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hxhhasmysoul · 7 months

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It's funny, I knew u loved and knew about HxH already, and then I saw u making posts about JJK and stuff too.

So me, as a major HxH fan, and someone who only knew/saw/heard some stuff about JJK, I was going to ask u if there was actually any similarities between Killua and Gojo, besides more "superficial" ones, since I had seen comparisons between them (as well, as between Kakashi and Gojo and Killua and Kakashi too. Honestly, Kakashi and Killua are probably more similar than Killua and Gojo, but they are still very different too, and I am not completely sure on that thought. Could also come from bias that I love Killua and Kakashi a lot - Though, Killua more than Kakashi; though I love Kakashi a lot too -and more than Gojo. Not that I hate Gojo or anything. I just love Killua and Kakashi more. Honestly; it kind of seems like Geje might have been inspired by [both] Killua and Kakashi in making Gojo, but didn't completely understand what made both the characters and why people [actually] love them), so I was curious about ur thoughts on that, as someone who knows both HxH and JJK well.

But before I could you made this post: I need Gojou fans to stop. (Links not working for me right now. So I am just saying the name of the post instead), so it looks like you already did that. Lol.

Nice post btw! Probably one of the better/best Killua analysis/analyses I have read. (I have learned over the years that Killua gets so misunderstood. Other HxH characters too. Like Gon. Killua and Gon are probably a couple of the more misunderstood HxH characters imo. Seriously though, Killua will get misunderstood even by people who like and/or love him. Or who are fans of him. Though; I guess that kind of thing does happened). I really like who you brought up how Killua can be very emotionally illigenet, because I feel like that can be overlooked (maybe because his social skills aren't always the best due to his upbringing? Or something like that), brings up that his skills/abilities/etc. come from pain and suffering.

(at least partially because people will focus on his talent and/or potential and ignore just how much he has his worked his whole life for the things he has. All just all the suffering, abuse, and torture. Which, people try to excuse his "training", and say it is okay, because it "helped" Killua. It helped Killua, because Killua turns his suffering into other things, like strength, and all the abuse, manipulation, torture, etc.; has messed him up so much mentally. There is a reason he can be so insecure and has basically no to negative self-worth. And/or etc.

I am sorry, I love all the Zoldycks, but people really do try to excuse the abuse Killua has gone through, but saying it "isn't that bad", or "it helped him", or that "they still love each other" (people can still love each other, and people awful and abusive and/or etc. And a lot of the love Killua gets is shown to be unhealthy, abusive, manipulative, selfish, twisted, etc. People like Alluka/Nanika, some of the butlers and assistant butlers like Gotoh and Canary, and/or etc. show more healthy love for Killua compared to most of his family; a fair amount of the time. Which is both sad, and nice. Basically, the Zoldycks can love each other. But they do it, a fair amount of the time, in weird, messed up Zoldyck ways), and/or etc.

And I am just like, "what"? Idk, HxH fans can sometimes be very hard when in some things. Like trying to act like the older Zoldycks aren't that bad or that Killua (and the other Zoldyck kids) haven't been abused, tortured, neglected, locked away (Alluka/Nanika), chained up, manipulated, etc. It is weird sometimes).

1/2.

First of all, thank you for all the asks, I'm glad you found something interesting in my post.

As to characters being misunderstood... I think there's a lot of projection in fandom in general. Projection and/or white washing for image building reasons.

And I'm generally okay with it. Like my personal opinion is very "you do you", when it comes to fandom. I will woobify a villain for my fics because I want to make myself feel better with a nicer dynamic, I'm not good at writing full angst with no happy ending or whatever. And I don't expect everyone to like it. And this way I give myself the right to click out of fics when the characterisation irks me.

But I won't lie that it's annoying when it spills into meta. Especially when fanon is treated like canon and it's much more popular and pervasive than canon. When I write meta about the same villain I do my utmost not to make them seem better than they are.

And I totally agree that both Killua and Gon are very misrepresented in canon. People are trying to bring them to a small set of simple characteristics when they both are very layered characters.

The takes that the abuse helped Killua are mind boggling honestly. These really buy into the point of view of the abusers. In the world of HxH there are normies who live normal lives never knowing of nen or other super powers. They live chill lives unless some super powered, entitled assholes stomp on them. Regardless of what potential Killua was born with, he could've just lived a normal life. The people who decided he wouldn't have that were his family. They decided he needs powers to succeeded them in their violent job, whether he wants it or not. And he does not want that. Yes, Killua is proud of his strength and what he and his family can do, but he was brought up to value this kind of shit. Contrast him with Mito who doesn't value such stuff in the slightest. It's a learned way of thinking.

If Killua had a normal family, he could've developed his skills more organically, if he had wanted to lean into his potential. The abuse only helps he survive in the life he was forced to. Because even though he leaves the assassin life, he's now a hunter. And he becomes a hunter because he was already brought up into a world outside the norm, a world in which it's feasible to become a hunter. Contrary to the 4 other characters, even to Hisoka, Killua doesn't have anything he really wants to hunt. He says that he could hunt criminals during the exam, but it's not something he cares about. He never tries to make it his life.

Both Gon and Killua have very high emotional intelligence, though not the same way. But I really like it about them, that they are different but on par. And they aren't complete opposites. Gon's better at acting on his emotional intelligence. Killua's better on analising people and understanding their motivations.

I also like the Zoldycks as characters, I find their dynamics interesting. And I agree that there are strong emotions between them. Because they truly are a family. But they are a horrible family, one that harms everyone, that forces a way of life and a way of thinking onto all the people trapped in it. (btw there's a poll about toxic fams and the Zoldycks are rightfully winning, please vote for them to help seal their victory).

I wish that people could divorce in their heads liking a character as a part of a story and liking them as a person. And that they could stop conflating liking something with endorsing it. Because this is where the whitewashing of the Zoldycks comes from. People not being able to enjoy them as a fictional family because if they were real there'd be nothing to enjoy. And stop conflating explanations with justifications and excuses. And stop judging each other for what fictional characters and dynamics they enjoy. Because this leads to aggressively replacing canon with fanon.

#answering asks #killua #hxh

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tatertotthethot · 4 years

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The Doms Next Door 2.0

THIS IS A TEMPORARY REUPLOAD FOR THIS CHAPTER CUZ TUMBLR IS RAN BY A BUNCH OF BOTS. 2.1 HERE

Warnings/AN: frequent, casually cursing; comical, gay Jimin; insecure reader; steamy flirting; tattoo/sexualized Tae 🙃. Enjoy~ (TAEKOOK EDIT ABOVE IS ARTKOOK DONE BY NONCONMAN ON INSTAGRAM)

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Your tires came to a stop outside of the tattoo shop you've seen online— a brick building, covered in spray paint and street-style art. A sign buzzed over the awning of the entrance doors, with the built-in UV lights and graffiti-styled font displaying the name of the place in neon-red letters. Kink For Ink! The name alone was what first caught your attention last week, when you Googled "Tattoo shops near me" and it pulled up a list, with "Kink For Ink" being the first option. It just seemed so uncanny and fitting at the time, considering the previous run-in you just had with the sex-crazed neighbors a couple nights before. You couldn't help but to click the link to their Instagram.

A profile came up with 53.4k followers, which immediately blew your mind... but you quickly saw why. Every tattoo and piercing, no matter the body-placement, skin-type, or quirky design, was vividly appealing— certainly done by the articulate hands of certified experts. Even in the comments of the piercings that were posted, people were praising them for the "minimal" amount of pain they experienced, despite the fact that some of piercings were done in places you couldn't even fathom the thought of having a needle jammed through.

It said in the bio that the shop is owned by the two artists that work there— Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook. You couldn't find out much about them, all their pictures showed was their work. You even went back to search for a personal account of their own, but nothing came up. You then went back to the bio and clicked a link to the official website, hoping to find out something, but you were met with a disclaimer rule at the top that automatically deemed your chances of even getting your piece done by them, slim-to-none.

• No walk-ins allowed.

• Every request/idea must be sent in through the DMs of our Instagram page. You will only be accepted only if it spikes our personal interests.

Yikes; You were instantly discouraged by this. The piece you wanted was something so common and cliché, that you actually got the image out of a child's coloring book.... It was the cartoon layout of the glass vase and enchanted rose, from the Beauty and the Beast movie. Cheesy, yes. But it was something of personal, nostalgic value. You remember when you were little— roughly around 3 or 4 years of age— when your parents started fighting and would spend all day screaming and throwing things at each other, putting you in a constant state of anxiety. But then you'd go to bed at night and pop the VHS tape, and the movie never failed to put you in a peaceful state of mind— a hopeful one. It's remained as your all-time favorite love story throughout the years. Which, is ironic, considering that the relationship itself was different, but almost as dysfunctional as your parent's. However, the fact that even the Beast was capable of change, and everything wound up so perfect and happy in the end, makes your heart happy. And even now, at age 19, it still puts you in your feelings. The previous remake of a movie is what actually inspired you to get the enchanted rose as a tattoo, after seeing it in 3D not too long ago. But you're only willing to shell out up to $200 for it, at most. You've just started college, and even though Jimin's parents own the house and let the two of you live there, rent free, you're still responsible for half the utility bills from month to month. Blowing every bit of money you have saved up, right at the start of the semester, would just be irresponsible. But $200 was manageable, and you're looking for anything that'll give you a little extra "oomph" to break you out of this introverted shell you've always known. Pushing it off would just delay it, and you were ready for change. The nose piercing you want is just a small little thing that'll hopefully add a bit of flare to the features of your face. These two guys could probably do the piercing/tattoo with a blindfold on and a hand tied behind their back. So, if it meant that you'd be able to get these things done in confidence, without having to worry about the outcome, you figured it wouldn't hurt for you to at least ask, even if they straight-up ignore you. So, after spending an unnecessary amount of time overthinking the wording of your text, you finally constructed a message in your notes and DM'd it to business page, after sending them a small, simple outline of the cartoony rose, and pressed send.

• You: Hello! I've been wanting to get this tattoo done for a very while now, and was hoping one of you will be willing to do it for me... along with piercing my nose? I know it's a very mediocre and cliché piece, and a nose piercing can be done anywhere. But I'm new to the area and I've never gotten a tattoo/piercing done before and I haven't really checked out any other places either because I found this page first. And from what I can see, you guys are pretty efficient and CRAZY talented. So, I trust it'll get done right.... only if you want to! I'm willing to pay $200 for this, but if it costs that much for just the outline I've sent then that's fine as well. But I understand if neither of you want to do it cuz that is really cheap compared to the ones I've seen lol. But either way, thx for ur time 😁

A few minutes went by and you had just unlocked your phone to check the message again, when the word "seen" popped below the message. You held your breath for a second— but seconds turned to minutes, and time went by with no reply, what-so-ever. You figured maybe you sounded a little too immature to take seriously; kind of like a prepubescent 12-year-old asking someone out for a dance... and you blew it. Which was disappointing, but predictable. So fuck it. Maybe it's a sign; you shouldn't get it after all.

11pm rolled around, many hours later. You were now hiding beneath your covers, beginning your "amateur threesome" exploration on PornHub. You were ready to see what this whole "2 guys, 1 girl" thing was all about. But just when you were about to type it into the search bar, you were interrupted by an Instagram notification dropping down from the top of your screen.

"KinkForInk sent you a message."

You audibly gasped, eyes turning to saucers as you clicked on the notif and switched over to the Instagram app.

• KinkForInk: Hi (Y/N). This is Tae, one of the artists of the shop. The tattoo you sent in is worth roughly $100... but I want to run an offer by you in hopes that you'll be interested.

— Your brows scrunched in oddity, stomach fluttering. An offer? For you?

• You: Okay, sure. What's that?

• KinkForInk: I've been looking for someone willing to showcase the custom design I've come up with, specifically for a much more... exclusive version of the Beauty and the Beast tattoo you sent. And if you'd be down for letting me and my partner put it on you, it'll be free. No charge. BUT you'll also have to sign a contract saying that you'll do a little bit of modeling for us once it's done. You think you'd be in to doing something like that, even if you get it?

— Your head spun for a second, reading the message over and over again until you could fully wrap your mind around what he was saying.

• You: Hold on... YOU wanna put a tattoo on ME so that I model for you? And it's FREE? Are you sure about this? I'm not even model material lol.

• KinkForInk: Yes, yes, and yes, you are. You'd be perfect for this.

• You: How do know that? Is it a face tattoo? Cuz I only have 6 selfies on here and you can't see anything past my shoulders.

—"Seen" came up as soon as you hit send, but a couple of minutes rolled by with no reply to the message, nor was he even typing. Maybe you came off a little rude. But it was already sketchy and it was a logical question.

— An image suddenly popped up: a screenshot of your Facebook profile. Then another— and much to your horror, it was the photo Jimin tagged you in last week, when the two of you were swimming at a local community pool. You were wearing a simple two piece, sitting at the foot of the lawn chair Jimin was also sitting in, as his legs were visible on either side of you and his lap was practically framing your ass. The photo was at an upward angle and looked so scandalous— but really, you had just asked Jimin to put sun screen on your back and he didn't want to stand up because the pavement was too hot against his bare feet. But you actually liked the picture at the time; it was just a silly joke and your ass actually looked quite nice from that angle. Plus, everyone knows nothing sexual actually goes on between the two of you, for obvious reasons. But Taehyung doesn't, so you couldn't help but dreadfully cringe when you saw the caption of the screen shot.

"Babymama 💦🍆"

• KinkForInk: Is this you??

• You: Yes, that's me. The caption is a joke tho... pay no mind to that. But this is like, really happening? You really think it'd look good on me?

— Why that picture though? You couldn't help but wonder.

• KinkForInk: Yes. Like I said, you're perfect for this piece. Are you down to at least see what the tattoo will look like? We don't expect you to be experienced with modeling or anything, but if you listen to us and cooperate, you'll do just fine.

• You: Yes I wanna see, and I'll do the best I can if I decide to get it... I'm just a bit shy, is all.

• KinkForInk: You'll be in good hands. I promise.

• You: Okay... are you going to show me??

• KinkForInk: Can't send it over a message, I don't want it plagiarized or the concept stolen. But the piece itself isn't necessarily crazy or anything, just more creative. I'd be more than happy to show you at my shop some day this week, if you'd be willing to swing by.

• You: Yeah, I can do that. When should I come?

• KinkForInk: Are you available after 5 tomorrow?

• You: I am, I get off at 4:30.

• KinkForInk: Great. Be here by 5:30, and make sure you've eaten in case you like the piece and wanna get started. It's pretty big for a first timer and gonna take a lot of time and patience. It'll have to be done in sessions but I hope you have a fair enough pain tolerance to at least get the outline of it done first.

— It can't be any worse than a bikini wax, you thought, shivering at the memory. That a story for another time. You decided on an alternative scenario.

• You: I give blood from time to time... but that's easy and doesn't really hurt that much. I think I can handle it though... maybe. I honestly don't know lol, I'm sorry 😣. But I can try my best. Can I ask where it's supposed to go?

• KinkForInk: That's okay, I'll work with you. It's supposed to go down the middle of your back. Starts between the center of your shoulder blades, and trails down the length of your spine to your lower lumbar. You'll see how it looks once we transfer a template on your back. But if you don't like it, there will be no hard feelings from my end. I can still do the tattoo you want if that's the case, free of charge just for your time.

• You: Oh no, you don't have to do that! I'd still pay!

• KinkForInk: Not if I don't accept your money. Trust me, I'm not worried about it. The nose piercing is gonna be $30 regardless, though. JK isn't so lenient.

• You: Of course. Will I have to take my shirt and bra off for the tattoo?

• KinkForInk: Yes, and for the pictures once it's done.

— Your mind blanked at that; thumbs froze over the keypad. He was typing again.

• KinkForInk: Don't let that discourage you. Again, you're in good hands. You can bring something to cover your chest. And the pics will be if your back as well.

• You: Okay, I can handle that. So 5:30 tomorrow?

• KinkForInk: Yes, please don't flake on us!

• You: Lol, I won't. I'll be there.

"They're gonna knock us the fuck out and sell our organs to the black market," Jimin declared. He had parked next to you outside of the shop, and was now sitting in the driver seat of his car with his door locked and windows all the way up, refusing to get out. You were standing right outside his door, still having to talk on the phone. "And is this Tae-guy an AllState representative or something?"

Jimin is petty. You wanted him here for moral support— which he's usually reliable for— but this time, he's just plain salty right and doing everything he can to remind you of that. Reason is, he's been begging you to get a matching tattoo with him ever since your 18th birthday, and you've always refused because of what he wanted to get.

Cupcakes. Jimin wanted to get matching cupcake tattoos... in honor of Cupcakke the legend. Sorry, but H E L L no.

You rolled your eyes, growing frustrated. He only has enough time to pop in and confirm that these two aren't gonna kill you, and then he's gotta head home to get ready for work. You were already supposed to be in there. It was 5:33pm, 3 minutes past the time.

"Jimin, you're the one that insisted on coming along! And now you're making me late!" you ranted. "I'm going in without you."

"Hold your horses, hoe! I'm finishing my blueberry slushie," He retorted, sassily bringing the straw to his mouth and loudly slurping it into the phone. He then abruptly flinched away from the straw with a disgusted expression, nostrils flared, body locking up; lips drawing into an air-tight knot that was so extreme and unnatural, it caused an ugly snort to break out of your nose.

He smacked his lips in exaggeration to the taste, face falling back into stone as an eyebrow arched over the top of his aviators; unamused and saltier than before... Like you were at fault for that, too.

"Or... Blueberry-ass, I should say."

That forced another giggle out of you as Jimin stiffly rolled his window down, phone still pressed to his ear and eyes still scowling at you behind the inspector shades. He bit down on the straw and withdrew it with his teeth before dumping the dark-blue contents of the drink out of the window, making it a point to shake the styrofoam cup empty of every drop before tossing it over his shoulder and into back seat. He then spat the straw out of his mouth with an audible "PLUUUUH!" of a French accent, and waited until the window rolled all the way up again, just so he could hang up the phone. You scoffed at this as you shoved your phone back into your pocket, scornfully watching Jimin exit the car and slam the door behind him. He snatched his glasses off his face as his cotton-candy hair swayed in the breeze, revealing his scornful eyes right back at you as he gestured for you to lead the way in exasperated manner— as if you were the one wasting his time now.

"Go on, lead us to the grave," He shooed, a snippy little shit. You sauntered away, walking up the side of the shop, then paused just before reaching the glass entrance door, when you remembered how much of a coward you are. You've never even stepped into a parlor before, and supposedly, this was a famous one. Which makes it more and more surreal when you think about it.

"Are we doing the mannequin challenge now? Is that what we're doing?" Jimin sardonically inquired.

"You go first, I'm nervous!" You whisper-hissed.

"You don't want me to go in there first— I'll show out," he reasoned, simply stating a fact.

"Please don't," you whined.

"Then, again, I'll show out?" He reiterated, as if to say duh. "How else am I supposed to break the ice? I look like Timmy Turner's Fairy-Gay- Parent."

You gave him a wary look... he's right. You sighed, slightly kicking your foot in distracted defeat. Fuck, you hated making an entrance to new places—

"Hold up— is that Drake?" Jimin suddenly blurted, holding his hand up to silence you. You honed in on the muffled track playing from behind the glass door, and Jimin's face soon light up like a Christmas tree before he spun around you, unstoppable.

"Jimin, NO—!"

"KIKI, DO YOU LOVE ME—?!"

It was already too late. The door was flying back behind him as he Milly-Rocked his way into the shop, leaving you no choice but the chase in behind him.

"—ARE YOU RIDING? SAY YOU'LL NEVA-EVA LEAVE FROM BESIDE ME— hello there."

You were panting, coming to a stop right behind Jimin, where you instantly latched on to the back of his shirt as you met the face of the man behind the studio counter. And, as corny as this is gonna sound: the world actually stilled for a solid beat... or maybe you were in the verge of cardiac arrest.

A pair of glossy-Black eyes looked up at the two of you; A series of silver-studded earrings trailed along the outer cartilages, peaking out beneath a head of soft, layer-swept hair. It was a Carmel-tinted blonde in color— thick and shaggy, and neatly spilling in waves around a headband that proudly sported a high-dollar brand-name you've never seen anyone wear in person before. G U C C I, it read— Meaning that the headband alone was probably worth more than some of your college text books, put together. It sat just a few inches above a pair of dark brows, that oddly brought out the shape of his cat-like eyes— irises like polished marbles. His ample lips had a sharp, well-defined Cupid's-bow, and a natural shade of pink that fit the porcelain appearance of his melanin-kissed complexion, to the finest degree.

And here you are, looking like an actual bum. You had just enough time to clock out of work and head straight over here to make it in time. You didn't even have any makeup on, and the only thing hiding your raggedy hair from those captivating eyes is your old baseball cap from high school. It took a second for him to take the bold presence that was Park Jimin— who was also frozen to the spot as he openly checked the guy out. He was hunched over the counter, a v-neck hoodie covering the rest of him with a thin, loose-fitting material. It was Black and allowed a full visual of his tan neck, and prominent collar bones. And it certainly didn't hide the fact that he had a pair of wide-set shoulders, either. A pencil sat in his hand— one that was laced with masculine veins, and lot of decorative ink. There was a silver ring on his thumb.. and a very heavy-looking Rolex watch.

The man cracked a grin at Jimin— a boxy one that dimpled in at the corners.

"Love the hair," he humorously began, twisting a quirky eyebrow at Jimin. You subconsciously snagged the bill of your hat as your eyes went a little wide at how mature the man's voice was.

"Love the watch," Jimin retorted, then reached around and gripped you by the wrist before pulling you into full view beside him. "You wouldn't happen to be Taehyung...?"

"Mhm," the man hummed, absentmindedly moving his wrist at the mention of his watch. His eyes cut over to you, and you swore you could see a minuscule reflection of yourself in his eyes, before they flashed back at Jimin and blinked. "You must be the babydaddy?"

Blood rushes to your ears. It's really him... a guy who looks like a high-dollar model himself, asking you to be his canvas model. Your own conscious didn't even know what to say right now. So you stayed quiet and still as Jimin took charge... which was a mistake.

"She wishes, but no. I'm the best-friend— and a gay one, at that," Jimin replied, and you knew he did that for his benefit. Thot. "I'm just here to make sure you're not gonna sacrifice her to Satan, or anything of that nature. I need her around in case I ever forget the Netflix password."

Taehyung chuckled at that, mouth opening to reveal a row of teeth shinier than Chip Skylark's. But then, you caught something behind his teeth that caused your gut to leap. A silver ball... a tongue ring. Your thoughts clouded over for a second.

"Well, I can assure you, she's safe with me," he said, looking over at you again. You blinked, nothing more. His brow arched at your lack of response, but this time, it was done more handsomely as he was still smirking at you. "Still, you don't look too thrilled to be here... You sure you wanna do this?"

"She's just nervous because you're really fucking hot," Jimin announced, unyielding. "You should feel how sweaty her hand is."

"Don't listen to him— I'm gay too," You lied in panic, trying to defend yourself from the absolute truth Jimin spoke just then. You snatched your hand away from him and jutted a finger at the door, eyes beading and lid twitching as your nerves ran amuck. "Goodbye, Jimin."

"She's a lonesome hetero," Jimin told Taehyung, assuring him with a face that showed no bluff. "One look at her camera roll, and you'd see for yourself—" You were yanking him away by the arm now, in a tug-of-war game that Jimin obviously could've won if he really wanted to. But he figured you suffered enough and eventually let you drag him out of the shop, waving bye to Taehyung before turning to look at you with beading eyes.

"I think he wants to fuck you— text me as soon as you can," Jimin uttered with unmoving lips as before he walked to his car. You stopped for a second, noticing he was actually being serious. How could he possibly think that he wants to fuck you, just from that small encounter? And what is the odd sensation currently coiling in your stomach? Things grew awkward again when you re-entered the shop, coming to a stand at the same spot... only alone now. He was still amused, it seemed. And so calm and cool despite this odd, intense look in his eyes. It gave him a Casanova effect, where all he had to do was give you that look and it'd instantly make you blush.

"He seems like a fun person to be around," he noted, somewhat honestly, but more so making fun of the red-hot appearance of your face.

"He's a pain in the ass," you muttered, trying to conjure up a smirk but hardly even able to speak properly from how dry your mouth was. It felt like there was a white-hot iron expanding in your throat. "I'm really sorry about him."

"Don't be. I'm just glad you're here— thought you'd chicken out." You nervously wiped your clammy palms over the back pockets of your jeans as Taehyung got up from the barstool behind the counter and approached you on the other side of it, a whole head-and-a-half taller than you. He was wearing black cardigan jeans and matching combat boots.. his headband and jewelry the only thing not black on him. And oddly enough, he made it look fucking fantastic.

"Mh-mm," You hummed, not trusting your voice. You've never needed a sip of water so bad in your life— he even smelled expensive.

"Well, It's very nice to meet you," he formerly began, and you mustered up the normality of placing your (dried) hand into his much larger one, as he held his out to you in greeting. And boy, was he close. So close that the heels of your spine itches to lean back from the proximity.

"It's nice to meet you, too. I'm really sorry if I'm acting weird. I'm just nervous." — Your mind struggled to stay focused on your words, arm tensing at the skin-to-skin contact. You were extra-effected by the firmness in his grip. You really wanted to look down at all the bold ink you saw dashing across the veiny surface of his tanned hand, or see if those were images or scripted letters on the knuckles of lengthy fingers... But you were held captive by those God-blessed eyes... And that fucking tongue ring. It was infecting your head in ways that weren't necessarily healthy for your current state of mind, as you saw it peering in and out at certain words.

"And physically shaking," Taehyung pointed out, brows twitching down at your trembling hand in his as if he was concerned for it. But his smirk gave off an odd sense of fascination to the involuntary symptom, like it was cute or something? Hm. He glanced back up at you, causing your dehydrated throat to bob as his other hand came to clasp over the rest of yours, swallowing it completely from the wrist down. "Intimidated?"

"V-Very," you spluttered, a small slither of saliva copulating down your throat as you looked back up at him. He absentmindedly rolled his tongue ring over the button row of his teeth as he watched you with tainted eyes— undoubtably getting cocky with that damn grin of his and proudly teasing you about your reaction to him. It gratified the effortless sex-appeal he had. You were even beginning to imagine that tongue ring elsewhere, and you literally just met him. Then, as you felt the band of a ring move along with the pad of his thumb as gently ran it across your trembly knuckles, chills shot up all the way to your shoulder. Oh... oh wow. You glanced down at his knuckles on reflex this time, and saw a four-letter word scripted in black ink across the bottom row of his knuckles, and another word scripted on the middle section of his fingers. A silver band on his naked thumb. STAY TRUE, it said.

"And why's that?"

"I.. feel like you're a celebrity," you sheepishly admitted, your other hand wedging into your back pocket as you had to stop yourself from reaching for the bill of your hat again. Is he flirting? The words seem too innocent for the way he was making you feel. It was getting so hot in the oven of his massive palms, and he wasn't even squeezing you hard enough to cut off any circulation, but yet your fingers were beginning to tingle.

"Mm, no. Just a little popular, really," he granted, teetering his head a little as he pondered the thought. You could see his vocal chords contract in his sleek neck as they project his smooth, pungent voice. "You still trust me?"

"Mhm," was all you could muster. He'd gotten even closer, to where his hand had gone into a prayer stance around yours. You were aware of how wide your eyes had gone from the awe you... you knew this was just the beginning. He was going to be very handsy throughout this whole process. But in a very twisted way, you were more than okay with that. Even if it meant you were at risk of fainting from actual dehydration. Maybe you were in over your head. But you couldn't will yourself away from this now. And then, just as a wide, heart-stopping smile edged out on that mind-numbingly handsome face, the door at that back of the room swung open, and heavy-metal rock blasted through the quiet vibe of the scenery and caused you to jump a little at the disturbance. Taehyung shot a wicked smile over his shoulder, and his next words nearly knocked you out right then and there as you beheld yet another, breathtaking sight.

"Oh, there you are," Tae eagerly acknowledged, one hand still holding yours as he walked around to grab your with the other, presenting you to the.. hulking presence in the room. "This is (Y/N), our next little experiment."

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Episode Review- The Real Ghostbusters: Lost and Foundry

Full marks for creative plot with this episode. Though I can’t really say much more than that.

The Ghostbusters are pursuing a ghost through a steel yard. They eventually chase the ghost into a room filled with smelting vats. There, Egon fires his Proton Pack at the ghost, who ends up falling into one of the smelting vats, vanishing instantly. When Egon consults his PKE Meter, he is puzzled that he’s getting a negative reading, which suggests the ghost is no longer there. Ray states that the Ion Streams shouldn’t disintegrate a ghost, but Egon announces it was theoretically possible. Though Peter expressed no interest in investigating the matter further and announced it was time to head back to the Firehouse. After the Ghostbusters drive off, the camera focuses on a workman operating a forklift, apparently coming to transport some of the molten steel. A short time later, we see a pile of steel girders, which begin to glow with an eerie light.

Okay, this is when I instantly became invested in this episode. Because what happened to the ghost here was obvious and still subtle at the same time, so it was understandable that the Ghostbusters didn’t figure it out yet. A ghost fusing with molten steel? That’s actually really creative and brilliant!

Upon returning to the Firehouse, Winston opened up his locker to put away his gear, only to find Slimer inside. The little green ghost is currently wearing one of Winston’s spare uniforms. Winston bemoans that the uniform Slimer had put on had been one of his clean ones. Peter, being Peter, suggested Slimer should head over to his locker, as he has something Slimer could play with. As he says this, he holds up a Ghost Trap. The underlining meaning of his statement very clear to Slimer, and he responds by diving for a nearby Proton Pack and pointing a Proton Thrower at Peter. Winston comes to Slimer’s defense, remarking how it’s cute how Slimer is clearly trying to pretend that he’s a Ghostbuster, too. However, Slimer suddenly activates the Proton Thrower by mistake and comes very close to shooting Peter in the head. Fortunately, he misses. Though the blast does collide with the nearby firepole, causing it to warp and bend. And Peter is seriously angry at Slimer. Can’t say I really blame him this time, though. While it was clearly an accident, Slimer could have actually killed Peter just then. Peter lunges for Slimer, but the other Ghostbusters manage to hold him back and are able to talk him down. In the end, Peter agrees to let this incident go. As for the firepole, Janine is tasked with making a phone call to UR Steel, the company who owns the steel yard the Ghostbusters had just left. After all, UR Steel owes them a favor for seemingly getting rid of the ghost, so they should be more than willing to provide them with a replacement firepole.

Sometime later, the Ghostbusters are called back onto the field. It seems that there’s been a disturbance at the department store Dears (which is most likely a parody of Sears). One of the salesmen saw an avocado green Dears brand refrigerator moving on its own. (You might be tempted to make a refrigerator running joke here, but I urge you to refrain.) The Ghostbusters follow a trail of water across the floor, but they ultimately decide that there’s probably nothing paranormal going on here when they see that both the PKE Meter and their Plasmatometer are getting negative readings. They turn to leave, not noticing the avocado green refrigerator is right around the corner, sliding away on its own.

Elsewhere, a pair of cablemen are working when the television cable they were using came alive and begin to attack them. They manage to get away and contact the Ghostbusters, but by the time the Ghostbusters arrived, the possessed TV cable had wrapped itself around a large building, and had even uprooted a tree. The Ghostbusters fire their Proton Packs at the cable, but while this does result in the television cable unwrapping itself from the building, it manages to escape by slipping under a nearby manhole cover before the Ghostbusters could stop it. And nobody seemed willing to go down into the sewers after it.

As the Ghostbusters began driving through the city, possibly trying to come up with an idea of what was going on and what they could do, they happen to pass by a hardware store that everyone was running outside of in a panic. They stop the car just in time for a volley of nails to come flying out of the hardware store, shattering not only the storefront window, but the windows of the Ecto-1 as well. Fortunately, the Ghostbusters manage to duck out of the way before any of the nails hit them. And just next door, at a grocery store, a large amount of cans suddenly flew off the shelves and out the front door on their own. Upon seeing this, Peter makes a comment about can openers, but Egon announces those weren’t ordinary cans. And it’s clear from his facial expression that he’s probably starting to figure things out.

It then cuts over to an art museum, where some sculptor is about to unveil her latest sculpture, which she describes as an example of anti-neo post modernism. (In other words, it’s just a bunch of random junk she threw together.) The unveiling is interrupted when the sculpture comes to life and literally runs out the door. Then, over at a construction site, the steel girders they were using also come to life. The Ghostbusters soon arrive at the construction site, and Egon reveals that he is indeed starting to piece it all together, asking Peter what steel girders, nails and refrigerators all have in common. Before Egon could elaborate on his theory, Winston directs everyone’s attention to the steel girders, which are crawling up the side of the building like caterpillars. The Ghostbusters fire their Proton Packs, but this kinda backfires on them as it results in a section of the building breaking loose and falling right towards them. Fortunately, they narrowly escape death because of a well-placed gap in the middle of the structure. Egon then voices his puzzlement about how his PKE Meter isn’t detecting anything, even though the possessed steel girders must still be around there. Winston suggests there might be something wrong with Egon’s PKE Meter, but Ray says he’s not picking up anything, either. So it can’t just be a case of equipment malfunction. Peter suggests they return to the Firehouse and discuss the matter over lunch. As the Ghostbusters drive off, the steel girders emerge from the wreckage.

At the Firehouse, Peter immediately announces he’s exhausted and begins to head upstairs to take a nap. As he slumps upstairs, Janine informs them that the new firepole had been installed while they were out. A few minutes later, the phone rings. It seems that a refrigerator was seen trying to cross six lanes of traffic on the Jersey turnpike. When Peter is called back downstairs, he reluctantly crawls out of bed, but when he attempts to slide down the new firepole, he suddenly gets stuck, as if the pole was coated in very strong glue. Then he suddenly starts sliding up and down the pole rapidly. At first, Egon seemed to think that Peter was just messing around, but they soon realize that Peter wasn’t in control of himself. As Peter suddenly begins spinning around the pole like a centrifuge, the Ghostbusters hurry forward to try and help him, only to get themselves knocked backwards.

Egon then announces this further supported his working theory, considering the new firepole came from UR Steel. He’s now concluded that the Ion Streams electrolyzed the ghost they had been hunting, which resulted in it fusing with the molten steel. And the reason why the ghost’s presence no longer registered on the PKE Meter was because there was too much interference from the steel’s rigid molecular structure. Winston catches on to what Egon is saying, realizing that all the steel-made items they’ve been dealing with, from the refrigerator to the steel girders, are all part of the same ghost. Ray then speculates that, if that were true, then all the different components would have the natural tendency to reunite. The moment Ray makes this conclusion, the firepole breaks free from the Firehouse’s floor and launches out the window, releasing Peter from its hold in the process. So the Ghostbusters speed off after the firepole, knowing that if they follow it, they should find all the other possessed steel objects. They eventually follow the firepole to a salvage yard in New Jersey.

Upon arriving at the salvage yard, the Ghostbusters soon realize that locating the possessed steel objects will be like finding a needle in a haystack. Especially since they still can’t track the ghost down with the PKE Meter. Fortunately, the possessed steel objects find them, as they’ve all congregated together to form a giant steel scorpion creature. The Ghostbusters attempt to shoot their Proton Packs at the Steel Scorpion, but this doesn’t work as the Steel Scorpion simply reassembled itself. So the Ghostbusters turn and run for cover as the Steel Scorpion gives chase.

Thankfully, Ray has an idea, and he and the other Ghostbusters manage to lead the Steel Scorpion into an on-site compactor. At first, it looks as if Ray’s plan worked, as the Metal Scorpion is crushed down into a square block. But this proves to only be temporary, as it managed to reform itself again. This time as a Steel Giant. The Steel Giant promptly smashes the control booth to the compactor before once again turning its focus on the Ghostbusters.

As they turn to run, Winston notices a nearby crane. He quickly leads the others inside and attempts to use the crane to strike the Steel Giant down, but this only makes the Steel Giant even angrier. So the Ghostbusters have to once again try and run. Peter, however, got one of the hoses on his Proton Pack caught on the crane’s controls, so he was stuck. As he struggled to get free as the Steel Giant attacked the crane, he inadvertently activated the magnet affixed to the top of the crane. This results in the Steel Giant to break apart, with the individual metal pieces sticking to the magnet.

Egon announces all that’s left to do now is to separate the ghost from the individual pieces of steel. To do so, they bring all the steel pieces, still attached to the magnet, back to UR Steel and melt them down in the same smelting vat from before. Soon, the ghost emerges from the smelting vat, completely whole again, and the Ghostbusters quickly trap it. As the Ghostbusters celebrate a job well done, Peter expressed a desire install a crane for the Firehouse’s office.

Yeah, really creative concept for this one. To think a ghost’s essence could become infused with molten steel. And then get turned into various pieces of steel objects. I particularly appreciated how it was clear what must have happened to from the start, but it still had Egon figure it out at a naturally gradual pace. Unfortunately, I can’t really think of anything more to say about this particular episode. Which is strange, because it wasn’t a terrible episode. Though, if I had to pick something else to focus on, it was Peter. In this episode, there was a brief moment when Winston comments on how Peter seemed particularly down lately. While the episode does seem to brush that aside rather quickly, it did leave me wondering about that. If it weren’t for the fact that the show is largely episodic in nature, with little to no overarching plotlines, I’d think this would be building up to something.

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Up from the Depths P.1 - Re-Review #32

Now, just to stick my personal opinion in here... we’re about to get to two of my all time favourite episodes. The amount of references to Jeff, and the purpose for IR - there’s just golden moments everywhere you look. So let’s have a look at some of them.

“What is it, John?”

“You’re gonna’ want to see this.”

“The TV-21! No, it can’t be...”

Well, it is (or we wouldn’t have an episode)!

“Is that what I think it is?”

“It’s the TV-21!”

“Is anyone gonna’ clue me in here?”

“It’s the TV-21!”

“That is not helping!”

Don’t worry, Alan, I’ll try and catch you up. But that just serves as another well-placed reminder of all the things Alan (and Kayo) is too young to remember about IR.

The fact Jeff etched his name onto the ship does not surprise me. It goes towards showing how proud he was of it, and completely fits in with everything we are told about him by Grandma (once again, wonderfully well placed comments).

Now, the TV-21, is given to us as “the first Thunderbird”, the fastest ship (at the moment), and Jeff’s pride and joy. There’s a nice little reference to Jeff’s previous careers as well, with the fact they’ve added the ‘Colonel’. Nice touch.

But of course, of all the places to crash land, it had to be in the Mariana’s Trench. I mean, there is a reason why it’s “the world’s last unmapped ocean”, according to the crew. It’s a pretty dangerous place. If you want to read about it, feel free, National Geographic have some incredibly interesting articles on what they theorise could be down there based on their limited exploration. But what we do know, is that it’s actually a very hostile seascape, and that the marine life which inhabits it seems to have evolved drastically to cope. I think that if we are ever able to understand it, we will know a lot more towards global warming and the mutations of animals. But I hate swimming. Water’s not my area. I prefer to research land mammals and leave my colleagues with the wet-weather adventures.

Anyhow, I think it’s totally awesome that Virgil was playing the piano and that Scott was sat at Jeff’s desk in the opening for this episode too. It’s always nice to see little throwbacks to this very human family.

So let’s discuss the origins of TV-21 for a moment. Before it was a Thunderbird, it was a comic series! And it’s original name was ‘TV Century 21′ which was eventually shortened to TV21. It had various mergers, which featured additions to the name, but TV21 stuck for the majority of issues. It was a weekly comic published by City Magazines, beginning around 1965. It’s content was... drum roll... the sci-fi TV series created by Gerry and Sylvia Anderson’s company: Century 21 Productions - thus where the comics name originated from, the TV being added to clarify where the material was coming from and hopefully encourage people to watch and read both in tandem.

The comic often had newspaper front pages, dedicated to the fictional news stories of the multiple Anderson worlds, e.g. Thunderbirds, Captain Scarlet, Stingray.

Some really well known artists of the time worked on the comics, which only serves to increase their value. In our current day, the original ‘TV Century 21′ editions (Issues 1 - 154) are really hard to find, and so they sell/auction for incredibly high prices when one can be found - like much of the Anderson’s work which made it’s way into print. It does also mean that the first half of this great comic series is practically lost to the world.

Which is a big shame, because it was in many of these first issues (with their print time colliding with the original air slot of ‘Thunderbirds’) featured many episode-story related additions. For instance;

The supposed capture of ‘The Hood’ - which might have gone someway to explaining his disappearance during Series 2 of the show.

An addition to the US Army’s story line from ‘Pit of Peril’.

An addition to the events of ‘Sun Probe’, as well as an in-depth story on Thunderbird Three investigating the connection between the sun and natural disasters (better known now as global warming). My dad still has his copy of this edition, and I have no plans on selling it. It’s ironic that it features the only story line relevant to my current career. Hey, maybe there is such a thing as fate over coincidence (as ‘Doctor Who’ does suggest).

A special story for Thunderbirds Two and Four, upon which it is rumoured that the opening rescue of the ‘Thunderbirds’ (2004 film) was based upon. I personally think this was one of the best stories for the pair, and I’m disappointed it never appeared in an episode (as such). There were also rumours that this story was an expansion of the TOS episode ‘Atlantic Inferno’, but those were never confirmed and all suggestions ever made pointed towards it being a completely separate idea. There are interesting similarities in places though, so it’s worth consideration.

An expansion to Thunderbird Two’s ‘disappearance’, after the events of ‘Terror in New York City’, which covered the rumours spiraling during the time Thunderbird Two was out of operation, and some of the missions which were undertaken during said time.

And one of the few Fireflash related stories to feature outside of the TOS TV episodes. It was also one of the comic editions which fans come to know as ‘Thunderbirds meets Doctor Who’. At the time, both shows were scoring some of the highest viewings, and so I suppose these crossover editions only made sense. Many of the early editions featured such crossovers, including 2 other issues which I’ve posted above.

When we actually get to 2065, there’s going to be a bit of confusion over dates - the comics (set still in the futurist time - ever encroaching for us) were released on the corresponding dates, but with the year still set a hundred forward, e.g. 1965 was 2065, but the 13th March was the 13th March.

Right, enough of my geek-worthy knowledge on comics, and back to the episode. I mean, look at Scott’s face. He’s definitely had enough of my comic-based ramblings.

“Begging your forgiveness, Your Mongrel-ship.”

I think the fact that Parker serves Sherbet tea (with one sugar) it’s just classic.

“I believe ‘wild goose chase’ were the words they used.”

“Well, as it happens, Parker loves a good chase. Parker, bring the car around would you? That’s right Sherbet. ‘On the double’.”

“hOn the double, hit his. Taking horders from ha mut, never though hI’d see the day.”

He does it anyway though - dedication right there,

Well now, time to visit the ocean. Did anyone else think the Deep Ocean Surveyor looked a bit... wrong? I had bad feelings about that thing from the start.

“This ship sure is a weird looking thing.”

Yeah, thanks for the back up there Gordon. Should have kept a closer eye on that one, although I do completely understand why they got so distracted and don’t blame them for it.

I love how Scott - Mr in command and always right - turns straight towards the TV-21 as soon as he knows they’re no injuries to worry about and that the DOS is all okay. Wasn’t he the one saying there was a rescue to prioritise only minutes ago?

“Gordon, what about the TV-21? Have they found part of the wreck?”

“Stand by, Scott, I’ll take a closer look. Just gotta’ clear some debris. It’s not just part of the wreck, it’s the whole thing!”

That is actually quite surprising! You know, something surviving like that. Good craftsmanship is all I can say.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UvltZMDOK5g

I can’t describe this scene any better than the scene itself, so I’m just gonna’ leave it there for you to re-watch at your own leisure. The faces are pictures!

“Why’s everyone making such a big deal about a wrecked plane? I don’t even remember it!”

“The TV-21 was Dad’s baby. The first ever super Mach-20 ship. It was the prototype to Thunderbird One. Dad invested everything into, but The Hood sabotaged it in flight. Dad had to abandon the plane somewhere over the Maraina Trench rather than let The Hood get his hands on it. I remember it broke Dad’s heart. I always thought it was smashed and lost in the deep.”

And there we have a link to that Hood-Jeff backstory (which the writer’s then conveniently shoved into a like ten-fifteen second explanation of ‘I am a bad guy because’, but hey, we’re not quite there yet!) that kinda gets forgotten.

“Cor!”

“I believe the word you’re looking for is Bingo. Well done Bertie.”

“Very smart of you to track that signal John.”

“We got lucky.”

You don’t have to be so modest you know John.

“It seems The Hood may be up to his old tricks.”

“I’ve seen engineering like this before. It’s the work of The Mechanic.”

“Oh no! That’s The Mechanic’s ship! Thunderbird Four, get out of there!”

“Too late.”

Yeah... it might have been good to notice that a little bit sooner.

Now, someone has some serious anger issues! I mean, I now he wants them out of the way (and later on that’s he’s being controlled), but that was seriously uncalled for!

“You better come up with something fast. Thunderbird Four’s hull integrity is failing. You’re getting crushed!”

Thanks Virgil, we can see that, unfortunately. This is another of those moments where - even though I know how it ends - I have a little panic.

“Hull integrity at 28%. Gordon what are you doing?”

“The airlock’s jammed. I can’t get the door open.”

“Then make a new door! But do it fast, you don’t have long. Hull at 7%. Gordon, get out now! Thunderbird Four is offline.”

“What happened?”

“Thunderbird Four's been rendered in operative.”

“Gordon!”

“I’m here. I’m okay. But Thunderbird Four’s a little... ur... beat up.”

This is a little like that moment in ‘EOS’, where I think our collective hearts stopped.

I know Gordon left the sub to try and free it, but it was actually a good thing that he did, else he probably would have been crushed, which wouldn't have been good. He was caught a little in the blast anyway, so I’m surprised he was a well-able to continue as he was.

But back to those serious anger issues - The Mechanic, you need to learn that once you have damaged someone’s ship past the piloting level, you don’t need to then snap it in two - that is just downright mean, not to mention unnecessary!

Poor Thunderbird Four. I seriously thought at the time that it wasn’t going to be recoverable. Look at Gordon’s poor little face.

The determination to get the TV-21 back as well was just wonderful.

“Not possible, only Thunderbird Four can survive the pressure. We need to come up with something extraordinary and fast.”

“We can use the TV-21!”

“It’s been sitting on the bottom of the ocean for years. Do you think it will still work?”

“Absolutely. I build things to last.”

“Gordon, we need you to get on board the TV-21.”

“I always wanted to fly Dad’s plane.”

Of course he did.

Now this was a sight to behold. Look at him!

“I can’t believe we used to wear these things.”

This was such a lovely little throw back moment.

“You could try the Jeff Tracy fix. After all, it is Dad’s plane.”

“FAB. This is TV-21. We have lift off.”

And hell did that work!

Rescue count: 35

I mean, let’s just momentarily forget that this part ends with The Mechanic making a grand come back and stealing it.

“To The Mechanic, let me tell you who you’re dealing with. We’re International Rescue; you can’t push us around, you cant tell us what to do, and you absolutely, positively can’t take our stuff!”

“No, let me tell you who you’re dealing with. I’m The Mechanic. I take what I want, from who I want, whenever I want it.”

Yeah... shivers.

Let’s just remember Gordon’s great moment getting to pilot it.

“So tell me, what is it like flying Dad’s plane?”

“It was awesome.”

See, that’s a nicer ending.

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facepalming-since-chernobyl · 6 years

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(part 1) I noticed ur anti supercorp fandom posts and I'm in tears. You take the action of a few assholes and use it to represent our whole fandom. Every fandom has assholes and sadly people in other fandoms only see the assholes. You can hate a ship but hating on real people will NEVER be okay. I am a sc shipper and karolsen shipper a cser. I am anti slave owners replacing a black love interest and not respecting kara. That has nothing to do with ships and it never will.

I’m sorry but you are an idiot. First of all, if you go to the ao3 where I post it clearly says anti FANATIC side of the sc fandom.

Secondly, it’s tagged correctly - as anti crack fic. I didn’t even tagged Lena there. Or used “Supercoorp” word. So my question is WHY DID YOU READ IT if you obviously knew it was going tp upset you? Sorry, I’m not sorry but I am NOT responsible of your happiness here if don’t even know how to protect yourself. Don’t like don’t read. How hard it is? Did you send anons to people from your fandom who tag their abusive, gross fics as karamel where they kill Mon, make fun of karamel and make it supercoorp fics? :)

Next. Few idiots? Don’t make me laugh. You need to block more than 300 blogs that are usually SC to scroll karamel tag without seeing hate. Do you want me to post all shit I gathered so far from your fandom that I found in our pro tags? I have hundreds of screen shots. Hating on real people? Go and say that to people from Sc fandom who attack Chris, Melissa and other cast members constantly on social media, on THEIR official accounts. Also, if you call my fic “hating on real people” then wow, you have seen nothing, kid.

First you say: “ I am anti slave owners replacing a black love interest “ and then you say: “That has nothing to do with ships“ :)))))

(part 2) I have NEVER harassed one of the actors. Most of us haven’t. The majority of us were disgusted by the people (who were apparently proven to be trolls but idk the whole story there) who harassed Rahul. The lack of queer representation in the media is no joke. When you turn on the tv you see representation it doesn’t matter the channel or time. It is so easy for you to find a couple that represents you. For me, I have to search so hard. I have yet to find a canon couple that i relate to

Cool for you. A funny story - I haven’t harrassed a soul too. And yeah, you didn’t harass but you also did nothing to stop the haters. The biggest anti accounts still are high and mighty, followed by enormous group of people, their posts have hundreds of notes. Proven to be trolls - lol. Do you tell yourself that before sleep? You have your queer representationm in the show, it was called Sanvers and AgentCanary. CANON. But you decided to ignore that for a CRACK ship. Suit yourself.

(part 3) so I am stuck with relationships that I don’t really relate to but at least the genders are right. Supercorp is that ship I really relate to. I relate to Kara so much and Lena is exactly my type. It is that one time where I say hey that is like me. I know it won’t happen and that isn’t the problem. Karolsen is also a non-canon ship that people want why wasn’t karolsen made fun of? Before you say it is the fandom I urge you to remember that isn’t most of us.

…you can’t find a ship you can relate along a lot LGBT ships to, but you relate to a ship made by an ALIEN superhero and a super rich genius? It sounds like you need to have some super high standards to relate to a ship. It’s like, you are a blonde, so you can relate to Kara. It sounds like that. And oh boi, my asexual ass can relate so much to the characters in the tv shows - so many characters. TONS. Not that like every of them always just has to end with a romantic interest *sarcasm* Also, I don’t get why you even start to talk about it - ship whatever shit you want and relate to any shit you want - did I say you can’t or something?

And wow, you can’t relate to a lot of ships, just to that ONE, but you can relate to WHOLE SC fandom, made by different people and whatever. Yay.

Karolsen was canon, what show you watch for god’s sake? And Jesus, Karolsen was thrashed in s1 by people. Hello?

(part 4) It left me feeling bad and guilty about who I ship & that the people I look up to hate me. I have something called Borderline Personality Disorder & often think I am worthless & am terrified of abandonment. When the cast said that stuff at SDCC I felt abandoned by people who have never even met me. It made me feel so worthless & awful that these people who I love and support who don’t even know who I am hate me. But please, go on about how awful the sc fandom is and deserved it.

And sorry, but you totally MISSED the point of my fic. it is a satire. It points flaws and problems that run in your precious oh so no abusive and toxic fandom. There is not a SINGLE line that says you should feel ashamed of shipping it. All thing I put there were created by your fandom. YOUR fandom created these things. YOUR fandom started putting abusive not karamel fics in karamel tags. I wrote that fic because of abusive assholes from your fandom.

I’m sorry you have to deal with your problems and health issues but I ask you again - WHY you read stuff that is CLEARLY not for you and WHY you don’t protect yourself? You want me to make me feel guilty or something? Sorry, but I don’t feel this way, abusive assholes FROM SC FANDOM who told me I should kill myself or sent me gross shit right after my mother died and I was super depressed made my skin thick. But ok, I only have anxiety now, so my problems are not as valid as yours, I guess? Becasue I ship a former slave owner with your precious Kara, huh? Hot damn, life is brutal. Also, I guess people who ship only becasue it makes them happy and they don’t have problems in life are not important and their opinions are not valid. Only people who deal with shit can talk and ship. And their ships are valid. LOL

I think you didn’t realize, but the cast members don’t hate anyone. It’s horrible you felt that way, but they don’t hate you. But you, who deal with your mental problems should understand that they were harassed by fanatic shippers for months and have had enough. And they sang a song about two women being friends. Did they say sc sucks? No. Did they say you should not ship them? No. Did they say you suck? No. Think about it. If you feel hurt by my fic, then think about the cast members that had to read gross shit that was post about them and if you really loved them, think about how they felt.

And seriously - I kind of get what you wanted to say, I kind of know what you feel but I don’t give a CRAP. Why? Because the amount of shit I see from your fandom makes me want to throw up, makes my anxiety worse, wants me to put bleach into my eyes. I understand that you want to be a part of cute, amazing fandom that is nice and cool and wahtever, but it isn’t. Your fandom is a home for some of the worst abusive people I have met on tumblr. And no, not FEW. I guess, I should just ignore the haters, cheer for SC fandom and shut up, huh? Sorry, maybe in a different life.

But seriously, protect yourself, no one is going to do it for you. You mental health is more important than reading a dumb crack fic and sending long ass message to a person you don’t even know.

#no one said i am a good person #just saying #anons #le sigh #people and their problems

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stuclyblrs · 7 years

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hi everyone !!!! i’m a rising freshman at college/uni and thinking back on the college apps process i realized that i learned a lot that i would like to share !! i was successful with my college apps so im hoping i can give good advice✨

want to see more of this series? click here for the rest of the posts !!

the basics

tbh i personally loved going on campus tours !!! i think they are a very important aspect of the application process and shouldn’t be overlooked. a campus tour can easily make or break ur college list. additionally, if it wasn’t for campus tours, i would’ve never found the ~perfect~ school 4 me

scheduling - a lot of posts abt tours i’ve seen say to try and go when class is in schedule to get the campus vibe but tbh even if u go during the summer u can still get a good feel of what the school is gonna be like i only did my tours over the summer and u can still get a rly good feel based on the campus itself and the small number of students are there !

info sessions - if an info session is offered before the tour then please try and go to it ! they provide some of the basics about a school and often have a small q&a session with the admissions officer running it

the tour itself - if you can hang around the front of the group. this will allow you to hear better, easily ask questions, and possibly overhear someone else asking a question that you might not of thought of. just trying not to constantly invade your guide’s personal space or bombard them with so many questions that they can’t give anyone else attention

ask for what you want to see - idk whose idea this was but so many tours that i went on did not show a classroom which makes no sense since you are here to learn. if you do not visit a classroom or any other facility you would like to see (for me, i made sure to visit the main libraries), then ask after the tour if you can see one! i rly did not have a problem with this and most people told me where there were open buildings where classrooms could be seen. just remember that you still might not be able to visit certain locations as most university buildings only allow students to enter (it never hurts to ask)

with this being said, pay attention on tours for classrooms. while the tour might not stop in one, there’s a good chance you could walk by one so peak through the windows (if their isnt a class in session there - dont be creepy) so you can get a feel for what they look like.

why you should go - as long as time/money permit, then you should visit every college you can. like i already mentioned (and will explain later in this post), a campus tour can help decide if a school is truly right for you. going on a campus tour also shows demonstrated interest in school which can only be a positive when it comes to applying. the school will have on record that you visited there and then you automatically end up on their mailing lists (if you can’t visit make sure u sign up for the mailing list for this same reason). even if u have unofficially gone to a school hundreds of times do a campus tour

note taking

i didn’t actually see a whole lot of other students taking notes but i felt it was important in remembering details about the school and to gather information (if needed) for the why X school essay. i had a small notebook that i would write the important things from the info sessions, the feel/look of the campus itself, the vibe other students gave, the way the dorms/classrooms/cafeteria/library looked, answers to any questions i asked, or whatever else i felt was important. just remember to give your tour guide respect and pay attention to them more than your notebook

as you can see i took note taking very seriously

asking questions

this is super important as it’s the best time to understand what a school is like from an actual student. while they are there to sell u a school, they’re still gonna be more honest then info pamphlets

questions to ask

what made u choose X school among others?

this question is so !!! important !!!! i think this can help you grasp what kind of student fits w/ a particular school. if you end up with a tour guide who gives an insightful response, it can help reveal the values of both the school and the students. if u are like me and didnt have any top picks in mind beforehand or didnt rly know what you want in a school this can be helpful in understanding why people have their top choices and why they feel attachment to a certain school. additionally, if you are torn between two (or more!) schools when it comes to decision time, this can help u determine which school will be a better fit.

however, in my experience, many students tend to respond to this “i just had the right feeling when i visited the school” or some variation of this so you might not always get the best answer but try to get them to elaborate a bit more. for example, one of my tour guides was from london so i asked her why she wanted to go to school in america and what made her choose this school over other american colleges. while it’s not directly asking why X school i was able to get a more detailed answer to this question !

what are some unique traditions that X school has?

this ties into the previous question as it involves reasons for selecting one school over another but the main reason to ask this is for the “why X school” essay (i’ll talk about how to do these in a later post). not every school will have this extra essay, but many do so it’s important to be prepared ! this will give you content that’s more in depth and shows that you did research on the school

what’s the student body like?

are they super involved in service/volunteering? do sports function as the main social events? are people quiet and chill or major partiers?

while i talked about this in my post about researching schools, now is the best time to understand the ~vibe~ a school as. you should also observe other students around you and see what they are doing. you don’t need to ask the specific questions/similar ones that i listed, but make sure you get a general idea ! (unless of course you want to ask specifically about these things)

specific programs for your major

if you know what you would like to study, then ask questions about their specific program. (i did not know what i wanted to study, so i didnt ask these kinds of questions and unfortunately can’t offer much advice on how to ask)

ask about your tour guide’s major

if your major is not their major, they might not be able to provide much information outside of the general facts about it but ask about their major(s) ! i’m sure they’ll be glad to talk about what they are studying and it can give you a feel how the academics work in general about the school (especially if your major is within the same college/school @ the university b/c policies and whatnot will be very similar.)

@studywithanu has a guide on asking questions on campus tours written from their perpsective as a tour guide please check it out !

questions to NOT ask i can’t speak for tour guides on what they find annoying and what they don’t but just on the few campus tours that i went on i heard so much of the same bullshit questions (not trying to be harsh but some of it got to me). who knows, maybe some of these questions are only bad in my opinion but honestly i felt people could be using their time to ask better questions

what’s the difference between early action/early decision?

pal not to be rude but if u dont know this at this point then one props to u for not being completely obsessed with the college apps process as i was and two u have access to google.....it’s right there

but in seriousness, why waste your time on a generic question that can be easily found out and isn’t specific to the school you’re visiting ?? the purpose of the tour is to learn about one school not the application terminology. it amazed me how many different people i heard ask this

in case if u don’t know what the difference is i’m gonna tell u right here cause im feeling nice !

early decision - this is binding folks ! only apply ED if ur sure that your school is ur number one choice and you can’t picture yourself anywhere else and you’ll die if you dont go here. also u need to be able to afford it. the only way u can be let go of ur agreement is if the financial aid offered to you is too low (like way too low) and the cost will prevent you from attending college that’s it ! you can’t change ur mind b/c you think you like somewhere else better or somewhere else gave u larger scholarship. additionally, you submit your application (often november) earlier and find out about ur admissions status earlier (often december). note: some schools have ED II which basically is still ED, but you submit ur application at the same time as regular decision and you hear back earlier (normally february)

early action - non-binding ! apply to as many schools EA if you want. like ED, the application process is completed earlier and you are notified of ur status earlier too. unlike ED, you are not bound to any EA school and can wait to accept or decline until their deadline (may 1st is the majority for most universities). sometimes, a school’s EA might have a greater acceptance rate due the lower amount of students but the competition might be stronger so keep that in mind ! note: there are some schools w/ restrictive EA meaning you can only apply to that school EA and no others (you are not bound to admissions tho) this is most common in the ivies and generally you won’t come across it much.

what’s the average gpa/sat/act scores or what’s the acceptance rate?

again, why waste ur time on facts that can be easily googled and were most likely presented to you in the information session

this will make you seem uninformed and ill-prepared, which we don’t want. ask the best questions you possibly can !

how did you get in/what did u do in hs/what were ur grades

while i (thank god) never encountered this on a tour, i do know people can be very upfront with asking other studyblrs/appblrs these questions - maybe it’s just due to the anonymous feature on here but sometimes people are quite rude about asking these kind of questions

while i do not think asking someone with a study/appblr what their activities in high school is bad (as we are here to discuss these kind of things), the question “how did you get in to X school” needs to stop getting asked in general b/c guess what - none of us know which little detail of our applications made the admissions officer know you’d be the perfect fit for the school

instead try asking them about their current activities (gives you an insight on how the students are involved) and if they find the academics to be just the right level of challenging

anything that can be easily found on a school’s website

i know im basically repeating myself but if it can be found on the first few pages under the admissions section online or in any of their info pamphlets, then don’t ask it. it’s a waste of time - you want this tour to allow you to make an informed decision on if you should apply to this school. if you only go to learn stuff that you know is online (even if u dont know it off the top of ur head or haven’t looked it up yet) then what was the point of visiting at all ?

however, if you need more clarification about anything posted online (such as deadlines !) then ask away

is it right for me?

okay you’ve done all your research, visited all the schools on your list. now it’s time to ask are these schools right for me? should i apply here? there isn’t a right or wrong answer only you can determine if you should apply. since this is a bit more difficult to write clear-cut advice for here’s some examples from my personal experience

in case if you haven’t read my previous posts, the only factor i knew that i wanted out of a school was for it to be located in a big city, so all the schools i visited/applied to were in some major cities in the northeast. there was one school that i had high hopes for since it was located in the city but still had a traditional campus (hard factor to find in cities). however, upon traveling to this college, i discovered it’s on the outskirts of the city and a bit too far for my liking (i felt that if i attended i wouldn’t leave and explore the city daily, only on certain occasions if i felt like going out). additionally, i did not like the vibe the admissions officer that hosted the info session gave off. these two things were enough for me to say this is not the school for me, so after the info session my mom and i left and skipped the tour

when it came to the school that i will be attending, i only knew that it was my number one choice because of the campus tour. it was the last school i visited and while i had liked most of the schools i visited, i knew none of them were necessarily the “one” for me. they were all nice but my general reaction was just kind of okay i’ll still apply here onto the next school.... i hate that i can’t give a proper explanation as /why/ it was the right school (i always hated when my tour guides would say they picked their school based on a feeling), but yes i did have that feeling where i knew this was it. i could tell the students values aligned with mine, it was right in the city, it has an A+ study abroad program, strong academics, and more that i can’t put into words. if this doesn’t happen to you, do not be alarmed (tbh im surprised it happened to me) you don’t need to find the one for you to love your school. in fact, not having a dream school might be better b/c you can focus on your options logically and not get stuck on one school

a side note to this is my aunt always thought this one school was her top choice and that she had to go there but when she finally got a chance to visit, she absolutely hated it and later found a university that she loved (she still goes to football games regularly) don’t underestimate the campus tour !

can’t visit a school?

you still have several options to use even if you can’t visit somewhere (or even if u can these are still helpful)

virtual campus tours

youvisit - super neat campus simulation and some schools even have a virtual tour guide

campustours - also includes interactive maps

youtube channels

look for day in life vids, dorm tours, or any other content posted by students at the school + they’re gonna be more honest since it isn’t their job to sell u the school

school’s website/youtube

check the school website/youtube channel and see if they have maps or any kind of virtual tour

wow this was very lengthy so i rly hope this helps everyone ! if you have any other questions please feel free to send me an ask! my next post will cover basics to the common app so check back soon !

#appblr #studyblr #appblr18 #college applications #appblr 2018 #appse #this is so long i died making this #adkjcsjkd im prolly posting this too late for co '18 oh well #mine

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bardqueenofgallifrey · 7 years

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okay ur plan for a bill/jenny+vastra meetup is a lot better, how about just summery Clara/Bill platonic fluff since it's winter for you suckers down there ; )

this is set between Knock Knock and Oxygen for Bill. and Ashildr/Me got herself in here far too much, whoops!

posted on AO3 here because I was so taken with it.

The invitation comes the way it did the last time - mysterious letter through the door, older than every other bit of mail by a noticeable amount, yellowing with age.

Uphill Slipway beach, Saturday, noon.

Bill grins.

Come Saturday, she takes the bus from Bristol to Uphill, just under an hour and a half, and enjoys the peacefulness of the journey that gets her through her weird playlist that’s just a mix of David Bowie and Hayley Kiyoko.

It’s a beautiful day, with just a right amount of wind and plenty of sun. Bill smiles into the breeze and basks in the feeling of the sun on her face.

A familiar diner is perched just on the edge of the dunes, but none of the locals seem to be paying it any notice. Bill heads inside, and sees a familiar face - the shorter brunette with the nose piercing, who is always rolling her eyes but never at Bill.

She’s nice to Bill, actually. There’s something compelling about her, a weight to her eyes and her words, that almost reminds Bill of the Doctor.

Not to mention, she tends to flirt with Bill at the most surprising moments, which is fun.

“Hey, Me,” Bill says.

“Hello Bill,” Me says, from where she’s perched on the counter painting her toenails a deep purple colour. “She’s out on the beach, not too far off. Green sundress, you won’t miss her.”

“She’s a bit hard to miss,” Bill replies, and Me indulges her with a nod, and a small smile.

“You look nice,” Me says, eyes trailing over Bill’s colourful jumpsuit (the one she had worn on her first trip to another world) and the denim shorts it was tucked into.

Bill tries not to blush. “Thanks. You look nice too.” It isn’t surprising that Me’s beach getup is more sophisticated - a wrap dress over what looks like a modest swimsuit, as well as a large floppy hat.

Me smiles again. “Thank you.”

Bill lingers awkwardly, her stupid little crush making her want to prolong the conversation. “So I’ll, uh… go see her, then.”

Me nods.

“See you out there?” Bill asks, trying not to sound too hopeful.

“Perhaps.”

There’s something to Me’s soft eyes and the curl of her smile that makes Bill think Me is all too aware of Bill’s little crush, but it doesn’t feel like it’s returned so much as a source of flattery and faint amusement. Not in a cruel way, though. It’s like… it’s like Me is just in a level that Bill could never comprehend. That’s what it feels like.

Bill ducks out of the diner and heads for the beach, and sure enough spots a figure in a green sundress.

Clara Oswald stands at the water’s edge, with her feet in the sand, letting in the waves come in and cascade over her feet and ankles. Her face is tilted up to the sky and her eyes are closed, a content smile on her lips.

“You made it,” she says, as Bill approaches, without looking around.

“Seriously, how do you do that? It’s like him all over again,” Bill says, amazed, and Clara just laughs a little, but in that way that is always a little bit sad whenever the Doctor is brought up.

She finally turns to look at Bill, and Bill has to stop and take a moment, like she always does, at just how beautiful she is.

Like, the oh my god I’m so gay how do girls do that, how am I standing in front of an actual goddess right now. That kind of taking a moment.

Weirdly, Bill is more in awe of Clara than crushing on her, unlike with Me. She’s not quite sure why that is, but she suspects it’s because Clara always feels like the Doctor’s, like she’s out of Bill’s reach in a way that’s impossible to describe.

“Hey,” Clara says, more softly. Those huge eyes of hers are warm, like they always are, but with that hint of sadness too.

“Hey yourself,” Bill says, swallowing. “Look, I’ve still got my shoes on, so could we maybe walk or sunbathe instead of standing by the water? If we’re gonna talk?”

Clara loops her arm through Bill’s and they start walking along the water’s edge.

“How have you been?”

“Yeah, good. I mean it’s been completely mental, but it’s been good. How about you?”

Clara nods. “Well enough, yeah.” She grins, genuinely for the first time. “Me and I have been hanging out with Queen Victoria.”

“Firstly, I will never get used to how weird your sentences sound when her name is Me, like seriously how have you not lost your mind yet?” Bill asks, amazed. “But also… Queen Victoria?! Seriously?! What’s she like?”

“You know, she’s surprisingly good company,” Clara says with a grin. “And she lets me try on her dresses sometimes. I actually got mistaken for her, once.”

“That’s insane,” Bill says. “I wish I could meet someone cool from history.”

“Who would you want to meet?”

“Sappho,” Bill says seriously. “God, I want to meet Sappho. I have no idea what I’d say, but to hear a full poem would just… complete my whole life.”

“Why haven’t you gotten the Doctor to take you?”

“He reckons me dying a gay death would be unproductive,” Bill says, sighing as she recalls the conversation where he had expressed genuine concern for her wellbeing when she’d brought up the idea.

Clara bursts out laughing. “Well, he might have a point. You do have a bit of a tendency to, uh-”

“Get extremely overwhelmed by beautiful women, yeah,” Bill says, snorting. “Kind of amazed I manage to keep my wits about me as much as I do when I’m with you, actually.”

Clara lifts an eyebrow, and Bill blushes and pushes her with her shoulder so that Clara stumbles towards the water and gets her feet wet again.

“Shut up, you know what I mean,” Bill says, “I’m not hitting on you, it’s just a fact, you’ve got to be one of the most gorgeous people to exist on this whole planet.”

Clara smiles, in a way that makes it look like her cheeks should be flushed with colour, but they aren’t. In fact, Bill’s never seen her blush, which is weird, come to think of it.

“Well, thank you,” Clara says as she falls back into step with Bill, “you’re fairly something yourself. Me certainly thinks so.”

“Yeah?” Bill asks, possibly with a bit too much interest.

“Well, she paints a lot, and some of the figures are starting to look suspiciously like you. Unless she’s become interested in afros for another reason.”

“That’s… encouraging,” Bill says, surprised.

Clara glances at her. “You know that nothing could really-”

“Yeah, I know,” Bill is quick to say, “I’m not stupid, I know a weird unavailable-and-possibly-alien figure when I see one.”

It's not like Bill has ever seriously thought something would happen between her and Me. Not even taking into the account the fact that Me travels around in a weird TARDIS diner, there's just something about Me. That idea of her being outside of Bill's comprehension, somehow. But it doesn't stop Bill from enjoying a harmless crush.

“She was human once,” Clara says. “But that was… a very long time ago. And now she is something… someone completely different.”

“It’s alright, last person I had a crush on before her turned into a puddle and tried to kill me, remember?”

“Oh yeah.” Clara makes a face. “That was rough.”

They walk in silence for a while, just enjoying the beach and the weather. When the question finally comes, it’s as cautious as it ever is.

“So… how is he?” Clara asks.

“He’s good, I think,” Bill says, honestly. “I mean, it’s hard to know, because he’s the Doctor, but he seems a bit better to how he was when I met him, you know? A bit lighter. Happier. I do catch him looking sad sometimes. Sometimes he’s looking at those pictures on his desk - you know, the girl and the lady with the mental hair. But sometimes he’s just staring off out of the window, and it’s like he doesn’t know that he’s sad, you know?”

“Yeah, I do,” Clara says with a sigh. “But he hasn’t mentioned me at all?”

“Nah,” Bill says, and the familiar mixture of relief and sadness takes over Clara’s face. “Man, I hate having to tell you that. I know this is only the third time, but seriously. I know it’s what’s important, to keep him safe, but it’s obviously killing you.”

“It’s the way it has to be,” Clara replies, shrugging. “The main thing is that he’s okay.”

“Are you okay, though?”

Clara gives her a big smile. “I’m always okay.” It isn’t quite believable, but Bill nods anyway.

They head back the way they came, and come across Me lying on a blanket in the sun with a book.

“Everything alright?” She asks when they lie down either side of her.

“Still nothing,” Clara tells her. “We’re good.”

“So when the Doctor asks me how my weekend was, I suppose I’ll need to make something up,” Bill says thoughtfully.

“Just tell him you went to the beach with some friends,” Me replies, turning the page of her book.

“My weird friends with their TARDIS that looks like a diner, who know him but he can’t remember because it was that or him tearing the universe apart to stay with Clara?”

“Probably leave that bit out,” Clara says, smiling.

“… can we make a sandcastle? I haven’t done that in years.”

“I haven’t done that in centuries,” Me says, eyes sparking as she sets her book aside, and that kind of comment should really give Bill more pause, but it doesn’t. “Clara?”

Clara doesn’t look overly keen, but groans and gets up when they do.

“Alright!” Bill says enthusiastically. “Now, I read a whole book about sandcastle building once, so I know all the tricks. Between the three of us, we’ll have something properly amazing. You’ve just got to follow my lead.”

“Lead away, Miss Potts,” Me says with a grin, and Bill grins back.

#midcentury-stardust #bill potts #clara oswald #ashildr #doctor who #dw ficlets #my ficlets #my oneshots #let's be honest #this isn't a ficlet lmao #prompt fills #my fanfics

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