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kidge-planet · 10 months

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quick kidge headcanon

I saw a lot of people headcanonning ( idk if I can say it like that but whateverrrrr) pidge and keith having feelings since the beginning of the show... I really like to think that too but that's not what I headcanon. My headcanon is that pidge had feeling since a long time ( the first season...) while keith didn't. he relly liked her but nothing more, he was too focused on finding who he actually was and about the whole "Being a paladin" thing to actually pay her attention. (h=He would still care a lot about her but nothing more...) Plus , I think that Keith wasn't mature enough at the beginning of the show to concider his self with a girl as smart as Pidge, I even think I would prefer to be alone because he could think that she is a very complex person that loves complex things. too complex for him. ( I know, they seem to work well together all along but I feel like keith would be so focused on his self that he wouldn't notice.)

pidge understood that Keith wasn't paying her attention so she would give up on him, assuming that he thinks she is a nerd and a weirdo ( because that's something everyone always told her all her life). She decided to focus on finding her father and brother back...

THEN, Keith left for the BOM and that's when he realised: he now knew who he was and wasn't a paladin anymore. and he will surprise his self missing her a lot. When he stayed in the Quantom abyss with Krolia, that gave him a LOT of time to think about it and to realise how special, cute and amazing she was ( I could have went longer with all the good reasons to fall in love with her but im trying to make it short here lol) . Pidge was never scared and always full of determination. he figured that he cared deeply about her, more than he thought. She was the only one that he actually understood and the fancy science words she used were artificial, they have more in common then he thought, after all...

during Keith's time in the Quantom abyss, Pidge gave up on him. She thought he would never care about her and so she stopped thinnking about it because she didn't wanted to be hurt. she still missed him, but she had to stay focused, she was a paladin.

BUT! When Keith came back With ROMELLEEEEEEEEE, she felt a little confused ( I noticed how distant Pidge was with Romelle.)

The reunion between them was quick (as you know) but even if they had the time to find each other back and to talk, or Pidge would've huged him, or both would've been like "ha, good to see you." because they felt too awkward ( about their feelings or about the fact that they don't know if the other would like contact... I feel like pidge would think that Keith doesn't feel confortable with physical touch and I feel like Keith would be scared that she finds him weird.)

Now, there we go with season 7:

they travel into space blablabla...

You can see that Keith snaps at everyone except pidge, when he has hallucinations, she is the one that jumped on his arm to calm him down and it actually worked (bfhiagruhzvbihggbhffgbyizgri, just the fact that she is holding on his arm to calm him is killing me, help)

In that same episode you can see how sweet he is when he talks to her. You can see more tha, that in that episode and in the begenning of season 7 but im going straight to the point here....................

Then they got back to earth they went in a mission together and I think you saw the episode so I don't really have to do a recap of it. basicallly, you can imagine how their relationn grew and here is my Head canon( Yeah, I talk a lot):

As you know, after defeating Sendak, the paladins had free time . I headcanon Pidge and Keith spending a lot of time together on earth without the other paladins ( just chilling in her room and stuffs) . They flirt a lot without even noticing. When they go back in the Atlas, you can see that they got very close to each other. Eating together, or always being next to each other in whatever situation their in.

I like to think that they're secretly dating during season 8, since episode 1. The night Allura and Lance had they're date, Keith had no one to spend his last night on earth with. It didn't bother him, of course because he likes to be alone. But when he heard that pidge wasn't doing anything special for her last day on earth ( because her family is coming in the Atlas and Sam had to work for the it untile late that night.) He immediately asked her to hang out which he immediately accepted. So they spent their last night on earth together and, eventually started dating that same day ( spicy last night on earth if you wanted to know...)

Now, we all know that the both are introverts and so, they kept their relation for them until the end of the mission on the Atlas. ( So yes, after Allura's death, unfortunatly.)

ACTUALLY, I have too many kidge headcanons. I also like to think the they got closer in the Atlas and that they started dating after the mission.

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tessaliagrey · 3 years

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Day 7 - Free Day

Summary: A family visit.

Author’s notes:

Okay, you guys (may) know I’m a sucker for BoFenn. I mean, yeah, I know, we see them together in only two episodes of Rebels, but I mean, come on! They just have that “I made heart eyes at her/ at him when I was younger” dynamic. To me, it feels like they have met before, most likely during the Mandalorian Civil War when they were much younger and maybe again during Bo’s regency. The fighting scenes in those episodes look like they have fought side by side before. And the way they talk together about Sabine; they are no strangers. Face it, they have potential ;-P

I like the fact that in order to save Satine, Korkie teams up with Bo-Katan. It’s like “Let’s break Auntie Satine out of prison – again – but this time, we’re gonna bring guns”. To me, Korkie feels like someone who knows that violence is always the worst answer and who will always try to find a better solution to a problem. But he’s no one to just sit there and watch things go overboard. He will take action if needed. I like the idea that he is kind of a middle ground between Satine and Bo-Katan.

This is written from Fenn’s POV.

I wrote this in one sitting tonight because I didn’t have anything for today until today, so be merciful with your judgement 🥰

Tagging: @bokatanweek

This is quite long, so maybe its more confortable to read it on AO 3.

07 - Free Day

It wasn’t the first time that Fenn had been to Evaar’la Yaim, the colony of the New Mandalorian exiles. The place at the edge of the galaxy that Bo-Katan and Korkie had picked to hide the survivors of Maul’s and Death Watch’s coup on Mandalore and the subsequent rise of the Galactic Empire almost twenty years ago. Evaar’la Yaim was one of the best guarded secrets in the galaxy. A safe haven for those Maul and the Empire would rather see dead.

Bo-Katan had deemed it sensible after being made Mand’alor, that, as leader of the Protectors, Fenn should know about this place. Just in case.

This time, it wasn’t a visit out of necessity, but for joyful reasons. Korkie’s wife had given birth to their fifth child a few weeks ago, and now Bo-Katan had finally found the time for a short visit. Two nights was all they could spare; Mandalore demanded Bo-Katan’s full attention.

Fenn walked out of their ship and onto the grass-covered clearing they had landed in. He had taken his armor off and just wore some gray pants and a black shirt. Though Korkie seemed to have no problem with his aunt being a warrior and wearing armor, others on this planet would always frown upon it. Korkie and Bo-Katan had deemed it sensible that for the durations of her short visits, she’d forgo the armor. And since he accompanied her, Fenn followed suit.

The planet Bo-Katan and Korkie had picked was a mixture of everything. Woods, lakes, mountains, plains,… You name it. It must have been inhabited at one point by others; ruins of a different civilization dotted the planet’s surface all over the northern hemisphere. The people, however, must have been long gone.

The Mandalorians in exile had taken the ruins of the larger settlements and used them as a base for their own permanent settlements. Bo-Katan had explained to Fenn that in the beginning, all it was were tents and mobile command units. There was nothing else left. The rebuilding of the ruined settlements had taken time, but by now, they were viable towns, if not small cities. The planet had gone from dependent on supplies from outside to self-sustaining within just over a decade.

As Fenn walked out into the clearing, he saw that Bo-Katan was already waiting for him. Fenn had seen her out of armor more than once. Mostly in training gear when they sparred. But now and then… He was her Protector – the only Protector, for now – and as that, he was around her almost all the time. He’d had to go and wake her up on more than one occasion, and he was one of the very few who knew what clothes the Mand’alor slept in. Or how she looked with tousled hair. Or how beautiful her face was when she slept soundly.

Fenn sighed and reminded himself that he shouldn’t be having thoughts like that about his ruler. But he just couldn’t help it. Even now, with her wearing just standard black pants and a black tunic, he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

At first, Fenn had thought it was just a crush. That she was ‘just his type’. But the better he got to know her, the more he fell for her. Now, a year later, he was pretty damn sure it wasn’t a crush. It was love. But still, she was the ruler, and he was her Protector. And that was all they could be.

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They walked the short distance from the woods to the small city mostly in silence, enjoying the warm sun on their faces, the fragrant air blowing in a gentle breeze and the sound of small animals hidden in the undergrowth. This world was so different from the dust ball they called home.

After a few minutes, they came across one of the main roads and took it to get to the city’s main gate.

Other people were on the road, too. Some on foot like them, others in speeders or on speeder bikes. Someone was pulling a large, fruit-laden cart tied behind one of the domesticated larger local animals. Some people threw them sideway glances, others even ogled them openly. But most people just ignored them. And some very few even nodded their heads or smiled.

The first time Fenn had been here, Bo-Katan had warned him about all the different kinds of reactions her visits got. But that, given that she was partially responsible for Satine’s death, being largely ignored was probably the best she could hope for.

When they were finally in view of the main gate, Fenn heard a high-pitched squeal and saw a young girl break into a run in their direction.

“Aunt Bo!”, the girl yelled, making everybody around them watch and shake their heads.

Fenn was pretty sure the girl didn’t even notice. She didn’t even slow down much when she reached them, but threw herself into her great-aunt’s arms.

“Hey, Ca’tra,” Bo-Katan managed to say, despite her breath being knocked out of her. Fenn had to chuckle.

“I saw your ship!”, the girl explained excitedly. “Buir said I could go and pick you up at the gate.”

“Thank you, ad’ika,” Bo-Katan said smiling, detangling herself from her grandniece. She pointed at Fenn. “Do you remember Fenn?”

“Sure,” the girl said with a broad grin, waving.

“My lady,” Fenn said and bowed slightly, only to watch the girl role her eyes. He grinned.

The girl, Ca’tra, took Bo-Katan’s hand and started to pull her towards the city.

“Come on,” she said impatiently. “Dinner’s almost ready. And Ka’ra is like having a growth spurt, so if we’re not home on time, she’ll have eaten it all.”

And so, Bo-Katan let herself be pulled through the city gates by an eight-year-old, a big grin plastered on her face. Fenn followed smiling.

###

Like the first time he had been here about a year ago, Fenn marveled at the city the exiles had built. Or re-built, in a way. Everywhere, the old structures could still be seen. It was a symbiosis of old and new. Some houses had the ground floor made of the yellowish stones that all ruins here seemed to be made of, while the top floor was all dura- and transparisteel. Classical Mandalorian architecture, intertwined with the remnants of a lost civilization.

The city itself was positioned on top of a hill, and the three of them had to walk uphill to get closer to the city’s center. Bo-Katan and Ca’tra made easy conversation.

“How is everybody else?”, Bo-Katan wanted to know.

“Well, Elyria has been taking flying lessons, and I think she’s kind of good at it. Evy is kind of annoying right now. She’s like super giggly and she starts to think boys are cute.” The girl shook herself, like she couldn’t fathom how that could possibly be. Fenn raised his eyebrows, Bo-Katan snorted.

“And as I said, Ka’ra is having a growth spurt. I mean…How much food can possibly fit into a five-year-old? Apart from that, she’s as annoying as ever.”

“And your parents?” Fenn inquired.

“Tired,” Ca’tra said, grinning. “But that’s all Ijaat’s fault. She cries a lot.”

“She’s just a few weeks old,” Bo-Katan tries to reason.

“Yeah, I know, I know,” Ca’tra answers with a sigh, and Bo-Katan affectionately ruffled the girl’s hair.

Fenn realized suddenly that the girls name, Ca’tra – Night Sky – was very apt. The girl had the pale Kryze skin, but dark brown hair and rosy cheeks like her mother. Her eyes were a deep blue, just like the night sky.

About halfway up the main street, they turned right, and the girl guided them through several smaller streets and alleys, before she stopped at a door that could have been any door in the city.

“Home sweet home,” Ca’tra said and punched in the key code that opened the door.

As the door slid open, the noise of several people talking all at once suddenly flooded out into the street.

“We’re here!” Ca’tra yelled into the hall. “Tell me you haven’t started dinner yet!”

Two other girls suddenly appeared. One about fifteen; tall, and with red-blonde hair and green eyes, she looked much like Bo-Katan, though her face looked more like her mother’s.

“Aunt Bo!” she said and embraced her aunt, though much gentler than her younger sister had.

“Hey, Elyria, how are you?” Bo-Katan asked, hugging her back in return.

“Good. There is-“

“Move over, I wanna say hello, too,” the other girl said, tugging at her older sister’s clothes.

Elyria let go and let her younger sister throw her arms around Bo-Katan’s middle. Apart from the blue eyes, this one – Ka’ra, Fenn remembered – looked like a miniature version of Bo-Katan. The same face, the same flaming red hair. Even the same freckles. Just the eyes were the pale bluish-gray eyes of her father.

“Come on,” Ka’ra said, tugging at Bo-Katan’s hand. “I’m starving.”

“So we heard,” Bo-Katan answered grinning.

The rest of the family was inside the large living area. Fenn liked the Kryze’s house. It felt…yaim’la. It was a place so full of life. A bit chaotic, a bit loud, and lots of love.

“Aunt Bo!” Korkie Kryze exclaimed as he walked over to hug is aunt.

In Fenn’s memory, Korkie Kryze was a lanky fourteen-year-old with a talent to attract trouble. And though he had seen the boy – no, the man – only a year ago, Fenn still hat trouble to reconcile the adult in front of him with his mental picture. Korkie Kryze was just a tat taller than his aunt, his hair blonde, and his eyes bright blue. And one point, he had grown a well-kept, close-cropped beard.

The biggest shock, however, was seeing Korkie’s second daughter. Evy Kryze was the spitting image of Duchess Satine in her early teens. The twelve-year-old just waved over from the table she helped setting.

Korkie’s wife was walking up and down in front a large window front, gently rocking a small infant in her arms. She smiled at them and came over.

“Sorry for the chaos,” she said, gesturing at the general surroundings. “You’d think that by kid number five, we’d get the hang of it…”

Bo-Katan waved her off. “Who cares?” she answered.

Before they got any further, Ka’ra yelled across the room. “Can we eat now?”

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Dinner had been a joyful and delicious affair, and Fenn felt stuffed and content. He was now sitting on one of the comfortable couches next to Bo-Katan and had to take care not to doze off.

It would be all too easy. He was sitting on one of the sides, being pushed into the downy cushions. Bo-Katan was right next to him, being pushed into his side by Ca’tra, who was leaning into her. All Fenn would need to do was rest his head at the back of the couch and close his eyes.

It was slowly growing dark outside, and the younger children were yawning now and again, though they tried to hide it.

“All right, girls,” Korkie eventually said. “Time for bed.”

He was met with loud wailing from his daughters, but in the end, he managed to usher them all upstairs.

Bo-Katan now had a lot more room on the couch, but to Fenn’s great surprise, she didn’t really move. Korkie’s wife flopped down on next to them, the baby asleep in her arms.

“I though Ca’tra might have exaggerated when she said how much Ka’ra is eating right now,” Bo-Katan began. “But dang…that girl really is on a growth spurt, huh?”

“Oh, and you haven’t even seen the worst of it,” Soniee replied. “It’s moments like that I’m glad we don’t have any boys. I remember how Korkie and Amis used to eat at fourteen… Nothing was safe from them.”

“I bet,” Fenn answered, and the women chuckled.

“You were like that, too?” Soniee asked, looking at Fenn.

“You bet I was.”

Before their conversation could get anywhere near other topics, the noise level upstairs escalated again.

“Mom!” yelled one of the girls. “Can you come up?”

Soniee sighed.

“Here, can you take Ijaat for a second?” she asked Bo-Katan. “I’ll be right back.”

“Uhm, sure,” Bo-Katan answered, but Fenn thought he detected a hint of panic in her voice.

Soniee placed the infant in Bo-Katan’s arms and headed up the stairs.

Next to him, Fenn could feel Bo-Katan let out a long, low breath.

“You alright?” Fenn asked quietly.

“I’m always afraid I’ll break them,” Bo-Katan answered, an apologetic smile on her face. “I mean sure, I carried Korkie around as a baby, but that’s like almost forty years ago now. And Ursa used to shove baby Sabine into my arms on occasion. But it’s not like I got any real practice or experience.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” Fenn answered. And he did. Both of them had no children of their own. And though Fenn knew that neither of them actively regretted not having children, it were moments like this that still made you think of the what ifs.

Fenn leaned in closer to get a better look at the small child. She looked so peaceful in her sleep.

“She’s a lucky girl,” Fenn says, though why he says it out loud, he doesn’t know.

“She is, isn’t she,” Bo-Katan agrees. Then she sighs. “I don’t think I could live here all the time,” she continues. “But it’s good to be here now and again. With family.”

Fenn nods. Family. His family used to be the Protectors on Concord Dawn. But now his family was gone.

Before Fenn could get melancholy, the child moved in Bo-Katan’s arms, giving off small noises.

“What do I do now?” Bo-Katan whispered.

“I have no idea,” Fenn whispered back, and they both quietly chuckled.

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Fenn couldn’t sleep. He tried; he really did. But every time he closed his eyes, he could see his fellow Protectors being slaughtered by Saxon and his men.

So, he had gotten up as quietly as possible and was looking out of the window of the Kryze’s guest room.

The last time he and Bo-Katan had been here, they had separate rooms. But with the addition of Ijaat, only one guest room was left and he and Bo-Katan had to share. Not that Fenn minded. But he didn’t want to wake her, so he tried to pass the time by looking at the foreign sky.

But Fenn heard the rustling of sheets behind him and turned around. Bo-Katan was pushed up on one elbow, looking at him.

“Can’t sleep?” she asked.

Fenn shook his head.

“No,” he answered. “Did I wake you?”

“No,” she assured him. “I…have trouble sleeping through some nights myself.”

Fenn nodded. He understood.

With no more need to be overly quiet, he went back to his bed and sat down at the edge of it.

“What do you dream of?” Bo-Katan asked him, sitting up herself.

“Concord Dawn,” Fenn answered.

Bo nodded. She didn’t really need any further explanation.

“And you?” he asked in return, though he wasn’t sure if she would answer.

“Satine.”

To Fenn’s great surprise, Bo-Katan got up and walked over to him, sitting back down right next to him on his bed.

“Do you think we’ll ever be free of our ghosts?” she asked, looking down at her hands in her lap.

“I don’t know,” Fenn answered honestly. “On the one hand, I wish they wouldn’t haunt me. But on the other, I don’t want to forget.”

Bo-Katan nods, and, to Fenn’s even greater surprise, she carefully leans her head against his shoulder.

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The next day passes in a kind of blur. Maybe because all Fenn could think about was Bo-Katan’s head on his shoulder, and how, eventually, her fingers had laced with his. Fenn knew it had been for comfort, but poor mind had a hard time to leave it at that.

And even worse – or best of it all, depending how you looked at it – was that fact that at one point, they must have fallen asleep. In the same bed. Because when they’d woke up this morning, they had done so next to each other. They weren’t cuddled up, exactly. But still.

It was probably a good think it wasn’t a workday on this planet, as it meant that all the Kryzes were home and kept Fenn and Bo-Katan very much occupied.

As Ca’tra had already told them yesterday, Elyria had been taking flying lessons, and Bo-Katan had told her over breakfast that Fenn was – and those were her words – an extraordinary pilot. Fenn had felt himself blush like a schoolgirl. After that Elyria had talked him into letting her fly Bo-Katan’s kom’rk (with Bo-Katan’s permission, of course). And Fenn had to admit that girl had talent.

When they were done, the girl had headed off into town to meet friends, and Fenn had returned to the house. When he got back, only Korkie was home, carrying little Ijaat around.

“Where is everybody?” Fenn wondered.

“Grocery shopping,” Korkie answered. “How was flying.”

“Elyira is very talented,” Fenn answered. “It comes to her very naturally.”

Korkie nodded, a proud look on his face. But Fenn thought he also detected a hint of worry.

“Something on your mind?” Fenn asked, deciding that in his experience with Kryze’s, it sometimes paid off to be blunt.

Korkie grimaced.

“You know,” he began, “it’s easy for us grown-ups. We chose to live here. We chose to hide from the rest of the galaxy. The generation of our children, however, did not. They know there is a whole wide world out there. And eventually, they will want to see more of the galaxy than Evaar’la Yaim, beautiful as it may be.”

Fenn nodded. Then he had to grin.

“Five more Kryze women running around the galaxy…”

“Oh stars,” Korkie groaned, but then laughed.

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Fenn felt almost a little wistful that their time on Evaar’la Yaim was coming to an end. They would be leaving tomorrow morning after breakfast.

Tonight, there was a small festival all around the central town square, and the girls had talked everyone into going. Bo-Katan had objected that a lot of people might not feel comfortable with her being there, but the girls had just told her that other people were free to go home if it bothered them.

Fenn was glad they had gone. It was a beautiful summer evening; warm, with a soft breeze. And the town square looked amazing. Lights were strung up around and above it, and groups of chairs and tables were placed everywhere. Street vendors were selling food and drink. Music was playing and people were dancing in the square below the lights.

The girls were running around here and there, talking to friends, but regularly coming back to their table to spend time with their great-aunt. Who knew when they would see each other the next time?

The adults had gone from water to wine and from dinner to desert. Fenn watched Bo-Katan try some uj cake. She took a bite and closed her eyes.

“Oh stars,” she muttered with a full mouth. “This is so good.”

Korkie snorted. “Of course, it is. This may not be Mandalore, but we are Mandalorians. Of course, we know how to make damn good uj cake.”

“Stars, Fenn, you gotta try this,” Bo-Katan said, and pushed her plate toward him.

Fenn obligingly broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. Dang, it was good.

The evening passed into night and if it were for Fenn, it might never end. Bo-Katan was sitting close to him, and at some point, she had put her head on his shoulder again. Fenn wasn’t even sure if she had noticed. He didn’t mind. Everybody else at the table had most definitely noticed but had the good sense not to say anything.

But it was getting late, and Ka’ra and Ca’tra had a hard time keeping their eyes open, and so they eventually headed back to the house.

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Back in their guestroom, Bo-Katan leaned against the door of the ‘fresher and Fenn had a hard time keeping his eyes off her. She was wearing what she always wore at night. Comfortable pants and a tank top. But stars, she looked good in that.

Fenn cleared his throat. “I think your worries about other people’s reactions tonight were mostly unfounded,” he said.

Bo-Katan raised an eyebrow, but then smiled. “Yeah, I think after twenty years they trust me enough to not ruing their evening by blowing the place up.”

“Imagine how it’ll be in another twenty years.”

Bo-Katan grinned. “In twenty years, I might even dance and nobody will take any special notice of it.”

“Don’t you always say that you don’t dance?” Fenn wonders.

“True,” she admits. “But I will make an exception in twenty years jus to see their faces.”

Fenn snorted. “Maybe you should practice before that.”

“Ey, I said I don’t dance, not that I can’t dance,” Bo-Katan said. “I was raised at court.”

Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the uj cake, and maybe it was the lingering feeling of Bo-Katan’s head against his shoulder that inspired Fenn to make a bold move. He got up and held his hand out.

“Prove it,” he said.

“What?”

“That you can dance. Prove it. Take my hand and dance with me.”

For a fleeting second, Bo-Katan looked surprised. But then, she pushed herself off the doorframe, and walked over to Fenn.

“One dance, Protector,” she said.

“Yes, my lady.”

And then, she was in his arms, so damnably close that her scent filled his nose, and he felt the heat of her body radiate outward.

People never believed Fenn could dance, but his mother thought it important that he learned how to. And if it was just for this moment, where he danced with his Mand’alor in her nephew’s guest room. Danced with the woman he loved as moonlight filtered through the windows.

Fenn had no idea how long they danced. All he knew was that they moved closer and closer together until her body was flush against his and her head pillowed against his chest. Fenn was certain she could hear his heart hammering in his chest, pounding wildly against his ribs.

At one point, they stopped moving and Bo-Katan looked up at him. Stars, she was beautiful Her green eyes, her freckles, her lips. Damn, those lips. Fenn’s eyes lingered on them, watched how they parted and breathed out his name, and Fenn’s brain short-circuited. He leaned in and kissed her.

And to his great surprise – and great relief – she kissed him back.

#bo katan week #bkw 2021 #Bo-katan #Bo-Katan Kryze #bo katan kryze #bo katan #fenn rau #bo-katan kryze/fenn rau #bo katan kryze/fenn rau #bofenn #star wars #mandalorians #fanfic #ao3

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anotherblfan · 4 years

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Why R U? Ep 13

This show ended so perfectly! Although we didn’t get all the scenes that were originally planned to be in the series I still absolutelyLOVED it <3

I also find it interesting how this show went from being absolutely crackhead energy every episode to getting more serious with just a sprinkle of crackhead energy lol

My Thoughts (not in order of the show)

- this episode was just beautifully shot no doubt! Like look at these scenes! ^^^

- I really like the conclusion of the main 4, mainly because I was so NOT ready if this was gonna end badly for EITHER relationship.

-SaifahZon fucking shattered my heart because they are just soooo cute and just such innocent love. I can’t I love them very much.

-THAT SAIFAH ZON SCENE! It was definitely NOT a sex sense and definitely didn’t need to be one, it doesn’t fit their characters.

- the way Zon pulls his leg out from the blanket, and makes his shorts shorter like “yah that’ll seduce him”

- the way Zon initiates it all so gently and with SO much care so sweet. Also through this whole thing Saifah’s facial expressions were PURE GOLD I mean look at him after Zon kisses his neck lol

- The conversation they had was just so AHHHH like they just want each other to be as confortable as possible. And finally they were CRYING not from sadness (thank GOD) from their over whelming feeling of love for each other and add in the fact that it wasn’t scripted and just wow! (Jimmy and Tommy AMAZING actors)

- I love this part bc Fighter and Tutor finally have a conversation and voice their feeling! Like wow! And then after what seems like forever Fighters dad accepts them and tells Tutor to take care of his son it was very wholesome! (Still don’t like Fighters dad but he slightly redeemed himself)

- Them just staring lovingly into each others eyes like DAMN THE CHEMISTRY!

- also like how does Zon think looking at each other for too look long make you pregnant!?!? But I guess that came from the guy who thought that he was pregnant when he thought him and Saifah did it so why am I even suprised!

- I think this is the best ending we could have asked for no sadness (from the episode itself) ,maybe some happy tears, some missing pieces but it’s a great and I would DEFINITELY watch it again!

Bonus:

-Saifah’s face when he started aggressively strumming the guitar. (To strum away his horniness? Honestly who knows)

#whyrutheseries #saifahzon #fightertutor #happy ending #bl drama #thai bl #so many tears #mom i love them

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purplerose244 · 5 years

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MY THOUGHTS ON EPISODE 97!!!

SPOILER ALERT!!!

... wow. Just wow, I'm processing everything that happened and I gotta say, this episode was incredible 🤩

Let's see if I can put everything

First of all, thankfully, the oni talked in a way I managed to understand 😅 Also somehow Garmy saying "It's complicate" makes me think of how much it really is... "You know, I was meant to be an evil lord, but I met this woman who is now weirdly into my brother, had a son that defeated me, saved me, banished me, kinda killed me and defeated me again..."

I remember when "Lloyd" Garmadon was just a pun of Lord, look at us now 😂 Sometimes I need a reminder of how unusual is the Garmadon family

OKAY BUT THE THROWBACKS?? AWESOME?

WE HAVEN'T SEEN THAT ARMOR SINCE THE BEGINNING SEASON 4!!! And the Sword of Santuary, I love that thing, in my group of RP I have something similar, very useful 👌

Can I say that Lloyd being so clumsy kinda weirded me out? But I guess in complete darkness with beings made to kill and your evil dad as the only companion... yeah, now I kinda understand better 💚

... yeah, I'm getting there 😓

The NTV tower, does anyone remember it? Like, I rewatched "The Day Ninjago Stood Still" just the other day, so glad we see buildings that comes from other seasons!!

Gale is being a good journalist I guess 😅 Still can't see why Dareth is so into her...

... I really have to, huh

... THE FEELS

First of all, Ninjago crew, Jay and Michael, you are cruel. You can't use a tone so similar to the soundtrack Cole whistled before, it's like with Zane death's one... I still feel my heart aching every time I hear it and that moment broke me 😭😭

Jay's scream is 😢 The way he holds onto the ladder, that face, that is the expression of someone that just lost his best friend I have so many bruise vibes right now not sorry

To be honest it kinda pissed me off at first that Cole's fall happened because of a simple mistake, but then I got to think that Nya is "perfect". Or at least she tries to be. And it is well shown how much it hurt her, and how she blames herself. They didn't lose Cole because of an epic battle, they did because of something she could've avoided. That thought might torture forever

And finally... THIS

If you know me, you know I love Kai. In all of this flaws and qualities. And this scene, man, it's so amazing for him. Of course he immediately tries to go back, showing his temper and determination. Then comes the realization, hard and painful. And then he just let go, heartbroken, because we all know how much Kai suffers every time his family is hurt... or worse.

Also Zane being the one that console him makes me remember of Skybound, when Nya died and Frosty put a hand on Kai's back (THAT SCENE OMG)

I really, REALLY loved that moment. And choosing not to have voice gave it a nice vibe, like something extremely personal

Well, back in track 😅 It hit me here that we weren't even at half of the episode

I like the darkness thing, but it feels like the battle scenes are clearer in other situations. Also Garmy protecting his son, I'm not hoping, you're hoping 😟

MY QUEEN BEING STRONG NO MATTER WHAT 💙

WHAT DID WE DO TO DESERVE HER??? 💙

Okay the guys rushing to see if Lloyd and Pix were okay, MY HEART

Happy to see Kai helping Lloyd directly, they are still my BrOTP ❤💚❤💚 Also Pixane being the purest thing as always 😍😍😍

And wow. WOW. Besides Mark Oliver that is a blessing in every single line, Sam Vincent is KILLING his role!! The emotions are so well delivered, and he is able to show how much Lloyd cares, like he is actually the one that went through all those seasons with his friends

Bless our voice actors. Really 👏👏👏

THAT LINE

"There is more to life than survival!!"

During this season I often thought about what exactly prevent Lloyd to become evil, to be like his dad and follow his ways of letting go his emotions and affections. This is the reason.

Garmadon survives. Lloyd lives.

... I LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH 😍😍😍

Also Garmy going for Zane as the rational one, I felt how heavy it was, especially after reading @thewingedguardianalanshee 's post it. Coming to realize how much the others suffered when he was gone, and also seeing the golden armor... MAN. Needed a reminder that Zane had a crazy ride as well back in the days. You go Mr. Roboto 👍

Okay, Garmy looking at the photos, trying to smile, hearing voices, I felt my heart aching for real 😭 I love that they actually use pieces from episodes of the old design, it gives so much more continuity

That moment with Vinnie though 😂 I'd say it felt a little clumsy, but at the same time they did good, choosing someone outside the situation to give Garmy a new point of view

Okay unless something incredible happens on episode 98, I stan that this is officially my favorite episode of the season 👊👊

Like, I'll be honest, I half expected a moment between Jay and Nya, him conforting her and getting her to know how much he loves her. Which I would've liked it, don't get me wrong, but it would've been predictable

What we got instead?

SMITH SIBLINGS MOMENT!!! MAN I MISSED THIS SO MUCH!!! ❤💙❤💙❤💙

I'm a huge fan of Nya's silver suits, I love the fact that she has her own color, so I was a little upset when it got back to blue and maroon (just a little, she looks gorgeaus no matter what). But seeing this I'm happy, it's similar to Kai's and for this scene it's a nice choice

So, Kai is a disaster 😂 Like we don't know that

But he always does his best, especially when it involves his lil sis. I loved how supportive he was, telling her how much she's important for this team (100% true) and how Cole would want them to go on

And just when I thought "They gave me so much of my two passions, references of past seasons and KAI. I'm satisfied." They said it. Finally they did.

... THE GOLDEN WEAPONS THE GOLDEN WEAPONS THE GOLDEN WEAPONS THE GOLDEN WEA-

Finally blacksmith Kai is back 😎 It's something I really wanted to see for a long time, always silently wondering "Did Kai make that? Does Kai know how to make that?". And now, NOW IT'S A REALITY!!!!!! 😍😍😍

YOU GO MY FLAME BABE, I BELIEVE IN YOU!!! JUST TRY NOT TO MAKE A SPRING OUT OF A SWORD LIKE IN THE PILOTS AND YOU SHOULD BE FINE!!! 🔥🔥🔥

Me: "Wow, what a ride! I gotta say I'm really intrigued, I wonder how they're gonna end all of this and how the Golden Weapons will..."

The episode:

Me: "NOTHING MATTERS BUT BABY BOY ALONE IN THE COLD DARKNESS, HE'S FREAKING ALIVE!!! AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

So, I definitely saw this coming, no way they were gonna kill a main character like that 😆 But him being okay like that... Lloyd struggled to breath there, and survived because of his oni side. Well Pix did to but because she's a droid... I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK

What scares me the most is the fact that Cole does the intro this season, just like Wu, Lloyd and Garmy... all of them had such a hard time 😓

Phew, I made it! I did not expect to come out alive from this episode 😁 Really well done, I can see that they are still connected with the seasons before, which is great for me. Us fans recognize everything!!!

Can't wait to see mah flame being all blacksmithy! ❤ Is it too much to ask having Ray and Maya around, since they are professional blacksmiths? Let me dream Lego, sooner or later I'll need to know what happened to them 😚

Wow, feels like I wrote a lot! But I feel a lot better know! Thanks for reading me freaking out, and thanks a lot for all the notes in the previous one! 😁😁

I think this is it, my only question is: since Cole is still alive but far away, and the Golden weapons are coming back, who will yield the Scythe of Earthquake? Are there gonna be new Golden Weapons? Something for Nya and Lloyd too? Considering Kai's blacksmith skills, maybe they won't be that similar to the original ones 😅

Oh boy, I'm done for real!! Let's calm down until the new episode destroys us once and for all 😎

See ya!! Byee!! 😊

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silverylion · 5 years

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Can we talk about Lance for a bit ?

There is something that really bothers me in season 8. I mean everyone is kind of still recovering but I feel like I need to say it anyway.

They chose to heavily feature Allurance from episode one cause they planned to kill Allura. It's a fact. As much as I don't ship it, they make a really cute couple with adorable scenes that made me smile and support them and I could have got over my disappointment regarding who I wanted to end up with Lance if only Lance had shown a bit of happiness by being with her.

No manner how we look at it, he isn't happy ! Why is that ? He finally got what he always wanted so why did they depicted him like that ? I really don't understand and that's what makes me so angry about all of this.

He doesn't seem like someone in love who finally got the girl! He seems hurt! Why is that ??

I'm ready to ignore the messy plotline of this season, the inconsistencies and everything that is wrong because overall, what I really care about is Lance as a character.

He means a lot to me because he is so different from the characters we normally meet in this kind of stories. He began as an annoyingly flirty boy who was desperately searching for glory to calm the insecurities he only show to few people. He was talented but needed someone else to acknowledge it to fully realize it himself. He was defined by his loudness and his love for love. He was looking for validation and a special person who would love him as profoundly as he love others. He had big dreams, big expectations, a bright future ahead of him. He wasn't overly masculine, liked being pretty and throw terrible pick up lines. He was funny, adorable I fell for him as much as I identified with (even if we are so different). He wasn't perfect, far from it, but it's also why I love him.

For many - including me - he was also representation. Not only for another kind of complex character but also by being Cuban and supposedly bisexual, something that seemed to be heavily implied so many times but I won't even talk about it.

During the series he has grown to be more self assured through the missions he accomplished with his friends, the people he met but most importantly Keith who trusted him and relied on his abilities, which definitely shown him his worth. I'm not even gonna talk about Klance as romantic. Keith is an important person for Lance's character, a friend he needed by his side along the way and that still was there for him in season 8. Which is really great, by the way.

I'm not gonna talk about the 'first choice' thing or the 'someone he needs, not someone he wants' or even the 'endgame' aspect of his romance. But yeah, that was all lies.

On this photo, Allura seems calm and happy, she seems like she can finally see a future with Lance and it's great. What is not so great, though ? When I saw this particular part in the episode, I stopped and watched Lance's face for about 5 minutes to try to understand. I don't see a happy boyfriend, here. I see a guy kind of unsure of what he is doing. I see a guy who doesn't know if what he is having is for real or even if it's what he really wants. He seems quite uncomfortable, tensed. It's maybe just a projection on my part but I genuinely cant see happiness here no matter how long I look at it. But maybe I'm really biased and don't see what actually is, you tell me.

Throughout the season, he was here to support Allura on her journey and it's great, but I would have wanted her to reciprocate it in a way or another. It's what Lance always needed and he didn't got it.

And in the end, he cried. I feel like he never really believed that this relationship would stick, that for whatever reason, they would end up parting paths. And the crew chose to kill her... In all honesty, Allura is not a character I really care about. I thought nothing about her in s1 and in s2, I started disliking her with what happened with Keith. But even thought I don't really care for her, making her die ? For seemingly no reason ? It's tough. And once again, I'm not even talking about how they killed representation or how people in the fandom can feel crushed by that, betrayed, even. I'm only remaining on Lance's side.

He never really had someone to reciprocate his love, something confirmed by his mom. He fell for Allura, casually at first, really hard when the series continued. What he feels for her is genuinely profound and I really liked that he confessed to her but even then... why did he seemed so sad ?

Just look at him !

He probably never loved anyone as much as he loved her. He sees a lot in her but he never felt like he was on equal ground with her. She is an awesome gorgeous space princess. He is just a boy from Cuba. (An awesome funny adorable space ranger but what do I know...). He never felt like he had a chance or deserved her affection. What about that ? It wasn't mentioned even once and I think that this is the reason of his constant sad face while he confesses, while he kisses her, while he conforts her...

I just don't understand and it makes me sad to see him like that. I know, he is just a character, I know this is just a cartoon, I know this just a kid show. But seeing a character you so much love becoming this sad guy that only support without reciprocation, this guy that loved love and is betrayed by it ? I just can't feel anything else but anger and disappointment for the wasted potential.

He ended up losing the woman he loved. The only person who seemed to reciprocate his feelings and because of that I think that he will always be a little more cautious about it because he has always been disappointed. He shot for the stars and fell hard. I fell hard with him. And as someone that feel that love will never go both ways, it just makes me even more bitter about this.

About the altean markings I don't know what to think. Some people think Allura turned him altean, others think she just left him something to remember her by. In both cases, this is wrong.

If the first theory is true, then what? What does that mean beside the ridiculous impossibility to change race? Did she make him altean to 'level him up' from his human status because he wasn't a match for her? Because altean are so much better? Because there was no need for that! Alteans are not all dead so why? For all I know, it wasn't to make royalty knowing that he ended up farmer so... once again, why?

If the second theory is true, well... That's even worst. She wants him to remember her ? I think he has enough around him for that, the status, the commemorations, the legend that will follow her, stories, his friends that gather to talk about her and how they miss her and what she meant for them... Giving him this will only prevent him from moving on. And it's harsh. I personally think that he should have moved on a long time ago. She never loved him, she was annoyed by his flirty attitude, by his simple presence sometimes. He should have seen that blatant rejection and accepted that yeah, he wants her but cannot have her. Romantic love wasn't something she cared about for so long. And then she fell for Lotor who betrayed her. And I think she honestly still doesn't care about Lance this way.

I think Allura didn't fell in love with Lance. She was heartbroken because of Lotor, because of the altean, because of the crown she lost, because she saw everyone with families while she lost hers. I think Allura just wanted someone that would take care of her and lift her burden with her. Just someone that would remind her that she is not alone in the universe, a distraction from the pain she was feeling. Someone that would ground her to prevent her from losing hope. He was easy, he loved her, she just accepted it not reciprocated it.

I see this like that because there was no real build up for their relationship. It wasn't a slow burn. It wasn't even reciprocal. She was sad that Lance felt so strongly about her and accepted their relationship for her own balance and because she didn't want to see her friend so sad. It didn't solve the problem for him though. Plus when the vision of Lotor, her ex boyfriend, told her to go get the creature thing she did but when Lance, her current (well past cause well, she's dead) boyfriend told her not to because it was dangerous and he cared to much for her safety, she didn't listen to him... Great. That's love folks.

I really could have fell for their story but seeing Lance so sad, so taken advantage of... He was so dull, no charisma, no joke, no stupid lines, nothing. He wasn't himself. He wasn't the Lance we saw grow during six to seven seasons. He wasn't the hero, second in command, courageous sharpshooter we all know.

And the sword ? Was it to foreshadow his future encounter with Alfor and Allura giving him blue markings ? Well, that was unnecessary. They could have done that without making people think that something more exciting would happen, that he would actually use the sword.

And the game show ? If they were to be together why the fuck didn't Lance chose her ? Why the fuck didn't she chose him ?... Well, she didn't because she didn't love him more than she loved the other Paladins. But why Lance didn't? Why make Lance and Keith chose each other? If they didn't want to involve them in any romantic kind of situation (they totally failed), they could at least have made them hug. And an emotional scene to express how much they care for each other to justify being worth choosing the other over anyone else to leave and not spend eternity in the game show. Keith was there for Lance and Lance was too obsessed with Allura to even ask about him. Great, even in a totally no homo friends kind of look it was badly handled.

Can someone explain to me the reason of the sunset setting ? Or why Lance freaked out when Veronica asked him to "put in a good word for her" with Keith ? They are friends, now, there was no allusion to their past rivalry. There was therefore no need for that kind of reaction.

He didn't save Shiro, for absolutely nothing. They never talked about it again. They never gave him the opportunity to make up for how bad he felt about that. He didn't event get a conversation with Shiro. They never gave a closure to Lance's arc.

Why do I feel like they did all that to make everyone pay for the shippers that made the toxic reputation of this fandom ? Why do I feel like the writers hate Lance ? Why do I feel like they totally baited us ?

The guy so in love with the idea of love ended up a lonely farmer. That's a great message for kids : don't even think that life will live up to your expectations no matter how hard you work for it. Don't even think that you can find any kind of fulfillment in your life, neither in love nor career.

I've never been in a fandom while a series was still going but I engaged in the Voltron fandom. I discovered it quite late but fell hard for it, it brought me so much happiness, so much hope ! I will never do it again because I'm not sure that the sadness and disappointment I feel right now are worth it. I will never be mad at the theorists and meta writers, they are good people who saw the extraordinary potential of Voltron, they probably feel worse to have spent so much time and energy picking up clues that definitely existed and only served to bait us.

In conclusion, everything Lance did this season was in a way or another related to Allura, as if he forgot he was someone of himself. As if the writers forgot who this character was. And it's painful.

At least there are still the beautiful fan art and fanfictions that really make him justice.

#voltron : legendary defender #season 8 was a disappointment #lance deserves better #allurance was so badly handled while it could have been so great #i just need to rant to be able to finally move on #i'm just sad right now #i will certainly drown my frustration in fanfictions #i'm still really grateful for the amazing people in this fandom though #this season contained good parts but didn't live up to the potential of the series

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chengzhussteppingstool · 5 years

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17, 18 and 37 (i think i already know but still lol)

17: Who would be your ideal partner?

Hua Cheng never really thought about that a lot but probably someone who's loyal enough and who understands that I'm not interested in kissing and stuff... someone who would be perfectly ok with just cuddling, holding hands and stuff like that. And someone who understands my fucked up mind at least a little bit. I don't expect them to perfectly understand my depression and anxiety but someone who could be able to confort me through one of my depressive episodes or panic attacks would be nice.

18: Do you want children?

Not really? Like if I would ever want a child I would adopt one. But I can't see myself as parent tbh. Maybe I'm just too young still ignores the fact that I have friends my age that have a baby already....

37: Favorite swear word?

Honestly? I have a lot.

My favorite international swear word is Fuck, closely followed by god fucking damnit, why the fucking fuck, you motherfuck, motherfucking cunt/dick/whatever, Shit and some other shit

My favorite swiss swear words tho are Godverdammi, Rutsch mir de Buckel durab, Blas mir doch id schue, Leck mini eier and my absolute favorite "Dini Mueter"

Ask me stuff!

#does the last part count as shitposting?#no?#whatever #it's a shitpost now #thank you lyr :)))#asks #discord people

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inazumaelevenanalysis-blog · 6 years

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1# : Shirou & Yukimura’s relationship

Hello guys ! So, I decided to post my first analysis, and I’m going to analyze Shirou & Yukimura’s relationship in the S1 of Go. I’ve seen many people saying that their relationship was “embarrassing”, and it gave me the urge to analyze it. Soo.. let’s go !

I warn you.. It’s going to be very long.

As you know, Fubuki Shirou became coach of Hakuren and so, of Yukimura Hyouga. We know that they’re pretty close thanks to a bunch of scenes. We’re not going to take all of them, but a few ones to understand the chemistry between them.

An important event to put spotlight on is Shirou’s referral. In the episode 25, that’s when he appeared and we saw that he has been dismissed by the Fifth Sector itself ‘cause of his friendship with Endou. Yukimura had no idea of it, and saw it as a betrayal from him.

“Practice or not, it doesn’t matter. You have to be serious at what you do, no matter what stage it is. Otherwise, you can’t move forward !” That’s Yukimura’s quote. No one of his teammates agreed with him, and he was left alone training. It was very frustrating for him, who was doing his best to improve. And that’s when he met Shirou for the first time, who has been the first one to really support him. For Yukimura, that’s thanks to Shirou he got stronger than before.

Let’s take our first scene. No one, even his teammates, really supported him and trained with him for real. What Yukimura really wants, is to get stronger. Shirou has been the only one to access at his desire, and train with him no matter what.

Now, it’s an hypothesis. If we take the third screenshot, with this sentence : “I sincerely thought that I’d found someone I could believe in for the first time”, we may think that Yukimura has been pretty alone for a long time, and didn’t trust someone easily ‘cause of an event in his childhood. Shirou is a character who sends good vibes, and with his sweet, kind & determined personality, it matched with Yukimura’s own. Both have been very determined to get stronger and better at what they loved. So, it was only normal for them to get along and try to reach his goals together. It’s obvious that Yukimura believes in Shirou ‘cause he’s the one to train with him, to support him, to try making him stronger, and there’s surely something else that makes Shirou special to Yukimura. And same goes to Shirou.

Here, Yukimura managed to success Shirou’s own hissatsu (or I should say, Atsuya’s own. But he doesn’t know it), Eternal Blizzard. And that’s a minor fact, but that’s a pretty good evidence of Shirou believing in Yukimura. He knows that he’ll come up with his own hissatsu thanks to him becoming stronger.

Personally, this scene has always disturbed me. This scene (in the episode 26) is when Yukimura is trying to complete this new hissatsu of his. And as he has difficulties of doing it, he’s doubting of himself. When Shirou heard what he said, as he was going to confort him, he suddenly stopped. I think that Shirou may sees himself in Yukimura, in the time when he absolutely wanted to be perfect. And maybe, he doesn’t want Yukimura to follow the same path. Also, it proves how motivated and serious Shirou is about what he’s doing : helping Yukimura to get stronger. And again, here he’s to motivate Yukimura and continue doing his best, which it worked.

And that’s when Shirou disappeared, the day after this scene. Yukimura seeing Shirou as the first person really supporting him and the first one he can believe in, felt his departure like a betrayal. Shirou told him that they will continue training to day after, to complete his hissatsu, but then he disappeared. For a kid like Yukimura, who may has gone through a difficult time with the result of trust issues with others, his feelings are understandable. Shirou is definitely someone special for him, and if the only person he actually trusts leaves him alone, it can really hurt. So he searched for a revenge.

Yukimura doesn’t care about which kind of sakka Fifth Sector is promoting. He joined them to win against Shirou, and “because Fifth Sector will never betray me.”

This scene is one of the most important ones to bring on. Just by Yukimura’s voice, you clearly know he has been hurt and is angry about what Shirou has done to him. And his words punctuate it. The word “together” is, in my opinion, very important to have in mind. They form like a duo, with Shirou supporting him. He knew he could trust on Shirou ‘cause he thought he would always be there for him.

But let’s continue. When Shirou tries to explain him the situation, that the Fifth Sector is behind all that, Yukimura doesn’t trust him. First, because he doesn’t know what happened before. He has no idea that the Fifth Sector is truly the culprit. And since he saw his departure as a betrayal, why would he trust him anymore ? For him, Shirou is making excuses.

Let’s take the first screenshot of this scene. He swore from his heart. It proves how much Shirou hurt him. He truly felt pain from what he has done, and wants to get his revenge against him. With his sentece, we understand that he wants Shirou to pay for what he has done with the same way Shirou did to him. And again, with the second screenshot, it reinforces his goal : win against Shirou.

Let’s concentrate on the second screenshot. “I’ll beat down Raimon with the hissatsu technique I came up with on my own.” The last three words are, for me, pretty revelant. I may think he wants Shirou to understand that he still came with a hissatsu without him, and also, to dig in the wound as he wasn’t there to help him this time, as he promised. And even if we don’t know what was going on in Shirou’ smind, it may have hurt him.

And as the game between Raimon & Hakuren went on, Yukimura was slowly understanding what Fifth Sector was for real. And thanks to Raimon, he understood his own mistake he made toward Shirou. He “trusted” Fifth Sector, which he thought that he would never feel betrayed. But then, with what he discovered (that Fifth Sector’s sakka, was to hurt others), he understood that Shirou was right and in the end, he didn’t lie, this scene showing it well :

Yukimura, from this moment, tried his best to win the game against Raimon, with his teammates. Then this scene comes :

Like Shirou always did, he supported Yukimura with all his heart. And even if Yukimura didn’t score a goal, Shirou’s support gave him AGAIN strength to do his best. And again, it proves that Shirou is always there to support Yukimura, since the day they met. He really wanted to score, but he didn’t do, which didn’t really matter in the end ‘cause everything was okay between him & Shirou again. And I want to bring a scene from the episode 25, with the last screenshot. It seems not so important for you, but I do think it is ‘cause it shows again that Shirou believes in Yukimura as well as he does with Shirou. He motivates him (I don’t put it here), and Yukimura succeeded to complete Eternal Blizzard.

And it ended by this scene :

Their relationship definitely strengthened by these trials. And I may think that this time, Yukimura told to himself that Shirou was truly the one who will always be there for him, and he could believe in him.

So, personally, I don’t think their relationship is embarrassing. Yukimura truly admires a lot Shirou, and feels something for him. Their bond is special. And I have those headcanons that it may be linked to his past, that Yukimura sees Shirou as someone very special to him. So, it’s subjective, but what I think is totally true, is that Shirou is very important to him as Yukimura can be for him too. He can see him as a father, a brother, a friend or maybe more (the last option being the most plausible one for me). That’s what it makes their relationship my fave coach-player relationship.

What did you think ? I tried my best to bring on everything, and if I forgot something else, I’ll complete it in another post. I hope you liked it. Don’t hesitate to react !~

P.S. : I didn’t check it, so it may has typos or/and few mistakes.

#Inazuma Eleven Go #IE Go #Inazuma 11 Go #Fubuki Shirou #Yukimura Hyouga #Relationship analysis #My stuff

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lenin-it-to-win-it · 6 years

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“this isnt a herem anime u fucken weebs”

summary: toshi gets injured and drama ensues when nighteye, naomasa, hizashi, and aizawa all show up to fuck him! who shall win his affections (and 8 foot thundercock) in the end? find out on this episode of “its almost 2 in the fucking morning i have class in 6 hours what the fuck am i doing”

notes: i decided to write this bc i thought naomasa and nighteye arguing over all might would be a Dank Meme and then i added mic and aizawa to make it a proper HaremTM, im dedicating this to @motojirou-kajii bc rose is literally the only reason i have the slightest interest in nighteye so congrats u are INDIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS HEAP OF SIN HOPE U LIKE IT FUCKO

***************************************************************************************all mite had broekn much of his limbs and ruptured all 3 of the orgens he had left so it was basically like any other day in his miserble life.

he was sad and loenly and even tho his arms were 8 feet long neither could reach his mightey montser cock that wuz also 8 feet long ;)).

“what a sad day this is for me, ALL MIGHT TM” he saed sadly. he coffed up blood and sighed sighfully. “if only ther was a nubile young man who could bring me confort,,”

sir niteeye crawled out from underneath the couch where he had been hiding for totally legitiemet, not secretly jacking his dick to all mights despare, reasons.

“sir nite ey” said toshinori weakly.

nihteye gently slapped toshinorys ass. “good nighteye. sleep tighteye.”

toshinori laghed. “dont let the bedbugs,,, biteeye?”

“nice fuckin going dr. genius u ruined the joke u stupid idiot” nighteye snapped angrely. “it was perfect but u pushed it 3 far and now its ruined 5ever. ur beating that dead horse harder than i beat my meat when i think of your grate jiggling jugs in that slutty little spandex onesie u run around in”

“not aneymor” toshinori cried as teers ran down his face. “my slutty dayz are over. now im just a sad old man. no mor spandex onsesies for me- only” his face scrunched up as he wept mournfully. “TASTEFUL TROUSERS AND LOOSE TURTLENECKS OH NGHTEYE WHAT IS MY LIEF BECONE??? I WISH I WER THE DED!!1”

nightey wipped out his two inch dick and bithc-slapped the sympol of peace across his fuckin face iwth it. “TOSHi YYou INgoRENT SlUT stop being EMO this isnt 2004 that shits not cute anymore fam”

toshi kept rcrying but now they were happey teers. “relly bro?? u think wer fam???”

nighteyey started wackin his ween. “o fuck ye dude, ur like my fuckably non-blood related older brother that id 10/10 would bang”

all mite opened his moth like he mIGHT (GET IT?!!??!1?) say words but befor that cold hapdlen, the door SLAMMED OPEN and nowmasa walked in.

“helo toshi my bff forever with whom i am best friends forever” he said, friendily. “i hav come to take care of u, my friEND!”

“NAO-NAO-CHAN!” toshi exclamed happely, his cockanoodledoo swellign up to the size of 3 lebron jameses with joy and knocking kniteey out the fuckin window. “MY BEST FRIEND FOREVER!!!!1! YOURE MY FRIEND AND I LOV U!!!”

“I LOV U TOO!!1” naomasa replied with much gaynes on his ordinary face.

“um E XC USUEE uuU!” niteeye saed angrielty as he crowled in thru the window, picking sticks out of his hare (sadly he left the stick up his ass). “TOshI who is this?!???”

“i could ask the SAME QUESTION!!” naomasma yelled with his boring eyes narrowing suspeciously. “toshi, who is this OTHER MAN??? is ther somethign u would liek to ExpLAnE?”

t0shi sweated nervsouly. “nao nao chan this is., um,, he,s,”

“IM NITEEYE” nighteye snapped, doing the anime glasses thing with his glasses. “his sidekiCk”

“ex sidekick” toshi added

“well iMM naomasa, his CURRENT best friend!” naomasa replied crossing his unremarkable arms.

“well ur currently abotu to get ur ass beAT u fuCKEN NORMIE” nighteye shouted threateningly as he flexed he collectiv 2 miligrams of muscle he had on his entire bodey.

“NORMIES REEE” shreiekd a fmailiar voice from the door which was still oepn.

“HIBACHI YAMDADDY???” nighteye roared, territorially draping his penis across toshinorys eyeball. “what teh abosulte Fuc K are u doign here you cheap hore???”

“excus u fucko im am NOt chEEP!” hizashy yelled igdignatly. “u can ask showta, it costs at LEAST three dollers to insrert ping pong balls up my ass! FOUR dolers if u wanna snort cockaeine off my stank tiddys.” hizashi lowered his voice shamefully. “the cokane isnt reel tho, its the powedery suger thing from like, pixy sticks. i cut open and shitlod of pixy sticks and sprinkle the sugar on my tiddys and predent its cocaine. MY LIFE IS A LIE!!!!”

“take ur fake tits and ur fake cocaein and your FAKE ASS KMART WEAVE AND GET YOUR SKANK ASS GONE, BITCH!” naomasa shrieked, taking out a fucking glock that he had bc he was a PolicemenTM and shoting hizasy in the dickhole.

hizashy bled 2 death on the flor but other than that he wuz fine. ‘wat are all u beta cucks doing her?? i thot this was all mitgh-senpais house not an incel convention”

“IM here taking care of super dady so he’ll repay me with the secks!” nighetye proclaimed proudly. “idk wat HES doing heer” he added pointing at naowmasa.

“Im supoorting my best friend you nutless heap of used scrotumz!” naomasa replied upsettedly. “bc im a GOOd PERson and I c ARE”

“how du u even KNOw ur best friends?” niteye asked snottily. “mayebe IM hi best friend!1”

“fat chance bozo!” naomaasa laffed as he tore off his plain white shirt revealign his chest wich was totally unremarkable except the tatto ritten in comick sanz that sed “ALL MIGHTES BEST FRIEND FORVER, LUV ALL MITE PS. SIR NITEEYE CAN LICK A CHODE”

nighteye gasped, infurieted and only slightly aroused. “ya well wateVER” he snapped pissily. “its not like some piece of shit tattoo is legaly binding”

naomasa turned around. “THIS TATOO IS LEGALY BINDING, SIGNED THE FUCKIGN GOVERNMENT OF JAPANESE???” nigtheye yelled loudly, reading the rest of the tatoo. “wel maybe i dont CARE about the law! im a bad bitch FUCK THA POLICE!!!”

naomasa smirked “all might sure is”

toshinori paused what he was doing- chewing off his own arm to escape- long enuff ot nod and conferm this fact so the fact was almost as firm as nighteyes salty rage boner.

be4 nightey could kik naomasa in the eyebal, aizawa walked in. he wasnt werring clothes but his nakeed body was covered in hair and appelsauce so it was basicaly hthe same thign.

“sup toshy” he said unceremonsioulsly faceplanting onto toshis bony ass. “i herd u got injured. want som simpathy secks?”

“Not from YUO, u BIG DUM DOODOOHEAD!” hizashi shrieked, thrusting angriyl against aizawa. he tenderly inserted his weenie hut jr into aizawas mouth. “from us.”

“wher did this walking bag of stray pubes come from?” noamasa asked confusedly.

“straight from ur moms house, pissbaby!” azawa roared sexily. “ya, thats rite, idk who ur mom even is and i fucked her.”

“but rnt u gay??” naomasa asked confusedly

“nowmasa ur denser than a bowling ball made of other, heavier bowling balls” nighteye snapped frustratedly. “ thats the JOKE!!”

“ur sex lifes a joke” aizawa sed, flipping his slimy hare over his sholder. thre ded flies fell out.

“OH SHIT SON GET DUNKED ON” hizashi yelled proudly hi-5ving aizawa with his dick.

“WHY DONT U GO FUCK A CAT YOU GREASY CUMSOCK” nighteye screamed enragedly as all the vains in his silly time sexin snake popped open.

“been ther don that” aizawa sed flatly “wy dont u shov ur hand up ur ass and c if u can find anymore shit comebacks”

“oh snap” naomasa whispered quietly

“YOU SINGLE PEACE OF STALE WHITE BREAD I WIL KIL U WERHE U STAND” nigheye SHREKED as allstar by smashmouth stared playing on hziashys neck speeker.

“pls comrades do not fite over me” said toshinory sadly “violenc dosnt turn me on, im not endeovor”

“endevor is literally the fuckign worst thign to excist ever” naomasa agreed

“iv sen the minion porn hizashy jacks off to but i still agree” aizawa also aggred

“MINIONS WITH FAT TITS ARE HOTTER THAN NEDEVORS STEAMING NIPPLES WILL EVER BE!” mic agreedded impassionetly!

“it seems like we all agree” said nighteye agreebly.

every1 agred.

“c were not so differnt are we?” said toshinoriy, putting down his half gnawed arm “cant we all b firends?”

“or we coudl all FUCK” hizashi suggested eagerly

“yes, share my body for the glory of cummunism!” all mighte was happey to say

“this isnt a herem anime u sack of shit weebs” ngihteye replied disgustedly

“wat about,,.” hizashy pulled down his pants reveelign the sord art online tato of kiritows face he got on his asscheek in the 4th grade “NOW”

nighteyse night eyes welled up with teers. “oh ddady,,” he tore off his shrit to show the tato of asunas face he had on his left boob “TAKE ME NOW”

they all fukced and toshinory coghed up blod multiple times, hizashy was mssing at least 40 percent of his penis, nighteye kept calling toshy “daddy”, naomasa responded to 3 calls from the polece station mid-nut, and they all got rugburn from aizawas big ol donkey dick the end

#bnha #here come dat fic o shit waddup #i spent like #two hours on this

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Discovery Trip - Chapter 2/3

Masterlist of Discovery Trip HERE

Fandom : Supernatural

Relationships : Sabriel, Destiel

Words : 4336

Summary : After Sam broke up with his girlfriend, Dean and Castiel decided to bring him with them to France, at Cas’ brother house.

Warning : smut

Link AO3

Chapter two : No clue how to deal with it

"Whoa."

Gabriel had told Sam that his house near Brest was smaller than the villa, but it was still pretty impressive.

"So that’s what you call ‘small’. Ok," laughed Sam as he followed Gabriel inside.

The house was on the edge of a cliff. The living room had huge windows, offering the best possible view on the beautiful sea.

"Come with me, I’ll show you your room," said gently Gabriel, leading Sam into a corridor on the left. "Your room’s on the right, mine’s on the left. Each one has its own bathroom. If you’re thirsty or anything the kitchen’s full and there’s a covered patio with a bar on the roof. In the living room you got books, movies, and video games, so you won’t have time to get bored ’til I come back from work."

Sam knew that he wouldn’t see Gabriel a lot for a few days, but it didn’t bother him at all. In fact he was restless knowing that they’ll be visiting the city in the evening, just the two of them.

"You know that waiting for you isn’t a problem at all…" said Sam gently, his hand on Gabe’s arm. He didn’t truly know how but they became very close on the flight to Brest. Not that it didn’t please him. He just wasn’t used to it and didn’t really know how to feel about it. Jess’s betrayal was still on his mind and he had issues considering a new relationship. If whatever there was between Gabe and him was leading them to a relationship. If there was something between him and Gabe at all. Anyway, he had no clue how to deal with it.

They spent the night eating hot dogs and french fries. By 2 a.m. Sam dragged Gabriel to the Novak’s room, saying that he needed to rest if he wanted to be fully awake at work and then go on a walk with Sam in the evening. The ‘walk with Sam’ part of the speech seemed to convinced Gabriel, who let the giant take him to his bed, laughing at how childish he behaved.

"Please Gabe, go the fuck to sleep," said Sam once more, throwing the human package on the bed. Unfortunately -or not- Gabriel grabbed Sam’s shoulder harder, making Sam fall with him on the confortable mattress. They both laughed, but then they became quiet, staring at the other. Sam finally got up. He passed his hand in Gabriel’s hair. "‘Night Gabe". Sam’s touch made Gabriel lean his head towards him and, finally -unfortunately-, Sam left the room with one last smile. Once the door shut, Gabe realized how much this being close to Sam had turned him on. He got up, heading to the bathroom, his mind out of control.

Sam had locked himself in his room immediately after leaving Gabriel’s. He wasn’t able to go back to the other room to… Well… He didn’t have a clue. He wanted something. He wanted it badly.

"It's all the same, only the names will change

Everyday, it seems we're wastin' away

Another place where the faces are so cold

I drive all night just to get back home"

Sam picked up his phone, cutting Bon Jovi off.

"Hey Sam ! How’re you doing ?" Dean said happily.

"Dean, it’s 2 a.m."

"I perfectly know that, dude. So why are you up this late ?" Dean’s tone was all mysterious and Sam new what it meant : danger.

"What are you doing up at this hour, Dean ? You should rest if you want to survive to one more day visiting Paris." Yes, Sam knew he was avoiding his brother’s obvious question.

"Cas and I had spent a… good night," said Dean, grinning. "He went to order some food. I decided to call you meanwhile. "

"You mean that in this kind of hotel they can’t afford a phone so you don’t have to leave your room ?" asked Sam suspiciously.

"He’s right Dean," heard Sam, recognizing Cas’ voice.

"Ssshhhh, he’ll hear you !" said Dean in the most not-discreet-but-at-least-he-tried way.

"Good night Dean," managed Sam to say as he still wasn’t laughing too hard, doing his best so Gabriel wouldn’t hear him, and then threw his phone away.

Why on earth would his brother call him at 2 a.m. to know how he was doing…

"God dammit," breathed out Sam, letting himself fall on the bed.

***

Day one in the sea house. When Sam woke up it was already noon. Of course, Gabriel wasn’t home to bring him some coffee - why would he do that anyway ? Instead he left Sam a note on the kitchen counter.

Didn’t want to wake you up, you were too cute snoring,

I’ll be back by 5,

Gabe xxx

Sam felt his heart burning as he realized that Gabriel went to his room, looked at him sleeping, and found him cute.

"I don’t snore," mumbled Sam to refrain the outburst of joy he just felt.

He managed to find some food and went straight to the couch. Turning the TV on, he discovered that, yes, in France, all the shows were in French. What a discovery. He ended up on a show for children to learn English, and found it surprisingly entertaining. He finally spent the entire day watching it and unhooked his eyes from the screen only when he felt someone falling on the couch next to him.

"Don’t tell me you watched it all day long," said Gabriel with an genuinely concerned tone. Sam didn’t have to answer, Gabe having seen his face. "God damn it you did."

"In fact I woke up by noon so it’s been only half the day," laughed Sam, leaning against Gabriel’s shoulder thoughtlessly. They stared at the TV, hypnotized by the bright colors and the high voices.

"Fuck, we really gotta move our asses outta here or we’ll frigging die here," mumbled Gabriel as he ripped himself off the couch, taking Sam with him. "Go get dressed Sammy, I’m taking you to the best burger restaurant ever."

Ten minutes later they were both heading to the garage, where a Mini Cooper was waiting for them. The ride from the house to the restaurant took about fifteen minutes. They remained quiet all the way, not feeling the need to speak as their own presence was reassuring.

They spent the meal speaking, laughing, and feeding each other. They staid there until the waitress threw them outside and then they started to wonder around. Gabriel showed Sam all his favorite spots, and they ended up walking on the quay. Gabriel started to shiver and Sam rubbed his back to warm him. He finally let his arm fall down until their hands touched. They kept walking and soon they were holding hands. None of them made a comment.

These ‘late night walks’ became a habit. Gabriel was taking Sam to a different place every night, doing his best to come back early and buy more candy than they could possibly eat -but ate anyway- when he got in the house passed eight. They used to stay late and later in the couch every night, Sam having never seen Doctor Who.

"You’ve never watched Doctor Who ? Never ever ?" said Gabriel, incensed.

"Well… I never really had the occasion. It seems to be quite a big deal," answered Sam. "But I’m a student. I ain’t got time for that."

"Don’t you ever dare say something like that again. There’s always enough time for the Time Lord," recited Gabriel, a hand on the heart. "And as a student you need take some time to rest."

That’s how they started to watch the most what-the-hell-is-going-on-this-is-awesome-show that Sam had ever seen. They quickly made it to the 9th season. Once the last episode ended, Sam didn’t get why Gabriel wasn’t putting on the 10th season.

"It’s because they just started shooting it," answered Gabriel. "But don’t you think you’re done with BBC’s shows. There’s one more you really need to watch."

And that’s how Sam discovered what became his favorite show ever : Sherlock.

***

"Honey, I’m home !" said proudly Gabriel as he opened wide the door, smiling at Sam who was laying on the couch. Some might thought it was a corpse laying there before Gabriel’s entrance, but the soft voice had pulled Sam out his thoughts and he smiled at he Novak widely.

"Maple syrup’s better," mumbled Sam, laughing at the bitch face Gabriel made. He then gave him a soothing hug, seeing how tired Gabe looked.

"Let me be honest with you fellow, you look like shit," declared Sam with all the seriousness he managed to gather. The single sigh Gabriel made proved him right. "What about we just stay here tonight ? I don’t want you to actually die of tiredness because of me. It would be a mess to explain that to Cas."

"Thanks…" whispered Gabriel at Sam’s ear, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek, causing Sam to furiously blush. "But I don’t want you to starve. I’ll make pizzas," said Gabriel as he got up and headed to the kitchen.

"Need any help ?" asked Sam even though he new the answer, having seen Gabriel cooking a few time already.

"No way you’re touching anything while I am cooking. Just sit on a stool and look pretty," answered Gabriel, already getting ustensiles out of the cupboards.

Sam put on some music and did as he was told, laughing at the face Gabriel made seeing his beautiful duck-face. Gabe finally tried to teach Sam how to make pizzas, but quickly they got covered with flour so that not even five minutes later he put him back on his seat. Once the pizzas were in the oven, they waited playing cat and mouse.

"Beep, beeep, beeeeeep !"

"Pizzas’re ready !" sang Gabriel, running back to the kitchen, leaving Sam out of breath laying in the corridor.

"How can you still be running, pal… I feel like I’m about to die," said Sam as he dragged himself to the kitchen counter where the most beautiful pizzas he had ever seen waited for him - yes, he was objective.

"One each. Bon appétit !" said Gabriel, already mouthful of food.

"Damn that’s good…" moaned Sam, amazed.

"It’d better be !" laughed Gabriel, giving a thankful look at Sam.

They ate dancing, singing, playing and feeding one another. Once they had finished Gabriel decided to make a dessert, starting a choux à la crèmerecipe. Once dessert was ready they headed to the couch, starting Sherlock’s second season. Quickly Gabriel was laying on Sam, his head resting on the tall man’s chest. Ninety minutes later, once the end title over, they remained in this position, Sam rubbing softly Gabe’s back and Gabriel drawing small circles on Sam’s arm.

Gabriel was the first one to move, willing to get up but paralyzed as his eyes got captured by Sam’s. Slowly they got closer and closer until their lips were sealed. The kiss was at first soft, gentle, slow, but the growing longing of both men turned it into something more passionate. They opened their mouths with hunger as they made their tongues dance together. Sam gently made Gabriel move to have him straggling his lap, causing their hips to press against one another’s, letting them feel how aroused they both were. Gabriel locked his arms around Sam’s neck and his legs around his waist as Sam got up the couch, heading to a bedroom - his or Gabe’s, it didn’t matter. He put Gabriel softly on the bed, himself still standing before him, studying him. Gabriel moaned seeing his gaze, spreading his legs on the bed so Sam had no choice but to fall between them, throwing away Gabe’s shirt to explore his chest, kissing and bitting every inches of skin, leaded by Gabriel’s whimpers.

It was the best torture Gabriel had ever have to endure. He pulled Sam to him to kiss him once again, taking advantage of the situation to remove his shirt so he could be able to caress this soft skin he had been dreaming of since he met the guy. He wasn’t expecting Sam to firmly roll his hips against his and groaned loudly at the delicious friction. He flipped his legs to be on top of Sam, moving back and forth against him.

"Gabe you gotta stop or I’m gonna come," whimpered Sam, breathless.

Gabriel leaned to bit Sam’s neck, then softly kissed him as he kept doing. "Oh, really Sammy-boy ? You really think I will let you come with your clothes still on ?"

Sam groaned as Gabriel started to go down, leaving small kisses all along his muscles. His mind definitely turned off when Gabriel unzipped his pants with his teeth, teasing him through the fabric of his underwear. He ripped the pants off and threw it away. His eyes opened wide with hunger seeing Sam’s arousal and he couldn’t help but lean over to press some gentle kisses all over it.

Gabriel’s mind got dizzy with Sam’s whimpers. He started to pull off the last piece of fabric, looking at Sam right in the eyes as he revealed his fully naked body. Sam was paralyzed under the lusty gaze. Gabriel got back to Sam’s lips, kissing him with passion as he started to stroke him slowly, squeezing the tip, grinning at the small noises Sam made, doing his best not to cry out of his pleasure.

Gabriel suddenly felt a hand unzipping his pants and making his way to his underwear, stroking him on the same pace.

"God damn it, Sam…" mumbled Gabriel, bitting is lower lip but still keeping the same rhythm, driving Sam crazy.

"More, Gabe," begged Sam, moving faster against Gabriel’s hand.

Sam groaned as Gabriel took away from him.

"What’s wrong ?" asked Sam, leaning to touch Gabriel’s body again. Seeing the lust in his eyes he felt his cock twisting. He kissed his jaw and continued to his ear, bitting his lobe. "‘Want to feel you in me, Gabe…"

In less than a second Gabriel was back on top of Sam, licking is cock and starting to tease his entrance with his fingers. Sam didn’t have time to see him taking some lube, and he moaned loudly feeling the wetted finger making his way inside of him.

"More," he begged, already rolling his hips, lost in the mixed sensations of the mouth of Gabriel around his cock and the finger pressing against his prostate. Soon it was two fingers scissoring him, then three.

"Gabe…" But Sam didn’t have the time to finish his sentence that Gabe’s lips were on his, swallowing his moans as he heard Gabriel opening a wrapping.

Gabriel pulled back a second, looking at Sam in the eyes to be sure they both wanted the same thing. He figured out that Sam was as eager as him to go further when he took him in his hand to press Gabe’s tip against his entrance, causing both of them to moan, Gabriel burying his head in Sam’s shoulder, bitting it gently.

He pushed slowly against Sam’s entrance, gathering all is self-control to not thrust fast and hard into Sam. He then felt Sam’s hips rolling against his and he started to pull in and out, going faster and harder, rubbing Sam’s prostate every single time, causing him to cry out under him.

The sounds Sam made mixed with his tightness brought quickly Gabriel to the edge. He took Sam’s cock in his hand, stocking him at the same pace he was thrusting in. He felt Sam becoming tighter as his orgasm reached over him. Gabriel didn’t resist any longer, thrusting harder a few more times before he sunk into the ultimate wave of pleasure.

He let himself fall next to Sam, shivering because of the orgasm. He felt Sam’s arms surrounding him as their legs got mixed up. It didn’t take long for them to fall asleep.

***

The bed was cold when Sam woke up. He knew thanks to the sunlight that he wasn't in his room. The memory of Gabriel moving in him made him shiver as he got up. Once dressed he realized that Gabriel’s belongings were no more there. He headed to the kitchen, his stomach empty and his head full of questions.

"Finally !" said Gabriel as he put down a bag of clothes.

Sam frowned. "What’s going on, Gabe ? I thought we were suppose to leave in three days ?"

"Well, plan changed. Work’s calling me to Paris. Big contract," answered Gabriel in a hurry. "I took the liberty to pack your stuff. You’ll have time to eat in the plane."

Sam was speechless. He didn’t have time to argue that Antony, the driver, came in and started to carry the bags to the car.

Once in the plane Sam tried to speak to Gabriel, with no result. He always answered quickly, not willing to continue the conversation, always on his phone or reading what seemed to be serious papers.

Gabriel had noticed that Sam was trying to get his attention, but he did his best to bury himself in what was in fact a simple water bill. Last night was one of his best ever. Yet, he wasn’t able to handle it. This affection he felt for Sam had disturbed him in the most serious way. But he couldn't afford loosing himself in a new relationship. He simply couldn’t. He tried to seem as indifferent as he could and his heart hurt more than he expected when he saw Sam withdrawing.

***

"Oh… Hello guys. We weren’t expecting you," said Dean, laid on Cas on the kitchen counter, a Nutella pot next to them.

Without a comment Gabriel headed to his office, not paying attention to what was about to happen in his kitchen - and not thinking about what might have happened before. Dean and Cas’s minds got straight clear as they felt the palpable tension between their little brothers. With a simple gaze they decided to split, Dean going to talk to Sam and Cas going to talk to Gabriel.

"What happened ?" asked Dean softly.

"Why do you mind ?" answered Sam angrily.

"Because I’m your big bro and I see you’re not alright. So tell me. What happened ?"

"You perfectly know what happened, Dean," said Sam, getting up to look at the window.

"And ?" Sam remained silent. Dean started to be really worried. "Did he hurt you ? Did he make you do things you didn’t want ? Fuck it Sam, tell me if I gotta destroy his jackass face," said Dean with despair, knowing at the gaze Sam gave him that he wouldn’t have any answer.

"If you hurt him Cas will leave you. It’s not worth it. I just didn’t expected that… Well. That it would end up like that. But I’m ok. Just tired because of the flight."

Dean was suspicious, but he finally let his brother alone. Going downstairs he heard voices coming from Gabriel’s office.

"Why did you have to mess it up, Gabe ? Are you this stupid ? You may have a lot of success in your work life but you can’t act the same way in relationships with human beings. You can’t leave someone and hope that you will find another after. Sam isn’t a fucking start-up !" shouted Cas, and Dean grinned at the comparison.

"Fuck you, Cas. That’s my damn life. You have no fucking idea what I’ve been through," answered Gabriel with a bitter tone. "Now leave my damn office and go back to your perfect love life. I got work to do."

Dean shared a concerned look with Cas when he came out of the office.

"We will leave you earlier Gabriel," started Cas in the evening when they were all gathered around the table, "Dean has an interview on Monday." Gabriel just nodded as an answer. "Have you seen that Micheal is getting married earlier ?" Another nod for an answer. "You could come at our flat if you don’t want to deal with the family for one more night," said Cas, trying one more time to get his attention.

"I got two months and a half to think about it. I might as well rent one for myself," answered Gabriel, getting back to his food.

After two days of cold war Cas and the two Winchesters left France, leaving Gabriel alone in his too big house.

***

"C’mon Sam, leave this damn room and come with us," raged out Dean as he tried to pull is little bro out of his flat. Sam had moved to a new one. He couldn’t handle the view of the happy couple Dean and Cas made. He had made the terrible mistake of giving a key of the apartment to his brother. Now he definitely had to change the lock.

"Leave me alone, jerk," said Sam, not removing his eyes of his screen. He had to memorize every words for the year to come class. He had to be top of the class if he wanted to get a good job instead of working in a shitty office.

"Bitch," replied Dean, smiling but still worried. "Come on, Sam, since when didn’t you get your ass out of here ?"

Sam didn’t answer, the truth being : he didn’t even remember. As soon as him and the happiest couple of the year got back from France he wanted to leave the guys alone. Two weeks later he moved to his new flat and he left it only to buy some edible stuff. It’s been two months now.

"Don’t make me do this, pal," asked Dean seriously.

"Don’t make you do what ?"

Sam’s eyes opened wide as his big brother pulled on the fire alarm.

"What’s wrong with you, guy ?" said Sam, putting his hands on his ears in the hope of not turning deaf before his seventies.

Sam finally agreed to go out with his brother. Slowly he started to be more and more sociable, and Dean claimed victory when Sam agreed to be part of their Friday’s beers/shots tradition again.

"I really don’t wanna go to your brother’s wedding. I go only because I love you," declared seriously Dean to Cas one day, a little to much of alcohol in his blood.

"You know what, Dean ?" answered Cas on the same serious tone, leaning like he was about the say the code of the atomic bomb, "I don’t wanna go either. But if we don’t, you gotta be suuuure they will destroy our life because their’s so shitty they don’t get anything else to do." Drunk Cas was a bless to humanity.

Sam was pretty happy he wasn’t invited. He couldn’t even imagine him among all those people, this world he wasn’t a part of. And first thing to be glad of : he didn’t have to buy a fancy suit that would cost the price of a house only to wear it once since he didn’t have a so-called Cas to buy it for him.

"Knock Knock Knock"

Sam got up from his couch, passing in front of the big windows revealing the sleepy city. Of course it has to be when he was re-rewatching the last episode of Sherlock that someone had to interrupt him.

If it’s Dean I kill him.

It was Gabriel waiting behind the door.

"Hello Sam," started Gabriel with an uncertain tone he tried to hide, "would you mind if we both go to the cafe downstair and talk for a while ?"

Sam didn’t have a clue how to react, all the memories coming back in his head seeing the familiar face. However, he took a jacket and followed the Novak.

"So… What have you done since you got back home ?" asked Gabriel taking a sip of his coffee.

"Well… I moved in my new flat. I study. That’s pretty much everything." Sam felt like he was dreaming, head dizzy and heart beating hard. "What about you ? You were heading to Paris for a new contract lost time I saw you."

Gabriel swallowed hard. "Yes… A big contract. Lots of work. The company’s on his own now. I’ve sold my stocks. I figured out I had to manage some time out to have a life beside work."

"Nice."

They remained quiet as they finished their cups of coffee.

"I saw you kept on watching Sherlock," said Gabriel with a smirk. "You’ve seen the last episode ?"

"Hell yeah I saw it !" replied Sam. "I still can’t live with it, by the way," he laughed, and the mood went from freaking weird to warm.

"Actually I’ve started to play the violin since I’ve seen it," confessed Gabriel.

"I tried to. But me with an instrument is the promise of a huge mess," said Sam, commanding two more coffees.

They talked about the show for hours. When the waitress told them that the cafe was closing, Gabriel took Sam back to his flat.

"By the way…" Sam frowned, "where do you sleep ?"

"Dean and Cas have gently accepted me on their couch."

"You’re lucky," said Sam, "their couch’s freaking confortable. Way more than my actual bed to be honest," he laughed, and Gabriel laughed with him.

"Tomorrow afternoon we’ll leave to the hotel. They want everyone to sleep there so they’ll be sure no-one will flee without them knowing it," spit out Gabriel.

"You aren’t happy going there either, aren’t you ?" asked Sam with pity.

"You can’t even imagine," breathed Gabriel out with despair.

They both stood there, one on each side of the door, the weird vibe was back again.

Gabriel took a deep breath. "In fact I was thinking… Would you go there with me so we’ll endure this together ?" asked him, not knowing if he actually asked it out loud as if his brain was messing with him once again.

"Yes," answered Sam, surprising both of them.

Chapter Three : Let there be love

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#Discovery Trip #supernatural #spn #sam winchester #gabriel #dean winchester #castiel #au #fanfiction #sabriel #destiel #smut #lemon #sam x gabriel #sam x gabriel smut #fluff

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365 days of writing: day 140

Day 140: meme fanart

This morning the house smelled like oil and it turns out our furnace leaked pretty badly so after I took my shower Poppy had to turn off the furnace. She finally decided that she’s going to call BGE about coming over during the week to see if they can fix it. She might even get them to fix the A.C. too but we’ll see about that. I’ve been let down too many times to just accept that she’s going to do it but I do know she applied for Social Security and will be getting checks every month starting in September so that might be why she’s finally thinking about taking care of it. It would be nice to be able to experience central air one more time before I go off to Japan. It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve experienced having central A.C. at home but I’ll try not to get too excited about it just in case.

I drew a fanart of Yamcha today after I was done hanging out online for a little while and played a little bit of Pokemon before my parents took me out for a late lunch. We decided that we’re going to get me some sunglasses and a pair of swimming trunks tomorrow morning since I was a little tired after we were done eating and wanted to come back here to watch some Anime. The new episodes of SnK’s season 2 was alright, a little better than they have been thus far but they didn’t properly deliver my favorite line of Levi’s so I’m pretty upset about that. IT would have been great to hear his actual line said by his Seiyuu but the line they said was I guess a more suspicious sounding version or his line and less sarcastic. They seemed to have him literally say they sounded like they were actually looking forward to fighting the titans instead of him saying “Sorry I couldn’t get you a hot date with a titan.” Which is implying that he found their eagerness to fight titans suspicious without practically saying that was suspicious and it just messed up the whole point of Levi’s humor. That and someone using a drama CD audio clip on tumblr to claim that Ereri is canon have really turned me off of the Anime (though I argue that drama CD clip only proved that Eren loving Levi is canon since Levi didn’t act like someone who returns said feelings).

I watched two episodes of Dragon Ball as well and I’m still enjoying it so far despite the fact that I can see another Shounen trope approaching. I guess I’m more laid back about it in Dragon Ball because they were doing it at a time I didn’t see everyone else doing it so it wasn’t stale and unoriginal at the time…if that makes sense? I do think modern Shounen was shaping itself around that time and I can see how Dragon Ball shaped other Jump stories so that part of it is also pretty amusing to learn about. The food from our box subscriptions came a day late btw and I’m not too please with this week’s selections to be honest but I think I might just go ahead and cook the one recepie that sounds like it might be good because it doesn’t look like it will be too hard to do alone and it has cucumbers in it. I love cucumbers so I’m happy about that.

My best bro is coming over tomorrow afternoon so I do hope he likes the fanart of Yamcha I drew using that pose. It’s my first time drawing him and since I don’t really do Toriyama’s style well as I probably mentioned a billion times and the pose was also really slim in comparison to even early Dragon Ball Yamcha I feel like he ended up looking like Yamcha if he was in a fusion Anime (Shoujo and Shounen elements mixed together) like Gundam or at least a less overly masculine Shounen like Fullmetal Alchemist or D.Gray Man. I like that style though because I initially tried for example to do his eyes completely in Toriyama’s style but the way he draws eyes on his male character’s is my least favorite quality so I made them at least a little bigger and then I was able to be ok with it. I worried if I gave him the usual eye-style I drew he would no longer look like Yamcha. I might do it one day if I’ve gotten more confortable drawing him. I thought of a good meme to do for him and other characters that would be a more respectful joke and work along the lines of those expectation versus reality pictures. Basically one side would be really stylized and handsome (or pretty) and the other side would be more ‘accurate’ and probably even be a little silly. One side being how the fans see the character and the other how the character actually is. That actually is more like another meme I’ve seen isn’t it? Ha ha….I guess that would also have to wait till I’m either able to edit pictures or till I can figure out how to draw two images on one piece of paper better (spacing is really hard for me). Anyway, I guess I’ll end this entry here for now. I think that idea would be fun once I get used to drawing more or have more stamina/skill. We’ll see if I can ever work it out.

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Episode #8: “hoebi hears ALL things shady...” - Tobi

Ok I’m super excited because we finally got a challenge involving something I’m good at which is aesthetics. I fucking love moodboards and I really wanna win a challenge so I’m hoping I can win this.

So I am absolutely not creative at all so this challenge is gonna be a struggle for me so love that

So Wes was just voted out. Im neutural about it. Yes wes was a number, but it wouldve done too much drama to try and save him. Im playing my game not his. He didnt do himself any favours.

This round my target is david. He seems like someone who isnt central to everyone. So therefore I think he would easier to get votes on. Plus scott has mentioned david annoys him. So im hoping that now i can managed to pull 2 people our way to vote our david.

people sure gettin feisty..

lets start off with missus dani and mr michael the obvious f2.. like bitch if ur gonna leak things i tell u dont make it obvious!! LAMFJHFG and now dani wants to flip the script on felix bc She Doesnt Want To Do What Shes Told. like gtfo :) ugh im sick of them both i wanna blindside them so bad..

and then i might get caught leakin if this shit gets out more.. hope the vote stays at felix vs david tho bc its bye bye david :)

uhm idk wha t more to say. im done with these mercia people..

Today... the tea... is absolutely STEAMING!! so initially the plan was for david to leave bc felix also wanted to blindside him... but scott's told michael who TOLD david about it and now david knows about it so the target is switched rn... Also more tea is that dani thought she was slick and told scott that she wanted to blindside felix along with scott, david, michael, some sweyn, and said ahrre would do whatever she said... what she said also insinuated that me, mo, and felix were on the bottom of our og tribe... guess she doesn't know that hoebi hears ALL things shady... looks like im flipping off of my og tribe for a 3rd org in a row ladies

im such a fucking mess.... but thank god i have rhys/jones/ryan pickin up the pieces and we still blindsidin.. ALMFJBG

GOD I HOPE ITS DANI THO IM DESPERATE FOR HER TO GO. and i wanna show michael u dont fucking throw me utb n get away with it.. i may be inbred but im not completely dumb n i have the social bonds to stay aMJFHBG

im so dumb like i deserve nothing good after this.

pleaseletmewinpleaseletmewinpleaseletmewinpleaseletmewinpleaseletmewin i w a n t t h i s

SO MUCH HAS BEEN GOING DOWN GUYS this tea is HOT SO since before the Wes vote, Felix, Mo, Tobi, Scooty, Ryan, Rhys and myself were planning on voting for David for the F11 vote - because he's a comp threat and seems pretty set on not flipping on OG Mercia BUT when Scooty was chit chatting with his Canute bff Michael, MICHAEL SPILLED THE BEANS and basically threw Scooty under the bus, so David found out about the plan! I had to play dumb when David asked me about it, and I told him I had no idea (and he totally fell for it >:3c), BUT Felix heard about it and went to Ryan and it became A [clap emoji] CLUSTER [clap emoji] FUCK [clap emoji x3] Scooty also got tea from Dani that she wants to flip the script on Felix with Scooty, me, David, Michael, and Ahrre (she said Ahrre would follow along with anything bc they're paranoid asf) - SO she basically layed out the Mercia tribe Dynamics and indirectly said that Mo, Felix, and Tobi were on the bottom. Which honestly we knew, but that works perfectly for us Sweyn ;) So after I cleared everything up with Felix that Scooty never spilled the beans to David and that Michael is a total snake, we were thinking about what to do next -And because David knows his name's been mentioned, we had to tread carefully. So then we thought,, why not use this paranoia to our advantage? We can make David feel like he's a target so they can possibly play an idol on him (which is a HUGE possibility) but in actuality,,, we're voting for Dani or Michael. It's pretty obvious to everyone that they're a really tight duo and it would be great if we could split them up now before they go far. Right now everyone would definitely prefer to vote Dani (and so would I) because apparently she's a possible comp threat, and also she's v messy so there's that. but if she possibly wins immunity then the vote's changing to Michael. As long as that duo breaks up then we're solid. BUT THAT'S THE TEA FOR NOW I'll try to make another confessional if my dumbass remembers to <3

So I didn’t win, which makes me sad but I did come in second place. Another good thing is that Jones won and I’m allies with Jones so I’m very happy about this. Overall I’m happy.

Hey ya boy is back now I'm gonna recap last week cause my flop ass forgot to do it as it happened. Basically I didn't win immunity which is good. Then I went take a poopoo and when I come back everyone is saying Wes, so hey guess I don't work this week, a nice change compared to the week jose went home.

As for Wes well he hadn't been the most active and I really didn't had a bond with him so that seemed as a convenient vote to me. Aparently he was also targetted cause he was one point away from winning immunity? idk how much of a factor that was but hey kids all the more of a reason to throw them early challenges.

Now talking about tribe lines I'm doing my job talking with the other guys and letting them know I'm willing to work with them. However I'm keeping my eyes on them, specially Scott who seemed to have charmed Michael and Dani in after having flipped on Malik. Add to that the connections he probably has with his OG tribe and make no mistake he could very well be in the best position in this game, which means I will probably have to take a shoot on him sooner or later.

Tobi could also be in a similar postion since the other guys saved him when they had a 4-1 tribe divition advantage, but idk how much was up to Tobi chatting them up instead of Madison being a liability, but I will also keep an eye in him.

Additionally Michael is def not fully in with the idea of staying og tribe strong, which is fair enough. But he also told me Felix told him last week he wanted david out next week, so that would basically be this week. So I'm gonna have to learn more about that, also I never knew who originally threw Wes's name out and no one seemed to know but something tells me Michael had something to do with that as well.

So all in all that's a bunch of stuff I'm gonna have to act upon while keeping a low profile, but hey lazy week was last week so it's not time to get confortable and sit around without doing anything.

sooo i came online today to some messiness lmao. apparently danielle/michael/david all found out about felix's plan, and michael went to Felix and basically threw Scott under the bus about it lmfao. and they want to pull in Ahrre + some Sweyns to flip it on Felix and uh.... yeah no afkdsf. i was able to get felix back on the right page and i think we're good to go him/Mo + Sweyns and blindside Danielle or Michael hehe, because felix thinks an idol could pop up or something idk

so the new plan is blindside miss dani.. thank god LMAOAOAA i been wantin her ass out forever and i wanna have michael stay shook bc if he thinks im gonna be loyal to him after this.. lmao

SHE SHOULDA JUST SAT THERE AND ATE HER FOOD INSTEAD OF SITTIN THERE SAYIN ‘OH I DONT WANNA DO WHAT IM TOLD’ LIKE BITCH. YES U WILL. OTHERWISE UR ASS IS GRASS. THANK U, NEXT.

Okay, so Jones won immunity. Great! Sweyn on the immunity train.

So David was the original plan. However scott went around trying to swing it to david to people who cant keep their gob shut. Michael went to tell David, and david has come full circle and started asking everyone if they had heard my name. So now The sweynians have tried to swing the vote on Dani. As its seen that her and Michael are a pair & Tobi finds Dani annoying.

So we are going to keep the facade that its still David and try to keep telling Michael its David etc and get votes on David. When in reality thats a big fat lie. And Dani should be getting votes.

So tonight the vote is very simple. To vote Ryan however the complication comes from whether or not I go with the og sweyns to blindside David in an attempt to really open the game up and have less of a tribe vs tribe dynamic. Also complicating matters is the fact scott wants me dani and David to form a voting block with Ahrre and someone else to really control this game. It seems to me that I need to really think about my decision.

they better make up their minds whether its me or ryan bc i aint agreeing to a 5th name this tribal LAMFJHFG

So all this is messy and I just start thinking, why don’t I flip like David’s a threat and it would open up the game 100% and also if it was just a case of David vs Ryan id vote ryan but I like Rhys so.

So a lot happened and now it’s rhys but I don’t want rhys I want ryan and with my crazy coo coo plan I hope that i get what I want bc that would be cute and like so unexpected and it would get the game to be opened up

im gunna fucking piss myself why are mercia SO DUMB!!! THEY WANNA SPLIT BETWEEN RYAN AND RHYS LMAOAOAOA LIKE HOW.. KILL ALL UR BONDS IDC!! ME AND JONES ARE BUSY CRYING LAUGHING BC THEYRE JUST SO FUCKING BAD AAAAAAAA

So I wake up to hear my name being throw around by my own og tribe... I love this tea soooo much... like in the end they settled for ryan but the fact that they have the audacity to put me up as an option AND THEN ask me for my vote... I have to laugh LKJHDFLJ I guess its time to flip the script!! Dani and Michael are coming up with this "genius" plan of splitting the votes between ryan and rhys because they think scott, jones, and I are with them... oh honey... they have a big storm comin... we're using this to our advantage to do a clean vote on Dani and take out one of them mofos... miss piggy gets revenge tonight

soo i came online to a whollllllle big ass mess lmao. Dani & Michael been scrambling to get out me or Rhys to save David and they have no idea they've dug themselves so far into a ditch.... it's scary knowing i'm gonna get votes but i feel confident that ppl have my back... i feel good that the Sweyns + Tobi + Felix will vote together to get Dani, and I just hope we've done a good job at making them not see it coming... but even if they do and an idol is played correctly by them, my idol 10000% is going to make an appearance hehehe

Hello here I am,, coming in clutch as the moodboard QUEEN. um,, thank god honestly. bc rn it seems like og Mercia wanted to just pick off Sweyn and I know for a fact David would've wanted to go for me first bc of Ko Chang (which btw, if you target people for past games, choke, it's a new game get over it sweaty c:) but yeah I'm glad I have immunity <3 thank god I ran a moodboard account over the summer teehee So yeah rn the Mercia group is a clusterfuck and I love it,,, I love watching the world burn yk? They really just,,, have no idea what they're doing. first they want to go for Scott, but apparenlty that's a cover and they're going for Ryan, THEN SCOTT KNOWS and they change the vote to Rhys, then they're splitting??? like??? hello????? y'all gotta make up your minds we've been planning on voting Dani out since before immunity came out. this couldn't have been easier honestly. I love this. THEN MICHAEL bless his heart I love him so fucking much but he really told me that David doesn't trust any of Sweyn and wants them out,, like,,, does he not realize,,,,,,,,,,,,,I'm from Sweyn. like,,, that makes me want to take you guys out even more. PLUS he's really digging his own grave when he says that Mo and Ahrre can do whatever they want and they don't matter like,, you don't give the people on the bottom leg room. that's really dumb I love Michael to death but he's doing this to himself rn but heres the rundown on what everyone on that side THINKS is happening - Michael, myself, Scooty, Dani and David vote for Ryan - Ryan and Rhys vote for David - and Mo, Ahrre Tobi and Felix do whatever the fuck they want/Rhys apparently. so that would be a 5/4/2 vote for Ryan. HERE'S WHAT'S ACTUALLY HAPPENING (or what I think is happening based on my sleuthing) - David Dani and Michael are voting for Ryan - Ahrre is voting for Rhys - and myself, Scooty, Ryan, Rhys, Tobi, Mo, and Felix are all voting for Dani. making it a 7/3/1 split. I really hate how cocky I sound rn but holy fuck Mercia really crumbled and I barely did anything except for keeping Sweyn/Felix/Mo/Tobi on my side. Thank god. plus with all of this info we gathered now it'll be a lot easier to pull in Ahrre so we can take out the rest of Mercia. see y'all at F10 <3

everyone in this game can stay shook sweyn is runnin this shit..

this is legit my gameplan. be a crazy ass bitch and be a mess and people will never vote ur ass cus they think ull lose in ftc LAMJFBFG

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OKAY. So lets catch up on the vote.

Originally sweyn was going for David. So Scotty was trying to get on it early and get people to swing to him. He told Michael. Michael tells David. David asks all of Sweyn if we heard his name.

We all regroup, and decide Michael or Dani is the best bet. As you know, snitches get stiches. Dani is Michaels ally and I have heard some people have been annoyed with her. So Dani is our new target. We have Tobi, Felix and Mo on board supposedly.

I continue the facade and talk to Michael and Dani about the vote with David. Inorder to keep David thinking its him. Going over whos voting who and blah blah.

Apprently the others, were going to go for Ryan. However Michael told Scotty about it being Ryan, when he was supposed to. This lead to Scotty telling Dani, who told David. So now *apprently* they think Ahrre told Scotty. So now I've been told the vote has been switched to me. But it may be split between me and Ryan.

So right now, I think Dani is going home, with a few votes on me or Ryan. However keyword being THINK. This could be completly a blindside on my half. Just gotta keep fingers crossed.

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Man, so tonight's tribal is gonna be crazy. I got my alliance of Felix, Michael, Danielle and myself voting for Rhys. And I'm gonna use my vote steal to steal Ahrre's vote since he considered himself the swing vote and I'm gonna vote Rhys again with it. If this plan works, Rhys goes home.

We've been telling everyone else that the vote is Ryan, so in case there's an idol being played on either Rhys or Ryan, the other one will hopefully go home.

Ok so a lot has been going on and I've got a big headache so lets just sum it all up.

1. Scott is a dangerous little fella aparently the entire Felix throwing David under the bus last week story was bs. 2. OG Sweyn are going after David. 3. David is going after rhys but he's telling me to vote ryan for some reason, I assume that's because someone leaked the ryan vote to Scott and for some reason he thinks it was me? Either way he's really risking it considering I'm not sure he even has majority, plus he's alienating my ass so I have no real reason to keep him if I survive this round.

Anyhow I'm paranoid now so wish me gl.

Danielle is voted out 7-2-2.

#episode #royallyyours

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In My Life

https://notyourcity.nyc/in-my-life/

IN MY LIFE

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As a 15 year old child growing up in New York City, I was accustomed to a looser set of restrictions upon my personal agency than many other children, and I was exposed to opportunities that did not exist for many other children. I believed it was my right to drink as deeply from the cup of life as I could, by virtue of having had the good fortune to be born into a position of opportunity. This was a mentality echoed by my peers as we began using drugs and drinking, but not by my mother as I began to naturally arrange my priorities according to my interests. I awoke the morning of January the 31st, 2011 to find two hulking goons standing in my doorway, as one of them tossed me a bag of clothes and told me to get up and come with them. They told me they would handcuff me if I didn’t do what they wanted. My mom stood silently in my hallway and didn’t say a word as I left for the next 16 months.

When I touched down in Atlanta, GA, my plane goon transferred me to a different pair of goons. These ones were called Cecil and Paul. They took me to Chick-Fil-A. Then they took me to a remote wilderness outpost where I was made to strip and squat in front of them, coughing once to dislodge any potential insertables from my rectum. My clothes and belongings were put in a box, and I was fitted in a red Gildan tee, khaki pants, hiking shoes and a 60lb pack. They made me sign some forms and enroll as the newest member of Second Nature Wilderness Program, Blue Ridge. Cecil and Paul drove me through the woods for about an hour before coming to a stop on the side of a dark mountain road. Two neon parkas emerged from the trees to walk me to G6, the group of drug addict boys. I was told that I was on ‘Earth Phase’ and would not be allowed to enter the group until I had completed my coursework and a minimum of 24 hours had passed. I was handed a packet and placed under a tarp away from the group of bearded teens. I stayed there the whole night, watching the campfire, thinking about my life, until the rain got bad and they brought me into the middle. That was where we slept that night, under the Big Blue tarp. In my subsequent 19 weeks in the program that never happened again.

Second Nature Wilderness Program is a behavioral modification treatment option for at-risk youth. Children as young as 12 were enrolled in the pediatric version of the program, called Footsteps. There was a voluntary treatment option for adults called Second Nature Entrada in Utah. Maybe there still is. Being 15 I was just past the cutoff to be in the teen drug addict group, where I was classified as an addict and surrounded by a milieu of similarly classified teenagers. The classification is important because that otherization was the central justification for why we were unable to be responsible for our own lives and the center was morally obliged to correct us for our poor parents. Any sort of defiance or contradictory opinion was met with a swift condemnation of the addict that made you say that. We were reduced to barely feeling automatons expected to adapt to change without attachment and accept any consequences outside our control. I did extraordinarily well in some aspects of that. Some of the moments I spent in the woods were the only peaceful ones I’d had in a while.

Life was extremely regulated in the G6 society. Every day there was a rotating list of group jobs, that proceeded according to how long a member had been in the group. Each group member was given a number that advanced as the oldest members left. We called out our numbers in order to identify to staff that we hadn’t run away as we used the bathroom, every 3-5 seconds. There was a piss tarp and shit tarp. In addition to group jobs such as meal prep in which everyone had a designated function, there were group tasks such as camp set up and breakdown that we accomplished in timed cycles. We would be given rewards for meeting objectives within timed constraints, and consequences for going over. This required us to foster an atmosphere of productivity and community, and gave members opportunities to display leadership by actions and speech. We were not allowed to know the time. Thinking about the future was discouraged. Trying to ‘information gather’ or otherwise exert control over your situation was set up as a no win prospect. We were not allowed to conduct conversations out of earshot of staff. We were not allowed to be out of sight for any period of time besides when we used the bathroom or went to bed. Staff collected our boots at night so that we couldn’t run away.

In Fire Phase a group member was expected to learn how to bust a fire with sticks. By bow-drilling using material collected from the environment we made all of our group meals and fires. White pine made the spindles, long flexible sticks the bows, pine or sage or cedar the fireboards (we only got pine). We used hand-shredded poplar bark, called nesting, for kindling. In fire phase you were expected to carve your own wooden spoon to eat with. We used bear gloves to handle knives and fire. Food was stored in bear bags, which were each collected at the end of the night and strung up over a tree to deter predators. I loved throwing the bear knot successfully, yelling my name for 45 minutes while I tried to loop it between two branches.

Days, weeks, months of my life here. Hidden behind a wave of nostalgia and grief. I felt implicitly the premium of my youth slipping away. At 3 weeks I was told I was not going home. No one went home. Aftercare was the de facto recommendation of our therapist Lu Vaughn. A former drugaddict, she was a big book thumping god fearing hurricane of bullshit-calling out. She had snow white hair and clear blue eyes. The first time she met me she played Styx - Angry Young Man from her speaker. I was mad at my mom. I was mad at the world for sending me here. I had lost control of a situation that I thought was sacrosanct. I was reeling and scared. I ran with her dog up and down the hills faster than anyone, she said that’s when she knew I was a crazy person.

In My Life

In my life, I've felt like the odd one out. I was always too hyper, too aggressive, too much for adults to handle. Trouble seemed to follow me wherever I went. I was a socially awkward mess, too smart for my own good and ignorant of how people were supposed to act.

When I Was in th3rd

When I was in 3rd grade, I began seeing a psychiatrist. I was also put on medication. At the time, I didn't know why it was happening, but it made me feel like I had a problem, and I was ashamed when I saw someone takem my medications. I was always angry. I still don't know why, but when something made me mad I would have the urge to be violent. The only way to fully satisfy tha urge was to hit someone. It was verye asy to make me angry

In the beginning of 6th grade, my parents divocred. 3 weeks before, my mother told me she didn't love my father. Even so, I was shocked. That began a depression thaat lasted about a year, for both my brtoehr an I. My mom dind't try to confort me, she was satactly. and we were sad. 6th grade is a blur of aggression and anger, I hated authority and made very few friends, I kep tthe dicvocere I asecret. I'm stil noot sure why.

My mom and I never had a good relationship. I was always the problem child. I wasn't helped when I got hurt and I was punished more than my brother and sister. Even now, despite the fact that my brother and I both smoke and drink, I was the only one t o go to rehab, and the only one to com ehere. My mom is bipolar, like me. She is irrationall and stubborn, and in my opinion a flawed parent. She is a pushover in some ways, and far too obstinate where she shouldn't be. Given the choice, I would gladly live away from her. When I was younger, she made me feel like I was an outcast, a weirdo with problems that no one else has, and it was my fault. She made me feel unloved, and I was. When I became too big of a problem and made her life too hectic, she has no problem cuttin gme losoe.

I missed a lot

of school. Many days in 7th grade, and many in 8th grade. When I started to miss days in 8th grade, my mom had enough. She sent me to Long island to live with my dad. 3weeks or so fatter I had arrived, she put the house we were ivinging in on the market, knowing that my dad had no job and that he was the one paying the mortgage the past 2 years. Eventually, she found a buyer, and my dad and I moved into a room in a man's house, where he lived with a woman we knew as "pink". There was only one bed so we slept together

Throughout my time in that house, IU fell deepr into depression. I had developed social anxiety, and found it almost impossible to make friends in my new school. I began to miss days again, and the school let me stop coming in, on groups of 'emotional illness'? I was sedentary, spending days on end in that small room. I had been stick thin my whol elife for the ffirst time I began to wain geith. My bipolar episodes gerw more frequent, I lashed out at my dad. I didn't see my sister for 3 months. Eventually, I went back to school. I finished the last couple of months. I still failed to make friends

in the summer, I went to camp in the city, for the first time in years. I was happy, I lived with my mother again. Careful to beo on my best behavior. I made friends again, I became close with my twin brother again. Things seemed to be going right. Miraculously, I was able to convince my mom to take me back. My dad was very hurt, but I knew it wawsm y only chance for happiness. In another miracle, I was able to get into a good school, despite my absences and poor grades. Things were finally looking up.

At Elanor Roosevelt High SChool, I discovered drugs. I quickly became a frequent pot smoker, using it was a bway to mond with my newfound friends. I slowely developed social skills again, and even got myself a girlfriend, cameill. all the while, I smoked, and I drank. I couldn't have been happier. Gradually, I began smoking more and more frequentlyu. It became a daily routine. Marijuana recatwed with the medications. I took, and givngme potent fvisual hallucinations and experiences I can't even put into words, I got much higher than my friendsearning me ntickmame "crackhead ed"Graduall, I fell inl ove with CAmille, she was depressive too, had afewtimeswasoveral" dammaged goods" she had been it was my job to help. And I did, I put large emoungs into making her better. Gradually, I began to see results. Once I began to love her, it seemed our relationship took a turn for the worse. She began to have doubts, and became more depressed. When we broke up, the following day I stayed home from school and tried ecstasy. I had been sold fake pills, so it didn't do very much for me. WE got back together several times, but it ddn't last. She had changed, possibley because of me.

MY LIFE

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Happy Asks 💫

Sunrises: What is something you are looking forward to? I want to meet new people and enjoy with the ones i’m always with. I want to get into art again and create pretty things.

Honeybees: What is something you have done recently that you are proud of? It can be anything at all, even just waking up every morning.

I drew Min Yoonji from the last episode of RUN BTS and i’m kinda proud of it. I also got the perfect melody tone to sing Lost Stars.

Roller skating: What are your hobbies? Drawing, singing, dancing, hanging out (partying or whatever), listening to music, sleeping, watching series and movies, playing with dogs in the street, eating desserts, fashion and reading.

Stars: What are your favorite blogs? idk

Poppy flowers: What are your favorite flowers? narcisus are the best, i also like baby’s breath.

Lemonade: What is the sweetest thing anyone has every done for you? Nobody has made never something special or sweet for me lmao. May sound sad but it’s something i don’t really care about.

Dogs: What do you look for in friends? Friends must be loving, caring and funny.

Painting: If you could dye your hair any color, what would it be? I was thinking about growing my hair till middle back. Then i would like to dye it brown with sparkles of purple.

Smiles: What is the greatest compliment you have ever received? What is a compliment you wish someone would give you? The greatest compliment to me came from my art teacher in my last year of high school, she told me my art was amazing and it was really deep. And I wish someone could tell me i am really like really pretty but like with facts that prove that.

Fairy lights: If someone wanted to get to know you, what should they read/watch/listen to? Maybe they should listen Fxxk It by Big Bang or Hold Me Tight by BTS, or i don’t know lmao.

Dancing: Describe your dream date. And again: my dream date would be a cute funny date in an amusement park holding hands, making jokes and eating ice cream. Stay there till midnight and walking through the city talking about deep philosophical topics. Holding hands and cuteness is a must.

Rainbows: What always makes you feel better when you’re sad? i go to see my lil brother. He’s the cutest and he always makes me feel better. Talking with my bff or my sister would work too.

Beaches: If you could go anywhere in the world, right this moment, where would you go? China. Imagine those streets filled with neon lights at 4AM. It would be so romantic.

Cats: What do you like to do on lazy days? Sheet mask + kdramas + cereals

Sunflowers: What do you want other people to think of you? I just want other people to think about me. More than thinking, i want them to remember me with sweetness and love. I’m asking for too much.

Laughter: List 5 things that make you happy.

CUTE BOYS, PUPPIES, SWEETS, FAMILY, ART.

Balloons: When do you feel most like yourself? late lonely nights make me realize who i am, who i want to be, what i want to achieve and those stuffs. I feel comfortable with myself thinking about that things in the middle of the night.

Daisies: What is your favorite quote? “I don’t wanna go too fast cuz nothing really lasts”

Trees: Name one thing you have learned this past year that has made you a better person? Love is more abstract and complex than i thought, the next time i start to have feelings for anyone, it won’t be so immature and fast, i will take my time to prove if it is going to be a good idea or not. Even if i started a relationship and in a moment i realize that i don’t feel confortable, or that person makes me sad, or it is harmful for me, i definitely break up. Love is not a must, it is something you get WHEN YOU ARE SURE ABOUT THE SITUATION.

Polaroids: What is your favorite thing about yourself? I like my bright personality. People might think i’m childish but those who know me well they know that i’m more apart from that.

Sunsets: If you could paint the sky any colors, what would they be? PASTEL PINK AND BLUE. And Green. AND YELLOW.

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Could you analyze Hiroto and Midorikawa's relationship throughout the series (+Go)? And how their relationship was when they were smol kiddos? Bonus if you can analyze whether or not there's anything ~romantic~ between them, or at least some possibility of that. I really appreciate yourposts though! They're all great and in depth

Hello ! Of course, I can~ Thank you so much for all these requests, and sorry for the delay ! Also, THANK YOU for your compliments ! It means a lot !! >3

Both Midorikawa and Hiroto appeared in the Aliea Arc, but we can’t use it since they had no interactions during the S2. So let’s begin with the S3 ! And we have A LOT to say about their relationship !

First, the episode 76, when Hiroto helped Midorikawa to trust himself, his skills and his own sakka ! Just the fact that Hiroto noticed that Midorikawa wasn’t okay, is something important to have in mind. No one noticed (except Coach Kudou, if I remember well) that he was going through a difficult time. Hiroto has always been the one to encourage and cheer up Midorikawa, the origin from his grow. ‘Cause just imagine if Hiroto would have not noticed it ?

I do think they were already good friends before the Aliea Arc and when they were kids. Hiroto is someone who observes a lot, and notices everything. But when it comes from someone he’s close to, he knows how to help and make him get up again. They grew together, and surely learned to know each other. We’re always seeing them together, so there’s something special which has been created between them.

Throughout the S3, Midorikawa kept him aware of his improvement and was even cheering Hiroto from afar. If we take his letter for an exemple, he wanted to thank him for having this confidence in him. Midorikawa is a figther, but maybe that Hiroto’s confidence in him just pushed him to surpass his limits and come back again. So, Hiroto is a source of confidence and confort for Midorikawa, knowing that there’ll always be someone to support him no matter what.

Hiroto knows well Midorikawa is a fighter, but just needed someone to push him. I do think that Midorikawa is like Kazemaru, with a low self-confidence, and like Endou did for Kazemaru, Hiroto remembered him what he needed to know and what was going to help him growing.

In Go, Hiroto is at the head of Kira’s entreprise, and he chose Midorikawa as his associate. Let’s talk about the episode 40…

We’re going to talk about two things. First, Hiroto’s words. So, as I already said, Hiroto has always been the one to support Midorikawa. It’s thanks to him that he grew, improved in his sakka and built a strong confidence in himself and try to reach his dreams like the others. But in this episode, Hiroto says indirectly that he would not be here without HIS support. Look, Midorikawa’s name was the first he said. This time, that’s Midorikawa’s turn to support Hiroto like he did during the FFI. It was surely a way of Midorikawa to thank Hiroto for helping in the past.

I could say that there’s a huge confidence, both trusting each other at 100% and knowing each other weaknesses and strengths since they both helped each other too. But I do there could be more than that. I know it’s totally subjective, and here it’s not going to be an analyze but a hypothesis. Just look at the way Hiroto is looking at him in the last screenshot… And also..

In the episode 126, when everyone was back at their home. Hiroto’s eyes, especially his, are full of sweetness. It’s not a look you could give to anyone. If it isn’t enough..

Those eyes lost in the void, saying his name.. Just after reading his letter. He seems really happy to have received a letter from him. And again, it proves that it’s thanks to Hiroto that Midorikawa got back this motivation. I do think they were already close before all this, but just after everything I said, they became closer and built something we could describe as.. eternal and very strong !

For the analyze as kiddos, I’m going to use Ares.

Both have been abandoned children, and as Midorikawa is trying his best to be happy, Hiroto only thinks about thanking his father for everything he has done for them. I do think, maybe ( not sure ‘cause we don’t have anyting to prove this), that what could have make them becoming friends are their passion for sakka and sharing the same sadness hanging out deep in them. I don’t know if you know this quote : “Friendship … is born at the moment when one man says to another “What! You too? I thought that no one but myself…” by C.S. Lewis. If you applicate that to them, we can think that’s what reunited them ! And just the fact to see them together in the episode, and in the orignal serie and Go, prove that something lightened when they met each other ! And so, they became close thanks to those several similarities.

All this is a hypothesis, but I do think they already had a very good relationship when they were kiddos. And about the romantic relationship, I also thinks it’s possible ‘cause with the looks they send to each other, what they had gone through together, the way they notice things from the other without the others noticing it and a lot more, give us the possibility that maybe HiroMido could be canon !

I hope it’s okay as an analysis ! X) I wrote a lot, and I hope I managed to answer your request. I loved analyzing them, so thank you !!

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