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gaiaxygang · 5 months
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A Small Perth & Chimon Timeline
Since I like procrastinating post about Perth and Chimon excessively, I decided to put together a small timeline of them and some of their works! I'm definitely missing a few things because I've been a fan for under 6 months but I wanted to share (under the cut ↓)
Excuse my poor formatting again, I'm more used to word vomiting www
Before I talk about PerthChimon(TM),
I would like to bring up some of Chimon's previous projects. Chimon has been acting as a full time career since 2016, due to financial problems his family faced. His first named role was Nack from Sweet Boy (I won't be posting it because I don't. like the movie lmfao). Later that year he joined GMMTV as a supporting character in Senior Secret Love: My Lil Boy 2.
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(this is also where he met Nanon! They've know eachother for almost 8 years now)
In 2017, he was cast in My Dear Loser: Edge of 17 as Sun, in a side pairing alongside Pluem Purim. The two of them would star as In-Sun again in My Dear Loser: Happy Ever After (2017) and Our Skyy (2018)'s My Dear Loser episode. This is when (I suspect) Chimon became more well known in English fandom spaces, playing one half of a BL side pairing.
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(the in-sun cut doesn't do them justice i should make my own someday)
So... what about Perth?
Sometime after My Dear Loser, in 2017, Chimon was cast as the lead in Please... Siang RIak Winyan, or Please... Soul Call (I will be calling it 'Please' from here on).
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(i like the opening theme song its very good)
Perth was cast as a supporting character by its director New Siwaj, who had met Perth when he was auditioning for various advertisements. Perth and Chimon met for the first time during Please's workshops, but didn't talk much, if at all as their characters didn't share any scenes and Perth was (and still is) naturally very quiet, keeping to himself.
Please is 6 episodes long, and the first 4 episodes were subtitled by lovelyperthmarks on Youtube. I personally don't think the show is anything extraodinary, but definitely fun to watch if you want to see how much Perth and Chimon have grown!
And after that,
After Please, Perth and Chimon proceeded with their own projects. Perth was later cast in Love By Chance (2018) by, again, New Siwaj where his popularity kind of.... exploded...... you could say (lol). Around the same time, Chimon starred in several GMMTV series, including The Gifted (2018), one of the more well known non-BL GMMTV series.
Perth worked on a few shows, including The Stranded (2019), one of the earliest Netflix shows produced by Thai companies starring Thai actors. He was also in TEMPT, a boy band featuring multiple Love By Chance cast members that disbanded later in 2020. Perth eventually went freelance some time in 2020, starring in a few projects like his first movie Tell The World I Love You (2022), and My Coach (2022).
Similarly, Chimon worked on several GMMTV series such as He's Coming To Me (2019), The Gifted Graduation (2020), and The Player (2021). He also worked on a few non-GMMTV shows, such as Put Your Head On My Shoulder (2019) and was a main host of TV show School Rangers from 2018 to 2023 (HE'S GRADUATING!!!!!). He also vlogs on his Youtube channel occasionally, something that he says he wants to go back to if he has the time.
In 2020, they did a photoshoot together at Fantopia for... no apparent reason? I really can't think of a reason Perth would be put with them lolol. I don't have the high quality version of this but I'm sure its out there somewhere!!!
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(Chimon, his old BL partner, his close friend that he's been in several shows with, and his future BL partner)
At some point, Perth and Chimon became casual friends through their mutual friends Ohm and Nanon. I'm not super sure when this happened but they talk about this a bit in this interview! This clip also has a few other interesting things like how Chimon declined taking BL roles after Pluem went to do other projects, but P'Aof managed to convince him because he would be paired with Perth. Which leads me into...
Perth in GMMTV
In April 2022, Perth was announced as a new GMMTV artist. He made a guest appearance in Vice Versa (2022), but had no announced projects until GMMTV2023.
In July 2022, Perth and Chimon attended the KAZZ Awards 2022 as a duo. Perth and Chimon were also both part of Safe House Season 4: Vote (2022) where they grew to be close friends. I assume this is also when Perth was added to NLMG's cast and ChopperBen was written in. It's also possible Dangerous Romance was in early planning stages but I cannot confirm this.
At this point, Never Let Me Go had already been announced as part of the GMMTV2022 lineup. It featured Chimon as Ben, Nuengdiao's (eventual) ex boyfriend and someone else (SORRY I CAN NOT REMEMBER WHO.......) as Chopper, Nuengdiao's cousin. There was no ChopperBen romantic storyline even hinted at in the pilot trailer.
Phuwin Makes An Oopsie
On 17th September 2022, Phuwin posted this image on Twitter.
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See anyone familiar in the corner? That is indeed Perth Tanapon himself! At this point there was no information about NLMG and any cast change, and Pond, Phuwin and Perth decided to post this (well. Phuwin posted it but the other 2 didn't stop him) because surely no one would know. They were told to take it down but the same day, people started speculating about Perth's role in NLMG.
People had started wondering if they would be paired together in a series from KAZZ Awards and Safe House S4, and Phuwin posting Perth on the workshop of a series Chimon was already in (we will get to this later) confirmed it for everyone. Before we got NLMG's official trailer in November, however, we got...
Dangerous Romance
At GMMTV2023, which was held in November 2022 (days before NLMG's official trailer was released), the pilot trailer for Dangerous Romance was revealed and PerthChimon were confirmed as an official pairing. Perth was immediately cast as Kanghan and Chimon as Sailom soon after, since they could match eachother's acting ability well and were a good fit for the roles (I can't find the source for this it got lost in my 82374983 PC bookmarks. Here's who I think is P'Aof talking about why PC were paired though!)
Throughout this time, Perth and Chimon were in several events together, including GMMTV FanDay in Osaka and too many promotional events for me to keep track of. I might make a separate post for them someday. My personal favourite is Bookfluencer x PerthChimon, where they promoted the release of Dangerous Romance's novel.
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(catboys)
In April 2023, Dangerous Romance's workshops started. It lasted for 4 days
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Later in May 2023, KanghanSailom fitting pics were also released!
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(other cast member fitting pics weren't released until the official trailer aired. the fitting seems to have been in mid May!)
And soon, at the start of June 2023, Dangerous Romance officially began filming. The filming lasted until August 2023, including the music video filming (and recording!), though there was a day they had to go back to reshoot a few scenes (you can see this in the series, they have noticably different hair).
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(beautiful location for the end of a beautiful series!!! the whole process was tracked meticulously by thisblackyellow on twitter, you can read their thread here but please be aware of spoilers!!!!!!)
Ever since then, PerthChimon have been doing promotional events and fanmeetings. They filmed 3 episodes of vlogs, were in GMMTV Fanday 6 in Seoul as well as GMMTV Fanday 7 in Cambodia, GMMTV Fanfest 2023 in Japan, and have already been confirmed as part of LOL Fanfest 2024! And of course, the Dangerous Romance Final Ep Fanmeet taking place (checks notes) TOMORROW?!?!?!?!
So this ended up longer than I thought. Happy almost Dangerous Romance EP 12 day!!! Let's keep supporting Perth and Chimon next year too.
(and thank you to @kessthenorthface for asking me to do this <3_<3 it was really fun to put together!!!)
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megaawkwardhuman · 9 months
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*slowly puts on tinfoil hat* 1000TH NEW PROMO AND OMFG YA BOY HAS SOME THOUGHTS ON IT
we're getting to the point where we're going to get A LOT of new promos which yay for new shit!
SOOOOO
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I'M HALF RIGHT?
OK SO the promo clearly has multiple clips from the next season BUT focusing on the ones that at least I could put together at some point not just nandor know but I think they all know?
by the looks of it there's going to be an episode where laszlo reveals what he and guillermo have been testing cuz we see who I'm assuming is laslzo asking about things vampires can do
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then later we see the rice scene and nadja commenting on guillermo attempting to fly
so I think it's safe to say the whole guillermo trying to get turned but it getting fucked up thing probably won't be a secret for TOO long (low key kinda glad)
my main question now is WHAT leads to them telling them?
cuz this is very obviously not the first episode so what the fuck happens that causes laszlo to call in back up?
I'm assuming this isn't too late into the season and nothing BIG happens that causes them to spill
I mean they probably tell them at the end of an episode and them all collectively trying to test guillermo's vampyness (yes I know that's not a word) will take up an entire episode by the looks of it
so maybe either they hit a block, not that long after asking laszlo for help he tells the group, or guillermo feels that the rest should know about this so he gets laszlo to tell them cause maybe they're more likely to believe him
maybe we've (or at least I've) been reading the whole laszlo and guillermo spending more time together thing wrong and while he knows it's for a good reason nandor is jealous not just because laszlo is spending more time with guillermo but because he's learning how to be a vampire with someone else?
cause like even if it's just tests and there's a real chance he could be unturnable since he's been there for guillermo ever since day 1 he wants to be there for him when he finally figures out what's going on with him good or bad
maybe to him this is like teaching a kid how to ride a bike and he doesn't want to miss a second of it
buuuut due to how weird this all is he instead turned to laszlo instead of him and well nandor can't help but be jealous of laz taking not only guillermo's time but valuable moments nandor wants to have with guillermo that he possibly won't get now
BUT ALL OF THAT IS UNDER THE ASSUMPTION THAT LASZLO TELLS THEM WHY HE NEEDS A LIST OF THINGS VAMPIRES DO
it's also possible laz just asks them and doesn't tell them why or comes up with an excuse
my original theory of nandor just thinking they're testing myths could still stand
nandor could also just wanna spend more time with guillermo even if he has no idea what they're doing just cause he misses spending all his time with him and is still worried he's growing distant ever since the crate incident and freddie fuck fest
idk it's 4 am I should really be heading to bed 😅
SIDE NOTE SINCE I JUST THOUGHT OF THIS BUT I'M TOO LAZY TO PUT IT INTO ITS OWN POST
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I personally think this scene will be a moment where guillermo thinks about telling nandor about the whole derek thing but for one reason or another (something nandor says, not know how he'll react, feeling bad etc etc) he doesn't tell him and instead just wishes him a good night
like that's the face of a man who's about to say something but instead says something else to not hurt anyone (IDK COULD JUST BE ME)
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crunchypecans · 7 days
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A/N: how did I think Vessel's stage character wasn't human?😭
Warnings: the mention of having heart problems while drinking and mention of infidelity, ALSO IDK HOW TO WRITE AN ARGUMENT???
Los Angeles Girls - Chap 3
Vessel x fem!reader
Chapter one Chapter two Chapter three
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Another week, another day. I now have Vessel's number saved to my phone, and he visited the restaurant for the last time on Sunday yesterday because of his “concert ritual”. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss him following me around during my shift like a lost duckling.
It's funny how someone could feel so close to another in just a few days. I hope he visits again soon, because I can't take another regular customer trying to replace Vessel and get close to me. I won't let it happen.
After my shift, I'm hanging out with Cherie and Tasha again. We're in a park, sitting on a bench while they moon over their boyfriends Instagram pictures. The atmosphere surprisingly smells good, like spring, and there's a slight cool breeze. Then the girls start talking about something else aside from their boyfriends.
Tasha nudges me, and I think it's the first time either of them has ever noticed my existence. “Who was that guy you were hanging out with all day the other day?” She asked with a small smile.
“Uhh…” God, should I tell her or is she gonna try to get with him? That's the kind of vibes I get from these two. “His name—you’re not gonna believe it. He's… not your style…?” I add hesitantly.
“No, just tell us. Please?” She looks genuinely curious.
“Don't be a bitch, tell us who your new boyfriend is.” Cherie forces herself into the conversation, and I feel like punching her.
But I stay calm. “I'm not a bitch, Cherie. Remember, not everyone has to be like you.” Oh? Maybe not that calm. Since I can literally feel my blood boiling.
“Excuse me?” She scoffs and gets up to stand in front of me. I flinch, cause who the fuck does she think she is?
All she does is talk shit on me and ignore me and invite me to things just as some kind of trophy. Like all I am is an accessory, and honestly, she is in no place to be judgemental.
“That guy probably doesn't even like you. He'd much rather be with me if he got a chance to see me and not be smothered by your fakeness.” I gasp and stand up to get face to face with her.
“You're one to talk.”
“Guys let’s-”
“Shut the fuck up, Tasha, life isn't rainbows and cookies like you think it is. I guess that's why your boyfriend still sleeps with me instead of you.” Cherie retorts, obviously fucking irritated to the core.
Okay, so we're all in this together, now, all of a sudden? I look over at Tasha and see tears brimming her sweet brown eyes and her tan cheeks heating up red. Obviously she didn't know that what Cherie said was true. Immediately, I go to bat for her, because no sweetheart will cry on my watch.
“I think that makes you a whore, Cherie. Sleeping with your best friends boyfriend is super lame, outdated, and fake.” Can't believe all this started just because I wouldn't tell them about Vessel. He is mine to gatekeep, anyway!
I sit next to Tasha as Cherie walks away, I'm assuming embarrassed. I know Tasha was a big hugger, so I wrapped my arms around her and gently stroked her black curls. I've always liked Tasha a little more, because I could tell she wasn't as fake and ignorant as Cherie was.
But to my surprise, she pulled away and quickly ran before her tears could spill. I know she needs comfort, but maybe she needs space. I could understand, being hurt multiple times before. I'll ask her to hang out tomorrow.
I texted Vess when I got home, but I didn't tell him about today's events.
Vess: hello pretty LA girl I met about three days ago
Me: hi vessel
Vess: why unenthusiastic text, dear? :(
Me: no reason, just tired
Vess: friends being asses again?
Me: no actually are you surprised?
Vess: yes.
Me: what's with the period.
Vess: nothing, waitress lady, how was your day?
Terrible. Hot. Sad. Depressing. Like every day is.
Me: alright, how about yours, mr brit of the city
Vess: hmmm, stressful. Band stuff, yk?
Me: no, I don't know because I don't have a band, but I assume you've been traveling the world, huh?
Vess: I'm the new Mr. Worldwide
Me: NO WAY💀
Vess: YES WAY.
I don't know how long we spend texting and giggling and joking around over text, but he certainly did make my mood better. I go grocery shopping, pay my bills and taxes so I can continue living for another free month, and go out to the bar. Where I find Tasha.
What is she doing here? Well, she did go through heartbreak. But Tasha hates alcohol. I know this because of the group chat I'm in, when Cherie asked her out for drinks and she said she didn't drink because of some heart problem.
Before she could take a shot, I gently tapped her on the shoulder with a small and soft smile.
“Oh… hi. Sorry for running away earlier. I needed some space, because…” her voice trailed off and I saw the tears again. I quickly tried to console her by sitting down and gently rubbing her shoulder.
“No, no honey, don't worry. Cherie was a bitch for that, you're okay.”
“She's not-... Well, okay, maybe she is. But… you gotta understand why. She's been hurt before, she was cheated on by one of her exes.” She tries to say it like it was no big deal.
“That's no excuse for your boyfriend to cheat on you, and for her to just tell you so harshly like that. Your innocence is your own, no one should ever take advantage of it like Cherie did.” I took her shot and drank it.
“Hey-”
“Nope. You said you had a heart problem and therefore can't have alcohol, so I'm gonna be the one to look after you tonight so you don't die. Come on, let's go to McDonald's and get your ass a Big Mac.” I stand up and grab her hand gently, taking the wide smile on her face as consent to drag her out to my busted car.
We're halfway there, she's in the passenger seat, silent as ever, before she starts up again.
“Cherie would usually tell me to suck it up. I think you're a better friend, though. I'm glad I broke up with her.” She smiled at me, and that made my heart throb.
“Don't listen to what Cherie says. She's lame, you're a sweet girl that deserves the world. And if your boyfriend can't see that also, then maybe he's a douche.” I shrug and she chuckled.
“Thank you. I never liked talking shit with Cherie, she picks out every little flaw in people. That's why I tried avoiding talking about you, because you're actually cool.”
“Awww. Thank you, Tasha.” I park in the parking lot and get out, Tasha following me out as we walk into the restaurant together.
We ordered our food (which was a lot) and sat down, joking and giggling at each other like we should. She snorts when she laughs sometimes, and it's cute. It might be Tasha's lucky day, because a cute and rich looking man comes up to her and asks her out.
“Hey. I walked in, I couldn't help but notice how cute you were, just smiling and laughing like that.” He says, voice all deep like he could be a voice actor.
“No thank you. Sorry, not in the mood for another relationship right now.” She gave him her signature sweet smile and my jaw dropped as he walked away.
“Girl! What was that for?” I can tell she's having fun with me because she giggles in response.
“I don't like going out with strangers. I don't know that man, why would I get his number?” She has a point.
We continue eating and sipping our sodas like we can own the place. Unfortunately, we don't. We get milkshakes and I drive her back home well past midnight before driving myself home. I'd be a good boyfriend.
I unlock the door to my apartment, and as it swings open, I can't help but gasp dramatically.
“Hello again…”
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conchelle · 1 year
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So I've thought a little bit more about Subahibi. Some of my opinions have changes while others have solidified. Its definitely a visual novel that invites the reader to come to their own conclusion about whats happening and yeah, I think I'm gonna do just that.
I still don't accept the simple message of "Live Happily" from this VN. To me it just doesn't make sense if you even begin to think about what happened in the first half.
But then I realized a crucial detail that I was missing. Perspectives. Each chapter is told in an individual character's perspective. There is no solid information given in Subahibi. Only interpretations through another character's lens. The only way we can confirm the existence is something is if it's consistent enough with multiple accounts.
By the end of Subahibi we are still locked to someone perspective. That being Tomosane. In the end what the reader takes away from him is to "Live Happily."
As a core message, this fails for reasons I've already went on and on about. But then I stopped and considered. What if this wasn't the story itself trying to relay a message, but rather the advice from a cast of characters with heavy survivorship bias.
That's when everything made sense to me. The character we're left with by the end of the story are more or less completely uninvolved with the characters we came to knew in the first half. Tomosane doesn't know anything about Zakuro. Hasaki never really got to know the Takuji her brother ended up becoming. Yuki never even got a chance to meet anyone who atteneded Kita high school
They don't know the suffering of the characters who didn't survive. They only know their own and their own recovery. Living Happily worked in their situation and that's the advice they had to relay.
From that viewpoint, that message makes complete sense. I can accept that. But it just brings up probably the biggest issue I have with the story.
The first half and second half of Subahibi are almost completely unrelated.
Subahibi is a remake of a 1997 visual novel called Tsui no Sora that more or less follows the same story beats as the first half. So basically the original plot was written without what would become the second half of Subahibi in mind. And yeah it really shows.
Everything in the first half of Subahibi that relates to the second half just feels like a convenient excuse. The story tries to make the viewer think "Ooooo does this story have supernatural elements? Or maybe it's all just mental illness oooooo~"
The story really wants to throw me for a loop and I'm just not buying it because the fact that the whole Supernatural or Mental dilemma exists at tells me all I need to know.
Because the thing is. Everything that could possibly be the work of some kind of super wacky magic powers just make more sense when you frame them in a more human lens.
Was Mamiya really possessed by his deceased brother or is it just years of abuse and being forced to take on the image of his dead brother that destroyed his mental state and sense of self?
It just seems like a no-brainer to me. Why would you even attempt to insert the idea that supernatural magic can be involved when the explanation already provided is sufficient and realistic enough?
Did the trauma Mamiya experience cause him to develop DID or was it just Yuki and his original soul inhabiting his body the whole time?
Again. In this context the more fantastical option just makes less sense. The whole "magic" aspect is never expanded or developed enough to make me believe that this could even be a possibility in this world as opposed to trauma and mental illness which the first half of the story heavily focuses on.
My main issue with the second half of the story is just the fact that all it's attempts to connect and relate to the first half feel completely out of place. It pretends that its trying to throw some interesting questions at you to ponder about when in reality every question it brings up has already been logically explained in the first half.
It all just feels like a convenient excuse to distract the viewer from realizing that the second half practically throws everything you already know in the garbage and desperately tries to confuse you in hopes you won't notice. None of the characters we leave off with have anything to do with the characters we start off with.
Mamiya Takuji? Completely retconned. Despite being a whole person with thoughts and desires his entire character is wiped and never mentioned again. If we look at this from a completely realistic lens. His trauma is completely wiped cleaned and his cured from all mental illness. He doesn't get to improve as person or recover, he just reverts back to the younger version except with all the knowledge of someone of his current age. It doesn't make sense.
So let's look at this from the magic supernatural lens. His personality is wiped because it's actually his evil dead brother that's possessing his body and eventually he comes back and make the evil spirit go away!
None of these ideas are thoughtfully developed and one explanation shows gaping holes in the writing while the other is a more feel good quick excuse that tells the viewer not to dwell on it too much. Either way they both accomplish the same goal of completely writing out one of the most important characters to the first half so they can loosely connect him to the "true" protagonist of the second half.
How about Zakuro? She's a pretty integral character in the first half. She more or less kickstarts the plot so what's up with her? Despite being deceased her presence is heavy in the narrative and ends up effecting a good amount of the characters. So what do they do with her in the second half? Nothing? Absolutely nothing? Cool!
Like I get it. In the end her death wasn't anything more than just that. She lived and she died but the characters inflate her existence into something more even though she was mostly ignored while she was living. She wasn't a God or a savior. She was just a girl and that's fine.
The issue is that by the second half her entire existence has become irrelevant. None of the characters we follow know anything about her other than the fact that her suicide was the catalyst to all of this.
We never get a follow up on what really happened afterwards. It's implied she still has a family out there but they never make themselves known. Apparently it was a huge thing in the news but this is only mentioned in a passing statement. Despite it having an impact on so many people the cast we're left with barely acknowledges it.
Yuki is a whole character I genuinely don't even feel like going in depth into. Apparently she exists because Takuji wanted the ideal version of himself to be the only version of himself and in order to do that the old Yuki would be replaced by this new one who had the same personality but none of the memories and this had to happen because...reasons.
Her character really is just the most convenient excuse as to why the Yuki we end up seeing in the second half doesn't align with the first one we see. Once again she's just another character that very loosely relates to the second half and is quickly written out of the story when convenient.
The ending of Subahibi resolves all its conflict by writing out all the characters that were involved in the conflict. The conflict can't exist without the characters driving the story so how do you come to a resolution? Just remove them. Make them irrelevant. Takuji was obliterated from existence. Zakuro was forgotten. Yuki just stopped being relevant. So of course the characters in the second half got their happy ending. They were barely involved with the events that happened.
So in the end what do they have to say about everything that transpired? A simple message that has nothing to do with the events that actually occurred.
There is a third ending though. It's very vague and the most popular interpretations of it is that Ayana is somehow the ruler of this universe. Whether it be her dream, she's God disguised as a human, or she's the writer's self insert. It intentionally invites the viewer to come to their own conclusion about what all of this really is. And you know what? Yeah. I like it.
I feel it's way more in line with the themes Subahibi was trying to present than any forced happy ending for characters who could matter less. For a story like this, yeah.
I've seen a huge split between people who feel like the story dragged on and picked up in the second half and people who thought the story was interesting in the first half and fell off it the second. I'm not surprise there's such a divide because they are fundamentally two different stories with a very small convenient thread connecting them
I never really mentioned how I feel about the second half's narrative on it's own. I think it's alright for what is is. But of course it's greatly held back by the fact that it's trying to tell a story by hijacking another one. It's at its best when it doesn't even try to connect the two.
idk idk these are my thoughts. maybe they'll change again but I feel pretty solid on this
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tiger-gemii · 1 year
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I've been asked by multiple therapists if I journal, and I always say no, but today I'm realizing, I do journal. It just doesn't look like journaling. It looks like tumblr posts no one reads, that I tag with pers. Once again, I do things my way and therefore it doesn't count as proper to my messed up mind. Well, today it counts.
He got married, and I've got so many feelings about it, they're hard to sort out.
First off is the compersion, the happiness and joy. He posted a picture and omgosh his face! He's gotten older (duh) and he's got smile lines and crows feet, and I can see the joy in his face. It makes me grin like a dam fool to see.
I know she's part of that joy, and that makes me feel grateful. I know nothing about her beyond a name, have no interest in learning either, but I am thankful to her for being in his life and being part of his joy.
I have my own joy too. I look at him happy, thriving, and I recognize more what I have in my life. I have wonderful kids, a good group of friends, and some amazing partners. I'm happy with how my life is. I'm satisfied.
I'm also proud. Proud of him for his accomplishments, and proud of myself compared to what I thought my life would be when he moved away. I never lost my hope, but I lost my vision of our future when he left, and I've struggled when my own vision has changed through the years, but oh my god am I proud of where I am now.
I'm also sad and grieving. I feel like I've lost something I never had the chance to have. It's like that feeling of wanting to go home, but never having found a place to call home. I call it melancholy but I don't know if that's accurate. I know I'm grieving fantasy, and that's okay. I thought I had let those fantasies go long ago but it seems I was wrong, and that's okay. Mistakes are allowed, maybe even encouraged.
I also miss him. I know I don't know him, I know I'm in love with the him of my memories and fantasies, but all the same, I miss him. That never fades.
What I want to do about all this is message him. Find some excuse, some semi plausible reason to message him. We haven't talked in almost 4 years, but I want nothing more than to be his friend.
What I'm going to do though is work on it and figure out how to Let Go. Not stop loving, because I don't think I can, but let go of the fantasy. I'm not going to message him. I'm probably going to dream about him still, and fantasize about accidentally running into him, and try to find excuses to just be in that city, but I'm not going to plan how to make that happen.
At the end of it all, I love him, and I'm happy for him, and I think that's healthy.
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gaycey-sketchit · 2 years
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(Gary anon) Yup, makes me not looking forward to the excuses fans will come up with when Ash defeats Cynthia; even with the battle being a long-awaited dream since DP. And, if Ash vs Leon isn't a full battle... (I'm gonna guess it's probably an "effort" to make Hop look more pitiful. And I couldn't tell ya if the side that wants to uplift him, by downplaying his brother. Or the other side that grows tired of friendly rivals and likes to dunk on them often) I think that's one of the sole
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(Part 2) reasons why I put off looking at Undertale, besides the *multiple paths and endings. (*Which Let's Players were given a hard time about) Sans alone perfectly describes the era of when that game dropped. At least it didn't cause Toby Fox to quit, but I believe the fandom did stress him out at points when it really blew up. (People really need to understand how much game developing [and animation] is time-consuming; and unfortunately, some things have to be dropped in order stuff to)
(Part 3) (work. And the fact some folks are not being paid enough for the crunch time they do. Some complaints I understand, but please learn the process first) Have to find the time to read the whole series in full; the RBY saga I remember finishing with bits and pieces of everything else. As far as Blue, I remember him eventually being this big brother mentor to Silver, which isn't too unlike what's apparently happening in Pokemon Masters currently. Just with different personalities. And him
(Part4) training under Chuck when he was younger. (I think the one thing I would have preferred is Blastoise not being unveiled under their Johto battle, but rather Gary's prelim matches to give some type of build up. And Ash deducing himself to bring back Charizard rather than Brock doing it) I still think we're kinda owed a childhood flashback, besides that very brief 'at the movies' one.
(Part 5) Chances of Journeys rectifying that has largely dwindled. Eh, I'm not losing sleep over it, just a bonus at this point. But yeah, OS writing hurt some things. (Hmm, heard we might get more episode titles this week, possibly up to 3. We know 2 of those will be the rest of the first round) We'll see how TRio fares in this tournament.
Yeah, that's going to be a whole thing.
Could be. Could be both sides doing that also.
Yeah, the fandom put me off of it for quite a while too. (It took two years for me to cave and finally watch a couple LPs. I wish I'd been able to experience it without any spoilers, but I cried the first time I saw the true pacifist ending anyway.) Yeah, people pressuring LPers to do things a certain way were kind of... missing the point? Because in a game where most of your choices have some kind of consequence, people should get to make their choices and see what happens.
Yeah, I'm kind of amazed at how Toby Fox managed to handle... all of that. And to this day he's still active on social media sometimes.
Yeah. Game development takes so much time and effort and the people who do it are not being paid enough.
Yeah, same. I managed to get my hands on the first four volumes a few years back and I've read and reread those and that's basically it, but I've heard interesting things.
Blue and Silver actually interacting sounds so good, I love them. (Reminds me, I need to try to pick Masters back up.)
Oh, yeah, that would've been good.
Despite how much the chances of it have dwindled, I'm still yearning for a childhood flashback. Would love to see the boys at their most baby so much. I'll be fine if it doesn't happen but if it does, it'll be fantastic.
Ooh, episode titles. That'll be interesting.
Yeah, we'll see! Here's hoping all goes well!
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you said you miss ta au,,,,consider this ask an excuse to share more ideas for them 🤲🏾
Let's see, let's see....
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"Do you understand my problem with you? Professor?" Quinlan Vos adds the honorific as a mocking afterthought, not at all the way his best friend does.
Obi-Wan says professor like he's caressing every syllable with his tongue, like every letter stands for something else, like it's a pet name and a proposition all at once.
And the worst part is, out of the pair of best friends, only one of them knows he's doing it.
And that man is sitting across the tiny cafe table from him right now, drumming his fingers on the wooden surface.
"I...can wager a guess," Anakin shifts in his seat. There is no reason at all for him to feel guilty. They'd waited.
For the most part. A bit of casual bar groping aside, a bit of throwing Obi-Wan up on his dinner table aside. They'd waited for Anakin's class to finish, for Obi-Wan to be released from his TAing obligations for that one particular module.
Now it's January, exam grades have been posted, and the second semester has begun. Anakin isn't even a professor at the same university anymore, Professor Plo Koon coming back from paternity leave with a laptop of baby pictures of his new daughter, Ahsoka, and an intent to retake the reins of his classes.
No, now Anakin is just kicking around in this tiny town. Ostensibly on a term-long break to work on his research paper.
Actually so he can spend as much time with his lips on Obi-Wan Kenobi's skin as he can before he has to leave.
And perhaps take Obi-Wan with him when he goes, providing that he's finished his Master's by then.
He thinks probably that's the reason behind Vos' absolute antipathy towards him. Both of them will get to keep Obi-Wan, of course, but only one of them will get to live with him. Will get to see him daily, like they've both gotten used to doing.
Actually, there isn't really much of a reason for Anakin to like Vos, now that he thinks about it. Except for the fact that it's apparently very important to Obi-Wan.
"You can, can you?" Vos taps harder at the table in front of him. "Good. You're probably half right."
Anakin stares.
"I've got multiple problems. See, my friend, Obi, he never lies to me. Not about the important stuff. I ask him how much he slept, what he had for breakfast, that sort of shit--maybe he'll lie. Ask him to go out for a run with me, and the man develops a debilitating headache in the span of a question. Bit of a liar, give you that, but no one knows him better than I do. Now he's lyin' constantly. Since Halloween. Told me he didn't know you at all, that's the only reason I ever let him go over."
"I'd say he's probably old enough to decide who he chooses to talk to at a bar," Anakin says stiffly, hand clenching into a fist on his knee. "Wouldn't you?"
"Yeah, I'd say maybe so, but the kid does stupid shit with a few shots of tequila in him. Shit like hit on his professor when his friend doesn't know any better than to keep him away. But then the worst bit, right? Professor hits on him right back."
Anakin controls the urge to flinch. "Vos--" he starts to say and then takes a measured breath. It's...not completely frowned upon, what happened between Obi-Wan and Anakin. Anakin, after all, was not Obi-Wan's point of contact for his dissertation, as he was filling in for Professor Koon. Obi-Wan worked alongside him, but he was never--beholden to him as student to teacher. The circumstances are more sketchy than Anakin wishes they could be, but it's not like Obi-Wan is a fresh-faced undergraduate.
But if Vos, who clearly knows more about when their relationship began than anyone else, were to take it to the Dean, there's a chance there could be consequences. For Anakin, but maybe even for Obi-Wan. Anakin doesn't like that thought at all.
"Quinlan," he starts again in a much more non confrontational voice, "I understand the hesitation here, I do, I know how it looks. But we waited until exams were graded and over. Both of us wanted to keep this as above bar as possible, alright? Because I care about Obi-Wan. I want him to be happy. And he's happy with me, you know he is, you've seen him since we've gotten together. Fine, maybe he was lying to you more in the fall than he ever did, but you can't pretend he's not happier now."
Quinlan crosses his arms and leans back in his chair to look at him. "And when you leave? Professor? What's he going to be like then?"
Anakin blinks at him and then looks down at the table between them. "I think I'd rather wait to discuss that first with Obi-Wan himself," he says carefully.
"Bullshit," Quinlan declares. "You're gonna leave, you two will try but it won't work out, will it? Three divorces under your belt, you can't tell me you think you've found The One in a ginger nerd whose favorite smell is daises."
"I do," is all Anakin says, words tearing themselves from his chest even as he tries to keep them in. But it's true. He does. It's Obi-Wan. It's always going to be Obi-Wan.
"I don't believe it," Vos tells him pointblank. "And I don't think Obi-Wan ever will either."
Anakin doesn't need Vos to tell him this. Sometimes Obi-Wan holds him back like he's scared Anakin's going to slip away in the middle of the night, and there's something almost desperate in the way he kisses him goodbye, every time.
"I'd spend the rest of my life proving it to him," he says in an undertone. "Given even the slightest hint from him he wants me to try."
He looks up and holds Quinlan's gaze, tries to fit how much he loves Obi-Wan into the wideness, wetness of his eyes. It's important that Quinlan approves, he knows enough about Obi-Wan to know that. That's why he accepted the other man's demand that he meet him for (cold, untouched) coffee thirty minutes from the university town.
Finally, amazingly, Quinlan drops his eyes. "Fine," he says. "You...fine. But Anakin Skywalker, if you have anything less than pure intentions towards Obi-Wan, I swear on my life---"
"Alright, I get it, I get it," Anakin holds his hands up, tactfully avoiding saying that he thinks Obi-Wan would be rather distressed if Anakin only had pure intentions towards him.
But...something about this seems too easy for how much he's agonized over it. "Are you really...is that...it?" He asks, sitting up in his chair. Is an honest conversation really all it takes to win Vos' approval.
Then Quinlan smirks at him and winks. "Not on your life. You know how much I've had to hear about your dick and muscles and tattoos in the last few months, Professor? Please."
Anakin furrows his eyebrows. "Then..."
"My mother was dying!" Vos cries as he leaps to his feet. "Dying, Adrian!"
The coffee shop goes absolutely quiet around them. Anakin thinks maybe he's dying.
"I'm sorry, alright! I'm sorry I wasn't around to be a warm body in your bed, but I thought we loved each other! I thought you understood! You told me you were pulling late nights in the office to help cover her medical bills, but I got them today, Adrian! Overdue! All of them! I trusted you!"
"Vos," Anakin gets out between gritted teeth. "This is really uncalled for--"
"Uncalled for! Uncalled for! My mother is dead, my husband has been cheating on me. Oh! You think I didn't realize you had a ginger skank on the side? What else could you be doing in the office that late except fucking your secretary! The fucking nerve of you! I loved you! You promised me always!"
He breaks off with such a contrived sob that Anakin thinks everyone has to know this is a scene, this is bad acting at its absolute worst. But everyone is quiet and everyone looks a bit angry. Anakin shrinks down in his seat.
"Well, fuck you!" Quinlan yells, picking up his coffee and throwing its cold contents over Anakin. Anakin splutters and closes his eyes just in time. "And you can have this back as well, you dirty cheating bastard!"
Something hard connects with Anakin's forehead and he catches it on instinct. One of Quinlan's rings.
Anakin just stares at it for a second. By the time he manages to realize this is real and it did just happen to him, Quinlan is flouncing out the door of thee coffee shop.
No one offers Anakin any napkins.
He stands to grab some from the condiment bar, and when he gets back to his seat he sees that his phone has lit up with a text message from Obi <3<3<3.
Why did Quinlan just text me to make sure you give him back one of his rings?
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How You Met The TR Boys
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PC: Google! My sweet faced angel, he honestly is my everything, I've never loved a character as much as I love him.
Missed Our Last Meetings? Catch Up!
Hakkai Shiba
Baji Keisuke
Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano
Ken 'Draken' Ryuguji
Mitsuya Takashi
URGENT! GUYS I NEED HELP CHOOSING THE NEXT SET OF BOYS, SO PLEASE LEAVE SOME PEOPLE YOU'RE LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING IN THIS SERIES!
CW: A shit ton of Shoujo manga vibes, sorry but it just fits him so well, a slight mention of yandere qualities, and just being an overall creep.
Chifuyu Matsuno: My sweet little manga reader, his head might be found in a book once he gets home in the solace of his bed, but when he's with his friends his mind is always wandering back to his latest series. But what happens when he meets someone who enjoys his latest series just as much as he does?
Chifuyu had opened the door with such determination as he secretly made his way through the store and into the Shoujo section, not wanting any familiar wandering eyes to spot him. His fingers trailed the spines of the mangas that decorated the shelves as he searched for the book, it had just put out on shelves earlier that week, and he was desperately awaiting for it to hit his favorite bookstore in Shibuya and just as his fingers had grazed its spine, he had begun to ready his grip to remove it from the shelf just as another pair of hands had overlapped his, startling him enough to cause him to move away from the person's hands. He had released the book from his grip allowing it to drop to the floor as he and the other person quickly dove for the book bumping heads with one another, causing them both to stumble back in opposite directions.
As he rubbed his forehead profusely, the other person had laughed softly, causing him to stare up in confusion and as when he looked at the person before him a slight heat rushed to his face in embarrassment. He typically visited the bookstore fairly early not wanting to be caught by anyone familiar, he wasn't ashamed of the idea that he enjoyed reading manga, it was more about the genre of his choosing that made him weary.
Immediately thinking of multiple excuses he could use to explain why he was in this section scattered across his mind but all those excuses came to a stop when the girl in front of him had finally spoken to him. “Do you think she's going to accept his offer?” She asked as she began to fix her disheveled self into an upright seated position. She sat in front of him eagerly awaiting his response as Chifuyu raised an eyebrow upwards bringing his fingers up to his chin to think about her question and whether or not he should answer it, but as he observed her excitement as she awaited his answers, he couldn't bring himself to not share his thoughts. “Whose? Kaien or Satoshi?” He countered as she laughed once again as she slowly began to rise from her knees and grabbed the book from the floor making her way closer to Chifuyu.
“Kaien, of course! Don’t tell me you're rooting for Satoshi?” She exclaimed as Chifuyu began to rise from the floor to converse with her at a regular level “Wa-What? Hell no! Satoshi is just straight up bad news! I don’t get what girls see in him!” He explains a bit too loudly causing other patrons of the bookstore to glare in their direction, as the girl laughs but quickly covers her mouth to avoid any more glares. She lightly tugged on Chifuyu’s arm pulling him closer to the registers so they could continue talking about the book “Honestly, I completely agree! Why would Ami choose a psychopathic photographer? He snuck into her apartment to take pictures of her while she was sleeping? Like why would she want to be with him?” She reasoned with a scoff as Chifuyu found himself laughing as his feet moved on their own accord. He’s so engrossed in their conversation that he doesn't even realize that they had now made it to the cash register where she had begun to pay for the book, and placed it in his hands as she continued her little rampage.
“Exactly! Finally someone who gets it! Kaien’s offer is without a doubt who she's going to choose.” He agreed as they walked to the front door, him holding it open for her as she smile and mouthed thank you not wanting to interrupt him mid-sentence, and once they were standing outside and Chifuyu felt the cool fall breeze brush against his neck he had finally realized they had exited the store, and that he was holding the book in his hands. “So how about you read it first, and I’ll meet you here next week and then I’ll read it and we can talk about it some more?” The girl asked as Chifuyu smiled and let out a slight nervous chuckle “Are you sure? I mean, I don’t mind waiting for another copy to come out on the shelf.” He said trying to pass the book to her as she shook her head, holding out her hand “I’m absolutely sure, it gives me a chance to meet up with the boy who likes Shoujo as much as me.” She whispered to him, using her hands to shield the sides of her mouth so no one could hear or see what she was saying to him.
Chifuyu chuckled once again but now the heat had begun to flood his cheeks, she winked at him before turning her back to him and walking in the opposite direction “Hey! Wait! I don't even know your name! How are we supposed to contact each other?” He yelled out as he heard her laugh against the wind “Check the book! I’ll see you around!” She replied as Chifuyu opened the book to reveal her name and phone number scribbled inside the cover “(Y/L/N),(Y/N)” he whispered as the pad of his thumb swiped against her writing, smiling at the little writing, “Until next time.” He mumbled to himself as he closed the book, leaving the bookstore front to make his way home, until next time he repeated to himself, looking forward to next time.
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Part two of Partners
Tw: None..only some fluff..
A plethora of muffled noises filled your ears. It felt as though you had been under water for as long as you remember, and had just peeked at the surface.  Your eyes were still closed, but you could see a white light above the surface. You push yourself to swim to the edge, towards that light. As you swam closer, the noises became clearer. Louder. It hurt your head. But you had to continue forward. So you pushed yourself to the surface.
Finally opening your eyes, it felt as though you had broken through the surface that was trapping you in a deep slumber. You were no longer under water. The voices became much clearer. You could hear multiple people. Some of whom you recognized.
You took in a deep breath, feeling the crisp air around you.
"Y/N?"
A silky voice said, right next to you.
You peered your eyes open a little more, fighting the sting of the brightness of your surroundings.
You could see a pale ceiling. And smell antiseptic. You were in the hospital.
Looking to your side, you were met with concerned brown orbs.
"Hey.." You smile at him.
All of a sudden, he hugs you. He buries his head in your neck, whispering an almost inaudible, "I almost lost you.."
You froze. You could smell his cologne. It was refreshing. Soft brown hair tickled your face as he stayed like that for a while. You didn't know what to do. You and Dazai have been friends for a really long time, and have hugged before. But this time it felt different. It felt deep and meaningful. You just stayed there, letting the feeling of his warm breath on your neck, his strong arms around your shoulders, and the concerned, timid tone of his voice sink in.
Abruptly pulling back, he stands up straight, facing away from you. Placing his hands in his pockets, he mumbles,
"I'll tell the others."
With that, he was out of the room in an instant.
You were so confused. Did he just hug you? Does he care about you? Did he fear losing you?
And what's this warm feeling? Do you like him?? Well, ofcourse you like him. But does he like you too?
"You're awake!"
Kunikida strides in, followed shortly by Yosano and Ranpo.
"I'm so glad!", Yosano says as she hugs you, kissing your cheek.
You hug her back, smiling at them.
"Hey, guys!"
Ranpo was quietly watching you.
"Hey Ranpo San.. "
He acknowledged you with a nod.
"Is everything ok??", you ask, worried about him.
His green eyes bore into yours.
"I was worried about you. Don't do that again. I missed you."
That was huge coming from him.
"Come here" you open your arms, inviting him for a hug.
You hugged the emerald eyed man child; Yosano forcefully pulling Kunikida along with her to join you guys. You lot bonded over a group hug.
"Y/N San!! Are you OK! I was so worried! I'm so glad you're awake!"
Atsushi rushed into the room, followed by Kyoka and Kenji, hot on his heels.
He and Kenji joined in the hug.The usually conserved Kyoka also jumped into the hug. You kissed their tiny heads, telling them how much you had missed them.
A few moments later, the president walked in, carrying a cup of tea for you. He said that he was glad that you were feeling better. The tea he had gotten had healing qualities, so he pretty much forced it down your throat.
"President, about the case.. What happened?"
The president filled you in.
The girl you two encountered, Sakura Yagami, wasn't the one that was kidnapped. She was an ability user who could mess with minds. She wasn't very experienced, but she had mastered the art of making her opponents see a different face when they saw her, making them believe that she was someone else entirely. Her height and build matched that of the girl that was taken. She used her ability to manipulate your mind, and make you believe that she looked like Aiko, the missing girl.
Sakura had used the help of light and shadows to mask majority of her features. Afterall, the ambush had taken place in a dark, abandoned warehouse, where there were no artificial sources of light. This resulted in half of her features being hidden in the shadows, making it difficult for Dazai, who wasn't affected by her ability, to recognize a different face. Most of the time, Dazai stayed behind Ito and Sakura, and hence never got a chance to properly inspect her facial features.
Meanwhile, Aiko has been kept in some hideout. The ability users will shortly be interviewed, and hopefully, the location of the missing girl will be known.
"I see. So she was the mastermind of the entire fiasco, not Ito."
"Correct."
The president then excused himself, along with Yosano and Ranpo, who had to carry out the interrogation.
Atsushi and Kyoka were forced out by Kunikida, who believed that they would only cause ruckus in here.
"Have you talked to Dazai yet?"
He asked you.
"Yes, and no."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, I did get to say hi, but didn't get a chance to say anything more.."
"I see... He was very worried. The most worried, actually."
Oh?
"I'll go get him."
Kunikida left to get Dazai. He didn't return, only sending Dazai to the room.
Dazai walked into the room with a smile, one that didn't reach his eyes.
"Y/N! Don't tell Kunikida, but I stole his glasses "
You giggled.
"You really don't change, do you?"
He grinned boyishly at you.
"Never!"
You hesitate to ask him, but you do anyways.
"Dazai, why were you so worried about me?"
He blinked for a moment, processing what you had asked him, choosing his next words carefully.
"Because you are a valued member of the organization, ofcourse!"
Your heart sank at his words. Maybe you had overthought. Maybe it was just one sided. You had always liked him. He had a certain aura around him that dragged you in. But you were never able to guage whether he liked you back. So you never said anything. You understood him, in a way. The darkness that he tries so hard to hide, is pretty easy to notice for you.
You have been through quite a lot, seen a lot, and have experienced a similar darkness. You used to be a part of that darkness too. But not anymore. Now, you were trying to heal. And so was he. You thought you understood him to a deep level, because you both were going through the same process; the process of healing. But maybe, you were reading a little too much. Maybe, there isn't anything in between the lines. Maybe, he doesn't get you, or maybe you don't get him at all.
"Why do you ask?"
"No reason!", there it was. Your own mask. Dazai was amazing at hiding his emotions behind a façade. But so were you.
"Ne, Dazai, what are you going to do with those glasses? Do you have anything planned? I want to join in the prank!"
You say, grinning at him.
He stays silent, observing your face.
"What are you thinking?"
He moves closer to you, seating himself on the chair next to your bed.
"Y/N.. I.."
His heart was thumping in his chest. It was beating so hard, he felt that at any second, it would jump out and start dancing on the floor.
He had seen your expressions just now. It was just for a split second, but you had let your guard down, and a variety of emotions had run through your eyes. He had seen that. He had seen the slight disappointment in your eyes when he had closed himself up from you.
Nobody understood him the way you did. Whenever he was having a bad day, you would always cheer him up. And not always in a traditional way, either. You could read his feelings. He felt like an open book when you were around. He couldn't hide his thoughts from you, even if he tried. You would accurately gauge what he was feeling, and do whatever you deemed would make him feel good. And it always worked. Sometimes, it was a random walk at 3 am, when he would text you telling you that he couldn't sleep.. Sometimes it was some stupid prank that you would devise, roping him in, and relieving him of the pent up stress he was experiencing. At other times, you would randomly show up at his house, carrying cans of crab, or bottles of sake and beer , distracting him from his dark thoughts. He didn't know how you managed to do that, how you always knew that he needed you, and what you needed to do to make him feel better. He really cherished having you in his life.
He had harbored a crush on you for months now. He hadn't said a word about it, fearing that all you felt for him were friendly feelings. He always held himself back, and had to control his urge to shout his feelings for you from the top of some building. He liked you so much, he knew it was love. Lord, you hadn't even started dating yet! Still, he knew he loved you. You are a unique, amazing person, and he couldn't imagine his life without you in it. So when you were hurt today, when you passed out from the pain, he almost lost it. He couldn't think straight. He doesn't even remember what he did afterwards. All he remembers is thinking ,'Please be ok, please be ok ' on repeat. His sole purpose was to get you to safety. When you had finally gained consciousness, he had let all his guards down. He couldn't help the overflow of relief that flooded his body at that moment. So he hugged you.
He thought that maybe this is the right moment to finally tell you how he truly felt. But what if you don't like him back?
No. He had seen your expressions. You could read him easily, but he could read you too. He knew now, for a fact, that you felt the same way. He had seen it on your face. But what if he's wrong?
Well, one must take a chance to know the result.
"I like you, Y/N."
He finally says.
You look at him wide eyed. Then start laughing.
"You're scaring me."
You wipe your tears.
"No, please don't misunderstand... I like you too! Oh my God, I was so worried! I thought you didn't like me back..."
You continued laughing. Dazai sighed in relief, happy to know that his feelings were reciprocated.
"How long have you liked me, Dazai?"
You ask him.
"How long have you liked me, Y/N?"
He countered.
"Ha! Don't turn the question on me! Answer me, first!"
Dazai stuck his tongue out, shaking his head like a child.
"No way. I bet you have been liking me for over a year now. I'm so charming, afterall!"
You gasp at that.
"Don't tell me.... you've been liking me for months now, haven't you!"
"Hah?? I never said that!"
"Oh, but you made it quite clear!"
"How so?!"
"You said 'you must've liked me for a year'!"
Dazai scoffed.
"That  doesn't prove anything!"
"It does! You tried to quote a time period greater than yours, to seem superior!" You exclaim, pointing your finger at him.
"It's simple psychology. You should know this by now.", you say smugly, smirking at him.
"You're a terrible person reader!"
"Seriously? 'Person reader'? Improve your vocabulary."
"Haah?! You tell me what it's called, then!"
"It doesn't matter what I say! You suck!" You stick your tongue out this time.
You two are children, I swear.
"I suppose you leave me no other choice."
Dazai smirks, leaning closer to you.
"Oh? And what are you going to do exactly? You lost. Accept it-"
He shut you up with a kiss.
Your face flushes a deep red, but you don't miss the light red that coated his cheeks.
"You're blushing!" , you say.
"That's funny coming from you!"
"I'm not blushing, idiot.. "
Dazai pinches your cheeks.
"Aww.. is my baby embarrassed?"
You push his hand away, annoyed at his antics.
"Oh my, you really are embarrassed! How cute of-"
This time, you shut him up. With a kiss. A slightly more heated one.
He just stares at you with wide eyes, a deep red tint on his face.
You smirk at him, proudly announcing your win.
You two continued bickering, until a nurse had forcefully shoved Dazai out, as he wasn't letting you take rest.
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v - you look pretty stupid
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"today was a fairytale"
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Bakugou lets you pull him to a carnival the just opened, something even his mom hasn't visited yet. He look around, clicking his tongue at all the extras screaming and laughing. He then looks at you beside him, features softening at how your eyes sparkled and how your smile grew even bigger as you took in the view of all the rides.
He feels this unfamiliar feeling of his chest clenching- he suddenly felt a little out of breath and his palms began sweating as well as his tummy doing what felt like flips.
"'Suki! I wanna try that one first!" You point at the teacups that soin ariund but Bakugou doesn't miss the name you call him. He pulls his hand back, oulling you along with him. "Suki?" He asks, raising a brow.
You mentally face palm yourself at your mistake, writing down a mental note to bang your head against the wall once you got home.
"Ah-" You avoid his gaze, "That slipped right out, I didn't know where it came from." You chuckled nervously. "Sorry for that, I'll make sure it doesn't happen again-"
You look down at your wrist when you feel his hand tighten around it as he listens to you talk. He looks to the side, glaring at nothing. "I didn't mean- You can just-"
When he stops talking, you see the tips of his ears turn the faintest red, making you smirk. You lean towards him, tilting your head to the side to get a better look at his face. "Do you want me to call you that nickname, Katsuki Bakugou?"
His eyes snap at you and the soft look he had on just now is immediately replaced by an annoyed and angry one. "Of course not! Why would I want you calling me that?! It sounds stupid and-"
"Alright, alright." You laugh it off, "Let's just go enjoy the rides, alright? Suki?" You wrap an arm around his, not giving him a chance to reply as you're pulling him to the booth where you get your tickets for the teacup ride.
The both of you sit down, and you couldn't stop smiling in excitement as your heart pounds against your chest. It was a feeling similar to a while ago before the activity started but you anticipated this more.
"Hey dumbass, stopping grinning like that you look horrifying." Bakugou- no, Katsuki says, smirking as he spreads his arms on the edges. "Well excuse me for being so excited!" You squeak the last part when the ride suddenly starts off roughly, your body flying to the nearest thing, more like person beside you.
"Shit!" You yell, placing a hand on Katsuki's chest to try and push yourself off of him but the ride is throwing you towards him, aoinning the two of you in the large teacup.
"Hey dumbass! Get off of me!" Katsuki growls and you can't help but laugh, finding the entire thing hilarious. You lose your strength, letting the ride throw you against Katsuki, your side pressing up against him as you laugh loudly.
Katsuki thanks whatever is up there that you couldn't see the mad blush across his face right now. He's furrowing his brows and glaring quite forcefully as his arm slowly wraps itself around your shoulders.
I'm just making sure the idiot won't fly off the damn teacup. Katsuki reasons with himself, getting even more irritated at the fact that he thought he had to reason with himself.
The ride comes to an end and you're still laughing your butt off, feeling quite lazy as you step out of the circular ride. When you misstep and start falling to your right, Katsuki quickly scoops you in his arms, saving you from any embarrassment or injury.
"Thanks Suki." You laugh, letting him lead you off the elevated place as he quietly grumbles to himself. You continue pulling him towards different rides, may it be short roller coasters, long roller coasters, high roller coasters or wet roller coasters where they spray you with water as you come down from the hill.
By the time you finish with the rides, your stomach is growling and Katsuki is pulling you towards a tokoyaki and karaage shop. He sits you on the bench beside it which gives you a beautiful view of the river as the colorful and pretty carnival lights reflect on the dark waters.
"Dumbass." He calls, handing you your serving as he takes a seat beside you. You pull your feet up, sitting cross-legged on the bench as you happily eat your food.
"Carnivals in Japan are much more fun." You say, smiling up at the sky full of stars. "They're also prettier."
"But aren't there more rides in the US?" Katsuki asks, munching on his own fold. You shrug your shoulders, "Then I guess tonight was more fun cause it was with you." Your eyes widen at your words and you feel your body physically stiffen at them. You blink a few times, trying to think of a good excuse.
"Did you just confess to me?" Katsuki smirks, looking at you sideways to which you narrow your eyes at. "Can't I have fun with a guy without him misunderstanding it?" You roll your eyes playfully as you continue eating your food, as you feel your heart about to punch your brain.
Katsuki eats his food aswell, but not after frowning at your words. Misunderstanding? Am I simply misunderstanding this?
"What kind of stuff can I buy here? You know, as a kind of souvenir?" You ask, standing up and extending an empty hand at the blond. He looks at your open palm with a raised brow before you motion your eyes to his now empty food carton. He stands up, huffing as he takes yours to throw both of your trash himself.
"My mom likes to buy fans. But I personally like getting keychains." He leads you to a booth where they sell multiple stuff; keychains, hairpins, fans, even kitsune masks just like the one with your costume.
"Hey Suki." You call him, pulling him out of him choosing a keychain for himself. He looks up at you, eyes widening as you tuck your hair behind your ear, showing him a pretty sakura themed hairpin you have on. "Does it look good in me?"
Katsuki's eyes are wide, his pupils dilated as a faint blush appears on his cheeks. There's that damn feeling again. His palms are sweating, his heart feeling like it's about to beat right out of his chest, his stomach is doing somersaults and his breathing is irregular.
"Pretty..." He mumbles, causing you to raise a brow?
"You think I look pretty?" You tease, laughing before you take it back. Your smirk disappears when you see him slowly nod a little. You raise your brows as you feel your heart pick up its pace.
He thinks I'm pretty-
"...stupid. You look pretty stupid." Katsuki covers himself, looking away. You roll your eyes at him, putting the hairpin back where you took it and taking a sakura themed keychain and fan instead.
"Ass wipe." You mutter at him before bringing your stuff to the counter, paying for it.
The two of you walk in silence together, you're busy looking up at the stars to notice the stone in front of you, causing you to trip. Before you fall to the ground, Katsuki pulls at your wrist, saving you from the fall. A thick feeling of deja vu goes through you as you jut your lower lip out into a pout, trying to recall when this happened last.
Ah, the teacups.
Without even realising it, the two of you reach your apartment building. You look up at it, the growing feeling of not wanting to leave the angry blond's side getting heavier by the second.
"Get in already, dumbass." He motions his head towards the building, usual glare in his eyes. You turn around, smiling at him. "Hey thanks for tonight. You really helped my homesickness." You say, turning back around to walk inside your apartment building.
Before you get in, you look back at Katsuki who's still standing there, making sure you got in the building safely. You wave a hand at him, earning a middle finger from him as you chuckle and enter the place.
The warmth of your apartment was nothing compared to the warmth of being with the blond tonight. You felt so at home, he felt so right and everything felt so nice this whole night.
As you stripped to wash up before going to bed, a paper bag falls off the pocket of your uniform's vest. You pick it up, pouting your lips as you open it. It's the sakura hairpin you tried on a while ago. How'd it get here? You don't remember buying it and you don't remember Katsuki giving it to you- no, he slipped it in your pocket when he saved you from the fall earlier.
Clever guy.
You put on the hairpin, snapping a photo of you winking at the camera with your head turned to the side a little to show off the adorable hairpin attached to your hair.
you: *image attached*
you: thanks for the hairpin suki ;)
you: thought you said i looked pretty stupid?
rubies: no i didnt
you furrow your brows.
you: nu uh. you said i looked pretty stupid a while ago
you: you think i look like an idiot with this hairpin on -_-
rubies: you forgot the comma
rubies: dumbass
You tilt your head to the side, feeling the wheels turn in your head before the lightbulb finally lights up. Now you got the message. You smile, widely, feeling your face heat up and the butterflies in your stomach go crazy as you recall him in that moment, just staring at you, completely awestruck.
"You look pretty, stupid."
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Hey quil , have you ever thought of festivals in the lost cities (I do not count that Orem Vacker thing as a festival)
Also food , do these elves only eat candy and starkflower stew ? Like how do they do not have acne , diabetes , stomach aches etc when most of the stuff they eat is sugar.
I have! Well, not only festivals, but those are a part of it! I frequently wonder about elf culture as a whole and what it is, as this is a species with an entirely other way of living and view of the world, so they'd celebrate different things and in different ways. They'd do nearly everything different--like the official Lost Cities map (which I have linked) being done in gold because their world is about where light reaches, not about the earth.
I can understand why we don't get a lot of that information, as it an entirely other culture and that is a lot for an author to create! So any chance she gets to skip over a few things she seems to take. For example, in Nightfall, there's a line that goes something like "Her friends tried showing her all the finals traditions she'd missed the year before due to her kidnapping" (paraphrased), indicating that there are traditions at the end of the year, but we're skipping over them because it takes away from the numb panic of her parents being missing and because it's a lot of mental effort to create traditions!
All of this to say, I'm absolutely positive elven festivals aside from the light show exist, but that they aren't going to be mentioned, and if they are it will be sparingly. An additional reason not to is that Sophie was raised human, and so human celebrations are what she knows and misses. Those are things she can share with her elven friends and family for nostalgia and because they'd want to learn, which also happens to make it easier for Shannon instead of creating elven festivals.
But! Those festivals that exist that we never see could be a lot of things. I'm going to assume there's one on the longest day of the year to celebrate the light, something to celebrate animals/nature, perhaps a day celebrating the ancient peace treaty as they're a peaceful species (though the peace has been frail recently). It's possible the sinking of Atlantis could be celebrated, but I think it'd be more likely a day of mourning the possibilities/connection lost that forced them into hiding. Lots of room for the fandom to mess around and make things up here!!
Then there's also the food like you said, which is almost entirely inspired by Shannon's sweet tooth. There's a few things that aren't like the Umber leaves, but those aren't as fun or possible to make irl so they aren't mentioned as much. She's said as much in multiple interviews/places that the food is the one thing she can have control over, as she didn't make the elven world. The elven world is the world her elves would've made, hence why is has so many flaws that she doesn't like. So because the food doesn't matter in that way, she gets to make as many sweets as she wants.
They definitely eat a lot of sugar because of it, and the canon explanation for why they don't have acne/diabetes/etc. is probably something like them being able to detox (like what was done to Sophie in book 1) or an excuse about their ingredients being healthy and how they're not made with sugar at all, just healthy plants that naturally taste that sweet.
The not-canon explanation for that is literally Shannon's writing. She just writes it like that because the food isn't supposed to be the focus of the story, it's the fun part of the world she gets to mess around with and bring to life with recipes.
But yeah! Less festivals because it's hard to create them when all you know is one way, so your creations tend to lean towards what's familiar! And the food is Shannon having a lot of fun with sugar. I've tried a few of her recipes in the past and there is...so much sugar. She's aware of it, too, but it's comical. I've been curious to try another one (maybe mallowmelt) so maybe I'll do that soon!
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echo-three-one · 3 years
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Whatever It Takes
Sequel to A Forgotten Memory
Back at the base, the team desperately hopes to find MacTavish but is surprised by uninvited guests.
Chapter 12 to another story made by Ray (echo-three-one) Comments and Reviews appreciated! I hope you enjoy! Love you all ❤️
Previous Chapter : The Berlin Tower
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Uninvited Guests
Gary "Roach" Sanderson
Task Force 141 
Task Force 141 Base - Infirmary
It's been 18 hours since the heartbreaking news, everyone already lost hope but a few comrades still clung on a little string of possibility.
The nurse guided Gary's left arm and slung it over his shoulders and told him he was good to go. He got his injuries assisting INTERPOL in Paris, along with Ghost in hopes of finding Augutus. Gary initially handled the situation but one bad sidestep caused him to fall on his arm, and good thing it's only considered minor damage.
But enough of him, he thought to himself. He had to address the elephant in the room. John 'Soap' MacTavish was M.I.A.
When Ryder's team got back from Berlin, France's face was plastered with despair, she held back tears all throughout the ride and ran to Gary as soon as they cleared their report.
Gary helped being a sponge to absorb her sadness and a shoulder to cry on, France is really a tough lass, but she opened up on how Soap not making it home felt a different level of hurt. Gary assumed she already got attached to the guy, but kept it to himself, especially that Simon was with them helping her cope up with her burst of emotions.
"I should've…" she sobbed. Gary rubbed her back and empathized with her, as they coped up with the loss of a comrade.
"He survived." Gary spoke, Ghost and France looked at him, their faces looked puzzled but hopeful at the same time. France couldn't help but hug the determined soldier as Ghost agreed in the background. They should put their faith on him, Soap will survive.
"Come on now. Show us that smile." Ghost nudged, making France smile a little and wiped off her tears. She was too lucky to be teammates with them and they were there when she needed them the most.
The wholesome moment stopped as soon as soldiers in battle gear jogged across the hall, one soldier opened the infirmary door and yelled.
"We're under attack! Grab these and help us defend against the intruders!" he said, tossing assault rifles to the soldiers. Ghost caught them and immediately checked his gun. Gary held his on one hand, it could work but he has to account for the recoil.
"Under attack? By who?" Gary asked as they shuffled to exit the infirmary. 
"Guess we'll find out." Ghost said as they followed the wave of soldiers exiting the building. Above them, the clear blue sky was filled with small dots that gradually grew huge, they parachuted from the sky down to the forest near the base.
"No bloody way." Ghost said as a loud sniper fire ringed their ears making them look toward the source.
"Let's get a move on! Defensive stances everyone. Don't let them get our HVI's! Hold until they're safely extracted!" Captain Price yelled, firing another bullet, hitting falling parachuters dead before they even touched the ground.
The trio immediately ran to the weapons cache and equipped their gear, positioning themselves for an all out attack. Gary's heart raced, this wasn't what he expected to happen here at the 141, but here they were.
"Careful out there." Simon told the two as they nodded in unison. His sniper skills were needed to significantly reduce their defenses. Gary winced in pain as he threw his sling away, holding the gun with two hands, trying not to mind the pain from his broken arm. There was no room for error, he must make his every bullet count.
"141, this is Alex. Our HVIs are safe inside the bunker. Extraction team ETA is in 30 minutes." Alex muttered over the comms. 
"First wave of tangos spotted emerging from the trees!" One of the soldiers reported. The comms continued informing everyone else about the situation requesting back ups and reporting sightings. Roach and France set themselves on the front of the base overlooking the river. The same exact place where he saw Soap and Price sneak out to smoke cigars.
"This place…" France muttered.
"It gives a perfect view of what's beyond the river. That's where the extraction team's going to land." Gary noted, noticing France's change in expression. Something about this place must've bothered her. And Gary stayed alert on his surroundings.
"Sightings on the East." one soldier noted behind the noise of the gunfire. Gary and France crept slowly, looking for a place to cover a wider angle. 
"Is no one going to assist us here?" France asked unaware that she broadcasted her question which was supposed to be only for Roach.
"From the looks of it, none. Looks like Nero's already starting his first move." Captain Price replied.
"141, this is General Shepherd. Looks like our friend's ready to face us head on. Secure our HVIs to safety, I've got bigger fish to fry as he's starting an assault on New York." he interjected, leaving command to the British Captain. 
"So it begins, huh?" Gary muttered.
"All right lads and lassies, you heard the big guy. Defend and retreat." Price stated, as everyone else nodded in agreement.
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The initial onslaught was quite tolerable. None of the invaders made it out near the gates as snipers already crippled half of the defenses. Despite the enemies being known for their usage of EMP-based weaponry, the comms and radars were still working fine. Maybe it was too heavy to carry all the way to the UK.
The force almost felt confident that they'll make it, the airdrop already stopped and most troops are probably in the forest, regrouping and prepared for something bigger. That's where Gary's group comes in.
Their tiny group is to recon any activity inside their drop zone. France reported that almost half of the parachutes were decoy dummies and most of those who made it out of the forest were the only real ones. 
Static filled their ears while France was reporting and they braced themselves for what's going to happen next. 
Raising his rifle, Gary once again winced and endured the pain of his supporting arm and tracked down his sights. He didn't see anything but his gut was telling him something sinister is going to unfold very soon.
The ringing grew louder until he's forced to take off his earpiece, as he slowly crept into the forest and stayed alert for any movement. The team splitted up earlier to get a wider coverage for recon, so shooting at sight is not advised. Gary knew a clearing was going to be there on the far end of the forest and theorized that it's the place the remaining soldiers would most likely regroup.
He circled around and hid behind the tree as he heard clanking metal and busy shuffling by the clearing. His heart sped up as he peeked half of his head to the clearing and saw about five people working on assembling something, three armed people circling around three of his comrades who were bound and silenced. That meant that he was alone.
The assemblers happily cackled as they built their machine. That was their plan. Mannequins or decoys carried the parts while some of the assemblers and defenders were mixed along with the drop so they could sneakily create an EMP machine without suspicion. Nero's one smart son of a bitch.
A full magazine. Gary noted as he checked his weapon. It isn't suppressed and he's worried some defenders are still creeping into the jungle. He's glad the three aren't killed yet, for reasons unknown to him.
One of the assemblers approached the defender, saying something. Gary couldn't make it out but his body language says distress.
"One of.. the pieces are missing… Look for them near your base… we'll be behind you watching your every move. Do something else and we will shoot you, and once these guys hear a gunshot, your friends will say goodbye. Not returning in five minutes and I'll also shoot these two and they do the same to you" he said loudly, Gary gulped as France nodded, guns pointed at her were used to push her forward as they searched the forest for the missing piece.
Two guards were with her, a silent takedown meant that one will still be able to hear him and could fire his gun, and the clearing was too open for him to sneak in and kill the remaining guard. Gary pondered about his choices, he could look for the missing piece and stall them but the five minute timer would be the second problem.
The machine menacingly hummed and Gary's earpiece still isn't working. He needed help and hoped that reinforcements would arrive just in time for the five minute mark.
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"Uninvited Guests"
Simon "Ghost" Riley
Task Force 141
Task Force 141 Base - Rooftop
Ever since Roach's squad stepped into the forest for some recon, they fell silent. Price tried to contact them multiple times but they didn't reply. Simon's hunch is that there may be an EMP machine with them, but he knew full well that only humans dropped from that excuse of an air assault.
His eyes scanned the vast greenery, looking at rustling leaves, flying birds and crawling animals, wishing that the next set of movements were from the recon team. 
Or France's…
Simon liked her determination since day one, he wanted to tell her a lot of things but she's always preoccupied and never had the chance to talk to her alone. Sometimes he wished he was the one that caught that blast so that they could bond together by the infirmary. It's almost sad to think that he wanted that. Gary already told him multiple times to actually express what he felt, but that just doesn't go that way. It's easier said than done. What hurts more is that she looked awfully devastated at Soap being M.I.A. the kind of sadness you feel when you lost someone you loved and he was sure that she loved him more than that of a friend.
Leaves rustled by the forest and France emerged from it. She was weaponless and her face looked troubled, she looked scared. 
"You seeing this, Sir?" he muttered to his Captain.
"Aye. Hold still, looks like she's on a situation down there." Price replied. France's hands signaled hold fire, she almost predicted that the team might locate someone behind her and took the initiative of warning them. She picked up a piece of metal on the ground and slowly proceeded back to the forest.
"Bollocks! She looked like she's in trouble. Go assist her, Ghost." Price ordered and Ghost immediately went down the rooftops, switching his gear to stealth mode and dashed through the forest.
"ETA in 15… tes…" static crackled across his earpiece, making him remove the equipment and proceed with caution. That's why they weren't responding, the whole forest is actually jammed. That meant that the piece of metal is part of the machine. He must get it before it's too late, his mind started to lose focus and worry about France, so he ran, he ran far enough that he saw movement by a large tree near the clearing. He aimed his sights and crouched, aiming the person's head.
That head… it was Roach's. He was safe.
Simon slowly crept and went to Roach's aid. He was fine but he looked lost in thought.
"Roach, you okay?" he asked. Roach looked at his watch. 
"Thirty More seconds and they're dead." he whispered as noise filled the clearing once again, making the two peek.
"Wow. Just in time!" he clapped and tied France back to her group. The machine was complete and the assemblers quickly finished their job.
"There we go. All complete." he pointed his gun at the three, as Ghost angrily gripped his weapon.
"Thank you for your service." The man muttered and laughed, his head immediately burst before he could make the shot.
Everyone shuffled and the assemblers panicked, Roach fired the other runners while Ghost finished off the rest of the armed enemies.
"Let's get out of here, now!" Roach quickly untangled the rest of his team as they made a run for it, away from the machine as possible.
Midway through the jungle a huge pulse of air pushed them as the machine emitted a loud ring, making them kneel and cover their ears.
Their comms were down. They had no idea what's going to happen next. When extraction will arrive, are the two HVIs still safe. All of those questions will remain unanswered until communication is restored or they could confirm it by seeing for themselves.
Next Chapter : Alex and Augustus
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munumono · 3 years
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A Poet's Poem . 03
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part 2
• Toji Fushiguro X Reader • part 3
• warnings: gun, stalker, blood, dark (just in case)
• I'm quacking 17 notes + 1 reblog am I dreaming
• Thank. You. So. Fruity. Much.
• Asking you for a virtual date
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"I love thee with a heart that shall not die, till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old."
You placed your cup on the table after taking a sip of your beverage. You looked at the man who asked you for a 'tea-coffee' invitation. You sighed at the thought of maybe being at home, making plans for a party night or just laying back and reading prose & poems, or binging on movies instead of having a morning date with a stranger; well, a stranger for now, at most.
"Are you feeling bored?" The man spoke interrupting your thoughts. You quickly shook your head signifying you didn't, but you did feel bored. "Don't worry, it's fine to feel bored." The man said with a genuine smile.
"Do you, do you have something important to do or to ask which involves me?" You spoke. "Just because, I did say no for this tea-coffee invitation of yours, but, you said you have something to show...may I know what is it?" You asked.
"Sure, but first, let me introduce thyself" Backing the chair a bit to stand, he stood up and slightly coughed to clear his voice, which was, apparently just a show off but we're going to let it pass. "Toji Fushiguro, the 'only' good looking staff and receptionist of The Lilies Hotel." He said.
To be honest, you really did find the 'only good looking' part a bit random and funny. You laughed a little. Staying on your seat, you introduced yourself. "Y/N, Y/N S/N."
"A name as pretty as the person!" He exclaimed placing himself onto the seat. You disagreed to that compliment as an act of politeness. "So..." You said. "Oh, I know I know, okay so, these are just few questions if you don't mind me asking." He said and waited for your permission and continued as soon as you gave one.
"Okay so, during the time the gun was with you, did anything strange happen? Like some unknown people happen to follow you or anything?" He questioned.
You thought for a second before replying, "Not really, it was all fine, except the gun. The gun really kept me terrified for days." You answered with a slight laugh towards the ending.
Toji nodded, trying to think of something which you apparently didn't have an idea of. "About the gun, where did you exactly find it?"
"In my bag, after I woke up on the bench outside a coffee shop. I don't really remember how I ended up there, but I kind of feel it's the same gun which I came across the night before; when it was laying under the lamppost on the street."
He nodded again. Staring at the table, he happen to figure out a conclusion. He seemed unsatisfied though. It was pretty hectic for him trying to find the gun for the past days. The gun belonged to him.
Under the mask of a charming staff working at this very hotel, he happened to be a part of something which he didn't want anyone to figure out, especially you. He lived a simple life, until the dusk.
Being an assassin paid him pretty well. The bigger the risk, the bigger the cheque. But the only thing which worried him the most was unintentionally getting people involved in his life, which might lead to things he was too scared to believe. He didn't want his 'after dusk life' to be the reason of someone's...death.
For this reason, he intentionally lose all his contacts with the people he was close with and, avoided being close to someone in the future. But with you, he has barely any choice. The gun along with other weapons he was provided by the very gang, was missing for weeks, making him pause all his assigned missions.
He couldn't let the Superiors know about this, it was risky. Not for him, but for the people he knew, as in colleagues. He leaned back on the chair, staring at the ceiling, multiple thoughts running in his head.
"Excuse me, but, are there anymore questions?" You asked. Snapping out of his thoughts, he looked at you. "Yeah, one last question." A playful smile appeared on his face. "Are you free tonight?" He asked.
You stared at the man for couple of seconds, not knowing what to answer. You definitely didn't want to say 'yes' but for the 'no', you were trying to figure out a proper excuse. Before you could speak, the man stood up exclaiming. "I will take the silence as a yes. Meet you at seven here, then. Enjoy your 'tea - coffee', I have to go get back at work. If you need something do inform me or anyone of the staffs. See you then." He finished his sentence with a wink which complimented his playful grin.
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Toji would definitely not want anyone to be involved in his life, but he asked you out for tonight. Undoubtedly, he wasn't doing it all just to impress you, but more of using you for his own very mission he had to pause because of his missing gun. Toji is a man of words. He will finish something he started in any way he can. He didn't know that finding the gun after weeks will also come with a gift, which was you.
Your unknown involvement in this situation made things a lot easier for him. And he wouldn't let the chance go. Even though, he kept his eyes on you if you also happen to be living a 'simple life till dusk ' like him and being a part of the opposite party who had almost caught him the night he lost his gun just in case. Can't let his guards down.
He was surprised you didn't recognize him after both of yours first encounter, or pretended not to. He did recognize you right after the moment he found out where his gun was residing. Noting your time of arrival and departure for work, and all other things just to figure out the best time he can ask you to return his gun.
Thinking you might freak out if he asks about it in person, sending a note was the only option he thought seemed normal. Adding a flower bouquet to it was his habit of 'perfection'.
Now as for how your involvement made things easier for Toji was only known to Toji himself. Whatever he does, but he won't let you get affected by his plan in any sort of way. In short, he will be using you but will be also protecting you which, somehow, doesn't seems to make sense.
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yoongisnoona · 3 years
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Calluna Chapter 1
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Tags: Pining, Romance, Shifter AU, Violence, Possible Smut
Warning for Chapter: Domestic Abuse
Word count: 1.3k
Summary: When his father becomes a danger to his family, Yoongi runs with his brother and mother, feeling ashamed he left his Pack to suffer his fathers wrath, he trains everyday to become the alpha he should be to take his father out. But when a lovely little vixen falls into his life, Yoongi is unsure whether to ignore her for her own safety or claim her as his. The choice may not be up to him however as Dahye is just as enamoured with him as he is her…
Chapter 1
The screams coming from downstairs were horrible. His mum had told him to go upstairs and take his brother and lock the door.
Jungkook was looking up at him unsure on what to do, and Yoongi was lost. He could hear every kick and punch his father gave his mother, alongside every scream.
This was not a new thing, the main pack knew what was going on, a lot of them wanted to help and wanted to stop the abuse that was happening, but the pack was lacking alphas and the ones that were around were not strong enough to take out his father. Either that or they were too afraid of the rest of the pack that sided with his father.
Yoongi knew it wasn’t safe. Jungkook and himself had been hit multiple times by their father before, Yoongi could fight his way out, Jungkook had learned the hard way that that's what he had to do. His mother however was not strong enough.
He had to get them away. Turning to Jungkook, his eyes lit bright gold “Jungkook, pack what you can, go out the back and pack the car. I’m Gonna grab all the money and valuables in the house then find a way to knock out dad.” Yoongi growled.
Jungkook looked at his older brother eyes wide “Yoon… What?” Yoongi ‘s eyes flashed at Jungkook “Not the time for this kook. Just do as I say. I need to get you and ma outta here.”
Jungkook realised his brother was serious and kicked into gear. He grabbed a few bags and suitcases from the cupboards and started packing things.
Yoongi had a stash of money hidden in his room, then ran to the stash that he knew his mum hid in her bedroom.
He checked in with Kook who had almost finished packing clothes and important things. “Kook, where is your baseball bat?”
Jungkook looked nervously over at his brother “Yoon…” Yoongi placed the bags on the bed and walked over to his brother. “Kook… this needs to be done. I can't let him hurt You, ma or me anymore. He is not fit to be Alpha but I'm not strong enough to fight him, let alone take over the place as pack alpha yet, so this is all I can do. Please just get the bags in the car and anything else you think we may need.” he explained to the younger.
Jungkook hesitated as if he wanted to say something but then nodded and got the bat for Yoongi. Taking the bat from Jungkook, Yoongi crept from his and Jungkook's room, past the kitchen and into the front room where he withheld a growl.
His Father had his back to him but held his mother by her hair, slapping her from side to side. His mother already had bruises around her face and was bleeding. She had one hand holding her chest and another trying to protect her face so he knew that her ribs were either broken or bruised too.
With his fathers back to him and his mother not able to see him, he crept a little closer, raised the bat and took a heavy swing against his father's head. His father dropped to the floor unconscious, blood dripping down the back of his head. Not caring, Yoongi turned towards his mother and picked her up and rushed to the car.
Jungkook was just closing the boot to the car, Yoongi noticed their bedroom window was wide open and realised Jungkook must have been using the window as a route to take things to the car. “Is that all Kook?” Jungkook nodded, looking at their mothers whimpering form in Yoongi’s arms. “Money is on the driver's seat, not sure whether you needed it straight away or not?” Jungkook said to him, taking their Mother from his arms and placing her on the back seat.
Jungkook and Yoongi took their seats in the front and Yoongi started the car quickly turning to Jungkook. “Keep an eye on her kook, she's not in good shape... I’ll let you in on the plan once we're out of pack territory” Jungkook nodded. Yoongi set off and the ride out of pack territory was relatively quiet, other than their mothers whimpering in the back of the car. Once they reached the town area, Yoongi started to talk.
“We’re going to Rosewhych, I have a friend who is a member of the Pride there. Hopefully he will either let us stay for a few days to sort ourselves out or point us in the right direction.” Yoongi explained, mainly to Jungkook as he wasn't sure his mother was conscious at this point.
“But Yoon, what are we gonna do about the Pack? We can't just abandon them...there are those who helped us, helped Ma through the shit Dad put us through. Imagine the hell there going to go through without us being there.” Jungkook tried to reason with his brother.
“Kook, I know. I know that but at the moment all I care about is getting you and Ma away from that sorry excuse for a man. I promise you, I will come back and sort out the pack, but I will be the first to admit that I'm just not strong enough yet, both physically and mentally. I need to be strong enough to take out dad and be able to be the Alpha for the pack and if i tried doing that now, everyone would suffer even more.” Yoongi explained to the younger one.
Jungkook sighed, but Yoongi realised he understood. The ride to Rosewych was a quiet journey, filled only with the soft music Yoongi put on for some background noise.
Once Yoongi thought they were close enough to Rosewych he pulled over the car and took out his mobile. Dialing a number, he held the phone to his ear waiting for an answer. “Hey Yoongi, What up?” a voice filtered through the speaker.
“Hey Seokjin...Alots up at the moment. Look I know this is short notice, but would you be able to put my brother, Mother and myself up for a couple of days by any chance? Our dad...we had to get away..and you were the only person I know that he doesn't know about.”
“Shit man… Of course. That's no problem. I'll let the pride know. Where are you at the moment?”
“Just on the outskirts of Rosewych. Figured I'd give you a call first before turning up on your doorstep.” Yoongi said with a sad smile.
“You know I wouldn't have turned you away anyways you idiot. I would have probably thought you just missed my beautiful face.” Seokjin chuckled down the phone.
Yoongi laughed a little “Thanks Seokjin. We should be there in about 20 minutes… also… My mum is not in the best of states… she took the brunt of my dads...abuse. Have you got any medical supplies?” he asked softly.
He could hear Seokjin take in a sharp breath “I’ll ask the pride healer if she can drop by, if she can’t then I'm sure we have something lying around here. Lord knows Chim and Tae get into enough trouble as it is...are you doing alright though Yoongi?” Seokjin questioned.
Yoongi sighed “not really, but i'm holding it together.”
“Okay well i'm here if you wanna talk when you get her alright?” Seokjin let him know.
“I know, Thanks Seokin...I’ll see you in 20.”
“See you soon”
Hanging up the phone Yoongi rested his head back against the seat headrest and let out a small sigh of relief. Turning to look at his brother he smiled noticing that he was sleeping peacefully. Looking back at the backseat at his mother, noticing she was also asleep, but seeing her wounds he frowned “dont worry ma, i’ll grow stronger and i will sort everything out for you and Kook, don't worry.” he whispered to her.
Turning back to the road he started the car up again and drove off to where he knew Seokjin's house to be.
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Welcome to my work in progress fanfiction series starting with Yoongi. I hope you enjoy even if it is a bit of a dark start to a story, but the majority of the fanfiction wont be like this :) Im still writing the second chapter, but i wanted to get chapter 1 of this out to see what people think. I will eventually be cross posting this on Archive of our own under https://archiveofourown.org/users/PockyKai
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Chapter 1
In a garden, located somewhere in space, there was a figure observing something in the distance. With one hand on their chest, the figure began to move and run with difficulty toward the source of light.
(changing the scene; on Earth)
After giving his message to the entire universe, Steven Universe said goodbye with great difficulty to the Diamonds and headed home. To his home.
Steven arrived back on Earth, warping into a glass dome at the back of the beach house. Connie, his best friend, was seen sitting on the floor reading a magazine, as Steven arrives on the warp pad inside.
"Steven! What took you so long?"
Steven leaped over to Connie and the two embraced, before starting to explain with a sigh.
"The Diamonds. They really want me to move in"
"Why?"
"Because they want to smother me with attention 24/7" he complained.
Connie could only giggle at the sight of her best friend's grimace.
"Sounds fun~"
"No, it doesn't" he complained even more. He found it hard to believe how anyone could think that spending all their time with the Diamonds could be fun.
"Well, I'm glad I got to see you before heading out" said the brunette, relieved. If she was honest, their relationship was something that worried her greatly. But even more so the health of her best friend.
"You're really going through with it?" Steven tried his best not to sound sad. Too sad.
They both left the conservatory, and begin descending the stairs to the balcony outside Steven's Room
"Of course" she replied with resolution "I've always wanted to go to space camp"
"But you've literally been to space multiple times" he pointed out, confused "And you've done way cooler stuff than just camp there"
Connie understood Steven's doubts, but she was ready. And her parents supported her, something she would never forget. And that's exactly what she said to the boy.
"My parents are doing what they can to support my interests. It's sweet" she enters the room and picks up her duffel bag" Plus, I get all the freeze-dried ice cream I can eat"
Steven soon found another reason for her to stay, apparently.
"But Sadie Killer and the Suspects are playing tonight. Isn't a rock show a little better than space camp?" he almost begged.
Connie looked at him, with a small smile.
"It's maybe equal to space camp"
Steven couldn't help but chuckle as Connie pulled out her vibrating phone from her pocket.
"That's my mom. I should get going"
Connie and Steven embraced each other again. Connie briefly turned away, blushing with her arms crossed, and seeing her opportunity, she gave Steven a quick peck on the cheek, causing him to blush as well.
"Okay! Bye!" Connie proceeded to run down the stairs and out of the house.
Steven put his hand to his cheek grinning widely. However, the hybrid felt a strange and alien sensation, which disappeared as suddenly as it appeared. Thinking it was just his imagination, he ignored it, and then ran out onto the balcony to bid Connie farewell.
"Tell everyone at space camp that space used to be super scary and dangerous, but it's great now!" he exclaimed from where he was standing.
"I will!" The girl replied, waving goodbye.
As Connie left, Steven sighed contently and thought about expressing it with a song. But then something stopped him. A feeling foreign to him. Again. If Steven was happy, then why was he suddenly feeling so miserable?
The boy stopped for a few seconds, contemplating what he felt and what it could mean. Something was definitely wrong, if it was the second time he felt it. And the worst part is that now he was sure it was not his imagination. He looked worriedly at the bright sky and ran to his room. He looked at a photo frame of the crystal gems and floated on his bed, lying on it. Then he sat down and thought about telling the gems about this new development. Maybe they would know what to do about it.
The young boy petted CatSteven on the porch, and ran out onto the beach, where Pearl, Greg, and Lion were by Greg's van.
"Hey, Pearl! Hey, Dad!" he greeted them.
"'Ey, schtu-ball"
"Steven! I'm learning to play the "bass""
"I keep tellin' her it's "base""
"Excuse me, b-a-s-s spells "bass""
"You're the boss!" Greg finally gave up.
"Heck yes, I am"
But before Perla could start singing about her story, Steven had an urgent need to stop her. He had questions that needed answers.
"Pearl, wait"
"Steven?" At first, Pearl was confused, as Steven never missed an opportunity to sing or enjoy letting others sing. But seeing his worried face, she gave up and became more serious "Tell me what's wrong.
Noticing the ex-servant difference in tone and demeanor, Greg paid more attention to his son.
"I-I don't know how to explain it. It's... a very unpleasant feeling that appears out of nowhere. It has only happened twice, but it has been during the times that I have been happy. The strangest thing is that it showed... as if it were not part of me?"
Pearl tried to make sense of Steven's words, but without much success.
"So, what you're saying is that you felt something that could belong to someone else?" she asked at the end.
"Something like this? I'm not sure"
Steven was frustrated at not knowing how to explain himself better. Sure, it was not the first time that he had experienced a similar event. However, last time... it was different. Had he discovered a new power, as a manifestation of his subconscious? Whatever it was, it was not the same as what happened to him that last time. After all, he was awake.
"Steven, maybe you should ask Garnet to see what she sees in your future. Maybe you will get an answer" the pale gem tried. Greg could only listen, not knowing how to help.
He hummed before nodding.
"Good idea, Pearl. But if you remember something related to this, do not hesitate to come find me. Any answer is better than nothing"
"Of course. Be careful, Steven" said the tall gem, worried about Steven.
Steven, who did not want to worry his family, smiled at them gratefully, before entering Leon's mane, who approached Steven at some point during the chat.
Once on the other side, Steven emerged from Lars's head, Garnet catching him in time.
"I've saved you a seat" was the first thing she said, seating the teenager next to the Off Colors, while Lars served the sweet known as Ube Roll, his specialty.
"Thanks Garnet" the boy thanked her with a smile, before remembering why he was here. Noticing the change in Steven, Garnet sat next to him, waiting for his explanation. "Something has happened ... I explained it to Pearl, but she seems to have no idea what it is about. That's why I came here" then he looked at Garnet "to see if you saw something bad or strange happening in my future.
The fusion seemed to be thinking for a while, before frowning. Not that it was visible through her visor.
"I'm not... sure" she admitted reluctantly. That worried her. There were many probable futures, and some of them didn't make sense. Maybe she hadn't seen far enough?
Steven dropped his shoulders, disappointed.
"I don't know if it will help you, but I have already twice felt the feeling of being unhappy when I feel the opposite of that. And like it's not part of me"
That left a contemplative expression on her part, but without getting the answers her adoptive son was looking for. Except one, there was a good chance it would happen.
"Someone is going to visit us. What I don't know is if it will be with good or bad intentions" she decided to say for the moment.
"A visit? You mean a gem? A new one?" That worried him even more, recalling his bad experiences with visits from other gems. A hand on his shoulder stopped him in his negative spiral of thoughts.
"Steven, whoever they are, they will need your help. Everyone's help. They are hurting. I still cannot find out who they are, what they look like, and why they feel that way. But I do not doubt that something horrible has happened to them" she paused, her gaze somewhat lost, before returning her attention to the hybrid "Prepare yourself for anything that may happen"
Steven could only nod his head knowing it was the only advice she would give him. Before leaving, however, an idea occurred to him. Which didn't surprise Garnet.
"I'm going to look for Amethyst, so we can get together and make a plan"
The Off Colors and Lars stood aside, noticing the seriousness of the situation. However, if something happens, they were going to be there immediately. And that was exactly what they communicated to their young friend.
"Thank you guys" smiled the young Universe, gratefully.
To be continued...
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Liv: I was just looking back in my camera roll and found a picture of us in the dungeon :sweat smile emoji: :sweat smile emoji:
Quinn: oh God
Liv: We looked so rough LOL
Quinn: I'm sure we did
Liv: How are you?
Liv: Did I see somewhere your tour ended?
Liv: You going back to California?
Quinn: m'fine
Quinn: That it did.
Quinn: Nah. Headed back to Boston.
Liv: Oh! So I’ll get to see you then??
Liv: When will you be around?
Liv: It’s been ages
Quinn: Yup
Quinn: Got plans Monday, presumably I'll be required to make an appearance at Fran's on Tuesday, but I could probably do sometime on Tuesday?
Quinn: That it has.
Liv: That’s so far
Quinn: It's Tuesday or you wait even more.
Liv: Ugh the worst
Liv: why can’t you be around nowwwwwww
Quinn: Because I'm not
Liv: I’ll wait
Liv: Since I have to
Quinn: believe me, I'd prefer to be around
Liv: Are you close enough for me to drive to you?
Liv: The pictures were so hot!
Quinn: I'm busy.
Liv: Oh, okay. No worries
Quinn: Post tour shit is a bitch
Liv: I mean, I imagine so. So much physical and emotional work. When I was on tour it felt like we never went to bed.
Quinn: I love being on tour. I hate coming off it.
Liv: Sounds like you ate too many edibles
Quinn: I wish.
Liv: Do you want some?
Quinn: God no. Fran would kill me.
Liv: So? Edibles are basically good for you
Liv: Plus they just help you sleep
Quinn: You convince miss high and mighty of that.
Liv: Maybe she just cares about you?
Liv: Well, if you decide you want some lemme know.
Quinn: She does, but she's also anti-everything fun
Liv: Fun is relative. Different for everyone.
Liv: sounds like you need fun, grumpy
Quinn: But weed is nearly always fun, and Frannie turns up her nose at it.
Quinn: I need a fucking break is what I need.
Liv: plus how do you know Frannie hasn’t made edibles before? She definitely has.
Liv: You’re literally on break
Quinn: Is my withdrawal brain reading shit wrong or did you just say that Frannie, Francine Grace Fabray MADE edibles?!
Liv: She did! On Sunday.
Quinn: The fuck?
Liv: It’s why I have them
Quinn: You made edibles with my sister?
Quinn: god this feels like a hallucination
Liv: I did!
Liv: They’re so yummy too
Quinn: What fucking world did I faze into that my sister is making edibles?
Liv: Why does it matter?
Liv: It just means she doesn’t care if you let me bring you some
Quinn: She'll still fuckin kill me
Liv: I just wanna chill with you Fabray
Quinn: I'm probably the last fucker in Boston you really wanna hang out with.
Liv: Hey now, don’t put words in my mouth :frowning emoji:
Quinn: I'm not good company right now.
Liv: That’s okay. I can just drop cookies off?
Quinn: No. It'd be a bad idea. I don't know what adding that onto everything else would do. Would like to at least give Fran the chance to kill me.
Liv: Okay. I’ll bring some Tuesday then. How’s that?
Quinn: Sounds great. And tell whichever of the women in that house you're talking to that I know what I'm doing.
Liv: You sure about that?
Quinn: Yeah, this isn't my first rodeo.
Liv: Well they love you
Quinn: Doesn't always feel like like it. Fucking snitch.
Liv: Rather be a snitch then lose you
Quinn: I was talking about Bea. Though you're not much better.
Liv: What did she do?
Quinn: Tattled to Frannie
Liv: she is the baby
Quinn: And I told her I was fine.
Liv: Yeah, I mean drugs usually don’t equate to fine. But it’s fine.
Liv: What do you have going on Monday?
Quinn: I'm detoxing. It's fine.
Quinn: high school reunion of the horny variety, apparently
Liv: But why stop if you wanna do them so bad?
Liv: Ooooooh
Liv: Gross
Quinn: Frannie. And I only trust one guy to supply me, though after this my trust is wavering.
Quinn: Pretty little brat that I'm inclined to believe is as good with her mouth as she says.
Liv: So you stopped enough to trick her?
Liv: Hopefully she’s not lying
Quinn: If she thought I wasn't using she didn't worry.
Quinn: Pretty little song bird who also doesn't know how to shut up. So if that woman doesn't know how to put that mouth of hers to good use, well, she knows what I'll do to her.
Liv: Looks like you’re spots been blown up unfortunately
Liv: What now?
Liv: Hopefully she shuts up enough to use her mouth
Quinn: Fuck if I know.
Quinn: She likes being put in her place, I'm sure I can that mouth to do what I want it to.
Liv: Cool
Liv: sounds funnnn
Quinn: I should ask if she's gotten rid of her reindeer sweater...
Liv: LOL u joking?
Quinn: This girl wore short fucking skirts, knee high socks, and sweaters so fucking often. And no matter how much teasing and bullying occurred she wouldn't change. Even her so-called friends tried to get her to toss the fucking reindeer sweater and she just wouldn't.
Liv: Well, stubborn can be fun. I think.
Liv: My brother always wears funny bow ties. People don’t appreciate them but he does it anyways.
Quinn: Bowties I can appreciate. Unflattering sweaters with reindeer I cannot
Liv: They were unflattering even with the knee socks?
Quinn: From ankle to waist she was perfect. Great legs, an amazing ass. And then BOOM reindeer
Liv: LOL you’ll have to let me know what she wears cause I’m big curious
Quinn: Hopefully not much. But yeah, I'll let you know
Liv: She shows up naked. Could you imagine :laughing cat emoji:
Quinn: If she wasn't meeting in public first I am not entirely sure I'd complain.
Liv: Why public if you know each other?
Quinn: Because it's been 11 years since high school and I'm not stupid enough to give someone I barely know my address?
Liv: Did she know your address back then? :winking emoji:
Quinn: No. My father would have had a conniption if I even entertained the idea of being acquainted with her.
Liv: Ohhhhhh
Liv: Romeo and Juliet vibes :laughing cat emoji: :laughing cat emoji: laughing cat emoji:
Quinn: I wanted nothing to do with her back then. Except when I could get her angry enough to storm off so I could watch her go.
Liv: So you kinda wanted something to do with her
Quinn: I wanted less to do with her than she wanted to do with me.
Liv: Omg was she in love with you
Quinn: She wanted me to fuck her in the locker room. Apparently on multiple occasions.
Liv: Jesus
Liv: that’s hot
Quinn: Spanking included
Liv: Well then
Quinn: Mmhmm
Liv: Well hopefully she’s just horny for you and not obsessed with you
Quinn: I've had worse people obsessed with me
Liv: Fair enough.
Liv: So what are you going to make her do?
Quinn: Haven't decided yet.
Liv: No fair
Quinn: I mean, she's given me so many ideas. Definitely like the idea of spanking her, getting her on her knees, not letting her up until I'm satisfied."
Liv: you could kill her between your legs and she probably wouldn’t care
Quinn: Probably
Liv: That’s a sacrifice I’d probably take too
Quinn: Is that so?
Liv: For sure
Quinn: Interesting.
Quinn: So, you and Frannie?
Liv: We’re friends because of Arin! Love that woman
Quinn: Okay, but like how are you two JUST NOW connecting? I mean, you and the queen of darkness have known each other for a while, right?
Liv: It just sort of happened, idk
Liv: the same way you spent your summers with my Blaine
Quinn: Excuse me what?
Liv: Blaine Anderson | Liv Anderson
Quinn: Bruh.
Liv: Tell me about it. I could have gotten into so many pants way sooner.
Quinn: So like, why weren't you?
Liv: You know, dads suck!
Quinn: Mood
Liv: I punched him in the face and he shipped me off to boarding school :sunglasses emoji:
Quinn: Damn, I wish
Quinn: I just write songs about mine
Liv: Mine doesn’t exist to me anymore so no songs need to be written
Liv: At least they are good!!!
Quinn: I'm sure I don't exist to him but that doesn't make the trauma and shit nonexistent
Liv: Neither does the drugs
Quinn: The drugs have very little to do with THAT bastard
Liv: Okay. My apologies.
Liv: They still don’t help trauma
Quinn: They stop the memories way more than you'd think
Liv: Doesn’t make it the way
Quinn: Yeah, well they work.
Liv: I know
Quinn: and that's the part that matters.
Quinn: so like how did you get her to make edibles?
Liv: I asked her
Quinn: What the ever loving fuck have I missed the last 9 months?
Liv: I don’t know LOL
Quinn: Neither do I.
Liv: The world just got smaller mostly.
Liv: and everyone is horny and kinky
Liv: Or both
Quinn: Both, definitely both.
Liv: Specially them Fabray girls
Quinn: Not all of us.
Liv: All of you dude
Quinn: Last a checked my not-so-closeted older sister is still in fact a sex free bitch. And as much as even I know kink isn't always sexual, Frannie might have an interested, but that definitely doesn't result in actually being willing.
Liv: An interest is enough for me to label you all kinky. That’s all.
Quinn: Okay then
Liv: And you are horny I’m sure
Quinn: nah, withdrawal sucks that shit right outta ya. Hoping I don't have to cancel Monday, honestly
Liv: omg that’d break her heart probably
Quinn: Probably
Liv: such power
Quinn: Mmhmm
Liv: if you cancel on her let’s hang out
Quinn: If I cancel on her it will be because I still feel like death
Liv: and I can’t take care of you?
Quinn: Why would you want to?
Liv: Friends take care of friends
Liv: I messaged you because I was hoping you’d let me come over to help you. It just also meant I could let Frannie know you are okay
Quinn: I'm fine, Liv, really. Just some extra shit I wasn't expecting to deal with.
Liv: You guys are so fucking frustrating holy shit
Liv: Okay. I get it. But I want to help. And I’m here for you. That’s all. You can believe it and I hope you would but I won’t force you.
Quinn: I know I am. Bea, if you know her is too. But what's frustrating about Frannie? Like, from a you perspective?
Quinn: I just don't need the help right now, okay? Go be a brat to someone who can handle it
Liv: She doesn’t take a single compliment.
Liv: I’m not being a brat I’m trying to be a friend
Quinn: Is there a reason you're trying that hard to compliment my sister?
Quinn: You're being a bratty friend.
Liv: It’s easy to?
Quinn: ... You like her don't you
Liv: We’re friends. Obviously I like her.
Quinn: Bitch, you know what I mean
Liv: I haven’t thought about it like that tbh
Liv: Maybe I do
Liv: That’s fun
Quinn: Does she know? Does she like you back? I need details bitch
Liv: You think she knows when I didn’t know?
Quinn: I don't know. Maybe? Like does she like you?
Liv: I mean she likes hanging out with me and made edibles with me
Quinn: Mmhm. And?
Liv: What do you mean and? We just chill a lot
Liv: And laugh a lot lol
Quinn: Okay. That's something. But also you're terrible at this. I'm gonna have to ask Arin. Arin knows these things.
Liv: Arin knows everything
Liv: I also don’t know anything right now outside the fact that I’m seconds from exploding
Quinn: Except how to fall in love with someone who WON'T cheat on her.
Quinn: Getting relief, I hope?
Liv: low blow
Liv: Maybe she can date Bea. Bea doesn’t know anyone but us.
Liv: Yes sooooon
Quinn: But the truth.
Quinn: Don't know how I feel about that. Though, pretty sure she had a crush on Arin when we were younger.
Quinn: oooh
Liv: I mean who didn’t have a crush on Arin? LOL
Liv: oooooh
Quinn: Frannie. And presumably Blaine.
Quinn: Who???
Liv: Wonder if Sugar did. She’s worse than anyone I know when it comes to realizing feelings LOL
Liv: Arin
Quinn: Sugar had it BAD. Like, literally got her ass beat multiple times with a book cos she refused to leave Arin alone. Now she just pretends to hate her for it.
Quinn: enjoy the queen of darkness, you both probbaly need it though like... does Frannie know?
Liv: LOLOLOLOLOLOl
Liv: Yeah, I think she knows. I mean I don’t know how she wouldn’t know.
Quinn: uh huh. and do you know if she reacted to this?
Liv: What do you mean?
Liv: I don’t know.
Liv: she said she didn’t need Arin
Quinn: I mean how did she react. Was it normal. Was it short. Did it take longer or faster than it should have.
Liv: She gets short a lot. I didn’t really note it as different
Liv: This is so much
Quinn: Well, when you have a chance, compare what everytime she's gotten short with you has in common and met me know
Liv: Quinn, I really like sex and she doesn’t
Liv: I don’t think we could ever work
Liv: it’s not that serious
Quinn: Look, I can't say why she's repulsed lord knows that's her story to tell, but she's on that site for a reason. A reason that I pray means what I think it does. Don't count her out because of her history.
Liv: I’m not counting her out. I just think you’ve got it all wrong.
Quinn: I don't think I do. But Arin will know more and I will get my answer. Just think over why she gets short with you.
Liv: Stubborn :sweat emoji:
Quinn: Fabray genetics. Running away, being attractive, a desire to be right.
Liv: can you like wait to bug arin until I’m done with her?
Quinn: You mean til she's done with you, but yeah, I'm gonna go pass out
Liv: goodnight Quinn :winking emoji:
Quinn: enjoy the queen of darkness
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