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gyueumz · 1 month

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fate.

abt sunghoon x fem!reader fluff bsf’s brother au cw none wc 1090 a/n sorry for being ia ! school is kicking my ass TT

what’s worse than having a normal crush is having a crush on your best friend's brother, sunghoon. he’s not any typical brother; he's the younger brother who doesn't talk to anyone besides his friends and family. the younger brother, who only has one face for every emotion. he’s the younger brother who's the eldest among his friends.

it’s even worse when he goes to your school. fate loves to be a hater and decided that you two should see each other everywhere, whether he's behind you in line at the cafeteria or walking the same hall after your drama class and his gym class. wherever you are, sunghoon is there. some people would think it's a blessing to be around their crush all the time, and it is. it’s also a curse, as instead of greeting him, you find yourself running as far away as possible from him.

the idea of your best friend finding out isn't the reason you're running away. in fact, you even told her you liked him, and she didn't seem to care at all. all she did was laugh. she finds it hilarious how he's gullible and you're here trying to keep yourself from running away when he's around, especially when you're at her house. from sitting next to you on the couch for a movie night to grabbing a cup from the cabinet in the kitchen where you're eating, you'd expect her to glare at you, but she only tries to hold her laughter in.

you don't know why you can't function when he's around every time. is it because he smells like pencil shaving all the time, his glasses suit his face shape, or he wears that umber leather jacket over his uniform every day? it’s weird since you complain all the time that you miss him, but when you do see him, you're suddenly meters away from his presence. you hate the idea of talking to him, but at the same time, you love talking about him with your friends. when your friends insult him, like his haircut or the fact that he's part of the chess club, your mouth starts talking back as if you were a lawyer defending their client.

the one question that makes everyone you know intrigued is: how come you've never had at least one interaction with him?

‘i saw sunghoon in the hallway first thing in the morning.’ you write on the sticky note, passing it to your friend in the middle of your drama class. your teacher has been too busy blabbering about her life in acting school for the past hour. you look up at the clock; it's five before the bell rings. some of your classmates are doing work, and others are on their phones. no one seems to be listening to her at all; they're all waiting for the bell.

yeojin passes a sticky note to you. 'what did you do?’ she stared at you as you retold her what happened with your fingers. you tried to tell her that you walked past him, but she didn't understand your gestures. "what?" she mouths. you lean close enough so she can hear your whispers.

"i walked past him," you whisper lowly so the teacher wouldn't notice but loud enough for yeojin to hear. she covers her mouth, restraining herself from bursting into laughter. as the bell rings, your teacher mentions a project due in a few days while you get ready to leave.

the performing arts department is in a long, separate hallway away from regular classes. in that hallway is also the gym, where sunghoon finishes his class. the hallway is tiring for you and yeojin, but all you want to do is get to your next class without having to see sunghoon. yeojin leaves you for her class, which is the one near the exit of the hall. you’re here, walking alone to the end of the hall.

sometimes it takes you two minutes to get to your class or more, depending on the number of people. as you go through multiple people squished like sardines in a can and make your way to the end of the hall, you halt, hearing your name and an unfamiliar voice.

"oh, y/n, you dropped this," sunghoon says as you look behind. he picks up a notebook from the floor and hands it to you. you’re frozen and silent, and he simply smiles at you and leaves. you run to your next class and sit down in your seat as you contemplate.

many things are happening at once—things that you found impossible.

he says your name and gives you your journal, the one place where you talk about him, then proceeds to smile at you. it sounds impossible, but it did indeed happen. but what's really important is that he spoke to you.

you haven't seen sunghoon since that interaction. you don't see him in the hallways at school or in the living room at their house.

whenever eunha calls him down for dinner, he'll just stay silent or respond that he's busy. when he did come out of his room, it was only to return your journal. your best friend accidentally gave him your journal when he asked her to get his notebook.

it was a simple mistake; he didn't mean to look inside. the outside looked like his, but the inside was totally different. when he opened a random page, he noticed how his notes were colourful, his handwriting was curvier than it should be, and the words were the total opposite of physics. he put his glasses on and immediately closed the book as he read the first sentence.

‘i miss sunghoon.’ he quickly pushes the book off his table and backs away from it. he’s shocked in many ways. those words are playing in his head on repeat. all he can imagine is your voice saying those words. he wants to know what else you say about him, but it's wrong; it's your privacy. he approaches the book but is wary of picking it up. his hands are trembling the more he moves closer, until the pads of his fingers touch the leather cover.

he leaves his room with the journal in his hand. his eyes meet with yours as he enters the living room, places your journal down on the coffee table, and grabs his. you quickly grabbed your journal and sat on it as he asked you a question before he walked out.

"are you busy this friday?"

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chamiryokuroi · 10 months

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My thoughts on Tim Drake: Robin #10 heavy spoilers under the cut

First of all got to say it wasn’t a bad ending if we consider they had to wrap up this arc in such a short amount of time, gotta give it to Meghan she managed to figure out a way to answer as many questions as possible and give us a relatively good ending for a series that I feel was canceled with no reason.

You can definitely feel that the story was planned to be done in more issues, the building blocks are all there for an amazing arc and it is sad we had to condense it all in one issue.

Now into a more in depth analysis of the comic of my favorite parts.

The Labyrinth was such and interesting point I wish we could have seen more of, specially with the fact this is the cult if Dionysus.

I absolutely adore the fact that Bernard is fully aware of Tim’s identiry because we get such funny interactions like this where Pie honestly thinks Tim is cheating on Bernard with Robin, and that panel of Bernard laughing because of that is one of my favorites for sure, boy is having so much fun, as he should.

Now in a more serious tone, this two panels tells us so much of how Tim feels, how insecure he is of his own place, not only on his family, but in the world as a whole. That second panel specifically where we see Bernard having fun while Tim is just on the bg, knowing how hard it must be for Tim to wrap his head around his sexuality even now, a year after coming out and starting dating Bernard, this feels realistic, sometimes when you come out later in life it feels as if you do not fit exactly with the community, and it can be hard to find your place.

If I had a nickel for every time a creepy cult tried to recruit Tim into their ranks I would have two nickels, which isn’t a lot but it is weird that it keeps happening.

This is honestly another point that feels like it was meant to be explored for longer before the cancelation notice came. At least it gives us an explanation of why Kate was acting the way she was, it took me a while to get it but basically after Tim saved Bernard from the cult back in Urban Legends Kate went around hunting down those that managed to escape, one of them being the son of this man that appears to be the leader of the cult, the son then took his own life and Kate was taken into the labyrinth, were we know Tim was being pumped with some hallucinogen gas of some sort, depending on how long she was on the labyrinth before managing to escape that might explain her memory loss, again this is all theorizing with what we are given since there wasn’t much space for it to be explain as it should.

And now we go back to Bernard who is looking around for Tim, going to all the people that knew him as Robin, and then those words “Tim takes care of everyone… but sometimes he needs someone to take care of him” hits me straight on the feels, Bernard is such a supportive boyfriend, he is definitely what Tim needs, someone that is there for him, not only for Tim, but also Robin.

Also the fact that Bernard is making his own homemade bat-signal with his hands is just adorable to me. Boy could had probably drove to Bruce’s house, but he doesn’t need Bruce’s help right now, he needs Batman.

And of course Batman responds. Bruce why were you following Bernard? Anyways, yet another great speech from Bernard “I thought you might be a ghost. Or you weren’t real. But the truth is you look sort of normal. Like regular-people normal.” Leave it to Bernard to understand exactly what Batman is, just a normal man trying to help as best as he can.

And then he says Tim needs help, not Robin, Tim. This is just Bernard out right telling Bruce “I know, and I don’t care, because Tim is in problem and you got to find him”

And then we get the best thing, Bernard, and Tim’s friends and family, rushing in to save him, just as he was losing hope of managing to leave the labyrinth alive. Absolutely in love with Bernard’s long ass coat.

And then we get to my favorite page. The uncertainty if it is really him or another hallucination, the confirmation that it is him, it is Bernard, here to save Tim. The hug, the way Tim is holding Bernard’s face, the only thing that would had made this better would had been a kiss.

And then we get to the ending, not much to say here, I just love these two pages, Tim just finally realizing he doesn’t need to be anyone else, that he can be himself and that he is right where he belong, and that he can be happy with that. The best ending we could have hope for with what we were allowed to have.

There are obviously many questions left unanswered.

What was exactly the Cult of Dionysus? Where did it came from?

What’s going on with Bernard’s parents?

What’s up with Moriarty? Who was his boss? What was his deal with Robin/Tim??

I am sad TD:R ended the way it did, had it been given the time to develop I feel it would had gotten better. But I am glad we managed to get as much as we did, now we just have to wait and see what will DC do now with Tim, and if Bernard will stay relevant or will they brush him under the rug.

#dc #tim drake #bernard dowd #timbern #this makes no sense but I just had to speak out #td:r spoilers #spoilers

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hadesisqueer · 1 year

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I think people don't understand that Adam is literally the worst “freedom fighter” ever made because he was not really a freedom fighter.

Adam hated Humanity. Honestly, he couldn't be blamed for that, after what was done to him; he didn't deserve to be abused, he didn't deserve to be branded, and I really hope the people who did that to him ended up as badly as Cinder's abusers—Jacques at least did—. The problem is that he joined and forcefully took over an organization that one way or another (with Sienna and Ghira, in different ways) seeked to support Faunus and help achieve equality when he didn't care about any of that.

This is the same guy who took part in the Fall of Beacon. There's a difference between attacking Jacques and the SDC and other racist pieces of shit like Sienna did and this. Think about this for a second: according to Velvet in After the Fall, despite not being perfect, Vale is probably the best kingdom for Faunus to live in—along with Vacuo, though not perfect as well—. There are many Faunus in Vale. Regular Faunus who live regular lives with regular jobs and regular families, and who also depend on the protection Beacon and the other academies provide with their Huntsmen and Huntresses, a bunch of them also Faunus. Now you tell me why the fuck would you think destroying Beacon and provoking a Grimm attack in Vale that kills hundreds of people—many of them probably Faunus—will make the situation better for your kind in any way? Because it won't, it will only make everyone in there fucking despise you and your organization, including Faunus themselves.

It's literally what Sienna told him, and he killed her because he wanted to become leader and destroy another goddamn academy and make things even worse. And then, in there, seeing himself cornered, he tried to blow up everyone in Haven—nevermind that the people opposing him were Faunus too. And then when the remaining White Fang members called him out on his bullshit, he didn't think twice about killing them all, either.

Like Blake said, he was consumed by spite. Adam had charisma to make everyone believe he could be a great leader who could get results. And maybe he could have been if he actually cared about making things better for the Faunus, but he didn't. Adam always put his hate against humans before his people's needs. He did everything he did because he wanted to fuck over humans, even if it meant fucking over his own kind and organization, too, and he had no qualms about killing Faunus if they tried to stop him from fucking everyone including them over.

That's actually the reason why I hated him—and I loved to hate him, he was a good villain—, because he claimed to be a freedom fighter when actually he couldn't give less of a fuck about his people, he just wanted his revenge. That and because he was a creep who groomed a preteen girl when he was over 18 and then proceeded to abuse her and then stalk her and try to kill her and her new love interest because he was petty she left him, of course, but that's a different thing.

#rwby #adam taurus #blake belladonna #sienna khan #white fang

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dovand · 4 months

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i am as always thinking about 14 and the nobles... specifically 14 & shaun. CRIMINAL lack of 14 & shaun content . excuse me that is my emotional support deranged lovers-in-law prongs of a queerplatonic throuple V. that is my little scrinkly wet cat and his chill saint bernard friend. that is my symbiotic relationship weirdos who sleep back-to-back to 14 can a) leech his body heat b) cuddle donna c) not fall off the bed. that is my favourite “both wake up early but one of them is being clung to like they are a teddy bear and it is Not Shaun, who is making ‘too bad’ faces at 14 and tiptoeing away” dynamic.

(14 either ends up dozing again after he wakes up early or just lays there curled up thinking—but, either way, when shaun shows up with breakfast in bed every sunday, he is treated to the beautiful sight of the two huge autism creature eyes peering up at him from behind the most bedraggled mop of hair ever seen. whether there are any thoughts behind those eyes depends on whether their owner has been napping or Pondering)

(yes this is all made up in my head!!! yes i am dismayed by there only being FOUR FICS (4!!) using it as a tag and none of them (afaict) doing it in a qpr way. where is my deranged weirdplatonic polycule!!!)

further insanity under the cut pleasseee please please read. please i need to be insane about this with people

(also btw this post is about queerplatonic doctordonna, doctordonna shippers i love you and you are welcome to contribute but it is a Little squicky for me so if tag ur additions (so i have a heads-up) that would be so lovely and i would adore you forever <3)

shaun likes listening to people ramble and 14 likes rambling so it is a regular occurrence to find the two of them like. standing in the kitchen holding cups of tea except one of them is actually drinking the tea and one of them is talking too rapidly about equivalent exchange to remember to blink, let alone have a sip of earl gray that has veered violently past lukewarm and is headed straight for room temperature

if 14 is in a not-wordy mood tho… thru shaun’s expert tutelage he has mastered the art of the Dad Nod. he passes shaun in the hall and gives him a little nod. shaun gives him one back. 0 words are spoken but they understand each other on a deeper level than if there had been.

they go on a Family Outing to a thrift store. rose and donna disappear to the dressier sections. shaun creeps along the racks of trousers, solemnly comparing seemingly identical pairs of jeans. 14 follows him and stares for a while, then silently hands him a loudly patterned pair of shorts. shaun takes them without question and adds them to his basket & sylvia loses her mind just a little bit when she sees him wearing them

(^ this inspired by going thrifting w my friend and looking @ everything and then finding her dad looking thru the racks of shorts comparing two beige ones, and my friend handing him a pair of pink shorts with penguins on and him buying them. because he has some . i think plaid shorts? at home and when he wore them his wife said he looked gay. so he’s trying to do it More) (it's an incredible family dynamic there. i have no idea what is going on)

god jesus. 14 learns how to cook so he can be the housething (as opposed to housewife or househusband. he is just a weirdgenderthing. little creature). someone buys him a nice apron and he wears it with so much delight. chases everyone else out of the kitchen so he can concoct something lovely. runs out into the garden to stick something into an oven in the tardis kitchen because “i am not working with enough ovens, here, people!”. organises the pantry and gets this crazed look if anyone tries to stop him. “how will i know where things a—” “it will be LABELLED.” brandishes a label maker that DEFINITELY is not from modern-day earth given that it seems to take dictation as input and can print in colour and has not needed a refill of paper even though he has extensively labelled EVERY PLASTIC BOX of stuff in the pantry

sometimes he gets into Moods where he needs to solve a problem before it makes his head explode and that used to be a like. tinkering in the tardis thing. where he’d have himself and whatever poor companion he was with just floating in the time vortex for a week while he tries to make this bit of the tardis do what he wants it to. now it’s a day or two spent almost entirely in the kitchen trying to find the scientifically optimal method by which to make meringues. he starts gesturing dramatically with a spatula forgetting it is not a sonic screwdriver. makes a sonic spatula. realises he doesn’t often need to like. scan a pancake for malware. sadly puts the sonic spatula away

he is absolutely a nightmare to watch movies with btw bc a) can’t sit still b) so tall. either he is bouncing his leg and shaking the whole couch or he is stretched out across the entire sofa. no in between. donna buys a thick rug so he can just lay on the floor. the rug is TOO comfortable and he starts just spending time laying on the floor which would be fine if he thought to turn the lights on because people keep almost stepping on him while he’s having 4am Floor Time (on the nights he's not drooling all over donna's pillow)

if anyone else has thoughts about Them PLEASe share i will love you so much and forever. doctor~donna/shaun weirdcule is the only thing in my head

#me.txt #doctor who #14th doctor #doctordonna #donna noble #this is ALMOST fic but not quite. i feel like i should tag it something specific #doctor who headcanon #that works i think

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bibibbon · 4 months

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What fails in MHA: gags/jokes

As well all know gags and jokes are everywhere in shonen but they are rarely done well in my opinion especially in MHA. There isn't a problem with having a bit of comedy in your manga but when the gag or joke either harms the characters development or just is offensive it tends to just fall flat at best and ruin the story at worst.

There are many common and multiple gags hori uses which I HATE:

Izuku/the midoriya family are crybabies. This is one that was VERY PRESENT during the earlier seasons which in my opinion ruined the show and many peoples view of izuku as a character. It makes sense why izuku would cry more then a regular shonen type of MC considering that he is supposed to be a "normal" teenager and he shows some very clear signs of anxiety. I understand when people get annoyed at how much he cries especially because it's very over exaggerated a lot of the time and just depicts him crying a waterfall when you could of just shown him tearing up. It's a bit more excusable for inko but it really doesn't shine a good look on her especially knowing that she is quite emotionally dependent on her son .

Katsuki being mean towards literally anyone and anything. We know that bakugo is a character who is going through a redemption arc to change and become a better person so we shouldn't see him be so aggressive and angry if he is trying to change especially if it's a joke. A gag like that really ruins his development and to me its the reason why I don't think he really changed his attitude or way of thinking towards izuku as much as people like to believe he has ( CANON BAKUGO AND FANON BAKUGO AREN'T THE SAME )

Perverted characters like mineta or sir nighteye .Yes, this is definitely targeted towards mineta and night eye because Iam still very disgusted by the scene of bubble girl and night eye and mineta just gives me the absolute CREEPS. honestly, idk what it is with hori and giving us these type of stuff it's honestly disturbing and disgusting I don't think I would mind if it were done to criticise or lambast something about hero societies pedophilic undertones and the way it loves to sexualise female characters but it's just there as a horrible gag.

Dumbing down denki and making him seem stupid. This is more of making UA look bad because Denki could of been seriously hurt in the usj because of the whole dumbing him down gag and while it isn't the worst gag in the show it kinda falls flat in my opinion and just makes ua look bad. It's also double standards in my opinion because he would be useless in battle if he were to overuse his quirk just like izuku.

The interview scene with mount lady. I don't understand why izuku was ridiculed for his lack of control when it came to blackwhip and it doesn't help that some of the characters where DEFINITELY ACTING OUT OF CHARACTER when they all had the same reaction.

There are some 50/50 gags that still failed due to horikoshi not letting them go or not handling them well.

Izuku's everlasting fanboyism of heroes especially all might. Look this one isn't that bad but like I just don't like the fact that he never grew out of it. I personally like to think that izuku was a big all might fanboy is because he saw all might as the only person who actually believed in him and gave him words of encouragement even if it was through a screen and even if those words where directed towards anyone not only him. As the story progresses izuku should grow to realise that all might is a flawed individual who has cared for him but harmed him at the same time.

Horikoshis perception of izuku being "too intense". This could of easily been incorporated into Izuku's character as an actual character trait that could be used as a gag from time to time. For example we see izuku over think everything or hyper analyse so many small things like fuyumi's cooking. There are moments where izuku seems to come off as weird to other characters and I feel like that shouldn't happen or it should be handled in a better way. I mean how is it that someone doing something so simple as looking at a video intensely will freak/weird you out compared to someone who has a weird quirk or a passerby doing something weird

There are definitely A LOT MORE THAT IAM PROBABLY FORGETTING.

However, hori does have some good gags/ jokes in my opinion, yes they are rare but they do indeed exist like:

Kirishima's manliness. A lot of the time this actually promotes positive masculinity which is something that is definitely needed and it also helps develop kiris character a whole lot more

This one interaction between jiro and tokoyami. I really liked it, it didn't come out as sexual which is something I really enjoyed and you can clearly tell it's just two classmates vibing and trying not to die

Tokoyami and his whole darkness persona. Idk I guess this is me but I like it, it adds a lot to tokoyami while also not being overused .

This one Iam 50/50 with and it's yuuga and his whole I like cheese and I can't stop twinkling persona. I think it adds more depth to his character and foreshadows his role as the traitor to a certain extent but I also find it a bit stereotypical considering the fact that he is french and yuuga will just end up speaking in basic french words and then Japanese

Hawks favourite food ironically being chicken wings. It's simple but it also makes us closer to hawks and can make him a bit more relatable to people

Izuku, iida and shotos hand crusher joke. That has to be my favourite joke in the series it literally didn't end up mocking anyone and cemented one of the best MHA trios

Overall, hori sucks at making truly enjoyable gags and has a lot that harm characters developments especially surrounding his MC Izuku but he can sometimes actually provide enjoyable ones.

#bnha critical #izuku deserves better #mha critical #horikoshi critical #mha #bhna critical #bnha

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byebyebriar · 1 month

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Azula is such a fascinating character because, yes she is a brilliant child with low empathy and attack first/strike back harder mind set but also

Her mother loves her but doesn’t like her

Her father likes her but doesn’t love her

Her uncle doesn’t understand her or know her*

Her brother isn’t safe to love**

And this all fucks her up! She’s left clinging to the family member who encourages her most vicious behavior because no one in her family loves her unconditionally. Ozai repeatedly uses Azula as a blunt weapon against his family to the point where they are alienated from her!

By the end of the third season, you can see that Azula has built Ozai up in her head as the only person safe to love. He’s the one that likes her. He’s the one that loves her. He’s the one she can depend on because Azula is will always rise to his standards. It’s okay he demands perfection because she‘s perfect. She will never fail him and thus will always have his love. Except:

“You can’t treat me like Zuko!��

It’s not enough.

Every tool in her emotional toolbox fails her. Fear fails to keep Ty Lee and Mai by her side, perfection fails to keep Ozai, mind games drive Zuko away even after she secured his return to the palace. Fire Lord Azula sits on the throne descending into paranoia as she has realized nothing she knows how to do will get her what she wants.

Fourteen year old Azula screams and cries in her chains because she knows she has lost a game she never had a chance at winning.

What else is there to do?

*Iroh’s gift to Azula while he is besieging Ba Sing Se is there to show that he doesn’t know his niece. Which is fair! He hasn’t actually seen her since she was eight (maybe younger) and canon notes that he was gone from the palace on regular campaigns. There’s only two years between Lu Ten’s death and Zuko’s banishment and Iroh was awol traveling the world some of that time. He doesn’t know her and when canon starts, his only interactions with her are her trying to convince Zuko to rejoin the Fire Nation. Or attempting to kill both of them.

“She’s crazy and needs to go down.”

No Iroh, she needs someone to look at all her ugly bits and say they love her anyway. Just like Zuko needed your love after his betrayal.

**Way before Ursa left, Ozai made it unsafe for her to love Zuko. You think he would have taken it well if Azula stood up for her brother? The guy burned his son’s face? It’s not safe for her to do so. It’s not safe for Azula to even offer encouragement to Zuko because they’ve been forced into competition. If he excels, if he passes her, then she loses her golden child status. She can’t afford that because she sees every day what happens when you’re the scapegoat.

Azula can’t let herself love Zuko. If she did she’d have to care every time Ozai insults him. She’s have to care that he considered killing Zuko. She’d have to care that he burned and banished her brother. An eleven year old would have to face that the one person she thinks loves her is viciously hurting someone she cares about.

Azula can only show she cares far from Ozai’s sight (The Beach) or in a manner she thinks Ozai won’t care about (claiming that Zuko killed the avatar) -

(Azula doesn’t know about the spirit water, she hit Aang dead on with an attack that has only been survivable because people deflected it, the Gaang claimed Aang was dead for weeks. Azula damn well believed he was dead when she told Ozai that lie.)

- “I’m sorry it had to end this way brother.” “No you’re not.”

Yeah Zuko, she is. In her mind she’s spent months trying to put back and keep her family together and it all fell apart. You can’t see that because all you can see is the ax Ozai wielded against you. Don’t worry, by the end of that fight you will see Azula exactly how she is. You just won’t be able to help her.

#Azula #AtLA

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lu-sn · 11 months

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Pete adjusting to his new life post-canon

tortoise this isn't a prompt this is a freaking dissertation topic 😂 okay okay i can pick one thing and stick to it. i swear

i think post-canon pete is suddenly in a position where he doesn't have any friends.

hear me out. i don't mean that his friendships have completely eroded. he sure did burn some bridges, what with shooting that one main family guy to death, and i bet there are plenty of main family guards who used to be friendly with him and now would pay money to light him on fire. but his core relationships — with arm, or porsche, or even khun — are still there. they're just precariously off-kilter now.

pete is no longer who he was before. he wasn't outright lying, necessarily, but he was... hiding. his friends were only seeing one facet of him, and they've come to understand in a pretty brutal way how much of pete they weren't seeing. no matter what, this is going to affect their closeness with pete. it's going to destabilize the trust they have in him. i would put khun at the far end of the spectrum, aka the most destabilized thanks to pete's defection, and porsche perhaps the least, but it still leaves pete on uncertain terms with everyone who liked him in the before times.

and, like, vegas might love pete, but vegas isn't actually friends with pete yet. they've spent... two weeks of quality time together? most of which was straight up torture? sure, they Know each other, but they're probably going to need to work up to being casual around each other. macau and pete also don't know each other well, and it doesn't help that macau is a kid. that friendship isn't going to be equally balanced for a long time.

so pete's at a bit of a crossroads here. he can choose to let those old friendships go — to let the confusion and suspicion grow thick and gnarled between himself and the others — or he can try to actually fix them. and if he wants to do that, he's probably going to have to start being honest. he's going to have to be vulnerable. he needs to rebuild his friendships from a place of authenticity.

I THINK HE WILL BE REALLY BAD AT THIS. not just because pete would literally die instead of be emotionally vulnerable, but because a lot of the authenticity that porsche and arm and pol and khun are going to ask for right off the bat is going to pertain to pete's relationship with vegas. god knows pete has no idea how to talk about that, let alone the desire to discuss it. plus, vegas hates all of these people. should pete really be telling them anything about vegas? can he be honest with people who vegas probably sees as enemies?

it's going to be a long process. and some of it is going to depend on vegas's relationship with these people mellowing out. i have a feeling pete will be able to reach a place of personal honesty with arm fairly quickly, if he gets to see arm at any sort of regular frequency. porsche is harder because of the whole minor family ring thing, but i think porsche might be the only person who kind of understands why pete would have run away for vegas, and i just think pete needs that understanding from someone else real bad. that connection is going to keep them afloat until they can rekindle their friendship in calmer waters.

but. but pete and khun. oof. that one's hard. does khun have the capacity to see pete as his equal? is pete forever going to keep his former employer at arm's length? i don't think this will ever become a true friendship. perhaps they can reach a point of surface-level congeniality.

in the meantime, pete will hopefully make new friends! macau and pete friendship FOR LIFE. i like to think vegas only has a couple of loyal-to-the-death guards left, and i think it would be kind of cool if pete became friends with them. and maybe pete picks up some insane new hobby to fill up all of his unemployed free time and gets to make casual friends outside of the mafia, friends that are his only, that aren't also tied to vegas or pitted against vegas somehow.

but pete is going to have to work for these. no more empty smiles. fewer white lies. less deflecting. learning to offer up parts of himself to those around him — to weave them into bonds that are made stronger by the truths woven into them.

#ofc pete could have zero friends outside of vegas and macau and be super unhealthy #sometimes the appeal of vegaspete is the lack of healthy yaknow #they can be obsessed w each other to a fault that's a-ok #but i like to think about pete achieving some amount of normalcy over time and real friends would be huge for that #thank u for the ask tortoise 😊 hope u enjoy the rambles #kinnporsche #pete saengtham #vegaspete #mine: asks #rainy day asks

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Siruud gives off these two simultaneous vibes: one, of having done everything at least once from boredom; the second, of being an easily flustered dork. And slightly nsfw, but I know I've conceptualized my MC as an innocent-looking sweetheart who's been reported to HR multiple times for strength of character, but is secretly a thirsty, kinky mofo, and I can't help but getting the feeling that this might kind of terrify Siruud.

lkdfjsdk well you're right about the tried everything once just for the hell of it (even beyond sex) but this man is aspec which means his attitude about sex isn't particularlllyyyyy typical I guess? He doesn't have the same relationship with it as a human, and even then again as someone who regularly contemplates it.

He's definitely not flustered by it though. It's a human thing (it's not, demons do it too) and it's so hyped up in their society. He considers it like, a fun hobby. A sport with many, many rules variants depending on the arena. He's just detached enough from actual regular mainstream culture that he doesn't really understand what sex means to humans—how tied up it is in religion, family, social rituals, gendered behaviour—so he ends up coming off as a little callous in the sense that if a mortal friend were to come crying about how their partner only wanted a sexual relationship rather than a romantic one, he just straight up doesn't understand how the two things are related. Why are they related. How has this become a confused issue.

He doesn't have any game is the thing. He won't dirty talk to try and put you in the mood or anything, but he has a very frank way of speaking about it that might really do something for someone tbf. Unintentional dirty talk. Refreshingly frank talk, and blessedly non judgemental talk. It can always be awkward to have conversations with any partner about how far is too far, how far is not far enough, and the aces in the crowd will dig a hole in the ground to sit in upon remembering the awkward talks about "don't want to and don't know you well enough to elaborate on it actually", and that kind of just doesn't happen with Siruud because he's talking about the weather. Hes talking about sportsball. Just like car seat head rest said, it's only sex.

#talkForge #HFNSFW #siruud #bad ritual

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Hello, do you know something about the temperament of the Greenland dogs comparated for example to other nordic/primitive breeds like Siberian Husky or Alaskan Malamute? I can't find much about them online. They are so extreme and work-driven as many told and cannot be only pets?

Well it would highly depend on what your definition of "pet" is. If your idea of a pet dog is a dog you can take on occasional walks and relax easily inside with, trainable and friendly, easy to take places, than the Greenland is likely not the best choice, if not a very bad one. If your definition of pet includes working the dog in harness on a regular basis, allowing them to live outside if they desire and have multiple dogs, then they could be a good pet.

For me personally, I could probably handle one after having a dog like Slash, but do I want to? Absolutely not. I enjoy the easier going, more chill nature of the Malamute for me personally and that's saying something considering that while Slash is a good house dog, he is only a good house dog because he is given work year round in some capacity.

I have only met a few Greenland Dogs in person, one was at the time young and ran with my dog's parents in a sled team, very tireless, but affectionate. And the other was a retired elder dog who could not retire to being a house pet her entire life and often found it stressful being away from the working team, even if she herself was not working.

Remember, these are primitive sled dogs and are less removed from their origins than many other sledding breeds. The modern Siberian Husky, Alaskan Malamute, Samoyed and even the Alaskan Husky have their origins in the 20th century and have their temperaments highly selected for. A Greenland dog is the same as it has been for centuries and centuries, vastly unchanged due to its isolation from westernized dog breeds and kennel clubs until very recently. A majority of Greenland dogs still live in Greenland (the country has very strict import and export laws for domestic animals and dogs in particular to protect the breed) where they are working dogs. A majority of Greenland dogs outside of Greenland are also working dogs.

As far as temperament goes the Greenland Dog FCI standard states:

The predominant temperamental qualities of the Greenland Dog are energy, mental strength and boldness. He is a passionate and tireless sledge dog. To people - also strangers - he is friendly, and while acting as sledge dog not closely attached to any particular person and therefore not suitable as a guard dog. On hunting seal and polar bear he will show a strong hunting instinct."

The Nordisk Kennel Union says this:

The Greenland Dog is a true unaffected natural dog with all that this entail. Therefore, this breed is only suitable as a family dog for people, who have great canine experience and who understand the special needs and distinctive character of this dog. In the right environment, this dog is energetic, mentally robust, vigilant and generally kind towards adults and children. It is an overall curious dog with a distinct pack mentality. This breed greatly demands allowance to use its immense power on running and pulling heavy loads. It needs a good social life and the pack is of great value to these dogs. This breed enjoys living outdoors.

They are often said to be amongst the most intense of the sled breeds, more driven to work than Malamutes, more energetic, more prey driven, more more more and more.

The Alaskan Malamute Illustrated Standard says this about temperament for Malamutes (so imagine this + MORE ENERGY):

The Alaskan Malamute is an affectionate, friendly dog, not a “one man” dog. He is a loyal, devoted companion, playful upon invitation, but generally impressive by his dignity after maturity. The Malamute is a true pack animal with the natural instinct to “lead or be led.” This results in an independent, self-confident and strong willed personality, and explains why Malamutes can sometimes be aggressive with other dogs of the same sex. While historically guardians of campsites and Eskimo children, the Malamute is not the type of guard dog that sees a threat in eye contact or the approach of strangers. Dogs who react negatively towards people do not typify correct Malamute temperament and any sign of aggression towards humans is unacceptable.

There are many great Greenland dog mushers (both in Greenland, Scandinavia and even the UK) that are present on Instagram if you have an account and want to learn a bit more about these dogs (note that some of them outside of Greenland also mush Alaskan Malamutes, this is pretty common as the breeds work well together). Here are some ones that I like:

Dodgesled Taxi (Sisimiut, Greenland)

Arctic Living Ilulissat (Ilulissat, Greenland)

Siku Tours (Uummannaq, Greenland)

Ukioq Soul (Åre, Sweden)

Suna-Sanik Kennel (Norway)

Kennel Tasermiut (Norway)

Ikihallan Greenland Dogs (Rovaniemi, Finland)

Infury Sled Dogs (UK)

Greenland Dog Adventures (Sisimiut, Greenland)

And here are some videos I like about Greenland Dogs:

Greenland Way of Life: Raising Dogs

The Insiders Guide: Dogsledding in Greenland

And finally, an article about how these dogs and Inuit are at the forefront of being affected by climate change (even my half house pet/half working pet malamutes are uncomfortable when my house is heated in winter btw...):

In Greenland village, shorter winters cast doubts over dog sledding

#dogblr #faq #greenland dog #dog sledding #sled dogs #primitive dogs #working dogs #they're very friendly to people but p intensely need work imo

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The Bats Are Trolls

I toy with the idea but haven’t figured how I want this as a full fic so tossing it into the ether, do with it what you will

Concept: Stupid magic user erases knowledge of Bat family from world as part of very dumb plan, Gotham only knows them as rumors and that’s because they’re Gotham’s heroes and Bruce has TONS of magic neutralizing things scattered around Gotham just in case, Justice League knows something is off but can’t quite figure out what’s going on and Batman’s annoyed with everyone questioning him while he’s trying to clean up the mess and the Robins (Robins will be a term that includes Cass even though she’s possibly the only one that never wore the R which is sad and needs to be fixed) decide now is a good time to troll the league (possible dash of angst because Tim’s friends don’t know who he is and the poor boy needs his friends or Tim takes this time to troll them more than he’s been able to for years and Tim is my favorite Robin)

Featuring Batman on Watchtower and for some reason the majority of his kids decided to follow, because they’re all chaotic trolls, and that includes Batman

When JL asks where Batman got all these heroes to follow him

Dick: I’m his love child with Vengeance (Bc one of the driving things that got Dick to be a vigilante was wanting vengeance for his parents’ murder)

Jason: I was told there’d be candy

Tim: Batman and Gotham had an accident and I’m the result, they’re being much more careful now

Stephanie: I was told there’d be candy

JL: Do kids in Gotham not understand that taking candy from strangers is a bad thing? Red Hood said that too

Steph: Have you ever been to Gotham? If you want candy you can actually eat instead candy that’s absolutely drugged and probably full of razor blades or ground glass, Batman’s basically the only source.

Damian: I am the son and heir of Batman

JL possibly a Flash: So Batman had another kid with Vengeance? Or Gotham? How? Are there other heroes named Vengeance and Gotham?

Tim: No, Nightwing’s parent was the concept of Vengeance, mine was the personification of Gotham. *Gestures to Damian* His is the Night, her parent *gestures towards Cassandra* is Justice

JL probably a Lantern: Didn’t Batman ever learn to wrap it up?

Stephanie: Dude, gross, do you ask your dad that kind of thing?

Tim sweet stalker boy who has weird sense of boundaries: He had a vasectomy ages ago, it’s in his medical files, but that wouldn’t really stop someone like the brat’s mother, or certain others

JL possibly Diana: Others?

Tim: Did you really think we’re Batman’s only children? *ignoring implication JL wanted to know about Batman’s theoretical baby mamas*

JL possibly a very worried Clark: How many others? How many other children does he have I mean?

Dick: Good question

Jason: Depends on the day

Tim: I have the current list with me *pulls out book the size of a dictionary*

JL: Why does it say “Hit List” on the front?

Dick: Robin started it and we haven’t had the time to think of a better name that we can all agree on

This is true on several levels, Tim started to put together the book after the nth new kid from a different multiverse to try to help keep things straight for everyone since some of the kids were great like Terry or Father Todd while others were Joker Jr. or a Talon, none of the Robins will admit who named the list and all of them have a terrible sense of humor

Dumb mage’s mistake is eventually undone, JL realizes they’ve met more of Batman’s kids during that point than they have…ever, they really only interact with Nightwing on a regular basis and Red Robin sometimes

#batfamily #tim drake #bruce wayne #dick grayson #damian wayne #signal #stephanie brown #jason todd #justice league #I forgot Duke's last name I'm so sorry #I Remembered! Duke Thomas! I'm so sorry Duke Thomas!

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Steven agere headcanons

Regresses between ages 0-8

Starts regressing pretty frequently during the events of steven Universe future

It was very confusing and scary when it started happening because it was just another thing happening to his body that he didn't understand. Once he knows what is going on

His regression was mostly involuntary for a long time but Steven is slowly learning methods to manage his age regression and does have times when he voluntarily regresses now as well

Steven can physically regress his form to that of a child fitting whatever age headspace he is in

Depending on if he’s regressed to an age where he can speak he is very talkative

When regressed Steven really lets himself cut loose and relax and be the child he didn’t really get to be growing up. His personality is still the same but he’s more relaxed and able to focus more on his own needs rather than other peoples

Even in older headspaces he will nap as its one of the times he can usually sleep without nightmares

He loves to be picked up. Being around the gems made him pretty used to being lifted and tossed around and he finds it comforting and fun to be in someone else’s arms

He loves creative activities like art projects or baking or building sand castles on the beach. He also really loves getting to do the things he didn't get to do as a child.

Going to Connies house and having her take care of him all day like he was any normal human child is really nice for him

Steven has always eaten a lot of junk food and pre-prepared meals like pizza and he does still crave those foods on occasion while regressed however he as well as his therapist have decided that having more consistent homemade and healthy meals would be good for him. He does in fact really enjoy meatloaf.

He is very good at trying new things while regressed and has discovered a lot of new favorite foods that he continues to enjoy while out of headspace

He pretty much always needs his face and hands wiped down after eating even is someone else is feeding him

Steven is spoiled rotten for toys while regressed. His dad, connie, and the gems all love bringing him new plushies and games and figurines in audition to the ones he still has

His favorite are his army of stuffed animals that he has created complex family structures for and displayed carefully around and in his bed

He always packs his cheeseburger backpack with possible items he might need for any age. He brings it with him whenever he regresses voluntarily and keeps it handy just in case he regresses involuntarily. Having it helps him feel prepared

He’s not particularly picky about clothing when small however since he does physically change sizes when regressed he does have several sizes of clothing on hand

He does use a paci especially in his younger headspaces

On the occasion that Steven regresses to under the age of two he does usually need diapers. He maintains a little more control over himself than a regular baby would due to having all his memories but physically he is a baby

The gems (including lapis, peridot, and bismuth) know about his regression. His dad and Connie also do and, by extension, so do Connie's parents. They are all very supportive

Steven did not want the diamonds to know about his regression at all unfortunately they found out by accident when they visited while he was regressed. They continuously bothered him about wanting to be there to take care of him until he had a breakdown and Connie and the gems stepped up to get them to back off. It’s still a bit of a strained topic with them though

Steven honestly could almost do with less caregivers. Connie is who watches him the most followed by Greg. If he is in an older headspace then the gems are allowed to watch him since they helped raise him and know a bit about what to do. Lapis, peridot, and bismuth are only allowed to babysit and only if at least one other caregiver is present because they do not know how human children work at all

Steven calls Connie by her name and calls Greg dad. He uses the gems names (or as close to their names as he’s able to say) most of the time however there have been one or two times when he’s slipped up and called both pearl and garnet some version of mom. They had a really long talk when he was out of headspace and he also discussed it with his therapist. He confided that he does see the gems as mothers in some ways but feels like fully calling them mom usually brings up too many complicated feelings about Rose for him and everyone else.

Discipline was something he requested since it wasn't something he really had before. Connie modeled to the gems and Greg what an effective time out should be and that's what happens now when he breaks a rule. He rarely does but the structure is good for him and he likes knowing exactly what's going to happen if he does mess up

#fandom agere #age regression #steven universe #su #steven steven universe #little!steven universe #steven age regression #regressor steven universe #steven universe agere

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rughydrangea · 8 months

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I can't hold it in any longer. I'm so deeply confused by Ahsoka. I just really don't understand who this show is for. Is it for regular people who watch The Mandalorian but have never seen the animated shows? Then the fact that all the main characters have years of history that those people know nothing amount basically guarantees that they will not find any aspect of this story compelling. If you don't know who Ezra is, why would you care if he's saved or not? If you don't know anything about Hera and Sabine's relationship, would you be interested in Hera's continuing presence in this show? If you've never seen Thrawn, how could you think of him as a genuine threat that everyone should be worried about? And if your only exposure to Ahsoka is in the live-action shows, then I'm sorry, but why would you want to watch a show about that character, who is very cold and appears to have no real emotions or inner life and whom you have been given no reason to be invested in?

On the flip side, as someone who has seen Rebels and The Clone Wars, speaking for myself I can say that this show is giving me nothing I want because it's simultaneously dependent on the backstory of those shows but is trying to be accessible. Ahsoka has a long, complicated, very fraught history with the Jedi order--something you'd have no idea about from what this show is giving us (the opening crawl called her an ex-Jedi knight! which she isn't! what is going on!). The intense bonds of love and family that tie together the Ghost crew members are alluded to here, but the actors can't really sell them, through no fault of their own, but because those bonds were so thoroughly established by separate versions of the character. I miss the warm, deeply intimate, sometimes fractious relationship that Hera and Sabine had, a weird cross between mother/daughter and older sister/younger sister that was such a lovely part of Rebels and that isn't really being recreated here. Most of all, I think Filoni's desire to keep the animated references down to a minimum has, in these first three episodes, resulted in the erasure of my personal favorite Ghost crew member! And to me it makes no sense! Ahsoka was never the main Jedi in Sabine's life--Ezra and Kanan were. The people who first taught Sabine to use a light(dark)saber were Kanan and Ezra. We got a Jacen appearance this episode, and he even says that he wants to be a Jedi, but a casual viewer would have no idea that Hera's pained reaction to this is because his father was a Jedi! Star Wars is all about legacies and the pain they cause and the ways that stories repeat themselves and the groundwork for that is all here, but we can't tap into it because this show is being made for people who neither know nor care who these characters are and where they are coming from!

And then there's the one bit of backstory that we're missing that makes me feel like I'm losing my mind. Multiple times in each of the three episodes that have aired so far, I have found myself thinking back through Rebels--was there a scene were it was suggested that Sabine was force-sensitive? The answer, of course, is no. So, given Ahsoka's kind of traumatic history with the Jedi order, why would she see a young woman with no kind of force sensitivity and think, oh, yeah, she should be a padawan? I just don't buy it. Ahsoka's ties to her Jedi life weren't severed when she was expelled from the order, or when she declined to rejoin it, obviously; we saw in s7 as well as in Tales of the Jedi that a lot of her journey is about coming to understand the value of the Jedi and the role that they played in the galaxy and how that legacy lives in her. But her path was different. She's a product of the Jedi order, but she's not one of them. Why she would think the only way to help Sabine to develop is to force her into a mold that a) isn't right for her, and b) ultimately wasn't even right for Ahsoka herself just makes no sense to me. And because we have no access to that first, unsuccessful attempt to teach Sabine, we have no idea why any of this is going on or what anybody is hoping to get out of this arrangement.

I should be done, but if I'm griping, one more thing. In TCW, Ahsoka is an endlessly compelling character. We see her grow from cute little brat to a thoughtful, compassionate young woman of deep conviction and principle, always questioning the world around her, always grounded by deep relationships. Her appearances in Rebels feel like the natural maturation of that character--she's older, calmer, more sure of herself, her personality that before was so bubbly having subsided into deep, flowing waters. But she's still animated by curiosity, kindness, and a sense of justice. She's obviously changed from who she was as a child, but she's still Ahsoka.

I personally see no continuity between this character I love in her animated form and the live-action version. It's not really a performance problem, it's that this Ahsoka just doesn't feel like Ahsoka, because she's missing the quality that I most associate with her: warmth. Ahsoka cares. Everything she does is out of a desire to help people. No matter how much she went through, how much she was hurt, she always came back to that. And that's just gone here. Here, she doesn't seem to have any kind of a personality (bizarre, given that she's nominally the main character). What drives her, what she cares about, the importance of her relationships in her life... I just can't see any of it. And it bums me out, because I love Ahsoka, and I want to watch more stories about her, but I want them to actually be about her, not this imposter.

So, uh, in conclusion, I really wanted a Rebels sequel and I really wanted more Ahsoka but this show is, for me, the absolute worst fulfillment of those wishes. And I'm sad about it!

#hmmm do i tag this?#what if people love this show and then are angry at me?#i always hate when that happens because i'm a massive baby #obviously if you're enjoying this show i'm happy for you and wish that could be me but alas!#i just want the real versions of these characters back please!#or do i just have to rewatch rebels?#and now more good measure:#1 #2 #3 #4 #5 #ahsoka #star wars #my commentary

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Getaway Car

Chapter 6

Pairing: Jake x MC

Trope: Enemies to lovers

Overview: To catch a thief, you have to become a thief. So to catch a hacker, you had to become one.

Previous Chapter: here

MC’s Pov

A regular window has suddenly caught my attention. No, actually the sight of the outside world that it presents me has caught my eye. Jake did mention we were somewhere solitary and perhaps something about being in woods. These two pieces of information are enough to give chills to someone. But that depends on how you imagine it. Like right now, the sight of the woods is nothing like I imagined.

The greenery spreads to every corner of the scenery the window manages to show. It's a shade closer to emerald green. The light of sunset is making it only better.

A thud brings me back inside. Then, his voice sounded as if it's covered with honey. “I agree that's quite a scene outside but I’d have you not distracted if that's possible.” He has kept a bundle of blank sheets on the table.

I asked Jake to allow me access to one of his computers to do my share of investigation on the family who controls Seraphic. Their last name is as exotic— Meadows. Then, I asked him to get me a notebook or something to write on. I can't remember things well until I have written them somewhere. And to my surprise, he doesn't pass any stupid comment and gets me the sheets.

“Thanks.” I say, taking one of the sheets from the bundle.

Jake sits in front of the largest monitor. I'm sitting at the table that is slightly behind Jake's and it gives me a good view of his screen. I can definitely keep an eye on his work from here. I can even do it at the moment but my eyes are lured back to the window.

A few moments pass before I hear an audible sigh from Jake. When I look at him, he is already looking at me with his intense glare. Then, he rotates his chair and folds his hand, keeping his eyes on me. “Should I draw the curtains? Would that make you feel a little productive?” He warns. It's a warning to get me started on my work that I should be taking seriously but all I can think of is how his voice would sound with a British accent.

“Can I go outside?” Sitting in that obnoxious room made me forget how it feels to walk around without looking behind for the potential tail. Falling into the chasm of the dark web has certainly deprived me of simple rights of life. And I know Jake is someone who can understand that well.

Perhaps, he chose this place for the same reason.

Jake blinks and averts his gaze before saying, “No.” He turns away.

I curse at myself for forgetting that Jake might be someone I can relate to but that doesn't make the distance between our souls vanish.

If I ever fall, I can imagine him having a flicker of sympathy and still walking past me. Probably while laughing at my incompetence.

That fact does not stop me from pushing further. After all, this is a brilliant opportunity for me to test how long he can deny me while I plead. And maybe I catch a weakness or two. I change my voice, making it light. “Ten minutes, max. You can put a timer. I'll be back before you hit the timer.” As much as I hate this pleading edge to my voice, I love the fact that I can use it even when I am not even a bit desperate.

He doesn't stop moving his fingers on his keyboard.

“Jake, please.” I add the magic word at the end and it holds its significance. Jake stops typing.

He turns. I can tell by the look on his face that he's going to deny.

“Do you want me to write it down for you?” He nods at the sheets. “There will be at least something written on them.” And he turns towards the screen again.

Alright. Maybe the lighter voice and the magic word aren't enough. I'd have to throw in a little bit of logic. “You’re the only one who knows the way out of the woods, right? That's what you told me. There's no way for me to escape. So why not let me go out for ten minutes?”

He calmly reasons, “I can't let you go outside. It can be dangerous. Inside, you're safe. Outside, I guarantee nothing.”

I snort. “Hell would have frozen to make Jake Donfort care about my safety.”

“You are my partner. Of course, I care about you. What good would it do me to find you torn into pieces by a wild animal?” Then he shakes his head. “This is stupid.”

I shake my head to myself. His words might sound like a thread pulling me towards trust but I have to remind myself that once he's succeeded in fooling me, he’d let go of the thread.

“Fine. Then why don't you come with me? I'm sick of sitting in this house.”

“I’m busy.”

“Please.” I throw that word at him again, this time extending it. “I’ll make you coffee?” I tried my best to convince him.

A pause. Then, “How good?”

A bright smile appears on my face, unforced, and I'm surprised as I hide it back. “The best you'll ever have.” I assure him.

He throws his head back. “Your stupidness is contagious.” He mumbles. Then he turns around and looks at me with the same intensity. And I wish I had the ability to not look into his eyes. Then, the end of his lips tugs up. “Say please, once again.”

I'm already reconsidering going outside. It was different when I say it. It'll be different when I say it after he asks me to. Obeying. Sounds much like that.

“You know what? It's not really that captivating.”

“Is it not anymore?” He taunts as he gets up from his chair. His steps directed towards me. It would have sounded better with a British accent, for sure.

“No but try that with a British accent. Might change my mind.” My hand move as words slip out of my mouth and that only happens when someone’s getting on my nerves or

Or when I can hear my heart beating.

He stops only when his feet touch mine. I have to stretch my neck to look at his face and I just know how good it makes him feel. Looking down on me is just the very thing that’ll make his ego boost.

He starts to bend and resultantly, I move my face as far as possible but it's not long before the back of my head is pressed against the pillow fixed on the chair. He places his hand merely away from the pillow when his face is in front of me. And I am holding my breath with my lips turned into a thin line. I do not let myself break eye contact.

“British accent can change your mind?” He smirks.

“I’m not changing my mind, Jake. I don't want to go out anymore.” I proclaim.

“Oh. That's a shame because I was almost convinced to take you out to see,” He turns my chair until I'm facing the window. “the greenery outside. And I assure you that's the least attractive part of the wood you see from here. Are you sure you don't want to see the rest?” He speaks near my ear.

If that’s the least attractive part then I cannot wait to see the rest but I know he might as well be lying.

“Come on, MC. I thought you were wise. That's a pretty fair deal. Say please and I’ll give you a tour myself.”

I exhale. “Fine.”

He meets my eyes.

“Please.”

A wide smile spreads on his mouth. “Now, was it that difficult?”

“As difficult as you.” I smile in return. “Now, let's go.” I hurriedly force myself up the chair desperate to put some space between us. I pass by him.

“Wait.” He stops me by wrapping his hand around my wrist. He proceeds to go to his chair and grab his grey jacket hanging on his chair. Once he gets it, he throws it at me. I catch it and stare at him.

“Put it on.” He orders.

I raise my brow at him.

“Put it on, MC. Don't make me repeat myself.” He says calmly.

I am amused as I put the jacket on. “Hell must have really frozen, Donfort. Maybe you should pay a visit.”

He gives a wry laugh. “Yeah, it can freeze for all I care but I don't want you frozen in the woods.” I stop with my hand half way through the jacket. Warning him with my eyes to stop with his sweet yet hollow claims. “Should I say that with a British accent?”

I laugh, sarcastically, putting the jacket on and fixing my hair. “I am putting three cubes of sugar in your coffee.” I tell him, I have no idea if he actually hates sugar in his coffee exactly like I have no idea how I came to that conclusion.

But I am amused as Jake passes by me, saying, “Cruel. Do you want me dead?”

I follow him outside. “I can't believe I won you over with a little please and a cup of coffee.”

He's walking in front of me as he says, “You didn't win me over anything. I am letting you have it. You're welcome.”

I ignore him as we exit the house.

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Jake's pov

The coffee is the perfect mix of bitterness and sweetness. I didn't really believe her when she claimed that it’d be the best coffee I'd ever have. It is, by all sorts.

I exhale but keep my expressions grim as she stares at me expecting a review. I put the cup down.

She's looking at me with eyes similar to that of a puppy waiting for his master—

I'd prefer to stop right there, yes.

We’re sitting on the couch with our body turned slightly towards each other. The night is as quiet as it has ever been but chaotic at the same time.

I’d rather pretend to vomit than accept the coffee being good. I put my hands together. “It was fine, truly. You’d have to work on it if you're going to offer that as the end of your deal next time.”

She snorts. “Seriously? You don't have the nerve to accept that it was actually good? It's written all over your face, Jake.” She argues.

“I don't remember my face being a blackboard.” I argue back.

She rolls her eyes. “It was good. Just say it.”

“With a British—”

“Shut up about it already.” She snaps. I’ve been bringing up the British accent in the middle of the conversations with every chance possible. It riles her up. I think she has a thing for guys with a British accent.

My phone rings when I am about to reply. It's Noah. Noah Meadow.

She steals a glance at the screen before I pick it up. Her eyebrows rise in confusion.

“Hello?” I begin.

“Hey, Jake. How are you doing?” He asks, his voice cheerful.

“Surviving.” I say, looking at MC. “What are you so happy about?”

“Nothing. It's just, do you remember Camilla?” He starts spilling.

“Yeah, the girl you have been trying to get with for like a decade.”

“Yeah but that might change soon. My family is organising a party tomorrow night. She's cancelled all the events where she might find me but guess what? She's coming tomorrow. And I called you to invite you. So will you come?”

I smirk. “Of course. Why, the party though?”

MC looks down, thinking. Trying to make sense of this.

“It’s for the return of my big brother. Hold on, I have another call.” Three seconds and he's back. “Right, Jake. I gotta go. Ah fuck, what was I going to say? Right, the theme is enchanted forest, there’ll be dance, games, then a special after party only for people of our age. And yes, a lot of pretty girls.”

“Prettiness in vain, though. I’ll be bringing my own date.” My date’s eyes snap to me.

“Even better, see you tomorrow.”

As soon as I disconnect the call, she throws her questions at me. “Noah Meadows? Is it the younger son of the family? Are you kidding me, Jake? You didn't think it was necessary to tell me that you were friends with him? How on earth did you even manage to befriend him? I thought you were incapable of making friends.”

I point my finger at her before she can go any further with her questions. “Stop. First of all, harsh. Secondly, I didn't befriend him. I merely put him in a situation where he needed help and then I helped him. So yes, I might not be as incompetent with people as you might have imagined.” I explain.

A pause. “You have a way inside the house. Tell me about the party you were speaking of.” She orders and I don't fail to notice the change of her voice as it becomes a little course. Her productive and scheming mode has been turned on. Very well.

“Meadows are organising a party tomorrow night. The theme is enchanted forest, your type, I assume. I have a rough schedule for the night. I am invited and as per our deal, you are going as my date.” I move my hand as I explain.

She pauses, considers and nods. The lack of words she gives me when thinking is uneasy at times.

I continue, “There are arrangements for dance and games. There's also an after party.”

“They’re celebrating what, exactly?”

“Their elder son, Jameson's return to the country.” I answer.

“Alright, what's our plan, then?” She asks.

“It's nothing solid but vaguely I can tell you. We enter the party, stick around with Noah and let him introduce us to as many people as possible. At that time around, the dance would have started, we’ll dance. There must be an interval before the games start, according to what games they have planned, I’ll let you know if we are going to play or not at that time only. After that, we seperate. You’ll target Olivia, Noah’s sister and try to find something about the files. I’ll stick with Noah and his older brother. Our motive will be to find out the location of the files.” I explain her the plan that came around my mind as soon as I heard the details.

Again, she's quiet. Then, she goes, “Do we really have to dance?”

“Yes. Every person with a partner will be dancing, I assume. If we don't, that’ll put the spotlight on us. More than we need. We need to camouflage.”

She rubs her hand on her neck. “What type of dance?”

I shrug. “The theme is enchanted forest, what do you expect? It’ll be a couple dance as much as my imagination runs.”

“Ah.” She looks away. “Do you know how to dance?”

I smile as I realise the cause of her uneasiness. “The question is, do you?”

She looks at me. I'm already looking at her. I raise my brow. “You don't.”

Then I'm laughing.

“Yes. I'm extremely sorry to disappoint you. And anyways, I think it will be better to look around at that time since most of the people will be dancing and the people who won't be dancing will be looking at the ones who are so that's the perfect opportunity for us to sneak around.”

“No, we can change partners when we dance. I can get to Olivia, you can get to Noah or Jameson. We can try to befriend them and if that doesn't work out then we are already having you befriend Olivia. And Noah already considers me a friend so Jameson wouldn't doubt much.” I argue back. “And about the dance,” I stand up and offer her my hand. “I’ll teach you.”

She stares at my hand then at me. “Absolutely not.”

She denies but I have figured out a potential weakness of hers and this is the perfect time to test it. “If I ask nicely, will that change your mind?” Her eyes are slowly widening. “Very well. Will you dance with me, love?”

The prettiest shade of red spreads over her cheeks. On second thought, I might have found a weakness of my own. “You can do a British accent.” She wonders loudly.

I gesture my hand. Surprisingly, she takes it without protesting.

My palm wraps around her small hand, slowly guiding her to an empty space with the minimum light. This idea might not be as wise as I thought. Once on the right spot, we turn to face each other. Her eyes bore into mine with anticipation.

Her voice lowers. “Which one of my hands goes to your shoulder?”

“Either. It doesn't matter.”

She steps closer and places her free hand on my shoulder. I move closer, wrapping my hand around her waist as her breath hitches. Her face angles up and I find both weariness and confidence in her stare. My hand moves at a slow pace to her back to pull her even closer. “Closer.” I whisper.

This closeness is not necessary and might even turn out as a disaster if she has to dance with someone else. They might get the entirely wrong idea and I think she’ll enjoy the look on my face then.

“Take a step back, then to the left and to the front again.” I guide her swiftly. Her eyelids lower, looking at our feet. She moves stiffly. I rub my thumb on her skin. “Ease your body.” I instruct. She obeys moving slow yet smoothly. “Right. Now it's the same to the right.” Her eyelids rise but not much to give me a look at her eyes. They are fixed on the spot where her hand touches my shoulder. “Eyes on me, MC.” I tell her. “It is good for confidence.” I add.

Her eyes meet mine again and I am suddenly moving a little fast and hastily.

“Now, you take a turn.” I twirl her around, letting her body go for a moment and then her body is back again. Flushed against mine. Her hand rests a little lower now. “Another one.”

This time, I take a step back as she takes a turn and we step towards each other at the same time. Both of our breaths caught as her face came dangerously close to mine. One moment we are looking in each other's eyes and the other our gazes descend to each other's lips. Her hand is inches away from my chest and if she moves it any lower she could feel my heart thumping. She opens her mouth a little as she exhales. I feel her breath on my neck.

It was a bad idea all along.

But I can't stop.

“Another one.” I say, my lips touching her nose as they move.

After she takes a turn, her body is back against mine. Her hand against my chest. And her lips against mine.

Our lips move slowly and smoothly like we were dancing a moment ago. Eyes closed as I move my hand to her neck, angling her face up. My tongue grazes her lower lip as anticipation radiates from her body.

Somewhere in between, we stopped dancing.

Her hand moves slowly to my neck and then to my hair. She pulls my hair. The harder she pulls, the harder I kiss her.

We pull apart, unable to open our eyes. Breathing heavily as we process.

Her eyes glisten with expectations making me want to give in again. But it's gone as she blinks and steps back.

“We shouldn't do that.” She breaths. Unfamiliar disappointment jerks me back to reality.

I gain control over myself again as I say, “Why, I thought it would be perfect practice for tomorrow.” I step back.

Now, she matches the disappointment. “Right. That's enough practice for today, I guess.”

She walks away. I follow her with my eyes as she walks to the stairs.

“Try not to compete with my insomnia tonight.” I call out from my spot.

She stops and turns to look at me. “Then, how about you sleep on the couch tonight?”

I assume she's merely joking but then she enters my bedroom and I hear the lock of the door. How on earth did she manage to get my keys?

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Next chapter here

First of all, I know NOTHING of couple dance so don't look much into Jake's instructions.

As always, let me know how you felt about this one. I love reading your comments/replies, really.

Thanks for reading.

Love y’all

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lollipopsub · 1 year

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Just a regular question - the significance of -kun, -chan and -san (in what context are they appropriately used)? Also, why Kiyoi is offended when Hira uses -kun ?

PS: if you have already explained this previously, please let me know where to find the post :)

Hi! Thanks for the question! I absolutely love talking about things like this, so thank you so much for asking!!

I feel like this is one of the most boring and at the same time most interesting question to ask about Japanese language, haha. The answer probably varies depending on who you ask, and so I am certain some people will want to add to or correct the explanation I'm about to give!

Wall of text incoming...

Here's a short introduction to some of the social hierarchy in Japanese language

...and how it affects your understanding of interpersonal relationships.

"-san", "-kun" and "-chan" are all examples of suffixes that you attach to people's names according to your relationship with them. The closest English equivalents would be "Mr/Ms/Mrs/Mx" but they are not the same. A lot of subtitlers do translate them like this, but I myself prefer not to do so.

Japanese language and culture is in general very polite and based on social hierarchy. The entire language and how you express yourself and how you conjugate words change depending on your relationship with the one you are talking to (strangers/business relation/family/younger/older/etc etc).

In general, once you get familiar with/close to someone, you drop all suffixes. This is called "yobisute" (呼び捨て). You might sometimes keep some form of "chan" if it's a deliberate nickname - like Koichi calling Mitsuru for Micchan in Eternal Yesterday (It's a cute version of Mi-chan - Mitsuru-chan).

"-chan" is mostly used to refer to kids below the age of 12 (elementary school or younger), but you will also hear young adults use it to refer to females (a male may call his college classmate Miko for "Miko-chan"), in which case it becomes a term of endearment (or, depending on how you look at it, slightly condescending due to the patriarchal nature of current Japanese society and language). Koichi using this nickname for Mitsuru is noticeable - it shows that he is very affectionate towards Mitsuru and considers them to be very close friends.

"You will meet Kim-san at 16:00"

"-san" is the most common suffix. It's the "safest" to use and it has no gender. The first time you meet someone, you would typically address them as "Last name-san", e.g. Suzuki-san. If someone refers to "Suzuki-san" in a conversation, you will not be able to tell the age, the gender or virtually anything about this Suzuki - except that the speaker is not particularly close with said Suzuki. In this case, it will be the equivalent to the English Mr./Mrs./Ms/Mx.

In a school or business setting, a teacher or a superior would normally refer to female students or subordinates with -san. They would add "-kun" to a boy's name. In Old Fashion Cupcake, Togawa says "Nozue-san" and Nozue says "Togawa-kun".

"-kun" is usually used to refer to boys younger than yourself, but typically above the age of 12ish (around junior high school age).

I know that technically it can be used to refer to a girl as well, but I have personally never heard or seen that. If someone refers to "Suzuki-kun", you would automatically assume that Suzuki is a younger male.

In the Utsukushii Kare setting, Kiyoi is creeped out by Hira referring to him as "Kiyoi-kun" because it is, well, kind of weird.

Girls will call their male classmates for "-kun" and it's fine, because it's kind of cute and submissive; if they're close friends, they'll usually drop it.

Boys will most likely just use last names only, adding no suffixes. Hira referring to Kiyoi as "Kiyoi-kun" not only puts a distance between them, but it even makes him sound submissive. Kiyoi is the only one whom Hira addresses this way - he just says "Shirota" and "Miki" etc. about everyone else.

Kiyoi isn't offended, he's just plain weirded out by it. When he asks Hira to drop it, Hira immediately objects with Muri dayo! ("No way!", "Impossible!") because to Hira, dropping the suffix means lowering Kiyoi from the pedestal that Hira has placed him upon.

Here, Kiyoi literally says "You were able to call (it/me)", because Hira for the first time drops -kun from Kiyoi's name, which immediately changes the relationship between them. Things like this are incredibly hard to get across in a translation, because it's such an ingrained and fundamental part of Japanese culture and language. But it is the first time Hira puts Kiyoi on the same level as himself.

I could do a whole other long post about how the way Japanese people talk tells you so much about who they are as a person (such as whether a boy uses "ore" or "boku" about themselves, or whether they use proper non-gendered speech (like "jyanai") or male speech (which would be "jyanee"). It is an incredibly effective way to show the relationships between characters in media, but sadly this will more often than not be lost in translation.

I hope this answered your question!!

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thatlittleegyptologist · 1 year

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Burial practices anon here, thank you so much for your help!

My nephew is an autistic young adult (like me) (sorry for not clarifying properly, my family isn't used to sorting information by age) so we usually have to chew through things together before really getting a grip on what was meant.

(No pressure to read or respond to the rest of this, I just need to ramble a little, sorry)

He was very confused by the idea that a population could believe in an afterlife, but only for one person who isn’t them- the article he read implied that, before pharaoh-like burials trickled down to lower classes, there was no afterlife expected for any of the common people.

The main takeaway I'm getting from this new info is that there is a difference in being "reborn as an Osiris" (Pharaohs only originally, do not steal) and "getting an afterlife where you can receive offerings" (for anyone with the money to preserve a body and make offerings). Meaning there was some sort of afterlife available to everyone… but if you weren’t the pharaoh, the quality depended on price, and a very poor person might not get any sort of proper burial or offerings, and so miss out on a nice afterlife all together? Or, not be able to secure a 'position' in the afterlife?

I wasn’t much help to my nephew when he asked for help because my understanding is that it’s almost universally common for pre-historic humans to, when they did bury their dead, include offerings of food or objects with the body.

Do all of these imply belief in an afterlife, or were some of them just done as a way to let the grieving friends and family of the deceased do something for their lost loved ones one last time? It doesn’t seem like there’s a clear cut way to tell, in many cases. I’m assuming the issue is the same in prehistoric Egypt, and that could muddy things in predynastic Egypt as well?

Sorry for rambling, thank you again for taking the time to help! I’ll share your answer and the links with my nephew. He’s been on an Egypt bend for a good year now (still hasn’t returned the “Laundry Lists and Love Songs” book I lent him, bought on your recommendation, which was great fun many thanks), and really is getting frustrated with all the outdated or mixed up information he’s had to slog through.

I'm afraid being an aunt doesn't automatically make me much better and sorting through it than he is, but it's interesting stuff, so who can complain?

Thank you again. Stay well!

Ok, so some of these I can resolve pretty quickly:

The details of the King's afterlife probably wouldn't be known to many. Only 2% of people can read, so they're not looking at the texts that accompany him and it'd be really none of their business unless they're involved in the construction of his tomb. In the Old Kingdom, the King was viewed as a god, so 'a god' having a separate afterlife to the regular populace wouldn't be seen as weird. Especially considering that he doesn't 'die' but simply leaves this plain of existence to join with the rest of the gods.

Quality of the afterlife is in no way dependant on the cost of burial. All Egyptians entered the same afterlife: the Field of Reeds (Aaru). A peasant and a noble would go to the same place; the only thing that's different is that the noble will have made a big shiny tomb talking about their accomplishments and have more offerings.

Not getting an afterlife hinges on a persons behaviour when they were alive. There are such things known as The Negative Confessions, which also start life out in texts reserved just for the king and then filter down to the public. This happens due to a change in how the King was viewed from the Old Kingdom through to the Middle Kingdom. The First Intermediate Period, which is the period between these two, was extremely chaotic, and many men declared themselves King and the concept of 'King as deity on earth' becomes very diluted. As such, things that were for the King only work their way into general use, as the nobles use them, and then regular people begin to use the. I can't really go through the complex changes of the Socio-Political-Religious situation without writing far more than could or should be written here.

A 'proper' burial is less about 'what's with you' and more about 'is the body intact and proper procedures followed'

There is a definite belief in the afterlife. How much they believed in it is subject to debate (lamentation texts show there were clear doubts as to whether an afterlife existed), but that could easily be said of people now. The Egyptians would not have done what they did if they didn't in some way believe it to be true.

Uhh with Pre-Historic Egypt, we don't know a huge amount, only that with Pre-Dynastic Egypt some things are already fairly set in stone (reed buildings/fertility statues/fetishes (religious)). Many origins within the religion we cannot trace because they occur before hieroglyphs, basically.

I'm glad he enjoyed McDowell's book!

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