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divineerdrick · 3 months

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Homestuck: Beyond Cannon January Upd8

Back to our cool boy! Look at him! Look at those buck teeth! Such serious feels~

"As a well-know bard (NOT THAT ONE) . . ." XD I don't know if they're planning on doing anything with this, but Homestuck trained me to pay attention anytime I see color, particularly colors grouped together.

Also, I'm sure I'm missing references in some of the discarded costume/fashion pieces.

Okay. Now I know you're playing on my nostalgia! A bunny in a box is just a little on the nose.

Wait . . . why did the narration slip into Vriska's quirk?

Oh . . .

Oh no . . .

Let's put a pin in that and keep reading . . .

Dammit . . . take my nostalgia and twist like that? Mean . . .

"You begin to feel some pangs of nostalgia . . ."

Hah! See! They know exactly what they're doing!

"Sheriff Dry Hops!" XD

"You have a feeling it's going to be a long day."

Okay . . . I can't decide if laying it on this thick is hilarious, annoying, or, in proper Homestuck fashion, both!

Okay. I'm not even going to point out all these call backs at this point.

Yeah, um, Harry? I really don't think you get how much of a bad idea this might be. You're lucky if all that is happening is your messages aren't getting sent.

Hmm . . . Vrissy's attitude towards Vriska is interesting. It's clear she's not enamored or hero worshipping, she still very much wants to be her own person. But she still seems to be buying into Vriska's legend quite a bit.

Actually, it's interesting the references to the legends in these conversations. It can be hard to remember, from our perspective as readers for whom these were our beloved kids, that these characters are literal gods. They are venerated and even worshipped by the people of Earth C. Even our new set of kids, who were raised by them, can't help but grow up in their shadow. I hope they play more with that and the effect it has to have had on their development.

Oh! And we have a cliffhanger. Something is glowing red and ominous and has taken the kids by surprise.

My first idea is that I'm wondering if they've met Yiffy. We still don't know much about her past, other than that she was totally not taking any of Jane's shit. She seemed relieved to see her moms, but that doesn't mean thing are hunky dory there.

What else can be on that ship? Well it's possible Jane might have made a move, and they've got foes to face. It's also possible that one of or the collective moms are very much not happy, and this is their red-hot anger. I don't think this has anything to do with Karkat, it's the wrong red.

And, of course, since it's a new team with new ideas, this could be the introduction of a new concept, character, or other plot element.

Now! Back to that pin!

So one of the themes of post canon Homestuck is controlling the narrative, often depicted literally. The Epilogues were a battle in miniature between Dead Tier Calliope and Dirk. There was also a long running, unconfirmed theory that our Calliope might have been writing, intentionally or not, the Candy Timeline.

Now Dead Tier Calliope has supposedly sealed off the Candy Timeline and trapped it within her black hole. It is, in theory, beyond the reach of anyone's influence in the Meat Timeline.

But who else has been shown previously to be able to control the narrative? Who has demonstrated the power to wrench control away from the author, even when he's trying to scorn her, and bring it back to her. Who's classpect literally describes her tendency to "steal the spotlight."

And who is now running amok in the Candy Timeline, with the impression it's a fake universe she doesn't have to care about. A universe just waiting for someone to manipulate and play with it like prey in her web.

This could be bad . . .

#homestuck #homestuck beyond canon #live blogging #hs spoilers #homestuck liveblog #homestuck spoilers #hs #homestuck beyond canon spoilers #upd8 spoilers #update spoilers #upd8

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vergilsama922 · 11 months

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Question: What motivated you to even begin doing all this, all the Hope Universe?

(人◕ω◕) Interesting question. Well I suppose it really boils down to three things really. @wesst1 story "Everyday life with ultimate girls" which you can find here. @pyropsychiccollector story "Danganronpa: Another IF" which you can find here

And the fact that generally speaking, Makoto is not only the most unpopular main character but also he is the only one that actually inspires me. Right. So Why did I bring up Wesst1 and pyro? Well because both of them helped me get into exploring Makoto with others. See, I used to be a bog standard Naegiri & Naekusaba fan. Didn't really think much of shipping the egg with others. But reading Danganronpa: Another IF by @pyropsychiccollector really sold me on NaeCeles around Chapter 3 and Naezono throughout the story From there I became obsessed with other types of shipping and pyro will tell you I quickly reached out to him and well here we are XP But in the early days we were also talking about NaeChisa when there were like 1-3 images out there on the entire internet. And yeah...I quickly fell down the rabbit hole. NaeHina, Naekawa, NaeJunko, Naezono and after reading @wesst1 story, my mind blew wide open. The way he set it up by having Makoto interact with OTHER Girls from GD and V3....Yeah man that shit was revolutionary. Suddenly I had a reference point to expand beyond my initial Class 78 girls with the egg. From here on, I just wanted to explore shipping Makoto with others. Sonia, Akane, Mikan, Ibuki (@pyropsychiccollector she's still an agent of chaos), Miu, Kaede, Angie, Tenko, etc And well funnily enough I started getting into Koikatsu around this time. Same program I use for all my 3D stuff. See, on a site called Pixiv there was this guy called Demco. He made all the main series characters sans Ruruka and Seiko. But there was a rub. He was SUPER paranoid? Controlling? XDDD @notpistol knows what I'm talking about. He basically had this rule where you couldn't share his danganronpa characters at all or he'll private everything and you wouldn't get access to future updates of a character as he improved the designs. Several times though they would get leaked and he eventually went nuclear and just stopped making cards and took down all his links. Around this time I had to quite literally look at pictures he would still post and figure out the new changes and looks and replicate it myself (with limited success). So Demco became this new....goal or rival to beat XDDD I would tell @pyropsychiccollector about Demco's madness but brilliance and my desire to succeed him.

So I practiced and developed my skills. Not long after I began making my own characters Demco never made like Miaya and the Student Council~ Those were my first ever characters I made that nobody did. @notpistol also started making the spin-off/LN/Manga characters like Sayaka's idol group or Yui and Hiroko! So between the two of us and I forgot to add but there was a lad who made Seiko and Ruruka and did a GOD tier job with the early designs. Also, someone made Danganronpa Another cards but they....weren't that good XDDD. But yeah between me and @notpistol we basically started making every danganronpa character that had an image. I think though what made me really make the Hope universe was....okay. I finally became a solid creator. I could replicate/improve upon Demco's cards and I made new characters. But there wasn't a grand plan or anything. I was just using them for shipping stuff and my goal at the time was to show Makoto x <Insert Girl> art and family stuff.

A NaeAngie family picture or Makoto with Tsumugi and their child or NaeCeles Family or Naekawa wedding. Stuff like that. My earliest Koikatsu work was in fact Makoto x Chisa and soon after Makoto x Celeste and Makoto x Junko. You seen the kids and stuff. However once I saw DRA1 and SDRA2 I decided.....I can make all of this work. XDDDD I became unapologetically greedy and decided to make a huge harem and @wesst1 already showed me it can be done! So I decided to incorporate fangan stuff but I didn't have an overall plan or story or anything. it was more or less "Hey I'm a huge Makoto harem shipper, here's this big family" But as I decided to add more characters and what not, I began figuring out who goes where. And creating the initial groundwork for classes. It wasn't until the brilliant @putaindeplagieur contacted me and made this kickass Excel spreadsheet listing all the classes, who teaches the classes and yeah we worked together for months and I pitched him the idea of opening up multiple schools and we (Mostly him) organized that shit! XDDDDD Which led to the Hope Universe we have. I wanted a corner of the internet where we get some wholesome fluff and family stuff with the egg. No deaths, no murder porn, none of that stuff. And I needed it because life fucking sucks here in America especially as a minority so it became this outlet for me. In my single-minded devotion to this project, I created something special with the help of @putaindeplagieur, @pyropsychiccollector and @notpistol Eventually though as of late last year I wanted to add some story to all of this. Me and @pyropsychiccollector have been spitballing idea's for skits and stuff and yeah. Laughing Man Saga for the family 15 years post Class 78 Graduation and I'm hard at work for the Kamukura/Tragedy story while they're at Hope's Peak.

Bit of a long read and stuff but yeah...I started this all not just to make makoto shippers happy and stuff but because It's therapeutic for me and maybe a few others. I know @makoto-naegi-stud-and-friends has also been making some Naegi centered stuff! I guess also another big part of WHY I made the hope universe is to give characters a better life. Junko is doing much better, Kanade, Ruruka, Seiko, Natsumi, Kotoko, Tsumugi, etc. I just wanted to take all these characters and put them in a better world (not a perfect one) free from all that despair and stuff. Real life is already fuckin miserable here with constant mass shootings, the far right losing their minds over LGBTQIA stuff and corporations turning America into Neo-Feudalism slowly over time. What do I gain from seeing so much darkness in DRA1/SDRA2? And yeah I also wanted to have characters from these fangans get a chance to be happy and stuff since projects either get canceled or we run into the initial dilemma of so much dark and depressing shit.

Dunno. For me at least, I need fluff since I'm always exposed to so much despair in real life. XDDD And I hope you all enjoy the stuff I do~

#danganronpa #danganronpa au #makoto naegi #hope universe #fanganronpa

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robinbuckme · 2 years

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steddie, my loves

who else is anxious for v2?? anyways here’s some steddie fics in no particular order to help soothe the soul. i’ve marked my favs with a (*)

*Not So Bad [43k, M] by outofmygourd

Vecna is dead. It's the summer after the party's freshman year. Steve Harrington spends it in the Family Video Store, and Eddie Munson is spending post-graduate life bothering him. And maybe Steve isn't as bothered as he used to be.

incredible, amazing, absolute god tier. if u also enjoy fics that feel like wrapping urself in a soft blanket straight from the dryer, then this is a must

open up your lovin’ arms (i want some, i want some) [7k, G] by oaseas

Dustin's concerned Steve's going to die alone. Steve's concerned Dustin won't ever understand the concept of boundaries.

Or: Dustin attempts to save Steve's love-life.

i love steve and dustin so much y’all. and eddie is too precious in this

*To Be Loved For No Reason At All [21k, T, WIP] by beetlesandstars

It all starts with Steve finding Eddie Munson in Alison Brown’s bathtub.

Or, how one night leads to a conversation, leads to shotgunning, leads to The Rocky Horror Picture Show, leads to confessions. Steve's just along for the ride.

absolutely wonderful. you’ve got soft vulnerable steve and insecure but precious eddie. love love love

sweetheart, will they ever find out? [2k, M] by ShipperTrash140109

He’s finally beside the nightstand, reaching for the jeans, when above him someone- Steve- grunts and inhales sharply, a soft, confused “Dustin? What are you doing?” In the doorway, Mike and Lucas slide away from view

“I’m looking for your keys,” Dustin whispers almost indecipherably in an attempt to be as quiet as possible.

“Who’re you talking to?” as if things couldn’t get worse, a deep voice pipes up from out of view, and Dustin realizes it’s the person in bed with Steve.

short, sweet, and hilarious

Hey Babe, Your Hair’s Alright (Hey Babe, Let’s Stay Out Tonight) [42k, T] by BowieBond

His bed was familiar, comfortable, warm. He never wanted to leave it. To face this town ever again.

So he just...didn’t get up.

He never imagined who would have the biggest problem with that decision to succumb.

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After Eddie is humiliated at graduation by the town who still believes him to be the murderer, he breaks. He recluses.

Steve isn't taking his shit for a second, and he's not letting Eddie's fire burn out.

this one makes my heart hurt for poor eddie. good thing steve is there to take care of him!

*sub-culture [55k, T, WIP] by palmviolet

“Is he whining about Eddie being mean to him again?” Robin is leaning in the doorway, eating a leftover slice that’s probably cold by now. “You talk about him more than you talk about girls, Steve, it’s getting concerning. Anyone would think you had a crush.”

or, steve is pretty convinced eddie now hates him. turns out eddie has the opposite problem.

painful but sweet and hopeful too. also have i mentioned i love found family? so so much??

hot patootie [1k, M] by iwishiwasreal

"Jim couldn't help but groan as his headlights illuminated a maroon BMW.

Just like the car Steve Harrington drove nowadays."

Hopper finds Steve Harrington having a rendezvous in the backseat of his car with unexpected company.

this ones the second part of a series but u don’t have to read the first to understand. hopper pov but surprisingly sweet and funny

*four walls [2k, T] by shroooms

steve, eddie, and home

we need more wayne munson appreciation!! once again loving the found family vibes

*sir stephen strider finds his suzie [5k, G] by lesbianrobin

Dustin watches Eddie's face as everyone else giggles. He's retained his typical intimidating smirk for much of this encounter, but as Steve stumbles through his fictional seduction, Eddie's eyes soften. His smirk slowly turns to a small grin.

“Didn't Wizard Romeo and Juliet both die?” he asks, in that same low, grumbly voice he always loves to use for big scary bad guys. The effect is jarring.

“Well, yes, but… they loved each other first,” Steve says, oddly sincere. “I think love is worth the risk. Wouldn't you agree? And then, uh, I'm gonna take off my helmet and, like—” Steve tosses his hair, shaking it out dramatically and running a hand through it afterward to fix any wayward strands.

"Ew,” Mike says.

Nancy presses a hand over her mouth, but it does nothing to hide her smile. Usually, this is the point where Eddie would make them all roll initiative. Dustin has his D20 ready. But Eddie smiles. Eddie fucking smiles, and not in that maniacal way he does before siccing something horrific on them, he fucking beams, and says, "You're gonna scrape your neck on his mace doing that, just so you know."

this one is SO heartwarming. dustin centric but i love getting his pov. he clearly loves steve and eddie so so much and just wants the best for them. fantastic all around

*when you need me, call me (no matter where you are) [4k, T] by fivecenturiesverse

Steve isn't having the best time of it but he's trying to make time for his kids. Then everything goes to shit again. At least he gets a fugitive boyfriend out of it.

When it all starts happening again Steve mentally blames Tammy Thompson’s singing, probably woke Vecna up and he was all like “these people need to remember their favourite songs, because if that’s the musical talent in this town… boy are they fucked” or something along those lines. Or maybe he’s just feeling a little bit insane because he just saw Max — little Max with the red hair who scared him a little bit and saved him from Billy that one time — floating up in the sky like, like an angel. And he couldn’t do a thing but hope Max really, really likes Kate Bush.

found! family! steve is such a good mom in this one. i love his relationship with the kids and robin and how he just cares so so much. this ones kinda melancholy but i love it

luck couldn’t get any worse [4k, T] by anniebibananie

Eddie Munson has gum stuck in his hair. Steve is happy to help.

this one has no right to be this cute

*my name for you [12k, T] by kefisdemise

a small look into the development of steve and eddie's relationship through conversation and situation. or, five times eddie uses a nickname (read: pet name) for steve, and one time steve uses one for eddie.

i have SUCH a soft spot for pet names. love love love the progression of their relationship in this one, an absolute must read

*got to get you (into my life) [6k, M] by wayferette

Steve isn't willing to spend fifty dollars on drugs, and the only other person everyone is buying from just so happens to be the boy he'd been silently infatuated with for the past month.

Or: Steve gets high and confesses his feelings for Eddie

k. run don’t walk to read everything by this author. right now. this one in particular is just SO soft. such a sweet hs au where they each have embarrassing crushes on each other. i love it

While the walls come tumbling down [12k, T] by Thorinoakentwig

“You know I think about two-thirds of Hawkins High would claw my actual eyes out to have the Steve Harrington as their soulmate.” Eddie says thoughtfully and then waggles his eyebrows.

Steve laughs. “Two-thirds? Seems awfully low.”

(Or: Steve Harrington’s multi-year bisexual awakening, soulmate style)

full disclosure: i am not usually a fan of soulmate au’s. but this one??? was just plain wonderful, this author is amazing y’all

***darlin’ you give love (a bad name) [24k, E] by Thorinoakentwig

The first time he hears Dustin and Mike mention the name Eddie Munson he almost walks into a VHS display at work.

Steve wants to ask them how Eddie’s doing but then his face from that last party flashes into his head and he always clams up. If he was Eddie he’d want nothing to do with him and rightly so.

Instead Steve teasingly complains about how much time they spend with Eddie and that’s as far as it goes.

just. wow wow wow!! this one is absolutely precious

#i spent awhile putting this together pls validate me #stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things 4 #st fic #steddie #steveddie #steddie fic #steveddie fic #steddie fic rec #steveddie fic rec #ao3 fic rec #steve harrington #eddie munson #the fruity four #robin buckley #dustin henderson

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incarnateirony · 1 year

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So for all of it. All the smugposting. This comes down to TWO things

2po imagining what my blog is, imagining I thought it was purgatory, despite me literally spamming garden and heaven meta to the point people asked me to start tagging it better bc it was A Lot.

2po doesn't understand spn cosmology for ass.

You guys want the spoiler? The big spoiler on why wry and playful jensen, "no, it's heaven" to correct it when someone mentioned the purgatory outfit.

Cuz yeah, we know technically that was the purgatory outfit, but it was Jensen's means of asserting several tiers of plot

that chart is basically canon. cope.

dean's outfit WILL change to the previous one once reaching the garden/roadhouse/family, from heaven, for continuity; the point being that in his suspended state of mind, he's in The Trap. Not. Literally in Purgatory. But in the proverbial, mental trap that's keeping him from crossing over. He's in the general non3dspace that could be called heaven plane, but he isn't in the mental state to access completion.

It's literally "I can't move on until I face my new profound realization just like with mary, to find myself and my own peace; and my heaven needs one other." He's in the Trap, and he's calling out.

That's it. It's heaven because everything is heaven, he's already dead, he's on the road to the Garden, but he isn't able to integrate yet, so it's not classical heaven. He's still alone. And even with all the family waiting for him on the other side, there's something he has to say, first. Because it's in just saying it, in just Being. That's how you GET peace.

Again, Castiel never went to the empty. The tag line in the script was "at peace". he accepted his shadow and that of humanity and basically unbirthed it like rowena did hell. Hence. The Castiel's Uterus joke. I have been tagging everything with again. Because issa heaven joke. Which for all 2po's screaming about it he sure didn't understand SHIT about, I guess.

I guess then we shouldn't try to have him comprehend the 3-tier 3-language (Sanskrit, Greek, English) pun the Akrida are orbiting around that.

Cas let himself be filled with light and love and learned what that soul was, the moon became full with both the good and bad in humanity, and loved it all. This time with Death, the infinite vessel, so he wouldn't explode, tied to the afterlife like Rowena and not able to hop to earth. And now the light is trying to call Dean home.

That's it. That's the plot.

Cas.

A wise woman once told a story about a fight she had with her husband. And the regret she had. Letting him walk out. Because they would never let each other leave without saying it.

Cas.

There's something I have to say.

And here, at the end of the road, though I followed my father my whole life, I've learned his best, and worst--I've fought those shadows, even if the toughest is within, and it's time to make my own way. [continues turning over arcana proverbs tiredly] Mm. I think you all get the point now. Yes. It was all worth it. And with one last regret, whether he knows it's heard or not, Dean Winchester finds peace. And he is good. With who he is. And wouldn't turn it back for the world. Even if he could have What Is And Should Never Be. Who would that make him. Who would that make Mary. Not who they are now.

It's time to come home, hometown hero.

....genuinely can't believe this dipthong posted Who We Are fullchested and didn't even spot the--my god.

Dude.

In the light you will find the road.

catch a FUCKIN clue.

#the end #spnwin #cannot believe he fucked even this up #that's a skill at this point #he got lost in me discussing the nuance of mental state on the dreamer #bro that's been meta of mine for years even #it's weird actually it's almost like #wait for it #this show was predicated on ideas suspiciously close to my meta #about heaven #and the mundi #and is about to light your pals soulmate ideas on fucking fire #one might even imagine by the end #it was designed to do that #quite specifically #by someone very annoyed by you idiots #someone that knows real well #what points over there need a doubletap to die

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wttcsms · 7 months

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Amber, I'm back to yell at you!!!! I'm literally dying over Most Noble what?! Its sooo good, i literally took a deep breath while my eyes watered cause of that ending! Oh to be in love with Sir Nanami 😍 He really is too much, the way he wants the mc so much, it gives off enemy to lovers vibes, with a lot of slow burn! Its so good the way I gasped when i read it on AO3 cause it said chapters 1/1 😭 No, its too good, YOU'RE the reason i even love Nanami so I refuse to believe thats it for them. But also thank you for that, it was such a good read the pining got me right in the feels i had to take a moment for myself to calm down. Please don't say its over 😭

Moving on lols, the way I read Balancing Act this morning! I wanted to scream, and I'm in no way a morning person but that one woke me up! Gojo being so self assured, I love that for him. The way you wrote the whole crew working for Gojo and Getou! Nanami saying that Getou is just like Gojo but would give himself 6 months instead KILLED ME!!!! Also just Nanami, and his whole work is shit rang through my head when you said he left then came back 😭 Just the way you wrote them all is soo good, the interaction between Gojo and Mc oooomph absolute genius! Utahime and Gojo friendship! Personally that little bit got me hook line and sinker cause i dont ship them 🫠 Finally that flashback of them as teenagers in high school!!! Yes queen him falling in love and not realizing it but also i loved that the mc ruined what i assumed would be his year of just fucking around! Its god tier I know im going to add this to my list of comfort fics!!!

hi hi, i was waiting til when i was less busy so that way i could give this lovely msg a proper response!!! as always, i love love love hearing ur thoughts and seeing u in my notifs makes me so happy, like kicking my feet and giggling happy because ur such an amazing reader and i love hearing ur thoughts on my work.

first of all, even w/out me, u would have fallen for nanami bc that's just the type of man he is. most noble was so fun to write purely bc i didn't have a set plot line in place, i just let the word vomit spew all over my docs and clicked post on tumblr. that being saidddddd, i am always open to revisiting our princess and sir nanami bc the fun part in writing mutual pining is the eventual getting together. like all fairytales, they are so gonna have a happy ending <3

im so happy you've read balancing act because for me, it's such a fun project and a way for me to not so subtly vent out any pent up feelings i had towards my experience in working in banking in nyc BAHAHAHA. i think workplace dynamics are so fun to write as well & i really wanted to incorporate just how blurry boundaries are within the field but also how close knit they truly are because most of the time, you see your coworkers more than your family and your significant other and it's hard not to become friends or something more (it's either that, or u all hate each other's guts LOL). geto and gojo would not be besties if they weren't both absolute menaces, i stand by that. utahime + gojo are lowkey MY dramione HAHA, and so i always like to write them in some type of relationship, whether that be platonic or romantic. they def squabble like siblings in this fic + it's going to be so much fun writing them in a diff light than i normally do (what's up for debate is whether or not i hint towards nanami x utahime :O) nanami found out that working in academia is JUST AS TOXIC as industry, so he's back bc, hey, at least he gets paid hella money, but we'll explore more nanami lore in balancing act once i decide on his exact role in the fic muahahaha.

thank you for always reaching out with your thoughts on my writing and just to chat in general, it means the world to me <3

#no emojis bc my MacBook is broken and i am paying a stupid amount of money to get it fixed and i regret just not buying a new one #so for the time being i have been using my old MacBook Air from 2015 LMAO #where r the emojis on this thing

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euphor1a · 2 years

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heyyyy, ive been meaning to ask you this but idk why i didn't until now🙃, lol anw since you posted that anon hour thingie im just gonna ask: which kpop idol is *actually* your type?? fr who would you date irl👁️👄👁️

your stan list is hefty(lol i check your carrd randomly sometimes it's so pretty)so im v curious

Ahhhh interesting question 😳!! I have never really thought about it, but y’know, sometimes (more than sometimes tbh) I’m watching a video and someone does something and internally I’m just going “hmm I think I’d actually date this guy” or “damn I think I’m in love is he maybe looking for a wife or something” 🧍🏽‍♀️

Skshksjk anyway, I made a whole ass list. Because yes. You might find it suprising at some points but not really... idk 🤡

bts: hobi (... he’s so hubby material it huRTS 😭! have you ever noticed how fucking caring and understanding this man is? and the way he’s so passionate? he’s so attractive 😔 also his vibe is top tier I LOVE IT SM GAHHHH >.< it’s like an instant mood lifter) + jk (pretty sure no one is surprised that i’m picking him, but 🥺 he’s so boyfriend shaped 🥺, and god, i can’t explain in short but i adore everything about him to bits ☹️, you can go through my tag for him and see the embarrassing ass posts i make about him if you wanna know more. PLS DON’T ACTUALLY, DO YOURSELF A FAVOR)

txt: binnie (i’m aware that i rarely scream about him so let me just— OH MY GOD CHOI SOOBIN IS LITERALLY MY IDEAL TYPE 😭?? i love quiet and shy people who are actually unhinged once they get comfortable, because guess what i’m exactly the same 🤠! we can be introverted clowns together and i’d love him so bad 🤧! i’ll probably be whiny and pouty all the time and i just know that he’s the type of boyfriend who pouts back and then kisses you. KICKING MY FEET WHY DID I IMAGINE THAT FUCJNSSS)

svt: gyu (the male-wife agenda is real you guys 😔!!! he’s a soft giant™ type of guy :( also his vibe??? idk bro something about enfjs 🥲, i feel so drawn to whatever he does. and he’s really fucking tall and buff, which are such a BONUS, because for some reason i really like the thought of being carried around in the house, especially if i’m tired or sleepy. so yeah. would climb 10/10. cuddles for life. size kink go brrrr. big boobs so i can hide from all the scary things in his chest. also i love him so very much and it hurts. ok that is enough simping) + dino (ah... love me a guy who can make me laugh to the point i feel like i’m gonna die because i haven’t breathed in the past 40 seconds. another enfj too :') i just know i’d be the happiest girl on earth with him. he’s so attractive??? and his personality??? and when he laughs???? and he’s so honest about how he feels :( *falls in love and breaks a limb*) + cheol (look me in the eye and tell me that he isn’t TOP TIER HUSBAND MATERIAL. i. dare. you. if he cares about you, you’re gonna be his top priority and i stan that shit so hard. he actually makes me feel like a 14 y/o who has developed a crush on someone for the first time 😭)

enha: park jongseong (🛐🛐🛐 he regularly makes my expectations for a partner reach new heights and i’m not exactly a fan of it. LIKE??? DUDE DON’T DO THAT I’M GONNA DIE SINGLE🧍🏽‍♀️??? ugh god he’s so :((( totally the type to hug you from the back as a surprise and then kiss any bare skin he can find in your shoulder/neck area. also, the type to bury his nose there and inhale your scent because he associates you with home— NOW TELL ME WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF 😭😭😭😭)

&team: kei (the irl disney prince i deserve!!! 🥺 throughout &audition he tightened his grip around my heart so badly... i legit get heart flutters whenever he appears on screen. he’s so exceptionally thoughtful and caring 😭, and his energy is so intoxicating! i love it, it makes me smile all the time! can’t wait for his debut 🥺)

skz: chan (do i really need to explain?? this man makes me feel such a wide range of emotions. a big heart with a big... nose and so goddamn boyfriend??? i love him. and ngl, it feels like he walked straight out of a romance webtoon. chan is very supportive of everyone too, it’s kinda crazy? i adore him 😞)

atz: yunho (this guy... i’d commit arson for him. he’s my honeybun, sugarplum, cuppycake, gumdrop etc. etc. you get it 🥺🤧😭!! i love him so much fuck i know i’m repeating the same shit over and over for everyone but yunho is so precious oh my god 😭!! soft boyfie :(( my heart aches for him, and!! yes i do the cooking, yes i do the cleaning 🤠👏🏼 *is that enough for a ring?*)

— “ anon hour ☁️ ” + send me an ask!

#📬; aleyna’s mailbox #🍶; ask games!#nonnie 🕊️#holy shit. can you tell that i need therapy 💀#and omg i’m so glad you think my carrd is pretty 🥺 it took me literal years to make it hdgjsdh #also i’m sorry for... whatever this is. you probably just wanted the names 🤡#i actually spent nearly an hour writing this please k*ll me #aleyna please stop embarrassing yourself infront of internet strangers challenge

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voyeuristicvixen · 2 years

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Captains Log 31_ You Down W BPP!?

So tonight was Meroe, Uglee radio X KTA Black Panther Founders Day event. It was fkin litty! The kind of shit I LIVE for and makes me wanna get on SL more! Things like that just remind you that there are many kindred souls here on the grid and we all have a collective purpose in our individual journeys whether we realize it or not. A shared intention to continue carrying the torch of those that came before us and that made differences in their communities. Just little things like this can just spark memories in our DNA.

EPIGENETICS.

Its a science to this and the metaverse is a big part of this whole story we writing. Right now (whether we realize it or not) we are being apart of history, something our forefathers couldn’t have imagined. To be able to connect with each other anywhere and anytime in the world and share knowledge FREE.

When we do evens like this on the grid we make em proud.

So everybody understood the assignment, one thing SL folk will do is DRESS UP AND SHOW OUT OKAY! & I was so invested in getting good pics the whole night I was just like yelling at black dragon to stay loaded. Thats one thing I need to figure out what the best settings are to load all people at once and the background pictures and textures FAST! Is that asking too much?? *tear*

The Meroe team is really top tier I am super grateful for Gigi and Ras, never thought we’d be all the way to this moment when we first came to Meroe. It was a dream enough just to know it existed but to actually be able to volunteer my time to the cause, makes me feel like I am putting my best effort any way I can. I feel like this volunteer work is training me for taking initiative in my RL, in having more confidence with the work to connect the diaspora. Its like a foundation to stand on when I propose collabs to people I’ll have sum to back me up! Aye my favorite female rapper princess nokia liked one of my posts on our IG so I feel I can do anything now lmao. One day Meroe will be visited by people who never even had an SL account before. Inshallah!

Bae also did his second official SL grid performance but first one with Meroe! He’s such a dope MC! African Soil is one of my favorite songs I listen to legit every week and not just because he my man either! He inspires me so much to take risks and try new things. I love how he barely joined SL but he puts himself out there even though things are still new to him. He kills it everytime too and always impresses me in the end. I basically forced him to make me his Manager. Im his baeager now, (ima make baeager happen idc! ) XD I feel like we came up with another title for that but im blanking rn. Oh well!

These two looked soooo good, their energy also reminded me of myself and bae. It just made me feel so cozy to see like vibrations around. I think one thing I want to branch away from is the awkwardness that comes with meeting new people on the grid or reaching out to them. So many times I want to just IM folks that I find interesting and I get this feeling like “I dont want to bother them” or “what if they dont wanna talk right now” a lot of times, I think i mentioned before people don’t respond to me or have a weird vibe like instantly don’t fw me.

Sometimes I feel more sensitive than others. Like if in my RL I am getting that energy too much at work I can’t handle getting that same thing in SL too. I think thats why I didnt hit this beautiful kindred soul sis up. But I hope that I’ll run into her again at another event! The best connections form naturally. I want to invest a little bit of time into making a “spot” again. Like when I first joined SL and the commune, it was a place people would always just set as their home and sit around and talk to each other at. Naturally people would go there just to hang and I miss that. I am still gunning for that! God will show us the way haha!

Gigi, Ras and their daughter are just so classy and dope. I loved seeing them all together having fun and just admire everything they have built here at Meroe. I respect them so much ! The vibes are immaculate and just getting better every time we pull off another event!

Another beautiful soul sis that I did not message but wanted to XD lmaooo I know someone out there gets me with the whole PTSD of relationships on SL!! It be so rocky but when you come together it is priceless! I think about some of my personal friendships on SL and I have a few that have lasted as many years as I’ve been on, some people completely disappeared and some left notes first. I myself was one of the ghosters, I feel like maybe I gotta get karma back for the friendships i’ve personally fucked up before God gives me more new ones to try. EEK! PROMISE ILL DO BETTER THIS TIME!

#secondlife #secondlifeblogger #meroemuseum #secondlifeevents #blackexcellence #blacklivesmatter #secondlifephotography #blackgirlgamer #blackgirlbloggers #blackgirlsrock #blackgirlmagic #secondlifemodel #secondlifefamily #secondlifefashion #blackpantherparty

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Hey Ray I'm curious🤔, in the Heart In Hand Au, what is Aizawa's response to the (probably first of many) pregnancy announcement from the TodoDeku couple, would he be trying to straight up retire, because, gods and goddesses, above having one Midoriya in his class was one too many.

I can see him ready to throw hands with yagi for the godfather spot though.

Look by the time TodoDeku decide that biological kids are an adventure they wanna embark upon Aizawa has long since grown accustomed to having a permanent migraine (he's pretty sure it's a tumor) that he's hate named The Problem Couple(TM).

He had to live through and partly oversee the Courting that became legend in UA. And he was the one who had to deal with Shouto trying to adopt any sad-looking child that came within a scenting distance of Izuku.

(Having to have the "Found Family doesn't mean what you think it means Todoroki, stop listening to Ashido" conversation during their first year is a memory Shouta would like to have trauma blocked please and thank you.)

And it's not like them finally graduating meant he got away from them. Oh no, he's not that lucky.

He still has to routinely see articles and news posts about the newest shit Shouto has said about how much he loves Izuku.

(Hizashi's keeping a scrapbook of articles for whenever another one of Shouto's legendarily outlandish dates and/or anniversary events makes the news. The second vow renewal, while totally overdone, was actually really impressive even he has to admit that.)

Or he has to see coverage about how Shouto won't stop hate tweeting anyone who talks bad about Izuku online.

Or the news frenzy about Izuku almost getting into a fistfight on national news with someone who made a nasty comment about Shouto and "The Endeavour Situation" as it's become known.

Those two are very much the background radiation of his life.

....

They're also the foreground radiation of his life now that he's thinking about it because out of all of the Hell Class besides Hitoshi obviously those two are the most diligent about keeping in contact with him and Hizashi.

(He'll never be sure how, exactly, he and Hizashi ended up in this strange 5-way split in-laws clusterfuck alongside Yagi, Inko, and Rei-san but, alas, here they are.)

So the moment he gets that first birth announcement he counts forward the years and pre-dates his resignation. He'll either be blissfully dead or retired by that time. Because he's not dealing with all of that, nope, not happening.

Having the two originals was bad enough, he's not looking to have to deal with training the first in what will inevitably be their baseball team.

Turns out he's full of shit and everyone but him seems to know it.

Hizashi might have had to step outside before he shattered multiple windows the first time one of The Brood called him Loudpa but he absolutely saw the way Shouta teared up when one of them gave him a gummy grin and burbled out a Nyan-paw at him (Hitoshi's fault if the snickering is anything to go by).

So, Shouta's grudgingly been acting as a suspiciously unaging Nezu's vice-principal for a while when the time rolls around and the Hell Class' spawn reach UA age.

It's like they all decided to have kids at the same time too. Probably just to torture him personally.

(And no Hizashi he's not joking about them planning the kid thing either. Between Izuku's analytical skills, Tenya's anal retentiveness and love of schedules, Momo's god-tier organization skills, and the entire class's tendency towards being absolutely petty and chaotic together he's serious.)

Looking at the roster of hero hopefuls is like getting hit directly in the face with nostalgia and affection all at the same time though. Even if Shouta won't outright admit it.

Because these are his Hell Class' kids.

He's watched this mess of chaos be born and grow and now they're here, looking to step up as the next generation of heroes.

They're gonna be a headache and a half, just like their parents.

He pities the fool teacher who has to put up with them.

So, of course, Eraserhead takes his first full heroics class in almost a decade.

Like he'd trust the training of his chaotic mess of a family to anyone else.

#Heart In Hand AU #BnHA #RayRambles

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Just because I love talking about it with people and hearing their thoughts, what's your opinion on the dock scene? I know it's a fan favourite scene for many, myself included, but I also know some people, in the minority of course, think it's overrated? What do you think?

you really should not have done this. you've absolutely gone and done it now, huh? this scene is god tier. i simply do not know how they ever let noel go again after this. jesus christ. it's perfect. it's fucking perfect!!!!!!!

first we see ian. my man is anxious, definitely warring with himself - checking his phone, smoking that cigarette. but you know his blood is absolutely sizzling at the thought of seeing mickey again. and touching him again??? please. he sees docks siren mickey coming up them steps and it. is. on. toss that cigarette boyo, you're about to have your hands and also mouth full.

THEY. DON'T. HESITATE. ian is moving before he even knows what's happening and mickey is delighted!!!!! these bitches come alive!!!! are you kidding??? ain't no space between their fucking faces.

how are they breathing??? they're not!!!! they are going full vacuum face and i think we should support that. and then -

THE TENSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they're breathing so fucking hard and ian literally has to shove mickey away to stop himself. ian is that delightful combination of pissed off and turned on, and mickey is full on slutty sprite energy right now. my dude is just getting started.

it's playful! it's teasing! it's the most powerful slut energy i've ever seen and i will never get tired of it. mickey knows there's no point in resisting - just let go ian!! give the fuck in!!!! we'll figure out the rest later!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS THE TIME WE HAVE, FUCKING GO THERE.

this is what ian has been missing. he just sinks right into it, absolutely powerless. mickey's hand... jesus christ. ian tries to resist one more time, maybe just so he can tell himself he did? and mickey's nOT FUCKING HAVING IT.

THAT BOYFRIEND MEANS NOTHING TO MICKEY. he knows it!!!! they are undeniable!!!!!! he just needs to make ian admit it. it calls ian on his shit, and maybe that's all ian needed because -

ian finally - finally!!!! - delivers that slut energy we know he's capable of. that dude knows how to deliver a heated gaze. HE KNOWS WHY HE CAME. WE ALL KNOW, IAN. and mickey knows, too.

TELL ME GOODBYE???? THE POWER?????????????? how mickey has any thought coherent enough to deliver that absolute banger of a line is astounding to me. december in chicago and these fuckers are shedding layers to get as close as possible. no one's stopping now, bitch! THE DESPERATIONNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!

ian has had ENOUGH of being teased

mickey does not give a single FUCK about that. the pissier he can make ian, the better, and good for him.......

this is the face of a man who knows he's won

only ten pics allowed per post but we all know what happens next. like old lovers babeeeyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! shirt off!! watch out!!!!! the sluttiest belt removal i've ever fucking seen!!!!!! ian touching mickey's hair and his neck so softly before moving right the fuck in with his mouth - and mickey just losing himself in it!!! that man is touch starved and he's getting a whole fucking meal right now!!!!!!!!!!! are you kidding me???? the way he reaches back to touch ian? ian grabbing mickey's hand like that??? what the FUCK?? they did not have to go that hard. they really said you know what? if this is it, if this is our last moment, we're gonna go ALL THE FUCK OUT. we're gonna make everyone lose their absolute fucking MINDS FOR THE REST OF TIME.

but. you know. i haven't thought about it that much. maybe it is overrated. hmm.

#what the fuck happened here #this scene makes me absolutely batshit #idk i just blacked out what happened #anon you ask for it #don't blame me #not me getting these screencaps while also talking on the phone like an absolute maniac #shut uP

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oh god here we go: I’m spending my lunch hour analysing meg-ratch-ops

Original post here for context!

@trashytransformerstrash #Megop this Megaratch that#can’t y’all see they’re just a failed polycule even tho op and ratch are still together#Megs is bitter about it

Honestly, now that I’m thinking about this a little more seriously (and it’s not like 5 AM lol), you’re 100% right

Their dynamic could easily be read, if one is so inclined lmao, as Megs remaining hurt by Orion’s perceived betrayal of their originally shared ideals and sense of camaraderie as well as the perceived rejection of Megatron himself as a product of his upbringing and forced lifestyle during his formative years

a love so strong the Cybertronian government was bent on destroying it: how to emotionally engage with your not-boyfriend so hard that you accidentally unionise your entire city-state, and your union goes so hard that you accidentally do a whole revolution

part one: at the podium

The big deviation in their relationship was essentially depicted in Exodus, when Megatron plans to address the Council directly, his first and possibly only ever chance in his lifetime to do so, an unbelievable opportunity for both him personally as well as his entire conceptual social movement--

--and Orion steps up and takes over, out of an explicitly stated sense that the Council won’t listen to Megatron owing to his self-presentation and the way he speaks and his reputation

(instead of letting Megatron have the chance to prove the Council wrong, Orion with all the best intentions intervenes before anything can proceed further, as the gallery of Council spectators starts to turn a little hostile and god I can absolutely see how this would piss off Megatron so fucking bad)

because to Megatron, Orion is essentially a middle class, fairly secure mech from a metropolitan city, essentially the capital polity of their world, and yes while Orion has the looks and the eloquence and the insider knowledge of how to talk to Council tier upper class people, that’s not the point of any of this

and to Orion, he’s simply trying to help Megatron’s point get across to the people who need to hear it, who will have the political and cultural power to make the necessary changes-- because Orion doesn’t fully grasp that the Council has no interest in hearing any of this from anyone, regardless of class or background or how smoothly and “correctly” it is objectively stated

the Council has a few key members who are just barely receptive enough to Orion closing out what was really Megatron’s speech to dole out a specific punishment task as opposed to just executing Orion or whatever else

but like, holy shit, it reminds me so much of every time I’ve gotten a chance to speak about trans healthcare concerns at medical schools and inevitably some fucking middle-upper class doofus jumps in and feels the need to re-package everything in a way that is sanitised for the ears of people who actually do fucking need to hear the actual severity and seriousness of these issues and how it impacts people and giving them a sanitised upper class veneer version of the content does nothing to impart the seriousness of any of it so none of them fucking learn or internalise anything RAAAAGH

part two: critical to consider, Megs originally just wanted to get a decent hourly wage

Megatron did not originally want to escalate, nor was that his plan at any point until AFTER people started rioting of their own volition and AFTER Orion botched his podium opportunity with the Council-- at which point he embraced the vibes

it was Orion who essentially suggested a more formalised/legal approach by encouraging Megatron to try engaging through more official pathways to reach an audience with planetary authority, as he saw that there was at least potential to improve things now that Megatron had rallied a sizable number of the total working class population collectively

Megatron, up until discussing things with Orion and inviting him to come over to Kaon to experience the lived daily conditions of his people, did not ever plan to do any of this bullshit

his confidence in approaching the Council was based heavily on the support of his inner circle, which was primarily Soundwave and Orion at the time

Orion, while well intentioned and wanting the same end results from all of this, had zero real experience or understanding of two critical things:

1) the severity of how worn down and enraged the working class bots were

2) the severity of how little the Council actually cared about any of it

From Orion’s point of view, Megatron’s semi-celebrity status was an intentional thing, a popularity play, building a platform with revolutionary goals-- But Megatron’s popularity was not intentional, and was in fact generated by both his own need to speak up out of desperation combined with the unexpected mass response of others in the same or similar social positions.

His actual public platform, the gladiatorial rings, was shit he didn’t want anything to do with in the first place. He was forced into it, and chose out of exhaustion and desperation and rage to make that platform into something he could use himself, instead of constantly being a show animal for rich people to bet on every round

Megatron, on the other hand, had all the lived experience necessary to speak to these societal and cultural issues, but his comfort was largely within the limits of that lived experience;

I used to live in a tent in a trailer park when I was in high school for a couple years, for an idea of my background lmao, and I’ve also had to have dinner in the actual UK Parliament in Westminster with actual government people and actually have to talk to them about serious shit

I promise you, I FULLY UNDERSTAND how fucking stressed out Megatron had to be standing in that fucking Council hall once he finally got there

and from his point of view, Orion encouraged this; his trustworthy, good, sweet Orion who represented a previously unknown hope that perhaps there were other middle and upper class bots like Orion that could be reasonable if only they had the chance to see someone like him speak the truth, inform them of the conditions so many others had been suffering for so long

and then Orion steps up to the podium

and it all melts away into another middle class bot speaking to things they don’t understand, putting a pretty middle class face on a working class struggle for the optics of it all, another political ploy between the middle and upper class, devoid of the voice and physicality of those harmed the most by ongoing oppression

and then Orion becomes Optimus, and isn’t that some fucking shit, from Megatron’s point of view?

Optimus then surrounds himself with these well-off, middle and upper class bots, makes their filthy rich capital city-state his base to defend as things continue to spiral out of hand,

and at that point, why not? fuck it, there’s no hope for these people

nothing left to break but their chains.

then Optimus has the nerve to get mad and seemingly attempt to de-rail everything, destroying the hope for change, after having proven in Megatron’s mind that none of these fuckers could ever be trusted-- Not even Orion?

Optimus, falling back on his most familiar social caste relations, surrounds himself with career soldiers--military people who worked for the same fucking oppressive government they had both stood against-- and high caste people like Towers bots and a fucking world class surgeon?

from Megatron’s point of view here, it is 100% time to start Googling every single one of these Autobot fuckers and determine who, exactly, his not-boyfriend is probably closest with.

because that person is surely fascinating, and enraging-- he likely feels as though he’s been replaced.

here we gooo: Ratchet time

but like, no wonder Ratchet in particular would become a particular interest of Megatron’s, out of the cohort Optimus has gathered around himself

because who is more upper class than a Chief Medical Officer? who was more important in Cybertronian society than those privileged enough to ever reach high office in any role, especially in any scientific fields (which are mentioned at least once in canon materials as providing a particularly notably high class/caste ranking)

and I have no doubt that Megs looked into Ratchet’s personal history, because anyone that close to Optimus is likely of great interest

and oh!

look!

it turns out the good doctor was originally from the middle of fucking nowhere

no civilisation, no privilege, Ratchet pre-dates most of the infrastructure of Iacon altogether

it is fascinating, how someone who literally had to traverse the planet and ask to be educated and ask to be given work, is seemingly fine with participating in a broken and class stratified society

(yes, Ratchet is a medic, and to not participate in that society would mean not being able to help people--- we know Ratchet treated less well-off bots as well as anyone else, but in public, he was decorated. venerated. very well off, himself.)

it is enraging, as proof that those who are “grandfathered” in have no worries, their positions are secured because they helped to create their positions in the first place

it is spark-wrenching, to imagine that someone with such a background could, in Megatron’s eyes, be processor-washed into spouting the same hateful rhetoric (even if it was just for show) in order to keep their position, even considering the unique aspects of medical work and ethics under such a system-- well, it hardly matters if it was for show, because if that is all anyone ever sees, it may as well have been genuine, as far as Megatron is likely concerned.

but he sees similar rage in Ratchet.

Ratchet is the one bot out of Optimus’ remaining team members which reminds him the most of himself.

there’s a real fire there, a real drive to do what needs to be done to make things right, to make things good, to make things better, to care about the wellbeing of those less off, of those who are hurting

and that appeals to Megatron as much as it does to Optimus

the medic fills that personality type for Optimus, fills the gap Megatron left behind in ways that are more palatable, more appropriate, better expressed-- according to Optimus, from Megatron’s view of things

-----

I gotta to back to work now, a lot of this is just me talking bullshit and I have no time to read over or edit any of this but I’m 100% on board with this fuckery lmaooooo

#long post #it's gay #megatron #tfp optimus prime #tfp ratchet #transformers prime #maccadam #maccadams #aligned continuity

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miedei · 3 years

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AYUMIE PLS FIND YOU IN OUR DREAMS IS SUCH A MASTERPIECE OMG 🥺 YOUR TALENT IS OVERFLOWING 😩‼️ also can i request h from soulmate alphabet + jake from enha? i think it'd be such a concept + with your top-tier writing... I AM CRAVING SIM JAEYUN CUDDLES AND YOUR TALENTED WRITING, I WILL DO ANYTHING 💳💥

hearts beating together.

gn!reader × jake soulmate!au, fluff, friends to lovers, mentions of itzy's ryujin, itzy’s yuna, stray kid's jeongin, nct’s chenle

word count: 1.7k

aaaah thanks so much for liking it you flatter me too much oml <33 this was such a fun request i hope you like it!!!

send in a letter + an idol/character and i'll write a little about it! my request guidelines are on the link in my bio

warning(s): swearing, mentions of food, petnames used platonically(?)

h...eartbeats (the soulmates share the same heartbeat—when one feels panicked, shocked, tired, etc, the other can feel it too).

your heart confuses you. it races when you relax, slows in the worst of times. a heartbeat bond is strange and uncomfortable at times, but the rush of excitement you feel when your heartbeat changes is incomparable to any other feeling. but of course, it has its downsides.

"...left leg on the ground, right leg bent, stretch out those muscles," of course your soulmate is getting into a stressful situation just as you're trying to relax. you press pause on the yoga video and flop onto your bed. you’re so excited to meet your soulmate, but the way they’ve messed your plans up so many times, you’re looking forward to giving them a good punch too. you focus on the ba-dump, ba-dump of your heart, like it could somehow lead you to the person behind it. huffing out a sigh, you pull out your phone, shooting off a text to your groupchat with your friends

RYUJIN’S HOES

sent: are any of you free? my heart person’s being an asshole so i may as well go out

delivered, jeongin: well shit sucks to be you i’m at work with my SOULMATE

sent: fuck right off

sent: ryujin jake chenle please

delivered, ryujin: i’m omw to practice but you can come?

delivered, ryujin: i know you have swim after just hang out till then

sent: YES THANK YOU BABE this is why i’m only ryujins hoe smh

“get in loser!” ryujin is pulled up in front of your door, watching you scramble to not drop your bags. you run down the driveway, waving goodbye to your parents as you slide into the passenger seat.

“god you’re such a lifesaver, whoever’s attached to my heart has it out for me” she chuckles, completely used to your rants about your soulmate. she hasn’t found hers either, but her soulmate has a much less intensive schedule, so she’s not very bothered by her bond, although, the pink-haired girl next to you is an athlete, so her soulmate is probably just as aggravated as you.

the ride to the school is short, and you find a parking spot quickly, so you’re out on the football field in no time. ryujin’s teammates are already on the grass, adjusting uniforms and stretching. she joins them quickly, changing inside and running out. you take a seat on the benches lining the field, settling in to watch them play. your heart is still pounding, but watching the others play, you don’t notice it as much.

the boy’s team is playing one field over, so you can watch them as well. familiar faces dot that field too, and because they let out before the girls, you get to talk to them while waiting. chenle and jake plop down next to you, teasing you about your obviously heaving chest.

“you all worked up watching the games?” chenle nudges you from his side, the feeling of his sweaty shoulder making you shudder. “as if. my soulmates running a marathon or something, like they like to do every day,” jake twists his face in sympathy, "well you've got practice in a bit right? give them a taste of their own medicine!"

"yeah, you know what? i will! thank you jake, for being a good friend," you speak pointedly, gesturing towards chenle. pushing yourself up off the bench, you walk towards the changing rooms near the pool, yelling out a goodbye to your friends.

changing quickly, your walked out to the pool, greeting your teammates with a smile. time for some payback. tugging on your fins, you dove into the water, relishing the instant comfort it gave. following your coach’s orders, you, along with the rest of the swim team, start swimming laps around the pool. half an hour in, your heart is pumping, and the fact that you were the cause for it makes it so much more sweet. friends have begun to line the sides of the pool, yelling out encouragements and teases. you can easily spot the soulmates of the people swimming with you, their chests heaving, but big smiles on their faces. ryujin, chenle and jake are sat near your lane at the leftmost side of the pool. the three of them, still sweaty and tired from their practice, watch you swim, happy grins on their faces. an hour or so later, you are doing a few mock races, and jeongin has joined them too, his usually teasing visage now smiling with pride. you streak through the water, enjoying the burn in your arms, feeling the exhaustion through your bones in a way that swimming only gives you. you reach for the edge of the pool, and it’s coming closer, closer, until you feel it, slippery on your soaked skin. your friends jump up, yelling out in excitement, filling your heart to the absolute brim.

“alright y/n, good job! you can go change, see you next time,” your coach calls out to you, signalling for you to climb out of the water. your friends swarm you, words of happiness and congratulations surrounding you.

“you did good, fucker,” ryujin ruffles your hair. “now go shower and cool down so you can do that in the actual races,” chest heaving, you flash a huge grin at them, “be right back! i’ll meet you in the parking lot!” they nod their assent, and you begin to walk to the showers, barely catching chenle say something.

“jake, are you really still tired from football? you’ve been panting for ages.”

hours later, you find yourselves in your usual post-practice spot, the local diner near the school. chatting and laughing, you lose track of time around the point when your fries arrive. jeongin regales you all with stories of the crazy customers he dealt with at work, and ryujin gives you the rundown of all the drama that happened in her football practice(seriously, how do they even have time to kick the ball around when so much is going on??). you get that heady feeling of pure happiness, when you’re not thinking or worrying about anything, just paying attention to the amazing people you get to surround yourself with.

you only snap out of that headspace when chenle looks down at his smartwatch(rich boy) and lets out a noise of surprise.

“it’s 19:42! i need to go, fuck,” he begins to clean up his stuff and lays down money for his meal. the rest of you follow suit, appalled at how long you’ve been sitting in this booth. all the money is on the table, and you rise from your seat, ready to go home.

“ryujin, can you drive me home?” you hold the girl's arm, pleading with her so that you won’t have to walk. she opens her mouth, ready to speak, but then she hesitates, a look of mischief crossing her features.

“okay-” you rejoice, pumping a fist in the air, until she goes on: “only if you can beat me to the car. okay 3,2,1 GO!” she starts sprinting, long legs bringing her halfway across the parking lot in no time. you let out a groan of exhaustion, and start pumping your legs to follow her.

by some miracle, you reach the car at virtually the same time, doubling over to hold your knees in your worn-out state. ryujin, in between her attempts at gulping down air, tells you she’ll take you, and you wait for the rest to reach you.

jeongin, chenle and jake walk leisurely up to you, starting to say their farewells. you straighten up, grabbing first chenle, then jeongin into a hug. they yell out some more goodbyes as they walk off to their cars, when you hug jake.

for having just walked here, his heart is racing. why? you focus your hearing on his heartbeat. it’s almost as if he sprinted here. pulling your head away from him, you look up at him, voicing your concerns.

“are you okay? your heart’s beating really fast.” he frowns at you, and presses a hand to his heart. you follow suit, feeling the thump, thump, thump of his chest. it feels familiar. why do you feel so used to this heartbeat? confusion ripples through your mind, until it clears, with a feeling of shock. you know this heartbeat. you know it because it’s your own.

grabbing his other hand, you place it over your heart. his face twists with surprise, and then an emotion you’re not familiar with crosses his features. he pulls you back into a hug, excitement so evident that it’s crossing over to you. jake is your soulmate! which a choked laugh, you pull him impossibly closer to you. he tucks his head next to yours and whispers in your ear.

“it was always you, wasn’t it?”

bonus:

you pull back from the hug, your smile dropping into a serious face. he looks in confusion, as you rear your arm backwards. you push forward, landing a punch in his gut, and he stumbles backward with an ‘oof’

“that was for never letting me rest!”

“YEAH GET HIM!” ryujin yells from her seat in the car. the only thing she’s missing is popcorn, a whole-ass soap opera just happened in front of her.

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i-love-sweet-william · 3 years

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did I ever tell you I'm a fucking slut for mer aus. because I am. and I make several. for every fandom I enter. all mer aus are god tier. here's the start of one for you, with absolute Babs of byler (here's post 2)

okay so you can like. see what's going on but I'm gonna put descriptions anyway so I have an excuse to rant. it all gets started because MerMike is a shit swimmer and the ocean said YEET during a storm and left him knocked out cold in a tide pool, then he mostly dries out and is left with legs because of a longass biological process that I'm not gonna make you suffer through.

when morning comes the tiniest fuckin Will goes out to help clean up the beach/assess any storm damage/etc and finds Mike there and gets his incredible mom to help him because for once in my life a character I stan has a good relationship with a Living parent who trusts and believes them and I'm taking advantage of it.

Mike wakes up dry as fuck under a structure he's never seen before and his mcfuckin arm fins are gone and he's like wTFFFF and since my mers generally move more horizontally he doesn't sit up but tries to roll and gravity Fucks Him Up (to make things Even Better his "voice" is barely audible to human ears rn no one can hear him yelling into the fucking void.....Chester might not like it tho)

anyway Will hears the loud thud and is all !!! the mystery friend is awake! and instead of trying to be useful and help this distressed child back onto the bed he just. crouches really fuckin cutely to say hello and you can just Hear the ♡ in his voice (well Mike can't....he only hears A Threat.)

Mike's just like oh gOD OH FUCK A SPLIT-TAIL HUNTER CUt off my fins and stranded me here I'm gonna die is it gonna eat me alive it moves so fast what do I do shit fuck shit fuck—and decides since there's nothing even vaguely resembling a weapon within reach that the best option is to roll under the nearest thing and hope the small predator gets bored and leaves him alone.

tbh he probably has an even worse idea of what humans are like than the average mer because he Likes the stories that adult mers tell to keep the tiny ones away from the surface until they know how to navigate safely. most humans don't even think mers exist let alone actively hunt them down

he's gonna lose his entire mind when he sees Joyce and Jonathan. he's gonna lose even more of it when he finally untangles himself from the blanket (or just...sees the sharp knee bend instead of a soft tail curve) and realizes it's not just the fins that are gone

#stranger things #will byers #mike wheeler #byler #byeler #my post #art #joyce byers #mermaids #mer byler

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hearteyes-for-killmonger · 3 years

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HER

I was rollin' around and in my mind it occurred. What if God was a HER?

Quick lil one-shot. Erik is onstage at a poetry night.

The words Urban Fever flashed neon above the familiar stage that Erik had seen countless nights through Open Mics and jazzy blues. Erik took the stage for the former, a first time poet created by the woes of heartbreak. He'd been through a lifetime in under a year.

A packed house sat before him as he adjusted the mic making it taller from the last poet who was 5'6 in her clunky platforms. Lights blinded him from the faces of the crowd and he squinted as the liquor in his system along with the vibe of the room made his mind run backward with reminiscing. His tongue was loose recounting his too brief time with.. Her.

"I swear I lost my train of thought when I passed her, fro godly like a pastor, skin like brown alabaster.

Astral choirs sing jagged edge cause shorty done walked right out of heaven a vision fulfledged."

NINE MONTHS BACK

"E, What you doing," Diamond's irritation cut into his sinful and lustful thoughts. For a minute he forgot he was in a relationship. He couldn't say he was in love but neither could most people. Diamond was down for him at least, he knew that for sure. "E!!"

"Hm?" His mind blanked so bad he missed the turn to take Diamond to work which meant he'd be late meeting his other bitch once he dropped her off. She sighed throwing her arms.

"Really E?" Diamond cut with a look that could kill. She was visibly sick of his shit but still there.. "You gone check this bitch out right in front of me when I'm in the car? Beside you?" She pushed the wheel causing the car to drift slightly into the left lane nearly hitting the car there before he righted it. "You that bold?"

He took a low look at her from the side of his eye as he kept driving. He'd passed the girl because Diamond made him gas the car so not to get hit.

"You trippin."

"Don't do that," she groaned. "Don't LIE. You want the bitch, go get the bitch." Impulsively she grabbed for the wheel again but he blocked her. "Let me out."

"You extra right now, chill out."

"Don't tell me to chill," she grit pushing the side of his head. He gave her another side eye as he contemplated pulling over.

"Just let me turn around.. Okay?"

She groaned as her head hit back on the headrest. "I don't know why I fuck with you, you ain't shit, never gonna be shit, make me feel like shit over your shit. It's just shit."

"So leave then Diamond! I don't need to hear that shit."

"I really should.. I'm not dumb, I know you cheating! I don't know why I stay with you when I know better."

"You know why."

Eight thick inches explained exactly why. He purposely missed the next turn hoping to find that girl walking again before she disappeared.

"I swear to-," she jumped suddenly, "LET ME OUT. I'M DONE, LET ME OUT!"

"Aye, chill. I'm a get you to work."

"NO. FUCK YOU," she pointed popping her door open before the car could make a full stop. He didn't stop and she either had to roll out or shut the door. She slammed it. She was finna be late as hell.. Meanwhile he was circling the area tryna go back to find that mystery woman he'd spotted before. Diamond wasn't dumb. She was shaking with anger, talking to herself.

The tall drink of hot chocolate with the god tier afro stood gracefully at the crosswalk looking like she'd flewn right out of heaven and into Stockton. Erik didn't know what the hell he was thinking.. he wasn't.. but he was damn near leaning on Diamond while steering the car closer to the sidewalk, rolling at a crawl to match this new woman's pace as his current sat fuming in the seat, shoving him off of her.

This new woman was divine. There were diamonds dusted in her skin like he'd never seen on a woman who wasn't on a TV screen. When she walked down the sidewalk, the world became chopped and screwed. That's how fixated he was. Not even Diamond slapping at him or shoving him could break his focus on that woman and her walk as he cruised beside her as though the surrounding traffic didn't exist.

"LET ME OUT," Diamond yelled smacking his face. She'd been trying the break the passenger door handle.. like he wouldn't make her pay for it. He finally stopped the car to let her noisy ass walk.

"Bye," he muttered pulling off to catch up with the fro'd up goddess.

"DON'T TALK TO HIM, HE'S TRASH," Diamond yelled from afar, her voice carrying faster than she could physically catch up. Erik wasn't bothered or embarrassed.

He had to think carefully of what to say. How could he impress this girl without her thinking he was a creep? Following her probably wasn't helping. Luckily she dropped something. It looked like money. Seizing his opportunity, he quickly parked in a no parking zone and dashed to snatch up what he discovered to be a twenty dollar bill.

"AYE.." he called ahead to no avail. He had to jog to catch up and when he reached her side, he noticed she had in earbuds. He waved for her attention and she fixed her eyes cautiously. Her almond eyes lined in jet black were just as black. She gritted on him hard. Even her disgusted face attracted him. She turned her nose up until she saw the twenty in his hand folded the same way the one in her pocket had been. He had her. "You dropped this.."

His hand smoothly ghosted hers as she took it. She felt like velvet to the touch.

"Thanks.."

She gave him a second look and he bit his lip as he met her eyes wondering how to make his next move.

"Ok.. so that's it?"

Her question caught him off guard.

"You do all that, follow me for damn near three blocks and now you've got nothing to say? That was anticlimactic."

Erik's jaw dropped slightly before he caught it.

"Wanna ride?"

She turned her nose up and he presented his key fob watching her deliberate on whether or not to trust him.

"Might as well.. before you get towed. Goofy ass," she mumbled with humor. There was something about her voice that was familiar and calming, the deep timbre. He rushed to retrieve the car. His face said it all as he opened the car door for her. It wasn't something he'd been in a habit of doing.

"Why thank you," she smirked.

"Of course... Why walk when you can be chauffeured," he commented when he was in.

"I like my woman black as the heart of an Aryan. Black as the back of a diabetic's neck. Black as coffee with no cream. My girl looks like 2 AM in a blackout."

Erik glanced wistfully to his memories ignorant to the soulful groans, snaps, and hums from the crowd. Of course his woman was no more, but he carried her still regardless..

Erik was stuck. He couldn't be away from his peace especially in the quiet moments when neither of them had anywhere they'd rather be than side by side doing whatever. Nail shop? He was in the pedicure massage chair right beside her with a drink and his feet up. Bank? They'd hit the BB&T and the SunTrust in one trip. They paid bills together.

"E, hand me my debit."

"You tryna pay it?"

"Yeah, I gotta pay today."

"I already did that."

"You paid mine?"

She seemed pleasantly shocked which was what Erik wanted.. to make her happy. Especially considering the pushback she got for their relationship. There were a lot of hating ass bitches.

"I heard you talked to Bianca.." He watched for any sign that she was omitting details to spare him. He didn't need to be spared. She took a deep breath and he knew without her speaking that some choice words had been exchanged. Afterall, he was playing Bianca with a whole girlfriend before leaving them both for this new flame. Bianca hadn't reacted well when she found out. "What she say," he inquired with faux calm. He had every intention of cussing out all his exes.. every one of them who had a problem with him moving on. It was the side effect of dating crazy bitches. They were too passionate. They couldn't just let shit rock, they had to harass him and his girl.

"I ain't worried about her, she can try me if she wants.. I'll knock her ass out that's for sure."

"Aight then," Erik smirked. He still planned to say something. "What she say though," he pressed.

"Same shit. She can't comment on anything but my skin because she knows I look better then her."

Erik was disappointed every time he thought of the fact that he'd unknowingly fucked a self hating colorist. He hadn't seen it before but now that he was serious about this new girl, true colors were showing.. and it wasn't just Bianca.

In a moment of fuck it after a sweaty quickie in the post office parking lot, Erik uploaded a chest-up pic of him and his cutie glowing from within with smiles white enough to rival the purest coke. She clung to him, laughing from the gut with crinkled eyes about something they'd both previously witnessed and he was grinning full force. That was the shot. Very pure. It'd brought him joy just looking at it, but others ain't feel what he felt and they had words about it. He cut off a childhood friend over a conversation where the guy'd said something casually insulting.

"How you ain't mean it when it came outta your mouth," Erik challenged. His friend was a damn coon.

Even worse was witnessing the treatment of her when it wasn't immediately clear they were together. She stood firm and held her own with class and dignity but it was work she didn't deserve to have to do. He couldn't be there for it all and even before he'd entered her life these problems were there.. but still..

"You know you perfect?" Erik asked this question at least once every other day to uplift his woman.

"Erik I need you to pick me up from work today," she said one day and when he asked why, she stated that her tire was flat. There was a nail in it. He sighed rubbing roughly through the fuzzy growout at the base of his locs. It had Evil Ex written all over it.

"I'll take take of it," he ensured. "I'll meet you for lunch too, wait for me."

His dedication knew no bounds. His loyalty had never before existed. His feelings for this woman were like nothing he'd ever felt.

Five months in.. he felt the same way. He'd never lived with a woman.. He'd never been faithful in his life, but then he'd never been in love.

Eight months.. she was still perfection through the good and bad and he'd do anything. He saw it all. The attitude, the dookie braids, the subtle insecurities, the slight messiness around the house, the flaws.. and all he could think of was that... he had his eye on a ring.. one with diamonds that matched the diamonds he saw in her soft rich deep brown skin.

"I'm casting all my game hoping she bite. Told her ass: You got that air that I like. Derriere sky high bite down I like to hit it from the bike. She say she love when daddy cum and fill it up just right."

The ring was still in Erik's pocket. It flipped absentmindedly through his fingers as he spoke. Unfortunately she'd never gotten it.

26 DAYS PRIOR

Erik gave backshots through the hour of 5 PM. Both he and his girl had arrived home around the same time and it was on sight.

"Hey.. Bae.. Get up and fix me something to eat," he whispered in her ear as she was laid out and half asleep. He was laid out as well with little energy after emptying himself of everything. He nudged her and she groaned but sat up.

"You can't fix it? I don't wanna move," she snickered.

"Pleaaaase," he begged watching her give in as she stretched. He smacked her ass as she rose. Then he rolled over and closed his eyes, hungry but ready to sleep. He inhaled her fresh scent left over on the pillow. It reminded him of oceans.

The doorbell rang.

He figured it was a package, something else she'd ordered. The closet was full. He drifted off.

When a half hour passed he opened his eyes and she still hadn't returned, she had to be cooking something. The thought hit him to surprise her in the kitchen by taking her as she cooked. It would be sexy..

When he walked out to the kitchen, he immediately entered a state of shock. Not only was she not cooking or coming back.. She had left a note that amounted to this:

Erik.. I'm leaving you for my ex.

Apparently her ex had showed which meant they'd been in contact... she even let him in.

Turned out he'd been a rebound all along.

"I should've known better..," Erik's head dropped in dark humor as his story came to a close. "When a goddess says her name is Karma that means misery. Better run if you got a history. I guess if she's God then God's testing me. Cuz she sure left with the best of me."

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theartofdreaming1 · 3 years

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Slightly paraphrased, but Peeta talking about that moment he developed his crush on Katniss is just too sweet 😊

As usual, my thoughts regarding this week’s prompts and random thoughts on chapters 22-24 are below the cut (sprinkled in some psychology thoughts again).

heart

Honestly, I think the people in Panem would perceive the whole everlark storyline the same way we perceive and react to our ships on tv (desperately wanting to reach through the screen, shoving the characters forcefully together, screaming “And now, kiss!”); especially the Capitolites who barely recognize the tributes (or people in the districts, in general) as people. The people in the districts would definitely view the whole thing more under a “reality tv” kind of lens, questioning how much of the relationship is real or not (we know that Finnick certainly thought that the entire thing was just a spiel, until Peeta hit that forcefield). The time spent in the cave must have been pretty convincing, though.

mind

I think that Katniss is still torn here - On the one hand, she kind of wants to believe that Peeta is actually into her (remember the happiness she felt when Peeta told her how his crush on her began, and it all added up and seemed so real), but on the other hand she’s terrified of that possibility because A) lingering trauma from her mom’s depression in response the Mr. Everdeen’s death, B) Katniss never even considered falling in love, so that’s a sudden unexpected thing to deal with, and C) maybe it’s just for the sake of the Games; and wouldn’t that hurt, getting your hopes up only to learn it was only for show? (How about we ask Peeta about that?)

soul

Yeah, that quote about Peeta only eating stale bread also struck me as quite sad. It just further adds to his understanding how there should be more to life than just survival, though. (One day, I’ll make that post about Peeta, Katniss, and Maslow’s pyramid of needs, I swear! I’ve already gathered some research material)

Chapter 22

My mother’s hand strokes my cheek and I don’t push it away as I would in wakefulness, never wanting her to know how much I crave that gentle touch. How much I miss her even though I still don’t trust her. - Ugh, I can’t... Katniss misses her mom, misses being cared for😢 I’m so glad we’re going to see her patch up her relationship with her mom in CF... On a different note, Katniss craving that gentle touch just perfectly illustrates why she’s so drawn to Peeta, who is generally such a gentle soul (I mean, he’s literally the person stroking her cheek here 😊)

He [Peeta] doesn’t seem angry about my tricking him, drugging him, and running off to the feast. Maybe I’m just too beat-up and I’ll hear about it later when I’m stronger. But for the moment, he’s all gentleness. - As I was saying... 😉

“I’ll go hunting soon,” I say. “Not too soon, all right?” he says. “You just let me take care of you for a while.” - I love them so much😊🥰 And then Peeta makes sure she’s well-fed and hydrated, he rubs her cold feet and tucks her into the sleeping back... and she let’s him! 💗

“He [Thresh] let you go because he didn’t want to owe you anything?” asks Peeta in disbelief. “Yes. I don’t expect you to understand it. You’ve always had enough. But if you’d lived in the Seam, I wouldn’t have to explain,” I say. “And don’t try. Obviously I’m too dim to get it,” he says. - Oof. This exchange here is interesting in many ways: 1) it highlights their different experiences, tied to their different socioeconomic backgrounds, basically, and 2) that Katniss is very much aware of this difference, but we also see hints of her own ignorance here - because Peeta didn’t have to starve in his childhood, she thinks that he can’t possibly understand this level of hardship; but there are other ways in which one can suffer/lack fundamental needs, which brings us to 3) Peeta’s response about being “obviously too dim to get it”; I think this is a clue to his mom being also verbally abusive towards him: she called him “stupid creature” when he burnt those loaves of bread for Katniss and when he’s losing it in the attic of the Justice Building in D11 in CF he is mad that Katniss and Haymitch keep things from him “like [he’s] too inconsequential or stupid or weak to handle them”, which - to me - sounds like he’s tired of being treated that way (i.e. the way his mother treats him)

“I want to go home, Peeta,” I say plaintively, like a a small child. - God, this is a teenager in a murder-arena who feels like wanting to go home is a childish notion instead of a totally legitimate wish for anyone in that situation, regardless of age 😢

It’s not that Peeta’s soft exactly, and he’s proved he’s not a coward. But there are things you don’t question too much, I guess, when your home always smells like baking bread, whereas Gale questions everything. What would Peeta think of the irreverent banter that passes between us as we break the law each day? Would it shock him? The things we say about Panem? Gale’s tirades against the Capitol? - Geez, Katniss, give Peeta some credit here! A) It’s not like Peeta can walk around District 12 talking publicly about the injustices happening there - she and Peeta hadn’t even talked with each other before the reaping, whereas Gale is her best friend who rants to her while they are outside the confines of D12 and B) Peeta is literally the one who introduced the whole “not a piece in their Games”-idea to her; why would he be clutching his pearls over Katniss and Gale’s irreverent banter?! Just because Peeta didn’t live on the brink of starvation (she again brings up how his house smells like bread and - at this point - still thinks that the family running the bakery actually gets to eat what they produce just like that), doesn’t mean he doesn’t see how shitty life in D12 is - he can still want better conditions for those who are worse off than him!

“I did do the right thing,” I say. “No! Just don’t, Katniss!” His grip tightens, hurting my hand, and there’s real anger in his voice. “Don’t die for me. You won’t be doing me any favors. All right?” - Well, we’ll see this song and dance again in CF...

And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don’t want him to die. [...] And it’s not about what will happen back home. And it’s not just that I don’t want to be alone. It’s him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.” - I wish CF Katniss would remember this moment when she is questioning her motives about saving Peeta’s life in the arena - You. Care. For. This. Boy! You. Value. Him. For. Who. He. Is!!!

This is the first kiss that we’re both fully aware of. [...] This is the first kiss where I actually feel stirring inside my chest. Warm and curious. This is the first kiss that makes me want another. - Whoo! Is it hot in here or is it just me? 😉

I’m struck by his immediacy now. As we settle in, he pulls my head down to use his arm as a pillow; the other rests protectively over me even when he goes to sleep. No one has held me like this in such a long time. Since my father died and I stopped trusting my mother, no one else’s arms have made me feel this safe. - He makes her feel safe in a murder-arena!!! 😭 This is the kind of stuff that makes everlark just a top tier romance, tbh

Peeta telling Katniss about his crush starting on their first day of school 🥰😭 - and her reaction to it... For a moment, I’m almost foolishly happy - yes, because you have a crush on him, too! - and then confusion sweeps over me. Because we’re supposed to be making up this stuff [...] So, if those details are true... could it all be true? - YESSSSSSSS!!!

“You have a... remarkable memory, “ I say haltingly. - as a severely socially awkward person... I felt that lame response in my bones 😅

“You don’t have much competition anywhere.” And this time, it’s me who leans in. - God, this would be such an amazing moment if it didn’t get tainted by that immediate sponsor gift, which just serves to muddle Katniss’s feelings with her sense of survival, further complicating her relationship with Peeta... *sigh*

Chapter 23

“What was that you were saying just before the food arrived? Something about me... no competition... best thing that ever happened to you...” “I don’t remember that last part,” I say, hoping it’s too dim in here for the cameras to pick up my blush. “Oh, that’s right. That’s what I was thinking,” he says. - Peeta is the master of being a cheeky little shit and adorable flirt at the same time

“So, since we were five, you never even noticed any other girls?” I ask him. “No, I noticed just about every girl, but none of them made a lasting impression but you,” he says. - I appreciate that while Peeta has had a crush on Katniss forever, he clearly didn’t spend the entire time pining after her, oblivious to the rest of the world - he has a life outside of Katniss Everdeen, but ultimately, it all lead back to her

A disturbing thought hits me. “But then, our only neighbor will be Haymitch!” “Ah, that’ll be nice,” says Peeta, tightening his arms around me. “You and me and Haymitch. Very cozy. Picnics, birthdays, long winter nights around the fire retelling old Hunger Games tales.” “I told you, he hates me!” I say, but I can’t help laughing at the image of Haymitch becoming my new pal. - Laugh all you want, this is going to end up being your future anyway 😄

He [Haymitch]’s at something of a disadvantage because most mentors have a partner, another victor to help them whereas Haymitch has to bready to go into action at any moment. Kind of like me when I was alone in the arena. I wonder how he’s holding up, with the drinking, the attention, and the stress of tring to keep us alive. - Katniss is already worrying about her “new pal”, I see ;)

Maybe he [Haymitch] wasn’t always a drunk. Maybe, in the beginning, he tried to help the tributes. But then it got unbearable. It must be hell to mentor two kids and then watch them die. - Honestly, that sounds absolutely awful...

Poor, Katniss, when she learns of Thresh’s death :( - But no one will understand my sorrow at Thresh’s murder. - It’s horrible how compassion and basic human decency gets construed as ‘weakness’ in the world of Hunger Games (esp. the Capitol)

Then I escape into sleep, comforted by a full belly and the steady warmth of Peeta beside me. - Honestly, I think a word analysis of THG-series could be interesting; how often does Katniss mention “warmth”, “steady/steadiness” “safe/safety/security” in connection with “Peeta”?

“We make a goat cheese and apple tart at the bakery,” he says. “Bet that’s expensive,” I say. “Too expensive for my family to eat. Unless it’s gone very stale. Of course, practically everything we eat is stale,” says Peeta [...] Huh. I always assumed the shopkeepers live a soft life. And it’s true, Peeta has always had enough to eat. But there’s something kind of depressing about living your life on stale bread - Katniss is starting to realize that the lives of the merchants isn’t a cushy as she thought; also, in a way, we see a “prettier” version of how Panem treats the districts overall -> feeding the districts just enough that they can do their work (plus/minus a couple of people who’ll die of starvation, but at a small, for Capitolites insignificant margin), but not so much that they are in good shape to rebel; here, the merchants of D12 have just enough that they can live a “decent” life (they know it could be worse -> the Seam), but they don’t have enough to live a free, comfortable, self-determined life either. This also just further drives a wedge between the inhabitants of D12 (the merchants won’t want to rebel because they don’t want to get ‘demoted’ in their lifestyle, starving like the people from the Seam, and the Seam folk feel resentful towards the merchant people, while also not having the resources to rebel, due to their awful socioeconomic conditions)

What would be my life like on a daily basis? Most of it has been consumed with the acquisition of food. Take that away and I’m not really sure who I am, what my identity is. - It’s so sad who Katniss has been so consumed with ensuring that her most base needs are fulfilled that she barely has had the time to really figure out who she is and what she wants from life (If we’re talking Maslow’s pyramid of needs, Katniss would primarily be stuck on the lowest tier 😢)

At least, we’ll be friends, I think. Nothing will change the fact that we’ve saved each other’s lives in here. And beyond that, he will always be the boy with the bread. Good friends. - Honestly, Katniss counting on being good friends with Peeta after the Games is the highest honor she can bestow on him at that moment (she’s so into him, lol); of course, knowing that their relationship is going to be a bit rocky once they’ve come back makes this thought a little sad... but we also know they’ll make up (and out ;) in the future

Peeta licking his plate and blowing a kiss out to Effie is such an adorable goofball-moment 😊

I cover his mouth with my hand, but I’m laughing. “Stop! Cato could be right outside our cave.” He grabs my hand away. “What do I care? I’ve got you to protect me now,” says Peeta, pulling me to him. - This moment would be so cute (also, Peeta’s so confident in Katniss’s skills to protect him, which is adorable - toxic masculinity who?) but... Ugh, he’s just so giddy here, it kind of breaks my heart for when he learns later that (at least some) of Katniss’s reactions were just for show

“If we want food, we better head back up to my old hunting grounds,” I say. “Your call, Just tell me what you need me to do,” Peeta says. - Love how Peeta’s always ready to follow Katniss’s lead :)

Ideally, I’d dump Peeta now with some simple root-gathering chore and go hunt [...] “Katniss,” he says. “We need to split up. I know I’m chasing away the game.” [...] “Show me some plants to gather and that way we’ll both be useful.” - Teamwork! If it weren’t for Katniss worrying for Peeta’s safety, they’d be on the same page here

“What if you climbed up in a tree and acted as a lookout while I haunted?” I say, trying to make it sound like very important work. “What if you show me what’s edible around here and go get us some meat?” he says, mimicking my tone. - I really like how Peeta’s challenges Katniss here; he doesn’t just go along with everything she says, while still being quite reasonable

I feel like I’m eleven, again, tethered not to the safety of the fence but to Peeta, allowing myself twenty, maybe thirty yards of hunting space. [...] I allow myself to drift farther away, and soon have two rabbits and a fat squirrel to show for it. - I don’t know, but Katniss feeling tethered to Peeta makes me think of Mary Ainsworth’s attachment theory, according to which children with a secure attachment to their primary caregiver use their “attachment figure as a safe base to explore the environment”... Of course, Ainsworth’s Strange Situation was conducted with young children, but attachment styles are supposed to influence the relationships we form with people in our later lives as well (including romantic relationships)... I dunno, just a random association that popped into my brain 😅

Chapter 24

Peeta’s a whiz with fires, coaxing a blaze out of the damp wood. - Heh, Peeta sure knows how to handle fire, huh, Katniss (or should I say: Girl on Fire?) 😏

I order him into the sleeping bag and set aside the rest of his food for him when he wakes. He drops off immediately. I pull the sleeping bag up to his chin and kiss his forehead, not for the audience, but for me. Because I’m so greateful that he’s still here, not dead by the stream as I’d thought. - Aww, this is so sweet (and domestic)!

It’s funny. I feel almost as if it’s the first day of the Games again. That I’m in the same position. [...] But no, there’s the boy waiting beside me. I feel his arms wrap around me. - They are a team! Katniss doesn’t have to face the horrors of the Games alone anymore! It keeps boiling down to this.

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