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filmbyjy · 1 year

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‘kissing them just to see their reaction’

pairing: enhypen x fem!reader

summary: you and the boys are best friends and well, you wanted to see how kissing them would go.

warning: on jake’s part it’s a little suggestive so umm proceed with caution.

NOTE: saurr i’ve opened up my request box so feel free to request any headcannons or even imagines!

lee heeseung

side note: he looks small here😭😭

you and heeseung were hanging out peacefully in your living room. he was busy trying to beat the shit out of people in ‘call of duty’ so you were just left there scrolling on your phone. then a certain video comes on your ‘for you’ page.

the video was about two best friends and the girl best friend kissed the guy best friend to see his reaction. you fell into that pit of watching a lot of similar ones and so you looked up from your phone to peak up at heeseung.

he was busy furiously clicking on the buttons of the controller. you weren’t stupid, you knew your best friend was hot. he was every quality every girl wanted in a man and that included you. however, you knew heeseung didn’t like you that way. especially not when he didn’t show any signs of possibly liking you as more than a friend.

which is why you never made an effort to woo him but something tells you maybe you should give this challenge a try. you wanted to see how he’d react. besides, it can only go two ways. knowing heeseung, he’d either kiss you back or possibly sit there looking shocked with his widened bambi eyes before he shyly stutters and asks why you kissed him before admitting he doesn’t like you that way.

you hoped for the latter because although seeing the boy adorably get flustered, you weren’t ready to get rejected. taking this risk meant you’d be crossing a line between being more than friends. you sighed. heeseung takes notice, he pauses the game and turns to you.

“hey, what’s wrong?”

“nothing.”

he nods before walking over to where you sat, “but I also know that if you say nothing then something is wrong. tell me what’s in that amazing mind of yours?”

“well…”

should you take the risk? you looked straight into heeseung’s eyes. he tilts his head waiting for you to say what you wanted. which you don’t because you just went for it and gave him a peck on the lips. he did his bambi eyes just like you predicted. is he going to reject you? you can’t look at this, you stared down at your hand and nervously played with it.

“sorry, i shouldn’t have done that. i just saw a tiktok about two best friends kissing and i just wanted to see your reaction. i crossed the line, didn’t I?”

what you didn’t expect was for heeseung to place a finger under your chin and tilt your head up. he places a delicate kiss on your lips, it was short and sweet.

“i’ve always wanted to do that.” heeseung whispers once he pulls away.

“you did?”

“i’ve had a crush on you for a while now but I was scared you didn’t like me in that way.”

“heeseung. we are both idiots.” he places his forehead against yours and shuts his eyes. you shut your eyes too to bask in each other’s embrace.

“yeah, we are.”

park jongseong

a/n: let me introduce you to some new thangs. get it cause ‘kick it’. ehem I’ll see myself out.

bless your soul, you have no idea how you managed to even be friends with this greek god of a man. who did you save in your past life to even get such treatment?

okay but enough with that. it was the start of the world tour period and so you decided to travel to Seoul to watch his concert. both you and jay had been childhood friends before he moved to Seoul to pursue his dreams of becoming an idol. it was sad because you missed him a lot. however, you realised would jay even remember you? what if he forgot about you?

you didn't have much thought as you were already on the way to the concert. you had special access as jay's mom had requested it when bang pd had invited them. you realised that it had been 11 years since you've last seen him. what was surprising was that he pulled you into a hug backstage when you joined his parents.

"i missed you." he muttered. you felt your heart race.

since you had a term break for your university, you decided to spend it in seoul for a few days. hence, you were staying with jay's parents for a short while before you flew back to seattle. so far they treated you with so much care and you felt loved. the next day after the concert, jay had gone over to his parent's house. it was his day off before he had to go on tour so he wanted to spend it with you.

"brought some snacks." jay holds up a plastic bag full of snacks. you smiled. he lets himself in and shuts the door behind. the both of you falling into a deep conversation whilst catching up with each other. jay kept rambling about i-land, about the boys, about the idol life etc.

it came to the point where you really wanted to see what would happen if you just possibly kiss him to see how he would react. which you stupidly did so. just one tiny peck on the lips. jay stops talking. his eyes were widened, his jaw dropped at how shocked he was.

“umm continue.” you say shyly. you were already blushing hard, your ears turning even more red by the second. jay gets over the initial shock, a smirk plastered onto his lips (which was hiding how much he was flustered)

“you like me don’t you?” jay teases.

“jay, can we not talk about it?”

“why not? didn’t like kissing me at all?” he pouts.

“jay, please. drop this subject, I’ve already embarrassed myself enough. moreover, I don’t expect you to like me back so-”

“who said I didn’t like you back?” jay says.

“huh?” jay didn’t say much because the next thing he does was pull you into a loving kiss.

sim jaeyun

note: jake is not an idol here, just a normal aussie boy :)

it was a hot day, jake invited you to go swimming since he had a swimming pool in his backyard.

“you can change in my bedroom, I’ll change in the bathroom since I need to take off my, you know, underwear.”

“YOU GO SWIMMING WITHOUT YOUR UNDERWEAR???” you gasp.

“(name), the swimming trunks have an underwear inside. why would I wear another underwear over it. it’s uncomfortable.” (he was lying there was no underwear in those swim trunks, he went commando and is a free man)

“well, how am I supposed to know there was already an underwear inside. i’m not a guy.”

“yeah, I know. you walk around in your scandalous bikini set.”

“ITS NOT SCANDALOUS, JAEYUN.”

10 minutes later, both you and jake were in the pool. swimming around and enjoying the cool water. until jake decided to go full on wwe on you and tried to tackle you.

“jaeyun!” you fell straight into the water. you yelled whilst swiping the water away from your eyes. jake laughs but pauses when he looks back at you. yup, he thought you were hot.

you walked closer to him and pointed a finger right on his bare chest. jake didn’t even comprehend the words you were muttering out, he knew you were lecturing him about tackling you in the pool. his hands suddenly wrapped around your waist. you gasped a little. it went silent between the both of you.

and that’s when your eyes flickered down onto his plump lips. how you’ve always dreamt of kissing them but you always thought your friendship was simply platonic. clearly it wasn’t because who would think of kissing their guy best friend.

you went for it and kissed him first. before he could even make the first move but then you realised…did he even want to kiss you? you pulled away after the short kiss and covered your mouth.

“I shouldn’t have done that. I am so sorry, jake.”

jake doesn’t say anything further before he pulls you back into another kiss, that conveyed his true feelings for you.

(ONE CHANCE JAEYUN🧎🏻‍♀️)

park sunghoon

you and sunghoon were like sort of friends. the only way you befriended him was through jake. however, the only time you ever chatted with fine sculpted boy was when jake was around.

other times, you would not be caught talking to him. you preferred to keep your mouth shut. reason being, you were afraid of fooling yourself in front of him. there was no way of denying that sunghoon was attractive. moreover, he was your type. shy, introverted and has an adorable toothy smile.

you would rather just keep your mouth shut than to make a fool out of yourself. sunghoon too thought the same. he thought you looked pretty, he felt like you and him were meant to be. okay, maybe it was just because he fell in love at first sight but he will never admit it. anyways, today, you, jake and sunghoon were hanging out at jay’s house.

they wanted to play games jay’s newly bought console. courtesy of mr.park since he loved his son dearly. jay and jake were busy tapping at the controllers, screaming their heads off while you and sunghoon either watched them or were busy scrolling on your phones.

“hey, wanna play you two? we played too long, our hands are cramping up.” jay asks. you didn’t fancy playing video games but you wanted to try it so you took the controller and sat where jay previously sat. jake smirks.

“let’s make a deal.” jake suggests.

“what? no. i’m playing for fun, I’ve never played this before.”

“exactly, you get handicap benefits. sunghoon can also help you if you’d like.” jake winks. you turned to look back at sunghoon. he was sending glares at the boy beside you. when his eyes with yours, it softens.

“umm, if you want help. I can help.” he says.

“then can you help me?” you shyly asked.

“sure.”

“alright then, since you have sunghoon’s help. I’ll make the challenge harder. you have to kill the boss. like the top boss of this level.”

“bro, this level is hard though.” jay says.

“yeah I know but sunghoon said he beat this level before so it will be easier for (name) with his help.” jake explains.

“alright then. deal, sim jaeyun.” sunghoon says.

and so the game begins. jake plays the level but dies like 20 seconds later. he groans.

“alright your turn (name).” jake says.

it was your turn, sunghoon tries instructs you to do things. surprisingly, you were so far doing well. when there was a part you couldn’t do or figure out. sunghoon sat behind you and grabbed the controller to move your character around.

the boss level arrives and you were panicking while trying to defeat it. you yelled cusses while trying to beat it. sunghoon helps you through it and when it ends when the monster falls to the ground dead. your jaw drops. you turned to hugged sunghoon but miscalculated and accidentally kissed him right on the lips.

okay maybe it wasn’t a miscalculation, you knew he was near to you and you wanted to see what happened if you kissed him. either ways, your eyes ‘widened’ and you quickly pulled away. you gasp and frantically apologised to the boy. even the two boys that were there had their eyes widened. they were shocked at what they witnessed.

“oh my god, this is embarrassing. sunghoon, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that I swear-” you felt a pair of lips on yours again.

you hear gasps behind and beside you. jay and jake’s jaw dropped even more at the bold action sunghoon did. your hands fall around sunghoon’s neck, you kissed him happily.

“okay okay! stop kissing you two! god, I don’t wanna have to bleach my damn eyes.” jay says. both you and sunghoon pulled apart.

“you two are disgustingly cute but at the same time just eww.” jake fake gags.

“you are just jealous, I have a girlfriend now.” sunghoon proudly says.

kim sunoo

sunoo runs around the art store, trying to help you find what you needed. he has a sugar rush so you thought it was smart of you to use the energetic boy.

“here. pencils for shading.” he says. you thanked him. he runs off again and you just watched him.

“i’m surprised he actually willingly wanted to do it for you.” jay nudges at you.

“it’s probably the (name) effect again. sunoo likes you.” jake adds.

“pfftt very funny. there is no way sunoo likes me.” you say. the two older boys rolled their eyes.

“yeah sure. just so you know, even if he has sugar rush, he would never be caught helping any of us.”

“well too bad. maybe treat him nicer and stop teasing him then he will like you.” you stuck out your tongue.

“that’s not the only reason. it’s because you are you and sunoo likes that.” jay says.

“enough. there is zero possibility of sunoo liking me.”

“whatever you say.”

“(name) (name)!! I found those fancy colouring pencils that you’ve been talking about!!”

“oh my, I’ve been wanting these for so long…” you noticed the price tag. “it’s too pricey. come on boys, let’s go. you have practice.”

just when you were about leave the store, sunoo comes up behind you and places in the colour pencils that you wanted so much. you quickly realised that it was already paid.

“sunoo.”

“save it. I wanna gift you this since you’ve always wanted it soooo much.”

“once again, kim sunoo strikes at buying a gift for (name).” jay says. you rolled your eyes.

“how about I reward you!” you say to sunoo.

“oooo what reward-”

you pecked sunoo’s lips. he gasps and covers his mouth. even the two older boys were in shock.

“(name)…” jake says.

“d-do you like me too?” sunoo says.

“maybe…” sunoo pecks your lips a couple more times and hugs you excitedly.

“eeeekkk, (name) is my girlfriend now!!” the boy shouts.

yang jungwon

“you know jungwon, I really don’t get how flexible you are.” you wince watching the boy stretch his legs almost easily doing the splits.

jungwon shrugs, "i did taekwondo for years. why wouldn't i be flexible?"

"you're right. i shouldn't doubt your skills."

jungwon snorts. he huffs and gets into position.

"alright. you said you wanted to learn how to do 'pass the mic'?"

you realise what you've gotten yourself into. you awkwardly stood still.

"umm, i won't break my ankles right?"

"no but there is a possibility of spraining it. which is why you should stretch properly."

you hummed, "then, teach me."

jungwon smiles. he teaches you how to do the dance. it was extremely hard and you tripped like so many times. thankfully, jungwon catches you all the time without fail.

you tripped for the tenth time and jungwon catches you.

"you know...i'm starting to think you're purposely falling for me." jungwon jokes.

you blushed, "shut up, i'm just clumsy."

"sure, you usually don't fall this much. especially in school."

"well, i'm not an idol so obviously i am not used to this. besides, we were in a debating club together!"

"yeah whatever. wanna do it from the top again?"

"will you lead?"

"sure."

and so you and jungwon get into positions. the song starting to play and you followed jungwon. just about halfway through the song when you were getting into it, you tripped again. this time, you dragged jungwon along with you.

accidentally pecking him right on the lips in the process. you gasp.

"is this your way of telling me, you have a crush on me (name)?" jungwon asks.

"what? what do you mean? i don't have a crush on you!"

"mhm sure~~" jungwon teases. you were feeling flustered but you could only think of one thing to do and that was to kiss yang jungwon right on the lips again.

the boy was initially in shock but got over it quickly. his hands reach out to place right on your cheeks so he could really kiss you back. you pulled away.

"i-"

"let's go out on a date." jungwon quickly mutters.

nishimura riki

it was a tradition to go to a bowling alley every once in a while with ni-ki since he constantly begged the boys. unfortunately, with busy schedules, they were unable to do so.

instead, ni-ki begged you. his extremely close 'friend'. reason why there is a quotation mark on your friendship is because sure you and ni-ki were friends but it was clear he treated you as more than friends.

he was more touchy with you as compared to everyone. you weren't opposed to dating ni-ki though since you liked him too. however, the boy made you feel confused. as such, you decided you wanted to confirm the relationship you two had.

"here you go. it's your turn first." ni-ki hands you a bowling ball perfect for you.

"thank you." you rolled the ball down the lane and knocked down a few pins. ni-ki was proud so he high-fived you for doing well. you collected the spare soon after.

"you're getting good. you may even be able to beat jay hyung in bowling." ni-ki says.

you snort, "i thought you said you don't really play bowling anymore? why are we here together then?"

"because...i wanted to spend my time with you."

you shoved the boy, clearly you were flustered. ni-ki smirks.

"watch this." ni-ki rolls the ball and gets a strike.

"great job, ni-ki but this isn't over."

"oh so it turned into a competition? alright, then. let's do this."

and so a competition between you and ni-ki starts. a small bet was created where the winner would get to do whatever they wanted. however, you were losing. you huffed. maybe it wasn't too smart to challenge ni-ki. knowing his competitive nature, it made it harder.

ni-ki notices how hard you wanted to win this bet. hence, he started to slow down. he pretended to do bad for the rest of the rounds, purposely rolling the ball to the gutter or getting lesser pins. in the end, you won.

you jumped up excitedly and ni-ki smiles.

"I WIN!!"

"beginner's luck." ni-ki says before bending slightly down to your height. you rolled your eyes. "what do you want then?"

that's when ni-ki felt your lips against his. it was just a mere small peck. you instantly hid your face with your hands. ni-ki stares at you in shock but a smile creeps up. he pulls you into a hug.

"i see, you wanted a boyfriend."

"shut up!"

"well, if that's what you want...i guess i could be yours." he says whilst a smile playing on his lips.

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btsficsandsuch · 8 months

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You Better Figure It Out- Part 2

Yoongi can’t figure out a way to prove to you that he never cheated. When you hear stories about his encounters with other women it starts to make you question your decision.

Part 1 Here

The plane ride back home was difficult. You tried your best to hide your tear stained face but after a few hours you just stopped caring. People stared and whispered, but your mind and your heart were so full of other things that it didn’t even matter to you. Yoongi had called you 16 times by the time your plane took off. You lost count of how many text messages he’d sent. Some of them apologizing, most of them begging. You had been cheated on in the past and Yoongi knew that too which is why you were extra hurt.

You wanted to believe he didn’t cheat on you but how could you? Your last boyfriend managed to hide his infidelity from you for six months and the two of you lived together and even worked for the same business. You and Yoongi spent a significant amount of time apart so it would be super easy for him to hide it from you. You thought of all the times he left for tour and you couldn’t go because of work and you wondered what he did when he was alone after the show or all the times he was locked in his studio all night and told you not to come by because he was busy. Now you were wondering exactly what he meant by “busy”.

When you finally made it back to your apartment the first thing you wanted to do was take a hot shower. Opening the bedroom door you were hit with a wave of disgust when you looked at the bed. The bed that you and Yoongi spent countless nights in cuddling, talking, showing each other love. What if he brought other women home and cheated on you with them in that bed? Suddenly you felt dirty being in that apartment. It didn’t feel like home any more. You grabbed another bag and packed some clean clothes. You were going to go stay with a friend for a while until you could find a new place. Luckily Yoongi wasn’t going to be home for a while so you didn’t have to worry about getting all of your things out just yet.

Over the course of the next few weeks Yoongi still called and texted you every day. Then you started getting texts from the boys asking you what was going on because Yoongi was inconsolable since you left. You knew things were serious when you got a voicemail from Bang PD letting you know that he was starting to get really worried about him. Part of you wanted to call and make sure he was okay at least but you ultimately decided against it. He brought this on himself and it’s not your responsibility to fix it. If things weren’t stressful enough for you, you still hadn’t found somewhere to live and the tour was almost over. Yoongi would be home in a few days and you weren’t sure what you were going to do.

You just arrived home from work when you heard your phone going off again. You went to delete the message assuming it was just Yoongi again but stopped when you saw it was Namjoon asking if the two of you could meet up now that they were home from the tour. You were hesitant but he promised no Yoongi so you gave in and you agreed to meet him the next day.

“Y/N it’s good to see you. How are you?”, Namjoon said while giving you a hug. You smiled, “I’m alright. How was the rest of the tour?” He sighed, “Tiring to say the least but we love it.” There was a long silence before he continued, “So you probably know why I wanted to talk so soon after getting back.” You nodded realizing that they would’ve just got in this morning. He continued, “Yoongi didn’t tell us the full story. He just said he messed up and he doesn’t know how to fix it. All I know is he’s not been the same Yoongi since you left.” You weren’t sure how much you wanted to involve him. At the end of the day this was between you and Yoongi but you thought maybe he might know something. “Namjoon, I want you to be 100% honest with me. Has he ever cheated on me?” You decided to give him more context before he answered, “He accused me of cheating and then admitted that he cheated on me. When I proved that I didn’t cheat he tried to backtrack and tell me that he never cheated. I don’t know if I believe him.”

Namjoon was quiet for a while like he was trying to decide how to answer. Finally he spoke, “Look Y/N I’m not with him 24/7 so I can’t tell you for sure.” You felt your heart sink. He continued, “But I can tell you there was this one time while we were on tour we had met a group of girls. We were all hanging out and drinking. People started getting touchy with each other. This one girl in particular really wanted Yoongi. I mean she was all over him.” The thought of some other girl all over him made you sick. You weren’t sure what the point of this story was and why he was telling you it. He continued almost like he could read your mind, “Yoongi kept pushing her away and telling her he wasn’t interested. She was persistent. Next thing I know her top is flying across the room and she’s straddling him in just her skirt and bra.” You’d had enough, “Joon what is the point of this story?” He chuckled, “Let me finish. He immediately shoved her off of his lap and left the room. Later that night Jimin found him asleep in his bed with his laptop open showing a slideshow of photos of you and he was hugging that tshirt of yours that he brings with him anytime we leave the country. My point is he could’ve easily had that girl if he wanted but he didn’t. Instead he laid in bed staring at pictures of you and clutching your shirt like it was the last thing he had left of you.” You had forgotten all about the blue tshirt you had gotten on a family vacation when you were 17. It was one of your favorites and Yoongi had accidentally packed it with his belongings before going on tour one time. He shyly told you how he had slept with it every night because it felt like you were there with him. Ever since then you let him keep it and it became like a comfort blanket for him when he was away.

Namjoon brought you back to the present as he continued, “Like I said Y/N, I can’t guarantee what Yoongi does when I’m not there but from what I do see I personally don’t think he’d cheat on you. The opportunity has presented itself several times over the years but he never acts on it. Ultimately though it’s up to you to decide if you want to move forward or end the relationship now. But please at least talk to him either way. We are really concerned about his well being right now.”

Even though you were more conflicted now you thanked Namjoon for talking with you and went on your way back home. You tried to clear your head on the walk back. On one hand you really believed that he wouldn’t cheat based on what Namjoon said but like he also said he’s not with him all the time. He was right about talking to him though. You knew that had to be done even if it was just to discuss moving your things out. You sent a quick text to him asking if the two of you could talk back at the apartment. Almost instantly you received a text back letting you know he was already there so you changed direction and made your way over.

You let yourself into the apartment for the first time in weeks. It felt even less like home than it did when you last left. You found Yoongi standing at the kitchen counter making two cups of coffee. You couldn’t believe how terrible he looked. His skin looked of a grayish color. He had dark bags under his eyes like he hadn’t slept in months. It looked like he had lost close to 20lbs since you last saw him. He looked up when he noticed you standing in the room. Slowly he walked over and handed you a cup of coffee, “I made it just like you like it.” You softly smiled and took the mug from him before sitting down. He stood staring for a moment like he was unsure where he should sit. Eventually he settled on the chair next to you.

“How have you been Y/N? Are you taking care of yourself?”, he asked. “I’m doing alright. How have you been?”, you inquired. He was biting his lip. Before he could speak the tears started flowing from his eyes. He started hyperventilating and shaking. Instinctively you reached for his hand, “Yoongi breathe. Just calm down and breathe. When is the last time you ate something or even slept?” He shook his head, “I don’t know. I don’t really care to do either any more.” “Yoongi you have to take care of yourself. Please. I hate seeing you like this.” You got up and checked the cabinets to find something to eat. Thankfully there were some instant noodles you were able to heat up. Setting the bowl in front of him you spoke, “Please eat. It’s the least you can do for me.” You watched as he finally started to eat the noodles. It was almost like you could see some life immediately brought back into his body.

You let him finish his meal and calm down a little before you decided to move forward with the reason you were there. “How do we move forward from this?”, you asked. He stared out of the window, “I don’t know Y/N. There’s no way for me to prove to you that I didn’t cheat. I love you more than life itself but I can’t force you to forgive me. What I did was disgusting and I broke your trust. I understand if you don’t want to continue this relationship any more.”, You sat in silence for a while before finally speaking up, “I agree Yoongi. I can’t trust you any more and I don’t think I can continue this.” He winced at your words before solemnly nodding. “Please take care of yourself Yoongi.”, you whispered before making your way to the front door.

You were finally able to find an apartment you could afford even though Yoongi had offered to let you have the apartment you shared. It didn’t feel right so you declined. You hadn’t heard from Yoongi since you stopped over to get the rest of your things. He still looked miserable but he didn’t say much. He helped you carry down some of your boxes to your car before disappearing to your once shared bedroom.

It had been several weeks since you heard from him when one day you got a text from him saying he had a box of your things at his studio. He said you could stop by any time and pick it up. You told him you’d stop by one day after work and that was the end of the conversation. It’s was a Friday evening and you were able to sneak out of work a little early so you thought it would be the perfect time to go get your stuff from his studio. You made the familiar walk to the building and then made your way past security and up his room.

Standing in front if his door you were about to knock when the door suddenly swung open and a woman came storming out slamming the it behind her. “Seriously, he already moved on?”, you thought feeling your heart break. “Oh are you here to see Yoongi? Well good luck. I swear I could walk in there naked and he wouldn’t even notice.”, she said dripping with sarcasm. You were pretty speechless not really sure what was going on. For some reason this woman thought you wanted to have this conversation so she continued, “Some guys are so blind or maybe just dumb. I’ve been trying to get with him for years. He always shot me down saying he had a girlfriend. I’d say what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. He still wouldn’t give in and told me he’d never do that to her. Whoever his girlfriend was must’ve been something special. Then I find out that they recently broke up. So I’m like okay cool. Now is my chance but he’s still rejecting me claiming he’s still in love and trying to get her back.” She eventually walked away still rambling. You were in disbelief at what you just heard. How could someone be so selfish?

You knocked on his door and waited for him to answer. When he did you greeted him with a slight smile, “I just met your friend. She seems nice.” He chuckled and invited you in. “So what’s her deal? It seems like she’s been giving you a hard time for a while.”, you asked. “That’s just Mae. She’s been working here for like three years. Her dads one of the big shots so she gets away with a lot. She’s been flirting with me and making advances on me for years. I think I’m the first person to tell her no in her life so she doesn’t like it.”, he said with a laugh. You began thinking back to the story that Namjoon told you about how Yoongi had rejected the girl while he was on tour and he also kept rejecting this Mae girl. You started wondering if maybe he didn’t ever cheat on you. He’s clearly had plenty of chances but has always turned them down.

You were shaken out of this thoughts when Yoongi spoke, “Your box is by the door. There’s some notebooks and supplies. Your favorite fuzzy socks are in there. I know you’ll want those back. Your favorite tshirt is also in there. I forgot it was still in my luggage.” You looked over and saw your blue vacation shirt that Yoongi always took with him on tour peaking out of the box. You were fidgeting with the sleeve of your blouse wondering if you’ll regret this next action or not, “Yoongi, you really never cheated on me did you?” He looked up at you, “Y/N I swear on my career, on my family, on my life itself. I never cheated on you. When I saw you at that pub and I thought you were getting that guys number I was hurt and scared and angry. I always expected you to leave me one day because I’m not the best at this relationship thing and I thought that day had finally come. I wanted you to feel the hurt that I was feeling. I said the one thing that I knew would hurt you the most and I’ll never forgive myself for it.”

You could feel the tears starting to well up in your eyes. You missed him so much. “Y/N you can say no if you want but can I hug you?” You nodded and he slowly wrapped his arms around you. It had been so long since you felt a relief like that. No one could hold you like him, comfort you like him, or love you like him. “Please give me another chance. I promise that nothing like this will ever happen again. You’ll never doubt my commitment or love for you.”, he whispered to you.

You pulled away to look into his eyes. It felt like years since you’d done that. His eyes were filled with sincerity. “I’m not saying I forgive you and I’m not saying that things will go right back to the way they were because it’s definitely going to take time but I do think that if we work on this we could repair our relationship.”, you said. Yoongi smiled, “I would really like that.” He took your hand in his, “If you like you could stay here for a little bit. I’ll order us some food. It’ll be like a repeat of our first date.” You thought back to that night and chuckled, “Yeah that sounds nice. Just please don’t spill your drink on me out of nervousness this time.” He laughed as he started ordering the food from his phone. You went over to the box of your things on the floor and took out the blue tshirt. You walked to Yoongi’s computer chair and laid the shirt over the back before leaning over and giving him a kiss on the cheek. He looked back at the shirt and then up at you before smiling. You took a seat on the couch and continued to watch him as he pondered over what to order. You knew he was the one that broke your heart to begin with but you also knew deep down that he’d be the one that could slowly stitch it back together.

@anon-1112

#bts #bts x reader #bts fanfic #yoongi x reader #yoongi fanfic #yoongi angst #yoongi fluff #bts yoongi #bts fluff #bts imagines #min yoongi

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✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

Clone Wars/Star Wars

The Sun Swings East by kj_feybarn (+ podfic)

Over and over, Obi-Wan woke up and wished he hadn't.

Palpatine wouldn't stop until Obi-Wan had Fallen, wouldn't stop until Obi-Wan gave Palpatine a shattered galaxy in payment for his release.

He couldn't save himself, Obi-Wan had come to terms with that.

What he hadn't realized was that didn't mean there was no way to be saved.

broken surface by qigiined

"The water is not talking to you, Obi-Wan,” Feemor says without chastisement in his tone. “That’s the force you’re feeling, from the trees maybe.” The clippers turn back on. “Or a fish.” “Bones,” Obi-Wan says. The clippers turn off again. “Bones,” Obi-Wan repeats. “I want to be bones.” “You’re already bones. Where’d you get that idea?” Qui-Gon steps quietly closer to the door. “You’re scaring me, O’Ben,” Feemor says softly.

(Obi-Wan suffers from a genetic and force-based condition that makes him want to drown himself in a bog. And sometimes that bog is the shape of a sink.)

cultural ed by qigiined

PDS: so Kenobi would have been 23? 24? When the padawan came along?

WLF: so probably around 22 for conception. They need time to bake.

PDS: no one can make natborns that young.

FOX: I’m telling you all. Natborns are REALLY good at making other natborns that young. It’s their specialty.

(Cal is assigned to do some cultural education with Obi-Wan on board The Negotiator for a few days and Cody and his batch come to some understandable conclusions.)

and through the spaces of the dark by blackkat (+ podfic)

Jon's attempts to avoid a war he wants no part in are ended when Dark Woman drags him to Coruscant and straight to a posting with the Guard. He intends to keep his head down and do his work, but the mysteries around the Guard - and Fox - immediately have him in out of his depth and on uncertain ground/

Nine Worlds series (Victoria Goddard)

An Impossible Dream by SunInGlory

His Radiancy makes a proposal to his secretary. It probably isn't a real proposal...or is it?

an honorable and enviable role. by mage-pie (looselipssinksubs)

"Get up get up get up!” Something heavy landed on Varro’s stomach. He sat up just as Zerafin turned the lights on. “What?” Zerafin was grinning. The thing he’d thrown at Varro was a duffel bag. “We’re going on vacation! Get up, start packing, we’re leaving at dawn!”

That’s right, iiiiit’s… Vangavayen Vacation Time! Featuring our very favorite captive audience and peanut gallery, the highly trained and extremely professional innermost members of the Imperial Guard! Please give them your applause and moral support; they’re going to need it.

Privacy by Penguinity

Rhodin sipped his coffee. “Are us roommates cramping your style?”

“No,” Conju demurred, in a way which clearly meant yes. “I value you all deeply and am satisfied with a . . . laissez-faire . . . living situation in our retirement.”

Ludvic stirred his coffee. Rhodin peeled a banana in a desultory way. They waited.

Conju sighed. “It’s just–“ Ludvic and Rhodin leaned forward as Conju continued, “– why does he have to be underfoot all the time? Overnight?! I came down for a drink last week and nearly broke my neck tripping over a middle-aged aristocrat. It’s undignified."

Disobedience by alfgifu

You glanced down at the new paper with mild concern and felt your emotions congeal into cold terror.

It was not a standard Council paper, though it came with the usual cover slip.

It was a warrant for Cliopher’s execution.

A touch of home by alfgifu

I might have felt extremely boring coming back to the Palace through the front door in all our finery, but as Kip had pointed out, there was really no need to alarm the guards by climbing in a window when we could shock the world simply by showing up as ourselves.

#only two fandoms this time #which is very unusual for me #the hyperfixation continued #weekly fic round up #my posts #fic recs #hote recs #sw recs #nine worlds recs #i've just added a bunch of fics for different fandoms to my marked for later #so i have a feeling my next fic round up is gonna be more diverse

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Hello! I hope you're having a nice night/day, i saw the requests open, so here's mine: Billy Loomis and his s/o having an argument. Billy raises his voice a little bit to much making the reader flinch, so now he has to make it up to her. That's it! Could you make it soft, tho?

If you don't want to make it it's totally fine! Please and thanks you ♡

PD: Sorry if there's any errors, english is not my first language

Hello! I’m actually having a pretty good day! Wbu? I was really excited to write this so here you go!

Stuck In Purgatory

➥ in which the reader and Billy get in an argument and they flinch. Billy makes it up to you in the best way he knows! {ft. Fluff!! G/N reader, lots of hugs, kisses, and cuddles, your wonderful author sleeping on the highway tonight, a teensy bit of death and murder, reader was in a past abusive relationship}

Requested ~ yes / no | Word Count ~ 814 words

Taglist ~ @wasawattpadkid

“You’re never around anymore, Billy! You don’t even tell me where you are half of the time and you don’t answer my calls for hours so I’m left to think you got in a car crash or Ghostface got you or something!”

Your fears weren’t unfounded in any way, but Billy didn’t want to admit he was in the wrong. “Christ, you’re so clingy all the time! Give me some space to breathe!”

“Fine,” your voice was quiet. “I’ll give you your damn space.”

“Fine!” He raised his hands in exasperation, practically yelling, and you flinched away from him. You tried to hide it, you didn’t want Billy to be angry at you for it.

But Billy was the opposite of angry. Guilt washed over him like a giant tidal wave. He wanted so bad to reach out and brush your arm, lift your face to meet your eyes, but he didn’t want to make it worse. His voice was so soft that you almost couldn’t hear it. “Have I ever hit you before?”

You looked away from him. It wasn’t an accusatory question. He genuinely wanted to know if he’d hit you and forgotten about it. Slowly, after what felt like hours of silence, you shook your head. “Not you.”

Now it wasn’t guilt washing over Billy – it was rage. “What?” He tried his best to keep his voice level and tone soft, for you, but under the surface he was shaking with anger.

“It wasn’t you that hit me.”

“You was it then?”

You finally looked up at him with those beautiful eyes. “Please don’t hurt him.”

“Who hit you?” It came out as more of a command then a question.

“Ricky,” you were impossibly quiet, and he noticed your hands were trembling. Your ex.

Billy hated to interrogate you, but he needed information. Ricky would be getting a visit from a certain serial killer that starts with Ghost and ends with face. “How often?”

“Whenever I made him angry, or if I didn’t want to have sex with him, or if I didn’t follow orders quickly enough,” you were crying now, and he slowly stepped closer to you.

“Can I hug you?”

You nodded, and when he wrapped his arms around you, you melted into his chest. He gently kissed your forehead, wiping your tears from your eyes. “I’m sorry,” you whispered.

“You have nothing to be sorry about, doll. I know you’re just worried about me. I shouldn’t have lost my temper.”

You nodded and he kissed your forehead again. “Please don’t hurt him, it wasn’t his fault – he just got a little bit angry sometimes.”

Billy knew that that’s just what Ricky had manipulated you into believing, and made you believe it was your fault that he’d abused you, and so he made no such promise not to hurt him.

“Let’s get you to bed,” he wiped away the new tears, still trying to keep his voice soft. You nodded and he led you upstairs.

As soon as you were sound asleep, he slipped out of your warm embrace and got dressed in his signature black cloak and ghostface mask. He knew where Ricky lived — he was going to be Ghostface’s next victim anyway, only for a different reason. Billy didn’t like that he’d ever had your heart in the first place and wanted to eliminate any possible competition, but now he was going to die for a far worse offense.

He twirled the knife between gloved fingers, waiting for Ricky to pick up the phone.

He did, finally, and Billy smiled grimly, beginning the ritual. He lifted the voice changer to his mouth and spoke into the phone. “Do you like scary movies?”

“No. The killer never gets enough justice.”

“Do you like justice, Ricky?”

“How do you know my name?”

“Do you like justice?”

“What do you want? To know all my sins?”

“Answer the fucking question or I’ll gut you like a fish. I already know all your sins, Ricky.”

You woke up with a start to a completely quiet house and cold bed. You could feel panic constricting your chest, your heartbeat quickening with the lack of sound. Then you heard the shower running and realized it was only around four in the morning.

“Billy?” Your voice was shaky and tired.

The shower turned off in an instant and after a brief moment, Billy returned into the room, shirtless with his usual gray sweatpants.

“How’d you sleep, doll?”

“I thought you’d left.”

“Never.”

You caught the sight of something red washing down the drain. You uncomfortably pushed it out of your mind. Instead of thinking about it, you held your arms out for hugs. Billy climbed into bed next to you, pulling you into his chest.

“I’m here, doll.” He kissed your hair, keeping his lips there until you fell asleep again.

#billy loomis #scream #scream 1996 #fluff #billy loomis fluff #billy loomis scream #scream fluff #request

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copperbadge · 1 month

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Hi Mr Starbuck! Some friends and I are moving in a few months and we're eyeing various places all over the US. Chicago came up as a relatively affordable big city (compared to LA and NYC) and I have to ask the resident Tumblr Chicagoan his opinion. As a resident who lives and works in the windy city, what's your big pros and cons of residing there (especially things you might not encounter as a tourist)? (also, how accurate is your "guide to chicago" still, since its been a few years!)

Well, I definitely have opinions!

The guide to Chicago is no longer accurate -- too many places have closed or moved, and the pandemic altered a lot (for example the Money Museum still exists but I'm not sure if it has regular hours even now). I should do a new one but like, I really don't get out much anymore so I can't talk about restaurants outside of a VERY local area, and I never could talk much about hotels, which just leaves points of interest mostly already covered by Atlas Obscura. :D At this point it'd just be kind of moot, others are doing it better than I am.

Chicago is inexpensive compared to New York or Los Angeles, but like, that's everywhere in America. Chicago is still a quite pricey city to live in, mainly because the taxes are so high -- 10.25% sales tax, for example, and my property taxes are also pretty steep. People joke about Taxachusetts, but I'm pretty sure Chicago at least has it beat (and 2/3 of the state's population lives in Chicago or the outlying suburbs). Housing is not at a premium in the way it is in NY and LA but depending on where you want to live and how far you want to commute it can still be very expensive. My housing was never less than half of my monthly income until I bought this place, and then ONLY because the job I'm in now came with a $10K/yr raise from my last one.

Chicago does have great culture, great museums, great food, and it's a liberal island in a pretty conservative region. It is however quite segregated, so if you are any race other than white, living here can get a little more complicated than I've portrayed it as a white dude. There is significant crime and particularly gun crime, but it's generally confined to specific regions of the city. That said, even if you discount crime, the Chicago PD are corrupt as fuck and uninterested in being helpful, so if you are from a demographic the cops enjoy harassing, it will not be different here.

I do love the city, warts and all. I like the water, I like the people, I like the midwestern vibe. I'd find it very hard to leave, especially because I have a network of friends here, but also because I just plain like it and I know it really well. There is a very short list of cities I'd consider leaving Chicago for, and most of those would have to have a well-paying job waiting for me. But it did take me time to fall in love with it -- it took a few years before it felt like home.

It's a little difficult to get more specific without knowing more about your situation -- what you do for work, what your budget is like, what your goals are in leaving where you are. Do you prefer to drive most places? (Parking and traffic can both get dicey.) Can you tolerate taking public transit if driving is inconvenient? Is the industry in which you work something that has a lot of openings here? Do you want to live in an urban environment, and if so are you prepared to live in a likely somewhat shitty apartment to do so? If you prefer to live in a house, are you prepared for a long commute? What do you like to do for fun and is there a thriving culture for that here? What is it important to have access to -- museums, concerts, theater, sport? Where do you need to travel to regularly (ie, I go to Austin several times a year) and how do you prefer to travel there?

Anyway, yeah -- like, I love it but I have few illusions about it. If you want to chat further feel free to hit me up by email, happy to answer more specific questions!

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spookberry · 3 months

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In your Half Normie Au is Danny Ghost King or Prince (if you go down the rout)

Im imagining him as more of a Prince. Like he won the fight and therefore has like number 1 claim to the crown and ring and pariah's title but also, Pariah Dark is still around? Like yeah he's in the sarcophagus of forever sleep but the guy isnt double dead or anything. If Danny wanted to be King he should've like for real gotten rid of PD, made him fade, shattered his core, ya know something like that.

Thats not even counting in the fact that Danny's a teenager and not even a full ghost. Which like actually I don't think the age thing'd be an issue but him still having a foot in the world of the living would defo be an issue.

#ask #its like sorta relevant i guess #itll crop up eventually in the plot #half normie au

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bangtanhoneys · 2 months

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just gimme them babies - grace chu

Big Hit had been teasing something for the past few weeks. Cute images were posted across their social media and everyone started to expect that there was another Grace album coming, even though BTS were amid a comeback. Twitter was aflame with all the ideas and ARMY were trying to see if anything could be hidden in the images by zooming in.

Then on a Friday night, a link was uploaded.

It was a YouTube video which was going to premiere on Sunday afternoon in South Korea. The title of the video: ‘Grace Chu - Here In My Arms Mini-Album (Official Live Performance).’ This puzzled ARMY and the rest of the world even more as it had been a while since the mini album had been released, on the seven-year anniversary of Seokjin and Grace’s relationship.

For Grace, the whole performance was giving her a mixed bag of emotions.

Unbeknownst to everyone, it was the first of many ‘last’ performances from Grace until she went on maternity leave. Eighteen weeks pregnant and the bump was now full on display, though cleverly hidden by style choices in the early days, but it was getting harder to conceal. It was getting harder to sing and dance, unable to pull off the choreography like she used to.

A meeting had been called to put a plan in motion for BTS to continue their comeback, with Grace still present, but not doing the performances. Her voice would be there, she would still do the interviews and the press conferences and a doctor would be on hand at all times. When 25 weeks came around, she would be put on rest. But for now, while she could still perform, she was going to give ARMY a treat.

A ‘see you later’ treat and a way to announce her pregnancy.

HYBE’s top floor had been cleared and re-done, back to the very basics but hints of pastel colours - ivory, pink, purple, green, yellow, blues, etc. The band that had played with Yoongi during his D-Day tour was drafted in and they, along with Grace, had come up with a small set-list that would do what it needed to do - say goodbye but oh, pregnant!

She was nervous as the hours to the premiere ticked down. The K-Pop world could be unpredictable when it came to idols and their private relationships. Their reaction to her and Seokjin had been more than favourable, but this was something different altogether. They weren’t married and the pregnancy had been kind of wanted but also a major surprise.

It had been a major surprise to all the boys when they were given their uncle hoodies.

Grace had banned them from being at HYBE on the day of the performance. It wasn’t that she didn’t want them there but they were a distraction, having already seen the set the day before and were causing chaos with the flowers that had been brought in. Well, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook and Hobi had been causing chaos. Namjoon, Yoongi and Seokjin had been causing chaos by going over the lyrics.

There were a few swear words and obviously, the lyrics were sexually suggestive but that’s why this would be a one-off and never done again.

The minutes were ticking by and Grace let out a deep breath, putting a hand on her stomach where there was a slight fluttering. She was standing in the middle of the set, the band behind her with a small orchestra, all dressed in various colours while she was dressed in a pink sparkly dress.

It had been designed to be loose, to hide the bump until she was ready to reveal it. Any camera on her wouldn’t be able to tell that she was 18 weeks pregnant, ready to tell the world what she was expecting.

As the premiere ended and the official performance began, ARMY was shocked to see Bang-PD pop up in a recording that had been filmed the day before.

“I’m pleased to introduce to you all, Grace Chu, our female member of Bangtan Sonyeondan. We hope you all enjoy the performance of this amazing album even if we’re a bit behind and I hope to see you all in the comments.”

It was puzzling and anyone translating had commented that it was such an odd thing to say. Some were beginning to worry that it was going to spell the end of BTS as they knew it.

Finally, the cameras switched for ARMY to see Grace standing here, microphone in hand as the band and orchestra started the intro notes to Positions. The comments started going crazy with everyone watching, each trying to get Grace’s attention, not realising she couldn’t exactly see them.

The boys, however, in Namjoon’s apartment had the performance on his wide-screen TV and could see the comments coming in real-time. Jimin was running a commentary as he held his phone in his hand, his screen showing the comments only as the rest watched along.

They were just as nervous, Seokjin more so. This was going to be a big day with the world knowing their most private news and it was either going to be bad or it was going to be very good. In this idol/K-Pop world, it was hard to know.

So far the comments had been exploding over her voice, how she was glowing and there had been one or two comments who had already suspected what was happening.

“Ah ARMY aren’t stupid,” Jimin laughed as he pointed out the comment he had quickly screenshotted before it disappeared. “They said this is giving baby vibes and then the other comment said she’s going to announce she’s pregnant, putting money on it.”

“Is there a reason she picked a pink dress?” Yoongi asked, already making note of the particular colour.

Seokjin shrugged, accepting the bowl of food from Hobi who had been sorting out their takeaway food. “I have no idea, we haven’t had a gender scan yet. I think the stylists said it was the only material they had which would hide her bump.”

Yoongi didn’t quite believe it, nor did Seokjin who knew the exact reasoning behind it all.

It was then the most important song came, the boys and everyone holding their breath because it was going to happen within seconds. Staff were ready to start banning, and even lawyers were on standby to start suing.

34+35 started playing, all eyes on the screen as Grace took a breath and stood from the chair she had been sitting in from the previous performance of Safety Net.

“You might think I'm crazy, the way I've been cravin.' If I put it quite plainly,” she turned sideways to the camera and smoothed the dress to the now obvious eighteen week bump, “just gimme them babies.”

The internet went into utter melt down. Grace carried on with the song, completely unaware of what was happening across various social media pages. All she saw was a thumbs up from Sejin.

Pink confetti started raining down as she got towards the end of the song, finally revealing to the world and to the boys what gender it was.

“You liar!” Yoongi yelled, pointing a finger at a grinning Seokjin.

“Ah I technically wasn’t lying, the stylist did pick that material for a reason,” the father of a soon-to-be baby girl pointed out, ignoring the rest as they clamoured around him for hugs. Jungkook was crying into Namjoon’s chest, blubbering how he was going to be the best big brother ever.

At the end of the performance, at the end of the video, Grace gave the camera finger hearts and patted her stomach with a smile on her face. The screen faded to black with pink wording: Bangtan Baby. Coming April. See you soon.

#bts 8th member #bts eighth member #bts additional member #bts female member #bts fic #seokjin x oc #bangtanbaby

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buckybarnesb-tch · 10 months

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Yan!Police Officer!Elijah HC’s

Someone asked for more Police!Elijah so I hope they enjoy this🩷

I changed this Headcanon so it was Y/n and not Katherine like it is in the Doctor!Klaus fics this comes from

DD:DNE

A Failed Escape

•Elijah first decided to become a police officer when he watched the cops taking his father away when he was 16 for abusing a 14 year old Klaus. When they saw the state of his brother they weren’t at all careful with Mikael, jostling and tripping him, even slamming his face onto the car when they put him in, he wanted to live his life doing a job where he could beat the shit out of awful people too

•With his grades it wasn’t hard to make that dream come true and before he knew it he was one of the top officers in NOLA PD, and having a doctor for a brother seemed to work out for him just as much as it did for Klaus, especially once he found Y/n

•She was the most perfect little thing he had ever seen, sweet and quiet, always ending up coming in with her wrists in cuffs because of her idiot boyfriend and his friends. Elijah knew he needed to protect Y/n from this boy and his idiot friends, and even herself if this is the kind of choice she’s going to make in men

•Y/n would often talk to Elijah when she was brought in, he was always so sweet and patient with her that she couldn’t help it, no one else cared about her, especially in here where these cops just thought she was a worthless gutter rat with no future…Elijah was different though.

He made sure of it.

•He always took over her booking and since it was always something stupid that they got brought in for he ensured it was easy for her to get out, he would never allow his precious Bunny sleep in a prison cell!

‘Go home Y/n and Stop coming back here! You need to stay away from these idiots! That boy in there doesn’t care about you and if he did he wouldn’t be dragging you down into the hole with him, don’t you try and tell me I’m wrong!’

‘I can’t, I…I just…what else am I supposed to do? He’s all I have, I was always gonna end up in prison, it’s where almost my entire family is-‘

‘So do something different! You are worth so much more than this-‘ she cut him off angrily and though he was overcome with the urge to yank her over his lap and spank her ass raw, he suppressed it as hard as he could.

‘You Don’t Know That Officer Mikaelson! My Family Was Trash And So Am I, Nothing Will Change That!’ Tears had started to make their way down Y/n’s face and if there’s one thing Elijah knows it’s that he should be the Only One who Ever makes his girl she’d a tear.

‘Elijah.’ He stated and she looked up, confused, which gave him the chance to reach out and wipe her tears from under her eyes and off her soft cheeks. It was the first real time he had been able to touch her besides removing handcuffs and he noted her blush instantly. Elijah knew that Y/n had a bit of a crush on him but what she didn’t know is that he was desperately in love with her as well and he would not be letting her go. ‘My name is Elijah, you can just call me that. Now Y/n, I know you’re not a bad girl, so I’d like to help you.’ The blush on her face darkened by 3 shades as he said this to her. ‘Do you have anywhere to go that’s not his house?’ She shook her head. ‘Okay, well you’re not safe there so we need to get you out-‘

‘He would never hurt me Off-uh, Elijah? He won’t hit me or anything-‘

‘No but he will tempt you into doing the wrong thing, we need to ensure you’re away from the bad influence. I’m just about to get off, I’ll take you home and you can pack all of your things while he’s in holding overnight.’ Y/n looked at him confused.

‘Aren’t I supposed to be in holding over night?’ She wondered but instantly knew that Elijah had somehow gotten her out of it again. ‘I don’t have anywhere to take my stuff, I can’t just-‘

‘You let me worry about that. Just do as I tell you for now, hmm? Have I ever let you down?’ She shook her head immediately. ‘That’s right, so just calm yourself and do as I say.’

•That night Y/n was moved into Elijah’s home. It was a medium sized, modest cottage on 30 acres he had away from any other people. He enjoyed his privacy and the ability to make as much noise as he wants without complaint, plus as a cop, who is going to trespass on his property? No one knows where his house is besides his siblings.

•Once Y/n was in Elijah’s house there was no escape for her, not that she noticed right away, or even for quite some time. He had taken her with him while her boyfriend was in a jail cell and she left him a break up note, her family was all in prison themselves so there was no one to worry and Elijah could easily keep her indoors while he went to work, not that she could find her way to civilization anyway. He kept her busy as she now cleaned the house and cooked the meals so that she wouldn’t be “useless” and just like that the eldest Mikaelson had already won.

•It was almost 2 weeks before Y/n tried to leave for the first time and Elijah refused, taking her over his knee and spanking her ass nearly bloody when she argued with him. She clung to him when she was finished her punishment as he knew she would, she had no one else. Elijah had planned this all too well she realized, and no matter what she did escape wasn’t an option

•2 months. That’s how long it took for her to finally give in and accept her life, and Elijah couldn’t be happier. The final straw, oddly enough, had been his younger brother Klaus

•Elijah had invited Klaus over, wanting him to give Y/n a check up and make sure she was healthy. She had no insurance and he would never risk taking her to a doctor he couldn’t trust, his brother knew about Y/n and would never dream of ratting his big brother out

•Y/n had tried to beg Klaus for help while Elijah was in the kitchen getting him a drink

‘Please? You have to get me out of here?! You’re a doctor, right?! Don’t you have like, an obligation to help your patients or something?’ She pleaded but he just continued checking her over.

‘Of course I do, but legally you are not my patient. Besides, my brother is quite taken with you.’ The realization came over Y/n’s face as he said that and Klaus chuckled.

‘I’m never getting out of this house, am I?’ His brows went up and he shrugged.

‘I would say not any time soon. I’m sure he’ll take you out someday when he knows you’re obedient and dependent on him. That’s a long way away though with how you’ve been acting. Though I’m sure you’ll be happy to know I’ve brought a salve to put on that blistered bottom for you.’

Elijah came back a moment later and as the brothers spoke Y/n laid her head onto Elijah’s shoulder, too mentally exhausted to do anything else.

•Elijah is not the type to go without fucking his girl, even while she’s trying to escape him. Once he had gotten a taste of her in those first 2 weeks he was never letting her go

•He fucked her constantly, over whatever surface pleased him that day or moment, and while she tried to fight it was too good for her to not enjoy every second of

•The day she had gotten checked out by his brother was the only time in their entire relationship that Elijah shared her with anyone. Elijah agreed to let Klaus fuck her that day with the promise that on the day Klaus found his own girl he would get to use her as well. Y/n noticed that Klaus dismissed this, not believing he would ever find the kind of interest that Elijah has with her.

(It took 2 years but Klaus was proven wrong)

•Elijah had automatic locking doors that he could control with his phone or keys but no matter what Y/n did she couldn’t go farther than the sun room, unable to get out any door or window when he wasn’t there, him getting an alert whenever she tried her luck

•He still worked but he worked less now that he had someone to come home to, enjoying being with his girl every minute that he could

•Only a few days after Y/n had finally given in and given herself over to Elijah willingly for the first time in 2 months, her ex showed up at the station asking for help. Elijah found himself amused as the idiot boy told his friend about his ‘missing girlfriend’ and how he hadn’t seen her in 2 months. The officer practically laughed him out of the station when he explained how she had dumped him while he was locked up and never come back, he insisted she would have let him know she was okay by now but they all rolled their eyes at him, Elijah happily watching the last person that would ever look for you walk out of the station

•Later that night Elijah went out to dinner with his brother, coincidentally running into said idiot boyfriend on the way home, drunk and happy to talk to people who ‘believed him’…

His body is still buried just a few acres away from the house Elijah shares with his Little Bunny.

One Little Trip to the ER (Klaus Doctor)

ER Doc!Klaus & PO!Elijah HC’s

Elijah Mikaelson Masterlist

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gorgynei · 1 year

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The Somnovem and Predathos Theory

Can we talk about Predathos and the Somnovem? I've been dying to talk about Predathos and the Somnovem. There's something here, I smell it.

Theory under the cut, its a doozy.

First of all, "Factorum Malleus" (translates to Creator Hammer) and "Malleus Keys" (translates to Hammer Keys). Aeor and Predathos have a concrete, canonical connection. Ludinus went deep into the Genesis Ward, found the Factorum Malleus project, and developed it further into the Keys to release Predathos. It's unclear whether Aeor also wanted to release Predathos, or if they were just trying to use part of its power to create god-killing weapons, but regardless, Aeor knew about Predathos. Thats a big deal and it explains why the entire pantheon held a ceasefire during the Calamity to completely wipe them out.

Knowing that Aeor has a connection to Predathos makes their fanatical Cognouza ward more suspicious. It's possible that the Somnovem were actually worshiping/serving Predathos but all record of it's existence was wiped with Aeor's falling, so we never knew.

When the Nein first learned about Cognouza, it was due to a psychic wave put out by Vokodo in his final moments, flashing them all into Vokodo's memories. This is similar to the flash that Imogen put out when she gave into Ruidus's power in e33-e34, even down to Bell's Hells being forced into their own memories. While not concrete, the shared usage of emotion-driven psychic waves and memories is notable.

The Somnovem believed in the power of the mortal mind and imagination. In other words, they believed that a brain could manifest psychic power, and they were right: Imogen Temult is living proof of that. They share in the ideas of the power of the mind, even down to the Somnovem communicating telepathically and in dreams.

The Somnovem, or at least members of it, also share many sentiments with the Ruby Vanguard. The Ruby Vanguard wants to release Predathos in order to destroy the pantheon, release mortals from fate, and embrace freedom in that. Ira, upon meeting the Nein, says "Creation is born from destruction, and if all that is worthy of us is destroyed, then so much more can be created or forgotten. All the Gods and the fates that threw us to torment and death, they all will pay" (c2e137) which mirrors that idea extremely closely. Timorei says "You know the terror of the end, mortal ones. The nothing, the acceptance of fate or even oblivion. We-- we cannot end. No, at all costs, oblivion must be destroyed" (c2e137), once again bringing up the idea of disrupting fate and the natural order of things. It's possible that what was originally interpreted as the Somnovem being split on whether to bring Cognouza into the world could have actually been a much larger debate on whether to bring Predathos into the world and destroy pantheon, at least in part.

When Cognouza was transported into the astral sea, it was harassed by a "terrible psychic storm" that drove them mad. Psychic storms haunt all of campaign 3. There's the red storms on the surface of Ruidus and Imogen's dreams, both intimately connected to Predathos and to the power of the mind. Cognouza could have targeted by a powerful psychic wave directly from Predathos, which would explain the strange mind-melded state they end up in and the madness that permeates the entire city and anyone who gets too close.

Additionally, Ruidus flared in 836 PD. Cognouza was also destroyed in 836 PD. It's impossible to know if these are completely connected or pure coincidence, but if Cognouza was a long-running Predathos plot, it's destruction would likely warrant an outburst from the moon.

While delving in Aeor, Lucien discovers a mural depicting "a ring of nine red ovals, with a dazzling starburst in the middle, and that decorated with a single open eye. Enlightenment" (from the Nine eyes of Lucien). Every other symbol of the Somnovem has been just nine red eyes. This "starburst" in the middle could be a subtle nod to Predathos, especially with the way it seems the nine ovals are inferior to this one, greater eye. Lucien seems to believe this represents enlightenment, and he's probably correct. The Aeorians are famously non-religious, so fanatical devotion to a god-killer and it's ideals may have still only looked like extreme belief in a particular school of thought, rather than worship to a particular entity.

There's the obvious too: the nine eyes being red. Red can mean a lot of things. There are plenty of red things in Critical Role that are totally unrelated to Predathos and Ruidus. But when red is the primary colour and representation of unchecked alien energy, and a strange fanatical city with possible connection to that energy is also red? It stops being so chance. Not a big thing on its own, but worth mentioning.

When Cognouza was destroyed, Kingsley felt the "strange black chains that invisibly wove through that city" break and heard an "angry, unknowable, primal, ancient cry". It's widely assumed that this is Tharizdun due to the chain-imagery and general madness that the city is connected to, and I do think that's likely, but if Tharizdun is actually somehow connected to Predathos (both of them are alien beings that got locked away, after all), it could be both of them.

*gestures wildly at all of this* do you see?? do you SEE???? There's something. There's something here.

#btw if you're curious about how i know that malleus keys translates to hammer keys: malleus is a small bone in your ear that's also #known as the hammer (bc its shaped like a hammer) and factotum is a word meaning ''someone who does everything'' so #factorum -> creator and malleus -> hammer #cr spoilers #critical role #cr speculation #cr theory #critical role theory #predathos #somnovem #cognouza #aeor #mighty nein #bells hells #bell's hells

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‘Eddie Munson should have died at the hands of the government instead of the Upside Down’ please expound on this your ideas are intriguing to me and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter.

okay, i am finally gonna release from the vault a text post i had drafted months ago about how reductive and bland i find eddie munson's "heroism" arc.

from a characterization standpoint, i totally understand why eddie declares himself a coward for running after witnessing chrissy (and later, patrick) die. his image of himself as a proud outcast willing to brandish a middle finger at societal norms, bolstered by playing a "satanic" game about misfits coming together to bravely face great evils, is completely shattered. however, from our viewpoint as an audience, eddie does what just about any of us would have done after watching someone die in a horrific, unexplainable manner and not knowing if what happened to them is about to happen to us.

...except the show then does this weird thing where it agrees with eddie's warped, guilty view of his actions. eddie is a coward for running. he should have...what? stayed, again not knowing if he would be killed next, tried to explain everything to hawkins pd, and gotten arrested? (which would have derailed the rest of the hawkins plot because, unless dustin & company staged a jailbreak, eddie then would have been in custody during fred and patrick's murders.) the plot demands he run, but to wring any sort of emotional catharsis out of his death, the writers want us to think "look! he's redeemed himself! this time he ran into the danger!" it equates self-preservation with selfishness and cowardice, which certainly isn't a new thing in media but it's boring and doesn't reflect reality.

and when you parallel eddie's death with billy's (and what i imagine steve's death would have been had they gone through with killing him in season one), it paints this uncomfortable picture that redemption can only be found through extreme self-sacrifice and ultimately death. boring! very boring! and again, why are we redeeming a character who doesn't need redemption?

i appreciate (and really like actually!) that the narrative dooms eddie from the beginning. there wouldn't have been a satisfying way to write him out of a triple homicide rap had he lived. that being said, i would have loved to see eddie survive the upside down, get arrested for the murders, and, while our intrepid heroes are expecting owens and his shadowy government contacts to swoop in, be killed by those same shadowy government contacts as a cover-up.

because that is all owens has been doing for the past three seasons: covering things up to save a fringe organization's ass. it's just been convenient for our gang that the cover-ups align with their interests, too, to the point they are over-reliant on owens stepping in with forged birth certificates and mall fires. only, in season four's case, eddie is the most convenient cover story. with owens left for dead in a bunker in the middle of the desert, what loyalty does the rest of this strange government operation have to the gang and to eddie that they would exert any additional effort concocting a more outlandish story than the easy one the town of hawkins has already bought into?

it would have been a great way to add additional stakes going into season five because the gang would have had absolutely no one to rely on or trust but themselves. no more clean-up crew to plant fake stories and file the paperwork. the government has never actually been on their side. it's hawkins against the upside down and the world, baby.

wow, this is so long and i am so sorry. i still have a lot of feelings about this apparently, even after all this time.

#ask #i think the problem with eddie's arc ultimately comes down to framing #what should have been a tragedy of conservative close-mindedness got turned into this weird statement on heroism #commit to the tragedy duffers! make your horror season real horror!#stranger things #for the filters <3

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arkhamsrevenge · 7 months

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Water Under the Bridge

Alfred stood next to you smiling at his children.

“Master Bruce told me if anything should happen to him then call her. She’ll protect you all.” You shift uncomfortably. Bruce had never been your favorite person but he knew your love for his son, Jason out weighed your disdain for him. Still you didn't expect to move into the clock tower Bruce had made for them. You were the daughter of Dr. Thomas Elliot or Hush as he was called. When your father wanted to take over Gotham you didn’t bat an eye but when he went after Bruce Wayne's children that’s when you tracked him down and handed him to Gotham PD. Your father didn’t like that his daughter outsmarted and out matched him but he shouldn’t have been surprised considering he gave you to the Al Ghuls for payment when they gave him his high status as a doctor. You were only returning the favor but of course cause you did one good thing, Batman had to meet you. When he did, he was with Nightwing, Batgirl and Robin who was Jason Todd at the time. You spent the interaction spitting insult after insult towards the bat family to which Jason laughed. However, Jason as Robin threw them right back at you, and even more surprisingly you smiled. It was a small smile and it only lasted a second but it was there. You remember at the time it hurt your face because no one had made you smile before and even funnier, Batman was surprised. After that, it seemed like you couldn’t shake Robin ANYWHERE. If you were watching out for the “lower class” people of Gotham? He was there. If you were getting the drop on some drug dealers selling to kids? He was there and Batman was never far though he tried to recruit you more than once. Oh and Robin had the cutest nickname for you, “Loaner.” because he always saw you alone. You always declined to go with them to clean up afterwards, until the GCPD tried to take you into custody for being on the streets as you were only 16 years old. Before they could get you in the car miraculously Bruce Wayne showed up. Remembering his affiliation with orphans, he took it upon himself to house you until further notice. Of course, everyone fawned over him and how generous he was. You rolled your eyes and got into the car not wanting to make a scene. Yet when you got back to this ENORMOUS manor a kid with black hair and blue eyes came bouncing toward you.

“I’m Jason!” The boy had said. You started at him, not feeling the need to talk to someone you’d see to maybe a handful of times before Bruce gave you to the first family that would take you. “What’s wrong? Are you still trying to be a loaner?” That’s when your eyes widened to which Jason started laughing uncontrollably.

“Jason!” Bruce had snapped. Yet the boy continued to laugh. “Could you have waited till she got settled?” You finally blinked and walked inside leaving Jason still laughing. If you thought your shadow was annoying before, living with him was much worse. He spent all his time with you and soon you found yourself liking the company. Still you were not speaking to Bruce or Alfred, only gestures and small noises because you didn't trust the “father figure” type or adults for that matter due to what happened. Jason, however, knew you spoke because you spoke to him and only him. You didn't even speak to Dick Grayson, the golden son, Nightwing. The one all the women fall for. But you? You didn't even spare him a second look. All you did was wave then walk off to the library to study for an upcoming test. Oh yes, and you actually got to go to school with Jason. He’d be glued to your side, as he made sure Bruce put all your classes together. Funny enough there were boys and girls who wanted to ask you out but most of the time didn’t because they thought you were with Jason. Not that you minded. It kept people away. That was until Leon Hops, the “dream boat” of the Sophomore class decided you were pretty enough to be asked out. You remember being at your locker, Jason was talking about the lit paper you guys were doing together when Leon showed up.

“Hey Beautiful. Would you like to go out sometime.” You looked up at him and for the first time spoke.

“No.” With the close of your locker and turned on your heels to see Jason’s mouth dropped. You furrowed your brow because at the time you didn’t know that know one had ever said “no” to Leon.

“Little bitch.” Leon said with hurt pride and grabbed your waist pulling you back and triggered a reflex. Your elbow made contact with his nose. He screamed as he tried to stop the bleeding. “Fucking psycho!” Leon screamed as a teacher came toward you guys.

“Ms. Wayne, that is not how we express ourselves.”

“I will have my father sue you for allowing sexual harassment in the school and trying to blame my reaction.” You said coldly. The teacher swallowed.

“I-” “I’m going to class, I expect you will be calling his parents? If you don't, I'll talk to a Gotham Gazette and ruin this school forever.”

“That won’t be necessary. We will handle it.” You turned to see the principal walking up to you. You blinked and nodded then turned again to Jason who couldn’t believe what happened. His jaw still dropped. You tilted your head waiting for him to speak.

“You talked.” He finally said. You widened your eyes and realize why the teacher was acting so shocked. It was because you spoke for the first time. “Huh.” You said. “Yeah I did.” Once that cat was out of the bag, you spoke all the time. That was until Jason’s death. When Batman told you what happened you reverted back to your quiet, nonverbal self. Bruce was worried you’d go after the Joker and he was right to. You disappeared from the manor the day after Jason was buried. Then, the Joker was found mangled and torn apart after going missing from Arkham for three weeks. You never went back to Wayne Manor again but still made sure to look after Barbra, Dick and the newest member Tim. At first, Tim didn’t believe about the shadow in the night that protects them, he thought Dick was just messing with the new recruit, until he saw you himself. You saved him from a bullet and from that day forward he was a believer. Bruce and yourself never really made up as he couldn’t find any evidence that it was you who killed the Joker which made him suspicious that it was you even more.

Babs basically tackled you when she saw you. Tim followed after and then Dick. They all hugged you as if they knew you’d protect them not just physically but emotionally.

“Why the hell are you guys running-” A gruff voice carried over the room. The three bat family members pulled away to reveal you to Jason. He stopped in his tracks and it felt like time did too.

“Hi.” You finally said.

“Come on Jason.” Babs said, reaching her arm out. “We all need a long hug from her.” Jason put his hands in his pockets.

“Babs.” You say quietly giving her a “physical touch is a no no right now” look. The three understood the signal and gave her one more squeeze before Babs spoke.

“You can stay in my room with me until we figure out what to do for you permanently.” You open your mouth to protest. “Nope. Don’t say a thing. Bruce-trusted- that you’d always show up for us. And you have…every time even at the expense of your own well being.” You swallow roughly. You had many scars underneath your clothing that still hurt from multiple close calls you’ve gotten in between of. Babs takes your hand, you turn to get your bag before you are met with the green eyes of Jason. “I’ll carry your bag.” You nodded as Babs pulled you along to her room. Of course Jason would do that. You have a bad shoulder because of him.

When he came back from the pit, his rage was so chaotic and out of control that Bruce called you which was a bitter pill to swallow. When you saw Jason for the first time in years, you froze as did Jason. He stopped his rampage once his vision fell on you. You reached out to him.

“Jason?” He slowly, with shaking limbs made his way over to you. You could see his shaking legs wouldn’t keep him up for long. Making sure not to startle him again you made your way to him. He fell on his knees and hugged your waist still shaking. You let him wrap around you and pull you down. You remember holding him for who knows how long. The bat cave was sorta destroyed but nothing money can’t fix. Bruce nodded to you as if to say, ‘thank you’. Then, a cracking noise echoed throughout the cave. Jason raised his head and looked around, finally registering the carnage he had made. His eyes were horrified. “It’s not your fault.” You said. “It’s not.” You kept your voice soft but the cracking noise got louder. Finally, you look up knowing what was about to happen. One of the sharp rocks that hung in the cave had come crashing down towards Jason and you. With all your strength you pushed Jason out of the way, your shoulder making contact with the sharp point of the rock ripping through. Once the dust settled, you knew you were bleeding bad. Standing up and turning away from Jason, you shouted.

“Dick!” Dick, seeing everything that happened, had something to stop the bleeding. “I don’t wanna trigger Jason.” You said holding the compression pad to your wound. “Down play it.” Dick nodded and did as he was told, telling Jason to stay where he was until the ruble was clear. Jason did so and you quickly stitched up your wound. Months later, after a night of drinking with Wally West, Dick let it slip what really happened. Jason wasn’t happy at all, and showed up at your doorstep at 3 am. It took hours to calm him down when he saw the large wound still healing on your shoulder. The surrounding skin had bruised over and at that point it really did look worse than it was.

“I have a pull out couch, you can sleep on that!” Babs said bring you back to reality. You nodded.

“No.” Jason interrupted. “I’m going to be taking the couch in the living room. You are going to take my bed.” You open your mouth to protest. “You broke your back saving Babs when she was knocked out and thrown off a building remember? Chronic back pain and a pull out don’t mix well.” You closed your mouth. Babs dropped your hand and gasped.

“I forgot about that. We were all so young…”

“It’s OK. It’s not chronic.” You say to try and soothe her.

“Yeah not since you finally started going to a chiropractor last year. Let’s not push it.” Jason said, taking your bag to his room. Your blood boils a bit but you wanted to smile as Jason’s mouth continued. “Don’t look at me like that.” Jason rolled his eyes. You stared at him annoyed and wanting to know how he knew you were going to a chiropractor.“I found an appointment card on your desk.” You hummed following Jason into his room, turning back to Barbra who was smiling wider than you’d ever seen.

A scream woke you from a dead sleep. Stumbling out of the room, you made your way to the sound knowing who was making it. Jason was sweating profusely on the coach, swinging his arms out around nothing. You saw Barbra run in and dashed towards Jason, you grabbed her just in time before Jason struck her. You threw Babs out of Jason’s reach as his half opened eyes glowed green. He’s not conscious but having a nightmare, one that's being enhanced by the pit’s properties. You stood in front of Jason as he towered over you. You stayed still, as if he only could see you if you moved. Jason’s arms shot out but you deflected them and pushed him back, you then saw Tim run in a glass of cold water. He threw it to you, as you caught it Jason was getting back up but was soon hit with the cold water. Finally, Jason gasped and looked around frantically. You signaled for everyone to stand still, then when Jason’s eyes met yours he reached for you. Wanting to see if he was asleep still. You held out your hand and let his huge hands wrap around your wrist, feeling your pulse.

“Real?” He asked.

“Like you.” You respond. Jason’s eyes turned soft, he knew you’d only respond with those words when he needed to know he was awake. It was like a code the two of you had but never placed where it started. You pulled him upward, helping him stand as he leaned into you as you led him to this bedroom. Babs, Tim, Dick and Alfred were all amazed how quickly you were able to get Jason up and calm again. Though they shouldn't be surprised, Jason’s always able to calm you and you with him. Once you got Jason onto his bed, you went to his own bathroom to get a cold towel. You started to blot this forehead trying to cool him. “Your sleeping in your room.” You declared. Jason nodded, too tired to argue. “I can stay if you want.” You say softly to which Jason nodded again. You put the cloth back in the bathroom and saw Jason climbing into bed when you turned back. You waited for him to get comfortable before you got in. Once he did, you joined him in bed and rolled onto your back relieving the tension it held. You were drifting off to sleep when you felt a hand on your heart. “If you try to grope me I’ll rip your hand off.” You mumbled. Jason huffed out a laugh. “Relax, I’m just keeping a hand on your heart just so I know what’s real.” Jason grumbled. You hummed and felt yourself drift away.

The next morning you woke up alone. Jason was not next to you though the indent of his body was still there. You stretched and sat up. “Mornin.” You turned to see Jason with a towel wrapped around his waist. Not wanting to blush, you coolly turn away and take a deep breath.

“You're eating breakfast.” You say getting up. Jason laughed and your heart sped up. “Do I get a say in what I eat for breakfast?” You shake your head.

“You need to eat more than a cup of tea and donuts.” Jason rolled his eyes but knew you were actually taking care of him as he doesn’t feel like eating after his episodes. He grabbed his clothes to change into and disappeared behind the bathroom door. You got out some clothes from your bag and with your back towards the door started to change. Mindlessly putting your pants on you weren’t paying attention until you felt rough fingers trace the horizontal scar on your lower back, the one you got when you broke your back saving Barbra…after Jason’s death. You freeze clutching your shirt to your chest. “Make a fucking noise next time.” You say you threw closed teeth. Jason chuckles.

“Sorry. Shoulda warned you.” You feel him continue to trace the other scars that littered your skin. This is not the first time you have been in a vulnerable position in front of Jason. But the weird safe feeling is something you don’t think you would get used to. Most of the scars he was tracing were ones he wasn’t there for as he was dead. The last scar he traced was the scar on your shoulder. You felt guilt radiate off of him.

“Can you let me put my shirt on.” You asked, trying to distract him. Jason pulls away.

“But I’d rather see you without pants.” You shake your head knowing he’d only joke like this when it’s the two of you. You walked into the small kitchen to see Dick already making breakfast. Eggs, bacon and pancakes to be exact. Jason followed after you and nudged you to sit down while he got your food. You got the message still thinking it was funny that you two could communicate with each other without talking. “Seriously, you guys as fucking creepy when you do that.” Dick said. You feel the right side of your lip curl into a small smile. “Never mind you smiling is creepier.” You rolled your eyes as Jason placed a plate of food down in front of you.

“Thanks.” You mutter. Jason nods and eats his breakfast beside you.

When you came back from talking to Harley Quinn, who was giving information about where Black Mask has set up shop again. You got wind that the Black Mask was trying to get more traffic on his territory since Batman was dead. Harley told you of one of Joker's hidden hideouts was used as Black Mask's stash of drugs. You had checked it out and long story short, Black Mask knew to keep his nose clean or you’d do more than break his femur. Jason and Dick were in the kitchen cooking when you took off your shoes.

“Hey your back.” Dick called. You nodded and your eyes fell on Jason who handed you a cup of herbal tea. You took a deep breath and sat at the island, watching the guys make dinner when Dick started to laugh.

“What?” Jason asked.

“Remember when we made dinner together? And Tim got tomato sauce all over Bruce and Babs?” Dick asked Jason, continuing to laugh. “I don’t remember that.” Jason grumbled. You sipped your tea and started daggers at Dick. That happened AFTER Jason died. You know because you had been watching over the house outside when that happened. You’d never admit it but you cried when you saw how much fun they were having because Jason wasn’t there. How could they smile after a loss like that? That was when you knew, you were in love with Jason and you always will be.

“What? You have to, it's the same year that…” Dick trailed off then looked at you finally seeing the look in your eyes. “You what? Never mind. Dumb story anyway.” “I’ve got a story for you. It’s about being dead then coming back to life by a pit of mind altering goo.” Jason sneered. Dick reached for him.

“I didn’t mean to-” “I don’t know what's worse, having a chunk of my life taken from me or coming back to everyone thinking I’m gonna snap.” Jason yelled, stabbing a cutting board with his chef's knife. “Everyone but you.” You looked up from your cup and looked into Jason’s now green eyes, they were blue before but since the pit…they are green now.

“I’m sorry Jason we should’ve..I should’ve never treated you like an outsider.” Dick apologized then turned to you. “And I’m sorry we-” “Water under the bridge.” You cut him off not wanting to open old wounds. Jason never truly found out what led to you and the family having a brief fall out but he knew you killed the Joker because he died.

“But-”

“Dick.” You warned.

“Please…just let me…it’s been eating me up for a while.” You slowly inhaled and exhaled. “I’m sorry we abandoned you when Jason died.” You felt like he was cutting into you and ripping you open. You wanted him to stop talking. You don’t like thinking about the past, it hurt too much and you worked so hard to push forward. Your jaw was tight and Dick looked at you with hopeful eyes.

“What.” You closed your eyes. In Dick’s surrender all thy sins moment, he unleashed something you hadn’t mentioned to Jason about what happened when he died. Shit.

“Jason…” You started. But he raised his hand to signal you to stop. “You all left a mentally ill sixteen year old to grieve the death of the only person she regularly spoke to alone. Why?” Jason sounded calm but fuming at the same time. Dick swallowed realizing what he did. “Jason…” You heard Babs say as she and Tim enter. Oh this is not gonna go well.

“She disappeared.” Tim said.

“AND YOU LET HER?” Jason screamed. “ALL TRAINED BY THE WORLD’S GREATEST DETECTIVE AND NO ONE FOUND HER?” Tim shrunk into himself and looked at the floor.

“We were all still reeling-” “BUT YOU HAD EACH OTHER RIGHT? AFTER ALL SHE’S DONE FOR YOU, AFTER EVERYTHING SHE’S BEEN THROUGH-” “Jason.” You finally said swallowing the lump in your throat. “It’s water under the bridge.” Jason’s angry eyes met yours. You two stared at each other and even though no words were said, you were still having a conversation with him. He finally unclenched his fists and relaxed.

“Water under the bridge.” He repeated, as you got up and put your cup in the sink then walked into your shared room with Jason following after.

#jason todd #jason peter todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #gotham knights #jason todd imagine #red hood imagine #red hood #red hood x y/n

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noellawrites · 2 years

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Master Plan - Yandere!Carl Gallagher x reader

summary: when Carl traps you in the van in his backyard, you become desperate for a chance to escape.

warnings: kidnapping, insinuation of sex, physical assault, handcuffing

You hated it. You hated the feeling of being locked inside the Gallagher’s shabby van in the backyard. Not only was it cold at night in the fall months, but it was the tiny space and general discomfort you felt.

He visited you every day, bringing you food and gifts and more. Sometimes he even brought condoms, much to your dismay.

You woke up to condensation on the windows, quickly grabbing a pen and crossing a tally on the fabric wall. Today marked two months since Carl had locked you inside.

After you marked your daily tally and reached for a book, you were stunned with a knock on the van. Carl again.

He unlocked the padlock with his key, swinging open the back doors of the van. He had your favorite takeout food in-hand as he jumped onto the mattress placed in the back where you were sitting.

“Hey, babe. I brought your favorite,” he grinned, passing the paper bag to you. He was still in his police uniform, but his chest camera and intercom had been removed.

“Thanks,” you sighed, grabbing your food and beginning to devour it. Carl had worked a graveyard shift to make overtime, so you hadn’t eaten anything since last night.

“So, how are you?” He asked, cluelessly. Of course you weren’t doing great, you were being held captive in a van!

“Carl, can you please just tell me what your master plan is? Because I’m tired of waking up every morning in this stupid metal death cage! If you wanted to hold me captive, why couldn’t you just keep me in your family’s house?” you cried.

Carl frowned, looking down at his own sandwich. After not only being his neighbor all of your childhood but now being his captive, you knew his expressions well. He was conflicted.

“All I’ve ever wanted for us was to be a family. I didn’t want my siblings to know I had to take you away like this, but I’ve been saving up for a down payment on an apartment for us. There’s a place not too far away that I’ve been looking at—“ he begins.

Carl makes it sound like he really loves you. He almost makes you forget that he stole you from your house, your family, your life. He left you in a van and made you feel hopeless and alone.

Before you could even realize what you were doing, you dropped your food and shoved Carl’s head against the metal part of the van, to which he let out a yelp.

As he was blinking in and out of consciousness, you took the opportunity and ran. You darted out the back of the van and ran around towards the gate facing the road. Your legs carried you across the front of the Gallagher house, then Kev and V’s. You looked back to see Carl sprinting down the sidewalk only about a quarter mile behind you.

Shit! Shit! Shit! you thought, running even faster. This was your only chance at escape. You knew you couldn’t return to your own house, you were worried about what Carl was capable of doing to your family. You darted into an alley and through to the other side, realizing how close you were to the L train.

One of your friends lived just past Downtown in the Loyola dorms. If you could only get on the train and borrow someone’s phone to call her, you would be okay.

Calling Chicago PD was obviously not an option, at least not on the south side. You were already distrustful of the police, and you would not want to accidentally tell one of Carl’s co-workers where you are.

You entered the station, jumping the turnstile since you didn’t have any money. You looked behind you and still didn’t see Carl, so you walked up to the platform where the train would be coming. The cool breeze raised goosebumps on your skin as you stood in waiting. No one was around, so you knew you’d have to wait to ask for help.

Taking a deep breath, you looked around and noticed the sound of work boots pounding on the platform. No. You knew who it was almost immediately.

You stood straight ahead, only able to watch as Carl got closer and closer to you. He tackled you down to the dirty metal grates of the train platform.

You gasped and sobbed as Carl flipped you, sitting on top of you and grabbing your wrists. He slapped the metal cuffs on you and locked them tight as you squirmed in protest, facd smushed into the cool metal.

“Please, you can’t do this! You can’t drag me back there! This is against the law!” you screamed. There were more people now, gasping and watching as Carl hauled you down the steps.

“You are under arrest for evading a police officer. I have no choice but to lock you up for a long time,” he sighed, pushing you along roughly. You should’ve known better. You would never be able to escape Carl, not fully.

#carl gallagher x reader #yandere carl gallagher #carl gallagher imagine #shameless us x reader #yandere shameless us #shameless us imagine

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Another interesting thing about Vader´s and Palpatine´s relationship is that unlike Count Dooku and Palpatine, were both truly were in it for the power and both made plans to destroy the other early on, there is almost a kind of camaraderie between the emperor and vader you don´t see with Dooku or Maul. The Emperor trusts Vader to have his back because he knows Vader´s loyalty even now is without question, that was always part of his character. Vader is above all loyal to the people he loves and the ideals he holds in great esteem and he loves the Emperor and is loyal to the Empire.

The Emperor does seem to enjoy having Vader around to talk to even if it´s one of his manipulation plots, at this point in his life he is the only one who still sees him as a person, not an authority figure or as a monster and Vader has grown too weary and tired to see where his master is faking it and where he is being honest so he doesn´t try to interpret it one way or the other but still feels a strong protective steak towards the Palpatine, despite the fact Vader was also getting ready to defeat the him with Luke´s help if that was what it took to keep Luke safe.

But then in ROTJ Vader seems almost ready to give up his post(life really) if that serves to keep Luke alive, because without Luke´s help, he no longer was strong enough to defeat the Emperor but also this protective steak for Palpatine is still there, he just feels the same for Luke now and that´s such a big conflict to him.

The Empire as an institution is such an important part of Vader´s plans and pov that connect with his wish to "bring order to the galaxy" which also connects with the " the biggest problem in the galaxy is that no one helps each other" that he was no going to betray the Empire just because Luke asked.

Vader believes the Empire can be fixed and the Emperor removed because he is no longer looking for the best interest of the Empire but he wasn´t going to betray it until it came to a choice between Luke´s life and the Emperor´s life, he made his choice knowing it would not fix what was but it would give a new beggining for something else to be born from there.

On this I believe Vader didnt thought much of the Jedi Order anymore, I believe he respected them as rivals, in fact he often gets angry on their behalf in novels and comics if he sees someone who is not a Jedi collecting or holding lightsabers, he kept his respect for them as an institution and as individuals, this is why I don´t prescribe to the idea in the fandom that he hated them, he didn´t he was dissapointed because he believed they lost their way, he has regrets for his part in their destruction but he regrets the younglings over everybody else, more than anything else.

So when we meet Vader in the OT he just has so many other things to worry about that they just escape his thoughts, they only matter to him in relation to Luke because Luke is important on his own, Luke is his Son and he loves him. He started letting go of the darkside the moment he found about the child he thought he killed with his mother, a child who was still alive, there was nothing he could do to change that darkside or not.

PD: If Vader lived post ROTJ it would have been interesting to see him in conflict with Luke, Leia and Han over what to do with the Empire, honestly a conflict of epic proportions because unlike them Vader could tell them all the issues the republic had as an institution that he hoped to correct with the Empire even if he agreed with them on the Empire´s(and his own) excesses.

A reedemed Vader would not join the rebellion automatically for the mere fact that the rebellion wanted to bring back the republic as it was and Vader knows very well the issues that began the fall of the republic even before Palpatine.

#my ramblings #anakin skywalker #star wars #luke skywalker #darth vader #darth vader meta #anakin meta #It

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jmdbjk · 10 months

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JK's Seven live

JK starts off announcing his new single Seven. He immediately says he knows people will be disappointed it is just a single and not an album, but don't worry, he is working on a "full" album. It irritates me that he feels the need to even acknowledge this. JUST BE HAPPY HE'S CREATING NEW MUSIC OF ANY KIND.

He says he likes it and thinks we'll like it a lot and to look forward to it.

My take on perhaps what the MV might be like? He says its a feel good song that fits this time of year and since it was filmed in Los Angeles, the land of palm trees, sunny days and beaches I would expect a lot of outdoor scenes, people having fun, etc... because if it was all filmed on a soundstage, what was the point of filming in Los Angeles? Also, not a single leak of a pic of JK on set anywhere soooo hmmm...

The actor Han Sohee is supposedly very popular and edgy and I would imagine her fanbase and his will dovetail perfectly and the MV will be a match made in marketing heaven. The contact may have been made through Tae and his actor network. We don't know.

... and sorry, this won't be a p*rno film where they will be doing the nasty... no matter how much the homophobes think it will be. I mean... seriously? JK? Who had to get over his bashfulness of posing for cameras with no shirt under his Calvin Klein denim jacket?

Jimin had to gently break it to us that there would be female dancers just touching him (while fully clothed) in the Like Crazy choreo... and y'all think Kookie is going to be inserting his [blank] into a [blank] on camera? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.... HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAA... AHAHAHAHAHAAAA....

Anyway...

He also explained his album process is one where he is still working out what his colors and voice are. Which tells me he is much like Jimin in that though he is part of BTS, his central being is not creating the music but performing it. I hope he learns a lot from this process and is able to express his colors and voice to his satisfaction.

He talks about "resting" for so long and how much he really enjoyed this lengthy personal time. Back in February when people were sounding the alarm that he was being held back and forced to stop work... welll... he just said he chose to be a lump on the couch for a long time and apologized. DON'T APOLOGIZE KOOKIE! He's been running as BTS since he was a middle schooler, he deserves to be a lazy lump, JUST LIKE THE LAZY LUMPS EVERY ONE OF YOU ARE WHO JUDGE HIM AND HIS CHOICES ALL THE TIME.

He says the song Seven came about after a meeting with Bang PD and he heard the song and said MINE! I can't wait to see what Kookie did. I suspect this is the song he was recording when we saw this:

[April 16, 2023]

Kookie explains his new piercing:

Like bondage? Wait, that came out of nowhere... never mind, DON'T WANT TO TRIGGER ANY CLOSE-MINDED PEOPLE FOR GOD'S SAKES.

... what were you saying Kookie?

They always try to show "a different side" of themselves in their work. Their photo shoots have run the gamut of concepts. But Jungkook has indulged in tattoos and piercings for a few years now, experimenting first with the fake studs on his eyebrows before plunging in (literally) with a real eyebrow piercing.

You look like a cuddly bunny? Like a sweetie? Cuz you are?

His desire to be less "round" and more "sharp" is intriguing. Edgy is what I believe he's going for. His personality is edgy but perhaps not in the way he perceives "edgy" to mean. So he wants an outward appearance of edgy: tattoos, piercings, the whole motorcycle aura thing which reminds me, when are we going to see him straddling one of the bikes he supposedly owns?

Oh this explains everything...

[Paraphrasing for people in the back: Jungkook says to fuck off, he can do whatever he wants to his own body.]

A TMI: he just had an English lesson earlier. He says the order is difficult and I know exactly what he's talking about. The sentence structure of English and Korean are not the same. English is subject-verb-object, example: Dogs eat kibble. Korean is subject-object-verb: Dogs kibble eat. Also, English past/present/future participles are HARD for those learning English. The brain has to do some mental gymnastics in translating. Takes a lot of practice. He's very good at reading English and pronouncing what he reads. I suspect his struggles with English are conversational English and vocabulary. Not only do you have to recall the correct words to say what you want, you have to construct grammatically correct sentences as the words leave your mouth and its really hard to do that. I am certain he 100% understands English when it is spoken to him.

Another TMI: he had been at the company earlier, and ate buckwheat noodles...

I feel the need to further explain some misleading terminology people are constantly throwing around... not all noodles are "ramen" or "ramyeon". I already explained the difference between "ramen" as Japanese style and "ramyeon" as Korean style but ramen/ramyeon noodles themselves are made of wheat. When Jimin was asked specifically about did he go to Jungkook's for ramyeon, and he said no, he has not been to Jungkook's for ramyeon... but perhaps he's been there for buckwheat noodles which are gluten-free and are what JK used in that last dish he posted a pic of on Weverse. We already know JK has been told to lay off the gluten.

Anyway... back to JK.

He explains his 20/4 intermittent fasting. Some call it the "warrior diet." No eating for 20 hours and then a 4-hour window to eat. This type of eating pattern may impact metabolism and glycemic levels in your blood. If he's been told to lay off the gluten, this type of eating pattern may also be a way of controlling certain levels of blood chemistry throughout the day, especially if he's also working out. The timing of the eating pattern also makes a difference and what you eat during the four hours also impacts the effectiveness. That's all I know about it. Just keep in mind, all the members have a staff of professionals helping them stay healthy and when they say "diet" they don't mean they have eating disorders or are doing anything extreme that would hurt their health, they are following the advice of their trusted professional staff. Jungkook says his eating window is from about 7-8 pm until midnight or so.

After going on for a minute or two about how awesome yet cute Yoongi is, he says he wants to be like that, play instruments and sing and dance and be awesome too but...

I'm only 18 minutes into this 1 hour 50 minute live...

He showed off his mullet:

He still doesn't understand how some comments disappear...

My explanation to Jungkook: there is a complex war of wills happening in the comments where different factions of the fandom attempt to impose control over each other using the "report" function in the live chat. And that some comments, seemingly innocent of motive, "touch your hair", "touch your nose", "make a funny peace sign with both hands", are actually an attempt to coerce you into sending secret hidden signals to those watching in order to confirm that you are half of a "hidden" couple within the group and that you are being controlled and forbidden from living your life freely. These hand gestures (that only they know) and the places on your face that you touch are being intercepted and analyzed and fed into a software program as you speak so that these idiots ... conspirators ... dumbasses um, individuals, can prove their baseless ... ridiculous ... disrespectful ... selfish ... uh ... their fantasies are real. For real. Don't laugh. Ok go ahead and laugh because that's everyone's first impulse.

But for real, stop fiddling with your new piercing because it might get infected if you are constantly touching it with your fingers.

Gratuitous armpit shot for our hairy armpit enthusiasts:

Someone asks him for a spoiler for the song:

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA SUCH A REBEL! This is the rebellion everyone insists proves that Kookie-pookie is being held back by the company. Right...

This is your rebel trying to invent his own "heart" gesture:

This is our dorky rebel, y'all... TAKE THAT, HYBE! (oops he gave himself a muscle cramp trying to make his goofy heart hands... our big, edgy, pierced, tatted up Kookie... love him)

And without any warming up, he commenced to working out on his home workout power tower.

Sorry, couldn't resist...

The whole time he's doing his arms work out he's whining about being so tired. Actually the ENTIRE time he's working out...

But he dropped another TMI too:

A shoot? What shoot, JK? And oopsie:

Every time he dropped those free weights to the floor, the neighbors below him probably fell out of bed...

[the chewed up corner of the coffee table is taking me out...]

At least he's not singing with his whole chest for 3 hours straight...

Then he gave himself a pep talk... to make himself do the workout... to finish it... to work on his solo activities well, to stop his habit of starting things and not finishing...

NO PAIN NO GAIN! YOU CAN DO IT KOOKIE!

Koo is gonna be hangry ...

That workout was a killer. Damn. Abs of steel.

As I've been making my way through this live, I've also been kept in the loop about a few things... Celine show has been cancelled. I was concerned that one of ours was in Paris while this turmoil was ongoing so hopefully Tae can get out of there. Maybe he can zip over to London and visit his bae at some point before heading back to Korea.

And hopefully no one gets triggered by this post since I kept it clean-ish. People are ready to call them lovers but saying they might be into certain sexual preferences is off limits? Seriously, check your prejudices before you start coming at me.

#wow this post was all over the place #jungkook seven #jikook #kookmin #jimin #jungkook #taehyung #maybe he'll buy his own new furniture when Bun-ker is ready to move into #Fort Bunkoo?#whatever we call it its a big ass house

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Anidala and the possibility of Love Bombing

I’ve recently been introduced to the concept of love bombing, a form of emotional abuse that can be experienced in any stage of a relationship but often occurs in the earliest stages and often used by those with narcissistic traits or PD, and I think this might have occurred in the earliest stages of Padme and Anakin’s relationship and continued into the later stages.

To start I would like to say that I am working from an understanding of love bombing based on reading a few articles and learning about one specific case IRL, but applying signs of love bombing to Padme and Anakin’s relationship (mostly focusing on AOTC, because I haven’t rewatched TCW in a while and don’t know which episodes most of the examples that come to mind are from), this is what I’ve come up with.

1.Excessive and overwhelming attention and compliments.

Anakin pretty much showers her with this throughout AOTC, regardless of her boundaries and discomfort.

2. Excessive following of your whereabouts.

As Padme’s bodyguard in AOTC, Anakin has constant access to Padme’s location and her as an individual, which means he can continue putting forward advances regardless of whether she says no or not throughout the early stages of their relationship. Later, although I doubt it was intentionally on his part, he removes her from any authority she had over him by taking him with her to Tatooine and Geonosis, which prevents her from any option of using her position to override his advances and enforce her boundaries.

3. Ignoring your boundaries.

Anakin repeatedly ignores Padme telling him she’s uncomfortable and displaying discomfort at his advances in AOTC. He later disregards her commitment to her work as a senator in TCW.

4. (I’m going to put a bunch together for this one) Intense declarations of love, the giving of extravagant and unnecessary gifts, and emphasising that your relationship is ‘special’.

When they are going into the Geonosis arena, (although Padme initiates it and is the one actively declaring love in this scene) Anakin uses the opportunity to emphasise their relationship as special, saying: “You love me?! I thought we decided not to fall in love. That we would be forced to live a lie. That it would destroy our lives…”.

Which follows on from Anakin’s own declaration of love earlier in the movie, which would be nothing if not overwhelming to be on the receiving end: “From the moment I met you, all those years ago, a day hasn’t gone by when I haven’t thought of you. And now that I’m close to you again, I’m in agony. The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you makes my stomach turn over – my mouth goes dry. I feel dizzy. I can’t breathe. I’m haunted by the kiss you should never have given me. My heart is beating, hoping that kiss will not become a scar. You are in my very soul, tormenting me. What can I do? I will do anything you ask… If you are suffering as much as I am, tell me.”

This kind of long-winded declaration is (from my understanding) actually characteristic of love bombing, although IRL, it takes the form of texts and emails.

In TCW “Hostage Crisis”, he gives Padme his lightsaber, which could be considered an extravagant and unnecessary gift, he does this in order to resolve a disagreement (in which it really seems like he is trying to guilt her into behaving how he wants her to) and essentially declare that his love is more important to him than anything else and that their relationship is so special to him that he’d put his life in her hands.

5. Pressure to commit to a relationship.

Although I don’t think we know if getting married was a mutual decision or not, they did so after an incredibly short time after their reunion and I don’t believe that onset war is a truly justifiable enough reason for such a commitment after such a short period of time. Also, Anakin’s behaviour towards Padme throughout the entirety of AOTC could be considered this.

6. A bizarrely intense and fast paced relationship.

They knew each other for what, a week or two, or less, before getting married? In addition to the multiple love confessions, I think this applies.

7. (Again, a bunch) Being intensely clingy, wanting to know everything about you immediately and telling you their personal details too quickly, and wanting constant validation.

I think the love confession under 4 applies and he arguably ends up oversharing regarding how he views his relationship with Obi-Wan, beginning by praising him before saying: “In some ways- a lot of ways- I’m really ahead of him. I’m ready for the trials, but he feels that I’m too unpredictable. He won’t let me move on.” and “He’s overly critical. He never listens. He- He doesn’t understand. It’s not fair!” Throughout this, I think his tone grows rather petulant and he seems to be looking for Padme’s validation of this view. Immediately afterwards he disregards Padme’s request that he not look at her in a way that she says makes her uncomfortable.

8. The love bomber lashing out when criticised and not taking responsibilities for previous relationships.

A platonic example: After Shmi’s death, Padme witness’ Anakin lashing out in response to his perception that: “It’s all Obi-Wan’s fault! He’s jealous! He’s holding me back!”, which builds on his earlier conversation with Padme, and is followed by the rather terrifying declaration of committing mass murder. I wouldn’t be entirely surprised if the idea of criticising Anakin got linked to the idea of extreme violence for Padme, even if subconsciously. But, back to the point, Anakin places all the blame on Obi-Wan, refusing to acknowledge any fault of his own in the process.

9. Saying the “right things”.

Not a perfect example of this, but in TCW “Hostage Crisis” Anakin resolves a disagreement over Padme prioritising her work by leading her through a specific thought process:

Padme: “Hey, I’m supposed to be on a meditative retreat. We should go away together. I know a place far away from here where no one would recognize us. Yeah, it’ll be like we’re actually husband and wife instead of senator and Jedi.”

Padme: “I–I can’t, Ani.”

Anakin: “What do you mean, you can’t? Oh, it’s only two weeks. We’ll be back before anyone even notices we’re gone.”

Padme: “I have to bring this bill before the senate. It’s important.”

Anakin: “Uh-huh. More important than the way you feel about me?”

Padme: “Not more important, but important. The work I do–the work we both do is in the service of the Republic, to protect those who would otherwise be powerless to protect themselves.”

Anakin: “Of course. But those are ideals. Isn’t our love more important to you?”

Padme: “But I-”

Anakin: “No. No, but. To me, there’s nothing more important than the way I feel about you. Nothing.”

Padme: “Anakin, don’t be so-”

Anakin: “Oh, you don’t believe me.”

Padme: “I didn’t say I-”

Anakin: “I’ll prove it. Just watch. [Pulls out his lightsaber] When I finished constructing my lightsaber, Obi-Wan said to me, “Anakin, this weapon is your life.” This weapon is my life.”

Padme: “No, Anakin, I can’t. A Jedi lightsaber is- Wow, it’s heavier than I thought.”

Anakin: “It’s yours. Believe me now?”

Padme: “If all you, want to do is make fun of me, I think you should just go.”

Anakin: “That’s not what I want. Not at all.”

Then they kiss.

This strikes me as an incredibly manipulative conversation, in which Anakin is aiming to behave in a way that ultimately controls Padme’s reactions throughout the conversation and is both unrealistic and ultimately hollow (Anakin will need to take his lightsaber back, and the gifting of it proves to be detrimental to the later situation).

10. Showing extreme jealousy when you’re with someone else.

The Clovis situation.

I’m not trying to disregard Padme’s agency in the relationship, she does seem to reciprocate to some extent, but I’m just wondering how much of that agency is actually hers.

I’d like to know your thoughts on this if you’re willing to slog through all of this, it sort of got away from me.

@nyx987

I’m really hesitant to apply specific terms like this to characters in Star Wars, I’ve seen certain terms get thrown about in fandom specifically around Anakin and his behavior and the ways that those discussions can get really gnarly. I am not a psychiatrist, I’ve never studied psychology by any stretch of the imagination, so I’m not inclined to apply things like this to Star Wars unless it was specifically discussed in text or by someone like Lucas as something he had in mind when writing it (for example, the idea of attachment and the way Lucas specifically uses it and how THAT applies to Padme and Anakin’s relationship).

When I discuss this relationship and the reasons I think it’s bad, I try to go for things like “unhealthy” that are a bit more vague and don’t necessarily refer to a specific diagnosis. I talk about how selfishness and greed come up in the relationship because those are words Lucas used to describe Anakin. I talk sometimes about how sexism impacts the relationship both from a meta standpoint (everything in AOTC relies on the trope of “when a woman says no she actually means yes”) and an in-universe standpoint (Anakin demanding obedience from Padme as his wife seems relatively intentional as something the audience is intended to view as BAD).

I have used the term abusive before, but I have also seen people push back on that (up until he’s literally choking her, obviously), so I’m trying to stay away from that one these days. I’d maintain that it is a fundamentally dysfunctional and unhealthy relationship for BOTH of them, I think they’re BOTH making selfish choices here and that this relationship brings out the worst of both of them, but that’s as far as I’m currently comfortable taking it.

So, I dunno, MAYBE Anakin is an example of love bombing, but I can hardly consider myself any kind of expert or authority on the subject enough to say one way or the other.

#submission #anti anidala #anidala critical #anakin critical #anti anakin #anakin skywalker critical #anti anakin skywalker #padme amidala #love bombing

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