#but there’s also instances where he will just talk nonstop

[daycourtofficial]

Everything is Not As it Seems part 2

Summary: You’ve been abducted, and the inner circle have to find you as quickly as possible.

Author’s note: part 2!! Part 2!! There will be a third part as well! This is a bit shorter - but I think it has a very natural cliffhanger.

(Part 1)

A month. You’ve been missing for a month. Azriel’s been working nonstop trying to catch just a hint of your existence, while also trying to be careful. He knows you’re in the Autumn Court, Eris would never keep you elsewhere. But unfortunately for them, they have to tread lightly on finding you. They can’t just go and stampede into the autumn court - they need to know where you are so they can have proof you were taken.

In the weeks since Feyre learned Eris is trying to marry you, no one has found out any more information. Feyre’s been able to glimpse back into your mind on occasion, but never when she can find any valuable information.

Feyre won’t tell the others, but she can tell there’s something else happening to you. She does learn more and more each time she visits your mind - for instance, you’re always wearing bracelets that distinctly resemble the chains Hybern uses to mask magical abilities. She assumes this is why no one else can enter your mind and why you can’t converse with her. Before the faebane blocked your abilities, you had left a teeny, tiny opening for Feyre, one that Feyre was incredibly grateful for.

Something about you seems a bit more docile than usual. You seem more accepting of things, not thinking too much of what’s being asked of you.

Even Lucien has started looking for you, furious with his family for harboring you.

“Okay,” Rhysand says, defeat all over his features, “has anyone figured anything out? Any leads? Any random scraps of ideas?”

Azriel doesn’t even show up to these meetings anymore, he’s not sure why he came today.

Elain timidly speaks up, “well,” she says, looking around the room at her downtrodded friends, “she was born in the Autumn Court, right?”

“Yes,” Lucien replies, “her family was very prominent, and they often traveled between courts, usually staying in one court to raise up a child there. That’s how my family got to know her so well - spent most of her first hundred years in Autumn.”

“What happened to her family’s home?” Elain asks timidly, knowing the delicate nature of these meetings.

An entire month with you gone has sent Azriel off the deep end, his agitation with questions and ideas he deems too stupid to pursue growing constantly. Last week he lounged at Cassian for suggesting they go talk to Beron directly.

Azriel looks up, making eye contact with Lucien, “I’m not sure,” the red-head replies, “I haven’t been to their estate in probably 200 years. Feyre - when you can see in her mind, can you tell anything about the property - how big it is, what rooms there are?”

Feyre thinks for a moment, “I’m not sure if she just doesn’t explore, but it seems quite small and contained, almost like a cottage. Her bedroom is brown, with an ornate fireplace. The only other places I see her are a cozy library and a kitchen.”

Elain looks down, feeling silly for getting everyone’s hopes up, but Lucien starts grabbing her arm, “so it isn’t her family estate she’s on,” he says, a grin growing.

Cassian looks at him, “oh look another place she isn’t!”

“For her one hundredth birthday my father bought her a cabin. I can’t believe I forgot about it!” Lucien’s excitement evident in his voice, “But that stupid fireplace! I visited her there and banged my head on it while trying to start a fire!”

Rhysand chimes in, “Lucien, describe this cabin. Everything you know about it. Extreme detail. Feyre, listen carefully to what he says about it.”

-

You were slicing apples in the kitchen when he came home. He walked through the door, only stopping behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Hello, fox.” You giggle at his nickname.

“Hello, sweetheart.” You reply, “want some pie?”

He sweeps your hair to the side, kissing your neck, “do I have to use a plate or can I just eat it off of you?”

-

“And the bathroom has these really unique faucets - the spout looks like a fox.”

“Bless the mother, we did it, we know where she is,” Cassian exclaims, ready to put on a song and dance number he was bouncing with such excitement.

“Lucien,” Azriel speaks for the first time this entire meeting, “where is this cabin? What does the land look like?”

-

You woke up, got dressed, and headed into your living room. Azriel was gone for the day, he had some business to attend to, but that just meant you could look through your bookshelves and spend the day reading.

It was a perfect autumn day outside, the windows were cracked just enough to allow a cool breeze, carrying the scent of apples on it. You’re searching through titles when you hear a crack from behind. You turn around and find Feyre looking at you, relief flooding her features.

“Thanks the gods, I found you!” She laughs, coming to hug you.

You hug her back, “I know, I’m so sorry we’ve been gone for so long, we just wanted to take a nice vacation. Autumn’s so pretty this time of year.”

Feyre looks at you, relief over her features turning into concern, “sweetheart, we want you to come back to the night court. Azriel’s back there, and he sent me to come get you to bring you back.”

You look at her, confusion etched in your features, “why didn’t he come get me himself? Besides, we’ll be there in a few days for the wedding, I can wait.”

“Why not come spend a few days before the wedding back home - we can go get massages, manicures, it’ll be a blast.” She reached her hand out for yours, but you’re struck by the intense feeling that something is wrong.

“Feyre, what’s wrong? Why is Az in Night? He said he had some business here to attend to - he wouldn’t have left me alone in Autumn.”

Feyre isn’t sure what to do - she knows Eris could return at any moment, causing a massive fight to break out.

The inner circle decided it was best just to send Feyre - the illusion being broken while you were still in the autumn court could mean terrible things. The plan was for Feyre to get you to take her hand, no matter what.

“It’s Cassian,” Feyre finally says, “he was injured pretty badly, and he really wants to see you.”

Feyre thinks it’s a believable lie - you and Cassian were pretty close, he loved you like a little sister. He’d want you to come visit him, if possible.

You gasp, “oh gods, is he going to be okay?”

You come closer to Feyre, grabbing her hand, about to winnow away. As the world starts spinning, you see Azriel open the door to your cabin, and screaming at the sight of you being taken back. You feel warm fire graze over you as you winnow away.

Feyre winnows you back into Rhys’s office, letting go of you as you hyperventilate over what’s happening.

“You said Azriel was here!” You choke out in between breaths.

“He is,” Rhys replies. Feyre and Rhys share a look, deciding telling you sooner is better.

“Azriel has been in the night court for the last few months.”

Your thoughts whirl and swirl, your friends obviously playing a trick on you.

“No that’s not possible, he’s been with me, in autumn- we’re getting married next week!” You cry out.

Rhys and Feyre both look at you with such sympathy, the words they don’t want to tell you sitting in their throats.

They don’t want to tell you, because they know this knowledge could kill you, but they have to.

“Azriel has been in the night court for the past few months. You were taken prisoner by Eris, who glamoured himself into Azriel so you would marry him.”

#acotar fanfiction #azriel #azriel x reader #azriel x you #azriel fanfic #azriel fluff

[ingravinoveritas]

Georgia talking about staged again and now their…… flirting? Is that what you would call putting a heart on Anna and her calling Georgia a flirt?? Radio silence from the both of them and now randomly there’s this.

Hi there! Well, I'm not sure it's really random. But let's get the visual up here first, for those who haven't seen Georgia/AL's Insta stories today:

So this seemed to start with Georgia posting the story about Staged playing on BBC iPlayer after she finished watching OFMD. The second story is the one with Georgia drawing the heart around AL, followed by the story with her drawing a heart around the glass of wine Michael is holding, and then Anna shared Georgia's story and called her a flirt.

The reason I don't believe this is random is because for the last several days, all everyone has been talking about online is Ineffable Con and Rob/Gavin's comments about the kiss between Michael/Aziraphale and David/Crowley. And as we've seen before, just when the conversation gets too focused on Michael and David, Georgia and AL post a story or photo to bring the attention back to them. It's actually fairly predictable at this point, since it's happened multiple times previously (though I would say this seems a bit more blatant than other instances, given that there isn't any reason for either of them to promote Staged right now).

My thought in regard to the "flirt" comment is that I agree with you in not understanding exactly how that reads as flirting (as it didn't come across that way to me). I do wonder if this is another attempt at Georgia and AL trying to be the female analogues to David and Michael (which we've also seen before), but it again doesn't work because they don't have that same chemistry or flirty dynamic that Michael and David have. Also, if this actually was "flirting," what was the purpose in GT circling the glass of wine? Is she flirting with the wine as much as AL? Once you look past the straightforward promotional aspect of these stories, it just seems very weird.

Weirdness is apparently the theme for the day, however, as there was also this reply from AL on Twitter earlier:

If you look at the timestamps, AL replied to this tweet/Michael's tweet exactly one minute after Michael replied. Going back to the idea of predictability, there's been nonstop discussion for the past several days about Michael and David kissing, and my first thought was that she seemed to just be looking for a reply that she could jump on and insert herself, to where I would not be surprised if she has notifications set up for his tweets for just such an occasion.

Upon further consideration, I did get the feeling that her "Where can I get one?" was not at all sincere in the way that Michael's was. It came across to me as a passive-aggressive way of reasserting her position (i.e., "I'm the only one who actually gets to love Michael Sheen"). It also makes it seem like she is fighting with the fans for Michael's attention, on top of already competing with David (although let's be honest, there is no competition there). More than that, however, I also got the feeling that AL copying his comment was her way of mocking him for wanting the t-shirt at all (i.e., "Look how stupid he is for wanting this stupid shirt"). Which of course is not something she would actually say, but the copied text along with the reply coming only one minute later makes it seem a bit circumspect. And it makes me feel sad for the fan who made the original post who may not realize what is really going on.

In any case, those are my thoughts on GT and AL's social media posts today. As I've always said before, I know I could be completely wrong in my interpretations, but the timing is just too strange for me to believe it's a coincidence. I'm happy to hear others' thoughts, though...

#phantomstars24 #reply post #georgia tennant #staged #or 'Brokeback Mount Him' which is what i am referring to Staged as from here on out #the more i think about it the weirder this all seems #again if this was a one time thing i wouldn't even say anything #but the fact that it keeps happening is...yeah #the whole thing just gives the vibe of keeping up appearances #but i will leave it to my followers to make up their own minds #also historically i am terrible at picking up on flirting so i know i may not be the best person to comment on this #although i think i did pick up on Neil flirting with me on Twitter one time #anna lundberg #discourse

[dantesinfurno]

dante did NOT overcome his same sex reactivity and be nice to finn... instead he tried to mount him and finn got scared and they locked mouths for a bit. and then while i was talking to the lady who was helping with finn, dante sat next to me and barked nonstop. -_- and poor little finn was just making the saddest face because i (his favorite person) let a mean dog come near him...

does anyone have advice for dealing with SSR/SSA and successfully introducing a reactive male to another male dog? dante will not take any treats when out of the house unless he is in an area he knows well & doesn't want to wander and smell & there are no other dogs there. i brought his most high value treat today and even when just walking he won't take treats.

and the main problem is - dante desperately wants to mount other males & be the dominant dog in the situation, and other dogs understandably do not want to be mounted. and esp in this instance - finn was trying very hard not to fight or bite dante. when they grabbed each other it was one bite and then held, not actual fighting. (they weren't doing multiple bites).

and - dante slipped out of his collar and did not go for finn, he went for where finn had marked and marked next to it then came back to me. so he isn't completely aggressive either.

i just don't really know what to do with them... we agreed to try one more time next week and see if they can be more calm since they met once already, and i will try and exercise dante extra in between so he is less energized but... any tips are welcome! (and it may just not work, which is also okay. but i don't want to give up yet!)

#dogblr

[usuimisaki]

I was looking back at Ch. 95 where Hori tries to help Wakamatsu stop sparkling (apparently his attractiveness is problematic because he’s so gullible and will be taken advantage of). The best parts for me were the Horikashi parts, even though Kashima doesn’t technically appear.

First, when a senior girl comes in to talk about the gentlemanly guy, she keeps throwing in that he’s not as great as Kashima, to appease Hori.

When Hori goes to see this gentleman with his friend, his friend thinks that Hori actually is worried about Kashima’s reputation, and tries to get Hori to calm down over how different Wakamatsu is by saying Kashima won’t lose. So obviously everyone in his class knows he’s obsessed with Kashima. This also reminds me of the omake when Kashima went to his classroom dressed up “as a girl” and everyone figured it out right away. (My headcanon is that Hori recruited a lot of his classmates into the drama club—his friend in Ch. 95 shows up later in the flashback to Hori’s 1st year performance.)

Lastly, when Hori’s telling Wakamatsu to text Seo to get Wakamatsu stressed out and less sparkly, Hori says that Kashima tells him everything (and his friend thinks to himself that Wakamatsu is jealous since Kashima is texting Hori nonstop).

Anyway, this makes me think, again, of the time in Ch. 87 when Hori dressed Kashima up all feminine and they went to her classroom. Obviously her classmates recognize her right away, but there’s also the fact that Kashima’s classmate knows that Kashima’s face is Hori’s favorite, so Kashima’s classmates are well aware of Hori’s obsession as well (and considering how much Kashima talks about Hori, they must know about her obsession as well). Hori must visit her classroom on a regular enough basis for them to recognize him.

This reminds me of two instances when someone thinks Hori’s going to be jealous about Kashima. Once was in Ch. 57 when Kashima was pretending to be Mikoshiba’s girlfriend and Hori got all intense. The kid (I think he’s the same one who made the comment about Kashima’s face being Hori’s favorite in Ch. 87) gets scared for a second, thinking that Hori is jealous (but it turns out Hori’s just mad that Kashima is half-asssing her acting). The other one was when Kashima gets dressed up and Hori gets all intense about it. Mikoshiba thinks Hori is jealous, but Hori’s just upset that Kashima is dressed up badly (the wig is the wrong size).

Anyway, just think how insufferable Horikashi would be if they actually got together. Kashima is already pretty clinging with Hori. He’s usually the one getting annoyed at her for various reasons. They could probably continue their semi-violent, bickering relationship a la Nodame Cantabile, but if Hori actually started acting soft towards Kashima they would be one of those annoying couples who are always staring into each others’ eyes before making out without regard to the people around them.

#gekkan shoujo nozaki kun #hori x kashima #horikashi #waka x seo

[petz5]

i feel like every time i’m gonna finish rereading an arc i’m gonna come here to bother you but when i saw this it immediately brought up the discussion of how soun is really a better dad to ranma than genma .. here genma is literally watching these two idiots choking themselves to death and it’s soun who jumps in the middle (literally) to stop them both and then places the blame on genma (as he should) .. like, soun tendo really said ‘ranma is my stupid son and he belongs to my baby girl so no one can ridicule him but us’ and i think that’s beautiful

so sorry for the late response 😭 but PLS SEND ME RANMA ASKS ALL U WANT OMG i will literally talk abt this series nonstop if given the chance

Right tho??? Ranma rlly is a sweetheart, I mean he’s always helping out around the house (repairing things he prob broke, running errands, shoveling snow, trying to bring in new students, etc) while soun could be begging genma to do literally anything and he’d just ignore him. Also we see soun training akane a few times and, even tho he doesn’t baby her, the way he trains her is soooo wildly different from how genma and ranma train. Again, sure, it forced ranma to be a quick thinker in battle, but like At What Cost

Man even in this instance where soun and ranma are arguing it’s so clear they care abt each other LMFAO. Soun’s a little french maid for the sake of making sure ranma’s not starving to death and relaying info he dug up on martial arts dining!!! (genma is there too but literally only to chow down)

SOUNS A GOOD DAD and he genuinely tries to take care of the kids, which is definitely more than can be said for genma AND nodoka

#also i love when nabiki is temporarily ranma’s fiancee and he takes akane aside and is like ‘look on paper it doesn’t matter which one of u #marries ranma. but i want you to be happy and i can tell you’re miserable right now.’ #which is a huge push for her to actually get w ranma for Real #at least that’s when I personally consider it being for real bc they’d broken up and then made the choice to get back together #without their parents Making them be together

[mechanicalinertia]

STMPD Recommends Black Lagoon Fanfiction: Ragna Crimson's Bullets

Oh. You didn't notice? Over the past two months or so I've gotten really into Black Lagoon. Like, to the point that I'm working on a BGC crossover fic with the franchise. The Knight Sabers in Roanapur... whatta concept.

But that's not what I'm here to talk about! That can wait! Instead, I'm trying to get my creative mojo back by talking about a fanfic I just finished reading last night, but which is unfinished, and oh boy it's a blast. That's the only adjective which fits Bullets: A blast.

Look, I think the author summarizes it perfectly in the FF.net description, anyway:

We are moving away from murky, emotionally strong stories and dark plots. This story is about a bunch of characters doing crazy shit, where anything can happen.

So. Lot of people, specifically those in the Lagoon fandom, like Black Lagoon for the murky emotionally strong stories and dark plots. And Ragna Crimson, who seems to speak Spanish as his first language (Bullets is in both languages), is acknowledging that. Okay. Good.

But... Crimson also is 'moving away from that'. Which is an interesting challenge, because as much as the fandom likes the dark stuff in Lagoon, plenty of people who are just anime fans seem to find those parts... annoying? The parts where Revy goes ranting about how the world has no kindness and all one can do is keep on killing because otherwise you'll be killed in turn? Yeah. Those parts. I've always held that as much as they tell us a lot about the franchise's philosophy - which I don't necessarily track with all the time - they tell us more about Revy and how she's put herself in this nihilistic hole that's just as bad as Rock's own naivete, as if both characters' morality is more their own thing than it is a gospel truth. Well. Whatever. Moving on. We have to move on, because Bullets doesn't give a shit about any of that.

It is, after all, a story about a bunch of characters doing crazy shit where anything can happen.

Which... isn't that when Lagoon's at its best, anyway? Larger-than-life characters with big guns, pulpy people doing pulpy things? And that is the essence of Bullets. More than that - Bullets distills and amplifies that devil-may-care sense of things. It's action, yes, but it's also nonstop comedy of a sort.

Anyway! The plot. Rock doesn't want to stay with the Lagoon Company, so he decides to be a bartender for Bao at the Yellow Flag, despite the fact that said bar gets destroyed in almost every arc of, well, everything. This seeking peace doesn't last long, though. First we've got a redux of the Roberta arc, and then Hansel and Gretel show up... only this time around, they're working (sort of) for Balalaika, and promptly slip her grasp to fuck shit up with grenades. By chapter four, they take mercy on Rock and agree to call him 'Boss' (Gretel wants to do it more than Hansel, and in fact constantly calls Hansel the more psychotic one. A change from canon - these two bicker incessantly). Only, they've, uh, blown up most of Hotel Moscow and Chang's base already. Including Balalaika's toilet specifically. Hansel blowing up toilets because he's bored, specifically Balalaika's toilets, becomes a running gag.

From there, the fic can be split up into various arcs where Rock and the Twins work with the Lagoon Company, Hotel Moscow, and the Triads to varying degrees. In one, they break a Triad boss from a Taiwanese prison by sneaking in through the sewers and also hosing the entire place down with a minigun. In another, the Washimine-gumi comes to Roanapur and Ginji immediately decides to get in a fight with Revy at Rowan's nightclub. And so on and so forth. You might call the whole series a remix of canon, with familiar locations and characters, but unfamiliar ways everything plays out.

Okay, so it's not entirely unfamiliar. If anything, the familiar is amplified. More swearing. More stupid jokes. A few instances of leaning on the fourth wall (calling other people 'side characters', Rock calling Revy tsundere to Ginji, one Bakemonogatari reference). More weird ambiguous romantic-ish feelings between Rock and Revy. And, uh, Rock's great in this one.

I mean, holy shit, folks. He's still the boy who can plan and / or talk his way out of any situation, no matter how ridiculous. And this time, his manipulative gambits actually pay off, and all the while he becomes more and more... villainous, I guess you might say. More and more of a thrill-seeker, willing to do not-great things for fun. More and more willing to tease Revy so they can have a nice bicker. Also, he helps the Lagoon Company sink an entire cargo ship run by Koko Hekmatyar (from Jormungand, the great and terrible We Have Black Lagoon At Home) using plastic explosives. So you start to root for Rock being less wishy-washy about where he's at in life, and hoping that even when he does dumb shit he'll get away with it, the scamp. That's hard to do - get us to root for a character like that and not bemoan Rock's descent into the darkness - and yet Ragna Crimson does it!

In sum... Man. Fuck. I dunno. Read the fic. Some Black Lagoon fanfics make you think, some make you cry, some make you cringe, but few make you grin and laugh the way Bullets does. I guarantee it.

#black lagoon #stmpd reviews fanfiction #stmpd reviews black lagoon fanfiction #fanfic rec #fanfiction

[ursbearhug]

Okay in my normal vein I'm obligated by law to recommend a good game!

So I had some spare change on my steam account because my previous purchases (Devil May Cry 5 and Resident Evil 6) were... Less than satisfying. I know RE6 is good story wise because I've watched let's play of it but playing the game myself caused some serious conniptions. Devil May Cry was on the other hand, an example of horrible port or game that was not made for PC in the first play. Whatever it was, it was just horrendous experience all around. But since you can only play for less than 2 hours in order to return the game, I might have missed the game being the best in the world in the meantime or something.

This by the way is something I've learnt the hard way because I'm 98% sure that at the time, mother language version of the service rules you agree to, have been horribly untranslated. In English it clearly says that game needs to be played for less than 2 hours AND returned within two weeks of purchase. When I read it (not in English) it said one or the other. And I was very perplexed and vexed because I couldn't give back the game I barely played but bought two years ago or some shit like that. Anyway!

"Pentiment" is gorgeous game stylised for 15 and 16th century illuminations. There is a lot of gothic and humanistic calligraphy to oggle at if that's something you fancy. I know to a lot of folk it is hard to believe but antique and mediaeval latin are different and therefore a lot of it is hardly understandable to me (though, a lot of is because it's just 'reprints', like for instance; Aeneid). But that's only if you go through the trouble of reading that flashing latin (which I do because I'm a weirdo). There is a lot of the "choices matter", most of the game is carefully picking conversation options - since game is constantly auto saved, you cannot pick and revert your choice; this ain't Life is Strange. If you fuck up, you have to live with that wrong choice you've picked by accident and WHOOPS 13 hours of gameplay for naught because YOUR FAT FUCKING FINGER SLIPED. It's okay. I'm over it... - and investigating. But what could you be investigating? MURDER! And this time it ain't butler's fault. And no Agatha Christie to be found.

Beside being just gorgeous to look at, it runs really well too. It's tad too loud for me personally but I'm not really game music nerd. It is okay though! Characters that I got to meet are really sweet and lovely too. Most of them anyway. Towns folk especially. The amount of dilfs I would like to... Well... Fuck - is staggering. Game is also somehow aware of gay people existing in the 16th century monasteries and out. I would *DIE* for Jorg. He is big where it matters. (It's his heart pervs)

To my delight game has 3 acts and it took me 13 hours to get through 1st. Now I had the freedom to play almost nonstop but I'm also a MASSIVE snoop and I was getting into everybodies' business with my crew and talking dog. I meant meddling kids! So there is a chance that somebody who cares less about petting every dog and cat and smelling every flower and talking with everybody 6 times just to be sure, will be able to go through the game quicker.

Oh, yes. You can pet 16th century illuminations of a cat or dog. Ya know how everybody lost their shit that Hogwarts Legacy: Transphobia Crowd Funded had the petting cats options? Yeah, eat your heart out JKTERFling. One of the dog is called Mirabilis which is: according to my poor memory and even worse grasp on Latin - either an adjective meaning "wonderful" or noun meaning "wonder". I would die for them too.

There is also some "choose your own adventure" motifs, with picking unfinished (hits too close to home mister Game) major, second field, your origins and later even main occupation (and I - for once in my entire life - was pleasantly surprised to see my nation and country existing prominently. Though that was when it excelled historically, so yeah). And I think it gives it a lot of charm.

I will try to finish the game (and perhaps cram the second playthrough because I have new BETTER ideas to FUCK UP MY GAME) before the weekends end. Game is currently on a discount on Steam and will be till 4th of May to anybody interested!

Anyway, I'm really tired and tomorrow is fancy Flea Market awaiting me so! Good night ol buddies ol pals!

#percy does things #percy does gaming

[pinertiger]

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The introduction of scent in the movie going experience adds to the outrageous fun by enhancing the action, adventure and comedy to take you where no film has gone before. This innovative and celebrated franchise will now be the first to introduce audiences to the new adventure of 4D where they will have 8 special opportunities throughout the movie to access the action interactively through smell. The film impressed and entertained audiences and went on to gross close to $200 million. After many years away from the cultural mindset Rodriguez brought back a whole new wave and rebirth of 3D into mainstream cinema in 2003 with SPY KIDS 3-D: GAME OVER. New York, NY, J– Dimension Films announced today that SPY KIDS: ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD is taking moviegoers to a whole new dimension in 4D with Aromascope.Ĭutting edge filmmaker and director of the highly popular SPY KIDS franchise, Robert Rodriguez, was one of the first to re-introduce audiences to 3D since its inception in the 1950s. SPY KIDS: ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD GOES 4D WITH AROMASCOPEĭIMENSION FILMS TAKES MOVIEGOERS TO A WHOLE NEW DIMENSION With a little help from a couple of very familiar Spy Kids, Carmen (Alexa Vega) and Juni Cortez (Daryl Sabara), and some mind-blowing gadgets, they just may be able to save the world and possibly bring their family together while they’re at it.Ĭheck out the images below and scroll down further to view more information about Aromascope that will be used on Spy Kids: All the Time in the World in 4d. With Armageddon quickly approaching, Rebecca and Cecil are thrust into action when they learn their boring stepmom was once a top agent and now the world’s most competitive ten year olds are forced to put their bickering aside and rely on their wits. Marissa’s world is turned upside down when the maniacal Timekeeper (Jeremy Piven) threatens to take over the planet and she’s called back into action by the head of OSS, home of the greatest spies and where the now-defunct Spy Kids division was created. Also, her husband, Wilbur (Joel McHale), wouldn’t know a spyif he lived with one which is exactly the case – Marissa’s a retired secret agent. But in reality, trying to mother Rebecca (Rowan Blanchard) and Cecil (Mason Cook), who clearly don’t want her around, is her toughest challenge yet. Synopsis: On the surface, Marissa Cortez Wilson (Jessica Alba) has it all…married to a famous spy hunting television reporter, a new baby and intelligent twin step kids. Spy Kids: All the Time in the World is directed by Robert Rodriguez and stars Jessica Alba, Joel McHale, Jeremy Piven, Ricky Gervais, Alexa Vega, Daryl Sabara, Rowan Blanchard, Mason Cook, Danny Trejo, Antonio Banderas and is set for release in the US and UK 19th August. What the heck is that I hear you cry?! Well, it would appear to be smellovision! I’ll let the official press release do the talking below the images but essentially it’s a new way to watch a movie where the smells from the film come out into the theatre! Nuts eh! Often, they seem to have had in mind other movies, as there are obvious echoes, for instance, of music for the James Bond series, notably in the cue called "Hammer Hands." This is music meant as anonymous accompaniment to the nonstop harmless action on the screen, but it doesn't show much originality or individual character on a soundtrack album.This is something that I’m pretty sure we won’t get to see in the UK but if you’re in the US, you should definitely give it a go!ĭimension Films have just sent over new information along with five new posters from their movie, Spy Kids: All the Time in the World in 4d with ‘Aromascope’. They don't seem to have expended much money or time on the effort, however, sticking to synthesized sounds of a rock band and an orchestra to play serviceable adventure music. As with its predecessor, he also has composed the musical score himself, along with collaborator Carl Thiel. It can be hard to walk away from a commercially successful series, and Rodriguez returns to his franchise eight years later with Spy Kids: All the Time in the World in 4D.

Spy kids 4d series#

Director Robert Rodriguez took an odd detour from his series of over the top action pictures (e.g., El Mariachi, From Dusk Till Dawn) in the early 2000s when he made a trio of special effects-laden children's movies, Spy Kids (2001), Spy Kids 2: The Island of Lost Dreams (2002), and Spy Kids 3-D: Game Over (2003).

#Spy kids 4d

[emptysighs66x]

I haven’t been active on tumblr the past few days, but I’m going to talk about something that happened yesterday. Throwing it all under a “read more” though because slight content warning, I’m going to be discussing my previous relationship. I doubt anyone here remembers my previous relationship at this point, but there’s some things that I need to get off my chest. Trigger warning, that relationship ended on a sour note for one, and for two, it was the main cause of my PTSD diagnosis due to physical and mental abuse. If those kinds of things aren’t your cup of tea, I’d advise not reading the rest of this. 

I think I broke him in a same sense that he broke me. 

Before I explain that, I have to explain a lot of the story. Back in 2012, I met my previous boyfriend during my high school biology class when I was a freshman and he was a sophomore. The strange thing about that biology class was the amount of relationships that came out of it because out of twenty-three students, at least seventeen of them dated each other at some point (yes, that’s an odd number because my ex dated another girl in that class before me). He and I didn’t get together until after that semester was over, and we were together for a little over four years. 

The first year was great because we were just basically learning who the other person was. That year I had my first boyfriend, my first kiss, and it was my first year of high school. We sort of understood each other to a point because we were both shy, awkward, and mainly kept to ourselves. 

The second year was rougher as time moved on because I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and was trying to deal with that. He didn’t seem to understand my issues and I tried my best to explain them to him, but it just wasn’t all there. I tried to end the relationship then because I didn’t like his reaction to me dealing with all of it, but he cried and cried on the phone and I took him back. Back then, I didn’t know what gaslighting was. Now I recognize that, that was the first instance of it. 

The third year was the year he graduated high school. It’s also the year that the physical abuse began. To him, I couldn’t do anything right and he made sure that I knew it. He told me I’d never find anyone better than him. He started degrading my self worth and honestly, it seemed like he thought so low of me. I believed every word he said and that’s why I didn’t try to leave then. When he went off to work that year, he texted me nonstop while I was in class to make sure that I was where I said I was even though I couldn’t drive and he got insanely possessive of me. It was also around that time that we lost our virginity to each other and then didn’t have sex for another eight months afterwards. He also laid his hands on me more than once. 

The fourth year is when I broke. Not long after our three year anniversary, I graduated high school. I got my license, my first job, and I turned eighteen. I started college and worked at the same time while he just worked. I started spending the night with him and his mom and it got to a point where if we were intimate with each other, my needs weren’t getting fulfilled. I got fed up with it, and I started running my spicy blog on tumblr because all these men were giving me attention. That later led into me cheating on him multiple times with the same person, but I was so broken down that I didn’t see the error in my ways then. 

The last two weeks of my relationship were the worst two weeks of my life to this day. It started with a fight between my stepmother and I that resulted in me staying with the ex and his mom for two weeks. He and I shared a small queen sized bed in his childhood bedroom that was packed to the brim with furniture, and in those two weeks he punched me in the face, covered my neck in hickies to show that I belonged to someone, almost broke my nose kicking me face first into a wall, and I died inside. I was so numb that every time he hit me, I hit back. Every time he got in my face, I was right there with him. Every time he shoved me, I tried with all my might to knock him over with the same amount of force. We were at each other’s throats. 

Then I met Kevin. Kevin and I went on our first date the night after we met. I spent the entire date with my phone on silent trying to ignore my ex trying to call me asking when I was coming home. The next night, I spent the night with Kevin and lied to my ex saying that I was staying at my mom’s. That same night, I also had sex with Kevin for the first time; I had known him for three days. That night with Kevin was the final nail in the coffin of my previous relationship. 

I called my ex’s mom during my lunch break at work the next day and I told her everything that had been happening between the two of us. The only details I omitted was my infidelity to her son. She told me she didn’t understand why he was treating me that way because he wasn’t raised like that and when his father had passed, he was too young to remember his father laying his hands on her. I told her that I was going to break up with him and to be prepared for the fallout because I didn’t know how he was going to react. That night when I got home, she played mediator while I told him that I was going back home the next day. His reaction was him punching his bedroom floor which proceeded to sprain his wrist and break three of his fingers. I stayed there that night so that he would calm down, and he asked me to marry him then; I told him no. 

The next day, I moved my clothes that I had brought with me back to my dads. I met up with Kevin for dinner, and during my drive home that night, I knew I wanted to pursue a relationship with him. On my way home, I pulled over on the side of the road and I called my ex, and I told him that we were over and that I couldn’t do it anymore. He cried again, and this time, I put my foot down that I was through, that I was broken, and I wasn’t going to let him walk all over me any longer. 

That was the end of our relationship, but it wasn’t the end of his abuse. Kevin and I were together for a few weeks, but separated due to a very long story, my ex showed up at my workplace and followed me around like a lost puppy for over two hours. He was banned from my workplace after that. When Kevin and I got back together, he sent me threatening text messages saying that Kevin and I were fucked up, that he never liked any of my friends because they couldn’t decide which gender they were (because a few of my friends are trans), and also had the girl he was dating immediately after me threaten me. I told them they were perfect for each other because of that. A month later, I found a new job and he backed me into a corner while I was outside smoking a cigarette and asked me questions about my life; he was then banned from that workplace for the entirety of the three years that I worked there. That night, he also sent friend requests to the friends that he ��never liked” trying to figure out details about my life. 

My last interaction with him was him texting me, telling me that I was the abuser. That I was the one who hurt him because I cheated on him. That I was the one who was possessive and controlling, and that I was gaslighting him. My final text, I called him a narcissist, told him to go to hell, and that I never wanted to speak with him again. 

He then slandered my name throughout our hometown and I felt alienated. It led to me eventually moving over an hour away and only returning to family events mainly, but the rumors were so bad that my dad heard about it at work and my sister heard about it at her high school. He turned me into the monster and I didn’t even have a chance to defend myself. I never went after him unprovoked; he always started the fights and I was defending myself every time. 

I’ve seen him in public a handful of times since then, but he probably doesn’t recognize me. I no longer work in cities that he frequents so I don’t worry about it much anymore and it’s been five years. I was diagnosed with PTSD not long before my 20th birthday, and even though Kevin has never raised a hand to me, I live some days in fear that one day he’ll turn around be just like my ex. 

But now that I’ve told the story, let’s go back to why I wrote the post. As I said, it’s been five years. Yesterday, he showed up in my friend recommendations on facebook, and while for a long time I couldn’t stand to even look at his face (honestly still can’t some days), but I looked at his profile out of curiosity. 

He just turned 25, I’m about to be 24 and in all honesty, if I hadn’t of known his age, I would have pegged him to be 30+. He really let himself go in recent years, gained some weight, just looks absolutely rough. He’s single, dated a girl for a couple of years that had a kid (which worried me thinking about how he treated me), but they’re no longer together. He still apparently lives in our hometown, but whether or not he still lives with his mother is up to question. Joined the army, which good for him I guess. Based off his pictures and how rough he looks, I’d say karma is one hell of a bitch though. 

I, on the other hand, work a full time job. Kevin and I have been dating for the past five years. We’re planning on having our first child hopefully in the near future, but for now we have five cats. We have a house of our own that we pay for. While I spend a lot of days battling my mess of mental illnesses though, I feel like I’ve gotten more attractive over time. In my personal life, with Kevin’s permission, I started using my spicy tumblr blog again, I also run an OF page that has been doing fairly well. Kevin gave me freedom to express myself more and do things that I enjoy; I don’t particularly need the attention like I used to, but I still appreciate him letting express myself however I see fit in that regard. 

I just look back and I know how toxic that relationship was in my life and honestly, I wish some days I could go back to not having to worry about dealing with flashbacks or episodes or nightmares in regards to that relationship. I miss who I was before, but seeing who he is now and who I am now, I think we may have left a lasting impact on each other somewhere down the line. I used our issues to better myself and to not let myself be walked all over by another man. He joined the military, but basically let himself go; he doesn’t try to keep up appearances like he used to. 

Maybe he changed and doesn’t treat women like crap anymore, who knows. All I know is that I hope he never treats someone in that same regard ever again. I hope me leaving him in the manner that I did taught him a lesson at the very least, but I’m a lot happier with Kevin now than I ever was with my ex. 

#mind of kayla vi #relationships #abusive relationships #history #a whole lotta words #talking about my past #tw abusive relationship #tw abuse #tw mental illness

[regulusrewritten]

james potter hcs

(these are all from my imagination, you don't have to agree with them)

james was a happy child who had a lovely childhood and doting parents who thought the world of him. as a result, he grew up to be a very pleasant young man.

he was an altruistic guy.

james was never one to judge someone at first sight. snape was an exception.

james didn't really *hate* snape, to him, the latter was like an annoying mosquito he couldn't bat away.

the annoyance mainly stemmed from the fact that snape constantly poked fun at sirius' fate as a black in gryffindor, peter's lack of quick comprehension and remus' wilted demeanour.

sirius black was james' brother and no one could ever replace the sibling bond he had with sirius. they first became acquainted on the train ride to hogwarts, and since then, they were practically attached at the hip.

james' friendship with remus was more gradual - the brotherly aspect of his and sirius' bond was replaced by a ride or die relationship. contrary to popular belief, they were as close to each other as james and sirius were.

james and remus became friends after james bribed remus with chocolate to cover up for his and sirius' prank in the second week of school.

james and peter kinda just started talking, and since there were no other boys in their year, peter just stuck with james, who was too kind to turn him away and instead took him under his wing.

contrary to popular belief, james didn't waste all his time chasing after lily. hell, he didn't even develop a crush on her until the fourth year. and even then, he wasn't very insistent on having her go out with him unless she actually wanted to.

there was only one instance where he acted like a douche bag regarding his crush on lily - the *incident*.

he regretted that severely and apologised to lily nonstop and went so far as to organise a choir to sing for her to get her to know that he really was sorry.

james joined the quidditch team as a CHASER and BACKUP SEEKER in his second year.

as he grew up, he got over his prejudice for slytherin when he got to know regulus a little better after the fiasco with walburga and sirius.

he realised his hatred wasn't for *slytherins* but for the bad people in slytherin and other houses alike.

that was honestly what changed lily's opinion about him.

he was very bright academics-wise and got a bunch of Es and Os for his OWLs and NEWTs.

james was the one who came up with the idea to become animagi for remus.

he was also the one who figured out remus' condition and was the first one to talk to him about it and give him reassurances.

he was 100% the mother hen.

james and lily started going out in the second term of their sixth year and believe me when i say he was ecstatic.

james proposed to her in a minimalist setting because she'd not reacted well to the choir thing back in their fifth year.

of course, soon after harry was born and sirius was named godfather.

i for one think it's bullshit that james and snape were starting to get on and that snape was going to be their second child's godfather.

remus john lupin was going to be their second child's godfather.

i mean, snape bullied the brother of his so called would be godchild for six years straight - i don't think that's very godfather-y of him.

hence, i rest my case.

anyway

james just had a very big heart and always made room for anyone new in it - the closer you got to him, the more you dreaded the day he would die.

speaking of the day he would die :')

james did not doubt remus or sirius or peter for one second when the whole 'who's the spy' debacle happened.

he believed it was unbelievable how remus and sirius, two people who loved each other very much and were absolutely soulmates, used their deepest insecurities against each other because they were worried for his safety.

the same insecurities they both had cried about to him on multiple occasions.

when james struggled against voldemort that ill-fated night, he hit the ground with his heart still pumping. voldemort didn't use the killing curse on him.

what killed him was lily's last scream before she died.

he thought she would make it.

#james potter #lily evans #lily potter #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #jily #but also jegulus

[thefanficmonster]

Just Another One

Sequel to: ‘A Little Bit Of Honesty’

Corpse Husband x Actress!Reader (Female)

Warnings: Angst, Heartbreak, Mention of bad past relationships, Swearing

Genre: Angst, Romance, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: They keep proving each other right in the most wrong ways possible. They each want to be guarded even if that means the other will be hurt. Maybe that’s what they want - to hurt one another because they’ve already hurt each other once before.

Requested by the lovely readers who enjoyed the previous fic ‘A Little Bit Of Honesty’. Sorry for the large time gap between the posting of the two fics but I still hope you guys will take the time to read it and if so I hope you enjoy it! Love you all with all my heart, Vy ❤

When you go out of your way to avoid leaving the house your options of entertainment are severely limited and you can’t blame anyone or anything but yourself for it. Today, I wouldn’t have gone out of my apartment even if I was one of those people who frequent the outdoors seeing as how the sky is trying to flood the Earth with all this nonstop rain. It does set a mood for a perfect night in but when you spend all your nights in doing the same thing over and over again, the atmosphere is practically meaningless. And so I ‘ve decided to resort to channel surfing as though I’ll find something interesting on TV that I haven’t yet seen on one of my social media timelines.

I pass several cooking channels on my journey, making a mental note of their individual numbers in case I don’t stumble across anything capable of better distracting me from my boredom and loneliness that’s slowly starting to creep in. I pass by a few movie channels showing teenage romcoms as if to celebrate the start of summer so you can imagine how quickly I moved on from those. Then come the celebrity channels which can often get a laugh out of me because of how pathetic and unbelievably ridiculous they are. And so, I stick around one where there’s a broadcast on a movie showing that’s happening tonight in LA. Oddly enough, despite my anxiety, going to a movie showing has always been on my list of things I’d want to do. This can be considered living vicariously or rubbing salt into the wound that I’ll probably never go because my anxiety and fear of being recognized is too severe. Either way I stick around to watch it.

And man do I regret it now looking at several different angels of a couple of actors entering the venue where they are to be photographed and asked questions by the mob of paparazzi that’s gathered due to the massive event. That in and of itself doesn’t sound - and really isn’t - so bad. However, it’s important to note that the actress in this duo is Y/N. Y/N L/N. My Y/N....shit, sorry, I mean my FRIEND Y/N, her arm linked with whatever-the-fuck-his-name-is who is holding an umbrella above the both of them, shielding them from the downpour of rain that is also taking place in LA apparently.

“The two were seen entering the venue earlier this evening, looking particularly cozy in each other’s presence if I do say so myself. The rain probably worked nicely in their favor.“ The first reporter says, her teasing tone of voice sending chills of anger down my spine as I glare at the screen, hands balled in fists, jaw clenched - all my body’s instinctive reactions to what is being shown to me. I know I technically have no right to behave or feel this way, in fact I should be fucking happy for Y/N and her successful career and the progress in her love life. But damn it how can I?! I was so damn close to kissing this girl! I was so fucking close to falling in another trap, tripping and landing in the embrace of another liar and user, another girl who switches partners more often than shoes. How could I’ve been so reckless to get so close to her even platonically? How did we become close enough for me to 1) show her my face; 2) start inviting her over to my apartment regularly; and how didn’t I notice the kind of messed up person she was all that time.

She was all sweet and flirting and shit a week or so ago and now she’s doing the exact same thing with him! The cameras are capturing them perfectly: every laugh, every exchange of a knowing look or nod, ever smack to his arm when he tells a joke. But what bothers me most is the many times he’s wrapped his arm around her to pull her closer. Not just for pictures, but just because the fucker felt like it! And Y/N doesn’t seem to mind it at all. 

“They have been the talk of the town recently, so while they could just be adding fuel to the fire, they could also have been caught by the flame and ‘caught feelings’ as they say. Regardless these two are a view we’d like to see more often.“ The other reporter says and that’s the final straw.

In one swift motion I turn the TV off and throw the remote across the room. It hits the wall and falls to the ground in several pieces, broken by the force of the impact. Just like I am broken by the force of the impact of these news. I don’t know which is worse: the fact that I fell for her and almost let her know it; the fact that she’s just another member of the club I don’t want anywhere near my life; or the fact that I can’t believe it.

Yeah that’s right - one foolish part of me refuses to believe that’s she’d do such a thing. I think that’s the same part which is still in awe of her so you can bet I ignore that part the majority of the time.

She is just another one. Not the one. Having been hurt before doesn’t mean she won’t hurt me or anyone else she’s gonna be with. Hurt people hurt people.

And damn has she hurt me, probably without knowing a damn thing. How selfish can you be, Y/N? How selfish can you really get? And how much am I going to allow you to hurt me?

                                                             *  *  *

“Thank you so much, Andrew. I would’ve died on the spot of anxiety if I was on my own.“ I say to my best friend who is currently sitting next to me on a park bench, in a tux, eating a cheeseburger. I too am still in my gown and am also gorging on a cheeseburger of my own.

“Don’t mention it. Us anxious people need to stick together.“ He bumps his shoulder against mine, stealing a small genuine smile from me, “Plus I couldn’t not come with you. You know how much I like a good rumor.“

I scoff, “Of course you do, but then again there was no need to add to what the media has already made a whole-ass ship out of.” I roll my eyes and take another bite. My appetite hasn’t been in its best condition so I’m only eating this under Andrew’s orders. I have no idea how people can ship us romantically, he’s the definition of an older - and very bossy - brother to me. I wish I could tell each and every single one of those girls who hate me because I’ve ‘stolen their man’ that I’d most likely be their sister in law rather than man snatcher, seeing as how my relationship with Andrew is so sibling-like.

That’s because we’re too alike, no one gets that. People play the ‘opposites attract’ car more often than I consider rational. But  then again when they see a couple like Andrew and I - who are basically the same person in different bodies - they suddenly think we’re super compatible. Trust me, we’re not. And everyone who’s been on set with us will tell you the same.

“What can I say...“ he shrugs, smirking at me, “I like the fun. I bet Becca doesn’t though.“

I can’t help but huff. Andrew is the only one I’ve ever openly expressed my frustrations with Rebecca to. He was super helpful on the subject, seeing as how he can relate - many partners of his have tried to use him, some of which even succeeded. He’s more than qualified to school me on the topic but it turned more into sharing bad experiences. One of which was that instance back at Corpse’s apartment.

“And neither does Corpse I suppose.“ As though he’s read my mind, he pokes the hurt spot, pouring salt in the wound causing me to visibly cringe as though the pain was physical - because it was, I felt it in my chest and in my gut, a sharp stab of guilt and regret. 

Why did I let it come to that? Why did I let us get so close? How did I not think of the consequences?

“I don’t care if he does or doesn’t.“ My hand automatically reaches for the pocket of the jeans I’m not even wearing in search of a cigarette. Not that I’d be able to light one even if I had them on me - Andrew would smack it out of my hand before I could even take a single puff.

He has the audacity to laugh, “You’re such a bad liar, Y/N.”

That’s all he needs to say really - that’s enough to make me feel seen and understood. Though that’s not always a good thing. I often times wish he couldn’t read me so well. Better said: I wish I didn’t let myself be so readable, you know. I’m just glad he’s the one who sees me because if it were anyone else they’d use this vulnerability of mine against me. I’m well aware that it’s a weakness, a really inconvenient one, but damn it I can’t get rid of it. I feel like I’ll be less human if I lose it. Everyone’s allowed to be vulnerable, some just are lucky enough to choose who they’ll be vulnerable around. I’m lucky enough to to have a choice, not so lucky in the people I choose to trust. Guess that’s not a luck thing, it’s just my inability to decipher whether a person is worth all the pain and torture of coming clean to them or not. So far many people have burnt me but two stick out in particular - Becca and Corpse. Corpse especially, which is the odd thing considering he hasn’t even wronged me in any way. At least not yet.

“Your phone’s vibrating.“ Andrew says, pulling me out of my overflowing head when he hands me my phone which I handed to him because of my dress’ lack of pockets.

“Thanks.“ I mutter through a sigh as I take it from him, checking the notification I’ve gotten.

My stomach drops: it’s a message from Corpse.

“Hey I saw you are in LA but we have a stream tomorrow, will you still be participating?“

Before I can reply, he sends me another message.

“I know you’re probably very busy but we get the most viewership on the streams when you’re in them so....“

I’ve probably been staring at my phone screen for longer than I thought since Andrew felt the need to make sure I was still breathing: “Hey, you ok? You look terribly pale.” I can barely hear him let alone reply. I can’t hear my own thoughts to know what to reply to him. “Y/N, you’re scaring me.”

I’m scaring myself too, Andrew. I’m scared too. I’m scared of how broken my picker has become. I almost kissed this guy! I almost entrusted all my thoughts, hopes, wishes and goals to him! What the fuck was I thinking?! Well, at least I know what he was thinking about - viewership. Likes, subs, views, publicity. The more eyes on the stream the better for him and everyone else. I genuinely want to applaud him, no one has been so direct about using me before. I was in a relationship with Becca for almost a year before I accidentally found out what she had been doing the whole time. No one’s ever smacked me in the face with this much honesty. It’s bittersweet really.

I want to laugh, I want to cry, slap myself across the face, slap him...I want to do so much, but all I can do now is sit in silence and think of how I could be so stupid.

He’s just another one, how did I not see that? How do I never see it until it’s too late? Why is one part of me still screaming: ‘He didn’t mean it like that!’

AND WHY THE FUCK DO I WANT TO BELIEVE IT?

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[jmblyajones]

EAGLES 🤝 OTH

LETS DISCUSS!

Since 3x4 I’ve been wanting to do this post for a while. I want to preface this by saying that Eagles is its own agency but knowing that the creator is an OTH fan, I thought this would be fun!

Felicia: I thought she most reps Brooke because of their similar outgoing personalities. She is popular and she is definitely open to different things. Also, Felicia comes with the smoke just like Brooke. They are literally just as confrontational. In 3x4 we found out that Felicia feels a little lost with her life. She doesn’t really have a specific direction. Yes, Brooke made fashion her path but she also stated how she felt not worthy and good enough. I could definitely see this with Felicia - her coming from a family where all the focus was on Elias and his hockey career. It’s interesting because you see how both girls are also confident in other ways as well. Felicia is definitely open about being sex positive like Brooke and have confidence when it comes to men like in 1x2. Now a big thing is us not knowing more of Felicia away from boys, almost as if her identity is tied to them like Brooke’s was in a way in the beginning. I mean right out the gate, s1, Felicia purposely pursued Ludde to be petty and rebel against her father.

Elias: This comparison makes me excited because I get to really dive in. Elias mirrors Nathan in many ways. He is very one track minded with his sport, hockey. It’s all about hockey and wanting to go pro and join leagues that will help him achieve that. We see that with Nathan’s whole journey before he went pro, basketball was his whole life. Mats, Elias’s father has been hardcore training him most likely since birth, like Dan and Nathan. S1 Mats was a terror to Elias and an absolutely hardass. Remember that scene when Adam hurt Elias’s wrist on the ice and Mats said something to the affect of Elias needing to be able to take a hit? In many ways, Dan is 10x worse but Mats definitely had many Dan moments. Let’s not forget, Dan and Mats were both high profile sports players as well. With Mats being a huge name in hockey, there is that pressure for Elias to be as good if not better. Also, Elias is a big name himself. We see this s1 when they come back to Sweden and the Eagles talk nonstop about his performances on ice. Both Nathan and Elias had a period of time where they were womanizers too. Elias can be very cocky as well lol. Season 3, Elias is excited to come back knowing the Eagles were in the gutter. He kept saying that since he’s going to be there, they will do well with him as if he will be the one to make the team great again lol. And we know how self centered Nathan was in the beginning seasons especially when it came to basketball.

Amie: We’ve know since the beginning that music is Amie’s passion. S1 she auditions to be apart of one of the school’s hottest bands. Haley is also known for being a musician. Coincidentally (not really) both ladies went on their own headlining tours, Haley s2 and Amie s3. Even crazier, they both have their own “Chris Keller” 🥴. Haley believes there is good in everyone and the beginning evidence of that was her continuing to tutor Nathan despite his conflict with Lucas and later through the series how she was one of the first to sympathize with Dan. With Amie, 3x4, she tells Elias that not one person is just good or just bad but both, somewhat in defense of their town’s mean girl Klara. I would just like to note too that both ladies also had some naïveté about them. With Amie, this is more shown when she first started hanging out with Felicia. And with Haley, you could see it when she was around Nathan or Brooke.

Ludde: Lucas and Ludvig’s comparison is both what we’ve seen and my predictions for Ludvig’s future. In the first season we see Ludde with his posse just like Lucas with his. Both their friend groups are involved in the sports they play in some way or fashion. Both guys have been playing their sports, basketball and hockey, their whole life. 2x5, Ludde got seriously injured to the point where currently, it is up in the air if he will even get close physically to where he was before his accident. In s2 of OTH Lucas finds out he has HCM. He has to take meds that will help his heart but in turn it purposely slows down his physical performance. Both Lucas and Ludde work(ed) to get back to their peak physical condition and struggle(d) tremendously. Another thing they have in common is big interest outside of sports. In s2 of Eagles we see Ludde telling Amie about his music passions. He wants to write songs and even co-wrote a song with Amie that hit the charts in Sweden. S3 we learn that Ludde applied to a music school in London too. In OTH we learn that Lucas decides to become an author even coming out with a book as an adult. Pairing that, as an adult, Haley became an english teacher. I bring that put to parallel Haley and Lucas being into english/writing and Ludde and Amie being into music. Now, it is my prediction that Ludde won’t be in hockey for much longer or he wouldn’t pursue going pro in hockey and instead, pursue the music field.

Klara: I know this may seem like shade but it is not intentional. I don’t know who I could place her as, meaning she is kind of her own. I could say Peyton but the only thing I see them having in common is tragedy. You could say Brooke but Brooke’s whole personality, Klara would shit on. You see that s1 with how Klara treated Felicia. If y’all figure it out i’ll definitely update this!!

* I just want to note that when you look at how the Eagles characters interact with each other too and compare that to how OTH characters interact, they fall even more in to place in some cases. There are also some instances where plots are reversed as well:

- Elias joins the Eagles vs Lucas joining the Ravens

- The Ludde, Felicia and Amie triangle similar to Brooke, Lucas and Peyton

I definitely want to hear y’all’s thoughts and opinions on this!!

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[keenonkeene]

kiaz!headcanons

* robby keene x miguel diaz. don’t like it don’t read it!!! long post warning too!!

not 100% accurate but they’re cute and so is their relationship development

how it started

started out hating each other's guts because johnny and well, the good old rivalry

robby was reluctant to visit miguel at the hospital at first but was convinced by the larussos (they're slowly forgiving him and trying to be supportive because this boy has been through a whole damn lot)

miguel hasn't fully healed yet. he's already been discharged but does return from time to time to get his healing process checked out

robby's already out of juvie

miguel is shook when he sees robby's face like ‘wtf is this guy doing here’

he's snarky and refuses help even when he falls and struggles to get up

as much as it pains robby to see miggy like that it's also inspiring somehow? bc he never gives up

so robby decides he'll try to not give up on himself either despite all the bad shit he's done

miguel doesn’t want to be that friendly towards robby but the latter’s apology is so heartfelt he can’t help but feel touched by it

‘why am i getting emotional over my rival’s sappy words???’

‘maybe he isn’t as bad as i thought’ is what goes on in both boys’ minds and they’re,,, confused?

after that they kinda start hanging out more, getting to know each other better

johnny is crying tears of joy because hashbrown brothers

after their fourth meeting they realize they’re thinking more abt each other, even in the back of their minds there are small details they’ve memorized or picked up on

‘okay so my rival isn’t supposed to be this.. endearing’

a few months later you guessed it it’s confessing on the beach time

it’s actually miguel who gets to it first because strike first and strike hard

he can’t believe he’s doing this but it feels right somehow

nothing too fancy, but it’s more than genuine

robby is dumbfounded but so happy. is this real life is this just fantasy? someone actually likes him to the point of asking him out?

hell yeah he’s up for it, even if it’s something entirely new

their relationship

good-humored banter and saltiness

lots of physical contact as they practice together and robby is very touch-starved

miguel secretly loves it though

whenever they’re next to a staircase and/or railings, robby tends to pull miguel close and hold him tight until they’re at a safe distance from them

robby tenses up a lot to the point of trembling and miguel has to reassure him everything is okay now

robby is more of a listener but when he finds a topic he really enjoys (skateboarding for instance), he’ll talk about it almost nonstop

miguel’s got heart eyes as he listens to his bf, he’s so damn fond of this dumbass

as much as he won’t admit it out loud just yet

miguel loves playing around with robby’s hair. he’s learning how to braid it properly

and running his hand through that smooth hair. yes.

lots of daily 'i love you's

compliments!!! robby feels a bit awkward giving them out whereas miguel is a smooth lil shit

where did he even learn that from

#robby keene #miguel diaz #kiaz #robby x miguel #miguel x robby #i needed more content of these two so i made it myself haha #v proud v good v nice #i was very sleepy when i wrote this so im apologizing in advance for any stupid mistakes #ft my mediocre photoshop skills #more tba

[fonulyn]

Honestly, when it comes to fan discourse over Leon’s role in RE, I blame 50% of it on the trend of haring popular things, and 50% of it on Capcom’s truly abysmal writing. That company can’t write a consistent characterization even if it hit em in the head.

I agree that 50% of it is the trend of hating everything popular, but I genuinely don't think the writing is as bad that it deserves the other 50%. there are bad moments and incredibly lazy solutions they've taken, and the plots aren't exactly constructed brilliantly in a way that'd blow everyone away.

but even with the sometimes shoddy writing I don't think consistent characterization is their issue. like if I think of Leon (because I've played/seen all the games/movies he's in so he's the easiest example), he's consistently himself in every other installation except for Degeneration where he's basically a cardboard cutout that does some cool parkour :'D even in Degeneration there are some of the basic building blocks of his character, like, he encourages Claire, he throws himself in danger for just about anyone, and he tries to save whoever he can. but sadly they just didn't give him any actual facial expressions and flattened his character incredibly much.

every other installation of the series he's in? he's very much consistently himself. of course there are some changes but he also has aged like 20 years during the events so it makes perfect sense, no one is exactly the same person in their late 30s as they are in their early 20s. he gets more tired, he gets more Done™, but he somehow always finds just one more fuck to give and it's very much consistent thoroughly.

besides Leon in Degeneration, the only other example I can think of when they've been inconsistent with the characterization is Claire in ID, because in my opinion she does not act like herself a lot of the time in it. but other than those two? from what I've seen it's not actually the characterization that's the issue. (bear in mind though that I haven't played/seen RE0, CVX, RE7 and RE8, so I don't know all of the games and there might be something I'm missing)

personally, i think that the bigger issue is them not knowing how to write actual human relationships. most of the instances where the characters act oddly are moments when they're interacting with someone else, first of all. and they have absolutely no consistency when it comes to relationships, no matter if it's a friendly, familial or antagonistic one. like...

let's take Chris. he spends literally years obsessing over finding Jill (understandably so) but then after he's found her there's never even one mention of her again? as if she wasn't one of the most important people in his life for so long?? or Piers? Chris obviously is more than distraught over his fate but then after the credits roll in RE6 there's not even one single mention in a subordinate clause or anything. it's as if those people stop existing to Chris. (and please note that I'm not trying to bash Chris here, but the writing that does this.) Chris is still fairly consistently himself (I have heard things about RE8 but I haven't played it so I don't actually know for sure how he is there) but somehow everyone who ever was important to him vanishes and ...yeah, that is some epically shitty writing right there. and I don't mean they'd need to keep talking about those characters nonstop forever but like even one mention somewhere would be good seeing how much they have affected Chris and his life.

another thing that drives me absolutely bonkers is how they just act as if the characters stop existing the second they aren't on screen, anyway. like there are years and years in between when we have no idea what the hell was going on with the characters. okay that could be because they want to fill in the gaps later but I would not hold my breath. and the lack of backstories?? it's just. c'mon. we don't need a day-by-day description of their early childhoods but getting some definite lore there would be amazing.

but as for the inconsistency, I don't think it's all because of bad writing. I think it's very deliberate a lot of the time. they have a long history of wanting to keep things vague, and I think it shows. they probably want to keep playing in the universe as freely as possible and if they give too much definite information then it ties their hands and they want to avoid that. I don't think it has ever been even the intention to develop super well-rounded and fully fleshed out character stories. it doesn't seem like a priority to them and the fandom is probably putting too much emphasis on it.

and I get it. I want those things too. badly. but I also get why they wouldn't bother giving it to us because, well, it's a lot of effort they don't actually need to be making so why bother. so like. if you go to McDonald's you don't expect to get a five star filet mignon. so if you play/watch RE? you shouldn't expect to get the most mindblowingly thought out plots and character arcs that have every single detail ironed out. it's just not gonna happen and you're setting yourself up for disappointment.

there's a lot a lot a lot to love about their characters, but I think that we should also be realistic in what is ever in the cards for us to get. they're clearly not interested in the kind of depth a part of the fandom wants, and we're a small niche, most people are glad to just get their fun zombie shooting.

so like. my take? 50% the trend of hating on popular things, 10% bad writing, 20% wrong kind of expectations, and 20% fandom willfully either ignoring or misinterpreting things because they want everything to be clear-cut black and white and refuse to acknowledge nuance and the grey area in between. so... obviously just my two cents :'D but that's what I think.

#long post #re answers #anonymous #ask and i shall answer

[overdramatic-queer-antagonist]

I’m sad so I’m gonna make myself feel better by sharing this idea. Tma au where everything is the same except Melanie and Martin were best friends, growing up. They grew apart after Martin dropped out in secondary and Melanie went to collage, and haven’t spoken in years but are still devoted besties. Jon’s shit talking of GHUK in s1 is met by an offended Martin, dead set on defending the honor of his childhood best friend. The first time Melanie gave a statement, she left Jon’s office yelling in his face but sees Martin and just. Stops. And then runs at him full speed. Jon is deeply confused and slightly worried for the safety of his employee, who doesn’t even flinch and has his arms open to hug her. In s2, Melanie tells Martin about Sasha and her interaction with Jon, and Martin gets up to fistfight the NotThem. In s3, Georgie texts Melanie about Jon’s hopeless crush on Martin and Melanie just immediately responds, “Wait Martin as in Archives Martin? As in my best friend, Martin? As in MY Martin? Jon likes MY Martin??” She then immediately goes to tell Martin (to hell with plausible deniability. He has to know that Jon’s okay and pining for him, and he has to know it yesterday.) Martin, of course elects to ignore this in favor of his self hatred.  Martin still goes all Lonely but not before multiple instances of Melanie breaking into his flat and talking his ear off. This situation is solved by Martin realizing he can just pull his disappearing act. The only time in s4 after that that Martin responds to her is after his shouting match with Georgie to say, “And you judge my taste >:(“ he doesn’t explain further, and leaves Melanie on read when she tries to reach out, but still. Also imagine how much sadder the end of s5 would be if they were best friends. Melanie doesn’t speak in the final scene but her sobs can be heard nonstop throughout it. Anyways I’m just personally starved for content of them being best friends.

#the magnus archives #tma #the magpod #the magnus pod #tma melanie #melanie king #tma martin #martin blackwood #tma au

[itsamejin]

trash ||  taehyung fluff/angst

Part 2

Summary: Taehyung and you are friends with benefits, but you’re having a hard time maintaining this secret relationship when a close friend of yours starts falling in love with him.

Warning: Suggestive themes, mentions of alcohol and casual sex, cursing and crude language/humor

Genre: Fluff, Angst, fwb!au, college!au

Word Count: 6,589 Words

—

Taehyung and you were never one for relationships. You knew it, he knew it, the long list of lovers you two had could attest to that fact the most. You two were notorious for the number of people you slept with, not that it was any of their business anyway. 

It wasn’t like you intended to be with him. In fact, your initial impression of him was that of annoyance. Taehyung would flirt with you shamelessly during parties and often referred to you as his “rival”. With the nonstop back and forth between you two, your mutual friends were easily agitated with how you played hard to get. They had to admit, though, it was hilarious seeing Taehyung insist on taking you out on a date, only for you to insist that he should rot in hell.

This went on for a whole year, so it only made sense when the second year of university came around and you had decided to cave in to his boyish charms. It was meant to just be a bit of fun with nothing tying you down to each other. You’d have sex at his place, and his place only, and never speak of it to anyone on campus.

No one knew of your escapades and frankly, it was easier that way. Your friends were sure you hated him and his friends were sure he’d never have a chance. It was the perfect arrangement. They didn’t have to know about the late nights of sneaking into his dorm room, the times he helped you escape from the campus guards at the crack of dawn, or even hiding you in his closet when his friends came over for a surprise visit. 

As far as you were concerned, this relationship would stay a secret.

—

You didn’t need to be Einstein to know that Taehyung was hooking up with another girl just as consistently as he was fucking you. It wasn’t a shocking fact, but you had your regulars besides Taehyung too. It was just the way he described her that surprised you. 

“She’s like the total package y’know?” he said after a particular night of companionship which led you tangled up in his arms on his couch, naked and panting. “Sucks she has to waste it all on me, but she’s a nice girl. Might have to end it quickly before I catch feelings.”

Taehyung caught feelings way more often than you did. It was easy for him to get attached to girls, unlike you. Most of the men you slept with were ready to leave by the next day so liking someone you hooked up with was rare. Taehyung must’ve really taken a liking to this girl with the way he was stroking your hair, as if in deep thought over his own words.

You’ve never met her, but you knew she had to be pretty. Every girl Taehyung had his eyes set on was beautiful, yet you knew he played favorites. After almost every night you spent at his place, he’d reveal that you were his favorite girl, and while you didn’t really take that as a compliment, you’d always reply that he was your favorite too. The two of you sprawled out on his couch sipping the whiskey you poured before he fucked you, it was almost like trash acknowledging trash.

“But I don't think anyone could replace you,” he muttered into your hair, taking one long gulp of his drink.

You shook your head.

“I can name four other guys that I could hit up instead of you,” you teased, not really believing your own words.

Taehyung looked at you seriously and set his glass down. You did too.

“You sure about that?” he asked lowly, caressing your bare calf with his fingertips. You giggled at the sensation.

“I don’t know,” you said playfully. “Why don’t you show me why you’re my favorite, Tae?”

He gave a small scoff and practically pounced on you, pushing you down onto the couch without a moment of hesitation.

—

Now him fucking another person wouldn’t have normally been a problem since Taehyung’s women came and went like the wind most of the time. There were instances where he’d claim that he found “the one” and then text you just minutes later asking for you to come over. The thing was, though, the girl he was messing around with- who he talked so highly about- just happened to be your roommate, Hana. Cute and innocent Hana who would never hurt a fly. 

Taehyung didn’t know this fact since you’ve never invited him over, but it was a downright horrifying experience when you had caught him making out with her on Hana’s bed. You had made things worse unknowingly, by also bringing over a boy from the club you were partying at earlier.

“What the fuck am I looking at right now?” you shuddered, attempting to cover your eyes from their frazzled state. You did not want your image of Hana to be tainted by someone like Taehyung.

“Oh my gosh, I thought you were sleeping over someone else’s!” Hana screeched, covering Taehyung’s body with her blanket. Of course, he had to be shirtless.

“I thought you were visiting family!” you shouted frantically.

The tension in that room was suffocating and you couldn’t shake the fact that Taehyung was the one who made it more awkward. He had pulled away from Hana pretty quickly, but he glared so viciously at the boy you were holding hands with just earlier. His death stare was evident to everyone in the room.

“Yeah, I think I should go,” your date said, not quite remembering his name. Whoever he was left hastily and you were left to stare at two deer in headlights.

“[Y/N], this is Taehyung,” Hana said, flustered. “I think you guys already know each other, though.”

You tried to suppress your laughter at the way Taehyung’s face changed so easily when the guy you were trying to hook up with had left. Now he just wore a smug look on his face. You didn’t really know where that came from, though.

“Yeah, but we’re not in really good terms,” you lied, trying to hide your own embarrassment. "In fact, I’m sick to the stomach just looking at him.”

Taehyung grinned, knowing that you were just trying to not come off suspicious. 

“Well maybe another time, huh Han Han?” he said, nuzzling into her neck but keeping his eyes on you. You rolled your eyes at the nickname and his obvious glances. Taehyung never stopped being a dick, even in these situations.

Hana only nodded and stood up, helping Taehyung put on his shirt and jacket. He also had to... zip his pants back up. Taehyung had winked to you on his way out, which went noticed by Hana who glared at him slightly. She softened the glare when she saw that you had no reaction to his lame attempts to flirt. You were far too used to Taehyung’s stupidity to really be fazed.

“Nice to see you too [Y/N],” he said huskily before exiting the dorm. He for sure was going to get caught by the campus guards downstairs and you’d look forward to hearing him complain about it the next time you see him. You laughed as soon as he left, wiping a stray tear from your eye. Taehyung had really dug himself into deep shit this time.

“Taehyung? Really, Hana? When you can do so much better?” you cackled. “I am so disappointed in you.”

It was true after all. Hana was the typical good girl type and came to college with the sole intent of studying and getting her diploma as quickly as possible. You admired her for that. She was a motivated student with clear goals in her life, while you were more of the “enjoy life in the moment” type.

It definitely came as a shock that Hana was able to fall for Taehyung like so many other girls had; it was obvious in the way she blushed. You cooed at how cutely she was reacting. You’ve never seen her so flustered like this with anyone else. It kind of made your heart clench, though, and not it a good way.

“[Y/N]~~,” she whined, pouting lightly. “I’m so stupid. He asked me for my chem notes and instead I gave him my first kiss. I’m such an idiot.”

You laughed even louder, falling to the floor. Classic Taehyung move, he never changes. You could list ten other girls he used the same tactics with.

“Hana, it’s okay I’m not judging you,” you said, grabbing a nearby chair to bring yourself back up once again after a few more giggles escaped your lips. “Actually I am, but don’t worry too much about what I think.”

You patted her head as you walked past her, collapsing onto your bed. You were extremely drunk before you came into the room and you needed that laughing session to finally start sobering up. The guy you were about to bring in wasn’t even that cute anyway, you sighed.

“You know walking into that mess actually kind of saved me,” you said, languidly. “The guy I was about to fuck didn’t have a big dick.”

Hana gasped at your word choice and slapped your thigh.

“[Y/N], you’re so crude!”

You smirked at her innocence. It wasn’t like you’d actually seen it, you just felt it earlier in the club while you were dancing. Nothing to write home about.

“You were literally sucking faces with the Kim Taehyung just seconds ago,” you yawned. “I will not accept any form of criticism from you.”

She chuckled lightly and played with her fingers. Sure, maybe you were being a hypocrite for teasing her especially when you and Taehyung were fuck buddies, but you already knew your standards were low. It was almost expected of you to get together with him eventually. 

You never thought Hana would be into a guy like Taehyung, but then again, it was the classic bad boy and good girl story. Some part of you was envious, but you couldn’t help but want to cheer her on. They felt like the main characters of some romantic drama you’d binge-watch, only to be pissed off when the second leads (who were much hotter) would be forgotten in the script. You shook your head in disappointment. Hana deserved so much better than Taehyung.

“You know he’s fucking other girls right?” you said, sitting up and looking at her seriously. “He’s a bad person, Hana.”

She pouted but nodded slowly. Something tells you that she doesn’t mind.

“Yeah, I know,” she said sadly. “It seems like all my friends have been with him at least once, but I can’t help but feel like I’m special? I don’t know. Sometimes he doesn’t even ask for homework when we meet up... We just talk, y’know? He’s so good with his words, [Y/N]...”

Hana took a seat next to you and winced at the smell of alcohol that radiated off of you. You couldn’t help but feel bad for Hana. She was falling for the oldest tricks in the book because she was so naive. You didn’t want to have to see her get hurt by a guy that was passing college from copying other people’s homework.

“Hana, I’m gonna tell you this in the nicest way possible,” you said, facing her but making sure your nasty breath didn’t make its way towards her. “No girl is special to Taehyung. He does things like that to get in your head and make you want more. He’ll throw you away when he gets what he wants from you.”

“But-”

She tried to speak yet you cut her off. You didn’t really know what motivated you to speak so badly of Taehyung, but you did so anyways.

“He’s exactly like me, Hana,” you continued on. “We’re both fucked in the head when it comes to romance, love, and all that shit. And do you remember how I described myself when we first met?”

Hana sighed, obviously not wanting to repeat the derogatory words you’d said about yourself so long ago.

“Trash,” she muttered silently, looking at the floor. She felt guilty just for saying it.

You smiled and ruffled her hair. She only furrowed her eyebrows in response.

“Just be careful, okay?”

“It’s just Taehyung,” Hana chuckled. “How much damage could he do?”

—

Hana didn’t seem like she wanted to take your advice because you caught Taehyung and her everywhere on campus almost everyday. You saw her tutoring him in the library, walking to class with each other, and even sharing an ice cream cone! Just how badly did Taehyung need to pass Bio-Chemistry this quarter?

You felt mean thinking such things but you couldn’t help but be doubtful of Taehyung, especially when he was still meeting up with you every weekend in his dorm. You’d have thought they were dating if you didn’t know any better, but there you were, in his bed naked for the second time that week. Sometimes you wondered what was going on in that stupid, beautiful head of his.

“Are you sure you should still be seeing me?” you asked him, head buried in his chest. You could hear his heartbeat so clearly on nights like this.

“You caught feelings or what?” he teased, taking a stray eyelash out of your cheek. “That would be a big problem wouldn’t it, [Y/N]?”

You rolled your eyes and turned around to face the wall.

“I’d be caught dead before that happens,” you whispered, snuggling into his arm underneath your head. Taehyung traced circles on your waist, mesmerized on how wonderful your skin felt against his.

“Why should we stop?” he asked, tilting your head towards him to meet his eyes.

“Hana,” you replied back curtly. There was no malice in your voice. You just stated her name as if it was a fact. Taehyung only sighed in response.

“Means nothing,” he muttered, nuzzling into your hair. “You’re still my favorite.”

You clicked your tongue at his harsh words, but you couldn’t help but feel relieved. Maybe there was a chance that you two could still have this... relationship without adding any more complications. Deep down, you were proud that he still considered you his favorite, even if it might not have meant anything to him.

“Just go to sleep, jackass,” you whispered, dozing off at the sound of his steady breathing. You felt safe in his arms.

Taehyung wanted, so desperately, for you to notice that he had said that while sober. It was meant to be a confession, no matter how vague it might have been. 

Before he could talk any further, though, you were already sleeping soundly against him. He’d have to save it for another day, Taehyung thought. He leaned down and kissed your eyelid, which fluttered a bit at the contact. Taehyung chuckled.

“What did I do to deserve you?” he whispered, wishing you could hear him.

—

You entered the campus restroom, fully intent on just touching up your makeup, but a cramping sensation in your gut had you rushing into one of the stalls to relieve yourself of the pain. 

As you were about to flush, you heard the clacking of stilettos outside of the stall and you could recognize that noise from anywhere. They were girls in your marketing class, the ones who were in the brink of failing but managed to seduce the TA last minute to get passing marks. You respected them, honestly. If only they didn’t hate your guts.

“I heard [Y/N] and Tae are seeing each other,” the girl with red heels said. You winced at the nickname she gave him. She got dumped by Taehyung a year ago and couldn’t keep her nose out of his business since then.

“No fucking way,” the black heels responded, clearly applying lipstick as her words were somewhat distorted. “That’s like an STD waiting to happen.”

The two of them had started to cackle and you had to admit, that was a pretty good joke. How they found out was unknown to you. Taehyung must have let it slip or something. You’d make sure to give a talking to him later about it.

“No, but get this,” red heels started, “You know that small girl, Hana?”

Black heels girl nodded, you recognized the motion through the sound of her dangling earrings.

“Taehyung managed to get in her pants too and they’re like, kinda serious. Like, about to date serious.”

Black heels gasped over-dramatically and dropped her lipstick into the sink. She picked it up but was still very much shocked.

“But isn’t [Y/N] and her like, super close?” she asked. “Does Hana even know?”

The girl with red stilettos clicked her tongue thrice as if disapproving what her friend was saying.

“You know [Y/N],” she said with a sigh. “You think she cares?”

Her words stung more than you thought. Did people really think of you that lowly? Did they really think you’d betray your friend like that? 

But then again, weren’t you betraying Hana? She liked Taehyung so much and here you were, banging him every weekend with very little consideration towards her feelings. You clenched your thigh with your fingers until you were sure it would leave a bruise. Should you have told her that Taehyung and you were fucking behind her back?

“Well, it’s none of my business anyway,” red shoes continued. “Those two will get what’s coming to them.”

Even as the two left the restroom, you contemplated on their words further, wondering if they were right about you. Somehow your heart felt heavy at the thought of it all. Were you a bad person?

—

You couldn’t shake off the guilt that tugged at your heartstrings every time you saw Hana get ready for a date with Taehyung. You wanted to seem interested everytime she asked for your opinion on her clothes, but you just couldn’t get those words out of your mind. Would those girls tell Hana if they got the chance?

The emotional torment hit the hardest when you sat on Taehyung’s floor, him playing with your fingers as you rested your head on his shoulder. You had both ventured off to the weird parts of Youtube, watching couples explain why they broke up with each other on his phone. It left a sour taste in your mouth.

“Could you imagine being that hungry for attention that you’d broadcast something like this to millions of people?” he chuckled. “Like just break up behind the scenes, no one cares enough about your love life to want a 40-minute video on it.”

You weren’t really paying attention to what he was saying, but was more focused on the several notifications that popped up on the screen from all of Taehyung’s other hookups. You recognized their names easily. Yumi, Jiseo, Sarang, etc. Even your phone didn’t quite blow up with messages like him.

“I feel bad for people in relationships,” you replied eventually. “Like why would you willingly put yourself through that torture?”

You expected him to laugh like usual, but he stiffened.

“Is being in a relationship that repulsive to you?” he asked genuinely.

You nodded in response.

“Fuck relationships,” you said curtly, watching the girl on the screen start breaking down into tears. Taehyung only shrugged.

“I don’t know. I’d like to be in a long-term relationship eventually, even if it hurts in the end.”

You nodded in understanding, but you didn’t quite have the same philosophy.

“Monogamy is weird to me,” you said half-joking. “Maybe when I’m 60 and the possibility of having kids is out of the question.”

Taehyung laughed this time, dropping his phone on his lap on accident. He turned towards you and kissed the top of your head.

“Well, you’d still be hot by then,” he teased. You punched him lightly on the thigh.

You two sat there, enjoying each other’s company silently when another notification rang from his phone. He picked it up, and to your surprise, he answered almost immediately. Taehyung shut his phone off, but before he did, you caught sight of the Caller ID.

Hana. 

You wanted to ask what she sent him, but you didn’t feel like it was your place. Instead, you looked up into his eyes and kissed him deeply. You didn’t know what led you to kiss him, if it was the jealousy or your insecurities, but you couldn’t bother to pinpoint the reason as his hand traveled underneath your shirt. He gently grasped your waist and laid you down softly. There was a bed right next to you two, yet you chose to stay on the floor. As his hand traveled lower and lower, you couldn’t help but get lost in the enigma that was Kim Taehyung.

—

You rolled around your bed, trying to find a comfortable position to fall asleep in, but nothing felt right. Hana was at her desk, doing God knows what at 2 a.m. in the morning, and kept the lights on.

“Can you turn off the lights, Hana?” you whined lethargically. “I can’t sleep.”

Hana nodded back in response, but you couldn’t see her.

“Yeah, let me just finish this up.”

You sighed and attempted to cover your head with a pillow. You just wanted to dream for goodness sake. You heard her smack something on the desk and she stood up rapidly. You sat up to see what was going on and was met with Hana’s elated expression.

“It’s done!”

She held up her little project to you and you squinted to get a better look. It was a small poster-board with big red lettering. It said, “Kim Taehyung, will you be my boyfriend?” 

You wanted to cringe at the sight of the bright words. It felt very high school but it was very Hana of her. Your guilty conscience ate you up once again at the sight of her sparkling face. You didn’t have the heart to tell her your real thoughts.

“I know you probably think this is childish,” she muttered, blushing. “But Tae said he never got asked out with a poster back in high school so I thought it was a cute idea! I should stand out from the other girls with this, right?”

The way she asked so innocently made you want to cry right then. She had looked so excited, so full of life and love to give Taehyung something that seemed meaningless to you. She even called him ‘Tae’ in that soft voice of hers. You used to go on and on about how Taehyung didn’t deserve Hana, but you were starting to think you were the one that didn’t deserve him. You’d never even think to have come up with something like that or anything romantic for that matter.

“Is it too cheesy?” Hana asked shyly, looking for some comforting words. She was starting to feel nervous with how silent you were being.

You could only give her a brief smile and a nod.  It was her first relationship after all, there was no need to discourage her.

“It’s the right amount of cheesy for a guy like Taehyung,” you replied halfheartedly, which went undetected by Hana.

She looked relieved as she set it back down on her table.

“Thank God. I just hope he says yes,” she said, finally closing the lights. 

More than ever, you felt awake. Your eyes had adjusted to the darkness, but your heart rate did not slow down at all. It felt like you needed to take a sprint outside to get this feeling of apprehension out of your system. Your palms clammed up and your throat felt constricted.

You couldn’t do this to her anymore, you couldn’t watch a girl so clearly in love with Taehyung be brushed aside for someone like you, whose feelings weren’t even clear to begin with. You heaved out a deep sigh as you collapsed your head back on to the pillow. Desperately, you were searching for a way out of the situation you dug yourself in.

You’ve definitely regretted sleeping with some men in the past, you just didn’t think Taehyung would be one of them.

—

It should’ve been way easier breaking things off with him, but Taehyung purposely made it difficult. Each time you’d bring up Hana’s name in conversation, he’d shut your mouth with his lips. He started to initiate sex more frequently and it felt like he wasn’t even trying to hide you as a lover from his friends anymore. You had confronted him about red heels girl knowing about your secret relationship and only shrugged in response.

“She asked me why I haven’t been texting her so I just told her I was always with you,” he replied back nonchalantly. Needless to say, you did not sleep with him that night.

Nothing seemed like it was going according to plan and your feelings only got more confusing as the days passed. Taehyung had started buying you meals whenever you came over and even set a blurry photo of you as his lock-screen. What was up with him really?

Hana had still yet to confess her feelings, so you were glad that you had some time until you could cleanly cut yourself out of Taehyung’s life. 

Today would be the day, you insisted, but the way he stared down at your lying figure, biting his lip, your mind went blank from any thoughts. You couldn’t even form coherent words as he buries his face onto your chest; he was just too good at this for your own sanity.

“C’mon you can’t be done already, huh?” Taehyung softly whispered into your ear, playing with the ends of your hair as you recollected yourself from another round. You groaned.

“Tae really. We need to talk,” you tried to sound serious and ultimately failing as he planted soft kisses on your neck and collarbone.

“What’s up with that?” he teased. “You sound like a concerned girlfriend.”

You rolled your eyes at him. He always made weird jokes like that. He’d say questioning shit like ‘girlfriend’, ‘wife’, and ‘honey’ so often that you had tuned it out after a while. The words somewhat held more meaning now, though, since you were planning to end your friends with benefits relationship that day.

“Well, actually I am concerned about something,” you said, pushing him off of your body to lay next to you instead. You sat up straight. He propped his head under his hand and looked up at you intently. You swore you saw stars in his eyes. God, how did he manage to still look so irresistible?

“What’s up with you and Hana?” you asked, directly making eye contact with him. His face had turned sour quite quickly but then changed to that of satisfaction. He adjusted his position a bit so that he was closer to you.

“Why? You jealous?”

You scoffed.

“No, dumbass,” you said, punching his shoulder lightly. “I’m worried about her. Not you. You’re like, her first love.”

He left out a soft sigh and rubbed one of his eyebrows with the back of his palm. Taehyung always did that when he was put under stressful situations.

“Okay and?”

You rolled your eyes. Truly, he was trash.

“Do you not remember your first love, jackass?” you said, searching for your bra at the side of his bed while still maintaining eye contact. “She deserves way more than what you’re giving her right now.”

Taehyung shook his head and pulled you towards him, stopping your search for your underwear. Your back was against his chest and his lips directly on your neck. You felt his breathing on the enclave of your shoulder.

“So who’s the unlucky girl that deserves me then?” he whispered onto your skin. 

You shuttered, feeling slightly ticklish. You couldn’t believe he was flirting with you even in a situation like this. If it was any other night, you’d have swooned and let him take you once again, but it was nearing 4 a.m. and the guilt was engraved deeply in the back of your mind. You did the one thing that could separate him from you momentarily and elbowed his stomach, sitting up again. 

“It’s not me either, dick,” you chuckled at the way he clenched his core in pain. “If you want to keep seeing her, I need to cut ties with you. I might have done some messed up shit behind people’s backs in the past, but she’s a good friend. I can’t keep hurting Hana like this without her even knowing it.”

Well, it was easier getting those words out of your mouth than expected.

You didn’t bother to look at Taehyung’s face as you stood up from the bed, finally finding your bra on the other side of the room. You’d definitely miss Taehyung’s king-sized mattress and the expensive ass wine you’d drink together, but it had to be done. For the first time in your life, you were walking away from a situation that could get you into trouble. 

You could feel his eyes on you as you searched for the rest of your clothes, managing to get fully dressed in a matter of minutes. He had put on his boxers and sat on the edge of his bed, eyeing your every move.

“Hey, I know you might miss me,” you teased, pinching his cheek lightly. “But, I don’t want to get caught up in any more drama, alright? Hana’s a good girl, maybe you could finally settle down-”

He cut you off, grabbing your wrist and pulling your face towards him. Maybe your heart had skipped a beat for a second there, but that giddy feeling was soon replaced with annoyance at his next words.

“And you? Are you gonna settle down?” he asked with a growl that he only ever brought out on... rough nights. You couldn’t help but laugh at how seriously he was taking this. Maybe he wasn’t lying when he said that you were his favorite fuck buddy.

“Unlike you, I haven’t met a Hana to tie me down just quite yet,” you said, releasing yourself from his grip. “No Prince Charming has ever swept me off my feet.”

You said it with a wink, but those words didn’t sit well with Taehyung. Who exactly was he to you?

“I’ll just stop meeting Hana then,” Taehyung shrugged. “We don’t need to end what we have going on just because of another girl. I could cut her off easily.”

You stared at him for a bit as you combed through your hair and then busted out in laughter. Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows at your reaction.

“Tae, no offense, but you actually can’t do better than Hana,” you shook your head, still laughing at his words. “Do you know how hard it is to come by a girl like her? Like, she’s so good for you. Hana could actually change you, you know that?” 

It seemed pathetic that you were hyping up Hana so much and you could tell Taehyung was starting to get annoyed by it to, but you couldn’t help it. Hana was really better than you in so many aspects. Who were you to try and monopolize Taehyung all to yourself? Who were you to discourage her from pursuing a relationship with him? The right thing to do was to give her a fair shot with her first love.

You walked towards the pair of heels you had left near the bedroom door and slipped them on carefully.

“I could change for you too, [Y/N],” he murmured softly. “If you just ask, I would.”

You blinked at his words but continued to put on your heels. Was he drunk? You just came over after some light studying, you were sure he wasn’t intoxicated. No matter how hard you tried to ignore the rapid beating of your heart, you couldn’t get rid of the guilt that sat in the back of your throat.

“Tae, you and I both know we can’t change each other,” you said finally managing to get your heels on after grabbing the wall. “We’ve been doing this for months and we still manage to find time to fuck other people when we have the chance. Does that sound healthy to you?”

You tried to ease the tension of the conversation, but Taehyung was making it extremely difficult to switch the atmosphere into something more positive. He was angry with you, you could tell by the way he clenched his fists together and looked down at his feet. What did you even do to elicit a reaction this severe?

“Tae? What’s wrong?”

All he did was shake his head in response, not looking into your eyes. You sat next to him, putting a comforting hand onto his lap.

“Tell me. I’m all ears,” you said soothingly. 

He heaved in a deep sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. 

“Would you hate me if I said that I’d stop fucking other people if I just had you?” he asked slowly, trying to gauge your reaction without directly making eye contact. You were still for a second and finally, some things had started to click in your head. Your palms started sweating. 

Finally understanding his words, you pulled your hand away from Taehyung’s lap and scoot a bit farther away from him.

“Tae, I wouldn’t be able to do the same for you,” you said straightforwardly. It was best to be honest in situations like this.

He shook his head and finally lifted his eyes, but he looked in front of him instead of at you.

“And what if I told you I was okay with that?” he gulped.

You sat their stunned, not really knowing what to say in response. Truthfully, you were frightened about the implications of his words. What would this mean for you two? For this no strings attached relationship? It all just felt too overwhelming at that moment.

You stood up, grabbing your purse from the floor, and was about to head to the door until he stopped you by the wrist again. He dragged you back to stand in front of the bed where he sat.

“I don’t want Hana, [Y/N],” he said, tears forming in his eyes. “I want you. Only you."

Your heart raced at his words and turned around to face him. As you stood there, staring down at him, you realized how weak he really seemed at that moment. It hurt you to see him like this, but then again, you  should have expected this reaction. He had gotten clingier with you the past few weeks and you were an idiot for not realizing earlier.

Sometimes it was obvious that Taehyung was the more sensitive one out of the two of you, that he was a bit more skeptical of his lifestyle choices. There were times when you’d seen him genuinely heartbroken after getting slapped by girls he’d broken things off with and how he’d send apology texts to the ones he hurt the most. You weren’t like that- more of the type to ghost, the type to block. You couldn’t make an exception for Taehyung, not when Hana was at the dorm preparing her confession of love to him any day now.

“Please stay,” Taehyung croaked, burrying his head onto your long sleeve.

“I can’t Tae,” you said, softly pushing his hand away. “You know I’m not that kind of person.”

Taehyung had started tearing up, his lips forming a scowl. It was the first time you’d ever seen him show such sorrowful emotions. You smiled sadly at him. It felt like you were murdering someone with the way the guilt had completely overtaken your whole body. Staying with him would break Hana’s heart, but leaving him would break Taehyung’s.

In the end, you lose either way. 

You grabbed a handkerchief from your purse and dabbed the tears away from his eyes.

“I can’t hurt Hana anymore,” you replied. “And I don’t want to hurt you anymore either. I’m sorry.”

He had started to sob and you handed the piece of cloth to him so he could wipe the tears off himself. You prayed that you wouldn’t regret letting him go, but knowing you, you probably would.

“It was fun being with you,” you said, carefully, not wanting to push any more buttons. “And maybe if I was a different person we could be something more, but...”

You couldn’t really find the energy to finish your sentence as you watched him cry into the handkerchief. Your heart was hurting so, so much. You wanted to take him into your arms, tell him that none of it was his fault and that you’d do anything just to see his twinkly eyes and bright smile once again. But you were reminded once again of that beautiful expression Hana had when she finished her poster-board for Taehyung, how they looked cruising through campus on their bikes with matching helmets. They’d make a great couple, you thought to yourself. Hana had the emotional availability that Taehyung craved for. This was the right thing to do, you thought.

“Let’s stop seeing each other,” you said with a conviction that only a person who was used to saying those words could muster confidently.

He looked up at you with disdain, scrunching his face in pain. He had never had his heart torn quite like this before. Taehyung wondered then if this was how all the other girls felt when he’d leave them. He realized, at that moment, that he might have deserved having his heart broken.

“Please stay,” he said again, his words distorted from the crying.

You shook your head and turned the door knob.

“I can’t,” you replied, tears threatening to spill over as you exited the room.

—

You left his dorm at 4 a.m., successfully evading campus security once again. When you walked towards your own dorm building, you couldn’t help but cry your eyes out. No other break up with the guys in your past had hurt quite like this one, even if you two were just fuck buddies. You didn’t even care about the worried glances people gave you as you passed by, you just wanted to drown in in your sorrows.

You opened the door to your room and Hana was there, reading a book. You composed yourself rather quickly, wiping away your tears before she could notice. Your cheeks were still noticeably puffy, though.

“Where were you?” she asked, taking her eyes off the page she was on to look at the wall clock in the room. “It’s so late, dummy. I stayed up to make sure you were okay since you weren’t answering my calls.”

You gave a fake chuckle.

“You know me,” you teased lightly, with a smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes. “Another weekend means a new guy.”

She groaned in response.

“I literally can’t wait until you settle down and be all whipped for someone,” she sighed, turning a page on her book. “That way I can actually make fun of you.”

You choked back a cry and took off your heels, collapsing onto your bed.

“I doubt that’ll happen,” you whispered, before drifting off into sleep.

When had it become so easy for you to lie?

—

A/N: This was so much fun to write!! I really wanted a realistic depiction of a friends with benefits au so I hope this turned out okay. Let me know if yall want a part two!! I wanted to ask this question to you guys: is [Y/N] a bad person? The [Y/N] in this reminds me a lot of myself so hopefully yall dont dislike her too much LMAO Any suggestions for upcoming stories are welcome. Please let me know how you feel about this, I feed off of compliments and criticisms <3 Much love 

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