#SL rando thoughts

[i-bring-crack]

So back to chapter 42 when I was first reading this I thought the whole "you must face big challenges ahead" was quite dumb because from that point on he gets way too overpowered (still is, im not gonna invalidate that) and at no point is there a moment where he looses something true of value because he gets it back with the rewind.

But at the same time... its true? like all he said was true, just on a smaller scale than what we expected. Reading it first time or just reading it at that point you expect that Jinwoo is going to loose his friends, his family, and seek for path of revenge that will ultimatly make him stronger than before. But thats not the case of what H-goon (and maybe Dubu?) intended to show here.

"You will have to kill a lot more people" Refers to him having to kill Kim Chul and Hwang Dong Soo, especially Kim Chul, so that he can have stronger shadows.

"Make sacrifices... and even abandon your friends and family." Refers to Jinwoo leaving his family for 27 years in order to fight the Monarchs.

This is also technically true but executed poorly, cuz again, I needed to watch this for the nth to finally click with me, so this is likely to fade withing the minds of most viewers-- but Jinwoo trying to fight the monarchs thinking he could beat them all up, and mainly seeking out revenge against the Frost Monarch, was what got him killed. What was expected of him though is to stay dead, or for him to face up against death seeing as he was looking to take his authority considering his necromancer class.

Of course we instead got a peaceful resolution to it all. The people he killed came back and Jinwoo never got to suffer any guilt about it. The people he loved that died came back, Jinah even got magically cured of her ptsd despite it being a big hold on him at the time. his mother and father are together, happy and not worried about their son at all. He abandoned his parents but only temporarely, but then came back and kept staying with them until the events of SL:R. And he did die, but he doesnt stay dead, he didnt even have to fight death. Ashborn just quickly gave him a choice, showed some lore and bam, now this man can never die!

In the end those words were true, we just had too much high expectations for it (and thats justified, Season 1, especially up to the red gate arc, had given a lot of expectations in the first place.)

But i think this line here is also an indicator of what will go down too. In the story Jinwoo gets giften a lot of freaking luck, and has to deal with it in the end yes, (fight the monarchs and the outer gods, loose humanity etc.) but it is still way too much luck, until the end he is the most powerful being in the universe and nothing can top him for it.

He gets away with whatever he wants, and thats... not how life works? or at least not the storytelling we were seeing in the first few chapters because he was fighting tooth and nail to gather all of that, he was almost loosing his life fighting rasaka, cerberus, the lizards and that spider. He needed help from Juhee winning against Taeshik (a manhwa addition), or help from the system's status recovery (again manhwa only) and help to win against baruka in the red gate arc.

Then we see he becomes so strong he doesnt even need himself in the battlefield at times, his shadows can take over the work, but he is still the strongest one out there, as seen in the double dungeon or against Thomas or even with Antares.

He gets so lucky(plot armor geee) that all the struggles we thought we were going to see just fade away and now we know he will always win.

Had the sacrifices been large, or heck at least permanent, had we seen Jinwoo struggle against loosing his humanity or seeing him in pain after having to leave his family, the result would have felt a bit more profound. Had his sacrifices been more severe or had Jinwoo decided on becoming even stronger than before for the sake of rewinding time then... I mean the quality of the writting wouldnt have been peak but it would certainly make us feel more attached to the characters and the story as a whole. Then again time-traveling always feels like a bad knot even among the most extraordinary stories because it just means that whatever world the reader was invested in was worthless. Ther can be ways to get hooked int oa time traveling story but, thaths mostly when time traveling plays a huge role inside the story and isnt revealed at the very freaking end.

Solo Leveling Ragnarok thankfully doesn't just discard it away either, unlike the ending of SL where it tries to keep the status quo of keeping the earth the same way it was before the gates, Suho does none of that and instead actively tries to tell everyone about the past as much as he can. His ideology isnt about "ignorance is a bliss" but rather that a persons feats must be shared, their kindness must be known even when they themselves didn't want it or care about being known.

Ps, im not saying the sequel is better also, but its definetly improving upon whats already being built while at the same time feeling like something you can read without knowing about the first SL. Its got its pros and cons but its also doing a good job keeping the audience of SL engaged considering... well considering its Solo Leveling, a show whose height exploted due to the artwork and not the story itself.

#I will have to read dungeon reset then wont I? #solo leveling #manhwa #sung jin woo #SL rando thoughts #Solo leveling ragnarok #and minor spoilers?? #sung suho #sung su ho

[poorlittleyaoyao]

Resuming the rewatch after many weeks of sitting like a lump and the timeline surrounding Yi City is BANANAS. We are informed by LWJ that:

-XY showed up at Koi Tower 16 years ago. (LWJ refutes the assertion of the randos in the tavern that he was a Jin clan retainer.)

-Everyone wanted to punish him for being a serial killer but JGS personally refused due to lack of evidence. (We get a flashback of JGS yelling that he can protect who he wants.)

-Chang Ping recanted his testimony and was shortly thereafter blinded and killed via a thousand cuts dealt by Shuanghua, but neither XXC nor SL has been seen in years.

-XY was driven out and punished after JGS died and JGY took over as sect leader (according to LWJ) and hasn’t been seen since (according to the tavern randos).

Now, this does match JGY’s statement in the CQL version of Guanyin Temple that XY agreed to help him refine the Yin Tiger Tally as a means to resurrect XXC, but it throws a wrench in LITERALLY ANYTHING ELSE because it means:

-XY didn’t officially work for the Jin? A lot of people thought he did, but he wasn’t considered an employee according to LWJ??? Did NMJ just believe the rumors or did he personally see him leaving JGY’s basement?

-It’s common knowledge that XY worked for the Wen, but either this didn’t come up in his trial, or everyone agreed that JGS protecting a known Wen collaborator just for funsies was fine or JGS’s power was so unrivaled that he didn’t even have to pretend to care about PR.

ETA: “Did anybody SEE him kill all those people?” is also one hell of a rebuttal given that in this canon, JGY, NHS, LWJ, and JC were all present at Chang Manor in the aftermath of the murders. JC and LWJ were even on the scene prior to Songxiao’s arrival! I guess technically they didn’t see XY kill all those people, but JC and LWJ sure do hear him confess to it freely and without remorse!

-JGS publicly stated that keeping XY alive was his personal prerogative, so NMJ getting on JGY’s case about it has some major “yelling at the store manager about the return policy dictated by corporate HQ” energy. Disappointed in u, CQL Da-ge. 🫤

-XY already had Shuanghua when he killed Chang Ping, whose time death is also given as “16 years ago,” so the entirety of Yi City unfolds prior to this. Leaving aside the issue of Sunshot only taking like 6-8 months and then less than 2 years elapsing between the war’s end and WWX’s death with the given timestamps (Yi City is supposed to be a solid 3 years, so this is pushing it even if XY shacked up with XXC immediately after Songxiao swapped eyeballs), I’m pretty sure they give us a little title card later insisting that Yi City was 10 years ago. WHEN IS THIS HAPPENING. WHAT IS MATH.

-oh my god were Dark Cottagecore Hours with Xuexiao happening while Sunshot was going on? because that’s incredible actually.

-Why was XY all beaten up when XXC found him if that wasn’t JGY??? XY is for sure in Jinlintai when NMJ and JGS die so?????????

TIME ISNT REAL AND NEITHER IS GEOGRAPHY, GOD BLESS.

#masala necromancy wizard hour #after expositing all this LWJ does shots and I think it’s bc the implied tragedy of Songxiao and the uncertainty of the future made him sad #but what if instead he just thought too hard about how the chronology didn’t add up and realized time itself isn’t real and drank to cope

[void-sand-cat]

Assuming that Michael is the player for Fnaf 1/2/3/5/6 (I have no idea what's going on w/4), I doubt there is any way that the spirits (including afton kids & William here btw) knew who they were trying kill was.

So, the animatronics are old and kinda crappy right? So the missing kids wouldn't have the best vision, and (if I recall correctly) Michael looks a lot like William. Plus, we know they attacked anyone with a security uniform (rip phone guy), so they definitely didn't know. I subscribe to the headcanon that they were affected by possible murder machine programming in the animatronics from William, increasing the likelihood that they had 0 idea what they were doing, but I don't know any proof for this, so disregard it, this theory doesn't need it.

Aftons are tricker. Based on how Elizabeth talks about William, I don't think her or CC knew about how fucked up William was.

Next CC. First off, "It's me." Which works if you think he knows Michael is Michael, but it works just as well if CC thinks Michael is William. Again, I have my doubts he knew how messed up William was, but he definitely knew how much Michael was - at least Michael as Foxy bro. I do believe CC said, "It's me" with no ill intent. Whether or not it was meant for Michael depends on how forgiving you think CC is. Irregardless of how forgiving CC is, he is still affected by bad robot eyes and falls into the same hole as the missing kids.

Before moving on to William, I want to touch on Michael. I don't think he knows that Elizabeth, CC, & the missing kids think he's William. From what I understand of SL, Elizabeth does talk like she knows the player. As mentioned above, SL is not a game I have learned a lot about, nor have I learned about Eilzabeth. I said I didn't think "It's me" was said with anger/hatred, but I do believe Michael interpreted it that way. He had been fending off murderous animatronics all night, and another one just showed up in his office. What else is he gonna think? I don't know if Michael knew that CC was haunting the Golden Freddy costume, but if he did, why would he think his brother would forgive the person who killed him? As for the missing kids, he knew they were attacking security guards (at least after a point), I doubt he thought they knew how he was.

I wanted to touch on Michael before William because this is a special case. I still doubt that William knew the security guard was Michael. His eyes have to be total crap, and (if I recall correctly) he can talk, so why wouldn't he talk to his son? Why would he be trying to kill him? Instead of trying to control him, find out what's happened since he was gone, etc. That's the same. However, I think Michael knows William doesn't know who he is. And wants it like that. Michael likely figured out that William is treating him as a rando. It's not hard to put together, but why wouldn't Michael say anything? Counterpoint, WHY THE FUCK WOULD HE? He knows what William has done, and he's there to burn everything down with William inside.

I am technically in my 2nd fnaf phase, but I've only really ever seen gameplay of SB & Ruin, and that's from speedrunners. I got this far bc of game theory binge watching. Fnaf 4s lore is too confusing for me to touch, I think it doesn't matter, maybe as motivation? Eh, no idea. 6 is more of the same, up till Henry's speech everyone assumes Mike's (oh fuck. Mike has a nickname. I'm a dumbass, forgive me) some rando, Henry speech alerts them their wrong, but they burn before figuring it out.

Edit: According to AO3 tags, I misspelled Mike's name. Guess I should fix that quickly. (I can't fix the misspelling in the tags here, though.) I also fixed a mistake with Elizabeth's name at one point. Elizabeth was a typo, I have no idea how I ended up spelling Mike's name wrong. (I'm American seriously, how did I do that?)

#fnaf #fanf theories #ok #more a headcanon than a theory #but same idea #fnaf 1-6 #michael afton #sorry if your looking though thecharacter tag & see this #it is about micheal #but i doubt its the normal stuff for that tag #whatever that is #sorry if this makes no sense #this is just my thoughts #but not bullet pointed #anyway #youre amazing #oh yeah #angst ideas #probably should just to be safe #angst

[crunchyroaches27]

hybrid!Soap and owner!rescuer!Ghost, bc why not?

one of my first fanfics, I apologize beforehand 😔✊

AU where soap and a couple other randos are half a different species bc of evil scientists!1!! Soap is half tiger.

Soap was a beast. A genetically modified product of the human egg and tiger sperm. He had a long, ochre-and-black girthy whip of a tail. Fuzzy copper ears with black tips served as his ears. Soap’s nails and canines were tapered and keen, just like a tiger’s.

“Why have these attributes if I can never really use them?” Soap thought, and grunted dejectedly. Sure, he got to tear up the enrichment items slid from behind the metal slot on the wall of his enclosure, but the material was not able to be clawed through easily. Soap yearned for the tearing of flesh underneath his sharp nails.

But alas, items such as skin weren’t always easily accessible, so he resorted to other bad habits. Yowling, roaring and meowing out of pure boredom. Of course Soap would communicate in human speech, but he preferred his more natural noises. His vocal chords were more fit for big cat sounds; his human speech always came out gruff and harsh.

Bored and annoyed at the people scrutinizing him through the glass wall, Soap decided to start grooming his muscular forearm with his papillae-filled tongue. No, he did not have fur on that area, but he still seemed to do it subconsciously. Maybe the thick layer of body hair counted as fur? He wished inwardly that he could leave his cell one day.

GHOST POV

“Let’s head in,” Ghost called out to his squad, which obediently trailed behind him gingerly after his signal. They kept their eyes peeled, turning and twisting their bodies to see everything at every angle. But Ghost doubted that they would miss what they were looking for— monstrous, horrid science experiments. Hybrids, they were called. Human DNA mixed with an animals’. They were bred purely for fun, money, or power.

After silently dispatching many security guards and other personnel, hope started to fade from the squad. They could not find the cells of these so called “people.” Frantically they searched until they swore a peeved yowl echoed from a couple doors up.

“Move in!” Ghost hissed urgently to his team as he forced the door open with a powerful strike to the door with his leg. But it seems they were prepared, too, as bullets flew uncomfortably close to them and their bodies.

SOAP’S POV

Out of nowhere, in an instant, the bland silence had been replaced by the symphony of bullets whizzing by. Many were wounded and shot, yet the fight seemed to be in favor of the opponents. Soap felt his hackles rise in what could be apprehension.

Soap glared at the newcomers. He soaked in every detail through the clear wall. All of them had rifles that reeked of gunpowder. The one with the skull mask intrigued Soap the most. “What could he be hiding under ‘ere?” he mrrowed, quietly and thoughtfully. “His sign of dominance?”

Soap’s pensive state seemed to break when he realized bullets were not flying around before him, instead, they were lodged between the flesh of his creators. The blood welling around the soon-to-be dead scientists drove Soap into a frenzy. The scent of iron filled his nostrils, and also the other’s as they collectively started to roar or howl (or make whatever sound they did) as they became crazed with bloodlust.

GHOST’S POV

“Bloody fucking hell!” Ghost gasped as a choir of furious yowls and roars started to erupt. Ghost’s head swam. His squad had nervous glints in their eyes. “What are we gonna do?” inquired one of his men meekly. Ghost inhaled deeply. His mind dug and dug for one of his brilliant ideas.

All these creatures were in a state of dementedness. Their senses were on high alert, because of course, they were half-wild. And they have probably just seen murder and blood for the first time. Their senses.. senses.. Ghost’s eyes lit up; what better way to dull their sensory faculties than to knock them unconscious? “Who has the sleeping gas?” Ghost barked to his team, his eyes flitting around his men.

“Here, sir,” replied a gruff voice. The man held up a canister of the gas, a curious expression painted on his face. “Well, then, knock ‘em out.” Ghost replied back wryly, a knowing smirk sported on his mug.

SOAP’S POV

Soap could hear his hysterical roars lessen into mewls. He felt as if he could not do anything to stop the situation, the spread of drowsiness over his body. Soap felt as if he were just watching himself, in third person, flop onto the solid ground and lose his consciousness to the alabaster-colored gas that permeated into the room. His maw parted to deliver one final, crestfallen roar.

timeskip 8 hours later, Soap was transported by tf141 to a new, more luxurious cell.

Soap stretched his stiff limbs awake, groaning obnoxiously in pleasure the moment his joints popped and cracked. The bloody desires were somewhat gone. He wiped his eyes, still a bit sticky and bleary from sleep, and gasped amusedly to his new environment. Soap chuckled in disbelief, his tail flicking up and down excitedly.

Soap felt like he was in some sort of hybrid paradise. He almost squealed in pure delight when a mouse scurried across his room. Soap quickly dispatched it, and started to instinctively tear the flesh off the rodent’s bones and gulp it down with his pointed teeth. His mouth watered and he purred contentedly; this was his first time catching prey!

GHOST’S POV

Ghost hummed in a pleased amusement when he saw the prideful tiger-man strut confidently around his new enclosure through the cameras, dangling the corpse of the ravished mouse pinched between two fingers, and yowling in such a way it could almost be perceived as gloating. Ghost clicked his tongue sardonically, and called his mates over to watch the humorous display of pride.

Out of all of the nine varying hybrids him and his task force saved, tiger hybrid John “Soap” MacTavish as his files named him, was one the males that appealed to him the most. His unique, yet iconic orange and black stripe pattern seemed to fit him perfectly. Bold; diverse. He was real frisky and easily driven by his predatory tendencies, as his files advised.

timeskip, to tomorrow, 9 am

GHOST’S POV

“It’s crucial you guys get a physical on those hybrids,” Laswell noted, her intonation still being able to sound serious even through the computer speaker. “You don’t know what the they have, or what they don’t,” she continued. Ghost hummed.

“It’s on my schedule, Laswell..” Ghost replied affirmatively, nodding his head as a gesture of acknowledgement. Price hovered over Ghost’s shoulder, gazing at the illuminated with intent. “Sure. In fact, we’ll do it today.”

Ghost’s eyebrows rose upwards. “Today?” he repeated. “Today, right now,” Price affirmed. “Take Gaz and Roach with you,” he finished, stalking away and leaving Ghost no chance to retort. “Bloody hell.” “Well, get to it, Lieutenant.” Laswell chuckled, the beep following her voice indicating she’d disconnected.

WILL POST PT2 IN A LIL!!!

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #fanfic #john soap mactavish #soapghost #soap cod #hybrid #hybrid!soap

[eenasbabysmom]

Fic ideas that keep me in a fog at inappropriate times throughout the day:

-twisted hanahaki fic:

*Jiang Cheng is cursed to speak his true thoughts/feelings on people by his latest disaster matchmaking meet-greet.

*potential wifey is SL Yao’s niece (byway of a sister married into another sect) and she is just as bad at these things as JC, mostly because she’s not into men or the concept of marriage.

*BUT, she’s also a brat who doesn’t want to be scolded for another failed match. She and her maids somehow convince themselves that JC must be a cutsleeve, and for WWX in particular. They just need to get JC to publicly admit it, so they find a rando curse that sounds annoying but ultimately harmless (like flower petals are soft and coughing them up probably won’t hurt, right?).

*the niece hits JC with the curse in the middle of a crowded tea house because she’s relatively certain he won’t murder her in front of witnesses. She tries to get him to admit his feelings for WWX, but she has no idea about the depths of JC’s stubborn dumbassery.

*The man literally starts hacking up full flowers within minutes. At some point, Zidian is called and the girl flees for her life.

*JC is still under the effects of the curse, which would have been harmless except in cases where serious secrets and actual pain/trauma are involved (Yao’s niece did not read the fine print). Essentially, JC is in danger of dying via aggressive floral growth in his lungs due to his secrets and emotional constipation.

*WWX is summoned within days by a panicked JL who reveals that:

1- JC is cursed,

2-JC is in danger of dying from said curse,

3-dumb girl who cast the curse didn’t read into it properly and can’t remove it,

4-his uncles disciples are ENRAGED and likely to start a war with Yao and nieces sect over this accidental attempted assassination,

and 5-WWX needs to get to Lotus Pier yesterday!

starts kinda funny, middle should rip your heart out, and end will try to shove aforementioned heart back into your chest cavity.

#Mdzs #cql #jiang cheng #wei wuixan #yunmeng duo #fic ideas #to write

[jiminsfault]

❥ pairing: Jungkook x reader

❥ genre: non-idol!au, nc17 / fluff, the tiniest amount of smut, a bit of crack, romance

❥ word count: 7.5k

❥ summary: Jimin wanted to play matchmaker and you fell right into his love trap.

❥ warnings: a lot of sexual comments, Reader has a fixation on hygiene?, Jimin is gay, side Yoonmin (it’s not really much but present), sexual tension, Jungkook probably has a Noona kink, use of korean honorifics (only a bit), Reader is super awkward, Jungkook is gonna steal your heart, more sexual tension, Jungkook knows tiktok, making out, kisses, it gets heated a bit, a lot of love, shy boy!Jungkook, more love

❥ thank you for this great header heathy! @shadowsremedy​ uwu

“Hey, uhm. Could you…,” Jimin started his sentence next to you, lying on your couch, “would you go on a date with me?”

You just sipped on your glass of coke, hearing this, you almost spat it out. With wide eyes you turned towards him and couldn’t keep your mouth closed, once you gulped the drink down. “No?” He asked, seeing your reaction. His tone was questioning and he had eyes just as big as you had.

“No. What the fuck, Jimin? Why would I go on a date with you? Like, ever,” you rolled your eyes, looking at him with disgust. Not to misunderstand, Jimin was handsome and funny, always there for you when you needed him. He encouraged you to go out and meet people and sat through movies with you, when you needed to cry about the boy who broke your heart.

But that’s exactly why you wouldn’t ever go on a date with him. Jimin was your best friend ever since high school, when he sat down next to you, a new student from Busan and just moved to seoul. He didn’t know anybody but when he sat down next to you, you smiled at him and explained to him what the class was about. Ever since then, you both were like paper and glue, sticking together for whatever troubles you had. You know too much about the guy, couldn’t ever see him in a romantic way. Plus, he’s gay, so.

Jimin rolled his eyes, too, sitting up and throwing all the crumbs from his chips onto your couch. He’s going to be cleaning this. “No you dummy, not like that. Just accompany me out with two guys and-”

“I will not have a foursome with you and some random dudes you found on Grindr!” You screeched, holding your pointer finger up and successfully stopping him from speaking.

“Can you shut up for a second? I don’t ever wanna see you when you get down and dirty with someone. You can keep that for yourself, I already had to find your vibrator,” shaking his head, he shuddered at the memory, “that was enough trauma.”

“I’m trying to tell you, it’s kind of like a double date. Except, the two dudes don’t know that yet. I really wanna fuck this one guy but he didn’t get the memo so he invited his friend when I said we could meet up sometime.” Another eye roll while he threw a chip up in the air and caught it with his mouth. He continued to speak, while chewing, making you cringe at his disgusting behavior. “His name’s Jungkook, the friend of his. You’re gonna come with and distract him from me and my snack. I just want some alone time to make him my sl-”

You held your hand up again, looking away. You didn’t want to hear what he had to say. “Fine, okay. If I come along, what’s in it for me? I have to spend my evening with some rando, getting him away from his friend? What if that dude doesn’t want to be alone with you?” Your face gave your doubt away, looking Jimin up and down.

“That’s the thing, Y/N. He doesn’t know that he wants to be alone with me yet. After that evening, when he realized what good of a catch I am, he definitely won’t get enough of some good alone time.” You scoffed, when he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. Reaching forward, you snatched the bag of chips from him and ate some yourself. “And what’s in it for you, my sweet darling? Jungkook’s fucking hot, too. I’d want to bite his ass, but he’s straight as an arrow.”

He fake pouted, shortly after his devilish smirk came out because he could tell that you were considering it. “Do you have a picture? I’m not gonna let you trick me like last time,” the trust you once had in him to hook you up with someone was long gone after he told you he’d found the man of your dreams, until the guy turned out to look like he drank beer for fifty years and hadn’t showered for much longer.

“No, but I can describe him?” You tsked, standing up from the couch and going to the bathroom. Jimin could lie to you all he wants, you’re not gonna waste your time with this. “C’mon! Help me get some ass! Please!”

You snickered as he wailed in the living room, already having decided to help your friend out a little. But he didn’t need to know that just yet, teasing Jimin was too much fun.

“So you’re sure this guy won’t be a creep?” You checked back in with Jimin for the nth time. He could never be trusted when he was trying to get into some dude’s pants.

“Yes, Y/N. I’m a hundred percent sure and if I’m lying, you can absolutely cut off my balls and serve them for breakfast, yeah?” It was laced with humor and he side eyed you from the passenger's seat in your car. Breathing out, heavy with annoyance, you nodded.

This couldn’t be the worst, you supposed. “What happens if you and your twinky hit off and y’all wanna leave? Am I supposed to stay with this Jungkook guy?” 

“He’s not a twink, Y/N. You’ll see, Yoongi is really nice!” His voice reached high ends and you scrunched up your nose. Even though you dressed up in a deep blue dress that was bordering on mid thigh, with your favorite heels, comfortable but still chic, you were full of doubts. Yes, a movie with Jimin and additional possible friends would be nice, but the risk of an unhygienic or rude date is still present.

“I can smell your worries,” Jimin said. You looked at him quickly and saw that he was watching you intently. “Jungkook really is a nice guy. He’s younger than you but he got his manners. And he’s a smart one,” he went on about your date for the rest of the way to the cinema and once you parked the car, he finally stopped talking.

“If you’re lying, prepare your balls,” you threatened, looking at him with sharp eyes. He nodded with a smirk and jumped out of your car.

You followed him, linking your arm with his after he waited for you and together you walked towards the entrance of the cinema. Inside, the entrance hall was bustling with people buying tickets and snacks, walking to the assigned rooms to watch movies. Children were running around and groups of teenagers filled the ticket box office.

Jimin already went to complain about how long they’d have to wait but then a guy approached. He had black hair, was about the same size as Jimin but had a bit of a smaller frame. His face was feline like and he seemed to know exactly who to talk to. “Jimin?” His voice sounded when he was only a few steps away and with a happy noise, your friend let go of your arm and fell into the arms of the man.

“Yoongi! How are you, where’s Jungkook?” He blabbered quickly, laying his arm around this Yoongi’s shoulders. Now that you thought about it, you never asked how Jimin met this guy. When they were closer to you, you smiled at Yoongi and introduced yourself. He seemed a bit shy, shrinking into Jimin’s frame when he greeted you. It was cute and suddenly you knew exactly why Jimin was so keen on meeting him. 

“Jungkook is getting us popcorn, one sweet, one salty because we didn’t know what you guys preferred. Also drinks, I hope coke is fine?”

Jimin and you both agreed and once the both of them started conversation, you started to look around more. They seemed to get along well, why were you even here? And where is this Jungkook? The snack checkout was still full with people and considering the lack of knowledge you had about his looks except ‘he’s handsome’, your searching was hopeless.

You decided to grab your phone out of your small purse, checking the time only to see that the movie should start in about ten minutes. “Guys, why don’t we buy the tickets? We’ll miss the start if we wait longer,” you trailed while you still looked at your phone, overlooking the messages a group chat sent.

“Already taken care of,” a smooth voice announced from behind you. It caught you off guard, so you shrieked a bit and clutched your hands to your chest. A giggle was heard and shortly after, the person to the voice stood next to you, hands full with popcorn and drinks. The two men across you, still in conversation, took a drink each, Jimin holding a popcorn bag as well. “You must be Y/N, yeah? I’m Jungkook,” he said. Once you finally looked at his face, he was quite tall so you had to look high up, you saw a very handsome face.

He had perky and cute lips that seemed strawberry pink, a small mole underneath and his smile was cheeky and adorable. With his smile came bunched up cheeks and his eyes seemed to carry his happiness. The light brown hair was partly over his forehead, a small gap let you see a bit of his eyebrows, strong and dark. His frame was wide, muscly it seemed. He was wearing a jeans jacket with a white shirt underneath and ripped pants that hugged his wonderfully thick thighs. Was he a god or something?

Everyone noticed your quietness and to cover the awkward pause in conversation, Jimin laughed and went in to hug Jungkook. “Nice to see you! Yoongi told me a bunch about you. This here is Y/N, she can be a bit shy around new people,” he made show to hold your shoulders and make you look at him. Your cheeks glowed up with heat and an embarrassed laugh made it out from between your lips.

“It’s fine, I’m sure we can get used to each other inside,” Jungkook said with a friendly tone and you were glad that this was all that was needed for the small group to get moving. Jimin trailed in front with an arm draped around Yoongi’s waist and he looked back to wink at you. “C’mon, don’t wanna miss the ads, huh?”

This Jungkook really had an effect on you like no one else did. For god’s sake, you were older than this guy and you acted like a schoolgirl. Get a grip, Y/N!

With a heavy intake of breath, packing your phone back into your purse, you walked towards the three that were already a bit up the stairs. Arriving next to your date for the evening, you looked at his side profile. “Should I take something from that?” Pointing to the drinks and the bag of popcorn in his arms, you kept looking at him, between glancing down to make sure you didn’t miss the final step and walked behind Jimin and Yoongi. Did they even know which room the movie was playing?

“I got it, thanks,” he said, smiling down at you. Pressing your lips together, you nodded. “You’re a year older than me, right?” His question confused you a bit, after not much conversation he brought up age in an awfully weird way.

“Uhm… yeah, I think so? Jimin said I’m older than you, so,” you shrugged your shoulders and looked in front of you, walking through the doors of hall D. You saw your friend and his company walking up towards line 47 and they sat down on seat 4 and 5. “Do I go past them or do we sit here?”

You pointed at the seats 2 and 3 and looked at Jungkook. He scrunched his nose and you could see his eyes smile again. Nodding his head to the seats you were pointing at, he sat down shortly after you did too. He sat next to Yoongi, which made you be the furthest from your friend and slightly on edge. Jimin said he’d be with you until you were comfortable, but you weren’t sure if you were ready to be on your own with Jungkook.

The room was already dimmed down, the ads weren’t playing yet, so it was still relatively bright for a cinema. “Which popcorn do guys have?” Jimin asked from the end of your small row. Jungkook grabbed one popcorn and held it in front of you, looking at you with a grin.

“Find it out?” You gulped, raising your hand to grab the flake, but Jungkook held it closer to your mouth, making you open your mouth and taking it from his fingers with your lips. They touched the tips of his fingers briefly and you felt a spark of warmth in your belly, as well as your face. He still looked at you closely and didn’t waver from your face, meanwhile you looked sideways towards the screen to avoid his eyes. You munched the popped kernel and licked your lips.

“Salt,” you stated, shyly looking at the still smiling man who now nodded. Jimin could’ve just tried his own popcorn to find out that they had the sweet one. You furrowed your eyebrows and looked at your lap. Why did he tell you to dress up? Jungkook was only wearing a jeans jacket and Jimin himself wasn’t that dolled up either.

Gnawing on your lip, you blended their voices out, only to be poked at your shoulder. You looked over, noticing that Jungkook probably tried to talk to you. “Is salt fine with you?” You nodded, calming yourself down. Right when he put your drink in front of you to have it, the lights got turned off.

“Oh no, now I can’t see the holder,” you murmured more to yourself. You clumsily tried to place your drink into the round plastic on your seat to your left but almost dropped the cup. Hissing out a curse, you tried again but failed. Suddenly you saw through your peripheral vision that Jungkook moving next to you, leaning across your body and taking your cup from your hold, finding the holder and sitting back into his seat. Stunned, you were glued to your place. Your breath was quick, Jungkook smelled nice and the way he leaned over you and completely covered you made you a bit unconcentrated. The advertisements started blaring out of the speakers but people were still talking, chewing their snacks and slurping their drinks.

“Noona,” Jungkook suddenly murmured right next to your ear. You felt his breath on your cheek and his presence was so hard to ignore. “Are you fine? You seem uncomfortable,” he continued, voice laced with obvious worry.

You looked to your side, making his face out with the light of the screen in front. It was close but he kept his distance once you faced him. “I’m a little nervous,” you whispered honestly. “And I’m overdressed.”

He giggled cutely, looking at the screen for a moment, where a movie trailer was now playing, but turned back to you. “Maybe a bit,” he admitted. He paused, seeming to think about his words. “But you look really pretty, Noona.”

He turned his head slightly to the side and smiled at you, fumbling around with your purse in your lap and avoiding his gaze. The cinema filled even more up and before the advertisements were fully over, there sat a man right in your viewpoint. A very tall man. You huffed, going left and right to see over his head, but to really see something, you’d have to lean over Jungkook. Taking a glance at him, he was casually talking with Yoongi and Jimin, they had picked a conversation up while you were busy. Munching a bit on the popcorn and sipping from his drink, he looked almost cute, wouldn’t he be so attractive that you couldn’t cope. His jeans jacket was still on and he spread his legs, slouching a bit in the seat to get comfortable. You usually hated it when men took up space like this. Jimin constantly did it to get on your nerves and if you would have half a mind, you’d see that he’s doing it tonight as well. Something about the way Jungkook made it look like changed your mind. It was suddenly not as gross, you’d rather get a personal feel for the meaty legs and the man was so attractive, you were sure his body had to be as well.

With a quick look to his side, he noticed you stopped squirming. But when he looked at the head in front of you, he could tell that it still very much blocked your view. Rasping his throat to prepare, he leaned over to you and came close, “do you want us to switch seats? I can probably look over him.” You jumped, slouching into your form and when you looked to your right, you saw that Jungkook was ready to stand up. 

“No, it’s fine,” you whispered, laying a hand on his wrist that was nearest to you. He looked at the contact and you spluttered, realising your touch. He looked up, the dim lighting making it hard to really read his expression. With an audible sigh, he gave up the advance of switching seats, but still wanted to help you.

“Excuse me, Sir?” He leaned forwards a bit. The man in front of you turned over and looked at him, demanding what was the problem. “My girlfriend can’t really see with you in the view, would you mind scooting up the row two seats? It doesn’t seem like more people will come.”

You covered your face, wanting to disappear. Jungkook couldn’t just talk to a stranger like this, calling you his girlfriend. But to your surprise, the man nodded, smiling friendly and saying that he figured it should be alright, switching seats and then checking back that everyone could see. With gaping eyes, you looked to your seat neighbor and shook your head slowly. He grinned at you and leaned back, starting a conversation over how great he is, sarcasm obvious in his tone, but you still agreed wholeheartedly.

The movie started, the lights got even lower and you finally could lean back and relax. Until you realized one crucial thing, Jimin lied to you once again. The little fucker would get some nice bruises once you were done with him, he picked out a horror movie without telling you. In fact, you thought you were here to watch a family friendly animated movie, not something about dead dolls. He probably just wants his twink to be scared and hide in his arms and yet you have to suffer through it.

You tried to hold in your screams and whimpers at the first scary scenes, but Jungkook still noticed the stiffening of your posture and the small shrieks you let out. Without you even really noticing, he pulled you close and whispered in your ear, “you scared?” Nodding, you looked at him with terror in your eyes and he chuckled deep in his chest. You felt it through his jacket, your shoulder at his front. At the opportunity, you looked at the men next to Jungkook. Yoongi was laying in Jimin’s arms, hiding his face in his neck when the screen gave away jump scares and shrill noises.

“You can hold onto me, if it helps?” Jungkook suggested. At this point, you were willing to try anything. So you clutched onto Jungkook’s upper arm, pulling him a bit in front of you to hide behind his shoulder when the music started to build up.

As you left the movie hall, credits rolled and popcorn collected, you staggered out into the light and took in a big breath of air. You survived. Never in your life had you regretted meeting Jimin this much, the guy still had the nerve to laugh at you and mimic your shocked eyes. Yoongi giggled next to him, seemingly more attached than before the movie and you asked yourself if you really were needed to give them privacy.

“I think I’ll go to the bathroom, too. The ride home will be long,” Yoongi trailed, pointing behind him as he started walking backwards. Jimin nodded, waving cutely and turning back to you. Jungkook attended the bathroom as well, which made you wait on them now.

With a cheeky grin, Jimin looked at you expecting. “So? What do you think about Jungkook?” Rolling your eyes, you walked away from him, in search for the nearest chair to sit on. 

“Jimin, I have an assumption and if I’m right about it, I’ll kill you.” The seriousness in your tone made him press his lips together and look at you. “You and Yoongi know each other well enough already, yeah?”

Your friend tried to avoid looking at you, moving from foot to foot and laughing nervously. “Well,” he started, puffing his cheeks with air. “We do know each other, but we don’t fuck! Yet. He never took my flirting seriously, which is why he invited a friend when I asked him out.”

He looked at you with puppy eyes, making you sigh. “But there was more behind me joining tonight, right? This seems like a setup.” Crossing your arms in front of your chest, you looked behind Jimin to see when one of the others came back. Your friend bit his lip, slowly nodding.

“Y/N, I know Jungkook, so I know that he’s such a great guy for you. When Yoongi said he’ll bring a friend, I asked him to bring Jungkook,” he admitted. “Getting you out of your room has been hard enough for a few weeks now, but you rarely meet guys. You always cry about your ex and that you’d never find the right one, so…,” he trailed off.

“So you took it into your own hands and made me come here, dolled up like this? You chose a horror movie, how cliché of you. The seats?” The wild guesses made Jimin squirm, you catching his plan head on and exposing him.

“Give him a chance, Y/N. He saw pictures of you and I told him a bunch, he thinks you’re really cute and Yoongi probably listens to him swoon about you right now! Nobody takes this long for a wee.” You laughed weakly, not knowing what to think of this.

Exhaling, you looked at Jimin for a long, quiet pause. “He’s really cute,” you said with finality. He made a show of fist bumping the air and congratulating himself. “But you can’t just play matchmaker with me.” The guilty look was back on again, puppy eyes and wobbly lip.

“Y/N, but you like him, right? Will you see him again?” He said in his baby voice. You laughed at this, closing your eyes and shaking your head. “No, really, will you?”

You had to think about that. Jungkook was handsome, smelled good, his hair seemed washed. He looks like he’s hygienic and he was really nice to you as well. Funny, in his own way and he helped you out multiple times. He flirted with you, too. It was a good date, after the awkward beginnings you felt comfortable and he was ready to protect you from the scary figures on screen. While contemplating all this, you bit on your lip and looked at your feet, not noticing the arrival of your company.

“I think I will, actually,” you started, raising your head until you saw Yoongi next to Jimin and realized Jungkook’s presence next to you. For the nth time tonight, blush rose to your face and ears, averting your eyes.

Jimin, not getting enough of teasing you tonight, started to smirk at his newest plot against you. “Hey, why don’t I come back to yours?” He turned to Yoongi, wiggling his eyebrows twice and laying his hand on his date’s waist. He made a noise of thinking before checking in with Jungkook, agreeing to Jimin’s suggestion afterwards. With horror in your eyes, you saw Jimin wave at you and Jungkook, faking worry and playing his act of, “I hope it doesn’t bother you to drive with Y/N?”

Watching the two descend down the stairs, heads disappearing, you turned to look at Jungkook, who already watched you. “What do you think you will?” The question seemed like he waited the whole conversation out to ask and you couldn’t keep eye contact with his intense stare on you.

“Ah, just… Jimin asked if I’ll study tonight!” You exclaimed, moving to jump off the chair but Jungkook stood in front of you, blocking the way.

“Did you enjoy tonight enough to meet me again?” He asked, his voice a tone darker than it was before and when you looked up at him, you couldn’t focus on just one feature of his. His broad frame covered you completely once again and his smell invaded your senses. Feeling a bit dizzy, you put your hand on his biceps. He felt your apprehensiveness and held you by your waist to support you.

Being shy about this kind of thing, you looked down and nodded quickly. “Yeah, I…,” you started, looking up again and being assured with the way his eyes didn’t waver from your form, “I’d really like that.” He smiled, nodding slowly and helping you get down from the high chair.

“So, can I ask you for your number, then?” He was blushing a bit himself, touching his ear when he waited for you to tap your digits into his phone. He promised to text you soon, said he couldn’t wait to meet you again and asked you all kinds of questions to find out what date idea you liked most.

In the end, he had a few ideas that he wrote down and said he needed some more time to think about it. You giggled at his cute behavior, asking him to lead the way for his place, once you were in the car. He helped you navigate and thanked you for getting him home, wishing you a good night and a safe drive back to your place. You nodded and reminded him of texting you, hearing a ping only moments after he closed the car door to walk the driveway up.

Checking your phone, you chuckled when you saw a message by an unknown number, ‘how soon can you see me again?’

It turned out to be very soon, actually. Just the next week, Jungkook organized a date for the two of you, keeping it a secret where exactly he’ll be taking you. He told you to wear casual clothing, just a simple outfit and no heels. He teased you to not overdress again and you actually screamed. Getting your point across that it was Jimin’s fault was hard when Jungkook was cocky enough to assume you wanted to lure him in.

But on the same friday, Jungkook picked you up with his truck, greeting you with his bright smile and congratulating you on the fitting clothes. He received your famous eye roll and off you went, onto the road. 

The ride wasn’t long, Jungkook assured you that it’s around the city and that it’ll be fun. You decided to trust him, waiting to arrive wherever he takes you. Talking to him came easy, over the last week you texted a lot and got acquainted enough to be comfortable around him and tell stories to fill the car. His music taste was exceptional and he promised to make you a playlist soon.

When he turned the corner into a parking lot, you looked around. “Where are we?” You asked, confused because there was no obvious sign hung on the house you were in front.

“You’ll see,” he said, smile steady on his face as he left the car and walked towards the house, your steps close behind him. Jungkook rung a bell, next to it was a handwritten name but the door opened quickly, not giving you time to figure the letters out.

“Jungkook,” you said quietly, looking at him from where he stood three stairs above you. He looked down at you with a quizzed face, leaning his head to the side. “This isn’t some spooky stuff, right?” You furrowed your brows as you hesitated.

He let out an airy laugh, “no, don’t worry, Noona.” He winked at you, not very smooth since he ultimately blinked but it was cute, so you let it slide. Just opening your mouth to repeat the response to the title he used, that you had messaged him a few times now, he mocked in a high tone, “it’s just one year!”

You shook your head, following after him as he walked up two floors. “Pottery?” You asked confused once you saw a sign on the door you halted in front of. He didn’t include that in any of the ideas over the last week, so it took you off guard. Not pegging him for the type, you looked at him as he opened the door that was left open by whoever owned this.

“Yeah, pottery. Jimin told me you never tried it, so I figured we could learn something,” he trailed, walking inside the open room where a register stood with a woman behind and a few people walking around. “Hello, I called,” he greeted the woman behind the desk. “Jeon Jungkook?”

The receptionist nodded, making a noise of understanding as she scrolled through the computer in front of her. “Yes, there it is. Room 3, it’s right to the left once you lead the hallway.” He nodded, looking where she pointed and after you greeted the woman yourself, the both of you walked towards where she instructed.

“C’mere, you’re so slow,” Jungkook teased as he looked back at you and stood in the room. You grumbled something about your short legs, he couldn’t hear everything, but laughed his heart out at your grumpy face.

“Do we do this alone? Aren’t we getting instructions on what to do?” You threw into the almost empty room. There were stools and round tables, you figured they were where you could do the pottery. On the side of the room was a table with already made cups and bowls that were drying and next to them sat black plastic boxes. “What’s in these boxes?”

Before he could take a guess, you walked to them and opened one, seeing clay inside. “Ooh, so this,” you grabbed a clump, “is what we use?” He chuckled at your many questions as he sat on one of the stools in front of a table.

“Bring it here and let’s do this,” he grinned. Taking the clump, you dropped it on his table and went back to close the door, figuring that you really wouldn’t have an instructor. You sat down on the other stool, scooting it closer to Jungkook to watch what he was doing. “My knowledge about this is limited to tiktoks and youtube videos, I’m just saying,” he warned, serious look on his face until it cracked.

He dipped his hands in a water bowl that stood next to him on the floor, tapping the chunk of clay and applying pressure. When it worked, both your eyes were wide and you made a sound of amazement. After he made a high pole, he pressed it down and used his thumbs to make a hole and rounded his hands to cup the outside, bringing it into a circled form. “I’m making a cup!!”

You continued watching him for a bit and then decided to get working yourself, getting clay from the boxes and patting the mass, forming it up, pressing down but…, “my clump doesn’t like me.”

You looked over at Jungkook with a pout and presented the flat cake of wet clay, a small dent where your thumbs sat. He giggled, standing up and putting his chair next to yours, much closer than before. “Gimme your hands, let me lead,” he said, holding his hands, that were full of clay, in front of you and waiting for your smaller ones. “Now that I’m thinking of it, we should’ve covered our clothes with something,” he thought out loud. It broke the tension that started to build and let you laugh about him freely.

Now that he leaned over your shoulder and held your hands in his to help you form the clay, it seemed like the spinning mass was playing just a side character. His incredibly good scent rose up to your nose again, filling your thoughts of him and his much bigger frame. The way he leaned over you and you felt his hair tickle your ear, sometimes feeling his cold earring on your cheek when he leaned even more in, was intense for you. Thinking was hard when all your brain could process was him.

Just when he managed to archive the cup form, your thoughts stopped being foggy, brain clearing up a bit. “Look at us, we’re out here making cups! Look at this,” he almost roared, excitement clear. His arms were tight around you and he wiggled you with him, holding your hands in his, all full of clay. You cheered too, trying to turn your head to look at his smile. But suddenly, he seemed even closer, immediately looking into your eyes and you gulped, feeling the heat rise to your neck and face. You stuttered back, making him stand up and removing his arms from around you.

“We should uhm, wash our hands,” you said, stiff and shy. He nodded and added that the hour was almost over and you’d need to be out of the room anyway. “What about our cups?” You asked, puppy eyes on display and almost speaking in a high, watery tone. He chuckled, assuring you that he can get them once they call him. When you left the room, you not only found a washroom but the woman who owned this place. She greeted you and asked if you had a good time, mentioning that they will put your cups out to dry and can either pick them up or come and paint them too. With hopeful eyes you looked up at Jungkook and without even seeing your pleading face, he agreed that you definitely had to paint them.

Once she left to remove your cups from the tables and set them out to dry with small name tags in front of them, you and Jungkook left to wash your hands. The restroom wasn’t gender seperated, since the house was originally meant to be actual living place. So there you stood, both incessantly rubbing your hands to get rid of the clay.

Jungkook got done much quicker than you did, not in the mood to make your skin sensitive so you rubbed carefully along your skin. “I don’t think I can get it off,” you pouted. “My skin will hurt if I scrub them too harshly.”

He took your hands in his and started carefully smoothing off the partially dried clay on your fingers. Once he was sure that your hands were clean again, he turned off the water and dried both your hands with the towel, patting your skin rather than rubbing even more. You held back a coo, finding it incredibly adorable of him to take care of you this way. When he looked up from your hands, your eyes met and the tension from back in the pottery room was building again.

“Y/N, would you hate me if I said that I really want to kiss you right now?” His voice was held quiet, considering that other people could request the washroom as well. You shook your head twice and scooted closer to him. He wore a small smile and reached down, taking one of his hands from your still towel wrapped ones and holding the side of your face and neck with it. His thumb caressed your cheek and he switched from looking into your eyes, down to your lips.

After a final moment of giving you the chance of declining, he closed the distance and kissed you softly. There was barely any pressure for the first few seconds, until he moved back and licked his lips, kissing you again but much more determined.

You reciprocated the kiss immediately, filling all your senses with Jungkook and not getting enough of him. An eager, tiny moan slipped out from your lips when he pulled off for a short moment, turning yours and his own head a bit as not to clash noses. He chuckled breathily into the kiss and let his hand roam to the back of your nape, getting you closer to him. He let go of your hands completely, taking the other one and holding you softly by the waist. He took a step forwards, leading you blindly against the sink and the kiss grew desperate. Your breath turned heavy and you couldn’t hold back from pressing against his lips more. Laying the towel down behind you, you grabbed at Jungkook’s shirt around his waist and held onto him. A whine slipped past you when he tentatively licked against your bottom lip, asking for more but still taking it without thought right after.

You both flinched when somebody knocked against the door, calling, “could this be hurried up a bit?” Jungkook looked at your face with flushed cheeks and swollen lips, eyes wide for a moment before he broke out into his wide smile again. He held your face with one and your hip with the other hand still and leaned a bit back to give you space to breathe.

“We’ll be out in a minute!” He exclaimed loud enough to be heard outside and looked back at you. “You’re okay?” His eyes held something in them but you didn’t have time to analyze it, nodding and turning to hang the towel up where it’s supposed to be. He took your hand in his, surprising you and opening the door. A middle aged white woman stood in front of the door, giving you both a judging look before Jungkook said, “that clay sure is tough to get off, huh?”

After that you left, laughing about the woman’s face and praising each other for the cups you made. Jungkook suggested milkshakes and burgers after you drove for a little and happy with the idea, you agreed.

After the food, not definable if it was more lunch or dinner by the time you were eating, Jungkook dropped you off at your place, wishing you a good almost night and saying that he’ll text you when he’s home. You blushed as you asked him to close his eyes and went in to plant a kiss on his cheek. His eyebrow jumped up at the contact and when he opened his eyes again, he grinned. You waved after you closed his door and turned around to walk into your apartment complex, smiling widely.

“Did you guys fuck tho?” Jimin asked you, hand raised and flopped over when he stood in the doorway with his weight on one leg and his hip popped out. His lips were pursed and he raised his eyebrows in expectation. You laughed lightly, shaking your head.

“No, we just,” you bit your lip, “kissed.” It was clear he didn’t buy it but he let it slide. Nodding multiple times, he walked over to the couch and flopped down.

“So, I assume you fell for my little trap, huh,” he grinned. “I was right about thinking you guys would work out, he’s the right amount of gentleman for you.”

He was right about this, you did enjoy Jungkook’s company and you started regularly texting and meeting up, sometimes just casual without the whole pressure of a date around it. He stole some kisses from time to time, always grinning too cute to get scolded for it and secretly, you loved getting attacked with his smooches when you least expect it.

“When is he gonna ask you out? What’s he waiting for?” Your noisy best friend opened up his snacks, throwing some into his awaiting mouth and chewing obnoxiously. You shrugged your shoulders, walking from the kitchen isle to the couch and joining Jimin.

You snuggled into the couch, next to him, watching a movie, when the door bell ringed. “Did you invite someone?” You looked up at Jimin from where you rested your head on his shoulder. He shook his head, watching you as you got up to see who was at the door.

The peephole revealed that Jungkook was standing in front of your door and you never opened it this quickly. “Gukkie! What are you doing here?” You squealed, falling into his arms. You weren’t expecting him at all, haven’t seen him for a week now and missed him the most. He chuckled, putting his arms around you and kissing your head.

“Had to visit the baby,” he talked into your hair, beaming in the affection. Giggling, you looked up, chin on his chest and grinning. “Hyung?” He asked, wide eyes and pitched voice.

Jimin greeted Jungkook back and they fell into small talk, you taking the opportunity to get some drinks, you and Jungkook’s selfmade cups for each of your drinks and a store bought one for Jimin. 

The cups were painted white by your request and once they dried you and Jungkook were able to paint them as you liked, making it your fourth date at the time. You painted the cups for each other, making it a surprise but both ended up with an equally cute design. Jungkook painted your name in his squiggly handwriting and added a heart next to it, painting a smiley and flowers. On his cup you painted colorful swirls on one side and on the other one you painted two stick figures representing both of you.

Once you sat back on the couch, Jungkook between you and Jimin, the teasing started. “Cute show you guys gave me, is there gonna be more later?” Jimin’s eyes were glinting with mischief.

Instead of laughing like you did, Jungkook slapped Jimin on the back and grinned stiff, “you could also just leave?” They both laughed overly exaggerated at it and slept each others backs, until Jimin took Jungkook’s head underneath his arm and rubbed his hair quickly, creating heat.

“Respect your elders, Jungkook. But you’re right, I should go,” he looked up in thought, “Yoongi is probably missing me,” he swooned. After standing up and pushing Jungkook into the couch one last time, he hugged you and took his leave right after.

Jungkook took a sip of his drink and tsked at how Jimin left his untouched, smiling at his cup like he did every time he was over and you gave it to him.

“Ah, my plan worked well,” Jungkook smirked, placing the beverage back on the table in front of the couch, leaning back into the comfortable pillows and looking at you. “Let’s cuddle, c’mere.” His voice turned soft regarding you, opening his arms and inviting you with a wiggle to his brows.

“Why are you here, Guk?” You murmured after a short moment. He exhaled and sat up a little, rasping his throat.

“I actually wanted to ask you something,” he said, very serious but the corner of his mouth moved up on his own. “Can we play Mario Kart?”

You blinked at him, bursting into laughter. “This is a very serious matter, Y/N. ” His face was stern, looking at you with no hint of humor.

“You made Jimin leave so we can play a video game?” The question wasn’t really in need of an answer, but Jungkook nodded anyway.

“You can be Peach and I’ll be Mario,” he said as he stood up and searched the drawers of the TV table for the remotes.

“Why do I have to be Peach? I always play Toad.” At this, Jungkook turned around abruptly and shook his head.

“No, that wouldn’t make sense,” he said. He was confusing you and your face made that clear but he was too busy with checking if the remotes had batteries in them, turning on the console and picking out the game of his desires.

“What are you trying to archive with this?” You giggled. “Why can’t I play my usual character?”

He pursed his lips and rolled his eyes up to think. “Okay, well… let me word it differently.” He walked towards you, still sitting on the couch, and placed the two remotes to his side. Sitting opposite of you with crossed legs, he bit his lip and looked as his fingers as he pulled on his sock. “I want you to be my girlfriend,” he said timidly, looking up at you to catch your reaction.

You smiled, because it’s simply Jungkook. He could always act like the annoyingly confident guy but he’ll never hide how shy he really could be. 

Nodding, you breathed, “yeah,” and squealed when he took you into his lap with a smile. “But can I still be Toad?”

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[bellafarella]

Hey, so not to be a downer, but I usually agree with your recaps and have been feeling pretty positive about season 11 so I’m surprised I didn’t like this one. Elephant in the room first: couldn’t they have let people keep their headcanons about that monogamy conversation? My feeling when it first came up was that it was out of character for Mickey and Ian to be in favor of an open relationship mostly because they are southside violence prone and canonically possessive. The whole “I don’t wanna be friends with these guys so that means we should bang them” thing wasn’t funny at all. So it happened and I will never speak on it again. That’s whatever.

More importantly, I’m angry at the Carl story. WTF the awful catching feelings for your rapist trope? 11 x06 got it right: it was non con. There are non latex condoms first of all. Plus a condom allergy is not a free pass to hop on someone’s dick after they said they want a condom. You actually have to stop and say “hey I have this allergy so we should probably talk about this before it goes any further.” And then to have Mickey a rape victim himself be the one to say it wasn’t rape after that intense stuff with Terry just happened too was no bueno. It felt almost like the decent writing from 11 x 06 was being retconned. :-/

Noel and Cam were cute and had Ian and Mickey vibing but not enough to save the writing for me this time. 🤷‍♀️

sorry you didnt agree this time but never said you had to, always said these were my opinions only and what i thought about the episode. to me it was great - it was funny and sweet, it showed us how ian and mickey are truly each others best friend.

them occasionally hooking up with other men =/= open relationship

they had clear communication and set boundaries for it. they decided as a couple that if they wanted to hook up with other men that they would do it together. it’s not for you to say if its wrong or right. you dont have to personally like the idea of them hooking up with other men on occasion but you also cant just shit on it because u dont personally like it. this is a common thing within many relationships. just because its not your preference, doesnt mean its not okay for them to do.  

i’m not saying you have to agree or like it, i’m just saying that them hooking up with men is something they agreed to do together or not at all, they communicated, they set boundaries, and they’re ultimately happy and secure and comfortable enough in their marriage to be able to do this.

yes, they have been possessive in the past... they were also teenagers. they are both in their mid-twenties. things change.  people grow. mickey isn’t the scared teen living in the closet in fear he’s gonna die for being gay. he can be who he is 10000%, why can’t that mean getting handjobs from randos with his husband ????

just because mickey didn’t like that ian cheated on him when he was 18 or ian didnt like that mickey cheated on him when he was 18, doesn’t meant that now being 24-26 years old and married and in love and committed to each other, that they can’t have some fun on occasion. 

there’s a huge difference in my opinion when talking about s1-5 ian/mickey and talking about s11 ian/mickey. comparing the two doesn’t do it for me. they are grown ass men now and have grown up and changed a lot and like i said, mickey isn’t this scared teen living in fear. he can be out and proud now for the first time in his life.

and anyway,  the orgy/monogamy stuff isnt even what we should be taking away from this episode. what the point was is that they are best friends who dont need anyone else. they are happy with who they are. they are secure and comfortable in their marriage. and if they decide to occasionally hook up with other men then that is their prerogative.

also, we didn’t see shit. you can imagine literally anything you want but you’re upset about the idea of them maybe fucking other people. they could have just fucked each other. they could have gotten more hand jobs then left. like it’s so vague and up in the air, you could imagine whatever you want ????

i dont know, i just really don’t see the issue whatsoever. i don’t personally like it like i wouldn’t ever in my own relationship, fuck around with other people with my partner but thats my preference. im not gonna project that onto my ship when they are not the same as me at all. 

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yeah so the carl stuff - i can’t. i can’t stand his sl or his character like idk what they are even doing with him. these writers like to erase male rape, they did it with mickey, and ian, and now they are doing it with carl

sorry if i am coming across rude, its really not my intention. you are valid to feel the way you do. i just - you know i loved the episode, i said it was my favorite and you wanted to vent to me about it so im gonna state my opinion. i’m sorry if you dont agree.

#holiday-from-realll #reply #shameless 11x07 #shameless s11 #shameless spoilers #gallavich spoilers #tw rape #tw // rape

[theuntamednarrator]

Thank you @mika--82​ for the question! I’m sorry it took so long but since I really enjoyed plotting out my Cangse Sanren lives au, and I think a lot about the women in The Untamed who didn't get to see their children grow up, strap in for round two of TB Revives the Mothers of the Untamed. This week's episode: Save Mama Lan by killing Lan Qiren \^.^/

(Many thanks to @drwcn​ for letting me borrow her hc names for Mama Lan (Qui Baiti) and Papa Lan (Lan Cenrong). You can read more about them on her blog here and here.)

(Warning for an unsuccessful suicide attempt)

QBT has been isolated in the Jingshi for a decade. She only sees her sons once a month, she isn’t allowed her sword, and her spiritual power is kept sealed

But LWJ inherited his stubbornness from his mum and she's determined to escape, one way or another

LQR is walking by the Jingshi when he feels a massive surge of energy and breaks his first ever Discipline (no running in Cloud Recesses)

He wrenches the Jingshi door open and sees an array that wouldn't look out of place two decades in the future in an alternate universe in a dingy shed behind Mo Manor

LQR breaks his second Discipline in as many minutes (do not make excessive noise) when he screams for his brother before he grabs QBT and drags her out of the array

LQR didn't have time to think, let alone study what the effects of that might be, all he knew was that it was killing her, and that her death would kill the brother he loves more than anything else

The backlash strikes him and he keels over

QBT gathers him up, sobbing and asking why he did it, she wanted to die, why did you do it Lan-er-gongzi? what were you thinking? Your brother loves you

LQR meets his brother’s eyes as he appears over her shoulder, the terrified disciples flanking him a white blur

He smiles and says I know

Curtains on LQR

(alternatively, we can just kill JGS again because ngl that was real satisfying the first time around)

Now the Elders are in a pickle because this may have been an accident but QBT has now been responsible for the deaths of an Elder and Second Young Master Lan

It's decided that the only option is exile

QBT is forbidden from setting foot in Cloud Recesses and the territories of Gusu Lan for ten year and forbidden from speaking to any Lan disciple during that time

She bows, accepts back the plain sword she had yielded when she came through the gates to be married, and is gone before the dawn. LCR watches her leave and then goes to wake their sons

Now, QBT was a wandering cultivator long before she was Lan-furen and actually really enjoys returning to life on the road

I wandered once! I can do it again!

Five years later she meets XXC battling a ferocious demon snake and together they defeat it

QBT definitely doesn’t feel her heart beat a little faster at the youthful face, white robes, and elegant jade-and-silver sword

She answers XXC's graceful bow with one of her own and the two spend a week clearing out the fierce nests of demons on the mountain

The next time their wandering brings them together she is introduced to my good friend Song Lan and hides her smile in her sleeve

Meanwhile in Cloud Recesses without LQR to pick up the slack LCR is forced to step out of seclusion and actually run his sect and parent his children

He does a very good job

QBT has to fight back proud tears every time she hears Twin Jades of Lan spoken of with awe

Ten years to the day of her exile QBT is grinning as she climbs the long flights of stairs towards the gates of Cloud Recesses

Part of that might be the entertaining company she walks with

A young man clutching two bottles of Emperor's Smile and talking so fast she’s only half listening while she tries to figure out if he’s actually taken a breath since introducing himself

Talking at breakneck speed of the young master who had been so strict with him at the gates, aiya Auntie! He was so cold! you should have seen his stony face

QBT only grins harder as WWX climbs the wall, is challenged, and blades flash over tiles (it might bring back fond memories of her own youth)

She slips over the wall while they are distracted and once WWX is silenced she reaches out her hand

You handle your sword beautifully, may I?

LWJ can't even say why - it's too dark to see her face and the voice is roughened after 10 years on the road - but he hands Bichen over without a second thought

She sighs as she runs a finger over the blade and the steel glows, lighting up her face (solely because I think glowy Bichen is very sexy and we should have had more of it in the drama honestly)

Bichen suits you better than it ever suited me, ZhanZhan 

LWJ is emoting all over the place (so embarrassing)

(luckily his back is to WWX because if baby disaster bi WWX saw that smile he would've died on the spot)

WWX of course is still a troublemaking rule breaker and LWJ is still charged with overseeing his punishment

QBT and LXC are united in their LWJ should make friends agenda and LXC inherited his sense of humour and delight for teasing LWJ from QBT

Between the two of them LWJ soon has more friends than he knows what to do with

QBT and LXC co-captain the good ship Wangxian

Of course plot stuff still happens including accidental-marriage-before-a-Quest-Ghost

XXC and SL meet them in Yueyang and when LWJ introduces himself they're thrilled because hey we know your mum! she’s real cool!

They don't trust the clans and they might've heard of NMJ but they know Qui-jiejie and they trust her and so they decide XY will go to Cloud Recesses for judgement

N-wow the twin jades are really deserving of their reputations-HS insists on a Qinghe representative going too

oh me? no no Wei-xiong this has been quite enough adventure for me. Meng Yao you'll go won't you? Dage trusts you and Lan-gongzi admired your *delicate cough* capability *innocent smile*

my.blush.com/embarrassed/yearning agrees

QBT is delighted to see XXC and SL again and happily introduces them to her elder son

SL and LXC almost immediately get into a heated debate over ahistorical fantasy chinese philosophy and/or politics and are instantly bonded

QBT may or may not have instigated said debate with a well-timed quote from a well-known (re: divisive) text

Basically QBT shares my get LXC more friends agenda

SL is, again, the first person (apart from LXC and his parents) to laugh at LWJ's jokes

WWX still refuses to believe this actually happened (the joke and SL laughing) (XXC swears it’s true)

XY is locked in the back hills and eventually a) dies trying to use his hidden piece of the yin iron to break the seals OR b) is rehabilitated by the power of bunnies and become an outer disciple (reader's choice!)

XXC and SL accompany WWX and JC part of the way to Lotus Pier

Cloud Recesses is attacked, QBT and LCR send LXC and MY away with the sacred texts, MY promising he knows somewhere safe to hide

LWJ refuses to leave his parents. The losses are not as bad as in canon, the Wen are beaten back, but LCR and LWJ are both injured

No Good Very Bad Summer Camp with World's Worst Head Counselor WC

No Good Very Bad Turtle Cave of Love

WWX wakes post-rescue with LWJ still there

(Because his parents are holding Cloud Recesses and he knows LXC is safe so he doesn't need to rush off)

JZX, JC, LWJ, and WWX spend a day planning before they split up

(this is hilarious and JC says "fuck" not less than 219 times)

(WWX only almost punches JZX and it only happens twice honestly people should be grateful! he was so restrained!!)

They all return home, LWJ promising to bring reinforcements from Cloud Recesses to Lotus Pier (because it's the most obvious next target. no other reason. just. strategically it makes sense)

WQ sends WN to Lotus Pier to warn WWX when WZL's forces are on their way

When the Wen attack, they're met with a prepared force of 1) YZY and the Jiang Disciples 2) QBT, LWJ, and a contingent of Lan Disciples AND 3) JC and WWX and a gaggle of archers (seriously why tf show the Jiang being so good and then only give us two archery fight scene moments and it’s heart breaking sixth young master jiang dying and some rando ouyang disciple shooting WWX?)

Things get a little hairy but between YZY and QBT they defeat WZL and the rest of the Wen quickly surrender

JFM and JYL arrive just as the battle is ending, escorted by Madam Jin, JZX, LQY, and all the Jin Disciples who were at Cloud Recesses

(WWX: MianMian you came you must have been so worried about me! LQY, ignoring him: Lan-er-gongzi are you okay? WWX: ah Lan Zhan you MianMian really likes you! that’s lucky! LWJ, screaming internally: mn)

(JGS was furious when JZX announced he was joining the campaign but what could he possibly say in front of his battle ready wife without looking like the utter coward of a wet biscuit he is)

Once again WWX is left with a screaming sword, too much curiosity, and too much time on his hands (due to his adopted family being not-dead)

But worse he has now also access to a woman who created an array powerful enough to kill even with her spiritual power sealed

Poor WRH doesn't stand a chance, even without MY spying for the Sunshot Campaign

After the battle QBT&LCR and YZY&JFM shut JGS's bullshit power grab down real quick and JGS sulks like the baby he is (probably in a brothel) while Madam Jin and JZX take over Lanling Jin

JZX hears about MY and the way he helped LXC and NMJ sends a letter of support and JZX is already quite jealous of all these sibling bonds and welcomes Ziyao with open arms

(All of which goes slightly to waste when JZY marries out to the Lan clan slightly less than a year later but hey, at least it's a good alliance.)

WQ takes over the Wen Clan but tears down Nightless City and relocates the capital to Dafan

(WQ: have you been to Nightless City? It’s built on an active volcano. Do you know how bad sulfur ash is for open wounds? Do you know what medical herbs grow in lava slurry? None is the answer. My family are all fucking morons)

(WQ: Not you a-Ning you’re a delight and we’re thrilled you’re here)

Rumour has it a certain immortal was so impressed with the stories of the medical techniques of Dafan Wen that she paid WQ a visit

(Disciples are so reckless after all! One never knows when one might need to be capable of transplanting vital organs!)

Each year WWX and LWJ spend 3 months at Gusu, 3 months at Lotus Pier, and 6 months wandering with XXC and SL

They get "fake married" no less than four times in three years (for the investigation xiongzhang! absolutely no other reason shishu! no other reason at all!) before LXC, MY, XXC, and SL get fed up and barricade them in their room until they talk to each other dammit

(LXC is very grateful MY has gotten so handy with the silencing talismans because the 'conversation' gets uncomfortably loud real quick)

Side note to say Clarity works very well to avert a qi deviation when it's not being actively corrupted, thanks very much, and NMJ lives many, many, many years which would be entirely happy if only NHS would pick up his saber once in a while

He would tell NHS this if he could ever find him

Happy ending!³

#³unless you are a hardcore lqr fan #in which case i invite you to ignore the first few paragraphs #assume that qbt got banished for unrelated reasons #and hc that jgs died instead #also i nearly included a few paragraphs #where qbt finds and buries cssr & wcz #and an alt paragraph where she saves them both #but cut them because it was getting too long #AND i was super tempted by an lxc-dies-to-save-nmj which i've 75% plotted #which I have affectionately titled 'lan whumpji' #but then i decided it was nicer to save another mother #because they really get shafted in canon #theuntamednarrative #mika--82 #madam lan #lan qiren #wangxian #xiyao #tw suicide attempt

[swithe-ist]

rando thoughts from my breezed-through catch-up

- I feel like I’ve said this before but the goddards completely own the mustard-coloured coats, we need now to see dom in one lol

- guy self is a neverending source of l m a o, it was totally obvious he was gunna be involved in the privatisation thing and it was still great anyway. and e24 with him being roasted by jac and the dumbass evil music sting at the end? classic.

- also I have to say I love ric popping up all over the place in everyone’s business. hugh quarshie is I guess one of those actors where you can tell how interested in the material they are. he’s been pretty sprightly lately, so good for him. and lol at e24 him being called out as a player. he had great chemistry with that kid!

- the spying/coup thing petered out really quickly. dunno why hanssen was heading the bollocking session with self, but I’m not going to complain. “mitigate this” pfpfpfffff. poor bullied selfie.

I will always mourn the fact we didn’t get to see gaskell and self out-smug each other. from the way guy blew up at ric, tho, I think john would win the battle but not the war hehehe.

- obviously dislike max but I did love her telling cameron to go fuck himself over sabotaging louis.

- aaaaand I am shipping louis/nicki now. he’s got a good head on his shoulders just like she does. they’re both practical and gregarious, so it’d be a good match I think? if we could just get cam murked already?

- sacha really fucked up with the isla thing. nice to see his flaws on occassion!

- kaye wragg did a great job dying. love to take the mick out of essie, but she did a great job portraying that kind of person, and she felt like a real, fully-formed character. the SL really didn’t need the fletch shit tho? that was just weirdly random.

#holby city #wordswordswords

[crossgartered]

P5R liveblog (5/?)

(Officially meeting the new kid) (Also, questions about Sae’s judgement)

Operation Maidwatch. *sigh*

I can hang out with ryuji at night now!!!!!!!!

Ah, the classic protect-girl-from-aggressively-creepy-rando trope. Ah well. I'm kind of glad that it means that the protag definitely, canonically would do the same thing as he did in the beginning

Ooh, new content new content

Wait, do people actually call him Doc? Weird. I didn't imagine that'd actually catch on.

...can you cook, Maruki?

I SEE HARU HELLO HARU

The gym shorts look kind of strange when paired with the bulky looking zipped long sleeved jacket

? I'm not with my friends? Who am I with? DO I GET TO MEET HARU PLEASE??? well obvs I'm with yoshizawa but like who are the other 2

Oh, but if I'm with yoshizawa then there's that npc girl who I'm with as well, since she was excited about being in her group

So basically the nocs are gonna fuck off bc they're scared of me and then yoshizawa and I get to talk

But this is speculation that will very quickly be proven right or wrong so let's keep playing

Oh, I'm with 3 npcs who aren't doing anything. Great.

OMFG HEDJDKDKD please tell me that was giffed to hell and back

Oh, neat, Ann showing off : )

RYUJI IS A GOOD KID

HARU HARU HARU HARU HARU

Oh, so he theoretically can cook.

(gifed? Gif-ed? How to spell)

Idk if this is a cultural thing or not but yoshizawa really puts a lot of thought into thanking and apologizing 'properly' for what seem like, for the most part, little things

Yeah, that's old news, yoshizawa.

Elephant tusk trafficking??? Rumors are wild

Oh, boy, there is no way Sae can spin this without an incredible reach, unless she talks about something other than acrobatic prowess

Faith, huh. Well, I don't know this arcana, but I can spot what the 'sin' probaby is in this card pretty easily. I wonder which deck this arcana comes from. I wonder what it'll mean in context of yoshizawa.

Wait HOLDUP she only has 5 ranks?????????

Her phone's been acting up recently...?

So she's definitely dead, right? Right?

Man either she's not available a lot or she's only available for a limited time I'm nervous why does she only have 5 ranks

We probably have until before the casino palace calling card. So, before November 25

Ah, that lines up with Maruki only being available until November, too

Hmm

Hey I love yoshida with like all my soul. I really appreciate how he's changed. I wish the best for him.

The sun and probably the tower also are the biggest stretches Sae makes, I feel like. Magician - tools, fine. Also party member but that one levels up automatically (and is not a known person so). And Yusuke was obvs the graphic designer for the new logo, so his being mentioned in his rank start makes sense. Ann had a weird one but she's a party member so I'll forgive it. I'll forgive the party member ones since it's pretty clear we have a group. Plus Sae is going for confirmation bias or whatever since. Y'know. Anyway.

Hierophant, amazingly direct. As for Justice, I don't remember what she says, but that's a bit of a special case anyway.

Fortune...that has to be a reach, right? Like, seriously. I don't remember it, though.

Hanged Man - A suspicious amount of weapons and guns. Even though they're model guns, they've also got some wear and tear like they've seen use. And if threats/blackmail are part of phantom thief methodology... I can see why she'd be interested. Not too bad.

Death - I guess. It is best to have a specialist for medical care. That actually almost needs an expert, unlike most of these other things. But the assumption of the need for medical care is a little strange.

Temperance - ehhhhhhhhh. This is something about having a teacher covering for them, right? I mean I /guess/, but...

Devil - a journalist? To influence public opinion? (Esp considering how wild it gets). And also get info about corruption from? THATS ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD AND MAKES A LOT OF SENSE.

Tower - ...*sigh*. Sae, I know how to """handle""" model guns bc I play a lot of Gun About. Are you going to interrogate a little kid about how he """obvs learned from an expert""" how to """handle model guns"""??

Star - yes, very good. A strategist makes a lot of sense. Not sure why you would suspect someone not part of the thieves to be the strategist except that you already know all our "accomplices'" names. Well, it still makes sense, though.

Moon - of course. Of course. Super valid, Sae.

Sun - ehhhhhhh. You could take it into a psych-based influencing of minds via persuasion or something, I guess, but she does even worse and says that I need yoshida for writing calling cards. Which we've done twice before we even talk to him.

It pleases me immensely to think of that one art/meme where, upon forming an sl with Sae, it flashes back and she's like "AND THEN SOMEONE HAD TO INTERROGATE YOU! WHO WAS IT. ANSWER ME!"

Anyway....

Hey, I wonder if Mishima did a site redesign when the Phantom Thieves logo changed. I think he did, actually, right? At least it used to have a white bg iirc. Or maybe I just don't remember correctly. And then maybe Ryuji pointed Yusuke at the Phansite and went ham. Hmm.

I wonder what Yusuke thought of the old logo.

WOW that got off on a tangent

#p5r #p5r liveblog #spoilers #persona 5 royal #long post #this one gets emotional at video games

[magdalyna]

More Like a Flashbang Than a River Stone

I have been thinking about Jango Fett. Something I often do these days, sure but like.

Jango Fett, during and around the year before the Naboo Invasion --- waiting for Boba to be grown for the normal amount of time.

Telling himself he doesn’t care about the fate of the rest of his clones so long as he has his special son. Fantasizing about the demise of the Jedi.

Sure, Legends/EU and the Prequels tell us what happens next but what if that didn’t happen?

What if a time traveling Maul, not unlike the one featured in Ripples, one who was a Force Ghost who spent his afterlife watching the histories of those he was obsessed with, frankly. Mainly Kenobi of course, but you can not have a Kenobi without eventually stumbling into a Kenobi surrounded by clones.

And hadn’t that been a fascinating web of events to unravel, how the face of a bounty hunter ended up shaping the galaxy.

Maul prides himself on his study of his Nemesis, his Kenobi, the trials and tribulations of his Jedi upbringing, the madcap adventures of his Padawanship, the strain of his unorthodox Knighthood as he trained the so called Chosen One.

Maul no longer has an appetite for being a mere tool of some other person or thing’s greater destiny and Kenobi sparks so vibrantly in the Force that Maul is galled upon his behalf that Kenobi was relegated to such a position by his own Order.

The Kit of Kenobi has always underwhelmed Maul, even with the sheer strength at his disposal.

Kenobi is a blade that has shattered and been reforged several times over, and Maul is ecstatic, humbled, shamed that his own slaying of Master Jinn was one such sunder point.

Sometimes Maul wonders what they could have been if they had been able to meet as allies in the first meeting, and not their last.

Being drawn into the history of Jango Fett is almost refreshing, after a fashion.

Maul can admit he finds an odd sense of kinship between them: both had been shaped by the ravages of the galaxy’s brutality but still managed to come away with a moral code of their own making. Their own sense of honor.

When he is sent back in time by the Force, which clearly has its own sense of humor, he rejoices.

Returned to a body state that he took for granted at the time.... it is invigorating. How wrong was he to lament his self-perceived limitations of physical prowess! His body was never his enemy. A strange but calming sentiment.

He is able to cloak his matured awareness from his false master and fortuitously is within a window of time between missions and recuperation from said missions that he is able to intercept Fett before a particularly gnarly job in Fett’s original timeline went from inconvenient to worse.

After, he considers the best way to approach a notoriously suspicious Fett.

“Let us dispense with the fiction that we are true strangers to each other. You are contracted with my master through another to be the genetic stock for a cloning project. I was available to assist in this other matter. You are waiting for the final form of payment to be ready, yes?” Maul knows that starting thusly on Slave 1 is risky, but life is not without risks. “You desire the destruction of the Jedi for grievous wrongs.” Jango nods, a tight smile on his bare face.

Maul leans closer, barely.

“What if I said that you could revive your people and cause an equally devastating fate to the Jedi. If not more so than mere death.” Maul let the question hang in the air between them, watching his quarry’s microexpressions.

“Go on” Fett allows, but with the clear mien that he would not suffer fools gladly.

“What if you used your clones to retake Mandalore and repopulate it? Cut down every last New Mandalorian fighter where they stood, sent the captives back to Kalevala where those Kryze snakes belong. You as the Mand'alor recall all the True Mandolorians left. And then,” here Maul waved a hand vaguely “offspring. Clan Fett will have numbers and renown the galaxy over.”

Jango Fett had by now raised a single, eloquent eyebrow.

Maul rubbed his chin in the way that Kenobi would often stroke his own facial hair during the Clone War.

“Tell me, Jango Fett, son of Jaster Meerel, do you know the difference between revenge and vengeance?” Maul asks instead of getting on with the point like Jango Fett wants him to.

He had aeons of time in the afterlife to ponder how this phrasing had been his means of salvation in those final moments held so tenderly by his Nemesis, in his Kenobi’s arms. Had that really been the only time they had embraced, for all that destiny had twined them to one another, like strangling vines?

“The truly sublime thing about this, Jango Fett, is that the avatar of the Justice who has taken up arms to right this wrong has also been harmed by the Jedi.” Maul smiles as he shows his teeth. He’s always aware of not overdoing it on the teeth bit, since humans are the singularly unnerving species in the galaxy where showing ones’ dentin is not an immediate sign of aggression. Such strange apex predators they are.

“There is a Padawan ... pushed and pulled by the whims of the elders, and pushed some more. When finally his own Master betrays him so fully, and then when yours truly,” here Maul flicks his tongue along his front canines just because he is alive and can “defeats the master in single combat, then is when the time to strike has arrived. We shall take the Padawan from the battle field with us in the confusion. He will be utterly lost and in need of guidance. His death faked, he will be free to act accordingly.”

Jango Fett has the lines of deep thought drawn on his face. “Intriguing. It is at that, I’ll give you that.” He relaxes in his seat. “But why go against your master in this way?”

Maul sighs. The truth wills out.

“Because unless he is stopped, his foulness will cover the entire galaxy in misery, death and fascism. My preference is that he be launched into the heart of the nearest viable sun but alone I am not powerful enough. I know this to be true. In my own time I have already lived this horror once before.”

Jango Fett raises both of his eyebrows this time. “That is a good reason.” he allows solemnly.

------

ahhhhhk that took literal hours.

idk, eventually Maul fully explains the time travel thing and then he and Jango plotz together til Naboo. Important: Maul doesn’t kill Qui Gon Jinn just stabs him someplace dicey enough to need a long time in physical therapy, enough that Anikin is folded into the creche with the Initiates.

Jinn still rushed ahead so Obi still goes up against Maul all riled up and steaming and snarling like an angry Krayt dragon.

Hence faking Obi’s death to the Jedi and Darth Sleemo and faking Maul’s death to the Jedi so make sure they don’t let such an obviously powerful Force-sensitive child slip outta reach.

cut to Obi Wan waking up in restraints and force suppressors to some rando in authentic Mandolorian armor and Maul who has his Rebels era level of chill which is precisely zero, all over again.

“Greetings my ~~🧡~Nemesis~🧡~~ I sense that you are awake at last!” Maul says and really, Obi has any number of questions regarding this situation but mainly he wants to know how the weird looking Zabrak is doing that with his voice.

Behind Maul, Jango just facepalms, not caring that Obi Wan has him in his line of sight.

@sl-walker @shadowmaat @nawpitynopenope @sunsetofdoom @taule

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Seeing a few anons in the confessions saying how the PTs aren’t inclusive bc they’re outcasts and criminals. But it’s hard for me to believe that bc they kept adding more ppl, making the group too big and standing out more. I was fine up to when Yusuke joined, but once Makoto and the others started joining I was getting put off with more ppl. And it’s weird bc P3 and P4’s groups are big but they managed to work way better in their games than P5, imho.

In all honesty.....I didn’t think they were inclusive, at least barring Yuuki (and they’re so wishy washy about it). Like they have people join them after they get a Persona (or non-persona users like Sae/Sojiro). Despite being weird with Yuuki, they let him run the Phan-site and don’t care too much that he knows their identities. P5MC makes CoOps with lots of people who find out his identity too. Hell, what we see with other students, mostly Anne and the faceless girls, they get along pretty well. And P5MC can (doesn’t mean he’s always, he’ll at least have an option) be pretty nice to randos too (even Makoto who’s being a cactus in their ass he’ll say some things I can’t tell are genuine or sarcastic with her during that time, which is annoying cause I could just straight up insult Anne/Ryu/Yusuke after we’ve become friends for literally no reason). I mean they are pretty crap with being sneaky, to a frustrating degree, so I guess them NOT being inclusive is part of their ongoing carelessness. 

The only time they are pissy is when someone is pissy to them first. Anne’s friendly with Yusuke after clearing up the stalking bit, tho she was ready to throw down before (but MC/Ryu/Mona are still wary for understandable reasons). PT are EXTREMELY prickly with Makoto cause she’s being a straight up little shit (Makoto’s literal first words was insulting the three and of course they are pissy for her for awhile since she 98% of the time she starts of her convos with them on the wrongest of foots). Ryu’s ex-teammates are pissy with him so it’s an antagonistical force for Ryu/MC, but his ex-senpai is nice so Ryu’s nice (hell Ryu is nice to random old ladies, you need to be mean to these kids to get pissy). They don’t get along well with Goro (at times, so wishy washy), and that’s mostly cause of him insulting the PT (hindsight’s 20/20, he knew he was insulting them to their face over it too). They weren’t pleased with Haru (it’s a bit rocky, they are nice but also like “errrrghhh hmmmmm”), partially cause of the whole BS with Mona and she was siding with Mona hard, but they still let her in with open arms before she fully awakened. Hell, Anne’s pretty nice to Mika until Mika started being a little shit too. And they obviously don’t like the antagonists (barring Futaba and Sae) because.....well....they’re usually bad guys. Tbh, yeah, it’s only when someone is perceived to be an antagonistical force to them they get pissy. And not only just being an antagonist to the PT, but a danger to them as people. Yusuke? Possibly will harm Anne if left alone. Makoto? Will screw over their futures because of being PT. TV Station guy? Will probs endanger Anne. Beach Guys? Will probs endanger the girls. Palace bad guys? Will and do hurt people (maybe including the person who is gonna join, or us getting dragged into it for one reason or another). Mementos bad guys? They are hurting people and the PT want to stop them (so this isn’t, usually...cause....Futaba is connected, connected to our cast but I figure I’d include that outlier in what I was saying). That’s usually who they are outright pissy with. Yuuki isn’t really getting a pissy end of the stick, it just seems more like a weird frienship, he’s included in enough stuff (to the point it’s weird he’s just.....not in more of their PT related work....whatever game). The PT are pretty reactionary. If you start off being mean, they aren’t gonna be happy back, and like.......can you blame them? 

Tbh when Yusuke was announced that’s when I was getting wary, I thought the party might’ve been too big (esp for people who need to keep a low profile). I figured one other person would join (besides Goro, who I figured was a shoe-in for a temp position). So yeah, imagine me sitting there having a heart attack when 3 new characters go announced after Yusuke. 

As for P3/4.....they are structured differently, they aren’t perfect, but they get away with minimal damage. P3 has individual arcs for everyone, and while they do their own thing they bleed and blend well into each other. The only issue is Fuuka (and Koro, but c’mon it’s a dog). Their arcs.....are....pretty nonexistent tbh compared to other’s,  and you don’t really notice cause of all the other stuff going on. I mean P3 has the biggest cast iirc, and that’s ok (they juggle pretty well, tho they do get rid of one of their members so that helps wrap of their short arc 8U), and you don’t really notice cause of all the other stuff going on. P4 is different, their personal arcs start with each new dungeon, and continue on into their SLs, but in the main story they develop as a group. And it works great! No one feels left behind or useless (if we look at just the murder mystery part, Kanji is the most useless hands down, Rise and Teddie would be right behind but their Persona ability and/or TV World knowledge make them useful outside of the ‘solve the murder’ parts.....but no one complains cause they still have a presence in the main story in other ways and that’s ok! and this is coming from someone who hates Kanji and I won’t even complain about his lack of help with solving case, because P4 has a lot of other stuff going on with the group). They all still try and work together, even if they only get only an inch closer to the truth, it feels like everyone tried to contribute. (there’s also the team building they did all the time). Everyone evolved together it felt like. P5? Tries to utilize P4′s formula without what P4 did to make it work. P5 probably would’ve worked better with P3′s individual arcs but.....they were already struggling with making characters be useful in the main story as it was (which wouldn’t have been that hard but.....Atlus made it hard somehow!) so that...would’ve probably made it more apparent to the Fuuka’s of the group. 

It also helped that P3/4 introduced latter characters earlier, esp Naoto. She appears in the beginning of the game and has a presence before joining. I mean people still wish there was more of her, and I don’t blame them. But it seems Atlus....didn’t exactly hear that. They heard “Oh you want another Naoto-late character but done worse? Ok can do!” And it’s like “nooooooooooooo! Haru! ;w;” and yeah....

(sorry typing fast cause I gotta go after this, hope the answer isn’t too messy @.@)

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Training Log:  Oct 28-Nov 3

It’s been a week!  

Monday:  Taught barre fitness.  We did a great chair barre class with dumbbell work.  

I hoped to also do an evening workout at home but the baby didn’t sleep all night the night before, so I just didn’t have it in me.  After she went to bed I went to superstore and impulse bought “treat yo’self” Halloween Candy.  :s

Tuesday:  StrongLIfts 5X5

Squat, 5X5 @ 85 lbs

Bench Press, 5X5 @ 50 lbs

Barbell Row, 5X5 @ 60 lbs

My StrongLifts epiphany is that my bench press numbers didn’t seem to be improving, and I couldn’t figure out why.  It’s because the app keeps telling me to increase weight by increments we don’t have at my gym, so I was rounding down.  So it wants me to do 5X5 @ 52lbs but I have no way of loading that onto the bar.  So next bench session, I’m going to skip to 55 since I’ve been doing 50 for a few workouts now.  OOPS.  There are probably other lifts it’s doing this too- I bet OHP (but I also bet that my OHP is probably pretty weak, too!)

When I got to the gym all the squat racks were busy, so I entertained myself with 10 minutes of stair machine before I could grab a rack.  So no rope pull or tire flipping today- ran out of time.  

Wednesday:  StrongLifts 5X5

Squat, 5X5 @ 90 lbs

Overhead Press, 5X5 @ 60 lbs

Deadlift, 1X5 @ 115 lbs

TireFlip 180 2X5 (so hard! man, I wanna be good at this)

Back to back StrongLifts days, because I just can’t fit a session in on Mondays, or on the weekend.  So we’ll see how this goes.  No classes to teach on Thursday (canceled for Halloween!) so this is a good week to try this.

Good news:  I survived back to back SL days, and also found my lifting strap!  So I spared myself impulse buying hauling hooks, haha.

Bad news:  No hot water in the locker room showers.  :*(  Deadlifts were hard, but I discovered that the bumper plates have more weight options than I thought so I did a lot less barbell math than last time I did deadlifts.

Thursday:  HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Trick or Treating with the baby.  

My daughter demonstrates downward dog dressed as a dragon

She wouldn’t wear her costume’s hat (the dragon’s head), had fun stomping around and trying to pick up rocks that were stuck in the driveway concrete, and she met a black cat who loved her and rubbed up against her.  So she had an awesome first real Halloween!  The year before she was too little to really dress up and/or take out.  

Friday:  StrongLifts 5X5

Squat, 5X5 @ 95 lbs

Bench Press, 5X5 @ 55 lbs

Barbell row, 5X5 @ 65 lbs

TireFlip 180 5 flips + 10 elevated pushups (hands on tire) superset, 2 sets

This workout kind of sucked, TBH.  I couldn’t get in on a bench for my bench presses so I tried to do my bench press with a bench I stole from the free weights with the un-adjustable squat rack thing I had used for my squats.  I kept hitting the bar on the safety arms so I couldn’t get all the way down to my chest in my bench press, so I didn’t work very hard.  :/  definitely will have to repeat at that weight before I progress it I think.  I also couldn’t get very bent over for the barbell row- I think I used my back too much doing my deadlifts the previous workout.  Also I remembered my towel but forgot my shower stuff.  I need to just rent a locker already.  :/  

I had treat day pizza for lunch though (I was out of prepped lunch stuff in the fridge) and I’m having a treat supper AND leftover Halloween candy!  Whooo!

Weekend:  Nothing planned, so we’ll see what happens.  

Rando Thoughts:

Thinking about Sadie Nardini’s Yoga Shred online cert.  I bought her previous version of the online training which isn’t the full cert, and I’ve missed the boat to “top up” (but I wonder if I change my mind and e-mail and ask nicely if they’ll meet me halfway?).  I’m going to ask at a facility where I teach if she thinks there would be any interest in it.  It’s the most excited I’ve been about yoga in a while.  Feel like I shouldn’t add anything new to my teaching repertoire until I’m not nursing the baby anymore, though.  

Lost a pound instead of gaining (or even just maintaining)- I definitely gotta keep some almond milk or something in the work fridge so I can slam back an afternoon protein shake and sneak in some extra calories and protein.

Need a mani like whoah.  I miss my extensions.  I miss my nail tech.  All the nailcare in the world doesn’t seem to help me be able to grow them out.  My nail length goals aren’t even that ambitious!

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¼ April! How are you lovely? It’s Tina/Shameless anon here. Just thought I’d drop by your inbox to say hi as it’s been a while. Pre-xmas ep I think. I’ve been trying & half failing to stay away from Robron fandom stuff for a bit cos of the whole baby thing cos it just makes me feel pretty sad tbh (my tiny bit of hope is here but it’s being snuffed out, I’m anxious it will soon be snuffed out entirely but the limbo is almost worse) I don’t want to bore you or be a downer though so I’ll move

2/4 swiftly past all that… I will say Lachlan is the saving grace of this SL. Thomas is killing it! (lol). I hope he saves his energy by not killing his aunt (so she can jet off to Australia with her Kid) & indulges in a bit of kidnapping instead! I’m holding out for a Robron kiss in the rain too. I still adore Gerry & I already miss Aaron - he’s not on my screen nearly enough – at least Danny will be on Release the Hounds this week.¾ I’ve missed seeing Adam scream at things! Ha! I guess considering how we got talking in the first place, I should let you know that in an attempt to stop myself using my free time yesterday obsessing over what may happen in ED, I thought it would be a good idea to re-watch a bit of Shameless/Gallavich. Now whilst the early stuff between them & just Mickey in general did cheer me up, I am now once again DROWING IN FEELS! I just really love Mickey. Where’s that meme/gif or whatever it is4/4 “Who hurt you? TV show writers” cos that feels like a real #mood right now! haha! Out of curiosity have you watched any of season 8? I’ve still not watched S7, but some of the things I’ve read about S8 are just… wow! Lol! I also watched Hang the DJ which was so good & lovely & yeah, I think I’m in an emo mood lol! Anyway I hope you’re doing well. Take care xx 😊

Tina! Hello love! It’s always so great to hear from you. I’m with you with just being ready to move forward one way or another. I just want to know already. Either way I’m not going anywhere so let’s just move on to the reunion already. 

Thomas is brilliant. I’m thrilled he’s being given this time to shine before he leaves forever. It’s the only reason I’m sad they made him an irredeemable character so early on. It automatically limited his time on the show I think. But I know Thomas will go on to do great things. After his reaction to Chrissie actually dying I’m not sure he’ll be able to follow through with killing Rebecca. She’s the only family he has left and the only connection he has left to his mom. SO YES PLEASE LET HER LIVE JUST DO A LITTLE KIDNAPPING AND MAYBE KILL SOME RANDO INSTEAD! JUST DON’T TOUCH MY SON GERRY!

I’m seriously so ridiculous cause like the second we have a single episode without one of the boys I’m like where are they? I miss them. Come back to me nooooooooooooooooooooooooooow. AND I’m going to miss Release the Hounds because I have to work. The one time I work a Thursday in forever. UGH!!! I miss Adam’s laugh so much and I can’t believe I’m going to miss it. 

I feel like that meme is my entire existence. Why do I let them hurt me like this? Yes, I’m all caught up on Shameless this season. I don’t know if I’ve just lowered my expectations or what, but I don’t think it’s any worse than the last two seasons. Then again I hated the last two seasons sooooooooooooooooo. 

HANG THE DJ WAS BEAUTIFUL AND BRILLIANT AND I LOVED IT SO MUCH! I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF ROBERT AND AARON IN THAT SCENARIO AND LOST MY WHOLE GOD DAMN MIND. SO I’M RIGHT THERE IN EMO LAND WITH YOU! 

I hope you’re having an amazing day/night. So happy you dropped by as always. Lots of love.

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