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petrichoraline · 19 days

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We Are Ep.2 thoughts in chronological order

what peem did in the car trying to convince phum to part their ways is what the youth calls ✨a yap sesh✨ (he tried ig) (this is what this post is as well)

we're probably never seeing phum use those things he bought ever, he'll just keep hanging around in his engineer shirt

peem has so many ppl ready to square up for him including his auntie and he is recognised by tan as someone who loves his friends very much (which makes the fact tan has sold him away for time with his crush TWICE even worse lmao)

i don't really get phum's insistence on not telling anyone about being phum's "slave", not even tan who got him into the mess or his best friend but it's just his ego ig (aside from plot reasons)

i find pun more relatable now - tags along for the funsies and gets happy around fire

not convinced the beans and pork scene wasn't an ad but im not sure how cause i didn't clock any labels

the scene where peem brings in food and laughs with q feels like improv or breaking left in lol

fai missing cause of upset stomach might be some sort of foreshadowing and i'm a bit worried bout her

the professor is handsome <3 and could pas off as chimon's sibling in a show

q absorbing those noodles was very satisfying idek why lol

peem and q's friendship is in the background but the show still constantly makes it a point that they are really good and loyal best friends

i thought "oh theyre gonna make the sharing food a thing in the future" so when boys showed up i was like "ah, we're doing it immediately? bit boring" but then he didn't share!! joey never shares food!! i think he will in the future though, him being a foodie is a constant thing so i'm guessing we're using it as a sign of compromise in the name of love or smth

satang playing this type of character felt a bit much in the first episode but i think he's getting more comfortable with the role as the show progresses and it look more natural; i'm glad his character isn't the googly eyed mentee and he actually teases a lot and snaps back but knows when to stop playing because q isn't the most patient person. (matt having to jump in like "bro he's serious" was so funny cause i hadn't clocked that either hahah)

the way we can see q flustered at certain points but seemingly unbothered at others is fun because his reactions aren't entirely predictable at this stage as we're still getting to know him. also it's mad cute when he clearly doesn't know what to do with himself

idk how he hasn't asked toey bout why he's in art yet, ig they're just now starting to properly get to know each other

toey took one look at q's back and decided "that's a cool ass aura to base my entire future around!" and tbh that's very young adult of him

q regularly asking about peem's work being submitted, he's honestyly worried <3

the way i cheered for peem burping in phum's face and then went "oh he came back :(" bahah

phum is definitely already planning his day and schedule around peem, i don't think he'd ever tell his friends because he wants to actually keep it going so one of the reasons is to not run into his faculty friends including tan and the second is to have lunch with his unconscious crush AND I AM VERY HAPPY WITH THIS STUPIDITY

thought peem could overhear the convo behind the car and realise what he was exchanged for but nope, he just dipped; i think that might be a plot point for later

phum not knowing tan has a crush on fang is so weird cause he genuinely acted like he knew while taunting tan, i don't have an explanation for that

fang is their p'!! i was so conviced he was the little brother, ig because of his big round eyes and the way phum acted all protective (that just makes phum cuter tbh)

what is the age difference between bar owner and prof cause i ship it

it took me a bit to realise the nongs were there instead of the full arts gang and i was glad to see toey and q together (also the green sweater is beautiful on toey, hope it makes a comeback)

i was ready to believe fang had some sort of falling out with tan with the way he treated him but tan beaming and enjoying a dreadful setting (no talking, awkward sitting around in a bar with mid music and alcohol) shows that man is glowing just from being in fang's presence (i hope he reaches ridiculous levels of lame for him)

i was screeching when i realised where things were going with wasted peem and seeing him n the bench outside had me exctaticcc (ofc he didnt book a taxi. and ofc they cant just order one for him noww could they)

phum cockblocks but he kinda has to cause there's no reason for fang to be there otherwise; once the ridiculous proposition of him taking peem home comes up he doesn't really fight it at all - he wants to be with peem, sure, but i think he's also pretty okay with tan and fang being a thing

the way i was screaming "just buy the flowers rich boy!!! he wants to go home" and then the kid went to get more lol

ofc he couldnt just leave the flowers in the backseat, peem just has to have them in his lap.. and the seatbelt scene was so predictable but it's too much of a classic with all "figuring things out" parts of a romance that i can't complain

it makes absolutely zero sense aside from people liking people (cause fang knows what he's doing too) that phum would drive peem to his house - a place where tan has sleepovers at all the time and phum hasn't been to before. fang is his brother and they can sleep at the same place as well even if they don't live together but nope. also THAT CAR HAS EMPTY BACKSEATS, if phum wanted to he would've forced them to ride with him to keep an eye on tan

fang is probably planning to launch a big revenge attack on peem and that'd be so funny, those four can get way too entangled, i could get DRAMA out of their plans and schemes (this show is more hidden agenda than hidden agenda was)

tan's energy with fang reminds me of the duracell bunny lmao it's late at night and they've had a few drinks but his mind and body are all focusedon wooing fang (who is playing nonchalant but has probably had a crush on tan as well)

also no way he was just gonna leave tan on the street lol

toey and q aleady work so well together, toey knows his effect on q more or less and q doesn't shy away from being at least a bit vulnerable as of rn; i think they can be one of the best if not the best couple if they have a proper storyline; im certainly enjoying it the more than i thought i would

the fake blush on both toey and peem is ridiculous esp up close but ig they're cartoonishly drnk anyways

auntie took note and now doesn't do facemasks at night, otherwise it would've been an amazing first meeting

"he likes to whine" and she's the one who can't leave the room from complaining sm lol auntie is so cute

ahh, the mandatory "a look around the room shows me you're truly passionate about what you do and you're deeper than i thought" scene..thankfully he didn't mutter "you like painting this much, huh" to nobody cause i was ready to yell HES AN ARTS MAJOR like he kicked you in the balls for a reason doofus

theyre giving us so many closeups of these two and i keep thinking "this is so drama/y im embarrassed" but i have no shame, if it's fun it's fun (and it's pondphuwin, youre not gonna hear me complain about looking at pond's face for too long or from too close)

reaching out to touch his face was a bold choice thoughh i lost it

man down badd man down baddd he was called an asshole and started gleaming like a light bulb

#we are the series

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partyinthemysterymachine · 11 months

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i think everyone who either follows me, interacted with me, or seen me in passing knows by now that i have a very, very exuberant personality, LOL. i'm very vocal about how much i love my work, and my ideas, and my big brain, and my big brain puns. i have a lot of confidence and a lot of pride for my art, and (obviously) GOOMT. and i think for some that might come off as conceit; which, on some basis of its definition, is somewhat true.

because the definition of conceit is "excessive pride in oneself; vain" and, like. chinhands. on one hand, yeah, that sounds about right, doesn't it? but on the other hand, i'd have to disagree. i understand that how i assert my confidence can look something like conceit sometimes (and also that confidence can look like conceit in, or to many people just in general), and i of course understand that i am proud, because i'm allowed to be and i SHOULD be, therefore i am.

but i disagree with "conceit" because of its connotations. "conceited people" are known to be holier-than-thou types, put themselves on plateaus, "my way or the highway", "me me me me me i'm the best and only me" attitudes, etc.. and i really don't want to be seen that way, because i'm not that person.

i'll always say that "fake it 'til you make it" is a legit tactic because i can speak for it personally, lol. i think it's fair to say that especially in the beginning i did go through a very conceited phase, and i think that's normal. it takes a little while to get used to, so experimentation and conceit i think is just a part of the process - so long as you come out of it.

but at this point in my life i like to think i have long since passed that phase of conceit. to be very honest, a lot of what i say in tags or otherwise that allude to me/an idea of mine being "better than everyone else" should be taken as jokes. at the end of the day i do not consider my ideas to be better than everyone else's. my ideas are big brained and HUGE meated, but they are also not all i care about; nor, are they also my ultimate favorites.

that's right: u heard me. there are other ideas out there that actually top my charts. because i have seen so many different headcanons and ideas out there that i would die for. that are SO stupid-huge-meat-brained that i'm literally on my knees begging to know more about please let me pack a bucket of sand from ur sandbox please i'm begging i want to play so bad. i've fallen in love with SO MANY interpretations and AUs and development of ideas and stuff that's faithful to canon and stuff that's canon-divergent and it just. i'm eating it all with my bare hands, smearing it on my face and lying face down in a shallow kiddie pool filled with shaving cream, idk.

the world is a playground and fandom is a jungle gym. i really love seeing people create and interact and i love having so many wonderful headcanons and ideas and discussions and art and fics to look at. i LOVE watching new people come in, or some creators poking their heads in every now and then, LOVE to see the silliness and the more serious works and meeting new people about a new AU. i LOVE it.

we're all equals here, babey; and i see headcanon sharing and i see people being inspired by others and it just feels good, man. sharing and vibing on ideas are good, it blooms discussions and MORE fun. i really really do love seeing people being inspired by one another, it absolutely bursts my brain.

i want to see you create. i want to see you grow, i fucking LOVE to watch creators develop and improve in real time, it literally fills me to the brim with heart emojis. and i hope that everyone knows that i am truly, truly genuine every. single. time. i leave tags and am hype for your work. i am LEGITIMATELY HYPE BABEEEYYY and i want you so, so badly to know that. because you deserve it.

i just want to have fun and i want others to have fun, and i just want to see people build themselves up and really push through all those personal hangups and kneejerk reactions to slap a "sorry my art is bad" "lol i hate this it sucks" disclaimer on their work and just do. not. do it.

have your conceited phase instead. blow yourself up to epic proportions of big-headedness, that's just how it works sometimes; but remember to allow yourself to come down. i've had my own moments of pig-headedness, and i've had my moments of, "ummm excuse me, sweaty, but--" and those are things that will just crop up now and then. no one is perfect. overcoming those instances is important. it's possible to be humbled and grounded and still have a massive amount of pride in yourself, and i like to think that's how i am, because that's how i try to be.

the art of confidence and self-love, and recognizing self-worth is a hard, hard uphill battle that involves many trips and falls and sitting on the slope bawling your eyes out for a minute or ten hours and then patching yourself up and getting back on the trail with a smoothie. this shit ain't easy, and brains are mean.

yes, of course you are allowed to feel upset and down on yourself, and frustrated about not putting out the work you really wanted to, or at a quality you felt you could, or "should" achieve every single time. of course you should vent. but how you act on a public platform does affect how others perceive you and your work, and it's extremely important to understand how you openly act towards your art or yourself also affects your own perceptions of self.

and i guess that's a part of the reason why i do it. i've lived too long being sad and upset and fearful. i want to create and i want to share, and by god you're going to hear about it LOL, because i have worked too hard to clamor over hurdles and let myself get trampled on and cried alone on the bleachers to NOT be loud and proud and genuinely happy with not only MYSELF and MY progress, but OTHERS' work and progress.

i am competing with no one. i'm not here to compete. i do not want to compete. i am not better than anyone else, and we are all equals. i am explicitly here to have fun, and to watch, and want others to have fun - even when it doesn't ever involve me. at the end of the day, the fact of the matter is that i'm in love with how and what people create, just as much, and if not more than how much i'm in love with how and what i create. i want us all to love ourselves and our work and to succeed, whatever that mean to the individual person. that's it.

and considering the friends i've made, the people i talk to even if it's only every now and then, and getting to be a part of a weirdass little fandom that creates so imaginatively and beautifully, and that i get asks in my inbox that i SWEAR i'll around to someday (nervous laughing), that my list of mutuals steadily continues to grow, and all the while i've been growing as a person, as an artist and a writer, and developing this blessed and silly and painfully heartwrenching and based and hahaha >:3c!!!!!!!!!!! ur all in danger glacial slowburn behemoth of a fic that is GOOMT.. yeah, i guess it's safe to say i'm succeeding, LOL.

thanks for sticking it out and reading to the end if you have. i love u, and i love that you've decided to join me on my adventures in however way, and i'm glad to know you. i hope u continue to grow and create and i hope that when you create, you will share with us so i can throw myself on the floor kicking screaming crying throwing up heart emojis and catapulting myself into the sun. because that's like. my favorite pastime, honestly.

anywhoo. back to the GRIIIIINNNDD babey, CHEERS KISS KISS ILU ALL 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖🙏❤️🥚❤️🥚✨🥚🥚🥚🥚🥚🥚

#ches writes #long post #...... yeah idk u guys. i'm a ramblin man LOL #may or may not delete later who knowwsssssss but i just felt like i had to get this out LOL #shoves adderall into mouth and grabs 10 energy drinks and fucking BOOKS IT

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youjustwaitsunshine · 10 months

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tagged by @hurricanewindattack, tysm!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Not in a direct way, i think my mom heard my name in some french arthouse film and thought it was neat

2. When was the last time you cried?

i think last time was when i was rereading this is how you lose the time war. gets me every time.

3. Do you have kids?

nope. kids are great but i have no desire to put any into this world myself

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I used to, but ive kinda progressed to making bad puns for now (shamefully have to admit that i still revert back to the bitchy sarcasm of my bitchy teenage years when i fight with my mom)

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

Right now I'm not doing much but i love some rock climbing and would love to do pole dancing. I did 10 years of ballet class which i sucked at but at least im still quite flexible so it's nice for climbing, and i have like a tutor certificate for volleyball

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Haircut and voice/other sound volume (do they walk quietly, put things down noisily etc etc)

7. What's your eye colour?

greyish blue

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Not scary movies necessarily but i like a good ambiguous ending.

9. Any special talents?

I can pull off wearing some really terrible garish clothes? oh also i intimidate gross men on public transport enough that my friends feel safe around me and im rarely nervous about being on the train alone at any time

10. Where were you born?

Germany!

11. What are your hobbies?

dabbling in any creative thing i can get my hands on (sculpting, etching, lino, painting/drawing both digital and traditional with paint and ink and marker any anything in between, general crafting, bookbinding, writing if the mood strikes, sewing,-) (might try glass blowing over the summer), some mechanic work (my boyfriends grandpa has this 1950s classic car we want to restore as a long term project), hiking with my friends, just generally hanging out with my friends watching movies and all that, dabbling in analog photography

12. Do you have any pets?

Not where I live right now but our cat willie still lives at my moms place

13. How tall are you?

1.77m (is that 5'9? 5'8?)

14. Favourite subject?

Well, at school probably art or this one elective we had that was like. geometry? but the fun kind where you construct bodies and ellipses.

15. Dream job?

since I am studying restoration/conservation something in that direction! we all know it's not gonna bring in big money in any position, if you're self employed or work for someone else but i think I'd like to be in a museum or big library with manuscripts. Ideally id like to win the lottery and only do restoration work if i feel like it and chill in a small house thats fully paid off but hehe. fun dream.

idk who to tag but if you want to do it and aren't tagged, go ahead and say i tagged you!

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my-hyperfixation-trash-can · 1 year

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Alright, I don’t see anyone talking about this and it’s going go bother me, so I’m posting it here and on my hoyolab account. Maybe twitter idk.

So, I kin Albedo, I like to think I understand what he’s doing and thinking. As this is a game, we might never have confirmation of anything, but I would still like this perspective of events discussed.

Now, Albedo has shown to me a pattern of behavior that I cannot ignore, this being a trend since the Irridori Festival, he finds the smartest twink in the room and proceeds to form a relationship with them that almost transcends words. Often finding excuses to take them aside privately as well. The twink in question here is Kazuha, whom he would share silent conversations with as they would simply just look at one another for quite some time before someone would speak.

Now I didn’t think too much of this behavior until the recent Windblume event. And not to worry, this is tagged for Spoilers. I noticed Albedo portrayed these same behaviors with Tighnari, another smart twink. However the dynamic and context was different. This was, after all, during the Windblume festival (which is a Valentine’s Day like event for lovers and friends to show gratitude) and Cyno was very much a factor. His actions alone showed me a narrative that was easy to miss without reading into the subtext and subtleties implied. Now, let me walk you through what I mean.

The first thing I noticed when Cyno, Tighnari and Collei were meeting with Sucrose and traveler will seem unrelated, but isn’t. Tighnari and Sucrose appear to be bonding over shared interests in biology, and Cyno immediately tried to shut it down with closed off body language. I teased him, calling him jealous, but I did not know what was to come once Albedo was involved.

Albedo was quick to notice Tighnari’s intelligence when he correctly deduced that lamp grass was the special ingredient of his dish. This caught Albedo’s attention. He compliments his knowledge and engages in a talk about regional specialties, given Tighnari has a vast knowledge

The next thing Albedo does catches my attention, he asks everyone why they came to Mondtadt, especially noting the time being Windblume. My partner jokingly paraphrased it as “not to assume your marital status, but why are you here?” To which, they give their individual reasons, which seem to have nothing to do with being with each other. This, at least to Albedo, confirms they are not here as a couple. Albedo proceeds to make moves.

He begins to use Cyno’s bad puns as a means to tease Tighnari. He is enjoying seeing him be riled up. He thinks it’s fun watching the reactions of the group. Seems Albedo has a mean streak that Scaramouche would approve of. Anyways, I see behavior like this as teasing and playful and vaguely mischievous. He cares to see the reactions of those involved and play with them.

Then, to top it off, when Tighnari mentions wanting to collect herbs alone, Albedo immediately asks to join him. He could have spent time with Cyno his new client, Sucrose who has her projects, Klee, or anyone, but he determined that spending private time with Tighnari in a secluded place all day was of interest. And thus, Albedo completes his pattern from Inazuma.

That isn’t even when things get spicy. Albedo, Cyno and Tighnari are caught in the library together a few days later, and I noticed Albedo physically wedged himself between Cyno and Tighnari. They begin to have a conversation, just the three of them, in which Academic families are discussed. Albedo makes a comment that could be interpreted as flirting to Tighnari, and this is where Cyno takes action. Cyno begins to exhibit Jealous behaviors, like with Sucrose (assuming he now sees Albedo as a threat to his relationship with Tighnari), including attempting to make Tighnari Sibling zone Albedo. Tighnari seems exasperated by this, but does so in a way that seemed non committal or like it wasn’t the full truth. However, Albedo turns this back on Cyno to observe Tighnari and Cyno’s response to the Sibling accusations to which they demonstrate typical sibling behavior. Albedo also offers some comfort to Cyno in understanding his protectiveness as a brother figure himself.

Tighnari has not completely turned Albedo down in this situation, only Cyno. A huge bummer in my opinion.

So the TLDR,

Albedo is subtly flirting with Tighnari during the event and Cyno is late to realize “oh shit women aren’t all that needs to be fended off my man, it’s this Alchemist twink too!” But it’s a little late and Albedo has him.

#windblume spoilers #genshin albedo #tighnari #cyno #genshin impact #windblume

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moonflowerchanniesgirl · 2 years

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Tightly Wound

Pairing: idol Chan x professional dom reader

Genre: honestly idk…mature, bdsm scene, dom reader, first time sub Chan, non romantic bdsm relationship, no real plot just a look at a non romantic BDSM scene. A healthy BDSM scene.

Warning: cursing, no sexual intercourse but mentions of sexual organs, BDSM, punishment (consensual), spanking, whipping, BDSM used as method to de-stress.

Summary: You were supposed to be on vacation but Sana needed your help with a friend of hers. Could you help the wound up stressed out leader of Stray Kids relax? Of course, you were a professional after all.

Word Count: 4.4k

Authors note: this is not an accurate representation of stray kids but an interpretation based on an idea that stems from them.

I don’t know, my brain goes places when sometimes I want Chan to find ways to relax… also there’s too many BDSM fics out there that focus one side of it or honestly just reads like abuse so I thought I'd put more thought into this piece. (reuploaded due to tags broken)

“Sana I’m literally here on vacation and now you’re telling me that you have work for me?” You complained as you stabbed at the shaved ice in front of you. It had been two years since you last traveled and you were prepared to just kick back, let loose and relax. That was until Sana just told you there was someone she needed your help with.

“It won’t even feel like work I promise! He just needs… a bit of help and you're the perfect one to help him,” Sana assured as she pleaded with her big eyes. You knew better than to trust those eyes though, the things you knew that she could do…

“What is his usual dom busy or something?” you asked with a raised eyebrow only to be met with Sana looking away. “Sana, what’s going on?”

“Look, he’s not technically in the scene, I just know he needs it, right now more than ever and who better to give him his first session than you?”

“Sana this is ridiculous, I’m not here to entertain some newbie who's going to faint at the first sign of some ropes,” you shivered and crossed your arms at the mere thought.

“He’s going to be worth your while I’m sure! Just needs you to show him the ropes,” Sana giggled at her own pun while you just rolled your eyes.

“And you’re pushing him to me instead of taking care of him yourself because?” Sana might look adorable to everyone else but you knew she could play as hard as you could.

“Ew that would be gross, we’ve known each other too long. Besides I’m already his sunbae, it wouldn’t be as fun,” Sana wrinkled her nose at your suggestion while you perked your head up at something she mentioned.

“It’s a member of Stray Kids?” You asked and then cursed yourself as she smiled at you, knowing that you got caught showing interest.

“Not just a member, the leader of Stray Kids.”

And that was how you found yourself sitting in what was known as Chan’s Room in the JYP building room while you were supposed to be on vacation. Chan had welcomed Sana in and she dragged you along on the pretense of introducing her friend from Japan to him. As soon as you saw him you knew why she had been insistent that you needed to help him out. Everything about him screamed tensed up beyond belief. The way his jaw would unconsciously tighten every once in a while, the way he fidgeted in his seat, the way his hands would every so often clench around nothing. The telltale signs of bruises on his knuckles suggested that he boxed without gloves, mostly likely to feel some sort of contact, to feel grounded. A much less healthy way to deal with stress than what you could offer. You caught Sana’s eye as she mouthed “ told you so”. You would definitely be able to help him out if he let you.

“So what is it that you do,” he asked you rather politely, trying to make small talk after Sana introduced your name.

You looked at Sana to ask with your eyes if she was sure this was okay and she gestured with her hands to ‘go ahead’.

“I’m a professional dominatrix,” you stated matter of factly and you saw Chan’s eyes grow wide at your statement.

“I’m sorry what?” He asked clearly thinking that he misheard you.’

“A professional dominatrix,” you repeated as you anticipated how he would react.

“One of the best in Japan,” Sana chimed in as Chan glanced between the two of you with his mouth wide open.

“Oh wow,” he said as he leaned slightly back in his chair, “I was not expecting to hear you say that.”

“Why not?” You asked with a smile on your face but a slight edge in your voice. Sana clearly heard the edge as she sat up a bit straighter in her seat.

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way, it’s just not not a job I’ve interacted with before,” he was quick to explain himself in case you thought that he meant it in a negative way.

“Is it a job you would like to interact with though?” You asked as you leaned a little more towards him. You clearly saw him swallow at your question.

“I’m sorry?” He asked, not quite meeting your eyes.

“Well, a little birdie told me that you’ve been stressed lately and I am reallly good at de-stressing people,” you softened your tone as you put forth the reason that you were sitting in front of him.

Chan gasped as he turned toward Sana, “Noona?” He questioned in shock.

“Look, everyone has been complaining about how wound up you’ve been lately and I know you're under a lot of stress with the new album. She is literally the perfect person to help out with that,” Sana explained with her big innocent eyes like she didn’t just suggest that he needed a Dom to relax him.

“But I- I’m not, I don’t think sex is going to solve-”

“There will be no sexual intercourse,” you carefully cut him off. “How much do you know about sceneing and BDSM Chan,” you saw the pink in his ears at the mention of his name and you internally cooed at how cute he was going to be if this worked out.

“Um not that much, I’ve seen Fifty Shades of Grey,” you and Sana both gagged at the mention of that film.

“Nope no no do not say that name around us,” Sana cried as she rapidly shook her head.

“Ugh, I’d rather you knew nothing at all,” you said as you shivered just thinking about that cursed film.

“What’s wrong with it?” Chan asked, clearly confused at your reactions.

“That’s not a BDSM relationship,” Sana said with a pout.

“It’s just an abusive one,” you finished the thought and the both of you nodded at each other.

“He punished her for using her safe word!” Sana angrily said.

“Piece of shit not worth being called a Dom,” you grumbled.

“Wait Noona, you’re also?” Chan trailed off, not sure how to ask his question while you just laughed.

“Trust me, she would be my rival in Japan if she wasn’t so busy being an idol,” you filled him in on how hard she liked to play while Sana just blushed at your praise.

“Please I could not dare compare to your professionalism,” she praised back and you blew her a kiss. Chan again was staring at the two of you with his mouth wide open.

“Anyway we’re getting off-topic, you’re stressed and I’m currently here on vacation but I’m willing to help a friend of a friend out. The question is, would you like to be helped?” You returned to being more serious as you laid out the question. You saw the conflict flash across Chan’s face as he pondered what you asked.

“I’ll step out and let you two talk this out,” Sana suddenly stood up and said. She recognized that you wanted to turn the conversation more professional and stepped out after giving you both a hug and whispering something into Chan’s ear.

“Look,” Chan said as he rubbed the back of his head and you caught a beautiful glance of his arm muscle in action, “I won’t say I’m not intrigued but I’m also not fully sure what, your help would… mean…” he was clearly uncomfortable but not uncurious.

“Well my primary job would be to help you unwind and that means bringing you down into a headspace that you normally wouldn’t get to on your own. I’m trained in various methods to bring you to that space, and keep you there for however long we agreed beforehand. I can safely bring you up and then take care of you until you come back up to your normal headspace,” you explained carefully using the same explanation that you gave to other first-time sceners. People often think that BDSM was just about rough sex but as a professional, it was more complicated than that. It was a lot more than just sexual intercourse and name calling. You could tell that Chan was getting more intrigued as he took in what you were saying.

“Various methods,” Chan repeated more to himself than to you. His face was getting more pink as he seemed to think over what you said.

“I’m just here to offer you my help Chan, not to force you into anything contrary to what you might think BDSM is,” you leaned back in your seat now to show that the ball was in his court.

“And if I agreed, what exactly would that mean?”

“Well, we would set some basic boundaries, discuss what you need and what you're comfortable with, and then schedule a time for your session,” you held out your hand for him to shake, “you in?”

He hesitated for a bit before he took your hand. “Yes”.

At exactly 6:30 there was a knock on your hotel door and you opened it to reveal a very clearly nervous Chan. You led him in as you took in how extremely nice he looked in a black button-down shirt and black ripped jeans that nicely hugged his thighs. Sana had known that you wouldn’t be able to resist his physical appearance. As soon as you closed the door behind Chan he blurted out, “ I can’t do this”.

You weren’t surprised, you knew that he probably spent so long overthinking this session that he spooked himself. You turned to face him and told him calmly, “alright you’re welcome to leave”. You were very calm as you walked over to the mini fridge to grab the two bottles of water you stored there earlier.

“I am?” He asked the shock clear in his voice and you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Chan, I'm not keeping you, hostage, you know. If you’re not comfortable about the arrangement or you just want to go, you’re welcome to do that,” you handed him a bottle of water that he took without much thinking.

“You’re not upset that I’m backing out at the last second?” He asked and you cursed that stupid movie in your head a few more times.

“No I’m not upset and I’m not going to be upset. Contrary to popular belief, I’m not a Dom that wants to own you, I’m just here to help you,” you explained with a small sigh as you patted him on the head. “If you need to go or you want to reschedule that’s perfectly fine.” In your eyes Chan looked like a scared little puppy and you treated him as gently as you could. He seemed to ponder over what you said as he opened up the water and took a sip.

“No I actually do want to do this, I’m just, really nervous.”

“I understand, it’s not easy giving someone else control,” you and Chan had discussed the things that brought him the most stress lately and a lot of it boiled down to his need to be in control. How he spent so much of his younger life as a trainee without control that now he had a hard time giving it up. “I know we don’t know each other super well but I’m going to need you to trust me enough to let me take control. Know that I won’t endanger you and I’m here to help you,” you held out your hand again just as you did in his room when you guys worked out the details of the session.

He took your hand and brought it gently to his lips. “I trust you,” he said as he gave your hand a light kiss.

“You ready?” You asked as you placed both the water bottles on the table.

Chan took a deep breath and said,” yes”.

You rolled your head a bit and closed your eyes for a few seconds as you got internally ready. When you opened your eyes you immediately said, “strip and kneel” to Chan as you went to sit on the bed. To his credit, he was quick to unbutton his shirt and pants but he hesitated when it came to his underwear. He glanced at you and you gave him a nod before he pulled his underwear off and knelt down on his knees from where he stood. He placed his hands out in front of him and stared at the floor just in front of his knees.

You had to hold in the thoughts about how impressive his figure was. Beautifully sculpted muscles that you wanted to reach out and squeeze as you praised him but that would maybe come later, depending on how good he was for you. The first step as you both had agreed was that he needed to be punished. Before even that though you needed to go over the rules.

“While we are in the scene you will refer to me as Madam, is that clear?” You saw him nod but that was not what you wanted. “Verbal confirmation Channie,” you ordered.

“Yes Madam,” he answered obediently and you watched his whole body slightly redden.

“Good boy,” you see the red deepen at your praise. It was always a risk with first-timers to see what they reacted to and how well but you were ecstatic to see how Chan was reacting so far. You carefully walked over to where he was kneeling, making sure to take slow steps to see the tension in his body as he waited for you to stand in front of him. “It’s just too bad you aren’t always a good boy, isn’t that right Channie?” There was no response to your question and so you squatted down and reached your hand onto his hair to tightly grab at a bit of it, not pulling just exerting enough force to make sure he felt it. “I asked a question.”

“Yes Madam,” he answered, his voice shaking slightly. You kept your hand where it was but loosened your grip a little bit.

“Yes, Channie has been a bad boy so he’s going to get punished today, does Channie know why he’s going to get punished?”

“Yes madam,” his voice came out much more strained and you looked down to notice that he was already fully hard. You licked your lips out of his view at how well he was taking everything.

“Well, why is Channie getting punished?” You asked as you moved your hand away from his hair and settled on gently stroking the side of his throat. He would look amazing with a black leather collar on, you thought before you realized how far ahead of yourself you were getting.

“Because I don’t take care of myself and I don’t ask for help when I need it so I end up overworking myself,” he stuttered out clearly uncomfortable with saying the words out loud. His reason for punishment had been something the two of you discussed beforehand when you were trying to figure out why he was so stressed. He was under a lot of pressure from the company but he also gave himself too much pressure and often overworked himself to a frightening extent. You were there to make sure he saw how bad that was.

“That’s right, you don’t take care of yourself and then end up tired and cranky and you take it out on everyone around you,” you tsked as you stood up and moved away. Chan let out a sound that sounded very much like a whimper. He still kept his eyes down in front of him but you saw that his gaze was much less steady than at the start.

“That’s why I’m going to punish you, so you can learn from this and become a good boy.” Chan let out another whimper that sounded absolutely beautiful in your ears. You couldn’t imagine how another Dom hadn’t already scooped him up, he was a Dom’s dream. “During your punishment, you are not allowed to pleasure yourself or use me to pleasure yourself in any way. If you feel like you are going to come then you must use your pause word and we will continue when the feeling has passed. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Madam.”

“If at any point you need to use the safe word or pause word please do so and know that you will not be punished for using them. If you use the pause word we will take a moment to assess what needs to be changed and if you use the safe word we will halt everything and I will immediately begin aftercare.” You made sure you emphasized the not as you thought back to that stupid movie. “Do you remember your pause word and safe words?”

“Yellow for pause and red for stop,” Chan diligently repeated the words you had taught him.

“Good boy,” you purred out. Just because he was being punished didn’t mean that you wouldn’t praise him when he was due praise. “I’m going to spank you, and you're going to keep counting until I stop, then I’m going to whip you 8 times, one time for each hour of sleep that you should be getting.” The punishment had also been something the two of you discussed beforehand, usually, you’d like to keep it a surprise but for a first-time punishment you wanted to lay out what he needed to expect.

“I understand Madam.”

“Come here Channie,” your voice softer now that you were getting to the actual punishment. You were going to handle him a bit more delicately than your usual clients to ease him in. He stood up, legs wobbly from kneeling so long, and made his way to you. You pulled him down so that he laid across your legs. His hardon pressed into your thighs but you made no mention of it.

You admired the plumpness of his ass for a moment before you raised your hand and hit him hard on the right cheek. The loud smack against flesh rang out in the room. Chan let out a loud yelp of surprise before he shakily said, “one”. Already his soft white flesh was turning pink at the impact of your hand. You wait a few seconds to let the anticipation build up before you slapped again at the same spot. Then you sped up and switched between the two cheeks making sure that you didn’t follow any particular rhythm that he could predict. Chan tried to hold in his voice after the first yelp but he still let out little gasps and whimpers at each hit before he called out the number. His voice had gotten shakier with each number but still, he didn’t miss a single one. You paused midway through to rub at the hot tender flesh and he let out a small hiss of discomfort.

“Hurts doesn’t it Channie?”

“Yes, it hurts.”

“This is what happens to bad boys,” you continued to rub and then without warning landed another slap.

“AH! 25,” Chan let out a scream and then the number as he jolted in your lap.

“Don’t move,” you said in a sterner tone and he whimpered a soft sorry.

As you continue his counts started to slow down and his words were becoming more and more slurred together. You stopped at the 42nd slap and by then you knew he at least had dropped a little bit, not where you wanted yet but he was getting there. His breathing was more labored as he let out little gasps and each whimper sounded almost like a laugh before he said the number aloud.

You grabbed the tiny whip that you had placed on the bed earlier when you were prepping. It was much smaller and less sturdy than what you preferred but it was the only one that you could find at such short notice. You cursed your past self for not thinking ahead to pack more toys. You had brought ropes and restraints but nothing that wouldn’t leave a mark, something he had told you would not be okay. You let the edges of the whip dangle over the bright red flesh of his ass just ghosting over the flesh.

“Now I’m going to whip you 8 times and after each strike of the whip, you're going to apologize for not taking better care of yourself. Do you understand?”

“Yes madam,” it took him a few seconds to reply to you as if his brain needed a moment to understand your words.

You shifted to take a look at his face, the material of your jeans brushed against his hard cock and he let out a moan. You were honestly surprised at how well he was handling not coming but then again he had told you that he aimed to please. His eyes were completely glazed over and he had his mouth wide open, a wet spot of drool underneath. His cheeks were flushed red as he lightly painted. You gently brushed your hands through his sweaty head. You would frame a picture of how he looked at the moment if you could.

You whipped him once, lighter than you would normally, careful not to break the skin. His whole body shook as he choked out an “I’m sorry”. You finished the whipping quickly as you could tell he was already dropping fast. With each loud thwack, he let out a sob and an apology. With the last strike, his body went completely limp, and every inch of tension faded away. He was practically like a puddle of water in your lap. He was still muttering little “I’m sorry”s and you saw the wet spot grow larger with the tears that he gasped out. You threw the whip aside, the loud thunk made Chan jump a little and you laid down on the bed as you used your strength to pull Chan’s body so that it covered yours, carefully to not hurt his bruised ass in the transition.

“I’ve got you now Channie,” you said as you wrapped one arm around his back and another placed on the back of his head and pushed him closer to your body. “It’s okay I’ve got you, you were so good, such a good boy,” as you gently patted his head you heard his cries get louder and louder as he was wailing into your shoulder, body still limp. “Such a good boy took everything so well,” you cooed at him as you pressed a kiss against the side of his head. You continued to hold him as he cried until the tears died down and he just lay there sniffling and snuggling into your neck. “Channie I have some ointment for your ass, I’m going to go get it hmm?” You tried to shift so that he was lying on the bed instead of you but his head snapped up at your movement and there was a look of utter heartbreak in his eyes. He moved his arms to trap you under him in a tight hug.

“Channie, I’ll be right back, just gotta take care of your ass so you’ll be at least able to sit down tomorrow,” you cooed at him as you took both your hands to cup his face.

“Don’t leave, please don’t leave,” Chan cried out as he buried his head into your chest. You chuckled lightly as you rubbed your hands on his back and neck. He was such a perfect little sub, you would have loved to collar him and make him yours. But you couldn’t do that, at least not until he was back up and aware.

“Alright Channie, I’m not going anywhere, let’s just cuddle, if you feel sleepy, go ahead and sleep, I’ve got you,” you lightly kissed the top of his head and he let out a little giggle through his tears. It didn’t take longer than five minutes for him to fall asleep, the experience clearly took a lot out of him. You shimmied your way out of his hold, using a pillow to replace yourself in his arms. You went over to your suitcase and grabbed the perfectly curated aftercare travel bag out and took out a few cotton pads as well as the cooling aloe gel. You walked back to where Chan lay and took a moment to admire your work. His ass was a mixture of reds and purples with dark angry red lines from the whip spread across. You carefully coated the soft cotton with the cool gel and began to spread it over the hot flesh. Chan groaned and shifted a bit as you tended to him but he did not awaken. You looked at how clean and white his back was and you wanted to make it up with rope marks and red lines and purple hickies but he had made clear that there were to be no visible marks. You lightly touched the small of his back and placed a light kiss there, maybe someday.

You grabbed the duvet you had moved to the couch and spread it over Chan before you shimmied your way back under his arms. You accidentally jarred him a little too much and he opened one eye lazily to see what had disturbed him. “Shhhh it’s just me Channie, it’s okay, go back to sleep,” you gently patted his head in apology for moving him too much. He flashed you a lazy smile and tightened his grip around you before nuzzling into your neck again. You gently closed your eyes as you felt his little breaths against your neck.

#stray kids imagine #stray kids chan #stray kids scenario #stray kids mature #stray kids fanfic

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ALRIGHT. Let me tell you about Stallion Quartermane the way I see him: Italian, trans, and ABSOLUTE BLORBO. because ur tags almost indicated interest in my interp of him and I want to rotate him at you if you don't mind :3

So, him being italian. My brain could not fucking wrap around Stallion Quartermane being the only Marleybonian horse. I *GET* that it's an animal pun to Allan Quatermain, a British character written by a British author, but MY BRAIN WOULD NOT LET ME BE OKAY WITH IT. So instead I was like 'okay do we have other European horses? Oh yes we do! The Valencians! (they're unicorns not horses but shhhhh maybe Stallion was just born different or maybe unhorned horsefolk exist in Valencia IDK)'. Hence, Italian Stallion Quartermane.

And him being transmasc. It was an accident. I was writing something. Like a snippet of the Old One's records about Stallion. And I misgendered Stallion via typo: I meant to write 'male' and instead wrote 'mare'. I.E., a female horse. I did not notice the typo until like MONTHS later when I went to look for that old writing. And instead of correcting it, I was like 'fuck it. He's transmasc now. Oldie was writing about Stallion's physicality as an AFAB horse or whatever' And because I myself am transmasc, I got to PROJECT shit onto Stallion now :D

So now he's two major degrees of separation different from his canon self. And there was a lot I could explore with like... his personal assimilation and him stuffing his nationality AND his genderqueerness in a closet, and how something something connecting that to how he founded the SGS whose main goal is to discover and assimilate nations into the Marleybonian empire and stuff their cultures into a storage closet or museum.

And in my AU of Wizard101, the story diverges from canon before Arc 4 can begin. Which means I have a Stallion with an intensely new and different PRESENT as well as as PAST. And he's physically incapable of going on his canon arc in Lemuria because canon is now broken, which gives him the opportunity to become a completely different character.

It's so fun. He's colonized my braincells and I've queerified his. I am normal (lie) about this old man

I am most definitely interested in hearing your thoughts! :D I really adore the heroes of Lemuria, and even if Stallion Quartermane isn't my favorite of that group, he is still the template for all of them, and I think his character is a lot of fun. I love his upbeat voice and his little catchphrase of, "To adventure!" 🥰 I also love hearing opinions about characters from people who have stronger opinions about them than me! 💖

That's so interesting about all of the Valencians being unicorns! :0 I actually didn't notice that before--or rather, I didn't make the distinction between the horse characters and the unicorn characters! The only other horses besides Quartermane that I can think of are the Golden Horde from Catmandu, at the beginning of Novus. Fascinating! Maybe he has family from both Valencia and Marleybone, or he's a Valencian who was raised in Marleybone? 🤔

That is hilarious about the male/mare typo! 😆 It's like a Freudian slip, but for uncovering the trans potential of a beloved character 💕✨ I also think it's really fun to have a trans headcanon for a character who fits into a stereotypical/gendered role. Quartermane is a rugged, dashing adventurer--but somehow, his performance is so over-the-top that it comes across as campy, almost. He reminds me a lot of Sea Hawk from the She-Ra reboot! C: They even have the same catchphrase!

That's super cool about your AU, too! I love altering things in canon to see how characters would react under different circumstances and how they might grow into different people when the story is tweaked even a little bit to the left :) I support Stallion Quartermane being trans and Italian, not just in your AU but in the canon material, as well! 🇮🇹🏳️‍⚧️

#asks #stormbreaker101 #trans quartermane would also fit pretty well into the canon lemuria plotline!#since the old one was so into the idea of creating heroes under the right circumstances...#it makes sense that he would look at a trans person who chose their own fate and think of that as a kind of exceptional heroism :')#anyway tysm for sending these asks <3 they were a delight to stumble upon and read yesterday! C:

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quodekash · 2 years

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A VERY LATE INTRO THING IDK

HELLO FRIENDS call me bj or egg. i dont give a rats tail about what pronouns you use for me, use whatever terms and stuff you want for me. call me sir, call me madam, call me a lion in a panda onesie, idk

im a theatre kid with adhd and i am actually just the physical manifestation of dad jokes (fun fact: i respond to being called Dad (call me daddy if you dare)) and egg puns

uhhh im in a lot of fandoms and there’s too many to list so I won’t, you’ll have to figure it out (I might one day put them in the tags of this post. but that day is Not Today)

oh im also an english/literature kid, I love analytical writing and creative writing of all kinds

TALK TO ME. PLEASE. send me asks if you want, dm me, tag me in stuff, whatever you like! im here for friendships and a funky fresh ol’ time. if you wanna talk to me about life, go ahead! If you wanna rant about life, go ahead! If you wanna rant/info dump to me about a show you like or a book you love or an interest you’ve recently acquired, whatever it is, GO AHEAD!! I love it when people get passionate about things, it makes me happy (and I rant a lot, so I feel like it should go both ways)

fun fact about me: i dont swear ever but I will use weird substitutes all the time (holy bajoolies is one of my most common ones. what’s a bajoolie? idk. how did I come up with it? no clue man). (Update: I now swear sometimes (okay maybe more than sometimes) but I have used an f-bomb precisely three times in my life. and the third time was because guYNAWA KISSED FIVE TIMES OH MY GOSH)

also i will reblog a lot, so I give you my sincerest apologies. I sometimes try to add something to the things I reblog (generally in tags), but a lot of the time I just reblog it without anything. so if you’re scrolling through my blog, uh… good luck.

i ramble a lot and for that i am sorry.

HAVE A GAY DAY! -BJ

#intro post

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angelltheninth · 2 years

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Hii!!

Could i get a Adrien agreste x reader x Miles morales

Like Miles/Adrien have to go to france/New york to study and he falls for a maybe some marvels characters daughter idk. And Adrien habe the same crush. So one day Adrien gets super jealous when Miles saves her when she falls from a building.

I love Miles morales hehe. DON'T HAVE A GOOD DAY. HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!❤❤

Thank you for requesting, not one, but two lovely cinnamon rolls! I love both of them so much, they deserve everything nice in life.

Pairing: Adrien Agreste x Reader x Miles Morales

Tags: crushes, secret identities, superheros, jealous Adrien

A/N: These two are lovely and yeah I would love to see an actual crossover between the two someday. Maybe in a comic?

You and Miles met each other several times in New York

You even went on a few missions together and been on patrol

During those missions and patrols you and Miles developed a bit of a crush on each other

The trip to Paris was supposed to be a vacation, a little break from the chaos for the two of you

However you found just as much, if not more, chaos there

Luckily you also met two heroes, Ladybug and Chat Noir

Chat Noir was friendly and charming from the beginning, especially to you

Oh boy... the puns... there were so many once Miles and Chat Noir started talking

You and Miles wanted to see more of Paris so you agreed to go your separate ways for a few hours and meet back up again

While you walked around you saw so many ads by Adrien Agreste

The Agreste brand is famous so of course you knew who he was

What you didn't expect was to run into him on the street

Despite being a hero, you aren't immune to getting lost unfortunately

Adrien offers to show you around if you want him too, with his bodyguard tagging along of course but still it was a nice gesture

You imagined that a model would maybe be more stuck up but Adrien was a ray of sunshine, at least from what you could gather from the few hours you spent with him before you meet back up with Miles

During the night you and Miles decide to go on patrol, to get more familiar with Paris at night in case you are ever needed

On patrol you run into Ladybug and Chat Noir again

It's really fun to patrol as a group and you and Miles agree to help them while you're in Paris, which will be at least a few weeks if you're lucky

You and Miles have a lot of fun swinging around a big new city like Paris

Of course the Eiffel Tower is a must for visitors and especially for you and Miles who can climb all the way to the top

However you didn't expect for Hawk Moth to attack right as you were up there

The sudden attack makes you lose your balance, luckily Miles catches you in time and not long after Chat Noir and Ladybug arrive

For some reason Chat Noir is more distant than he's been in the past few days

He looks between you and Miles and gets the most adorable pout on his face which makes his ears drop a little

Still you manage to take care of the villain just fine

Before you leave Chat Noir pulls you to the side and asks you if you could meet him at the Eiffel Tower

By his tone and expression you guess that its something important

When you arrive to meet him he's waiting for you with a red rose and a note

He says that he knows you're leaving soon but he didn't want to miss his chance to confess to you

You're very flustered by his confession

He's very charming, funny, caring and a good hero, honestly you do like him a little, you can't deny that

But you also like Miles, and not to mention you're leaving soon, you don't want to begin something that will hurt you both in the long run

Chat had a feeling that was the case which is why he also gave you the letter

You can open it when you get back to your hotel if you want

He lets you know he might visit New York soon and if you manage to sort out your feelings, no matter what your answer might be, he would love to meet, even as a friend

You get back to the hotel and tell Miles about that happened

He's not sure what to think about another guy having a crush on you, Chat Noir doesn't seem like someone with bad intentions at least so there's that

Miles really likes you too and he doesn't want to put you on the spot, so if you like Chat more than him he won't stop you

Over the next few days in Paris you handle business as usual

On the last day you and Miles say your goodbyes to Chat Noir and Ladybug

You give Chat a little kiss on the cheek and tell him he and Miles gave you a lot to think about and that you'll let them both know when you come to some kind off decision

On the plane you open the letter Chat Noir gave you

You assume its a love letter but actually it's a phone number with the name 'A. Agreste'

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug x reader #adrien agreste #adrien x reader #miles morales #miles morales x reader #spiderman x reader #marvel x reader

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tinyboxxtink · 3 years

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"Weird Secret Friends" *Chapter 2*

Part 1

Part 3

Y'all IDK what it is about this story but I can just write and write and write. This one ended up being 11 pages [on a google doc] And I only stopped because it's 2:15 am.

I hope you guys like this, but I just want to clarify: This isn't a Barisi fic. I'm sorry, if you're looking for that, just...this isn't it. I mean they do interact and it'll be fun, but they will not be ending up together.

That being said, enjoy this new chapter! I'm debating on how pathetic enamored Sonny is, I don't think I'm gonna go that deep. No worries, people.

As always let me know if you want to be added/deleted off the tag list!! <3

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"Y/N, I'm so happy for you and Barba. You make the cutest couple," Sonny beamed at you while you were wrapped in Rafael's arms, huge smiles on all of your faces.

"Thank you Sonny, that means so much." You gave him a warm hug.

"Yeah….and you'll make the cutest couple in HELL!" All of a sudden Sonny pushed both you and Rafael off a cliff.

You were falling to your death when you woke up to your professor glaring at you.

"Have a nice nap, Miss Y/N?" He scowled at you.

"Um," You cleared your throat and straightened up at your desk. "Yes sir,"

"Good," he huffed as he headed to the front of the classroom once more. "Maybe now we can continue without your snoring,"

You heard the students around you snicker at his comments as You sunk lower into your desk and waited for class to end. It had been a long train ride home and then a drive to your apartment last night, you hadn't gotten home until around 2 am and had this 8 am class. As soon as the professor dismissed your class you booked it out of the class and out into the parking lot of your community college.

"Ugh, could this day get any--" before you could even finish your thought you got your answer. Your phone beeped with a text from Rafael:

RAFA: Hey killer, how's the bullshit county? 😉

That was the nice thing, then just as you were about to text him back your phone lit up.

SONNY BOI CALLING

"Shit!" You hissed to no one. "How does he know?!"

"Ahem….Heyyy, cuz," You answered it with your best nonchalant voice. That of course sounded totally chalant.

"Hey sunshine," His voice sounded relaxed, thank God.

"What's up?" You tried keeping your tone light as you neared your car.

"Well y'know I was just thinkin, I feel real bad about standing you up last night,"

"Oh, Son it's no big deal really," the fact that he felt guilty about anything made you feel even more guilty.

"No, I know you have a busy schedule and it takes a lot to get into the City and I just blew you off," He kept on with the guilt train.

"You didn't blow me off Son you had work. I get that--" You unlocked your car and got in, starting it so your windows would thaw. And your whole body.

"Well I wanna make it up to you," He cut you off.

"Oh?" your voice fell short. This couldn't be good.

"Yeah, my boss-- well he's not really My boss but Mr. Barba--"

Oh shit. Barba? Was Barba having a party? Why wouldn't He tell you that? Wait why WOULD he tell you that? Stupid. Wait, what was Sonny saying?

".... birthday, so you could be like my date," you caught the tail end of his invite.

"Birthday?" You repeated like a parrot. It was Barba's birthday? Oh god. You were really trying not to focus on how old he was. Don't ask. For the love of god don't say it Sonny.

"Yeah don't worry you don't need to get him anything, I got it covered," Sonny assured you.

Well, that was one way you could figure out just how much your cousin cared about his "idol". The more expensive the gift, the stronger the feelings were. You wondered whether you should ask him now or wait for the surprise. Maybe you should ask now, then his answer should tell you what you'd be getting into.

*So what did you get this 'non boss' of yours?" You asked slyly.

"Oh," now Sonny's voice dropped. "Well I, I don't wanna say,"

Fuck.

Don't panic. Do not panic.

"Oh come on Sonny," you did your best to keep a joking tone. "What am I gonna do, tell him?"

Should you joke about it? Hidden in plain sight, right?

"No I guess not, it's not like you know him,"

Whew.

"It's just kinda embarrassing…."

Oh god.

"O-Oh?" You tried to stay calm. "Why's that? Is it a gag gift?"

Please be a gag gift.

"Actually it's a new briefcase," He replied.

"Oh why is that embarrassing you goof?” You gave him a hard time. What was that in the emotional baggage department? Pun intended.

"I mean, it's more expensive than the one I own," You could hear the shrug in his voice.

Fuck. Don't ask why. Don't ask. But if you don't ask, that will be even more suspicious wouldn't it?

"Oh Son," You asked softly. "Why would you do that?"

"Well the one he has is as old as dirt, I think it's probably the first one he ever bought. I wanted him to look snazzy in court." He replied with a super eager tone.

"That's sweet," you were pounding your steering wheel in frustration. Say it.

"Seems like a lot of work for a mentor though," You closed your eyes mentally killing yourself.

"Yeah well," he laughed uncomfortably.

Say it.

"Sonny…” You didn’t want to do this.

“Yeah?” He was oblivious.

“You know you can always talk to me,”

“Yeah of course,” He assured you.

“About anything,” You scrunched your nose.

“Yeah I know, sunshine,” He half laughed.

“ANYTHING,” You reiterated

There was a long awkward pause.

“...Sonny?” You made sure he hadn’t hung up on you.

“Yeah, I'm here,” He replied softly.

“So?” You waited for the bomb to drop.

So…. He sighed. "I just want him to like me,"

Dammit.

"....Yeah," You nodded, cursing yourself.

"Yeah, its stupid. I'm stupid." He laughed again.

“You're not stupid,” you laid your head on the steering wheel in shame.” I mean the heart wants what it wants right?”

“What?! Oh my god, Y/N,” He scoffed. “I'm not gay,”

“….Sonny it's 2021,” you shook your head. “Sexuality is a spectrum,”

Right well. He laughed defensively. "I'm on the p in the v scale,"

“Ugh, Sonny,” you made a face.

“Sorry sunshine,” He apologized. “I just...why would you even think that?!”

“Uh…” You paused.

Maybe he wasn't fully aware that he had romantic feelings for Rafael. If you started pointing out the signs, he might realize it. But then you'd have a cousin going through gay panic AND then finding out it doesn't matter anyway.

"No reason," You lied.

"I just want him to like him so he'll give me a good recommendation once I graduate Fordham Law,"

"Oh" you smacked your head. "Duh. Right. Of course,"

That was completely legitimate. Maybe you had been misreading this whole thing. Now you just had the whole overprotective Gotti side of Sonny to worry about.

"Well I guess I could spend the weekend in the city," You shrugged as you pulled out of the parking lot.

“Absolutely!” He exclaimed. “My couch is always open,”

Not exactly where you were thinking of sleeping, but you weren't blowing your cover over the phone. Wait, maybe you should. Then he couldn't kill you over the phone. Wait, he's presumably at work right now. You didn't know how closely he worked with Barba, but you figured it would be a hell of a lot easier for Sonny to get to him before you could stop him from killing Rafael.

"Sure sounds good. I'll see you then cuz,” You smiled and hung up the phone.

------

Friday arrived, and you once again found yourself standing outside Forlini's. You debated heavily whether to go in or not, but you told yourself you were going to wait for Sonny outside this time, no more risking a sexy bar rendezvous.

You hadn’t really responded to Rafael’s texts the last few days, and you certainly didn’t tell him you were coming. Maybe you should have told him. You grabbed your phone to text him when you heard a familiar voice behind you:

“Y/N?”

You spun around to see Rafael dressed to the 9’s, smiling at you. He smelled delicious, mixed with the food aroma wafting out of the restaurant and the smell of freshly fallen snow in New York City.

“...Happy Birthday, Counselor,” You bit your lip nervously.

“W-What are you doing here?” He stared at you as if he thought he was dreaming.

“Sonny invited me,” You nervously smiled.

“Seriously?” He laughed.

“Seriously,” You nodded with a laugh as well.

“Did-- did you say anything to him?” He asked you worriedly.

“Are you insane?!” You hit him. “No!”

“So why did he invite you here?” He asked.

“He said it was to make up for ditching me the other night,” You shrugged.

“...The irony,” He smirked.

“Mmm,” You nodded with an amused smile.

“Well this is a very happy birthday indeed,” He smiled, pulling you closer into his coat similar to the night you had met.

“....Just don’t ask which one it is,” He warned you while staring at your lips deviously.

“Deal,” You nodded in agreement before he pulled you into a hungry kiss.

“DUDE!!” You snapped back before his lips were on yours for more than a millisecond. “Are you nuts?! Sonny’s gonna be here any second!”

“It’s my birthday, carino,” He made a pouty face. “Don’t yell at me,”

“Oh lord,” You rolled your eyes. “Alright, man child,”

He was about to go for another sneaky kiss when you both heard a voice from behind you.

“....Sunshine?”

“Oh!” You jumped ten feet away from Rafael when you turned to see Sonny standing there with a huge gift bag, staring slack jawed at the two of you. “Sonny! I um, we--”

“I was teaching your cousin a lesson in New York safety,” Rafael talked over you, his face completely stone. God he was a good liar.

“Excuse me, counselor?” Sonny raised an eyebrow, glancing between the two of you. You just stared in speechlessness.

“She was standing on this curb holding her bag out for any miscreant on these streets to just wrestle away from her, I was just demonstrating how,” He gestured to your open purse.

“Barba I really think this ain’t that kinda neighborhood,” Sonny half laughed.

“...You never know,” Rafael shrugged. “Now let’s all get inside, I’m sure everyone is anxious to start celebrating me,”

You and Sonny both rolled your eyes with smiles; too similar of smiles, you noticed. Thankfully, he did not. You both followed Rafael back to a private room where a bunch of fancy dressed people were mingling with drinks in their hands while two long empty tables stood in the middle of the room. They all stopped and clapped when Rafael walked in.

“Oh, for me?” He feigned surprise and humility.

“Yeah right Barba,” A woman laughed sarcastically. “You’re the one who invited us here,”

“Touche, Rita,” Rafael smirked as he began making the rounds around the table greeting everyone.

“So are we allowed to eat now, I’m starving,” An older man asked.

“And I’ve got a son waiting,” A red headed woman chimed in.

“Right, right,” Rafael nodded as people began to take seats. “Sorry everyone, you know I love to make a dramatic entrance,”

“Oh trust me we know, Barba,” Another man called. “Your catwalks into the courtroom prove that. I think we have a montage of them,”

“Ha Ha,” Rafael rolled his eyes, then turned to you and Sonny.

“Sonny,” He put a hand on his shoulder. “Why don’t you sit next to me?”

“R-Really, counselor?” You saw Sonny’s eyes light up like Christmas tree lights.

Fuck. You knew he was only asking him so that you would sit next to him as well. And while you loved the idea, you knew how much this was toying with Sonny’s feelings.

“A-Are you sure, about that Mr. Barba?” You gave him a look.

“Absolutely, Miss-- I didn’t catch your name?” He played it so cool.

“Y/N,” You held out your hand as you re-introduced yourself.

“Right, well--” He shook your hand then turned his attention to Sonny who was still beaming like a kid on Christmas. “I don’t know how much Carisi has told you, but he is quite the promising mentee of mine,”

“....R-Really, Rafael?” Sonny blinked in disbelief, causing Rafael’s smile to falter for a moment. Sonny had never called him “Rafael” before, it was always “Barba”. Shit, maybe he had given him too much praise.

“I mean, you know, for a lap dog,” He quickly added with a snarky tone and a smirk.

“Mr. Barba!” You tried not to raise your voice at the birthday boy. “That is my cousin you’re talking ab---”

“No, no it’s fine Y/N-- th-that’s how we work isn’t it, counselor? He just gives me jabs, I know he doesn’t mean it,” Sonny laughed nervously, staring at the floor. He knew not to get too comfortable with Barba, why did he even try it?

“Indeed,” Rafael nodded in agreement. “But, I still request you sit by me-- at least I know you don't poison my food. Which is more than I can say for many of my esteemed ‘guests’,” He eyed the tables of people before him.

“Then why invite them to your party?” You quirked an eyebrow.

“I get that Jersey doesn’t have the social classes of Manhattan, Miss Y/N,” He smirked. “But here, you’ve got to do things to keep up appearances,”

“Oh do you?” You practically growled.

“Yes,” He nodded while a waiter brought him a glass of scotch. “Even if you don’t like someone, if they serve a purpose for you than you do what you must to keep in their good graces,”

“Oh is that so? So you’re only kind to people who can ‘serve’ you?” You crossed your arms and narrowed your eyes at him.

What kind of Danny Zuko bullshit was this?! This was an entirely different Rafael Barba you had met the other night. He was kind, flirty, endearing. This new Barba was snarky and condescending, and you were not amused at all.

“Y/N, chill,” Sonny hissed at you. “This is just how Barba is, he’s harmless,”

“Yeah well you might not mind being his doormat Sonny, but I sure as hell won’t be,” You angrily stomped off.

“Oh my god,” Sonny muttered, wondering if he should run after you or not. “Barba, I am so so sorry about her,”

“It’s fine, Carisi,” He watched you stomping away, trying to hide the guilt in his voice. He was just trying his best to throw Sonny off the trail. He may have overcompensated just a tad.

“I-I should go check on her, She’s just a kid--”

“No, allow me,” Rafael put a hand to Sonny’s chest. “It was my faux paux, I should apologize to her myself. I was being a bit of an ass,”

“Yeah but that’s just you, Barba,” Sonny chuckled, trying not to blush at Rafael’s hand on his chest.

“True, but I forget not everyone knows me as well as you do, Carisi,” And now he was trying to be extra nice to Sonny to get on his good side, while cluelessly egging on his feelings.

“That is very true,” Sonny laughed even more nervously. “I’ll uh, I’ll take a seat and get our drinks ordered,”

“Excellent,” Rafael smiled at him, probably one of five times in the entire time they’d known each other. He gave Sonny one more pat on the back before walking after where you had stomped off to.

He found you right before you hit the front door, his hand catching yours before it could grab the handle. You turned and scoffed at him, your scowl still present after stomping off.

“Oh, come to appease me, counselor? How can I be of service to you?” You snapped.

“Please, Y/N,” He gave you apologetic eyes as he pulled you closer to him. “I’m sorry, I just-- I didn’t want Carisi to think anything was off. He already caught us being handsy, I had to make it look like we disliked each other,” He explained.

“Oh I think you’ve done that above and beyond, jackass,” You huffed. “First I’m too stupid to not get robbed in the city, and then I’m too uncultured to understand ‘high society’ manipulative bullshit?”

“I’m sorry, I may have gone a little over--” He started.

“But that wasn’t even an act, was it?” You interjected angrily.

“What do you mean?” He asked you curiously.

“Your line of you having ‘use’ of a person? I assume that is why you have a room full of powerful people you dislike as opposed to a room full of sycophants?” Yeah, you might just go to community college but you knew big words too.

“I mean, that is how it works--”

“Jesus Christ,” You shook your head with a laugh. “You know I understood for about half a second why my cousin is so infatuated by you, but I am losing that belief real quick,” You turned and started to walk away again.

“Y/N come on,” He grabbed both of your arms this time and pulled you close into him, your noses almost touching.

“Look I’m-- I’m sorry, that I’m---this,” He gestured to himself.

“But that’s just how I have to be in their world,” He gestured back towards the room. “I’m telling you, it’s a room full of sharks. If I show weakness or misstep in decorum, I’m nothing but chum to those people,”

“The guy you met the other night, that’s the real me,” He put a hand to your cheek. “I never get to be that guy, not in public. That’s why I was so attracted to you,” He put his other hand on your waist.

“I don’t have to be ‘Rafael Barba, the snarky ADA with a silver tongue,’ I can just be…’Rafa’,” He gave you an earnestly sad smile.

“I’m sorry,” You blinked in confusion. “I know I’m not helping myself but what exactly is the ‘ADA’?”

Your question brought that familiar amused grin and a laugh. “See, this is what I’m talking about,”

“Oh yeah I know, the ignorant girl you can placate--”

“No,” He put a finger on your lips. “The earnest, normal, gorgeous girl,” He kissed your forehead. “I’m sure if we took a poll in here right now the majority of the room would be with you, not knowing what an ADA is,”

“Which still doesn’t answer the question,” You pointed out.

“I…” He tried to think of a way to explain his role in the Manhattan judicial system. “Well, the DA of the county is like-- the King of Lawyers in that section. Or queen, as my boss is Rita,” He shook his head with a laugh. Oh Rita Calhoun, the stories he could tell about her.

“So, you’re her king?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Eh, I’d say Prince but she’d probably say Jester if she heard this metaphor to be honest with you,”

“Mmm I like that,” You finally let yourself smile at him.

“A Prince?” He grinned.

“The Jester,” You gave him a tongued smile, settling against his chest.

“Well, I’ll gladly take that title if it makes you happy,” He kissed your forehead. “I’d do anything to make you happy right now,”

You looked into his green eyes, they were now their usual sparkling green hue, and you remembered very quickly how you had gotten yourself in this mess in the first place. He really was a sweet, charming, gorgeous guy. And then you remembered those were probably all the reasons Sonny fell for him too.

“Ahem.” You straightened up and stepped out of his grasp. “Well, what would make me happy right now is getting back to my cousin,”

“Oh,” Rafael’s eyes softened into a sad gaze.

“Rafael, I think he really likes you,” You bit your lip with guilt. “And you toying with him just now isn’t helping!”

“Toying with him?” Rafael’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion? “I wasn’t toying with--”

“Sit by me, Carisi? You’re important to me, Carisi?” You imitated his questions in a mocking tone.

“I had to ask him that so you would--” He started to explain, but you already knew.

“I know!” You stopped him. “I know, that’s why it’s so fucked!” You put your hands over your face.

“Carino…” Rafael walked over and pulled your hands from your face and held them.

“I’m hurting him every second that I stand here with you, and I--” You bit your lip trying not to cry. “I’m still doing it! I can’t walk away!”

“So don’t,” He squeezed your hands with an even sadder look.

“This is just--” You broke free from his grasp once again and wiped your eyelids. “We need to get back before Sonny comes after you,”

“....So where does this conversation leave us, then?” He asked you cautiously.

“I don’t…” You gazed into his puppy dog emerald eyes. “I don’t know, I don’t want to think about it right now, okay?”

“Fair enough,” He put his hands down in concession. “...But we really need to--”

“Yeah, I know,” You nodded softly as you walked back to the private room, Rafael trailing behind you.

All you could think on the way back was how in God’s name were you going to make it through the rest of the night.

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Miracuclass Amogus Cringe

I was going back and forth about making this post, but then I saw @charming-mage ‘s and I was like screw it we’re doing this. This ended up 10x longer than I thought it’d be.

Marinette (crewmate) - tries to organize everyone into a buddy system to corner the impostors, gets frustrated when people agree to her plan and then start running rogue. When discussions start she’s leading the conversation and asking the most questions. She greatly prefers crewmate over impostor because she likes the mystery solving element of discussions.

Marinette (impostor) - whenever she kills someone she goes, “ahhhh” out loud and panics while her avatar sprints away from the body. She likes coming up with convoluted plans, especially when she can communicate with her fellow imp(s), and tries to make it seem like she’s in two places at once wether it be through venting or falsified testimony.

Adrien (crewmate) - he has to unmute and ask how to do like every individual task to the point where he’s been voted out over it before because cmon, you’ve gotta be lying about it at this point, just piece it together and stop unmuting during task time. He makes puns and sings little improvised songs while tasking. When he suspects someone but they don’t get voted out, he offers to tail them at the cost of his own safety. Same with fixing sabotages late-game. To him, getting killed is just part of the game progression, and it’s not a big deal because he trusts his fellow crewmates to avenge him and doesn’t mind ghost-tasking.

Adrien (impostor) - okay maybe he lies about not knowing tasks sometimes. But it also took him a while to learn imp mechanics and he kept asking about them out loud like, “what’s the red square task on the floor? Why’s my name highlighted?” And somehow nobody noticed while his partner(s) were like nggggg Adrien no... At least he’s good at playing innocent/fake-detective-ing in discussions. Whenever he kills someone he makes some stupid one-liner about it out loud.

Alya (crewmate) - we got Sherlock Holmes over here. She overanalyzes every tiny detail and isn’t scared to sacrifice the sus for the greater cause. When she finishes tasks, she likes to hang out by security and snoop in case of the rare satisfaction of catching someone red-handed. If there’s an emergency meeting, it’s probably because she probably saw something. She supports Crewinette’s plans to corner the imps. She thinks tasks wins are boring and that it’s a lot more fun to win through voting correctly. If they task-win or lose she stops before the new game and asks who the imps were and for a recap of their actions.

Alya (impostor) - a force to be reckoned with. She’ll wait for the perfect moment to strike someone, and then cover her tracks, join a group and win herself a strong alibi anyways. Her reputation as a ruthless detective protects her, even when the game is set to show that the ejected person was innocent. She always chooses someone to kill and someone to blame for it, but sometimes she gets carried away and they vote her off for pointing too many fingers.

Nino (crewmate) - he’s just tasking, man. If he gets killed he’s like, “oh mf” and just keeps ghost-tasking. He mostly hangs out during the discussions unless he has something solid to say, only jumping in at the end to confirm, “so we’re voting for _?”. He leads his own little crewmate squad around when he finishes tasks to protect them while they finish theirs.

Nino (impostor) - mostly plays off the strategy of his partner(s). He likes playing the protective team-player type “innocent diversion” role while the partner(s) get to killing, so when discussions start he’s totally in the clear, which gives him an opening to dodge suspicion in the future if he needs to take over killing. He pretends to fix sabotages all the time because people rely on him to do that as a crewmate.

Max (crewmate) - freakishly good at the card scanning task. People always ask for his secret and he’s like? It’s so easy? He has every map memorized to a t so he can point out the contradictions in people’s stories like an ace attorney character. It’s surprisingly really helpful. He’s the opposite of Alya in that he’s a big supporter of the “guys, stop voting off random innocent people, we have like five tasks left. Whoever hasn’t done them, just finish them” strategy.

Max (impostor) - he tries his best to protect his partner(s) in the discussion while laying low himself, and sometimes he gets voted out for it, but if he senses that there’s nothing he can do, he’ll throw them even further under the bus to build credit for himself. He doesn’t like sacrificing innocents as a crewmate, so his defenses are only sus when he’s caught being wrong. He sabotages a lot to control people’s movements and vents liberally unless he committed to a tasking group. That being said, he can go whole rounds without killing out of caution.

Kim (crewmate) - he’s the guy who calls emergency meetings early into the game only to say, “I miss you guys :)” He gets voted out all the time for doing troll-y crap and ignoring Crewinette’s plans. He’s also severely confused by some of the tasks and game mechanics, but fakes it till he makes it, until the discussion where he rarely says anything valuable and just jokes around. Sometimes, though, he’ll offer a tiny offhand detail and everyone’s like Kim, I hate to say it, but you’re a genius or that’s the piece we’ve been missing! And he’s like haha ok. He’s always behind on tasks, sometimes out of laziness, sometimes out of confusion, but he’s one of the people Max is impatiently waiting on.

Kim (impostor) - he gets caught in the act a lot and it’s hilarious, but other times he gets away with everything the entire time, which is kinda scary. He’s weirdly good at introducing so much confusion and derailment to discussions that everyone gets totally lost and doesn’t know what’s going on, allowing him to survive when they could’ve easily figured him out. Unlike Max, he knows literally nothing about the maps and always says he was at the “slidey thing” or whatever and everyone’s like idk wtf the slidey thing is, and if this were anyone else they’d be gone immediately, but it’s Kim so he might actually be telling the truth. He refuses to learn the names of anything because this really helps him out.

Alix (crewmate) - always trying to convince her friends to experiment with ridiculous game settings. Occasionally, she gets to them, and they get games with comically unbalanced imp:crew ratios, awful lighting, an overwhelming load or lack of tasks, or hilariously low cool downs. She revels in the chaos. When she tasks she usually moves from place to place alone but tries to hop in with groups to confirm her movements. She’s pretty good at sussing imps out when they offer enough information, but otherwise she just makes goofy comments with Kim.

Alix (impostor) - not too worried about killing people and venting. She moves fast and dashes from place to place, joining a group on the opposite side of the map from her last body. If anyone says, “I saw someone vent but I didn’t see who” it was probably her. She likes the “stand in a clump and watch the chaos ensue when one person drops” technique as well as the gambling “hope that the UI for the task everyone’s doing covers your killing and venting” strat. Sometimes she’s forced to vent to a dead end and gets caught, and sometimes the big brain detectives catch her, but she’s usually pretty smooth.

Rose (crewmate) - a big fan of hide and seek mode. She likes grouping up for tasks, protecting each other at the cost of efficiency. During discussions, she has a hard time believing anyone’s the impostor, and everyone’s like, Rose, we know there are exactly three of them, you can’t defend every individual person. Whenever she gets killed she is like *gasp* et tu, Brute? No matter who it was.

Rose (impostor) - runs around with her squad when... oops... looks like something got sabotaged! Uh oh, wonder who could’ve done that? She’s in a battle against that task bar more so than the players, and tries to stay away from killing. She emulates crewmate behavior perfectly so no one ever suspects her until really late. If she’s the only imp left and she has to kill, it’s like an Agatha Christie locked room mystery level of drama and betrayal within her squad. But we were all together the whole time... omfg no way... it was one of us.

Juleka (crewmate) - she secretly prefers when everyone tasks alone, but goes with the squad for Rose. She only talks in discussions if she’s 100% sure about something, and she often incomprehensibly mumbles vital evidence. ~10 minutes later when they catch the imp she’s like iItoldyouso and the crew’s like ??? If she gets killed and her tasks are done, she haunts that impostor relentlessly. Sometimes she even organizes ghost brigades in ghost chat and gets everyone to follow them.

Juleka (impostor) - definitely gets a kick out of the kill button. Whenever she takes someone down she’s like heeheehee. If she was peer pressured into a task team again, she’ll anxiously try to slip away unnoticed for a second to catch someone in the hallway outside, but if she’s alone, she’s on a hunt. Nobody is safe. When she defends herself on voice chat she also mumbles incomprehensibly and everyone’s like sure, fair enough.

Mylene (crewmate) - seasoned task group leader. She also sings little task songs like Adrien. She tries to organize people into chatting regular status updates so they can tell if someone goes missing. She reports every body she finds and actively participates in the discussion, but whenever she makes good points, she gets overlooked. Then, the crew’s like Mylene, why didn’t you say anything sooner? And she’s like agjdjdhh Either that or she gets voted off for always reporting and being too eager to discuss on top of it.

Mylene (impostor) - gets her partner(s) inside her team and tries to tag-team anyone passing by, only for all the impostors to have alibis when she reports. If the ratio is right, they can destroy their own group, and then immediately point the finger at whoever is left, which works about half the time. Mylene is a pretty convincing actress, but the high IQ tricks only work a couple times.

Ivan (crewmate) - he’ll take one for the team if he has to, especially in those sabotage cases where you’d have to be isolated and vulnerable. Otherwise he’ll protect his group. He has an “innocent until proven guilty” attitude when he runs into other people on the map, and skips during a lot of the votes.

Ivan (impostor) - we all know he can’t lie to save his life. He usually gets voted out really fast if he kills someone because he gets nervous and starts saying contradictory things when questioned. That being said, he’ll do what he can to keep his partner(s) in the clear. He never vents because the risk is too high for him, instead just running around and saying, “sorry” out loud when he catches a victim.

Nathaniel (crewmate) - he’s the opposite of Adrien in that he’ll do anything to avoid getting killed. He runs around tasking on his own, but he’s usually behind because he’s so focused on avoiding everyone, to Max’s frustration. He also never reports bodies. This causes him to be sus at all times, so he gets voted out a lot. Wild Nath sightings are rare and terrifying because he’s never in the clear and he’s just standing there, menacingly. Imp!Alix sees him as a fun combo of Where’s Waldo and Assassin.

Nathaniel (impostor) - the millisecond that cool down timer runs out, someone is getting killed. Hit and run. He’s good at entering a fairly crowded large space, striking, and staying in everyone’s blind spots while he runs away, especially when the lights are out. He likes venting to isolated areas and killing as many people per round as he can, laughing when someone finally reports and everyone unmutes to go WHAT!? at the number of deaths. He tends to operate separately from his partner(s) unless they have an actual plan.

Chloe (crewmate) - gathers every single person in medbay and makes sure they all watch her scan. Yeah okay, we get, you’re a crewmate. She feels personally offended whenever someone kills her, which is often, since people tend to jokingly target her. During discussions, she accuses anyone and everyone of being sus, even if she just walked past them or saw them tasking alone. She likes stalking people as a ghost and spilling tea in ghost chat.

Chloe (impostor) - reacts similarly to Marinette when she kills. She will throw her partner(s) under the bus if it’s more advantageous in the long run, and she’s great at shifting the blame to innocents. People vote her out a lot anyways, and she says she can’t believe that they even like this stupid little game. Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous. Unless she wins. Then it’s fun.

Sabrina (crewmate) - discussion detective supreme. She keeps track of every piece of evidence and testimony, every detail. She tails the sus at a distance, trying to catch them doing something. Sometimes it gets her targeted, but sometimes she catches them and calls emergency meetings to snitch. Somehow she manages to do this and finish her tasks at the same time.

Sabrina (impostor) - sabotages everything, and tries to get her partner(s) to do it too. Once she won because the crew just didn’t fix O2 in time. She avoids killing Chloe, but feels bad if she has to kill anyone else too. She typically just sticks to making other people seem suspicious, and likes the game mode where you can’t see if you voted correctly or not.

Lila (both) - she rarely joins these games. She isn’t even a member of the chat group they use. They occasionally invite her, and she usually lies about how busy she is, but she accepted a couple times to further her narrative. She pretends to be really bad at being an impostor to establish herself as someone incapable of trickery. Regardless of her role, whenever the body announcement pops up, she goes, “oh nooo, not [victim(s)]... nooo....” and Mari’s like stfu Lila.

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Kagami (crewmate) - hella efficient at tasks. Two discussions in and she’s done. She’s the interrogation specialist who stresses out the imps and crew alike with her barrage of questions. She likes moving either alone or in partners, three people maximum, unless Crewinette needs her, in which case she’ll stick to the plan no matter what.

Kagami (impostor) - you’re walking through the base / there’s no one around and comms are down / out of the corner of your eye you spot her / Kagami Tsurugi. She will have you cornered and you won’t be able to do anything about it. She always has a made up explanation for what she was doing, but sometimes it falls through solely because she’s always acting sus.

Luka (crewmate) - he likes crewmate a lot more than impostor. He’ll tag along with a task group until he’s done, and then he’ll go lurk in the corner and spy on people. He moves along the walls, and a few times this has led to him witnessing murders in the middle of the room while the imp only saw him after it was too late. Cue the mad dash for emergency meeting.

Luka (impostor) - works together with his partner(s) to perform some high level backstabbery. He rarely gets voted out unless he messes up because he builds bonds of trust with like half of the crew while he leads the rest into his partner(s)’ traps. He feels bad about killing sometimes, but he doesn’t mind sabotaging.

Zoe (crewmate) - she finds one or two other people she trusts and follows them around. She uses the logic of “well we could’ve both killed each other by now but we didn’t so they must be safe”. She immediately recounts everything that happened to her that round in discussions, even irrelevant details, just in case they might end up useful, and tends to bandwagon with voting.

Zoe (impostor) - tries to catch people in secluded corners or rooms with closable doors to kill them. She avoids taking risks, but sometimes she reports her own bodies and tries to act all surprised by the discovery. She’s a good actress, but she’s not the best bs artist, although the crew is used to her giving a ton of details right from the start, so they don’t suspect her unless there’s a hole in her story.

Marc (crewmate) - does tasks on his own but makes sure to stop near crowds when he can. Whenever he’s running around alone and sees someone else, he immediately turns around like ohmygodohmygod and anxiously dances around the other person who’s more than likely just another, equally anxious crewmate with places to be. He still gets killed a lot.

Marc (impostor) - he goes full anime villain mode. All according to keikaku. He’s one of those people who disproportionately rolls the impostor role and ends up with it like twice every five games. He plans out every move he’s gonna make, every complex lie and big brain play, and sometimes he gets that glorious evil win, but sometimes his plans are totally sabotaged by stupid things like Kim’s trolling.

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hintsofhoney · 3 years

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No Ifs, Ands, or Cuts

Paring(s): Dean Winchester x M!Reader

Summary: Dean constantly makes fun of Sam's long locks, but you have long hair, too. You ask Dean to cut it, figuring he might like the short-haired look better on you. You were wrong.

Tags: 18+, implied smut, fluff, puns

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: This was a request from an anon and in terms of M/M fics, I’ve only ever written one Destiel fic so please forgive me as it’s not entirely a world I’m familiar with (yet)! But I thought it turned out pretty cute, so I hope you enjoy! The request was, “Hi there! Idk if you accept Male reader requests but if you do I’d love to request a Dean Winchester x Male Reader piece. One where the reader has long hair (as I do haha) and he overhears Dean making fun of Sam’s hair so he asks Dean to cut his hair for him. Only for Dean to immediately deny his boyfriend’s request and show him just how pretty he thinks his hair is.”

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“Any luck?” Sam asked as you sat with him in the bunker’s library, looking for anything that would help with your current case.

“Nope,” you sighed, closing the giant book of lore that you’d been staring at for the past hour in frustration. “You?” Sam shook his head without looking up from his book, his long chestnut locks falling in front of his face before he ran a hand through his hair to push them out of the way.

“What are you two up to?” Dean asked as he came wandering into the library, three beers in hand. You smiled at your boyfriend when you saw him; you loved Sam but when it came to research, he wasn’t much company. Next to nothing could pull his nose out of a book when he was determined to find something.

“Research. Wanna help?” You asked, taking Dean’s beer offering from one of his hands.

“Hmm,” he thought, taking a sip of his bottle and sitting down next to you, “I think I’d rather watch.” You rolled your eyes and took a sip of your beer as Dean pushed the third bottle across the table towards Sam, who caught it with an irritated look on his face. “Who pissed on your pancakes?” Dean questioned, noting Sam’s annoyed sigh.

“You just did. Lost my place on the page,” Sam huffed, looking back down at the book in front of him, his hair falling into his face again.

“That ain’t my fault. Maybe if you’d cut your damn hair, you wouldn’t lose your place. How can you even see the damn page?” Dean teased, taking another sip of his drink.

“My hair’s fine. I lost my place because you threw a beer at me,” Sam muttered, as he traced the page with his index finger, trying to find the sentence that he had been in the middle of.

“Alright, whatever,” Dean hummed, looking over at you. You were a bit put off by what he had said about Sam’s hair – yours was long, too. It wasn’t unlike Dean to make fun of Sam for just about everything, but when it came to the hair, it made you wonder if Dean might like the short-haired look better on you. “Wanna leave him to it?” Dean whispered with a wink. Translation: I’m horny, let’s have sex. You sighed and looked in Sam’s direction, who simply brushed you off with a wave of his hand. Translation: Please, get him out of here. Whatever it takes. You chuckled and looked back to Dean, standing up and stretching, some of your joints cracking as you did so; you hadn’t realized how long you’d been sitting.

“Alright, c’mon,” you smiled, as you began making your way out of the library, Dean at your heels.

Dean wasted no time closing the door behind him as he followed you into the bedroom. He grabbed you by your bicep, spinning you around and pushing your back up against the cold brick wall. Dean began trailing kisses down your neck and collarbone, his fingertips dancing at the edge of your t-shirt. You tried to focus on him, on his soft lips sucking bruises into your neck, on his thumbs now grazing your v-line, but all you could think about was your fucking hair. How it did constantly get in your way, how Dean always teased Sam about his, how you just wanted to look your best for your man. “Wait,” you breathed. You hated yourself for making him stop but dammit, you needed an answer. You weren’t going to be able to enjoy a single thing if you didn’t get a damn answer. “Wait, Dean,” you sighed, pushing slightly against Dean’s chest.

“Are you okay?” Dean questioned, concern lining his voice as he took a step back. He looked at you, his brows furrowed in confusion.

“Yeah, yeah, just… Do you want to cut my hair?” You realized how stupid the question might have sounded to Dean when he probably wasn’t aware of the context. Stopping foreplay for this, good job Y/N. “You know what, never mind,” you said, attempting to resume the make-out session by closing the gap between you and your boyfriend.

“Nuh-uh, not so fast,” Dean chuckled, moving his head out of the reach of your lips. “Sit down,” Dean commanded gently, pointing to the bed. You sighed and took a seat on the edge of the mattress, Dean doing the same. “What’s this whole cutting hair business about?”

“Will you? Cut mine? I just hear all the comments you make to Sam and I figured that you might like mine better short, too,” you shrugged, looking to Dean for an answer. He gave you a sympathetic look and shook his head.

“I will absolutely not be cutting your hair. First of all, I am probably the worst barber on the planet and secondly… babe, I love your hair the way it is.”

You felt yourself breathe a sigh of relief. “You do? But all the stuff you say about Sam’s –”

“That’s just ‘cause he’s my brother and I like getting on his nerves. Don’t pay attention to any of that. Listen,” Dean said, pausing to allow you time to bring your eyes to meet his, “you are so damn handsome. Way out of my league,” he smiled, causing you to smile, too. “Plus,” he added, “if you didn’t have this hair I wouldn’t be able to do this.” Dean ran his fingers through your locks, stopping to grab them and gently pull your head to the side, exposing your neck to him. He attacked your neck with his lips again, and this time you were fully aware of the bulge forming in your pants as Dean leaned over you and guided you down to the bed, his hand still wrapped in your hair.

“That was… wow,” you chuckled breathily, running a hand through your locks as you laid on your back and stared up at the ceiling. Dean turned on his side to face you and pulled your hand out your hair, replacing it with his own. You looked at him to find that he was already staring at you, his green eyes sparkling with nothing but love for you. He continued to play with your hair as the two of you laid there, just looking at each other, his fingers continuously running through your long locks. “You sure you don’t want to cut it?” You joked, after a few minutes of feeling him run his fingers through your hair.

Dean faked offense before responding in a serious tone. “Don’t joke about it. Don’t even think about it. I love it, and I love you, and don’t you ever forget it.”

“And what if I do forget?”

“Well, then I guess I’ll just have to remind you again, won’t I?” Dean said with a wink. You rolled your eyes and chuckled as Dean scooted closer to you and placed his head on your chest. You smiled at his proximity; the warmth of his face on your skin and his stubble scratching your pecs. Usually it was you in this position, lying on Dean, listening to his heartbeat, so you tried to take in these moments when they happened. You began running your hand through his hair just as he had been doing to you and he let out a content sigh.

“Hey… have you ever thought about growing your hair out?” You teased as you continued to intertwine your fingers in his short locks. Dean let out a chuckle.

“Gel no.”

“Did you just – was that a hair pun?”

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purplerose244 · 3 years

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My thoughts on Seabound!!! 🌊🌊🌊 (4/4)

Here we are! What a journey, and while perhaps this season wasn't at MoM level it was REALLY good, with great new villains/allies, great little throwbacks and an awesome story! 🤩

How to get this was very good to great? Give me a very good ending Seabound!! 💕💕

Alright, here we go!

GENERAL THOUGHTS

I genuinely got too much into this remaining four episodes and forgot to put any general thoughts 😅 So you'll see me rambling at the end, see you there 😉

THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

This title really summarize my feelings so far, like, I'm seriously wondering how it will move on from now, but I do expect the outcome to be CRAZY 🤯

Aaahhhh, yep, the one in Shintaro is a fake 😅 I wonder when did the change happen? How did Kalmaar pulled that off, wow

I'M SORRY WHY ARE WE PUTTING THE TITLE SCREEN WITHOUT THE INTRO?? THAT'S A FIRST EPISODE STUFF AND IT HONESTLY SCARES ME??? It reminds me of Winds of Change too and that episode was WOW 😭😭😭

Heeeeyyy, it's youuuu... huh... *watch scribble on hand* google snake guy, huh... Glucose... yep, good old Glutine and everything 😅

Are we having a "I may have made a mistake being evil" with this guy?

Jay: ah, Prime Empire! I was in that game you know! I fought for my life and the ones of all of Ninjago and I've seen my best friends and the love of my life die before my eyes... good times 🙂

Jay and Nya having fun at DDR has to be one of my favorite thing, they are so in sync and so lovable ❤💙❤💙

DID THEY ACTUALLY PUT THE JAYA SHIP NAME INTO THE SHOW??? OMG GUYS THE FANDOM IS TAKING OVER THE SHOW AT LAST!!! 🤯🤯🤯 The electric Jaya, heeeyy, niiicee 😎😎😎

HOW CUTE CAN YOU BE

MY SHIP 💙❤💙❤ They even gave each other high gives... this is neat, and it means something awful will happen right 🙂

Commissioner: he's saying something about a giant snake... and the end of the world... didn't we already have something like that?

Okay yep, he did the trick while fighting Nya, dang Kalmaar is sneaky! Not too shabby... but I gotta say, the summoning of the Great Devourer was a lot more dramatic 🤣🤣 Props to the serpentine, still my favorite snakes 💪💪

Wojira seems to be a little smaller than the Devourer maybe? His head way bigger than the bounty, while hers is not that massive even in comparison with Kalmaar

I might be wrong but at first glance, I stand by my opinion and by the superiority of the OG giant snake 🤷‍♀️

Yep Glutine guy did have a change of heart, better late than never 🤷‍♀️

You're telling me that Jay doesn't do engineering anymore, okay... HOW IS KAI A BETTER SOLUTION??? 🤣🤣🤣 Lol look at the messy brothers, love Lloyd and Kai so much I miss them interact 💚❤💚❤

Thank you Kelly for the alert 😗

It makes me wonder if they actually do have simulations of evacuations often, it would be pretty smart considering the city 🤷‍♀️

OKINO IS THERE HI DUDE!!! 😍 I hope he's doing great! 🥰🥰

Gail Gossip! Been a while!

WOW, this is going Deluge like, my first Spinjitzu Master! 😱 How... how do we go with three episodes from here? Like, I'm guessing Nya will have to do what Nyad did before her (which TERRIFIES me), so are they going to struggle trying to find another way? IDK BUT I'M IN LET'S GO!! 🤯

ASSAULT ON NINJAGO CITY

Alright, pretty straightforward title, let's see what we got here!

Tourists?... that actually makes sense, I mean, I would want to visit all the places where history was made on this island 😍 Aww nice to see they remember the battle against Garmy of Hunted, also that it is known that Jay was the one who faced Unagami 👍👍

DARETH!!! 🤎🤎🤎

Where have you been you knucklehead, I've missed you! 💕 I think I've last seen him in a commercial from the Fire Chapter?

This is a terrible guide 😵 Not knowing the brown ninja? Owner of the dojo the Green Ninja had trained in? Brief commander of the Stone Army? Master of makeup and puffy potstickers? Unforgivable, someone fire this woman ASAP 😡😡

LOOK AT DARETH TAKING CHARGE!!! 🤩 He's right, he should get involved every once in a while, come on guys!

Ah okay good, I'm not the only one struggling with that google snake name 😂

Yay Bentho is fully integrated with the team! He is a great addiction, like, I know he'll probably take the throne at the end or something but I do hope we'll need his help again in the future! 💙

Sometimes I forget how much I love Kai and Zane interacting 🤣 The brainiac and the airhead 🤍❤🤍❤

Oh right, Cole came back from Shintaro! So... now in this extremely secret city there is a fake amulet hanging into a highly secured place... how is it always Shintaro the keeper of flukes? 😂😂

A bath as a boat but it has a whole 😂😂 I love this show's randomness

What ears are they supposed to cover 😅

I LOVE THIS ATMOSPHERE!!! 😍😍😍 Between the gray sky of storm and the sea underneath, this is the perfect scenario for Wojira and it's not even forced! I love how they are handling backgrounds for Ninjago recently, I really hope it gets as good as in the finale of Prime Empire 💙💙💙

AAAAAAHHHHHhhhhh okay for a moment I was scared Wojira was going to eat Jay 😅 After The Island this is already the second time Bluebell risks it... STOP

WHY THE CLIFFHANGER!?!?

NUUUUU WHAT NOW??? 😱😱😱 We have two more episodes, how is this going to end? I DON'T KNOW AND I REALLY WANT TO PLEASE GIVE ME A GOOD FINALE SEABOUND!!! 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

NYAD

I AM SCARED FOR MY WATER LILY OKAY

Daaaang she can just float on that? She got super good at controlling water! Now I want her and Kai just randomly flying around with their powers 😂😂 Kai got missiles in his hands come on 🔥🔥🔥

JAY CAN YOU LET ME WORRY ABOUT YOU GUYS ONE AT THE TIME??? 😱

What would Kai do? WHAT WOULD KAI DO?? DID YOU DECIDE YOU WANT TO DIE JAY WHY WOULD YOU THINK OF HIM??? ... although technically Kai is the only one with Jay who didn't straight up die before coming back to life in a dramatic moment... huh... Kai might be the most reasonable choice after all 😅

We grew up from Ninja never quit to NINJA AREN'T IDIOTS AND KNOW WHEN TO GET THE HECK OUT 😎😎 Even our motto got a character development 💪

JAY NOOOOOOOO 😱😱😱😱

BENTHO YAAAAAAASSSS 🥳🥳🥳🥳 Did I ever say that I love shark boy? BECAUSE I FREAKING DO!! 💙

Master prankster Wu once again, take that empty ship Calamari head 😎 Although the poor bounty doesn't deserve to get destroyed as many times as it did until now, it's my favorite ship... pun intended 😜

Ah more ninjajan, wait a moment

"Auto Pilot". Fair enough, although I was hoping for a "psych" or something 😂😂

NO WAIT NO WHAT THE HECK!!! I THOUGHT JAY GOT SAVED HE INHALED WATER??!? BLUEBELL NOOOO!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

But Cole running to his best friend immediately? HECK yes 🖤💙🖤💙

NYA CARRYING HER BOYFRIEND BRIDAL STYLE THIS IS THE RIGHTEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN!!! ❤💙❤💙❤💙❤💙 Gosh this season gave me amazing Jaya moments, I've been fed 👌👌

Okay Lloyd pacing back and forth? Kai already mad at their enemies? All the guys eager to help Jay? MY FAVORITE NINJA FAMILY BABY!!! 😎😎

I NEED A MOMENT 😭

Oh... oh gosh I knew Nya doing the Nyad thing was meant to happen, but this way? My heart is melting already 😭

I remember a post that said that Jay told Nya that he loves her many times, while she never did. Tommy reponded that she lets her actions speak... boy do I see it now, I see all of her love 😢😢

I never felt such conflicting emotions for a villain like I do for Kalmaar, like, he caused so much pain to Nya... but he is voiced by Giles... but he is the reason Jay is hurt... but that startle gag 😂😂😂

Okay this? Is adorable?

What the HECK? The police in this city is generally not very helpful, but the Commissioner is very wholesome 💜

Nyaaaaaaa 😭😭😭😭 I didn't think it was possible to love her even more, she was ignored for so long during the show, but now we finally see all of her. She is an amazing warrior, a selfless person, and a real hero 💪💪 And coming from such a mature girl that doesn't like to act irrationally, this means so much more

Jaya grew up so much, it went through some very questionable phases yes, but what they have here? It's the result of all they had lived together 💙❤💙❤

I have chills, this is amazing so far, I'm legit scared of going further 😱

SHE SAID IT!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 Okay this moment, everything, EVERYTHING, is absolutely marvelous. Nya said I love you without a voice, alone, showing again that she values the actions more, but still her feelings are 100% truthful. Then the transformation (THERE IT IS HER BEAUTIFUL WATER FORM 😍😍😍), Jay getting saved, the realization of what she just did from everyone... DANG IT IT'S ALL BEAUTIFUL HOW LONG DID IT TAKE TO THINK OF THIS SCENE???

*slow clap for Bragi, Tommy, and the Ninjago crew*

Jay and water Nya with their hands together gives me big The Form of Water vibes... LOVE THAT MOVIE WHO'S READY FOR AN AU??

Jay wants to help her, I had no doubt 💙 They always help each other in these BOUNDs seasons 😍😍😍

Kalmaar: where are the ninja??

Commissioner: I don't know, they are ninja!

FINAL BATTLE INCOMING AAAAHHH I HOPE THIS WILL HAVE A GOOD ENDING OMG BRING IT!!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

THE TURN OF THE TIDE

Oh, curious title? It feels a little vague, I don't really know what it could be

YES GIRL GO GET HIS CALAMARI BUTT HECK YES!!! Just how cool can you be for walking slowly while the attacks go straight through you? 😂

Hey Nya still recognizes Jay! 😃😃

HEY NYA GOT VAPORIZED WTH 😱😱 It's too early, I don't believe that's it!

WHOA JAY WENT BERSERK JUST NOW!! I don't think I've seen this before, this is the coolest thing! 💙💙💙 I just love when he shows how strong he is, you can be a comic relief AND kick butts 😎

FIGHTING ANIMATIONS MAN I LOVE THESE SCENES!! 😍😍😍

What the- was... was that a cameo of the lightning chicken? Ninjago what the HECK I love your randomness 😂😂

BENTHOMAAR TAGS IN!!! Showing off why he is best boy of the season 💙 These fightings are very cool but I can't help imagining Wojira just chilling while there are midgets getting very angry at each other onto her head 🤣🤣🤣

WHOA, CALAMARI BITE! Kalmaar got the Pythor treatment... might change color by next season if he returns 😅

(Please return I loved having Giles' voice in this season 💙💙💙)

NYA IS A DRAGON!!! I REPEAT NYA IS A DRAGON!!! 😍😍😍😍😍😍 I was wondering where the dragon moment was, this is Ninjago after all 🤷‍♀️

Head empty, just Jay smiling softy at Nya because he loves her 💙💙💙

IT'S RAINING NYA, HALLELUIA IT'S RAINING NYA, HEYE!! ☔☔☔ This fight is MASSIVE! We had finales with big creatures before but now one of the ninja is big enough to face them and that's 🤯

NYA DID IT!!! 🤩🤩🤩 ... now onto the angst that I KNOW it's coming

Kai being unbelieving is tragic, and Jay's "don't leave me" broke my heart. Please end this misery, where is the deus ex machina that solves everything?

Wait she left?

...

WAIT SHE ACTUALLY LEFT??? WHAT THE HECK THEY AREN'T ENDING IT LIKE THIS

...

OH MY GOSH

ARE THEY?!?

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

Omg the grief in this is beautiful, nice to see Jay and Maya so close to each other! Also Kai leaning onto his mom while Cole is comforting his best best friend? Amazing, they really do these scenes great 👌

EVERYONE SHOWED UP I LOVE THIS CITY SO MUCH 😭😭😭 Aww Ed and Edna, wasn't this such a sad situation I would be so much happier to see you guys 🥺

Master Wu even mentioned that she built Samurai X, you really want to make me cry now do you? 🥺🥺

MAYA AND RAY 😢😢😢😢😢😢

Omg look at Cole being there for his best friend, he is amazing 🖤💙🖤💙

I have such Rebooted vibes from this... is it hopeful? That Nya comes back like Zane? She's no nindroid but still... oh my gosh they got her symbol on the vase I just noticed, I need more tissues 😭😭

"In loving memory of Kirby Morrow". Always in our hearts 🖤🖤🖤

...

Wow

WOW

THEY ACTUALLY DID IT I NEED ANOTHER MOMENT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 WHAT IN THE WORLD THIS IS THE BIGGEST CHANGE THEY DID IN A WHILE!!!

AND NOW WHAT??? 🤯🤯🤯

FINAL THOUGHTS

I'm speechless... like that's true, have A LOT to write over here 😅

This type of plot twist reminds me of our early seasons. Zane sacrificing himself, Garmadon giving up his life, those moments that made me so curious and excited about the following. I have no idea what will be the outcome for this, but I can't wait to find out

With that out of the way, AMAZING SEASON 😍😍😍 I think this finale beats MoM's, just because it was really unexpected and opens up a SEA of possibilities... yeah too soon 😭

I'm still shaken, my world, they did something HUGE and I do hope it will be a good shake to the entire Ninjago plotline. Nya is "gone", we still don't know about the person behind all that vengestone, we haven't heard from Garmy in forever, there are so many good ideas out there now that they've set the ground for more 🤩🤩

Voice acting was *chef's kiss*, not only for the villain which I already stressed enough about, I think Kelly reached a new level of emotional intimacy with Nya and I'm so happy she showed her skills 💜💜

Animation is TOP, there's little to no point into saying anything else since they showed it very clearly in the latest season ☺

This was the emotional, witty and engaging writing I was looking for! Good jokes, meaningful dialogues, emotional scenes, everything was really good and I'm gonna rewatch some scenes especially for that 😍

It turned out having Maya and Ray back was kind of a distraction to fool us all 😅😅 Well played actually, and it was very cool seeing them again in any case 🙋‍♀️

And now? Jay lost his love, I have no idea if the show will work on him getting over her or hold onto her memory (thinking of Jay probably the latter, although I do think that handling the first would be an interesting idea). KAI LOST HIS SISTER 😢😢😢 I have no doubt he's gonna beat himself up for it, like he did when Zane was gone too. Everyone lost their friend, she had become such a vital part of the team and now she is not here anymore it will be hard...

They are back with the four plus one green savior formation, I sincerely don't know how I feel about that 😅 I'm always happy when we get the OGs, but this is about going on without Nya... maybe Skylor will be called? Or Pixal will be more active? That could be interesting to see, who knows 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Gosh, how are they going to handle the next season? It will have to give A LOT of answers to the millions questions we all have right now. Man I can't wait, it could be anything!!! This is a Ninjago revolution!

But if I have to mention a little complain, and I'm a fangirl so I absolutely have to, Kai didn't show much of a reaction to Nya's "departure". Okay, she didn't straight up die like in Skybound (I'm gonna fear all BOUND seasons from now on 😱), but he's her brother and he loves deeply his family. Either we're gonna see him go all out next season, or the writers really did only focus on Jaya. A tiny bit salty... but you got me a fantastic finale so I'll move on 👍

Outstanding, I'm blown away. Whenever I think I'm used to this show they do stuff like this. I'm so glad and sad you guys 😅 But mostly happy that despite everything I still get very strong emotions while I watch this long time favorite show of mine 💜💜💜

What else can I say at this point? ONTO NEXT SEASON!!! 🤩🤩🤩

Thank you for reading me freaking out over LEGO spinning ninja as always! It helps me calm down but this time it might be harder thant the others... *sobs*

I need to lay down and process all of this, I'll be on my way 😂😂 BYE!!! 💜

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daydream-believin · 3 years

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Flowers Have Feelings

summary: it's valentines and you're making some gifts for your good pal douxie,,, also confessing

warnings: swearing probably, no proofread cause tired

word count: 2659

a/n: i've been struggling with writers block. i guess. i've returned to this only to write like, a paragraph so many times. which is bad cause like cheese designed the bouqeut and this should have been done ages ago. idk idk bon appetit

tags: @yagirlcheesely, is for you

image below: sketch of the bouquet

You jumped out of bed and slammed your alarm. Today was the day. You had to get everything ready today. Tonight would be the presentation. The night you finally do it. The night you confessed to your closest friend and crush, Douxie. Also happened to be Valentine’s day.

Your friends may have told you: “Just be patient. Drop hints. If he likes you, he’ll let you know.” But you weren’t about that passive love life. You liked to grab that strawberry cow by the horns. Subtly was boring and took far too long. You were in love with your friend and you were gonna let him know frankly if it killed you. It probably would, to be honest.

As confident as this makes you sound, you were aware of the possibility of him not liking you back, and that was okay. Sure, your heart would be shattered and you might not be very peachy for, say, a month or six, but you accepted that. At first, you had resigned yourself to just adoring him secretly. But you quickly grew impatient with that. What were you afraid of, really? Him letting you down gently, and ushering you two into an era of awkwardness? Okay so maybe that was worth considering. But not really. You wouldn’t let it come to that. Even if he did turn you down, you weren’t about to let that fact taint your friendship like that. You two were very close, and Douxie wasn’t the kind of guy to suddenly treat you differently after such a thing. Just a few weeks of awkwardness at most before all was forgotten (on his end at least). Only a problem for you. But, boy, it would be really, really nice, and not awkward, if he reciprocated.

You and Douxie were thick as thieves. There wasn’t a thing you hadn’t told each other. Not a secret between a pair of buddies as close as you. Oh, one thing, you know. The fact that you had caught feelings, that was definitely something you had kept secret from him. As eager as you were to do so, you couldn’t just drop a bombshell like that at any old time. That’s why you chose today of all days to confess; a little extra luck from St. Valentine. A little magic to give you a boost, placebo or not. This was going to happen. This was going to work.

You strapped on your helmet, safety first, before heading out on your bike. You cleared your schedule for the day cause you weren’t really sure if everything would work out or not. You could have everything done and ended wrapped up neatly in a few hours, or you could have a complete disaster on your hands, which could take up all your time. Time you would happily give, since you were determined for everything to be perfect. It was also nice to know you didn’t have to come in to work later,, lest you spend the whole night, crying your eyes out. You shuddered at the possibility. You were gonna stop thinking about that now. Yeah, only confidence now.

You may be a teensy bit sleep deprived. Only a teensy bit. You chugged a monster this morning, you’ll be fine. It wasn’t your fault you were up all night researching flower language. There were so many flowers, and those flowers had so many feelings. Eventually though, you managed to settle on a bouquet of roses, daisies, and dandelions. Fern leaves for greenery too. Greenery was important for flower arrangements. It tied the whole thing together. While it wouldn’t be the most on theme color scheme, the yellows, whites, reds, and greens, would mix together prettily. You definitely didn’t have to go as far as this, and you were banking on the fact that Douxie even knew flower language, but it was sweet, it was romantic. And you were going to be romantic about this, dammit.

Daisies, for friendship. It was really important that you communicate just how much you valued Douxie’s friendship and how nothing would change between you two if he were to not return your feelings. Red, red roses, classic romance. There was a reason the blooms were so strongly associated with the valentines holiday itself; no one sees a red rose and thinks of anything other than love and romance. A clear message to your beloved. And well, the dandelions? Cheery, beautiful, resilient, common weeds, never to be approved of, finding the strength to bloom despite assholes like Merlin’s best efforts. Dandelions were Douxie’s favorite flower.

Too bad the florist didn’t even consider them to be anything but said common weed. You had included them in your order when you called it in and you could hear the florist laugh, but muffled as if he put his hand over the receiver, before returning to the phone to inform you that you would have to add them yourself. Pretty rude, if you say so. No matter, hand-picked dandelions would be romantic, anyways. Even if no one else knew about it but you.

You placed the bouquet neatly into the basket of your bike. You’d pick the dandelions to complete it later, right before the big confession, in order to keep them fresh. But as of now, the bouquet peaked out of your basket, the floral fragrance wafting up to your face as you made your way to the next store.

Last week, you had seen such an adorable little box of chocolates. It had chocolates shaped like little skulls, flowers, and ghost cats, and the box had a silly pun about death. Goth chocolate, def. It would have been perfect for the edgy wizard in your life, but alas, it was way too fucking expensive. Like obscenely expensive. But no matter, you’d just steal the idea. How hard could making chocolate be anyway?

You left the grocery store with your haul safe in your skull-patterned reusable shopping bag. Wizard-chic and eco-friendly, it was your favorite bag. The contents of the much-loved bag? Melting chocolates, a jar of marmalade, a jar of raspberry jam, a jar of strawberry jam, and a new roll of wax paper, since you were out. Now you weren’t as ambitious as to make your own jam here. This was a failsafe. There are only so many ways to ruin chocolates if you did not make the chocolate nor the filling yourself. Now just a quick run in the stationary shop on your way home for a cute box, and you were all ready to start your chocolatier career.

* * *

Douxie was getting antsy. Not many patrons had paid a visit to his bookstore this afternoon. Which was strange for valentine’s. and it left him with nothing but his thoughts to entertain his anxious mind. Doux had a lot to worry about. His band had a gig in a new town, so he wasn’t sure how they would be received. He was waiting on a shipment of books that was supposed to show up days ago. It may have gotten lost. That Lake kid was getting himself into more and more trouble these days and it was starting to become hard to help out without overstepping his vaguely imposed bounds. But most of all, at the very moment, he was worried about you.

You had asked him to meet up for dinner tonight. Okay, pretty normal for a Sunday night. Not that the weekend meant anything to either of you, but you normally set aside Sunday for dinner hangout. So nothing to abnormal. But then. Then, you said, something… Douxie actually can’t recall what you said, per se, just that it was along the lines of “we need to talk.” And that your tone sounded nervous. He did not like that one bit, nope nope. He had spent a great part of the day just revisiting every interaction the two of you had had in the last month or so, desperate to figure out if he did something wrong. But he was coming up blank, for all his efforts. Across the room, the clock ticked on. It would be closing time soon enough, and then he’d no longer have to wonder just what he did wrong, as you would be there to tell him directly. Fuzzbuckets, he couldn’t wait.

* * *

You wiped the goopy chocolate off of your cheek with the back of your hand. So far this wasn’t a total disaster. You had at least seven chocolate skulls filled and drying in the molds. The white chocolate seemed to have melted smoother than the regular chocolate? The regular chocolate ones looked kind of lumpy. You hoped they came out of the molds okay. Not to mention the ones you already messed up. A little mountain of chocolate pieces and jam had started rising from your table top corner.

It had been lots of fun at the start. melting the chocolates with a double boil, planning out which molds would be which flavors. But actually filling those molds? A messy, messy ordeal. You had chocolate and jam all over your kitchen, up to your exposed elbows, and even a little in your hair. But that was okay. You’d clean the kitchen later. With the molds in the freezer to set, your priority now was cleaning yourself up rather than the kitchen.

And you cleaned up nice, if you did say so yourself. You got the chocolate out of your hair, and had on a fresh outfit, taking a little time to put effort into your style. You looked snazzy, but not too fancy. You needed to stay casual. Something that you hoped would make Douxie be like ‘wow they look pretty okay’ but not freak him out with formality. Yeah. This was good.

Your watch beeped. Okay, you needed to get out of here, no more dilly dallying. You pulled the candies you made out of the freezer. Moment of truth. Thank the stars, all of the chocolates came out of the molds smoothly without breaking. You arranged them in the cute circular box you set up earlier and folded the tissue paper over them. They all fit in perfectly. The cheesy valentine card, the most important part, didn’t quite fit on top of the candies, you’d have to put it with the bouquet. You slid the lid onto the box and fastened a bow around it with a blue ribbon. Maybe this was a bit overkill, but Douxie knew how to appreciate the dramatic. He’d love it, you were sure.

Last but not least, you headed to the greenspace across the street from your apartment for the final ingredient in your Douxie wooing, dandelions. You were lucky that the empty lot had recently bloomed an entire garden’s worth of the yellow things. The chilly breeze mussed up your newly-fixed hair as you danced about gathering the tiny flowers, adding to the bouquet until you felt like it was enough. Which took longer than you had hoped. You definitely could have kept adding in more dandelions but your watch beeped once again and you had no choice but to make peace with the level of yellow and book it to the bookstore where you and Douxie were supposed to meet before heading out for the night.

* * *

Hearing the ding of the door chime, Douxie turned around to kindly inform the customer who came in that he wasn’t open, but the words caught in his throat when he was met with your smile. There you were, standing in the shop with a box in one hand and flowers in the other. You looked cute. Really cute. But Douxie chased that thought away. He fumbled with the book he had been re-shelving. It fell out of his hand unceremoniously, landing with a thud.

“Hey,” Doux managed to get out. “What’s all-”

“These are for you!” you shoved the presents into his now empty hands. That courage you had earlier? Gone. Your resolve? Dissolving as we speak. You had to get this over with before you chickened out. He was just so good, okay. And why did you think this was a good idea. Douxie looked down at the gifts in his hands confused, before blushing. If he could have reached a hand behind his head and rubbed the back of his neck he would have.

“I didn’t know we were doing Valentine’s, uh. I feel bad I didn’t get you anything.”

“Oh! Don’t be. I just,, felt like doing something nice for you and uh, special,” Douxie tilted his head. You took the box, freeing up his hand. “These are chocolates I made, like, like you’re supposed to do.” You waltzed over to the counter to place them out of the way. “The bouquet is the real star here, uh, I picked them out very carefully.” You tucked your arms behind your back. “I, uh- I brushed up on flower language, and I hope I got it right.”

Now Douxie may have been a Victorian once upon a time but he had barely any surviving memory of the frilly flower language people socialized through in those days. But thankfully, the blooms in the bouquet in front of him were straight forward enough that he did in fact get the message without taking too much gear turning in that noggin of his. Although, the friendly daisies with the red roses were kind of sending him some mixed signals. He knew what he wanted them to mean, but he could just be misinterpreting. You seemed to notice his hesitation.

“Um, there’s a card too. In the flowers somewhere. That. Probably explains what I’m trying to say a little clearer.” You carded your fingers through your hair. You had anticipated not being able to really speak with your voice, as you barely could now, so you’d written it all out on the card as backup. But damn, that card had everything on it. You maybe got a little carried away. There wasn’t going to be any going back from this.

Douxie dug out the card from amidst the blooms. It was handmade, with a cheesy little drawing on the front complete with a pun. And then he opened it. It was almost solid black with ink. Yeah, you had written that much in there. Both sides. And a little on the back. Wow. Doux tried his best to keep up a poker face while reading it but failed quickly as the first few lines alone left him flushed. It was true, everything was on it. From how much you adored Douxie as a person, to how much you valued his friendship, to how pretty you thought he was, to how you longed for something more, with him? Douxie felt like his hands were getting the card all sweaty.

It was nerve wracking watching him read that card. It seemed like he was finished, since his eyes stopped raking through it, but now he was staring intensely at the words written on the pages, in a trance. He broke focus, looking to the bouquet, back to the card, and then finally settled on you.

“Wow.”

“… is that a good wow?”

Douxie caught you by surprise. He pulled into a hug. “Yeah, a good wow.”

You and Douxie’s first non-platonic hug? Yes please. You didn’t even mind the flowers pressing into your back. Okay so a few rose thorns were poking you but that was fine. Douxie smelled like something you couldn’t name, but it was spicy, and cozy. He let you go sooner than you were ready to, but he grinned at you as he left to rummage through his things in the back for a vase. He turned to you as he proudly displayed them on the store’s counter, right where he could look at them all workday,

“So, where are we going tonight? For our first date?” Doux chuckled, “and, technically, our first Valentine’s day too.”

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our-flag-means-death-ao3feed · 2 years

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cruel professor, studying romances

by pleasesupplymewithyourwahoos

“He comes in, blatantly disregarding my usual ‘back off or lose a finger’ stance, and asks me if the Captain… is single.”

Frenchie spit out a mouthful of water as they all gaped at Jim. “He what?”

“That’s what I thought!” Jim replied, “Cause 1) He’s too old for Twiggy Micheal, 2) He’s way out of Twiggy Micheal’s league-”

“And he’s married!” Frenchie sputtered, “Did he forget that the Captain is married?”

“I’m getting there, I’m getting there!” Jim continued, “So I say; ‘Why’re you asking, kid?’, cause I’m curious. And he says ‘Well, I’ve just noticed some stuff lately, and I think that the Captain might have a crush on Professor Bonnet from the English department’.”

Pete gasped, “No.”

“Yes.” Jim nodded, eyes glinting with mirth, “See, the underclassmen think that the Captain might have a little crush on his best friend Stede Bonnet, because of all the time he spends hanging around the literature lectures and giving Bonnet the gushiest goo-goo eyes known to humankind.”

“The Captain.” Wee John said.

“A crush.” Swede repeated.

“On Professor Bonnet?” Oluwande deadpanned, “You mean to tell me they don’t know?”

Words: 4419, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Lucius Spriggs, Jim Jimenez, Oluwande Boodhari, Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Mary Allamby Bonnet, Alma Bonnet, Mother Teach (Our Flag Means Death), Mary Read, Anne Bonny, Crew of the Revenge (Our Flag Means Death), listen if they're in the show they are here i'm too lazy to list them all, Original Characters, aka students who exist for plot progression purposes because i'm fun like that

Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach & Mary Allamby Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach & Alma Bonnet, Stede Bonnet & Crew of the Revenge (Our Flag Means Death), Blackbeard | Edward Teach & Mother Teach (Our Flag Means Death), Oluwande Boodhari/Jim Jimenez, Black Pete/Lucius Spriggs, Anne Bonny/Mary Read

Additional Tags: listen, I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY FOR MYSELF, other than the fact that i have to write this au for every thing i enjoy, and i had a Good Time, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, this does not follow the canon timeline in anyway shape or form, don't question it we're here for a good time not an accurate one, this is just my excuse to write a vignette fic ft the revenge group chat, also me furthering my good dad ed teach agenda, idk what to tag this uhhh, Domestic Fluff, Team as Family, Crack Treated Seriously, anyways yeah i have nothing to say about this have fun ig, title from campus by vampire weekend, because what do i have if not puns and a dream, also ed is trans it's not important except it is to Me, me when brown queer disabled men in the comfort piece of media, the working title of this fic was and i quote, hashtag blackbeard husband and father of the year, make of this what you will

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/38589579

#Our flag means death #ofmd

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Dear Archer,

I told you so, and it happened! I was gently rejected. 💔 Guess that’s karma for dissing PeteKao -> goodbye brownie points. 🥲 But because I’m a very open minded person (that loves to be proven wrong) -> I promise I will watch the whole franchise again at some point. Maybe then I will like them better; but for now, I think it was the constant (imho unnecessary) misunderstandings that put me off a little bit. (Truth be told, I only watched DBK 🤭 -> perhaps if I had watched Kiss: The Series and Kiss Me Again beforehand I would have enjoyed PeteKao more.) I hope you can still appreciate my input to your inbox; I’m trying really hard here. 😥

Anyhow, to end the confusion once and for all: I am and will remain (for now at least…) the only Win-stan in your inbox. And yes, I prefer to keep that side of me anonymous. 🙃 As for why: apart from the fact that he looks beautiful on the one hand (“handsome” just doesn’t cover it) and like the human version of a frolicking puppy on the other… He has a beautiful soft spoken voice: every time I hear it smth within me just feels calm. 😌 Plus, he is just so funny. Cracks me up every time. Also, I am a very simp-le 🧷 soul: if someone speaks English, they get a brownie point from me.

As for Degrassi, I am not as ancient as I sound (just past the 25-age border). But if I may give some elderly advice: I think you might appreciate Adam’s story (season 10-13). 😉

Finally: lmao, look at us (not into angst or violence bc it triggers stuff) BOTH enjoying Not Me (thriller, lots of violence, constantly looming threat of being exposed)!!! 🤣🤣🤣 I just think it’s been a wild ride so far. And it proves once aGun 🧷 why OffGun is soo well-matched. Tbh, this definitely not my genre, so I can’t say a lot about the execution. (Btw, as far as film in general is concerned, I’m great at analysing screenwriting and to some extent metaphors and scenery -> but as for characters/ actual acting skills, I’m not your gal. 🙈) But as far as my personal opinion went, I liked it a lot. Somehow, it was a lot easier to get into than F4: Thailand. About that, I do actually agree with Thel. It brought up a lot of unwanted memories for me too. And judging from the tag, I think this opinion is shared by a number of people. I can also say as much as that I’m not the only Gorya-Ren shipper on the block. (Typical me: shipping the wrong couple! 🤥)

@reliable anon -> ImMo 🧷 be honest and admit that my spirits were a little Louiser 🧷 (sorry idk how to turn this into a pun 🤦‍♀️) after your reply. But I while hold up my Wai-t 🧷 flag 🏳 and accept your hand in friendship. 🤝 Cheers to Chang-e 🧷! 🥂 This might sound a bit Korn-y 🧷, but Safe 🧷 to say, I mean every word of it. I am just Ink-credibly 🧷 grateful to our “Archer-tect” 🧷 for crea-Tong 🧷 this op-Pa-tunity 🧷 to communicate with each other. It’s great to Pat-take 🧷, although at this point I can’t com-Pran-hent 🧷 what I’m talking about. 😂 Maybe I should just “Chai-Chai-Slide” 🧷 out of this conversation. 😆

That was it for now. Just chant with me: Ohm Pawat deserves the world! And: Archer deserves even more! 💗💜💙🏳️‍⚧️💙💜💗

Lots of cuddles coming your way! 🫂🫂🫂

~ operanon 🎼

P.S. A fun fact about me to cheer you up: I experienced my first wlw awakening (I think I had 5 in total 😅) after listening to t.A.T.u.’s “All the Things She Said”. (I saw the music video on television during a music program that was probably meant for teens -> I must have been 6 or 7 at the time and I was just 😮 and then 🥰.)

P.P.S. Every day it gets harder to keep up my “anon” identity and not mix up things with my actual non-anon identity. 😳 You’re hot on my tail! ☺️

hello, dear operanon!!

i wouldn't say you were rejected - just gently nudge your secret admiring in the direction of platonic, and you'll be good! i see you haven't gone through my list of drama recs (/lh), but i do actually recommend watching just the petekao cut before rewatching dbk (no need to watch the entirety of kiss me and kiss me again gjkgjdfkgj).

i respect your wish for anonymity in all things - whether win-related or not - which is why (in relation to your p.p.s) i shall not be putting my detective hat on for this one. no gears are turning in my head, no tails are being set on fire - you shall have your anonymity until you decide to reveal your identity all on your own.

also, i know i seem like a wee baby, but i have known i am trans since i was 15, so i have actually gone through much of the trans rep content. i have also been there when this masterpiece of a meme was made (if any trans mascs are reading this - enjoy):

and actually, i am so sorry for the confusion, but i do not mind violence at all, especially when it's in a stick-it-to-the-man context like with not me or manner of death. it's angst that i hate. half the reason why i chose the name archer is actually because i've been shooting out people's kneecaps with a bow and some arrows in video games since i was 11, so if anything violence is kind of my thing (in fictional settings, of course).

and as for your p.s., i think most queer russians have a pretty complex relationship with that song, but i am glad it made for such a positive experience for you!!

#archer responds #operanon

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