#I'm so fascinated by the inner lives of these people. What does it look like to write and produce these plays?

[xan-from-space]

Damn, the Ember Island Players were actually kind of radical, weren't they? The more I think about it, the more it feels like the only way it makes sense in-universe is if being Fire Nation propaganda wasn't the point of their play at all. Aside from a barely tacked on ending where Ozai kills Aang, the play is remarkably sympathetic to the Avatar and a bunch of enemies of the Fire Nation, even framing them as being heroes. Even at points in the story where theyre literally killing Fire Nation soldiers, the narrative still seems to be on their side; they're the underdogs, the relatable ones. Its true that the Fire Nation values strength, but still, you'd expect that in a propaganda play they would be portrayed as at least a little bit more sympathetic... And sure, to some extent the gaang's characters could be seen as defamatory caricutures (the slander on Iroh specifically was probably intentional), but that also might be due to the Players getting a lot of their information from the cabbage man, someone who actively hates the gaang and only ever really sees the worst of them. (And notably, that also means that the Players had worked with an Earth Kingdom merchant to produce the play.)

Mocking the gaang is also just clearly not the point of the play or what people are there for. Sokka's actor says that he's constantly being approached by fans; people genuinely love these characters. The gaang have built entire dedicated fanbases in the Fire Nation because of this play. Honestly, the fact that they're on a remote island is probably the only reason they're able to perform the play the way it is. I imagine it would get shut down pretty quickly on the mainland. Considering all the propaganda in the Fire Nation that we've seen so far, I wouldn't be surprised if the ending was only written that way because it's illegal to write a story where the Fire Lord doesnt win. The play reads less like propaganda and more like 'we're doing the bare minimum to get this story past the censors.'

I'm really curious about what it's like behind the scenes for the Ember Island Players. Are their shows just simple, shlocky entertainment, or could they also be deliberate political commentary? With no recording technology, a play is easier to slip under the radar than something like a book: it's impermanent, stays in one theatre, and performances can be easily tweaked if, say, Fire Nation royalty happens to come by. It's interesting to me that Ursa seemed to like them, while young Zuko had a disdain for them, saying they 'butchered' the story of Love Amongst the Dragons; in all likelihood the version of the story Zuko grew up with in the palace was heavily propaganda-filtered itself. Although, to be fair, they're arguably just not very good playwrights. When it comes to the characterization, I do think some of it only seems bad because we know what the actual characters are like, but a lot of it is just bad writing clearly meant for cheap entertainment. For example, they sexualize Katara quite a bit (and there's other, better analysis out there I've seen that examines how they fetishize her as a Water Tribe girl). And, of course, all of the characters are reduced to shallow and stereotypical comedy.

Still, I think they're worth commending for doing their research and telling a story about enemies of the state that's both sympathetic and surprisingly accurate to actual events, if not the characters' personalities, amidst the Fire Nation's rampant propaganda and misinformation. From the little amount of information about them we can extract from the show, they seem like honestly very interesting people. They're walking this tightrope line between being very close to the heart of the Fire Nation but also separate from it; between being cheap, inconsequential entertainment and being a source of actual news for Ember Island citizens; between telling the underdog story about a ragtag group of children and still trying to make it look like Fire Nation propaganda. I'm not trying to make any big argument on whether they were 'actually good people' or whatever, I just want to know more about them. I kind of wish we could see their production of Love Amongst the Dragons now...maybe I'll write something about them someday

#I wrote this in a haze after randomly catching the episode while my sister was watching it #I'm so fascinated by the inner lives of these people. What does it look like to write and produce these plays? #What does their day-to-day look like? How do the actors feel about their characters? #Actually if anyone has any fanfic recommendations in this vein please tell me #atla #avatar the last airbender #ember island players #the ember island players #atla analysis #zuko #uncle iroh #katara #ursa atla #cabbage man #cabbage merchant #fire nation

[avelera]

Can I just say how freaking Satisfying it was to read the part in giving sanctuary where dream realizes that of course, to a man who grew up surrounded by the goddamn plague, a table loaded with food would be his idea of heaven? Because god, that was satisfying. (Dream, I adore you, but sometimes I want to hit you with a pool noodle.)

I find the contrast between Dream knowing things & understanding them absolutely fascinating in ur fics. For example, in come live with me, how dream starts to realize there are lots of parts of hobs life he leaves out because he thinks they are too sad, shameful, or boring for Dream. It makes his character development *chefs kiss*, and the steps he takes towards trying to understand people all the more meaningful. Because what is loving someone if not trying to know them, despite already knowing their life story? :)

;____; Thank you so much!

(I promise, CLWM will update soon, I'm just an idiot who had the next scene be a really steamy sex scene there and writing the Naxos arc of Giving Sanctuary at the same time is NOT conducive to jumping between the fics, arrrrgghhhg)

But in all seriousness, I'm having one of those "I know I was doing that because to me, there's a natural divide between "knowing" something and "understanding" something, but I had no idea I was doing it that strongly in the fic" and I feel really seen in a good way that you spotted that and you explaining it back is really making me think now and self examine and get very excited about what your observation says about the story that was both intentional but also a bit subconscious!

(Cut for CLWM and Giving Sanctuary behind the scenes rambling)

Because I believe Dream absolutely "Knows" that humans face privation but does he, a being who does not need to eat, sleep, or even breathe truly Understand what it would be like to experience that? Does he understand it enough to understand the contrast between having nothing and having excess, or does he only see the boorishness of the largess?" Dream has understanding but he lacks empathy. And worse, he often doesn't even try to have it.

There's a line in Brief Lives (which I was recently re-reading for GS) where Destruction says that in the past, Dream just saw other living beings especially humans as (paraphrased) "things that dream" - things that serve Dream's function. Almost like they're crops that need tending rather than individuals with inner lives. Which is actually a terrifying thing to learn about the creature that tends the dreams of humanity because of its potential for sheer monstrousness, of seeing those in his care as literal livestock. But I believe Dream can overcome this, he's not inherently a monster, but to paraphrase Pratchett, the root of all evil is seeing people as things, and I think from that perspective, Dream had immense potential to become a monster, for the Nada situation to be the norm not an exception and that he could have become worse if something didn't derail his trajectory. The fishbowl might have been excessively cruel but something was needed to force Dream to look in a mirror and have a serious examination of whether he liked what he saw!

And I love Hob being a source of reversal on this aspect of Dream as opposed to the cruelty of the fishbowl! Like, obviously, because I ship them and I'm writing romance instead of long form comic books, my take on how Dream could be set on the path to emotional redemption is via falling in love with another person. And I think there's canonical evidence to back that up. Heck, I think there's canonical comic evidence that the reason Hob and Dream don't have more scenes together in the comic is because you can feel Dream's self destructive narrative flexing, crumbling, breaking when he's around Hob.

Having one friend (regardless of romance but I think romance helps supercharge this) who truly only knows and likes Dream for who he is really puts lie to Dream's entire schtick about only existing as a story and not being able to change. It's hard to maintain those ideas if someone like Hob is in your life. Hob, who is the anti-story in a way, who just continues to live because being a person and being alive is the ultimate experience, it doesn't require a character arc, it doesn't require an ending to be satisfying to him!

Hob's not going to end his own life for love like someone would in a story, not even for his own child, not even for Dream, his only constant. But he will be there to share life with Dream or with anyone who partakes (I've realized while reading Brief Lives that the way I write Hob at least is basically Destruction if he wasn't Endless or Dream's brother lol and I've been noodling on that a bit). I think given Dream's melodrama, that's a very radical point of view to have in his life, and if the narrative allowed Hob and him in a room together more well... heck, even in the comic, they have a ton of bizarrely romantic interactions, like you can feel that relationship poking at the borders of the story until it's wrenched away.

Anyway! Pardon my ramblings, the ADHD meds are kicking in and I love warming up my brain and fingers for the day with a rambling meta piece XD

#1689 fic #arranged marriage au dreamling #sandman meta #dreamling

[beardedmrbean]

Nunya it’s zoomer Huey, so as you know that Elmo was choked by Larry David on live tv.

Now I hearing that Elmo is a black 3 and half year old child

Now I know Sesame Street was created mostly as a way for inner cities kids can get knowledge as the places their in several lack the resources to let them to learn

Jeez almost like most cities planners never thought about kids and such

But anyways can you look up the idea that Elmo is meant to represent a black boy? Of course Elmo represents all kids now. But I find it interesting as that group of kids are often forgotten.

Perhaps I’m sound weird as I just got off my shift as I wrote this

You're fine I saw that whole thing.

I don't believe that Elmo was put in as a substitute for a black kid, just on the basis that it's Sesame Street and they don't do things like that, or they didn't.

No dancing around things there, the first lesson on death I had was Big Bird bringing a picture he'd drawn of Mr Hooper to him to show him, but Mr Hooper had died.

And Sesame Street handled that in a honest and age appropriate way that made death real but not scary, so if they'd wanted to introduce a black kid Muppet they'd make em a black kid.

All that and I remember Elmo from when I was a kid, before he became "ELMO" and there was nothing like that there either to my memory.

And we had human performers of all kinds even then, back when everyone was supposed to be wanting to treat everyone equally regardless of external factors, which apparently is racist now.

I could be wrong though, so I'll look and regardless of what I see I'm leaving that top bit.

Go easy first.

Elmo Monster is a red Muppet character on the children's television show Sesame Street.[3] A furry red monster who speaks in a high-pitched falsetto voice and frequently refers to himself in the third person, he hosts the last full five-minute segment (fifteen minutes prior to 2017) on Sesame Street, "Elmo's World", which is aimed at toddlers. He was most often puppeteered by Kevin Clash, but since his resignation in late 2012, he has been puppeteered by Ryan Dillon.

However, in 1985, Hunt was so frustrated with the puppet, he squeezed it and threw it at Kevin Clash, who then performed Elmo. Clash said that Elmo should be a character who is kind and loving. Sans says of Clash, "one day in 1985, Kevin Clash, a talented puppeteer, raised him up and brought energy and life into Elmo and from that day forward we would all write for Elmo." Modern Elmo debuted with the Season 17 premiere of Sesame Street, episode 2096 (first aired November 18, 1985, following the release of the Sesame Street film Sesame Street Presents: Follow That Bird). In the episode, Big Bird is tired of the adults refusing to believe him about Snuffy, so he decides to arrange for them to come to his nest and meet Snuffy, and Elmo offers to help. Snuffy returns, then tells Elmo he had better go home and brush his fur to prepare for the grown-ups' arrival, but Elmo holds on to his snuffle so he cannot go; as such, the adults meet Snuffy for the first time ever. Clash cites a moment later in season 17 (from Episode 2215 in which Elmo packs for an imaginary vacation) as the moment when he "found his voice" as Elmo, and by 1987, he became added to various episodes and product lines. __________________

There's lots more but nothing to indicate he was supposed to be any kind of stand in for a black child, people may be projecting because the guy playing him was a black dude, but didn't start that way so not looking good for that theory.

Before moving on, we'll get to that elephant in the room about the guy that does the voice.

Since this is the dude doing it now, and there would be hell to pay somewhere if he was actually supposed to be black. _______________

Not gonna vouch for facts DOT net, but with a URL like that I think it's likely they're going to know what they're talking about even if it is obviously a clickbait site.

OOP maybe this is something

That's Roosevelt Franklin, not Elmo. So there's another nope.

But as I've said if Sesame Street wanted a black character they wouldn't have used a red monster.

They'd have made a black human(ish) Muppet. _____________

Sesame Street was created so there could be a quality educational program for kids of all walks of life, it was set where it was set for reasons I don't know but could look up if I felt like it, but likely convenience since that's a easy enough place to see everything that's there with all the shops and stands and what not, gotta be in a urban area for that to work.

Again I could be wrong, but either way.

Elmo isn't black and wasn't meant to be seen as a stand in for a black kid to the best of my knowledge, which now includes the stuff here as well as about 8 other sites I skimmed through.

I think people might be trying to make something bigger than a joke out of a Jewish man having a laugh by attacking a Muppet, wonder if there's anything going on in the world that might be generating that kind of need to misdirect people and make something like that out to be something it's not. ______________________

And finally, I gotta say thank you Elmo.

When you sent that tweet out there you weren't expecting to get the level of truth and honesty you got, but you and the rest of the gang really stepped it up and brought the conversation front in center.

In the most absurd way I can think of.

And even us old's are gonna get some good out of it by revisiting our friends at Sesame Street I think.

#zoomer huey anon

[monstersqueen]

Why do you ship Dazai and Ango?

Well, why not ?

Also I didn't expect to ! one moment I'm like : "wow wouldn't it be fucked up if ango and dazai started a relationship just after odasaku's death ? With dazai's resentment and self-destructive's tendencies and ango's feelings of guilt and his inability to stop caring about dazai?" and the next it's one week later and not only have i read everything in the ao3 tag in english, i've started making the not-english fics go through google translate, visit the tumblr tag every day, and am considering opening a word document to write. Which i have done by now.

All the time going 'yeah but. i really don't feel that vibe from them in canon???'

But. I should have expected it.

Why do I ship Ango and Dazai ?

I've got a Thing about friends-to-enemies-to-lovers

the messier the break up the better

i like it where the feelings afterwards are complicated, especially since it seems like the feelings are murderously complicated :p

i really like ango and i want good things to happen to him, and that means getting dazai back in his life

i really like ango ! he's fascinating ! It's so easy to simplify him to the one government dude but. it's more complicated. It's also more complicated than him putting his friends above all - that's the way i've been going for a while, because he does love them a stupid amount, but it comes down to is his own personal moral code.

he's not in the government because he believes in it - it's a job that gets in the way of what he thinks needs to be done sometimes actually ! he helps odasaku and dazai (or try to :( ), and helps the ada and dazai, and part of it is affection but part of it is that it's the right thing to do.

but the interesting part is that. even though it matters to him it's also in flux and gets limited by the reality of working for the government and "I shall never walk in the light again" oh my god

and it's interesting because he's a liar ! he's an incredibly good actor !

anyway he is interesting and that makes me like him a lot and so i want good things for him. and also to see him break down crying. he's earned it

and honestly the thing about dazai ? is that for someone who doesn't really see the difference between right and wrong, not beyond protecting and caring the few he's chosen, it's interesting to look at the people he did choose !

in the whole mafia he regularly drinks with guy who doesn't kill and the dude they picked up because in the midst of a war he refused to reduce deaths to numbers

he has a deep respect for kunikida's principles, for all he loves needling him?

there's a point also about chuuya and the depths to which chuuya care, and his conviction, to make here to

anyway the thing is that what dazai likes in people is inner goodness and a strong moral code. which are things that are not his !

which makes sense. for all the noises shibusawa and fyodor make about how boring and predictable ordinary people are, i kidna think. someone who thinks like is in fact even more predictable and so even more boring.

and besides even the question of interesting i think dazai just likes people who makes him see the value in living. and people who sees value in life are so interesting.

anyway i really like dazai? and his attempts to live ? he's holding a lot for someone for which there's no inherent joy in living

there's something to be said for someone whose natural talents are manipulation and scheming but who's decided to use those for good

also they have very strong feelings for each other ? sure at one point dazai's strong feelings was 'pull his own gun on ango' but it's also 'everything i would never want to lose is always lost' and no i'm not crying

also right now ango is listening to dazai's heart which honestly in terms of symbolic is some crazy romantic shit. also he was stopping time (via proxy) to communicate back, seriously, with the right framing this is peak romance

also how the fuck did they put that together. when. did dazai manage to go through that conversation without letting some of his anger show his true nature as heartbreak ? i want to know

seriously the ada matters a lot to dazai; he cares for everyone in it, and not just because that's how he can keep his promise to odasaku, he cares about them

so ? right now ? he's relying on ango to make sure what his intentions and thoughts get to them. that's absolute trust. that's not "you betrayed me once but i'm giving you a chance and we'll see" that's "we were friends once and i know you and i know you still care and so i trust you completely" and even that is not possible without acknowledging one way or another that he still cares too

i'm absolutely crazy about ango risking his carreers because he trusts that dazai is doing the right thing. i think there isn't a lot he wouldn't do for dazai, but i also think he's trusting in dazai's good intentions

which given the while 'sabotaging his airbag' thing is ALSO a whole lot of trust

ango is going against the entire government, basically inflitrating it as a reverse spy (again), because he trusts that dazai is truly trying to protect people.

and risking his job. at the very least. can't wait to see where it all ends up for him

anyway we're talking about two people who used to be close, who were torn apart in ways that tore them both to shreds, left their relationship at the 'wow it would be fucked up if they got together now, that certainly wouldn't be love and it would be toxic as fuck' and 'pull your own gun on you' and 'sabotage your airbag' stage, and SOMEHOW got at "i'll trust you absolutely in a situation where the world has been turned against us"

in short i ship ango and dazai because dazai went from "i knew i was going to lose you because i would never want to" to "i'm going to pull your own gun on you and at least consider shooting despite that that would really fuck me and my team over" to "you are the one i trust when i can't help myself anymore" and that's. that's.

yeah.

#askbox stuff #Anonymous #dazango #bsd march 2023 not lb #the thing is ! ango might have been a spy but all the things dazai liked about him /are still true/ #the guild might have tied the special division's hands but ango is still going to meet him and warn him ! #just like he warned odasaku not to fight gide despite the special division wanting the mafia to handle mimic #suspecting that dazai is part of the reason he ended up in the hospital he'll still promise the division's help #and only after that negotiation will he confront dazai's about the airbag sabotage ! #ango's priorities are fascinating because they constantly diverges from the government and yet it's easy to forget it

[quincyhorst]

Rose Griffon HCs: Laurent Pérec.

A small collection of few ideas I had for Laurent. You might have seen few of them hinted back on these two posts.

...This took longer to post than what I've originally intented, I'm sorry 😭 Either way, hope you like it. ☕🍰

(And reminder, any post-FFI headcanon here is AFTER the 36-0 Ogre match)

Despite his young-looking face and short height, Laurent is actually one of the oldest Rose Griffon members, being soon 15.

When it comes to his profile, it is mentioned he likes to visit outdoor cafes, and spend time observing the sorroundings while sitting on the terrace. It's also interesting to mention one specific profile mentions he's part of the "Café society"; meaning he's a constant visitor of trendy stores, and probably has some contacts within the high social classes. (Probably)

Overall, we could say that his usual visits earnt him quite the reputation, so much so that he's considered often as a symbol of luck to the place he visits, even if he doesn't do anything significative in the time spent there. Most times he'll ask for a simple cafe, a cheesecake or few times some macarons, and that's all. Maybe you'll catch him reading one of his favorite books or looking around and observing the parisian people, but ironically despite the social nature of cafes you'll never see him sitting with someone else.

Laurent is reserved overall even at his (high class) school, so barely anyone knows anything from his life outside of the cafe visits... Or that's what it seems.

Besides belonging to cafe society, Laurent's fame is also attributed to by his own mother, who is an editor at Cerise Magazine, a renowed parisian fashion magazine. Many famous designers, models and other important people on the industry have left their print there; including rising young stars like Ronny Weiss. However while he doesn't have a negative view of the industry nor the magazine itself (He likes to read it in secret), he'd rather not have anything to do within its pages.

This can be unfortunately traced to Laurent's rocky relationship with his mother, as she has a rather strange fascination with his appearance. Not something fucked up; but she considers her son's beauty a blessing and she does not want it to go into "waste". She herself is pretty much the reason of Laurent's almost effeminate look, always choosing his clothes and styling his hair her own way. In her words, "He'll look even prettier this way".

And yes, she tries to encourage him into becoming a model for Cerise at any. Given. Chance.

...Truth be told, Laurent's issue is NOT with the femenine style, he enjoys presenting that way. But when others try to choose his future only based on looks, that's when things get uncomfortable for him. As a whole, he often feels like he's seen as a living porcelain doll rather than a human being.

Well, at least soccer does help him show a less delicate side of his. Too bad it flopped BAD in the Ogre timeline :(

...Family drama aside. A huge exception when it comes to his shyness are the owners of the cafes he visits. His relationship with them tends to vary between shop, but he's mostly in good terms. Though, their reasons of their treatment vary: Some are respectful to Laurent due to his mother's fame, others because of his beauty, others because of his own popularity... And a few just appreciate how gentle and kind of a person he actually is. His favorite coffee on Paris is Carrousel, a beautiful pastel pink store with the most delicious raspberry cheesecake known to man. Add to this a very respectful staff, and Laurent will constantly consider this place as a second home; where he can run away from inner stress and worries and just chill out.

In fact, Carrousel Cafe means so much to him, that in the future he decides to work there as a waiter, to the surprise of everybody. Mainly as a way to actually have a job and gain income for himself, mostly. Deep down he's afraid of not having a place on the world that isn't inside a fashion magazine.

Curiously, this store is located nearby the renowed Paris University 1.78, where the former french keepers Ladji and Émile currently study about in their respective interests. So, they tend to visit their friend every weekend and chill out together. I won't make this too long but Laurent feels very comfortable with them both. Maybe with Ladji a bit more...? No idea.

To end, here's an unusual HC I have for him: Within his hissatsus there's Toumei Feint, which turns the user invisible with the use of computer coding. Such technological hissatsu feels so odd for Laurent... Isn't it? Well, here's how I like to interpret it:

First off, when it comes to the "invisible" part of the move, I like the idea that because of mostly everything I said before about his fame, Laurent constantly wishes he could dissappear from others. So many fame is just too much to handle at times, and there's many occassions where the poor boy just becomes too uncomfortable to even bear it.

Also... Laurent being into coding and programming is a very funny idea for me, but I'm not sure to use it as an actual headcanon for his future. All I know is that he has an (estranged) older brother that works on the field. That's it.

#hc:ina11 #rose griffon #laurent pérec

[burgundybmw]

Stranger Things Zodiac Signs: The Villains

Billy Hargrove // Scorpio

Is anyone really surprised? If you were to look up toxic Scorpio man in a dictionary Billy's face would be the example. He has trust issues, daddy issues, mommy issues, he's aggressive, insensitive, possessive, manipulative, holy shit the list goes on and on. These are the negative traits of a Scorpio. I'm sure anyone who's ever met a male Scorpio who was a total asshole knows how Billy is like this. I feel like I don't need to elaborate on that, it seems pretty obvious.

Peter Ballard/Henry Creel/Vecna/001 // Aquarius

I already know this will be a controversial opinion, but hear me out. So, the fact that this dude has four names is big Aquarius energy to start. Also the fact that he becomes an inter-dimensional being is very Aquarius, since there's always a stereotype of Aqua's being like aliens. However, diving more deeply into it, Henry Creel (I'm calling him that because it's the name on his birth certificate) is representative of what happens when an Aquarius goes to the dark side. Aquariuses are visionaries and forward thinkers, constantly thinking about changing the future. Since Henry was a child, he had goals about changing the lives of the people around him, unfortunately because he was a little sociopath it wasn't for the better. Aquariuses are also very human orientated. Now I can already see y'all say "But wait, he hates people! That's his whole thing!" I'm getting to it. Henry Creel was fascinated about the behaviors of humans, how they interact normally versus their deep dark inner secrets. Aquas tend to be people watchers, in order to try and understand them, and that's all Vecna does. He stalks people. Aquariuses place a lot of ego in their ideas, and this guy has an INSANE God complex. He felt personally attacked when Eleven didn't agree with his plans and freaked the fuck out, and then she actually did attack him. Aquariuses are known to be concerned for the welfare of the world, if you aren't a psycho then that would probably lead you to be interested in humanitarian efforts. Henry has great concern for the world, and he thinks people are the cause of it. Didn't we all hear that speech he made to Eleven? Henry also hates being trapped in Hawkins Lab, he feels like it was a prison built for him. There is nothing Aquas hate more than lack of freedom. Aquariuses can be progressive forward thinkers for the better of humanity, but if their world view is warped, they can end up like this.

Dr. Martin Brenner // Capricorn

Dr. Brenner is a scientist, ambitious with his MK Ultra project in creating psychic super child spies. He's so ambitious that he doesn't care how his decisions effect people, even if he thinks he does. It's his goals over everything, and that's the end of it. Very Capricorn, the girlbosses of the zodiac. Dr. Brenner is what happens when Caps go unchecked, when their ambition gets the best of them.

#stranger things #stranger things zodiac signs #stranger things character analysis #billy hargrove #peter ballard #henry creel #vecna #001 #henry/vecna/001 #dr. brenner #stranger things astrology #billy hargrove scorpio #peter ballard aquarius #dr. brenner capricorn #billy hargrove zodiac #petter ballard zodiac #dr. brenner zodiac #zodiac #zodiac signs #astrology #source #the only astrology book you'll ever need #gifs are not mine

[talentforlying]

@pulpnovels: ♬♬♬ — SONGS I LOVE

lightning field - sneaker pimps! i initially found this song for my star wars dnd character (lady-107 my beloved) and it's been living rent-free in my head ever since. it's very on par with constantine's simultaneous regret and lack of it when he inevitably sticks his nose where it doesn't belong and gets cosmic, karmic backlash for it: he always needs to know what's going on, no matter how ugly it is. he makes himself look at the worst that the world has to offer, even when he doesn't want to. and he's always got this inner monologue of 'should have left it alone, shouldn't have opened the door, should have asked the questions', but he just keeps doing it anyway, and he doesn't give a flying fuck about the consequences so long as he gets the answers he wants.

strike me down / better left it all unknown / strike me down / should have held it all alone / wash the questions off my hands / i'm the fate in no one's plans / strike me down / give it everything you've got

ballroom blitz - sweet! this has been my car ride scream-along song since i was a teenager, AND it's some quintessential rich-the-punk-era constantine to boot!! absolutely balls to the wall bar fight banger, with a flair of hellblazer unreality to taste. there's no meta for this one, other than a nod to the 2019 john constantine: hellblazer ending that's due to be continued in january, this is just a get-off-your-ass-and-dance classic.

oh yeah! it was electric / so frantically hectic / and the band started leaving / 'cause they all stopped breathing / yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

war pigs - CAKE! this cover and t-pain's are two of my FAVORITE covers ever made, and i feel like assigning constantine the band that did short skirt / long jacket is simply the right thing to do. aside from the obvious political commentary that aligns beautifully with constantine's attitudes towards bloodthirsty politicians and war, it specifically makes me think about the early warning - how i learned to love the bomb storyline in hellblazer issues 25-26, where a dying country town of brainwashed people worship a nuclear warhead at the neighboring american missile base. there's some really fascinating commentary in that issue, and of course it ends tragically, but there's also a sick panel of constantine (who cannot drive) doing donuts in a parking lot with a hot-wired car blasting music at top volume. the lyrics are so well-aligned to the story that i'm almost certain this was their inspiration for that two-parter:

now in darkness, world stops turning / ashes where their bodies burning / no more war pigs have the power / hand of god has struck the hour

+ 3 songs: for pronsias cassidy, underrated love of my LIFE, fire in the empire - william crighton is always what plays in my head during his duel with jesse, and the lyrics remind me intensely of him waking up in the river in the comics after being turned, what with the 'iron tears' being blood. also, man catches fire in the sun, just seems to fit.

i was out where the straight road ends / red dust rises, mighty river bends / i lay down on the sand / fell into a dream / the earth and the crow appeared / with a beak of eyes filled with iron tears

for sly gould, because he is SO cool to me, con man - dispatch is the song i always thought of when i saw his promo pics! feels both sinister and playful in equal amounts, and i would love to see a scene where it's playing in the background while henry thomas walk into a room with that coin spinning over his fingers.

he's just another con man sitting on a hill / you see him at the bull fight, closest to the kill / he lives up in a tower, sells dreams to the poor / no matter how he gets 'em, he always wants some more

and for dan torrance, also the love of my life, thanatos - soap&skin gives me major doctor sleep vibes. not only does it nail the movie ending right in the heart, but i think it also kind of encapsulates his hopeless spiral at the top of the book, and the dark tint that his shine seems to have after the overlook. idk, to me this song feels like both a sunset and a sunrise, which both feel like doctor sleep danny to me.

torn open tomb / i fell in your / cold fission bomb / i fell in your war / ages of delirium / curse of my oblivion

#pulpnovels #( ooc. ) OUT OF CIGS. #( answered. ) THIS IS JOHN CONSTANTINE. FUCK OFF.

[amarguerite]

How much Star Wars do you speak? I'm contemplating a Persuasion fusion where Wentworth ends up in the Imperial Navy, either helming the ship or as the XO/1st mate of a young Admiral Thrawn, and your characterization is so fantastic that I immediately wondered about your thoughts. What are the most essential pieces of the plot/setting for you??

What a fascinating question! Thoughts under the cut.

I don't speak much Star Wars, I just watch The Mandalorian because I think Baby Yoda/ Grogu is cute, but @rain-sleet-snow translated for me. I'm a little hesitant to say Wentworth would do well in the Imperial Navy because while the 19th century British Navy was bad in a lot of ways esp in terms of empire-building (even Churchill-- himself very much engaged with immoral attempts at the construction of and maintenance of the British empire-- is said to have claimed that the traditions of the British Navy were rum, sodomy, and the lash) I'm not sure that someone with so high a sense of honor and so open and feeling a character as Wentworth would thrive in a system where force-choking is a legitimate way of responding to employee complaints and you spend your days blowing up planets.

I think you could do it if, say, you were doing a fic interrogating the evils of empire and you want an uncomfortable but perhaps necessary look into the evils of the British Empire that Wentworth and his fellow naval officers are upholding, but then even, the parallels are a bit... murky, as in the time period itself being in the armed services were seen, at least in part, as a way of stopping a greater evil (Bonaparte's imperial ambitions). I think you could also do it if Wentworth has a dramatic realization a la Finn in The Force Awakens that he's part of a system he doesn't agree with, and then joins the Rebel Alliance or something and thus tries to get Anne (perhaps around because her dad's an imperial officer) to defect with him, or something. Or @rain-sleet-snow told me that Luke's best friend became an imperial officer cadet in order to defect with some nifty new skills and insider knowledge about the enemy, so I could see Wentworth doing that too.

I think the most essential parts to keep when translating Wentworth into an AU are:

He's extremely shaped by the profession he chooses to pursue. A lot of how he sees himself and sees the world is filtered through, or shaped by how he makes a living and he takes pride in being really good at what he does. Most of his friendships and deepest connections with people come from his profession, or are with people who share the same profession and see the world in similar ways or have experienced the world similarly. (So like, Rebel Alliance pilot might fit?)

Self-confidence. He's good at what he does and he knows it.

However, that self-confidence has to be built on an inner moral code, or a sense of honor or justice or some higher ideal that he knows to be right and that he won't deviate from and from which he won't be swayed. He values this about himself, and puts his sense of honor before a lot of other considerations. He was almost going to offer to marry Louisa, even though he realized that he didn't love her and was still in love with Anne, because he had raised expectations. And even though Mary says he "wasn't very gallant" to Anne by saying he wouldn't have known her again, Wentworth still is extremely gallant overall, as defined by the standards of his society, i.e. he offers the ladies assistance in walking, he helps Anne into a gig, he expresses such concern over the comfort of ladies he won't allow them on his ship (even though he totally does, multiple times, as his sister and brother-in-law point out). Which leads me to:

At heart, he is an extremely kind and compassionate person who values people, and whose instinct is to take care of someone if they're hurt. This is the guy who could be kind and consoling and say nice things about Dick Musgrove when Austen-as-narrator says Dick Musgrove was good only for a dick joke, and who risked being court-martialed and losing the career that defined his life in order to console Captain Benwick when Fanny Harville died.

Has to come from a lower socio-economic status than Anne/ in some way have less advantages/ less of a safety net/ less of a clear path towards staying and thriving in the narrow sliver of society in which they both live. In Austen's time that's the gentry class. Whatever you translate it to in an AU ought to have the same sense of a small, very connected society with a highly codified but accepted standard of behavior, where the dividing line between public and the private self can be a little murky and reputation really matters.

Is a self-made man, and so much in the "I am the master of my fate/ I am the captain of my soul" mindset, he can't understand why Anne chooses to end their engagement-- he doesn't get why she would be so dependent on the opinions of other people, or why she would be more cautious because she's more aware of what's at stake if anything goes wrong

Very active-- physically as well as mentally. I can't see an AU where Wentworth's happy doing data entry-- he needs a life that involves some level of risk, or some kind of fighting, that has great rewards but also terrible consequences if it doesn't work out.

Open book. He feels stuff deeply and expresses it. Sometimes that can come out in weird ways because the workings of the human mind aren't always the clearest, but even if he doesn't understand all he's feeling, i.e. he doesn't realize he's still in love with Anne, he isn't shy about coldly but courteously showing on their first meeting that he hasn't forgiven Anne and that he's still angry with her for breaking their engagement. Once he does figure out he's still in love with Anne, however, he wastes no time in coming to see her in Bath, and only hesitates in proposing again because he isn't sure if Anne still likes him/ if she's about to be engaged to Mr. Elliot.

In terms of plot and setting-- I think that's a bit more loosey-goosey. You can change a lot if the characters have the same basic qualities, motivations, and values as their canon counterparts, and their actions spring from who they are as people. I think you still need the idea of a small society where everyone knows each other and it's nearly impossible to escape your ex if she's in the same neighborhood/ quarantine pod/ space ship/ whatever, and you need the sense of Wentworth not understanding why Anne broke up with him, but Anne breaking up with him because someone close to her gave her advice that persuaded her that staying together would injure Wentworth, and breaking up would be to Wentworth's benefit (I don't think Anne would be Anne if she broke up with Wentworth for her own benefit-- she'd be an entirely different character if she did that). I think Wentworth's success has to follow that break-up and there needs to be some ambiguity as to whether or not he would have been as successful if Anne hadn't broken up with him. Louisa's accident is also key, I think, since that's the turning point where Wentworth realizes he's been wrong and that Anne's amazing, and that in his anger and hurt, his unthinking actions have led to the point where he might have to marry someone he doesn't love and who wouldn't be able to keep her head in a crisis. Also, I hate to say it since adapting the letter was the thing that honestly terrified me the most, but you've got to have the letter! You've got to have an ending that reflects how Anne and Wentworth have all this subtext to their conversations and actions that no one else knows about, but they have been painfully aware of at all times-- and I think it's really crucial that Anne's the one to very subtly make subtext text, and for Wentworth to follow her lead and put everything out very plainly and forthrightly.

Hope this helps!! And I'm always happy to chat more since Anne and Wentworth are my OTPs of OTPs, haha.

[scattered-winter]

i would be very interested in your aro buck and aro eddie aus and headcanons!!! i am aspec myself, and i have been enjoying aspec buck and eddie takes in fic, but i almost never see them being aro. if you feel comfy sharing, i am all eyes 😍🌈❤️

the aro eddie hcs are more based in what I've seen in canon (because he's sooooooooo coded <33) and the aro buck hcs are more born from spite than anything else BUT I WILL HAPPILY TELL YOU ABOUT THEM<3

so the thing abt eddie is that bro is NOT interested in a relationship. pepa's trying to get him to date, but he's just really not into it. now one could read this in many ways, all equally valid, but I'm choosing to interpret this as him being more comfortable with not wanting a relationship. he keeps comparing the dates to what he had with shannon, as a kid. and he can't find anything like that as an adult so he's saying he's Waiting For The Right Person (when in reality what he had with shannon was probably idealized + romanticized because they were KIDS. they were kids and they both had more responsibility than they should have had to handle at that age and so I feel like eddie is very much looking through rose-colored lens when it comes to what he had with shannon.) and I'm not denying that they had anything, because it's soo clear that they loved each other a lot!!!!! this might be a hot take but I think one of the reasons why they fell apart the way they did was because of how much love was there. but that's something for another post. but regardless, eddie is using a romance he had as a kid to compare to the potential romances he could have as an adult. which to ME is very aro coded because there's this framework of What Romance Should Look Like that a lot of aro people try and make themselves fit into, at least at first. and idk there's something to be said for how much eddie loves his team and his kid and all the people in his life who he doesn't have any kind of romantic obligation to. it's only when there are expectations for A Romance To Develop where he starts getting cagey

and the whooole thing with ana just really highlights this because the ENTIRE time, eddie was focused purely on what ana brought to the table in terms of chris. chris needed someone to take care of him during the blackout, chris liked having ana over, chris needed another caregiver in his life that he loved and trusted, so clearly eddie needed to keep dating ana because she gave chris all of those things. and when eddie finally does come to terms with the fact that he's keeping ana at a distance because he doesn't feel the things he should feel about her, he breaks up with her, and has been reluctant to jump back into any relationships ever since.

and for buck, I'm always fascinated by characters who are overly sexual/romantic because in the rich inner world they're compensating for a lack of those feelings. so buck in my rich inner world is both aromantic and asexual, and the way he behaves (or USED to behave) is his way of trying to Cope With Being Different. he grew up in the amatonormative world we live in, where kids on the playground are teased about friends of the opposite gender because everyone knows you can't be friends with someone without having Attraction (sarcasm), and with the upbringing we knew he had from his parents (or lack thereof), I really think a kid on both the aro and ace spectrums surrounded by all that would lean all the way into the other direction to Compensate. his parents only gave him attention when he got hurt doing something reckless, and I think this is kind of the same flavor where he thinks if he has enough sex or has a deep and meaningful enough romantic relationship, he'll be Fixed. and idk. for buck it's more about the Vibes than anything else but eddie is sooooooo aro coded it makes me insane

anyway my ideal buddie is a qpr where they sort of blur the lines between Traditional Friendship and Traditional Romance (like they already do) and they never really consciously make a shift into Romance Territory because they don't need to!!! they're happy where they are!!!! they love each other and they're raising a kid together and if people want to try and fit them into a box that's their problem, not buddies'.

#shoutout to arom-com for first opening my eyes to qpr buddie...how does it feel to be theeee biggest brained person in the fandom.... #911 abc #aro buck #aro eddie #also just to be clear eddie is always ALWAYS asexual. To Me <3 but ive made posts abt that before so i wanted to focus on the aro side <3 #anyway TY FOR ASKING I LOVE RAMBLING ABT ARO HEADCANONS <333 #anon #qpr buddie

[promisenolies]

As someone part of the lgbt+ community, I really got stuck with the "color:freedom". Because his other colours or the light and dark didn't have another word attached, but the color did and it was freedom. Also the colours remind of a bi flag and Jimin has been using those colours so often in different situations. I know I'm projecting, but it really does look like something a queer person might go through (I'm really not the right person to say what kind of inner journeys cis straight people go through so this is only from my pov). And I'm just excited to see the whole thing, because Jimin has been hinting about his inner journey more recently and I'm here for it. (Also the fact he chose Artemis, a goddess, and had her name as a temporary tattoo on his skin... I just would love to have a long conversation with Jimin about all of his choices, it's so fascinating)

Yes! Myself as well. Jimin has definitely been hinting at a lot of things lately (the last couple years especially), most of which is this desire to live authentically and be more true to who he is, to show more sides of himself. It's been a wonderful thing to witness; him becoming himself, and even he has spoken to this as well.

"You were trying very hard. I was impressed and moved by you. I could feel how hard you were trying. I mean... Your eyes looked eager to show something. I felt somewhat sorry for you too. I was shocked a bit. Hurry up and be me soon. You will learn and realize so many things. Fighting"

The "hurry up and become me soon" hit my heart HARD.

The journey to oneself can be chaotic - so that part of his book description also struck me.

I also love that he chose Artemis... his continued appreciation of both masculine and feminine is beautiful and I'm SO here for it. Regardless of if he ever makes a concrete statement, I hope that he knows he's loved unconditionally. (I would also love a long, in-depth conversation with him as well)

#answered asks #jimin

[incarnateirony]

It's. So goddamn unfortunate.

There used to be a nice, pretty lady with vision and passion under there. She used to go out and live with horses in the fields, or wanted to find ways to get back into it in adjacent capacity. She ran small animal rescue catch-release-or-rehouse, she was a ranch girl, a trainer of horses and even some mounted combat. She was a living body of a potential incarnate Athena.

And then she met me. And now she's a cage loving, animal hoarding crackbear obsessed with me for years after our breakup, chasing her own shadows, ripping out her own hair, not even knowing how to make her shop work without my octopus jibberish, maybe purple visioned cats? Can think she can medium for living animals, yet refuses to onboard she's jerking off the shadows of her living ex husband. But like. She met me, and completely lost track of her inner self with her fascination with MY inner self, but didn't do the work to understand either point. And went fucking nuts, literally.

And I feel awful about it now. Because she's lost everything defining about her to run in circles chasing a dozen disembodied, disassociated aspects, with Athena barely in the back, siting next to Lord Leviathan "helping" her with shadow work... as the shadow viper she's enshrined and divorced herself from as a separate agent to praise, too.

Therapists will often tell you to write, whether a journal or fantasy, to write out your Stuff. It's a form of shadow work that's meant to make us stare our stuff in the face, and stuff like stories or roleplay are ways where we can temporarily disassociate from it to look back at parts of ourselves with.

She never understood the principle of hermetic theory, ever, and that's become clear. Because while all my writing was hermetic processes she missed, she generally onboarded "dis is hermes" which... sure? Part? I guess? In the What If God was One Of Us song way? But they were all parts of different processes I managed through perspective characters to slowly break down and put back together the whole self.

And she like... tried to run off with the core personality bloc for myself as an avatar that literally has my name and groomed people into "this is hermes, draw him, praise him, etc" and did her projection shit and tied her shit to me.

But she never onboarded a single actual lesson from those games beyond giggles, old rumpocky jokes, fun and free spirit, I Do What I Want or whatever. And like. Yes he does what he wants but sis there's so much you've skipped.

I dunno. I just hate that I'm responsible in her falling into this madness. Her sister even warned, many of Jung's students go apeshit insane. And it's because they're like Shea, they didn't understand the processes. Jung himself was a debate about schizophrenia but became a founding father in psychology beause he could control it.

Similar to how I can control it. That took a lot of fucking work. Given, when crackbear comes barging into the great raising and a giant hermetic project and literally shatters my psyche while dragging out my shadows while I'm riding the eyes of a few hundred million people and the energy of the big game, those fractalized parts get REAL FUCKIN LOUD, and they are in fact attached to other concepts like planets, and we were stuck in the epic rap battle of those planets, suspended from last year's planetary parade across moons and eclipse axis junctions and whatever else in a circle, and I got motherfucking slammed because this bitch can't face reality, that she's just worshipping a mastered form of a man that does not want her near him, and it's addicted her to chasing him.

If you can't tell, I'm mostly grounded and back to what can be identified as "myself" as a singular, normal, "this is how we know Aaron behaves on the day to day" and it's because I finally got off the crazy train. She didn't. And can't until she's honest.

But I was remembering back to shortly before we left Alabama during the jung breakdown. I'm quite sure I even hypnotized myself into making the Lateralus Project then with the hypnotic compulsion I had to see through the generations, later helping me understand... other things.

But I remember having stared at the snake, "Who are you? Who do you want to be?" on a hypnotic morphing loop trying to sync the layers, and it being not quite right and doing it again, and again. Then I went down to talk to her folks and zoned out on the porch when they were talking thinking about the serpent loop and hearing her sister be like "most of Jung's students went insane" and it was like. oh mood.

But at the end, I'm the clinician tested for sanity, this is in fact psychology and a debate about Jung held long before tumblr concern trolls made perplexed and alarmed noises. No kids, you can literally consciously break your brain into partial personas to find root system access and then pull it back together... IF YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING. If you don't you end up like Jung's insane students who never put the pieces back together right. Or Bald Crackbear of the Divine Octopus Jibberish And Purple Visioned Cats.

Don't skip steps on this shit, kiddos. And don't expect to be magicians if you can't even pull off the ancient art of telling the truth or looking in the mirror. If thine own soul is baseless, how then will thou fix the soul of the world?

Anyway I've damn near hibernated the last few days, 10-11 hour sleep patterns. Which, like, goddamn I've needed it. I repeat, I've been on four hours every few days for a few months, with the occasional crashnap between. People that were reporting passing out in the Tartarus tag were probably lowkey feeding my own sleep absence. I don't know for sure, but, that tracks. But now that I don't need to play active vessel nonstop and it's all tied off in a bow my brain is like S L E E P

When it comes down to it, she knows the truth now. She's just clutching to the shards of her life built like a house of cards on top of her lies, something to cry into at this point, some excuse to Belief it away, like she tries to do everything inconvenient, but she knows. The acts, works, manifestation, the hammers taken to her that showed her full of nonsense like the purple cats on april fools catboop day. The full of the work. She's tried to ignore it but it's been months of maintained coherent "plot" while she runs around in circles trying to ignore every part of what her life has become or what events are happening. She gets it, but she's just... clutching. Because you know. Her life is a lie. And the second she admits that her Everything crashes down and she doesn't trust herself to put it together.

I told her. Ultimate reverse bear trap. No running away girl. You're never gonna make it out of this attack you performed on me the same again. Your beliefs, your world view, is shattered and we both know it. Your toys will never be the same and we both know it. Your faith is in shreds on the floor. No lawsuit can fix that for you. It will never come back and feel right. Your only option is to face it, tell the truth, and start over, and then you might start feeling right again.

Literally nobody that has faith in their shit has to take the One Time They Achieved One Thing They Wanted By Putting In Effort and wave around "I'm SURE I'm talking to the right things!" I mean, you can consult yourself, and addages about broken clocks, but you being compelled to say that says, lmao, no you're not. This is you posting you actively trying to convince yourself because the Question is with you. And it only got worse for you by the day since then. Let's be real. For once in your gods forsaken eternity, crackbear, be real.

Ultimate boundary. I am ending your delusions that have caused your relentless abuse of me. The gods never told you to stalk me for three years, or attack me, or "warn" people; the gods never told you to plot to backstab your provider for months. You did. In your disassociated delirium where you didn't want accountable for those decisions. You did. Now you can't even afford groceries much less your own therapy for being forced to look in the mirror at your bald self. Hermes isn't responsible for you being hungry and poor and bald, Hermes or whoever you want to blame for your choices didn't tell you to do that shit.

In fact Hermes was already slapping you for your behavior by letting a cryptoscammer which 100% falls under his domain take you for a ride with a scam even memaw could have detected, you lack his sense or wit and betrayed his brother. But you also don't like to accept that gods can tell you No or punish you for going against their teachings. You don't care about consent--man or god. Whichever face of the brother mortal or divine you want to fuck around with on the day, you do not fucking care or stop when they tell you no, stop, because this is all games to play on people to you.

Consent has always been optional to crackbear. And now she doesn't know what to do, because she has ceded her right to her own, or any karmic backlash, by her own choices and behaviors, and she's in a hole she can only get out of with a truth she is not strong enough to speak or face.

[agirlwhoisaphantom]

Champagne & Sunshine - Bucky Barnes x Reader

18+

Summary: Since the day that you and Bucky confessed your feelings for one another. You both can’t keep your hands to yourselves.

Word Count: 3875

Warnings: Right off the bat smut, things occur in the hot hub, unprotected sex, [nicknames: good girl, bunny] cream pie, teasing, nipple play, uuhhh let me know if I'm missing anything.

Author’s Note: It's been a hot minute that I've written any sort of smut, but gosh it feels good to be back after a while.

reblogs/feedback/likes are greatly appreciated & highly encouraged! But please, DO NOT repost/steal ANY of my fics!

Bucky groaned quietly into your ear as he rocked his hips against yours in a slow head motion that made your entire body get filled with chills from head to toe. You hooked your legs over his hips, pulling him closer to your body every chance you could. With every thrust he would make, you would dig your nails dipper onto his back, leaving scratches on him.

His lips pressed against yours, tongue slipping past your lips, dominating each of your senses. You whine into his kiss, letting him that you are nearly close to your peak.

Both of you were now close. A small smirk formed on Bucky’s face as his lips were against yours. He found it fascinating the way you trembled underneath him. You both hit your peak at the same time. Shockwaves were going all over your bodies as you moaned each other’s names repeatedly.

He gets off of you and lays right next to you. You both were heavy breathing and trying to get your composer together.

“Wow,” you both said at the same time. Making you both chuckle as well.

Bucky grabs the duvet and pulls them up over your body. You turn to your side placing your head onto Bucky’s chest. “Round Two, Bunny?” Bucky said quietly as his hand traced the curves from your thigh to your stomach.

You rapidly get on top of him. You began to kiss his neck slowly, cooing against his skin.

As you were rocking your hips against his friction, The phone started to ring. You two completely ignored it the first time.

“Fuck” Bucky groaned. It rang a couple of more times. He got rapidly irritated with the number of times they called him. He was annoyed that people were interrupting him and you. But he knew if he ignored it, they would be rushing to his apartment.

Bucky places his hands on your hips, and as much as he wanted you to continue, he shifted your body off him. You laid right next to him. He gets up and hands you his shirt and your lacey panties so you can put them on. He sits down and grabs his phone. He grunts to see that he had seven missed calls from Steve and Tony.

Bucky answers Steve’s call, “what is i-?“ As his back faces towards you, you run your fingers on his back, tracing his skin and his spine.

“Do you know what time it is?” Steve interrupted him. Even though Steve wasn’t on speakerphone, he was loud enough for you to hear him.

“It’s 7 am. What’s wrong with that?” Bucky rolled his eyes and tried not to sound annoyed. He grabs your hand and places your palm facing upwards, and starts to trace the lines of your hands with his metal hand.

“It’s Peter’s Birthday Trip to the cabin today. We are supposed to leave right now.” Steve took a big breath, and he didn’t want to raise his voice anymore if Peter was around. He didn’t want to ruin the surprise.

Bucky’s eyes widen as he checks the date on his phone. He looks at you and notices that you have the same reaction he had. “We will be there in a couple of minutes. We are still packing.” Lucky enough, most of your stuff was at Bucky’s apartment so that packing wouldn’t be so difficult. Either way, we were only going to be staying for a couple of days.

“Yeah, yeah, sure. Tell her I said hi.” Steve proceeds to hang up the call.

As Bucky was getting up, you notice the scratches that you left on his back. His backfilled with red marks and some of them were deep enough. A little bit of blood was coming out. “oops,” you whispered to yourself.

You were loud enough that Bucky could hear. “You should see your thighs, Doll,” he chuckled as he licks his lips, and his eyes were digesting how beautifully you looked without clothes.

Walking into the bathroom, you notice all the hickey’s that Bucky left on your inner thigh “Bucky! How am I going to swim with these?” you yelled at him as you smirked a little. You didn’t want him to know that. In reality, you didn’t care that you had them on you. It just showed who you belonged to, even though it had been clear to everyone.

“Damn, looks like you won’t be going swimming.” You could hear laughter come from the bedroom. “Either way, I don’t want anyone to look at what’s mine.” He said louder as he walked back and forth to the bedroom, grabbing things that he believed you both would need.

You walk out of the bathroom with a small bag full of items such as your and Bucky’s toothbrush, shampoo, anything from the bathroom you thought would be important.

Walking into the bedroom, Bucky already had your bags and his bags already prepared. He dressed up, and all you needed was to grab a pair of pants and shoes.

Walking towards Bucky’s direction, you intentionally bump into him. He grabs your wrist and rapidly turns you towards him. He places his hand on your chin tilting your head a bit upwards. “Bunny, Don’t forget who you belong to. You are mine, as I am yours.” He leaned in and whispered into your ear.

Moving your hair to the other side. Bucky kisses the back of your ear towards your neck. “Bucky, we have to go.” Trying not to lose focus. Every kiss that he gave you made you want to melt in his arms. He made you feel like no other. He gave you those stupid butterflies in your stomach that was in the children’s book.

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For the first half of the drive, you were wide awake, observing how beautiful the view was outside of the car window. This wasn’t your first time going to Tony’s Cabin, but you had to go there every time. You didn’t have the chance to look around and view how amazedly it was.

Whenever you would go on road trips with Bucky, he would let you connect your phone to his stereo to blast your favorite songs. He didn’t care what music was planning in the background. No matter what, he was going to end up enjoying it.

You both were only a couple more miles to getting to the Cabin. Bucky wanted to make sure that other people were there, not only you and him being their firsts. He points to his backpack that was on the back of your seat. Bucky turns down the music “Doll, can you grab my phone? It’s my backpack in the front pocket.”

Unbuckling your seat belt, you get up and shift your body in between your seat and Bucky’s seat. You start to look into Bucky’s bag, and you can’t find it. It wasn’t in the front pocket nor the other ones. “I can’t find it.”

“check again it should be in there somewhere.”

“Bucky, I still can’t find it.” You wanted to dump his backpack on the backseats and pick up the mess later. You were getting frustrated that you couldn’t find his phone. While your legs were still on the console. The instant the light turned red, you could feel Bucky reach in between your legs and starts to shuffle around his backpack. Pulling his phone out, he also removes his hand from in between your legs.

What he just did left you startled. At the moment, you wanted to freeze, but you couldn’t. You went back to sitting down. He hands you his phone “call Steve and tell him we are on our way.”

The last couple of miles you had left to drive, you decided to nap, even if it was two more hours. You wanted to take advantage of it.

When you woke up from your nap and noticed that a lake and beautiful trees surrounded it, the grass was green. Everything was so bright and beautiful. If you could pick anywhere to live, it would be right here.

You were still trying to wake up when you notice that Bucky got out of the car and started to walk towards your side to open the door. He grabs your hand as you get out.

Walking towards the porch, you notice Sam and Steve talking. You were unsure what they were talking about, but you probably knew since Peter wasn’t on the lot just yet.

Sam and Steve get up and walk towards you and Bucky. Sam offers a bottle of water to Bucky; meanwhile, Steve hugs you.

“So Buck, can you keep it in your pants for a couple of days?” Steve raises his eyebrow and has a serious look on his face as he crosses his arms. Bucky chokes on the water that he was drinking. Bucky placed his hand over his mouth, trying to cover the smirk he had on his face. He knew damn well that he wasn’t going to and didn’t plan to.

Sam looks over at Steve with a mischievous smile “he does have a point. Peter doesn’t need a live demonstration of Sex Ed.”

That grin Bucky had disappeared instantly and just glared at Steve and Sam. Meanwhile, on the other hand, you could feel your cheeks turn into a rosy color, and you were pulling on the sleeves of your shirt. “weren’t you in Peter’s school teaching videos, 'so your body is changing, believe me, I know how that feels' ” Bucky said in his Steve impression voice.

“You are always going to hold that over my head, aren’t you, Bucky.” Steve rolled his eyes and started to walk into the Cabin. “Stop corrupting her. She was an innocent person before you came into her life.”

Bucky chuckled when he heard him say that you were innocent. Nothing about you was innocent, and that’s something that Bucky liked about you. To him, you were a book full of secrets, and he wanted to know everything about you, from your darkest secrets to your sweetest ones. “I mean, you could hear her when she-“ you hit his lower stomach, making him groan a little at how hard you hit him, “never mind.”

You started to move your bags onto the room that you and Bucky were staying in. But every time that you went for your suitcases, Bucky would grab them out of your hand. He insisted that he would take care of grabbing your things and taking them to the room. He didn’t want you to lift any of your fingers.

It didn’t take long for everyone else to come to the Cabin. Luckily, you and Natasha had an hour to decorate before Peter came. The guys oversaw taking care of the outside decorations. Meanwhile, the girls are in charge of the inside décor.

“How is it dating, Capsicle over there?” you were way too focused on writing a poster for Peter saying ‘happy birthday Pete’ when your focus is disturbed by Natasha going in front of you. She had a smirk on her face and motions her head towards the window, where Bucky and Sam were tackling each other, and Steve had his hand placed on his face and shaking his head.

Looking out of the window, you had a smile on your face. “It’s not so bad. I’m happy with him.” You turn your head facing Nat now. Ever since you got with Bucky, you seemed so much happier, and you glowed on your face.

“We always knew you two were going to end up together. I mean the way you both look at each other. There was always something.” Nat teased you as she grabbed the pen on the table to help you finish the poster.

What she said made you think of all the memories you had shared with Bucky. Looking back at the memories, there were hints that you both liked each other. From the way he would always go above and beyond to make sure you were okay to when he would make you laugh over something dumb. “Yeah. I guess there was.” You chuckled at the statement she said.

The moment that you finished the poster, you were starving. You went to the kitchen to grab yourself something to eat and drink. Going near the cabinet, you stood on your tiptoes, reaching over your head to grab a glass “of course, Stark would keep his cup this high.” You whispered to yourself. You couldn’t help but let out a little gasp as you felt someone place their hand on your waist.

“It’s me, don’t worry,” Bucky said in a deep raspy voice as he reaches over you to grab the cup for you. When he set down the cup, he kissed you on the top of your head. Bucky moved away from you as he walked towards the fridge to pull out the filtered water pitcher. Placing it next to the cup he just got out. “Did Nat give you any trouble?” he asked as he was pouring water into your cup.

You shook your head and rolled your eyes “no, she didn’t, Bucky. I promise you.” You chuckled as you took a sip from the glass of water.

He leans in forward to you. “I have something in surprise for you.” He whispered into your ear as he grabs your hair, putting it on to the side. Tilting your head to the side, you slowly closed your eyes, and a smirk formed on your face. “Before you ask, Doll.” With his metal hand, he places the back of his index finger against your skin, moving it from your shoulder to your neck to tracing your jaw until it got to the other side of your face. With his index finger, he tilts your face towards his direction, making eye contact with you. “I’m not telling you what it is.” He licks his lips as his eyes move up and down your face.

The moment that Peter got there, everyone celebrated his birthday. You and Bucky didn’t spend much time together. That didn’t matter. You knew once the sun was down, your hands were going to be all over him.

Later that day, you receive a text message from Bucky

5:38 pm Meet me by the Lake at 1 am, wear the suit that I packed for you, and don't be late.

When the night arrived, everyone was asleep. You found it odd because everyone would usually stay up late when it came to parties like this. But you knew that tomorrow was going to be a busy day.

Looking inside of your bag, you find the swimsuit that Bucky got for you. It was a two-piece baby blue bikini. Putting it on you, you looked at yourself in the mirror, and you noticed how well it fitted you. You placed your hair in a messy bun and proceeded to grab Bucky's jacket and wrapped yourself in it. It was getting chilly and going outside in a bikini. You knew you were going to be cold.

As you started to walk to the Lake, you feel arms wrap around you. This made you instantly turn around and face Bucky. He leans in and gives you a brief kiss. "Let's go somewhere else." He grabs your hand and starts to pull you towards the cabin once again. But he went around it where there was a hot tub.

The many times you were in that cabin, you never knew that it had a hot tub. So, it took you by surprise when Bucky took you there. He first gets in the hot tub and helps you get in by handing you his hand so you had somewhere to lean on.

Getting into the water, it felt nice feeling the warm hot water against your skin. The first thing you did was splash water at him. Bucky raises his left eyebrow and has a sly smirk on his face as he splashed water towards you. This made you chuckle a little bit. "Doll, be quiet. You don't want us to get caught, do you?" Bucky told you as he moved across the water so he can get closer to you. He was resting his knees at the bottom of the hot tub so he would be at eye level with you.

You shooked your head as you matched the same look Bucky was giving you. "you are going to be the reason why we get caught," you mimicked his voice as you scrunched your nose.

Bucky said nothing. Instead, he grabbed your waist and brought you closer until he was sitting on the other side and you were on his lap. He started at you with a smile on his face as he looked into your eyes. The blue lights of the water made you even glow more than before. After being away from him for hours, craving him all day, now you were able to wrap yourself around him.

You couldn't help yourself but giggle. You felt safe now being in his arms. You wrap your arms around his neck, moving in closer to him, your forehead almost touching his. Bucky tilts his head upwards and moves in closer to you. His lips were pressed against yours, his hands moving from your waist to your ass. He pulls you in closer against him. His tongue was slipping into your mouth, more desperate than usual because it had been all day since he hasn't felt your touch.

You let out a small noise. Your eyebrows were knitted together as you feel him growing hard underneath you. "you know how badly I've been craving to do this to you." He says in a deep raspy voice. His metal hand travels through your body until he goes and finds the hook of your bikini, playfully tugging it. "All fucking day, Bunny." He muttered, his lips moving from towards your neck.

Bucky teased you, licking you from your collarbone to the back of your ear. You nodded at the statement he said. You were craving him as much as he was craving you. You let out a small little noise of pleasure at the way he was holding you, talking to you, and kissing you.

"Then shown me, Bunny. How badly have you been craving this? Cause. I. Don't. Believe. You," he whispered into your ear. Bucky moved the sides of your bikini top, his metal hand going inside the material, exposing your breasts. Your nipples hardened from being exposed to the cold hair. Bucky took this as an opportunity to places his lips around it, tongue running along your skin.

You placed one of your hands on the ledge of the hot tub. Bucky hummed against your skin, sucking your nipple before pulling away. Meanwhile, your other hand went to his neck, gently digging your fingers onto his skin. His hand cupped your breast, and his metal thumb replaced his mouth, running along with the sensitive nipple as his lips move towards your neck "can you be a good girl and stay quiet for me?" You nodded briefly as quietly moaned as he gently pinched your nipple.

Bucky's hand travels from your breast to the material of your bikini. Ripping them on one of the sides. Meanwhile, one of your hands was removing his swim shorts. You could feel his cock against your ass, teasing himself with the feeling. He wanted you to take control of what can happen next. He moves both of his hands onto your hips.

Your heart was pounding. Something about being secretive and not getting caught made you want to get caught. You cautiously raised yourself from his lap, wrapping yourself around Bucky. You moved a couple of times, making it easier to line up along the head of his cock.

Bucky watched you closely, staring at the way you were taking control over him, especially as you sat down on his lap. "fuuuuuc-" he whispered as he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, placing his mouth against your shoulder to keep him from moaning out loud. Bucky's hand went up to your mouth, covering it in case if you were going to make any sounds. "You are so perfect for me, Bunny." He rambled in your ear, trying his best not to moan at the feelings the way that you were clenching around him.

He then began carefully guiding you up and down on top of him, so he could appreciate how incredible it felt. But he couldn't help himself as he felt your thighs quiver and heard a whine. Bucky began by grabbing your hips and pushing you so that you were bouncing on top of him, absorbing all of him as he stretched you out, hitting all the walls you needed him to strike, especially from his perspective.

Bucky brought his free hand down between your legs as he stated this, effortlessly finding your clit. He started rubbing in slow but rapid circles, his jaw clenching as he noticed how quickly you clenched around him.

His fingers on your clit sent shockwaves through your entire body. With the climax nearing, you let out a muffled whimper against his palm, your rhythm of riding him becoming sloppier.

He stared down at how beautiful you were, your ass bouncing against his legs, and he inadvertently squeezed the grasp on your face, making you gasp in delight. "I'd like for you to cum for me," Bucky asked, his fingers speeding up on your clit, in a trembling voice.

You didn't need to be reminded; you wouldn't have been able to hold it in for much longer regardless. You paid close attention to every aspect. The way he squeezed your face, the feel of his fingers on your clit.

Bucky's brows wrinkled, his lips pursed in concentration as he tried not to gasp out loud at the sensation. Your pulsating muscles were working his cock in the nicest way possible since you were so tight around him. He had no idea what was going on until it was too late. Bucky came inside of you, his free hand pushing your hips down on top of him, keeping you there as he stuffed you with himself. He bit down on your shoulder, muffling to himself.

"Fuck." He muttered, shifting his head away from your shoulder and tilting his head back. His moist chest heaved up and down frantically, attempting to catch his breath. When he took his hand away from your mouth, it instantly went to your waist, bringing you close to him.

You leaned against his chest, your hands on his wrapped-around-you arms. You wanted to stay like this forever.

It was already getting late, and you two needed to wake up early. Walking inside of the cabin, you and Bucky were carefully trying to make any noise. Luckily the room you both were staying in was on the first floor.

The instant that you and Bucky got into the room, you went straight to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a long day for the both of you.

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[gloriousmonsters]

my boy xue yang

one aspect about them i love

there is SO much to love but a convo I had touched on this recently - I love how angry he gets on his own behalf? nobody is looking out for him through the majority of his life, and on his own he was like 'what happened to me was wrong', 'fuck society', 'i am going to get myself a whole fancy-ass revenge, like the lords do, as a treat' and 'i deserve ALL the little treats along the way'

like most people focus on the whole 'the finger was mine, the lives were other people's' (for better or worse) but for me 'Why didn't you ask Chang Ci'an why he decided to amuse himself with me?' and the furious emphasis of 'He was seven!' when describing the injury to his hand as a child are such standouts of that conversation. Despite his bitterness over how naive his kid-self was, Xue Yang is still 100% on his side. he is the embodiment of 'i want my inner child to get revenge' and i love that for him. despite his struggles, self-esteem goals.

one aspect i wish more people understood about them

ok i literally keep typing things and then not being able to articulate them or not being satisfied. maybe another day

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character

a fair amount of his 'welcome to my twisted mind' effect is definitely cultivated. I see it as something that started out with finding that, as a scrawny kid, the best way he could be scary was by seeming crazy as fuck, and then just. Kept going.* JGS is not going to badger you for early results or come down to poke his nose in your shit again if you serve him Tongue Tea that you of course, 100%, actually drink because you're soooo crazy! and then it's hilarious to pretend to serve to a-yao later when he drops by.

essentially, has anyone here read Order Of The Stick? yknow that bit where Belkar has a bowlful of brains, but mentions that he doesn't actually eat them, it's just really funny and helps his rep if people think he does? yeah

one character i love seeing them interact with

I'm going to go for xxc, specifically when xxc isn't aware of who he is. The edited personality xy has around him, and the genuine affection and playfulness we see near the end of their relationship, is just so charming and fascinating in contrast with the edgelord we know and love. in relation to the last answer, while it's more complicated than that, it's sort of like seeing xy without that extra 'don't fuck with me' layer. he's still recognizably himself, blunt and rude with a sharp sense of humor and bitterness about what happened to him, but in between jobs, in this place where the one person who could recognize him doesn't, with a roof over his head and no immediate worries--past his initial scheming and wariness, xue yang relaxes for possibly the only time in his life. he fixes the roof and gets groceries and 'i'm discriminating against the blind' becomes a household joke.** he just gets to be... a person, no history attached, for the first time in his life, and it's still incredible to watch.

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more

would have LOVED to see any kind of interaction at any time btwn him and Su Minshan

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character

re: him and Su Minshan, taking for granted they they DID know each other, I like the idea their relationship actually... improved somewhat after Xue Yang came back to Jinlintai from Yi City. prior to that their relationship mainly consisted of xue yang cheerfully bullying the shit out of sms every chance he got while sms silently fumed and took whatever petty revenges he could; but when XY came back around to be like 'heyyyy i need a lot of materials to work on resurrecting my not-boyfriend, where's that work contract?', despite xy's occasional increases in instability they just... got along a bit better. SMS had matured enough he could shrug off some of XY's more juvenile prodding, XY found him less irritating due to that + an increase in the amount of atrocities SMS had committed in the interim, and XY clearly caring about XXC and wanting to resurrect him (whether he also presented it then as 'I just want him as a fierce corpse slave!' or not) sort of... humanized him to SMS, who'd previously taken XY's whole deal at face value and hadn't perceived him as someone capable of that level of emotion. cue jgy being very relieved he doesn't always have to separate them after 20 minutes anymore

* This is not to say XY isn't mentally ill as fuck (affectionate), he definitely is. He even, imo, smokescreens some of the more inconvenient bits inside his ~I'm sooo crazy!~ act (I'm not impulsive in a way that causes me to sometimes do not-smart things before i even realize I'm gonna do it! I meant to do that bc i'm weeeird! i'm a weirdo!). Just wanted to make that clear bc I didn't want to come across as saying XY isn't MI/unstable/has genuine Issues 😂

** look when the 'i fucked with you and made you pull the short straw' thing with xxc happens, I'm pretty sure xy says 'i'm bullying the blind again' or smth similar, and after all a-qing's accusations of it early on i'm just choosing to believe it's a household meme

#veliseraptor #god these asks are gonna take a bit if they're each a fuckin novel like this one ldjisjdf #xue yang

[himitsu-luna]

Headcanon

⸰ֺ⭑Nct 127 - Ideal types⭑ֺ⸰

❥︎𑁍 Taeil

Someone like the moon. Serene, a comforting presence, humble, but that still possesses various interesting facets and is able to light the darkest room. Someone with a magnetic aura, whose presence is subtle, but when they are not around, they are definetely missed. Someone soft who inspire romantic thoughts and actions. Someone cute but that doesn't realize it. Someone silly who makes him smile and laugh at the smallest things, that vibes with him in a deeper level. Someone simple, as chill as him, as free spirited as him, who will be up to do anything with him. Someone who has the ability to make the most complicated thing look easy, that can vanish any bad feelings with a reassuring smile or touch. Someone that appreciates his entire being and all of his perfect imperfections.

❥︎𑁍 Johnny

Someone like the sun. Spontaneous, warm, bright, inviting, that makes him feel that life would be impossible without them. Someone that smiles a lot and laughs easily, that is kind of random. Someone visionary, free, that just catches his hand and says "let's go!". Someone who is genuine in everything they do and say, that sees no problem in saying "I'm sorry" or "I was wrong". Someone hardworking, that works more for others than for themselves. Someone with whom he can have cheesy pick up lines battles and that can make him flustered at the end. Someone that has firm steps and knows where they are going, that has a broad vision of life. Someone balanced, 50% emotional and 50% rational.

❥︎𑁍 Taeyong

Someone like a lighthouse. Always there to guide him, to show him that he is not alone, to show him the way when he feels lost, someone he knows that will be there for him, waiting for him at that same spot, with unchanged feelings. Someone dependable and reliable, with a motherly instinct, but that still has their inner child jumping and playing at times. Someone wise, from whom he can always learn a new thing. Someone that can make him slow down sometimes to enjoy a peaceful afternoon. Someone that can read, match and change his moods, that knows exactly what to do in every situation, that makes him feel safe and understood. Someone that goes to him with open arms and always listen to him before listening to anyone else.

❥︎𑁍 Yuta

Someone like a painting. Expressive, colorful, admirable, interesting, full of layers, that show themselves completely, but there's always some detail yet to be discovered if you look at them from a different angle. Someone fair, just, loyal, that kind of person that you can trust completely. Someone that actually doesn't fall for his pranks, because they are always one step ahead. Someone playful, sincere, open minded, free of judgements, that just want people to be happy and prays everyday for this world to get peace. Someone who matches his intensity, but is far from being competitive. Someone strong, maybe tough, but that has soft spots for a lot of cute little things. Someone kind and generous, that is always ready to help others.

❥︎𑁍 Doyoung

Someone like a precious crystal. Beautiful, transparent, formed with a lot of patience, that takes the hardships in life to become a better person, that seems delicate but is actually very strong, extremely precious and valuable in every way. Someone with an extremely good heart and a charming great mind. Someone who forgives easily, even though they shouldn't. Someone who is good with words, that expresses themselves well, that is honest with their feelings and share them with him. Someone who has the sense of commitment and give their all in the relationship. Someone who gets along with his family and friends. Someone who has eyes just for him, that is his supporting system, his number one fan, that recognizes all of his efforts. Someone who truly listen to others and keep in their hearts everyone's story.

❥︎𑁍 Jaehyun

Someone like an old love song. Filled with tender emotions, ageless, classic, someone who evoque sweet memories everytime he looks at them, someone who validates his thoughts and feelings. Someone who makes him miss them, that makes him smile with just one text message. Someone that doesn't push or rush him, that is in the same wavelenght as him, that walk in the same pace as him, that makes him feel comfortable and relaxed, that brings harmony to his life. Someone encouraging, that makes him gladly go out of his comfort zone sometimes. Someone entertaining, creative, that comes up with the most brilliant and funny thoughts from time to time. Someone fascinating, charming, passionate, that speaks with their whole body when they get excited.

❥︎𑁍 Winwin

Someone like the ocean. Deep, pacific, that makes him feel free and calm, that has the strong power to pull him to them, that gives him that feeling that the world is huge and there's so many things he doesn't know yet . Someone who gets his walls down, that makes him wanting to be the chaser. Someone who accepts him, who understands him, who doesn't suffocate or pressure him on acting in a certain way. Someone considerate, respectful, a gentle and ethereal soul. Someone that people may label as traditional, but that has a truly rich inner world, that they share only with him. Someone that quietly takes care of him just for the sake of caring, without any greed or second intentions.

❥︎𑁍 Jungwoo

Someone like a flower. Sweet, unique, fresh, that attracts people to them, fill everyone with happiness and with the feeling that at the end things will be alright and that life is indeed beautiful and worth living. Someone supportive, that will stay by his side and will make him their priotity. Someone who shows unconditional trust on him, on his feelings, on his thoughts, that makes him feel confident about himself. Someone with a hint of a genius mind, that can follow his thoughts, and that has thousands of hobbies, because they like to keep their mind running. Someone who won't deny his affection and will give him all the hugs he needs.

❥︎𑁍 Mark

Someone like the sky. Pure, sincere, soft, clear, that shelters everybody under their veil with no prejudice, that makes him want to fly high. Someone easy to deal with, that doesn't like conflicts, but that also knows how to protect themselves and the ones that need to be protected. Someone who gets involved in his daily life, that shows interest in the things he does. Someone empathetic, positive, cute, kind, soft spoken, that sees the bright side of the world. Someone who feels like a best friend, that greet him with a high five followed by a sweet little peck. Someone overall calm and chill, but that also has lots of chaotic moments that makes him burst into giggles.

❥︎𑁍 Haechan

Someone like the stars. Cute, special, lovely, that shines on their own and helps others find their own light, that is there even if you don't see them, that makes his eyes sparkle. Someone as wild as him, as intelligent as him, that thinks quick and acts quicker. Someone sweet and friendly, that makes sure everyone feels included. Someone who recognizes him and takes him seriously, that talks to him about any subject: politics, food, tv shows, science, business, everything. Someone affectionate, that hugs him, kisses him, that says him at the end of the day "You did great!". Someone that gently point him his hits and misses, that is always leading him to improvement. Someone mature yet carefree, funny and bubbly at their core.

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