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ride-thedragon · 22 days

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Nettles, Rhaenyra, Laena, Mysaria, and the Prize that is DAEMON TARGARYEN

Now, I'm not going to sit here and police shipping. I'm also not going to act as though better writers and thinkers long before me haven't talked about the same phenomenon of centring men in women's narratives as a way to value the women. However, as a person in this fandom, I do want to apply this thought to the shipping discourse of Daemon Targaryen because it has become exhausted.

We treat this man as though he's the prize to gain when these women are in relationships with him. In the sense that when Daemon picks these women to have a relationship with they gain a value and devalue the women he leaves behind. We see this with him going:

from Rhea and Mysaria to Laena.

He finally has a Valyrian bride who matches his spirit and can give him Valyrian children. They get along and are of equal standing.

From Laena to Rhaenyra.

He moves on, finds real happiness, finds his true family, becomes the Targaryen he was destined to be with his Targaryen bride at his side, and their Targaryen children with his real family

From Rhaenyra to Mysaria .

Rhaenyra became mournful and wasn't as she once was. Him and Mysaria just have this connection, and Rhaenyra approves.

From Rhaenyra and Mysaria to Nettles.

Daemon finally found someone he could look past himself for. The singers say they end up together. He does all of this and leaves the Rhaenyra to her death because Nettles left. He's finally ready to settle down and grow old. She saved him.

All of this is an overgeneralised hyperbole of conversations I've seen, but they always centre Daemon choosing these women to be in a relationship with as their biggest accomplishment in the narrative. Him at their side is the biggest deal, and when he leaves them, they are discarded and replaced by his new love interest.

The issue with this

Prioritising a man, this man, as the main factor in these relationships, discredit the women who exist outside of him and make it seem as though he's the only thing that adds value to them. The language being used, in short, dismisses their personhood and equates them to something he can own, discard and replace at whim, and he alone adds value to them. It's icky language especially with his game card.

Lady Rhea: wasn't even her choice. She hated him and refused to give him an heir to inherit Runestone. In the show, she makes sure he returns and kills her by insulting his sexual prowess.

Mysaria: is complicit and involved in his worst action but always ensures she pulls herself up with it. Being his courtesan made her wealthy, almost made her his wife. Then she's complicit in blood and cheese and gets herself promoted to the Lady of Whispers to the Queen, eventually putting an end to him.

Laena: CLAIMED THE LARGEST DRAGON IN THE WORLD AS A TEEN. Is quite literally the mother of the girls that survived the Dance. Her blood inherits her house's seat.

Rhaenyra: Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. Had men avenge her death, and her son sat on the iron throne after her.

Nettles: created the religion that forged the most dangerous tribe in the Vale of Arryn. Claimed a wild dragon and committed alleged treason and escaped.

I'm not saying Daemon isn't important. I'm not saying he doesn't play a part. I'm saying that when we have these conversations about him and these women and the progression of his relationships with them, I hope we can reach a place where the idea that he leaves them isn't a jab or joke against one woman for the sake of the one he chooses. It's getting strange.

Women don't lose value because of a man. Ever.

This also applies to Baela and her adaptation in the show. She isn't uninteresting because she isn't a tomboy or like Daemon. They make her a political girl in the show and like Laena. That's not a loss. She's modelled after Rhaenys as well. She's just reflective of the women in her life. I'm sure she'll have a relationship to Daemon as well, but she's the Ward of Driftmark. That's quite interesting. We also have tomboys like Alysanne and Sabitha, so we aren't in a deficit by any means.

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y-rhywbeth2 · 5 months

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So here's the updated story about the Dark Three's mortal adventuring days and eventual promotion to the Dead Three - including Jergal being a sneaky bitch who owes Charname and the Dark Urge free painkillers, Bane and Bhaal being "friends", the idiots unleashing horrors upon the world long before they became gods, and we also get Bhaal's other backstory.

In this version Bhaal's full name is Arabhal (no surname), he was born in the Netherese flying city of Rdiuz and became the spymaster and chief assassin for the local government

Said government is led by people who think they're the equals of the gods. Obviously a key step to that "challenging the gods" thing was graverobbing and stealing god corpses in the Astral Plane and they eventually planned to start invading the realms of living gods.

This led to an invasion by people from another world and the pissed off guardian god of the divine graveyard.

Said people also damaged an ancient binding that was keeping an ancient god of horror and his army of monsters and slaves from being unleashed upon the world again. "The Bane of the Ancients" was part of that slave army, which means they also unleashed Bane, which is even worse. Rdiuz' response to this was to try and recruit the army of horror, which says a lot about them.

The Crown-Sorcerers created magic daggers that could kill gods out of the corpse of a god that they stole. (Then Jergal stole all seven and turned the people who made them into ghouls, driven feral by unquenchable hunger) They still didn't stop trying to find ways to best the gods and actually ended up in a fight with the Netherese pantheon and the army already invading.

Anyway, Bhaal and Bane both ended up working together as scouts/killers against the invading army. Apparently they got along - insofar as these two can get along with anybody - because they respected each other's skill at murder and both recognised the other as a ruthless bloodthirsty bastard. They were so efficient that Jergal noticed them and decided that they'd make brilliant servants if he ever needed them. He noticed Bane first, which I'm sure did wonders for Mr Lord of Darkness' ego.

Jergal started plaguing the two with horrible nightmare visions, torturing them until they bent to his will and followed the directions to collect those god-killing knives mentioned earlier. He also revealed to them the locations of three Primordials (ancient gods from the dawn of time that the modern gods went to war with). He had a whole thing going on where he was trying to make six mortal pawns into human gods who would be extensions of him, so he needed some Primordials dead and planned to use these two.

While they were invading a lich's tower they also met a crown-prince who decided that his kingdom wasn't powerful enough and ran away to find better opportunities for power. (Hello, Myrkul, you asshole). The three of them beat the shit out of the lich, ransack his place and raze the tower to the ground.

There's a whole load of quests involving horrific nightmare visions, murders, god-slayings, and building up such a reputation that people start calling them the Dark Three.

When they went after Bane's old master, Maram, they gathered an army to do it. This included Gnolls, so I guess Durge gets that particular affinity from Dad. The battle that ensued was horrific and left all survivors with severe trauma.

The three did not succeed in killing Maram, but they did manage to absorb some of his power, promoting them to quasi-deity status, and Myrkul banished him to the Elemental Plane of Earth while Bane fixed the seal.

All primordials dealt with, Jergal assumed he didn't need them anymore, discarded them and stoped torturing them.

This leaves them to their own devices, which goes fantastically for everyone!

Current plan: undo the seal they just fixed and release more Primordials so that they can subjugate/kill them and steal their divinity while hunting down lore to help them harness it.

And they succeed! After unleashing an horrific six years of darkness, chaos and war upon the world, of course. They managed to ruin the entire Eastern coast of the Moonsea. The lore they uncover leads them to portals, and after a decade of study they work out how to use it. And in this context, "they" means Myrkul, who is the brains of this party.

Eventually they used the network to reach Jergal, fighting off entire, endless legions of the dead by themselves to reach his throne, where Jergal appears to be slumped in his chair, too depressed to care. Before anyone could attack, Jergal got off and asked which one of the three would like it?

And obviously the three started fighting about it, which Jergal watched until he got bored of it and suggested a game that involved bowling with human skulls.

That game got derailed when Malar, god of the hunt, dropped by and ruined it. They let him run off and chase the skulls and then Jergal just split his porfolio in three and had them draw straws for them while Malar wasn't paying attention.

"Bane won the game and chose to rule the living as a tyrant, beginning with the seven primordials [which may include his old master, Maram]. "Myrkul came in second and chose to command both Jergal and the dead, with the exception of the lich Urgund Mezeketh [the guy they beat the shit out of and whose tower they burned down earlier in the story], who was bound to serve Bane as his seneschal and first banelich. "And Bhaal, while coming in third of the Dark Three, balanced the other two on a knife's edge, claiming the instance of death and the transition between their two domains. "And so it was that Jergal, Lord of the End of Everything, surrendered much of his divinity to the Dark Three. But this simply marked the start of his new plan, set to unfold over the next 3,600 years."

#They are the product of their societies #Except Myrkul #Myrkul is just a sadistic power hungry bastard #That terrible part of my brain that enjoys fucked up crack ships based on a single line of writing now wants to ship Bhaal/Bane...#Myrkul is the brains of the operation in this adventuring party and I am not surprised #lore stuff

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oh-hell-help-me · 11 months

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Day 5: Blaze

They found the culprit eventually, after Mario arrived.

In fact, Luigi was sure that -had he not lead the investigation- Bowser would have disregarded his daily duties to smoke out the Koopa himself.

It turned out to be surprisingly easy.

It also turned out that Luigi.... might have made a bigger impression than he realized?

Like, at least a whole search party made up of vendors, Troopas, and the odd old Koopa ladies (who he once talked to about Koopa style crochet) had taken up the tracking while Luigi and his guards were busy, well... Busy.

In any case, the Koopa left a trail that was particularly messy and caught him before he left the Kingdom via airship.

None of them would explain why the Koopa was hauled to the castle with various injuries, but even Luigi could guess the answer to that -even if the gesture made him feel conflicted.

Is it bad to feel so much gratitude for this? To feel relieved that he meant something to other people?

To feel satisfaction as someone who hurt you refuses to look you in your direction?

He struggles to not acknowledge the part of him that makes him feel nauseous thinking out it- turns his attention towards the Koopa King as he sits on his throne amidst officials and common folk alike. It seems like they have gathered around for... whatever was going on, but the collective silence is deafening.

With his imposing bulk backlit by the lava wall, red eyes gleaming brighter than his scales, Bowser was a sight that had Luigi feel like he couldn't catch his breath.

His face was unreadable, with most of it shadowed, but there was something dangerous in his voice as he spoke.

"What is your name?"

"......Hackson." A jam to the back of his shell. "Sir." The Koopa spat out

Luigi couldn't see his brother from his seat in a makeshift wheelchair, but he could still hear Mario's teeth grind together. He could see Peach, perched next to him on a fancy chair, but the way her gloved hands clenched made him realize that she was just as angry.

By the subtle sound of claws on his stone armrests, Bowser may have felt the same.

"Well, Hackson." The behemoth's voice seemed to get deeper and raspier, something that made Luigi's spine stiffen. "Do you know why you are here?"

"Yes." The Koopa said curtly.

Red eyes narrowed. "Then you should be aware that you should choose your next words carefully." Smoke leaked from Bowser's maw, trailing his head as he leaned forward from his throne. "Why."

It was obviously as much a command as it was a question.

"I was getting rid of a problem you're too weak to get rid of."

Bowser seemed to almost lunge, baring his teeth into a snarl.

"YOU DARE-"

"I DARE ALRIGHT!" The Koopa didn't seem to register the way the crowd shifted away from him. "I DARE BECAUSE THAT-" He thrusts a claw at Luigi, who flinches into his seat- wincing as another panging sting raced from his stomach. "HUMAN AND EVERY OTHER SCALELESS-" he says something Luigi couldn't pronounce, but the way the Koopas around them acted told him enough. "-SHOULDN'T BE HERE! THEY SHOULD STILL BE RUNNING IN FEAR AS WE BURN THEM TO ASHES!"

Hackson seemed to be growing angrier, locking eyes with almost everyone present. "OUR WORKERS SHOULD STILL BE ABLE TO HAVE A ROOF OVER OUR HEADS! HAVE MORE THAN A DAMN MORSEL TO EAT! WE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR FUCKUPS!"

There is a silence that followed, but Luigi could only focus on the sudden smell of sulfur and the way Hackson flinched as Bowser stood up.

"And what did you gain, hm?" The king's voice was almost soft, but the way started to step down from his throne... "A promotion? A medal?" The sulfur smell grew stronger. "Did you know what you've just done? What you almost did?"

The Koopa, Hackson, seemed to pale and freeze on the spot. He looked less sure of himself, but something seemed to have egged him on.

"I-I could have saved them -finished what we started!" He wasn't making sense- saved? "I WOULD STILL HAVE MY FATHER HERE!"

....

Gradually, the sulfur scent faded, but Bowser kept cold eyes locked on Hackson as he stared down on him.

"....Regardless of your reasons, you have committed a crime against both the Mushroom Kingdom and my Will." He took a step back, beckoning the Troopas to secure him again. "You will be placed in a holding cell, until mine and the Council's judgment will call upon you."

It seemed like that was that.

But then-

Hackson caught a glimpse of Luigi behind his king, his desperate eyes locking onto his before seeming to turning into bubbling anger- no-

Hate.

Luigi couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't move when the Koopa lobbed out a fireball-

A hissing ROAR-

then bright, blistering heat came -cracking stone and sending waves of whipping air -nearly carrying his hat right off his head before he barely caught it against his head.

He couldn't tear his eyes from the sight- the sound -the smell---

He heard Hackson be burned alive.

He saw Mario -his brother, his fratello- take the fireball to his shoulder- crumbling against him in pain as Peach screamed-

He saw Bowser, fire highlighting him and his angry eyes-

-turn into regret, looking away even as he drew closer.

He was shivering, he knows he is in the way that Mario still tries to check him over -frantically looking him over even as Luigi stutters out protests because damnit Mario, you're the one hit with a fireball--!

How can he tell anyone that neither the Koopa's death nor his brother's injury wasn't the only reason he was shivering like a leaf? That it wasn't just fear that had left him otherwise mute as he and Mario were picked up by Bowser and carried away from the blaze?

That even after he heard those screams of agony, and smelt the charred meat of what used to be a living being, those encompassing arms- hot and firm with bumpy shield-hard scales- felt like the safest spot in the world?

#bowuigi #KAIJUNE Prompt #HAPPY PRIDE MONTH #also guest appearance of #Mario #and #Princess Peach #maybe i'm making Luigi too dark for this...#then again #plans #WARNING #for #descriptions of immolation #and the brief mentions of #starvation #homelessness

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hriobzagelthewanderer · 4 months

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[closed starter for @shatteredwastes - based off this post]

He had hoped to let her take things at her own pace, tried to let things come into their own without him trying to push or nudge them along... but that was not how things were going to turn out at this rate, are they?

He does not need visions of the future, nor the words of an oracle, to see where this all was headed, where it all could end up.

You did not rescue Claudia and grant her shelter to see her die, nor did you promote Amata and tie her to everyone in order to see herself pull away from the world.

Another part of you is caustically giddy at the irony, a hermit trying to stop another from becoming a hermit as well. You... are doing your best to keep that side of you in check, scathing commentary is ill advised for this after all.

Not when every moment you grow closer to her, to the chamber hidden away within your heart the Halls, you feel the anguish brewing within her. The frustration, the sorrow, the isolation, even surrounded by an ever-growing veritable kingdom of individuals joining under and rallying to your banner... and that gnaws at you more than you've tried to let on.

...but that was a mistake, wasn't it? Sometimes words still speak louder than actions, and clearly words are needed now.

You can only hope you can help her, given how much you have already failed her.

You take a breath, then cross the threshold, in more ways than one, as you enter her chamber - not her quarters, but the hidden room that contained her true core.

Another part of you wonders at the prominence of that observation, as if wondering if this too was a mistake... or rather if there could be more done for her here. That thought lingers as you enter the room, and Amata's focus.

#ic #shatteredwastes #the emperor - fae court of the wanderer #the restored weaver of fate #halls of krakonos

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dreamdragoness · 7 months

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"Come on, Stacy! I wanna see! I wanna see!"

"Y-Your Majesty. I-I don't know if this is right for me. I-I mean, I'm just a maid. This is just..."

"Oh, don't start that again! I know you're a maid, but you're also THE maid that saved the King of Hearts from poison. And the fact that you have impressed him so much that he promoted you to his personal maid? He told me he'd NEVER get one! So of course I've just got to get to know such a person!"

Stacy blushed at the Queen of Clubs' words. As she had been telling the King of Hearts repeatedly, what she did wasn't anything special. Not to mention she felt that the role of the king's personal maid was more hazardous than a regular one with the possibility of her being revealed as a spy from the Joker Kingom pretty high.

So when Julie Joyful, the current Queen of the Club Kingdom and the most accomplished battlemage in the Three Kingdoms, suddenly appeared and dragged Stacy from the castle and into a shopping district usually meant for nobles, the maid found herself struggling to figure out what happened as the queen started picking out dresses for her.

Like with the King of Hearts, the Queen of Clubs seemed uninterested in the fact that Stacy was a "mere maid" and continued to treat her like a doll in a game of "dress-up." She even went ahead and did Stacy's hair in a style she hadn't seen yet.

Seeing that she wasn't going to get out of this, Stacy complied and stepped out of the changing room. She heard the queen gasp in surprise as well as the store staff. Stacy wasn't a self-conscious person being a Joker, but the way everyone in the store was staring at her in shock made her uneasy. Then, the queen rushed over and ushered Stacy over to a mirror with a gold-and-jeweled frame.

"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh! You! Look! Amazing! I hardly recognized you! And with your bangs, you could easily pass as a member of Hearts nobility!"

Her curiosity getting the better of her, Stacy turned her gaze away from the hyperactive queen and looked at her reflection. Her mouth dropped open as she saw why everyone had gasped earlier.

The dress the queen had chosen for her was a red-and-gold dress with white trim on the neck and elbows, her hands covered in white elbow-length gloves. Her new hairstyle added to the surprise. It was down, allowing her curls to be free while the strands at the sides of her head were pulled back into a bun. Her bangs remained the same, but now Stacy could see that they were, indeed, near-heart-shaped.

As the Queen of Clubs gushed over how beautiful the maid was in the outfit and began to gather more for her to try on, Stacy found herself mesmerized. Even though she is in line for the title of Harliqueen, she admitted the Hearts style looked good on her.

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A little idea popped up in my head for the Royalty AU story I'm making. I am currently making two images showing Stacy's interactions with King Wally, I just couldn't get this encounter with Julie out of my head.

This takes place a week after Stacy is promoted (by order of the king, of course) to the king's personal maid. Julie, who is extremely curious because Wally had stated time and time again that he wasn't interested in having a personal maid, really wants to get to know Stacy and does so by dragging her on a shopping trip. The Queen of Clubs pays of course, but now Stacy will end up with a bunch of fancy outfits that she has no use for.

I intend on doing a piece with Stacy in her Joker Kingdom outfit, but here's a bit of context.

In the Joker Kingdom, the ruler is called the "Harliqueen," the "King of Fools," or the "Monarch of Joker" depending on their preferences. Stacy is the princess of the Joker Kingdom, but the crown can be passed onto someone else if the Cards of Fate find them worthy. Only the ruler of the Joker Kingdom has the power of the Cards. If Stacy becomes the new Harliqueen, she'll inherit the Cards from her father, the current King of Fools.

I'll had more info regarding the Joker Kingdom once Stacy's image is done.

The dress Julie is wearing is one that she wears when she goes into town. It's not canon in @neonross' au as far as I know, but I see Julie having an insanely large wardrobe.

Royalty Au: @neonross

Welcome Home: Party Coffin

Stacy Flannigan: Me

#original character #welcome home au #welcome home #julie joyful #wh royalty au #royalty au #shopping #fantasy #dresses #my art

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stargazer-dreamer · 2 years

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I’ve Been Told So Many Stories of Adventure, Power, and Glory

character: yami sukehiro

content warnings: forced enlistment

reader: gender neutral; ring magic user

notes: also on ao3. 2000+ word count. pre-relationship. title from same old forest by natewantstobattle

There are several ways to get into the Magic Knights: the most common and, truthfully, the easiest—despite the troublesome and unfavorable odds—is to take the annual exam; a lesser known method is to have a captain notice and vouch for you, being recruited into their squad specifically; and the most rarest of ways is to preform an outstanding, selfless, and heroic act that goes officially recognized by the Wizard King himself. He will ask you to serve the kingdom and, if you accept, he will appropriately place you within the squad he sees fit.

You, of course, are not capable of such an act.

It’s not that you wouldn’t if the occasion called for it, it’s more along the lines of not seeing yourself as physically and mentally able to do so. The life of a Magic Knight wasn't for you, you knew. Risking life and limb to bring peace to the people—if you were lucky, the money was good; if you weren’t, the responsibility was overwhelming. And besides, your magic, while it could have its uses in combat, had to be honed and required quite the bit of mana. You weren’t ambitious enough for that, or had the drive to better your skills and abilities.

You lived a quiet, simple life. As a child, you found your magic niche while playing with your mother’s jewelry box, as you were often wont to do. The ring you held in your hands floated out of reach and expanded, hovering in midair as the center filled and distorted, showing you the image of your mother within. She was shocked, peering at you through the circle. She told you her own ring had floated off of her hand and did the same as you had described, growing larger and showing your face in the center.

With a bit of practice, you learned how to control it. You marked the remaining rings, and your mother gave you one to keep—it was a useful communication tool. And with time, you learned even more. Expanding them was easy, but shrinking proved dangerous; they could be used as a location device, promote protection, and enhance observation beyond normal capacity.

It wasn’t uncommon for a person to live their entire life without a grimoire—but in your community, it was expected to make the trip once you reached the required age. At fifteen, the book that found you was of average size and it’s contents held only a handful of spells. Despite it, your mother was proud; so you accepted it as it was and thanked the tower master for the opportunity. In the following weeks, you spent much of your free time thumbing the pages, memorizing each word it held.

As you grew, and as the years passed you by, the pages filled at a snail’s pace—but that was okay with you. Ring magic, you found, had its uses in day-to-day life. It helped you get around town quickly and easily, and there wasn’t ever the worry about forgetting something at home, or anywhere else for the matter—a quick portal trip was all it took if you had previously marked the area beforehand.

That, against your better judgement, was all it took for a certain Magic Knight to notice you, too.

They were a rough and rambunctious crew, you knew, the brigade stationed just outside of your town. Being within close proximity to their base of operations, it was common to see it's members fulfilling duties around the local area, out running errands, or even during their leisure time. Even obscured by the trees, their daily activities could be heard coming from the forest—training, or arguing, or whatever else they could be doing, out in their parts of the woods.

Captain Yami Sukehiro got up early to get the daily paper every day. You know this because you ran into him that day, trying to get a head start on your chores. The sun was barely above the horizon when you stepped out of the ring—directly into his path. You stumbled, startled, but he had better reflexes. He caught you before you fell, and when your ring returned to your finger, you noticed his eyes lingering on it.

It took a moment more to realize he still held you in his arms after steadying you.

He was a built man, and standing there so close to him, pressed against his chest, briefly made you feel like the protagonist of one of those books you hoped you kept hidden in plain sight amongst countless others, on your bookshelf. Large compared to your considerable frame, ruggedly handsome, an intensity held in the shape of his brows, and brimming with unreachable magic power.

The newspaper he had acquired was tucked at the small of your back, beneath the warm hand that rested there. You heard it crinkle as the light in his steely eyes changed.

“Say,” he said, low and thoughtful. “How would you like a job?”

He asked you this, but his hold on you didn’t relent. In fact, it grew stronger, before you felt your weight shift, and was unceremoniously tossed over his shoulder without giving you the proper chance to answer. You felt when he started walking, the rocking of the entire world through your eyes as the scenery changed from buildings to trees.

And that’s how you found yourself sitting on the couch inside of the Black Bulls HQ. Captain Yami had briefly left you there before traveling further into the old building, only to come back dragging a sleepy-looking man, still in his bedclothes.

It was by this man—Finral Roulacase, you eventually realized; he looked considerably different having just rolled out of bed—at the behest of the captain, that the perks of being a Magic Knight was read to you. They were very nice benefits, of course, but, you told them, you didn’t really have any interest in joining their squad, or any, for that matter; and that you appreciated the job opportunity, really, but you really had to get back to your errands—

“There’s no way I’m letting that type of magic go,” Yami said, and towered over you. “Not when it’s so useful.”

Finral, having sensed your internal distress, cleared his throat. After catching the captain’s attention, he scratched at a cheek idly. “Now Yami, you can’t exactly force someone to join if they don’t want to…”

“Yes I can. I’ve done it before.” The captain turned back to you as he said: “And I’ll do it again.”

Damn. “Well!” you clapped your hands together and slowly stood. “You make a hard offer, Captain, but I think I need some time to think about it. How about I get back to you at a later date?”

Your plan of slinking away didn’t end up well, not when your every path was blocked by the sudden appearance of dark, unmovable walls. You knew of Yami Sukehiro’s magic; pitch-black and abysmal, rare enough that you’ve never seen the attribute firsthand. With the shadowy structures obscuring all available exits, you were trapped. Out of possible options, you opened up another portal and jumped through it.

“Damn it, don’t just stand there—move!” You picked up the pace as footsteps thundered behind you, the Magic Knight captain chasing you through the ring.

“Y-yessir!” Finral hopped through the portal as well, just as it closed up behind him. As the band returned to your finger, barreling through an alleyway, he squinted. “Wait…are you replacing me?”

“That’s your new backup,” Captain Yami pointed, and as you glanced over your shoulder to look, his grimoire floated beside him; flipping through page after page, as he settled on the desired spell.

You only got a few more feet before you felt the tendrils, wrapping around your waist. You kicked your legs, but it was useless—you were hauled up above the ground, surrounded by a lightless bondage. Frantic, you looked towards your ring—but it became engulfed by the darkness protruding from his grimoire, unresponsive. With nothing left to try, you gulped, and stopped your struggling.

They had you now.

“There,” the captain lit a cigarette as he approached. His spell held you above his head, but lowered you to eye level as he drew closer at a languid pace. “Now that you’ve had some time to mull it over, how about we make this official? Finral.”

The young man had just caught up to the two of you, bent over at the knees as he caught his breath—but straightened as soon as he was called. They exchanged silent looks before he sighed, reaching behind him through one of his own portals and taking out a piece of paper.

“Um,” he began. “This is the official document you would have to sign in order for us to classify you as a Magic Knight…It will be sent over to admissions to be properly filed away once you do.” He looked up at you, then at the captain beside him. “Of course, you don’t have to sign it—”

“You do,” Yami chimed in.

“…I guess you do.” Finral sweated, and held up the paper and a pen to your now-free arm—the one without your ring. “Just, uh, sign there at the bottom and you’ll be, you know, enlisted into the Black Bulls...!” Quieter, almost private, between the two of you—“It’s not so bad, really. I kind of like it.”

Taking the pen from him, you heaved a sigh. You thought about your rings, and how you should probably start carrying more of them around instead of just the one. You thought about how there were still chores to be done. You thought about your mother—and about how you could use whatever feeble earnings you made as a Magic Knight to support her in her old age, however difficult it might be.

Finral held his hand up behind the document for purchase as you signed your life away to the Bulls.

The captain snatched up the paper as soon as you were done and looked it over. “Huh, so that’s your name.” He handed it back to Finral, who placed it gently through a portal, presumably to be sent away later.

“Captain Yami,“ you started. You wiggled a bit at the binding still holding you, and felt it give a little. “You said you wanted my magic. I guess I should let you know that I don’t have any offensive spells. I don’t know how much use I could be, really. I can’t fight.”

“That’s not a problem,” he offered you a hand, helping you down to your feet surprisingly gently. And as you stood there before him, the first rays of sunlight peeking out from behind his hair, you were reminded of his features—broad-shouldered and rough-hewn, sharp and angular—as the shadows pulled away from his face. “You can open gates, that’s the type of magic I’ve been looking for. And I’ve found it. I want you.”

You felt warmth coloring your cheeks at his choice of words; and faintly, you realized that neither of you had let go, hand still held in his between the two of you. You’ve heard rumor of his unimaginable strength, able to crush boulders and crumble any wall, but you felt only the smallest amount as he gave a light squeeze. And you wondered then, if he knew what he was doing.

“Take me where I need to go,” he said. “That’s all I’m asking from you. This loser isn’t always available, even when he should be.” A glare at Finral sent a shiver down the man’s spine. “I’m guessing your magic is similar to his—you need to mark places first, right?”

“Um, yeah.” This was all going way too fast.

He turned back to Finral. “The two of you, go and imprint on all the places you have.”

“What?” Finral was as flabbergasted as you. “Do you know how long that will take? That’s a lot of magic power—and how do you think—”

“Shut up,” Yami turned to walk away. “Surpass your limits, both of you.” As he left the alley, taking center directly in the sun, he looked back. Cigarette smoke wafted around him, and your eyes locked. “We’ll catch up later. You and me are going to spend a lot of time together, from now on.” He smiled then, a small grin that reminded you that your hand was still raised in the air, after he had let go of it. “Welcome to the Black Bulls.” Stepping into the sun, he disappeared, laughing all the while; loud and boisterous, the full-body kind, like it was the most hilarious thing in the world—like he knows he’s won.

You felt yourself blushing, despite yourself.

#yami sukehiro #black clover #black clover fic #black clover fanfic #black clover fanfiction #yami sukehiro x you #yami sukehiro x reader #black clover imagine #black clover imagines #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #stoprewind #personal favorites

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Cor and Titus' first meeting

Titus meets Cor on the seventh month of Regis' reign - which is already six months longer than Titus initially assumed Regis' reign would last, considering Regis came to pacify the writhing madness left in his father's wake, supported by the erstwhile enemy of a couple hundred years. It shouldn't have worked, but Regis made it work. He had the charisma and the sheer presence to make it work. His silver tongue and his unflinching pragmatism made quick work of the opposition and, reluctant more than anything, they folded under his rule. Titus had seen them tear each other to shreds in the days after Mors' death. Titus had given up any hope of sanity remaining in the greedy vultures scavenging the kingdom for what little remain useful in it.

And yet, there was Regis at the center, commanding loyalty and respect, without magic or his heirloom crystal or a divine decree. Reluctant, sure. Insincere in places, undoubtedly. But functional.

He was King by no greater power than his own - and his ability to seduce Niflheim to his side.

Titus' refusal to be impressed and accept him at face value was almost ground to nothing, resigned to live in the service of a King worth serving, but then, he met Cor.

Regis was due to promote the new Marshal of the Crownsguard, a title Titus was warily expecting to have to refuse, considering only he had seniority, among the survivors of Mors' last self-destructive spiral and the vicious purge that followed. Titus had been told no less than four times, that week, that people were expecting and anticipating his promotion. And then the night wore on, the speeches and the ceremonial bullshit, and when the time came, the name in Regis' mouth was Cor Leonis, not Titus Drautos, and the silence in the hall was heavy enough to crush bone as the newly minted Marshal walked up to kneel before the King and recite his vows so quietly no one but Regis heard them.

Titus was angry at the betrayal and angrier still that he considered it betrayal in the first place. It was not that he wanted the post and felt denied, either. He was better than that. He didn't want to be Marshal, and he would have declined, protocol be damned, if Regis had offered.

No, it was that Regis was supposed to be better.

Regis was supposed to be fair and smart and sly and cunning and better. He wasn't supposed to be seduced by a young, pretty face, because that was all Cor was - this became even more obvious, the more Titus tried to dig and find out who this mysterious, taciturn stranger was. Pale skin and pale eyes and no name and no history. He was a ghost, an empty husk of nothing of importance. Except every so often, the King would hold a grandiose ceremony, and summon his Marshal to bow before him and whisper his loyalty only to him, and then Cor would raise up, pretty face and all, holder of another impossibly important title.

It would be one thing, of course, if Cor did use his power - military and political and economic: he was master of the Crownsguard and landlord of Insomnia and keeper of who knew how many vows, he had power beyond compare - but he did not. He wasn't cunning or sly or terribly interesting, the way Regis was: Titus knew, he'd made an effort to approach the apparition more than once, to try and crack through his facade.

In the end, Titus was left with a bitter pill to swallow: Cor was a young - distressingly young, clean shaven and clearly not fully grown - vapid idiot that Regis kept around for reasons Titus refused to consider in depth, lest he abandoned his post in disgust. (But he couldn't, because he was doing good, he was making a difference, he was granted power of his own, to use at his own discretion, and unlike Cor, he knew the measure of his own worth.) And deep in his gut, with every new title, with every new secret smile shared between King and Marshal, with every new secret betrayal he couldn't quite define, Titus seethed and refused to acknowledge why.

#rie answers #Anonymous #i always default to the puppyverse with these two #mostly because i think their relationship is fascinating #titus in frustration #YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE at Regis #it's even worse when he finds out the truth #poor fuck

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soranis-sunshadow · 2 years

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SPOP Chronology

And Hordak's age discourse.. again.

Since @cruelfeline brought up fudging the math, I'll do just that c:

Hordak, like all clones was born as an adult and preprogrammed with all the knowledge he would have needed to serve Horde Prime and worship Him with his first breath. There is no childhood period here.

Since The Galactic Horde has no ranks other than Prime and everything that’s beneath Him AKA: NO GENERALS, Hordak either misremembered that or he was programmed to think he had been one.

So, no time rising to an inexistent rank. At most, you could say that what he thought to be “general” would equate to being the “reads things off screen to stroke Prime’s narcissism” guy. (because Prime loves hearing His own voice.)

You have a clone that could be potentially days old here. He gets discovered as being manufactured with a defect, so this potentially day old disposable clone is sent to serve as cannon fodder for Prime’s armies. The Light Hope Portal abducts him via mysterious portal and transports him to Despondos.

Hordak is still potentially days old or weeks by the time Scorpia was a baby and her grandfather is alive and ruling The Fright Zone – from Horror Hall – this was not a name Hordak gave to the kingdom or its castle.

The scoripion king and the alien cultist do stuff for a couple of years/months, Hordak builds his robots and scorpion shaped tanks.

Something something… civil war/betrayal .. whatever but the scorpions are deposed. This event is talked about by Light Spinner to a 14 or 15 yo Micah. She – an accomplished illusionist – shows him impressive images about this new Horde and its blitzkrieg conquest. Light Spinner tells the council whatever she needs to get them to approve of her Spell of Obtainment. When she gets a resounding NO because, unlike her pupil, older members of the council either didn’t agree with what she wanted to do or didn’t believe her, she goes ahead with the spell anyway and gets corrupted by the entity she summoned as the thing eats one of her work colleagues and causes quite a bit of a fuss… Scorpia at this time is kept safe and raised in the Horde for some reason.

A short period of time passes and Light Spinner is consumed by the entity she summoned becoming Shadow Weaver - thus she shows up at The Horde’s doorstep and starts rising in the ranks.

During this interval, Hordak is attempting to find a way home and he investigates a rogue portal that opened up on the planet’s surface. This portal happens to be the one through which Light Hope brought Adora to Etheria. Again, he wasn't the one to abduct her, Hordak just found a baby alone in a field and brought her to the only place he knew of at the moment. He saved her life which is why she returned the favor by the end of S5.

He picks up the baby in the field for some reason and goes home to mope because Big Brother didn’t come get His lost plastic toy soldier (when He has a factory that makes them by the dozen…). He hands Adora to Shadow Weaver because the woman asked for the baby and he has no idea what those are and what to do with them. His species doesn’t do babies…

Aaanyway, stuff happens, Micah and Angella get a shotgun wedding and Glimmer is born after that. Toddler Adora finds a Catgirl in a box and asks Shadow Weaver if she can keep her.

By this point, Baby Scorpia is at most 6 years old. The difference in age between her and toddler Adora and toddler Catra is at most 4 years.

The first Rebel Alliance rises and falls, the girls keep growing. Micah is captured and exiled to Beast Island by the time Glimmer is old enough to remember him.

By the time the show starts, Adora is 17 almost 18 and Scorpia is 22 and was promoted to Force Captain for some reason even though she never saw action or had any deed… *cough* nepotism *cough*

Micah should be in his 40's. His haggard appearance is due to living on Beast Island in isolation for almost two decades.

Now, if Hordak was potentially days old when he crashed on the planet, then he could be the same age as Scorpia or a few months/weeks/days younger (he could also be older but I’m fudging math here :P)

Aaanyway, Princess Entrapta is in her 30’s or late 20’s as stated by her character creator. (she also doesn’t do her taxes! It’s probably why so many twitter kids hate her).

By this calculation, Hordak could potentially be younger than her by a few years. He is said to be “young for his species” by his character creator.

So there, Entrapta is the cradle robber, you’re welcome.

Side Note: Since Hordak is an alien clone, even if he were older, it wouldn't matter. Are people this butthurt about elves or vampires being in relationships with 30 yo tax evading women or does it only happen when the woman is autistic and short?

Also, to elfanonymous, the OP of that post

Hordak is sick, disabled and starving.

He's not old. (see, him not starving looks "younger")

This is what an old member of his species looks like:

Whereas Hordak is just ill and anorexic, making him look worn.

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 3 years

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im planning to write a fic on this, but im curious what your thoughts are if the triwizard tournament happened during tom's time. do you think he would have gotten picked? what would the house's reaction be to this talented but supposedly still of dirty blood guy being hogwarts champion?

A Warning You Should Bear in Mind

Write what you want, anon.

I'm going to give you an answer but you may not like it. More, it's not about what I think should happen in your story, it's about what you think should happen in a story.

Write what makes you happy, not what The Carnivorous Muffin rambles about incoherently on the internet.

Why No Tournament?

The continent was being terrorized by Grindelwald and muggle infrastructure was kaput. You have France occupied by Germany (which for all wizards deny it I'm sure had a massive impact on Beauxbatons) as well as Grindelwald probably going nuts over there, you have Durmstrang which is very likely located in a country that has either been invaded by Germans or is constantly attacked by Germans and Russians. Then you have the United Kingdom, being bombed to hell and back, going through existential angst, and trying to keep Grindelwald from gettinga foot in the door (and wouldn't inviting in foreigners in a time of war be a great opportunity for that?)

Europe's a giant mess. The tournament isn't happening, even if there wasn't the pesky problem that during the last tournament a student gruesomely died (which did happen and was a serious problem in its revival even in 1994).

But, apparently, your minister of games really really really wants a promotion. Really badly, or is a spy for Grindelwald.

Would Tom Be Picked

Honestly, very difficult choice. Dumbledore would argue long and hard against it and I wouldn't put it past him to sabotage the selection in some way such that Tom is specifically not chosen or else never gets a chance to enter.

Dumbledore absolutely does not want Tom representing Hogwarts or, god forbid, winning himself that prize money. Over Albus' dead body, that would be practically funding dark magic.

And Dumbledore's a pretty clever guy so I imagine he could pull it off.

Especially since, as great as Tom is, Tom's presumably muggleborn. In that era especially he's not really the right kind of wizard that Hogwarts wants to show off. I imagine Tom is told explicitly by Dippet (and begrudgingly by Slughorn) not to enter. He might even be bribed not to enter.

Tom I imagine is pissed as hell at this, and it might entice him to do just that because FUCK YOU WIZARDING WORLD but he already has his Voldemort plans. Tom Riddle cannot be memorable, and winning the Tri-Wizard tournament, even entering as a muggleborn, would make him memorable.

I imagine Tom, very grudgingly, accepts the bribe (which could be money or simply a gurantee for a very nice apprenticeship/position somewhere) and doesn't enter.

Tom Enters Anyway

Tom says "Screw it, I'm going for it" and enters. Dippet and Dumbledore are beyond pissed, but they have to pretend this is great. Oh yes, look how progressive they are, young Tom Riddle, an orphan muggle born with no background and not a knut to his name, is representing Hogwarts.

This is the greatest thing that has ever happened to this school.

The tabloids explode. Not only is this a human interest story but it's the largest scandal of the century. The papers keep waiting for Tom to lose to his foreign, pureblood, peers. He doesn't.

I imagine muggleborns all suddenly start getting very chummy with Riddle. YEAH, LOOK AT HIM REPRESENTING US. YEAH. (Tom hates this, by the way).

His peers... try to pretend that this is all going according to plan but Tom's making them look bad. It's one thing for him to show them up in class, but he was clearly picked over them for this tournament by the goblet. And he's winning.

I imagine they start trying to bribe him to lose. Tom refuses. Then I imagine they start trying to sabotage his performance. He cannot be allowed to win. This doesn't work.

Everyone starts panicking as Tom gets closer and closer to winning all the money in the world.

Tom wins and becomes filthy rich, he probably does get job offers because of this, and Dumbledore cries.

Of course, it probably also goes off the rails because if Grindelwald doesn't use this as an opportunity to invade England I'll eat my hat. Tom never wins the tournament because Grindelwald holds Hogwarts hostage ten takes over the country.

The world becomes a dystopic wasteland.

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Cafuné

anon request: Hi! Can I request for a scenario where hyunjae texted his s/o whining about how he's frustrated from practice because he's not satisfied so you decided to visit him to cheer him up? Thank you! pairing: idol!hyunjae x non idol!reader genre: fluff warnings: n/a a/n: this was inspired by the latest Kingdom: Legendary War episode and for those who haven't watched it yet, I won't mention any spoilers but just be sure to show your support to The Boyz as the final round is coming up!

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"Why can't I get this move down?!" Hyunjae lets out a frustrated sigh, going back to the starting position before one of his members pressed play as he danced to the music. "What's wrong? You were dancing really well!" Changmin patted his back from behind but he didn't seem to take in his compliment as he clicked his tongue, turning to face the main dancer. "Could you go through this section again? I'm always a split second off from you guys." Changmin nodded as a few others joined where he went over the moves, giving them a thumbs up but Hyunjae still felt like something was off about his performance. As the rest of the members lingered around in the practice room, fooling around or cooling off, Hyunjae was dancing with his brows furrowed, sweat dripping down is forehead as he danced in repetition to only grumble every time.

"Hyung, forcing yourself to dance isn't going to do you any good. How about we just call it a day and head back home?" Eric suggested as the boys joined in agreement. "You guys can head out first. I'm going to practice a bit more before heading back." The boys left one by one before he was left alone in the dance room. He walked over to his bag to pick up his phone, checking to see how you were doing.

He lets out disappointed sigh, missing your presence but it couldn't be helped since neither of your schedules match up recently as the only communication between the two of you would either be messaging or video calls. Especially when his team being on Kingdom: Legendary War made it even harder for the two of you to even just have a phone call. Frowning, he sets his phone down and went back to dancing. No matter how many times he went over the moves, he was just never happy with the performance he gave out, getting more frustrated at himself.

Your boss actually let everyone off work early today after a week of an hectic yet successful promotional event. You were overjoyed by the fact that you could finally leave work early on such a beautiful day as you bid all your co-workers goodbye before heading to the elevators when you bumped into one of your friends. "Signing off early today?" She asked as you turned on your phone, seeing the text from your boyfriend. "Yeah, she wanted us to enjoy the start of the summer weather. Plus, after such a busy week with pulling all-nighters and promotions, I think it's very much needed for us to have some recovery time." The two of you laughed "Right, congratulations of the successful event! Employees from my department and I heard how you guys were working nonstop for it. I can say that the results were definitely worth it." You thank her as the elevator doors opened, as it was almost filled. You gestured her to take the empty spot for you pressed the button again, waiting for the next available lift. Your lips dropped as you read his messages, feeling helpless in your shoes since you couldn't do anything when an idea popped up in your head.

You sheepishly smiles as you entered the elevator, walking out your company building before heading over to a couple of restaurants, walking out for bags full of takeout.

After a long, repetitive and disappointing practice, Hyunjae headed back to the dorms, feeling restless and miserable about his lack progress as the performance day approaching closer and closer. He entered as his members asked for his suggestion on what he wanted to eat for dinner. "What do you want to eat tonight? We're going to order takeout." Younghoon waved his phone and asked his fellow member. The members were gathered in the living room, observing his actions before looking at each other, sensing that he wasn't at a happy mood. "Hyunjae, do you want us to order from your favorite chicken place?" Jacob kindly asked but he didn't bother answering as he went straight to his room, slamming the door behind before throwing his bag to go shower.

"He doesn't look like he's in a good mood." You spoke through the phone call after hearing a faint thud from his door. You originally called Younghoon to tell him your plan when he accidently placed you on speaker as all the members heard. The members were delighted by what you had in mind and decided on surprising Hyunjae as Younghoon would pretend to call a restaurant to see if he wanted anything in particular but actually had you on speaker as you remained silent when the plan didn't exactly go to plan. "Yeah he has been quite stressed over the choreography and upcoming performance. I can't blame him though, it is one of the hardest ones yet so he probably wants to do his best." Changmin added as your heart ached from not being able to be by his side. You told the boys that you're on the way to the dorm and keep it a secret from you boyfriend. Stopping by a few more stores, the bags around your hands starts to get heavy as your knuckles becomes white from holding so many boxes. You called a member down as you walked into their apartment, being greeted by their smile that you haven't seen in a while.

"It's been like years since I last saw you!" Eric runs to you as you struggled to walk straight from the amount of bags. "It truly feels like years." You laughed at his comment as helped you carry some of the bags. He peeked through, a huge smile forming on his face when he saw all the food that you bought. "It's a good thing you stopped by today. Hyunjae hyung has been having a rough time with practice." Eric spoke as the two of you stepped into the elevator. "I don't think I've ever seen him this frustrated before. He was practicing alone the other day and I heard him yell at himself when I was passing by..." Your heart dropped from hearing Eric's words. You bitterly smiled at him as he reassured that your boyfriend is trying his best to take care of his health and all but your heart couldn't settle. You arrived at the door when Eric told you to remain outside as he would get Hyunjae to open the door. You stood outside, nervous yet anxious from seeing your boyfriend for the first time in a while. You thought about what you would say when you saw him and how he would react.

"Takeout is delivered!" Eric yelled as he entered, rapid footsteps were heard as the members ran towards him whispering "Where's Y/N?" as he whispered back his plan. "HYUNJAE COME OUT AND EAT." Younghoon yelled from the living room as you giggled, hearing his voice from outside. "I'm not hungry." You pressed your ear to the door as you hear your lover's mumbled voice "We ordered chicken and it should be here any moment now!" Eric yelled as that was your cue to ring the doorbell, feeling your whole body shake from nervousness. "Hyunjae! Opened the door, your fried chicken is here." Sangyeon called as there was a short period of silence before you hear his door click opened. "Can't you guys open it? Why do I have to open it?" He snapped as the boys looked at him with a shocked expression before Sangyeon cleared his throat, trying to go with the plan. "U-Um, our fingers are all dirty? Just opened the door, we ordered from your favorite restaurant." His eyes lit up for a second before he groaned stomping his way to the doorway as your heart started racing, seconds away from seeing your boyfriend.

You eyes widen as the door slowly opened but stopped right enough for him to stick only his hand. He opened his hand, waiting for you to hand him the chicken when you reaching your hands into his, intertwining fingers before he retrieved his hand swinging the door opened. "What the f-" "Special delivery for the one and only Lee Jaehyun." You smiled, raising the bags in front of your face to hide your flushed cheeks. He took the bags from your hands before placing them down, pulling you into his chest as he wrapped his arms tightly around you, almost taking your breathe away. "Oh my gosh, I missed you so much." He whispered as you blinked back the tears that were blurring your vision. You looked into the dorm, seeing the faces of the members as some where happily munching and others had their phones out, capturing the sweet moment.

"I thought you said you weren't hungry." you mocked Hyunjae's voice from earlier as he picked up another chicken leg, shyly smiling as he bit into it. You sat with the boys as they all thank you for the food that you bought. "You guys must've been too busy to even eat your meals so I decided to stop by with some food for you guys." smiling, you looked around as all the boys where eating their hearts away. You felt a little sad that they were so busy with the upcoming competition but you knew that it's what they loved to do. You glanced over at your boyfriend, as he rested his head on your shoulder, letting out a content sigh. "Wow, I think this is the happiest I've felt in a while. I have you guys, chicken and Y/N all in one room.... This must be pure happiness." he spoke out loud before everyone broke into laughter. After everyone was finished eating, they all went on to do their own activities as you and Hyunjae headed into his room. Once he opened the door, the scent of his cologne travelled to your nose as you let out a delighted sigh

"Wow, it's been a minute since I've been here." You looked around his room. Even though nothing has changed since your last visit, you felt yourself reminiscing that moment. You looked over at your boyfriend who as lying on his bed as he patted the spot next to him, telling you to join him. "It's been a minute since I saw my gorgeous girlfriend." He stated as your sat beside him, legs crossed as he plotted himself up with the support of his elbows. You surveyed your boyfriend as you noticed his eyebags were getting dark, his appearance looking tired, overworked and stressed as you felt your eyes watering. "Why are you crying my love?" His eyes widen as tears fell from you eyes. He sat up, hands on either side of your face as he brushed the tears with his thumbs, giving you a worried look. You shook your head before pulling him into a hug, him stroking your back. "I'm such a horrible girlfriend." You felt his movements come to a halt at your words as he broke the hug, you avoiding his eyes. "Why would you ever tell yourself that?" His voice full of love and concern only made you want to breakdown in front of him even more but you held back, wiping away the tears. "I couldn't by your side when times where difficult for you. I couldn't comfort you when you needed someone the most." You explained as he slightly frowned, hurt by your words.

"That's not true at all." He brushed the hairs at of your face as you looked up at him, eyes red and puffy. "You're the energy when I'm low and my light in my darkness. You may not know it but just the thought of you gave me the motivation, the encouragement and inspiration to strive and work harder" He smiled as you couldn't help but to do the same. "I know with both of our schedules it's hard to make time for each other but that doesn't stop me from thinking about you, missing you yet supporting you from afar because I know you do the same." He went on as you suddenly laughed, catching him off guard. "I came here today to comfort you... Why does it feel like the opposite." He laughed before he laid down on your crossed legs, hands playing with yours. "Didn't you tell me your boss wouldn't let you guys off work?" He asked as you caressed his face. "She let us off early today as a little celebration for the successful promotion and to enjoy the start of the summer weather." He narrowed his eyes at you, realizing that you were lying at him through text. "Congratulations on the event, it must've been stressful for you and your team to handle everything. I'm so proud of you." You cheeks tinted at his sudden praise as he hand touched your face, feeling the warmth of your blush. "I decided to surprise you since you were having a hard time." He hummed, closing his eyes.

"I would be lying if I said I wasn't having a hard time. All the members are doing so well during practice but I can't seem to follow up to them. It's like something was off or missing of me whenever I practice with them. I just want to do the best in my part so it'll be perfect for the team, you know?" He let out his thoughts as you nodded attentively. "Were you able to find what was missing?" You asked as he opened his eyes meeting yours as the direct contact made your heart skip a beat. "Hmm... I'm not sure but I guess it has been getting better compared to a few days ago. But today, it was just so frustrating. I was screaming and yelling at myself because I couldn't find out what was wrong." He pouted as you let out an "aw," sympathizing with him. "I'm so sorry, babe. If there's ever anything I can do for you, you know I'll always be there for you no matter what time of day it is right?" You ruffled his hair as he grinned, his eyes hinting that he had something up his sleeves. "I think I'm losing hair." He suddenly confessed as your jaw dropped, hands going through his hair as he laid on your legs, examining. "I think I pulled out a lot of hair from today's irritating practice." He whined as he rubbed his head, you cooing as you ran your fingers through his hair. "Could you massage my head for me?" he shyly asked, you giggling at his request "Anything for my mirae"

He let out a hum as you continued, seeing how relaxed he was. The faint music playing from his laptop along with his steady breath made you feel at home with your boyfriend who you could finally embrace. You fingers ran through the hair of his, as a smile would form on his face time to time, making your lips curve up into a grin.

"I think I finally found what I was missing." He broke the silence, eyes glancing up to yours as you stared into his big, bright orbits. "That's great. What was it?" You hummed in response, fingers still slowly working through his hair. "You."

cafuné (n): running your fingers through the hair of someone you love

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weclassybouquetfun · 2 years

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SPIDER-MAN: NO WAY HOME SPOILERS

For me nothing else happened in this film outside of Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox) showing up and Andrew Garfield existing.

Yes, I know many things happened that will set the course for Peter Parker's new life and returning Peter to the second most defining thing about him... Peter Parker: Broke heaux

but I was just so happy to see Andrew Garfield's Peter Parker that little else mattered. I wasn't even a fan of his films it's just that this really felt like redemption for an actor who gave his all - who always gives his all - to a role and, as he has said, he didn't always feel supported by Sony (and I can only assume "Amazing" Amy Pascal). He was disappointed that, due to the nature of the business, Sony's goal was making money and felt the character and stories were compromised and it has heartbreaking for him. So to see his Peter get redemption (being able to save MJ when he failed to save Gwen)

and Andrew get to return to the character and portray Peter as so loving, so emotionally bare and hit all the notes Garfield likely wanted Peter to hit in his films, was gratifying.

TBT Garfield wearing his heart on his Spidey costume sleeves.

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It reminded me of Brandon Routh being able to have a do-over after the failure of SUPERMAN RETURNS when he was asked to be "Kingdom Come" Superman in one of the CW's crossover events.

Non-Garfield things

- Here I am being naïve like Garfield and expressing disappointment that Sony is committed to making money because they are doing three more Spider-Man films.

This could have been a great ending point for the franchise, or second to last entry. And with Tom Holland initially crowing about this being the first Spider-Man film he did without a multi-year contract and he didn't want to be 30 and still playing the role, they could have just focused on the other Marvel characters whose rights they own. But Holland surely figured (and rightly so) if he's not playing Peter someone else will so he might as well get those Sony $$$. The only reason I can see, beyond money, for Sony continuing is that they are going to return to their initial plan of separating from Marvel Studios as they planned on doing before ...NO WAY HOME. The die is cast - no one remembers Peter which means he has no ties to The Avengers so there's no need for him to pop up in their upcoming films. Even the post-credit scene showing footage from DOCTOR STRANGE AND THE MULTIVERSE OF MADNESS felt like a final favor - just like Sony tacked on footage from X-MEN: DAYS OF FUTURES PAST onto the end of THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN 2 because director Marc Webb had a prior commitment to Fox so for their troubles Sony gave Fox free promotion by tacking on the footage.

#spider man: no way home #spider verse #spiderman #spiderman 3 #sony pictures #mcu #marvel #spoilers #peter parker #spiderman no way home #spider man #Youtube

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deldeldel90 · 2 years

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Jamie sometimes thought about why his sisters couldn't go outside without supervision.

Maybe it was because of their beauty, their innocence, or just the simple fact that they were the Pastel King's beloved daughters.

He never got the same protection. Although he was still monitored, his father was more relaxed with Jamie. More free.

Jamie loved it - until he didn't.

Until he experienced the danger of the world first hand.

He was small back then, looking at the world with bright eyes. He was only ten.

The sun was bright out, and with his guard - Guard Flowerdew - standing a few steps away, he explored the small little shops, watching people bow to him.

He waved at the children, smiling, and exclaiming how happy he was to be there. Sometimes, he wondered if he hadn't done that, would he have still been taken so easily?

(He'll never know the answer, but sometimes, he wished he did.)

He saw that Guard Flowerdew wasn't paying attention, and seeing that there was no way the guard was going to allow him to have ice-cream before dinner, Jamie took his chance to get away - for only just a minute or two.

What he didn't realize was the two adults watching him. Both were covered by pastel pink hoods with bunny-ears on top of them, and both sported small smiles.

Jamie paid for his raspberry ice-cream, before skipping off to enjoy it in peace.

He looked around, and seeing as he was alone, began to eat the delicious treat.

(The ice-cream tasted weird, for one. It made him pause for a second, before continuing.)

He never got to finish it, though, as a hand smothered his face. He dropped his ice-cream, now trying to wiggle out the person's grasp.

It didn't work.

The person shook him hard, not stopping for several minutes, and the world blurred around Jamie.

His eyes watered, as he collided with the ground.

Two hours later, he awoke. And he couldn't see.

There was something tied around his head, it made his head hurt with how tight it was. He tried to call out - for anybody - but was quickly stopped when he was kicked in the stomach.

"Kids really don't shut up, do they?" One of the voices - female - said, sounding agitated. Another kick to his side.

There was a moment of silence.

"For the prince of the pastel kingdom - doesn't he look like a girl? Are you sure this isn't one of the princesses?" This voice was a male.

"Don't be dense. The king doesn't let his daughters out - I heard he doesn't even let his guards look at them." The woman's voice huffed in annoyance, "we would've gotten a promotion if it was one of his daughters. Too bad it's just this kid."

Kick, kick, kick.

Jamie was sure one of his ribs was broken. He whimpered in pain, as the male whispered something Jamie couldn't understand with the ringing in his ears.

"Of course we can hit him. Boss never said he had to bring him back in one piece," she remarked, "give it a try."

It was an hour later where he finally passed out. It was an hour after that when he was found.

The two kidnappers wouldn't say a single word about where they were from, and so, they were assumed to be (but deep, deep down Jamie knew that they couldn't be people of the pastel kingdom) traitors to the kingdom and executed.

Even though Jamie never knew why exactly his sisters couldn't go outside, he was glad they never did.

After all, what if this happened to them?

(He's still cautious when he goes outside. On rare occasions, he has nightmares about it. He has to remind himself that nobody can hurt him now.)

(He doesn't think his father ever got over the incident. Neither did he.)

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I drew art for this

(Also I got way too attached Guard Flowerdew so he's now one of my CPC ocs)

#cursed princess club #cpc oneshot #cpc angst #cpc jamie

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electricprincess96 · 3 years

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I agree that the game utterly failed to show exactly how crests are holding down the commoners and stopping people from climbing up the social ranks. You have Hubert, Caspar, and Ignatz whose familes are influential and rich despite having no crests, you have Ingrid whose entire family is starving despite crest + nobility. The game wants you to think a bunch of women wouldn't fawn over Sylvain wanting his babies if he had no crest when he's NOBILITY. If the writers wanted Edelgards claims of 1/2

crests = bad hold any water they should have done a better job showing exactly how negatively crests are influencing Fodlan, because we never see that, and that is why a huge part of Edelgards motivation for wanting to change Fodlan from the ground up just falls apart. 2/2

Exactly like Crests aren't the reason Leonie and her village are dirt poor because the Alliance has rich and influential merchant families and one family that doesn't have a Crest (as far as the public is aware anyway since Marianne is told told hide her Crest) just got promoted to the leading council of the country.

Crests aren't the reason Petra is a political hostage she's a political hostage because her country lost a war.

Ingrid is dirt poor and being married off supposedly "for her Crest" but let's be real in actual medieval Europe this would have happened anyway because the prestige around her Noble Family would have been enough for some rich merchant who wanted Lands and Titles. Sure she likely wouldn't have been betrothed to Glenn in that scenario (although I always found that weird since House Fraldarius didn't need a Crest, even if we assume Glenn didn't have one Felix did, I know it's stated that Rodrigue, Ingrid's dad and Sylvain's dad were both friends so I always took that as Rodrigue doing his friend a solid by betrothing Glenn to Ingrid although in real life medieval Europe she'd have immediately been betrothed to Felix upon Glenn's death which didn't happen).

But regardless the only commoner who can really claim to have suffered because of Crest abuse is Dorothea because she and her mother were kicked out of her biological fathers Household when she was born without a Crest. The fact Dorothea never blames Crests and instead blames Nobility in general is actually one of her more mature takes because Crest or no Crest in real life a bastard daughter who's mother was a maid wasn't going to be kept around 9 times out of 10 anyway and any child would develop some resentment.

Sylvain is a good looking, charming, rich Noble. Crest or no Crest he was going to ha e girls swooning over him the same way girls today swoon over good looking male singers, they're Pretty, often Charming at least on camera, talented and rich. Crests aren't the reason for this at all. The fact Felix doesn't get girls swooning over him is because he's so unapproachable so the fact he's also got a Crest and is good looking isn't necessarily the reason, Sylvain is charming and thats a significant factor here.

Caspar and Hubert grew up in comfortable luxury to a certain extent with absolutely no Crests.

Crests are not what is causing all of Fodlan's issues. The fact the Kingdom is currently leaderless and in turmoil, Duscar in ruins and many Lords and its main Church Branch in Open revolt which was all caused by Edelgard's Buddies TWSITD (I don't care if she doesn't like them she enables them, that's enough to make her guilty by association). THAT is all causing more problems for the commoners of Fodlan than Crests ever have.

But again even if Crests are a problem 1. Killing Rhea won't make them go away so I don't know what Edelgard's actual plan is and 2. Crests give actual physical advantages, someone with a Crest of Blaiddyd and someone with no Crest are not on equal playing fields when it comes to an arm wrestling match. Unless Edelgard just killed everyone with a Crest there is no way to completely irradiate Crests. And 3. Crests are man made, humanity stole them, if it was up to Rhea humans wouldn't have them and she'd still have her mother and all her people. So again I fail to see why Edelgard's war against the biggest victim of Crests is somehow a very good Anti Crest Mission. It's not, she's literally pointing her Axe at the wrong person either knowingly or ignorantly. I'll give her the benefit of the doubt and say she's ignorant of the origins of Crests but that just means she's not a very good ruler because unlike Claude she takes the first explanation that confirms her bias and runs with it all the way to the point of genocide. Like THATS A BAD TRAIT FOR A LEADER. Sure Dimitri might not learn the whole truth about Crests but he uncovered things about Duscar and the Tragedy. Edelgard... learns the Slitheres have Nukes which Claude also learns.... she learns nothing because she already thinks she knows everything.

#princess answers asks #anon #edel discourse

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JIKOOK:DON'T ASK ME TO STOP LOVING YOU. I WON'T- Jikook Shading eachother pt3

Disclaimer:

Everything expressed in her is my opinion. It is not intended to be malicious or disrespectful to any of the parties here in mentioned. Please don't be weird.

Jeon Jungkook is in love with Park Jimin. Period. If you have doubts, take my word for it. That man heard a bell ring and he's been following that jingle sound till thy kingdom come. Bless him.

No, I am not off track. We are still on the Jikook breakup/fights 2020 train and it's express. Beep beeeeep! Sorry.

Jk loves Jimin and it is the cause of all his woes- with Jimin as well as with the other bandmates. His problem is he loves that man- too much.

Yes, the 2019 November-December tensions with his bandmates was all because he keeps blurring the lines between his relationship and his career. He is lucky, both of them are lucky that they found eachother in a space like this where they have the opportunity to love and still have it all. Trust me, it's rare.

Except JK didn't join BTS to pursue a career. Bless him. He went there to harvest him some sweet love. Lol. Jokes aside, Jk when he started out had no goals, no ambitions whatsoever. He was young. He was just following the path set out for him by his parents perhaps, his teachers- and also he thought Namjoon's thighs were hella delicious. Lol

He has had to grow to love and appreciate his craft and career just as he's said in the recent Japan comeback interviews. He even almost quit singing to go be a dancer and all it took was Jimin telling him he had an amazing voice for him to stay- the power of park Jimin!

That's how young and naive he was when he began his career path. Let's get a bit deep and psychoanalyze him real quick. He made an entire life decision to join a boyband for seven years not because he loved to sing and dance but because he admired the zeal od RM?

Then when layer he was exposed to dance, and had to make an equally important life decision, he allowed another bandmate(Jimin) to make that decision for him. This should tell you the state of his mind as at the time. He was young and impressionable with no aspirations of his own.

Even as of 2019, he said he had no idea what he was going to do with his life after BTS had the band disbanded in 2018. That's a lot of experience span to not know what he wants to do with his life.

Now I don't mean to say he is immature but we all know the members especially Jimin have pointed out time and again that JK is in fact immature or can be.....

He seems to me as the type who still have a lot to figure out and per his recent interviews where he's talked about taking time to himself to work on himself and his hobbies etc. I have a feeling 2020 has been a period of awakening for him. A period where he is self actualizing a lot and I'm happy for him.

But it is what is causing this age of enlightenment in his life that has me curious.

Moving on, this young, naive, impressionable JK as he was in the early days of BTS started developed feelings for his hyung. Do you see the problem? I'll wait....

These feelings, I assume, began as pure admiration and fondness of Jimin. Jimin was this talented and hardworking, spontaneous, energetic hyung and JK with an impressionable mind as his was was bedazzled by him.

Soon these feelings would morph into what could be seen as an obsession, infatuation and then finally love.

The way I see it, loving Jimin gave him purpose for the first time in his young life. He may not have known much about his life goals and ambitions but he knew being with Jimin gave him a solid ground to stand on, a new sense of direction, certainty and purpose.

He got to share in Jimin's passions, share his with him, dance together, sing, practice, rehearse, make him the subject of his photography, the subject of his attention, care for him, be cared for by him- something he hadn't had the chance to experience from home before he was yanked away into idol life.

Growing up, we all experience that moment where we imprint on friends and relatives. My uncle was my mentor as well as my elder brother too. I admired them so much I sometimes confused that with romantic love till I got socialized properly.

Jk's socialization was.... He....

-Jk may be an introvert but he thrives and shines best when he partners up or is in a group like BTS or his friends group etc and Jimin i feel was the ideal partner for him; his queerness, his adventurousness, pushing JK's boundaries, challenging his beliefs, showing him how to have a good time- ok I really want this Jimin back! Like right now!

Jimin left an impression on JK's young mind. He imprinted on him. And for the longest time, we've seen the way he stares at Jimin.JK really loves Jimin.

So what's the problem?? Loving JM is consuming his mind y'all. It's all he thinks off. All he cares of. He seems super hyper focused on Jimin so much so that it is affecting the dynamics of their group.

His jealousy,possessiveness- He knows he has to keep his relationship a secret for the sake of the group because it is their secret too and yet he just can't help himself.

I feel RM and the others complain a lot about how he let's his jealousy get the best of him. Like how he almost exposed JM as his boyfriend on several occasions verbally( see previous post for further details)

Like how him getting jealous and possessive gives them away more often. I mean JM is bad at hiding it too but let's be honest JK isn't winning any awards with that bad acting. *sigh. He is hopeless.

But yes this is what led to the MMA standoff with RM. It is also the reason for the tensions between Jikook during Jin's birthday VLive (JM asked him to keep his distance because the members had tried to separate them earlier and so JM was just being salty af during this period. It had nothing to do with JK but the others. See Golden Disc and you'll understand)

This also led to their subsequent break up( which you will notice during the comeback interviews and promotions periods- I don't know about you but they were giving off two exes tryna to keep it happy for the cameras during that period but failed cos their interaction were just....)

PS: there are a lot of moments I want to point out but don't know where to begin cos there are a lot.

The blackswan behind scenes moments( JM asking JK if he he wanted to be in a subunit with someone else, JM making JK jealous during the interviews, JK using Tae to make JM jealous the next day, JK holding JMs hands not wanting to let go- he was missing his ex. Lol it's what you do when you have to be friends with that ex you still love and won't hesitate to touch them given the slightest opportunity and once you do you don'twanna let go)

Just look at that whole On comeback promotion moments. You'll understand what I mean.

Also the Run episode moments- you know the one JK almost beat Suga up with the frying pan- JM for this phase seemed to be to be trying to get back together with JK. Dude was clingy as fuck! And for once he was on his best behaviour, trying his hardest not to make JK jealous. I mean the Run behind scenes moment where JM was helping Tae clean off food residue on his mouth but stopped immediately when JK lifted his head. *insert skull head emoji. Lol

To say JM was a bit clingy during this getting back together phase would be an understatement. Remember his clingy moments during Suga's birthday Vlive 2020? And during Festa too? He was trying to get JK's attention and also impress him throughout.

Around this breakup moment too was when he was spending a lot of time with Tae playing video games with Army, posting their selfies at 4 AM and what not. It is also the same period he posted a picture of himself with his dogs on Twitter and said he was trying to spend time with loved ones- if that wasn't shade to JK!

They couldn't post 13th May because of these issues they were having. Not that JM didn't try though. He posted on the 1st, JK should have followed with 3rd but did was busy pouting somewhere. JM still gave us a 5/8=13 selca though so yaay!

What I'm trying to say is, their fight has been about JK not wanting to be separated from JM and JM asking JK to cool it off for a while to not cause trouble with the members and the company.

To which Jk responds with:

1. Interrupting JM's call with Jin during his VLive to ask him on a date and say I love you to him. Dude is a rebel, I don't know what you want me to say. He is not gonna cool it just because it makes the other worried he is exposing them too much.

Jk interrupting JMs live I feel got Jikook in trouble because after that Vlive JM never did a solo live on VLive again to this day. His subsequent lives have all been on YouTube.

I have a feeling he was penalized because that VLive exposed them. And no, I'm not being delusional. Jikook were both banned from doing a VLive together alone following their New Jersey VLIVE in 2019 when they- I don't even know how to describe what they did in that live!

And to make it less obvious, I think BigHit decided the others should stop doing solo Vlives on VLive altogether because now they all do their solo lives on YouTube as well and if they have to do a Vlive it is heavily monitored by BigHit staff or its radio and not done in their rooms too.

So I think Jimin got pissed at JK for doing that and getting them in trouble again. I mean if you heard him sigh during the new Jersey VLive you would know how frustrated JK makes him. He loves him too but.... Jk can be a bit too much ya know?!

Anyhoo, so I believe JM called for some space and told JK to take up interests in other things beside him and I don't know how JK took it but he responded with this:

Posting the cover of the song Not Never. Which was him basically saying for as long as he lives he will not never think about JM. As in he is never not ever keeping away from JM. We might have to pry Jimin from his cold hands! *sigh

Which leads to the radio Vlives moments,

Something Jimin said during his interview with suga caught my attention. He said it was nice that they get to speak with Armies at least like this. I believe all these were putting a lot of stress on Jimin as he has decided to take a break off social media prior to him saying so on this interview. But the wording of that statement also made be believe some thing or someone was preventing him from talking to Armies in the usual manner.

Earlier with RM he had said how he would go crazy if they weren't allowed to do certain things he was used to doing on stage as well. So that also raised a flag to me.

I had a feeling Suga had invited JM on that Radio live to address his 'issues'- including his issues with JK. Jikook have a subtle way of communicating with each other and somehow social media has a huge part in that. They not the only ones, Beyonce and JayZ also addressed their relationship issues through their music, going back and forth yet they lived together. I DONT UNDERSTAND THESE CELEBRITIES!!!

Sorry for the rant. Anyway I had a feeling JK was listening to the radio interview too.

Suga asked JM why he didn't come to his music video set to support him- which I believe he was referring to his Daechwita shoot. JM didn't go because, take a guess...

JK was there too. Lol. He had gone with Jin and even ended up filming a part in the music video. My guess is Jk thought Jimin was gonna be there because he always go to Support Suga and the others in times like that.

So Jimin responds with 'were you expecting me? .... I didn't come because I want you to want me more.' Now that's an absolutely random response don't you think? He couldhave said something logical like he had to record at a studio or something- unless he wasn't talking about Suga but was sending that message to someone else who was listening in. A certain man with a JM tatto ring on his ring finger perhaps??

JM from this response revealed he intentionally missed that shoot. He knew JK would be there and he wanted him to ask where JM was at it he wasn't at the shoot. It's also interesting how during this period JK was spending a lot of time with Jin. When he interrupted JM's Vlive call he was with Jin. He went with Jin to Suga's MV and Jin posted a selca of him and shirtless Jk dieimh this period too while JM was mostly seen with Tae. What does this remind you of??

MANILA. same thing happened when they had that Manila fight. Jin was with JM and we all know who was siding with JK!

Why would JM say he wants to be enacted more? Easy- He a slytherin and a Libra and those two mixed together is sinister. Kidding.

I believe JK intentionally took a step back from JM, to give him the space he wanted and it had JM feeling someway about it. Probably had him feeling JK didn't want him as much anymore. Dude is insecure we been known. He a Libra and a slytherin what y'all expect?

So I'm guessing JM put up the classic textbook attitude towards JK which had JK all confused because he had no idea what their issues were anymore or why his boyfriend was spending his nights at Tae. You want space, you got it. Why you mad?

So JK reaches out to Suga for help. because the intention was fix his relationship not have it plummet. Dude is in love with this man and will do whatever it takes to keep his relationship. *Sigh

Suga comes through for him with the interview. And I think JK put two and two together- literally. He comes up with still with you a few days after JM's interview and does a radio interview with Suga as well.

Now the focus of this interview was his "apology to Armies for his scandal.' But funny, cos his scandal happened a month before the interview. Suga radio had been ongoing after the scandal and yet this man didn't think once to come on it and apologize to Armies about an incident that BigHit had already addressed until JMs interview.

You don't talk about scandals. That's the protocol.

Let me also point out JK has had several scandals in the past of which he had never addressed in a Vlive let alone apologize in that way. Not saying he wouldn't, he hasn't. They themselves don't address scandals unofficially, that's the protocol and he knows it.

If they were allowed to think Armies would be more interested in him addressing the Tatoo gurl scandal not his Friday night happy hours with his friends. That apology was for Jimin not armies.

Also, he pointed out how still with you was written when he was alone in the dark thinking by himself. That sounds to me like something you do when you've had a fight with your boyfriend/girlfriend and they've packed their things and left your shared apartment.

Interestingly, Jk mentioned during Festa the rain fight. Still with you literally has rain drops sounds in the beginning of the song and also on the cover on sound cloud. Seems to me that whatever happened that night had JK reminiscing about times he'd fought with JM- the rain fight. Which is what inspired still with you (I will do a full analysis of that song and others soon here on my blog'

Yea, so he apologized to JM for their fight I guess and said he loves Army. *smirk.

And things started falling into place right after that. They started- Jikooking again. Jk called JM out on Weverse so they start their online flirting thingy- posting immediately after each other, 13, those kinda things

Things seemed good. Untill their Japan interviews when JK said spending time alone pursuing new hobbies was gold to him and JM saying maintaining his relationships with friends and family is good to him. Seems JK is still salty about JM wanting space. It will take sometime for him to get used to not being around JM 24/7. Know what I mean?

I don't think there was major tension there. Just two lovebirds shading eachother. *smirk I mean the passive aggressiveness of it all. Lol

I have a feeling JK will keep jabbing at JM with that because let's face it, he is the emo one in that relationship and most importantly he loves JM with all his being and wants to be with him always. A partner asking for space can feel like they are pushing you away or rejecting you. It triggers a lot of insecurities so I understand JK in that sense. They are both not wrong in my opinion. Space can be a good thing and hey at least JK got to read a whole book during this time! Who woulda thought!

And quiet honestly, if Jikook are real as I believe they are then these issues they are having pales in comparison to the hurdles that lie ahead of them for when they decide to come out or live as a forever couple.

I guess It is why JK put these lyrics in GCF Helsinki at JMs part:

Why do you spend your time leading the chorus,

When the war was just waiting before us?

As if you didn't know

I guess it's sums up what Jikook were dealing with during that period of you take into consideration the fact this was released end of December/ early 2020.

Jimin pays too much attention to what people thinks of their relationship as if he didn't know what he was getting himself into. ...

This has been a long one, chai! Sorry. I get carried away sometimes talking about Jikook. Lol.

So what is the state of their relationship? They good. I been told y'all JK is trying to bring back their old online filtering habits. He did it on Weverse when he posted about him reading and asking what JM was doing forcing JM to come out with a response.

He did the same yesterday when he posted a cover song after JM posted his selca on Twitter. They good. They more than good I believe. I will keep observing and will update y'all with my observations as and when.

Oh and I will be doing an analysis of his new cover may be later tonight. Until then its Jikook forever bishes! Gang, gang, gang,

I'M OUT!

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