#he's literally talking about how he would have been perfectly happy with doing mundane boring everyday things w her...

[rorsry]

how do you miss the point this bad it's just embarrassing

#he's literally talking about how he would have been perfectly happy with doing mundane boring everyday things w her... #that he didnt want life in the limelight he just wanted her. to love her. to live life with her *head in hands* #i understand not liking the movie (not really) but to misinterpret tye power that scene held that badly..god im glad im not you #btw he wanted the divorce bc evelyn would just. NOT listen to him. so he had to take drastic measures to ensure she would? #why do you think they stayed together at the end??bc evelyn finally Listened to him. and Saw Him. which is what they needed #i just. bruh #you watched the movie with your eyes and heart closed #added cringe comp k/ryu the same way u guys add a water filter to ur images

[kstewdeux]

@inukag-week

June 18th, 2022 - Anniversary

Summary: Kagome goes a little overboard on her gift making Inuyasha feel like an asshole. Little does he know, it’s literally his thoughts that count.

It was a beautiful yet unseasonably cold spring morning. The weather recently had been flirting with summer but a series of thunderstorms had tipped the scales in favor of near wintery temperatures. Not that it really mattered. The cold never bothered certain people who had risked the near freezing waters that morning and didn’t so much as shiver. So it was that a fair way into the mostly naked trees stood a very frazzled yet well groomed Inuyasha busy brushing himself off before reaching up to smooth his slicked back hair.

Yes, okay, maybe he realized he usually didn’t give a rat’s ass about his appearance. Despite faking confidence until confidence came, he had always been insecure about how he looked. Not as much anymore though. It was hard to think you were ugly and disgusting when your wife looked at your body like she was seeing god. Still, he was usually kinda lazy about his day to day look. Never saw a point in dolling himself up but today was different. In fact, it was a day that he’d never in a million years thought he’d get. Some people might think your wedding day would be the most important day in someone’s married life but for Inuyasha, the end of the first year was way more significant.

All his life he’d other people talking about how the first year was the hardest year of marriage. To be perfectly honest, for the past twelve months, he’d been secretly waiting for the other shoe to drop. Expecting Kagome to say to hell with the modest lifestyle he could provide and jumping straight back to her world. A world with every luxury you could imagine and ones that the feudal era simply didn’t have. No running water. No electricity. No soaps or stove tops or fridges. But he tried to make her comfortable, okay? He did try. He got her fresh food all year round. Taught her everything he could think she might need to know to survive and just handled the things she didn’t like doing. He prepped all the meat because seeing how the sausage got made made her gag. Every single day he got her fresh water. Their house was as water tight as he could get it and there was no draft. Got her lye and fragrant flowers so she could have something resembling the soap from her era. Anything she asked him to do he did. Anything she mentioned missing he tried to replicate. Was he doing a good job? No. Did she say it was the thought that counted? Yes. Did that mean he sucked at making things? Probably.

Despite his screw ups, instead of doing what he worried she’d do, she stayed and being with Kagome had been as effortless as breathing. Sure they still fought. Their dynamic hadn’t really changed except in almost every way possible. She held him and cuddled him and kissed him good morning. For the first time ever, he owned things that he didn’t inherit. Bowls, plates, chopsticks, a table, and, of all things, art. Not great art. Kagome - bless  her heart -had  taken up painting and the ones she loved the most were hung on their walls. Such as the small portrait of her old home in the future. Well, it was supposed to be that. Didn’t look like much of anything to be honest but she’d called it ‘abstract’ art which Inuyasha took to mean the artist couldn’t draw. During the winter months, they’d sit around the hearth doing nothing except boring, mundane things.  When things warmed up and he got comfortable enough to travel away from her again, she would welcome him home and massage his shoulders. Comb his hair and tended to his cuts with meticulous care. Told him she was proud. That he was so loved. That he was beautiful. Okay, she called him handsome but same thing. She complimented him, was always happy to see him and knew him better than he knew himself. She articulated her feelings with ease and sincerity. She let the world know loved him and he loved her more than words could ever express.

 But, with god as his witness, he was gunna find those words.

 So, to make this day especially meaningful to the woman who had the gift of gab, he’d spent the majority of the past few months working on a speech. Problem being, of course, that he was not good at using words to express emotion. Snarky quips and curses he could do but insulting Kagome out of love was not going to cut it this time. Or ever really but that was just how he showed he cared, okay? And she understood what he meant most of the time. Knew he didn’t mean how it sounded. Most of the time, when he said those things, he was scared shitless because she’d gotten kidnapped yet again or injured herself in a completely avoidable way by doing something impulsive. Besides, even though he didn’t use nice words all that often, he showed he loved her in other ways. Since she’d come back, he’d made a conscious effort to cuddle and kiss and hold her whenever possible. Brought her little gifts and was very supportive during her adjustment. Her efforts on that last bit made him so proud he might burst at the seams. She was already the strongest miko in existence so adding any new skill – whether it be medicine or cooking or sewing – made her get that much closer to achieving goddess level.

 In short, with each passing day, he loved her impossibly more and this past year had been the best year of his life. So, he needed to celebrate that and thank her for making all his dreams a reality.

 He just needed to not mess this up.

Swallowing thickly, Inuyasha closed his eyes, straightened up and focused instead on what he needed to say. Even on a good day, nice things he said sounded like an insult and despite knowing Kagome did love him for some reason, he really wanted today to go well. For one day, at least, he wanted to let her know how much he loved her and how much she meant to him. After all, despite them telegraphing ‘I love you’ back and forth, he’d never really…

 “Okay. Kagome.  I know…I know I’m not good at words but if I had the words to describe my feelings for you, I’d say them all the time,” Inuyasha began shakily – his eyes still closed and his face one of perfect concentration, “What I can say is that I love you. Not just because of who you are but for what I am when I’m with you. What you’ve made me. Even though I know…I know it must’ve been hard, thank you for never giving up on me. I actually love the way you nag and glare at me sometimes. The way we fight and the times that we don’t. I love every single second of it because it makes me know how much you care. You don’t know how much our fights mean to me. You’re fighting for me, not against me and…”

 Stopping, Inuyasha groaned and pressed his fingers over his eyes. That sounded way worse out loud than it did in his head. Which meant he had to start over from scratch and throw something else together which would undoubtedly be just as shitty. Better yet, to add to this awful no good realization he had mere hours to come up with something before the sun went down. Hell, it was already high noon and he was fairly certain he wasn’t going to come up with something even half-way decent.

 The last thing he wanted to do was remind her how terrible being with him actually was. She deserved to be with someone who she didn’t have to yell at all the time. Someone who was kind and sweet and…and thoughtful. Who never needed to be fixed in the first place and just came into this world with rainbows shooting out of their ass Instead, she’d gotten saddled with the sorriest son of a bitch who ever lived. Someone who was a broken hot mess and had to be put back together piece by piece. Who had to stand outside talking to himself like a lunatic just to practice saying something sweet because he was not a sweet person and resorted to insults half the time out of insecurity. She was so much smarter than him and he just knew she thought he was stupid….

Groaning louder, Inuyasha buried his face in his hands while his ears flattened against his skull.

Why didn’t he have the right words?

 Inuyasha rocked back on his heels and folded his trembling hands in front of him like a ‘proper’ gentleman might do. His eyes still closed as a thousand images and words raced through his mind. It might not be good but something was better than nothing. Besides, she always seemed to understand him somehow so…so maybe…

 “Kagome. I know I don’t say it…ever…but I love…”

 Groaning again, Inuyasha reached up with both hands to scratch the back of his neck and massage his shoulders. That was even worse somehow. One shuddering breath later and he was trying again.

“Twelve months ago, you came back. Knowing you has been the best….best thing that ever happened to me,” Inuyasha mumbled shakily – his face making little quirky expressions as he imagined actually saying these things out loud, “You made me a better person. Gave me everything I could ever ask for. And I try to…to give you everything but-no. No can’t say that.”

Shaking his head, Inuyasha inhaled and exhaled.

“You have given me everything I could ever ask for and I am so grateful that…that you chose me. You didn’t hafta but-shit no.”

Agitatedly pulling as he shoulder blades, Inuyasha huffed and sighed heavily.

“I am so grateful that you chose me. I love you.  I love who I am around you. What you’ve made me into. And I just…I just wanted…you to know…that.”

 Figuring that last bit was probably the only bit he could reasonably get out without messing it up, Inuyasha twisted to crack his back before turning back towards the village with a determined glare.

 “Okay,” he whispered to himself before jumping and kneeling down to pick up the flowers he’d picked with meticulous care, “Can’t forget these. Okay. Now I’m ready. Let’s do this.”

 Inuyasha, for all his planning and practice, had every ounce of confidence wiped from his mind upon entering the hut and seeing Kagome standing there with the proudest little smile. Somehow, some way she’d managed to completely transform the sleeping area. There were furs, a futon on raised stilts and worst of all, she had done the impossible.

 Ramen. There it was - herbs, noodles and beef - boiling away in a pot. Somehow she’d figured out how to make something as close to ramen as one could get in this era. It smelled spot on too. For lunch he imagined but that…that…

 “Wha-“

 “Happy Anniversary!” Kagome exclaimed happily before her smile fell upon seeing his face turn green.

 “This-“

 “Oh! Okay, so tonight is the twelfth new moon since I got back so I thought it’d be nice to celebrate,” she offered – clearly trying to stay positive and not freak out, “It’s completely okay if you weren’t keeping track. I mean…”

 “The hell is that supposed to mean,” Inuyasha huffed miserably as he removed the flowers from behind his back and half-heartedly raised them up, “I remembered. I kept track. I did.”

 As soon as he dropped his hand, his very modest gift decided in that moment to betray him. Almost as if on cue, every single flower head decided to jump ship en masse leaving only ugly naked stems in the horrified and crushed half-demon’s hand.

 “I-I can get more,” he mumbled wearily as he knelt down and began collecting the traitorous little bastards off the floor, “I just…I wanted to do something nice but maybe I should’ve done something-“

 “You really remembered?” Kagome breathed happily – her heart melting behind her eyes despite Inuyasha being unable to see it, “On your own?”

 “Yeah,” he sighed – his eyes focusing squarely on the petals and heads, “Look, Kagome I…”

 “You don’t need to get anything else. This is perfect,” Kagome cooed quickly – completely interrupting his other gift of words as she rushed forward and began plucking the petals from his hand, “This isn’t really all that much. I just wanted to make a safe space for you tonight. So, you could actually sleep. And I didn’t do-“

 “That’s stupid. You’re my safe space whether I sleep or not. I don’t need all this shit,” Inuyasha sighed miserably as he visibly sagged in defeat, “You always do too much. I can’t compete with this Kagome. I got you flowers and you-“

 “I’m your safe space?” Kagome asked – her voice happier than he’d ever heard it before and out of surprise, amber eyes flicked upwards. His face crumpling in confusion.

 “Yeah?” he replied slowly – his brow furrowed and his eyes betraying how much of an idiot he thought she was in that moment, “Did I stutter or something?”

 Kagome’s grin widened and Inuyasha felt more uncomfortable than ever.

 “No. No. You were saying?”

 “Well its…it’s just not fair. I mean, people like you. You give them medicine and they give you priceless shit,” Inuyasha continued mumbling defensively, “The only real thing of value I have to my name is you and I can’t really sell you to buy nice things for you. Defeats the purpose and…and…”

 Nodding like she was listening to his points, Kagome was having a hard time not just kissing him senseless. He didn’t realize it but he was actually being quite sweet and dropping little statements that let her know how much he loved her.

 “I mean, shit Kagome, who the hell gave you furs? Helped you build a freaking bed, huh?” Inuyasha huffed as he gestured towards the luxurious items, “If you wanted a bed, I’d’ve made you one. I’d do anything for you but I don’t know what to do unless you tell me. You should know that by now and you shouldn’t have had to do this yourself and…and just….”

 “Can I tell you what I need then?” Kagome interrupted his verbal self-lashing and breathing heavily, Inuyasha nodded. His eyes screaming and wavering as he waited to jump at the opportunity to do whatever she was about to ask.

 Clasping her hands behind her back, she smiled widely and rocked back on her heels.

 “I want you to be happy. Always. I want you to smile and laugh,” she offered – repeating her thoughts from the very beginning of the quest, “And I want you to always know I am your safe place.”

 Sagging in defeat, Inuyasha gave her a withering glare.

 “Seriously?”

 “Yes seriously. That and I want you to use the stuff I worked hard to get you and I want you to sleep tonight,” she added sweetly, “For my present, I want you to let me protect you.”

 “That’s not a real present,” he huffed irritably as he ran his claws through his hair, “Give me something to do woman or I’m gunna scream.”

 “We need more firewood,” she offered without skipping a beat and rolling his eyes, Inuyasha nodded before heading towards the door.

 “I’m gunna get you new flowers too, okay? Ain’t nobody gunna say I didn’t get you anything.”

 Humming contentedly, Kagome leaned up against the doorframe and watched him go. Hearing him say his feelings out loud was the best present she had ever gotten. Topped only by the fact that later that night, he did fall asleep in her arms. All it took, apparently, was having her heartbeat ringing in the human ear pressed tightly against her chest. Burrowing under the covers, Inuyasha released a long relieved sigh and all the tension in his muscles melted right out while a soft mumble of ‘love you’ made its way over his lips. Throughout that night, his body subconsciously tried to melt into hers - unknowing nuzzles and coos of contentment made her heart soar. The few times he seemed to having a bad dream all she needed to do was hum and whatever negative expression he made faded almost instantly. He was precious. He was warm. He was happy. He snored. Not loudly but still. His lips twitched upwards in his peaceful slumber whenever she stroked his cheek. Above things it was clear he hadn’t been exaggerating when he admitted she was his safe place and that he was most likely downplaying how much he loved her. All this time she’d assumed that she loved him more than he loved her but after today, it seemed like him saying he needed her was a gross understatement. She was his world. The only thing he needed in life.

Alas, time stood still for no man but Kagome was very happy to report that night was quite possibly the best one she’d ever had. Officially, she was now the only person who had ever had the pleasure of seeing how his human side slept. Probably the only person in history who’d heard his cute soft snore. She was the only person he would ever let see - much less hold - him in his most vulnerable state. Being graced with that level of trust and love which had been demonstrated in such a simple way?

Oh it was the best gift ever.

[moony-artnstuff]

Matchup Commission @yunohawkeye

Note: @yunohawkeye it's finally here! Thank you so much for your patience, I know you had to wait very long for this, but I hope it is to your liking!

Warning: This matchup contains nsfw, don't like, don't read!

Lord of the Rings: I ship you with Legolas!

The height difference is adorable.

He loves your hair, and he’s surprised when you tell him how you actually want it because that’s not something you really see in Middle-Earth, least of all his own culture. Still he’d be happy to help you find the supplies you need for cutting and dying it the way you want it.

You like stealing his tunics, as they look like oversized t-shirts on you and they smell like him. The first time he saw you wearing his clothes he almost died from cuteness.

He loved how you were a bit shy when you first met and then gradually became more comfortable around him. He saw it as an achievement whenever you shared something new with him, and he loved getting to know you more.

He’s a curious ball of sunshine and when you get excited about something he gets excited about it too. He’s so supportive of the things you do and likes learning more about them. He’d also be really happy if you took an interest in his hobbies such as archery.

Legolas enjoys being with people (this is also expected of him because he’s a prince) but he also loves quiet moments with you. He’s happy you can entertain yourself when he has to do his duties as prince of Greenwood the great, as he wouldn’t want you to be bored or lonely while he’s away.

Don’t worry about shopping he will get you all the clothes you could ever wish for and he lets them tailor exactly to your size (benefit of being a prince). He quickly takes notice of your style and orders clothing accordingly.

This ellon is clingy as fuck and would love nothing more than to be in your presence at all times, so no worrying about that. He’s also extremely cuddly. Good luck trying to get to the bathroom at night, he won’t let you out of his grip.

He likes your random moments, as he has a lot of them himself. I imagine him as a kind of oddball amongst elves. The two of you keep each other on your toes, and you can often be found laughing about something the other said.

Legolas adores both your tomboyish personality as well as your tomboy looks. Legolas is a warrior and works with both ellons and elliths who are all badasses but all look quite feminine with their long hair and stuff, meaning your personality is familiar yet your looks are refreshing and he likes it.

Introduce him to video games, he’d be fascinated by them. I can totally see him getting fully absorbed in a fight scene, whether he is playing himself or encouraging you.

Loves to dance with you, he does it all the time. You’re relaxing on the sofa doing nothing in particular? Dancing. He sees you walking past in the halfway? Let’s twirl around together for a moment. He’s been away from you for some time and now finally gets to see you again? He picks you up and spins you around, so happy he is to see you again.

Like I said before, Legolas is a bit of an oddball amongst elves, so he would never judge you for being your weird and quirky self because really, he’s the same. It makes him so happy that you’re comfortable enough to be yourself around him, and it encourages him to do the same as well.

Legolas is a ray of sunshine and finds joy in almost everything in life, but he has seen dark things and lost loved ones as well. He is the perfect person to talk to when life is weighing you down or when you just want to talk about some heavier topics, as he knows what it feels like, while at the same time he’s also capable of making you smile again in mere seconds.

Your dark humor catches him off guard at first but he catches on quite quickly.

Legolas is all for having a good connection and good communication. He often talks with you about how he feels about something and asks your opinion. He also frequently compliments you and genuinely can’t understand how you can’t see how amazing you are. Will stubbornly continue with giving you compliments, all the while looking at you as if you are denying simple facts such as the sky is blue, because he means every word he says.

Teasing him will be a challenge as he can be quite the oblivious one (for example if you were to rile him up during the day with lingering touches and then play dumb he would get frustrated because he’d believe you’d genuinely didn’t know what you were doing when in reality you were teasing him), and he will probably take the things you say too literal (“Legolas, is that a banana in your pants or are you just happy to see me?” “Why would I have a banana in my pants?”). It’s best to just give him straightforward compliments when trying to flirt with him.

Legolas is a bottom. Like yeah, sure, he can take the lead if you want him to but he prefers to be the submissive one, and he loves the way you take the lead and how good you make him feel.

Just like with Thorin you’ll be introducing him to a whole new world regarding sex and toys. At first he’s a bit shy about the concept of dirty thoughts and talking about sex, but his curiousity and your openness to talk about it makes him more comfortable.

Loves it when you tie him up and have your way with him, especially when you peg and edge him.

You met at the counsel of lord Elrond where you volunteered to be part of the fellowship. Legolas was curious as to why a human woman would offer herself to such a task, and he started a conversation with you. He quickly came to like your company and often seeked out your company during the journey. You comforted each other after Gandalf’s death and while you are in Lothlorien he tells you about his home and the dangers it’s facing. He needs a bit of help from Aragorn and Gimli, but he eventually realizes he has feelings for you and he doesn’t hesitate to confess, because why would he? He loves you and wants to be with you, and if you feel the same then he wants to start courting immediately since your time together is already short with you being human and him being an elf.

The Hobbit: I ship you with Thorin!

He likes you being blunt. Thorin does not have the best social skills and though he is by no means stupid he can be a bit thickheaded sometimes. That’s why he likes that you’re not afraid to tell him how it is without beating around the bush.

Whenever you get bubbly or excited about something he gets this soft, fond smile while looking at you. He just thinks you’re so precious and he makes a mental note to often talk about your interests to see that spark in your eyes.

The teasing will get to him. God this dwarrow just can’t handle it, he might act all tough and stoic on the outside but he really is just one big softie on the inside who becomes a flustered mess the second you give him that look alone.

Just like you, Thorin is an introvert. He prefers to spend his time with close friends and family, such as the company and you. His favorite moments are spent with you, in your shared bedroom where you do your writing and he hums in front of the fire next to you, just enjoying each other’s presence.

You both tend to keep problems to yourself, so you help each other with opening up. It was a bit of a struggle in the beginning, with the both of you wanting to be there for each other but refusing to open up about your own problems. Slowly though, Thorin started to tell you about his past and the loss he felt when he lost his grandfather, his father and his brother in the war against the goblins. This made you open up about your feelings as well and the two of you learned to reach out to each other whenever something’s bothering you.

He’ll hold your hand when you have to be in a big crowd. As king and queen under the mountain it is expected of you to attend council meetings and grand parties alike, but Thorin always makes sure to stay close to you and offer you comfort until the two of you can retreat to your chambers again.

He loves your ‘randomness’, it refreshes him. He’s always been so focused on leading his people, reclaiming Erebor and then rebuilding it that he’s never really had any time for fun. You saying and doing random things gets him out of that cycle of endless responsibilities and to him it feels like a fresh breath of air.

Please play music with him! He feels a lot of pride in having such a talented and musical s/o. He would be so happy if you let him accompany you in your music with his harp.

Don’t worry about not having spotify or youtube in Middle-Earth, Thorin’s voice will definitely make up for it (we all heard him sing in Bag-end *chills*). He often hums to himself when doing a mundane task, and if you asked it of him he would be happy to sing for you.

He’s honored if you show him your writing.

He’s honored if you show him your writing.

Despite knowing you can handle yourself perfectly well he’s still very protective over you. He’s just so afraid to lose you, but he tries to tone it down for you as much as he can.

After the mountain is reclaimed he becomes much more loose and free spirited, he’ll be both your partner and your best friend for life

Although he can be a bit oblivious sometimes he makes an effort to see what your likes and dislikes are, for example your movie preferences, and he keeps them in mind when getting you gifts

Like I said before, you’ll have to help him with being open/vulnerable with you. It's not that he doesn’t trust you, he’s just not used to being vulnerable with someone, so he needs to take it slow. You’ll also have to teach him to stay calm and talk when the two of you have an argument. Thorin is used to leading his people and has always been put under a lot of pressure because of it, but you quickly showed him that getting angry and barking orders was not the way to handle a fight with you, and with time he becomes better and better at talking things out with you.

Your openness to sexual talk and constantly having dirty thought caught him off guard at first, as people usually don’t talk so easily about such concepts in Middle-Earth. He tends to get a bit bashful/shy when he hears you talk about it, but slowly becomes more comfortable to listen and maybe add some of his own thoughts.

Will sit you down and tell you in a very serious way that you are amazing when you turn down a compliment. For example, he’ll compliment you for your writing and you say something along the lines of “I’m really not that good, I’m actually quite bad at it.” and he’d just get this serious face and be like “Amrâlime, you are one of the most talented people I’ve met, don’t talk about yourself like that.” Que him starting a whole rant about how beautiful and amazing and skilled you are and genuinely not understanding how you can’t see it too. Thorin has never been good with words, but he sure as hell is going to make sure you know how amazing he thinks you are.

He’s never thought much about sex or having a spouse, untill you came along. He first imagined himself topping, but when the moment finally arrived and you took the lead, he did not mind at all (he’s a switch).

You’re gonna have so much fun tying him up in bed and edging him. He’s not one to beg, or even ask for something in general, so it’s gonna be delicious when he finally does break

You introduce him to a whole new world regarding sex and toys. Thorin loves to experience all kinds of things with you and eventually settles on his own preferences and dislikes. He likes it that you’re a dom, it makes him feel taken care of. Being able to be so intimate and vulnerable with you was something he never knew he needed.

You met when the company stopped in Rivendell, where the company found you playing the piano. You had heard about the arrival of the dwarves and started a conversation with them. Soon you hit it off with Fili, Kili and Nori (for some reason I imagine him liking sex jokes and also being open to nsfw talk) and before you knew it you were part of the company. At first Thorin was against letting you join them, as he didn’t understand what business you could have with dwarves trying to reclaim their homeland, but during the quest you became closer and closer with him, talking about what Erebor was like before Smaug took over and what life was like for him and his family when Thorin had to lead his people to the blue mountains. Eventually the two of you started courting and Thorin asked you to marry him after Erebor was reclaimed, making you queen under the mountain.

#commission #matchup #special matchup #legolas x reader #thorin x reader #the hobbit #the hobbit x reader #lord of the rings #lord of the rings x reader

[capaimagines]

bts - married life

Pairing: BTS x Reader | Genre: fluff | Warnings: none | WC: 2.0k

kim namjoon 

↬ Absolutely loves coming home to your cooking.

↬ He would have the brightest smile across his face when he comes home after a long day to see you dancing around in the kitchen.

↬ The first thing he would do every day is kiss you hello and tell you how much he missed you.

↬ You would always tease him; “You saw me just this morning!” even though you really missed him too.

↬ The two of you loved cuddles. He would always refuse to go to bed unless he had you wrapped up in his arms like a koala.  He loved the scent of your shampoo, it always relaxed him and helped him fall asleep quicker.

↬ Hearing the sound of his heartbeat and feeling his warmth helped calm you down and you always forced his hand to your head so he can run his fingers through your hair.

↬ There’s an unspoken routine; you cook and clean whilst he does all the rest.  Putting up shelving, moving furniture, taking out the trash, etc. He’d prefer if you didn’t do anything, but he knows you’re too headstrong to listen to him!

↬ You still worked though, because you were adamant that you weren’t going to rely on him even though you’ve been married for a few years now. It’s something he adored and admired about you.

↬ You also really loved making meals for all the members and their partners. Getting together at your home is something you love and Namjoon smiles adoringly when he sees the light in your eyes with the rest of his family. You were made for him.

↬ He just loves and adores you so much, he couldn’t ask for a better person to come home too.

kim seokjin 

↬ He’s the one who cooks for you all the time.

↬ Never lets you in the kitchen unless he’s there to supervise, but he does love cooking with you; it’s something you two do together a lot. More so, you observe whilst he cooks.

↬ You always make dessert and he cooks the main meal. It was always that way before you were ever married.

↬ He loves to spoil you; always comes home with your favorite flowers.  There’s so many now that your home has become its own flower field basically.

↬ ALWAYS and I mean always, kisses you good morning and it’s the best way to start your day.

↬ If you had kids, he’d be the best dad (you couldn’t wait!)

↬ Honestly, Jin would be just like them and you’d feel like you had a house of kids.

↬ He’d teach them to cook, get up early on Saturday’s to watch cartoons with them, take them to school before going to work.

↬ He’d always give you a break when you were tired or when he noticed you were burning out.

↬ Jin would love to run you bubble baths with rose petals, massages (that can sometimes lead to other things), taking you out for your favorite food. He does whatever he can to keep the smile on your face and keep you happy.

↬ Every night, when you’re both going to bed, he’d kiss your ring finger where the ring adorns, reminding himself just how lucky he was to find someone as amazing as you.

kim yoongi 

↬ It’d be a nice, quiet, relaxed life with Yoongi.

↬ The two of you would have your own routines that seem to fit perfectly around each other.

↬ You’d cook him breakfast, always sure to remind him that it’s the most important meal of the day.

↬ You’d also make sure to pack him a lunch box and sneak it in his bag because you knew that he wouldn’t leave the studio or practice to eat a proper meal. You always made sure to slip a few extra for the rest of the boys too.

↬ Most of your nights were spent in his studio while he worked; you either cooking and bringing him food or ordering takeout.

↬ He always stops to eat with you; he thinks the most important thing is eating together and talking about your days at the end of the night; plus, he misses you and feels bad that he works odd hours.

↬ But you’ve never held that against him, your happy that he allows you to watch him over him whilst he works and that he takes your opinions into account when he’s working his magic.

↬ Sleeping is the best with him; you’re both always curled up in each other's arms as he rubs gently circles on your back.

↬ Your marriage may seem boring to the outside eye, but you love the quiet, comfortable life you’ve built with him.

jung hoseok

↬ Prepare yourself for a marriage full of laughter and fun! 

↬ He’s always has the brightest smile on his face, just as bright as the day he saw you walk down the aisle.

↬ He adores coming home and having you jump into his arms or kiss his cheek as a greeting. It’s even better when you’ve found the energy to make you both a nice meal.

↬ He loves taking you out on impromptu activities. Dancing, hikes, arcades, parks, random walks. He loves being around you and spending all the time he can with you.

↬ Fights rarely happen between the two of you, but when they do, he makes it a point for both of you to never go to bed mad at each other; you can be annoyed or upset, but never mad.

↬ Cuddling is his favorite thing to do with you; he constantly has to have his arms around you. When you’re in bed he loves when you’re the little spoon and he can wrap himself around you.

↬ Every night before you sleep he kisses your ring finger that you wear your wedding band on as well as your knuckles. His kiss is a silent promise to always love you and support you, not matter what life decides to throw your way.

↬ Hobi loves to surprise you by coming home early to cook a meal for you and set up a mini at-home spa to help you relax. You always do things for him and while he can’t leave work early often, he loves the look of shock and happiness when he can set this up for you.

↬ Your wedding picture is the first thing anyone sees when they walk through the front door. It’s also his favorite, seeing you adorned in a white gown with your hair all done up. It was the happiest day of his life and now, he gets to live the happiest moments of his life with you by his side.

park jimin

↬ Cuddles, cuddles and more cuddles.

↬ He literally loves to be in your arms or vice versa, have you in his. Always needs to be touching you in some kind of way.

↬ Gets possessive/jealous very easily but tries not to show it. You think it’s cutest thing ever and it makes you feel loved.

↬ Whenever you’re out together, whether it be at the mall, a company party or with the other members, his arm is always wrapped protectively around your waist. He presses small kisses to your temple every now and then; it’s his silent way of telling everyone around you both to back off and that you’re off limits . 

↬ He definitely isn’t the best at cooking, but loves to help you cook in any way he could. That be chopping vegetables together, making sweets. It’s something that you find joy in and he loves spending all his free time with you when he can.

↬ You’re there for him always when his self-confidence gets low. Hyping him up and letting him know just how good of a job he’s doing. He doesn’t say it often, but he loves you even more when you do that for him. He appreciates you being so understanding and attentive to him.

↬ You hear I love you a million times a day from him. When he wakes up, when you’re eating breakfast together, when he leaves for the day. Constantly texts you throughout the day as well reminding you how important you are to him, how beautiful you are and how lucky he is to have you.

↬ But his favorite I love you is when you’re half asleep, between dreamland and the living world and he whispers I love you quietly. Pulling you close and feeling your warmth on him and you nuzzle into him, whispering a quiet, sleepy I love you back.

kim taehyung 

↬ Will spoil the living shit out of you.

↬ Flowers every day, fancy dinners whenever he can spare the time, jewelry, clothes, shopping sprees, vacations, etc.

↬ His biggest joy in life is seeing the surprised look on your face when he gives you another gift and you smile like a kid on Christmas day.

↬ Loves to buy you designer clothes and makes sure to make events that you can wear them too. Loves to match with you.

↬ Also loves to just see you cocooned up in his clothes on the couch, hair a mess and watching TV or reading a book. Domesticated you was his favorite look.

↬ Made sure to have a house with a good rooftop so he can take you up there every night and watch the sun fall behind the horizon and the stars come out. Telling you how every star he ever wished on brought you to him and him to you.

↬ Absentmindedly runs his fingers over his wedding band when he’s at work and bored. It grounds him and always brings a smile to his face knowing that you have a matching one, both of you belonging to one another and that when he went home, it was to you.

↬ Really enjoys taking you out to karaoke and just watching you let loose. Even though you suck at singing and are tone deaf, he still smiles his signature boxy smile and tells you how beautiful your voice is that even a siren would be jealous.

↬ Favorite thing to do is cuddle you at night and just watch you sleep. He’ll never understand how he got so lucky to have you in his life forever.

↬ Always introduces you as his wife even though everyone in the world is aware of it and it sends butterflies to your stomach.

jeon jungkook

↬ Hope you like playing games and being active because this marriage will consist of all of that.

↬ He loves when you sit between his legs and play games with him while he sits behind you, whilst his arms wrap around you.

↬ Loves going on hikes with you and it’s how he proposed at a beautifully scenic view of Seoul on top of a mountain.

↬ Helps you with the cooking and takes over the cleaning, giving you mundane tasks while he really cleans everything else.

↬ Refuses to let you do the laundry. It’s his favorite thing. Though, he’ll make you fold it, he doesn’t like folding.

↬ Constantly has his hands on you and is generally clingy.

↬ He has a high libido so be ready for sex at any moment and expect that he’s gonna go a few rounds before he’s done.

↬ Is the sweetest and cutest and utterly supportive of anything you choose to do.

↬ Forever grateful that you brought into his life and stuck around through everything.

#bts #bts imagines #bts imagine #bts scenarios #jungkook scenarios #rm scenarios #yoongi scenarios #jhope scenarios #jimin scenario #taehyung scenarios #jin scenarios #kpop #kpop au #bts x reader #suga #yoongi #hoseok #jhope #namjoon #rm #jungkook #seokjin #jin #jimin #taehyung #v #imagines #imagine #masterlist #bangtan sonyeondan

[ohbae-me]

Brothers Bonding With MC Headcannons

Asmo: Tipsy Nights

Asmo loves parties with MC

Of course he loves getting ready with them

And all the attention they get at the club

But his favourite part is stumbling back to the house of lamentation with them

Slightly tipsy drunk

MC is a very happy drunk

They always stop for some kind of food on the way home

And giggle and gossip about anything and everything

He likes the way they giggle and cling to his arm as they take their sweet time getting home

Sometimes though, they have deep conversations. MC talks about their hopes/dreams/fears, anything at all

And Asmo remembers every detail

Usually they will end up back in Asmo’s room where he will help them get into comfy PJ’s if they are too drunk to do it themselves

They will just cuddle in bed, and talk about anything as they fall asleep, perfectly content from the fun night and great company 

Mammon: Literally Everything

This boi could not care less where they hangout

As much as he denied it at first, he loves just spending time with MC

They tended to stick to each others rooms

But they were also each others go to person to do mundane things such as errands and grocery trips

MC kept mammon on target, and mammon made it fun for MC

Mammon liked to make MC happy, he felt like he was returning the favor

MC was his go to when he was down or bored, he wanted to be theirs too

They have the most random conversations with each other

They play a lot of “would you rather” and “what ifs”

They are equally affectionate with each other and it doesn’t take long for it to be normal to hold hands out shopping, or rest their heads on each others lap like its the most normal thing in the world

Satan: Reading Each Other

He was delighted when he found out MC enjoyed reading

They bonded over trading popular booked from their separate realms

He notices MC gravitates to fantasy and romance books. He mentally notes which so he can try to figure out why they enjoy them.

Definitely not seeing if there was a trend in the protagonists MC tended to fawn over or anything

He thinks it's adorable when MC is constantly checking for his reactions to a book they lent him. Makes a concentrated effort to have no reaction just to bother MC

They used to just trade books, and discuss them over meals, but the longer MC was there they started to read together more and more

First in the music room or the observatory when they wanted peace

Then in each others rooms

When MC first threw their legs over his to get comfortable he was a bit shocked

Now it's just normal

Asmo %100 has a picture of them cuddled up on the couch fast asleep

Lucifer: Quiet Time

It always bothered Lucifer that in general, he gets to spend less time with MC than his brothers do

He is simply much too busy

One day MC asks if she can just join him in his study while he works. They promise to just sit quietly and study

He doesn’t see the harm in it, so he agrees

It becomes common, especially if MC has a test coming up

It makes his heart flip a little when MC takes a break and comes back with his favourite tea and a snack for him

He realizes MC pays more attention to him than he thought

Sometimes when MC is in a really good mood, they’ll start humming as they write notes, Lucifer says nothing in case they get embarrassed and stop doing it 

After several months, on a day when he's particularly grumpy and frustrated with his work, MC offers a shoulder rub to help him relax enough to finish his work

He flushes a little and is about to decline, when MC insists. “If you really hate it, I’ll stop.”

He is a bit surprised how good it feels. For a human with hardly any strength compared to him, they manage to ease some of the tension he didn’t even realize he had

MC just starts doing it more and more when they are alone

Lucifer comes to very much enjoy simply having MCs company and touch on these quiet evenings

Beel: Dinner Dates

When MC first arrived, it became evident that devildom food was not typically favored for humans

Beel was immediately concerned that MC would starve to death

When MC said they were willing to try some of the more tame dishes, Beel made it his personal mission to take them to various restaurants to find things MC would like 

It was a win win for both of them. Anything they didn’t like, Beel got to eat.

Beel followed a lot of human food bloggers on Devilgram so he could try and replicate things when it was his turn to cook

They would usually cook these dishes together, MC sneaking Beel bites throughout as he was the official taste tester

They went on many food dates and often talked about their families

MC would talk about the human world and their life there, and Beel would tell stories about his brothers 

MC once took Beel on a trip to the human world to a buffet style restaurant. They were not so politely asked to leave when they saw the sheer amount Beel could eat.

Beel felt terrible about it, but MC couldn’t help but laugh and seeing MC so happy made Beel feel all warm and tingly

Belphie: Sleepy Escapes

True to his sin, Belphie enjoyed the lazy days where he got MC all to himself

He notices when his brothers are starting to wear MC down and steals them away

His bed is easily the most comfortable in the entire house, and it is so much better when MC snuggles up to him for warmth

He loves just talking to MC while they lie there together

They discuss classes, his brothers, movies, anything goes really

They would think up ways to trick his brothers into pranking each other

He reveled in the laughter when he came up with a particularly detailed plan for getting Mammon to put glue in Lucifers shampoo bottles

They often fell asleep watching TV or simply snuggling in the planetarium, only to be woken up by Mammon yelling at him for wrapping himself around MC as they slept

As long as MC didn’t mind though, he was going to continue getting to know them better and snuggling enough to make up for their lost time while he was locked away 

Levi: Mutual Nerdyness

Levi snorted when he saw just how bad MC was at video games

But they looked so focused it was truly adorable

MC had been so confident they would win this round, they were sitting on the very edge of the couch, face pinched in concentration, turning the controller wildly as if that would help them

Levi couldn’t help but laugh at their crushed expression when they lost yet again

He thought it was cute when they pouted and asked to play a different game

He soon found out that MC loved simulation games. Farming sims, surgery sims, design sims, MC was meticulous. Even he was impressed at how quickly they picked up these games

He found himself needing to look up game cheats just to keep up

He eventually built MC their own gaming PC next to his so that he could use his own again

He loved that she would listen to him gush over new shows or manga series, often wanting to watch them with him

His heart filled with joy when one of the brothers would make a comment about how MC shouldn’t be like entertaining his otaku habits, and MC would put them in their place and defend him

#I feel like some of these have been done before #but fuck it #i want to write more #obey me headcannons #obey me #asmo #mammon #lucifer #levi #beel #belphie #satan

[nyadversary]

asking since your harry potter post was really interesting and made me wonder - are there any magic systems you really like or think are well-constructed and consistent? what are the traits of a good magic system?

oh i definitely don’t feel qualified to make any broad statements about what makes a magic system Good, it depends so heavily on what kind of story you’re trying to tell. i do want to say more about why i think the magic system in HP is ultimately bad though, and i have at least one example of a system i like to compare it with. under cut

very very early on in the HP series — i’m talking about the first few chapters of book 1 — we get the impression that magical ability does symbolize something? like think about how the series opens. the first chapter of the first book follows vernon dursley, a man who lives an extremely mundane life, likes it that way, and is highly perturbed by anything unusual happening or by anyone who seems out of the ordinary. he’s, what, CEO of a drill company or something? some comically boring but well-paying job. petunia is a housewife who passes the time spying on the neighbors. their infant son is already being spoiled and treated more like a prized possession than a human being. and these people hate anything they think is weird, which of course includes anything to do with magic. the dursleys know for a fact magic is real and it pisses them off and they hate it. 

when harry is left at their doorstep, mcgonagall protests and says the dursleys could not possibly have less in common with magical people like them. either she or hagrid says something to the effect that the dursleys are the biggest muggles around, which stuck with me because it implies that magical ability lies on a spectrum and the dursleys, who are outright opposed to anything the slightest bit unusual, are the furthest from magical anybody can be. this implies all sorts of things about what magic could represent for the series going forward — creativity, rejection of social norms, etc. — and, since these people are harry’s only living blood relatives but he winds up finding community for the first time once meeting other witches and wizards, it appears to be setting up a found family theme. which all sounds perfectly good, and people will still cite this as being a theme of the books. the main problem with that is it isn’t the intended theme going forward at all. 

JKR’s weird obsession with blood lineage honestly needs to be unpacked in a whole other post and i don’t think i’m the guy to do it but... obviously as the series goes on, the importance of blood family gets underlined again and again. it turns out harry is being protected by some sort of sacred maternal blood magic (which is never explained) and this is why he has to live with the dursleys, people he hates and has nothing in common with. the fact that they’re his blood relatives trumps anything else. magical ability generally is passed down within families, and in the later books much time is spent going over various magical lineages (voldemort’s family, dumbledore’s family, sirius’ family, the malfoy family, the hogwarts founders and their descendants, etc...). any notions of magic symbolizing creativity is undermined by the lack of actual creativity in how the magic is presented going forward (like i said in the other post, it winds up serving mainly utilitarian functions in the story) and as for rejecting the status quo, the series embraces the status quo. the happy ending the characters work 7 books to achieve just has everything “returning to normal” — voldemort is killed and the remaining death eaters dealt with, the ministry gets a new PM, hogwarts gets a new headmaster, and things continue on as they were before. issues of systemic injustice are left unaddressed, the subplots about magical beings fighting for full personhood status (centaurs, merpeople, house elves, etc) are left unresolved, slytherin house is allowed to continue on as an institution and presumably many wizards are still just as bigoted towards muggle-borns as they always were, and — oh yeah — the idea that muggles are innately inferior somehow? never explained or addressed. the takeway is just that if you can’t do magic, you suck. it’s so disappointing. all the pieces are there for a way better story (hey guys i think there might be some systemic problems with your magic school and your magic government do you wanna try fixing that maybe?) but JKR was never gonna write that story because it’s one she doesn’t believe in.

to summarize how magic works in harry potter just so i can really make it clear how boring it is:

magic ability is innate and the vast majority of people lack it. with relatively few exceptions, the ability runs in families — it’s rare for someone without magical ancestry to have the ability and it’s also rare for someone with magical ancestry to not have the ability

with only a few exceptions, all wizards are able to learn all spells. some wizards are stated to be unusually powerful but how much of this is due to raw magical potential and how much comes down to other factors like education, general intelligence and ability/willingness to learn, desire to cause harm in the case of the unforgivables, etc is unclear. some magical abilities, like being able to speak parseltongue or being a metamorphmagus (or whatever the fuck shapeshifters are called in this series) or being a seer, are innate and can’t be learned by most wizards. like magic itself, whether or not you have any extra ability seems to be genetic (these are all traits we know run in families)

in order to perform magic, devices like wands, cauldrons, etc are used as instruments or vessels to direct the user’s innate powers. there is no summoning, channeling, or ritual use involved and spells typically only go wrong if the wizard in question is inexperienced or something is wrong with their wand. with very few exceptions (the main one i can think of is divination, which is handled very ambiguously and most of what trelawney teaches is implied to be complete crap), magic works in very predictable and straightforward ways

so it all boils down to “you’re either a wizard or you aren’t, and you almost certainly aren’t unless you come from a magic family, but if you are — good news! you have basically the same abilities as any other wizard. don’t worry there’s nothing even vaguely pagan involved.”

which, like. how utterly dull. there are so many other ways one can approach these issues and nearly all of them that i can think of / have seen done are more interesting than this:

you could have a magic system where magical ability is much more specialized. instead of all magic users being all capable of more or less the same stuff, let’s say person A, B, and C are all magic users but each has a unique magical ability (say A can fly, B can talk to animals, C can become invisible) and, while they might be able to develop their individual talents and become stronger, they can’t learn each other’s skills. charlie bone, which is a crap series overall but which i do think has a more interesting magic system, falls into this category, as does a lot of superhero stuff although it’s generally not called “magic” in those stories.

another, similar, approach would be to have more specialized branches of magic that characters train under — say pyromancy, necromancy, etc. — and so, while it might be possible for a water mage to learn a fire spell or two, characters have much more individualized skillsets. RPG magic tends to be this, obviously. harry potter kind of vaguely gestures in the direction of this trope in that the professors obviously specialize in their particular subjects, but it’s not as if snape doesn’t know charms or whatever — it doesn’t amount to much of anything in practice as all the adult characters are capable of performing a diverse range of spells.

how does one wind up with the ability to do magic in the first place? is it innate, and, if so, is it random or does it run in families? is it associated with any other traits? are there drawbacks to being a magic user? can non-magical people acquire the ability to do magic through some other means, and, if so, does this represent an irreversible change? are magic users really “human” or are they something more? are non-magic users lesser? is there any loss of humanity associated with magical ability? do magic users channel their own innate power or are they channeling something else — if so, is it a godlike entity, demonic, or does it defy moral classification? is there “good” magic and “bad” magic, and, if so, is the delineation clear? if these are different branches of magic, are they wholly distinct in how they work or is there overlap? etc, etc, etc.

ultimately i don’t think anyone should be worried about finding the most unique combination of these tropes, because they’ve literally all been done 10 billion times — if i started off listing popular examples of how these tropes are handled in other media pandemic will have ended before i’m done. what’s important is how writers choose to handle these questions when telling their story. like, what does magic mean to the characters? what does their use of magic say about them? what does magic symbolize? etc... these are opportunities for the story to have Themes and Meaning and impart something to its audience! tbh i think it really says something that the magic in harry potter is so ultimately unimportant to the story that people didn’t bother asking the usual questions about what magic itself / the magic system might symbolize... if you look at what rowling might actually be trying to say with any of that, well, it’s not good.

i guess to end off with an example i like. in the bartimaeus trilogy, which is an extremely good YA series and i highly recommend, magic ability isn’t innate at all. magic in this universe is all done via summoning “demons” (energy beings from another plane of existence basically) and binding them to one’s will, which as you might expect is very dangerous if you fuck it up and summoning is on such extreme levels of academic bullshit that you basically have to study your entire life to do it safely (learning dead languages, being able to draw elaborate pentacles with perfect accuracy, etc etc). in practice, this means magic is something only the ruling class does / can afford to do. anyone in any significant position of power is a wizard, while everyone else — the “commoners” — is a second-class citizen under the thumb of what are essentially superpowered politicians. while the fact that magic exists isn’t a secret, the majority of commoners have no idea how it actually works, that it’s really just summoning and anyone can learn it. they’re being encouraged to think of wizards as innately superior/gifted and to defer to them as their betters. yknow, Or Else. there’s much more i could say about this but it’d wind up being its own post and i’d probably have to just break down the entire plot of the trilogy, but i think from what i’ve said you get a sense of the themes / commentary here. 

this has run long but point being, magic systems Can be used to say something about the story and the characters and to make some sort of thematic point or provide social commentary perhaps, and i think it’s cool when they do. harry potter tries its best to avoid having the magic mean anything and when you do try and analyze what it means, you just get a story about how some people are just way better and cooler than others because of. uh. their blood. so rather than further unpacking that suitcase i say you could just throw it away and, as they say, read another book

#LONG poast under cut. sorry except i'm not #anon #inbox #many thoughts on the subject as it turns out i do apologize that it's messy #i have english major disease

[mitsuki-murakami]

think of me [Oikawa x Reader]

Hello, hello. I’m glad you survived the 2018 tumblr purge.

It’s been a long time since I sent in a request *cracks knuckles* Can you do #3 from the dialogue prompt for Oikawa or Kuroo (your choice) making a mistake? This gonna be gud.

#3: “How could you think that this wouldn’t hurt me?’

Requested by: @thenerdyrebel

Hellooooo!! Y’all are probably sick of me saying sorry over and over again but I really am!! I haven’t touched this request for over two years so I’ll probably make one for Kuroo as well kjhdfkjadhf I sincerely apologize and thank you so much for requesting this I appreciate you so much hehehe

Warning: A N G S T angst angST 

***

The day was going by pretty well. Most of the daylight was spent with your person, Oikawa. The two of you have been together since childhood, practically joined at the hip along with Iwaizumi. It didn’t really take long for people to start getting suspicious about the amount of time the two of you spend together on a daily basis. It got a little annoying with the constant prodding about when are you guys going to get together. Poor Iwaizumi no longer tries to explain the situation between the two of you, simply resolving to answer with a blunt “I don’t know, you ask them,” without answering any follow-up questions.

Neither of you really indulged in extravagant gimmicks that other couples did to show off. It’s not that you and he disliked it, it’s just that you both felt as if nothing needed to be announced to each other or anybody else. It was like there was a part of you and Oikawa that knew, even before either of you had the wits to form a proper sentence, that your relationship began a very long time ago, and it need not be confirmed that you loved him, he loved you, he was yours, and you were his.

Looking back at it, the closest you’ve ever been to hearing him ask if he was your boyfriend was during that one year in junior high when everyone was obsessing over whether or not they were in a relationship; if they had a boyfriend, girlfriend, or what. 

“Hey Tooru, why’s everyone talking about relationships nowadays? I can’t go through a day without someone asking me we’re in one.” You absentmindedly asked him after deleting an e-mail you received from a classmate which of course, was asking if Oikawa was your boyfriend or not.

“I don’t know either. It’s crazy, because of it Iwa-chan gets annoyed with me even before I say a word.” You chuckled. It was true, you did see him get smacked by Iwa-chan earlier on in the day. 

“We’re in one though, right?”

“Uh, duh.”

And that was pretty much it. The only kind of confirmation that either of you had. Some people would think that it was pretty sad about the fact that probably one of the most boring milestones in your relationship was also the most mundane one. But you thought it was nice how perfectly in sync the two of you were. Funny, even, because it made other people look stupid when the both of you would easily say “Yeah,” to the person who got blown off by Iwaizumi earlier and then suddenly go back to whatever you were doing just like that like it was common knowledge (It should be, you both thought so).

You could literally go on forever about how things went between the two of you, but you’d rather not. There was no time for that. The both of you were too busy with either chasing your dreams or pushing the other to chase theirs. After all, knowing exactly what you and the other wanted to be in the future was one of the defining characteristics that pulled you closer together, if that was even possible at this point.

Of course, there were downsides to that. Sometimes one of you would let being career-oriented get into your head causing you to push everyone else away, but luckily one of you was always there to slap the other silly or knock them into sense. Especially that one time he almost went ham on Kageyama? Boy, was Oikawa in it for you and Iwaizumi that day.

There was also that one time when you were determined on doing well with your academics that you forgot to take care of yourself. You weren’t eating right and your sleep hours were next to nothing. You saw these as simple sacrifices you were willing to make because everybody else could, but all Oikawa saw was you destroying yourself over something that didn’t even come close to the importance of your health. He made that very clear by watching over you for the next few days to make sure you ate and slept when you needed to.

The two of you worked well together to keep each other in check. Never has a day gone by without his presence, and it was pretty clear that as much as possible, both of you didn’t want to spend another without the other, considering everything the both of you have been through. Which is why no one could blame you for not wrapping your head around what he just said to you.

“I said, I’m thinking of accepting their offer. Look, you’ve heard of this team on the television before, right? They’re pretty strong.” He pointed at your laptop, right at the name of the university that e-mailed him a few weeks ago, offering him a full ride throughout college if he’d play on the varsity team as their setter.

“Yeah, I have.. But..” You tore your eyes away from the laptop the both of you were sharing on your laps and looked into his, confusion spreading across your face.  He was giddy, and that look would always make you so happy, but in this case, it wasn’t. His face slightly fell.

“It’s really far away, this isn’t what we were planning.” It wasn’t a question that the two of you wanted to go to college together. Sure, it was a busy place and you wouldn’t be able to spend as much time together as you could, but at least you’d see each other every day. 

“I know, I know, but look, this is a great offer! It’d give me a great chance to start up my career,” he reasoned, and he was right, it would help him advance his career early on, but what about yours? You wanted to get a Ph.D. and the school you’ve previously agreed was one of the top schools for that.

“I know this school, Tooru, and this isn’t what we agreed on. I have a small chance of getting a scholarship here, it’s a private school and many other kids are more qualified than I am.” You explained, crestfallen. You didn’t think that this was one of the things you two would disagree about, considering that you’d already discussed this before. Both of you spent all night huddled up in his bed covered in blankets looking for that one university that would fit both your needs and you did. You couldn’t comprehend why this was coming up now. 

“Yeah, but I can always get you hooked up with something! I’m pretty sure they’d make adjustments if I ask them to, they seem thrilled to have me there.” This was starting to upset you. You didn’t have time for this, finals were coming up and you didn’t want to waste precious time arguing on something you’d already agreed on.

“What’s wrong with the one we both like? It’s still a powerhouse school, it’s closer to where we live, and a lot of our friends are going there.”

“Why are you being so picky about this? College is months away, we still have loads of time to pick another one that fits us.” At this point, you didn’t even bother looking at him. You pushed the laptop off you and stood up, reaching for your study materials. 

“I have every right to be as picky as you are, Tooru.” And with that, you left your bedroom, attempting to slam the door behind you, but instead finding that Oikawa caught the door and swung it back open.

“Hey, don’t walk away from me,” his tone was almost indiscernible, unrecognizable to you with all your years of being by his side. It was emotionless almost because Oikawa knew that he’d lose it if he let even the slightest emotion flow through. 

“I’m not. I’m walking away from this conversation. I need to study.” You set down your books on the table and pulled out a chair, 

“Then don’t walk away from it, let’s talk it out.”

“This conversation was over months ago. We’ve talked about this.”

“I just-- Why is it so hard to talk to you about this?” He ran his hand through his hair, pulling out another chair and positioning it in front of you. You flipped through the pages, trying to find where you left off earlier before you got pulled into this conversation. 

Oikawa realized that you weren’t going to respond, so he snapped the book shut, and along with it your patience.

“Because we shouldn’t have to!”

“So,” he sucked in a breath, leaning back on his seat in disbelief. “Talking about our career isn’t important to you anymore?”

“We weren’t talking about our career, we were talking about yours.” You crossed your arms, finally meeting his eyes. He was livid, but he did everything he could to restrain himself from lashing out. He always did that, when it came to you. It’s not like you couldn’t take it. He knew you could. But he didn’t want to hurt you. That would never cross his mind.

So much so that sometimes he confuses his intentions for his actions.

“That’s why I’m saying that we could both study here-- of course I’m thinking about your career too.”

“No, see, I’ve already told you, this doesn’t fit me. It’s doesn’t fit the degree I’m going to pursue.” Your hand reached up to cover half of your face while you sighed. “That college was already right for us, and now you mean to tell me that I have to reapply for a scholarship, look for another place for us to live-- everything!”

“Like I said, I’m going to take care of everything,” he was getting irritated with the back and forth, and honestly, who wouldn’t? But that wasn’t the case for you. You were tired, and now you only have a little over a couple of months to plan out your whole career all over again, which you already did almost a year ago, with the previous college. “Listen,”

“I am listening!”

He clicked his tongue, “Do you really not want to give this a shot? For me, hell, even for us? Do you realize what this opportunity could bring the two of us? Don’t you want that for us?!” It was like he couldn’t hear what he was saying!

You took in a deep breath; it sounded more like a shudder to you at this point, before you mustered up the energy to look him in the eye. A few beats of silence passed with the two of you just staring at each other for answers before you replied.

“You think I would say no that easily? To you?” You huffed in anger. “I already know this college, I’ve already weighed my options, and the answer is no, Tooru. My answer is final.” He turned away from you, glancing outside the window long enough to make another think that he was just taking in the scenery, but you knew he couldn’t say the next words to your face.

“So, you don’t care if we go to different schools, now?”

“Of course I--”

“Do you know what that could do to us? Are you,” he paused to stop his voice from cracking any further.

“I know that, and that’s why we planned this over a year ago. Because you don’t get to suddenly change your mind as soon as the next shiny offer comes to sweep you off your feet.” He didn’t respond immediately, like he was expecting you to say something to soften the blow that needed to be delivered. “I’m sorry, but it’s still no.” 

His demeanor completely shifted, as if he was weakened by your indignance. Tired, exasperated, desperate, was only three of the many things you could feel from him.

“Just like that? You’re willing to give up on us just like that? How could you not be as affected as I am? How do you do that? Look, I’ve done everything to not surprise you with this. I waited until this week for us to talk about this, and this was the perfect week, the calm before the storm, I,” you thought he was done, but you were wrong. You were so wrong. 

“I did it so that you wouldn’t be shocked when I told you the news. I could’ve accepted the offer with just one call, but I didn’t do it for you. I did everything in my power to not hurt you, but no, you just don’t care, do you?”

Then the first wave of tears came. But as steady as the tears that flowed down your cheeks, you didn’t falter. How you hated the fact that you cried when you were angry.

“How could you think that this wouldn’t hurt me?” Disbelief was an understatement. Stupefaction was more fitting.

“Do you honestly think I don’t care, Tooru? Is that how I make you feel?” No response. “Because if that’s how I make you feel, then I don’t think--”

“Don’t say it.” He finally stared at you again. “Please, don’t” God, the look on his face broke you. “Let’s just.. Let’s just take a break, okay? We’ll get back to this later, does that sound good?” You nodded softly as you stared into the distance, not realizing that the tear that fell onto your knuckle was his.

It took him wrapping you in his arms to realize that he had pulled you out of the chair and back onto your bed, the dreaded laptop discarded onto the far side of the room. He moved the both of you under the covers, letting you nestle into his chest. It didn’t matter that you soaked his shirt with tears. The only thing that did was that the two of you were going to get through this together.

Or so he lied to himself.

You woke up, still in his embrace. He was sound asleep, but the tear tracks on his face didn’t help you forget that your problem was indeed, very real and unchanging.

You’d think that not needing as much confirmation as the regular couple would be amazing, but it was far from that.

Because of it, you knew that Oikawa wouldn’t change his mind about it. You’d already given him all the reasons that you could think of, and repeating all of that wouldn’t do any good to either of you. He’d still stand by the thought that what he wanted for the both of you was best.

That would be okay. At this point, you knew each other too well. Too well that you both knew that the only way for both of you to succeed was to reach for it apart. You were pulling each other down by making mediocre choices to compromise for each other.

You loved him. You really did.

So you gently removed yourself from his embrace and packed up. You kissed his forehead, careful enough not to wake him before you left to stay at your family’s house. It didn’t matter if it hurt you more than you thought it would. It mattered that you were doing the best, for the both of you. Because you wanted to see him shine, you needed to step back. 

A spotlight would be useless if everything it pointed to was already lit.

***

Thank you for reading!

Dear god this hurt more than it should have, I’m so sorry

thats literally all i can say im sosorry i love you dont hate me bye

Special thanks to @sashimeh and @capt-spangles

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moo shu to go

alright, i remember parts of this episode, and i know there's a jalec conflict (and by jalec i mean purely friendship). i’ll be honest, there isn’t much to comment on except clary’s dumbassery and a jalec conflict. thus, not much to unpack either. 

right off the bat, i have a theory. so right after the whole memory demon s*itstorm that happened in the last episode, clary sees the whole vision thing. now they don't really show us what happens after so here's my theory:

so obv, clary yells for jace and gives him the rundown of what she just saw. very conveniently, alec shows up. now, it’s possible that jace yelled for him too, but the more likely and more attractive notion is that he came to apologise to clary about what happened with the memory demon (see previous episode)

after writing this, a more unpleasant theory occurred to me. so in the books, alec threatens clary to not out him to jace. however, i have pushed that unbidden and incredibly unattractive theory out.

alright, so we see the first traces of the jalec conflict emerge here. so as soon as alec hears about valentine speaking to clary through the necklace, you can kinda see him panic a l’il inside. instantly he starts interrogating her a little too aggressively. i love this bit, particularly cause you kinda start to see the shadowhunter part of him.

it’s also part of why i think moo shu to go is one of the more important episodes in the season. you start to see alec on his own, independent of jace.

and clary’s getting hyper again. this matchstick needs to calm down and think. she finally has another possible lead and they desperately need to know where valentine is. on top of that, a nuclear power plant isn’t exactly obvious, but there are identifiable traits in it. 

ugh, i need to go to my happy place. 

okay, i’m back. clary has unnecessary attitude here. sure, alec’s being abrasive, but he’s trying to help and her emotions are clouding what little she can still remember from the vision. i mean, he asks her what she saw and her only response is ‘valentine has my mother, that’s what i saw.’ like yeah, clary, we know that. anything else?

ofc she likes jace’s idea. except that it would have all fallen apart if raphael hadn’t handed simon over. plus jace’s idea to get to valentine would’ve gotten them killed. 

‘vampires. bored, decadent, self-involved vampires.’ ha! raphael would not appreciate that language (though it does explain a lot about camille)

also is she seriously comparing his hare-brained scheme to save simon from the vamps to trying to capture valentine?

‘he can’t be handled by 3 and a half shadowhunters’ i mean is he wrong though?

also jace is just casually holding a spear in the background.

this next scene just unpacks why i love izzy so much.

first off, how well she understands alec. she knows the pressures her older brother’s under but also how abrasive he can be towards others, especially to strangers. which leads into my next point

despite understanding alec’s intentions, she still decided to find clary, knowing the latter probably didn’t understand the consequences. izzy’s empathy in the show makes her so much more likeable than the way she’s characterised in the books. 

even more importantly though, she’s shown in the beginning to be this free, wild spirit who doesn’t know what the word ‘consequence’ means. but here you start to see that she does understand the implications of their unsanctioned missions. right here when she talks to clary, you can see how izzy is beautiful, wild, confident and smart but overall just a beautiful soul.

final point on izzy: she knows exactly how to cheer up clary. she knows in this moment, they have no plan, and that they’re gonna need time to figure things out. instead, she gets clary to focus on what her mom is like.

ooh, maryse’s entrance. instant badass vibes. i like it. also kinda terrified.

first of all, whoever came up with costuming and hair did a brilliant job.

second, maryse really offsets jocelyn after we hear about the whole ‘more like a friend than a mom’. 

third, the way she brushes past both of them kinda gives you an insight into how the lightwood siblings’ childhood was.

four, why is it that despite alec being the acting head of the institute, maryse instantly goes for jace? guess we’ll see...

‘shadowhunters aren’t big huggers.’ maryse proceeds to hug jace

again window into alec’s childhood with the instant life lesson; ‘You should be prepared, whether you expect me or not’.

also alec’s little ‘I am. We are.’

i feel really bad for alec and izzy right here. let’s recap:

izzy’s getting scolded for having a friend in the downworld, in other words, sleeping with meliorn to get information. clearly maryse doesn’t condone this, perhaps because of the risks or the blatant morality questions that come with this.

alec’s role as head of the institute has turned into the Fairchild babysitter, he’s getting shade for being unprepared and you start to see why alec was so uptight all season.

meanwhile jace, who has limited expectations on him considering that he’s adopted, is seen to be consistently doing well. it’s not really his fault, i presume, considering that he never really had much of the responsibility for the institute. all of jace’s decision are actually alec’s in the eyes of the clave. to them it looks like alec can’t maintain control and is instead approving unsanctioned missions

clary, for some reason, is still involved in their discussion despite this clearly being a lightwood family matter. literally anyone else would have excused themselves. reason #13 why i hate clary fairchild. everything has to be about her.

oh, what a surprise, clary fairchild being shocked by another family’s drama. first of all, personally i was always taught to respect another family’s relationship chemistry. every family is different, every parent has a different style. clearly clary’s mother was more libertarian in her parenting style, which is great for her. except she’s missing the fact where the lightwoods are a high-status family with an institute to run. alec was consistently groomed to follow the rules and take over the institute. clary’s mom was much more libertarian except when it came to clary’s safety. moving on...

‘what did you do to piss off your mom?’ ummmmm.... who’s gonna tell her? oh wait, alec does nvm

‘I'd guess, for a start all the unsanctioned missions on your behalf didn't go over that big with the Clave.’ this little quip along with izzy’s speech before really combine in this episode. hopefully she understands that she’s a part of something bigger than herself with real-time consequences on her new ‘friends’.

okay, i have to admit, i love how jace know something’s up with alec. and that his assumption is that alec threw my leather jacket in the washing machine. again, just with this one line, 

alec does laundry which for some reason is really funny

he’s thrown jace’s leather jacket in the machine before

clearly when he did it, jace must have gotten pissed off if he assumes alec’s wounded face is ‘cause of that

okay, i refuse to believe that jace is this dumb. even clary understood that the guy is gay, how is it feasible that jace hasn’t figured this out yet?

alec’s nervous smile after this little scene

i love alec and clary’s fight scene, just cause a) i get to see clary knocked on her ass and that’s just a different kind of joy and b) i feel like it’s so cathartic for alec

also if she’s saying that all a leader does is make decisions, i need to take a very deep breath. the leader is popularly misconceived as aspects of power, popularity, showmanship and wisdom. what a true leader has is vision, long-term planning skills and uses these to accomplish goals. in this setting, we have to add another criterion; protection. alec is meant to be a leader, but he’s still subordinate to the clave. and as for his decisions, clary doesn’t respect them because they don’t service her. alec’s decisions have to be made for the good of the institute, not for clary, another reason why she constantly undermines his authority. on top of that, she expects him to stand up to his mother, which would be perfectly reasonable except for the little, tiny detail in which maryse lightwood is head of the new york conclave. if he debates her decisions, if he doesn’t follow her orders, they’re all screwed. and that’s the difference between him and jace. 

that’s not to say jace doesn’t make sound decisions. the way they stormed pandemonium and the hotel dumort with just the 3/4 of them is admirable. but while jace makes sound decisions on each mission, on each battle, alec has to make decisions on the war against valentine.

okay, these next lines should reealy grind my gears but i can’t be mad. so clary essentially tells alec that he needs to find valentine and stop him. ‘i need to find valentine and help save my mother.’ and then he kicks her ass and says ‘you need to work on your defence.’

‘what’s the big thought on not thinking?’ hahaha!

omg my two babies. s1 malec is so adorable. also, ‘you seem... sympathetic.’ really? he’s been alive for centuries and the best he could come up with is sympathetic? and why does the matchstick keep disappearing? 

alec just yeeting through the institute to find clary is so funny

‘what’s the point of an invisibility rune if you don’t keep your phone on silent?’ excellent question.

also how did alec know she was at the brooklyn academy of arts? she didn’t leave anything to track so did he just, like, pay attention to who she was and guess? i mean it is canon that he has a fantastic memory for people. book!magnus mentions he loves the beach ONCE and alec remembers it for their wedding. mindblowing! (i’ve just realised how low the bar is)

‘mundanes. look at them. running around like ants.’ i can’t be mad at that. it’s actually very accurate. also, i know where this is going and my heart is palpitating.

oh ma gawd she said it. *face-palm* why would you say something like that? he already doesn’t like you. it’s like she’s trying to get him to hate her. did she actually say ‘busted, no?’ i really wanna slap her. can i slap her? just a l’il?

i mean, at least he didn’t threaten to kill her? i don’t even... i don’t even know what to say. i’ll probably rant about it after.

okay, i have to say this. valentine is smart af. picking chernobyl was genius with the only mundanes around willing to do whatever it takes to cure their cancer. i thought it was genius because noone would think to look there, but this. evil genius. i feel so bad for them.

haha. ‘world’s been ending for a thousand years. you get used to it.’ 

simon jumps up onto a ladder. ‘have you been doing parkour or something?’

‘climbing a fire escape excites mundanes. i’ll never understand these people.’ as lovely and unoffensive as that sentiment is, it’s a little clunky in my opinion but it’s alec so eh. not really out of character for him.

ooh nooo, simon. alec’s starting to get suspicious.

‘you were engaged? i’m almost certain i don’t want to hear this story’ but... simon tells it anyway.

‘She was protecting you.’ ‘Let's see how well that worked.’ ‘You're alive, aren't you?’ good point

okay, so i have to make one point about my archer boy before we go ahead. i kinda feel like alec’s reeally misunderstood by simon and clary. like the way he treats them is curt, sometimes arrogant and a l’il abrasive. but despite that he really does care about their wellbeing. you can see it in the way he pushes simon out of the way. while simon construes his behaviour as offensive and taking him for granted but i think in reality he’s protecting simon. jocelyn’s been careful enough to burn down clary’s room so there’s reason to believe that there might be booby traps or some kind of protection spell around it. he does it again when they hear something behind them. he just instinctively moves in front of them.

noo, don’t leave them alec. not good. on the other hand, archer boy!!

also they never actually sprint. it kinda feels weird that way they all run, like they’re afraid they’re gonna hit the camera or smth. idk how to explain it.

dear lord, the jalec conflict is coming and i want to curl up into a ball and cry. but also punch a wall at the same time. 

so something i wanna address is how clary doesn’t realise that her actions, though they are hers, are attributed to the people around her. she sneaks out of the institute and that action is attributed by jace to alec. in simpler terms, he blames alec for clary sneaking out of the institute which izzy picks up on. ( ‘and yet you’re blaming our dear brother? fascinating’) and alec blames himself for it too, which isn’t great either. reason #31 why i dislike clary fairchild. the consequences of her irresponsible actions fall on the people around her.

my god, jace can be savage sometimes. so something they’ve established later on in the show is that you can only track someone if they’re on land. seeing as clary and simon have been taken to the docks, technically they’re not on land. so obviously the tracking isn’t gonna work, but jace doesn’t realise this (obv, since he doesn’t know or can’t predict she’s on water). 

something else i should point out. jace is using a charred sketch to track clary when they have her bag RIGHT THERE.

first he blames alec for clary sneaking out of the institute. then he blames him for her getting kidnapped (which, i have to admit, maybe he should have stayed inside with them and then gone out as a group rather than secure the fire escape which is what he would normally do with jace and izzy). but then he says stuff i can’t forgive him for: ‘Then maybe your mother was right, and your best is just isn't good enough.’ that stings.

‘why do i keep getting kidnapped?’ that’s true. hasn’t the kid been through enough?

haha, inexpensive cocktails.

it always strikes me that these scenes happen after dusk. why? does it really take them that long to get there?

when did they teach her runes?

the way she holds the stele like it’s a wand. ridiculous. ‘you know you can’t cast spells with that thing?’ every time people say patronising stuff like this, i always start getting mad, but then i remember that none of this would’ve happened if she’d just stay put at the institute.

the way luke manhandles her is so funny. she’s like a rag doll.

poor luke. just got beat up by jace for saving clary

izzy is a queen PERIOD. ‘i’m getting seriously sick of saving your life.’ ‘i am not.’ i mean getting kidnapped would be worth it if you got to be rescued by the lightwood siblings.

do they seriously have to keep hugging each other? they’re right outside a werewolf den.

‘i didn’t screw up everything.’ technically he didn’t screw up anything. none of this would have happened if clary had just listened to him.

i also love how the lightwood siblings all instinctively touch simon to pull him back as the werewolves approach.

just the series of dialogues

alec: he’s challenging the alpha

clary: he’s helping us

simon: or cutting in line to kill us.

has clary not watched twilight? it’s like her questions get dumber every episode.

another thing i hate about jace; he says in the beginning that clary is his responsibility but then refuses to clean up her messes, telling alec and isabelle to report back to maryse who is not going to be happy.

the first time i watched the ending i was kinda disappointed. not by the luke plotline, just by the choice of song. soldier, by fleurie, is a masterpiece and i just feel like they wasted such a good song.

well, thank the lord that’s over. i hate watching jalec fight because they’re so good when they’re on the same side. ep 6 coming up

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[gavillain]

Thoughts on the Loki tv show then?

Short version: I'm liking it! I fully expected to hate the show given that I hated almost everything they did with Loki in the MCU after Dark World. However, they're doing a pretty good job. I think overall, it's a mixed bag for me, but a mixed bag is so much better than I was expecting that I'm very happy with it. Episode 3 really was a big step up after the first two eps and I hope future episodes continue.

Now if you want the long version, I've been writing up my thoughts after each episode to share on a private forum, so I'll copy and paste under the cut. Also spoilers galore past this point:

Ep.1 "Glorious Purpose" Loki himself is the big important thing so I'm gonna talk about him first, and I was both happy and disappointed with his characterization here. Let me explain. Tom Hiddleston obviously plays everything perfectly, and he did a great job on every moment. But the writing on Loki's character is pretty inconsistent. There were a LOT of moments that genuinely felt like they were right out of the golden era of MCU Loki that captured his speech patterns perfectly, his mannerisms, his world view, his humor. Those moments were legitimately there, and they were there more often than I was expecting. Ragnarok had Loki written wrong down to the dialogue and his manner of speaking, and so it was actually very refreshing to see him written generally well, particularly in his conversations with Agent Mobius. However there were multiple moments where he was blatantly written out of character to pander to jokes or to dip into that Ragnarok jokey joke tone. I audibly groaned at the "Am I robot" bit, which was SUCH low brow human and so not in line with the fact that Loki literally knows exactly what he is and had a "species reveal" that was very important to his character. I also would have liked him to be a little more violent. This man came out of a portal, saw SHIELD agents threatening him and immediately went into kill mode in Avengers. Yet this guy stands around and lets himself be taken and forced into situations a lot. But overall, I was happy with his general characterization because I expected the bad stuff to be much worse and it wasn't and the good stuff was more plentiful than I expected. I wasn't fond of the "I don't enjoy hurting people" bit because it's weepy and wrong, but it also was an expected development and I do appreciate that they're at least delving deep into his character on an intellectual level and playing off that "Always so perceptive about everyone but yourself" line of Frigga's. There's potential to do something interesting with him here, so I'm intrigued if not convinced. The Time Keepers concept I hate, but I think I hate it because Loki ALSO hates it and we're a bit too alike in a few regards even here XD I just kind of wish it was less bureaucratic and "we're a joke about corporate offices" and was something more mystical and other worldly. I feel like if it was more science fantasy and ethereal feeling, I would probably be a lot more down for it. But I guess you gotta save money somehow. Agent Mobius is likable, and I like how he can go toe to toe with Loki and how he's kind of morally neutral. I called that Loki was the dangerous time variant disrupting the timeline before it was revealed, but I have to wonder why in the final scene they kept his face hidden. That would have been a great opportunity to show Hiddles hamming up the evil bloodlust, and I am HUNGRY for that. But they kept that Loki hidden in shadows for a reason, and I have two theories regarding why: 1. It actually ISN'T Loki and Agent Mobius is wrong and our villain is someone else. 2. Our villain is LADY Loki and they're saving the reveal that villain Loki is a woman for a later episode. We'll see if I'm right. I HOPE it's number 2 if they kept him in shadow for a reason. So yeah. Not exactly what I wanted but we're on the right track at least for now. I hope this track leads somewhere interesting.

Ep.2 "The Variant" So, first things first, this episode had "I Need a Hero" during a fight scene and TOTALLY botched it. It was way too early to play that card, the action didn't sync with the battle, and it was between a few nameless TVA agents and the evil Loki with the evil Loki still masked in shadow and not really doing much. It just lacked the OOMPH that I felt was necessary for it to be satisfying. This should have been done better. Loki characterization update: less good and less bad than episode one at the same time. There was no "Am I a robot?" cringe, but there was a lot less of the really good Loki dialogue that caught my attention in episode 1. His seemed to have kinda settled back to the mediocrity of Ragnarok Loki with occasional moments of intrigue such as his whole bit about a wolf's ears and teeth. Loki's obviously planning to overthrow the time keepers and to become the new master of time, and he even says as much to his alternate counterpart this episode. I have a sick feeling they're going to have him grow to like the TVA and to save the time stream, but I really want him to follow through with his plans because I think that's much more interesting than the alternative. Will they do it? Time will tell. I also like how much he utterly does not give a shit about Mobius's condolences about Ragnarok happening. That was a good touch. Speaking of Mobius, I still don't care for him or the TVA. They're all just very boring to me, and I don't like Loki being caged to follow their bidding. It's restraining a hurricane of excitement by forcing it to play within this very structured framework instead of burning through freely. With Loki escaping into the timestream to chase after the other Loki, hopefully that will change for the better next episode. Mobius himself gets his character expanded a bit, but his expansion is literally that he is just a cog who doesn't question his purpose and does what he does because it's what he's told to do. And that's just not compelling to me. Sidebar: Ravona, Kang the Conqueror's lover, is the head of the TVA. A fun tidbit but where's Kang? I like the way the episode explored how time variants can't happen during massive catastrophes and apocalypses because everyone dies and everything gets destroyed, so they're safe places for time variants to hide and interact with history. I enjoyed Loki and Mobius going back and messing with Pompeii right before Vesuvius erupts to test that theory. That was fun (though I wish Loki would have, instead of just acting silly and making a scene, would have done his "Kneel before me" bit on the Pompeiians or something more villainous). And I liked the whole aesthetic of them exploring a massive hurricane in Alabama in 2050 and the whole aesthetic going on there. It gave the episode an epic quality. The evil Loki was revealed in this episode, and the twist is that she's Lady Loki. Yeah, I called it. She hasn't done much herself yet and we haven't seen her do much except posses the bodies of various others and then break the timeline with multiple sprawling timeline variants, both of which is very cool. I'm excited for her, though my biggest complaint is that she has blonde hair. No. Lady Loki has BLACK hair. Why didn't they stick her in a black wig or have the actress dye her hair??? AMORA is the blonde Asgardian villainess. Lady Loki has the same hair color as Loki. And... look, I know it's a dumb detail to get hung up on, but the black hair matters to me because Loki has black hair and his beautiful female form does too and I always liked that for personal reasons. Also, she doesn't want to be called "Loki" apparently which is weird but okay, so what DOES she want to be called? I swear if they name her Amora or Sigyn, I'm gonna throw something.

But yeah, the next episode I think promises to be a change of pace, and we can see if Loki can truly spread his wings free of the TVA. I hope he does.

Ep.3 "Lamentis" This was the best episode yet! And for MULTIPLE reasons. This episode sees Loki and Lady Loki Sylvie stranded together in time. It was away from the TVA and it's boring qualities, which was great, and it put two very interesting characters in a situation where they had to rely on each other. This is more of what I was HOPING we'd get from the show. It's a lot more engaging and fun. The TVA always feel like they have their boot on our necks, and having that boot gone, it's amazing how much easier it is to breathe. And I honestly think that was intentional too with regards to how Sylvie outright calls them tyrannical fascist time police. The whole thing with Loki and Sylvie being stranded on the planet Lamentis during its apocalypse is super cool too. First of all, Lamentis is BEAUTIFULLY designed. I can tell they relied on desert locales to save on the budget, but the purple sky, the colorful train, and the neon alien city are all really pleasing to look at. And with the sky literally falling around them, it looks even cooler and the stakes feel cosmic and intense because they ARE. A very good setting that felt refreshing after the very mundane TVA headquarters and Earth scenes. Loki continues to be a sort of mixed bag with weird moments of humor that feel like they were written by someone else for another character, but those moments were a lot more sparse this time around too. Tom is still unmatched in the role, and I love the way he got to be serious, smug, manipulative, and sincere in this episode. I've kinda accepted and settled into anti-hero Loki for this series, and I'm honestly pretty okay with it here. See, I think my issues with Loki being "good" is that it comes with making amends with Thor or working for the TVA. Seeing him pursuing his own agenda on his own terms and collaborating with a kindred spirit who he seems to genuinely like is a lot easier to stomach because it feels a lot more true to the freedom that is so potent about his villainy. I loved him talking about Frigga and how she taught him her magic. That was a genuinely powerful moment. Also even though his dagger metaphor for love got kinda undercut by a joke, I think it was quite good writing and really cut to the point of what makes Loki tic. Also this episode marks a VERY important moment: Loki was canonized on screen as being bisexual in the MCU. He is the FIRST queer main character in the MCU and the first queer main protagonist of a Disney show. And I like the way they did it too! The way Sylvie asked about if he had any dalliances with princesses and then adds "or princes" and Loki says "a bit of both." It was simple and direct and unambiguous, and I love it because Loki has always BEEN queer in the MCU and the writing for him has been very queercoded. Even if that little moment is all it amounts to, it really matters and means a lot to me that they did it and I'm so happy for it. I hope they give him a boyfriend though. Like PLEEEEASE Marvel. Sylvie I'm more okay with this time around. She IS established as Sylvie and not really identifying as Loki anymore, so I can separate her from my preconception of Lady Loki and not mind the BLONDE so much. Sylvie is the name of the second Enchantress in the comics, an Enchantress that Loki himself created. I'm interested to see where they go with her backstory and who she is and what her deal is because they've been implying that she differs from the main Loki quite a lot to the point where she barely even remembers who Frigga was. I also like that Loki's response to the bisexual question implies that Sylvie is bi too. Get that MLM/WLW solidarity. I hope they don't ship them, but I hope they DO stay friends and allies because I'm loving their friendship chemistry. Also, a minor thing in the grand scheme of this episode, but Loki SINGS in this one! And I love it! Tom's always had a very pretty voice that he's gotten to show off in other roles so I'm glad he got to show off his singing in this role too. The Norse folk song he sings was both jovial and somber all at once, and I

loved it. We deserved this Minor nitpick: please give Loki his Asgardian clothes back or something. Because this TVA suit is fucking ugly and I hate it. Sylvie looks so good next to him, and he deserves to be just as stylish. This was a GREAT turning point. PLEEEEEASE keep it up. F&WS failed to. But I genuinely believe that Loki can do it.

#Loki #Loki series

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raised for a purpose

“He cuts himself off because they don’t understand. They don’t get it. For Harry, it doesn’t end with Voldemort. If he was born the power to defeat the dark lord then he has the power to defeat them all."

Looking back, it wasn’t as simple as a butterfly flapping its wings, or maybe it was. One decision after another has lead Harry Potter down a very different path from his friends. Now, twenty-six and under investigation from the ministry, Harry is forced to take a step back and re-evaluate how he went from the boy who lived to the man who went too far.

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One.

The goblins take his money.

Harry’s never indulged in the fortune his parents left him, but he supposed he’d always taken comfort in the fact that money was not a concern of his. He’d never had to think about money, or providing for himself, so when he received a notice that they were charging him for the damages incurred in May, he realized he’d have to get a job.

But only after a good deal of shouting.

“We were in the middle of a war!”

“Goblins do not take part in trivial human matters,” the goblin said. “You broke into our building and caused a significant amount of damage-“

“Take it out of the Lestrange Vault!”

“They were the victims.”

“Victims?” he asked. “You’re defending two people responsible for crimes so terrible the Prophet won’t even print them all.”

“Again, Mr. Potter. Goblins do not take part in trivial human matters.” The Goblin looked bored. “Our only concern is ensuring that the gold and valuables of our clients are secure. You broke into a vault, stole and damaged our building. Thus, you must pay for the damages. If you would like to pay for those damages in a different form then we will gladly give you access to your vault, otherwise consider your account with Gringotts closed.”

Two.

Hermione decides to go back to school. Ron decides to join her.

“What do you mean you want to go back to school?” Harry asked as they casually discussed this over tea as if the news wasn’t life-altering.

“We’ve been talking about this for weeks, mate,” Ron answered, looking just as surprised as Harry felt.

“But we’ve been offered jobs as Aurors!” Harry pointed out.

“No, Kingsley asked if we’d be willing to help rebuild the department,” Ron replied. Harry stared at him. “There is no Aurors, the head was killed as soon as Thickneese took over and everyone with any sense fled. After everything we’ve been through this past year, do you really want to keep taking on Death Eaters with no help?”

“If not us, then who?” Harry asked.

“Literally, anyone else,” Ron said impatiently. “Look, if it were an actual job with someone there to help us then sure, but until there’s anyone with sense running the department then I don’t fancy going on goose chases for who knows how long.”

“Don’t you want something normal, Harry?” Hermione pleaded. “Haven’t you given enough?”

“No,” he said, staring at his best friends and wondering how they could even consider it being over. “How can you just go to school like there isn’t evil out there?”

They shared a worried look.

“There’s always going to be evil,” Ron replied. “But I think we’ll be much better fighting it if we take a year for ourselves and get qualified.”

Three.

Ron’s right. There is no Auror department.

It’s with bitterness that Harry admits to himself that Ron might have had a point. He shows up to a room full of people all staring at each other with distrust. The appointed department head instructs them to patrol Diagon Alley, attend Wizengamont sessions, monitor Azkaban. Mundane tasks that dark wizard catchers had no business doing.

When Harry spends more time being shown off to international wizards than he does battling evil and at Christmas, he finds himself jealous of Ron and Hermione’s stories about quidditch and classes and papers.

“You could come,” Hermione offered, “I’d help you catch up.”

“I already have a job to do.” He said bitterly and doesn’t see them off.

Four.

Harry goes rogue.

According to his orders, he’s to get information only. Not leave his post. They are to observe, build cases, not intervene unless they have sufficient manpower. But when Dolohov has the nerve to show his face in the middle of the day Harry can’t find it in himself to care that he’d not supposed to act. Particularly not when Dolohov gives him an evil smile and orders a pint like he’d never tortured anyone like he had as much a right to be in the pub as Harry.

So he stuns him, binds him and leaves behind a broken table and a screaming crowd.

The press have a field day.

“The Boy-Who-Lives does it again!”

“Evil Truphped by the Chosen One”

It feels good to be recognized for having done something beyond stand behind Kingsley at a press conference. And his boss can’t really argue because now, there’s one less Death Eater on the streets and he seems perfectly happy taking the credit for the work that Harry did.

When Harry seeing Dawlish accepting payment from Goyle in an alley he captures him too. He stops showing up for his assigned shifts and starts tracking down whoever he can find.

Five.

Ron and Hermione graduate. They get engaged. They get married.

They beg him over for dinner or out for drinks and he makes it when he can, but there’s so much work to do and not enough people doing it. He resents Hermione for taking a job with Magical Law because she is fierce and competitive and he could use her by his side but he resents Ron more for taking a job with the Aurors and following every rule he’s given.

“Not all of us are you, Harry,” Ron says, refusing to leave his patrol in Hogsmeade to help him track down who’s been trafficking entrumptment horn and selling it off in dangerous quantities. “If I were to do the things that you were I’d be fired.”

So Harry stops asking Ron to join him. Stops accepting invitations to dinner to avoid the gentle suggestions that he should take a day off, rest. Stops joining the Weasleys on Sundays. Starts pretending he’s not home with Hermione comes calling. Stops going into the office on the days he knows Ron is there.

He cuts himself off because they don’t understand. They don’t get it. For Harry, it doesn’t end with Voldemort. If he was born the power to defeat the dark lord then he has the power to defeat them all.

Six.

The ministry is perfectly happy to let a teenager sort out their problems until they aren’t.

Aside from some feeble attempts to reign him in during that first year, Harry has largely been left to his own devices. He’s lasted through department policy changes, three department heads, and countless initiatives to reduce dark wizards and address the inequities that plagued their society. Though it all, Harry had continued hunting down dark wizards with no repercussions to his actions.

It’s only when he’s injured on the job, stuck in a hospital bed to regrow all of the bones in his right leg that he gets the notice. Under investigation.

“For improper apprehension methods?” Harry raged at the letter that had been hand-delivered by the head of the department, flanked by two of his own bodyguards. “Since when has petrifying someone been improper?”

“Six months,” Ron frowned at him.

“They passed a law about it and everything,” Hermione told him. “They did a study and found that being petrified for more than an hour had the potential for long term effects, not to mention the psychological trauma. I sent you the article, didn’t you read it?”

Ron and Hermione had shown up before he’d even woken and though it’d been weeks since he’d last spoken with them, showed no sign of leaving.

“Didn’t have the time,” Harry said truthfully enough. In fact, he hadn’t opened any of their mail in a long time. It sat, piled on his dresser at home. It was too painful, remembering what they had once shared and he was no longer a part of.

“Well,” Hermione continued, “You’ll have plenty of time to read now, the healer said that you needed to take it easy.”

“I need to go back to work,” Harry countered.

“You’re suspended, Harry,” Ron told him in a surprisingly firm voice. “You need to recover.”

Seven.

Anger pt. I

They refuse to rise to his foul mood, act as if everything is the same between them when nothing is. It boils over when, even after a week, he’s unable to get dressed without Ron’s help.

“You haven’t been through what I’ve been through.” He spat at them angrily. “You don’t understand how it feels to be responsible for this!”

He’s been yelling for a while and they’ve been taking it which only makes him angrier.

“No,” Hermione agreed, a hitch in her voice. “We don’t.”

She hesitated and Harry spit, “But?”

They glanced at one another and then, in a hesitant voice.

“But we stopped,” Ron answered, “Because it was too painful. We gave ourselves time to recover, to sort out what had happened to us.”

“Things were bad,” Hermione whispered, “At school.”

They share another significant look and in a pained voice she went on. “We were irritable and hostile. I wouldn’t sleep for days because so long as I was working I could ignore everything that had happened.”

“We fought with each other, with others,” Ron told him. “I’d get up and leave class, hex people for talking bad about you. Had it been any other year, we would have been expelled for sure.”

“And of course there were flashbacks and nightmares but it was nothing compared to the intrusive thoughts,” she drew a shuddering breath, “Sometimes it felt like there was still a Horcux around our necks whispering terrible things. Sometimes I wish there was to explain away the lack of control. The guilt of surviving, the anxiety in thinking of all the ways we shouldn’t’ve been able to.”

“It took us a while, to even see that there was something wrong,” Ron said, reaching over to grab Hermione’s hand. “And when we did it didn’t give us any answers on how to make it better.”

“We spent a lot of time talking,” Hermione provided. “Talking it all to death, to the point that I wasn’t even interested in talking about it anymore.”

“And we set boundaries, on what we could handle from one another and from the world,” Ron said. “I gave up Quidditch because I’d get so angry during the games. Every missed goal felt like life or death and afterwords I’d berate the team win or lose.”

“And I set a routine so I ate every day and wouldn’t just hole myself up in the library and got to bed at a decent time.” Hermione’s voice was kind. “We didn’t graduate cured, but I felt like I had a handle on myself. I wasn’t terrified to be left alone.”

“We wanted to help you, mate, we’ve always wanted to help you, but you went barreling down this path and refused to even consider taking a second for yourself,” Ron said. “I couldn’t do that with you then, and I can’t do that with you now.”

Hermione reached over and grasped his arm. “You have to let us help you, Harry. And if it’s not us, you have to figure out something that will because if you keep going like you are-“ she broke off as if the thought was too terrible.

“Come home with us,” Ron said firmly, “Don’t go running off chasing the next horrible thing because it’ll still be there once you’ve had a chance to recover.”

Eight.

He sees a therapist.

Has too, if he wants any chance at his job back. His first appointment she smiles too much and seems a little starstruck and Harry found it hard to believe that she wouldn’t sell his secrets for the right price. Not to mention her questions. About his family, about his past, his friendships and it all feels a little too much like an interview with Rita gone wrong but then...

“Why does it have to be you hunting all these Death Eaters down?”

“But I was the one named and until I capture them all-”

“Named?”

“Until I killed him he was going to keep coming after me. I was the one prophesied to kill him, there was nothing anyone else could do.”

She looked at him patiently and Harry felt his anger spike.

“Voldemort tried to murder me when I was barely old enough to stand. He followed me to school at eleven, when I was twelve his Horcrux tried to murder me, fourteen, fifteen, I was the only one who could end it.”

“And what about now? Voldemort isn’t what’s coming after you.”

“No, but his followers are still at large and as long as they are my friends are in danger, the wizarding world is in danger.”

“Do you feel that there’s anyone else who is able-?”

“No one else was doing anything! Before I arrested Dolohov they were just sitting on their asses, twiddling their thumbs, not caring that the people who hunted down and cursed my friends were allowed to walk the streets.”

“Do you still feel that way? Like there’s no one else doing anything?”

“Well, no, but-”

“But what?”

“But the ministry always waited too long to act. Sure, right now things are functioning but what happens when another Dark Lord comes? What happens when a politician becomes corrupt? It’s really hard to believe that things will continue to get better because in my experience things only ever get better for a while.”

Nine.

The five stages of grief.

Anger (pt.II)

“Those wankers don’t know what they’re doing. Half the cells in Azkaban are filled because of me. The ministry won’t be able to do a thing without me.”

Denial.

“Any day now, the charges’ll be dropped. I’m Harry Potter, I killed Voldemort. The ministry can’t run without me.”

Bargaining.

“If they could just give me another year, I could round up who’s left.”

Depression.

“What’s the point, if I can’t defeat Dark Wizards? It’s not like I have any skills to speak of.”

Acceptance.

“I don’t think being an Auror is healthy.”

Pause.

“I don’t think I want to chase Dark Wizards any more.”

Ten.

It took some getting used to, life at Ron and Hermione’s.

There was the morning rush as they bumped into one another and got ready for work, but by in large life was a lot slower, neater. They came home by six and made dinner and drank wine on the couch as the dishes washed themselves in the sink. In the evenings, Hermione would work and Ron would entertain them with stories about his day as Crookshanks curled up on Harry’s lap with a warm weight that made him sleepily.

On the weekends they’d go to the market and Quidditch matches or listen to the wireless and the rain lashing at the windows. It was…peaceful. Calm.

George and Ginny would stop in for dinner. Percy would pop up for a quick consult with Hermione only to stay for an hour. Molly brought baskets of baked good and even though Harry insisted he didn’t need anything, she’d tidy up and do his washing.

When the fourth month passed and the matter had yet to be sorted, he gave up his flat at Ron and Hermione’s insistence. And when his healers said he didn’t have to be on bed rest any longer, he accepted George’s invitation to come and visit the shop. It was there that Harry found his own routine, stacking boxes, counting. It was soothing, calm. When he walked through the door in the evening Ron and Hermione would smile and in time he started to smile back.

Eleven.

His name is cleared.

He always knew it would be. What should have been an administrative disciplinary hearing is a full spectacle, standing room only. When they deliver the final verdict, people actually gasp and it takes several minutes to regain order.

“Mr. Potter will be placed under supervision for a probationary period of a year. Should there be no more issues, then he will resume his duties with all the authority the title of Auror carries.”

“Thank you, minister,” Harry replied, “I accept your judgment.”

Again, the buzzing.

“But I respectfully resign, effective immediately.”

His ears ring for days after.

Twelve.

Harry finds a different path.

He doesn’t visit McGonagall intending to apply for the ever vacant Defence post, just to ask to start a club, come and lecture. Harry is beginning to regret not going back to school and while he doesn’t think it will cure him like it cured Ron and Hermione, he hopes that it will return to him that hopeful feeling. But Harry’s never quite figured out how to argue with her stern look.

“There’s no point in trying to hire someone else,” she said firmly as they discussed Harry’s proposition over tea and ginger biscuits. “I don’t fancy hearing students attending your club and then arguing with the Professor that the only useful spell is ‘Expellimus’.”

Harry’s face grows hot and thinks about pointing out that he’s quite apt at a shield charm as well, but gives in. “A year, as a trial. The position is cursed after all.”

“You’ve never been one for rules, Harry. Why should you follow this one?”

Fin.

A year turns into two turns into ten. He trains his students on defensive spells and jelly-legs jinxes. Tells the story of how Ron defeated a troll when they were first years and how Hermione traveled in time to do too many classes. His students all ask for tales of battle and when he gives in he senses their disappointment because all his stories end in a lesson. Lessons of bravery and kindness. Of how Voldemort wouldn’t’ve existed at all if perhaps he hadn’t been loved more as a child.

He sees Ron and Hermione’s children through school who call him Uncle and act the same in his classroom as they do when he joins them on the holidays. He drinks tea with Neville in the staff room and offers Butterbeer to students who come to him late at night with fears. Sometimes, Harry wonders what might have happened if he hadn’t gone too far. But it’s painful to imagine a world where he doesn’t stay up late grading papers and sneak out after dinner to have a drink with his friends.

At seventeen he thought his only purpose was to defeat the dark arts but now he can see that fighting death eaters isn’t the only way to make the world a better place.

#harry potter fanfiction #Harry Potter #Ron Weasley #Hermione Granger #Ron/Hermione #roywrites

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Danganronpa V3 Commentary: Part 1.4

Be aware that this is not a blind playthrough! This will contain spoilers for the entire game, regardless of the part of the game I’m commenting on. A major focus of this commentary is to talk about all of the hints and foreshadowing of events that are going to happen and facts that are going to be revealed in the future of the story. It is emphatically not intended for someone experiencing the game for their first time.

Last time, we had all of chapter 1’s Free Time and hung out with Shuichi, who told Kaede about the caring kind of detectives that he and his uncle are, and with Kaito, who discussed communicating with aliens and why he’s an astronaut and how similar Kaede is to him. In the middle of all this, Kaede also grabbed a shot put ball and started plotting murder.

Today is the day the time limit runs out, so it’s time for Kaede and Shuichi to go and set up their plan.

Shuichi doesn’t answer his door for a minute, and then it turns out he was just using the bathroom. On my first time through I was briefly terrified he’d been murdered. That is almost certainly the only reason the (out-universe) writers had this happen.

They hear about a fight going on in the dining hall, so Shuichi goes alone to get the cameras from Miu while Kaede heads to stop the fight (this is how Shuichi ends up being the only one who learns about the camera intervals and forgets to tell Kaede). On the way there…

Kaede:  “If you know about the fight, why aren’t you stopping—”

Kokichi:  “Why should I? Something finally happened to break up all the boring tedium.”

Kokichi’s probably partly hoping that one of the people involved in the fight gets killed, and then he can survive without having to worry about being the victim.

Kokichi:  “If people feel like they need to take action to survive… who are you to stop them, Kaede?”

Kaede:  “…”

Kokichi has a reasonable point here for his standards, but it’s also extra ironic when you know that Kaede herself is the one planning to take drastic action. That’s probably what Kaede’s silence is trying to imply, too.

The “fight” in the dining hall, which is really more just a disagreement, is because Ryoma is suggesting someone should kill him so that everyone else can survive. As heartbreaking as it is that he’s so willing to give up his life, it’s actually quite a reasonable idea in this situation, from a logical standpoint. Assuming that nobody is going to be able to find a way around the time limit, having a single murder happen is better than everyone dying. The biggest problem with that is that it sucks for the one person who happens to end up the victim – but if that victim is a person who is willing to sacrifice their life for everyone else’s sake, then that’s not quite as bad.

Ryoma:  “I… don’t have a reason to live anymore. So if the rest of you want to live, I’ll hand my life over to you.”

And of course Ryoma would be the one to volunteer himself to die. But I also like how despite not having a reason to live, he doesn’t want to just die pointlessly – if he’s going to die, then he wants to use his death to help everyone else. Despite having given up on himself, he still cares so much about everyone else and their desire to live. Ryoma is really good.

Ryoma:  “I hoped it’d end that way. That’s why I waited so long to bring this up. But we’ve just been waiting for the deadline without doing anything to change it.”

Ryoma had already left the dining hall two mornings ago when Kaede announced that she and Shuichi had a plan and weren’t giving up. He’s doing this now specifically because he hasn’t seen anyone else try to take any action that won’t involve people dying.

Ryoma:  “Whoever murders me gets to leave without a trial. Everyone else survives the time limit… After that, the person who gets to escape can go for help and rescue everyone else.”

He could also potentially just kill himself so that nobody else has to dirty their hands – but having someone else do it does make more sense for this reason.

But then Rantaro makes up his mind and announces that he has a plan to end the game – and hearing that, Ryoma retracts his suggestion. He is quite happy to go along with a plan that doesn’t involve himself dying if it’s at all possible.

Also interesting to note is that, while she’s not saying much, Kirumi is witness to this conversation. She learns here just how willing Ryoma is to die if it will help save other people. No wonder she targets him.

Rantaro:  “Well, even if I *did* have an idea, I couldn’t tell you. Can’t risk anyone interfering.”

Guhhhhh the fact that he doesn’t tell Kaede his plan is precisely why she ends up interfering! But of course, Rantaro has no idea who the mastermind is and he’s saying this because he doesn’t want them to know his plan and try to stop him.

Kaede:  (I don’t have time to worry about things I don’t understand… I just need to do what I can.)

And if Kaede just did spend more time trying to understand Rantaro, then…

Kaede:  (Or else… I won’t be able to protect everyone.)

I like how this is a subtle hint at her true intentions – she’s not only really sure that she can protect everyone so long as she doesn’t get distracted, but she phrases it as being just herself who will do this, and not herself and Shuichi together.

Tsumugi:  “The time limit’s up tonight anyway. After going through so much… it’s strange, but I feel like I’ve come to accept it.”

Other than Kiyo and Angie, who are weird and amoral about things like this, Tsumugi is the only other character who appears to have accepted their inevitable death. Which makes sense, since she knows they’re not actually going to die. Apparently she can’t be bothered to fake being believably nervous about it.

Plan time!

Shuichi:  “She also modified them so that they’ll be completely silent, to not attract attention.”

Kaede:  “They’re completely silent… This is perfect.”

Shuichi:  “It needs to be… These are absolutely essential to our plan.”

Kaede:  “And do these cameras have flashes?”

Notice how Kaede specifically asks about the flashes right after Shuichi has explained that the cameras are designed to not attract attention. It’s almost like she’s fishing for a way that they can be made to attract attention or something.

(Then again, she doesn’t know about the vent at this point, so maybe that’s a coincidence.)

Kaede:  (I’m getting nervous… Ngh, my heart is racing.)

Plotting a murder right in front of someone who wholeheartedly trusts you: Not relaxing.

It really is pretty questionable how Shuichi says they should just leave the vent be because they’ll be watching it from the classroom but Kaede insists that she does something about it from the library anyway.

Kaede:  “This will work… This will definitely work!”

Shuichi:  “…Huh?”

Kaede:  “I think this plan might actually protect everyone! Yeah, it definitely will! This plan is perfectly composed like Chopin’s ballades! I actually really lilke complicated contraptions, like Rube Goldberg machines and stuff. So I’m positive this will work! This setup is perfect!”

And here’s the moment Kaede comes up with the specifics of her trap. On a first time through, this seems plausibly enough like she’s just talking about Shuichi’s plan with the cameras, but even with that it’s a little strange that she’d suddenly have this outburst after going up the ladder to look at the vent, of all times.

(Also, I wonder why she has a fondness for Rube Goldberg machines, hm? I wouldn’t be surprised if literally every character here was written with more of an interest in overly complicated setups than an average group of sixteen people would be likely to have.)

It’s lucky for Kaede that Shuichi is so passive and she’s so assertive, otherwise Shuichi would probably have argued harder that there’s no way she could put a camera on top of the bookshelves, like she was using as her excuse to be up there, before she finished arranging the books.

Kaede:  “Geez… these books are so heavy! What is this, an encyclopedia?” (I flipped open the book.)

“…” “…”

Shuichi:  “Ah, Kaede? Is this really the time to be reading a book?”

Kaede:  “Sorry… I get distracted easily when I’m organizing things.” (After I made that excuse, I rushed to reorganize the heavy books, but…)

This part’s also pretty clever. It’s obvious that something fishy is going on here with Kaede’s suspicious silence and internally admitting she’s making an excuse, but on my first time through I assumed it was that she’d read something plot-relevant in the book which she didn’t want to talk about right now and would bring up later. It didn’t remotely occur to me that the mere fact that she opened a book was the suspicious part.

Also, her excuse of getting distracted easily when organising things is pretty believable – she seems like exactly the kind of person to get way too enthusiastic about things, even potentially mundane things like this. This helps a first-time player gloss over the weirdness of her bookcase arranging by assuming this is just one of her character quirks.

Kaede:  (This plan will probably work. No… not just probably. It’ll *definitely* work!)

If she’d just allowed herself to doubt her plan a little more than this, then maybe…!

(But also, even aside from targeting the wrong person, the plan actually doesn’t work in the end, since the shot put ball misses.)

Kaede:  (Upon entering the classroom, a wave of anxiety suddenly overwhelmed me. My heart felt like it would beat out of my chest at any moment.)

Plotting a murder: still not relaxing.

Shuichi:  “About the… security sensor receiver… Could you hold on to it, please? I just feel like… you’d be better suited for that than me.”

Shuichi. All whoever has the receiver needs to do is hold it and not accidentally turn it off! That doesn’t require any kind of skill that Kaede supposedly has more of than you!

Also, the fact that Shuichi wanted Kaede to have the receiver serves as a clue to the player – even though it’s quite easy to forget about it by the trial – that Shuichi probably didn’t do it, because his supposed murder plot required him to have the receiver, so he wouldn’t have wanted to give it away.

Shuichi:  “My uncle runs a detective business… I would sometimes help out, as an apprentice.”

…Little awkward having this line as though he’s never told Kaede this before, after having done Shuichi’s FTEs where he talked about this at length.

Shuichi:  “…I’m not a real detective, Kaede. What kind of stupid detective is afraid of finding the truth?”

Kaede:  (Right then, I noticed Shuichi’s hands were trembling.)

Shuichi is adorable. It’s so refreshing to have a Danganronpa protagonist (even though he’s not the protagonist yet) with actual issues and weaknesses to work through, and it’s also really nice to have a character whose issues are explicitly relevant to the actual story and not just something you only find out if you do their FTEs but can be left out of the story altogether. I did Shuichi’s FTEs in this chapter because I feel like Kaede would have done, and because he’s a very important character, but they honestly didn’t go that far towards really explaining what makes Shuichi tick. This does, this story about that one murder case that made him terrified of finding the truth, and it’s here and not in an FTE because it’s so important that the writers can’t afford to make it optional.

Kaede is wishing she could play Clair de Lune for Shuichi guhhhhh.

Kaede:  “You noticed, huh? Yeah… I’m shaking, too. But… I’d be a mess if you weren’t here. I wouldn’t have been able to do anything… I would’ve been so lost… I’m glad you’re here with me, Shuichi. With you by my side, I feel like I can stand up to anything. You give me the courage I need to take on the mastermind. So please… be more confident. I believe in you, so you should definitely believe in yourself!”

THEY’RE FRIENDS. It’s been really clear how much Shuichi has gained courage from being around Kaede, but I love that, despite Kaede’s greater confidence and assertiveness, she still gets a lot of courage from being around Shuichi too and feels like she would have been a mess without him.

They’re two people stuck in an awful, terrifying situation, gaining courage from each other’s company and forming a bond to help them deal with this fear because that’s what human beings do. It’s the sort of thing that Danganronpa should always have been full of but never really did until now. There’s been other friendships, but none of them felt quite as much like they formed specifically because of the terrifying situation naturally bringing them closer together. I love fictional friendships, and Danganronpa has always had the potential for some really interesting and adorable friendships due to its premise, but it never really used that potential to its fullest until THIS GAME CAME ALONG.

I also think this is almost entirely down to the simple fact that Shuichi and Kaede happened to start out in the same room, and therefore explored together and quickly came to see each other as a familiar, comforting presence in the midst of all the confusion and anxiety. If the locker next to Shuichi’s had instead contained, for example, Kaito, Shuichi might have only barely interacted with Kaede, but instead he’d probably already be Kaito’s sidekick by now and it’d be Kaito helping him set up this plan. Or if it had contained someone that Shuichi didn’t automatically feel like he could trust, then he’d probably have just separated from them and wandered around lost, not telling anyone his deductions and not having the confidence to carry out this plan at all.

Kaede:  “Also, I think you would look way cooler if you didn’t wear that hat.”

Shuichi:  “Wh-What are you talking about?”

Kaede:  “What? I’m serious here. Once we’re out of here, I want you to show me what you look like without the hat, okay?”

What Kaede’s really saying is that she wants Shuichi to grow stronger and face his fear of looking people in the eye. But she probably thinks he’d be extra-awkward if she was that direct about it, so instead she just pretends that the only reason she wants him to take off the hat is because he’d look cooler without it. If she really just wanted to see what he looked like without it, she could just ask him to take it off briefly right now, but that’s not the point.

Kaede:  “Geez… I just wanna see everyone smile. I love seeing the expressions people make when they’re enjoying themselves. That’s why I play piano… To see the smiles on everyone’s faces. And that’s why we need to expose the mastermind and end this dumb killing game! So we can smile with everyone else!”

She is about to turn herself into a murderer because she wants to make everyone smile. Kaede is the best most adorable murderer ever. (Except for the multiple other adorable selfless murderers in this game.)

And now it’s Let’s Start the Killing Game time! The music that plays for the creepy promotional video is, weirdly enough, one of my favourite pieces on the soundtrack. It somehow perfectly manages to capture the mood of “oh god we’re all going to die if we don’t turn into crazed murderers ourselves”, which is quite a mood to be captured in a piece of music.

Kaito’s strategy meeting is on its way to the basement! Even though Kaito believed in Kaede and Shuichi mentioning that they had a plan, he still couldn’t just sit idle himself, not when everyone’s about to die. He promised he’d “do something about it”, and here he is, delivering on that promise. It’s not the best plan, because Kaito is really terrible at coming up with plans, but he’s doing something – which is more than can be said for anyone else other than Kaede, Shuichi or Rantaro.

Shuichi running off on his own to check out the basement works perfectly both as making you terrified that he might get murdered while he’s down there, and then giving him a possible chance to have been the murderer when he comes back alive, even though all it is is a genuinely innocent trip to check where Kaito’s group was going.

Kaede:  (Realizing I was alone, all the fear and anxiety I was trying to hide rushed back into me.) “Ah, geez!” (I couldn’t keep still, so I grabbed the broom from the corner of the classroom… I started cleaning for no reason at all. I had to move my body. The anxiety was getting to me.)

I love this. It’s such a bizarre but really human reaction to this kind of looming terror and anxiety. Especially when you realise that the real reason she’s anxious is that she knows she’s moments away from killing someone.

That said, I think the out-universe writers had her pick up the broom for a very specific reason we’ll see in a minute. But even so, it makes perfectly good sense for her to do something like this in this moment.

“In one hour… everyone dies.”

Monokuma sure is going out of his way to terrify them as much as possible. I wonder if it was specifically this that made Rantaro decide to ditch the strategy meeting and head to the library – there doesn’t seem to be quite enough time between this and the receiver going off, but it’s possible there was a slightly longer gap of time there than the game implied.

Kaede:  (Shuichi sprinted out of the classroom with the determination of a true Ultimate Detective.)

Aww, look at her believing in him! And look at him genuinely getting so wrapped up in his detective-ness that he rushes to confront the culprit and doesn’t keep an eye on Kaede. Not that he would feel like he needs to, after all, since he trusts her.

Kaede:  (I dropped everything I was holding and ran after Shuichi.)

…She was holding a broom, right? Right, yeah, that’s probably what she dropped, then. Nothing suspicious here at all.

Kaede:  (I could feel my heart beating faster and faster. I was so nervous, my head felt like it was pounding with every heartbeat.)

BECOMING A MURDERER WITH NO TURNING BACK REALLY ISN’T RELAXING

Kaede:  (Bracing myself to confront the mastermind, I had balled my hands into fists without realising it. It’ll be fine. Everything will work out.)

Because they’ll be dead and nobody will realise she did it and she’s not going to think too hard about the fact that she just killed someone and she’s an awful person, nope, so long as she saves everyone it’ll all be worth it.

Aaaand then they run into Kaito and Tenko and because of that they’re going to enter the library too late to see Tsumugi actually killing Rantaro in there. Oops.

Kaito:  “Well, never mind. Your timing’s perfect. You should join our strategy meeting.”

Kaito doesn’t know what’s going on and that their plan is in full swing, so of course he does this! He left them out of his strategy meeting presumably because he knew they had a plan of their own, but if they’re down here and seemingly not working on that plan then they might as well help everyone survive by helping with his plan, right?

Tenko:  “I-I don’t really understand, but you just need me to Aikido throw whoever’s inside, right!?”

Kaito:  “No, I’ll do it! I’ll be the one to take them down!”

I love how both of them are SO READY TO BEAT UP THE MASTERMIND, heh.

Kaede:  (As I walked in, I noticed the moving bookcase at the end of the room was slowly closing.)

That’s Tsumugi on her way out. Whoops.

Aaaaand Rantaro’s dead. I’m not going to be splitting up the Daily Life/Deadly Life between posts, because it’s always a continuation of the same scene, so that’s not really the best place to have a split.

Kaito:  “What in the world!? What the hell is going on!?”

I enjoy how freaked out Kaito’s voice sounds here. You don’t often get to hear him sounding like that.

I also appreciate the fact that Tenko freaks out too, like a decent human being who doesn’t care that the person who’s dead is male.

Gonta is the only one of the next four that run in after Tenko’s scream who actually reacts to the dead body like a normal person should. Himiko’s too depressed to respond properly, Angie’s Atua nonsense prevents her from truly caring, and Maki… well, she’s seen more than her fair share of corpses already.

Kaede:  (Shuichi examined Rantaro’s body and placed his hand close to his mouth to check for breathing.)

Shuichi, meanwhile, is showing some serious guts to just immediately examine the body to check he’s dead. He’s not a homicide detective – he only ever solved that one murder, and based on how he talked about solving it “accidentally”, he probably wasn’t even on the initial investigation at the scene for it or anything. This is most likely his first dead body he’s ever seen – if not, second at the most – and yet he’s able to do this. That’s impressive.

Kaede:  (My vision began to swirl… My legs wobbled beneath me… But out of sheer desperation, I kept my mind working.)

And this is how it feels to be a good person who is now a murderer.

Kaede:  (The monitor is off. It was no longer displaying Monokuma anymore. Does that mean… the mastermind is dead?)

That’s a pretty big leap she’s making there. If the mastermind were dead, the video would most likely still be playing – because no-one is there to stop it. The fact that it’s off means that someone did stop it, because the killing game has started and there’s no need for it anymore.

It is strange that the body discovery announcement didn’t play the moment the four of them first saw the body, though. Almost as if a certain someone is giving herself a couple of minutes to get back into the dining hall before letting it play so she doesn’t look so suspicious.

Regardless, it does make sense that Kaede would immediately jump to the assumption that the mastermind is dead and ignore all hints to the contrary. Killing the mastermind was supposed to be the result of this plan, and the possibility of it being otherwise is too awful to think about.

Monokuma:  “Everyone, please gather in the library!”

It’s nice of Monokuma to actually let everyone know where the body was found in this game. You’d think in the previous games when he didn’t do this there should have been a lot of people awkwardly running around going “shit, where is the body anyway???”

Monokuma:  “What a relief. A murder took place just before time ran out!”

Kaede:  “M-Monokuma!? But how!?”

Monokuma:  “I gotta admit, I was a little nervous there cuz the killing game hadn’t started yet. Geez… you guys really know how to keep me in suspense.”

Yeah, I bet you’re relieved, Monokuma. Although you’d probably be more relieved if Kaede’s shot put ball had done the job like it was meant to and Tsumugi hadn’t had to step in.

Monokuma:  “If the mastermind had died, this killing game would be over.”

It really doesn’t have to be, though, does it? Monokuma can run the game by himself. Cutting the game short if someone happened to kill the mastermind without that even being their intention would make for a boring story, wouldn’t it?

Kokichi:  “Wh-What? This is a lie, right? My dearest Rantaro is dea – Oh, I mean… was kiiiiiiiiiillled!!!”

Here’s Kokichi doing something he does often when he is probably genuinely at least a little distressed – massively overexaggerating his distress to make it seem obviously fake, so that when he turns around and starts acting like he doesn’t care, he can tell himself that all of his distress was a lie and he isn’t really bothered at all, right.

Monokuma:  “With that said… if you’re the blackened who killed Rantaro, raise your hand!”

Tsumugi:  “The one who… killed Rantaro?”

Yeah, Tsumugi, want to raise your hand like he’s asking you to?

Kaito:  “Tch… That dumbass! How dare he go and get himself killed!”

I don’t believe that Kaito even for a moment actually considers Rantaro an idiot for getting killed. He’s just lashing out irrationally because he’s upset and angry that this happened – perhaps that he let it happen, even. He’s probably thinking that he should have realised Rantaro leaving to go the bathroom was suspicious and done something to prevent this. Even something as simple as Kaito insisting on going with him just in case would have saved Rantaro’s life.

There’s a couple of text boxes of nothing but ellipses from Kaede’s “inner monologue” as nobody speaks up to claim the First Blood Perk. Most likely she is thinking something that’s being omitted to prevent spoilers – it’s a shame we’ll never know what it is. Even so, the fact that she’s thinking “nothing” is in and of itself suspicious; one would expect her to be wondering why nobody’s speaking up.

Kaede:  “Everyone besides the blackened… Everyone…”

You won’t let that happen, though. Will you, Kaede?

Her saying this as if in horrified realisation implies it’s only just now occurring to her that if she doesn’t manage to unmask the mastermind in the trial like she’s hoping to, she has to sacrifice herself because the alternative is completely unacceptable.

Tsumugi:  “But… is it true? Is one of us really the culprit?”

I don’t know, Tsumugi, you tell me.

Kokichi:  “Ah-haha, everyone’s competing to see who’s the most paranoid. Yeah, that’s not boring.”

Don’t worry, Kokichi, I’m pretty sure you win that competition hands down.

Shuichi:  “If we all lose our trust in one another because of this… it’s all over! We have to believe in each other and investigate this case.”

Miu:  “Investigating is the same thing as not trusting each other.”

Shuichi:  “No, it’s completely different from what Monokuma wants us to do. He wants us to throw accusations at one another, and lose all trust in each other. And we… can’t let him get what he wants. We need to investigate this murder. Not because we don’t trust each other, but because we *do*.”

Shuichi has such a good point! Sure, one of them is seemingly a horrible person who betrayed them and is lying to them right now, but the other fourteen of them should still be able to trust each other. So they should absolutely try and work together, because there’s still a fourteen-in-fifteen chance that any given person is genuinely trustworthy. The blackened would have a much easier time getting away with it if everyone investigating just did so on their own and didn’t co-operate or share their findings with each other at all. Believing in people, at least to some extent, is necessary to reach the truth!

(Also I appreciate that it’s Miu, the most paranoid person who is actually up-front about their paranoia, who questions Shuichi on this.)

Kaito:  “I agree with Shuichi. Actually, he just said exactly what I was gonna say!”

And again Kaito was beaten to the punch when it really mattered in terms of rallying everyone together and inspiring them. Of course he would have said something exactly like that himself if only Shuichi hadn’t said it first! But because he missed his chance, it just sounds yet again like he’s spouting empty words to save face. Despite all his efforts, Kaito has been so completely ineffective during this chapter, and that’s got to be eating away at him.

Kaede:  (I can’t change what has already happened. All I can do is what must be done. Otherwise… Rantaro died for nothing.)

She can’t take back that murder, but she can at least try and use his death to save everyone else.

Kaede:  (We’ll all escape from here! I’ll make sure of it!)

That “all” is pretty optimistic of her. But at the very least, she’s hoping for all but one.

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[bluephoenixdruidicprincess]

Shadowhunters 3x18, The Beast Within -- Review

Now that I've got 3x17 over with...Let's get into 3x18, The Beast Within. And yet another episode where it's abundantly clear the writers wouldn't know subtlety if it drop kicked them in the face. This show has introduced fun concepts this season but as per usual, they feel the need to execute these concepts in the most boring way imaginable. It's also super weird to watch the premiere of a Halloween themed episode in the middle of April.

As always, I'm not a fan of Shadowhunters. I'm just watching this show to see what happens and I’m reviewing it because I feel obligated to. I don't think it's a good show, I actually think it's pretty trashy and it really only exists to be shipping fodder except minus the character and relationship development, there is none, so it basically fails even at that. But if you like Shadowhunters, that's perfectly fine. We like what we like. You just might not want to read this. Also spoilers for the books and movies. 

I think I've actually hit maximum apathy for this show now. I normally blacklist shadowhunter posts while the new episode airs so I don't get spoiled when I watch the new episode the following day. But yesterday, I forgot to do that, I got spoiled and I didn't care. I saw plenty of gifs and discussions come across my dash and I didn't care. I'm truly saddened that I've at last hit this point. I always knew it would only be a matter of time before I would be brought to this point and it looks like I'm there now. But it's cool. We're on the final stretch until this show is finally done. So I really only have to suffer a little longer. 

The Cure That Didn't Cure

Our "heroes" attempt to cure Clary of the mark using the Heavenly Fire but I guess the batch is too diluted for it to work. So it was really kind of a pointless scene that I don't even know why it exists other than to waste time. Oh and I guess to showcase Kat's screaming techniques which are pretty cringey. I hate it when she screams on this show. It never sounds like she's genuine. But you know, it's alright. Some people just aren't screamers. We can't all be Candace King (Caroline from TVD). Now, that girl can scream. I don't know how she does it but she's just really good at putting the emotion into her scream where you feel like you're feeling the same pain she is. The way she jerks her body, how she inflects her voice mid-scream, it's quite impressive. I certainly never enjoy watching my favorite character in TVD get tortured (and I think she was the most physically tortured character on the entire show) but I do applaud her ability to act out the torture. Oh, and Clary's lazer powers have come back. Thank God for that. I don't know if I could possibly survive without seeing another cringey scene of lazers flying out of Clary's hands again. Just why, show? Why? It's not necessarily. You've already depicted Clary as a fully functioning shadowhunter regardless if it was earned or not. Are the lazer powers really necessary?

But since it's Halloween, demons are running amok and everyone has to go out hunting and I'm just asking why they thought it would be a good idea to take Clary of all people to patrol? You know, the person who has shown they aren't always in control of their actions. They're going to take that person, give her deadly weapons and they didn't think it was going to go badly? But the fight eventually takes them to the sewer Clary makes the choice to join Jonathon instead of Jace so we're finally getting dark!Clary even though this is definitely not what I wanted. I don't want the show to use magic to make her dark, I want the show to acknowledge the darkness that was already there way before the mark. In fact, if they absolutely felt like they had to go this route, have the cure work but Clary still chooses to go with Jonathon because the mark helped bring out some of her more innate darkness and then deal with that for the final few episodes we're in. You know, do something to acknowledge that Clary isn't this precious little flower child. Allow her some character development. I also don't particularly understand why she chose to go with Jonathon. I get the mark was making her feel a little sympathetic but I don't understand how it lead to this?

The Continuation of the Malec Drama

It's not a Shadowhunters episode without Malec drama, am I right? Well, in return to giving Magnus his magic back, Asmodeus tells Alec to end his relationship with Magnus so it's basically every Malec fanfiction ever. Alec talks it over with both Jace and Izzy to varying degrees of success and he comes to the conclusion that he needs to break up with Magnus as he feels like this is going to save Magnus. And why wouldn't he think that? Magnus has been putting an awful lot on Alec regarding this whole situation so why wouldn't Alec feel this way? Alec breaks up with Magnus, telling Magnus that the past few days has made him feel like the spark that Alec loved about Magnus is gone. Magnus tries to stop him but ultimately, Alec walks away. And the break-up is alright, I guess, I just hate how "high school" writing it is. For me, a far more complex and interesting break-up would be Alec using the reasoning of that Magnus can't just lean on Alec for the rest of his life. He can't keep on pushing the drama onto Alec expecting Alec to fix it. Which has long been an issue I've had with the Malec relationship. That every time something goes wrong in in the relationship, Alec is the one who has to give way and fix it instead of both of them working together to fix it. Alec could tell Magnus he doesn't want to be in a relationship playing second fiddle to Magnus's identity crisis. He has to think about what will make him happy.  

And can we talk about how terrible this line is, "You're not that selfish." This is Magnus basically implying that he likes that Alec selflessly makes allowances in the relationship instead of perhaps doing what he wants to do. And it also kind of reads like emotional manipulation. "I can't accept this break-up so I'm going to make you feel like a bad person so you won't break-up with me". So just, wow, Shadowhunters. 

Becky 

Believe it or not, there was something I did enjoy in this episode and that was Simon's sister Becky returning. She is so much fun, has so much energy, and with the innocence on how she approaches the shadow world, I kind of wish this actress played Clary. Kat's alright but I've never been too terribly impressed with her portrayal of Clary but the actress who plays Becky really brings energy in every scene she's in and I want her to be in more scenes. And what is it about this show and siblings who have more chemistry with each other than the love interests? 

Though, I do think it's weird that shadowhunters who have literally grown up in the heart of NYC don't know mundane vampire culture, though. If you grew up in Idris, I can understand that but how have they lived in NYC, apparently they always patrol on Halloween and yet know nothing about how mundanes view vampires? It's just really hard to believe.

At Becky's request, Sizzy goes back into gear in all of its cringey glory. They literally made a pack two episodes ago to stay single and now this is being shoehorned in. Why? If they were going to do this. This pact should've been made a season ago. When you make a pact like this, it only works if the couple is a slow-burn and Sizzy definitely has not been that. 

I Guess I Have to Talk About the Jordan Redemption

I don't hate that the show is giving Jordan a redemption arc but I do dislike how the show is going about it. It's definitely not deserved. Just because he saved Maia's life and joined an organization dedicated to helping people and that's enough to forgive Jordan for being a shitty person both before and after he became a werewolf? Come on.

I also hate the idea of Maia having to rebuild the pack. It does such a disservice to her character to make her own pack as opposed to taking control of her pack and showing that she's become strong enough to assert herself towards these individuals that previously looked down on her. 

There's just so much going on in this episode that if the show was more subtle, it might've worked. But Subtlety and Shadowhunters have never gone hand-in-hand. I'll give this episode a B. I liked Becky and the structure of the episode wasn't bad. But other than the Becky parts, I thought this episode was pretty bland and most of what the episode did, I found to be pretty cringey and just generally trashy.

#shadowhunters #shadowhunters 3x18 #shadowhunters 3.18 #shadowhunters the beast within #the beast within

[thorne93]

Curious Conundrum (Part 8)

Prompt: You’re John Watson’s sister. One day you decide to visit your brother for lunch, only to meet the infamous Mr. Holmes…

Word Count: 915

Warnings: language, flirtation, sexual innuendos (maybe? idfk), murder/crime/case related stuff, angst, jealousy…

Notes: Beta’d by @carryonmyswansong Not only did she beta, but I literally couldn’t have written half these scenes without her help. She contributed majorly, even wrote some parts of scenes. I am forever in her debt.

Also, this starts AFTER Season 2, episode 1. I don’t follow all the episodes, but it does follow the timeline and hit some major events : )

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 |

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“Where in the hell do you get off?” John bellowed as he stormed into the flat, pointing at Sherlock.

“I beg your pardon?” he said as he turned to him.

“My sister. You broke her heart, and I demand to know why,” he insisted, his voice and face firm with conviction and anger.

“I have no idea what you’re rambling about,” he noted.

“Oh don’t play dumb, it doesn’t suit you.”

“Fine. If you’re referring to rejecting her invitation to a dinner date, then you should know by now that I find all emotion abhorrent. It’s a grit in a sensitive instrument. A crack in the lens--”

“Yes, yes I know. The idea of feeling something bothers the hell out of you, but why?”

“Because it is mundane! It is...ordinary, boring, appalling.”

“Then why did you give in to her?” he asked, throwing Sherlock off.

In a flash, he looked down. “I have no idea what you mean.”

“Oh, I think you do. Asking her to work cases? Complimenting her? Impressed by her deductions? Don’t think I didn’t notice. At first, I thought it was just the two of you getting along. Then at the lab, with her flirting, I tried to write it off, but then...then she told me herself about her feelings for you. And do you know what I said?”

Sherlock didn’t respond in the slightest, so his friend continued his onslaught.

“I told her to not do it. I told her that you would break her heart. I told her you didn’t feel the way we feel. I told her it would be a bad idea. I prayed I would be wrong, I hoped I would be wrong about you this one time....But I wasn’t.” John took a deep breath, trying desperately not to make this a fight.

He shrugged, trying to get his point across as the berating continued. “She’s never felt this way about anyone. She’s never been in love. And I’ve known her all her life. I believe her, I’ve never seen her so ransacked about a man. What’s more, is I know you are too.”

At this, Sherlock’s face contorted slightly, unaware he was so transparent.

“Not only is she a mess, but you are too. You like to think you can hide your feelings, or pretend that you don’t have any, or tell the rest of us you don’t believe in emotions. But Sherlock, I’ve seen you sink to the bottom of a pit since you rejected her…” he informed, his voice dropping lower. “So pray tell, Holmes, why in God’s name did you destroy her one chance at love?”

For a long time all was silent between them. All that occupied the air were dust motes and the faint sound of cars on the street outside the window. John stared at Sherlock, and Sherlock stared at the ground. So long, in fact, John thought he would never get an answer out of his flatmate. He was livid, truly and purely bloodlust livid. He was almost ready to just pack his bags and leave. How could Sherlock do this to you?

John shook his head, a humorless snort coming out of him. “Unbelievable. You break her heart -- my sister’s heart -- and you can’t even tell me why. I just came from her flat, spending all evening comforting her. She’s a wreck, because of you... And you can’t even give me a reason why.”

He turned and began to march to his bedroom when Sherlock finally spoke.

“Because she deserves more than what I can give her,” he stated, a hint of shame and relief in his voice.

John turned, unsure by what his friend meant. “What do you mean? All she’s looking for is a date, romance, love. Can you not give her those things? I promise you, she is not high maintenance, and when she is, well she can afford on her own--”

“I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about her life. Since I’ve known you, how many times has your life been in danger just for knowing me?” Sherlock asked, a look of despair in his eyes.

“Too many to count,” he admitted with a head nod.

“Precisely. Now why would I want to put her in the same situation? The target would simply slide from you to her, or even worse...Two targets. I can’t do that to her.”

“So let me get this straight...You do care about her, but you won’t date her... because you’re... worried she’ll get hurt because of you?” he surmised.

Sherlock neither nodded or shook his head, he simply looked out the window, his silence the answer John needed.

“That’s why you thoroughly broke her heart. You couldn’t leave any room for doubt or wonder,” he guessed again and this time, Sherlock’s gaze dropped down.

“So now you know,” Sherlock quietly informed with a sad, small smile.

“We can fix this,” he stated suddenly, a light in his tone and a sparkle in his eye.

“I don’t want to fix this,” Sherlock snapped. “My job was executed perfectly and I won’t have you messing it up. Think of your sister,” he snapped through clenched teeth. The idea of John meddling to put you in harm’s way just to make you happy enraged Sherlock. Couldn’t he see that you didn’t deserve to have that done to you? That you needed to be kept safe, and far away from him?

“I am,” John said quietly.

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Angel

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x Reader 

Word Count: about 2k

Rating: Fluff and a tiny bit of angst :)

You and Jinyoung have been attached at the hip for years but suddenly his feelings for you change. 

You were inseparable.

You met in high school during your first year, the second week of school, in a math class the both of you hated.

He was the "it" boy at school, of course, exceptionally smart and incredibly popular though he tried to act oblivious to it all.

You didn't really talk to anyone in class. Cliques were vital at school but you didn't find any you fit into or more importantly, you didn't find any cliques you were truly comfortable being part of. Neither did Jinyoung.

One day, your math teacher was rambling on about how perfectly he could draw a circle on a quadratic plane and you muttered some insult under your breathe because the man literally does anything but teach and in response you hear a chuckle from the boy sitting next to you. You looked over at him as he turned his attention from the teacher to you, still chuckling and hiding his smile with one of his hands.

Eye crinkles, how cute.

"Jinyoung. Nice to meet you." He says with his hand now outstretched towards you. He was still smiling.

"Y/N, nice to meet you too." You said, reaching for his hand and shaking it, giving him a slight nod and returning a grin.

"You know, he's going to be like this all year, there's no actual point in paying attention to any of the mundane things he says." He shrugged his shoulders and smirked. And you laughed.

Ever since then, you were inseparable.

You knocked on the door of the apartment fervently.

"If you don’t open this door Park Jinyoung, I'll actually kill you. It's cold out here you jerk!" You shout, rubbing your unoccupied hand over your arms and trying to ignore the shivers running through your body. Soon the door opened and you run in before even looking up at the person who opened it.

"Yesssssssssssssssss Y/N brought us food!" BamBam yells, gaining a chorus of praises and cheers from the other boys. You roll your eyes and hand the enormous bag of takeout to BamBam who kisses your cheek playfully and smiles like a child before running off to the kitchen with a hungry Mark and Yugyeom trailing after him, both of them thanking you on their way.

You laugh and turn back towards to doorway to greet the person who opened it just in time to catch a hoodie flying at you from that direction. You catch it and look up at Jaebum confused.

"You're said it was cold, so put it on before you get sick and Jinyoung blames me for letting you get sick." He half smirks and half smiles at you and then makes his way towards the kitchen for food as well. You shout to thank him but he brushes it off humming "mhmmm" in response with a sweet smile.

You pull the hoodie over your head and begin looking for Jinyoung who called you two hours ago to ask for food and your company.

Got7 had been blowing up lately and even though you were proud beyond words it had been harder and harder to see your best friend and the rest of the boys who you've gotten so accustomed to. They were always practicing and doing shows, always busy and working extremely hard. All the while graduate school hadn't been so easy on you either so you were more than happy to come over today and see the boys.

"Hi angel," he mutters sleepily as he walks out of his room opposite of where you are, rubbing his hands over his face.

"Jinyoung, its 6:30 pm. You're a mess." You teasingly scold him. You watch him make his way towards you in his pajamas and feel the corners of your mouth turn up into a small smile.

"Leave me alone woman I just wanted to take a nap," he rolls his eyes but smiles at you, teasing back.

"I'm at least awake," he continues, "Youngjae has been asleep for like two days and only wakes up to eat, and feed Coco."

You laugh knowing well that he wasn’t lying.  

When he reaches you he wraps you in his arms and rests his chin on the top of your head, relaxing. You hug him back, relaxing into him as well.

You've missed him.

"So how is my angel?" He asks pulling away from you but still keeping you in his arms to look at you. There's a soft knowing smile playing on his lips while he watches you prepare to vent.

"I have a huge interview next week, I am so wrecked. And then 2 qualification exams. I will not see the light of day unless it's traveling from the library back to my apartment and vice versa," you ramble.

As you both sit down in the living room still talking, you grab a small takeout box from your purse that you hid away from the rest of the boys and hand it to Jinyoung along with chopsticks and napkins. His face lights up and he smiles that eye crinkle smile and you couldn't help but to laugh at his child like reaction.

"It's your favorite," You smile.

"I could have guessed. Wow you really are my angel," He breathes dramatically and you cringe hard hitting him and laughing.

For a second you glance at him and he's not laughing anymore. He just looks at you smiling with just a bit of adoration and curiosity in his eyes. It was just a second, then he catches himself, turning his attention back to his food and talking about his members.

"Are you still avoiding her?" Jackson asks.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Jinyoung replies.

After your last visit things changed. Jinyoung couldn't stop thinking about you or talking about you or trying to find things to talk to you about. He didn't notice it until the rest of the boys pointed it out. But once he started thinking through his feelings and how he'd like to take you out on dates and cook for you and come home to you, he got scared. Scared of the possibility that things wouldn't work out and he'd lose you. So he decided to keep quiet about his feelings. He decided that maybe some distance from you would let feelings fade.

"Jinyoung. She's going to eventually notice, if she hasn’t already. We've been back for two weeks. Avoiding her isn't going to help your situation. Just talk to her."

"Thanks but no thanks," He remarks harshly.

"Sorry. I didn't mean for that to come out so cold. But I can't -- I don't want to ruin things between us. I can't." Jinyoung says while he shakes his head and closes his eyes . There was a silence in the living room where the two boys were sitting before Jackson spoke up.

"And you think acting like you don't care about her isn't already ruining things?"

"What did I do, Jinyoung? Why are you acting like this?"

"It's nothing, forget it." He replied shortly. Jinyoung walks away from you, turning his back towards you, knowing that if he faces you he'll crack. He can't stand seeing you upset and knowing that he was the one who made you upset made it that much harder for him.

He decided that it was for the best that he didn't love you like that. Not that he had a say in what he already felt.

You began to get angry. This wasn't like Jinyoung, to not explain things to you, to leave you hanging. You two had been in fights before but there was always talking, a chance to explain yourselves or even to just apologize to one another but he wasn't allowing that.

"Wait, are you serious right now. You're seriously walking away from me?" You ask incredulously.

You began raising your voice out of sheer frustration as the only person in the world who could fix everything wrong right now kept his back turned to you.

"What was it? Did I get too boring for you?"

You weren't. He adored you. You were his everything.

"I'm trying to figure out where along the line I messed up and made you decide that I wasn't worth your time anymore. I just don’t understand Jinyoung."

He turns to face you but keeps quiet, trying to keep his feelings quiet. His jaw stiffens as he sees you. But his eyes are pleading with you to stop asking him questions.

"Please just talk to me," You sigh, trying one more time.

Seconds pass and he averts his eyes from you and stares at the ground.

How does he tell you he's completely and utterly in love with you? How does he tell you that the sun sets and rises with you? How does he tell you that if somewhere along the way everything falls apart and he loses you, it would break him? How does he tell you that he loves you without changing everything about how perfect you two always were? How does he tell you he wants more?  

But all you heard was silence. Just nothing from the only boy you thought was going to stand by your side a lifetime and more. You were overwhelmed. Never in your life did you think you'd lose your best friend and God given soulmate. Much less like this, with barely any words exchanged. But what were you fighting for if he had nothing to say?

"Look, obviously something's changed. Between us. I know that. But I don't want to -- I can't feel like this anymore" you say quietly, "I don't want to keep fighting for you attention."

You had all of it. You had his everything.

"I'll just go now."

You smile at him sadly and weakly and see his face soften in response. "Take care angel," you said and you turned to grab the door handle.

Damnit. Damnit. Damnit.

Before you could take a step over the threshold he turned you around and wrapped himself around you.

"That's enough. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Y/N." He says. You let out a breath of relief you didn't know you were holding. He almost broke your heart. Almost.

" I-I should've just told you instead of acting like this. Instead of treating you like this." He wipes your tears away that you didn't know were coming down, his hands cradling your face and his thumbs wiping over your cheeks.

You try to pull yourself together.

"Tell me what Jinyoung? I swear this better be freakin good or I'll--,"

"I love you y/n. I'm in love with you."

He smiles weakly and apologetically, looking straight into your eyes.

You're in shock. Wait, wait.

He loves you? He loves you? After all this time? It took him how long to say this? Why did he think avoiding you would make it easier? Stupid. Idiot. Such a stupid idiot that you were completely crazy about.

You broke yourself free from his embrace and grabbed the nearest thing to you that you could hit the boy with. Fortunately for him it was a couch pillow.

"How could you. Think. Ignoring me. Would help. Stupid." You shouted in between hits with the pillow. He stood there taking the gentle hits wholly confused. You almost laughed at him but managed to keep it contained.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to go about telling you without changing things between us. I loved you as my best friend fully and unconditionally before falling in love with you and I didn't want to risk it ruining it all." He explained.

"You almost broke my heart, you jerk."

"Believe me y/n that's the last thing I want to do--"

He didn't finish his statement before you strolled back into his arms putting your head in the nook of his neck and shoulder and closing your eyes, relaxing into him. Though surprised again, he put his arms around you instantly pulling you against him tightly. He relished in the feeling of you in his arms. He made sure to enjoy this moment knowing you hadn't reciprocated nor rejected his feelings yet.

"I think I've loved you my whole life Jinyoung." You whispered while pulling away just enough to look at him.

He broke into a huge smile that brought out his cute eye crinkles you loved so much and he peppered your face with kisses. You giggled uncontrollably and you heard a few hollers from the other boys who were actually all sat around the corner of the hallway watching the two of you. You looked up and saw Jaebum ushering the kids back into their rooms while shooting you a knowing wink.

You turned your attention back to Jinyoung and happily kissed his cheeks, knowing this was right where you belonged.

AN: This is the first oneshot/imagine I have written to completion. It’s superrr cheesy lol but I’ll get better and keep writing more! If you want to read the rest of my oneshots//scenarios they are here! I hope you enjoyed it and thanks so much for reading!

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[teamkaiforever]

I SEE THE LIGHT

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader word count : 3 679 summary : (based on the song ‘I See The Light’ from Tangled) // events begin a little before the Jolaric wedding and continue after that. *gif by jake-riley keep reading after the cut 😉 ____________________

ABOUT FIVE MONTHS AGO …

It was a few months in the school year and for the first time Y/N had time to go back home to Mystic Falls. Y/N was born and raised there but always felt a little out of place. Like something was missing from her life. Y/N had loving parents , friends … her life was absolutely mundane. Almost. Some of her friends were vampires , others were witches , werewolfs or hybrids. And each of them had something special with someone , everyone but her. She loved her friends and was happy for them but sometimes that made her feel like she was on the outside looking it. Like she would never have what they have. Like she will always be alone. Y/N parked her car in front of the Salvatore’s and headed inside the house. Damon had said he’d be there so she’d be able to pick up some things she had left there before going off to college. Her fingers wrapped around the doorknob and she pushed the door open , hearing a the sound of a bell ringing as she did so. A small smile showed on her face hearing the familiar sound. Just as she was about to call out for Damon , her eyes fell on an unfamiliar face. “Who are you?” wondered Y/N. On the sofa was sitting a young man with brown hair , smoky blue eyes , perfectly chizzled jaw wearing a black trench coat , his feet had been outstretched and rested on the small coffee table. He held a glass with bourbon in his hands and smirked at her the second his eyes met hers. “Oh hello. You must be one of Elena’s friends aren’t you ? God she has a lot of them …” he muttered a little annoyed. Y/N stared at him with a confused expression. There had been a note of hurt in his tone but she couldn’t figure out why that would be. “Right…” she trailed off. “DAMON ?” The young man got up , leaving his drink on the table and took a few steps towards her. He was a little taller than her , she noticed. “Why don’t I know who you are ?” he asked looking at her with curious eyes. “Are you a witch or a vampire ?” “Erhm … I don’t hang around much here anymore.” she smiled nervously. “Just a boring human in a sea of supernaturals… Who are you again ? DAMON !” “OH sorry manners. I’m Kai.” he smiled widely at her. “Damon’s not here. He went to talk to Bonnie about ..something.” “I’m Y/N.” she smiled outstretching her hand to shake his. Kai looked at her suspiciously but shook it anyways. The girl didn’t appear to have the usual reaction her friends had when they heard his name. Everyone either backed away or looked at him with judgement , fear and disgust in their eyes. It was like she didn’t even know who he was. “You don’t know who I am ?” “Nope. Not a clue.” replied Y/N taking a few steps towards the sofa and sitting on it. “I’m a little behind on things here. You can tell me if you want.” Kai sat next to her and began his story. He told her everything - about his childhood , figuring out being a siphoner. What he had done and where he had been the past 18 years. He was surprised none of her friends had warned her about him considering they thought of him as a dangerous person. Kai could see Y/N shift uncomfortably in her seat when he told her about the events that had sent him in the Prison World but she didn’t run away. There was no judgement in her eyes , only curiousity and understanding. Yet he kept waiting for her to run away from him screaming. “Aren’t you scared I’d hurt you?” he wondered a little amused. “We are all alone in this giant house. No one would even hear your screams for miles.” “Honestly ? Perhaps a little bit.” replied Y/N. “Things are not always plain black or white. And you seem nice , plus if you wanted to kill me - I’d be dead by now.” Hearing Kai’s story she couldn’t help but notice a few similarities between his life and her own. He wasn’t evil. All he needed was a friend , someone to care and love him and Y/N wanted to be this friend. And she was curious to find out who really is Kai and get to know him. Perhaps he was dangerous , but most of her friends were vampires and the bar on danger in her life was a bit different. “Wow , you are either really brave or really stupid.” he studied her face for a few long moments. “I like you. You are not as annoying as the rest of them.” “Was that a compliment ?” “Not sure. Emotions are not easy to understa-” In that moment the door opened , followed by the sounds of a tiny bell ringing. Y/N couldn’t tear her eyes off her new friend. Because he felt like a friend , not an enemy. Damon walked inside and his eyes went wide seeing Y/N hanging out with Kai. The vampire didn’t like how Kai was starring at her. Something about it was very unnerving to him , then again to Damon everything Kai did was unnerving. “Not back a day and already leaping into danger , are we ?.” teased Damon. “Danger ? No.” she smiled looking away from Kai. “ Just came to get a some of the things I left here before I went to college. ” she got up turning towards Kai with a smile on her face. “It was nice to meet you.” “Yeah , nice to meet you too.” he smiled , watching Damon give her the keys for the attic. “See you around Kai.” she winked at him , heading down the hall. “Hey Y/N?” called out Kai , getting up to chase after her. He’d be damned if he let his only potential friend slip away. There was something about this girl , he couldn’t quite understand but liked very much. Maybe it was because she hadn’t looked at him as if he is a despicable human being just for being a siphoner. He didn’t know. All Kai knew was , he wasn’t going to let her go that easily. Not when he didn’t know if he’d ever see her again. “Do you want to go get coffee or something sometime?” “Sure. Give me your phone.” she smiled. Y/N knew well if she asked Damon to give Kai her number , it would never happen. During her time with Kai it had become clear that her friends and Kai were frenemies , more enemies than friends. Kai watched as Y/N entered her number not even flinching at the death stare Damon was giving him. She had surprised him with her reaction again. “That’s my number. You can literally call me whenever you want. Even in the middle of the night.” she winked at him , handing him back his phone before going upstairs.

NOW

In the past few months Y/N and Kai had become friends … of sorts. Some days they drove each other crazy , others they were best friends. Damon protested against Kai even breathing around her the first few weeks until all her friends realised it was pointless. Then her friends ditched Kai in a Prison World , not believing Kai had changed after the merge. Of course Kai had returned. Taken his revenge , but even all those events hadn’t changed the way Y/N saw him. To her he still had a chance , regardless of everything he had done. After those events they became a little bit closer , seeing how he got even more isolated and alone. Kai needed her to be there for him and she was , just like he always was there for her.

Mornings were the best. Y/N always had a little extra time to stop by that coffee place down the street. She’d wait 5 minutes to get her cup of coffee and head down to her college… and every morning would be the same. Almost. Y/N woke up , quickly taking a shower before getting dressed and packing her lunch before going out. That night there was supposed to be a meteor shower and she was beyond excited. Y/N had always liked starring at the sky at night from her window. When she was little and couldn’t sleep , she’d wait until her parents were asleep and pull the covers off her , tiptoeing to the window. She’d bring up her knees , wrapping her arms around them and stare at the twinkling lights all night. Not much had changed as she grew up - whenever Y/N couldn’t sleep , she’d go to her window and watch the stars. It always amazed her how Earth can spin around the sun and around itself yet the stars would move slowly across the sky. How the twinkling lights at 11PM were not the same as the ones as the ones on the sky at 4AM. The sky was blue and the sun had slowly started climbing up the sky by the time Y/N got out of the coffee place with her fingers wrapped around the paper to go cup. A few sun rays had made their way above the buildings and were starting to fall down on the street. She took a few steps feeling someone following her. “You are interrupting my boring morning routine.” she said , trying to suppress a smile , turning around to face Kai. He stood a few steps behind her with his hands in his jean pockets and a smirk on his face. Some days he’d show up before her classes and others he’d sneak into them and just sit near her , making comments and trying to get her to laugh. “What ? No ‘good morning’ ?” he teased. “Morning.” she smiled shortening the distance between them , awkwardly giving him a one hand hug , holding her hot coffee cup in the other. Kai wrapped his hands around her tight for a few seconds before letting go. “Whats up ? Why are you up so early?” “Nothing happened.” he said. “I just like being around you. Your boring routing is quite interesting actually. Every morning , like a clockwork you are here at 7.05AM to get your coffee - black , no sugar or milk , then you run your fingers through your hair like you did just now and walk to college alone. Well almost every day.” Y/N laughed under her breath. “You don’t have much to do , do you ?” “Not really.” said Kai laughing. “Do you mind if I walk with you for a while ?” “For the millionth time - you don’t have to ask.” “Yeah I know , but its nicer when I do.” Kai still couldn’t believe Y/N had given him a chance knowing all the things he had done. At first when they had met , it seemed like it was too good to be true but the more he got to know her , the more he realised it was all real. Y/N was different than her friends. Like him , she had spent most of her life alone , outside looking it , not really feeling like she belonged. They understood each other in a way no one else could. After a few months of being friends , Kai could finally be himself with someone without putting a facade or anything. She knew him like no one else did. Y/N took a sip from her coffee as they turned down the street. Her phone buzzed and her hand reached in her back pocket pulling it out. A sight of frustration and disappointment left her lips. Kai turned towards her , hating the frown on her face. Up until a few moments ago there had been a smile. Her smile was one of his favorite things in this world. “What is it ?” “There is a meteor shower later tonight.” she replied. “I was supposed to go see it with a couple of friends but … things fell through.” She put her phone back in her pocket and kept walking. Kai stopped abruptly , gripping her hand. Y/N turned around confused. “I can go with you .. if you want.” “What ?” “Yeah. I mean .. I know how much you like those kind of things and I’d hate it if you miss it and spend the next few weeks moping about it.” he teased. “That would be so annoying.” “I don’t mope.” she said playfully poking him in the stomach. “Then it’s settled. I’ll come get you around 11.45PM.” he said smiling. “Should I get snacks ?” “More like coffee… but you don’t have to I-” “Sure I do.” he smiled. “It’s what friends do right?” “I thought you were sick of celestial events..” she teased. Kai laughed. “For you I will make an exception.”

* * *

The day went by both too slow and too fast at the same time. Y/N couldn’t focus on anything for more than a few minutes. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the meteor shower or because it was going to be just her and Kai in the middle of nowhere. Alone. After classes she got home quickly to get ready for the night and the hours until the moment Kai came to pick her up suddenly seemed like minutes. The door bell rang and Y/N rushed towards the door unable to contain her excitement when she opened the door seeing Kai smile at her. He looked almost as excited about spending the night laying on the ground in the middle of nowhere as she did. “11.45PM on the dot.” she said smiling. “So punctual.” Kai laughed leaning against the door frame , brushing his fingers through his hair getting it a little messy. “It’s not polite to make a girl wait.” he winked at her. Y/N laughed and grabbed her backpack with a packed blanket , a termous with coffee so they can stay awake all night and see all the stars and a surprise for Kai. Quickly she locked the door and headed towards Kai’s car , parked on the building’s driveway. He opened the passanger door for her , waiting until she was inside before getting in himself. Y/N tossed her bag in the backseat before putting her seatbelt on. Kai pulled out of the driveway onto the street and they headed out of town away from the lights. Around 2AM they were still laying on the blanket starring at the night sky. A couple clouds had showed up , covering the view for a few minutes. Kai couldn’t take his eyes away from her. The way she pointed at the sky every time there was a shooting star , closing her eyes to make a wish. There was something so innocent about it , so child like. “Are you going to do this every time?” he asked amused. “How many wishes do you have ?” Y/N laughed. “Not many , just like 5 or 10 but I keep repeating them just to make sure they happen.” “What did you wish for?” he asked curious , turning to his side. “I can’t tell you.” she turned towards him. “If I do , they won’t come true.” “You are such a child.” “Said the guy who acts like its Christmas morning every time there are cupcakes around.” she teased. “No I don’t.” “Errhmm … Oh really ?” Y/N turned to her side , opened her back pack and pulled out a box from it. Her fingers swiftly opened the lid revealing the cupcakes inside. “Chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting. Your favourite.” Kai jumped up excitedly , with a wide smile on his face and snatched the box from her hands. Y/N couldn’t help but laugh. “I love you.” “Are you talking to me or the cupcakes ?” she teased. He took out one of the cupcakes , swiping some frosting on his finger wondering what was the answer to her question. Something was trying to push its way through to him but he couldn’t figure out what. Y/N sighed , gazing into his eyes. How hadn’t she noticed before how they sparkle every time he smiles ? How his smile made her heart flutter ? It was like she had seen it all but never truly seen it. How could’ve she been so blind all this time ? Kai tapped her nose with his finger getting frosting on her nose. Her mouth hung in pretend shock and she tackled him , snatching the cupcake out of his hands. “You will pay for this.” he threatened. “Am I ?” “Yes. My revenge will be swift …and merciless.” he said laughing. Kai rolled on top of her taking the cupcake from her hand. Y/N was laughing, her hands covering her face accidently smearing the frosting on her cheeks too. She didn’t seem to care , just kept laughing and Kai added more to it by tickling her and laughing too. After a few minutes he rolled off her , seeing how tears had started forming in her eyes from all the laughing. He pulled her up , wiping away some of the frosting from her face noticing something flashing in her eyes for a moment and something inside him sparked. It was as if a veil had been lifted from his eyes. He looked at her as if seeing her for the first time. Kai wondered how he hadn’t seen her before. Truly seen her. Y/N was his friend , the only real friend he has ever had. Accepting him with the good and the bad since day one. Not judging , but trying to understand and get everyone else to see he had changed. He had heard her multiple times defending him and standing up for him to her friends. It felt like he hadn’t really seen things they way they were until this moment. “Why … why are you looking at me like that?” wondered Y/N. Kai brushed the palm of his hand against her cheek , the corners of his mouth twitching. Y/N leaned into his hand with a small smile on her face. Her eyes closed for a moment and her hand reached for his , holding it on her cheek. Kai was leaning in towards her when her eyes opened. Either he was imagining it or she was leaning in towards him too. Her eyes drifted between his eyes and his lips and he could hear her heart racing. Their lips met in a gentle kiss at first , then the kiss got more demanding and Kai slowly pulled her closer to him. Everything seemed different , the sky , the stars … Like the world had shifted. Y/N’s heart was racing faster than ever , so fast the heart beats blurred into one. All her life she had felt like she couldn’t have it all. How could’ve she been so blind all this time and not realise everything she had ever wanted had been right in front of her eyes the entire time ? His lips were so soft and it was as if they were made to kiss just her. It felt like they were two pieces of the same puzzle that have finally found each other , and neither of them was planing on letting go of the other. “How hadn’t I seen it before?” he whispered smiling , his eyes piercing into hers. There was a glow in them , a glow he had seen so many times when they were together ,without realising what it meant. “Seen what ?” “You.” “Me?” “Yes !” he said smiling. “You have been my light in the darkness since the moment we met. It’s like I’ve been living in a blur … never seeing that .. you are all I have ever wanted. All I have ever needed.” Y/N was smiling widely Kai found himself unable to look away from her. Perhaps he hadn’t been talking to the cupcakes but to her. All those emotions he felt around her , it all made sense to him now. How his heart does those weird flips when she is near him , how she is constantly in his thoughts and even in his dreams. How he wants to be around her all the time , see her smile and hear her laugh. Even more so now that he was a vampire and everything was magnified. “Y/N , I think that… I’m in love with you.” said Kai suddenly . “I … arhh feelings are hard. But this I know because its the strongest feeling I have ever felt in my life. It has to be love right ?” Kai thought he was bad at emotions but Y/N had missed it completely too. He kept talking , thinking out loud and the more he talked the more she realised they were right where they were meant to be - in each other’s arms. “All my life people have treated me like trash.” said Kai, thinking out loud. “Everyone but you. You accepted the person that I was , all the good and the bad. You gave me a chance when everyone else had written me off.” he turned towards her. “I’m not a good person. I own that… and I’ll understand if you-” Kai stopped talking noticing her eyes were fixed on him. Y/N seemed frozen ,her mind was spinning trying to process everything that had happened a few moments ago and everything he was saying. “I am annoying you , aren’t I ?” he laughed nervously. “You could never annoy me.” she smiled. “Kai … All my life I have been waiting for you without realising it. Now I know - I am exactly where I am meant to be. Here, in your arms.” Kai smiled even wider. hearing her words. For a moment he had been worried she’d reject him , tell him they are better off just being friends. “You are not the only one who had been blid all this time.” she smiled. “I’m in love with you too..and I want to be with you forever.” “Good , good..” he muttered. “I want the same and there is no way I am letting you go , sweetheart.”

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[bubblezen]

im sending it for the 2ND time bc >:( ok buttt have u thought about how RFA members (and MC) would feel when they realized they were just infatuated w each other and not in love?? like they get together but later on they break up??? i want the angst p l s for shits and giggles

………an attempt will be made -Mod Zen 

Zen:

He really thought you loved him. 

He did, and he couldn’t imagine his life without you. He didn’t want to pass a day without hearing your voice, seeing your face, feeling your touch. 

It wasn’t until one day, when you realized that the intensity of his feelings didn’t match yours in the least. 

You came home, and saw a cute little note he had written and realized your heart didn’t flutter anymore.

He didn’t make you as happy as he used to.

When you called him later that night to talk to him, he knew something was wrong. You weren’t smiling, and you didn’t seem to be happy in the least. Something was on your mind.

“Zen, I-I don’t love you.” 

There, quick and easy, like a band-aid. You tried not to notice the tears in his eyes, the shaking of his hands. 

“You…you what?”

“I think…it wasn’t real, my feelings for you.”

Instantly, he heard voices he didn’t want to hear.

She doesn’t care about you, she only liked you because you were attractive. She never loved you, and if she didn’t, who else would?

Silently, you told him that you were leaving to stay with a friend for a short while, your bags already packed in anticipation for this moment. 

The second the door slammed, he broke. 

He fell to the ground and started sobbing, unable to even move. It wasn’t until the sadness turned to rage that things started breaking. 

Frames were broken, presents, trinkets, almost everything. 

It took him a while, but eventually he managed to regain a facade that everything was alright. He didn’t mind that you found someone else. He didn’t mind that you looked at him with an absolute love. No, it never killed him on the inside to realize you never looked at him like that. 

His narcissism only got worse after that incident because he had told himself that if he managed to convince himself that he was a pretty boy and that’s all he’d amount to, it wouldn’t hurt anymore when he saw you again, or if someone walked out of his life again.

So then…why did his heart still hurt?

Yoosung Kim:

The two of you moved pretty fast after you met at the party. 

You loved him, he loved you, there wasn’t anything wrong with presenting yourself as a couple now was there?

You did all of the stereotypical couple things like watching movies, going out to eat, etcetera.

After a while, you realized that you both felt…empty. 

You were sitting beside each other and there was a lull in conversation, but not a comfortable silence. 

It was awkward. And it wasn’t as though this was the first time. In fact, it was beginning to happen very, very often. Neither of you knew what to do, and there wasn’t a way to fill it without becoming more awkward. 

You still stayed together, you out of a sense of duty, and Yoosung because he felt it was almost necessary since you were his first girlfriend. 

Eventually, you both had to be honest with each other and acknowledge the fact that you both weren’t in love, but you were merely infatuated. 

You broke it off mutually, but decided to just stay friends in the end. 

Months after, you become super close friends and each other’s best confidant.

He comforted you during your breakups, and you him. You both were each other’s support system and there was nobody you trusted more. 

It hit you when you were sitting at home, texting him. He sent you a picture of his current girlfriend, fawning over her when you realized that you did love him. 

At first, you just weren’t sure because you rushed into everything, but once you broke up and took your time getting to know each other, your feelings grew into an absolute love for him. 

But there was no way you could get between him and his new girlfriend so you had to stay quiet. He was happy, and that’s all you wanted. 

Jaehee Kang:

You watched as her interest in spending time with you began as the cafe took off. 

She busied herself and more often than not you could barely get any time to spend alone with her. 

One day, it finally all came to a head when you literally asked he if she wanted to go out, and she said something about not being able to trust any of the other employees with the shop. 

You felt your heart stop. You thought that she had been just as in love with you as you loved her, but as the days passed by, you realized that she didn’t love you, but more like the idea of you. 

But, it seems even that got boring for her. 

You thought that you’d have to be the one who broke up with her but it turned out she could tell herself that this wasn’t working out. 

She sat you down, and told you honestly and to your face that she didn’t feel like your partnership was a relationship anymore. 

Honestly you were glad. After all, she was honest and she didn’t try to drag everything out. Quick and concise, that was always her. 

You managed to go back to your place without crying too much and just sat against the door, numb before you realized you needed to take care of yourself. 

The days continued to pass by as you worked hard to move on and eventually fell in love with someone else. 

Now you two are class A besties that are perfectly inseparable. 

Jumin Han:

He was so madly in love with you. 

You listened to him without him having to prompt you to. You could see past his facade and for the lost and confused person he really was. 

The best thing for him to come home to was you willing to just listen to him talk about mundane things that happened at work. 

In a way, you taught him how to feel. 

So then, imagine his surprise when you told him that you didn’t think you loved him anymore. 

He was in complete denial, and was hoping that you were just messing with him, or you were just having a bad day or something else happened. He didn’t think he did anything wrong. 

As you explained that you didn’t think he was really the one for you and that you had fallen out of love-if you could even call it that-so you needed to leave him before you hurt him. 

At this point, he was numb. He couldn’t even process this. Leave before you hurt him, did you see how he felt? Couldn’t you see the pain on his face. 

He was almost ready to find other, monetary ways of convincing you to stay when he knew that it really wouldn’t work. Instead, he made the decision to just let you go. 

It went against every fiber of his being, but he knew deep down that he can’t force someone to stay no matter how he feels about them. 

Instead, he threw himself into his work.

He did everything that he could to distract himself, created various projects, checked everything meticulously because so long as he was busy with his job he didn’t have to remember you leaving him.

There was nothing he felt that he could do, nobody that he felt could fill that void in him. 

And he never trusted himself to fall in love ever again. 

Saeyoung Choi:

He didn’t know that such intense feelings could fade so fast. 

Once you and him became official, the initial joy of seeing you in the chatroom faded. 

His heart didn’t skip a beat anymore when he heard your voice. The butterflies in his stomach calmed themselves whenever he saw your face. He knew that he wasn’t in love anymore. 

He was so confused for the first couple of days, wondering just if it was just a fluke. 

He thought that he had never felt this way about someone, loved someone as passionately as he loved you. 

But, once he realized that his love for you really was fading, he began to distance himself. 

Despite everything else. he knew that he couldn’t hurt you. 

He tried to get you to break up with him, busied himself and purposely went to bed after you did and woke up before you did. 

He thought that if he got you to leave him, it’d be easier. 

It didn’t work. 

He ended up having to tell you himself. He had to tell you that he didn’t love you, nor did he ever think that his feelings for you were ever love. 

He’ll never forget the look on your face. The grief, anger, and unshed tears. 

When you walked out of that door, he sighed to himself, knowing that it was for the best. After all, he didn’t want to drag a relationship out longer than it needed to be. 

From that point on, you never really talked to Seven. You’d ignore him in chats, or just make polite small talk before excusing yourself. He honestly didn’t mind. 

But, he couldn’t understand.

Why did it hurt him so much that you had another’s arm around your shoulder? 

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