#i’ll never understand thar

[youllallriseintheink]

The Infiltrator, prologue

N sat across from the prison cell, hands folded in his lap as he stared at an equally bored man behind bars. It was the man he’d once considered a father. Three minutes, and his monthly visit would be over.

Just as it was beginning to as though it would be another meeting spent in silence, Ghetsis spoke up. “Why do you bother with this?” he asked. “I would rather rot in this cell than take your offer.”

“I could protect you,” N offered.

Ghetsis scoffed. “Do you plan on staying by my side at all times? Checking my food for poison? No. You’d have me attended day and night by someone who loves you and despises me. You are their king and I was your torturer. You don’t know enough about the world to protect anyone, boy. So I ask you again: why the meetings? There will never be trust between us. This is a waste of our time.”

N sighed. “It… it just wouldn’t feel right not giving you a chance to have a life. You’re a monster. You stunted me. You tried to hurt everyone in the region. I understand all of that, but... when I was a child and didn’t know what I was missing, you were the person who played with me, and took me to the woods, and taught me pretty much all I knew. It’s hard to just let that go. I want to believe there’s something decent in you, or that there could be. You’re right that I can’t trust you, and I don’t plan on giving you money or freedom, but…”

Ghetsis rolled his eyes at the same offer he’d heard every month for a year now.

“…You could live as my guest instead of my prisoner. I don’t understand why you won’t take that.”

“I just told you why,” Ghetsis replied.

The two sat in silence until the clock read that half an hour had passed.

N got up. “Goodbye, Ghetsis. I’ll see you next month.”

With narrow stone walls and dim lighting, the dungeon of N’s castle resembled a six-cell medieval prison. Unova’s law enforcement would surely give Ghetsis a better quality of life, but N knew that after all his crimes, chances were that if N handed Ghetsis in to them, Ghetsis would never see the outside world again. It wasn’t an option he was willing to submit to just yet. N was happy to ascend to the castle’s more inviting main floor and try to forget about his father.

A lot had happened since Ghetsis’ defeat. Thankfully, enough members of the original Team Plasma had been loyal to N after Ghetsis’ defeat and were now the castle’s staff. One of the more experienced, dominant staff members (N didn’t really like calling them “grunts”) had helped N to make it into a place thar people could bring Pokemon who were too disabled to live in the wild or to be of use in battle. And thank goodness for that staff member. After Ghetsis’ defeat, N hadn’t known what he wanted to do aside from a vague idea of becoming a link between humans and Pokémon. He also didn’t know how to use a credit card, or apply for a job, or practically anything that Ghetsis hadn’t allowed him to know.

But it was okay. He was learning with the help of his staff. He had his sisters, Pokemon to look after, staff to handle the people-intensive tasks, a beautiful home far from civilization, and the freedom to go where he wanted, even if “where he wanted” meant peaceful wild areas and a self-imposed weekly visit to the cities to help him get accustomed to people.

Anthea ran up to N, holding a vulpix in her arms. “Hey, N. This little one just came in. She’s- Oh, right. It’s that time of month again, isn’t it? I’ll give you some time to cool down.”

“It’s okay. I can handle it,” N replied. He took the vulpix and held it in front of him. “And what brings you here today?” he asked her. The vulpix barked and squealed in response.

“Your joints stopped working as as well, so your trainer left you in a ditch? It was too steep for you to get out, so you were stuck there until a man took you here? That’s terrible. I’m sorry that your trainer did that to you. You don’t look very old. Are you?”

The vulpix shook its head.

“Hm. Maybe the joint problem is from a disease. Well, whatever it is, you’re going to be okay. Maybe you can still live in the wild and hunt with your fire. We could teach you a move like rock climb so you don’t end up in situations like the one your trainer left you in. And if that doesn’t work, you could stay with us. Let me walk you to where you’ll be staying.”

N put the creature down and began to lead her out to the castle’s garden, Anthea following along. Sure enough, she was walking very slowly and stiffly, but she didn’t seem to be in pain.

Thankfully, there wasn’t anyone in the waiting room that day- no motion at all except for the television. N caught the words “reformed villains” in the subtitles, and that got him to stop and watch.

The program was an interview of some sort from Alola. The interviewee was a pudgy, stylishly-dressed man with green eyes and black, undercut hair. According to the subtitles, the man’s name was “Iris.”

It sounds like the reformed Rainbow Rocket is nothing short of a miracle, the subtitles displayed as the interviewer’s mouth moved.

Iris chuckled modestly. I wouldn’t say that. It seemed they all regretted their actions and had no place to go after their attempted takeover of Aether Paradise, so after their leader ran off, I decided to take charge and give them a different direction. Some of them took more convincing than others, but no one truly wants to be evil. It just takes the right touch.

“Anthea, can you get Vulpix settled?” N asked, still transfixed by the screen.

“Sure,” Anthea answered, and N took off.

The second N was in his room, N was writing. He’d worry about finding the address later.

Hello, Iris,

This is N. I saw your interview about the reformed Rainbow Rocket. I could use some advice. You see, my dad is a villain. His name is Ghetsis- you’ve probably heard about him on the news. I defeated him a year ago. I want to

N stopped before he finished the sentence. The truth was, N didn’t know what he ideally wanted with Ghetsis. He erased the sentence fragment.

I don’t want to have him locked up for the rest of his life. Is there anything you can tell me about how to get through to him? It seems like you have a magic touch.

Thanks.

With the help of one his staff members, N sent the letter, and he recieved one in response that very night.

N,

You need to come Alola as soon as possible. Team Rainbow Rocket is not reformed. I don’t have any power- my only job is to convince people that I do. Giovanni, the leader of Team Rocket and founder of Team Rainbow Rocket, broke me out of prison and helped me to change my name on the agreement that I would pull the wool over everyone’s eyes and act as their figurehead. I don’t even know what their end goal is, and I regret my cowardice.

I’ve heard whispers that Team Rainbow Rocket is planning an invasion of Unova. You run what was once a very powerful organization, and I want to give you all the knowledge I can provide so that you can fight against it. Giovanni is away on vacation for the next four days. I have included the coordinates to our location on the back of this letter. Come here and I will help you to infiltrate Team Rainbow Rocket for information.

Best regards,

Iris.

#pokemon #pokemon n #plasma leader ghetsis #team plasma #chairman rose #my fanfiction

[lunanoc]

For the ship meme thing... huo daofu/wu xie?

(thanks for asking!)

feeling a bit guilty for this one but i’ll do my best to explain my feelings about it

objectively i do see the appeal in the sense i can understand why people would like the kind of dynamic they have going on, but personally speaking, i don’t see it because i just don’t like the ship very much for a number of reasons.

one of those reasons is purely because of the fandom. and not to say people liking huo daofu/wu xie is a bad thing because it’s not, if you like it more power to you! it’s more a question of my personal preferences clashing with seeing it talked about a lot in conjunction with the sometimes pervasive fanon opinion in some spaces that wu xie and huo daofu were exes that i don’t really like or agree with. so it’s essentially that it’s been put in my face too much against my will for me to stay neutral about it and it’s shifted into dislike. it’s unfortunate but it happens

as far as my opinion about it beyond that, for the sake of fairness, it’s not entirely uninteresting and does have some material to work with, but in my opinion you have to be specifically talking about reboot drama canon for it to be a possibility at all. huo daofu isn’t in the books at all really apart from a short bit in sand sea, that the sand sea drama expands on to be fair, but even in that there’s nothing that suggests he knows wu xie personally, and some things stated in it about him directly contradict other things said in the reboot drama. which i know is something some people don’t care about, which is fair, to each their own, i just personally prefer canon coherence and divisions. if we’re strictly talking about reboot drama canon though, yes there’s something to work with, mostly coming from huo daofu’s end who seems to be stuck in an endless one-sided push and pull with wu xie for reasons that are never really discussed, but you can speculate. i know a popular fanon theory is that they met and dated while studying abroad in germany (which is another thing i fundamentally disagree with in that wu xie going to university in germany is strictly a lost tomb 1 thing, where he studied stays a mystery in pretty much all the other dramas, and in the books he went to zhejiang university in hangzhou, but again this is another debate that not everyone cares for), but you could also speculate that they don’t necessarily know each other, and that the resentment coming from huo daofu is tied to wu xie’s sand sea plan depriving him of taking over the huo family assets, and thar over the course of reboot he comes to know wu xie and grows fond of him despite himself

and there is tension in the sense their relationship in general, independently of whether you ship it or not, is fraught with animosity, although it’s animosty tinged with begrudging fondness and care, and the dynamic going on borders on divorced for (redacted) reasons in some ways so people aren’t wrong there, but another reason i don’t really see it is that i tend to view their relationship as heavily one-sided. keep in mind this is just my interpretation and not fact, but while i can understand seeing interest from huo daofu’s end, i really don’t see any coming from wu xie towards him, either in a romantic or sxual sense. his priorities very clearly lie elsewhere and with other people throughout the entirety of the drama, and while he absolutely does view huo daofu as one of his people and cares about him in that capacity, i don’t really see anything further coming from him. in that sense, huo daofu deserves better than an unrequited interest, and in general both of them deserve better than each other, mostly because neither of them could give the other what they need, not really. but again, this is just my take on it

i wish i had more positive things to say, i just really dislike this as a ship unfortunately :(

#ask meme #dmbj #wu xie #huo daofu #huo daofu/wu xie #negative #tagging just in case since i know people want to steer clear of negativity in their ship tags

[freckled-radfem]

I have experienced males defending me/ validating my reality in terms of my father abusing me, which made me aware he was abusive; he would abuse me and say “this is how guys are.” I do think 90% of men are trash, but most aren’t sexually abusing their own daughters. I am sad and often wish I had experienced romance/ avoid due to saftey but am always open to the idea. I think no woman should ever chase after a man and it’s best to avoid them.

I have women say I’m crazy for biking after dark… a stranger isn’t likely to do anything. I think it’s more dangerous to date but don’t blame women for thinking that maybe they can find someone decent.

Like you weirdly sound like you enjoy a the thought of a woman being hurt for not making choices you like. Boderline sociopathic.

I don’t sleep anymore, I’m in therapy, I’m traumatized by men and a separatist, but I sometimes fear healing due to the fear of attracting men, and feeling attraction /I do crave intimacy. My high standards will likely have me single for life, but I understand and empathize with how women are socialized and conditioned to charge love. Seems a bit much to hate women and gleefully like the idea of women getting raped or hurt because she was “asking for it” because she felt hope like yikes how demoralizing. Women are human and blame shifting male violence onto women is taking responsibility away from men. Some of you women seem to hate female survivors more than you hate men. Yikes.

I knew a woman whose father raped her. Still had a fiancé. Like to have gone what she gone through… and still had hope/ wants connection…. Women just want love in relationships thar doesn’t make them deserving of abuse.

It was women who helped me utilized the system.

Idk how blaming women for male violence aligns with feminism.

Do you think women deserve rape and violence from their partners? Were they asking for it?

It’s normal for peope to want healthy relationships. Women do not enter relationships with the expectation or knowledge they will be abused.

Does believing these women were truly fully informed make you feel justified In being misogyny?

At only 19, your prefrontal cortex is still developing… maybe come back again when you have more experiences… develop more empathy. Yikes.

How is this hate bile feminists?

“It might sound mean but…”

It sounds boderline sadistic.

I have empathy so idk I guess I’ll never get it I hate the thought of women being hurt it’s why I’m a feminist .

I didn't write that post you're referring to. Reblogging something does not mean I agree with everything that is said in a particular post. You're right, my prefrontal cortex is still developing...good thing I'm still exploring the topic of separatism without taking a hard stance on it yet. I also completely understand how straight women my age and younger feel pressure to date men. I feel that pressure too. Hope that clears things up!

#ask #mine

[munsontm]

IMPORTANT PORTRAYAL HC’S  :  EDDIE & THE PARTY PT 1.   (  MAX  )

This HC will not be including Dustin as I’ve already covered Eddie’s relationship with him in a seperate post here. This part is going to cover Max Mayfield. There will be subsequent follow up posts for the rest of the gang. These ramblings are of my own canon and do not relate to anything seen on the show for the most part since Eddie was hardly explored at all.

Finally there will be discussions of abuse in the examination of Eddie’s relationship to Max. Therefore, I don’t suggest reading ahead if that might trigger you.

MAX MAYFIELD.

I can’t talk about Max and Eddie without talking about Billy. It’s a very important component for various reasons. So, I’ll start with that. Both Billy and Eddie come from abusive and broken homes. The key difference here is not that Eddie is a better person than Billy. The key difference is that Eddie has been free of his abusers for 8 years and was given a chance to grow and recover from what was done to him by his own parents. Billy is still stuck in his cycle of abuse. He’s stuck with his dad. Stuck in Hawkins. He’s still living in his own hell. And he reacts to that by lashing out, being an asshole, and getting into trouble and doing stupid things. Eddie still does the latter two things, something to remember. The point is that Eddie could have easily become Billy if he’d stayed with his parents, and was still caught in thar cycle of abuse. If Billy had been given a chance to get out of his cycle. He could well have grown and become someone else with help and support. Abuse victims do not all look like and act like Eddie. Sometimes...anger is how they react. Is it right? Not necessarily, but it’s the tool they have without any support. I don’t condone or excuse anything Billy did, in case people are wondering, which I know you will be. But I understand it.

With that information in mind, let us look at Eddie and Max. After Billy dying and Max having complicated feelings about it. I feel like Eddie is the person she sorely needed in her life. Someone who had similar experiences to both her and Billy, but had come out the other side---somewhat better off. He’s still very much reeling from his past, he always will be. His parents fucked him up for life. Eddie can get help, which he does eventually. But there are parts of him that have been ruined forever and that he’ll never get back. Max and Eddie’s shared experiences of abusive homes, poverty, loss of family and after S4...the experience of death. It’s a no brainer that they have a lot in common, and that Eddie can be there for her in a way that Billy was not able to be because he was still caught in his abuse cycle. And Max can be there for Eddie too because she might be younger than him, but she understands better than many others what he has been through, is going through, because she’s been there herself.

I’ve said before that Eddie always wanted a little sister but also hoped he never would because he didn’t want another kid to experiences his parents. So, when Max comes along and Eddie is free from that former life---he does latch on to her a little bit once he gets to know her. She’s a big asshole lmao which Eddie doesn’t mind since he sees she hides behind that persona like he hides behind his freak mask. This shared persona makes them both absolutely atrocious at asking for help or even talking about their issues. Yet, Eddie makes a bigger effort to be open when it comes to Max because it really is like looking in a mirror sometimes, and having the big bro vibe that he does, he hates to see her suffer. And although he won’t tell her for years to come. Pushing himself to be more open for Max did help him overall get better at talking about his own problems and asking for help when he needed it.

Furthermore, Eddie always makes an effort to tell Max that his and Wayne’s door is always open for her. This soon extends to Eddie and Steve’s door when they move to Chicago. Eddie’s mother too was a drunk and as a small child he had no escape from that. But he wants to give Max the option he never had because he knows that shit is hard and it is draining, and Max deserves so much better than what she’s been dealt with, especially in S4. Max also concludes pretty quickly that Eddie isn’t guilty of murdering anyone in S4. For me this is because she does know him prior to Vecna events since they’re neighbours. Yeah, he’s a fucking weirdo. She’s not wrong. But she sees he’s absolutely harmless a lot quicker than everyone else aside from Dustin. i like to think Eddie attempted to recruit her for Hellfire too at one point---and she told him where to shove it.

Eddie and Max’s relationship post S4 is even more important than their one from before and during the season. They’ve both literally died. The world was already stacked against them because of their social standing, and Vecna came in like the government and tossed them into the void. Eddie wants to be there for Max even more than before since he knows she’ll need a kick in the ass to get back to herself just as much as he needs one. He really does love Max in every conceivable platonic way and would do anything for her. For me, at least. After Dustin, Eddie’s relationship with Max is the most important to his character, and it’s a shame the Duffer’s didn’t explore it hardly at all...like with all of Eddie’s relationships lmao.

#𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 : 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍? 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 🎸 #ooc. ( dumb handsome bitches are my aesthetic. ) #➤ ᴍᴀx : 𝐢𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥; 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 𝙬𝙚'𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙! 🛹

[c-jay321]

So I’m watching Spiderverse again and I’m so confused as to why Gwen was around from the very beginning if all the Spider people supposedly came at the same time during the explosion??

And how did she get into Visions anyway? And Alchemax? If she was from another dimension? Did she slip into the place of the Gwen from Brooklyn? If there even was a Brooklyn Gwen?

#into the spider verse #spiderverse #spiderman: into the spiderverse #spiderman itsv #itsv #gwen stacy #cjay’s rambling #i’ll never understand thar #*that

[nunchiimagines]

OT7 Request

When They’re Dating Someone Who’s Blasian

Requested By: @delicatejudgegoopmonger​

Request: Ok um i just want to say that I love you and your blog so much i want to cry , u have such a way with your work and I love it 💜But as a blasian I was wondering if u could do a OT7 request with a blasian y/n and what it would be like being in a relationship with each other and all fluff ( i hope that makes sense and I'm sorry if this is so long 😅 😔 you don't have to do this if it's understandable) love you and I hope your staying safe and healthy 💖

— Pairing: BTS x Reader

— Genre: Fluff

— Word Count: 3.1k

— Warnings: beginning stages of sexual harassment, ignorance, racism, jealousy

~MASTERLIST~

**AUTHOR’S NOTE**

Here’s request number 6! I’ll admit I kinda got a bit self-indulgent on this one as I could relate to this strongly! Some of the situations that take place are based off of my own personal experiences as someone who is also blasian. This does not mean all people who are blasian have experienced this. With that being said, this kinda turned out to be a “When They’re Jealous” type of story as well. Please enjoy!

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“That guy’s pretty irritating.” Jimin admitted under his breath as one of the make-up artists was doing touch ups.

She let out a slight chuckle from his statement, causing him to smile in response.

“Eh, it’s not so bad. He’s just a bit friendly.” Hoseok said, fixing his tie.

“A tad bit too friendly.”

You had an interesting relationship with BTS. To put it simply, you were dating all 7 members in secret. To the public eye, you were just a staff member. And to anyone who managed to see your interactions with the guys out in the open, you were merely a friend. You had met them a little over a year ago. An acquaintance of Pdogg’s referenced you as a lyricist for the title track for last year's released album. Namjoon and Yoongi were two of the main writers for thar track, with massive input from the other members, but when you shed your own creative light onto it, needless to say the entire world was amazed.

They had loved your skills so much that they continued to ask you for input on the other tracks, other albums, as well as personal work. Even Jungkook confided in you (albeit shyly) when he was preparing to release another song for ARMY. The more they spent time with you the more they got to know you on a much more personal level. They discovered your creative mindset extended passed words but also to art and design. So when Jimin wanted to do a MV for a personal song, you offered up a perfect physical representation of what he had envisioned. 

It got to the point where you even extended your services to TXT and sometimes even ENHYPEN. At that point, Big Hit had hired you as an independent contractor and then as a permanent worker within the last few months. You were one of very few foreign workers under Big Hit and you felt very honored. The day you were celebrated for becoming a full time employee was the day the guys drank a little too much. Alcohol was never really a fan favorite for you so you opted on some soda. However, something that was supposed to be lighthearted and fun kinda turned unexpected. And it was Jimin who started to spill the beans on the subtle nuances of their feelings for you.

“Y/n~” Jimin cooed out.

“Gahh! Why are you so prettyyy??” he continued to whine louder.

Jungkook and Taehyung giggled uncontrollably causing Jimin to do the same. Their faces were beat red and they fell every which way with wide smiles. Namjoon couldn’t help the laughing fit bubbling inside of him either and Jin watched in amusement. 

“You really are very beautiful Y/n.” Hoseok said seriously.

His eyes were glazed over and he could feel his heart beating. 

“She’s more than beautiful! She’s...she’s gorgeous! I wish…” Jimin said hiccuping then laughing again.

“It’s so loud…” he mumbled in embarrassment.

Your cheeks were flushed from the compliments but you were curious where this conversation would go.

“What’s so loud Hobi?” you asked him gently.

“My heart...It’s so loud when you’re around. But now it’s screaming at me.” he whined.

“Ooh! Ooh! Mine does too!” Jungkook happily cheered.

“It goes BOOM BOOM BOOM! It’s so fast when I see her smile! Like I was exercising or...or...um…” he said trailing off trying hard to think.

“Or like you were exercising?” Jin attempted to finish.

“Yeeeaaahhhhh~” he said.

They both bursted into laughter after that, their faces fixed on a temporary smile.

“Y/n...I think I’m falling in love with you.” Taehyung said slumped over on top of Jimin. 

“Love can’t even begin to describe it.” Namjoon mumbled with a shy smile.

Your heart skipped a beat your face had reddened. Anyone who would have walked in would assume you all were drunk with how red you were. You took a deep breath and calmed yourself down as much as possible.

“As much as I appreciate your kind words, I think we should call it a night. I have a feeling you guys don’t even realize what you're saying...or if you even mean it.” you explained, coaxing Taehyung off of Jimin and pushing them to their rooms.

“I think you may be mistaken.” Yoongi piped in.

You stopped in your tracks, realizing that Yoongi was always pretty good at holding his liquor. You were surprised he didn’t even attempt to deny their drunk claims and waited for him to elaborate.

“I think I can safely say that we all feel the same way towards you.”

You bit your lip, nervousness coursing through your body at the unbelievable words coming from Yoongi. And because they came from him specifically, it made them all the more believable. That scared you.

“And what...what way is that...exactly?” you asked hesitantly, unsure if you really wanted to know the answer.

Yoongi chuckled, avoiding your question to help lift Jin up.

“Just let them sober up tomorrow morning and we’ll explain more thoroughly then. You deserve to be told under more...appropriate circumstances. Especially when we’re in the right mind.” Yoongi vaguely clarified.

You didn’t want to push the issue and nodded your head in agreement. For the remainder of the night both Yoongi and yourself tidied up, put the members to rest, and exchanged goodbyes. The following day, you were placed in the living space where you were surrounded by nervous looking members with flushed faces, fiddling hands, and averted gazes. It was then they came clean to you about their harbored feelings and how it had been that way for quite some time. After a long talk and more expressing of feelings, you had agreed to be their girlfriend, in secret of course.

So now here we are today! You were granted permission to travel to America with them while on tour. Most of this was approved due to some of the members requesting your aid on personal projects they'd be working on throughout the progress of the tour. It was double beneficial because you got to see your family the closer they got to your hometown. 

Currently, however, they were getting ready for an exclusive live radio show interview with a popular broadcaster here in Los Angeles. As exciting as this was for them to continue to spread their passion and message further, they couldn't help but notice how many of the males here often watched or stared at you. You had a unique beauty to you, one that was slightly different from some of the women they had encountered before. 

When they first met you they were absolutely convinced you were in a relationship but when you admitted that you weren't and never had been, that changed the entire game.However, though they managed to bag someone as amazing as you, inside and out, they were proud of knowing that you were theirs and no one else's. But that didn’t stop them from experiencing jealousy. 

As stated earlier your relationship is kept under serious wraps, so of course people were not aware you were taken. That only resulted in many suitors trying to swoon you, more often than you, yourself, even recognized. But they noticed it all the time, and now was one of those times where it was infuriating.

You were minding your own business when the co-host of today's show came up to you. He had a bright smile, a ruggedly handsome face, and was your typical run of the mill american male from california. He was shrouded in confidence and knew women wanted him. So he went in with no need to hold back or even really try that hard.

“I’m sorry, I couldn't help but notice you standing here. I’m pretty well versed in my staff and I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around. Are you new?” he asked politely.

You looked up at him with a returning smile, too nice to see through his obvious ploy.

“Oh no! I don’t work here. I’m with the guys and their staff.” you corrected.

“The guys? Oh, you mean that K-pop group...BTS, right?” he said as if he just remembered who they were.

You slightly twitched at that, already feeling irritated by the way he said that, but let it go. You continued to smile and nodded your head to confirm his question.

“Wow, I thought only Koreans worked for them! They only speak Korean right? Do you know the language?” he asked ignorantly.

“I can get by.” you stated with a bit more curtness in your voice.

“I see. Well you know...forgive me for my assumptions, but you kinda...look asian. Are you Korean? No wait...maybe Indian?” he asked.

“Do you mean Native American?”

“Yeah, same thing right?”

It took everything in your willpower not to visibly display disgust but before you even had a chance to say anything, the man kept going.

“Wow, maybe filipino? Or, half white? You have really interesting features. It’s very exotic! You could be a model with looks like yours.” he attempted to compliment.

“Thank...you?” you said in more of a questioning tone.

He laughed, thinking he was actually getting somewhere with you despite the clear cut ignorance and inappropriate actions. He grabbed for your arm and rubbed his fingers slightly over the exposed areas. A shiver ran down your spine at that.

“But seriously, what are you? I'm so intrigued.” he asked.

“Y/n.” a voice called out to you.

Both you and the co-host looked at the owner of the sudden voice. It was Yoongi. To the untrained eye, Yoongi held the same stoic expression. One that could be mistaken for icey cold and distant. But you knew that he was irritated and annoyed, more than likely by the man who still hadn’t let go of you yet.

“Yoongi!” you said a little too excited, appreciation coursing through you.

He could tell you were feeling uncomfortable and decided to step in. Normally he’d let guys like this run their course of trying to win you over before evidently failing in the end. But when he started to touch you, he got irritated. He wasn’t the only one. The co-host had spotted intense glares coming from both Hoseok and Jimin.

“Are you okay?” he asked in Korean.

“I’m good. Just a bit uncomfortable.” you responded.

“Let’s head back to the others. We have a bit of time before it starts.” he said.

You nodded your head and politely released his hold on you. He never broke eye contact, a slight smirk of stubbornness still clear on his face.

“I see you got to go take care of them. I’ll see you around…?” he paused, waiting for you to give your name. 

“Y/n.” you said with slight hesitation, not really wanting to give up that piece of information.

“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” he declared before walking away.

By the time you turned around Jimin and Hoseok were crowding you.

“That guy was so irritating!” Hoseok admitted with an annoyed scowl on his face.

“I told you! We should’ve walked over here sooner!” Jimin whined.

“At least he’s gone now.” Yoongi sighed out.

“Baby, you might need to be locked in a room when we do stuff like this.” Hoseok teased.

You laughed at that, knowing they didn’t really mean that...fully.

“It’s like these guys have never seen a pretty girl before.” Yoongi said, based on his observations.

“What was he saying to you anyway?” Jimin asked.

“He asked me what I was.” you plainly stated.

There was a sudden pause with looks of confusion.

“He what?” Jimin questioned with a slight tilt of his head.

“What does that mean?” Hoseok laughed.

“Did he mean...your ethnicity?” Yoongi asked.

“BINGO. I actually get that asked more often than you’d think. I think most people can tell I’m black but then when they look at me closely they start seeing several other ethnicities. I’ve received Filipino, Native American, and a couple of others. But I admit, no one’s ever called me white before.” you giggled thinking back on the man’s question.

“Have they never seen someone of mixed race before? Seems kinda odd for the United States.” Hoseok said.

“Honestly, I’m not sure. Though we are considered a mixing pot, there are plenty of people who have never seen black people before. When my mom was in college her first roommate was shocked because she had never seen a black person in real life.” you stated matter-of-factly.

“WHAT?!” Hoseok shouted.

“I’d not expect that from a place like here!” Yoongi chimed in.

“There’s all sorts of stories people could tell you! But we can save that for another time. I think it’s time for you to go on air.” you pointed out.

The first half of the interview went fairly smoothly. Despite the co-hosts' earlier display of ignorance, both him and the host were actually quite knowledgeable and respectful towards the guys. It seemed as though they were enjoying themselves. But now they were on a short break. You were waiting in the back for them to step off of the stage. Jungkook and Taehyung made a beeline towards you, as they didn’t have a chance to see you earlier before they started. 

“You both did so well! Your english has improved even more so than last time! I can already see it now; ARMY’s everywhere posting how proud they are of you all! How do you both feel?” you asked, praising them.

“I actually feel really good!” Jungkook admitted first.

“I think I nailed down what I wanted to say and I didn’t feel as nervous.”

Taehyung nodded in agreement, a small boxy smile forming on his face.

“Thank you for helping us when hyung couldn't.” Taehyung said happily.

“Aww~ of course! But honestly, you guys always do so well on your own. I can’t take the credit for that.” 

“Y/n!” a sudden voice interrupted.

The three of you looked up at the approaching co-host. The air shifted slightly when he came up to you, not even giving the other two the time of day. You had kept a mental note of this. Taehyung and Jungkook were quick to realize it as well and were visibly not happy. Especially Taehyung.

“When this interview finally ends, there’s something I’d like to ask you. In private.” he emphasized that last part cutting looks to the other two.

Taheyung glared harder at the man and Jungkok perched an eyebrow upwards. When he placed his gaze back onto you, you held a look of slight annoyance.

“It’s okay, you can just ask me now.” you challenged.

He was a bit taken aback, looking at the guys then back at you again. He smiled.

“Well, I guess I could. It’s not like they’d understand me anyway.” he laughed.

“Excuse me-” 

You were about to go off on him when the signal sounded for everyone to come back together again. You had to bite your tongue this time, Jungkook reaching for your hand to squeeze it really quickly in reassurance. You hated westerners openly being rude, mocking, or looking down on the guys just because they didn’t meet their standards. This guy was grating on your nerves but you knew you needed to stay quiet for their sake. At least for now.

When the second half of the interview started up, you noticed a slight change in the co-host’s attitude. It felt like he was testing the guys, challenging them as if he was superior in every way, shape, and form. It was pissing you off and you weren’t the only one to realize it. Jimin and Yoongi held an intimidating look, Taehyung’s face was stoic and uninterested, Hoseok and Namjoon were stern and filled with observation, and lastly Jin and Jungkook tried to keep their faces from displaying the feelings of rising tension. Luckily, it was finally over.

When you guys gathered into the waiting room one last time, Jin had instantly migrated towards you. He had noticed that something was wrong and wanted to cheer you up the best way he could. He took your hands in both of his and started doing dynamic poses with them, you guys mirroring each other in silly ways. He then started to serenade you dramatically which instantly caused you to start giggling. Namjoon found enjoyment in this and started singing off key on purpose to make you laugh even harder as well.

You were so caught up in you guys messing around that you didn’t notice two eyes boring into you. They were filled with annoyance, arrogance, and a challenge. Clearing his throat to get your attention, you looked up surprised and then slightly annoyed. It was him. Again. 

Jin and Namjoon watched every move he made. He looked at you then at your hands interlaced with Jin. When neither of you showed that you were going to let go he glared subtly. That must've irked Jin because he began to play with your hands again so clearly in front of him. 

“Did you need something?” Namjoon asked.

“Oh! I forgot you knew english. RM, right? Yeah well actually Ms. Y/n and I agreed to have a talk.” he said glancing back over at you with a sly smile.

When Namjoon and Jin still hadn’t left like he had hoped, he straightened up and coughed.

“Privately, that is.” he added with more curtness in his voice.

There was loud laughter coming from the back of a room, Jungkook barreling out to hug you tightly around the waist. Taehyung followed closely behind, the same child-like look present on his face. 

“Yah! You can’t use her as a shield!” Taehyung argued with a laugh.

When the two youngest started playing around you, they completely disregarded the co-host standing by...as well as Jin and Namjoon. They all caused a ruckus that only made you laugh even harder. The co-host looked irritated at this point but then started to notice certain things. 

The way Jungkook’s hands were  gripping your hips. How close you were in Taehyung’s arms. How you still refused to let go of Jin’s hands. The way Jimin and Hoseok glared at him. When Yoongi interfered with his flirting. And now Namjoon looking him straight in the eyes with a smug smirk, his dimples showing. He slowly started to put it together and he knit his brows. 

“Actually, forget it.” he announced.

“You sure?” Namjoon questioned.

The man glared at Namjoon one last time before turning his back on him.

“Yeah, she’s clearly occupied. Exoctic girls like that were always a bit more, experimental. Even if they could do better.” Namjoon’s jaw clenched but he knew better than to even entertain the man. 

He knew that’s what he wanted them to do; react. And Namjoon was not going to do that. In the end they got you and you got them. Nothing was going to take that away.

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#bts #bts x you #bts x reader #bts x y/n #bts x woc #bts x poc #bts x blasian reader #bts imagines #bts scenarios #bts poly fic #bts poly!au #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #writing requests

[ordinaryschmuck]

What I Thought About “Separate Tides” from The Owl House

Salutations, random people on the internet who most likely won’t read this! I am an Ordinary Schmuck. I write stories and reviews and draw comics and cartoons.

...>A-hem< F**KING CALLED IT!

I said that the earliest that The Owl House would return would be late June and early July. And some of YYYOOOUUU sons of witches doubted me by saying it would be fall or winter. Well, guess what! "Separate Tides'' has come and gone, the show is back and better than ever, and we are all happy about it! You see how it pays to be optimistic, you persistent PACK OF PESSIMISTS!

...Sorry. Got a little hot there. I'm just so happy it's BACK!

10 MONTHS! It's been nearly 10 months since this show began its hiatus, large in part because of the pandemic. It was painful. BOY, was it painful. But I can already tell that the new season is going to be well worth the wait just by this episode alone.

But beware you mangey sea dogs! Thar be spoilers ahead when discussing such a premier.

And I swear to you that it's only spoilers for "Separate Tides." I haven't seen "Escaping Expulsion" either, and I promise you will be safe from anybody ruining it for you. But maybe don't read any responses from this post. Thar may be d**ks in these waters. So let's review, shall we!

WHAT I LIKE

Mirroring Season One’s Opening Scene: First off, this is a neat callback to what is the perfect first impression of the series. That scene perfectly introduces us to the type of show The Owl House is, while this one acts as a reintroduction to the world we left for way too long.

Second, this is also a well-hidden character moment. Luz is finally living the life she dreamed of, but it isn't exactly all that she expected. It's a great showcase that despite literally running away to a fantasy world, Luz is still getting a regular dose of reality. And I still love the irony in all of that.

(Plus, King eating the bounty is just funny).

The Recap Recording: This is a smart way to recap events from the season finale. It might be weird that Luz says things that the audience already knows, but she's not talking to us. She's talking to her mom. So she's going to explain all that she can in a way for Camila to fully understand. Besides, not every fan had repeatedly watched The Owl House Season One over and over again like a bunch of frickin' lunatics...You know who you are.

Plus, as an upside, Luz gets to explain new events and concepts for how she and the rest of the Owl House are making a living. In no way does it feel like forced exposition because, again, she's trying to describe as much as she can to her mother. It's a reasonable and natural way to talk to the audience in order to catch them up while also showing what's been happening since we've last left this show.

Luz Can’t Send Texts to Her Mom: ...Well, Texts to Home, it was fun while it lasted, but the current canon has decided that you're done. I'll miss you and appreciate all that you've done for me, but, yeah, this is the end. Sorry.

Alright, now that I got my jokes out of the way, allow me to explain how this is really a heartbreaking moment. Because the fact that Luz is forever cut off from her mother, even through texts, is an idea that just twists the knife in your heart when you really sit down to think about it. Luz's little goodbye at the end of her video does nothing but makes it worse.

On the upside, we get some solid character development as Luz doesn't even hesitate to send the video to Camila, learning her lesson from "Enchanted Grom Fright" about being more honest. She finally faced her fear, even if it was a fruitless effort.

They’re Doing Odd Jobs Now: This is a smart workaround for how the Owl House residents are making money. Some fans guessed that maybe Eda had so much junk piled up that they wouldn’t worry, but this seems more of a logical direction. Even if Eda had enough garbage to sell, she’ll can and will eventually run out at some point, meaning that they will all have to take the odd jobs anyway. So I appreciate the writers used that plot point sooner rather than later, as a fun romp as bounty hunters is something you want to do early in the season instead of later on. Especially with how Dana Terrace confirmed that s**t’s gonna go down in the future.

Lilith: ...I'm still willing to hold off--What the f**k did I say his name was? *looks up past review* Frederick Ulis--Frederick Ulisinsburg!

I am willing to hold off Frederick Ulisinsburg, for now, because Lilith is...sort of on the right track. I mean, I don't like how quick she was to playfully mock Eda or rudely yell at Hooty. But I do think that there is potential for her character. She feels genuine guilt for what she's done, and there's a chance that the new season will explore that further if the writers are smart (which they are). On top of that, there's a possibility that every time Lilith tries to act cocky or full of herself, she will be treated as a proverbial punching bag because of it. Like how her poster got burned down after boasting how impressive she looks. Or how Golden Guard's poster magically sealed itself to her face when Lilith tried to throw it away. It's the latter that primarily got me cackling like a madman due to how deservingly hilarious it was.

And, well...she happily clapped like a schoolgirl! Which was adorable! I can't hate characters who have the potential to be adorable! It's not in my nature!

So, while I am a little hesitant in liking her, I think there's a chance for improvement in her character in the future that I look forward to. We just have to wait and see if the writers pull it off.

(By the way, to the person that came up with Lilith wearing a "battery low" shirt...you're a genius in visual gags/storytelling.)

Greg’s List: Have I ever mentioned that this show is funny?

Who's Greg? Why does he organize a list of perfect bounties?

I don't know, but the idea of some random person in the Boiling Isles is putting it on himself to set up a list to make bounties...I'm sorry, but that's funny to me. It's also probably for how Craig's List was made, but when you really think about it, Craig's List is a funny idea as well.

Eda Isn’t Feared Anymore: I sort of guessed that this would happen, but seeing it is a whole different level of sympathy to feel for the character. Eda's main schtick was being the most powerful witch on the Isles, and that's gone now. She's forced to adapt to this new normal, which she's quick to do, but still. Tt's got to be a rough kick to the ego now that no one even cares about who she is anymore.

It's a low moment for her character that hopefully sets up her own arc for the rest of the season.

Luz Feels Like She’s a Burden: I will demolish her with love and kindness if she even CONSIDERS talking so poorly about herself again! Because Luz is not a burden. She is a beam of light that literally brightens up the lives of nearly everyone she meets. Eda already explains how her life is better because of Luz (through a heart-tugging speech that almost got to me, by the way), but it's not just Eda.

King now has his first real friend who admires him and treats him like the king he wants to be.

Willow has become much more confident and cheerful because Luz was always in her corner.

Gus learns more about the humans he appreciates with his whole heart while also having a friend that treats him like an equal rather than a kid.

And do I even have to say ANYTHING about Amity?

The Boiling Isles wouldn't be better off without Luz. It's better because of her. And shame on this girl for thinking otherwise...even though I fully understand where she's coming from.

I'm about to get personal for a second, so strap in. Because I am a twenty-somthing-year-old who is currently living with his mom. It's as pathetic as it sounds. But it's because I'm still attending college, and she says school comes first and jobs and apartments come second. Despite that, I feel like trash for just...living here as she still takes care of me and pays for the food I can't afford. She says that I shouldn't worry about it, but I still wait for the day I can finally pay her back for everything. Not some things, but everything. And that's Luz's mentality in this episode. The overwhelming guilt she's feeling for thinking she's inconveniencing Eda's life is something that hits really hard for me. It doesn't matter if it's true, but that she believes it's true. It's a heartbreaking character arc she's forced into for this episode that also adds more to why she's one of the many characters I heavily relate to.

Lulu and Hootstipher: Whoever thought of this idea...I f**king love you.

This is similar to when Noah and Owen became friends in Total Drama World Tour. Seemingly one-sided at first, you see a cute friendship that you would have never expected, but it works! Hooty is this happy and naive character who hardly understands what's going on half the time, and Lilith is...Lilith. Their chemistry is instantly fun as their dynamic is quick to understand.

This also shines with potential for character growth, for it could give Lilith a chance to be more caring and Hooty a chance to be more than just the comic relief. If you were to tell me that this is what was going to happen when the season premiered, I would have thought you were crazy. But now, after seeing it in action, I'm genuinely excited to see where this cute friendship between these two goes.

(As long as it doesn't involve fans shipping them. Because Hooty can do better)

Luz Getting Better with Her Magic: Our little bisexual princess is growing up! And, man, is it awesome to see. Luz going from just barely knowing how to do magic to full-on using her spells like second nature just warms my heart with all the character growth it presents. Now, some people might want an explanation for how she's able to do said spells, to which I say: "Who the f**k cares?"

If you ask me, Luz's magic is one of those things that doesn't need a direct answer because it doesn't matter as much. But if you're going to be a baby about it, here's what I can offer: As far as I can tell, it's equal parts having the glyph and mentally picturing what the spell should do. It's much like how Willow draws a spell circle and can either make giant jungle vines or a patch of flowers to land on. Luz's glyphs are her own spell circles. As long as she concentrates hard enough, she can make the glyph do whatever she wants it to.

There. You have your explanation. Now let's just all appreciate the fact that Luz can now throw fireballs and make vine whips like the superpowered teenager she most likely fantasized of being. Ok? Ok.

A Pirate Losing His Head...Literally: ...And I'm gonna go ahead and add that to the list.

I mean, for f**k's sake, WE SEE BONE! He puts his head back on, but we still see the bone!

Eda in a Pirate Outfit: ...That is all.

The Golden Guard: This guy shows up for only a few minutes, and I'm already beginning to like him. He seems just as threatening as Belos while also coming across as a guy who loves his job and being a ton of fun to watch because of it. I adore villains that find that balance of being funny and terrifying. The result is a character who makes me laugh on top of making me scared of what they could do to our protagonists. So far, that's the Golden Guard in a nutshell, and I can't wait to see what the rest of the season has in store with him. Whether it involves seeing him play with food as he did with Eda and Luz in this episode or seeing him getting kicked in the crotch like a little punk like him deserves, I am all for it.

(Bonus points if it's Amity who does the crotch kicking if he ever makes an advancement on Luz)

Eda Wanting to Protect the Selkidomus: I love this. It plays into the idea that Eda cares about things being wild and free and despises how Emperor Belos would want to control everything, including the most insignificant of animals. It shows just how kind Eda really is rather than someone motivated by greed...even if she does end up filthy rich in the end.

Emperor Belos’ Brief Cameo: Yup, still terrifying!

And if it turns out that Belos can see the Scrying Potion that Lilith made...we're going to have some problems.

Much like the actual problems that I have with this episode!

(Like that transition?)

WHAT I DISLIKE

King Being Stupid: King has two different personalities in this series. Either he's a pathetic wannabe ruler who seems intelligent or an idiotic Disney comedic sidekick. That latter version of King is what we get in "Separate Tides," and I don't like it (obviously). I don't care how cute it is to see him cling onto Luz's leg and exclaim how he won't let her leave. The same character who helped Luz break into a prison to save Eda shouldn't be the same one who falls asleep when a sheet covers him like a dumbass parrot! King's at his best when he's as intelligent as the rest of the characters. And not as dumb as someone like Hooty.

Eda Being Too Nice Around Lilith: This one bothers me the most. After being cursed for thirty years and having her life ruined by the person she thought she could trust the most, Eda is still all smiley and jokey when talking to Lilith. Yeah, sorry, but I don't buy that. No one in their right mind would be that cool with a person who did all of what Lilith did. It's a major misstep that squanders what could have been a fantastic overarching story of Eda learning to forgive her sister and Lilith trying to earn it. We'll at least get Lilith's guilt, but as is, I feel Eda showing genuine anger towards her would elevate that story by a lot.

IN CONCLUSION

But that's about all the bad things I have to say about "Separate Tides." As is, it is a well-earned, solid A of a season premiere. It introduces new concepts and characters I can't wait to see more of, continues old storylines and character development instead of ignoring them, and still proves that The Owl House is as charming and funny as it always was. Maybe the rest of the season could continue to be great, or maybe things might get worse. Time can only tell. For now, all I can tell you is that "Separate Tides" is a great and fun episode that makes me excited as we set sail to this new season.

(And Scared. Mostly scared)

#the owl house #the owl house season 2 #the owl house review #luz noceda #edalyn clawthorne #lilith clawthorne #the golden guard #king of demons #toh hooty #what i thought about

[sunseteyes]

Hey! Hey! If it’s possible, can I request, mitsuri or rengoku with an S/O who’s autistic or on the spectrum! You can Decline this if you are not comfortable! Don’t Worry!

thank you for the request! although, i hope i had written this well. i know this is a sensitive topic so i decided on making it as a headcanon instead and i’ll be doing both, i hope you don’t mind. i don’t have much experience with people with autism even whilst i studied medicine so i’ve chosen an illness wih a lesser extent than autism and it’s called Asperger’s Syndrome. but it’s more known now as autism spectrum disorder or ASD. you can search for it and learn more about people wth this syndrome :)

kyoujurou rengoku

when kyoujuou met you, he’d instantly notice how you’d stick yur eyes to the ground as if the mere sight of them was blinding

but he would not call you out. he’d also see how you’d separate yourself from others, concludig to himself that you might not be used to be social at all

he’d keep an eye on you since then, feeling like he had some sort of responsibility for you

and when he senses that you’re not comfortable talking with somebody and if somebody was indeed trying to talk to you, he’d call for them and make them do something else or take their mind off of you

and when he gets to be on a mission with you, he’d try to test the waters and try to greet you

“good morning! what a wonderful day, isn’t it?!”

i do admit he’d feel a tad bit awkward because after keeping an eye on you for awhile, that day was the very first time he’d talk to you

he’d never try before because he’d respect your privacy

and he’s only trying now because he would also want you to feel that even if you can’t talk much to him, he’d be willing to accept thar and still won’t treat you differently than the others

thus, he’ll just talk as if you’re talking back too

and maybe you’ll respond, just not verbally, maybe with your expresions or hand gestures

he’d get used to it, as if he’s talking to you normally

some would find it weird but most would be really touched by his effort towards you

and you’d be moved yourself too, because no one else had been this compassionate and patient with you

he’d be understanding even if you won’t show emotions, or even givea smile at his jokes

but when you did learn how to smile, he’d be overjoyed he could marry you in an instant

seriously, find a man like kyoujurou

mitsuri kanroji

“hello! i’ve never seen you around here. what’s your name?”

mitsuri would try to talk to you

and she’d feel bad when you ignore her, her feelings would be crushed

but she’d feel bad even more when she finds out about your condition

and she’d immediately want to apologize, although it might take awhile because she’s panicking HOW

she’d be awkward at first but she’d try to be really understanding when you stil can’t make eye contact with her

although, she’d still try her best to try to converse with you, even if all you do were gestures

but she’d stick around, and sooner, she’d get used to it just like kyo

and she’d be amazed at your intelligence!

because whenever you do talk to her, everything your mouth spouts are strategies and detailed observations or informations

she’d also be engrossed with the topic you’d be talking about, it would take the whole day just with one topic

and she wouldn’t mind, at all

because she’s already glad you’d even be talking to her, seriously

and she’d also notice that you eat the same food over and over so she’d try her best to find places to eat that has the same menu

or you two would just eat on the same place she wouldn’t mind either

she’d try her best to understand even if you won’t see that she’s annoyed or others are offended with your words

she may even try to explain to them or apologize on your behalf

but even so, she’d be extremely overprotective with you when someone does speak behind your back

she might be very loving but she’s reliable and loyal as well

she knows you by the heart and she’d be willing to stand by you side no matter what

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons #demon slayer headcanons #kny rengoku #love pillar #flame pillar #rengoku x reader #kyoujurou x reader #kyoujurou regoku #mitsuri x reader #mitsuri kanroji #nnr daydream #nnr kny

[i-write-sometimes-blog]

Love lockdown (Rey x Reader High School AU)

Request: Could you do one where the reader and Rey are in high school and is Poe or Kylo/Bens younger sister and is dating Rey secretly and the readers brother catches them together on their anniversary and totally supports it, putting the readers nerves about being outed to rest :) sorry for the long request I hope it makes sense :)))

Words: 1,935 (finally something longer)

A/N: I had so much fun writing this request, I love the high School AU and will definitely write more about it. And also, hope you enjoy this I put my heart on it. Let me know what you think!

(The pic is not mine, found it on google)

Six months. Six amazing months, the sweetest and most exiting you have ever experienced and everything thanks to her, the brunette that came from a land far away, with bright eyes and the kindest soul, the one who was always trying to help everybody and sometimes forgot herself.

Rey of Jakku, though she prefered to be called just Rey. She stole your heart since the first day she walked into the classroom, you were amazed by her beauty at first but as the class went on she surprised you with her knowledge.

She shared the same classes with you and slowly you got closer to her, nervous at first you helped her find the correct class guiding her for the busy halls and invited her join you and your group of friends Poe, Finn and Rose at lunch. Every moment you passed with her felt different and completely new, maybe it was because she came from a whole different place or maybe it was just her but it made your heart beat faster.

She was a strong woman with enough courage to stood against the school bullies, furious, always causing trouble and pushing down as much people as they could, the terror of S.W.High School known as 'The First Order' Hux, Phasma and their leader Kylo Ren.

One day Kylo pushed a boy in the hallway but nobody said nothing, it was already a common thing but Rey didn't stood quiet, she answered and even punched Kylo. Since that day they became kind of enemies, that same day she also asked you out.

It was so sudden, hiding behind the steps of the football stadium, she confessed her feelings for you making you the happiest person and so you did to her. It was all so sweet but there was something you let her know that day, a secret a few knew. Kylo's real name.

"Solo?" She asked perplex "But that would make him…"

"My brother" you cut her.

"So I just kicked your brother in the face?" She asked still processing.

"He deserves It" you calm her and you took her hands giving them a little squeeze, preparing yourself to ask a very difficult question. "Rey, now that we're a thing, and I'm beyond happy for thar, I need to ask you a favor" she took one of your hands and took it to her lips leaving a warm kiss on it.

"Anything for you, Y/N" she told you. A sigh left your lips.

"I need you to keep this a secret"

"What? Why?" She asked confused.

"I'm not exactly out" you explained her "And I don't know what could happen if Ben finds out, things are already complicated in home." You looked at the ground for moment and then back at her delicate face. "I know is too much to ask, believe me this is the very last thing I want, I'd like to walk holding your hand through the halls but " you stopped for a second "I just can't"

There was a moment of silence and then she cupped your face and made you look at her softly.

"I understand" she muttered "We're on this together and I really like you, Y/N. I'll do anything, absolutely anything for you" Rey told you and you felt the tears beginning to form in the corner of your eyes, what have you done to deserve a girl like Rey?

Since that day that became one of your hiding spots where you could go and be yourself, hold her as much as you wanted, kiss her. You sat together in every single class, secretly holding hands beneath the table, you two found small and sweet ways to be together and express your feelings without anyone noticed. Kylo was sometimes a problem, always getting you away from Rey but everytime you and her found the solution. All seemed to be alright, more than that, Rey made you feel like the luckiest girl in the whole galaxy.

And that was the thing, after six months the only thing you wanted was to scream how much you loved her, you wanted to scream it from the top of your lungs, hold her in your arms in front of everyone without having to worry, you wanted to call her yours so much but you were terrified.

The anniversary number six has finally arrived and Rey asked you to meet you after class in your favorite spot where everything had started.

"Why do I have to wait?" Said Kylo annoyed sitting at the wheel of the dark car.

"There's a project we need to talk about" you tried to explain but he seemed uninterested. "Just wait for me, Ben" you snapped as you opened the door. You two always got back home together as much as he hated it your mother asked him to and he couldn't say no.

"Twenty minutes" he told you "or I'll leave you here and you'll walk home and I won't explain Han why I left you" he growled

"You don't even talk to dad anymore"

"I don't care. Hurry. " He told you and held his phone careless.

Accelerating your steps you rushed toward the football stadium, the rhythm of your heart racing faster as you saw her waiting for you sitting in the grass, oh she loved the grass so much and you loved how much it fascinated her. She raised her head when she heard your steps, putting herself on feet. She held you in her arms as soon as you arrived burying her face in the curve of your neck leaving some small kisses on your skins. You guided her lips up your skin until you finally touched her lips with yours, both desperate to felt each others close.

“Happy anniversary!” she told you catching her breath.

“Happy six months together” you replied.

“I wish we could do something to celebrate” she told you “We could go dinner, wherever you want, just name it”

“I wish we could” you told her. “Mom wants me to help her today, I’m so sorry, babe”

“Hey, you’re here, aren’t you?” she stroked your cheek “That’s more than enough, I love you more than anything, Y/N” a smile crossed your face.

“And so do I, Rey” you kissed her cheek. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise”

“You don’t have to” she wrapped her hands around your waist and you placed yours over her shoulders smiling. “Unless” she raised her eyebrow.

“Unless?” you smirked as she bit her lips before leaning to put you in a new kiss, a passionate and heated kiss yet sweet and soft.

“The heck is going on?” you heard a familiar voice that obligated you to break the kiss, turning around you found your brother confused face looking at you. It was over. Covering your completely red face with your hands you tried to explain.

“Ben, we just-” you started "Wait were you spying me?"

"No!" He growled "This is where I smoke, thought you were going to the library" he said frowning "Now can you explain what the fuck I just saw?" He growled.

"Ben, I… Rey and me" you started the panic consuming you as you thought on what was next, probably he would go wild or even would never talk to you again, you feared that most than ever.

“We’re together” Rey got in the way between you and your brother. Your mind raced with a thousand thoughts, he was mad with you, he hated Rey just so much"You like it or not." She continued "Your sister is the most amazing girl I know” she looked back at you.”I love her with all my heart." You hugged Rey. "Now, don't be an ass or I'm going to kick you again" he looked from Rey to you, focusing on your already red face-

"Y/N, come here" he said dead serious and you did as he said moving by fear.

Shaking you stared at your brother, his face tensed, you were sure he was mad and thought your relationship with Rey was over. But then his face changed, relaxing until his lips curved into a smile, one you haven't seen in a long time, the one that made him look like your father, Ben's smile.

Then he hugged you, he hadn't hug you in years and now he did which let you confused, a shiver ran down your spine and a single tear ran down your face.

"Oh, I knew it!" He said holding you in his embrace.

"How did you… "

"Y/N, I'm your brother, don't you think I notice how you blush every time I see you with Rey?" he laughed authenticity.

You glanced at him, his face relaxed, you thought he would be mad but instead he seemed to support it, to be like he was in the past treating you like a real brother and not just someone you lived with.

“Are you okay with this?” Rey asked behind you. Ben let go of you but kept a hand in your shoulder and then he turn his attention to Rey.

“Why wouldn't I?” he said.

“Because you’re the bad big wolf, you’re always terrefing someone, I’ve never seen you doing something nice for anyone, not even your for sister” Rey told him in an angry tone. Ben rolled his eyes.

“Okay, I’m not the best person, but I love my sister, even though I don’t show it” he said. “And let’s be honest you girls are the worst liars in the world” he said. Rey and you stood quiet for a moment.

“Now, even though I hate you” Ben told Rey “You make Y/N happy, I’ve seen it, everytime you’re around she smiles like an idiot” you punched him in the arm playfully.

You stood there, thinking in how lucky you were to have a brother like him, no matter how much you could fight he was still there for you, supporting you in every decision you took.

“But if you fuck things up, I swear I’m going to destroy you, Rey” Your brother said in a more Kylo style. “I’ll wait in the car, Y/N” he winked at you and the he left. Rey got closer to you and wrapped her arms around you.

“I guess is not longer a secret” she murmured. “How are you feeling, love?” you thought the question for a second.

“I’m processing, but I guess I’m fine. I mean, I feel… relieved” you told her. She smiled at you.

“We’ll be fine” Rey held you closer to her as she played with your hair. And then you realized you were free, free to be with her, free to hold her everywhere, to kiss her, to simply love her. If the person you were most scared accepted you the way you were then the rest would have to as well, and eve if they didn’t, it didn’t matter to you anymore. The thought of it made you cry happy tears filled with hope, relieve and love.

“Ready?” Rey said a few days after, the two of you waiting outside the main enter of the school. You took her hand and leaned to kiss her cheek.

“More than ever” you started walking inside the halls, holding her hand secure on yours you made your way to your classroom. Some people looked at you in the way and smiled, others whispered but you didn’t care anymore, you had Rey and you were finally able to be with her everywhere and it felt amazing.

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Hot shower (M)

Ben had a really busy day at work; he had to cover Rose’s shift at the office due to her catching a cold and while he was happy to give her a hand, by the end of this he was all drained out of energy and he just wanted to get to his apartment and call it a day. After arriving at last, Ben was greeted by a scent of different seasonings and herbs making him forget for a moment of all of his fatigue, Rey made something and it smelled delicious.

-Oh, Ben, you made it just in time for my lasagna-

-This smells soooo good-

After inhaling a bit more of the wonderful scent he took off his tie and coat tossing them aside and help Rey by getting the dishes out and ready for her to serve it.

-Wow, this taste amazing-

-I’m glad you like it; this took me quite a while to make but it was worth it-

-This is what I needed after that fucking long shift -

-I’m happy to help-

After a glorious dinner Ben felt a little more at peace, but he still felt drained from all the work; this didn’t escape Rey’s radar and she quickly put a plan in motion to make hi feel better.

-I’ve got an idea-

-That being? –

She only pointed at their room, signaling him to get ready for bed, or at least that was his clouded mind told him at first, he began to get rid of the rest of his suit and right before he grabbed and put on his pajamas Rey called him

-Come here, you need a hot shower before you sleep, and before you start complaining just trust me on this one, I already prepared the water for you-

Ben groaned at her demand but deep down he knew she had a good point; a warm shower was the best thing to help him relax and so he entered the bathroom, what awaited him there was something he didn’t anticipated

-I hope you don’t mind, but I’ll join you-

Ben’s face got a bit red by this, but he had no complains what so ever; seen her naked body was enough to take a huge part of the fatigue he had, he didn’t waste more time and got naked as well, entering the shower with her. At the mere touch of the warm water thar ran through his tone back was enough to make hi sigh in relief, Rey giggle and cupped Ben’s face kissing him softly.

-This is just what I needed, thanks-

-I know-

Ben took a few steps back so she could get herself wet, afterwards she soaped both of them, even when Ben insisted he could do it himself she wanted to be the one helping him; once she reached for the shampoo she find it a little troublesome to get it on his head due to their noticeable difference in height making Ben laught at her failed attempts to reach the top of his head

-Now, all you need is to ask for me to bend a bit-

-Very funny Solo-

Ben finally kneeled so she could have an easier time with the shampoo; Rey was so focused on what she was doing that she didn’t notice how close he was to her breast, and in a moment of lust he went straight for her left nipple, sucking it a bit hard and pulling her closer to him, this made her flinch a bit but she didn’t stopped him, she grabbed his hair tight; Ben use his right hand to play with her other nipple, pinching it gently while still nibbling the left one. Rey moaned as he elevated the intensity, letting out a louder moaned once he reached her clit, while her thighs were wet thanks to the shower her pussy still needed a bit of work to be ready

-i-I the o-one who should make you feel good-

-You are –

Ben lowered his face down and began to eat her while at the same time he grabbed her butt to make sure she would stay put. Rey moans were the fuel he needed to keep the pace going and it didn’t take longer for her to came

-B-Ben! –

After giving her a bit to recover Ben rinse the remaining shampoo off them and Rey promptly turned the shower off and guided them to their bed so they could continue with this. She practically threw Ben at the mattress and got on top of his lap, his penis was har and hot, pulsing strongly as the tip touched her outer lips, he wanted to get it on already but she had other plans for him.

-I’m in charge now-

She grabbed his penis and began to stroke it slowly, shivers went down his spine and soft moans escaped his mouth, her hands were still damp from before and while her motion was slow it was constant and steady, Rey liked his reaction to the matter and pinched his nipples as she stroke his dick faster

-F-fuck-

-How is it? -

-Don’t stop-

-Don’t stop what, Ben? –

Her hand released his twitching cock, on her face a devilish smiled formed with the anticipation of his next words, between gasp Ben said in a tone soft she never thought he could muster

-P-please… don’t stop now-

-That’s better-

She enjoy they way he said it and got turned on, she wasted no more time and climbed on his dick, she teased him a for a bit before letting Ben inside of her. They both moaned in euphoria, Rey placed her hands on his shoulders and began to move her hips, his cock was hitting in the right places but she needed more thus she placed his hands on her breast so he could mess them up some more. Ben played with her nipples some more, her pussy got tighter every time he pinched them and he really liked that, but he wanted her to feel just as good as he was feeling at the moment, so he lowered his right hand and rubbed her clit, Rey’s body trembled by the pleasure and came once more after a short while of this, she collapse on top of him trying to recover a bit. When Ben noticed that her hips stopped, he began moving his; Rey bit his neck leaving a red mark in the process, he was getting closer and closer after every thrust

-D.do it inside-

That was the last thing he heard before Rey started to kiss him deep and rough, he couldn’t hold it any longer and came deep down moaning hard once their lips separated. They stood close for a while, all sticky and sweaty from their encounter

-So much for the shower we took, now we are all dirty-

-Your fault for starting this whole thing, sir-

-I couldn’t resist, after the day I had, I needed a way to get rid of my stress-

-Well I hope you let it all out-

-I sure did… but if you are up to a second round I wouldn’t mind-

She rolled her eyes and positioned herself on his right side, kissing his cheek, she was exhausted at the moment and he understand it, Ben just grabbed a cover to put over them and after planting one last kiss on her lips they both succumbed to the tiredness of the aftermath and drift off to a good night of sleep.

#reylo #Rey Solo #ben solo #kylo ren #star wars #fanfic #ships #modern au #rey

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10/13/2020 DAB Transcripts

Jeremiah 22:1-23:20, 2 Thessalonians 1:1-12, Psalms 83:1-18, Proverbs 25:11-14

Today is the 13th day of October, welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I'm Brian it’s great to be here with you for another day has we step into the Scriptures and out of whatever else is going on and just, come into the oasis that we create for ourselves that we call the Global Campfire. We just, yeah, come in and let God speak and it's amazing what He does in transforming the way we’re looking at the day and the circumstances that are facing us and re-orients us to His…His guidance and His love and compassion and leadership in our lives. So, let's dive in. We’re reading from the New International Version this week. Jeremiah chapter 22 verse 1 through 23 verse 20.

Introduction to second Thessalonians:

Okay. So, yesterday we concluded First Thessalonians, Paul's letter…first letter to the church in Thessalonica, also strongly believed by scholars to be the earliest Christian document in existence and the earliest of Paul's letters. But now we’ve turned the page and here we are at the threshold of another letter and this one is also to the church in Thessalonica called Second Thessalonians. And we can remember from the letter but also from talking about First Thessalonians that this is a church that was formed quickly and was continually pressed in upon by persecution and marginalization. And really the church was never like, was never not shoved to the side, was never not persecuted. So, these people are like early believers in Jesus young in their faith facing persecution, which brings up eventually a lot of questions like, does this ever get easier? Like, what's going on here? You said that Jesus was coming back. What do we do? And, so, Paul writes this second letter to the church in Thessalonica. And this is one of the letters that would be considered more…more disputed as far as did Paul write this or did someone write this in Paul's name. There’s some theological nuances that are more developed. There's just little things that get looked. But we could say many scholars also would say, no, Paul wrote this. Even the earliest church fathers quoted from second Thessalonians. So, likely if this is written by Paul it…it came…it came pretty quickly after the first letter. He is clarifying things that he wrote about before and broadening them and he's like correcting specific assumptions. Basically you have to know…I mean we’ve talked about this before, but these early letters that are being passed around at the churches are coming from the perspective that Jesus return, like this is an eminent, very, very, like immediate…there's no time to do anything else but focus upon this, that Jesus is coming back. That’s the kind of context that they’re in. So, in Thessalonica because the people are being marginalized and persecuted there are some that are like, “well, I'm quitin’ my job. Like…like Jesus is already on the white horse. He just hasn't got to earth yet. Like this is happening now and things are just heating up all around us. So, this is an imminent thing. We don't have time to think about getting married and stuff. So, I don't really have time to think about working either because it’s only like…it’s only bringing me persecution and…and hardship and trouble. So, I’m not gonna…I’m not gonna work. I’m just goona wait for Jesus.” And we’ve seen…I mean…that’s…this isn’t the only time this has ever happened. This kind of stuff has actually happened in our own lifetimes where people believe the return of Christ is imminent. It's…you know…everything has lined up and here we go. And, so, people quit their jobs, take extravagant vacations, sell their houses, do all kinds of stuff, wait for the day and then the day…the day comes and…and then they gotta figure it out and start over again. Paul's kind of addressing this because as people were waiting, they were just idle, and idleness usually doesn't lead to positivity. Like it usually leads to like meddling and getting in other people's business and having opinions that you don’t have any right to have and having running commentary on topics that have nothing to do with you. And, so, this is kinda getting in. And, so, Paul ends up telling the church family there that, “you know, if you’re not gonna work then just, you know, you’re not gonna just leech off everybody else who does. Like, you gotta…you gotta work if you…if you want to eat.” And there are other things that Paul wants to address. And it's not just like a corrective letter, like, “let me set the record straight on some of these things.” These people, this church happened so quickly and under such pressure, that they hold a special place in Paul's heart. And you can imagine that people who are waiting for Jesus and being faithful and loyal to the cause of Christ and to the message of the gospel but who are just getting pummeled by society, they need a voice of encouragement like continually because they’re…they’re under fire continually. And Paul's tells them, “I see you”, basically, “your endurance, you're not doing this is under a cover. Like, I see you. This isn’t being overlooked. Everybody sees this. Everybody sees what you're doing, that you're being faithful. And as you are faithful and endure, you’re being made worthy of the kingdom of God. And in the end, although you are experiencing injustice in the end, justice will prevail. And, so, we begin. Second Thessalonians chapter 1.

Prayer:

Father, we thank You for Your word. We thank You for another day. This is a continual prayer. We’re always grateful for another day but we are grateful for the way that Your word comes into our lives and it becomes a part of the fabric of the days that we live and Your Holy Spirit brings to mind things when we need them. Sometimes we don't heed those things and then we have Your word to kind of show us where those pathways lead. And it’s not surprising. Yet, we have Your comfort that You always come for us wherever we are, that wisdom is always there leading us the way back. We are so grateful and as we continue to move forward through the letters of Paul, we ask Your Holy Spirit to ignite in us the joy of our salvation and the understanding of endurance. We pray this in the mighty name of Jesus our Savior. Amen.

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Community Prayer and Praise:

Hello DAB family this is Carma in Fort Wayne Indiana. On October 6th Joyful Jay in the Everglades called and talked about how hard it is to pick up the heavy hairy phone. I knew the Holy Spirit was indeed talking to me as God has been prompting me to call for quite some time. And yet the enemy has been feeding me lies that my problems are not that big of a deal. Besides I’m blessed with some great friends who faithfully pray for me. So, Satan led me to believe that I don’t need others to pray too. But I am part of this DAB family and have listened every single day since September 2017 after a tragedy in my life. And when one part of the body hurts, we all hurt. So, today I’m asking you to pray for my family and me. For 19 months we have been living in crisis mode. My sister’s family was completely torn apart by infidelity, lies, greed, drugs, and the list goes on. She had a beautiful family by all outward appearances, but it was completely destroyed. Now her four children live in four different places and my mom and I are blessed to have the youngest was 13 years old living with us. I’ve always longed to be a mom myself but it’s quite a challenge to suddenly become the parent of a teenager who has been through so much trauma. I need your prayers family. I feel like I take one step forward and two steps back and it is just so emotionally exhausting. In addition, I recently resigned my job which had become a poor fit for my skills. So, I’m job searching too which is also emotionally taxing. I want my life to exude joy in the midst of so much hard, but I need the Holy Spirit and the faithful prayers of others to do it. Thanks for praying. It is a joy to be on this journey together.

Hello, my name is Lydia and I like listening to the Daily Audio Bible Kid’s radio. I’m from Georgia and I would ask that…ask you would pray for me for my cold and for my daddy since he’s going to Louisiana to help build the hurricane and for mama and I in that we would be comforted. Thank you.

Hi Daily Audio Bible family this is Jane Ruth from Nebraska. And, you know, I came face-to-face with reality today. I realized that the reason why I have been unwilling to talk and ask for prayer is because I am so proud. I don’t want to admit that I am 62 ½ years old and I’ve never been married, and I don’t have any children, and I want a partner. I want to be married. And the reason I don’t want to admit this, is because all of my history is based on that. Why are you not married? And why don’t you have children? And if I tell why it brings the whole story of where I’ve been and what’s happened and if I stay in the problem, I can’t live this way. If I live in the solution, I can’t live alone because I cannot support my story without a firm foundation in Christ. So, I need help.

Hello, my dear Daily Audio Bible family this is Maria the Missionary in Mexico. I want to give a shout out specifically to Cheryl from Ontario Canada. Thank you so much, what a blessing and an encouragement. I called in with an update about my coworker Barb and you said you were praying for her and for us as well. Well that just couldn’t come at a more timely moment. We are thriving in Jesus. We love Mexico, we love our ministry here. So much to love but I’d be dishonest to say that it’s just been a breeze and that lately we haven’t been having a bit of stress. Of course, Covid has added to it because my husband’s not only a missionary pilot down here, he’s also part of the contingency team which as you can imagine with Covid has a lot more to do. So, he’s very busy in that ministry. And then just because of random and unforeseen circumstances none of our other coworker pilots in all of the country are here at the moment or can fly. They have their medical things going on or medical that their spouse has, and they have to leave or paperwork stuff. So, it’s just kind of interesting and obviously my husband has had tons to do. Also, when he was on a trip, a commercial flight, he picked up what looks to be Covid now because the people that caught it from him on that trip, they tested positive Covid. He thankfully is getting over that fine. Our kids all started getting sick and they seem to be fine. I can feel some stuff in my lungs happening. So, I really appreciate your prayers. Barb our coworker, her tumor in behind her ear, in her air canal is too large for the Gamma knife so we’re just praying that God directs her to the right surgeon. Anyway, thank you all. I love you and I will update you as I know more. God bless.

Hey, my wonderful DAB fam this is Kingdom Seeker Daniel and fam I want to pray for just a couple DABbers. So, would you please be so kind to join me. Let’s look to the Lord. Father, we thank You and we praise You for who You are. You are the God of another chance. And Lord You…You designed marriage. And, so, God we pray that You would be the restorer of Dimitri from Oregon’s marriage Lord as his wife has filed for divorce. But he does not want to divorce. And, so, the court the court date is set for November 4th. God, we ask that You would manifest Your will in this situation. Satan comes to kill, steal, and destroy but God, Jesus came that we might have life. And I pray that Dimitri and his wife would experience that life being given back to this marriage in the name of Jesus. Will You cause life to be revived through this marriage? Touch that wife’s heart and mind. You know where she is and what’s standing in the way. I plead Your precious blood over…over Dimitri and I pray God that You would turn this marriage around to the glory of Your great name. In Jesus’ name. And then remember Candace from Oregon’s sons, specifically Micah who’s going through a difficult time. Lord I pray that You would save all of the…the boys God but specifically do a work and Micha’s heart. I pray that You would comfort Candace’s heart and let her know that You are at work concerning her sons in the name of Jesus. We thank You and we praise You for the restoration, for the healing, for the deliverance and the breakthrough coming to Candace’s home and boys in Jesus’ name.

Hi there DAB family this is Sean Sean of the mountains calling in from Fayetteville Arkansas and I’m calling in response to Sonia from Austin Texas who called or I at least heard her on October 9th and she was talking about her father who had committed suicide and I just want to pray for her and for others who may have been dealing with the suicide of a family member. My brother, my only sibling took his life four years ago and it was just really a shock and really devastating and I mean I and my family members have walked through that in these past four years and we’re coming to some good places and the Lord has met us very sweetly. So, I’d like to pray. Dear Jesus we are so grateful and thank You that You have walked through suffering, that You are acquainted with deepest grief, that You…You put our tears in a bottle and You bring new life to us, You bring what’s needed. I pray for those who are walking through this, who may be walking through this thing recently. Lord would You just meet them in their deepest need. Help them to grieve well and to be able to remember their loved ones in good ways and not just the suicide. And we put all these things in Your hands in Jesus’ name. Amen.

[phantomwarrior12]

A Lonely World

Prompt: Broken by lovelytheband

Word Count: 2,394

Warnings: Mild swearing, Gabriel trying to be an innocent little shit, fluff

Summary: The Winchesters tend to get laid, you somehow end up with something more exciting.

A/N: Hi folks!

This fic has been in the works for the better part of year, but, at last, I emerge victorious and I finished it!

Please leave a like/comment and let me know your thoughts!

~ Phantom

A Timely Rescue

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I like that you're broken, broken like me

Maybe that makes me a fool

I like that you're lonely, lonely like me

I could be lonely with you

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Fingers drumming aimlessly against cool brown glass, y/e/c locked on the couple swaying to and fro in the back corner.

Another bar, another night of the Winchesters trying to persuade you to let them play wingman. Another night of you declining their offer and electing to drink alone after they leave.

Different town, same story. That is, until he appears in the chair beside you.

You hadn't heard him approach, let alone noticed the shift of people around you. There's a Hunter's instinct kicking in somewhere in the back of your mind, but no alarms. Whatever it is, it won't hurt you.

You feel his finger tips along the small of your back before you see him. There's subtle buzz entwined in a tenderness you've never known within the depths of his touch, every inch of skin tingling from a single brush, a warmth flourishing beneath flannel.

When your eyes find themselves facing warm honey and you could swear you felt your heart skip a beat.

"Come here often, sugar?"

It takes a moment, but you grasp the fleeting sense of reality and steady yourself, turning towards the charismatic stranger, fully aware of the arm now slung across the back of your chair.

"That line work on all the ladies?" You query with a delicate arch of an eyebrow.

"Depends. It work on you?" The corner of his lips tug upwards into a mischievous smirk.

"No."

He allows a quiet chuckle, settling a little closer to you, "Really? I think we both know that that's not true."

You let out a quiet snort, readjusting your body to face the bar more so than him, hand already curled around the beer bottle as you study its contents, "I wouldn't be so sure if I were you."

He arches an eyebrow but pulls away and leans on the bar, "Alright, I'll play along," cocky shift of the shoulders, "let's start over."

He outstretches his hand, smiling at you with such an expectant look, you decide to indulge him, if for no other reason than to entertain yourself for the remainder of the evening.

"Y/N." You accept his hand, soft meeting calloused, gentle meeting firm. There's almost a current running through his veins, a subtle jolt when palms meet and fingers lock.

And there's a twinkle in his eyes when his thumb brushes across yours as he shakes your hand, "They call me Gabriel."

"Pleasure," you can't help the warmth that crawls into the smile you offer.

"So, and forgive the how cliche this line is, what's a girl like you doing in a dump like this...alone?"

"Just passing through," it slips out easily, a forewarning before things go too far, "how about you?"

He shrugs and finally relinquishes his hold on your hand, leaving it empty and nearly forlorn at the loss of his touch.

"Same as you, quick stop in a little town," he glances around the bar before settling back on you.

You nod slowly, noting the intentional break in eye contact to study their surroundings, "Running , huh?"

He seems as surprised by your boldness as you are, gauging the expectant look etched into your features.

"I'm that easy to read, huh?"

"Like a book." You set the empty bottle off to the side and direct your full attention to Gabriel.

"Takes one to know one."

"Except I'm not running," you correct him, "got nothing to run from."

He leans a little closer and his expression grows solemn, "Everyone's running from something."

"I don't run, tough guy." You counter, leaning a little closer, studying every inch of his features. "Something pushes you down, gets in your way, you stand up and make it move."

Gabriel scoffs, "You make it sound easy."

"Task's only impossible if you deem it so," you return proudly, y/e/c drifting from his eyes to his lips and back again.

He flashes another cocky grin, "Mind if I buy you a drink?"

You gesture towards the empty bottle beside you and a slight smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he orders another round. He waits until the bottles rest between the two of you before he speaks.

"So, if you're not running, what're you doing out here?"

"Road trip with my brothers." You nod to the Winchesters huddled in the corner, two women fawning over them. There may not be any blood relation, but they're the closest thing to family you have.

"And they left you to drink on your own?" He arches an eyebrow, disapproval evident in golden hues.

"I get some peace and quiet, they get laid, we all win." You chuckle lightly, taking a sip of your beer.

"Weird, but whatever works, I guess." Gabriel shrugs, turning his full attention back to you.

"And what are you running from?" You level an expectant look on the man beside you.

"Family drama," he shrugs, avoiding your gaze.

"You really aren't good at this lying thing, are you?"

"Oh, but I'm telling the truth. I got brothers, too, they're just a lot bigger and meaner." He offers an amused smile, "It's good to get away from family now and again."

"I can understand that." You nod, taking another sip of your beer.

"Enough about that, care to dance?"

"I don't dance."

"Really? Who shoved the stick up your ass?"

You snort indelicately, "Apathy."

"Well, let's see if we can't have it removed." He takes your hand, pulling you to your feet and out onto the dance floor.

"Gabriel--"

"Have some fun, Y/N." He twirls you to arms length and then back against his chest.

Your shoulders sag but there's a smile etched into your features, allowing him to guide you across the hardwood. You can feel ths Winchesters' gaze, but soon, he's the only thing you can see, the only thing you can feel as the two of you glide across the floor.

His hands are everywhere, molding with every curve as you move in sync. His presence floods your senses like a rush of ecstasy that you never thought possible, a feather-light embrace that you can't see, but every nerve can feel. You brush off the nagging hunter's alarm, attributing the paranoia and distrust to the alcohol coursing through your veins and the traumatic memories that haunt your thoughts--memories that often banish any hopes of genuine happiness.

Just once, you want those thoughts to be wrong. Just once, you want the mysterious  man whose arms are wound around you, to be real and not a danger when you turn your back. Just once, you pray he feels the same way. 

So, when the Winchesters leave with their catches for the night, when the bar's inhabitants dwindle and it's only the two of you swaying to a slow song, you allow your defenses to fall, if only for a moment.

You lay your head on his shoulder, your eyes sliding shut as you commit every touch, every detail to memory--something to cling to when hell grips hold and you need a safe haven.

You're lost in the newfound sensations, the alcohol singing through your system, a perfect concoction of endorphins and ecstasy until that cool wisp flickers along your spine. It  dances over marred ridges and, for a moment, you're convinced you're imagining it; the chill as nothing more than an unfortunate result of beer and sleep-deprivation.

That is, until you meet his gaze, your breath catching in your throat when you notice the faint glint of blue flaring against whiskey, "Gabriel, your eyes--"

"What about them?" He questions innocently.

"Either I'm much drunker than I thought, or they're glowing."

"How many rounds have you had, sugar?"

"All night? Five or six?"

"You're drunk, sweetcheeks. My eyes aren't glowing," he assures you smile.

"You sure?  Because I'm pretty sure there's something trailing along my spine, too."

"Drunk. How about we get you back to your motel? You should probably try to sleep this off," he teases gently.

"You're probably right," you relent as the wisp disappears and the alarms in your mind silence themselves.

You're positive you blacked out, convincing yourself the whoosh of air you'd felt was the wind during a brief moment of consciousness on the way to the motel. It couldn't be the ruffle of feathers you hear when Castiel flies you somewhere. The next time you open your eyes, something that felt as if it had only been a moment,  you're both standing in the middle of your motel room, "How long was I out--?"

"Twenty minutes, give or take," Gabriel shrugs, helping you over to the bed.

"I probably snored--"

"Not at all," he waves you off, tucking the blankets around you.

"Thanks for the ride," you murmur, settling in to sleep.

"No problem, sugar. Sweet dreams."

The snap of his fingers is the last thing your exhausted mind can register before you drift off, a content smile spread across your lips.

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"Rise and shine, Y/N!" Dean knocks on your door and you groan against the light filtering through the curtains, burying your face in the pillow.

"Go away!"

You hear Dean swipe his spare card and step inside, "Up and at 'em."

"You tell me to get up one more time and I'm coming at you." You bite back, reluctantly kicking the blankets off, swinging your feet onto the floor.

"You sleep okay?" He props himself against the doorframe after he closes the door.

"Like a baby," you stand, moving to grab a change of clothes from your bag.

"So, spotty and you cried a lot?"

"Fuck off, Winchester."

"Must be one hell of a hangover if you're this cranky. How'd it go with thar guy last night?"

"What guy?" you deflect, stifling a yawn as you shuffle towards the bathroom to change.

"The one you spent most of the night drinking with?"

"Didn't go anywhere, good dancer though." You call through the door.

"That sucks," he glances around the room, "Maybe next time."

You step out of the bathroom, "Not holding my breath."

"Oh, come on--" Dean's cut short by a knock at the door, "There's Sam," he pulls the door open, "and Cas?" He arches an eyebrow, glancing back at you.

"Don't be a dork, let them inside." You don't look up as you throw your clothes into the duffel.

"Hello, Dean. Y/N." Castiel greets, stepping inside the room.

"What brings you by, feathers?" You glance up from your bag with a smile.

"Sam called about a case, I thought I'd--" he looks over at you for the first time, cutting himself short.

"Cas?" Dean glances between you and the angel.

Castiel strides across the room, brows knit together in confusion,  his eyes beginning to glow a brilliant blue as he reaches for you.

"Whoa, easy," Dean steps between you and Castiel.

"Something wrong?" You frown, y/e/c darting between his outstretched hand and his eyes.

"You have residual grace."

"I have what now?"

Dean steps aside, allowing Castiel to step closer, offering his hand to you, "May I?"

Confusion emerges victorious in the whirlwind of emotion and you tentatively hold your hand out. You hold your breath as Castiel's fingers ghost over your forearm, a cool whisper beneath his touch as small wisps of blue trail along your skin.

"I've felt that before--" you murmur, eyes trained on the swirling light.

"When?" His gaze darts to your face, concern evident.

"Last night. This drifter sat and talked to me, I thought it was just the beer, but, it felt like this. My hunter alarm was going nuts at first, but he was fine by the end of the night."

Castiel nods slightly before he turns his attention back to your arm, squinting slightly at the Enochian letters glowing bright against your wrist.

"What the hell?!" You jerk your arm back, staring at the lettering as it fades, "What was that?"

Castiel takes your hand again, waving his hand over your wrist to reveal the letters, "It's Enochian and it's a warning."

"A warning for what?" Dean steps closer, concern glinting in apple green orbs.

"Y/N's been placed under the protection of," he hesitates, staring at the letters for a long moment in wonder.

"Of who?" You press, the anxiety building in your chest.

He meets your gaze solemnly, "The archangel, Gabriel."

You open your mouth to speak, but clamp it shut as you sink onto the bed, holding your wrist.

"So, you don't get laid, but you somehow draw the attention of an archangel and get yourself on his no-smite list." Dean shakes his head, scrubbing at his face, "Must be Tuesday."

"He's not just any archangel. He's the only one of the archangels to flee heaven. He's been missing for thousands of years."

"He said he was running from family drama,"  you interject, brushing your thumb over your wrist absently.

"Y/N, did he say where he was going?" Castiel kneels beside you, searching your features desperately.

"No. We talked, drank and I somehow ended up here. Looking back, I guess it felt like when you fly us places, Cas." You look up at him slowly.

Castiel's features fall but he nods, standing back to his full height, "Then he's moved on."

"But why place me under his protection?"

"What did you talk about?" Dean asks.

"How annoying brothers are."

Sam snorts lightly, "Maybe be thought of you as a kindred spirit, fed up with your brothers?"

"That's entirely possible." Castiel glances towards Sam, "Mankind has done much less to earn the protection of God himself, perhaps something Y/N said resonated with Gabriel." 

"In any case, you've now got an archangel in your corner, Y/N. Not a lot of people can say that." Dean pats your shoulder before he moves towards the door, "Let's head home, I promised Bobby we'd pick up some supplies on the way home."

"Right," you find your way to your feet, "I'll meet you outside, just need to grab a few more things."

Dean nods, corralling Sam and Castiel out the door to finish packing up Baby. Within twenty minutes, you're on the road, following Baby down the street. You cast one final glance in your rearview mirror, a slight smile tugging at the corner of your lips when you see the archangel's watchful form in the distance.

"See you around, Gabriel."

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A Timely Rescue (Ch. 2)

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[ko-nari]

To the boy who broke my heart

How are you? I hope you're doing well. Do you still think of me? Like, how am I doing right now or if my back still hurts like how I used to complain about it all the time before? Do you still think of me? Because I still do think of you.

I still could remember how you would lay your head on my shoulder and sleep peacefully there as if it was as comfortable as your pillow on your bed. And when we have our Calculus class and I couldn't understand a thing, you would voluntarily discuss how to solve it.

Those simple gesture of yours, how come I did not notice you're doing it all for me because you like me? When you would carry my bag full of books for me as we both walk from school to Levitown, when I was cold and you lend me your jacket even though you were cold too, and whenever I needed help you would make sure you could help me.

You have always looked at me more than your friend, but I have always looked at you as my best friend.

I'm sorry if I realized it a little late. When you confessed and told me you actually do not want to tell it to me because you know I'll never look at you the same way, I didn't know the exact words to say because I like someone else back then.

Timing's just not right.

Our friendship didn't end there, perhaps we got closer after you confessed. Was it because I already know you like me or because I'm starting to like you, too?

A month passed, I liked another guy. You were there for me to support me. You would wear that wide smile of yours and tease me whenever my crush would pass by.

But behind those smiles were pain.

You would show that you were okay but I had no idea you were hurt because of me.

But when I was the one crying because of a guy, you were there to comfort me. You listened. You stayed by my side. You stayed the whole time because you still feel something for me.

“Please cheer up,” You would say to me. “Hindi ako gumigising ng maaga at papasok para makita kang nasasaktan.”

I would cry over guys who ignored me, but I never thought thar one day, I would shed tears because of you.

Whenever I close my eyes, I could still remember the words you told me that night. It's like a broken vinyl record being played on the vinyl player.

“I can only love you now as my best friend.”

Sometimes I would think, was this my karma when I left you before? Did I do something wrong for you to leaveme all of a sudden? Was your “I'm still not ready for relationships” just an excuse?

Not gonna lie, you made me question my own worth. For months I suffered. Alone. Sometimes I would just cry out of the blue because I can't hide the pain anymore. I would cry myself to sleep just to make myself feel better.

It was so hard, you know? Getting over you.

But it was harder— it's harder to let you go.

If you would ask me how am I now, I'm all good. I forgave you for leaving me. I wanted to hate you but I couldn't. You're still my bestfriend. Our relationship made me realize a lot of things, thanks to you.

I know we can't bring the bond we had before— but at least I still have you.

[zoe-oneesama]

I was wondering if you ever thought that lukkanette would be a healthier realtionship that adrienette marrinette has idolised Adrien for so long and placed him on a pedestal but Luka isn't he's shown to imdidatly care for marrinette and prioritise her and they are given a less idol and more friend based realtionship I love all the ships in ml but even then lukkanette is a not ever gonna happen but almost purely based in cannon ship

At the current place that the series is at, I do find it healthier, but it has nothing to do with Marinette or idolization. It’s because of Adrien. Plus you can read about my absolute deep contempt for the concept of “pedestals” that this fandom has invented 

Adrien is the unhealthy one who isn’t changing, imo. Just look at their reactions to rejection. When Marinette finds out that Adrien likes Kagami, she puts her feelings aside to help him because it’s what he wants, it’ll make him happy, and she respects his choice even if it hurts. She lets a few snarky comments slide out but she’s trying to put his feelings before hers because she loves him and wants him to be happy.

When Ladybug doesn’t show up to a date she didn’t even agree to, he throws a fit mid akuma attack and is cold to Ladybug. Ladybug is the one to apologize and in return gets a weak “me too” kind of sorry. She explains she’s in love with someone else, and it SEEMS like he accepts her friendship and respects her decision. Until Frozer. Where he has amnesia and does the exact same thing. Hits on her, gets rejected, and blames Ladybug for him being hurt. He puts his feelings before hers despite the fact he’s supposed to be in love with her and should respect her decision.

But Adrien is never meant to feel bad about how he acts, the focus is on how bad he feels because he isn’t loved in return. So they give him a sympathy girlfriend and set him up with Kagami.

Yet even this ended up showing how bad Adrien is with relationships. Here he is with a girl who made no secret she’s interested in him and whom he believes he is also interested in, and yet he invites others on his date without asking her, lies about why his female friend is date crashing, ignores Kagami multiple times for his female friend, and then ditches her at the rink when an akuma attacks (I’ll admit he can’t help that last one since he’s a hero but Kagami doesn’t know that). And then to round it all off he tells his date Thanks that was fun but I think I’m still in love with that other girl so basically you have no shot.

Honestly Kagami should’ve shut her car door on his hand for wasting her goddamn time.

Adrien isn’t ready for a relationship with ANYONE until he learns to be more intuitive. Some of that is him not understanding social norms, but most of it comes from him being impulsive and not thinking about how he effects others. He’s too wrapped up in his own drama to consider how Kagami would feel about being surprised with two strangers on their date or how Ladybug would feel when her partner would abandon her mid battle because she couldn’t accept his rose, even after she explained she was in love with someone else.

It’s such a confusing concept for me because when it comes to people taking advantage of him, like Gabriel or Chloe or Lila, he’s a doormat who not only won’t speak up for himself but also won’t speak up for others and he needs to be more selfish. But when it comes to the people that care about him and actually like him, like Marinette or Kagami or Plagg, he walks all over their feelings because he’s TOO selfish. So until he figures out a way to balance this out, I don’t think he’s ready for a relationship with anyone, and I don’t like the idea that he should be rewarded for his crummy behavior with a girlfriend.

Luka is not fleshed out. He’s like 1/3 of a character. But he’s the only one in the entirety of the show that has never come down on Marinette or criticized her having feelings or tried to shame her in anyway. He’s intuitive to her feelings, he immediately noticed when Marinette was upset when he teased her for stuttering and tried to cheer her up again. Some of him thinking she’s amazing is off (she can’t actually pick locks but you know…secret identities) but he sees how brave she is and appreciates her. There’s a lot of potential and I don’t see the flags I see with Adrien or even Kagami.

And I’m sorry but after Chameleon and how little credit even her own best friend gives her, I am dehydrated for Marinette Support and if Mr. Guitar Man is the only source of water that’s not laced with SALT I’mma go for that Oasis right thar. 

#ml salt #adrien salt #frozer salt #my opinion #lukanette #guys I still ship adrienette because fanworks are amazing #buuuuut I'm side eyeing lukanette #with like #my whole head #ask zoe

[shinobi98]

Sansa Stark (Got), Steve Rogers (Marvel) and Shima Renzo (Ane)

I hate you, sis. Now I'll be forced to think of something nice to say for all of them😂😂

1) Favorite thing about them

Sansa: Despite what everyone says, I liked her when she was in King's Landing. Despite the position she was in, she stood up to Jeoffry in different occasions.

Steve: His fights are always enjoyable to watch. I like his fighting style and the choreographies.

Shima: He's funny. And I liked him in the Tokyo Saga.

2) Least favorite thing about them

Sansa: How she doesn't give a fuck about her siblings and family dying. I don't remember her reaction to Robb's death, but she doesn't care for Ricokn one bit. She doesn't care for her mother either. She's more shocked by the way her father died than anything else. She doesn't worry for Arya when, for all she knew, she had been killed or kidnapped.

Steve: Civil War. He was so stubborn and stupid. Divided the Avengers because he couldn't compromise, not even a little. And then has the nerve to blame Tony in Endgame??

Shima: He doesn't have a real motivation to do what he does. He betrayed his friends' trust, put his classmates in danger and works for a terrorist organization that wants to destroy the world... Just because he wants to have fun? I hope they'll give us a better explanation but, as things are now, it's really annoying.

3) Favorite line

Sansa: I'm a slow learner, it's true, but I learn. Though it's not a meaningful quote, it summarize her character arc pretty well.

Steve: I'm gonna need a raincheck on that date. The whole dialogue is a real tearjerker.

Shima: Everyone, thank you for trusting me until now but in the end this is as far as I go. Well then, farewell. It makes me hope there's gonna be a big confrontation when they meet again, he won't just go back as if nothing happened like the first time.

4) BrOTP

Sansa: Jon. They work well together and care for each other, I enjoyed when they teamed up, right up until Dany came along and everyone became straight up toxic (but that season was not canon anyway, right?)

Steve: Sam. Sam's always there when Steve needs him, even though he's barely better than an average human and fights supersoldiers and aliens. And Steve trusted him with his shield and Cap mantle.

Shima: Rin. He didn't care that he was Satan's son and treated him normally pretty soon - even though I'm not sure whether this makes him a good person or just too lazy to hold a grudge lol.

5) OTP

Sansa: Theon. I wish it was endgame and, tbh, I hardly think Sansa has another nice ship anyway lol.

Steve: Peggy. Although I hated Endgame's ending too. That think made no sense and almost ruined this ship for me.

Shima: I don't ship him with anyone tbh. If I have to pick someone, I'd say Kamiki, but it's hardly an OTP.

6) nOTP

Sansa: Jon. I really don't like incest and the amount of people that ship them in the fandom had me fed up with this ship for good, since they are both blood related being cousins and grew up like adoptive siblings/thinking they were siblings.

Steve: Tony. I would barely call them friends, shipping them is too much of a stretch since they can only argue - if they were a ship, it would be the most toxic thing ever.

Shima: Bon. Just no, please. Besides, Bon deserves better than this bastard.

7) Random headcanon

Sansa: She's a good queen and her people love her. She's taken many advisors and listens to them before making a decision, not wanting to end up being a terrible ruler like Joeffry was.

Steve: He had a hard time adjusting to 21-century technology and though he would be happy after he went back, but truth is he now misses technology dearly and always reaches down for his phone (for music, internet, calls, camera - anything) before realizing he doesn't have one. And he will reference something from the future while talking, just to be met with confusion from whoever he's talking to. He never thought he'd have trouble adjusting to the 60's, and he's pretty surprised about it.

Shima: He'll end up fighting Beelzebub, King of Insects, and then we'll find out he was lying about his fear of bugs as well.

8) Unpopular Opinion

Sansa: The fans either worship her or hare her, so she's either depicted as a Mary Sue or as if she's as evil as the Night King, no one seems to understand that she's just another character that has some shitty subplots, bad ideas and was selfish and bitchy from time to time and she also had good moments and that the fact that she doesn't fight doesn't mean she's useless or a bad character.

Steve: the fact that he could pick up Thor's hammer was the stupidest thing ever. Completely unnecessary and only done because of fanservice. How could anyone have liked that bit? Meh.

Shima: I don't know how people feel about him, but I assume it's unpopular to think he doesn't deserve a redemption arc. He's a morally gray character thar might ultimately fight for the goodies, but please don't pull out a shitty romance or sad backhistory out of your asses and explain what Gary Stu he actually was and how he suffered every moment he had to pretend he was with the Illuminati.

9) Song I associate with them

Sansa: Jenny of Oldstones by Florence + The Machine (not Pod).

Steve: Star-spangled Man With a Plan. Duh.

Shima: You're Gonna Go Far, Kid by The Offspring.

10) Favorite Picture of Them

I think this is everyone's favorite ahah.

Steve risking his life to save his friends and people in need was what Cap was supposed to be. I feel they lost his true essence in the later movies

Shima's, became that a picture I saw shortly after I started the anime and that's how I spoiled myself he was Illuminati. Also, he looks like a dork and sounds like an ass, so it's the perfect picture for him.

#Got #Aoex #Mervel #Avengers #Steve Rogers #Captain america #Sansa stark #Game of thrones #Ao no exorcist #Blue exorcist #Ane #shima renzou

[the-dragons-knight]

Prompt #6: Father’s Family

Entry six for the FFXIV Write 2019 hosted by @sea-wolf-coast-to-coast

Prompt: “First Steps”

Rating: T for alcoholic beverages references

Relations: None

Warnings: Light mention of Alcholic drinks

After losing her entire home and everyone she has never known, the only other option Katsum had was the knowledge that her father came from an island known as La Noscea, and that’s where she would find his tribe and maybe his family. She, however, arrives to find that perhaps she was not told the entire story.

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“So then...let me see if I ‘ave this straight then.” The dark-haired Miqo’te swirled the tankard in her hand thoughtfully, a scowl on her face as she paced in front of the table where Katsum sat, “Yer G’rajaooh Tia’s daughter ya said...”

Katsum nodded.

“An’ ye came here from yer...kingdom on an island in t’ middle o’ t’' sea that is...surrounded by storms, aye?”

Again, she nodded.

“T’ find his birth tribe an’ hopefully his family ‘cause ye had nowhere else t’ go. ‘ave I got it all right so far?” The woman didn’t even wait for a response, raising her tankard to her lips to take a long drink of whatever it was. Katsum was sure it was a kind of alcohol judging by the pub they sat in, but knew nothing more than that and was not about to ask questions. The woman slammed the tankard down after a few moments, noticing how Katsum did not flinch, grinning and chuckling as she pulled out a chair and plopped herself down in front of the young, light-haired Miqo’te, “Well, ye don’ seem t’ startle easy fer as young as ye are. Maybe ye are me niece aft all.”

Katsum blinked in surprise at this, “Wait, you said you knew my father, but you mean that…Why did he never tell me about a sister?”

“Prolly ‘cause he didn’ like me, dear. Not a good wench with good morals like dear ole Dad dear. Quite th’ opposite,” Her grin widened with satisfaction as she lifted the tankard for another gulp, “Which is funny ‘cause in that logic, ‘twas ‘im that was th’ black sheep, not me.”

A look of total confusion covered Katsum’s features, and something in the back of her mind made he start to feel uncomfortable. She felt the woman watching her, felt the eyes of the other members of her party from across the room staring at her. Her eyes and ears began to shift about her to catch any odd sounds around her, growing more uneasy by the second. Her gaze met with the woman’s again, seeing the dark-haired Miqo’te’s eyes narrow as she watched her. Then she leaned forward, causing Katsum to lean back.

“Tell me, lass,” She set her empty tankard down and leaned her elbows on the table eyeing the young woman, “Wha’ did yer father tell ye o’ his birth tribe? Wha’ did he say was th' reason fer 'im leavin'?”

“He...actually didn’t really say much. He of course said he was from La Noseca, on the Eastern shores, which is what lead me here. And he said that he and the few other Miqo’te that came with him were treasure hunters before they came to the island, skilled seafarers looking for hidden riches left behind by shipwrecks.”

The woman raised an eyebrow, “Anythin’ about bein’ disowned by his family an’ kicked out o’ th’ tribe?”

Katsum’s eyes widened, “What?”

“Well I suppose tha’s a bit dramatic actually. ‘twas his leavin’ that caused th’ tribe t’ disband aft all...” She sighed, rasing a hand for another drink and a waitress nearby scurried quickly to go and get one, “Alright, look. Yer father was a rare sort. Smart, courageous, highly skilled in fightin’ an’ in pilotin’ a ship. He would ‘ave been th’ perfect Nunh had he not decided he didn’ quite like th’ idear o’ a tribe o’ women only lovin’ one man.” She gauged Katsum’s shocked expression and chuckled, “I see he didn’ explain how that works either, but ye hang around here long enough, ye’ll figure it out. Ye’re a smart lass.”

The waitress from before arrived then and set a new mug in front of the woman, quickly grabbing the empty one and scurrying away before a word could be said. Katsum blinked in question, and the other woman only muttered in amusement. She picked up the newly filled tankard and continued, “Lon’ story short, yer father got where he’d had enough bein’ talked down to an’ pushed aroun’ so gathered his thin’s an’ left. Ne’er looked back an’ ne’er saw ‘im again. We all assumed he an’ his wee band o’ misfit followers died out thar on th’ seas…An’ yet here ye be. Th’ daughter o’ me long lost brother. Settled down an’ got ‘imself a castle, did he? Wha’ a lucky wee bugger.” She tipped her head back as she lifted the mug for a good swig of alcohol.

It made sense now. Her father had always said that he didn’t like to remember where he came from and how he used to live, but he’d never told her why. He’d only said that only she and her mother mattered to him now. He’d never mentioned any of his family other than the only other Miqo’te on the isle, those that had come with him to live in peace. Now, she was starting to see why. These were pirates after all, and she knew every one of them was eyeing the golden necklace with the blood red gem around her necklace like flacons staring down their prey. Her hand reached up to be sure it was still there, her eyes darkening as she watched every move the woman made now.

And of course she noticed, “Figurin’ it all out now are ye? A smart lass, aye, but ye’ve got t’ be quicker than that if ye’re goin’ t’ survived in these lands here.”

Katsum froze, reaching for the shortsword’s pommel in response as the woman took another took another drink, expecting an attack for some sort. The woman sighed and shook her head, “Girl, if I’d o’ wanted t’ rob ye or hurt ye, I would ‘ave already done so by now without tellin’ ye all that I ‘ave. Calm yerself. This one time ye don’ ‘ave t’ worry yer pretty wee head about bein’ attacked.”

Katsum remained on edge, but let go of her sword.

The woman shrugged, “Fair ‘nough. Tell ye wha’. I owed yer dear Daddy a favor way back when,” She had an annoyed expression on her face as she said that, “An’while I ain’t th’ type t’ keep scores straight an’ fair...what he did gave me wha’ I ‘ave now, an’ so bein’ Llymlaen’s jus’ give me th’ perfect way t’ balance th’ scales again an’ ‘ave me debts paid. In honor o’ yer father, I’ll help ye.”

This dumbfounded the young Miqo’te, “Wait are you saying-”

“Don’ get it twist’d, girl! I’ll help ye get on yer feet, find some Gil an’ get somewhere ye can make a life fer yer self, but tha’s all! Cause thar’s no free hand outs here, dear, ye understand?”

Katsum nods.

“Ye’re not afeared t’ work hard are ye? T’ fight fer the right t’ live an’ breathe amongst th’ hundreds o’ others in these countries?”

Katsum again nods, “I’ll do what I must to survive and keep my family's legacy going. I survived this long for a reason...and I shan’t let it go to waste.”

The woman grinned amusingly, “How very noble. Raised ya t’ be a knight er somthin’. I might know of jus’ the place fer ye then. An’ it ain’t Limsa.” She lifted the tankard again tipping it all the way back and finishing it off and set it upside down on the table to show she did not want any more.

“Regardless, ye’ll do alright. An’ me Gil won’t be wasted.” She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out two small sacks of what Katsum guessed was coin, placing one on top of the tankard and the other she threw in front of her, “Find ye somewhere t’ sleep for the night and find ye some new clothes. What ye’re wearing is to rich looking for a lass with no money to ‘er name. Will draw much unwanted attention.” She stood to her feet and gave Katsum a blank look, “Meet me back ‘ere in the mornin’ and we’ll set up yer journey to Thanalan.” She turned to go.

“Wait!” She paused and looked back at Katsum curiously, “I just...wanted to say thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. ‘Tis only cause of me debt that I offer ya help. An’ aft tomorrow, ye an’ I wont see each other again, savvy?”

Katsum sighs, but nods, “Can I at least know your name? As Father never told me.”

“Does it really matter, lass?”

“Perhaps not to you, but to me, yes.”

“Heh...Jus’ like yer Dad...fine. Name’s G’rarsu. An’ that’s th’ name o’ th’ pirate ye won’t hear from again aft ye’re on yer way. Mark me words.” And with that, she turned and went to join back with her crew mates, leaving young Katsum alone to her thoughts, a hand still shielding her Draic necklace from prying eyes.

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