, please.”
“So demanding,” Sirius teases. “I’ve said it in French a million times already and you want me to say it in English? What difference does it make?”
“Well, none to you, you speak both languages.”
“Oh, alright,” Sirius says. It’s the first time Remus has seen his face really go red. He decides he likes it. “Every day I fall more in love with you.” Remus can’t hide his smile, nor does he want to, as he leans in to kiss Sirius. He brushes his lips against Sirius’ timidly before connecting them, his hand caressing Sirius’ cheek. Remus loses count of the points of contact between him and Sirius as their bodies melt together and Remus worries that he’s about to wake up from a dream. But when he feels Sirius’ hand gently tracing the scars on his hand he knows that this is real, that Sirius can really love him. Sirius does love him.
People come to the Room of Requirement to throw things away, to hide things that they don’t want anybody else to know about, to leave things they never want to see again. But that night, Remus didn’t just leave something in the Room of Requirement. He found something, too.
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