#No one knows how the fuck to describe their relationship- are they friends?? Rivals?? Lovers?? Just too dudes who apparently have known

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 170

Once again on my Ras & Danny being training rivals thanks to time travel bullshit. 

Look, Danny knows about the league of Assassins, but he almost dies of laughter when he realizes it’s the modern name of the league of Shadows. He’s an adult now, has been for a while, he’s allowed to find the situation he’s found himself in amusing. Hell, his sparring buddy who is somehow still alive is laughing too. 

And no one else knows what’s going on, okay? This random man walked into their secret base, completely ignored the many assassins trying to stop him, and called their illustrious leader a “Little Bitch Man” and they are now fighting?

The fighting is familiar, but why the fuck is Ras cackling and saying things like “Ayreh Feek” back. Practically saying “Fuck you,” while laughing and oh Pit, they’re Bantering this is terrifying, why has Ras not won yet, why has this man not died yet and- bodies aren’t supposed to bend like that what the fuck- 

Ras on the other hand, has One friend, who is immortal like him, actually remembers the shit he complains about, is also down for saving endangered animals, and actually knows how to spar! It’s not a proper spar unless someone loses at least a hand that has to be reattached! And honestly, people nowadays should know that the proper greeting to an old friend is to instantly try to kill the other. 

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #Jason & Talia & the Assassins are just standing there in utter confusion #Dusan also standing there: Oh thank fuck his sparring buddy is back we kept losing operatives whenever Father decided to be affectionate #Most of the League is at least Ecto contaminated but the Al Ghuls are Liminal AF #Danny as a teen: Ur a lil bitch lmao #Ras as a teen: Well fuck you too I hope the earth swallows you where you stand #Danny as an adult when he sees his friend: Hey Bitch #Ras to everyone’s horror: Hey Fucker you’re a decade late #Danny: Had a king to kill you know how it is #Talia: Alright Jason time for you to go to Gotham I think there might be hallucinogens in the Base #Jason: No I want to see more of this this is comedy gold #Tiny Damian doing mental gymnastics: Is this Grandmother????? #No one knows how the fuck to describe their relationship- are they friends?? Rivals?? Lovers?? Just too dudes who apparently have known #each other for a Very long time????

[trashsketch]

Favourite fanfic about the killugons?

A mischaracterisation about them that is very annoying? Do you like their hairstyles with their hair down? How did you meet them in the first place? Your first impression of them vs. today's impression of them?

oh anon it's very hard to pick a favourite HAHA but i wanna plug Dreams Like Water, Like Wind by xyliane again, I read it all in one afternoon and it made me feel so many things ;w; (I really should re-read it, it's got everything you love to see: strong slowburn killugon, gon risking it all to save his something-more-than-just-a-friend....sigh i love them)

and well. okay i wrote like several paragraphs about what my personal hcs are for gon but deleted it all. BUT all i need you to know is this: gon is way more selfless than the gon haters make him out to be. this boy is full of love and trauma

i tend to stick to gon and killua's canon hairstyles cause i think gon's spikes are a hilarious contrast to killua's soft fluffy hair, but i like seeing other people's art of them with their hair down, especially gon!

and first time seeing fanart of hxh was from an old deviantart user I followed, I cannot for the life of me remember their username now but they made some pretty sweet art of gon and killua being besties hanging out in a forest, and this was back in 2011. I tried picking up the anime in 2013, but stopped on ep 3 right before killua showed up (tragedy!!!). when i finally watched the entire show through in 2018 i was sold for life!

first impressions of gon and killua after watching the show fully: oh my god they are lovers who don't really know what word to use for describing their relationship yet. my fucking god. they are a pair do not separate (and when they did separate in canon i remained hopeful that it wont be a permanent one)

current impression: they really are the best shounen m/m pairing of all time!!!!! i haven't seen much else that could rival them (controversial take but true to me. i love plenty other ships but nothing's been the same as them).

#ask #killugon #gon is always a divisive character compared to killua cause his entire story arc is a fascinating character regression study #Yoshihiro Togashi i will respect you forever for your storytelling decisions #thank you for letting me yell into this void

[zutaralesbian]

Tagged by the lovely @callivich to answer these Gallavich questions! Thank you, they were fun 😊

1. What’s a fic you’ve read more than once?

You Can Bite Me by Shamelessquestions. I love the vampire trope so having arguably the most iconic author for the Gallavich fandom write something for it was a dream come true. And it did not disappoint.

2. What’s a gifset you always have to reblog?

I can’t really think of a specific gifset but pretty much anything that involves paralleling Gallavich’s first ever scene with one of them getting married or engaged is my shit. It’s the journey.

3. What’s a headcanon you can’t stop thinking about?

A headcanon that is my Truth and that I always stick to is that the first time Ian told Mickey he loved him was in 4x11 after Mickey came out.

4. What’s a fanart you love looking at?

This one ❤️

5. What’s an idea you’d love to create if you had the time/inspiration?

I have a thousand different fic ideas running through my head at all times 😭 But one that’s been lingering in my head lately in particular is a canon divergence where Mickey completes his time in prison after S6 but doesn’t try to contact Ian after he’s released. Years later, they run into each other in a different city when they’re both in their early thirties and married to other people. They decide to catch up and try being friends. However, they quickly realize that the romantic feelings never fully went away and things spiral into them having an affair with each other. It’d be a super messy fic but would capitalize on the aspect of them being magnetic soulmates who ultimately can’t stay away from each other no matter the circumstances.

6. What’s something you’ve discovered since entering this fandom? A new trope you love? A different analysis of the show? Something else?

Hmmm…tbh I can’t really think of anything in particular for this question

7. What’s an underrated trope or concept you’d like to see more of?

I’ve said this before, but Gallavich is one of those ships that I feel like can fit into a large pool of AU’s. That being said, I would personally like to read more enemies to lovers and/or rivals to lovers. I kinda get why it’s a little rare since in canon, Ian/Mickey definitely are a friends with benefits to lovers type trope. But I can’t help it…I love reading fics where two characters fucking hate each other before falling in love lol

8. What’s your favourite season? And has this changed after multiple rewatches of the show?

S4. And it’s pretty much been that way since the first time I watched the show. Mickey is my fave so I’m definitely biased considering it was arguably his best season.

9. What’s a plot hole you wish had been answered or resolved?

I would have liked to have gotten to know more about Mickey and Mandy’s mother. I guess in a way it is kind of fun that the fandom can have their own headcanons about her. I kind of have a headcanon that Mickey and Mandy have a different biological mother than the rest of the Milkovich siblings because they look alike but both look different from Terry.

10. What scene or moment do you feel isn’t discussed enough?

This is another hard one because I personally feel that the fandom does a pretty good job of discussing and analyzing all of Ian and Mickey’s important scenes. I guess maybe the “you’re just a warm mouth to me” scene in S2. It gets overshadowed as far as angsty scenes go considering everything Ian/Mickey go through in their relationship later. But I feel like it was their first big heartbreak with each other.

11. What line/dialogue/description from something else (a poem, a book, a tv show, a movie, or something else) do you feel describes Ian and Mickey’s relationship?

"When you meet the right person, you know it. You can't stop thinking about them. They are your best friend and your soulmate. You can't wait to spend the rest of your life with them. No one and nothing else can compare." (From How I Met Your Mother)

12. What do you think is next for Ian and Mickey post-finale?

I think they stay in their westside apartment for a little while but ultimately do decide to move out when their lease is up. They end up getting a decent place back in the south side, after both of them admit they miss it. Ian brings up the idea of them having kids from time to time but the idea still makes Mickey nervous. They compromise by deciding to try out being pet owners first and get a cat and a dog. (The cat being a stray they find on the streets and the dog adopted from a shelter). They run their security business for a while but eventually Mickey does encourage Ian to try something new, knowing his husband has a hero complex and might not be fully satisfied with a career that doesn’t involve him helping people. What that is, I’m not entirely sure. I’d like to see him go back into the medical field but I don’t know how feasible that is with him being a felon. But hey, it’s also the Shameless universe so anything is possible.

Tagging: @whaticameherefor @milkymickeyway @such-a-barbarian @auds-and-evens

I feel like most of my Shameless moots were tagged in the og post but if I happened to miss anyone feel free take this as a tag!

#gallavich #shameless #*

[mariejordans]

Do you have any TV show recs with really good romances?

oh boy, do i! one thing about me? i’m gonna watch a show for the romance subplot. but also this is such a broad topic, i’ll try to narrow it down into two categories: show recs with romance as a main plot, or at least a good majority of the plot, and show recs with romantic subplots that aren’t the main focus! so without further ado…

starting with the former:

bridgerton. i know there’s a lot of mixed feelings about this show, a lot of them are definitely valid, and while the first season romance is kinda meh (and questionable), the second season makes up for it completely imo. i was obsessed with kanthony for a good few months after s2 came out, just because the chemistry between the actors was just so potent and explosive. it’s a true enemies to lovers trope if i’ve ever seen one and it’s just so well done imo

one tree hill. early 00s cheesy teen dramas are kind of my kryptonite and oth is probably the king teen drama of all imo. i wouldn’t say the romance is the main plot of most of the show (and not a lot of the romance is great 😭), but it is a major plot point of a lot of the seasons. i’m recommending this for one reason and one reason only: nathan and haley. it’s a classic popular guy x nerd girl and they get together after she starts tutoring him in secret and i just love what their relationship turned out to be. haley is a badass and i Love her and naley basically raised me, so that’s why it’s here :)

doom at your service. honestly, i could recommend quite a few kdramas, bc a lot of them do have what i consider “true” romantic main plots, but i thought i would narrow it down to one. it’s about this young woman who has an extremely shitty day and wishes on a shooting star for the world to end, not knowing that the spirit of Doom himself is actually listening. idk how else to describe this show honestly, the main couple between the young woman and Doom is just soooo so so so good, it’s so sweet and very romantic, i just really can’t recommend it enough.

as i was starting this list, i realized i didn’t have very many true romance shows so let’s move onto the next category, which are the romantic subplots 😭

marvel’s runaways. i think i would maybe recommend this show before everything else just because it has a lot of similarities to gen v and the romantic subplots are *chef’s kiss*. i LOVED karolina and nico, one of my favorite wlw ships, and i also really loved gert and chase as well. it did, unfortunately, get cancelled pretty early but still well worth the watch imo.

agents of shield. another marvel show, honestly one of their most underrated shows. i’ve never really been super interested in the mcu, but i loved some of the older, adjacent tv shows (aos, runaways, CLOAK & DAGGER.) my favorite romantic subplot in this show is fitzsimmons, one of my FAVORITE friends to lovers ships, i think the way they were developed was so perfect, had just the right amount of pining, angst, and slowburn. i also love mackelena and may and coulson!

the wilds. okay, so i have a complicated relationship with this tv show, but just know that s1 is AMAZING. shelby and toni are another one of my fave wlw ships and don’t even get me started on leah and fatin…they weren’t a crackship, it was real to ME. i don’t wanna talk about s2, but s1 is definitely worth the watch.

anne with an e. gilbert and anne. that’s all i have to say. if you liked the rivals to lovers aspect in limoreau, you’ll love shirbert. also, it’s just a very cozy and comforting watch.

the good place. this show had me fucked up but in a good way. the romance between eleanor and chidi isn’t the main focus, but i think it adds so much to the characters development and to the plot of the show. even the crackships are good, tahani and eleanor had great chemistry, and jason and janet were just hilarious.

alchemy of souls. another kdrama and i want to preface this by saying kdramas, especially costume dramas like this one, can be super hard to get into. they’re very long (episodes can go up to an hour and a half) and often veeeery slow, but it’s TOTALLY worth it in my opinion because this show has one of my favorite romances EVER. that first season ending? oh it’s so good. i binged this in like a week and i couldn’t watch anything for a while after because i couldn’t stop thinking about it.

mozart in the jungle. probably the most obscure show on this list, and FARRRR under appreciated. as a classical musician who is currently studying music in university, this show was right up my alley when it came out. the romance between hailey and rodrigo is slow and a bit subtle at first but they were such a fun and dysfunctional duo that somehow fit together perfectly. they just got each other perfectly, imo. the ending left me heartbroken a bit, but i’ve since come to realize it was the best possible ending they could’ve given us and i’ve made peace.

ALRIGHT THAT’S IT THAT’S THE LIST (pt. 3)

i had fun making this! anon, i hope you find that one of these shows works for you and also that you still think i have great taste after 😭

#why am i kinda nervous to post this 😭 #if it turns out i do have bad taste pls look away 😭😭 #asks #recs

[tomhollandfics]

Stark!Reader

* = smut

Something About You - @loveaffaire

something about peter irked you to death even though everyone thought he was sweet - something about you screamed untouchable and that made peter feel something he couldn’t understand

Noodles - @waitimcomingtoo

peter stumbles across your nudes on the computer

Fifty Bucks - @spiritualchange

fifty bucks to kiss the new guy, what can go wrong?

Dinner - @starryspideyy

your father, tony stark, unknowingly invites peter to a family dinner - problem is: he doesn’t know you two are dating, and he told you to bring your partner

Red Handed - @vendettaparker

you and peter get caught red-handed playing “naked games” by morgan, leading to am extremely pissed off tony

The Baby Project (Series) - @angel-spidey

it is a known fact that peter parker and y/n stark don’t get along, she hates how he is polite to everyone but her and he despises the fact that you are aways ready to fight him for the tiniest of issues - the baby project comes along and ties these two rivals in a frustrating, tension filled deal which can’t be broken - chaos, pure chaos and maybe, just maybe a little bit of love

Secret - @earlgreydream

peter parker x starkreader, secretly dating and getting caught by the avengers

*Break It In - @simplyparker

peter gets his first car, and you want to have some fun

Thorns N’ Roses - @marvelousmrsmarvel

roses are red, violets are blue, and receiving random bouquets of flowers seems to mean love is in the air for you. getting such gifts seems to throw your best friend peter (who has harboring feelings for you) over the edge - but, who’s behind giving you these gifts?

Not Your Average Field Trip - @spideykaiparker

peter's decathlon team are going on a field trip to stark industries, but peter wasn't allowed to go, long story short, they bumped into peter in the hallway, catching peter in a slight compromising situation

Thunderstorm - @marvelsswansong

peter and you hate each other and can never seem to get along, much to the dismay of your father, tony stark - that is, until one stormy night and your fear of thunder changes everything

Bunnies - @kelieah

best friends to lovers where they are going to one of tony’s christmas parties

Going Up - @marvelouspeterparker

there was something about peter parker that rubbed you the wrong way but with pure luck, you get stuck in an elevator with the one guy you hate most. or do you?

The Favourite - @softspideys

you’re convinced your dad likes peter parker more than you, until he saves your life

Dancing With Our Hands Tied (Series) - @maybepointlessthoughts

reader looks back at her past, all of it leading up to one fateful decision and the aftermath

Something To Remember Me By - @ptersmj

the reader is at the graveyard at the end of nwh, with happy, visiting tony's grave and she sees peter but doesnt remember him at all

It's You? - @annascorpia

y/n stark is the secret daughter of tony stark trying to live a normal and with a huge crush on peter parker - he is secretly spiderman and has a huge crush on y/n - neither of them has made a move in fear of the other being mad; that is until one night they run into each other

Burning Red - @spideyspeaches

you always could rely on colours to describe ones personality, you found that out at a pretty early age - no matter how strange the person was, they always had a colour to them that matched the way they talked and walked

Your Ass Looks Fucking Hot - @luvparkers

peter’s insatiable needs exposes his identity as spider-man as well as your three year relationship is a couple

*Your Mess - @peterbenjiparker

peter got drunk at flash's party and you have to take care of him

Peach Lip Balm - @amortentiaparker

peter has always hated anything and everything about peaches, what happened?

Jealousy, Jealousy - @pogueslandia

with the strain to constantly look perfect in the public eye, you start to get caught in the middle of a battle between loving and hating yourself, and your boyfriend takes notice

You Make Me Smile - @redschillzone

peter and the reader make a bet and it’s a race to see who wins it; though it’s not hard to see who the winner is anyway

Parachutes - @marvelousmarvelimagines

a couple of months after peter getting back on your dad’s good side, everything has been going great, and the two of you have been getting … closer - but then you almost get caught

There for You - @ughseoks

the reader lost someone close to them, and peter and dad tony are trying to cheer them up

Begin Again - @tom-holland-parker

8 months after you broke up with peter, you finally agree to meet up with him, but you’re still unsure if he deserves a second chance

*Shit - @skyahri

tony accidentally walks in on you doing the deed and to say he isn't happy is an understatement

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fic #peter parker angst #peter parker smut #fic lists #peter parker x stark!reader #stark!reader

[kpopfanfictrash]

Raise the Barre (Ch. 10)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: Jimin / Reader

Rating: 18+ (Eventual Smut)

Genre: Enemies to Lovers / Dance Academy!AU

Warnings: the angst continues, but this time there are glimmers of progress

Word Count: 7,221

Summary: You and Park Jimin have been rivals for as long as you’ve known one another; ever since he tripped you in the front row of your first dance convention. When you graduate from high school and enter Russet Ballet Academy, you tell yourself you’re leaving all past quarrels behind. The main problem with this though, is that your past seems determined not to leave you alone.

Worse still, the obstacles you face while out in the real world might prove more challenging than anything your enemy has to offer.  

For the first time all year, Jimin didn’t show up at class the next day.

You’d been dreading seeing him, unable to sleep all night as the kiss replayed itself in your mind. You’d told Jimin you needed to think and now, one day later, you still had no idea what to say.

You’d fucked up – big time.

Cheater had never been a label you would’ve applied to yourself; but here you were, scarlet letter on your chest. Yesterday seemed fuzzy whenever you remembered it, as though it had happened to you, as opposed to being something you’d done. Each time you recalled the moment, the kiss, your heart threatened to burst in your chest. You weren’t sure if this was because of Jimin or Finn.

Finn still hadn’t texted or called you since the fight. Maybe fight wasn’t the right word to describe the knock-down, blowout match you’d had in the library. You and Finn had never fought like that before. You’d had disagreements of course but had always managed to work things out. This was the first time you’d left an argument and found yourself at a loss.

Finn wanted a more available girlfriend and you wanted to dance.

Deep down, you knew this was an unsolvable problem, but the idea just seemed so unfathomable. The idea that this would be the thing to break you up. It hadn’t been a problem back in high school. Maybe Finn hadn’t always come to your dance competitions, but he’d attended recitals and brought you flowers at nearby performances. He’d always seemed to enjoy your dancing, even if he hadn’t fully understood it.

It made your heart ache to imagine that deep down, Finn thought your decisions were foolish. When you awoke Thursday morning, you saw Finn hadn’t called and nearly dialed his number, but then you looked at the clock and swore. Ballet began in an hour.

This conversation wasn’t one to do over the phone. Talking to Finn would have to wait, so you scrambled out of bed and threw on your clothes. Noelle had comforted you the best she could the night prior, but she still didn’t know the extent of what’d happened. All you’d said was you had a fight with Finn.

Saying it out loud felt like admitting defeat. Admitting what you’d done meant you’d have to see Noelle’s expression when you explained – when you told her you’d kissed Jimin while still dating Finn. You didn’t want to see her face when she learned the truth; you were having enough difficulty confronting it yourself.

Pushing this from mind, you focused on today as you entered the classroom. You would be forced to see Jimin this morning. You’d been so worried about talking to Finn, you’d nearly forgotten about the other piece of the equation.

You had kissed Jimin, and then you’d run away.

As you entered, you scanned the room and frowned when you didn’t immediately see him. Jimin usually arrived before you and Noelle. Setting your bag down, you began to warm up and continued to glance at the clock. At one minute until the hour, you began to grow nervous. If Jimin didn’t arrive in the next thirty seconds, the door to the room would shut and that would be that.

Watching the second hand tick, your stomach twisted as the unthinkable happened. Jimin didn’t show up. Ballet on Thursdays was taught by Mr. Vlad, who was notoriously punctual and at exactly 9:00 AM, he shut the door.

You had the sudden urge to check your phone for missed texts, but there was no time. Instead, you were forced to stand at the barre as you began pliés. You knew the second you started today would be a lost cause but could do nothing about it. Your relationship with Finn was in shambles, Jimin was clearly avoiding you but still, you needed to dance.

After class, you called Finn and went again to voicemail. Standing alone in your dorm room, you swallowed and tossed your phone on the bed. Fine – if he wouldn’t answer, you’d go and see him.

Stripping out of your leotard, you tossed this in the laundry to pull on new clothes. Jeans, sweater, coat – slamming a hat on your head, you shoved both hands in mittens and threw your bag over your shoulder. You were halfway out the door when you came to a stop.

You had no idea what to say to Finn.

Shutting your eyes, you slowly exhaled. You were angry, that much was true. Furious, even – his words had been biting, you were still hurting but you also still loved him, as insane as that sounded. Opening your eyes, you glanced at your trembling hands.

You hated feeling this way – weak, irrational. You hated wanting Finn, loving him and being so hurt all at the same time. Worse still, you hated the guilt clouding your judgement and lessening some of your anger. Finn had been wrong to say what he’d said, but you’d also been wrong to kiss Jimin.

For weeks now, you’d felt something for Jimin. Maybe months if you were being totally honest with yourself. Jimin had always consumed a larger amount of your waking hours than could be considered entirely normal for a supposed enemy.

Slowly, you turned and set down your keys. Removing your hat from your head, you stared at the door. Before you could talk yourself out of it, you sat at your desk and dialed Finn’s number.

It rang several times and then went to voicemail. This time, you didn’t hang up.

“Hey. It’s me.” You paused. “Finn, listen, I… we need to talk. Things have gotten so messed up lately. So… fucked up, right? I’m pissed, Finn. I’m really mad at you, but that’s not the only reason we need to talk. I – just call me back. Okay?”

You hesitated, wanting to tell him I love you, but forced yourself to hang up instead. Lowering your phone to your lap, you released a sigh. You supposed for all your avoidance of Finn, you deserved to give him a little more time to think.

Even though sitting here not doing anything was killing you.

As stupid as it sounded, you couldn’t bring yourself to break up over the phone. That would be considered the lowest of low. If you even wanted to break up, that is. It had been less than a week since you’d first had the thought in the cab – maybe you and Finn didn’t belong together. It seemed like a foreign concept still, as nonsense to you as chopping off your own hand.

But you couldn’t ignore things any longer. Something was obviously wrong between you. You needed to talk, you needed to lay all cards on the table and decide where you’d go next.

Closing your eyes, you leaned back in the chair. Without quite meaning to, your thoughts wandered to Jimin.

This seemed to happen more and more lately. You weren’t sure when he started vying for Finn’s place in your mind. The shift had been subtle, a change you’d barely noticed at first. But no – that wasn’t entirely true. It wasn’t as though Jimin had taken Finn’s place, but rather forged an entirely new one.

What you felt for Jimin was different from how you felt for Finn. With Finn, things between you were comfortable, things – had – felt supportive and strong. Now, Finn was none of those things to you, but he still didn’t compare to how you felt for Jimin.

Jimin was like a breath of fresh air after being inside for too long. He was something you hadn’t even realized you missed until you went out. You wouldn’t feel like this for Jimin unless something were wrong with the room you were currently in.

Suddenly, you felt very tired.

You’d always prided yourself on your ability to persevere, on your talent for overcoming by simply pushing on. This though wasn’t something you could solve through sheer force of will. The mess you’d created was only made worse by your infernal stubbornness.

Opening your phone, you flipped to the thread between you and Jimin. The last text he’d sent you had been a TikTok before the night of the kiss. True to his word, Jimin had pretended to forget all about the club and instead, simply returned to being your friend. Rereading your texts, you felt your chest tighten.

It wasn’t as though Jimin had been entirely innocent.

He’d known you had a boyfriend, but you’d never done anything to push him away. You’d been the one to move closer in the club. You had been the one to kiss him first. Jimin didn’t deserve to be treated this way and slowly, you lowered your head to your hands.

It was too much. By all rights, several people should hate you right now and you had no idea how to fix any of it.

Looking up, you set your jaw and sent Jimin a text.

Y/N: you weren’t in ballet class today. Is everything okay? [3:14 PM]

It took Jimin a while to respond. While you waited, you stared at the ceiling, then the floor until you saw ellipses typing. Jimin paused, then stopped and started again. After several long minutes, you got a new text.

Jimin: was sick, sorry [3:22 PM]

Y/N: that sucks :/ [3:22 PM]

Jimin: Y/N. What do you want? [3:23 PM]

Swallowing hard, you sat back. You had no idea what you wanted, and therein lay the problem. Belatedly, you realized you couldn’t have this conversation before you talked to Finn. You couldn’t know what you were apologizing for until you knew where you stood with your current relationship.

You needed more time, which was what you had told Jimin yesterday – and then proceeded to ignore, texting him now.

Y/N: nothing. I’m sorry. I just… wanted to make sure you were okay [3:25 PM]

He started typing again, then stopped. This happened a few more times and you imagined Jimin rewriting whatever it was he wanted to tell you. Finally, he sent his text and you felt your heart sink.

Jimin: yeah. I’m fine. [3:27 PM]

Y/N: okay [3:28 PM]

Placing your phone to the side, you fought back the tears which now threatened to fall.

You’d never imagined yourself an emotional person, so you couldn’t imagine where all this was coming from. Some long-lost, pent-up part of yourself which throbbed and whispered how stupid you were. Stupid to have fought with Finn, stupid to have pushed Jimin away, stupid to have kissed him and hurt everyone in the process.

Climbing into your bed, you curled into a ball and let the tears fall until you had nothing left.

The next morning, you walked into ballet class with red-rimmed eyes. Noelle had returned yesterday afternoon, taken one look at your face and transitioned to mom mode. She thought your breakdown was all about Finn and you hadn’t bothered to correct her. In a way, it all was.

He still hadn’t called. When you woke, you battled again whether to go to Redfield and confront him in person. That hadn’t worked out so well the last time, but it was driving you crazy to exist in this state of not knowing.

When you entered class Friday morning, you saw an unfamiliar woman at the front and felt your heart sink. In the chaos of this past week, you’d nearly forgotten about today’s master class.

Maisie Vern was a renowned choreographer of classical ballet. She’d choreographed for some of the most well-known ballets all over the world, with her pas de deux choreography receiving comparisons to Balanchine originals.

You’d completely forgotten she was teaching today. Starting to panic, you forced yourself to stay calm. Just because your private life was falling to pieces didn’t mean this needed to manifest in your dancing. You could do this.

And then Jimin walked into the room and you realized you couldn’t.

He looked as tired as you felt, dark circles shadowed beneath his eyes. He hardly glanced your way as he entered, crossing to the other side to set down his things. Following him with your gaze, you watched Jimin begin to stretch at the barre. Dark hair fell over his forehead, hiding his face from view.

Forcing yourself not to look, you noticed Seokjin standing at the front. Seeing him beside Miss Vern made your stomach sink. Seokjin was in high demand as a teacher’s assistant; the only reason he’d be here was if he were assisting Miss Vern. And if he were assisting Miss Vern, this meant today’s combination must be a pas de deux.

Confirming your growing dread, Miss Vern clapped both her hands. She was dressed in a slouchy sweater, wispy bun and flat canvas ballet shoes. Effortlessly standing in first position, she glanced around the room.

“Hello,” she said. “For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Maisie Vern. We have a long class today, so make sure your water bottles are full. For the first hour we’ll warm up at the barre, then we’ll move to center and learn some choreography. I will warn you,” she said, raising her brow. “This pas de deux is from a ballet I’m choreographing for the San Francisco ballet, so it has never been performed live before. Therefore! A certain amount of professionalism and confidentiality is expected.”

Whispers swept the room, everyone eager for the opportunity to prove their worth. Even you found yourself awed by the moment – it was a privilege to dance in the same room as Maisie Vern, let alone learn choreography she’d yet to reveal to the public.

“Now.” Miss Vern gestured to Seokjin. “Some of you might know Kim Seokjin, my assistant for the day. He comes to me highly recommended and will help demonstrate some of the more complicated lifts. Today’s pas de deux is less about the choreography though, and more about the emotion.”

Hearing this, you froze at the barre.

“The ballet is a modern-day retelling of the Odyssey epic. Our hero, Odysseus, has just returned home and is reunited with his love, Penelope. He suspects her of cheating in his absence, so he disguises himself as someone else to test her. Penelope realizes who he is and is furious at her husband for his lack of faith.”

Your gaze darted to Jimin. He stared ahead at Miss Vern, but you could see his jaw tense from all the way across the room.

“This pas de deux is all about tension! Two people in love but pushed beyond their limits. Time and distrust have come between them. This,” Miss Vern announced, “will be the goal of you ballerinas and danseurs to convey.”

All around, a few people nodded, but most of the class seemed unnerved by the prospect. Thus far, your classes at Russet had mainly focused on technique. Even in weekly variations class, the emphasis had been on learning the choreography, rather than on how to tell a story.

This was the hallmark of a great dancer, though. Being able to act as you moved, telling a story which the audience could understand.

“It will be a challenge,” Miss Vern said. “However, I think you will find it to be enjoyable. With that said, let’s start at the barre. Pliés!”

Everyone scrambled to stand, including you and Noelle. Pressing play on the music, Miss Vern demonstrated the combination before you began. Barre passed quickly, possibly because you were dreading center so much. All too soon, the hour was up, and Miss Vern instructed the class to find their partners.

Warily, you crossed the room and came to a stop beside Jimin. He looked up as you approached but kept his face carefully neutral. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking and for a moment, felt a glimmer of resentment.

It had taken two people to kiss in that practice room.

Jimin had known you were taken, just as much as you’d known you were dating Finn. Even if you’d started the kiss, Jimin hadn’t stopped it – if anything, he’d kissed you back.

The moment you thought this, some of your anger drained away. Jimin had wanted to talk, but you hadn’t let him. Maybe you’d realized you felt something for him since then, but Jimin had never said anything similar to you.

For all you knew, he’d simply been caught in the moment. It wasn’t as though Jimin had ever said anything about wanting to be more than friends.

“Alright!” Miss Vern clapped her hands. “Ballerinas, you’ll start offstage. We begin at the end of the male solo. By this point in the choreography, Penelope and Odysseus have reunited. In her solo, we realize she knows who he is. In his solo, he’s angry to hear she’s entertained other suitors. They reunite for the coda!”

Glancing again at Jimin, he immediately looked down. The kernel of anger returned and this time, it grew larger. Although yes, you’d initially run away, you had at least tried to reach out to him yesterday. Jimin had been the one to skip class and shut you down.

It wasn’t fair for him to expect you to have all the answers. You had a boyfriend and you’d kissed. Clearly, you had a few things to work through.

Jaw tense, you separated from Jimin and went to stand on the sidelines. Miss Vern began teaching the danseurs the end of their solo, instructing the men to spread out on the floor. Unscrewing the cap of your water bottle, you took a large, angry sip.

As the music began, the male dancers followed suit while you watched from the side.

“Y/N?”

Turning your head, you found Sabrina before you.

She was dressed in her usual ballet clothes, but there was something about her which seemed different today. Maybe it was the hesitancy in her expression.

Looking at her in surprise, you wondered what she had to say. The fight you’d had on Halloween night seemed so far away but had barely been a week ago.

“Yeah?” you said as you set down your water.

Sabrina hesitated, seeming at war with herself. “Hey. So, I was wondering…”

Miss Vern yelled a correction at the group. Gaze darting sideways, you attempted to see who it had been directed to. After a moment, you returned to Sabrina.

“Wondering what?” you said, arching a brow.

“I was just… wondering if we could talk,” Sabrina finished lamely.

You blinked and stared at her in surprise. Out of everything, this was quite possibly the last thing you’d suspected would happen today. Before you could respond though, Miss Vern called for ballerinas to enter.

“Ballerinas!” She motioned you forward. “Your entrance will come from the top right wing. Run through the center and find your partner.”

“I – okay,” you said, realizing Sabrina waited for an answer. “Later.”

Sabrina frowned, about to respond but Miss Vern clapped her hands again, forcing you to move. Hurrying past, you hastily positioned yourself in the back of the room. With everything else that was happening, you didn’t really have time to worry about another enemy.

Speaking of whom – Jimin’s gaze hardened when you approached and in response to this, anger flared in your belly.

You’d asked him to give you time and he had agreed. It seemed this was no longer the case.

Woodenly, Jimin held out his hand. Staying carefully neutral, you took this as Miss Vern began to teach you the steps. She hadn’t been lying when she’d called the pas de deux difficult. By necessity, some of your anger disappeared as you focused on learning.

Jimin seemed equally concentrated, barely looking your way while he practiced. It took nearly forty-five minutes to learn the entire coda, with Miss Vern stopping partway for a water break. By the time you knew the choreography, both of you were sweating.

Miss Vern had also been right to call the pas de deux one about tension. At the start, Jimin’s character was testing Penelope. This involved him pulling you towards him, turning you and making you chase him – until halfway through the coda, when Penelope snapped. Choreography shifting, you began to chase him, revealing you knew who he was.

The choreography was intricate, necessitating trust between partners. Despite everything, you were relieved to find this still existed between you. When you jumped, you knew Jimin would catch you. When you fell, you knew his hands would find your waist.

Still, this didn’t mean things had returned normal. As you practiced a fouetté, turning quickly to face him, Jimin gripped your wrist harder than usual. Wincing, you pushed on towards the next jump.

The combination involved several lifts, one of which was the most psychologically taxing. It involved Jimin lifting you overhead with your front leg extended, holding only your waist. While not the most difficult move technically, it required a certain fortitude of mind to dangle, upside-down from his arms.

This certainly wasn’t helped by the fact that Jimin kept grunting.

“Will you stop doing that?” you hissed as he set you back down.

A muscle in Jimin’s jaw ticked.

“Stop doing what?”

“Grunting. I keep thinking you’re about to drop me.”

Jimin gave you a look, chest heaving for breath. “Well, it’s hard.”

“Our job is to make it look easy.”

“Yeah, look easy,” he argued. “That doesn’t mean it actually is.”

“Well –”

“Let’s just try it again,” Jimin said, cutting you off.

After a moment, you nodded and returned to your position. As you began to practice with music, you felt a familiar sinking feeling in your stomach. It seemed you’d taken several steps backwards since the start of the year. Instead of continuing to grow as partners, you and Jimin had returned to the start.

As you repeated the steps, you felt his grip on you tighten, but Jimin lifted you overhead with nary a grunt. He set you back down, your leg extended in arabesque.

“Good!” said Miss Vern as she walked past. “Try to support her lower back more, though, Jimin. She shouldn’t be falling that far behind.”

As she walked away, Jimin nodded and exhaled a breath. Once she was gone, he turned sideways to face you. Again, his gaze was unfamiliar and cold.

“Alright,” Jimin said. “Again?”

“From where?”

“Middle of the partner section?”

You nodded, taking a step backwards to catch your breath. The break in the partner section began with you running towards him, Jimin catching you around the waist to sweep you into a fish lift.

As you ran through the steps, you tried to concentrate on the choreography. Not on your partner, nor on the uncertainties which roared through your mind. Jimin certainly didn’t seem to have the same qualms you did. By all accounts, Jimin was a sharp, perfunctory, and timely dance partner.

You found this to be maddening.

Just when you’d forgotten how strained things had become, he’d grip your hand a little too tightly, or turn you a little too sharply and your eyes would narrow. After another ten minutes of practice, Miss Vern called your attention by the stereo.

“Let’s try it full out,” she suggested. “I won’t hold the first time against you, but please do your best to execute every lift.”

The class grunted in agreement; wiping sweat from their brows, they retreated to their starting positions.

Glancing at Jimin, you said, “Full out?”

He nodded. “If you want.”

Turning on his heel, he walked across the room. You watched him go, your blood beginning to reach a boiling point. Jimin was acting like a petulant child. This was how he used to be in high school, back when he was your enemy and everything had been simpler, but you didn’t want that anymore.

Now that you knew who Jimin was, you couldn’t possibly go back to hating him. The very idea made your heart hurt.

Possibly you were being unfair, or naïve. Clearly, you’d hurt Jimin, but there wasn’t time to fix things between you before the end of class. You needed to be professional, you needed to pull your shit together and you needed Jimin to do the same. Turning around, you crossed the room and reached your starting spot.

Taking a deep breath, you waited for your cue.

When Miss Vern signaled the ballerinas to enter, you ran – and felt Jimin catch you by the wrist. He wasn’t gentle, pivoting you to a penché and waiting for you to rise. When you did, he crushed you to his chest and caught your knee in posse.

Teeth gritted, you kept your gaze on him while extending á la second. Hand finding your calf, Jimin raised your leg higher. His grip was rougher than usual, making you shiver as his hand slid to your ankle.

Gaze lidded, Jimin bent you in cambré. When he pulled you upwards to face him, your noses practically touched. Your frustration, previously under control, began to unwind.

“Why weren’t you in class yesterday?” you whispered.

Jimin’s eyes flashed, as though in warning. When you turned around, he caught you deftly around the waist. Pulling you to him, Jimin’s breath ghosted your neck.

“I told you,” he murmured. “I was sick.”

“Bullshit,” you said, breaking free of his hold.

Jimin followed close behind, his feet skimming the floor. As you piqued to arabesque, he caught up and pulled you against him.

“You’re avoiding me,” you accused.

“I’m not. And it’s not bullshit,” he added. Turning you around, Jimin dipped you, only to catch you before you hit the floor. “I’m here, aren’t I?”

The next part required more footwork, both of you circling the other. Your breathing was heavier the next time you were close enough to speak.

“You’ve barely spoken to me today,” you hissed.

A mirthless laugh left his lips. Spinning you sideways, Jimin caught you against his chest, your bodies pressed together in heated silence.

“I thought you told me not to say anything?” he said sweetly.

The next move tore you apart, your feet skimming the floor before Jimin caught up and lifted you high overhead. You saw the ground for a moment, heartbeat hammering your ribs before he set you back down. Chasséing forward, you battemented and were again caught by Jimin at the ankle.

Dragging you closer, his hand found your waist.

Stubbornly, you met his gaze. “I needed time to think.”

“Oh, did you?”

Releasing your leg, he lowered you to a penché. As you rose, you managed to say, “I did. And now, I think we should talk.”

Jimin snorted. “What’s there to talk about?”

Your next battement nearly hit him in the head. Jimin’s eyes widened, but it was all part of the choreography. Timed to a change in tempo, the choreography shifted to you as the pursuer.

On pointe, you ran forward, leaping into his arms at the last second. Fish dives were difficult, since they required complete trust of your partner, but Jimin caught you easily, cradling you close to his chest. 

Lips brushing your ear, he set you back down. “Are you still with him?” he asked, chest heaving behind you. “Your boyfriend?”

Meeting his gaze in the mirror, you hesitated. “Yes.”

His gaze hardened. “Then, there’s nothing to talk about.”

There was no time to respond since the next sequence involved Jimin chasséing away into a tour jeté. You followed with chainés, head whipping around to spot him every time. As soon as you were within speaking distance, you caught him by the arm again.

“I say there is,” you insisted. “Why are you making this so difficult?”

“Me?” Jimin barked a laugh as he turned. “You’re the one driving me crazy. Like you always do.”

“What the hell does that mean?” you said to him, baffled.

Jimin’s gaze cut to yours.

For the briefest of moments, you saw his façade break. All of his pain, all of his hurt and frustration shone through and you felt yourself falter. Staring at him, you couldn’t form a response.

Not that there was time. The dance hadn’t ended and class hadn’t stopped. Taking a slow step towards you, Jimin tenderly caught your attitude effacé and extended your leg. Dragging you forward, he pulled you across the floor.

As he came to a stop, Jimin swept your body to his as your fingers curled in his hair. In the choreography, the moment was one of near reconciliation between Penelope and Odysseus, a breather before their intense ending sequence. Jimin’s chest was concave with your breath, his gaze dark and lidded when he pulled back to see you.

You swallowed, disentangling yourself as you bourreéd away.

Heart pounding, you skimmed the floor with glissades, crossing the room with Jimin close behind. The final sequence was the grand reveal, with Penelope exposing Odysseus for who he is and forgiving his mistrust.

You could relate to the sequence.

Not all of it – had you been Penelope, you might have cheated while Odysseus had been away. You might have fallen for someone else; one of the suitors, perhaps. When you looked at Jimin now, you saw that clearly. There were feelings here which extended beyond a normal crush.

Still, you could relate to the dance. You could relate to Penelope’s frustration at Odysseus for being gone for so long. For leaving in the first place, for forcing her to withstand all her burdens alone. She’d been faithful to him and all he’d done was accuse her of cheating. You remembered Finn’s words to you in the library and felt your heart sink, since you’d ended up proving him right after all.

You’d also hurt Jimin though, which you hadn’t intended. Of course, he was angry – you’d repeatedly led him on, not pushing him away when you should have. And when things between you had finally snapped, you hadn’t let him speak. You’d run away.

Executing a double pirouette, you extended in attitude for a quick promenade. Shutting down your mind, you allowed yourself to be swept away by the music. Swept away by the characters, the dance and its emotions. The choreography became less important as the story came alive. Jimin’s hands were as familiar to you as your own, lifting you easily and setting you back on the ground.

Your heart ached with each step, wanting to be closer, wanting to be nearer to him than you were. As the steps slowed, you found yourself softening. Jimin’s hand slid to your thigh, settling you against his chest in a move reminiscent of the first time you’d felt a spark. Locking gazes with him, you inhaled and lifted your hand to rest on his cheek.

Time seemed to slow; you both felt and saw a muscle tick in his jaw. Jimin roughly exhaled, his chest pressed to yours as his gaze dropped to your lips.

“Bravo! Brava!”

Startled, both of you looked up.

Dazedly, you remembered you weren’t alone. You were in Miss Vern’s ballet class, most of whom had stopped dancing midway to watch. Placing you down on the ground, Jimin took a step backwards. Lacing both hands before him, he refused to meet your gaze, choosing instead to focus on Miss Vern.

“Beautifully done!” Crossing the floor, Miss Vern stopped before you. “The passion you showed! Such emotion, such artistry. My own principals couldn’t have done any better.”

Eyes widening, your lips parted. A flutter of incredulity went through you. It was unthinkable to receive such a high compliment from a teacher at Russet, let alone a choreographer as famed as Maisie Vern.

If you’d been looking for a sign to continue, this had to be it. One of the top choreographers in the world, commending your talent and somehow, her words didn’t feel nearly as good as when Jimin had said them.

Glancing at him, you found Jimin looking as stunned as you felt. The ache within you sharpened to a point, realizing how much he meant to you. How much you wanted his success, regardless of your own.

In that moment, you knew it had never been about anyone else’s perception of you as a dancer.

You knew you could do this. You knew you could make it at Russet, could make it as a dancer. Deep down, you’d always known this, despite your moments of doubt. Jimin had been right. You wanted to dance, you loved to dance and you would continue down this path regardless of what anyone else said.

That hadn’t been what crushed you about Finn’s words.

It had crushed you that after all this time, he still didn’t seem to know who you were. The fact that he could throw out those words so casually, as though you might simply stop dancing meant he didn’t see you. He might as well have asked you to stop breathing.

Jimin, though – Jimin understood. Jimin knew who you were. He’d been a part of your life for so long, he got what made you tick. He’d seen you at your worst, as your most bitter enemy and then again, as your most trusted partner.

It was part of why he meant so much to you.

You understood all this in the blink of an eye, then realized you hadn’t responded to Miss Vern’s praise.

“Oh,” you said, fighting to catch your breath. “I – thank you so much, Miss Vern. I honestly don’t know what to say.”

Miss Vern nodded, as though she were used to such a response. Beside you, Jimin was still breathing hard, but he nodded.

“Yes,” he said. “Thank you so much.”

She nodded, not choosing to linger as she faced the room. “Use them as an example!” she said, striding towards the stereo. “Seokjin and I will demonstrate, but that is the level of performance you should aim for. Again!”

The rest of the class passed in a blur, some of the fight dissipated between you and Jimin. He was still quiet, but you didn’t push him again to speak. You’d done enough for now.

As the class came to an end, Miss Vern gathered you round to give a short speech. She thanked everyone for the pleasure of teaching and, once you were dismissed, turned towards the barre.

Jimin left before you could, throwing his things in his bag as he rushed from the room. You followed him with your eyes, knowing he was avoiding you, but not blaming him in the slightest.

Sabrina wasn’t far behind and your gaze lingered on her, remembering the attempted conversation during class. You still had no idea what she’d wanted to say but honestly, Sabrina was the least of your problems right now.

Exhaling, you stood from the ground and checked your phone. Still no word from Finn.

You were trying desperately to understand, trying to give him time to think, but after your fight on Wednesday, you honestly weren’t sure if you still had a boyfriend. Finn’s radio silence didn’t seem to indicate anything positive, but you refused to let this be the way things ended between you. He owed you that much, at least.

Returning to your dorm, the knot tightened further as you imagined what he might say. Both of you had said hurtful things and now, you needed to tell him something which would change your relationship forever.

You needed advice. You needed to talk to Fin. You needed to apologize, you needed–

Plopping down on your bed, you dialed the only number you could think of to call. Noelle had graciously left to stay at Irene’s, giving you the room to yourself.

Your mom answered on the first ring.

“Y/N? Hello?”

“Mom?” you said, your voice suddenly tight.

“Oh, honey” she said, hearing your shift. You heard a soft click, as though she’d entered the next room. “What’s going on?”

“I – nothing.”

Closing your eyes, you fought to control your breathing.

“Nothing, hm?” Your mom made a gentle noise. “You’re still coming home for the holidays, aren’t you? That’s not what this is about? Your dad won’t stop talking about plans for when you get here. He just goes on and on! You’d think he didn’t have a wife.”

“No, no,” you said, opening your eyes. “I just… missed you. That’s all.”

“Well, then call more!”

When you tried to laugh, the sound came out weaker than usual.

Your mom fell quiet for a moment. “That’s not all, is it?”

“… No.”

“Tell me,” she prodded.

So, you did.

Once you started talking, you found you couldn’t stop. Everything came pouring out. The difficulties you’d had at Russet, the need for private lessons, the injury to your ankle and everything going on with Finn. The time he missed brunch, the gradual growing apart, the night he left you at the club – your mom had some choice words at this point – and your growing feelings for Jimin.

Everything had changed when you’d gone to Russet, and you’d always assumed Finn would stay the same but now, even he was crumbling into pieces.

When you were done, your mom was silent a moment, then sighed. You could picture her so clearly in your mind’s eye, seated in your dad’s office chair. This was likely where she’d gone when you heard the door click. The image made you so homesick, it physically pained you.

“Life isn’t ever as neat as we wish it would be,” your mom said at last. “People make mistakes, Y/N. People change. Sometimes the things we thought were permanent turn out not to be.”

“I know. And I know Finn and I are young, but –”

“It’s not that,” your mom said, cutting you off. “Some people meet the person they want to be with early on. That happens. Some people know who they are from the minute they’re born, but other people change and want different things.”

“I – I know. Objectively, I know but… it’s so hard to do something I don’t want to do. And I… I don’t want to break up with Finn.”

“Why not?” your mom said gently.

Biting down on your lower lip, you felt tears fill your eyes. Your answer was stupid – you knew it was. Partly, this was why you kept running away. You knew the answer wasn’t enough, which was why you didn’t want to say it.

“We’ve just been together so long,” you said, closing your eyes. “We’ve gone through rough patches before. Why is now any different?”

“I don’t know. Why is it?”

Swallowing hard, you whispered, “Because this time, I have no idea how to fix things. I think we’ve hurt each other too much, mom. I don’t know… I don’t see a way back to how we were.”

Hearing the words said out loud, you opened your eyes.

There it was. The thing you’d known for weeks but had been unwilling to say. So long as you kept it bottled in, pushed down, you didn’t have to acknowledge its presence or pain.

In truth, your fights with Finn had become so commonplace, you could no longer point to ‘the big one.’ The fight about spending time together had mutated, becoming a multi-headed dragon of differing life goals, de-prioritization and feelings for others.

Whenever you and Finn were happy these days, you found yourself holding your breath. You were waiting for said happiness to dissolve into pain. You had no clue when a relationship was supposed to end but had to imagine this wasn’t a good sign.

“I don’t think there are any easy answers, Y/N,” said your mom. “This is something you need to decide for yourself.”

“Shouldn’t it be easy, though?” you demanded, grip tightening on your phone. “When I list out everything that’s happened, I know things are bad. I haven’t been telling you things because deep down, I don’t want you saying what I already know.”

“Which is?”

“We… that we should break up.”

Your mom was quiet a moment. “It’s never easy to give up something you love.”

You wanted to respond but found you couldn’t, simply nodding even though she couldn’t see. On some level, she was your mom and she understood.

“What about the other boy you mentioned?” she said, sounding curious. “The one you’re having feelings for. Is this the same Jimin as high school?”

“Yes,” you whispered, the white-hot shame of your kiss burning you from the inside.

That was something you couldn’t tell your mom. Not now, at least. Maybe sometime in the future but for now, you couldn’t bear the shame of admitting what you’d done. You never should have let things get to this point.

“Hm.” She made a thoughtful sound. “You know, I’m not surprised to hear you’re getting along. He always seemed like a nice boy, despite how you treated him.”

“Mom!” you blurted. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”

“I am, honey.”

“Jimin used to bet I’d lose against him in competitions.”

“Mhm. And who started those bets?”

Although you huffed, you didn’t respond because your mom was right. Your bet senior year had been Jimin’s idea, but you’d been the one to start them before.

“It’s not even about Jimin,” you said, quieting somewhat. “It’s more… nothing in my life is solid anymore. I had a plan, mom. I knew exactly what I wanted and now that I’m here, nothing’s how I imagined.”

Softly, your mom chuckled. “Welcome to your twenties.”

“Mom!”

“You’re right, I’m sorry. Welcome to adulthood.”

“You’re not helping.”

“Sorry, sorry.” Her voice grew softer. “I wish I was there, so I could give you a hug. You’ve always been the type of person who needed a plan. But there’s more than one way to be happy, Y/N. What is it you really want?”

Her words were so reminiscent of Jimin that for a moment, you could only pause. What you wanted was dance, but you knew acknowledging this meant giving up Finn.

“I don’t know,” you whispered.

“Well, then. That’s probably the first thing you should figure out.”

Closing your eyes, you nodded. You stayed on the phone with her a while longer, talking about nothing and slowly calming down. When you finally hung up, you promised to call more and confirmed your plans to come home for the holidays.

Lowering your phone to the bed, heavy realization settled over you. You’d reached your lowest moment. If you sunk any further, there’d be no salvaging anything.

What else could happen? You barely had a relationship with Finn to speak of, had hurt Jimin’s friendship in the process and were so distracted, so tired, you were in danger of jeopardizing your future at Russet.

Somewhere along the line, everything had become twisted. You had too many problems to ignore any longer. Sitting up straighter in bed, you wiped tears away with your palm. All you could do was move forward – starting with Finn.

Satisfied by this, you rolled over in bed and closed your eyes. It had been a long time since you’d slept; you figured you could try and nap before you called. Finn wouldn’t be out of his classes for a few hours yet.

For the first time in a week, you managed to fall asleep before your mind could talk yourself out of rest.

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hi! congrats on 500 followers! i was wondering if you could do fluff prompts 3 and 12 for javier peña! love your work!!!!

Hi thank you so much! Apologies for this taking so long, I had quite a few ideas for this one that I had to try and see what worked or not. Also I kind of changed the structure of prompt 12 to make it fit better. Hopefully you enjoy what I went with! 💙

The Dangers Of A Misunderstanding

Pairing: Javier Peña x Reader

Word Count: 2.7K

Warnings: Language, angst and fluff

Prompts: 3."You're so whipped for her/him/them." "You have no idea." 12."I love you." "But what about her/him/them?" "I was trying to make you jealous."

Lovers? That just sound too sweet, too gentle, and if anyone knew you and Peña those weren't words to describe either of you.

If someone asked you what your relationship with Javier Peña was, you honestly wouldn't know what to tell them.

Collegues? No, you've shared far too much to be linked simply through work.

Rivals? Sure you want to ring his neck almost every 5 seconds but too much affection holds you back.

Best friends? See again, the neck ringing. Best friends shouldn't be tempted to punch the other in the mouth the second you see that fucking smirk on their face.

There's something about Javi, something you just can't shake no matter how hard you try that locks you in his orbit. It doesn't matter whether it's storming away from him after the two of you have butted heads over a mission or you promising that it's just a one time thing when you've collapsed breathless and shaken against his chest after sex.

You will somehow always find your way back to Javi.

Any room he enters his eyes immediately search for you, you know without a doubt he's always somewhere close by if he's not right next to you, and you're pretty sure he'd tuck you into his side if he could. Despite his bitter assurances that he's not a good man, Javi beneath everything and at the core of his heart is a protector. And he's especially vicious in his protectiveness of you.

You think it's the same for him too, you see the way he watches you when he thinks he's being subtle.

To anyone else Javi is discreet as hell, no one would ever know his gaze isn't where he wants them to think it is. But you know the heat and the weight of it almost like a tangible presence on the back of your neck.

Despite the fact that you bicker like an old married couple and you work that tick in his jaw like no one else, Javi never stays mad at you, it seems like he's incapable even though he'll grumpily remind you that you're a pain in his ass.

Javi, unlike you, also doesn't pretend that it's simply a one time fuck between you. Even as you say it and he nods, allowing you to convince yourself if it makes you feel better about what you're doing, he knows the two of you will find a way to get back here, boneless and in each others arms. He knows from the moment he touched you that never being able to feel you again isn't an option for him.

You continue working, bickering and fucking for months, the two of you have become such a large influence in the other's life that it's almost strange to see you without one another and when someone does they can't help but notice you look a little incomplete, like you're only partly there.

Things change the longer it goes on, the words you were so sure couldn't be used to describe you are now more fitting than you'd ever thought possible.

The looks passed between you grow sweeter, the touches more gentle. And sure there's times Javi fucks you hard and brutal but then there's other times. Times he holds you close like you're a precious gem to be treasured and adored, his carresses and movements more akin to worship and you swear in those moments Javi is making love to you.

You grow addicted to every single part of rve relationship you have, the brutal and the gentle, and a feeling in your chest blooms and grows difficult to contain but fuck if you don't try. Because if it gets too out of control then you know things between you can't continue and it hurts too much to even imagine separating yourself from Javi.

Maybe that's why it hurts so damn much the day you find Javi hitting on the receptionist.

You've barely seen him in weeks, the heat on you all to catch Escobar being ramped up to infinity so all you've been able to do is work and sleep. You'd been dragged apart to do seperate missions, only talking when you needed to compare notes and considering that all of you looked on the verge of collapse from exhaustion you'd stopped yourself from slipping into his apartment in the middle of the night in hopes he'd get some rest.

Apparently the absence of your visits means to Javi it's time to find someone who'll do what you're not and your heart drops to your feet as you round the corner and see him, his fingers trailing over hand and stroking up her arm. You can faintly hear the low, drawn out rumble of his voice, the same voice he would use to make you melt into him and you see the way he licks his lip as his eyes trail over her.

You're completely frozen, watching the scene play out whilst you feel like you've swallowed shards of glass and it's unspeakably cruel that Javi still seems to be so intuned to your presence. He knows you're there, blazing eyes snapping to yours as he lifts her hand and places a delicate kiss on her knuckles.

You grind your jaw as you stare back at him, determined that he doesn't see any signs of your distress as you stride past him with your head held high. What you don't notice however, is the way he swiftly apologises to the receptionist for his innaproprate behaviour and thanks her for the help he needed, all the while his eyes follow you sadly and he rubs at the ache in his chest.

After the painful display you take great lengths to avoid Javier, deliberately volunteering for missions that he's not on or for one's to keep you out of the office when he's in there. Your tone when he talks to you on the rare occasion he can pin you down is clipped and almost glacial. You don't let him discuss anything but work with you and in your steely concentration to keep your walls up you don't see the mounting frustration in Javi.

He loses his patience the day he walks into your shared office and finds you laughing and joking as you skim through files with Steve, he's not seen your smile in weeks and there's a twinge in his heart from how much he misses it. When you notice him though the wide grin on your face drops and your laughter cuts off into sharp silence, Steve warily eyeing the two of you as you stare at each other.

"Heading out soon, could use a partner."

His words are casual but he's watching every move you make intently, his jaw clenching in frustration as you bury your head back into a file and attempt to dismiss him.

"Take Steve."

"Steve's busy with paperwork." He grits out in rebuttal and you scoff, refusing to lift your eyes from the document in your hand.

"Exactly he's just begging for someone to save him aren't you Murphy? You take him and get a partner, he gets a break from paperwork and I get left alone. We're all happy."

Steve looks like he'd rather be anywhere else, you think he'd even rather be sharing a drink with Escobar than stuck between you and Peña and honestly you don't blame him. The tension between you is suffocating, intensifying as Javi strides towards you and doesn't stop until his face is inches from yours.

"Is that what you want hermosa? For me to leave you alone?" He murmurs.

Fuck, you want to drag him to you, kiss him senseless and beg him to never leave you alone. But you wouldn't, not after what you had seen. He'd only proven that he'd never change, that he'd leave you all alone one day whether you wanted it or not.

You slap the file down on the desk, sliding off the surface and standing to your full height, your chest brushing against Javi's when you lean in.

"Yes." You hiss, packing as much venom as you can muster into the single word and watching as hurt briefly flickers through his eyes before they catch fire.

He snags your arm when you attempt to shove past him, spinning you back and yanking you into his chest as he glares at you with thinly veiled anger and just a hint of desperation.

"What did I do to make you hate me so fucking much? I thought that we were good, I thought that you…" He trails off, eyes screwing shut as he tries to hold back his emotions and clenching his jaw.

"You thought that I what Javi? That I'd be fine being another one of your girls that you can discard and pick back up whenever you want." You sneer, trying to yank your arm out of his iron grip and scowling when he holds firm.

His eyes snap open and he looks at you strangely, something swirling in his gaze that you can't pin down and his voice is strangled when when he replies.

"I never saw you like that."

"Cut the bullshit Javier, the minute I wasn't around for you to get what you want you were all someone else. What about the receptionist huh?." You growl, turning your head away as angry tears prick at your eyes but he won't let you hide any piece of yourself from him. Gentle fingers grip your chin and turn your face back to his, hesitancy plastered all over his features.

"That's why you've been so mad at me?" He asks uncharacteristically nervous and you roll your eyes as if to say 'no shit', frowning when he glances at you with the most sheepish look you've ever seen.

"Fuck hermosa, I'm such an idiot. I wasn't trying to fuck the receptionist, I was trying to make you jealous."

Oh.

Wait, not oh. Hang the fuck on.

"Why?" You frown and he swallows harshly.

"You always used to say after we had sex that it wouldn't happen again, then things changed between us and I thought what we had was turning into more than just sex but then you suddenly disappeared. I thought maybe you'd finally convinced yourself you deserved more than what I have to offer. I was scared of losing you and figured if I made you jealous it'd prove you still wanted me and I could get you back."

You stare at him incredulous for the longest time, long enough for Javi to draw away from you and shift on his feet whilst he waits for you to say something.

"Get me back?" You mutter. "I never went anywhere Javi, that was the couple of weeks where we were run ragged. I was trying to give you space so you could rest!"

"I didn't want space hermosa, I just wanted you."

His words are gruffly spoken but still so sweet and you refuse to allow them to soften you, instead gritting your teeth and stoking your anger as you glare at him and huff.

"If you wanted me so bad why didn't you come see me."

"I wanted to, walked up to your door a few times but I left before knocking." He sighs tiredly as he notes your look of confusion. "This thing between us, I've always known deep down how I felt but I think you were unsure of your own feelings. So I always let you come to me, that way you knew what you wanted without any pressure."

He's breaking down your defences, you can feel it. His eyes are too warm, too gentle as they sweep over you, his handsome features shadowed with sadness and regret. It hurts you realise, to see the suave, cocky, self assured Javi you know look so lost. You hate it. You want to wrap him up in your arms and tell him you forgive him but is it that easy? There's something you need to know first.

"How do you feel about us? About me?" You whisper.

He hears you and your question makes his mouth go dry, fear wrapping icy tendrils around his heart. Can he really tell you? And infront of Steve, who is admirably doing his best to act like he's not there. If he tells you everything would change he thinks, he'll have more to lose, a weakness to worry over constantly, but then again he worries over you all the time anyway.

Was it worth taking the risk if there's only the slightest chance you felt same the way? Fuck, absolutely.

Dark eyes flicker over every inch of your face as he sucks in a deep breath.

"I love you." He admits quietly.

Your mouth drops open and you gape at him, mind going blank as you attempt to reach for anything you can say back but you're far too stunned at the fact that Javier Peña, Columbia's biggest womaniser and the guy who you were sure was allergic to relationships, has just told you he loves you.

"Javi-" You breathe but then you're cut off by another agent shouting your name. You try to ask for five more minutes, never once taking your eyes off Javi and cursing when they say you're needed now.

Javi looks away and you can sense his barriers coming back up, his eyes growing dull and flat as he tells you that you should probably go. You step towards him, slowly reaching for his hand and breathing a soft sigh of relief when he doesn't pull away from you but lets you link your fingers through his.

"We'll continue this later okay." You say gently, giving his hand a slight squeeze and he looks down at you with stormy eyes as he nods.

Giving him one last soft smile you hurry from the room without a second glance and Javi lets out an explosive breath he didn't even realise he'd been holding, scrubbing a large hand over his face as he turns to his other partner.

Steve is staring at him with his eyes wide and brows raised high up his forehead. His tone laced with disbelief over the scene that he'd witnessed when he simply mutters.

"Jesus christ Javi."

Javi's about to respond, his mouth opening with a surly retort when the sound of running draws nearer and he barely has time to turn around as you barrell back into the room and throw yourself at him. His arms snap wide open to catch you, a small oomph bursting from his lips when you collide which you smother by crashing your mouth to his.

You throw every emotion you've ever felt for the man holding you against his chest into this one kiss. Your lips sliding over his with a ferocious need that he greedily matches, it grows heated quickly, a passionate clash of teeth and tongues and he's reluctant to let you go as your draw back panting. His mouth chase yours and you laugh airily as he pecks at your lips a dozen more times, his moustache tickling your face.

"I love you too." You rasp against his lips, watching in awe as his entire face lights up with the unfiltered joy of his grin, it's a light side you don't see to him often but you absolutely adore it. "But don't for one second think you're off the hook and that we won't still be talking about this later."

Javi nods, fingers fisting into your shirt when you kiss him again and fondly whisper "pendejo" as your fingers slide through his thick curls. You lightly shove him back with a teasing wink and with a sharp turn of your heel you're walking out of the room again, leaving Javi to stare after you with a glowing warmth in his eyes and a small smirk on his lips.

He glares at his blonde partner when he decides to speak up again, chuckling whilst he points his pen at Javi with a smug grin of his own.

"You're so whipped for her."

He flips Steve off, the gesture light hearted and the small smirk growing into a wider grin as he look towards the door you've just disappeared through.

"You have no idea."

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hello! After reading some of the most popular larry fics this year for the first time, I decided to make a fic rec of my favourite fics. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! In no particular order, here's the 2021 end of year fic rec:

✨For As Long As I can remember (It's Been December) by green_feelings (@greenfeelings, E, 128K)

After recovering from a severe accident that causes Harry to lose his memory of three years, he moves to London to start his life over as a star chef. Little does he know that when he falls in love with Louis at first sight, it’s not the first time they meet.

This is one of my favourite fic of all time. It has A LOT of angst and it's simply perfect! It's really cheeky and I absolutely love how Harry is portrayed in it.

✨Unbelievers by isthatyoularry (@isthatyoularry, E, 136K)

The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren’t friends, and football is everything.

Honestly, everyone knows this fic, but I can say that it lives up to its expectations. I laugh, I cried, I was mad. Must read.

✨Walk That Mile by purpledaisy (E, 149K)

A Route 66 AU where falling in love was never part of the plan.

I loved everything about this fic. Strangers to lovers. This fic has also a lot of angst. The relationship development between H and L is smooth and one of my favourites so far.

✨Flightless Bird by audreyhheart (E, 97K)

AU where Louis Tomlinson is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival from ballet school, moody dance prodigy Harry Styles joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late?

With both H and L POV, we get a story that is sad but so beautiful at the same time. The plot is complex and the characters are well described. This fic is honestly so well written.

✨ 7 Up by cherrystreet (@cherrystreet, 51K)

Very loosely based on the British TV show "The Up Series" and somewhat inspired by the song “Something I Need” by Onerepublic, we follow the lives of Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson in an interview setting every seven years. They fall apart and come together, their lives and emotions recorded. Harry calls it a time capsule. Louis calls it a pain in the arse.

I don't usually like shorter fic, but this one is the exception, I was immediately drawn to it. I cried so much reading this, but the story was so good that I couldn't help but still smile all the way through the end.

✨Tired Tired Sea by MediaWhore (M, 113K)

As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

This one is also a classic, and I was not let down. Another strangers-to-lovers story that left me in tears. The atmosphere created by the author is undeniably one of the best I've read so far.

✨Escapade by dolce_piccante (M, 146K)

In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. He's rich. He's handsome. He's reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for.

This fic is a breath of fresh air. It's light, it's funny, and it's everything you need to bring up your mood. The characters are so well portrayed and the setting is so dreamy. Must read.

✨Baby Heaven's in your Eyes by theboyfriendstagram (@theboyfriendstagram, E, 120K)

AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that’s the last (and maybe the only) thing they need.

This fic is everything you need it to be, it's funny, it's intriguing and it's cheeky. It's also quite graphic and that's part of its charm. I have never read a fic faster in my life.

✨Fading by tothemoonmydear (M, 202K)

Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he’s found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is.

Ok so pls read the tags for this one. The story is so so so beautiful and so sad at the same time. Aside from the relationship between H and L, the liam-louis-zayn dynamic in this fic is simply perfect.

✨Young & Beautiful by Velvetoscar (M, 227K)

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

I couldn't have excluded this fic from my rec. Everything in this story is described so perfectly, from its characters to the atmosphere. I was literally carried into the story, and I didn't want to get out.

✨Victorian Boy by audreyhheart (E, 101K)

Victorian AU. Harry the virgin Duke of Somerset knows little of love, while Louis the sly Duke of Warwick knows too much. When the two dukes come together for the Bilsdale fox hunt in York, Harry finds himself drawn into Louis' bed. But when secrets from Louis' dark past come to light, Harry fears that the fox isn't the only one being hunted.

So this one is a little less known, and absolutely worth reading if you love historical AU. The author, once again, leaves me speechless in her descriptions and the way she portrays H and L.

#fic rec #fic list #larry #fanfic #ao3fic

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I'm bored and in a kkg brainrot mood, so i'm just gonna rant about my opinions of kakegurui ships and i will make some headcanons:

Kirasaya

Ok i had to start with them bc they're just too iconic, i think they have one of the most interesting and complex dynamics in kkg, they really got me obsessed with them, it's probably my number one kakegurui ship and the reason i started watching the show and reading the manga. Honestly yeah their relationship has some power imbalance, since sayaka is kirari's secretary, and is probably disfunctional, but contrary to what some ppl say kirasaya is not abusive, kirari never physically or emotionally abuses sayaka throughout the story. Anyway they're a 10/10, peak lesbian yearning, if they don't kiss at least one i will jump the author. Probably one of my fav ships ever, i think they're made for each other and i can't see kirasaya with anyone else, they're just so good together and their chemistry is >>>>>>

Yumary

Ok this one is kinda an unpopular opinion bc most people like yumary, but honestly i can't get invested into it, there's something in this ship that doesn't make my heart go "fuck yeah they should be gfs". Personally i don't ship yumeko with anyone bc i can't imagine her in a relationship since her main thing is being a compulsive gambler, her existence revolves around it and she forms relationships when they're useful for her gambling games. I think yumary could be friends with benefits for some time, but after a while mary would probably break it off because i don't think she can handle a sexual/romantic relationship with yumeko and after a while it would make her go nuts. A friendship between them is already messy and complicated and honestly i don't think they are compatible that way. Yes they have chemistry and there's probably some mutual attraction but to me it's a no. Also can cishet dudes stop fetishizing this ship ? My vote is 6/10, mostly bc mary doesn't seem much physically comfortable with yumeko, idk mary just seems off with her in that sense and i prefer them as gambling partners or friends.

Meariri

I honestly love this ship, especially after reading the manga, they have such an great dynamic, i think they both care about each other, they have chemistry and i think they're compatible and that their personalities compliment each other, mary is often loud and aggressive and passionate while ririka is more closed off and quiet, they're like fire and ice and this case i think the saying "opposite attract" works with them. Mary counts on ririka and i love the fact that she is so comfortable with her physically (mary is almost always the one to initiate the contact, holding her hand, touching her head, etc) and ririka gets inspired by mary to be her own person and chase her goals. Plus they're really cute together, aesthetically i find them the most attractive couple, i'll give them a solid 9/10

Itsukaede

Lmao i don't even know if this is the correct ship name for itsuki x kaede, ok i don't hate it and i think they could work as a couple, it's not my cup of tea bc m/f ships bore me, but i like their relationship, they have the kind of old married couple dynamic that always works. 6/10.

Ryomeko

I can see it happening, i don't ship it, but i don't mind it either, i'm kinda neutral about ryota x yumeko, but i think he's one of the ppl who care about yumeko the most in that academy (with also mary ofc), the ship is boring bc ryota is bland (he's a good guy don't get me wrong and he defo doesn't deserve the hate he gets) and as i said previously i don't ship yumeko with anyone. Sorry i gotta give it 5/6 out of 10

Yumedari

Ok i love midari but just like yumeko, i don't ship her with anyone bc i see her as someone who's too much unstable for relationships, but i know that canonically she loves/likes/is attracted to yumeko so i don't hate this ship, i think it's decent, the only problem is that yumeko hates midari. Still i think that since they're the most insane mfs in that school somehow this ship could work. 6/10

Yuridari

Again midari in my eyes is kinda unshippable, but this ship is not bad at all, they would have that kind of bickering married couple dynamic like itsuki and kaede, i like it but it doesn't do much for me. 7/10

Ryomary

Jsjssjsksk i looked the name of mary x ryota's ship on wiki so if it sounds weird it's bc i don't know their ship name and i have looked at the first site google gave me. This ship is hard no, mainly bc ryota is very bland and i consider mary a lesbian (i read that she is a canon lesbian but idk if it's confirmed by the author, let's say lesbian mary is just my hc) so shipping her with men feels like a hate crime to me, mary is for the girls only, 4/10.

Tsumary

They are kind of cute together right ? I think they're adorable, tsuzura is mary's first love and i think that someone like her would make mary very happy. I still haven't finished kkg twin, so my opinion on tsuzura is incompleted and it might change, i don't hate her but i find her character a little basic/boring so even though this ship is cute it doesn't make me fall in love with them. 7/10 bc probably also tsuzura had feelings for mary and they have a healthy dynamic, you can see they love each other.

Midasaya

I enjoy this crackship, i know that they both like different people but i headcanon that they were together during middle school or that midari had at least a small crush on sayaka during that time, before kirari came to hyakkaou i like to think that they explored their sexuality together so midari was probably sayaka's first kiss, her first date, etc, so they would have history together and we also see that midari knows sayaka bc her character is described through her pov during tower of doors. I find this ship pretty funny bc sayaka is always so serious and composed and midari is a ball of chaos. 7/10

Yumesaya

This is another crackship i don't mind and find hilarious, yeah i'm a huge kirasaya stan but i'm also a multishipper and sayaka deserves all the girls in the world, so the more the merrier. I like to think this ship as one sided love in which yumeko sort of pines after sayaka and i think it would be very interesting to see kirari being jeaulous that sayaka is getting yumeko's attention. We saw jeaulous/protective sayaka in kakegurui, but i would also like to see how kirari reacts when someone tries to take sayaka away from her, it would be really interesting. Obv this would create some tension between kirasaya and also between kirari and yumeko, almost a sort of love triangle dynamic. My opinion is that yumeko is just too unstable to settle down, also they both probably would get bored/lose interest in each other after the heat of the moment. 6/10

Ririsaya

Sorry but i really can't see it happening not even if i squint, but i really enjoy the ririsaya fanfictions and i think those works are pretty great even though i don't ship them very much. It would be interesting if both twins were in love with sayaka and there was some tension/coldness between them for a while bc they liked the same girl (maybe i read too many fanfictions). My headcanon is that both sayaka and ririka had a crush on each other when they first knew each other and for sayaka it was probably pretty confusing bc she already had feelings for kirari. I see them as friends, 7/10

Yumemisaori

Again idk if this is the correct name of the ship, many said that yumemi and saori are a healthier/mentally stable version of kirasaya and i agree. the dynamics are similar bc we have the secratary that is willing to do everything for her boss and the relationship is a little more balanced, i think they would be very cute together, but sadly they had very little interactions and if i could see more of them i would probably ship them even more. I like them 7/10.

Sachiko x Mary

I didn't even find a ship name for this couple, so they must be pretty unpopular, i like both characters and their antagonistic dyanamic is very interesting, but i don't ship them much bc i think mary needs/wants someone who is completely different from sachiko, who wants to make mary her pet and mary is someone who cares very much about her freedom, her indipendence and wants to make her own choices and this completely clashes with sachiko's extremely sadistic and domineering nature. I prefer them as enemies who have some sexual tension or enemies with benefits or one night stand adventure, but nothing more. 5/6 out of 10 bc the only mary ship i really love is meariri and i also like tsuzumary a bit.

Sachiko x Mikura

This is probably one of the most unhealthy relationships in kakegurui, but i kinda like it. Their dyanmic is pretty much vertical with sachiko who has all the power and makes mikuro do everything she wants and mikura who is completely obsessed and devoted to sachiko (my opinion is that she developed a sort of stockholm syndrome towards sachiko). I think that someone like sachiko could never have genuine romantic relationships bc of her extremely sadistic nature, she sees ppl like toys to break and what she enjoys the most is seeing ppl suffer, so the only compatible person with sachiko is someone extremely masochistic like mikura. Giving them a 6/7 out of 10 bc their interactions are fun/interesting and spice things up.

Rin x Ibara and Yumeko x Kirari

Hard no to both of them, i don't ship incest, yall can do what you want but personally it's a huge no for me. When i first started watching the anime at the beginning i thought yumeko and kirari had some sort of tension and could have been enemies to lovers (lmaoo i was so naive), but then i discovered they were cousins and i saw more kirasaya interactions so i got completely turned off by this ship. 3/10 to both of these ships.

Sachiko x Sakura

Now this ship is very sexy, idk why i like it but i do, yes i don't see sachiko with anyone besides mikura, but this pairing is not bad at all, even though it's a crackship. I think they would be rivals with benefits and would argue a lot and then make out/have hot sex. 7/10 (maybe it's too high but since these are just my opinions i won't be objective)

Mary x kirari

Uhm is there really someone out there who ships them ? Yeah i thought they had some sexual tension in s1 with that tea scene, but it's a no from me, i don't like it and i don't think they're compatible in any way, i can't see kirari with anyone who isn't sayaka. 4/10

#i think i said them all but maybe i'm missing some ships #don't attack me these are just my opinions #kakegurui #kkg #kakegurui shitpost #ships #kakegurui manga #kakegurui anime #kakegurui twin #wlw ship #kakegurui moodboard #honestly idgaf if kirasaya is toxic i'm going down with this ship #me wants those toxic 💫💫💫 sapphics #there are probably grammar mistakes #eng is not my first language #kirasaya #meariri #itsuki x kaede #ririsaya #sachiko juraku

[cryingoverafictionalcharacter]

Pinky Promise

Summary: Fred and Y/N have been rivals for a while, but no matter if it was pranks, or quidditch or something else, they always had their limits to not hurt the other. In fact, for the past few months Y/N and Fred have been growing closer, and even developing feelings for each other, but everything changes when one of Fred's pranks go to far, and he needs to find a way to fix it to save their relationship.

Warnings: Swearing, Fred being kind of a dick, Reader getting angry, confrontation, some angst, kind of a lot of angst actually, ends in major fluff though, also humor because I may not not how to spell but I’m hilarious.

Word count: 2.7K

A/N: comin at cha with ANOTHER ENEMIES TO LOVERS FRED WEALSEY FIC??? Why am I so uncreative? Idk, anyways I hope you enjoy!

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You were beyond furious. You didn’t think there was a strong enough word to describe how angry you were, and you were pretty sure if you were any angrier steam would be coming out of your ears. And the reason for all this anger you may ask?

Fred Fucking Weasley

You stormed through the hallway, heading straight to the dining hall. It was late, and you barely anybody would be in there, but you knew he would be. 

You stopped in the doorway, scanning over the tables until your eyes landed on a familiar mop of red hair. Locking your eyes on your target, you stomped over, clutching your bag tightly in your right hand.

“Oh shit- what did you do this time?” You heard Lee whisper to Fred, as you got closer, but you paid him no mind, eyes locking with Fred’s, who had that same stupid smirk that he always did. It made your blood boil.

“Good evening love, how’s your night going?” Fred asked nonchalantly, as if you were friends and not life long enemies.

“I have to say, it was going quite well, until I found this” You seethed, slamming your bag onto the table in front of him. “Say, does this bag look familiar to you?”

“Nope, can’t say it does” Fred shrugged, but the glimmer in his eye said differently.

“Really? Why don’t you take a closer look” You insisted, grabbing the bag off the table, flipping open the top, and flipping it upside-down, causing an eruption of water to fall from the mouth of the bag.

The water continued for what felt like forever, pieces of paper and pens falling out with it as the contents emptied out onto the floor, soaking yours and Fred’s shoes, but neither of you made a move.

After the water had finally stopped, you threw the bag into his lap, causing him to look down at it, a thoughtful hand on his chin.

“You know, now that I’m looking more closely at it, it does look a bit familiar” He said simply, and judging by the nervous looks on George, and Lee’s face when they saw you, you for sure had steam coming out of your ears now, but you kept your composure.

“Oh, well that’s good. You see, I’m trying to solve a bit of a mystery of who could have done this. Would you have any ideas?” You asked, crossing your arms in front of you.

By now, most of the cafeteria had cleared out. They have seen you and Fred get into heated arguments before. But this was different.

This was going to be fatal.

“No clue, but I have to say whoever thought of it is a bloody genius” He complimented, giving you a grin.

“Genius you say? So you think, flooding my one bag, and ruining all my homework, as well as my ten page essay that I’ve been working on all month, that’s due tomorrow... is Genius?” You asked, the calmness in your voice adding a coldness to the room that shot straight to everyone's bones.

And judging by the now terrified face Fred wore, he was feeling the effects of your voice as well.

“Oh, I see there's been a mix up, I’m actually George-”

“You are fucking not! Don't get me caught up in this” George interrupted, standing along with Lee to flee the scene 

“So sorry about him, Y/N, he can’t be helped. Try not to go to hard on him-” Lee started, but a quick glance his way shut him up instantly “Actually on second thought, do what you see fit, see ya Fred”

With that, George and Lee practically sprinted out of the dining hall, leaving you standing over Fred, who suddenly felt very small.

“I swear, I had no idea your essay was in there, if I had known I wouldn’t have-” Fred started apologizing, but was quickly cut off when your hand slammed down on the table beside you.

“You see Fred” You said, taking a seat on the bench next to him. “I think you did know. We’re in the same class, you’ve seen me working my ass off trying to get this essay done, and you’ve even asked for my notes, which I refused because of this kind of shit you pull” 

Fred swallowed thickly, his heart beating out of his chest at your anger. He had seen you angry before, and he’s been cross with you a few times as well, but those died down fairly quickly, and most of the time there weren't to many hard feelings. And you were right, he had seen you working on that essay, both in class, and at two in the morning in the library.

“Now” You continued “We’ve had out little quarrels in the past, you prank me, I prank you, you hit me with a quaffle at quidditch, I hit one back at you, nothing too serious. But this” She paused, picking a sopping wet pile of papers off the floor, and plopping it in front of him “Is really really fucking low. Did you know, I was already failing this class?”

The question put Fred on the spot, and he felt his heart sink to his stomach. He had always known you to be extremely smart and quick minded, so to hear you weren't doing so well in that class came as a surprise.

“Yeah, I’m failing because, fun fact, I’m fucking exhausted. I’m staying up till three in the morning every night, trying to get caught up in classes. I’m writing back and forward to my family constantly because they’re going through financial problems again, Umbridge is constantly writing me up for no reason, and on top of all of that, I still need to be worried about this” 

Your voice was beginning to shake a bit, and you both knew you were about to cry, but you were determined to keep the tears in until you were done. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction.

“So... Fred, consider this little rival, or fight, or whatever the fuck this is, over. I’m done, you win, just please, for the love of fuck, leave me alone” 

With that, you stood up and left the dining hall, quickly wiping the stay tear that snuck out on your way. All the while, Fred sat in shocked silence. He had always seen your little back and forwards as friendly competition, and had even thought they were a bit flirty at times. In fact, you two had been getting a bit closer these last few months, and had even started hanging out as friends. But now, he had royally fucked that up, and he needed to fix it.

The next day, you were exhausted. You had spent a lot of the night crying, which you hated but all the pent up emotions just came flooding out. Yes, you were absolutely pissed at Fred, but most of all, you were hurt. In the last few months, you’re arguments had died down a bit, and you found yourselves hanging out from time to time, always accidentally, but you enjoyed his company none the less.

You had even begun to like him a bit, maybe even more than a friend. He was nice, and charming, and wicked funny, and always tried to make you smile, but now, after seeing how careless, and almost mean he had been, you knew you needed to shove those feelings down. So you did. 

Your first class was potions, which of course you had with Fred. He sat behind you, and for a while, he made the class bearable, passing notes back and forward. But now you were absolutely dreading it.

Fred was sat in his usual seat, waiting for you to walk in. He had come in early, hoping to get the chance to talk to you, but when you walked in just as class began, he knew he would need to try a different approach.

Not even five minutes into the class, you felt a piece of paper land beside your elbow on your desk. You looked down, finding a folded up piece of paper, which you immediately knew was Fred's.

You could feel his eyes burning holes in the back of your head, but instead of turning around, you simply flicked the paper off your desk, returning your gaze to the chalkboard. A few minutes later, another piece of paper, this time on top of your notebook. Again, you flicked it off. 

Finally, five pieces of paper later, you smacked your quill down and picked up the newest piece of paper from your desk, unfolding it and looking it over, Fred watching you closely as you did

Can we please talk? I’m sorry

You finally turned around to meet the boys gaze, his eyes instantly lighting up at the change, but his spirits quickly fell when he saw your face, not angry, or frustrated, but sad.

You had had enough, facing the boy, you placed the paper back onto his own desk right as the professor dismissed the class, quickly slipping out of the room before Fred could follow you.

You avoided him like the plague the rest of the day. You didn’t have many other classes with him, and the ones you did share you made sure to find an empty seat far away from him, you even skipped lunch, choosing instead to read in your next class. 

You even skipped the class where your essay was due, not wanting to show up and hand over nothing, you decided to spend the rest of the day alone, and try to redo your assignment, even if you now only had a day to do it.

Fred only saw you again after class by the forbidden forest. He had found you pretty easily, you weren’t in any of your usual spots, so he knew this would be the next best spot to check. As he approached you, he found you had changed out of your uniform and were now in some joggers and a sweatshirt, sitting with your back against a rock as you scribbled in the notebook in front of you.

You chewed your lip as you tried to rewrite your essay, looking to your textbook and back every few second, before messing up on a word. Frustrated, you scribbled out the paragraph you had been working on and threw your notebook and quill to the side, resting your elbows on your knees as you held your head in your hands.

You quickly snapped out of it though when someone behind you cleared their throat, getting your attention and making you jump out of your skin. Panic surged through you, expecting a teacher, or worse, Umbridge, but the fear was soon replaced by irritation when you made eye contact with none other than the very red head you had spent all day trying to avoid.

“What do you want Fred?” You asked, turning back to face the forbidden forest, away from him. 

He didn’t answer, instead you were met with the sound of grass shuffling beneath his feet as he got closer, taking a seat before holding something out to you, causing you to look over at him.

It was your bag from yesterday, but now completely fixed and dry. It looked like brand new. 

You took the bag from him and looked it over, going over the seams and the straps before finally opening it, finding your notebooks, pens, and homework assignments all neatly tucked inside.

“How did you- When did-” you rambled trying to find the words and you shuffled through your belongings, finding them all intact and dry before finally turning to look at him “Why did you do this for me?”

Fred wasn’t expecting that question, but he still answered, looking down at the grass.

“I felt really bad after yesterday, and not just because of that stuff you... anyway, I know I went too far, and I shouldn't have done it in the first place, but I wanted to have a reason to talk to you I guess, and I did it in the worst way possible, and I wanted to make it up to you. I’m sorry”

You looked at him, before turning back to the bag, noticing there was something missing, but before you could say anything Fred continued.

“I was also able to save your essay, it took a while but it was all there. I was going to give it to you in class, but you didn’t show up so I turned it in for you and said you were sick. I got to read some of it by the way, its really good and I would be surprised if you-”

Fred was cut off by you moving your bag to the side and turning to face him, wrapping your arms around him to pull him into a hug. 

Fred was too shocked to move for a second, but quickly found himself returning the embrace, wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you closer. You sat like that for a minute, your face buried in his neck as a thousand emotions flooded over you. Finally, you pulled away, looking him in the eye.

“I’m not saying I’m not entirely grateful” you started “But you could have just come and talked to me, why did you feel you needed to do that to talk to me?”

At this, Fred’s face began to heat up a bit and he looked back down, fiddling with the grass. He was hoping to fix your friendship and move on, maybe one day growing to be something more, but now he was faced with the choice to tell you his feelings, or lie, and he didn’t want to deny it anymore.

“We’ve always had our little competitions and stuff, ever since we were kids, and for a while we really hated each other. But then, these last few months I got to know you a lot more, and I always knew you were funny, but you’ve got a wicked sense of humor, and you’re super smart, and are always helping people, and you’re always kind to everyone you meet, and I thought I might have had a crush or something. And I didn’t really know how to interact with you in a not competition way, and I didn’t want to freak you out, but after the bag, seeing how it hurt you, it broke me. And I realized that I liked you a lot more than I thought I did”

Fred looked up at you, waiting for your reaction. Were you angry, upset, happy? Your face wasn’t giving him any signs, but then, a small smile crept to your lips, and despite how hard you tried to fight it.

You laughed.

“I’m sorry” You started, trying to fight the laughter bubbling in your chest “I’m not laughing at you, I’m not, it’s just-” Another laugh. “God were just a bunch of idiots aren't we?”

Fred was looking at you like you’d gone crazy

“What do you mean?”

“I like you too dumb ass” You confessed.

“You... oh... Oh!” Fred exclaimed, finally putting the pieces together. “Wow, I really fucked up didn’t I”

“Oh for sure” you nodded, causing Fred to let out a groan, shaking his head before looking back to you, a smile on his face.

Without thinking, you leaned forward, closing the rest of the space between you and pressing your lips to his. Fred returned the action, bringing a hand to the back of your neck to pull you in closer, deepening the kiss.

After a few seconds, you both pulled away, each with goofy smiles on your faces.

“Does this mean I’m forgiven?” Fred asked.

“Only if you promise to never do it again” you said

“Deal” Fred answered quickly, holding out his pinky to you, which you wrapped your own pinky around, shaking on the agreement.

“Wow a pinky promise, that's some hard core shit” You joked in a serious tone.

“Hey, if it means I get to spend more time with you, I’d pinky promise to anything” Fred replied, to which you gave him a feigned shocked expression.

“Anything?! Aww, you like me like me” you teased, laughing as Fred playfully pushed your shoulder.

“Shut up you like me like me too” Fred argued

“That is true” you nodded, before smiling and grabbing the front of his shirt, pulling him into another kiss, smiling as he pulled you even closer.

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A/N: Heeey, so I was hit with the biggest surge of motivation today and I literally got two weeks of homework done, deep clean my room, and wrote this, so if I go dark for a few months its probably because I’ve used my adrenaline budget for the year lol.

But seriously, I know this fic gets a bit... deep ig? Idk, I’ve been going through it recently and I wanted some angst that would actually reflect how I would react in that situation if you know what I mean? Like I see a long of angsts where the love interest does something really mean, but a simple apology solves everything and yeah. No hate if that’s your writing style, its just not my thing, and I wanted to express my emotions through here, because nobody directly fucked up an entire month of my work but it certainly feels that way sometimes.

Anyways, rant over, I hope you enjoyed! Feel free to leave any feedback or recommendations you may have.

#fred weasley #fred weasley fanfiction #fred fanfic #fred weasley fanfic #fred weasley fic #fred weasley headcannon #fred weasley headcanons #fred weasley has me SOFT HOLY SHIT #fred weasley angst #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x you #fred weasley reader insert #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley request #fred weasley enemies to lovers

[kiisaes]

Izuchako!!

OK LET ME EXPLAIN

I WANT TO PREFACE THIS BY SAYING: I DO LIKE IZUOCHA!!!!! I THINK THEY'RE CUTE!!!!!!! THERE ARE IZUOCHA SCENES IN THE SERIES THAT MAKE ME WANT TO STICK MY FACE IN A BUCKET OF ICE BC IT'S FUCKING ADORABLE!!!!!!!!!!

BUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

my biggest problem with izuocha is that it feels .. . .... bland ??? in canon??? like i'm not sure how exactly to describe it but u know how shounen has this notorious problem of giving the most dynamic, important, meaningful relationship of the series between the male mc and his designated rival/best friend??? leaving the female love interest ... nothing in the relationship department????? it kinda feels like that if u get my drift. izuocha is cute as shit but that's all it is. it's cute. they have tooth-rottingly sweet scenes at times but nothing else. there's very little deeper nuance to it especially regarding strong, mutual feelings between the two of them

i ADORE ochako's feelings for deku, but i'm not sure if horikoshi is trying to pull her arc one way or the other. one way being the typical "main character gets the main girl" route, or the other way being "ochako learns that her feelings for deku are pretty stuck on his heroism, and she admires his heroism greatly, and thus believes that his heroism and his actual self are one in the same, but as her arc progresses she realizes that idolizing deku isn't the same as actually liking him as a potential lover and she grows from this very common teenage confusion". DO U GET ME??? I HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE-

if horikoshi is trying to make izuocha endgame then i really hope he like. SLAMS on the accelerator bc in regards to deku's relationships with people, deku's relationship with ochako is still PAINFULLY basic. he's implied to be crushing on ochako but there's very little evidence that he feels something deeper than just surface-level pining. deku's actual emotional hangups are, unfortunately, entirely elsewhere, mostly with his male peers and being an ideal hero and whatever he's up to nowadays. it leaves ochako to pine for deku helplessly because i'm certain she's aware at this point that she is NOT what deku finds most important right now. and, frankly, judging by the way this story is going i don't think she'll EVER be what he finds most important unless horikoshi does a whole u-turn on us

i also know that u know, they're teenagers and they're allowed to have shallow crushes and whatever but i just don't think it's fair for ochako to be the only one truly investing her time in something more between them, u feel me? if we're getting canon izuocha i hope deku at least reciprocates SOMETHING stronger than simple "she's a girl!!! omg!!! i am attracted to girls!!!" feelings. because while deku does think ochako is a great person and admires HER heroism, that's... honestly where it ends for him. he never goes particularly in depth about his feelings for her the same way ochako does

THE POINT IS i want to love canon izuocha SO BAD but the series is just making it SO HARD for me... fanon izuocha can be cute as hell but canon izuocha feels so goddamn overshadowed by literally every other main deku relationship and it's quite depressing imo. it'd be great endgame but i fear that if nothing drastic changes in their relationship, it'll end just like the other shounen relationships where everyone's straight but relationships feel unearned :(

#SORRY FOR RANTING I HAVE A LOT OF OPINIONS ON HOW IZUOCHA'S GOING RN #I DO NOT MEAN TO INSULT ANY IZUOCHAS #THIS IS JUST HOW I FEEL ABOUT IT #I STILL SHIP THEM #asks for becki #izuocha #ship bingo

[spike-and-faye]

Hello, I require your infinite wisdom please!! :O So I just finished cowboy bebop and I am so confused like who the fuck was Julia. WHAT was Faye's past. I literally never process tv shows and the bebop was not immune to my stupidity LMAO like... I guess the ending just really confused me, from what I gathered Spike and Vicious were friends? But then they weren't? And Julia dated Vicious but also Spike? And he? Went after Vicious even after Julia had died? I am Confusion. Please help. Thank u...

Oh BABEY I am so glad you asked! :) Be prepared for a long answer and I apologize in advance for how incoherent it will probably be.

ALSO Please note: this show is fucking complicated. I have watched it all the way through several times a year, every single year, for over a decade now, and I am *STILL* finding new shit every time I watch it. It's packed with symbols, motifs, allusions and underlying themes that are just so rich. It is so extraordinarily well-written that it could give a lot of classic literature a run for its money. I'm literally working on an in depth literary/film analysis my husband lovingly calls my Manifesto on the series right now. SO PLEASE don't beat yourself up about not catching everything on the first go round.

HEY BTW for anyone who hasn't finished the show, please know there will be MANY spoilers ahead!

Anyways ~

1.     Spike / Julia / Vicious:

The information we get on Spike's past, including Vicious and Julia, is pretty limited considering how big of an impact they have on the story. We get our first glimpse in Session 1: Asteroid Blues, then again in Session 5: Ballad of Fallen Angels, Sessions 12 + 13: Jupiter Jazz, and Sessions 25 + 26: Real Folk Blues. I recommend reviewing these episodes for you Julia and Vicious fix.

What we know:

Spike and Vicious were both members of an organized crime syndicate called the Red Dragons, which is roughly analogous to the Yakuza or the Mafia. Their positions in the organization are not clear, but there are some images alluding to them being hitmen, and they likely rose up in the ranks as they were close acquaintances of Mao Yenrai, a Capo of the Red Dragon.

Spike and Vicious were close comrades. Spike taught Vicious everything he knew about fighting, and the two had a deep trust in each other. Which Spike fucked up ….

^^Vicious looks hot asf here

Julia was Vicious' lover/girlfriend. One night in 2068 (three years prior to the time we watch in the Bebop) Spike is injured, presumably from a syndicate-related fight and he passes out in front of her door. She takes him in and nurses him back to health and he SIMPS HARD for her. We’re all but told he's in LOVE love with her. They start an affair, and Spike tells her he's ready to abandon the whole life - the syndicate, Vicious, Mao, all of it - and they could run away together.

WELL Vicious finds out about this whole affair, and is DOUBLY betrayed because his literal best friend and girlfriend have been having an affair, and tbh I think he was just as jealous of Spike's attentions as he was of Julia's. (Whether or not it’s a sexual thing for Spike … well … I have my own headcanons about that). SO when he finds out they're going to run away together, he gives Julia an ultimatum: you can either kill him, or I'll just kill you both. Spike had written her a letter about meeting him in the graveyard to start their new life together, which she tears up to hide his location from Vicious. (This is the falling ripped up pieces of paper we see in Spike's flash back in Session 5).

^^ r/gifsyoucanhear

**NOTE: There are those who disagree with this view, (looking at you Cowboy Bebop wiki) instead suggesting Vicious and Spike were buds in the past, but then hated each other once they were both considered as potential successors to Mao. That's why Vicious wanted him dead, and he was enlisting Julia (who he didn't necessarily have a romantic connection to) to help kill Spike since he knew Spike loved her. Personally, I think there is plenty of evidence that Vicious also wanted Julia, and in fact was already with her, when Spike started seeing her. If you want me to cite my sources please send an me an ask about it :)

Spike gets the idea, whether by her just not showing up or word around the syndicate being like YO Vicious wants you dead. Despite Vicious' ultimatum to Julia, he was gunna kill Spike either way. SO he sets up an ambush, and SadBoy™ Spike walks intentionally into their trap. Somehow, he doesn't die, though the entire syndicate thinks he did. (Note Annie's reaction to seeing him alive in Session 5). It’s also implied that this is where he lost his eye.

HIS EYE - possibly the most important symbol in the show so I do have to mention it. In episode 26, he explicitly explains to Faye that one of his eyes only sees the past. (PS this isn't dissimilar to Jet's arm… we can get into that another time). Basically, he's constantly living halfway in the past and halfway in the present, and describes the past like a dream he can never wake up from. Because dysfunctional or not - the syndicate WAS his family. (Again - see his relationship with Annie, Mao, and Vicious (prior to Spike's betrayal)). It's his reminder that Julia didn't run away with him, and that he'd left behind that life for her. (He didn’t know she was being threatened until the final episode). Basically Spike is hyper-fixated on what he had and what could've been.

Not long after this, Spike starts bounty hunting because like? What else is he going to do. He doesn't care if he lives or dies but if he has to be alive, he may as well be able to eat. He joins up with Jet Black on the Bebop.

TL; DR: Spike stole Vicious' lover, Julia, so Vicious made Julia choose between her killing Spike or Vicious killing them both. She instead went into hiding and Spike thought he'd been stood up. He fake died and got the hell outta dodge.

2.     What was Faye's past?

Ok let me start by saying Faye is my wife and my life. HOWEVER I hated her the first time I watched this show circa age 13 because I thought she was annoying/vain/shallow (also because #internalizedmisogyny lol am I right fam). Good news! She is all those things! But she's also very lonely and scared and an amnesiac and secretly a sweetie and she realizes she loves the crew of the Bebop like family.

SO my wife's backstory:

she was born in the 1990s (#only90skidsremember). There's some debate over her race/nationality, but due to the images of her hanging out in Merlion Park in Singapore, my bet is that she's Singaporean. She comes from a wealthy family with a big house, and we see some utterly *adorable* film of her as a child/young adolescent in Session 18: Speak Like a Child. I cry everytime </3

^^ Holla for the representation

In 2014, circa age 20, she and her parents were going into space when the shuttle they were on had some kind of malfunction/accident and it killed an unknown number of people, including her parents. At the time, the technology didn’t exist to be able to save her, so she was put into a cryogenic sleep state. Meanwhile, the Lunar Gate accident occurs, breaking up the moon and causing rock showers on Earth's surface. Most people died, moved to Mars, or settled underground.

She wakes up from her cryogenic sleep in 2068. (Also the year Spike leaves the syndicate.) She's 'woken' by the corrupt Dr. Bacchus who plans on charging her for the years and years of medical debt she's accrued. (See Session 15: My Funny Valentine.) Luckily a lawyer takes interest in her case (Whitney Haggus Matsumoto) and tries to help get rid of her debt. The two fall in love, but turns out Whitney is a Scumbag. He's actually Dr. Bacchus's nephew, and faked his death, writing Faye as the sole inheritor to his will. This means she'll take on all his debts. So baby girl has LOTS of debt at this point.

In the intervening years prior to her joining the Bebop, she gambles, cheats, gains a lot of street smarts, and adopts a very seductive character to get her way. She joins the crew on the Bebop in Session 3: Honky Tonk Women.

TL;DR: Faye is Austin powers

YIKES this is so long I am so sorry. Bitches are obsessed with this show. (I am bitches)

3.     The Ending

Okay I'm going to present this in the way, in my scholarly opinion, would be correct, though there are SO many interpretations other than simply 'Spike died :/".

To understand the plot of the last couple episodes we actually have to go back to Session 5: Mao is instructed* to sign a treaty with a rival syndicate called the White Tigers. (*He's instructed by The Van (Council of identical creepy old men) who are the actual head of the dragon. I think we only see them in Session 26.) Well - Vicious is a Bastard Man and he and his fellow mutineers blow up the White Tiger guys' ship and slit Mao's throat. Before he dies, Mao is like "Gotdamnit if Spike was still here this shit wouldn't have happened." Later in the Cathedral battle, Vicious explains to Spike he killed Mao because Mao 'lost his fangs'. He planned on killing Spike for good her, IMO, so there'd be no rival to take over as Capo for the Dragons.

^^These guys are The Van btw

THEN in Session 25, the Van basically catches Vicious and is like “you killed Mao and now you have to go to Time Out.” The Van also decides to just kill everyone associated with Vicious, just 2 B safe. That's why there's a big ass shootout at the Loser Bar where Jet and Spike are chilling, drinking, (missing Faye and Ed and Ein lol) and Shin (younger brother to Lin, who's helping Vicious overthrow the Dragon) explains all this to Spike. OH and PS JULIA IS ALIVE AND HERE IS HER LOCATION :). (**Notice Spike's reaction at this point is different than his reaction in Jupiter Jazz when he hears there's a Julia on Calisto. Much less excited… hmm…).

SO THEN you know we get some flashbacks of the past as previously explained *and* Julia just happens to run into Faye. She recognizes that Faye is one of Spike's friends from the Bebop (she was keeping tabs on him it seems) and picks her up. Faye doesn't know who Julia is but is like damn bitch I'm a little gay for you. (I mean … that may just be my bi ass projecting, but Faye is REALLY struck with her. Look at how she describes her to Jet, I mean come on.)

 Faye's like, 'we should team up' and Julia says 'no thanks but also tell Spike to meet me at *the place*'. Meanwhile back on the Bebop Spike and Jet are talking and Spike goes on about some dream woman who was his other half. (We assume he means Julia … I have my reasons to doubt this … I have a lot of angry DMs about my opinion here lol but I just do not give a fuck (: I can expand on this in another post or you can refer to the title of my fucking blog haha) Personally, I think Watanabe personally left this specific scene open ended, the same way he does with the ending and various other things.

more like SIMP Spiegel

ANYWAY Faye comes back to the Bebop to tell Spike about Julia, and Jet gets intel from a former cop buddy that there's some shit going down with the Dragons. (Again, the Van is hunting down everyone ever associated with Vicious, including your pal Spike). Bebop is attacked, Faye tells Spike what's up with Julia, and he heads out.

 PAN TO VICIOUS chained up - about to be executed - but what's that!? It's a bird!? It's a pla- no it's just a bird. (With one glowing red eye … hm … reminds me of Spike, also the drug Red Eye. Pls let me know if you have any thoughts on this). Just a bird with a BOMB! Explosion (RIP bird c. 2065 - too soon), Vicious kills the elders, his buddies show up and are ready to go fuck shit up.

this show could not be more of an aesthetic

MMMPhhh okay RAINY CEMETERY. Spike and Julia. She draws a gun, explains why she didn't meet him that day, and then hugs him. Now Spike is not *great* at showing his emotions but he literally just stands there. Maybe it's a stoic expression of how sad he is that he never knew she still cared, when it seemed like she dumped him. Maybe he's finally getting some closure on his past. Maybe the past doesn't mean the same thing it used to. (I'll elaborate later on this).

They go to Annie's to get stocked up on stuff, she lets them know she denied knowing Spike was still alive and hey also the Van was assassinated by Vicious and his guys so. Watch out for that. Then her shop is surrounded by Vicious' guys and she dies :(. Spike and Julia escape to the roof, but she's shot and dies in Spike's arms, and says 'it's all just a dream' :(. (Refer to: Spike living in a dream of the past).

Anyway Jet SAID he wasn't gunna go after Spike but. Jet's parental instincts kick in (oh yeah he was shot in the leg earlier btw) and he goes to Sitting Bull to see if he knows where Spike is. He basically says yeah Spike's about to die somewhere. (I want to do a further analysis on all the Sitting Bull scenes.) Well conveniently Spike returns to the Bebop, eats, tells his story about a tiger-striped cat. (At one point Jet asks if he's going there for her, and Spike is like well she's dead now so whatever). THEN we get to the scene where Faye is like HEY YOU CAN'T GO OFF AND DIE ASSHOLE and he's like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I 've been living in the past so I might as well see if I'm living now. (**This will play heavily into my interpretation of the ending). Faye is pissed, shoots the ceiling and he goes off to the syndicate headquarters to fuck shit up.

He basically John Wicks his way through the building, Shin dies, he and Vicious have the big boss battle and whatnot. He kills Vicious and stumbles back out down the stairs and says "Bang!" and collapses. We pan to the sky and see a star fade away.

Well that explains the plot … now here's what I think happened!!! ALSO may I mention, anon - you picked up on something I feel like a lot of people miss out on. Why *did* Spike go back to kill Vicious if Julia was already dead??

Basically, once it became clear that anyone associated with Vicious was being killed, Spike knew they'd hunt him down, and they weren't beneath Kill-Billing their way to him, (i.e. systematically destroying this companions to get to him). And for all his apparent indifference - he really loves his new found family. Jet is literally like an older brother to him. Ed is a little sister. Ein is well … a very good boy. And Faye? Well the relationship is complicated, and I'm not going to get into the 69,420 reasons I ship them here, but I think it is beyond argument that he really does care for her, even if that just in a filial way. He didn't want the syndicates to kill them for their association to him, or in order to get to him. So he did what he had to do to protect them. *AND NO* I am not saying that he didn't love Julia. But it was clear that his desire was no longer to run away with her. I think he genuinely loved and cared about her, but at some point between Jupiter Jazz Pt 2 and now, he accepted that their time together was over. Now he had a new raison d'etre, which is the Bebop.

I think at this point Spike has 'woken up' to reality (as he implied to Faye in their final conversation in episode 26: "Look at these eyes. One of them is a fake, because I lost it in an accident. Since then, I have been seeing the past in one eye, and the present in the other. I had believed that what I saw was not all of reality...I thought I was watching a dream that I would never awaken from. Before I knew it, the dream was all over." (This is from the sub btw I'm too lazy to look up the dub transcript.) He wasn't going there to die, he's going to find out if he's really alive. This line is fucking cool and everything - but it's implications are multitude. I won't go into them all here but basically : what makes him alive now is that he's free from his past. He's alive because he has this new family and protecting them is all he really wants now. Spike was protecting Jet, Faye, Ed, (and Ein) by going and facing the entire syndicate, knowing that their lives would all be in danger.

SO - did Spike die? Well again - Watanabe has purposely and artfully left this open ended. Well, if we're following the symbolism from Sitting Bull, then yeah, the man is as dead as disco, and wouldn't that be a fitting ending? BUT at the same time, Spike always refers to having 'died' before (meaning when he was ambushed by the syndicate, and they all thought he died, and he pretty much did). Don't forget that in  movie (takes places roughly between episodes 22 + 23, and yes, was made AFTER the series but whatever) he like .. DIES dies. He goes to the afterlife and everything. He wakes up to find he's chilling with Sitting Bull, who's like nah it wasn't your time to die yet. So the fact Sitting Bull confirms Spike will die in the final episode, means yeah, Spike is pretty much dead.

BUT -- okay now hear me out -- could this death in the final episode be a death to his previous life? The person he was in the syndicate? Now that he's extinguished the Red Dragons for good, is it not possible that its merely *that* life which has ended? That's the optimist in me saying that, but if it keeps me from staying up all night crying, I guess it'll have to do. Watanabe definitely wants to leave it up to the viewer, so whatever you think, I feel like there's validity to it.

WELL any anon, sorry for the fucking lecture - and believe me, I could've said MUCH, MUCH more - but I enjoyed this question. I always love talking about this show so please all you fuckers feel free to message me or send an ask about anything any time. I am really slow at replying because #life'sAbitch.

Love you all.

SY,SCB <3

#sorry for the long ass rant #i could seriously talk about this all day. #i even trimmed this down so much #cowboy bebop #fuck man this show is everything #spike spiegel #julia #faye valentine #jet black #vicious #radical ed #ein #<3 #spoilers #rant

[cassiabaggins]

Hi! Please tell me about your OCs fucked up dynamics I'm a sucker for that type of stuff.

STRAP THE FUCK IN BESTIE!!!

One side of this fucked up little dynamic is Ricardo Jesús Ricardo, aka Ricky, or Ricochet. (This is a picrew, not my art)

For all intents and purposes, he appears as Just Some Guy! Well, as much as a space travelling bounty hunter from the 23rd century CAN be. He's about 5'9, with undiagnosed Autism, ADHD, and lots of childhood trauma.

The second half of this duo is Leriya, aka Needle, also a bounty hunter.

She is, as you can see, not a human. She's a member of an extraterrestrial species called Galataens, from the planet Galatae. Leriya is... a lot. About 6'1", she's incredibly unhinged with underlying aggression issues.

The two of them have an enemies to rivals to fuck buddies to friends to lovers storyline. They start out at each others throats with an underlying and undeniable current of sexual tension. Their relationship isn't one you can easily label, since they've tried to kill each other on more than one occasion but WILL die for each other should it come down to it. They may be enemies but they are NOT above fucking each other.

As a friend of mine said, they have feelings for each other, but they've never had feelings before so they think it's hatred. This describes them really well, actually:

Some writing and art about their fucked up but really fun dynamic below the cut

"You can't fall asleep!" Leriya snaps, shaking him. "If you fall asleep, you could die, and if you die, I'll do unspeakable things to your body! Mark my words!"

Ricky lets out a weak, sort of sick, watery chuckle and manages to crack one eye open, a bit of a struggle through the congealing blood on his eyelashes.

"Damn, girl, is that a promise?"

The Swallowtail rocks with the force of the explosion and Ricochet is laughing, loud and boisterous.

"Did you see that?!" He cheers, pumping a fist. "Those pirates won't be bothering anyone anytime soon!"

Leriya peeks around his head to watch the resulting debris float past the cockpit window. "Or ever," she says.

"Just how I like it," he says, offering a hand to her, palm up. "Hit me, Needle."

Leriya does so, punching him hard in the shoulder. Ricochet jerks to the side and whirls toward her. Even unable to see his face, his indignation is clear.

"What was that for?!"

"You said to hit you!" She replies, baffled by his anger.

"I meant give me a high-five not a bruise!"

"How was I to know that?!"

"How were y— how wouldn't you?! Who asks someone to punch them?!" He taps the side of his helmet and it retracts, leaving him glaring at her.

"I am not human," she responds, "what is a high-five and how would I know to give you one?"

Ricochet looks upward, letting out a long huff of breath. "Don't act like you weren't absolutely itching to whack me, Needle."

She can't help the grin that spreads over her face, sharp toothed and mischievous.

"Thought so."

Leriya sinks down into the copilot's chair, kicking aside fast food boxes and other miscellaneous items.

"Is it food?" She asks, flicking her finger against one of the strange little figurines on the dashboard.

"Is what food?" Ricochet asks. He's slid the vehicle into autopilot as he slips off his gloves and tucks them away somewhere.

"A high-five."

"Oh! No. It's a gesture," he explains, "usually to celebrate something."

"Like pirates getting their asses kicked?"

"You know it," he replies with a wide grin.

Leriya leans back comfortably, resting her feet on the dash and returns the smile. Such a funny thing, bearing your teeth to show happiness, to disarm, to connect, it excites her.

"Show me how to do a high five!"

Ricochet scratches the hair on his chin. "Are you going to punch me again?"

"Only if you ask nicely!"

He huffs out a laugh. "All right. All right." He holds out his hand once more, elbow bent, palm out. "Hit your palm with mine, it's easy as that."

Leriya winds up and he snatches his hand away.

"Nicely! You aren't trying to break my hand, relax!"

She giggles and pulls back, softly tapping her hand against his.

"And that was just wimpy," he chides, "give it some oomph!"

"If I hit too hard you get mad, if I hit too light you get mad! What do you want?!"

"Like this," he says, slapping his hands together. "See?" He does it again. "Not too hard, not too wimpy, give it a nice solid whack."

Leriya nods impatiently. "Okay. Okay. Let me try. Let me try."

Ricochet holds out his hand again and she smacks her palm to his. It makes a nice, satisfying clap that has her beaming. "Oh! I get why you do that! It's fun!"

"Yeah! You're getting it now!" He holds his hand up higher. "Up high!" She obliges. He moves it to the right. "To the side!" She hits it again. He moves his hand to the left. "To the other side!" Again, she complies. He holds his hand down, palm still up. "Down low!" Leriya winds up. Just as her hand is descending, Ricochet jerks his out of the way. "Too slow!"

She gasps, offended, and then he's laughing so hard he has to lean back in his seat, shoulders shaking and eyes squeezed shut.

"Hey!" She shouts, annoyed. "Hey! Why did you do that! Why would you move your hand?! Hey!" She tries to slap his arm but he moves it, still cackling. "Ricochet!"

"Ricochet," she whispers, still straddling his lap, her hands cupping the back of his neck.

"Hm?" He hums. His head is tipped back and his hands are still resting on her thighs.

"You're a human, aren't you?"

It's the wrong thing to say. He stands up so fast she tumbles out of his lap and lands on her ass.

"What the fuck are y—"

He doesn't say anything, just fixes his clothes, grabs his jacket, and leaves the room. The door slams shut behind him.

"So why do you need me?" He asks. "This seems like a one person job."

Leriya lashes her tail. She knows why she wants him to come, but she can't just tell him she doesn't want to face her family alone and he's the closest thing to a friend she has.

"Because they're gonna pay bank to get the heirloom back and I know your last job didn't pan out so well," she says.

Ricochet stares for a while, and then he shrugs. "Good enough for me."

She doesn't know why she's seeking comfort. She's never wanted to. She's never had to. Back then, Leriya would let the little barbs from her family roll off her back, she'd stopped trying to fit in, stopped trying to please and achieve when she realized she never could. Her sister fought tooth and nail to be loved and Leriya fought tooth and nail to escape.

So why Ricochet? He's not nice. He doesn't have the warmth and gentle encouragement she longed for as a child. He's blunt and secretive and prickly as a spine fish, but. But.

But he takes her seriously.

Maybe that's all Leriya wanted as a kid, when her parents seesawed between constant criticism and straight out ignoring her.

She wanted to be seen.

And Ricochet sees her.

He goes back to check that she's docked Zipp II all right. He nearly walks right into her as she comes through the door. They stumble back from each other, staring.

"Hey," he says finally.

"Hi," she says.

"What were you off doing?"

Leriya shrugs. "Stopped at a random waystation casino. Had a few drinks, slept with a few people."

That shouldn't upset him, but it does. Ricky shoves that down. "Oh."

She lets out an angry hiss through her teeth. "I can do what I want!"

"I didn't say anything! I did the same thing, anyway."

She stiffens and whirls around to glare at him. "What."

He frowns. "What, I'm not allowed to sleep with someone?"

She grabs him by the lapels of his jacket. "No! You can't! Who is she? I'm gonna kill her!" She's legitimately mad, her tail lashing sharply behind her.

Ricky gapes for a second. She has yanked him upward on to his tiptoes, like he weighs nothing to her. It's a little overwhelming.

"What the fuck? No!" He shoots back. "If I have to tell you that, you have to tell me who you slept with!"

She growls, legitimately growls, and tugs him closer to herself.

"I don't want you sleeping with other people!"

"What? And you can? That's not fair!"

"I don't want to sleep with anyone else, you idiot! I just want you!"

Ricky stares. "Wh-what?"

She stomps one foot, petty and childish and angry as can be. "Promise me you won't sleep with anyone but me!"

"Okay, okay, I promise, geez, it wasn't even that good, anyway."

She glares at him for a little while longer, her shoulders heaving with anger, before she relaxes and lowers him back to the floor.

"Good." She steps away like she's going to leave.

"Wait, don't walk away, explain what "I only want you" meant!"

"It meant what I said!" She snaps. "I could fuck every person in this galaxy and none of it would matter cuz they aren't you. It's not the same if it's not you." She lashes her tail. "Cuz you know me. You see me. It's fucking terrifying, but it… it feels good. To be seen." She directs her glare at him, jabbing him in the chest with one clawed finger. "If I'm not gonna sleep with anyone but you, you gotta do the same! It's only fair, right?"

"Right," he says.

Leriya smooths his hair back with her fingers. It feels so different when it's wet, the curls flattened from the weight of the water and darkened to an inky black. Ricochet reaches with his good arm for a bottle and pops the lid open.

"Shampoo," he says. Leriya tips her head to the side.

"What's that?"

"Special soap for your hair," he says. "Dunno why we need special hair soap, it's just a thing we do."

"Okay," she says.

He instructs her to hold out her hands and empties some of the soap into her palm. It has a sharp, almost floral scent, and when

Leriya rubs her palms together at his direction, it suds up. She starts applying it to his hair from the roots to the ends as he tells her to. Almost as soon as she starts doing that, his eyes slip closed and his head tips back, like her scratching his scalp with her nails is the most relaxing, comforting feeling ever. She's never seen him like this, quiet and vulnerable, trusting her enough to have his throat exposed to her. He takes in a deep breath and lets it out in a long, shuddery sigh. A drop of water slips down from the outer corner of his left eye and vanishes into his hair. Leriya studies his face, scraping her nails over his head from the edge of his hairline to the back of his neck. He lets out that shaky breath again, and another drop of water slips down his cheek. She realizes, sort of suddenly, as another one falls right after the other, that they're coming from his eyes, not from the shower.

What do humans call that? She knows they have a word for it, but… she can't recall it. She keeps rubbing his head as she thinks, trying to remember. She wants to remember.

"I'm gonna turn the water over you back on," she says softly, sliding her hands out of his hair to rest at the sides of his neck. He hums in response, so she reaches behind him and pushes the button. He flinches slightly when the water strikes his face.

"Sorry," she says, putting her hands back into his hair to help rinse the suds out.

"'S fine," he mumbles, tipping his chin back down. He pulls in a harsh breath through his nose and wipes at it with his shoulder, before slowly blinking his eyes open. The white parts look reddened and irritated. He catches her eye and frowns. "What?" His voice sounds scratchy, like it's caught in the back of his throat. She shakes her head, feeling a little sheepish for some reason.

"Nothing," she says, and turns the water over him back off once all the suds are gone from his hair.

#ocs #oc posting #leriya #ricky ricardo #lericky

[thelotusflowers]

1, 5, 13, 18, 25! for the South Park ask game :D

1. Favorite main character and why they’re your favorite?

Tbh, it changes quite often, but it also typically varies between the same couple of characters. Right now it’s for sure Kyle, but growing up, it would typically be Kyle, Kenny or Stan (mostly Kyle or Kenny though), but then also, from like an entertainment stand point, it’s honestly Cartman? His centric episodes are so fucking funny, and always my favorites, but like, still I wouldn’t say he’s my favorite character, yk, like that means something else to me. So, yeah, going back… it’s for sure Kyle (as of right now and has been for some time now). Kyle is just so darn relatable to me, you know? Like I honestly just fully understand his character, and they’ve given him so much depth, like especially compared to the first couple seasons. I love how angry he gets; I love how much he cares. He tries so hard to do the right thing and is so paternal, and caring. He’s such a complex lil guy which is crazy to say about a 10 year old egg head but hey, it’s true. He also cracks me up and his speeches are outstanding. He is just so darn lovable and smart.

13. Favorite ship? Tell us why!

I really love cryle. I just think they are a super fun dynamic to work with and write and read about and visualize together. They just honestly complement one another in a lot of ways, and are very similar in other ways? It is just a really good balance. Their banter just comes so naturally, and there is even some actual, canonical things between them which are cute, ie, Craig telling him, “it’s ok, calm down,” while Kyle is angry and yelling about Cartman in TFBW. Some other lil bits of dialogue between them are also cute, to me, in TFBW. And honestly a lot of their canon moments are pretty civil? Like they honestly seem to get along well? Like there really only seems to be bad blood (the rivalry)between Stan and Craig, like that’s where most of that dialogue between the gangs lies, and also like Craig and Cartman but y’know, almost always it’s Cartman vs Everyone. But Kyle and Craig honesty seem to get along well enough most of the time? Like Craig tells Token to tell Kyle what’s going on in the honey boo boo episode, and other small interactions have appeared to show they are friendly with one another. Also, like the Free Willzyx episode? C’monnnnnnn. But even when they aren’t getting along it’s also so entertaining and great banter, and we all love enemies/rivals to lovers. Also, when Shiela is looking for Kyle in Sterilization as we Know It, the first place she looks for him is at Craig’s house?? Also, their moms have been seen to be friends which is just delicious material for the ship and head canons imo. Also, in Splatty Tomato, Craig just SO freely and eagerly, offers to help Kyle find Ike, like when has this boy ever, and I mean EVER, cared about helping them out when it has absolutely nothing to do with him? Like, Craig is sort of a lazy asshole, yknow, so like that was pretty nice of him to do. Also, “I think Clyde is kind of cool, but Craig is definitely cooler than Clyde.” But it’s not all these tiny things that happened in canon that make me ship them, or made me start to ship them, I just think they would have intellectual conversations and emotionally understand one another. I also just think they would be so perfect for domestic/established relationship would fit them so well. I don’t know. I just think they’re neat.

18. Describe an episode you’d like to see happen someday!

Oh man,,,,,, I don’t know. I would say to see them older but we got that 😭😭😭😭 maybe just an episode to focus on Kenny more? I would love another one that explored his immortality more. Also, just any episode where he talks and has his hood off? It is always so nice to get that. I just want an episode of them being kids again, y’know. I just wanna bring back the old vibes, them going on school field trips, style being super bffs, them doing funny pranks, or what not. I feel like it’s been a minute since we have seen Cartman do anything that fucked up - I would love to see that again. I’m not creative. Idk send them to Mars or something.

25. How and why did you get into South Park?

Oh man I don’t even remember!!!? I was pretty young when I started to watch. I’m not sure when I started? I think when I REALLY got into it, I was 13 and I would go to my friends house every day after school, and we would watch it because her cable box was set to record episodes every day so we always had new episodes to watch, and then I was like shit, I really like this show, damn and went off on my own and watched all the episodes on the South Park American website cuz they used to have ALL the episodes on there!!! and ever since then I’ve been on/off w my obsession with it!! I distinctly also remembering watching “you’re getting older” and just relating to it so much that it hurt me so deeply and I feel like that was one of the first times that I related with a character like a on a mental health stand point which is crazy when I think of it now with how much representation is out there for mental illness, but honestly there did not used to be as much when I was younger which is pretty sad? at least that I was aware of or watched? idk but honestly South Park has really good representation on mental health, and it’s just very realistic, even in the form of how they did it, with literally making everything appear like ACTUAL shit, and ACTUAL shit talking to Stan while ACTUAL shit fell from its mouth - like it’s kind of sad that for 13 year old me, this was the best, if not only, realistic/understandable mental health representation I had seen, but honestly ? also not sad at all and South Park just does an amazing job with it, which makes me sad for Trey cuz y’know that’s why, but ANYWAYS, this show just means a lot to me and makes me laugh, and gave me something to relate to when I was 13 and first started to be depressed, even when I didn’t understand what it was - like another scene I distinctly remember watching a ton is the scene with mr mackey and stan talking and also the goth kids episode and yeah, and this is why stan marsh will always hold a special place in my heart as well

Thank you so much for asking !!!!! :)

#south park #cryle #Kyle broflovski #eric cartman #kenny mccormick #Stan marsh

[inthehausofholbein]

002 for luty and 003 for vilu? <3 - iris

Luty:

When I started shipping them:

I can't pinpoint a specific episode, but I think it was gradual in the first few episodes of season 1. They're chaotic behavior and relationship can only be explained by "they're in love but they're comphet idiots so they don't know".

My thoughts:

Gee, how do I compile all my thoughts about them. I mostly describe them as those idiots or those two little bitches (both affectionate), so that should describe it. They make me so happy that I resent them for that, like, jesus christ, you're gonna be chaotic and idiotic one moment to really angsty and break my heart to just fucking adorable why do you do that to me why—

What makes me happy about them:

Aside from their weird chemistry, I love that Ludmila ended up changing her behavior towards Naty. They also both care for each other so much and don't realise, it's insane. And even though Ludmi wasn't that much better in season 2.0 than season 1, Naty standing up and being sassy to her while still lowkey caring for her is everything, your honor.

What makes me sad about them:

Obviously how toxic and one-sided they were. Although Ludmi changed and is much better, she had no excuse in seasons 1 and 2 to treat Naty like a lesser person.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me:

Uhm... nothing? At least on ao3, I like all of the ones where they’re a thing. (2)

Things I look for in fanfic:

Literally just a fanfic about them. (2)

My wishlist:

Is it really a wishlist if you’re just gonna do it on your own? (2)

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:

Their canon endgames, actually. I think that at this point, Fedemila is my favorite canon ship, so if Luty can't be together, I'd be more than happy if they would. I wasn't too sure about Naxi before and although they're still not my favorite, I rewatched a few of their scenes and omg they're adorable and I actually think they're a good match.

Oh, and also Camila. She and Naty are really healthy especially compared to Naty and Ludmi and Natalia deserves that. Though, she and Ludmi are rivals to lovers excellence.

My happily ever after for them:

Happy and healthy together. And if not romantically, I would love for them to be really close friends.

Though, if romantically, I like to imagine they have a really chill rest of their lives, just really affectionate with each other. Naty writes a lot of songs and Ludmi sings them, maybe they perform some together.

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Vilu:

How I feel about this character:

We don't talk about season 3 Vilu (tm). I think everyone has the same thought. But, I love her in season 2 the most. Still has notable problems, but she really developed as a person from season 1 to 2.

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character:

Fran and León

And although I'm glad they broke up for obvious reasons, I liked her relationship with Diego for what it was.

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character:

Oh my god, I love her relationships with Ludmi and Fede so much.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

I don't really have an unpopular opinion about her. Probably that I don't like her hair color in season 3.5 (it just doesn't blend that well and it bothers me for some reason).

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

You know what, I wish she had more consequences for Roxy. I think Angie told her off because Germán did the same last year and she was like "well, it's okay if I do it." no?? Also, I may not be remembering this right, but she should have apologised to León a lot more.

Favorite friendship for this character:

Ludmi and Fede as I mentioned, but obviously, Fran and Cami.

My crossover ship:

none

(also @iristhedeadflower i will do the luty wedding shit one day, i have not abandoned it. school has just been a bitch. okay thank you for the ask :))

[firelxdykatara]

not gonna lie I would love to hear more about the drama and infighting that went on in The Vampire Diaries fandom if you have the time (and also want to use that time to give your experience with the fandom, which from the snippets you've told sounds Not Fun so I get it if you don't want to lol)

oh god, there was like, SO MUCH, i just

i really feel like tvd is one of those fandoms that is so hard to describe without a lot of ‘you’d have to have been there’, but it really felt like this huge and all-consuming beast for about five years until the show finally imploded and the fandom basically turned on it en masse. (you ever see that post going around that’s like ‘if you ever want to know what true regret feels like, ask someone who once called tvd their favorite show’? still a mood, all these years later. basically the entire fandom thought the show should have just bowed out with whatever shreds of dignity it had left at the end of season 6, and became more of a hatedom than a fandom for the last two seasons. when you have an entire fandom cheering news of your show’s cancellation, i think that’s a sign you done fucked up, julie.)

first and most infamous, of course, are the ship wars. which are pretty much inevitable in any teen-centered drama, and i really think the CW fucking thrives on them, but it was particularly egregious in TVD’s case because not only was the base premise of the show a love triangle, but the two main romantic leads were brothers that the show constantly pit against one another--in pursuit of elena’s affections, but also because it kept up this insistence on the ‘good brother/bad brother’ dichotomy which stopped making sense after about season 2 (by which time we have found out that the good brother was never as good as he appeared, and the bad brother has been growing and isn’t nearly as bad as he pretends to be)--and the question of which brother ‘deserved’ elena (and no, what elena wanted very rarely factored into these discussions, especially in the team stefan camp because they turned on her when what she wanted was no longer The Good Brother, but i’ll get to that in a bit) was hotly contested.

i’m not kidding when i say the shipping wars were vicious. i started watching tvd shortly after it began to air, which was late 2009, and kept up with it fairly sporadically over the years. i didn’t come onto tumblr until 2011/2012, and by then, the fandom was already pretty much a garbagefire. there were anti ship and anti character blogs, any time something bad happened for one ship the rival ship would invade the tags to gloat about it (seasons 3 and 4 were especially rough, and i’m not gonna pretend delena fans weren’t just as bad about tag invasion and shit, but as that was my side of the road i saw a lot more of the stelena shippers being assholes, which soured my opinion on the ship a long time before i started rewatching and realized the red flags were there from the start), confessions blogs were popular also toxic as fuck (so much fighting happened in the notes of those posts, good gods), and this was right around when twitter’s popularity was on the rise and the line between Celebrity and Fan was thinning, so the fandom was absolutely atrocious to much of the tvd cast and crew.

(some of them deserved a lot of the later backlash, but in the early years a lot of it was ‘how dare you write the story in a way i dont like, you terrible fucking person’, and gods don’t get me started on the dobsley vs nian Thing)

i think what really encapsulates my feelings on the tvd fandom as a whole, though, is the way they (to this DAY) treated elena gilbert, which can be summed up in one meme that gained a lot of traction around season 3 if i remember right: that gif of pam from true blood, with the text altered to read “i’m so OVER elena and her precious doppelganger vagina!”

i swear at one time i had over half the active tvd fan accounts on tumblr blocked, because i got to a point where i would no longer tolerate elena hate, and she was (and still is, in what remains of the fandom; you’ll see a lot of ‘elena was one of the worst things about the show’ takes from ex-fans, too) one of the most widely despised characters in the entire fandom. because she -checks smudged writing on hand- was a traumatized teenage girl who -reads off a crumpled notecard- couldn’t always perfectly sort out her own feelings and -squints at the ceiling- sometimes made mistakes or bad decisions. (except a lot of the fandom also insisted that she was a mary sue who had no character traits or flaws or faults and it was like....make up your fucking minds???? is she a calculating conniving bitch whose somehow manipulating these centuries old vampires to tie them around her little finger or is she a boring flat character with no depth and no flaws??? jfc)

there was this massive double standard, too--like, stefan and damon could fuck whoever they wanted and that was fine, but elena was constantly raked over the coals for the crime of developing romantic feelings for the two men who had become constants in her life and whom she cared for deeply, and oh my GOD the slut shaming that happened when elena slept with damon was fucking wild. (and also happened in canon lmfao. like the show had one of elena’s best friends basically call her diseased on screen for falling in love with someone other than stefan. it was gross and ridiculous and the friend in question was also being a giant hypocrite at the time since she was happily flirting with someone who was directly responsible for the deaths of like four of elena’s loved ones and her own boyfriend’s mother but that’s beside the point) but like elena was called a slut and a bitch and a whore for ‘cheating’ on stefan (she hadn’t, and she had in fact broken up with him on screen the episode earlier) and ‘immediately’ jumping into bed with damon, even though none of them said fucking boo when stefan had one night stands or damon had fuckbuddies or whatever.

shit, caroline didn’t get any of this treatment when she started falling for tyler while dating matt! which isn’t to say i think she should have, just that i think it’s fucking ridiculous that elena was absolutely demonized by the fandom for daring to have feelings for two guys at once and eventually acting on them--despite the fact that the entire premise of the show was a love triangle. it’s not a love triangle if both sides don’t eventually get explored, and the crew had been pretty explicit about the fact that delena was going to happen at some point--but when it did, a huge chunk of the fandom absolutely threw a fit.

and a lot of these elena haters were alleged stelena stans, and i say alleged because they hated her so much for not wanting stefan’s dick anymore that it was clear they were really stefan stans and only wanted stelena to be endgame because they wanted stefan to ‘win’ at the end of the day, because ‘he’s the good brother’ so he deserved elena more.

it was all very gross and very misogynistic and very sex shaming (apparently delena was a ‘shallow’ and ‘superficial’ relationship because they had sex after two years of unrequited feelings slowly becoming requited and then pining for ages on both sides, and because they had a lot of on screen chemistry that the show capitalized on for years so of course they did a lot of making out and shit but it’s not like stelena didn’t have its fair share of making out and sex scenes, stefan was just too much of a coward to let elena top i’d apologize for that joke but i’m really not sorry because it’s true), and when i say it was egged on by the crew, that’s because they refused to let the love triangle die back in season 4 when it should have.

they insisted on stringing stelena fans along, dropping little bread crumbs to keep them invested, like dreams of a future where they were married and revealing that stefan was also a doppelganger and he and elena were descended from a pair of star-crossed lovers (a plot that ultimately went nowhere, to no one’s great surprise), and then fucking like. julie plec turned around and threw nina under the bus after she chose not to extend her contract and pretended that stelena might have happened again if she hadn’t left the show, which....i mean frankly i wouldn’t put it past her, but it would have been shitty writing. then again, she thought having a vampire pregnancy where a uterus was magically transplanted from a witch into a vampire that could somehow......carry the babies to term.... made sense and was a good way to accomodate candice’s RL pregnancy rather than like literally ANYTHING else, soooooo. but anyway julie saying that around like, end of s6 sparked off a new wave of nina hate and elena hate and ship wars bc they SEers took it as ‘confirmation’ that stelena was REALLY meant to be endgame and it was all just a hot fucking mess

another thing is that, while tvd was in its prime before the anti/purity culture shit started picking up any real steam, there was still this pervasive attitude throughout the fandom that if you liked Damon, you were A Bad Person. liking damon was apparently grounds for insults and harassment, and apparently he was The Worst Person on the Show even though literally nothing he does on screen is any worse than shit we know stefan has done (and frankly every other vampire too, but i mention stefan specifically because he was always held up--in the show but especially in the fandom--as the Good Brother while damon was the Bad One, and if you liked damon more then that had to mean your morals were dodgy and you clearly couldn’t appreciate what a heroic and saintly figure dear stefan was and....oops, i’m sorry, my salt keeps leaking -cough-).

meanwhile klaus quickly became a fandom darling despite not even really having much of a redemption arc (on tvd anyway, he just became more ‘affably evil’ as the show went on and more inclined to work with the main characters rather than try to kill them; i have no idea what went on over on his show, though), and like i can 100% appreciate liking villains and not caring that they do dodgy villainous shit, even just liking them bc they’re hot and wanting them to kiss a main character bc they have insanely good chemistry (yes i ship klaroline, no i won’t apologize for it, they could have been Really Great), it’s just really the double standard that gets me.

and all of this, incidentally, required ignoring some truly gross shit stefan was responsible for wrt his relationship with elena, that frankly it has always bothered me never really got addressed in the show. i get why elena herself would never be able to actually call him on it, but the fact is that he stalked her for months after he first saw her and thought she was katherine (meanwhile it only took damon .5 seconds to realize she was someone else entirely, but that’s another topic entirely), and then he deliberately inserted himself into her life because, in his words, ‘i have to know her’. he never gave a thought to how his presence in her life might affect her (or rather, he did, and tormented himself about it in his internal monologue, but never let this actually dissuade him from disrupting her life), and elena would wind up blaming herself for every tragedy that befell her friends and loved ones as a result of getting mixed up in vampire bullshit even though none of it was her fault--she literally blamed herself for existing but most of the fandom didn’t give a fuck about that lmfao--and stefan did shit like find out that she was adopted and then withhold this information from her until she got pissed about another secret he was keeping (her resemblence to katherine) and drop it on her to try and distract her from her very reasonable anger, and like... i should stop before this becomes a whole rant about how much i hate stefan fucking salvatore, but the point is, he did a lot of really sketchy shit he never answered for and elena never really took him to task for, and the fandom just kept eating up his insistence that he was the Good Brother and therefore he deserved to have elena, and if she didn’t want him anymore it was because she was a heinous bitch who didn’t deserve him.

uh.....i think i got off track there. and there’s probably a lot of shit i missed, like i think i was incandescent with rage for most of seasons 5 and 6 so i missed a lot of the interfandom shit cause i was too busy being increasingly pissed off at the show itself, but if nothing else this should give you an idea of how much of a goddamn cesspit the fandom was while the show as in its prime. there’s a reason both the show and the fandom have such a lousy reputation lmfao.

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