#his humor is... meh and you can just feel is trying to be nice and fun but struggling with something else

[weirdmageddon]

long mediation on jade and dave’s relationship - part 2

part 1 is here

this part is essentially about dave and jade’s personalities, their basic dynamic, and how it works. and addressing some things ive seen said about dave in moments that people remove from context because they dont weigh these contexts and prior ones. if you want a post that goes into dave’s attitude towards jade (conclusion: he cares about her a lot) here it is

part 2: switcheroo + misconceptions about dave's role in dave and jade's relationship

something interesting i realized while writing this is the thing about grimbark jade is that she is no nonsense when her normal self is all about nonsense and entertaining silly things because she can see the merit in them. in fact she is always having a chuckle caused by dave's sense of humor and im sure dave got used to interacting with jade like that so wtf with grimbark jade

EB: so i think i have to get TG to use his copy to save her! EB: but that jackass won't shut up and stop rapping and stuff. GG: hahaha GG: he is so silly! (p.293)

TG: snows a big chilly carpet of nobody gives a shit TG: like old man winter spread around his nasty mayonnaise and turned the landscape into his personal asshole sandwich GG: eww dave no TG: when i look around all i see is the miles of unharnessed snowmen im just too damn cool to build GG: no this is so lame GG: i am hearing an insane and stupid guy say stupid idiot things while wearing dumb sunglasses for lame morons! TG: whoa jade with the fucking haymaker TG: i need to go look for my teeth on the canvas as soon as shit stops spinning and there stops being like ten of you GG: heheheh GG: why dont we play in the snow later (p.3024)

GG: i cant get over how tiny this thing is! GG: its so cute GG: so the baby frogs show up on this pad here? GA: Yes GG: i cant wait to try it GA: What Are You Laughing At There GG: oh GG: lol GG: dave just has a lot of funny stuff to say about all this GA: What Is He Saying GG: oh you know, a bunch of silly stuff GG: theres too much to copy/paste! GA: Hmm GG: here ill save it all to a file and send it to you -- gardenGnostic [GG] sent grimAuxiliatrix [GA] the file "daveisafunnyguy.txt" -- GA: Okay Im Laughing Pretty Hard At All That GG: hahaha (p.3312)

JADE: *snicker* JOHN: what? JADE: nothing JOHN: is someone messaging you through the game? JADE: hehe JOHN: who is it? JADE: pffff! JOHN: dammit, jade... JADE: its davesprite, hes playing too JOHN: oh. JOHN: don't tell him any of our strategies. he is the enemy! JADE: we have strategies? JOHN: um... JOHN: ok, first, tell him we have strategies. then, don't tell him them. JADE: hahahahahahaha JOHN: oh god. JOHN: what is it now? JADE: did you know... JADE: davesprite is a funny guy? JOHN: meh, he's alright i guess. JOHN: i give most of his jokes a passing grade. sometimes as high as a solid b+! JADE: i just told him you said that JADE: davesprite says to tell you "youre basically welcome for being born 14 years ago and 1 year ago you ungrateful douche" JOHN: oh, like him taking credit for my existence isn't so old by now! (p.4732)

in a way i feel like their roles parallel dave and jade in the earlier acts from homestuck, but inverted (and twisted/not as nice cause grimbark jade is under nefarious influences)

dave approaches the world from a highly pragmatic position. his ego (in the purely psychoanalytical sense) that he holds himself to, shows to the world, and what he tends to reason through is one that’s about relaxed competence. he’s critical of unreasonable actions and takes it upon himself to guide others into being more efficient in practical, realistic ways. he sees that jade struggles in these initially but she readily accepts his help, which is more than glad to provide.

this doesn’t say anything bad about jade harley. this doesn’t make her stupid, or in need the saving from a knight in shining armor nor does it make dave condescending towards her. it’s information that he is able to provide and that she appreciates and trusts his assistance with while she sees through the things that she prioritizes like helping others with matters of hidden opportunities / the big picture and interpersonal needs which are completely out of dave’s league, something he highly respects but doesnt feel its his greatest asset towards other people like jade does. jade is very into science and gadgetry, but remember that she relies heavily on her sharp intuition rather than straight up pragmatism like dave would. jade really is exceptional and multitalented but she doesn’t know how she does the things she does half the time!

(p.790)

even though dave acknowledges this it doesn’t really bother him

TG: hey TG: oh TG: youre asleep again arent you TG: or do you even know if you are TG: i still dont know how that works TG: its like nothing means anything TG: its so cool getting hella chumped by your coquettish damn riddles all the time TG: i dont know why i believe anything you say im like the grand marshal of gross chumpage (p.829)

GG: i want to tell him happy birthday and ask him about his birthday package! TG: oh yeah TG: i was being sort of cagey and told him to check the mail cause i was wondering if mine came yet GG: i think it did! TG: yeah? GG: and i think mine came too TG: so uh TG: i guess you want to know if he likes it or something? GG: no!!!!!!! GG: he will not open it GG: he will lose it!!! TG: oh TG: uh TG: wow sorry to hear that i guess? GG: no its good actually! GG: because he will find it again later when he really needs it GG: which of course is why i sent it in the first place! TG: see like TG: i never get how you know these things GG: i dont know GG: i just know that i know! TG: hmm alright (p.382)

TT: Jade is connected with you? TT: Where did she get the discs? TG: i dont know how does she do any of the loopy batshit nonsense she does (p.1401)

but because she’s gotten by on intuition and her dreams for most things, she’s not as adapted to the rationale behind actions. dave can sense her struggling and wants to help because it’s basically his mission for everyone, not just jade. but that’s the information that jade is glad to be led by and continues to unconsciously prompt him with. she encourages his practical ways and doesn’t tell him to fuck off or just straight up ignore his advice which dave interprets as his strengths being needed by someone else

GG: dave! GG: are you busy? GG: i dont have much time! GG: i am about to make my entry item, and its a little confusing GG: i think the more players we add, the trickier they are to... um...... GG: activate! GG: like yours was GG: i figured we could brainstorm about it, while john fusses with the kernel GG: helloooooo? TG: nak nak nak GG: :o (p.2907)

TG: yeah honestly i figured wed have to do something like this TG: so i guess here we are doing it GG: doing what?? TG: well youre my server player remember GG: yes TG: i need you to deploy something first TG: in my apartment TG: in a few hours ill go back there and we can continue this GG: oh jeez, a few hours???? -- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering gardenGnostic [GG] -- -- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering gardenGnostic [GG] -- TG: yeah TG: as in a few seconds TG: im back at my place now GG: fastest hours :o TG: yeah TG: now TG: deploy the intellibeam laserstation GG: but that costs so much grist!!! TG: no it costs practically nothing TG: check out how much ive got GG: omg... GG: what does this thing do? TG: its mostly pretty stupid and useless TG: but itll come in handy here TG: it reads captcha codes GG: on the back of cards? TG: yeah GG: but GG: we can already read those! TG: some are too garbled and complicated TG: the human eye cant decipher them TG: needs sophisticated scanning technology TG: and artificial intelligence to figure it out GG: hmm GG: but isnt the whole point of captchas that only humans can read them? GG: and not robots??? TG: yeah well TG: thats why this is so dumb (p.3025 / 3026)

TG: thisll be the disc i use for your connection TG: while the original will stay bound to roses connection GG: so you will be the server for BOTH us ladies??? GG: you just keep getting smoother, i cant handle all this smoothness TG: well technically TG: i will be your server TG: and past me will stay as roses server TG: which is to say present me will TG: the one in the black suit GG: ohh... GG: i guess that makes sense TG: he can keep managing her for a while TG: until she sorta checks out soon and becomes totally useless TG: then he can start hopping around time like i did TG: make a ton of money and stuff TG: eventually become me TG: and become your server player GG: ok i think i understand that! TG: yeah see its not hard to get the hang of TG: in the meantime ill kind of loiter around this timeframe to help you out for a while GG: yessss thanks dave <3

TG: im just going to cut right to the chase and upgrade your alchemiter so you can avoid a lot of bullshit TG: ill give you some codes and you can punch cards and slip em into jumper blocks GG: yaaaaaaaaaaaay! (p.3030 - 3032)

jade has strengths that dave has weaknesses in too, which dave himself points out!!!

TG: ok so TG: the egg is now in a nest made of shitty swords and soft puppet ass TG: please advise GG: i think your sprite wants to hatch it! GG: awww TG: do you think thatll take more than four hours GG: hmm... GG: i dont know it looks like its pretty warm where you are TG: its hot as the sizzle side of the steak GG: maybe not too long then???? GG: i guess we'll find out! TG: maybe i should try to get it back TG: and put it in the microwave GG: :( (p.1507)

dave assumed the egg needed to be heated to break and allow him to enter the game, so his course of action is to go up there and get it himself and use whatever means are at his disposal. that is a logical, straightforward thing to do. he doesnt rely on uncertainty and blind trust that things will just work out when he has the ability to take action in a way that makes sense; that’s jade’s thing. but it turns out jade’s intuition for how to solve dave’s entry puzzle was right! it was actually a test of patience. he later says this to jade

GG: you guys are all so much better than me, i feel sooooo lame TG: we all start out somewhere TG: remember how i was scrambling up that tower to get that egg like an idiot TG: what the hell was i doing TG: i was like goddamn pooh bear in a tree reaching up his fat fuckin pooh paw for some mother fuckin honey GG: heehee TG: so even though im awesome now at one point i was plausibly likened to an autistic stuffed animal TG: and you even knew what to do TG: you told me how it worked all christopher robinning my ignorant ass about that egg TG: but i was all like IM A LITTLE BLACK RAIN CLOUD BITCH WATCH ME CLIMB TG: so maybe youre startin out with more sense than me GG: maaaybe GG: :) (p.3025)

hes pretty much like jade's hypeman but in his own sort of lowkey way and is actually sweetly reassuring to her. this includes davesprite btw

GG: those stupid things are impossible to kill :( TG: no you can kill them TG: youll get better dont worry (p.3024)

GG: hmmmm... GG: i dont know if i get that but ok! TG: well yeah TG: my thing is time yours is space TG: pretty different things TG: you GET things about space i dont TG: or you will GG: i will? TG: yup (p.3024)

DAVESPRITE: as a sprite im supposed to help him with his quest JADESPRITE: oh yeah JADESPRITE: im supposed to help jade too, but...... JADESPRITE: *sniffle* DAVESPRITE: shes doing alright dont worry about it JADESPRITE: ok, ill try... JADESPRITE: shes a lot more brave than me i think JADESPRITE: she brought me back thinking i could help her and all i did was disappoint her and everyone else JADESPRITE: you came back as a sprite and youre managing to do important things... JADESPRITE: but i just feel so scared and helpless DAVESPRITE: sounds like you came back because jade made the decision for you DAVESPRITE: i made the decision to come back myself maybe itd be different if you had the same chance JADESPRITE: i dont know if i would have if i had the chance JADESPRITE: but i would like to not feel so useless to everybody DAVESPRITE: i think everyones on top of this DAVESPRITE: theres not much for us to do anymore (p.3927)

DAVESPRITE: so jade must have done something right DAVESPRITE: to wake her up and get the forge going DAVESPRITE: dont know what she did though JADESPRITE: probably something amazing JADESPRITE: she is still working so hard to help everyone JADESPRITE: i guess i used to be that way... JADESPRITE: but ive completely forgotten how DAVESPRITE: are you sure (p.3945)

JADESPRITE: it reminds me of when i died JADESPRITE: and i was trying to wake john up JADESPRITE: i was scared then too JADESPRITE: but i didnt let the fear stop me from trying to save him DAVESPRITE: what would you want to do DAVESPRITE: if you werent scared JADESPRITE: i have no idea JADESPRITE: i guess try to help JADESPRITE: what is there to do? DAVESPRITE: well DAVESPRITE: i was going to bring this sword to dave JADESPRITE: oh noo JADESPRITE: does that mean youre going to leave? DAVESPRITE: no DAVESPRITE: i was gonna say DAVESPRITE: im not in any shape for more adventuring DAVESPRITE: i figure this is probably my last stop JADESPRITE: :( DAVESPRITE: but maybe this is a way you can help JADESPRITE: you mean... JADESPRITE: that i should give him the sword? DAVESPRITE: if you want JADESPRITE: but i dont want to leave you here either DAVESPRITE: maybe you dont have to actually go anywhere DAVESPRITE: you oughta have a lot of special powers remember DAVESPRITE: because of ascending to doghood JADESPRITE: oh yeah! DAVESPRITE: try doing your spacey thing DAVESPRITE: i mean not to sound condescending or anything but its got to be like borderline omnipotence pretty much DAVESPRITE: just put your mind to it (p.3946)

knowing all of this about dave and jade’s personalities and how they work together, i’ve see people get on dave’s case about making jade slap herself in the face after she put the dead bird into his kernelsprite while he was preoccupied with taking a leak

dave freaks the hell out when he realizes she’s asleep; he needs to wake her up because she needs to help him get into the game while requires pragmatism and reasonable actions so that he’s not crushed to death by an imminent meteor. or falling plumbing fixtures. the goal wasn’t to show her who’s in control or whatever or to be mean (do people seriously think he would do that to be mean to her just to slap a girl?) it was strictly to wake her up since he has no means of influencing that besides getting creative

while asleep, jade doesn’t think logically and certainty not to the extent dave needs her to be right now. she’s scattered lalalalala and can forget about limitations or consequences in the real world and also has a short memory span while dreaming: e.g. “4 hours until what?” and she put something into the kernelsprite right after dave asked her not to because she forgor </3 and jade does acknowledge this about her dreaming self btw

GG: i mean, i only talked to you when i was asleep! i am kind of different when im dreaming... GG: i forget things, and at times im not totally sure whats real GG: dont you remember thats what its like to dream on prospit? (p.3056)

dave literally says “we need to wake you up youre not very logical like this” and he does apologize about making her dreambot wake-up slap her

i also see people say that dave thought of jade as helpless and he needs to be the hero and that's why "davejade is not good actually"

TG: but ok i mean isnt that what heroes should be doing TG: working to take down the bad guy without a whole lot of this fuckin grandiloquence and these huge sweeping plans that got nothin to do with fighting him TG: like always biding our time and tiptoeing around the unbeatable god boss TG: johns too nice to get mad TG: rose spends all her time calculating TG: too focused on machiavellian ploys of sabotage to try anything drastic TG: jade is TG: i dont even know TG: probably more a liability if she got it in her head to take him down TG: if anything id bet she just needs protection GC: WH4T 4R3 YOU S4Y1NG H3R3 D4V3, 1N TH1S CONV3RS4T1ON TH4T 1S ST1LL B31NG 4BOUT YOU TG: im just wondering TG: when does someone actually step up TG: jacks got shit to pay for (p.3703)

this minor thread gets followed up on in the pesterlog where jade contacts dave and eventually she concludes jack needs to be stopped and dave's like ... "oh shit" in his head. "oh shit" as in jade's got Game good for her go jade, "oh shit" as in she's going to be ripe for the stabbing cause the idea is in her head now, and "oh shit" as in this moment is the seed of why im going to have to rehearse jade accidentally killing me over and over and i cant tell her about it. due to this he is always fated to die in the alpha timeline both standing up to jack and to protect jade. it's woven into his story. but he was wrong about everyone else also! which i dont see brought up when that quote is used? rose does something drastic (pilots the moon into the furthest ring) and john gets mad (on the ship) and jade is the opposite of needing protection (she’s the only one jack won’t stab and also she ends up so fucking OP she has to be basically written out of act 6) so it's less a thing about jade specifically but to show that in hindsight dave was wrong about ALL his friends. which is an interesting discussion to be had about him in itself, but not now. this is the most sane and well-thought out interpretation of it ive seen

"In general, though, I think Dave has a tendency not uncommon to [thirteen] year olds (or… humans in general, if we’re being honest here) to cast everyone else as a player in his own story and characterize them in ways that fit what he wants. There’s the famous chunk where he says John never gets angry, Rose will never stop scheming long enough to take action, and Jade’s a liability, only to be proven wrong in every count. That fits his understanding of these people and his ideal relationship with them - friend, actor, protector, the one in the group who can be the hero." "Yes, I think Dave probably saw Jade as the most supportive and least judgmental friend. I’m not sure if that impacted his incorrect judgment of her since that’s kind of a pattern for him in general, but I guess it could’ve."

and also putting this solely on dave is kind of ... ehhhhh? because john says the same thing about jade but i don't see anyone getting on his case for it.

CG: SHE AND DAVE RAN INTO JACK, WHICH I'M SURE HE MUST HAVE SAW COMING BECAUSE I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYONE EXPLOIT TIME TRAVEL SO SHAMELESSLY AS HIM, NOT EVEN ARADIA. CG: SO SHE AND DAVE FOUGHT WITH HIM A WHILE, AND LONG STORY SHORT, HE DIED. EB: what!!! CG: BUT IT'S FINE, I GUESS THAT WAS HIS PLAN, LIKE SOME BIZARRE USELESS LAST STAND, EVEN IF HE DIDN'T TELL JADE WHO WAS PRETTY FREAKED OUT UNTIL I TALKED HER THROUGH IT. CG: JADE SAYS SHE HAS THIS FIGURED OUT, AND I DON'T HAVE TIME TO DO MUCH BUT TRUST HER. CG: THE POINT IS, SHE'S ALL BOOKED UP, AND ALL TOO MORTAL. SO SHE WON'T BE DELIVERING THE BOMB, AND NEITHER WILL YOU. EB: ok, well what about this. EB: since she is mortal, and i am not (sort of), and i don't need to do the scratch for a while, can i go help her? EB: maybe she could use some protection? maybe that is what dave was just trying to do, when he temporarily died. EB: remember, jack is still on the loose! he has killed rose and dave once, and me twice. CG: NO NO NO NO NO NO. CG: SWEET BLEEDING JEGUS, EGBERT, YOU KEEP BRAGGING ABOUT YOUR IMMORTALITY, AND THEN BRAINLESSLY ANNOUNCE PLANS TO GO OFF AND DO SOMETHING HEROIC! YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE THE SHORTEST LIFESPAN OF ANY IMMORTAL IN HISTORY. EB: sorry. :( CG: BESIDES, IT'S A TOTAL NON ISSUE. JACK WOULDN'T HESITATE TO STAB YOU AGAIN, BUT HE WON'T HURT JADE FOR SOME REASON. CG: IF ANYTHING, YOU COULD USE HER PROTECTION. (p.3869 / 3871)

and also keep in mind dave does absolutely change his perception about jade's strength??

DAVE: youll probably annihilate me worse than my bro used to DAVE: dont you have all of your dogs insane powers and like DAVE: god tier space powers on top of all that DAVE: how exactly am i supposed to compete with that (p.6384)

DAVE: gotta keep em napping DAVE: especially jade im sure you know what kind of crooked ass baloneyfuck powers she got DAVE: cant let her turn those against us (p.7485)

so back to grimbark jade and the switching of these roles, dave doesn’t entirely lose his pragmatic bent. that’s still the way he thinks about stuff through but his time on the meteor has softened him and allowed him to become more reflective on big-picture things such as his role in everything

ironically this is the exact reason for his clash with grimbark jade is because she’s trying really hard to make him do stuff and it’s stuff that he’s not going to budge on because he doesn’t think it’s practical

JADE: why not? JADE: our empress can hardly have a knight with such rusty combat skills in her service DAVE: will you cut it out with the evil jade baloney DAVE: im not going to fight you DAVE: my rooftop dueling days are OVER JADE: en garde! DAVE: ugh DAVE: even if we just went balls out jackass BANANAS with our swords here i mean realistically how much appreciable advancement in my battle skills would even result from that DAVE: are you actually thinking this through or just going through the vaguely nefarious motions that come with the territory of being evildog!jade JADE: im gonna go through the vaguely nefarious motions of kicking your ass in a minute if you dont put up your dukes!!! DAVE: yeah you probably will DAVE: youll probably annihilate me worse than my bro used to DAVE: dont you have all of your dogs insane powers and like DAVE: god tier space powers on top of all that DAVE: how exactly am i supposed to compete with that JADE: by using your time trickery! JADE: come on dave do your timey thing JADE: get creative, make lots of copies of yourself or something... outsmart me! DAVE: no! JADE: yes!!! DAVE: ok here i go JADE: !!!!! DAVE: wait DAVE: nah JADE: grrr JADE: dave, just try a little time travel to get this fight started JADE: see look, one of your time doubles is surely predestined to come from a few minutes in the future and appear behind me for a surprise attack, riiiight about... JADE: now! JADE: ... JADE: no wait JADE: riiiiiiiiiight... JADE: ... JADE: ... JADE: NOW! JADE: .... JADE: ..... JADE: dave why is your future self being such a wet blanket DAVE: i told you DAVE: im not time traveling DAVE: i think im giving it up for good actually (p.6384)

one thing floral mentions in her post is that dave is pushing jade for answers about her failed relationship with davesprite

DAVE: why are you dragging that guy into this DAVE: what happened with you and him anyway JADE: none of your business >:p DAVE: it kind of is DAVE: hes bird me DAVE: that clearly means i have a right to know JADE: that doesnt make any sense! DAVE: you said he had issues DAVE: what issues JADE: augh! JADE: forget i mentioned it DAVE: was he talking shit about me the whole time or something DAVE: i know he resents me for being the real dave JADE: dont say that, you arent the real dave! JADE: well you are, but phrasing it like that is so mean! JADE: hes just as real as you, and when you imply he isnt you sound like a jerk!!! DAVE: man i knew it DAVE: i knew he was poisoning your view of me all those years DAVE: and i wasnt there to say anything or defend against his slander so now of course you think im a neurotic douche (p.6386)

and while it is true nobody is obligated to share the details of their relationship, there is a LOT of evidence to believe dave was asking because he wants to be a good person and, to me his words here, and his past and future actions relative to this point, show that he’s not as messed up of a person as grimbark jade is making him out to be. let’s dive into it. think on this: why does dave care so much what jade thinks about him? he started getting “neurotic” halfway through the conversation once jade brought up her feelings about him

JADE: THE ONLY REASON I THINK YOURE A NEUROTIC DOUCHE IS BECAUSE YOURE ACTING LIKE ONE NOW!!! DAVE: yeah but i only started acting like a neurotic douche like half way through this conversation DAVE: you clearly had an axe to grind with me from the start and i want to know why DAVE: what did i ever do to deserve this shit from you JADE: YOU BROKE MY HEART!!!!!! DAVE: what DAVE: i did DAVE: when (p.6386)

he’s genuinely so lost because he hadn’t had contact with any extension of jade in 3 years. alpha timeline dave has been sensitive towards jade for basically forever and especially now that he’s had time to grow up. he is not going to allow any version of himself hurt jade, and thats why hes asking so many questions to her about the nature of the relationship and what happened

JADE: ok not you JADE: davesprite did JADE: BUT YOURE BASICALLY THE SAME GUY! DAVE: whoa no way DAVE: thats such an unfair characterization we are completely different dudes JADE: you just said you had a right to know what happened between us because, and i quote, "hes bird me" DAVE: no i know DAVE: i was playing the "hes bird me" card because it was convenient to whatever it was i was saying at the time DAVE: i forget what point i was making when i said that JADE: *growl* DAVE: but thats not the point im making now DAVE: he and me are just DAVE: crazy different yo DAVE: hes got fuckin wings!!! DAVE: he also presumably takes a dump and lays eggs out of the same ghostly hole DAVE: ... DAVE: ew man whyd i have to go there JADE: *SNARL* DAVE: ok if he broke up with you or whatever that was because of his dumb bird issues not my issues DAVE: theres no way i would have done that to you (p.6386)

what dave means to say by “hes bird me because it was convenient to say at the time but it doesnt apply to this circumstance” is exactly what i was getting at in part 1 of this series of posts. yes, they are the same people at their very foundation, different reflections of a single character, but up to a point. there’s a gray area of whether or not we can call dave and davesprite the same person. in terms of this conflict though, dave should be regarded as a separate individual because of their diverging history up to that point and adolescent-teenage growth in different environments and under different circumstances. even if dave doesn't know what hes trying to say

he wants to know what this alternate version of himself did to hurt jade so much. even if grimbark jade really is bringing dave into some shit he had nothing to do with.

see the thing is, to me dave could have easily handled being accused a lot worse and say something like “youre overreacting” or something. that wouldve been dickish. but he doesn’t, he never does. he really seems to be more motivated by like, “woah what?? whats his problem? are these about issues i still have and dont know they were hurting jade or are they uniquely davesprite’s?”

like, this isn’t a joke to him even if his main form of communication through humor to lighten the mood (jade loves dave’s silliness dont forget all the times she’s giggled because dave was “so silly” and “hes a funny guy”). immediately after rescuing the mayor from eviljade’s lava kick, he was going to give davesprite a piece of his mind and this shows he is sincerely concerned about what an alternate version of himself did to break jade’s heart. he REALLY fuckin wants closure on it because he cares about her feelings so much

i don’t see this other side covered in floral’s post, but evildog jade here is Also pushing dave to do something that he is uncomfortable with as well, which is to use time travel.

dave stopped time traveling so he wouldn’t “have to wonder all the time if i was taking a wrong turn and dooming everybody”, stating he was “never that cool with it” to rose back in act 5. around the same time when karkat talks to john, he says “TO MY KNOWLEDGE, HE DOESN'T TIME TRAVEL AFTER [FIGHTING JACK WITH JADE], AND HE AND ROSE STAY ON DERSE WAITING FOR THE BOMB UNTIL YOU START THE SCRATCH” which honestly makes me think that whole event was the nail in the coffin for dave on time traveling. seeing himself die fighting jack and knowing it was coming and he couldnt tell jade no matter how much he wanted to that her bullets were going to be the cause. this is the last straw for him regarding time traveling it affected him that much

remember the last lines of pesterlog jade had with dave before being separated? i mentioned it earlier--the one where jade decided jack needs to be stopped and they should “come up with a better plan than Rose’s suicide mission to stop him. Dave suggests the idea is futile, but lets her know she’d come to her own decision regardless, and he’d be available to talk later if needed” (from recap 3)

GG: well maybe im just being naive... GG: but a crazy suicide mission does not sound like the ideal solution to me! GG: are you suuuure we cant beat him? GG: i dont know if we should rule it out! TG: well TG: youre about to do what youre about to do TG: and im not going to tell you not to TG: i wont do the bullshit troll thing and tell you what youre going to do and then just dare you not to TG: while knowing damn well you will anyway TG: so ill just say TG: whats next is up to you TG: and if later you want to talk about it TG: im here GG: ok GG: thanks dave! (p.3204)

this was dave’s nice causality-free way of saying ���youre going to end up killing me during the jack fight that winds up happening. i cant tell you that im going to die and that youre going to be the one to shoot me, because i know you wouldnt go through with it. that would drag us in a doomed timeline and we’d all die anyway, not just me. youre probably going to be freaked out when it happens since i can’t tell you this, so if you want to talk me about it later, ill be here for you”

which, first of all is, holy shit. he cares about her and her feelings so fucking much. and it’s nothing new

TT: What about why you went to fight Jack? TG: sure TG: i did that TG: because i wanted to TG: and because i was supposed to TT: Are you sure? TG: yeah i saw my future self fighting him so obviously that had to happen or else id be dead anyway TG: without even getting the satisfaction of standing up to him TT: So what about Jade? TG: what TT: You didn't tell her your expedition with her would result in your death, let alone one she'd inadvertently cause. TT: Or that she'd be stuck with the job of resuscitating you. Did you? TG: what am i really supposed to say TG: hey were gonna hunt frogs til you shoot me through the jack TG: then i die and youve got to make out with me TG: that kind of changes how the whole thing goes doesnt it TT: Not if you're "supposed to," right? TG: what does that even mean TT: I guess you're right. No reason to make an effort to empathize if doing so comes at the price of oblivion. TG: wtf TT: It must be comforting to have your ASPD tacitly supported by predestination. TG: aspd TT: Antisocial personality disorder. TG: oh no TG: this conversation just got bumrushed by a mudslide of fucking awful TT: It wasn't already awful, believing you might be dead? TG: you dont know anything TG: about what i was feeling or what happened on lofaf TG: you were all pavement faced and babbling your throefester speak and flipping off the shit with your own crazy deathwish thing why do you think you know what was going through my head TG: youre just assuming and throwing around psyche buzzwords like aspd complex disorder TG: im telling you if i said anything at all about it she probably doesnt even fire her gun once and all im doing is dragging her into a doomed timeline with me TT: I guess I'm learning to be impressed by your sense of obligation to inevitable misfortune. It's a strange case of inspiration through futility. TG: none of this is that big a deal TG: i just mentioned the basics to her TG: that id stop time traveling soon TG: break out of the loops TG: not have to wonder all the time if i was taking a wrong turn and dooming everybody TG: i was never that cool with this (p.3896)

dave got suddenly super fucking defensive about rose making assumptions about how he felt about fighting jack and knowing jade was going to inadvertently kill him, knowing damn well how jade reacts to seeing corpses (remember that time dave threw his slain body out the window so jade wouldnt see it because “it would probably freak her out”), and the fact that he couldn’t warn her to protect the alpha timeline and also protect both of them and everyone from falling into a doomed timeline. and he knew it was coming the whole time. he was right, rose didn’t know what was going through his head. but his defensiveness here means he had strong feelings about it. not only that but dave saying “whats next is up to you, and if later you want to talk about it, im here” shows the amount of trust he has towards her

we see him tell this to grimbark jade straight up his thought process for why he stopped time traveling. and it’s spot on with what i said. again, remember that this is the first conversation he has with jade after 3 years being separated

DAVE: but see with time travel DAVE: all the stuff about learning it so you dont have to use it is true DAVE: theres no good that can come of it DAVE: you can crunch the logic on the loops all you want DAVE: but all youre doing is painting yourself into a corner DAVE: creating inevitabilities you have to rehearse and enact or face death for yourself or everyone you know DAVE: and sometimes facing death is the very inevitability you have to rehearse DAVE: and then you wait and wait knowing its coming and knowing it has to happen DAVE: how do you think it made me feel when we were gathering up all those frogs DAVE: and i knew the whole time in a little while you would have to watch me get shot DAVE: but i couldnt say anything or it would mess it all up DAVE: all cause i thought it would be cool to be marty mcfuckin fly DAVE: but instead of shredding johnny b goode on guitar to get my parents to bang DAVE: my crowning performance was doing a funny dance while getting pumped full of lead JADE: ...... (p.6385)

and what fucking broke me yesterday was realizing after all this time, ironically it was DAVE who wound up being the one who had to talk to jade about it.

JADE: sorry dave, you lost me there after the part where i shot you DAVE: damn DAVE: ok lemme start over (p.6385)

“damn ok lemme start over” bro he really wants to open up to her about this thing he’s been stewing on for three years only for it to fall on deaf mind controlled ears. it’s so fucking sad

part 3 is cooking and it’s going to be about dave’s character growth post-meteor and what that means for dave and jade

#homestuck #homestuck meta #davejade #dave strider #jade harley #homestuck analysis #hs

[strawbrygashez]

I’m gonna talk about my uhh au I guess no one cares about again. The pat/Paul/Tyler/Narrator thing.

Patrick

•Dating Paul

•Tries to put on a show of relating to the narrator since they are both office workers but inside he’s going on a whole monologue about how he’s better than him, has to do less work than him, and etc.

•Wants to shove forks into Tylers eyes because Tyler is even ‘worse’ than Paul when it comes to being perfect without even trying. Also yes he’s already dating another man but he doesn’t like being reminded he’s gay. And looking at Tyler.. gay feelings come up.

He also hates that Tyler can read him like a book so easily.

Narrator

•Dating Tyler of course.

•Friends with Paul because they honestly got the same kinda humor. Met on a business trip and actually do relate about both being office workers. Paul knows he’s in a better position but isn’t gonna be thinking about it really. He might poke fun about it but 🤷‍♀️ Somehow the narrator is completely oblivious to the fact for some reason Paul and Angelface look extremely alike.

They wouldn’t do anything sus together unless Tyler told narrator to.

•Is only kinda creeped out by Patrick. He’s used to weird office workers who are above him so he’s not really that uncomfortable though. He just plays along with the way Patrick talks to him.

He’ll make fun of him with Tyler later in private.

Tyler

•Wants to beat up Patrick so bad and honestly would probably tell him that he might enjoy it. He can tell Patrick is keeping a lot of things pent up and would love to see him take it out in a fight WITHOUT WEAPONS.

He’ll tell Patrick to shut the fuck up when he’s bragging about how nice his apartment is and will give him the whole ‘You’re not the things you own’ speech.

He wants to break him down sooo much.

Wouldn’t do anything sus with him tho unless Jack is okay with it.

•Kinda meh about Paul. He’s the one who pointed out he looks like Angelface to narrator. (which pissed Jack off bc NO his bff doesn’t look like ‘that slut’)

Paul

•Really enjoys just hanging out with the other three :3 he doesn’t have any weird shit going thru his head like Tyler & Patrick do. He’s just sitting there looking pretty while talking to Jack about whatever comes to mind. He might offer to take Tyler & Jack to some nice places for vacation (Patrick would be there too)

Honestly he’s probably the one who plans all of their little hang outs. The narrator only plans them himself like 5% of the time.

•Thinks Tyler is hot and has told Jack but just in a “wow. You’re a lucky guy” way. Like I’ve said a couple times, no one is getting frisky 😯😯😯 with each other unless the other is okay with it.

Kinda thinks deep down tho Tyler is kinda up his own ass. He won’t say anything about that though unless the narrator comes to him upset about something Tyler did.

•He doesn’t really care if Patrick wants to eventually start fighting people. He’s not gonna join in himself for a couple reasons. He might watch though. (And he thinks Patrick does look pretty hot roughed up a bit)

•Narrator is his gal pal. Is it bad to say when I think of them I think of two wifes cooking while their ‘husbands’ are watching sports 💀💀💀 help.

[cacophonylily]

Giving my phone number to this particular colleague wasn’t that good of an idea.

#we live 3 streets away but I have a no work policy during my holidays #I meet with colleagues but only if they evolved into friends #this one hasn't #yet? #not sure I really want him to become that tho? #his humor is... meh and you can just feel is trying to be nice and fun but struggling with something else #way too friendly to be just that #I hate being able to see behind the layer of paint sometimes #(part of me is also worried he's trying to flirt) #(how presumptuous of me to think that when a guy tries to get close he wants that kind of something out of me but can't really help #the uncomfortable thought) #I don't want to deal with that shit rn #she talks

[slasherwhxre]

Hello, I hope you have a nice day! Can I ask of Michael, Freddy, Bubba, Amanda and Pinhead (from movies) reacting on the reader who plays DBD and when playing as the killer plays as their counterpart from game, and as a survivor be are chased by one of them?

hi! interesting idea!!

Slashers' Reaction to: You Playing DBD w/ Their Characters

Character(s): Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, Bubba Sawyer, Amanda Young, Pinhead

Michael Myers:

Michael catches sight of the blonde woman, which you seem to be controlling, as she staggers forward.

He watches, at least you think he does, but who can be sure other than himself? He does have a staring problem, after all.

In truth, he is paying some attention. The resemblance is undeniable, that is her and this is the street she was at that Halloween night.

One question remains to be answered — but also never asked, as always — though, what has you so worried you feel the need to slam your fingers and panic like this?

Then Michael finds out.

Same mask, same outfit, and no doubt the same knife his then-tiny hands first used in the year 1963.

'You', are running from him, hoping he won't get close enough to stab you.

And, well, suffice to say, Michael's rooting for the opposite outcome.

Unfortunately he's let down when you make a successful getaway.

Why must you torture him like this?

It's like blue balls to him, except ten times stronger and not sexual, plus the only blue thing is his jumpsuit anyway.

Bored of playing the prey, you switch to killer then. The Stalker pops up as default from the last time you played him and Michael beckons.

"You.. wanna play?"

Nod.

Was it strange of the Boogeyman to have better mannerisms when he wanted to kill people online for a change, technically speaking?

Yes or no, who cared, you didn't know. You did know for a fact that everyone in the world would've died to see him try, so, meh, you figure.

Why not humor him. At least he asked nicely, right?

And try, Michael did. But there was clearly not much need for him to put a lot of effort in.

Why is he so good at this?

Why would his real life experience really help his gameplay at all?

I literally taught him the controls five minutes ago!

Unnerving thoughts ran through your head as he put every last one of them on death hook one by one.

"Good thing the Entity is not real, but I'm sure you'd be really in demand if it was."

Finished and satisfied at last, he nodded. A good job well done, indeed.

Apparently Michael is really dedicated about killing — not surprising — and takes his passion and to every platform.

Freddy Krueger:

Laughs as your teammate snaps their finger to wake you up.

"What a damn buzzkill!"

Though the buzz is not yet dead, because they get downed while you're back to safety thanks to their sacrifice.

Boy can he watch you do this for hours.

The more your friends panic, the more of a joy it is for him.

Freddy can see why you find this fun, even though you have your own reasons for that.

Straight up amazed without any hiding when you tell him he can play as himself if he wants.

He does, although not the best.

"2/4 is good, that's half!"

"Beginners luck."

That pisses him off, but Freddy is determined to prove you wrong, just lend him your account for a weekend.

"Sure, but then it'll be just luck."

At this point, he's ready to get the game just to best you.

How does one say 1v1 me bro in scary burnt old man?

Bubba Sawyer:

Bubba's ears pick up the distant noise of a chainsaw. That's his jam, don't you know?

He makes a curious little noise, wanting to know what's going on.

A teammate drops to their demise with a scream, but you're determined to prevent it.

"Sorry, Bubbs, can't explain now, but you'll see soon."

If you say so. Bubba sits down with a plop and attentively watches what you're doing.

He sees the hook, an all too familiar object.

Then the bloodstained yellow apron.

Realization falls upon Bubba, but he still feels the need to ask. He does so by being loud and pointing to the in-game him first, then his body.

Unfortunately, you're too engrossed in body blocking to answer him.

Fortunately, he's not a hundred percent aware of what you're preventing 'him' from doing, otherwise Bubba wouldn't exactly be ecstatic of it.

Thanks to your help, your friend manages to struggle down game Bubba's shoulder. Yet you don't seem to be as fortunate as them because his saw is on to you in seconds, and down you go.

"Well, you got me."

That confirms his previous suspicions.

You go right on the same hook you helped your friend avoid.

Able to differentiate between real life and video games, animalistic buy happy noises come out of his mouth.

Afterwards, you go in shop and show him the Canniball.

Bubba's curiosity is handsy at times, like now.

He traces the outline of his model, saying something, possibly critiquing his design and you wish you could understand.

"Whaddya say? Should we get it?"

Frantically excited, Bubba nods aggressively. "Alright, let's."

He is having the time of his life watching you go after survivors, expressing his emotions and reacting more than you at times.

Part of him is wondering if he can play too, but he's quite shy to tell you himself.

If you offer to teach him to play, he might feel more confident.

Bubba might get frustrated if he's unable to capture everyone at first, so please encourage him plenty of times and put your faith in him.

With reassurance, patience and practice, he'll do better and make you and himself proud.

Amanda Young:

If it wasn't for the character you're playing as, Amanda wouldn't have spared a second glance to your method of time wasting or whatever it was again.

Whoever's hands those are, there is a hidden blade under their right sleeve, just like hers.

"What's this one about?"

Roaring, you ambush an injured survivor, dashing to their frame in milliseconds and making them fall.

Amanda's eye twitches as the person on the ground lets out a shriek, and you address her question. "You."

"What?"

"A version of you that no longer believes in second chances, anyway."

Confused more than ever and unsure if you're messing with her, she sits down. "The fuck does that mean?"

"It's a game."

She tilts her head, looking at your face even if you're unable to return the favor. And?

"Not exactly like Jigsaw's, that's all."

Amanda's quieter with that, staring at a beeping reverse bear trap on a subject's head.

"Watch."

You don't have to tell her to pay attention, she knows up close and personal what's coming soon from the erratic beeping.

Still, her eyes widen a bit as the body drops to the ground.

"Guess she couldn't be saved."

"None of them are, that's the point."

The words send a light chill down her spine, but Amanda seems to recover pretty quickly.

"Play as one of them." And we'll see.

Demanding you play as a survivor against the Pig, surprisingly and patiently, she waits until you get her as the killer at last.

By the time you get lucky, she's pretty much into the gameplay as much as you are. This one is definitely not as boring as the others, at least.

Coincidentally, you get the map The Game, and once again Amanda shudders at how eeriely accurate it mostly is.

You put up a good fight, only getting hooked once and when you're rescued, you successfully remove the death machine on your head as well.

"See? Everyone is savable."

Pinhead:

Uninterested.

Why did you summon him when you're playing with your much less interesting, thin, technological box out of all times? Boring.

But why does one of the virtual humans seem to possess the box? Wait..

You make them open it.

Now his interest is piqued.

Of course, there are no hints to finding that out, aside from him narrowing his eyes ever so slightly at the bright screen.

You opened the box, I came.

Quietly watches over your shoulder, amused, as your character tries to untangle themselves from his never ending chains.

Definitely thinking you're not going to make it, no one escapes from him.

Well, you do.

Hmph. Unrealistic.

Turns out you don't, not for too long at least, because he gets two hits not even a minute after your unfortunately short-lived freedom.

Full on smirks at the turn of events, not that he expected anything else, but you're too busy trying to struggle out of 'his' grasp.

Try as you might to get away, you still die in the end.

He's weirdly enjoyed this process of fake him hurting fake people, you should definitely summon him each time you play.

There's little chance he'll ever give it a go, but he does seem to enjoy watching survivors in trials with himself, especially the misfortunes. Scratch that, only the misfortunes.

He will be visibly offended if you don't do a good job playing as him, however.

His, Mori, you mouth some basic in-game terminology every now and then that he happened to pick up, always makes up for it, though.

Definitely finds it to be a shame how the concept of Entity is only made up as he would've liked to learn about such a being.

#slashers #horror #fanfiction #dead by daylight #dbd x reader #michael myers x reader #freddy kruger x reader #amanda young x reader #pinhead x reader

[mimzy-writing-online]

Hey !! Ive seen many people say how when writing blind characters you shouldn’t say things such as “can I feel your face?” But would it be acceptable if the only persons face they’re wanting to feel are their s/o??

In the traditional "let me roll my fingers across your face to map out the shape of your features so I know what you look like" style? No, no even with significant others that will not work.

What is there to value by knowing the shape of your partner's nose and how wide their forehead is? The shape and appearance of their partner's face is something a sighted person cares about because they will see their partner every day and appreciate that feature of them.

But a sighted person who is also hearing will care about the sound of their partner's voice and the way they talk. And how they smell.

If sight isn't a sense you experience much of, then the details your other senses are picking up become more important.

The shape of their hand when you slip your fingers between theirs becomes an important thing. If they regularly smell nice, if there is a consistent smell they almost always wear, that smell becomes important. Their laugh, how gentle their hands are when they touch you, the specific ways they hold you or curl into your arms, that becomes important.

And touch is a huge part of relationships, specifically how compatible your preference of physical affection compares to your partners. Because if one or both of you are touch adverse, that is completely fine and what matters is that you are comfortable with the level of touch. Some blind people are touch adverse, some are very tactile.

So when writing blind characters, you should ask yourself realistically how much this person wants to touch or be touched by their partner. And because blindness does not guarantee touchy-feely behavior, I recommend asking that question without blindness as a factor. If you take blindness away from your character, does their response to touch still make sense? If not, look deeper into that and ask if maybe you need to readjust the character.

If you're looking for some physical affection tenderness (or humor) between your blind character and their partner, may I recommend:

(A is blind, B is their partner)

They're cuddling in bed and A rolls over to tell B something mushy or something funny, something they know will make B smile, and A touches their fingers to B's cheeks to feel if they suddenly move and puff up with a smile.

-This makes sense if A has known B long enough before vision loss to remember liking B's smile, or if A had a particular fondness for the act of smiling in all its wholesomeness. It's a trait that could easily be replaced with A beginning to love a person's laugh instead of their smile, but it's tender and sweet.

-B has a beard and decided to shave it, A runs their fingers along barely there stubble and thinks it feels weird after six months of kissing someone with a beard. The reverse can happen. B is a trans man and his facial hair is growing in and their excitement about it makes A want to touch it and see how much has grown in. It's important to A because it's important to B.

-B is passed out at a party after drinking a little too much, and either A has always been the kind of person to draw on someone's face when they're asleep, or they're just buzzed and silly enough to try it for the first time because anxiety-shmangxiety.

-A regularly does their own makeup. It's Halloween and B's costume requires a little makeup and B has more confidence in A's makeup skills than their own.

-B likes to boop A on the nose, and A has taken to booping them back randomly. Success will vary between scary "what are you, some kind of ninja?" accurate, and hilariously "A, that's a mannequin" bad. Guarantee it took B way too long to stop laughing long enough to explain to A why it's so funny.

-A reaches out to scratch their cat's head while deeply focused on something and completely forgot/did not notice their partner was next to them and gave them head scratches. B definitely pushed their head into A's hand for more. No, A is not letting that go.

Touching your partner's face as some expression of love or humor is great. Touching their face because you want to know what they look like doesn't make sense, because what is it going to change? You already know what about them you like (and what details you feel meh about but are not dealbreakers, like cold feet and smelly farts) and those are the details you can appreciate all the time, not just during some awkward ceremony of face touching.

#blind character #writing advice #romance #relationship dynamics #writeblr #trope talk #blindtropes

[butterysalt]

Fun | Sherlock x platonic!Reader

Pairing: Sherlock x platonic!gender neutral reader

Request ( @a-paper-cut​ ): 

Word Count: 2,202

Contains: Mentions of child abduction, platonic fluffiness and banter :)

A/N: AAAAAAA thank you so much, lovely! This was my first request and I was SUPER excited to write it hehe. I’ve been on a slight creative block lately and I enjoyed writing this so much. I hope this fic does justice for what you wanted and I hope that you are doing amazingly 🧡🧡

It was an early, snowy winter morning in London. You and Sherlock Holmes have been mind-boggled by a puzzling case for the past week. The detective proposed that the two of you go on a walk to allow some fresh air in the brains again. This suggested that even his extensive mind palace and composing weren’t helping the genius. Not that you were complaining about sharing a nice stroll with Sherlock. It had been years after all since you two had spent any casual time together. Like what people normally did in their free time, anyway.

The two of you stepped side by side, feet planting in the thin sheet of snow on the ground in unison. You grinned a little at the matched body language. You and Sherlock always had special ways to subtly communicate with one another. It was like a part of your minds were connected.

“Anything yet?” the tall brunette questioned. Your lip twitched upward. “Don’t rush the process, Sherlock. Just enjoy the moment. Live in it a little.” Sherlock’s long drawl could be heard next to you. His walking strides were growing longer as his patience began to thin out. You could practically hear the subtle gnawing of his teeth.

“We’ve only been walking 5 minutes,” you flouted, “Loosen up a bit.” Sherlock snickered to himself, messing with his gloved hands. “You’re already trying to read me?”

“You’re walking like you’ve got a stick up your arse. It’s clear you’re agitated,” you jested. The curly-haired detective sneered at you and kicked a clump of ice out of the way. “I can’t think, Y/n. We have potential homicide to solve and we’re here drudging in the snow.”

“Remember, this was your idea, genius. Unless you can come up with something else, this is all we’ve got.” Sherlock went silent, chewing the inside of his cheek. His mind wandered to try and come up with something snarky to throw at you. Perhaps a witty comeback that would leave you in doubt. The headache he was dealing with was enough to strike him in his train of thought. He shook it off and his focus returned to the matter of urgency. Unsolved case.

Sherlock lifted his face to the sky, blowing a hot cloud of breath into the chilly London air. He tugged his scarf a little closer to his neck, shoving his gloved hands down into his thick coat. The breath cloud was a common habit of Sherlock’s during cold weather. It mimicked the effect of blowing cigarette smoke, just without the tar and nicotine. Fortunately, the only time the detective abused drugs anymore was when cases had him horribly stumped; thanks to you and John’s efforts, his drug use was much more controlled now.

“Five missing children. All between the ages of 7 and 9. We know that the connection is tied to their private schools. Three different religious private schools within a 10 kilometer radius — so, fairly close together. The parents reported their children coming home with expensive gifts from a mysterious donor shortly before they went missing. They referred to the perpetrator as ‘Ray’. Anyone handing out shiny trinkets to naive children is either a philanthropist or a predator. I’d like to bet on the latter.”

You sighed, mentally reviewing all of the evidence from the case in your head. “But all of the children knew basic safety protocols: don’t talk to strangers, never accept anything from strangers, the whole package. Their parents are terribly traditional. They never would have let any of them see the light if they broke any of those rules. So the chances are near impossible that they would have fallen for such typical child abduction tricks.”

“Near impossible, L/n. That means there’s still a possibility and possible is all we need to screw this up,” Sherlock tutted. He blew another large cloud of air, shaking some light snow off his curls. You frowned, “The suspects. We’ve interrogated the popes, teachers, parents… who are we missing?”

Sherlock stopped walking. You turned to check up on him, finding him with his eyes shut. “Maybe we’re asking the wrong questions…”

“Of course we’re asking the wrong questions! We have all the pieces in our hands but no instructions, Sherlock. We’re running in circles with this case,” you walked over to a public railing, leaning against it and looking out across the long white blanket that stretched to the horizon.

He joined your side shortly after, bending down to pick up some rocks to toss down the snowy hill and watch as they made skinny trails in the frosty powder. Sherlock sighed out, exasperated and worn out. “We’re not getting anywhere by mulling over it, are we?”

You smiled at him and shook your head. You pulled your coat a little tighter around yourself. “That’s why I’m here to keep you in check. It’s good to get some air, you know? Christ knows when’s the last time you did that simply because you wanted to.”

Sherlock’s eyebrow perked up and he faced you with a blank expression. “How do you mean?” Your eyes widened a little, unsure of how you should pick out your next words. “Well… you know, you don’t exactly, uh…” Nervously, your eyes flicked up to his. He was watching your expression very carefully.

“You don’t spend a lot of time for yourself,” you said simply. Sherlock frowned in disagreement. “I spend a lot of time by myself. I thought you knew me better than that,” he teased.

You rolled your eyes, leaning your back against the cold railing now, crossing your arms. “In your mind palace, Sherlock. I mean you don’t do things you enjoy.”

“Who said I don’t enjoy things?” he countered your query. You found yourself forming a cold sweat, debating on how to deliver your message. “Hobbies?”

“Violin.”

“Meh. Parties?”

“You disturb me.” Your best friend’s disgust made you cackle. “See, that’s my point! You don’t know how to have fun anymore. What happened to old Sherlock?”

Now this was a personal offense against Sherlock. “What? You don’t think I’m fun?” Sherlock sounded incredibly appalled by your claim. A hot cloud of air rose to the sky when you scoffed.

“Holmes, you are probably the farthest thing when it comes to the definition of fun!”

“Well, probability-wise, that’s highly improbable when Mycroft exists.”

“His poshness makes up for it. You’re just irritating.” Sherlock puffed out his red cheeks, nudging you playfully. “Oh, come on. You must admit that I’m at least an interesting character?”

You pondered in fake thought, scrunching your face together. “Interesting is debatable. Fun? That’s foreign territory, Sherlock.” The tall man grimaced deeply at your bluntness that he clearly had issues with. “What do you mean by ‘Old Sherlock’? What was good about the ‘old me’? I consider myself much more refined in the present day.”

Old memories of the two of you hanging out with one another as teenagers came back to you. A smile melted on your face from the warm feelings of nostalgia, the chilliness from the snowfall leaving your body.

“You used to prank Mycroft all the time. Everything was always a competition with you and me; we would go from racing down the neighborhood to reach my house first or rush to finish homework and claim the telly before the other could. Oh! We would always make up fake cases, too, trying to entertain a mystery that didn’t even exist,” you laughed to yourself, “Look at us now.”

Sherlock grumbled at the reminder of your old shenanigans. He wasn’t always the fondest of his younger self. But he had to admit he was reckless, even as a child. It was a simpler time and kids didn’t have much to fret or fear.

“Now you’re all enigmatic and stoic with your flipped up coat collar and scary cheekbones. The difference is so disappointing, it’s sickening,” you gagged. Sherlock slipped off his glove and jabbed his freezing hand against your neck, making you exclaim at the coldness and shove him backward. He wore a victorious smirk at your suffering. You pointed a hard finger at him, holding back your own laughter to prove a point.

“NO, that’s not being fun, Sherlock. That’s torture- sadism! You’re just an arse!” He threw his arms in the air, tossing his glove in your face. “It’s subjective! I can be fun,” he insisted.

“You’re predictable, Holmes. You don’t remember what good humor is and it shows in your actions. You pick everything up from books and telly. You can’t surprise me anymore,” you declared. Sherlock’s expression contorted into shock as he stared at you in disbelief. You had left the great Sherlock Holmes baffled. The silence was deafening — music to your ears.

When you thought you were winning this argument, a special glint quickly shone in Sherlock’s eyes. Your expression dropped and then you were pushed backward. There was no railing behind you anymore to catch you.

As you were falling, you naturally grasped for something to hold on to. In this case, Sherlock’s coat. The evil smirk on his face was immediately replaced with shock then fear as he was crashing hard into you. Gravity did the rest of the work. With the momentum you had already begun, dragging Sherlock down with you was one of the worst possible outcomes of the situation. A crude curse slipped past his lips and both of you latched onto each other because there was nothing else to brace with.

What was initially meant to be a playful fall down the snowy hill turned into a rolling battle full of frantic thrashing and screaming as both of your bodies thumped and tangled with each other. The two of you occasionally bounced a few inches off the ground and crashed back into the ground, knocking the breath out of both of you. The wild human avalanche down the hill was finally put to a stop when you rolled into a tree. With a loud OOMPH, you and Sherlock flopped into the ground, groaning and croaking in pain. Neither of you moved for the first passing moments, unable to process what just happened.

Your fall was broken when you landed on top of Sherlock, his body sprawled out in the cold snow, rasping heavily. Some snow fell off your form and your arms shook as you propped yourself up, no longer caring about the fact that you applied all the pressure in your friend’s ribs.

“You alright, mate?” you panted, checking up on Sherlock, eyes analyzing him for any serious injuries.

“You take my breath away.” You sputtered and shook your head at his ridiculous humor. “Aren’t you just romantic?” He squinted his eyes and flashed a sarcastic smile but groaned out, “No, really. Please get off my chest.”

“Oh God, sorry,” you scrambled off of him and he rolled over into the snow, gasping for air as he clutched his side in pain. You punched him in the shoulder. “You bloody twat, Sherlock Holmes! Pushing me down a hill by Jove’s sake!”

“I remember it being much more fun when we were younger,” he grunted out, pushing himself onto his forearms. And just then, his eyes burst wide open. His face slack-jawed as his brain computed at top speed. He was onto something.

“Sherlo-”

“FUN, Y/n,” he articulated, scrambling over to you and grabbing you by the shoulders. You stiffened and backed away, startled by his abrupt realization. 

“Oh, Y/n, you are brilliant! This is why we work together!”

“What?! What are you-”

“The kids were abducted because they were having fun! ‘Ray’ is Remus Stooge, another private school kid in the area. The Stooge family owns several of the land plots around this corner of London and they’re the ones funding all three schools — The Stooge’s are plenty wealthy. The children were going to Remus’s home, ditching class time to get a personal house tour of his daddy’s money. The fancy car rides, luxurious delights, shiny sneakers and tailored clothing… Who wouldn’t pass up on an opportunity like that? It only makes sense why they were lured in so easily! Their rich best pal Remus has been the one inviting them right into the trap!”

“What- Sherlock! Where is this all coming from?! How do you even-”

“Trust me, Y/n!! I have it figured out- It all makes sense!” he interjected again. The look on your faces was bizarre. You tossed a handful of snow at him as he blocked it with his hands. “NO?? It doesn’t! This is so sudden-”

Sherlock was on his feet in an instant, brushing off the powder from his coat and yanking you up. His eyes were gleaming with excitement. “We have to go tell Lestrade, now! Call John and get over to the Stooge’s place!”

“To arrest the kid?!”

“No, the butler!” He grabbed your gloved hand and dragged you up the steep white hill. You shook your head wildly, “Holmes, you better have a bloody good explanation for this in the cab or there will be hell to pay.” Sherlock smirked triumphantly and squeezed your hand.

“Come, L/n! The game is on!”

Requests are open! <3

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MLQC Victor - NSFW abc headcanons (REMASTERED)

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen’s Choice

Warnings: Explit sexual content (GN READER)

it's what I posted a while ago, but better - I changed some things, I deleted some thing and wrote new. I think it's much better now

A = Aftercare (What they are after sex?)

Victor is a man that has his values straight

You are the most important part of his life (even if he sometimes struggles to shop it) and he will do anything for you… and only for you

Other people don’t matter. He only takes what he wants and leaves.

But you - his sweetest, dearest, little love… can ask anything and everything (well, almost - see N).

You crave massages? He will buy the most luxurious oils on the market, might even take a course to perfect his skills to give you more pleasure

Want to take a bath? He will have a bathtub installed if he doesn’t have one already

Pillowtalk, kissing, snuggling, another round? No need to say it twice. He leaves to please you

When it comes to him, he likes to pull you close and tell you all the things he has no courage to say at any other time

Leave no space for misunderstanding in the department of his unconditional, boundless, eternal love and devotion for you

Tell you just how happy he is to have you and how everything is worthless in comparison to you

After he makes sure you’ve been pleasured throughly already, he will want to share a shower

And make no mistake - he will wash you. You can wash him too, if you want, but taking care of that pretty body of yours is his responsibility

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part is his waist

It wasn’t easy to get that V shaped body and he is extremely proud of this accomplishment…

Especially when he sees your hungry gaze roaming his torso up and down

And you… He couldn’t possibly choose one part

Beautiful legs, rounded butt, soft abdomen and that gorgeous, gorgeous smile

Yeah…

No…

That would be your thighs when it comes to the sexual aspect

You have such a delicate skin there. So suckable. Kissable. More plush than any pillow could ever be

He feels so secure and at ease when they squeeze around his head as you ride his face.

The sound of his hips slapping against them - heavenly

Not much can make him calmer than your lovely, plump thighs

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

It should come (hihihi) as no surprise that he loves to spill inside

It’s so intimate… Bonding…

Doesn’t really like to cum onto you for reasons he himself doesn’t really understand

It just feels… somewhat degrading? And he doesn’t like it that way?

Then again cuming into your mouth is a strong YES. Maybe it’s because of how enthusiastically you take him in

How you collect all the spill from your chin and lick it off your fingers like it was some kind of delicious delicacy

That sight makes him hard all over again…

D = Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory - a dirty secret of theirs)

He has a folder of your photos on his computer

Some of them were taken with consent… Some without you realising…

Because you were in his bed sleeping in your naked glory… And he could only stop himself the first, like 20 (?) times

He sorts them by aesthetic and cuteness/sexiness

Jacks off to them when you’re not around

Most of them are very artistic. He tries his best to make them as good as the ones he was using before you… (see J)

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He slept with a few girls in college, but he saw it only as ‘taking care of his sexual needs’ - no real feelings included

He had one dedicated booty call - a girl who fell in love with him despite him saying that he only only sees her for sex

That period really allowed him to explore his sexuality

So he knows what he likes and what to do, so his partner likes it too

F = Favorite position (This goes without saying)

Everything when he takes you from the back

He’s rather keen on yanking hair, slaping ass…

But when it comes to the person he loves - you, he likes to face each other during sex

He wants to kiss your face, neck and chest. Nuzzle his face into your abdomen while he’s going down from his height

Your legs thrown over his shoulders so he can slap his hips against your soft thighs

Or legs pressed to your sides, hands gripping your thighs

And he can’t even attempt to lie he doesn’t absolutely love when you sit on his lap… or get on top in general

Or when your thighs grip his head when you 69 on the couch while ‘watching’ a movie. Your lips sloppy around him as his tongue pleasures you with most precision and dedication

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

No goofy.

If they start to joke around, they get spanked. HARD.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Victor is a passionate swimmer, so most of his body is hairless

But he doesn’t shave his pubes. Finds it weird to be completely bare down there and the first time he had sex with a completly hairless girl, he was a bit taken aback with her baby like smoothness.

Only trims them with a ‘pubes razor’ which is his old razor that he doesn’t use for face anymore, because he got a better one from his aunt for Christmas

Carpet matches the drapes

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

No goofy.

Only love and eternal devotion.

He will caress and leave kisses all over your body. Keep you close in the warmest and most loving embrace

No dummies or idiots in bed. Only treasures and loves

Almost like he’s trying to make it up to you for his tendency to be so aloof on a daily basis

The sweet talk doesn’t stop there, but I already said everything about it in A

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

This man didn’t have time to waste on women when he was building his empire, so he naturally spend quite a lot of his life masturbating instead of having sex

He doesn’t really enjoy porn, though. It’s too cartoonish for him. He much prefers to look through lingerie commercials or nude photoshoots - the more artistic the better

After he reunites with you, he starts to feel all that pent up sex tension and starts to jack off almost every day

Thinking about you. Looking at photos of you. Carving you with every small bit of his being

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

First of all - seeing his partner being pleasured. Either by him or by a vibrating toy plugged into them or pressed against their sensitive spots. He doesn’t even pump himself watching. He’s way too consumed with the enticing sights

Double penetration. His huge dick in one whole, dildo in another… Just thinking about it gets him going

He can’t deny himself at least some manhandling (if you consent - obv). Although he doesn’t go full on dom every time (at least with you) he seems to be unable to deny himself some hair pulling and choking... Although he almost does it lovingly? Spanking and whipping will surely also happen from time to time. Can get very rough when jealous

Also a slight daddy kink. When he hears it slip past your lips in the form of a joke - he feels some strange tingling in his groin and it’s not a venereal disease

If you sit on his lap, make a cute, helpless expression and ask daddy to play with you… It just turns him into a primal animal with no self restraint

That he kinda always seems to be

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Where nobody can hear them

Or see them

Anywhere with a stable surface really, but he needs to know you will have full privacy

Would never agree for public sex

All the sweet sounds and expressions he makes you do are his and only his to experience

M = Motivation (What turns them on/gets them going)

Stress, irritation, anger, hurt… Sex is a great way for him to gat this weight of his chest since he doesn’t really like to think those negative feeligs through

Or any feelings, if we’re at it

A nice butt is also a motivation, especially when it’s attached to a fine pair of legs

But both of these factors aren’t a guarantee of a turn on and even if they have that impact on him, he still will most likely not act on it

What he really struggles to control is a real attraction that reaches what’s beyond physical

A beautiful, hardworking and open-minded person is something Victor finds hard to ignore

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do/turn offs)

No sharing

No blood play

No permanent marking

Nothing too forcefull or aggressive

No sex before assigning boundaries and exchanging preferences

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

As I already said In B, Victor is an oral lover

More into giving than receiving, but would never push his lover away

(you can always 69, right?)

The man is humming in pleasure as his tongue slides along your sex

Is more than willing to go for hours if only you let him

The more you moan the more intense his movements become

His main goal is to please

The secondary one is to be the best at yet another thing

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He has two base modes

One: I love you, my sweet creature - all about measured, unhurried but hard thrust. True, pure love-making

Two: Little girls don’t get a say in how daddy fucks them - you’re tearing up, sobbing, drooling and he gets even more turned on by it. Fucks harder and faster then you both believed possible. Years of engaging in sports come to show themselves

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He will participate when the occasion occurs

Might even initiate an occasion

But it’s not really sex for him. It’s a quickie

And when compared to the real love-making with you… it’s just meh

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

When it comes to taking risks, I believe I already made it clear that he isn’t too into that

If someone walked in you, it would be very upsetting for him

If you got accidentally hurt would break his heart

But experiment he would happily

New toys, new positions, new kinks… He will try anything once

Well, almost anything (see N)

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

We all have our better and worst days, and this man has a whole company to run. It’s only natural for him to be tired

So usually he won’t last for more than one round. Maybe 3 on weekends

But will last a while if he sets a slower pace (see P)

On vacations however, after a few days of rest his stamina will increase dramatically

Have you seen this guy’s torso? Exactly

He has some stamina to spare

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Not against, although he prefers to experiment with positions that to experiment with toys

Will probably never propose any, except when he knows his partner is into such things

If you do - Victor will do his research and find something exciting for you to enjoy

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He really is not patient enough for that

Doesn’t have time for it either

Why would he even want to? They’re unsatisfied = he’s unsatisfied (as I mentioned in K)

He sees no appeal in it. When he wants to fuck, he wants to fuck. No reason to beat around the bush

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Victor can be a bit more talkative than usual during the foreplay

Throughs some praise (a lot of it)

Tell you about his feelings (but not too much at that point)

About things that made him jealous…

A quiet Fuck may leave his lips when he enters you and when he’s about to come

In the middle of those two - he’s rather silent

Not much of a moaner

He grunts and growls a lot though. Can get a little bit loud from time

W = Wild card (A random headcanon for the character)

It was a sunny, autumn day. You were walking down the street. You’re fingers entwined. The sunlight was gracing your beautiful features so gorgeously… and he had already been yearning for so long

When you’ve finally reached the Souvenir’s door, the man is all worked up

Not that you could tell from his steely expression

But you sure got suspicious when he got all touchy feely out of the sudden

Not that you would ever mind - obviously

Feather light kisses on the nape of your neck and shoulders. Fingertips caressed your waist to then slide down to your hips. Then he reached for the hem of your dress…

“I love you…” he whispered in your ear

Goosebumps momentarily appeared on your skin as all the intense feelings he had been making you experience from the very day you saw him for the first time in his office travel down your spine in a form of a intense shiver

You wanted him. So bad. For so long.

And there was no hiding his feelings for you at that moment as you turned your head to face him

Soon after stomach was pressed against the kitchen counter. Your naked butt was all out on display for Victor to squeeze and spank as you squirmed and moaned under his touch

Victor didn’t take any unnecessary time to move his long, broad fingers down, to stroke your sensitive slit

He praised you for being so wet, so flushed, so eager for him

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

“I love you, too” you whispered to his ear as his arms pressed you as close to his body as possible, while you were still going back from your highs

And after that, from his lips slipped the words of the most sincere adoration… and true love

Words you would never expect to leave his beautiful, soft mouth

Matches the rest of the man

Long and thick

No curvature. Perfectly straight

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Rather average

Ha has periods when he doesn’t even think about it

And he has ones when he can’t stop thinking about it

However he doesn’t go too much either way

Z = Zzz… (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Remember what I said in S? Applies here as well

He’s a hardworking man

Simplu needs to work hard to keep his business growing and to keep his lover pleased

Then he just needs to get some rest. Don’t try to change his mind because he will

If he’s well rested however, he won’t let you sleep

Like, not a chance. You need to come at least five times. He doesn’t make the rules, sorry

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[wonderwomanfantasy]

Sero NSFW alphabet

I can write sero smut... as a treat. 

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He treats you like a god once he’s done with you. He’s a big fan of after sex massages. Sero also likes to smoke a little after sex but that usually leads to one of you getting horny and having sex again so like/ not really after sex more like mid sex. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He’s got such a nice jaw and he knows it. Please kiss his jaw and chin he will get so riled up. 

Sero likes your back, it’s got such a nice shape to it and he loves the little moles and freckles on your back. He spends a lot of time touching your back when you too cuddle/ looking at it while he rails you from behind

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

his cum is so fucking thick for no reason. He can’t really do cum shots because it’s too god damn heavy to fly off. it’s also like, sweet? not like a lot just a little sweeter than average, it makes going down on him bearable. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He takes so many practice nudes, Like he is so concerned you won’t like his dick pics so he takes a thousand and only sends you the best ones. this also leads to posing after he gets out of the shower. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I mean he’s had sex before but probably only one or two partners, its a bit of a learning experience for both of you. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

It changes day to day tbh on the one hand he likes fucking you from behind where you’re laying down, but he also likes it when he tapes your legs above you're head and he fucks you that way but also also he loves it when you ride him - or when He fucks you while spooning gah theirs just too many to chose from. for the most part though he likes positions where he gets to touch you and look at you as much as possible. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

...if you read kinktober day 31 you know what i think. Yeah he’s an absolute CLOWN do not trust this boy he will start humming the wee theme song in the middle of blowing your back out. He loves to see you laugh so he might fuck around and start tickling you while he’s eating you ot or something.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

This boy has a full on bush he is so fucking hairy. he has a thick treasure trail starting at his belly button and leading to his pubes wich are a mess tbh. he keeps it clean but like unless you ask him to trim he won’t think to do it. a lot of chest on his chest and his under arms too

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Like I said most of the time he’s a goof but hear me out- after like a glass of wine he gets so romantic. Please imagine tipsy Sero whispering soft praise in your ear and calling you pet names in Spanish while he kisses your neck and fingers you. 

something to think about idk

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

not often tbh, really only when you’re not around to do it for him but most of the time he’s patient enough to wait for you to be in the mood too. but if you ask he will send you a video of him putting, all those practice nudes pay off. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

food play- That one ask really did something for me AnYwAys. He liked feeding his partner, it really turns him on and he loves it when he gets to eat off of you, and he generally has an oral fixation and this feeds you. 

praise- please he is so soft, he loves to worship your body and tell you how gorgeous he thinks you look when he’s fucking you and he will go feral if you give him some of that energy back he loves it when you praise him

cum play- uhm. hmm, how to phrase this. He likes to cum in you and when he pulls out push the cum back in with his fingers until it’s all soaked up same if he came in your mouth

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

shower/ bath sex babie. He loves the feeling of water around you and it’s also super hot when both of you are sweaty/ dirty he really gets off on that. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

when you're clingy. he feels his soul assend to a higher plain of being when you needy and crawl into his lap to hug him. Of course if you’re not feeling it he can be a gentleman and keep his hands to himself but if you want to be even closer with him...

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

piss. Idk he just thinks it’s gross

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

you are his fucking world and his face is your throne please watterboard him he loves to give head you are just so yummy he can’t get enough of you. 

he likes getting head as much as the next guy but it’s really an after thought to absolutely devouring you and making your legs shake. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He likes to go slow and take his time unraveling you. His strokes are long and deep. it’s almost torture that he won’t speed up unless you beg him. Sero takes his sweet time building you up, and you hate it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

pretty indifferent tbh. He likes them fine and he enjoys the risk of doing it in some place public but he’d prefer to fuck you properly some where he can take his time with you

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

meh he knows what a he likes so he can be a little hesitant to try something new but he’ll usually bend to your will and try something for you. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

pretty average, he can go for a while with out busting but after he cums he gets pretty tired quickly and needs a break in between rounds

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

like I said earlier he loves to tie you up and use his tape on you and he’s a pretty big fan of other toys too like vibrators and nipple clamps, anything to get you worked up really. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

mmm not really a tease in his actions but in his words. He likes to pick on you a little bit to get a laugh or make you beg if you really want something but he’s usually not the type to withhold pleasure, unless you’ve been really bad.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is quiet but he talks a lot. Sero likes to moan in your ear softly, He’ll praise you and tell you how pretty you look right now and whisper how much he loves you but it’s all easily drowed out by the noises you make which he lives to hear. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I didn’t have anywhere else to put this but he is a big Service top / Pleasure dom. He’s not really mean to you and he will do just about anything you want him too but he sure as hell is in charge and he reminds you of that fact by overstimulating you until you’re crying and can’t take anymore. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

hee hee he’s got a big cock. I know it I know it’s big. hmm no thoughts just sero’s big cock. uhm anyways like pretty nice it’s long and thick with some pretty purple veins and a slight left curve to it

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I mean. it’s healthy but not as high as say Kaminiari’s sex drive. little things get him worked up and that tends to build until it’s too much to take

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He will stay awake long enough to take care of you but he likes to cuddle pretty soon afterwards. 

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[iamanartichoke]

Episode 5 - the positive

(under the cut for length and spoilers)

I liked a lot of things about this episode, more than I realized when I started writing them down. I think it's worth noting that I am looking forward to watching it again when I get home, and that's a nice feeling, after having felt so conflicted/upset after episode 4 (which I did not bother to watch a second time).

- The humor was more up my alley this episode, so I found most of the jokes funny, especially the alligator jokes. I mean, I don't care what anyone says; I am a simple person, and everyone being alternately confused and accepting of the fact that "one of us is an alligator for some reason" is hilarious to me.

- I liked Old Loki and Kid Loki and I didn't expect to (nor did I expect to dislike them - just nothing them). I liked how they each had a distinct personality, despite their limited screentime.

I think that this episode really helped to establish the idea that a Loki can be many, many things and that, despite being versions of the same being, each one feels like their own whole, separate person. I guess this is where the "identity" theme they talked about comes in, bc it does make one consider who they are and how any number of choices they made or will make can create so many different outcomes. And each one results in a person who is altered in some way as they set off down the path they've chosen, ultimately becoming unrecognizable as the person they once were, back at a certain point in time, when they still had the option to make a different choice.

And, I mean, it's a little "meh" but you could go down a rabbit hole of "what ifs," which is always a fun time, and I could believe that being confronted with this would make our Loki take a much closer look at the choices he's made, and why, and where he has ended up compared to where he could have ended up. "Nature vs. nurture" is something to be considered, too - at the core, is a Loki merely nothing more than the sum of his* choices, or does his chaotic nature and unpredictability make him more than that? Are the choices that he makes influenced by the universe, or is the universe influenced by a Loki?

Idk, just some things to ponder, I suppose. My point is, I can see this being what they meant by exploring the theme of identity, though it's definitely not what I would have expected. (Very Loki of them.) Like many other things in this series, though, I think that they are acknowledging a theme and opening the door for exploration - I don't feel that they are delving too far into that exploration in the narrative itself. Which is neither a good thing nor a bad thing, exactly, just a thing worth mentioning.

It's also interesting to me that none of the Lokis looked alike - not like Tom and not like each other. You have to wonder how that happened - how one person can have such drastically different physical incarnations, for lack of a better word. But I suppose if you think of a Loki as an entity or, like, a kind of energy that can take on many forms, it follows that the physical form has nothing to do with being a Loki; it's all internal.

I also think, actually, that a Loki can't be defined - one may open the door on self-exploration but not find an answer because there simply isn't one. I am more inclined to think that there's not any one thing or set of circumstances or choices made that make a Loki a Loki, because there's really no such thing as a Loki, singular. There's only Loki, the chaotic tangle of love, rage, power, mischief, tragedy, etc that exists at the core of each version, regardless of his/her own set of circumstances, choices, and experiences.

Not to be That Person, but I wrote something in my fic A Graveyard of Stars that I think expresses it much better:

But Loki’s was a fire that could not be put out. Like energy, it could shift and move and change; the flames could darken with rage and lighten with love. But it could not be diminished, and trying would only ensure that it came back again and again, more intense than ever.

Death cannot touch Loki because Loki transcends death.

Thor cannot believe he’d never seen it before.

It’s as Loki said: the sun will shine on us again.

Which is actually similar to what Loki said on Lamentis, now that I'm looking at it. So ... yeah. To circle back around to my original point, all of the Lokis in this episode, along with the implications of their existences, does open the door for exploration of identity, and the audience can go as far as they want with it, really.

*I realize I am using male pronouns, and I don't mean to erase either Loki's gender fluidity nor Sylvie, but by asking these questions I'm really referring to what makes our Loki a Loki, when one considers the existence of all the other variants.

To move on with the list, though.

- I am so glad that we didn't spend much time on President Loki or any of that nonsense. It was a good narrative choice to have the "core" Loki group encounter them to establish their existence and then leave them fighting among themselves.

- I do wonder, though, why President Loki is the only one to look like Tom Hiddleston, although I guess we're meant to infer that he's a variant who had the same journey as our Loki, up to a point, after which he strayed off the path somewhere and ended up pruned. Not sure if the whole "president" thing came before or after the pruning, but I suppose it doesn't matter that much.

(- Which, back to the existence of so many different Lokis - I wonder if they all start out in different universes? That is, there's a universe where Loki was born a woman, Sylvie, and they're about the same age so are we meant to infer that she existed in her universe parallel to our Loki existing in his? So I suppose the TVA isn't just actively pruning divergent timelines but is also actively merging universes that exist outside of the "sacred timeline."

- This may have been mentioned in episode 1, I don't remember - I do remember the mention of a multiverse war and the TVA working to prevent that, but I don't remember if they said how long ago the war was or if the merging of universes is an ongoing process (as one might infer based on Sylvie and Loki being the same age, as well as the drastically different physical versions of Lokis who ended up in the void).)

- Loki and Sylvie are as awkward as teenagers and I kind of no, really no, kind of like it. I like that they specified neither of them had friends before, though Loki clearly has got it bad for her and she seems to feel at least a little similarly.

- To me, the framing of the romance feels more like they're both acknowledging that they feel something for one another, with a possibility of more down the road, "after this is over." It's ambiguous enough, I think, to justify the interpretation that they're in agreement that whatever comes next, a relationship or not, friendship is at least going to be part of it. It still feels very fast and shoe-horned, but they could have been way more "in your face" about it.

- I was so worried that, when Sylvie said they needed a distraction and they shared that long look, they were going to kiss lmao like thank god they didn't, or else I would take back my generous "it could have been worse" interpretation. Much rather have Loki sacrifice himself to the smoke monster than to stand there making out with Sylvie bc, I mean, the cliche of it all.

- Loki is as subtle as a Mack truck.

- "I don't even know what we're doing" asdhjghdsa Loki you awkward dumbfuck lmfao I'm sorry, I find his absolute cluelessness regarding All Things Romance endearing. And pretty in-character, tbh, to how I imagine Loki would handle such things. (I'm sure he was just as awkward with Valkyrie in Sanctuary, at least, though I don't remember offhand.)

- I don't think Loki is or would be awkward to this extent with Thor, but he and Thor are soulmates, so it's different.

- I realize I just implied that Loki knows Thor better than he knows himself and, yknow what, I stand by that.

- Seems like he can conjure a new outfit if he wants to, he just doesn't want to. Fair enough.

- "What was your nexus event?" "I killed Thor." THE FUCK?! As a kid, really? Loki's long silence says it all (as did his face: such subtle, very emotion! Kudos Tom)

^^ I don't know how this ended up in the positive post, except that I suppose I don't really have much of a complaint about it. I dislike the implication, though, that Kid Loki was a little murder demon and that's why he got pruned and meanwhile Kid Sylvie was sweetness and light, playing her "Save Asgard!" game, like, can we not, please? Smh.

- This is definitely going to be addressed in the negative/critical post, but for the positive post can I just - we got acknowledgement that the knife against Thanos was fucking lame - narrative acknowledgement! Fucking thank you!

- I'll have to rewatch in order to better understand the conversation - I missed some of what Old Loki was saying about knives vs magic - but the scorn with which he responded to Loki mentioning that death watered some of my crops.

- Also, I knew that shit was fake. (No I didn't.) (Yes I did.) And if I'm not mistaken, establishing that Loki's death in IW was fake opens the door for Loki to come back to the main timeline. Miss me with that 'Loki faked his death again what a trickster' nonsense, as a matter of principle, but Loki narratively isn't dead. Right? RIGHT?

- "I got lonely. I missed Thor." Aww. Although I do not believe there is any universe in which Loki would have stayed away from Thor long enough to age into an old man (bc remember his long life-span, it had to have been centuries). Loki would last ten years, tops.

- The narrative addressing, among the Lokis, how fucked up it is that every time Loki tries to be a good person, he gets pruned, was validating.

- MOBIUS. Mobius driving a fucking pizza delivery car; Mobius and Sylvie bickering; Mobius not really being redeemed but kind of redeemed, I guess; Mobius and Loki, Loki hugging Mobius - I mean, criticize it and say what you want and you'd probably be right, but in that moment, Loki was showing a rare vulnerability by putting himself out there first, by initiating the physical contact and making it clear that he's come to care about Mobius. *crying* Nice little character growth arc, if fairly obvious, from Loki refusing to shake Mobius's hand in episode 1, as well.

- I just - I feel like there was an almost child-like quality to it, in the way that Loki went in for that hug with all the hope in the world that it would be returned, and I just love that. When is the last time Loki actually reached out to hug somebody, I wonder? When's the last time someone hugged him back?

- "I like you better," Mobius said to Sylvie, you know, like a liar.

- "I think we're more powerful than we realize," hey no fucking shit, Loki, only took you like a thousand years, two movies, and five episodes. (More on this in the critical post.)

- Old Loki creating Asgard, along with the "we're more powerful" line, and Loki figuring out Sylvie's enchantment ("you know how, because we're the same") - eh, but also I kind of interpreted it as the narrative confirming that Loki doesn't use his magic much bc he has no idea what he's capable of, or he isn't secure in what he's capable of, which is a stretch and a retcon - but, better than acting like he's incapable completely or that Sylvie has better/more useful magic.

- Also makes me wonder how much of the 'stopping a building with telekinesis' thing was pure instinct on Loki's part (and he was as surprised as the rest of us about it) - what was my point?

- Oh yeah - I think this will open the door for "our" Loki to do more magic and figuring out his powers in episode 6. I hope, anyway. In TFatWS and WandaVision, it seems like the last episode was when they got to really level up their powers, so I'm hoping Loki follows that trend.

- I feel like the story has just gotten going, which is probably not how I should feel on the second-to-last episode, but I suppose it counts as a positive that my reaction was nooooo when the episode ended, lmao. I need to know what happens next.

I think that's it. I didn't intend for this post to be so long, I'm sorry. I think I am just kinda relieved to have liked the episode? I think that we did get some follow-through in this episode on some of the subtext in the narrative. Smh. I don't know if it will hold up under a closer analysis, but that's why I wanted to get my thoughts down without influence and without thinking too much about it.

I might change my mind. Idk. I feel like I should downplay my liking it, not knowing what the overall fandom reaction is and not wanting to upset anyone, idk. There's definitely an element here, too, of I guess having come to accept that this is what the show is doing, this is what we've got, and for better or for worse I'm just gonna have to live with that, so might as well make it for better?

#loki series spoilers #loki tv series spoilers #loki spoilers #this took me way too long to write #you'd think it'd be better written #smh #mood gif

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“Smells Like Teen Spirit”; Chapter 7: Our Little Group Has Always Been

New chapter is here!

I know, I know. “Luna, you said you’re gonna update every Sunday!” Yeah, I did…then I did the math and figured out if I was consistent to update once a week on Sunday, the fic wouldn’t be finished until JUNE! And that’s just too long for me and the people who read this. So I decided to TRY and update twice a week, Wednesday’s and Sunday’s.

This chapter feels kinda meh to me and is at 3.9K words, thankfully it didn’t go past 4K. But I hope you guys still like this so please comment to let me know what you think, either on here or AO3! :)

The next few days went by without a hitch.

When Jake and Devon were in school, Junior stayed behind at the house. It wasn’t too bad, because Devon let him borrow his laptop. So he binge watched different shows and movies, and helped himself to food around the house.

And while his cousin and best friend ate dinner with Miss Fairchild, Junior would use Jake’s phone to call Tiffany. He liked talking with her and still wanted to keep her updated on what was going on. The others had no idea that Junior was still in contact with her and he didn’t bother to tell them. He knew that they didn’t trust her, so what they didn’t know wouldn’t kill them.

All in all, it’s been…nice. Really nice. To just hang out with his cousin and friends, opening up himself a little more to them. It was so different than what he was used to, but he liked it. He liked being around them.

But Junior would be stupid to ignore how Jake and Devon sometimes flinch or jump when they see him. Even Lexy. He knew it wasn’t their fault, having had far too much trauma because of Chucky. But he was identical to him now. They always relaxed when they remembered it was just him, but it didn’t exactly make him feel better.

He tried not to dwell too much on it though, or else it would eat him up inside. So he tried to focus on the good things instead.

It was Friday night now and Junior, Jake, Devon, and Lexy were all having a sleepover in Jake’s room. Junior was grateful to spend more time with Lexy, even if it was just being by her side and watching TikToks with her. They were all sitting on the floor in the center of the room, different conversations going around.

“I totally failed that English test,” he heard Jake complain, “I know it. I can feel it in my gut.”

“That’s what you get for not studying.” Junior replied without even looking away from Lexy’s phone, quietly awing at the sight of puppy getting its fur brushed.

“Fuck you, asshole!” Jake snapped back but there wasn’t a lot of venom in his voice for Junior to care or worry about, so he merely just chuckled.

“I’ll help you study next time, how about that?” Junior offered and turned his head just slightly to look at his cousin.

Jake was quiet, pretending to think about it before nodding. “Yeah, okay, I guess that’ll work.”

“Just don’t ask him for help in math.” Devon retorted with a laugh.

Junior shuddered. “God, I’m so glad I died so I don’t have to keep doing math.”

His response earned a quick but light slap to the top of his head. He jumped before scowling at Lexy, the one who hit him. “What was that for?!”

“Too soon.” She said with a stare that seemed to dig deep into his soul.

“I mean…it’s been two and a half weeks…” Junior tried to argue.

“Too soon!” Three voices rang out in the room alongside three pairs of intense eyes on him, making the doll give up and hold his hands up in surrender.

“Okay, okay, too soon…Jesus.” He muttered, definitely not thinking his joke was too soon. But maybe he really was using humor as a coping mechanism, just like Nica said.

It was quiet for a moment before Devon held up a bowl of popcorn that was on the middle of the floor. “Anyone want anymore?”

Lexy and Junior both accepted the offer, taking a handful in their hands. Well, two handfuls for Junior, which was only about three or four pieces in each hand because they were so small.

“What exactly do you do all day while we’re at school?” Lexy asked curiously, popping a piece of popcorn in her mouth.

Junior finished chewing the popcorn that was inside his mouth, shrugging. “Not much. Just watch movies, eat, relax.” Call Tiffany and then delete the evidence before Jake gets his phone back. “I also like to snoop through Jake’s things.”

“Asshole,” Jake grumbled while rolling his eyes, “good thing I hid my diary from you.”

“It’s under your mattress.” Junior said without any hesitation. “Not the best hiding spot for it. Don’t worry, I haven’t gone through it…” he paused for dramatic effect and smirked, “…or have I?”

He truly hadn’t, even though he did find where it was. He just liked keeping his cousin on his toes and to always expect the unexpected.

Jake glared at him while the doll continued smirking. “I hate you.”

“Aw, I hate you too.” Junior said with a smirk that shifted into a sweet smile.

Lexy turned her head to look at Devon. “They still haven’t stopped bickering?”

“I’ve accepted the fact that they’re not going to stop.” Devon said in a deadpanned voice before taking a long sip from his water bottle.

“Hey, you wanted us to get along. This is how we get along.” Junior insisted as he shrugged his shoulders.

As if to prove how well they “get along” now compared to before, Jake grabbed a handful of popcorn and threw it at Junior. Some of it got stuck in his hair but he merely picked the pieces out.

“Jokes on you, fucker, you just gave me more popcorn from your portion!” Junior stuck his tongue out childishly before shoving the pieces of popcorn into his mouth.

Jake paused, coming to that realization. “Shit, you’re right…give ‘em back!”

Junior then proceeded to shove as much of the popcorn in his mouth, holding up both of his middle fingers. “Never!” He exclaimed with his mouth full.

“Good god, you two act like children.” Lexy said with an eye roll and she and Devon laughed. The cousins wanted argue but knew it would be futile, so they ended up laughing as well.

It was like this for a few more hours, talking about everything and nothing, until the conversations started to slow down and the yawns grew more and more consistent.

“Guys, it’s like…two in the morning.” Devon said, having his head resting on Jake’s shoulder and rubbed his eyes.

“Yeah, it is.” Junior yawned, lying down on the floor and made sure his head was on the pillow. “Lex, stay in between me and Jake, I’m tired of waking up to him cuddling me.”

“You asshole, I can’t control how I sleep.” Jake grumbled and even though he wasn’t looking at him, Junior knew that he was glaring at him.

“And you still snore, I can’t even catch a break.” Junior lied face first onto his pillow, hearing Lexy laugh at Jake as she lied down beside the doll.

“You better not keep me awake with your snoring, Jake, I need my beauty sleep.” Lexy told him, making Junior smile.

“Oh shut up, I don’t even snore that bad!” Jake insisted but Junior didn’t care to keep listening and just closed his eyes. He could hear their voices, playfully bickering and teasing, and it was a reassuring sound. Along with the feeling of Lexy pulling a blanket up and carefully draping it over him.

He was warm and felt safe. Like nothing could hurt him. So he let their voices lull him to sleep.

But he should’ve known that he’d never be safe from the nightmares.

They hadn’t been as bad since he started staying with Jake and Devon. Sure they were enough to hurt him, but he was more aware of them. He knew he was dreaming and would make sure he didn’t start screaming, just leave himself to cry in his dream instead.

But this time, it wasn’t like that.

This time he was fully reliving his mother’s death. Every moment of it. To her parking the car outside her therapist’s office, them talking about how he was her favorite topic of conversation, hugging, saying she loved him.

It was lovely until he remembered what happened after that.

I’ve been havin’ dreams, jumpin’ on a trampoline.

Junior’s blood turned ice cold when he heard that song, wanting so desperately to rip his earbuds out.

No, please, please no, please I don’t want to see this again, please! He begged but not one listened. His own body wouldn’t move despite his heavy breathing, stayed in the same spot as if he was oblivious to what would happen next.

When I dream of dying, I never feel so loved.

His mother’s body dropped on the car and there was nothing left for him to do but to stare forward, looking at her bloody face and lifeless eyes.

Junior couldn’t get out of the car like he did before. He was frozen inside his own body, trying to scream as loud as he could but his voice wouldn’t work.

The dream shifted out of nowhere and Junior hit the ground. He wasn’t himself though, he was the doll. He was the copycat of Chucky. The only thing that stayed the same was that he couldn’t move. Couldn’t blink, couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, nothing.

But he could see the others, Jake, Devon and Lexy. There were there staring down at him, eyes filled with fear. They looked at him in horror, like he was a monster from their worst nightmares.

Then Junior remembered that he was. He was a monster. He was identical to one. They had every reason to be scared of him. He wanted to say something, to tell them that he would never hurt them, but he couldn’t. Nothing would come out of his mouth, not even the high-pitched doll voice that gave him chills.

He was just forced to stare up at their terrified eyes and accept that they will never truly trust him.

Suddenly there were hands on him that he couldn’t see, saying his name, shaking him slightly and telling him to wake up. Wake up? What did they mean…?

“Please, Junior, you need to wake up!”

Junior gasped loudly and his eyes snapped open, shooting upright. He couldn’t focus on anything else except to try and breathe, but he could feel something wet running down his face. Through the tears in his eyes, he could barely see three different faces staring at him. Lexy was the closest, her hands on his shoulders and concern written all over her face.

“Juni, shhh, it’s okay, just breathe. It was just a nightmare, it’s okay.” Lexy tried to soothe him in a soft voice, reached up to try and wipe away his tears but the doll jerked himself away from her.

“No…no, it-it wasn’t a nightmare, it was…it was real…” Junior managed to say, lowering his head and was unable to look at any of them.

He was still breathing heavily and pulled his knees to his chest, not allowing himself to be touched by anyone. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Devon leave the room. Probably to make sure Miss Fairchild didn’t come in and wonder why there was a creepy looking doll having a panic attack in the middle of the bedroom, so he felt at least a little thankful for that.

Lexy didn’t make an effort to touch him again, probably afraid that he would hurt her if she tried, but she stayed in front of him. Her eyes looked sad and he couldn’t bare to look at her while she stared at him with so much pity.

He could see Jake move closer to him and the doll instinctively pulled himself away. “Junior, you gotta let us help you, okay?” He was speaking quietly, like he was trying to reassure him.

Junior tried to control himself, tried to hold it down, but he couldn’t. “Why do you care?” He whispered, keeping his head down.

“What?” Jake questioned.

“How could you care after everything I’ve done?” He asked almost in disbelief.

“We talked about this, Juni, we already forgave each other.” Lexy said to him, her voice barely above a whisper.

Devon came back into the room, going on his knees like the other to approach Junior, but he just moved away from all of them.

“You’re afraid of me…” Junior could just hardly hear his own voice, “I-I see how you guys act…you flinch and move away from me before remembering…you’re afraid of me…”

“No, no we aren’t,” Devon quickly said, “it’s just—”

“I’m him!” The doll interrupted, his voice raising and finally looked up at the others. “Every time you see me, you see him. You see Chucky and you don’t see me!”

They all stared at him sympathetically, Jake lightly touching his shoulder but Junior pulled away again, so he retracted his hand. “Junior, that doesn’t mean anything. We know it’s you. You’re our Junior, no matter what body you’re in.”

Junior shook his head quickly, the tears starting to spill again as he reached up and began pulling at his ginger hair that he would never get used to. He pulled them as tightly as he could in his fists, not caring if he ripped any out, he just wanted to try and stabilize himself.

“No, no, no, no, no…” he mumbled repeatedly, his breathing picking back up, “I hate looking like this, I don’t want to be like this, I just wish I let myself die instead of being exactly like my killer!”

The last part…he truly didn’t mean to say. It spilled out before he could even stop himself. He should’ve bitten his tongue and never said anything. He heard the others gasp and he couldn’t look at them anymore. Couldn’t face anymore pity, he didn’t want it. He squeezed his eyes shut instead and just started sobbing.

No one moved for a while, maybe for about ten seconds before he felt Lexy wrap her arms around him and pull him close to her body. She was hugging him so gently like he was a baby, humming a song that sounded familiar under her breath and rubbing his back with one hand.

Junior’s hands moved from his hair to Lexy’s hoodie-well, actually his hoodie, he recognized it as one of the ones she stole when they were still dating but decided not to say anything about it-and continued crying into her shoulder. Soon enough, he felt Devon and Jake move closer until they were somewhat hugging him from behind as well, their hands on his arms.

Had he never realized how badly he wanted to be held until now? Maybe he didn’t. But with all of them surrounding him, no words spoke but an air of gentle calmness around the room, he needed it.

He needed to be held. He hadn’t been held like that since his mother. He never thought it would happen again. And the doll didn’t have it in him to care that he was being comforted like a fussy infant because he just wanted to be held.

His cries started to slow down, his breathing evening out and he could faintly hear Lexy singing so quietly in his ear. “Don’t fear the reaper…baby, take my hand, don’t fear the reaper…”

Junior remembered hearing Lexy sing for the first time, that very song to Caroline. He remembered it like it was yesterday even though it had been just a few weeks ago. It was something he stored away in his memory of one of the rare times where Lexy let her guard down and allowed herself to be soft for her younger sister. It was sweet, genuinely. Even though she threatened to kill him if he told anyone. He didn’t care because he knew she wouldn’t and she had such a pretty voice.

He wished he could get to hear it more often.

He wasn’t sure how long they stayed like that, all holding him with only gentle singing and quiet reassurances being whispered until he finally fell asleep again.

The next time Junior woke up, the sun was shining on his face. It made him turn his face closer to something warm to block out the light and calm his pounding head. He was used to waking up with headaches that would go away after a few hours, always occurring when he had nightmares but it was easy for him to ignore. This time, however, he felt warm. Perhaps too warm.

The doll forced himself to open his eyes, noticing almost immediately that he was placed on top of Lexy’s chest. He had had his face in her shoulder and her arms were around him, like a child holding a teddy bear in their sleep.

Junior turned his head more in the direction of the snoring, seeing Jake lying down beside Lexy with his hand on the doll’s back. He felt another hand on his ankle and sat upright enough to see Devon sleeping just below his feet.

They had all slept touching him in some way, to keep comforting him even as he slept.

That was…sweet, he supposed. Extremely mortifying to the point where he wanted to die again, but also kind of sweet.

Despite the kind sentiment, it triggered Junior fight or flight response. And right now, he was going for the latter.

He started to move, trying to carefully shift his way out of all of their limbs, but especially Lexy’s arms, without waking anyone up. But his efforts proved to be futile when the blonde stretched slightly and her eyes opened.

“Juni…” Lexy smiled softly at him and he fought hard to ignore how his heart raced because how could someone look so pretty after just waking up? “How are you?”

“I’m great.” Junior lied right through his teeth because he was good at it. He spoke quietly, to try to make sure that the boys wouldn’t wake up. It was another failed mission because their voices caused the others to stir and slip into consciousness.

Jesus, this wasn’t what he wanted. He was about to face some kind of intervention and he didn’t have the mental capacity to deal with it, he seriously didn’t.

Devon sat up, rubbing his eyes and looking exhausted. It was Junior’s fault, of course, for keeping them all awake just because of his stupid nightmare and stupid mental breakdown. “Hey Junior.” He said with a smile.

“Hi.” Junior merely replied with an almost awkward smile. Kill me now please.

Jake pulled his hand away as he sat up as well, his curls a bigger mess than what it usually was. If he had any energy, Junior would absolutely tease him over it and compare his head to a rat’s nest. “Jun, we need to talk.”

“No we don’t,” Junior was quick to respond this time, pushing himself out of Lexy’s arms and standing up on the floor, “last night was…a moment of weakness and vulnerability. Which will never again, so let’s just put this whole thing behind us and pretend it never happened.”

“Absolutely not, we are not going to ignore this.” Lexy said while sitting upright too quickly for someone who just woke up.

Junior started walking away, being careful not to step on Devon. “Yes, we are, we’re ignoring this, so drop it.” His voice grew a bit more hostile, thinking that maybe if they thought he was getting angry, they would leave him alone.

“Junior, do you really think you’re the only one who gets nightmares?” Devon questioned softly to him, raising an eyebrow.

The doll started fidgeting, desperately wanting to get out of this situation. “No, I just…I don’t want to talk about this, okay? Please just let this go.”

“It’s okay, Junior, really,” Jake said before pausing for a moment and then speaking again, “you know how you keep saying that I ‘cuddle’ you when I sleep?” His cousin used air quotes with his fingers. “It’s because you sometimes cry in your sleep. The only way you calm down is if I hold you. You don’t have to hide how you’re feeling from us.”

If he wasn’t embarrassed before, he sure as well as now. He knew that he was still having nightmares while staying with Jake and Devon, but he thought he had it under control and wasn’t showing it externally.

How did he never realize that he was this touch starved?

It took a minute before Junior looked at his cousin. “Jake…remember when you threatened to throw me out the window? I am begging you to do it now.”

Lexy got up before kneeling down in front of Junior, gently stroking his hair. He stiffened slightly before relaxing under her touch and soft gaze. “Jun-Jun, I need you to listen to me and listen good,” the next part she spoke slowly as if he would understand better, “we. Are. Not. Afraid. Of. You.”

“But—”

“No buts!” Devon interrupted, smiling lightly. “This whole thing is…weird. It’s different. Sometimes, we do get startled when we see you. But that doesn’t mean that we’re scared of you.“

“Look, I get how hard it is for you to open up to us,” Jake started, “but you don’t have to hide the fact that you have nightmares or try to ignore it. We get them too. We just want to help you, Junior.”

He really didn’t want this kind of intervention. He was feeling too vulnerable again, rocking on the balls of his feet. The doll supposed that this was something he needed to hear…he didn’t want to, but he probably needed to hear it anyway.

Lexy took his much smaller hand in hers and it took everything in him to push away the negative thoughts about how strange it was to be so little next to her. “Juni, I had nightmares every night of you dying. I had to relive you passing out in my arms and…and not being able to change that.”

She looked sorrowful at the memory before giving him a hopeful smile. “But then I found out that you’re alive, and it stopped. I was happy. I’ve been so happy since you came back. I don’t care that you look like Chucky, you’re still our Junior.”

Junior bit his bottom lip for a moment, trying to reassure them that everything was fine and to forget about it. Eventually, he gave up. “I…I don’t feel like Junior. I feel like Chucky. I look like him. I hate seeing my own reflection because I just see him. All I see is Chucky. And honestly…I don’t even really know who Junior is. I don’t even know what I like or-of who I want to be…I just hate looking like serial killer.” He chuckled quietly, trying to make this conversation lighthearted.

He was met with more sympathetic looks and he didn’t blame them. There wasn’t anything for them to do, they couldn’t do anything to change how Junior looked identical to a monster who caused them all so much trauma. He would just need to figure out how to get over it.

But suddenly, Lexy gasped and her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. The doll remembered seeing that look in her eyes before and it usually didn’t end good for whoever her victim of the day was.

“Oh god…what are you plotting?” He asked her wearily with a painted eyebrow raised.

Lexy grinned almost mischievously, looking at Jake and Devon before her hazel eyes landed on Junior again.

“I have a great idea!”

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[blackberry-gingham]

The love language concept sounds interesting! I’d say George’s love language/the way he shows love is physical touch, Paul’s is receiving gifts, Ringo’s is positive affirmation mixed with quality time, and tbh I’m not to sure for John. maybe acts or service or quality time for him?

Mwahaha, you've fallen into my trap! The truth is I wanted to do this topic more or less for myself, but felt bad bc I still have a few requests left to do. So thank you for sending in a "request" for me so that I can do one out of order real quick >:3

Lol but really tho, thank you for humoring me and these are good! I could honestly see all of these, but for John I'd say acts of service with you, bc the "To Do" stuff just sounds like his character tbh, but maybe also I feel like there's some physical touch too???

Ik I've heard that John kind of actually didn't like being touched, but I mean... If you look at literally any picture of him with Yoko, he's always at least holding her hand, if not just totally draped all over her lol, so I'm assuming for an S/O it's totally different!

But anyway, here's some headcannons real quick and then back to requests. Thanks everyone!

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George

Honestly? I feel like George would just not be able to keep his hands off you

Like, not necissarily in a sexual way (although that too, if you're in the mood lol), it's just that he loves to let you and everyone else know you're his

He's not all too shy about it either lol

I mean obviously he saves the more lovey dovey stuff for private places, but in public he still has a lot to offer

Everytime he sees you he kisses you either on the cheek, forehead, or mouth and then pulls you in for a hug

Always

Then the rest of the time, as long as he doesn't have to be working, he likes to hold your hand and play with your hair

And if he's feeling a little risqué, he likes to let you sit on his lap and cuddle against him

In private tho...

Oh, he is all over you!!!

You are his sanctuary and safe haven away from the public eye and the daily grind that comes with being a Beatle

I've seen quite a few quotes from geo lamenting the fact that he and the others had literally no private life thanks to their stardom

So yeah, believe me when I say he could live a thousand years and still never feel like he could repay you for giving him the rest and love he needs

He'd be like a long, giant cat. Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, if he has an opportunity to snuggle up to you, he takes it

And if he's not exhausted, and if you let him !! he likes to just touch and kiss your body and face

Having that closeness and intimacy is so important to him, he wants to let you know how deeply he loves you

All of you

And of course, the best way you can return his love language back to him is by returning the intimacy he does for you!

When in Rome, after all

Honestly, just by accepting his offers when he initiates a request to hold your hand or hug or cuddle, he already appreciates that!

But if you initiate any of those things, he's definitely feeling the love!!

Although, one thing you like to do a bit different is giving massages

Of course George would certainly give you one if you asked!

But since he's usually tired, either mentally or physically, from always being on the go, you like to do him a favor lol

And he loves it

Seriously, you've never seen a man more blissed out then George gets over something as simple as a back or scalp massage

Assuming he doesn't fall asleep under the spell of your skillful fingers, he repays you with kisses or cuddles after :)

John

Ok idk if I'm like projecting, or reaching, or SOMETHING along those lines, but I feel like of all the boys, John is probably the one most looking for a true partner, as in like his other half

Paul is very close behind with his relationship with Linda, but for John it always came off as a need for him, more then like a want or nice thing to have

So anyway, all this to say that as far as acts of service goes, I think he gets a lot of security out of receiving this!

Like, whenever John's feeling particularly stressed or overwhelmed having you there to approach the issues with an objective mindset is a HUGE relief

Really, like I cannot stress this enough

Phrases like, "What can I do to take some pressure off for you?"

Or, "Well what if we just focus on x for now, and then we can take care of y and z tomorrow?"

All give him such a powerful sense of relief

And of course, the way that you, you know, actually follow up on your word, makes him fall even deeper in love with you then he thought possible

Now on the other hand, is physical touch

While this is a part of his love language cocktail, John likes to express this one a bit more then he likes to receive it

You see, unlike George, John is a little more reserved with his PDA

He will kiss you and hold your hand of course! But unfortunately his anxiety is a thing, so as much as he hates it, he has to reserve his physical affection for more private settings

But when you two are alone, he's like puddy in your hands!

He likes to just hold you a lot

It doesn't matter if you're preoccupied with something else, like a book or the telly, he just wants to have physical contact with you

And if you can do any of those things cuddled up on his lap or against his chest, even better!

But also, John definitely loves to get that energy back

He likes it when you give him cute little kisses and pet his head

I think he'd also like it if you rubbed his temples or the bridge of his nose/third eye lol

Wearing glasses all day can get uncomfortable you know!!

I think if you can establish that trust and physical closeness, that's when you'd also get a return on his acts of service

Really, if you've bonded this deeply with John he'd do literally anything for you

Whatever you need, whatever you want, if he can do it he will and if he can't he'll find a way to do it anyway!

He'd be loyal to a fault and love you forever after

Paul

Please tell me why I could see Paul being your sugar daddy on the low 😭😭

Really, like he just likes to spoil you!

Honestly if someone showed me proof that the real actual, 78 year old, 2021 Paul McCartney uses stacks of hundred dollar bills as tinder for his fireplace, I literally wouldn't even blink

Like even back in the day, he's got that Beatles' money baby !!! and he.... Kinda doesn't care for it, actually

I personally don't think any of the boys come across as like money hungry or something like that, but I could see Paul especially figuring that he might as well use all this dumb money to buy you things you like!

It may feel overwhelming to be on the receiving end of so many random, but expensive gifts tbh

You might even tell him to stop or that he doesn't have to do all that!!

I think he'd be able to understand that overwhelming you with nice things kinda has the opposite effect of what he's intending, but....

He just gets a little carried away sometimes lol

I mean growing up he didn't have all that much, and even now, like obviously nice things are nice, but meh

What he really wants to do is make sure you're enjoying the high life too!

I could see him doing more of writing you songs and music instead so that he can still fulfil his desire to give, should you feel uncomfortable with the fancy gifts

But yeah, if you're uncomfortable he totally would get that and dial back the materialism, but if you don't mind, then he doesn't either!!

Now you might be wondering how you, a delightfully average person, could impress Paul McCartney with a gift giving love language...

I mean, what do you give the man who has everything?

Well I'd tell you this... It's simple!

You could bring him literally anything that you find meaningful and be like "This made me think of you!" or "I just thought you'd like this!" and he'll love it!

He would definitely run up some organized collections of the little things you've given him

He has some dedicated display boxes for all the random, shiny rocks and pebbles you've found

A little filing drawer of all the notes you've ever wrote him

And if you like art or photography, he'd decorate his personal spaces with your work!

Of course he'd appreciate traditional gifts too tho

Like a watch or bass strings or a new tie ect ect

But the thing for you to not get caught up on is the price!

That doesn't matter to him :)

He likes your gifts bc they came from you!

Ringo

Ok, positive affirmation is definitely a big thing for Ringo

He gets roasted a lot by the boys and even the media, and all in good fun I suppose, but after a while enough is enough you know?

Not to mention, he just feels a bit... Lesser then?? Compared to the others and their musical talent

So the poor guy really needs a break!

Literally, even just little one word sentences of encouragement mean sooo much to him

"I'm so proud of you Ritchie!"

"That sounded wonderful!"

"You've done a great job today at the studio, good work!"

Stuff like that makes him melt

Of course he also appreciates the more conventional things like "I love you" and when you call him handsome!

And as for the spending quality time, that comes easily!

Ringo looooves to take you out on dates!

Now yes, there's your typical movie date, dinner, dancing, all that

But his favorite things to do is go on little adventures!

He takes you to the park, the beach, out to explore thrift and consignment stores, and anywhere else you want to check out!

However, not everyone wants to run around outside 24/7

So in the house, he likes doing things that you two can do together!

Painting is a big one, seeing as it's his other hobby, but it could honestly be anything, like puzzles, board games, or just watching TV!

I'm trying to think of how he'd return the words words of affirmation side of his love language, but I think it would be a little harder for him to do then expressing quality time tbh

You just make him so darn shy!

What with all your good looks and kindness, he just feels a little overwhelmed

Have you ever seen a work of art, or architecture, or even a landscape so breathtaking that you don't really know where to start when describing it to someone?

Yeah, it's like that

He definitely wants to try tho!

I think he'd stick to simple things like complimenting your outfits and praising your work or personal projects you show him!

He's worried that that comes across as just common decency tho, so he says "I love you" a lot and tries to make up for his bad way with words with quality time

#the beatles #ringo starr x reader #john lennon x reader #george harrison x reader #paul mccartney x reader #beatles x reader #beatles imagines #love langauges

[thecrazyanimegirl]

Spring anime 2020

There was really a small amount of stuff we watched this seasons alongside continuations like kaguya sama, furuba or ascendance of a bookworm. A somehow empty season, but still, have what we watched and our thoughts (a mostly personal review).

{ Winter ‘18 }  { Spring ‘18 }  { Summer ‘18 }  { Fall ‘18 }  { Winter ‘19 } { Spring ‘19 }  { Summer ‘19 }  { Fall ‘19 }  { Winter ‘20 }

Arte

It’s about a girl who wants to be an artist in a time that doesn’t accept female artists. She is determined, hard working and cheerful, so it’s a good show if you need to relax and catch some good feelings, but it’s not really a must see story or anything. 

BNA  (Brand New Animal) 

A true gem this season! Not a totally furry anime like Beastars, but if you watched it and also love Trigger’s animation style, this one is for you. BNA tells the story about two species, beasts that live in Animacity and humans who don’t like them that much. The story has the perfect pace and leaves you on the edge of your chair after each episode, also every character has a good backstory and development. Akidearest said that it is really predictable, and even though that’s mostly true, the progress of the story is satisfying and the characters make up for the predictability.

Gleipnir

Looked cool, sounded cool but the overall experience is kinda... meh? The premise and plot idea are really good and the possible plot twists are also promising but it just leaves you thirsty for something else/more. The fights are okay-ish but tend to go really badly animated (one fight is an exception). The music is pretty good and has that dark vibe (kinda like Future Diaries) but there just isn’t anything going on that makes you shiver, tense or worry for the characters while you watch. We found some comments that imply that the manga is way better so it would be maybe wiser to try that instead. 

Great Pretender

This one came as a nice surprise at the end of this season. An original anime made by Wit Studio centers around con artists and their ventures around the world. The engaging plot has a nice pace and makes you guess what is going to happen next, although it gets kinda predictable. It has action, humor, semi tragic backstories, drugs and races. The animation and music are really beautiful and an additional plus goes to the cats in the ending song. All in all, I would recommend it to anyone who searches for something fresh.

Kakushigoto

When I first read the synopsis where a gag ero mangaka tries to hide his job from his daughter, I was skeptical I have to admit, and expected inappropriate jokes and such. But it really proved me wrong! And ended up being this sweetest softest story! It’s not plot heavy, but the character interactions are filled with emotions, it even brought tears to my eyes and the whole overall feeling is soft and loving! Definitely would recommend if you want some warm family atmosphere, but also have a laugh ^^

My Next Life as a Villainess

Mc dies and is born again into the last otome that she played but as the villain character, the main rival girl, and she tries to improve her relationship with the characters to avoid her doom. Don’t expect too deep of a story since she will REALLY easily convince and befriend everyone without any hurdles. Exactly what you’d expect, it’s not going to blow you off your feet, especially plot wise, but the story is well executed, the humor is on point and the characters are typically good. If you like this type of stories or just want to relax, this one is pretty well done ~

Sing Yesterday for Me

Not really my type of plot, too much awkwardness and drama, but I just really had to finish it haha I found it somehow fascinating how many edges a love polygon can have and how many unrequited loves they could fit in one anime. But if you love a slow paced romance type of story, that focuses more on each persons view and their struggles as they learn to love, flirt but also how to move on, you might like it. 

Tower of God

Yes, the favorite of the season! A really good webcomic turned into an anime! If you haven’t heard about it already, go watch it, or better yet read it. The characters, even though they are numerous, are lovable and interesting, the plot builds well (especially in the later chapters of the webtoon, the first season of the anime is basically just the prologue). I’ve seen a lot of bad comments about the execution of the anime, but somehow I’m just really happy it even got animated and got such good voice actors! Yes, some scenes were done differently, and some scenes were cut that were important, but there’s no way to animate absolutely every scene, and they stuck to the story pretty well. The music was also good, the opening and ending are done by a korean band, Stray Kids, which means that it doesn’t have the typical shounen anime feel to it, but it’s still great ^^ A good anime and an even better webtoon! 

Wave, Listen to Me!

A woman starts working as a radio host after a bad relationship. I know, I know, it doesn’t sound great and probably a lot of people will skip this instantly, just like the other two mods of this blog, BUT! I really enjoyed it. It was somehow refreshing actually having an adult main character, not only kids and teens. Maybe it’s not plot heavy, but there are a lot of relatable or hilarious scenes. Also the voice actors did a really good job I think. The story is basically based on her monologues that get pretty lengthy. I know that the first episode I was like, wow that woman can talk! Well, it’s up to you whether you want to give it a shot, but if you need something a bit different, try it.

Looking forward to in the next season because they got moved from this one: Appare Ranman (an engineer and a samurai accidentally end up in america and decide to join the cross country car race haha, the visuals are cool so far, the story and pacing is okay, not something that blew us off our feet, but it’s funny and seems promising), The Millionaire Detective (ooh definitely looking forward to this one! James Bond and the local cop save the day, or something like that, the story isn’t groundbreaking, but it makes up with humor and characters so far), RE:ZERO it’s been yearssss

Some donghua’s that we ran into: All Saints Street (very shot, but is actually great, funny and cute, has the same vibe as Non-human/Fei Ren Zai, that one was also awesome), Antidote (shounen ai with a gangster and a sheltered rich boy, also there’s a cat, so far - cute)

Dropped:  Woodpecker Detective's Office (we’ll never find out who the killer is),  Bungou to Alchemist: Shinpan no Haguruma (its cool that is has japanese writers, but the story wasn’t that engrossing), Listeners (sorry mappa) 

#spring anime 2019 #anime review #tower of god #arte #brand new animal #gleipnir #kakushigoto #my next life as a villainess #sing yesterday for me #wave listen to me!

[brave-clarice]

“Clarice” Liveblog: Episode 1

Here are my extremely unfashionably late takes! They’re long, so strap in if you want.

okay, I genuinely thought the scenes in Gumb’s basement were ripped from the film for a second. extremely well done.

I both appreciate that they’re acknowledging the Bureau-mandated psych eval Clarice would have to go through (not sure she’d have to have another one a year later?)...

...but I sure wish they hadn’t chosen to open this show in a therapy-like session. it’s going to be subject to enough NBC comparisons as it is.

gosh, Rebecca Breeds is so pretty, and in the same almost, idk, elfin kind of way Jodie Foster is.

“Bride of Frankenstein”! a novel reference! and a Hannibal Lecter reference even though they can’t use his name! I’m excited

I was afraid of this part, though--everyone’s going to call her “Clarice” aren’t they?

it’s very significant that in the books, Hannibal is virtually alone in using her first name to address her; even Ardelia calls her “Starling.” but of course this series chose “Clarice” as its title, so...

“the checkout lady at the Safeway asked me to autograph a melon” omg

so Clarice has supposedly been “mandated” to see an FBI therapist for an entire year? hmm.

tbh, this feels kind of like a proxy for Hannibal’s scenes in the movie, especially with the therapist calling her “Clarice.” not sure if I dig it.

“...given that your last therapist was an inmate” Hannibal reference #2!

they’re explicitly talking about Hannibal without being able to name him and it’s hilarious, frustrating, and immensely satisfying all at once.

there’s no way to avoid talking about him altogether without being disingenuous to Clarice’s eventual character arc, so I’m glad they’re ripping off the band-aid early

“you let that relationship be intimate”  Yeah, Clarice and Hannibal’s relationship IS intimate and YOU! SHOULD! SAY IT!!!

it’s kind of ridiculous for this guy/the show not to acknowledge that little trainee Clarice was sent to see Hannibal by someone who should’ve known better. That Crawford was doing it with the intention to save lives doesn’t mean he didn’t use the shit out of Clarice.

that’s not to take away her agency or minimize the choices she made after she met Hannibal. She wouldn’t have been in a position to make those choices if Crawford hadn’t arranged it, though.

even if they don’t have the rights to Crawford’s name, either (I have to assume that’s the case) couldn’t they at least mention this??

“hasn’t seen her own family in years” Are they actually going to address Clarice’s maybe-dead-maybe-not mother (depending on the canon they adopt, book or film) and possible siblings??? Please tell me they are!

Clarice’s “egregious” PTSD doesn’t have much to do with Buffalo Bill ofc, and this therapist seems to be making excuses to be the first in a long line of men getting in the way of Clarice’s career goals...

...which she recognizes and confronts him about. Call him out!!!

*Anthony Hopkins voice* That’s my girl.

the way she’s been written in this scene gives me a lot of hope going forward! she’s funny, she doesn’t take any sexist bullshit, she’s calm and polite but you get a glimpse of the rage underneath. 

wow, they promoted Senator Martin to Attorney General!

the opening credits (if you can even call them that) are a let-down, though

she has her beads!

can anyone who’s not Hannibal please stop calling her Clarice

wonder if they’re going to touch on any of the extreme tension that existed between Senator Martin and Clarice in the novel? they didn’t interact in the movie, but in the book, Martin is under intense stress, and it doesn’t go smoothly.

of course in “Hannibal,” Martin invites her to “ride horses,” so they obviously reconciled after Catherine’s rescue and kept in some kind of touch.

and speak of the devil: horses! (and Catherine)

“I can’t have a reputation, I’ve only done it once” Thank you for being the voice of reason, Clarice.

“Paul Krendler” *ugly screaming commences*

“you don’t have any people, Clarice” Aaand that’s the plot of the Hannibal novel!

looks like they even gave her the ring Jodie’s Clarice wears!

oh yeah, this Krendler looks like a sumbitch if I ever saw one. No one will ever be as perfectly cast as the dude in Silence imo, but a much better fit than Ray Liotta. 

“small carat, but it’s a sweet ring” A very in-character observation probably directly informed by her comments about nail polish in Silence.

she mentions this victim’s nail polish (!) being “tasteful,” and I shrieked a little again.

I understand it’s necessary for Krendler to be a douche, but there’s not even going to be any payoff for the audience (or Clarice) when Hannibal eats him, so boo.

wait...wait, why aren’t Clarice and Ardelia in their Alexandria duplex? They’re not just best friends, they’re roommates! For the entire seven-year story! GIVE ME THE DUPLEX!!!

BUT points for Ardelia bringing Clarice a treat, since she was always leaving her candy bars in the Silence book!

Clarice interacting with the washer/dryer is a nice nod to the books, too.

speaking of... “What did we learn in the laundry room back at Quantico?” For some reason this line made me actually cry, I guess because this whole episode has been such a love letter to something I love so dearly, and it’s making me emotional.

FIRST PRINCIPLES!

DESPERATELY RANDOM!!!

wow, the men in Clarice’s new office giving her lotion as a hazing “welcome” gift is awful, and now I’m just mad (which is the point of the scene ofc).

so this ex-military OC is the John Brigham stand-in, I take it?

if that means John Brigham won’t be here, No Thanks.

Clarice telling him she’ll drive...a tribute to Dana “Why Do You Always Have to Drive?” Scully, perhaps (who was herself inspired by Clarice) as well as a nod to Clarice’s love of cars?

“Why do they call you the bride of Frankenstein?” Sorry, I don’t have the legal rights to tell you about my last intimate relationship.

“Already on my way to West Virginia Granny Witch” Look, this show could crash and burn from this scene on, and it would still have been worth it just for these first 25 minutes.

I like that Clarice is shown wanting to help people, and the scene of her with the baby is a nice call-back to the eventual shoot-out at the beginning of “Hannibal”...but I hope they don’t try to domesticate her too much. Clarice needs her hard edges. To be tough (reasonably so)--a cub growing into its big cat’s claws.

also, somehow I doubt that Miss Valedictorian spent her six years in the Lutheran home “changing a lot of diapers,” but sure, okay. If her siblings are alive in this, she might have changed their diapers!

even though Krendler’s a real dickwad so far, he’s not slimy enough for me. Needs more grease.

“I got a call from your therapist who’s concerned that you might genuinely flip out” I really do not like this subplot Sam-I-Am. Aren’t the huge glass ceiling/Boys’ Club obstacles enough?

seriously, though, I know Hannibal tells her that the metaphorical lambs will come back--at the end of Silence, though, she’s at some kind of temporary peace, not in danger of “flipping out” any time soon.

if Esquivel really is our Brigham stand-in, I’ve got...problems with that. He was Clarice’s teacher and became her friend, not some Krendler double-agent. (Also worried they’re setting him up as a love interest for her which...eesh, no thanks.)

and sorry, I actually hate that Catherine kept Precious the dog in this.

I have no problem with Catherine being a character, or with her interacting with Clarice...that said, I don’t know if her being shown as severely traumatized and reaching out to Clarice as a form of emotional lifeline is...a good idea?

I understand the symbolism of Catherine’s smashed mirror, but...smashed mirrors are already a Thing in this series (albeit not Clarice’s chapter in it), and that’s all I can think of here.

Catherine’s a victim of unthinkable trauma. Nevertheless...she’s talking to the woman who saved her life. Who risked death to do it. I just don’t like the way this scene is written. Apparently, in this show’s canon, Catherine hasn’t gotten the help she needs. But Clarice isn’t her therapist, and it’s upsetting to have Catherine being all “I’ll never be safe and neither will you.”

how does Catherine remember “the mannequins, the autopsy table”?? And why is she throwing them in Clarice’s face?

I’m going to stop talking about this scene now because it’s making me angry and a little upset, which is maybe the point? I just don’t think it’s written well. If Catherine’s going to be a recurring character, I hope she’s shown getting professional, medical help.

Clarice finding the victim’s papers in the box of pads is a direct callback to her finding the photos in the jewelry box in Silence. Nice.

let’s agree that Hannibal and Crawford are both in Ardelia’s (too-cutesy-for-me) book

another nice little X-Files homage?

I have some qualms about that big climax, but...meh. It was capital-F Fine.

Yikes, this is a full week late. Thanks for reading this entirely-too-long post through to the end, if you’re still here! 

To sum up my thoughts...

The Good: 

the visual connections to the Silence film (that green coat/blue knit scarf combo in particular)

Rebecca Breeds’ performance overall so far

Clarice’s strong writing/characterization

her sense of humor and her inclination to call out bullshit

maybe it was just me, but I also got a sense of Hannibal’s influence on her in some of her dialogue--her blunt observations--and I love it

Ardelia Mapp

the repeated in-your-face references to Hannibal Lecter

the respectful, non-exploitative way the victims were treated by the narrative.

let’s just say, not all Harris-inspired shows managed to do this. :)

the many, many allusions to the novel

“you let that relationship be INTIMATE” !!!

The Bad: 

the near-constant implication that all Clarice’s trauma stems from her experiences in Gumb’s basement

I just don’t understand this one...it’s not supported by the text imo

the “Clarice-is-a-psychological-loose-canon” subplot

almost everyone calling her “Clarice”

NO DUPLEX IN ALEXANDRIA! Boo!

Esquivel maybe replacing Brigham

the narrative choices they’ve made surrounding Catherine so far.

Seriously: please let Catherine seek/get help instead of screaming “HELP ME” at Clarice, who after all risked her own life to save Catherine’s, over the phone.

The Ugly: Paul Krendler, lol. Confession time: I also don’t care for the way they’ve styled her hair. Not sure why it bugs me, it just...does.

Overall, I’m thrilled to death with this. I was so afraid it would be disappointing, so even if it’s not a five-star episode (and pilots rarely are), it’s a great beginning! It’s beyond amazing to see our girl on the screen again. Just this hour-long episode did her character way more justice than the entire Hannibal film. Despite its shortcomings, it’s such a loving homage to characters and a story that mean a lot to me, and I love it just for that.

Going forward, I’d like to see more of Clarice as a person. Her hobbies and interests--cars, sharpshooting, running, fashion magazines stuffed under her bed, horseback riding, her total inability to cook...anything would do. I of course want to see more of her with Ardelia. I want to hear more about her backstory and find out which version of it (truly orphaned when her father dies or sent away by her mother) they’ll choose to explore. And while we all agree that this show is about Clarice and she don’t need no man, I won’t lie: I’d gobble up more sly references to Hannibal. He’s her endgame, after all.

I’d also like to really see the warrior underneath. There are flashes of her in the last twenty minutes of this episode. But Clarice Starling is a big cat, she’s a warrior, she’s between iron and silver. I’d hate for her to spend most of this show doe-eyed and traumatized. I want her to be ferocious, to see the woman who’s a match for the monster.

Krendler needs to get nastier. He should make us feel like we need to shower. In the novels, he wants to use Clarice--only for her body. And when she won’t allow him to, he takes his revenge. That’s what makes him so particularly awful. Let’s amp him up here.

And finally...maybe I’ll appreciate Catherine’s scene more on a second watch. Maybe I’m not being sensitive enough to her trauma, her struggles. But I didn’t like the way that scene was staged or scripted, and I didn’t like the suggestion that she just hasn’t gotten help after a year and is subsequently taking her pain out on Clarice on some level. I hope future episodes handle this subplot, and her character, a bit better.

Please let me know if you guys would like me to do another of these monstrosities for the next episode. (I promise it won’t take me an entire week this time!) And thank you again for reading!!! 

#Clarice Starling #clarice #cbs clarice #rebecca breeds #media [cbs show] #char [clarice starling] #I'm sorry again about how amazingly late this is heh #you've probably all watched and processed by now and have moved on to Episode 2 but I am slow

[parachutingkitten]

Season 5 Analysis

STANDARD DISCLAIMER: I am going to be applying the concept of criticism to a TV show you presumably love and adore as much as I do. If you do not want your idea that the show is immaculate to be challenged, I would not advise reading past this point.

Additional Disclaimer: This includes criticism of Nya’s arc, so if you’re the type of person to get catty about this subject, turn back now.

Mood for this season: It’s spoopy time.

You don’t need to, but if you are interested, and haven’t seen my analysis of past seasons, you can find those here:

Pilot - Season 1 - Season 2 - Season 3 - Season 4

You can also find all of these, and future installments, on my blog using the tag #analysis 

Hey everyone! I’m still doing these things! Let’s see, when was my last one? Over two years ago...? Yikes, I owe y’all an apology. I really didn’t mean to put these off that long. Anyway, get ready to hate me, cuz although (for the most part) this seems to be the fandom favorite season… I think it’s overhyped. I know, don’t kill me. I’ll explain myself. I don’t think it’s bad or anything, it’s very well structured, but I definitely wouldn’t rank it among my favorites. First, for a little context, I am making a one second of every ninjago episode video right now, so I’ve been binging the series and all it’s shorts back to back, so I think I’ll have a bit more to say about connective tissue between seasons, and hopefully you guys can look forward to more of these analyses between now and the new year when I’m releasing that video. I’m also officially a film major now so… sorry if I come of as extra pretentious or get too deep. Anyway, let’s jump into the thick of it, shall we? 

Plot

This is probably the area I have the fewest number of complaints about. This season has a breakneck pace and it keeps everyone busy. I think that’s why people like it. Everyone’s favorite has something to do. Which brings me to the question… which ninja’s season is this? Lloyd is on a lot of the promotional stuff, but he’s possessed and out of the picture for over half the season, so that can’t be right. Cole turns into a ghost, and the season is a ghost season, but that can’t be right cuz I don’t know that I’ve ever heard anyone claim it was his. Nya reaches her true potential, maybe it’s hers? Well, she does have a large b-plot, but she is consistently not a part of the a-plot. Kai has a whole thing with being protective of Lloyd, he has his fear of water, maybe it’s just another Kai season? Thing is, it’s no one’s. It is an ensemble season, and I think that’s a healthy thing for ninjago to keep doing. The more we label certain seasons for certain ninja, the more complaining we’ll get about who’s turn it is for screen time that we’ll miss out on telling a good story. Also, If the season is focused on a ninja you don’t like, you are less likely to like the season (see my next analysis for that can of worms). Again, this season tells it’s story really well. Morro directly ties into the ending of last season, and Nya’s getting water powers was foreshadowed the season before. That’s some cool connective tissue to start. The opening episode establishes the three different things the ninja will be looking for, and for once they’re actual tools instead of a series of weapons, blades, masks, whatever. I like that. Jay has some really good humor, Zane has his speech changes, Kai has his irrational fears and protective instincts, Cole has his ghost angst, Lloyd has to deal with his father’s passing, Nya is a new water ninja, Wu has a shop to run and a student to reconnect with, even Ronin has an arc about developing morals and gaining friends. There’s the mystery about how to deal with the ghosts, what the rules are, there’s the leader subplot, the ninja’s money situation, and lore of the different realms, they even worked in Skylor and Borg, there’s a lot of cool stuff going on. This is a tightly woven script that manages to include a lot of new concepts that you get pretty quick. I don’t feel like there’s even that much fat to cut. The opening is a little slow and strange, and the cloud kingdom episode feels a little unnecessary, but I do like the idea of visiting a different realm early in the season so the audience isn’t caught off guard in the climax. Again, the plot all works for me, it’s the other stuff I find myself pretty meh on.

Characters

Ronin

I’m pretty sure Ronin is the only new (non villain) character introduced. I like him a lot. Ninjago needed a true wildcard to shake things up and be unpredictable. I also think he’s pretty nicely woven into the action of the plot. I think his introduction is a bit strange. Like, the ninja already know him, but we’ve never seen him before? Just the way they talk about him sounds like they’re quickly recapping who this guy is for those who missed previous episodes. It’s fine if the ninja already know him but either 1) Introduce or foreshadow him a season earlier or 2) Introduce their dynamic to the audience before it becomes plot relevant. Maybe the ninja are grumbling about him being a nuisance while tea shenanigans are going on or something. Or maybe you have a scene of him stealing the scroll and making snarky remarks about the ninja while he does it. Idk. just something so his sudden plot relevance isn’t out of nowhere. Also, I don’t hate his and Nya’s dynamic, but I know a lot of people love it, and I’m just not totally here for it. Is he supposed to be a father figure for her? Mentor? Frienemy? Just plain friend? (love interest???) it’s not super clear and I could have used some clarification. I also like his use and tie to the next season, so overall, well integrated character.

Nya

I’m adding in Nya here cuz she goes through a major character change, and how she’s handled is one of the things that rubs me the wrong way about the season. A lot of people will probably disagree and/or hate me for this section of the analysis so… here we go! The thing she has to get past to reach her true potential is fear of failure (supposedly) and the solution to that is to just… not care as much? First of all, I know this isn’t supper important, but the fun thing about the ninjago elements is that every elemental master matched up personality wise with their element. Jay is the energetic master of lightning, Kai is the hothead master of fire, Zane is the calm and calculating master of ice, Cole is the strong and dependable master of earth, Lloyd is the literal child master of energy. This especially goes for all the new season 4 masters. So what qualities are often associated with water personalities? Well, serenity, control, flexibility, elegance, patience… calm. You know, like a Zane type character (the element directly adjacent to hers). These are things that Nya isn’t - or at the very least don’t define her. (there’s also something to be said about water and its ties to more feminine qualities, which Nya has been actively shown to reject, but I won’t go into that rant here.) She was designed as the fire master’s sister, and when you try to fit a fire personality into a water shaped character mold… it doesn’t exactly mesh well. It doesn’t make sense. But, like I said, whatever. Maybe that’s the point? Like she has to change her personality to be more in tune with water? Sure. But let’s talk about this fear of failure thing. Because that’s the stated thing that dialogue tells us she needs to overcome. But when has Nya ever been afraid of failure? Fear of failure means avoiding doing something because of fear. Nya is ridiculously persistent, always has been (you know, fire personality). She tries training when no one tells her to, she makes her own alter ego to try and be a hero and save the people who would constantly tell her she wasn’t ready. Wu says she only wants things that come easy, but that’s never been her character before now, she has carried the team with her tech, research, and covert ops that no one forced her to do, all things which are not easy. Fear of failure is usually characterized by what if questions. If Nya is so afraid of failure, why don’t we hear her saying stuff like “but what if I’m not strong enough, what if I can’t save them in time, or worse, what if I lose control of my power and end up hurting people?” Cole shows much more of a fear of failure this season surrounding his insecurity about being a ghost. He wants to sit out from missions because he’s not sure he’ll be able to do it - he’s afraid of failure. But whatever, the writing isn’t clear at expressing her true setbacks, but she does display a real problem that a lot of people have and I think could have been well done if set up correctly. She shows an undying persistence that gets her too close, and makes her increasingly incapable. She lets her frustration hinder her progress (again, fire personality trait), and I think that’s interesting because I don’t think ninjago has done this character arc yet. The supposed solution to this problem is that she just needs to… care less? And yes, I kind of see where they were going with this, we sometimes cloud our natural potential by thinking about it too much, but saying “you need to stop caring” is the absolute wrong way to word it. Caring is not her problem, the problem is her control over the emotions that come from her caring. Caring is a good thing, and teaching kids that if you’re ambivalent about your problems, they’ll go away is not a good message. What she needs to do is take a step back. She needs to take a break, stop to think, and look at the big picture instead of hyper focusing on the roadblock directly in front of her. The usual and much better wording of the moral I think they were going for is “stop overthinking things”. Teaching kids to look at a problem from a different angle and give themselves time to cool down is a great thing. And just think of it, in the climax she could have this ah-ha moment where she steps back and looks at the bigger picture - the whole town, surrounded by the ocean - and gets the idea to sink the preeminent into the water, you could even easily tie that back into the bucket exercise, and that’s what triggers her true potential rather than the current… I’m honestly not sure what. Random flashbacks and the end of the season approaching quickly. Alternatively, you could tie it more directly into samurai x, and make her struggle with letting go of the past and allowing yourself to give up something good in your life to progress to something better. Anyway, I don’t think this was a bad decision long term, she needed to be solidified on the team as a full fledged ninja, I just think this season doesn’t handle the transition that well. Anyway, whatever, I’ll be waiting for your hate comments in the notes.

Romance

Um… there’s none this season? Like there’s a few Wusako moments that are still as weird as they were in season 2, but they’re really not prevalent. There’s also the Jay seeing the future thing which has some weird implications next season (again, some interesting connective tissue between seasons), but that’s about it. Maybe that’s part of why I don’t love this season? Like where’s the pixane? Lol, I’m kidding. But maybe that’s why a lot of people do like it. If you don’t like the canon ships… this is a nice little safe haven for you. Rare for a majority of the series.

Villains

So Morro is a good idea… in theory. I know he’s the fandom’s favorite edgy boy, but idk I think the brand of angsty teen they ended up with was more of an angsty 13 year old than 17 year old. His voice is really grating and I always want to yell at him to just… go get some cough drops. Stop throat screaming, use your diaphragm man! Also, everyone goes on about his last minute redemption, but as far as season 5 goes, he has like half a second of a change of heart. Literally, when Wu comes over and he’s drowning, he’s still being a persistent little idiot like “you never cared about me nooooo!” and it’s only at the last possible second that gives him the crystal, and even that he does it kind of saltily. The preeminent is pretty cool, I like her concept, her design, all that. All the other ghosts are fine I guess. Nothing super memorable out of them, although their aesthetic, especially when there’s a bunch of them swarming around is pretty cool. One last thing was I never understood how Morro “becoming the green ninja” worked and what exactly it was that… did for him? Like he didn’t actually get the power of energy, right? I don’t remember him using it. Did just him defeating Lloyd make him the green ninja? How does that transfer work? And why did he need it to take over the world or realms or whatever? Like I get that it’s supposed to give him more power and what not but idk, it wasn’t super clear. That’s a minor thing though.

Climax

Pretty cool. I like the ATMOSPHERE. Green light is a hard thing to use and justify correctly, but it works really well here, especially with the dark kinda gray blue sky complimenting it. When the preeminent starts walking into the ocean, it’s genuinely terrifying, but you understand exactly how it works and why she’s strong enough to do it. Nya’s true potential is again a little out of left field and could have had some better motivation put behind it. Like what is it Nya learned in that instant? To not be afraid to protect people? She’s… been doing that. Idk. I’ve hit on that enough for now. Overall, there was good variety. I like the green ninja fake out, I like the realm hopping, I even like the little Garmadon visit and Lloyd getting the robe. I feel like we didn’t need a part one and two, you could have had different titles. I mean come on. But hey, now we know, if Pix had only been there, the whole climax would have been wrapped up in like 10 minutes apparently. Pix for the win.

Humor

Really good. Like I’m surprised how much I laughed. Jay wasn’t annoying humor, it was good stuff, there were some good running gags, there’s a solid fourth wall joke about who the lead ninja is at the beginning of the season. Overall, I am pretty impressed. My favorite joke was perhaps the bit where Jay is sarcastically positive, the voice acting is just really solid. Then again, there’s also the whole Borg scene where he roasts half the ninja, that’s solid stuff right there. There’s just some really solid character interaction this season and the humor feels a lot more natural and less forced.

Drama

Okay, we’ve got a lot this season. Y’all know how I feel about Nya’s arc by now. It does not work for me. Ronin’s relationship with her is alright, but kind of comes out of nowhere. Ronin’s solo plot about kinda working for the ghosts works. Cole’s ghost angst works for the most part, although I wish he would have actually skipped a mission and then gone in to help save his friends once they can’t do it without him. That was probably the most solid drama of the season. The other main thing we have this season is Kai’s whole… fear/protective streak. This also doesn’t really work for me. Like, I get that Lloyd and Kai are friends and stuff, like his whole true potential was centered around Lloyd. But like, why does it have to be framed so weirdly? Sometimes in trying to make it seem like Kai is protective of him, it seems like the other ninja just like… don’t care about him? Not all the time, but there are some weird vibes. Also, it doesn’t really go anywhere. No one learns anything about themselves from this subplot, nothing comes of it, there isn’t really a payoff. Also, Kai has yet another irrational fear, this time of water, which really comes right the hell out of nowhere. They try to explain it away like “Oh, Kai feels powerless and so water can get to him” but like… what? That’s the exact situation he was in at the end of season 2 and he seemed perfectly content to literally swim across the ocean (which um… what do you mean the sworn protector of ninjago can’t swim?). Where is this coming from?! Again, it doesn’t really go anywhere, there’s not a point where he has to learn to confront it or he grows because of it. It’s just pointless stuff added cuz the writers like giving Kai vague trails to try and develop him. The cloud kingdom is kinda cool. That last minute twist about them working with Morro is… stupid and unnecessary though. 

Spotlight Episode

I really like the Spinjitzu master tomb episode. Some cool riddles, I like the first two rooms a lot. I do think the third room is a bit strange. Like, the clue was “don’t look ahead” and the solution was to look beneath them, which is the exact same solution as the previous room. Like, you already have magic ice that shows the future, why not play into that? Don’t look ahead could maybe mean don’t look to the future, the opposite of that being the past. Maybe they have to draw on their past adventures to solve it somehow? Learning from the past is a good lesson, right? But overall, I really like it. Some real solid humor this episode. This episode has the sarcastic Jay optimism, Kai totally stalling for time, Zane dealing a pretty sick burn on Cole, just a lot of fun stuff. I like it. It just has great energy and nothing feels like it’s drawn out for too long.

Misc

The aesthetic this season… can be inconsistent, but the main ghost vibe displayed in the opening theme is really solid and I really like it

Speaking of the opening, Ghost wip is great and the opening in on par with last season’s (which is my fav) for sure

Ice age references… okay.

Chima references…. OKAY...

Okay, but like Deepstone can… kill ghosts? Or not? Is it just something ghosts can touch? It’s supposed to be like water in weapon form, right? Like that’s how I understood it when they first introduced it. Wouldn’t the deepstone bars kill Ghoultar then? And then like, Cole’s bike is made of deepstone. He uses it as a weapon. Wouldn’t it kill him? It kills other ghosts when they touch it. How… how does it work?! I need answers!!!

The captain of the steam boat says they’re going as fast as possible, but later Ronin comes in and cranks it up like twice as fast… that always bothered me like, why would he lie about that? Who is this captain and why is he so chill about everyone’s lives?! And then later Wu cranks it up yet again, like the ship had slowed down to it’s previous speed. What the hell is happening with the controls of this ship???

So pissed that the nasty CGI nightmare cloud monster that chases the ninja is named Nimbus. Totally forgot about that. I have an OC with a cat named Nimbus… I promise, there is not going to be a stupid twist bout the cat being the monster thing in Mists of Fate. That would be very stupid.

I was all excited that season 13 gave us minecart chases, but I totally forgot season 5 gave us one first. I really like the return to the caves of despair btw, good reuse of a known location.

How many times this season did we do the: 

Kai: Oh, I don’t like water, I can’t do it uwu  Cole: ...You serious?

Thanks for reading! And if you got this far… I don’t know. I would love to hear your thoughts if you have any! These are just my opinions, so don’t think too much of it if you disagree.

-Kitten

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“You’ve cooked for a whole battalion, ro-bro,” Remus remarked, watching his brother put the lasagne into the still cold oven.

Roman turned around and shot him an annoyed look before he checked if everything was in place. The aubergine-tomato antipasti were in place, they had garlic bread in case someone wanted to eat something between the starter and main course. He had thought about making a primo piatto and a secondo piatto, but decided that they probably would have enough with the lasagne and like that everyone would still like to eat dessert; a fig and raspberry tart.

He hoped they would like it.

“They’re gonna love it. Now, go change. They’re gonna be here in like half an hour,” Remus told Roman as he nudged him in the side.

With a huff Roman disappeared and Remus looked around in the living room. Mrs. Snuffles was sitting on the cat tree Virgil had given them and looked at him with her beautiful blue eyes. Smiling he walked up to her and nuzzled his face against her fluffy face, her eagerly headbutting into the movement. Softly he lifted her from the tree, adjusted her in his arms and held her like one would hold a baby, gently swaying her in his arms.

Cats always had always been one of Remus’s favourite animals. Just how they carried themselves, how much elegance and dorkiness fit in one single, fluffy entity amazed him each time anew. And somehow it fit perfectly into their new life. A life, where their living room is spacey and bright. Where their couch didn’t smell funny and he actually liked the combination of the furniture they had.

“Earth to Remus?”

Remus flinched and turned around. Roman stood in the end of the hallway, grinning at his brother’s weird cat dance.

Remus blinked. Roman was wearing a thin wine-red cardigan, beneath a white t-shirt and the black slim fit jeans Remus had bought him. Together with the slightly condescending and yet somehow charming smug smirk on Roman’s face, he looked good. Really good.

“What have you done with my brother?” Remus joked and walked towards Roman. “He’s never been seen in nice clothes on a Sunday forever!”

Roman rolled his eyes and picked the hem of his cardigan’s sleeve. He knew it was a compliment. He appreciated it. But somehow it just felt weird to make himself look fancy. To try and look at himself in the mirror and like or at least accept what stared back at him.

“Don’t make such a sour face! You look splendid! Jan’s never going to be able to eat any of the food because he’ll keep gawking at your pretty face!” Remus insisted, seeing far too well that Roman was doubting himself.

Nervously Roman pressed his lips together and told Remus with a sigh: “That would be a waste of food.”

“Come on! I know what kind of hairdo that is! Look-At-Me-And-Hold-Your-Breath! This is dress to impress, and if you don’t admit you’re a dirty liar!”

With a mischievous glint in his eyes Roman retorted: “I didn’t say that’s not my intention. It’s just gonna be a shame for the food that’s going to be wasted, won’t it?”

With mock offence Remus stared at him with his mouth wide open before the twins broke into a laughing fit. Mrs. Snuffles didn’t appreciate the shaking very much and Remus had to let her down still giggling furiously, when the doorbell rang.

Remus gave Roman a nod and then walked up to the door, pressed the speaker and heard Logan’s voice: “Salutations. It is Logan Fojtík. Excuse the disturbance.”

“We invited you, bicho. You’re not disturbing,” Remus chuckled and pressed the button to let Logan in.

A few short moments after Logan had walked up the stairs and Remus greeted him with a wide grin and a hug. The bookstore owner reciprocated the hug after a short second of hesitancy and then gave Roman a cordial nod as a greeting. Roman just smirked at the awkward look on Logan’s face and told him to follow him into the living room. Roman also made the mental note that Logan was wearing the turtleneck sweater and the slightly nicer jeans he usually wore on Friday evenings, which seemed to be an outfit he reserved for special occasions.

With ease Roman then enthralled Logan in some casual conversation about the food he had prepared. Logan looked mildly interested, even though he looked over to Remus playing with Mrs. Snuffles several times. That too, Roman would definitely remember for future events.

But soon there came the next ring and Remus let Janus and Virgil in just has he had Logan. Virgil had brought some cat treats and a few more toys for Mrs. Snuffles and was soon sitting with Remus on the floor playing with the cat instead of socializing with the with the other people in the room.

“Seeing this makes me wish, I was a pet,” Roman comments amused as both Janus and Logan gave him a look. “Unlimited attention, affection and reassurance thrown at you with no questions asked and you won’t even be punished if you scratch an asshole’s face.”

“While that outlook does have its appeal,” Logan commented his eyes locked on Mrs. Snuffles trying to catch a string with feathers attached to its end, “I would not enjoy doing my business in a litter box or outside under a tree.”

Janus chuckled and sat down at the already set table. For a moment his eyes drifted over the plates, the cutlery, cutlery mats and napkins, which were set up carefully and beautifully, before he looked over to Logan and teased lazily: “What a humorous remark coming from you, Mrs. Fojtík. I didn’t think you’d have an ounce of fun in your body.”

Logan did not grace that remark with an answer but shot him a glare. Janus did not care for it and instead turned to Roman and told him: “The table looks marvellous, Roman. I don’t think I’ve ever been invited for dinner at someone’s place who had such a sweetly decorated table.”

Janus watched Roman’s eyes glow with pride and listened happily as Roman started to tell how he liked decorating and how it was a way to treat themselves with something nice.

“After all, sitting at a nice set up table makes one feel a bit like royalty, doesn’t it?” Roman rambled happily.

Janus answered with a smile and a nod and would have been content to listen even longer, when the doorbell rang again and Roman stood up to get the door.

Not too surprisingly, Patton had arrived and Roman let the tattoo artist into their flat. He had a cheery look on his face and promptly thanked Roman for the invitation.

“Oh, don’t mention it, padre! After the way you all helped us last Friday, I wanted to give something back. It’s the least I can do,” Roman said and shot a look over to Remus who looked up from Mrs. Snuffles in front of him and gave a little nod.

“Yeah, something happy for a change,” Remus said and looked down Mrs. Snuffles.

Remus’s eyes shone peacefully. Lips tugged in a lopsided smile. Patton felt his heart pound in his chest. Remus looked beautiful and in this very moment every fibre in his body was painfully aware of that. He actually shivered when Remus raised his look from Mrs. Snuffles to him and the little smile grew a little wider as he met Patton’s eyes. It was the best thing he had felt in a long time and he was sure that his smile reflected the sentiment well, as Remus chuckled and got up from the floor.

“Now, princesa, do you want to get us all into a food coma?” Remus asked and put his hands on his hips with an eyeroll.

Energetically, Roman jumped to action and ushered their guests to get to the table.

“Oh, I hope you’re hungry!” Roman announced in a singsong tone and the five others settled down around the table.

Curiously Janus looked into the kitchen from his chair, as Patton complimented Remus’s clothes; a green t-shirt with pink spots, a light blue jeans vest and orange skinny fit pants. Remus gave to comment back, adding that he liked the look of the pastel pink tank top, with black ripped-jeans and the bun Patton had put his hair in.

“Your hair is nice too!” Patton gave back and looked at the black messy hair on top of Remus’s head.

Remus tousled through his bangs and shrugged.

“Thanks. I don’t really know what to do with it. It’s a bit ‘meh’ so I tend to just let it do its thing.”

“Are you aware how to best take care of the hair type you have?” Logan suddenly chimed into the conversation.

And so, Roman served his aubergine-tomato antipasti, as the conversation about hair styling and grooming got started. Logan did most of the talking, Patton sometimes adding something and Remus curiously asking questions. The conversation only got interrupted when Logan finally started eating, after Roman chiding him for letting the food get cold. In that sudden pause, Janus took the chance to compliment Roman’s cooking, as the others did just a moment after.

They ate, talked and the mood was light and pleasant. Remus had, as promised earlier, gotten out his sketchbooks and went through it with Patton while Roman got the main dish ready. Virgil was once again playing with Mrs. Snuffles and Logan occupied himself by following Roman into the kitchen, asking about how he had prepared the antipasti from before and offering his help, which was politely declined. And Janus had sneaked away from the table and inconspicuously walked through the flat, looking in all rooms without entering any of them so his snooping around would not be detected.

Just as Janus peeked into Roman’s room, strikingly tidy with red and gold accented décor knickknacks, a hand was put on his shoulder and he flinched  as he was caught red-handed.

“You could have asked for a tour, Jay.”

Janus turned to see Roman smirking at him. Speechless he opened his mouth only to close it again and press his lips together. Roman grinned until Remus called from the living room: “Are ya’ making out? Should we not wait with the food for you?”

With an eyeroll Roman turned around but kept his eyes locked on Janus. A smile tugged at the edges of Roman’s lips and he said quietly: “I’ll be happy to show you around after you’ve told me how much you like the lasagne I’ve made.”

Finally, Janus found his composure again, grinned back and replied: “Then I’ll be kind enough to indulge you, Señor Segura Reyes.”

Roman chuckled and they went back into the living room. Smoothly Roman walked around the table to Janus’s seat, pulled it back for him and sat down telling his guest to help themselves with the lasagne.

Already anticipating Virgil’s questioning look Roman told him: “It’s vegetarian. I could have made a different dish for you but I didn’t feel like it and just made the meatless variant for all of us.”

“Cool. Thanks,” Virgil mumbled a little shyly before he took some of the lasagne.

“What did you take instead of the meat?” Logan asked eyeing the food in front of him judgingly.

“Spinach and Cheese. And if you find that inedible, I can get you something else,” Roman answered and rose his eyebrows playfully daring.

Logan pressed his lips together and looked back down to the food. It smelled good and it didn’t look like the vegetables his mother used to make him eat when he was younger. He could at least try. And so, he tried.

“Das ist alles andere als ungeniessbar,” Logan almost inaudibly said under his breath and took another bite.

Roman, who was sitting next to him, shot him an incredulous look which turned into an excited one and he enthusiastically said: “Danke sehr! Ich wusste nicht, dass du Deutsch sprichts?”

Baffled Logan looked up to Roman and the rest of the table did the same, not knowing what Roman had just said and why he suddenly spoke in a different language.

“Ich, uh, übe noch. Sprache war schon immer ein Leidenschaft von mir,” Logan said slowly, not quite certain if he had gotten the gender of ‘passion’ right.

“No way!” Roman exclaimed joyously, “Me too! Languages are so cool! Which ones besides German do you know?”

Logan blinked. Blinked again. Roman’s enthusiasm for languages matched his own passion, which was rare, and he seemed very eager to talk about it. Not dismissing him. He was not dismissing him, Logan realized, took a little breath and started telling Roman how he had begun learning Czech and Polish when he was in his early teens and over the years had added Spanish and German to the mix.

“That’s so cool! You have to teach me some Polish and Czech! I’d love to get into some new languages. It always interesting to see how they are different or the same to some languages I already know. And like, both are Slavic languages, right? I’m curious if they work similarly to Russian!”

“You speak Russian?” Logan asked intrigued.

“Not super well, but I’d get by. The wife of our florist mentor is Russian and I got to learn if from her. And he’s Brazilian, which is why I know some Portuguese. German, Italian and French I learned in school and from old Disney VHS movies Mamá got on a flea market. It’s so interesting to see how all of them sound and work and-”

“Yes, my thoughts exactly!” Logan agreed and the two kept on marvelling over the beauty of languages until the main dish was eaten.

The others kept quiet and just watched both men being unabashedly passionate about languages and how they work. Watched Roman stumble over his words because he got excited about tenses in Spanish and Logan raising his voice in euphoria about cases in Slavic languages. It was quite a scene they got to look at and none of them could complain, even though Remus would later claim that the nerding out over languages was the bane of his existence.

When all had finished their lasagne, Roman picked up the plates and put them into the dishwasher. The rest settled down on the couch, beanbag and the armchairs before dessert would get served. Remus and Virgil were yet again playing with Mrs. Snuffles and Janus, Patton and Logan just watched them have fun, since they were all a bit tired after the big meal. Roman soon joined them and sat down on the couch next to Janus, bickering a little with his brother about how he was neglecting their guests.

“What no! Look their all happy doing nothing after overeating on your stupidly delicious food!” Remus retorted.

Roman puffed his cheeks and nagged: “Still! You could at least try and indulge them in a convers-”

“Sorry, Rem, could you maybe check something on Mrs. Snuffles for me?”

Both twins shut up immediately and Virgil looked up from the cat to see Remus’s extremely concerned look.

“She’s fine! It’s fine! Just-” Virgil quickly added hoping he could stop Remus from freaking out - “just check something for me. Just touch her belly for me and tell me if what you feel.”

Remus blinked, gave a short nod and inched closer to the white cat lady. Softly he petted her until she laid down and carefully touched the side of her belly.

“It’s pretty normal, I think? Like I feel her breathing and some tiny movements, I guess? Isn’t that just digestion, though?” Remus asked warily.

Virgil rubbed the back of his neck, smiled and told Remus: “It could, but I think you might need to wait with neutering her. It’s possible that she’s pregnant but I’d have the vet check her to make sure.”

Remus squealed in an octave dogs and bats could hear and successfully made all guests jump in their seats. This was the best thing to ever happen to Remus and an ecstatic voice in the back of his head told him to kiss either Patton or Logan or even both just to get all the pent-up energy out. Instead, he tackle hugged Virgil, who was not prepared for Remus’s hug and fell backwards so both ended up laying on the floor.

And while that happened and drew all the attention on Remus and Virgil, Roman had a silent anxiety attack. Trembling he stood up, quietly mumbling No estoy preparado para ser padre. and taking out his phone to open the app where he had to arrange little squares according to hue. He forced himself to concentrate on the colours, on moving his fingers accordingly and not focus on the fact that their cat would-

Colours. Sorting. Making a clean perfect hue.

I am a wonderful, amazing, gorgeous, magnificent hue-master!

Alright. Okay.

Roman turned back to look at his brother, who was still almost smothering Virgil and decidedly walked up to them. Firmly he grabbed Remus by the arm and pulled him back a little.

“Stop pestering him! Get up and go whip cream to get your energy out. I need more calories after this shock,” Roman chided Remus.

Snickering Remus got up, shoving Roman a little in the shoulder and turning towards the kitchen.

“Oh, you’ll love them too! Don’t worry,” Remus told him as he disappeared.

Roman fumed for a few seconds, massaged the bridge of his nose before he offered Virgil his hand to get up.

“How many kittens does a cat have in a litter, generally?” Roman asked in the most defeated tone they had ever heard him use.

Virgil cleared his throat and answered: “Around four. And don’t pick her up until you know for sure if she’s pregnant or not. You could accidentally hurt the babies.”

Roman nodded and declared that they would have desert now, since he now needed some stress food. Before long the six men sat at the table again, all with a big slice of a fig and raspberry tart. Roman had put a big spoon of whipped cream on his slice and told the others to help themselves with the cream as much as they wanted. Patton took the offer and toasted Roman with a sympathetic smile as Remus bounced on his chair and asked Virgil a million questions about kitten’s and how to care for them.

It was more than clear that Remus was very hyped for the potential of a kitten litter and was already unwilling to give away a single one of them. No matter what Roman would say, Remus wouldn’t change his mind and Roman had to accept it.

“Hey, if they ever get too rowdy and you need a break, I can maybe catsit? Is that a thing?” Patton offered.

That got a snicker out of Roman and he thanked Patton for the gracious offer but Remus would have to catsit, since he was the one who wanted to keep them. Remus said he would do that happily and the evening continued calmly. After finishing desert Roman showed Janus the flat and around ten the four guests eventually bid goodbye and left the twins to themselves.

The tension on Roman’s shoulders had eased away a bit. But it was still there. He still felt it linger and he was glad when Remus asked if he should clean the kitchen, so Roman could get ready for bed.

But next to Remus nobody seemed to have noticed. Which was good and what Roman had wanted. He told himself.

He didn’t want others to know. They didn’t need to know. After all, he had it under control.

At least, that was what he told himself.

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She (See You Again Pt. 2)

Pairing: The Mandalorian x fem!Reader

Summary: Sequel to See You Again. Reader gets comforted by the Mandalorian, causing some feelings to rise to the surface.

Rating: T

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Mentions of child death, mentions of violence and torture

A/N: I feel like this is shitty but I also don’t if that makes sense? I don’t know I feel very meh about this whole thing.

Part 1 is right here

Y/N wished she could forget the way they looked when she had found them, but that image would be burned into her mind forever. Luna was hidden behind her father, clutching the stuffed nerf toy that Y/N had bought after her first day as bounty hunter in the Guild. Her sweet little girl that wouldn't hurt a bug and that made friends with everyone had spent her final moments in fear. Her father had died protecting her, his blaster still clutched in his hand. Arn was a good father, a great father until the end.

Y/N had took her time, carefully wrapping the bodies in extra sheets. Tears streamed down her face as she dug two deep holes under one of the few trees on the property. It was Luna's favorite place on the entire planet. Every time Y/N would come home, she would sit with Luna underneath that tree and tell her about everything and anything the little girl wanted to know as the sunlight streamed through the branches, warming them. Luna would curl up up into her mother's side, holding onto one of her toys, listening closely. Sometimes they'd be woken up by Arn an hour or two later, when the sun was setting. It was times like this that the outside world faded away and the only people in the galaxy was Luna, Arn, and Y/N.

When Y/N first held Luna in her arms, she'd knew that she would do anything for her little girl. Y/N loved her child with every fiber of her being, more than she though would be entirely possible. That's why she didn't mind taking up bounty hunting. Y/N needed to make good money for her little girl and bounty hunting was a steady profession (if you were good at it like Mando or Y/N). Of course she wished she could be there for every single little moment, but Y/N was okay with missing that (well not entirely) if that meant she was able to give Luna everything. The last thing Y/N would be able to do for her sweet little girl would be burying her in her favorite spot, underneath that big deal, next to her father.

The bounty hunter waited until they were both buried before she made her way into town on a speeder. Y/N was armed to her teeth, completely full of rage. Those bastards were going to pay to what they did her baby, to Arn.

And they did.

Every single imp that had wished they had died in the war or wished they were locked away fro life. She was merciless as she cut through the battalion of stormtroopers, her rage and grief fueling the mess she was creating. The village was littered with bodies, their helmets smashed in and blaster holes in their armor. The war lord that had orchestrated the whole thing was hiding when Y/N burst through his door, cowering in fear of the woman painted in blood. The man had begged and pleaded for mercy, but it all fell on deaf ears. Torture was never her thing when she had worked for the Guild, but this situation was different. She had wanted to make him feel like she feeling in that moment.

So Y/N carved his heart out of his chest with a vibroblade.

After that, the rage had dissipated, leaving behind this hollow feeling in her chest. The villagers wandered out from where ever they were hiding, looking for the new Republic soldiers that must of helped them out, but only found Y/N. The bounty hunter let them take care of the mess, the villagers's gratitude falling on deaf ears as she left town. Y/N felt still guilty over the whole situation. She knew that if she been there, none of this would have happened. She felt like there was no reason for her to continue her profession since the only reason for her to be in that line of work was gone. So she sent the message to Greef Karga, let him know that she was leaving it all behind, but gave him the coordinates for emergencies.

It had been two cycles since then, two cycles since her little private life had been ripped out of her grasp, since her little ray of moonlight had been ripped away from her. Now she was sitting on the little couch in the home that was never truly hers, a cup of warm tea in her hands. The Mandalorian had retired to the bedroom and the Child was sleeping in his cradle. The house was too quiet and Y/N couldn't stand it. She stood, grabbing the threadbare blanket that rested on one of the chairs in the room and then grabbed a flashlight before walking outside.

It was a warm summer night, the hum of insects filled the air. Earlier, Y/N and the Child had been playing, enjoying the weather. The mood had shifted now it was just her out here, making her way towards the tree. This wasn't the first time she's done this, going to the tree in the middle of the night. Sometimes Y/N just gets too restless, too lonely. She just wants to feel close to her daughter.

Y/N spreads the blanket out on the ground, right next to the unmarked graves. She lays down on top of it, looking up to see the moon through the branches and leaves. Being out here, under the moon brought her some sort of comfort. Inside, everything reminded her of the two people she lost. Y/N couldn't even inhale without a wave of hurt crashing over her sometimes. Out here, she could pretend that everything was okay.

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The Mandalorian was about to drift off when he heard the front door open and shut softly. The noise made him sit up in the bed, his head turning towards the window. The bounty hunter stood and walked over to it. He opened the curtain slightly, hiding his bare face as he looked out the window. He could see a beam of light coming from a flashlight aimed towards a tree. Mando could see glimpses of Y/N as she moved around before the flashlight shut off.

He let go of the curtain, moving back to sit on the bed. Some part of him told the bounty hunter to go out there and make sure his friend was okay, but the other part of him told him to let her be. Y/N most likely needed some time to herself, after all she had been only focused on him and the Child for the past week. Mando felt bad that they have invaded her life in such a way, especially with what he knew now. He couldn't comprehend how she was just okay with him and the kid being in her sacred place. He didn't even like other people on the Razor Crest.

The Mandalorian wiped a hand over his face as he mulled over his thoughts. He still was incredibly confused about what he had learned earlier in the week and even more confused by his feelings about the situation. The bounty hunter had started to look at his friend in a completely different light and it was hard to act like everything was okay with this new information weighing heavily on his shoulders.  The entire time he had known her, she had a child, a family. A little girl that Y/N had skillfully hid away, in hopes that she'd be safe from the worst in the Galaxy. Mando didn't understand how she was able to carry on, able to keep going after something like that.

He sighed, grabbing his boots from beside the bed. Y/N has been feeding him and the Child, caring for them, and letting them use her home. The least the Mandalorian could do is to make sure his friend was okay. He stood up and put his beskar helmet on. There was no reason to darn all of his armor if he was just going to go outside to possibly comfort her. Mando tried his best to be silent as he left the bedroom and moved through the small home before he slipped out the front door.

The incessant buzz of the insects greeted him as the Mandalorian walked outside. He kept his visor on the woman laying underneath the tree as he made his way towards her. It didn't take him long to reach Y/N. She didn't even glance at him and surely didn't pay him any attention as he slowly sank to sit down beside her. One arm was tucked behind her head while the other rested on her stomach.

"You didn't have to come out here you know." She announces, still keeping her eyes on the sky above. The Mandalorian nodded, shifting so he could find a more comfortable spot. He’s laid on worse, at least there’s a blanket to slightly soften the ground.

"I know." He responds, trying to figure out what to say. Y/N glances towards him before looking back up at night sky, sighing softly.

"Mando, can you please lay down? I came out here to calm down and I can't if you're as stiff as a statue." She tells him, her voice as calm and even as ever. Mando nods his head and does as she asks, laying down on the blanket beside her. He feels like he should say something to her, but he's a Mandalorian. They don't talk about their feelings.

"It's a nice....tree." The words are incredibly awkward as they go through the modulator in his helmet. Mando immediately regrets even coming outside, calling himself every name in the book. Y/N cracks a small smile, a soft chuckle slipping out.

"It is. It was her favorite place." Her voice trails off towards the end, the smile on her face falling. The Mandalorian's eyes widen slightly under the helmet, once again feeling that he is intruding on something special, something way too intimate.

"What-What were they like?" He questions, not knowing why he is asking. Y/N stays silents for a moment and Mando wants to take those words back, wanting to shove them way down.

"His name was Arn. He was extremely kind and nice-a shitty pilot though." That smile appeared on her face again, humor filling her voice, "Arn was handsome and funny and he was the only one in my battalion that was the same age as me. That's why we had an...arrangement. When I found out I was with child, he wanted to marry me-make the whole thing legit. The war was over and things looked nice for once."

"You didn't want to marry him?" The Mandalorian is genuinely curious as he tries his best to remember the man from the hologram she had showed him. He was handsome, from what he could remember. Y/N sighs, shaking her head.

"No. I loved Arn, but not in the way he wanted me to. He was upset, but there wasn't much that I could do. I still wanted him in Luna's life, so we made a deal. He'd take care of her and I'd provide for the family. Arn was much better at emotions than I was." She explains, Mando watching her the whole time. Y/N turns her head, looking at something he can't see beside her as she continues, "That's what I thought before I had Luna though. When I looked at her-Maker, everything changed."

The Mandalorian stays silent as she takes in a shaky breath. Through his visor, he could see that she shut her eyes.

"She was the sweetest little girl in the entire galaxy. When we went into the village, she had to greet every person she saw. When I'd come home, Luna would always want to sleep right next to me- she just needed to be right next to me all of the time. And I loved it so much. I loved having her so close to me. I was looking forward to it when I last came home and-" Y/N's voice breaks and her eyes open. Her throat is closing up, that oh so familiar pain setting in as she desperately tries blink away the tears in her eyes. Her hand slips off of her stomach, resting beside her on the blanket.

"I'm sorry, Y/N." Mando doesn't know exactly what to say. He's at a loss for words and he is trying to figure out how he is suppose to console his friend. It's not that he usually doesn't feel empathy, but right now his heart is aching and he just wants to help her.

"The first time you came with the Child...it hurt. I mean there is other children i the village, but seeing you with that little green baby? It felt the Galaxy was mocking me. Like everyone but me is allowed that happiness, is allowed a family." There's no bitterness in her words as she forces them out, a stray tear rolling down her temple. The bounty hunter stops breathing for a moment, guilt suddenly filling him. He never thought about that, even after she had told him about her secret life. The Mandalorian felt like shit for coming here and hiding out with the Child, unintentionally worsening her pain. He turns his helmet towards her fully. Mando doesn't really know why his hand reaches out and rests on top of hers, but it does. Y/N stiffens for a moment before easing up slightly, her hand moving slightly so she's holding his. This is new territory for both of them and neither of them know how to feel about it. All they know is that they don't hate it.

"I wish-I wish you would've told me. I never want to hurt you, unintentionally or not." He tells her and for the first time tonight, Y/N turns her head to look at him.

"We weren't close like that, Mando. We didn't share emotions with each other." She replies and the man beside her sighs in response.

"I know. Are you-Is it okay now?" The Mandalorian asks and Y/N gives him a small smile.

"I would've made it clear if it wasn't, Mando. I lo-I enjoy having the two of you around. And besides, it's good seeing you so happy." She tells him and the bounty hunter doesn't really understand why his stomach twists in knots or why his face is suddenly feeling hot under the helmet. Y/N looks back up at the sky as she says, "You're a good dad, you know."

"How do I know? How can I tell if I am doing it right?" It's a moment of weakness, she notes. While he may be holding her hand, it's the Mandalorian's questions that catches her completely off guard. It's out of character for him, but Y/N isn't about to let them hang in the air.

"You won't be able to tell. There's going to be days where you feel like you're the worst parent in the Galaxy, but trust me when I tell you that you aren't. That kid is lucky to have you and you're lucky to have him." She replies, her words settling over him like a wool blanket, warming him from the outside in. The Mandalorian swallows hard.

"He really likes you, you know. I have never seen him take to someone so easily." He starts, looking up at the moon through the branches, "My offer still stands."

"Do you act this way toward Greef? Or do I get special treatment?" Y/N teases, desperately wanting to lighten the conversation, “You’re getting awfully soft on me, Mandolorian.”

“Don’t go telling everyone.” He retorts and Y/N is once again surprised at his attempt at humor. Mando didn’t know how much he wanted her to be happy until he hears a soft laugh escape her mouth. He glances down to their still intertwined hands, a thousand thoughts filling his beskar covered head. Her eyes feel heavy, her emotions having worn her out. Y/N shifts on the blanket, moving a little closer to her partner. The Mandalorian is drawn out of his thoughts when her shoulder touches his. He’s about to move, sitting up slightly, to give her more room when she holds onto his hand a little tighter, making him stop.

“Stay. Please.” Y/N voice is soft as she looks at back at him. Mando looks back at her, trying to quickly decide in his mind. Worry was now etching into her face, her mouth opening so she could try to take back her words. Instead of letting her speak, Mando lays back down, arms pressed against each other. His heart is beating fast and Maker, it has to be loud enough that she can hear it.

Multiple emotions are swarming through the Mandalorian’s head. For one, he was still worried about Y/N, worried about what might happened if she stays here all by herself. Another part of him was sort of happy that Y/N was letting him and the Child stay here, more than enjoying how she took care of them. The bounty hunter was also confused on how he felt about how their hands entangled together and how close they were right now. Those feelings he is sure that he has never before. It something that is making him more at ease than he has ever felt in his entire life. He isn’t quite sure why these feelings are suddenly arisen now-especially since they’ve worked together on multiple bounties-but when it comes to Y/N there isn’t much he was sure of anymore.

The Mandalorian glances down at the woman who is now resting her head on his shoulder. She’s fast asleep, the worried look on her face having melted away. He would most likely never say it aloud, but there’s a word on the tip of his tongue that. Kandosii’la. Mando was sure that he could call her that and Y/N would never know what he was saying. Only he’d know. That’s when it hit the bounty hunter-a word for how he felt about the woman against him suddenly appeared in his mind. A word that made his stomach twist in a dozen different knots.

Guuror.

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Mandalorian Translations

Guuror- to be fond of

Kandosii’la- stunning

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