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reidingmelodies · 3 years

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Dinos and Tigers and Donuts, Oh My!

Summary: Spencer wanted one thing this year: for your kids to plan his perfect Father’s Day Pairing:��Spencer Reid x fem!Reader Includes: dad!Spencer, heavy mentions of Father’s Day, mentions and consumption of food Category: Fluff Word Count: 2.6k A/N: This isn’t my favorite, but it’s been sitting in my drafts for awhile all the same! Happy Sunday ♥️

When Spencer was called away on cases your house seemed to lose a bit of its charm. Mornings felt more tiring than ever before, the afternoon slumps dragged on for what seemed like years, and dinners, even with babbling five and seven-year-olds at your side, were a little too quiet.

This time around though, things were different. You woke up to your five-year-old daughter sitting by your feet, her mind preoccupied by one of the search and find books Spencer had bought her the week prior.

The space next to you was empty, a piece of paper lying where your husband previously was, and you knew exactly what it was going to say before you even picked it up.

Good morning, love,

I got called on a case this morning, but it’s local and the team thinks we can wrap it up by tonight. The kids both ate breakfast- and PSA that they were a little too excited I was going to be gone for the day. I don’t know what they’re planning, but good luck. I love you, and I’ll see you soon.

-Spencer

Unlike Spencer, you knew exactly what the kids were excited for, and it had everything to do with Father’s Day being tomorrow- you just hoped he would be home in time to celebrate like he predicted.

You folded the letter and placed it in your nightstand along with the others you’ve found gracing his pillow in years past when your bedroom door opened just the slightest amount.

In walked your seven-year-old son, comically exaggerating his tip toe motions as he stage whispered to his sister.

“Is Mommy still sleeping?” He shifted his gaze in your direction, all effort to keep quiet out the window when he saw your eyes meet his.

“Mom! Guess what?” you opened your mouth to respond, but your daughter beat you to the punch.

“Daddy left for a work trip this morning! So, we can make our plan today while he isn’t here!”

There was no denying that your kids loved their daddy, that was for sure.

“That’s so great!” you matched their enthusiasm with ease, getting ready for the day while they kept brainstorming in the background.

Just last week, you had asked Spencer what he wanted to do for Father’s Day over dinner, and the children were as attentive as ever, eyes wide and lips pursed as they waited to hear the plans for the big day.

But, to their amusement, Spencer’s only plan was that they plan the entire day. His reasoning was that they were the reason he was a dad so they should be the ones to decide what to do, but really you knew the truth was that he overheard their whispers about having the perfect plan for his day.

A plan you were finally going to be let in on, so it seemed.

The three of you made your way down to the kitchen where you settled down with your breakfast, eyebrows raised in enjoyment at your children. They were sat across from you with a stash of markers and fresh index cards, and they had a few stacks of previously filled out index cards resting along the center of the table.

Ah- so that’s where they’re going with this.

It had become a bit of a family tradition to have a family scavenger hunt whenever you had a full weekend together. You and Spencer were all too familiar with the concept of cherishing the time you have with your loved ones, and there were many a weekend where Spencer was called away, or you were busy with a million other plans ranging from extended family gatherings to birthday parties or weddings.

It was all the more reason to make the moments where it was just the four of you count even more- and thus, family scavenger hunts were born.

When they were toddlers, the scavenger hunts centered around finding certain shapes or colors, be it in the house or at the park. Once every item was checked off you would have a family outing of their choice: the go to choice used to be another trip to the park (the one with the ‘fancier’ slides this time), but with the upgrade to slightly harder scavenger hunts centered on science and math they’ve upped their prize to ice cream.

What could you say? They were Spencer’s kids through and through.

“Wow!” you exclaimed, relishing in the beaming smiles on their faces, “do you guys want to make a scavenger hunt for daddy?”

Two enthusiastic faces nodded eagerly in your direction as your son grabbed one of the red markers.

“Yes! And we can have dino pancakes in the morning and get donuts after our scavenger hunt at the zoo- all of daddy’s favorite things!”

Dino pancakes were a Sunday morning staple in your home- you would use a cookie cutter to cut out a dinosaur shaped pancake, and the kids would eat those while you and Spencer would eat the ones with the dinosaur outline in them (and a few regular ones for good measure). But donuts instead of ice cream? That was new.

“That’s a great idea, I’m so proud of you guys for working together to plan this,” you praised, “but why donuts?”

Your daughter peered up from the index card she was drawing flowers on to answer your question, “because they’re daddy’s favorite and it’s daddy’s day!”

“And for our scavenger hunt we want all the animals to spell out ‘best dad ever’,” your son tacked on at the end, already beginning the task of writing numbers and circling them on the front of the card.

That was another newfound tradition for your family. Now that the kids were learning to read, the two of you would try to have the first letter of each answer spell out a certain word or phrase. Sometimes, it would be something like ‘I love you’ or ‘hello’, other times it would be the name of a special someone that would be joining you for ice cream afterwards (so far ‘Aunt Penny’ and ‘Uncle D’ were their favorite ones to come across).

You grinned once more, moving to grab your laptop and pulling the Smithsonian’s National Zoo site up to look at their list of animals.

“Alright, my loves- let’s do this”.

***

Three hours, eleven index cards, one snack break, and two very patient children later, your scavenger hunt was finished, index cards clipped and ready to go for the following morning.

Each index card had blank slots, the number of which corresponded to the name of the animal, on the front of the card with three fun facts written on the back. In retrospect, Spencer wouldn’t even need the slots (or more than one fun fact, to be fair), but you knew he’d make a show of trying to think of each and every animal tomorrow afternoon.

Yet another reason you loved him.

The rest of the day passed by in a blur, all of your energy going into spending time with your kids. But once they went to bed, that energy was refocused into prepping for tomorrow to take your mind off the fact that it was nearing 10 PM and your husband wasn’t there.

You couldn’t bear to think of your kids disappointment if he didn’t make it home that night.

Outfits out and pancakes ready to be made, you made your way to the couch when the clock struck 11:30 PM, ready to settle in for a movie while you awaited his return but there was no need- as you walked into the room your husband made his way through the front door. He looked as exhausted as ever, but the glimmer in his eyes proclaimed what you knew to be true.

He was happy to be home.

***

7 AM the next morning found you face to face with two wide eyed children gently shaking you awake, joy radiating from them as they saw that their father was fast asleep next to you.

With much persuasion in the form of puppy dog eyes, you made your way out of bed and into the kitchen to start the first task of the day: dino pancakes.

Your little helpers set the table and brought Spencer’s gifts from the coat closet and into the dining room in the meantime, and as you placed the last pancake on a plate two arms wrapped around you and pulled you back tightly.

“Good morning, darling,” his raspy morning voice brought a soft smile to your face, and you leaned your head back to kiss his lips in greeting.

“Happy Father’s Day, Spence,” you laid another kiss against his lips, pulling back as the patter of little feet made their way into the kitchen.

“Daddy! Happy Father’s Day!”

“Daddy! Come see your gifts and eat pancakes!”

Two little voices fought for the spotlight, and Spencer kneeled to the ground to wrap the both of them in a hug. You laughed at the scene, watching as they squeezed him just as hard before grabbing onto his arm and leading him to the dining room table.

“C’mon, Dad,” your son pulled his chair out and pushed his gifts closer to his seat, “let’s eat and open gifts!”

“Gifts? You guys know I don’t want anything,” his brows furrowed as he looked at you, but you shrugged your eyes and took a bite of your pancakes in response.

“You always say that,” you rightly claimed, “and we always buy you gifts anyway- it’s practically tradition”.

You had a point, there.

Breakfast passed by in a blur of conversation, dad jokes, and present unwrapping. And just like that, Spencer was the owner of new books to pass his time on the jet, a 5k puzzle you were sure he’d solve in an hour flat, and a homemade Father’s Day shirt with your children’s handprints decorating a globe, the words ’Best Dad in the WORLD!!!’ gracing the blank space.

His eyes sparkled when he saw the shirt, and you swore you’ve never been happier to call that man your husband and the father of your children.

Granted, that thought passed your mind no less than fifteen times a day, but still.

Within the hour, the four of you were out the door and on the way to the zoo, Spencer’s Father’s Day shirt proudly on display.

You drove with a grin, the radio turned off in favor of listening to your children explain today’s scavenger hunt to Spencer. They were practically giving a word for word verbatim of what the two of you usually told them pre-scavenger hunt, all the more proof that your kids were sponges.

An equally exciting yet terrifying thought.

You were at the zoo within half an hour, your hand intertwined with your son’s while your daughter latched onto her father, everyone eager to start the scavenger hunt.

“Alright, guys,” Spencer began, “what’s our first clue?”

“Mommy can read it!” your daughter piped up and you nodded, grabbing the small pile from her hands before reading the first card of the day.

“Okay, so! This animal has six letters in its name, and your three fun facts are: whiskers help this animal detect objects around them which helps them navigate the dark, they’re the largest rodents in North America, and when they’re in danger they slap their tail on the surface of the water” you finished your explanation and watched as Spencer’s eyes lit up in recognition, but just as you predicted he dragged the process out instead of guessing right away.

“Hm, it sounds like we should go to the rodent exhibit first!” He proclaimed, and your kids nodded, walking in a row like little ducklings to the exhibit.

The four of you took your time looking at each of the animals, until you came face to face with the animal in question. “Aha! I think the animal we’re looking for is a beaver,” his answer was met with cheers from both of your children, and you wrote the answer in the blank slots before continuing with the hunt.

At the end of the hour you added an electric eel, sloth bear, tiger, dama gazelle, alpaca, and degu to the list. Eight animals down, four to go.

Which was fantastic, considering that your kids were starting to get antsy for donuts.

“Okay, guys! Are we ready for our next animal?” You were walking hand in hand with Spencer, your kids skipping directly in front of you and eagerly shouting in affirmation at your question.

The four of you stepped to the side, and you grabbed hold of the fourth to last index card before reciting the hints.

“Alright so! This animal is two words, seven letters in the first word and seven in the second. They have whiskers that look like mustaches, they’re native to the southwest Amazon Basin, and they have claws on each of their toes but the big one”.

“Hmm.. I don’t know guys, what do you think?” Spencer turned to your children, smiling wide when your son giggled in response.

“We can’t tell you, Dad! It’s a secret”.

Spencer laughed, sighing in defeat as your daughter gestured for him to come closer. He did as asked, leaning down until she able to reach his ear, “I think we should go to the monkey exhibit!”

Her not so quiet whisper brought a smile to both yours and Spencer’s faces, and a grimace to your son’s but to the monkeys you went, where you came face to face with an Emperor Tamarin.

From there you crossed a Von der Decken’s Hornbill and an Eld’s Deer off your list until you had one animal left.

“Alright, my love- last one! This animal is two words, three letters in the first one and five in the second. They mainly eat bamboo, their fur acts like a camouflage when they climb in trees, and they live in temperate forests in the Himalayas,” you finished your spiel with a quick eyebrow raise towards your children, both of which were not so discreetly pointing at the red panda exhibit just a few feet away.

“Is it a red panda?” Spencer asked, giving both your kids high fives when they jumped up and down in excitement.

“Yay Daddy, you got it! And guess what all of the first letters spell? Best dad ever!” your daughter jumped into his arms and Spencer chuckled, spinning her around and laying a gentle kiss on her head.

“Is that so?” he asked, “you three are too nice to me”.

Truthfully, you didn’t think it was possible to be too nice to Spencer.

“How about our last surprise for Daddy now, my loves?” your question was met with enthusiasm from your little family, and you were back in your car and on your way to Spencer’s favorite bakery in ten minutes flat.

As you pulled up to the bakery, two eager children and one extremely happy father made plans as to what donuts they were going to eat.

It was decided that Spencer would get a chocolate frosted donut with sprinkles, your son would get a glazed donut, and your daughter would get jelly.

And you? You had every intention to get your favorite too, but above all you were just happy that another amazing Father’s Day was in the books for Spencer.

The seventh of many.

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elia-de-silentio · 3 years

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Recap on the Book (+ a theory on Atsushi)

The Book is an element that received little attention compared to the character drama in Bungo Stray Dogs, but it's actually the element instigating it, as the thing almost everyone desires. This time, I want to make a recap on it, and take a look on an interesting theory regarding the connection between it and Atsushi.

The first one to mention it is Fitzgerald. He describes it as pretty much Aladdin's lamp from the original fairy tale: something to make all wishes come true, in his case the resurrection of his daughter. Appearently, Atsushi is the 'guidepost' to the Book, and that's why there was such an hefty bounty on him at the start of the series. Whatever that means, we are all still waiting to know.

It also mentions that it is 'impervious to fire and all abilities'.

But Fitzgerald was in cahoots with two other amiable fellows who were after the same thing: Fyodor Dostoevsky and Agatha Christie. While the latter has not appeared since except for Dead Apple, the former has given us new infos on the prized Book.

He too wants to use the Book, but in his case, the goal is a little more lofty: he wants to recreate the world, one without the 'sin' of ability users. So, the Book's powers aren't limited to just bring back the dead, they really have a reality-altering scale.

(translation by @akai-koutei)

At the start of the Decay of Angels arc, Chief Taneda gives Ranpo a few more informations about our object of interest.

It is in the hands of the government, and it has been studied, via a single page extracted from it, that holds the same power as the whole Book (like a Death Note).

Moreover, we find the first limitation to the power: 'the written content must conform to the rules of karma'. In other words - and we're going deliciously meta here - it must have narrative consistency, unlike the 'real world' in which accidents of any kind and without any meaning happen all the time. Of course it does! If a book had inconsistent plot development and characterization, wouldn't we all be complaining about bad writing?

Lastly, it's suggested that it was created by an ability user, which set its rules to prevent excessive and senseless destruction.

This rule begs the question - do Fitzgerald or Fyodor know about it? 'A girl suddenly springs back to life' doesn't have much narrative consistence, and neither 'all Ability users suddenly vanish'. A way to work around this limit would be rewrite history itself: Fitzgerald's daughter never died/Abilities never existed in the first place. It would erase the timeline in which these events would be impossible, and create another in which they have consistency.

This would also be the reason for the initial plan of the Decay of Angels, using the page to depict the ADA as terrorists ... but before that, they had to 'create' their crimes by killing relevant people that had spoken against the Agency, giving them plausible actions and motives.

It also fits with the Sky Casino: a building that was woven back in time with a complete backstory, instead of just popping out from nothingness. Still, this also show us that there's no need for the details to be absolutely accurate: Dazai managed to figure out that the building had been written from the Book because the 'top secret' details of its creation didn't exist in the first place. Still, these details are ones that do not 'disturb' the flow of a story: it's a freaking flying casino, who is going to think about the funds? Just enjoy the story!

But then we find an outstanding exception: Sigma. A whole human being brought into existence by the Book, without any past that he can remember. He appeared three years ago, in a desert, with only the clothes on his back and a train ticket. No backstory from him.

How was this possible? It's not very narratively coherent, a person popping into existence.

Well, we must consider that we know only what Fyodor says about it. He might be withholding information from Dazai and the audience, or even lying to confuse his opponent; or maybe he doesn't know the answer himself. He recruited Sigma, likely after hearing about his Ability, but did not create him personally.

Maybe Sigma's 'parent' actually did have a backstory and purpose planned for his 'character', but for some reason, they weren't received. Or maybe they knew some trick to circumvent the limitations of the Book. Maybe the government was experimenting with it, and for some reason someone was like 'hey, let's see if we can make a person pop out in the desert, without anyone being around to check if it happens or take care of the eventual human being!'.

Yeah ... this part is rather confusing. I look forward to an explaination on Sigma's origins.

The last time that the rules of the Book are mentioned, is to show us a way to circumvent them. Fyodor had written that 'no police officer will believe the Agency's innocence' ... but he didn't factor Tachihara in. As a member of the Hunting Dogs, he is a police officer; but during his infiltration of the Mafia, he acquired this second identity. He is an officer, and at the same time, he is not. As soon as he inquires other mafiosi on the matter, he becomes clear to him the ADA's guiltlessness, in which he couldn't believe when talking with the othe Hunting Dogs.

And Ranpo in later chapters used a similar strategy, bringing his proofs to a group of journalists to make the masses think; and in turn, this divided the police between those who still obeyed the rule and those who adopted a new perspective.

The human ability to put ourselves in other points of view is the uncontrollable variable that can break the Book's powers.

(By the way, I wonder if that was actually Fyodor's plan. He seems too smart and well-informed to not take this possibility into consideration. Considering that the clashes among the police resulted in riots and chaos; and he commented earlier, talking to himself, that he didn't create the 'perfect' plan his colleagues required because that would be boring ... maybe this is his own plan to undermine Fukuchi's power and get him out of his way, to be the one who will actually puts his hands on the Book?)

After that, an interesting comment was made: the Decay of Angels planned to use the Book 'the next full moon'. It's uncertain if it's because it can only be used in this time frame, or if it can be just be found (in both cases, the Book has another rule that limits its use)

The last time any piece of the Book made an appearence, it was with Fukuchi dangling the famous page, and the possibility of rewriting it, in front of Atsushi and Akutagawa; but that was also the first sound defeat for the Shin Soukoku. Fukuchi still has the page, and now our hopes reside in Tachihara, currently about to face him.

Then, there is supplementary material: the BEAST AU. I haven't read the light novel or manga, so any information I can provide is from the wiki and @looking-for-stray-dogs 's summary.

In this AU, Dazai has managed to obtain the Book, but thanks to his Ability, he retains his memories even in different universes. But didn't Fitzgerald say that the Book is immune to all Abilities? Or only those which try to destroy it?

Still, Dazai used the Book to create his own pet universe - kind of like Fyodor wants to do, but with a much more personal goal: creating a universe in which Odasaku lives. This appearently can happen only if he never becomes Dazai's friend.

However, the definition of 'make what is written in it into reality' is not exact: it is more like a 'container' for every possible universe in existence, and what is written in the pages will not 'rewrite reality', but 'call forth the universe in which it happens'.

Think of it like Michelangelo's ideas about sculpting: the statue is already in the block of stone, the artist merely brings it out.

Beast!Dazai then mentions another clause: if three or more people know the truth about a world created by the Book, the stability of said world gets compromised, and it gets higher possibilities of ceasing to exist. Which is pretty much what is happening in the canon manga.

And this is all we know insofar. Is it enough to make theories? Of course! Anything is enough to make theories!

One I've seen circulating, and that I really like, is 'Atsushi is a creation of the Book'.

Supporting it:

• Atsushi is considered so valuable because he is a 'guidepost' to the Book; it would actually make sense that someone created by the Book mantained some connection to it.

Contradicting it:

• There already is someone who was for sure created by the Book: Sigma. And he is already in the Decay of Angels: if all sentient beings created by the Book mantained a connection to it, wouldn't that mean that they don't need Atsushi? Instead, not only they are still looking for tiger boy, but Sigma needed to threaten and use his Ability on Taneda to find out just where one page was.

Solution: maybe Atsushi was specifically written to be a 'tracker' for the Book, while Sigma wasn't?

Supporting it:

• Atsushi doesn't have any certified past, someone threw him on the streets without giving him anything that could lead back to a birth family. And appearently, nobody noticed someone had a suddenly missing child, or tried to investigate on the abandonment of a toddler.

Contradicting it:

• Who the hell creates a supernatural being that can lead to an even more supernatural book and then throws him in the trash?!

Solution: who the hell creates a supernatural being who can exchange informations and throws him in the desert?! Whatever the keeper of the Book is on, it can't be legal, or even well-cut for the matter.

More seriously, we are told that Atsushi's parents abandoned him, but it was the Headmaster that said it, and he's not the most reliable guy around. Atsushi not only does not have any proof for that, but he also has a faulty memory due to trauma: if he forgot Shibusawa, what else could he have forgotten?

Supporting it:

• The Book can appearently be used - or maybe retrieved, the phrasing is a bit ambiguous on that - under the full moon. Atsushi's Ability is called 'Beast Beneath the Moonlight', and he himself is called a 'weretiger', derivated from 'werewolf', a creature that has a traditional connection to the full moon.

Contradicting it:

• It might be a coincidence?

Supporting it:

• Shibusawa took a very specific interest in him, even going to the point of torturing him to make the 'Beast under the Moonlight' manifest

Contradicting it:

• Shibusawa was obsessed in finding the 'ultimate ability'. The fact that appearently Atsushi has it does not mean that it is related to the Book, or even that it is an objective statement.

Supporting it:

• Fyodor took a very specific interest in him. He was the one who directed Shibusawa to him, as far as six years ago, when Atsushi likely hadn't manifested his Ability. So, how did this rat, who is very interested in the Book and probably spent a lot of time finding ways to get it, know about him?

Contradicting it:

• Dazai appearently knows nothing about it. Considering how smart and careful he is, it would be expected that he did his research on why everyone was so fixated on the Agency's newest recruit. Instead, he looked genuinely shocked when he's told about Sigma's birth. So, whatever Atsushi's connection to the Book is, it's not of that kind. Moreover, Fyodor hasn't had a single interaction with Atsushi insofar. Wouldn't be more logical trying to somehow secure his willing cooperation if he needs it? From his side, Atsushi doesn't seem to know how he looks like (when he thinks about him, the face is always obscured), nor he acts like he vaguely recognize the name before - something that instead happened with Shibusawa

Possible solution: maybe Dazai isn't God the All-Knowing for once in this manga?! Or maybe he was lying to keep a margin of advantage. And Fyodor rarely acts in a very direct way, usually putting other people and convoluted plans between himself and anyone who could be involved. Sending Shibusawa to Atsushi might have been such a case.

Contradicting it:

• Fukuchi has no problem attacking Atsushi. The whole Decay of Angels's plan put the life of Tiger Boy in danger multiple times. An odd thing to do, if they goal is something that can be reached only through him.

Possible solution: they know he has regenerative abilities on a nearly Koro-sensei level? I admit, I'm not very sure on this point.

All in all, I think it's a very plausible theory. And do we want to talk about the drama character development it would bring about? Atsushi already questions his right to live, how would knowing that he had been created for some purpose decided by someone else impact his worldview?

In conclusion, I think that the Book is a very interesting, mysterious element, and I really look forward to see if it will be used, by whom, and why Atsushi seems so connected to it.

Thanks to anyone who bothered to read my ramblings!

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kitsu-katsu · 4 years

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On kiribaku becoming canon and their evidence:

So I posted this on reddit earlier, but wanted to have it here where more KRBK shippers are, since I just ended up compiling a lot more than I thought I would.

Fair warning: A pretty big text with a compilation of kiribaku moments ahead.

We would all love kiribaku being canon, and I think it's not as much of a longshot as some may lead you to believe.

Honestly, if one of them was a girl, this would most certainly be canon, like, just in the anime we have:

Them becoming friends slowly in the background, leaving us with good development between them that is so seamless it can hit you hard once you notice how close they've become if you hadn't noticed before.

Them arriving and leaving the pool together while walking in the sunset.

They support and compliment each other (both on personality and quirks, like come on).

Kirishima can just lean on Bakugou or side hug him all the time and Bakugou lets him with no problem, which considering who we're talking about is a pretty big thing.

Kirishima can seem even more agitated than Deku about Bakugou being taken, and Deku is the one who idolized him since childhood.

The whole "It has to be you" thing and the precious hand holding (including that little scene after the rescue, where Kiri tries to grab Baku's hand again).

Kirishima bought expensive night vision googles in case they were useful for the rescue even though they had Yaomomo with them (this boy goes through extremes just to ensure his boyfriend's best friend's safety)

Kirishima is officially the one Bakugou considers an equal, and considering his conflicting inferiority and superiority complexes (making him perpetually place people as above him or beneath him) is vital information.

Kirishima is esentially Bakugou's first real friend (as Deku was considered more of an incomprehensible nuisance and his childhood troop seemed more like his followers who just put him up on a pedestal and followed what he did).

Kirishima has jumped in front of danger for Bakugou's sake quite a bit of times (including a time in the movie).

Kirishima is a central piece in Bakugou's character development.

Bakugou was the one who told Kirishima he was strong and gave him his confidence back, reminding him of what he said at the start of their friendship.

Kirishima unlocked fucking UNBREAKABLE because of Bakugou's encouragement.

Going to extra stuff:

Bakugou's favourite hobbie is hiking, and we're shown he takes Kirishima with him sometimes, thing he doesn't seem to do with other characters.

The whole festival thing, with the narrator outright assuming Bakugou must have given his coat to a pretty girl who was cold, only for it to be revealed in another picture that he gave it to Kirishima because as usual, he didn't have a shirt on.

On the movie Bakugou could have taken anyone to I-Island and took Kirishima as his plus one. They share a room. Kirishima bought suits for both of them, with the most detailed one with white roses being for Bakugou, and they decide to go to the party together.

In a BNHA Smash connected directly to the movie, Midoriya notices the white roses in Bakugou's suit and notes that they mean deep respect and "I'm the one for you", which prompts Bakugou to send an explosion his way (not to Kirishima who gave him the suit, mind you), which makes the flowers turn red (from blood), after which Mineta appears to say that red roses mean "beautiful and passionate love".

They are usually seen together in merch stuff.

There's this tumblr post talking about japanese fan's reactions to one of Horikoshi's drawings which I find at least hilarious:

https://exbrodokills.tumblr.com/post/187710597637/here-it-is

There are discussions regarding Kirishima's character sheet and the translation of him liking "tough guys" (here's a podt by aitaikimochi explaining the meaning of the translation: https://www.google.com/amp/s/aitaikimochi.tumblr.com/post/171127708911/amp) where even translator such as aitaikimochi have gotten into, and they have mentioned that there's a japanese stereotype of a type of gay guy who is obsessed with "manly behaviour" and usually stay away from women, prefering tough guys instead, which is interesting to say the least.

Some of the light novel episodes which show more slice of life moment feature some good kiribaku moments, with a prominent one being this one wich details their study date (it seriously seems like fan fiction, not even kidding, and this is supposed to be sort of canon):

https://www.google.com/amp/s/aitaikimochi.tumblr.com/post/171236111166/amp

Also there's a chapter where Kirishima tells Fatgum about Bakugou being extremely happy, and another one where they are arm wrestling between classes and they cheer for one another heavily.

(Honesly, just go through aitaikimochi's whole kiribaku tag, there are some pretty interesting things there)

Here are some analysis on their possible coding, if you guys are interested:

https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1dxO6Y0yK_wxOJDmRsBYvsVWKwsH7tKc92skxJ--R1m4/edit?usp=drivesdk

(Bakugou's one link can be found at the end of that one)

And in BNHA Smash, there are quite a lot of things, and we must not forget that the whole thing still gets approved by Horikoshi before being published, some of my favourite things are:

Kirishima inviting Bakugou to spend christmas together, with the translators noting christmas in Japan to be a romantic holiday in the same panel.

In one issue, Jirou falls for Kiri and him being oblivious just leaves her for Bakugou.

Once Bakugou becomes a shoujo boy after being his with a quirk and just involuntarily talks in flirt, and in one moment Kirishima outright flirts back.

Bakugou works his ass off to repay Kirishima for the night vision googles they used in the rescue.

Kirishima is literally described as the chicken soup for Bakugou's soul!

An interesting thing I found out is that in the chapter where all of 1A minus Bakugou turn into animals, one scene originally had Kirishima (as a dog) getting jealous of Kaminari and Midoriya petting Tsuyu (as a cat - yes I know, a cat) and giving all their attention to her, however, Horikoshi himself changed that scene, noting he didn't think their character relations worked well in that scene, and made it so that the one that ended up in smash contains Kirishima (as a dog) getting jealous because Todoroki (as a koala) has climbed up Bakugou's torso and won't let go. I saw this all in a tumblr post a few months ago, which showed the original scene in a book (I think it was in italian and was translates below) but I can't currently find the link, sorry, if someone finds it, It'd be appreciated if you could reblog with said link.

And in regards to meta stuff, the show already has some LGBT characters in it, with Magne and Tiger being trans and Toga being bisexual, so it's not as much of a lost cause to hope for this as it would initially seem.

(Please kirimina shippers, don't take offence because of this, it isn't my intention to insult your ship, I simply want to analize what has been given to us, so please try to take this lightly):

We should also take into consideration Krishima's first version in the sort of "beta" for the manga (where Midoriya was Yamikumo).

His character sheet mentions he's quite the delinquent and entered UA to impress a girl. Obviously his character evolved tremendously since then, but the girl was most probably intended to be Mina's equivalent. This was later changed to him liking "tough guys"/"hard liners" and his thing with Mina became more of an "I admired your bravery and heroic spirit when in middle school even if I hardly knew you", later seeing each other and establishing more of a little friendship. However, it hasn't really moved further from there, and Kirishima has already established much stronger bonds with our favourite exploding boy. All changes in characters are made for a reason, and Horikoshi clearly changed his mind on Kirishima's motives for wanting to be a hero and his relationship with Mina.

So yeah, all in all, this ship is great, it's precious, adorable, helps both characters grow, is balanced and has good chemistry. So even if after all these things they don't become officially canon, we still have so much canon material for them in the present I'd honestly still be happy, these dorks make me smile and melt my heart, so I hope they both have good endings.

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leviathans-watching · 3 years

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False Dichotomy // XVIII: ice cream

False Dichotomy: when a situation is presented as ‘either/or’ but there is at least one additional logically valid option

As a childhood friend of Oikawa and Iwaizumi and manager of the Aoba Johsai Boys Volleyball Club, you couldn’t imagine your life without them. You know you like both of them, but you resolve to keep the feelings hidden, knowing staying friends is better than either having to choose one or losing your friendship with them both (an iwaizumi x reader x oikawa smau)

masterlist // XVII: so stupid // XVIII: ice cream // XIX: so you’re telling me

cw: food/eating

wc: 2.5k

“Give me a second to put my notes away but then I’ll be ready,” you say, looking up at Oikawa and Iwaizumi.

“No rush,” Oikawa replies easily, giving you a smile. You tuck your notebook in your backpack, making sure you have everything.

“Are you guys going somewhere?” Kindaichi asks, looking between the three of you interestedly.

“Yep!” you pop the ‘p’. “We’re going to go walk around downtown. We don’t really have a set plan though, do we?”

“No,” Iwaizumi confirms, and Yahaba pipes up.

“I heard a new dessert place opened up. You guys should check it out. They apparently have like, everything.”

“That actually sounds kind of good.” You look out the window, where the sun is shining brightly. “It’s nice weather for ice cream.” Standing, you stretch your arms.

“Let’s all get out of here, so we can lock up,” Oikawa says, and you all make your way towards the door. The practice had gone well and you were excited to spend time with Oikawa and Iwaizumi, especially since you had a little bit of insight on what they were thinking.

Makki sidles up to you, ducking down to whisper in your ear. “Go get ‘em, Tiger. If I find out y’all haven’t resolved things I’m gonna be pissed.”

You laugh, pushing him away lightly, and notice Iwaizumi watching the two of you from the corner of your eye. “I’ve got this. Thanks for all of your and Mattsun’s help.”

Makki slaps you on the back gently. “Have fun~”

Shaking your head, you give the gym one last look to make sure everything’s been put away. You shut the doors and lock them, putting the keys in your bag.

“Ready?” you chirp, looking to Iwaizumi and Oikawa. They nod and you set off, heading for the train station.

Like you had thought, the weather was perfect. The sun splays across your shoulders, and the light breeze gently runs through your hair.

You voice your thoughts on the weather, wondering why they haven’t said anything.

“Yeah, the weather’s nice,” Oikawa says dismissively, making you glance up at him. “But you look nicer.”

Oh. So they were starting with this already? You fight back a blush, trying to find the words to respond. You eventually just snort.

“Sweet talker,” you accuse, and they both laugh.

“Is it really sweet-talking when I’m telling the truth?” Oikawa asks candidly, and you know there’s no way they haven’t seen how flustered you’re getting.

“Shut up,” you mutter, and it goes quiet.

Even the silence is comfortable. Mostly. You can feel Iwaizumi’s gaze, hot on your neck, and you’re hyper-aware of how your shoulder keeps brushing Oikawa’s.

You make it to the train station and easily board, maintaining your silence as to be polite. You end up between Oikawa and Iwaizumi, and you’re not sure if you can actually feel their body heat or if it’s just your imagination. When you arrive at your stop, Iwaizumi presses a hand to the small of your back, guiding you off. The contact sends shivers down your spine.

“Where to first?” Oikawa asks, and you shrug.

“I’m pretty much good with anything.” It was only mid-morning so you had no reason to rush.

“Window shopping?” Iwaizumi suggests, and the three of you set off down the main street, dodging around the other pedestrians.

“So,” you start. “I heard Kyoutani lost another arm wrestling match.”

“Yeah.” Iwaizumi’s hand is still on your back. “He’s getting better. Out of everyone, I think he has the highest chance of beating me.”

“Hmph,” Oikawa sniffs. “I don’t get how you guys can hang out with Mad-Dog! He’s always so mean to me.”

“Like you don’t deserve it,” Iwaizumi snorts. “You tease him and call him by that nickname even though you know he doesn’t like it.”

“I call you by a nickname you don’t like, Iwa-chan, but you don’t growl at me!”

“Yes, he does.”

“Yes, I do.”

You and Iwaizumi speak at the same time then share a smile. Unfortunately, Iwaizumi removes his hand, apparently realizing it was still there.

“No, but for real, I always get worried when I see him and y/n together. They always seem like they’re plotting something.” Oikawa continues, and Iwaizumi scoffs.

“Please, if we should worry about anyone, it’s y/n, Makki, and Mattsun. They’ve been thick as thieves lately.”

Your eyes widen at the un(?)intentional callout, but thankfully, Oikawa cuts in.

“Oh?” he lilts. “Jealous, Iwa-chan?”

Iwaizumi grumbles but doesn’t answer, which is an answer in itself.

“Oh, look at that little shop,” you say, trying to break the sudden tension. “Let’s go in there!”

They follow you into the small shop, greeting the shopkeeper. The bell above your head tinkles happily.

The shop seems to be filled with knickknacks and other small items so you just gravitate towards whatever catches your eye, turning them over in your hands.

Iwaizumi and Oikawa seem to be discussing something if the way their heads are bent is any indication, so you decide not to intrude, instead looking at other items.

Spotting a rack of key chains, you go through them, pausing to examine all of the designs. There are the pair ones, of course, but there are also matching trio’s, likely meant for three friends.

You couldn’t deny the allure, especially when you spot some plant ones that looked like the Aoba Johsai symbol. They were cute, but eventually, you decided to pass on them, unsure how you’d even present them to Oikawa and Iwaizumi.

“Hey, guys, I’m going to wait outside,” you call softly. “I didn’t find anything I wanted.”

“I’ll come with,” Oikawa says immediately, breaking away from Iwaizumi. The bell above the door jingles as you exit the shop, spilling out onto the sidewalk.

“Having fun?” Oikawa asks, and you nod.

“Obviously. I always have fun with you guys.”

A moment later Iwaizumi comes out, empty-handed. You wonder what the hold-up was.

You meander down the street, ducking in and out of shops. You purchase a few things, and so do the boys, but you mostly are just looking.

“Want to stop for lunch?” Iwaizumi asks. “I think the dessert place Yahaba mentioned is right ahead.”

“Lunch sounds good,” you say as your stomach rumbles. “Let’s get food and find a place to eat outside.”

There are a few vendors here and there, and a few moments after you find one that all three of you agree on. You order your food, but when you go pay, Iwaizumi stops you, paying for you.

You’re surprised, but pleased, and let him do it.

Spotting a bench, you head towards it, patting the wood next to you.

Oikawa takes a seat, fiddling with his phone. “Hey, y/n,” he says after a minute. “Can I use your phone to text my mom? Mine died.”

“Sure.” Handing over your phone, you stand. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom. Be back in a second.”

Iwaizumi leans over Oikawa as he texts his mom. They all had each other's parent’s numbers in their phones. Oikawa quickly types out a message saying where he is and who he’s with, explaining his phone was dead.

When he exits out of the chat with his mom, they can see all of the other conversations going on.

“Hey,” Oikawa notices. “Makki and Mattsun have a group chat with y/n! Without us!”

“We have one without y/n,” Iwaizumi points out.

“I kind of want to look.” Oikawa’s finger hovers over the chat.

“Dumbass!” Iwaizumi gripes pushing Oikawa’s hand away. “That’s an invasion of privacy.”

“You’re right,” Oikawa says reluctantly, instead clicking on ‘pals’. “Iwa-chan,” he says slowly. “Look at our contact names.”

Iwaizumi takes the phone, reading them. “Whoa.” Unprepared to see ‘Iwa{aas}’, Iwaizumi has to read it a few times for it to sink in. “Those are some… names.”

“Isn’t that a good indication that y/n is into us? Think about it!” Oikawa cries. “Why else would we be named that?”

“Maybe it’s a joke?” Iwaizumi tries, but Oikawa shakes his head.

“Think about how they’ve been responding to us all day. They were flustered with all of the flirting and touching, I just know it.”

“I guess so,” Iwaizumi admits, thinking back to how they shivered under his touch, making him want to hold the contact longer. Turning off y/n’s phone, he sets it in his lap, biting his lip. “This is going well, right?”

“Phenomenally.” Oikawa’s eyes sparkled. “It’s going better than I thought it would.”

You head back to the bench, wiping your damp hands on your pants. Both of their heads snap up when they hear you approach, making you falter.

“Hey,” you say, side-eyeing them as you sit down and bite into your sandwich. “Everything okay?”

“Yep,” Iwaizumi says clearing his throat. “Fine.”

You were, quite obviously, unconvinced, but let it slide, taking your phone back. You spoke the most during your impromptu lunch, filling the silence with your thoughts, but they didn’t seem to mind. You thought it was better than sitting in silence.

Once you were all done, you threw away your trash, taking a moment to check your phone. A reply from Oikawa’s mom and a text from Mattsun asking how it was going were the only notifications. You decided to hold off on replying to Mattsun because, to put it simply, you weren't really sure how it was going. Once you had gone to the bathroom the vibe had gotten a bit weird.

“So do we want dessert now or do we want to wait?” Iwaizumi asks, and you shrug.

“I’m down for now if you guys want it.”

“Now it is!” Oikawa decides, and the three of you set off.

When you get to the shop, you’re amazed by the large menu. They really do have everything.

“What are you going to get, y/n?” Oikawa asks, and you hum before answering.

“Everything here looks so good but I think I’m going to go with ice cream. What about you?”

“I don’t know. Maybe I’ll do ice cream too.”

“And you, Iwa?” you ask, including him in the discussion.

“Oh, I’m going to get a brownie. That sounds really good right now.”

You place your orders, and again, before you can pay, someone else is taking care of it, this time Oikawa. You get your treats and take a seat, pulling out a chair at one of the little tables by the window.

“You know, this is almost like a date,” you joke, a bit nervously, and Oikawa and Iwaizumi share a long look before turning to you.

“What if it was?” Oikawa asks, and you freeze.

“What?”

“What if this was a date,” he repeats. “It could be, if you wanted that.”

“Like, all three of us?” you clarify, and Iwaizumi nods.

“Look y/n, we both like you. Like, romantically. And we want to date you, but only if you’re comfortable with it. Remember when Makki texted the group chat about his cousin and polyamory?”

You bite back a laugh, feeling like everything was a bit surreal. “Yeah, I remember.”

“Well, we want to be with you, but not each other. Do you think you’d be okay with trying something like that?” Iwaizumi continues. “If not we get and we’ll back off, no hard feelings.”

“Guys,” you say, feeling the need to tell them everything. “I’ve got to be honest with you. I’ve liked you both for a while-” Oikawa perks up. “-but you need to how we got here.”

“What do you mean?” Iwaizumi asks carefully, and you bite your lip.

“Makki, Mattsun, and I put together a scheme so you would hopefully realize your feelings for me. We had Terushima crash the team dinner and flirt with me in an attempt to make you guys jealous.”

“Wait, seriously?” Oikawa stares at you.

“Yeah. So, sorry for not just being open about my feelings and honest. I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship if you guys didn’t feel the same way.” you crumple and uncrumple the napkin you’re holding.

“So there’s nothing going on with Terushima?” Oikawa asks, and you shake your head.

“Nope. We’re just friends, acquaintances, even.”

“Hold on, let me get this straight.” Iwaizumi furrows his brows, and you try not to show how nervous you are. What if they’re mad you did all that? “You orchestrated an entire scenario just in the hope it would get Oikawa and I to realize our maybe non-existent feelings for you? And Makki and Mattsun were in it this whole time?”

You nod.

“That’s insane,” Iwaizumi says. “What if nothing happened and we didn’t like you? Would you have ever come forward about your feelings?”

“I mean, not in the foreseeable future, but maybe years down the road,” you try.

“So you like us both?” Oikawa asks, and you nod again. “Then it doesn’t really matter how we got to this situation, does it? Only that we’re here. Hell, without Teru-what’s-his-face, I probably would’ve gone on thinking I only liked you platonically. So really, it all works out in the end.”

Iwaizumi sighs. “I guess. I just hope next time we can figure out a way to communicate honestly without jumping through all of these hoops.”

“Yeah,” you admit. “It was a crazy plan, but I’m going to be honest, Makki and Mattsun were enabling me.”

“They do that,” Oikawa says and you all laugh, yours a little breathless.

You can’t quite believe it, but everything seems to be working out.

“So are we going to do this?” Iwaizumi eventually asks.

“I mean, I’d love to,” you admit, and Oikawa grins.

“Perfect. So we’re now dating! How great is that?”

“Well, I’m glad you said yes, otherwise this would be awkward,” Iwaizumi says, and before you can move, he’s bending over the table and placing a featherlight kiss on your cheek, chapped lips warm against it. Of course, you flame, face burning.

“No fair!” Oikawa pouts, then he’s leaning over to do the same to your other cheek, breath ghosting over your heated skin. “There,” he says childishly, sticking his tongue out at Iwaizumi. “Now we’re even.”

“Is everything going to turn into a competition between you?” You ask faintly, and they turn towards you.

“Yeah, probably,” Iwaizumi shrugs. “And so far, I’m winning, because look at this.” He digs through his pocket and pulls out the trio of plant keychains you were looking at earlier.

You gape at him.

“I saw you looking at it and figured it was perfect,” Iwaizumi says, opening the package. “Which one do you want?”

You pick out the one you want and clasp it to your bag with a smile. “You didn’t have to, but thanks.”

“Oh, you are so on,” Oikawa says to Iwaizumi as he attaches his own. “I’ll beat you in who can spoil y/n better, just you wait!”

“Guys,” you cry. “I don’t need to be spoiled. This is enough for me.”

And just like that, it was their turn to blush.

“Y/n!” Oikawa whines. “You can’t just say stuff like that!”

“Yeah,” Iwaizumi agrees. “It’s just too cute.”

a/n: only one more chapter and an epilogue! thanks for coming along on this crazy journey. lmk if i need to add any more cws or anything. same with spelling/grammar 😋

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agustdakasuga · 4 years

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A Place Called Home | Chapter 18

Genre: Hybrid!AU, Poly!AU?, Soulmate AU, romance, fluff, humour

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: vet!reader, Arcticfox!Seokjin, Panther!Yoongi, Goldenretriever!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Calicocat!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Rabbit!Jungkook

Summary: Having saved your own injured hybrid, you were determined to try and help any other hybrid that crossed your path who needed saving. But being a vet in a small hospital wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to do more, you wanted to make a difference. You wanted to give them a home.

Jungkook has a nightmare and then, he overhears some troubling news about your situation. He tells the others and the plan is to run away but can Jungkook really find it in his heart to go with them?

Chapter warning(s): Angry cursing, Jimin has an anxiety attack, Jungkook is guilty, mentions of violence. Please read at your own discretion

“Just tell me where your hybrids are, Doctor Echo.”

“I don’t have any!”

“(y/n)!” Jungkook gasped as he sat up. He panted, hand clutching onto his chest, feeling his heart pound. Cold sweat covered his forehead as he struggled to catch his breath.

“Jungkook? Is everything okay?” Taehyung stirred awake. Jungkook ignored him and walked out of the room. Looking at the clock, he realised that it was only 4 in the morning. He cursed and went downstairs to the kitchen to get a cup of water. As he sat by the kitchen counter, he thought about his nightmare.

Why would he dream about you? You were fighting someone but it was obvious you stood no chance against them.

“Don’t hurt her.” He whimpered. The man restrained you and dragged you out of the house. Jungkook could only watch helplessly.

“Now, we’ll just wait for your hybrids to come get you.” The man smirked.

Jungkook shook his head, gulping down the remaining cold water. It was still cold outside but the ice water woke him up. The dull ache in his heart was still there from the night he heard you gave them up.

“What did you say?” He heard whispering from outside.

It was Kilo. Softly, Jungkook crept to the front door, using his rabbit ears to listen. They were always better than his human ones.

“Wait, slow down, Delta.” Kilo seemed to be panicking as well. Jungkook frowned slightly. He was starting to get impatient waiting for Kilo to spit out whatever he was worried about. But no doubt, Jungkook knew it had something to do with you.

“She was taken?... They came and grabbed her? But our lead was that they would only strike next week!” Kilo paced up and down.

“Did she send a distress signal?... Her phone must have dropped when she tried to fight them. I can’t tell the hybrids this, they’ll definitely try and track her down.” Kilo sighed.

“I know... They’re keeping her captive just to bait the hybrids into showing up. I’ll keep them here. You go find her.” Kilo hung up.

Jungkook immediately pulled away from the door, hearing Kilo come back in. He ran upstairs and dove under the covers, making sure not to make a sound in case Kilo suspects that someone was eavesdropping. Jungkook was conflicted. Should he just pretend that he didn’t hear anything or tell one of the older hybrids?

You were in danger and he knew these humans wouldn’t track you down in time. As he stared at his purple dog tag necklace, he thought about you.

“Breakfast.” Kilo announced. Jimin and Taehyung got up from bed, heading down to one of the shared bathrooms to wash up. Jungkook sat up when he was alone.

“Jungkook, breakfast?” Jimin poked his head into the room. Jungkook looked at him. He didn’t reply but just brush pass the calico cat.

"Kilo, we need to talk. Alone.” Jungkook saw Yoongi grab their agent caretaker and bring him out the front door. Jungkook just stared at the front door where they disappeared. Was Kilo going to tell Yoongi what happened? He sat on the couch, subtly looking up as he waited for the door to open.

Everyone else was secretly observing Jungkook. Something about him was weird. He wasn’t displaying his obvious anger like he usually does.

“Well, I don’t know if you’ve heard this often but you’re so damn useless, Kilo.” Yoongi cursed as he re entered the house, slamming the door closed. He turned to see Jungkook’s stare on him.

“What?” He sneered at Jungkook. The others waited for Jungkook to fight back but he just bit his lip.

“Nothing.” He shook his head.

“Whatever.” Yoongi rolled his eyes and proceeded to head to the kitchen. The others couldn’t even hide their shock. What happened with Jungkook? Just yesterday, he was ready to rip Namjoon’s head off in a fight. Today, he was quiet, kept his head down and was docile.

Jungkook didn’t know what to do. If he told them, would they even believe him after the way he has been acting since they arrived here? He didn’t know. But he knew that even if he was angry with you, you deserved to be rescued.

Just not by him.

“W-Wait!” Jungkook blurted.

“What?” Yoongi asked again. For the first time in a while, Jungkook felt so small as the other 6 hybrids stared at him. He gulped.

“Spit it out.” Namjoon scoffed.

“I-I heard Kilo on the phone last night with agent Delta.” Jungkook confessed. Yoongi stopped. He wondered if Jungkook possibly knew the reason why Kilo was acting weird when he asked about you earlier. Yoongi looked towards the front door, grabbing Jungkook’s forearm and pulling him deeper into the kitchen.

“What did you hear?”

“It’s about your owner.” Jungkook said. Right, Jungkook had also started to deny being your adopted hybrid. He didn’t acknowledge you as his owner anymore.

“Kilo was saying something to another agent, I think it was Delta. (y/n) was kidnapped from her home the other night and he was saying something about a lead, that they were supposed to strike next week, not now. They found her distress signal at the house. They think she was kidnapped as bait to lure you guys out to rescue her.” Jungkook breathed.

“F*ck.” Yoongi banged his fist on the counter.

“(y/n)...” Taehyung whimpered. He and Jimin put their arms around each other as comfort. Jungkook just looked away.

“We’re leaving.” Namjoon declared.

“Namjoon is right. We can’t wait for these people to rescue her. We have to do it ourselves. If it’s a fight they want, it’s a fight they’ll get. Touch our mate and you cross the line.” Jin frowned.

“Let’s talk later.” Yoongi grabbed his mug of coffee and left the kitchen. If Kilo suddenly saw them talking together, it would be too suspicious.

CLANG!

You were jolted awake when you heard loud metal sounds. Blinking, you adjusted your vision to the slightly dim, cold and wet basement area. Wincing, you felt your bruised jaw from where the man punched you. You pushed yourself to stand up but felt a weight on your ankle.

You looked down at the thick metal chain around your ankle. Just what have you landed yourself in?

There were noises coming from the other cages beside you. You guessed that they were all fighting hybrids that belonged to the ring as well, all kept as prisoners just like you.

“Look who’s finally awake.” A voice said. You turned your head to see a man you didn’t recognise, standing there.

“Boss will be happy to hear that you’re awake.” He smiled at you and left.

“Boss Im.” You came face to face with the boss again. You weren’t going to speak to anyone.

“You were asleep for 3 days.” Boss Im raised his eyebrows. You glared at him, crossing your arms. Boss Im just laughed and nodded over to you. You took a step back as the henchmen came into your cell with you. Soon, you felt punches and kicks rain down on you. As you curled into a ball, you covered your face with your hands.

“Tell me where your precious hybrids are.” Boss Im spoke over the grunts and winces of pain you were releasing.

You didn’t fight back or give in. You wanted to stall their attention for as long as possible so they won’t go out and conduct a manhunt to find your boys, and if you could gather some information or evidence about the ring, it would help.

“I... don’t have... hybrids.” You forced out.

“Why are you being stubborn? Look where you are, look at the situation you’re in. Do you really want this to continue?” Boss Im chuckled.

“This is... nothing!” You coughed out blood.

“Tsk! I don’t know why you’re fighting so hard to protect these animals. You’re a fool, you know that? Do you think this will protect them? They’re animals, they belong to fighting rings. You cannot save all hybrids, Doctor Echo. This is the way life is. Humans will always be above those mutts. Just hand them over and you’ll be a free woman.” Boss Im said.

“I’d rather you kill me.” Yo cursed at him, grunting as someone landed a kick to your ribs.

“Killing you is too easy. Until you’re ready to talk, you better get comfortable, I can tell you’re going to be here for a while.” Boss Im called his men back.

“Get ready, it’ll only get worse than this.” One of the men smirked at you before following his boss out. You groaned as you uncurled yourself. Laying on the cement floor, you coughed and stared at the ceiling.

Your chest hurt as you inhaled and exhaled. You touched your ribs, feeling for any broken ones. Thankfully, you didn’t feel any breaks. They were probably just bruised.

“E-Excuse me?” A voice broke your thoughts. Tiredly, you just turned your head to see a small, skinny girl standing by the door of your cell. You just faced the other way, not really bothered by her presence. She slowly entered your cell and placed something on the ground.

“Here’s your lunch.” She whispered and scurried away. You got up and slowly approached the tray of food that was placed on the ground.

You grabbed the plastic spoon and dug into a soupy rice with some kimchi on top. It was bland with no seasoning or flavour at all but you still ate it after not having food in your stomach for 3 days.

“Ugh.” You dropped the spoon onto the tray. When you were done, you laid on the old mattress.

“As long as the boys are safe.” You touched Yoongi’s scars on your shoulder. Those scars seemed to be the only reminiscent thing of the boys you had on your body now.

You hoped that the organisation got your signal and was working to find you. But at the same time, you hoped the boys didn’t hear about your kidnapping or else they would set out to try and track you down. All these worries and the beating from earlier cause your head to pound and slowly, you drifted off again.

The boys were all gathered in the bedroom that the older hybrids shared. They locked the door, hoping Kilo wouldn’t notice them secretly meeting.

“We’re leaving, tonight.” Namjoon said.

“Those that don’t want to go, you can stay here. I really don’t care. My priority is to find my mate and get her out.” Yoongi crossed his arms. He loved his brothers, really, but he wasn’t going to get into a fight with them by forcing them to go save you. That wasn’t the point of holding this discussion. He looked over at the obviously conflicted rabbit.

“What’s the plan, hyung?” Taehyung asked.

“Tonight, we’ll escape out the back. Around 1 am. We run into the forest and head back home. Maybe we can find some clues there.” Namjoon explained and everyone nodded.

“You don’t have to decide now. If you’re not out by 1 am, that’s your reply.” Yoongi said dismissively.

“Are we really going to see (y/n) again, Tae?” Jimin tugged on the tiger’s sleeve when they left the elders’ room. Taehyung nodded, finally crackling into a small smile.

“I’m going to take a nap. Come on, Chim.” Taehyung pulled Jimin with him to the maknaes’ room. Jimin watched his best friend fall asleep quickly, knowing that all of them haven’t been sleeping well and Taehyung constantly woke up in the middle of the night.

Jimin reached up to touch his uneven ear. He shivered as he remembered how his old master punished him by clipping the end of his ear and laughing at him.

Hearing that a fighting ring kidnapped you, he was afraid of what they would do to you. Fighting rings aren’t for humans, they’re for hybrids. He has never seen a human in the ring before.

“Chim... Breathe...” Taehyung said sleepily, grasping Jimin’s wrist.

“H-Huh? W-What?” Jimin didn’t even realise that he wasn’t breathing properly. Taehyung’s eyes still remained closed as he tried to pull the calico out of his anxiety attack.

“Breathe... You’re okay.” Taehyung assured.

“I’ve got you.” Taehyung mimicked the exact words you would tell Jimin, wrapping an arm around his waist to hug him.

“I’m sorry.” Jimin apologised softly. Taehyung shook his head to deny Jimin’s need for an apology and just proceeded to stroke the back of the smaller boy’s head. As Taehyung slowly fell back asleep, his soft and even breathing was what managed to calm Jimin down. He slipped out of Taehyung’s grip and left the room.

“H-Hyung?” Jimin knocked.

“What?” Yoongi opened the door.

“Can I talk to you?” Jimin asked. Yoongi sighed and scratched the back of his neck but nodded, stepping aside for Jimin to enter the room. Jin and Namjoon weren’t inside, probably somewhere else in the house.

“Is it really okay for me to go with you tonight?” Jimin asked, sitting on Namjoon’s bed. Yoongi sat on his own bed, opposite where Jimin sat.

“I have no idea what you’re asking me now.” Yoongi raised an eyebrow, leaning back on his hands.

“I want to help save (y/n) but... I’m afraid my anxiety will only hold you back. I don’t know if I should go with you all tonight because I don’t want to be a burden.” Jimin looked down at his lap. Yoongi didn’t say anything and just stared at the way Jimin’s ears folded down in sadness.

“Jimin. I’m just going to be honest with you here.” Yoongi started. Jimin looked up at him and nodded.

“Yeah, it probably will hold us back if you suddenly have an anxiety attack. But you’re going with us with the mindset to save (y/n), isn’t that all that matters? You could be crippled and if you still want to go, nothing or no one should stop you from doing it.” Yoongi said.

“So it’s okay if I go?”

“My opinion shouldn’t matter to you. If you really wanna save her, then go.” Yoongi shrugged.

“Thank you, hyung.” Jimin stood up and was about to leave when Yoongi grabbed his wrist to stop him. He was surprised but turned around to face the panther.

“No one thinks you’re a burden, okay? I know (y/n) wouldn’t be happy if you thought of yourself as one too.” Yoongi told him. Jimin nodded his head as he saw tears starting to pool in Yoongi’s eyes.

“Better get some rest.” Yoongi let him go and Jimin left the room.

When night fell, the hybrids watched from their positions in the kitchen and living room as Kilo locked the doors and windows. This was done every night to ensure that they don’t run away to try and reunite with you. Kilo bid them a lazy goodnight and went out the front door, which was his post for the night, until he came in to sleep on the couch.

“Hyung, are you going?” Jungkook asked when it was just him and his brother in the living room.

“I miss her.” Hoseok admitted with a nod.

“But she abandoned us, just like before. What if she does it again?” Jungkook’s voice quivered. Hoseok sighed, knowing his brother was still traumatised and angry over what happened.

“Even if she does, she’s my mate. My heart knows that she’s probably the only way I’ll smile again.” Hoseok said. It wass after you left that he realised that you were his mate. He hasn’t had a chance to confess to you but rescuing you will grant him that chance.

“What if... I don’t go?” Jungkook asked cautiously.

“Then that’s your decision to make, Kookie. This isn’t a permanent goodbye, we’ll still meet and see each other.” Hoseok gave a small smile.

“Okay.” Jungkook wasn’t going to hold his brother back. He walked to his room and laid on his bed.

When it came close to 1 am, Hoseok went to Jungkook’s room. He had his backpack slung over his shoulder. Jungkook sat on his bed, facing his brother with tears in his eyes.

“So you’ve made your decision?” Hoseok asked softly.

“Please don’t hate me.” Jungkook whispered as he hugged his brother.

“Oh, Kook. I’ll never hate you, the other as well. You’re old enough and I should respect your decision. I’m sure (y/n) would understand too. I’m just sorry I couldn’t be a better brother and protect you.” Hoseok stroked his head.

“No. You’re the best older brother. It was me, all me.” Jungkook denied. Hoseok looked at the clock, it was getting close to 2 am. Hoseok tried his best to force a smile to be strong for his little brother. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to Jungkook’s forehead.

“I’m sorry, I can’t save her.” Jungkook covered his face as he cried. Hoseok pulled his hands away, making the younger look at him. Hoseok shook his head, not wanting his brother to feel bad for making his decision.

“Bye, Kook.” He ruffled his hair.

“Bye, hyung. Please stay safe. I’ll see you when all this is over.” Jungkook sniffled, wiping his tears. Hoseok nodded and left the room with the heaviest heart.

“Hyung...” Hoseok could hear Jungkook break down in his room. He let go of the doorknob and headed downstairs. Of course, he wanted to be with Jungkook. They have never separated since they’ve met. But you were his true mate, his instinct was to put you above everything else, just like Yoongi does. It hurt but he would just have to live with it for now.

Taehyung had already managed to break the lock that secured the back door. When the others saw the golden retriever coming down alone, with a sullen look on his face, and they knew what was Jungkook’s decision.

“Once we get out, let’s try and see where we are. Then find a way to get back to our old house.” Yoongi instructed and everyone nodded.

“I’m coming, kitten.” Yoongi kissed his necklace. They all looked at each other and stepped out the door, letting the cold winter air of the night greet them. Jimin held Jin’s hand.

“I’ll see you, Kookie.” Hoseok took a deep breath and they all ran out, jumping over the fence and taking off into the forest.

Jungkook sobbed softly into his blanket. The house had never felt colder. He was really all alone.

As much as he wanted to go save you, his heart wouldn’t let him. There was still an undeniable betrayal and pain that he felt. He had allowed himself to be vulnerable and trusting too many times and it always led to heartbreak.

Standing by the window, he watched as the 6 dark figures took off, disappearing into the dark forest one by one.

He looked down at his clenched fist, opening it up to see his purple dog tag sitting in his palm.

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Miraculous Shanghai theories and analysis

All those leaks and informations we got for the Shanghai special caught my interest BIG TIME and I wanted to post my theories and thoughts before it airs.

Just as a warning, I wrote all of this yesterday before the new promo poster got released this morning but fortunately it's doesn't disprove anything I'm about to say.

So let's go!

Let's start with my tamest theory of this post to clear the track for the batshit craziness that gonna follow: The Peacock miraculous will be involved in the Shanghai special as well.

This doesn't necessarily mean that we will see Mayura but at the very least the Peacock miraculous will be brought up.

I'm certain of this because of two things:

1. The specials logo

It's nothing wild. The yin-yang is obviously Ladybug and Chat Noir and when we cross out the other rainbow colors of the Renling promo pic we are left with two colors: Hawkmoths purple and Mayuras blue.

And 2. In a trailer we saw Gabriel in an old ruin which definitely could be the Guardian temple before Ladybug restores it in "Feast" (the special takes place somewhere in between s2 and s3 so that checks out).

Maybe he goes back to where they found their two miraculous and the Grimoire and then checks out the ruins (cuz honestly why not?) or maybe he is on his way to the creepy underground place. We will see.

Okay but now, let's start with the good stuff! :D

I'm putting it under "continue reading" because it's quite alot and it gets... specific lol

Let's continue with the Renlings and the fact that this time around we are not going to get a new Miracle Box but they are all combined into ONE Miraculous.

That may sounds incredibly overpowered and out of nowhere without context but I think I might now what we are looking at.

The Renlings were called the Kwamis "cousins" so we have to go back to the Chinese Zodiac our Miracle box is based on, because it isn't only made of 12 animals. Cause our 12 animals are also segmented under 8 guardians of the zodiac. And how many Renlings to we get? 8.

Four of these Zodiac guardians are assigned to 2 animals and the other four guard one.

They are segmented as the following:

Thousand Hands Guan Yin - Rat

Akasagarbha Bodhisattva - Ox & Tiger

Manjusri Bodhisattva- Rabbit

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva- Dragon & Snake

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva- Horse

Vairochana Buddha - Goat & Monkey

Acalanatha - Rooster

Amitabha Buddha - Dog & pig

But let me get back to this later.

Unfortunately I legitimately can not explain why these particular animals were chosen to represent the guardians. All I can say is that my initial thought still holds up and the monkey, bear, tiger, dragon, mantis, snake, horse and hawk (look im calling it a hawk in this post idk) are all martial art styles. But they neither belong to one group nor is one of the groups complete.

Maybe I just missed something here (which is definitely possible) but I just can't find the reason for these animals for the guardians. Beside the Dragon as most important one of course, but that's a given.

Anyway, let's continue. A detail that can support my zodiac guardian theory is that while we can only see two animal circles in the promo pic entirely, one of the two has ONE DOT in its picture and the other one has TWO.

Signifying for how many Kwamis the one guardian is assigned to? Possibly.

The dragon in the middle is shown with 8 dots all together, that means is it fair to say that the dragon functions as the main guardian that combines them all. That explains why our new girl for the special has a 8-in-1 Miraculous, why her eyes change for each Renling and why she is trained so professionally.

We don't know yet why the Renlings are all put into one Miraculous, since they work differently from the Kwamis, but I have this thought that the Renlings (in their ONE necklace) were created because of what happened to the guardian temple almost 200 years ago.

Countless Miracle Boxes were lost that day and Fu's Box with the Ladybug and Cat were thought so as well. Possibly the Renlings were an attempt to recreate the powers of at the very least the lost zodiac Kwamis. The Dragon was made into the main guardian and is supposed to step in place for the LB and Cat as we can see on its different color coding echoing the yin-yang, but It obviously didn't work and the Renlings neither possess the same powers or can they be put in separate Miraculous nor is the Dragon a healthy replacement for the yin-yang.

But is was a desperate attempt in a situation that was believed to be lost and I find that thought exciting!

(Btw i have a similar theory for the Superheros from the New York special but that's a theory for another day)

Where to continue, where to continue?

Alright let's stay with the 8 Dragon dots because THOSE caught my interest in more than one way.

As I already said, I think the 4 white dots and 4 block ones stand for the 2 types of zodiac guardians, but now let's take a look at the animal circles surrounding the dragon.

We can see the Bear, the Hawk and a bit of another one between the Bear and Chat Noir in addition to the Dragon. These four circles have animal pictures that are completely colored in (just like the dragon brighter dots)

And now look closely at the animal circles around Chats head. Those are not colored in! Just like the other four Dragon dots. So isn't in interesting that they had our two leads basically hide those four particular animal circles? Almost as if there is a reason for this, huh?

And you know, I looked further and maybe I found something here. And for this let's take another look at the Renlings, shall we?

Four of these Renlings have something in common with our two main characters, can you guess what?

I'll give a hint: The eyes.

I compared all the promo picks we got from the Renlings and noticed that:

1. The snake and the horse have blue eyes like Marinette

2. The monkey has green eyes like Adrien

And 3. The Mantis is the only Renling with special eyes like Chat

The other 4 Renlings have brown eyes in different shades.

But this on it own isn't too exciting. So what if some Renlings share the same eyes as our leads? Well, would you believe it? When I filled in the placements of the other animals circles, through a shot we got in the leaks, I noticed that those 4 Renlings that shear their eyes with Marinette and Adrien are ALSO the 4 animal circles our leads just so happen to hide from us.

How interesting

But that not all I got. Not even CLOSE, I'm just getting started here!

Because not only do Marinettes Snake & Horse and Adriens Monkey & Mantis stand out here, oh no, it gets BETTER!

Now let's take the two promo pics from the Renlings we got where they are finished and colorized.

Did you know that both times they are put in the same formation, just with slightly swapped placement among the Renlings?

And once again here one could say "So what? They were lazy while designing the pics, that's it" but NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH hear me out!

Not only are the Renlings put both times into the same formation, the way they switched their placements isn't random at all:

1. Marinettes Snake and Horse stay both times on exactly the same spot.

2. The tiger and the bear switch places

3. So do the dragon and monkey

4. And the mantis and hawk.

The way the Renlings are shown to us on the promo pics is anything BUT random and that is something that will always get me interested! :D

But you know what? I'm still not done yet. Let's continue with this creepy ass stone door we see Gabriel at

Because as I mentioned, while Marinettes Snake and Horse stay unchanged in their formations, Adriens Monkey and Mantis not only do change places but they aren't paired with another either. So does that mean that Adriens guardian Renlings are just inconsistent? No, not at all. They just have a different meaning and place then Marinettes.

First of all: the Renlings special hair is bright green, just like the color of the tiger (a CAT) on the rainbow scale we got and Adriens/Chats + Monkey & Mantis eyes. And second: in the other promo pic the Renlings have a pink background, just like the rainbow scale color or the Mantis!

Coincidence? I don't care anymore, next point! :D

Because not only THAT but when we take a closer look at the creepy stone door we can make out the placement of every guardian animal as well. And MY, is this fascinating:

As the colors make it clear when you compare these guardian animal door placements to the rainbow scale from the promo pic, here Adriens Monkey & Mantis are in the right places but Marinettes animals are a bit off.

In fact. Everything about the placements of the animals (besides Adriens) are just a bit off.

- Marinettes animals and the bear are almost in the right place just mirror-reversed.

- The Tiger and the Hawk are one place too left.

- And the Dragon shouldn't be in the middle, it should take the place between Adriens animals but it was forced out of position to replace the yin-yang.

But taking the dragon out broke the balance of the animal circle. Everything here is slightly off by one point and that is much more significant than you would initially think. Because when you now turn the whole circle one quarter to the left (there is a reason for it, trust me) and put the dragon back in place then you will get a good part of the picture I've been looking for a long while.

What I'm showing you here are the 4 Chinese creatures of the cardinal directions and they are basically what I would expect to be on the upper layer of a Chinese Miracle box (I'll get to this on another day). And as you can see here, we are basically almost there aren't we?

The tiger of the West and Dragon of the east are in place and while the creature of the North is normally the turtle it is always accompanied by a snake, which is now on the upper place.

"but what about the bear? And a snake is NOT a turtle!" I'm getting to it, my goodness :/

Regarding the bear one thing needs to be said: it is definitely true, the bear is in the wrong place. I don't even know why there is a bear in this formation in the first place and it stuck out to me since day one. The creature of the south is a bird, the HAWK should be here.

But there is a difference between "this thing is in the wrong place and completely random wtf??" and "This thing is in the wrong place but I can see a pattern continuing from other formations that are off as well".

The bear is not only here, it's also:

- alongside the tiger (who is btw suspicious af as well) covering the center points from the Renlings formation that should belong to Adriens animals.

- is with Marinettes animals the only other one that is basically on it right place on the creepy stone door, just mirror-reversed.

-is the new "peak" of the zodiac guardian animal circles because moving the dragon out to the middle left the other ones off-balance and now its kinda tilted to the left. But when we look at the creepy door with not corrected animal placements we see that this was indeed the hawks place. And remember as well, the bear and the hawk are the only two animal circles we see in the promo pic besides the dragon

Meaning in short: That damn bear stole the hawks place and I need it to stop.

Which brings me to the turtle and a whole new can of worms (miraculous should pay me for this omfg...).

Because what if I tell you that the snake, who is normally just accompanying the turtle, being the creature of the north here instead of the turtle is not only "okay enough" it is actually the needed puzzle piece to connect this zodiac Renlings circle with the Chinese Miracle box in the design master Fu had it?

Let me explain

Do you remember when I started talking about the Renlings I said I would come back to the way the rl zodiac guardians are paired with the zodiac animals "later"? Well, later is NOW, because there is one more way those 8 dots from that damn dragon caught my interest and it also explains why I just turned the guardian stone circle one quarter to the left.

Because believe and behold, this is not the only place where things are "slightly off".

A while I started taking closer looks and research on the original miracle box design and the Kwami spirit circle we saw in "Sandboy".

I will try to not go into unnecessary details with this now because all of that needs its own post. I'm already going off the hooks with this one. But just like here I noticed with these two things rather quickly that "things are slightly off, but in a suspiciously systematic way".

Going straight ahead to the example I'm talking about, the order the 12 zodiac animals follow on the side of the box is straight up upside-down. The first zodiac animal is the rat (or mouse) and the last one the pig and YET in the box the rat is right at the bottom and the pig on the top.

This upside down arrangement of the animals results in the wrong animals being the 4 who have a guardian assigned for themselves

The four single miraculous in between the 4 directions are obviously the ones I'm talking about. Here they are Tiger, Snake, Pig, Monkey (I hope you are making a connection here) but that's wrong, as are the other 4x2 ones.

BUT

When we now flip it upside down again, having the rat start on the pigs place and the pig end on the rats, then things suddenly are correct.

Here the rl guardian pairings again:

Thousand Hands Guan Yin - Rat

Akasagarbha Bodhisattva - Ox & Tiger

Manjusri Bodhisattva- Rabbit

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva- Dragon & Snake

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva- Horse

Vairochana Buddha - Goat & Monkey

Acalanatha - Rooster

Amitabha Buddha - Dog & pig

As you can see, now it's correct.

You may wonder what this has to do with the Dragon dots, so lets look at the Kwami spirit circle next.

I've been analyzing and taking this thing apart now for MONTHS now. And while I'm certainly having a blast, the fact that I now officially have an entire FOLDER at home dedicated to this thing alone is quite...

Bruh...

But thankfully we will really only need the basics for this theory here.

Through zooming in and watching the "Sandboy" Kwami spirit World scenes over and over again I was able to figure out the placement of each Kwami.

When you now follow the moons in the middle towards the Kwamis you will notice that only the moon at the top alignes with one and that's DUUSU. The other 4 miss the Kwamis just by a bit.

But remember what I said the entire time. Everything is just slightly off by ONE little factor but when we "fixed" that factor for the stone wall there was still something left that didn't fit. That's because not only are the Shanghai zodiac guardians structures off, it was built on top of a structure that is ALREADY slightly off by another factor!

Something is fundamentally WRONG with Kwami balance in the current ml universe and what I think happened to throw everything off is NOOROO.

Keeping this point short for everybodys sanity, in the french version of "Sandboy" we find out that Nooroo is having his 3500 cycle birthday and him being the Kwami which gets its birthday pointed out is no coincidence. (Guys please just go with me here, I really dont have the strenght to elaborate on this now as well)

So when Nooroo is the factor that brought imbalance to the Kwami system then how does the spirit circle look like WITHOUT Nooroo?

Now THIS is more like it!

Without Nooroo the size of the circle changes slightly all around and now the other 4 moons align with the Dragon, rat, chicken and horse.

And believe it or not, but take a guess what it looks like when we now highlight these 4 Kwamis in the arrangement of the 12 zodiac Kwamis both upside down and correct?

It's the 2 types of Dragon dots.

And let's take this further. When the 12 Zodiac Kwamis are upside down then so is obviously the entire upper layer of the Miracle box as well, which explains why, although the 5 Miraculous places around the yin-yang are based on the 5 chinese elements, the way they are arranged here is once again upside down.

Meaning the yin-yang is upside down as well, but not only that. I always found it weird that the yin-yang here is placed SIDEWAYS when this is not exactly the normal way of showing it.

So when we now turn the yin-yang a quarter to the left and take the 5 Miraculous surrounding it along, we might be closer to the puzzles solution. Because when we now take Nooroo out (as he wouldn't be there when things had gone right) then Fu's miracle box should have looked like this:

Notice 2 things here in particular:

1. Now the Turtle is at the top, which completes the connection between the Renlings Snake and the Kwamis Turtle to create the only creature of the 4 directions that is portrayed with one accompanied: the Turtle of the North.

And while I'm already at it, this is also the reason why Fu's/Ninos Miraculous is the only one that doesn't fit the hero color scheme when activated.

The Turtle of the North is colored BLACK and sometimes with additional white, just like the activated Miraculous.

And 2. Now after being mirror reversed and turned one quarter to the left the Ladybugs and Cats yin-yang isn't sideways anymore and looks EXACTLY like the yin-yang used in the Shanghai promo pictures. Almost like this is the way it is supposed to be or something.

Alright. Ive told you ALOT now but this is precisely the reason why I wanted to post this before the special airs. I'm definitely not entirely right with all of this, there is alot I haven't figured out about these things yet or simply haven't seen yet. What I just showed to you is not anywhere close to done so some questions are still left open.

I wanted to make another point about how the zodiac monkey, mantis and horse are the only 3 Renlings that do not have any symbol on their bodies and how this could connect to the object Hawkmoth has in that one leak

But even i think this is going to far now and I should wait until I watched the special xD

But my point in all of this (and everything I haven't even touched upon here but will in the future) is that everything in s1-s3 was influenced by this fundamental off-balance of the Kwami system that I think was caused with Nooroos creation. Which is very fitting for the Kwami of our main villain I may say. And the fact that these 4 miraculous are also somehow linked to the peacock out of all miraculous gives us an explanation for its villainous usage as well.

I think the Shanghai special will start the exploration of what happened by at least laying down and introducing the most important aspects of this particular topic.

To say that I am TRILLED for this special is quite the understatement and I'm gonna have a BLAST analysing the hell out of its lore!

So I guess there is only one thing left for me to say:

Miraculous crew

#miraculous #Ml theory #Ml Shanghai theory #Ml Shangai spoilers #Ml spoilers #Ml leaks #I'm thrilled but in so much pain right now wtf

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Events(or even gachas I guess) I'd love to see:

The Seven Lucky Gods in one event(or even just the ones we have so far. . .the fact that Daikoku knows and associated with Benten and Ebisu at one point in their existence is completely worthy of acknowledging imo like pls. They're such different people. I wanna see them interact. Daikoku calls a temporary truce or spends the whole time trying to kill/subdue MC(who, as usual, is either uncomfortable, angry(which may or may not come in the form of flirtatious threats in a fight for dominance), or takes it so in stride even Daikoku couldn't keep up. . .he's never really met someone who wanted him to step on them before. . .oh and you want to lick his shoes? What a well behaved brat you are. . . .) and Benten just "could you knock it off with your creepy domeneering foot fetish until we get back to Tokyo please omg you're always like this." I don't know what they'd do together because I don't know them as well yet but just the fact that they have such different characters so far makes me want to see them all together.

Oops All Angels/Oops All Demons/The Sliding Scale Of Eden, which would be an angel/demon/Eden & Gehenna centric thing ofc. By which I mean GIVE US MORE MISSIONARIES I WANNA SEE THE MISSIONARIES-- I mean yeah biblical narrative and christian mythology is pretty well known but I like seeing how everyone feels about things and each other--like that Sitri saw Seth and thought he was Bael and when he realized he wasn't Bael he kinda started shittalking Bael kdbshdidj and how Lucifuge and Bathym both worked with Shaytan but Bathym was I guess closer because Lucifuge is afraid of fire--and where does Mephistopheles come in there? And I feel like we don't really know the angels' feelings towards one another and haven't seen them interact--Gabriel calls Azazel a snake(which is true, literally,) but she was also talking about wanting to touch the tails of Therians so I'm sure what she meant was "he let me touch his tail and did not hide the Consiquences of Touching A Therian's Sensitive Tail and I somehow didn't expect that and was Understandably Very Uncomfortable" so I don't know if that means she doesn't like him or if she was just being pouty over deciding she really shouldn't ask to touch his tail. At the same time I knoe this is probably VERY far off. Because MC already has the Ring of Solomon and we've had the 72 Pillars of Solomon mentioned and the demons' positions in the heirchy and [CHAPTER 11 SPOILERS:] MC is gonna have to reach/summon the Exception Solomon[/CHAPTER 11 SPOILERS] so. That's probably too close to Story Content for us to get too much of an event out of it yet. Plus there's Michael and I'm sure he'd be kicking and screaming as he's dragged through shenanigans in an event under the current circumstances, but could we really do an angel event without him now that he's there?

Literally anything with Bora Bora. And Babel. And. Just. Not that I dislike or am truly mad about it, but didn't the game introduce a world that's no longer in the Game and no longer connected to Tokyo before expanding on several of the worlds we already have? Babel only has Marduk, even. Ofc idk much about the mytholigies of Polynesia(you'd think I'd remember more, I read about them a bit back when Pokemon SuMo came out) or Babylon or Mesopotamia to say there's so much more to add but. There's never just one legend and one character and one story in a mythology. And Polynesian mythology is different in every area too isn't it? Even gods that they have in Hawaii are a bit different for the Maori, for example, I'm pretty sure--if only in name. There's so much that could be explored. I understand leaning on what's closest to you--hence why we have so many characters from mythology in Japan and nearby countries--but I'd also like to see others developed more lol

We've had an event centered around ogres/oni, an angel/demon event would probably have too many spoilers in it for the time being, we had the little bull-cebtric sort of mini New Years event, but I'd love to see more species-related ones like that too. Other 'characters with X in common' events could be fun too--dragons/lizards and the dragonkillers, for example. One Big Pile Of Kitties which is just feline Therians and friends all together. Maybe in Namjatown in Ikebukuro--which means Nomad gets dragged in as he kicks and screams that he is NOT a tiger!!! and Snow and Macan are like yeah sure we know but also this is Ikebukuro and Claude is paying you, to which Nomad just goes FUCK but I need the money so I'll deal. Maybe a mini extension of Year of the Guardian Dog where Agyo, since he insists he's a lion, wants to know more about how lions live in Tokyo, so MC once again runs around with him to introduce him to any lions they know(somehow this includes Oz shh don't ask questions) and Agyo's like "so many lions are big strong guardian lions too. . .I've gotta step up my game!" lol (Claude: oh so you have a guardian lion too? Shall we make them fight? Agyo: NO NO PLEASE NO NO THANK YOU I WOULD LITERALLY DIE?????)

Exiles' Lovers Valentine's Event where characters who were the lovers of/in love with/loved by the Exiles within MC squabble over them or something silly like that. Alternatively, put everyone who's expressed the strongest attractions to MC in one event. MC has to protect Shiro from them because he's probably the weakest link there--

Our World Is Gone So Let's Meet Up In Tokyo - Old Ones event(maybe there'd be a second one for other worlds that get destroyed like Yggdrasil. LET GARMR MEET HIS FRIENDS AGAIN.) Maybe a New Years event, but I'd love to see all the Old Ones we have so far in one place, assuming there isn't an in-game explanation that they can't be. Tsathoggua is convinced out on the basis of food more than out of a desire to see any of them(MAYBE to game with Tindalos and Azathoth in person. Canct play the classics online!). Snow and Claude tentatively let Cthugha out of his cell for a while(the event is implied to have had caused several repeats due to Cthugha explosions.) I haven't read Nightglows yet so idk where Nodens is at atm but he'd be there because I say so. Dagon obviously goes(he's probably the most social of the bunch aside from Nyarl--and Father Dagon is curious about his family too!). Shiro tentatively lends his body to Yog-Sothoth because "it's important to be with your family now and then if you have them!!!" much to Yog-Sothoth's eyerolling, and MC goes because either it was insisted on that they belonged there("You know I'm not. . .whoever you think I am, right? Okay. . . . .") or to make sure Shiro's body doesn't collapse under the strain or get involved in some sort of nonsense(he doesn't expect Yog-Sothoth to do anything crazy, he's been pretty unenthusiastic about everything so far, but you never know with these guys.) They keep calling MC this name they can't hear for some reason which isn't any better than when everyone calls them names they can hear really--in fact it feels a lot worse, like, Please Stop Saying Whatever You're Saying I've Started Taking Psychic Damage worse. MC makes a lot of comments about the sheer quantity of tentacles in the gathering my god(s) they are everywhere they've seen enough hentai and been around Dagon enough to know where this is going--

In the same vein, if we ever get more El Dorado characters, Xolotl wants to go to the Annual El Dorado Meetup or something similar but he's scared and brings Quetza--I mean MC with him as moral support. Understandably they get caught up in everyone going "omg gods", especially after Tezcatlipoca tackles MC to the ground at Mach 7 from 20 miles away when he heard they'd come along and accompanies them the rest of the event, assuming he doesn't pick them up and carry them away from Xolotl, who has to muster up the courage to follow after and get MC back since he brought them here to begin with. Only to find MC pacified Tezcatlipoca somehow and they ran into Itzamna and they're painting their feelings or something. Maybe the event also features a sacrificing and MC is like UH NO WE CAN'T HAVE YOU COMITTING MURDER IN TOKYO JUST BECAUSE IT'S OKAY BACK HOME PLEASE STOP lmao

. . .just silly thoughts. I've definitely had more ideas, but they're not coming to me rn.

#danie yells at tokyo afterschool summoners #long post #just silly thoughts. events sre the best.

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sillyfudgemonkeys · 3 years

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i havent been here in a hot second is there a reason for the makoto hate specifically? like the rants go back to p5's writing issues but the spite for makoto seems very specific did she kill someones dog in one of the spinoffs or what?

You're all good. So here's the thing, she did kill my dog-I'm joking.

When I say “I’m the residential #1 Makoto Hater” it’s a joke, partially cause it probs looks that way (and probs cause it might be true, who knows if you could quantify hate then maybe I’m at the top of the leaderboards 8U but you can’t so we’ll never know). But I’m saying it at as a joke, to own myself and everyone here that knows what I think of her, rather than wear it as a badge of honor or some silliness. It’s just a “oh haha yeah there goes Silly, dunking on Makoto again! She’s basically Makoto’s #1 hater haha oh she’s so silly.” (so please don’t look too deep into it, I just want to have fun).

Anyway, me hating Makoto isn’t new, but I do hold a similar ire towards Futaba, Goro (tho I have camaraderie with his fans, I relate to their struggle in terms of my own brown hair and red eye fav and Atlus screwing them over u_u I may hate your fave but I respect you and will be in your corner), and Yukari (as well as Chloe from LiS if you want a non-Persona example). Makoto might be talked about more because 1) She hits my buttons that much faster (Futaba/Goro are more like a festering wound, and when I talk about them it’s hard to pick a starting point), 2) Her fans tendency (early on in the fandom) bringing her up frequently.....was a bad combo with #1 (overexposure+pushing all my buttons really fast=disaster). Obvie not blaming her fans, but it was hard to curate how I was able to curate my content online (esp with gaming news websites calling her “best girl” when showing off a figure announcement or some BS when I just want to know what new games have been announced >.> I can do without you trying to start a waifu war in the comments Siliconera -_-)

Anyway, I think I’ve made my reasons for hating her very clear (you just have to search her name on my blog and you’ll get a ton of essays I’m sure, too many to count). And a lot of it is the failure of P5′s writing. “So it’s just the writing you hate, not the character.” No. Because that doesn’t make sense. Except under certain circumstances (which I’ll provide examples of below with Luke Skywalker), you can’t separate the writing from the character. The character IS the writing, the writing IS the character. If you can’t hate/dislike the char because “of the writing” then you also can’t love/like them either. The character and the writing/writing choices for that character are connected. The writing embodies that character. They are the same.

Now I said there was an exception, and that’s....”different writer/director,” tho it’s not ALWAYS the case (sometimes the new writer really gets the original writing, like Saito for MM.....they are very good at emulating the clusterfuck of P5′s writing). P5′s writing is the original basis for Makoto’s character, that’s her. You can’t separate it from her. Same thing with say....Luke Skywalker from the OG trilogy, that’s him. But then we get to the sequel/Disney trilogy, new writer/director....and yeah that’s a mess (from what I understand OG trilogy=Hopeful and tries to see the best in people, 2nd Disney=Cynic and tried to kill a child, 3rd Disney=Hopeful again for some reason). There’s character development, then there’s just straight up changing the character just cause you need them to be this now.

*writes how this can apply to Persona spinoffs but deletes because I was getting too off track* Look at me exercising control. It’s probs best I save that for a meta after I’ve replayed all the spinoffs again.

But....if you want me to boil down my issues with Makoto, I hate the message we get from her. I hate the lesson we learn from her. What is supposed to happen vs what happens. It’s supposed to be about a girl who is blindly following authority and becomes disillusioned with it after being burned by it, on top of “immense pressure” she has as well, and then comes to our side (we know this because Atlus told us). We don’t get that (we know this because we saw the execution). We get two adults, yes TWO ADULTS, one of which is her sister and wants her to do well in school (but isn’t like.....a tiger mom about it, because Sae can’t be TOO horrible because we need to like her later), who in retrospect seems very busy with her job (which gives Makoto freedom), but also feels burdened by her younger sister (in which she has one shitty slip with her and then NEVER again). And the other is a dumbass principal who asks a really strange and stupid task for Makoto that snowballs into bullshit. That’s IT! THAT’S IT! That’s all we get from Makoto and “authority.” Strawmen. We don’t really get much of her personality either (I’m not saying that cause “she’s cardboard” I legit just.....don’t get her? Like I don’t get enough of her to get a solid foundation, you get me?) Like as the player, what we see of her is she’s just studying in the library (Kamo arc), then the principal calls her in, she mentions the rumors about Kamo, he asks her to look into the PT in exchange for a recommendation (to which she’s surprised and says thanks, not no, she looks like she’ll accept JUST BASED ON THAT) but before she can even say Yes (OR NO) he threatens Makoto with her sister, to which Makoto hardens and then agrees. Then she acts like an asshole and yadda yadda stuff happens.

But if she’s supposed to blindly follow authority, she’d say yes, but then they don’t let the character breathe so she can make the “wrong” choice because the Principal goes STRAIGHT to threatening her.......so now the message is muddled, or really it’s non existent. The whole Sae thing is a nothing bag too, it’s just family drama. Her sister is, no HAS to be absent a lot for her work, just so Makoto can have the freedom to be a PT....which means....it hurts her lack of freedom and other stuff associated with Sae being a big pressure on Makoto’s life. You know, I’ve said before they’ve squandered Sae, and that Makoto’s presence really harmed Sae (iirc it was this post). But at the same time, how they handled Sae really screws up Makoto’s character. Neither are allowed to breathe. Neither are allowed to make a true, horrible choice...and then learn from it. They aren’t allowed to have an actual arc. Altus played it safe, took choice away from them, didn’t want to take risks with either character and have meaning. Instead we just have this nothing contradiction thing dicking around until they join our team.

What really sucks about that....is we got that with the Kamo arc. With Anne, Ryuji, even Yuki and Shiho. Kamo was manipulative, and his manipulation caused people to make....not the best choices, all out of a means to survive. Ryuji physically acted against Kamo, and he got his leg broken, team disbanded, and outcasted. Anne was trying to protect Shiho’s position on the team, which lead to her almost getting harmed by Kamo, Shiho getting harmed, her not seeing the truth about what was going on around her, and she didn’t tell Shiho (because she didn’t want Shiho to think she didn’t get on the team for her own merits), and so on. Shiho didn’t tell Anne what was going on because she wanted to protect Anne from Kamo (and was afraid Anne would, very much blame herself), and her and Yuki and the rest of the teams helped keep quiet about Kamo so they wouldn’t be next on the physical chopping block. This isn’t me blaming them, this is me showing their choices, their attempts to fix their (hopeless) situation, to help themselves or others, and the dramatic irony being it just made everything worse. BUT, even tho Kamo was the real one to blame, each character is aware of the actions that were made, and the consequences of each action (esp Anne/Ryuji/Shiho). And in their CoOps, they identify this, and take strides to learn from it so it doesn’t happen again. That’s an arc. That’s character development. They were allowed to make errors, mistakes, decisions that negatively impacted themselves/other’s. We see a solid foundation of their character from the get go, and how it changes over that small time. We don’t get that with Makoto. The group is like solid concrete to Makoto who is like shifting sand.

Sorry got a bit off topic, anyway, I hate her message of boasting about her fighting ability but she only harms her friends (outside of shadows, but that’s not special) WHILE ALSO being a damsel that needs someone else to rescue her! I hate how when she gets called out, she wants to drop it, and gives gaslighty apologies, even tho she really ROYALLY screwed lot of people very badly. I hate how she demands us to help, only to literally be a detriment to our investigation. I hate how she gets to fly off the handle without repercussions (despite needing to be cool calm and collected for her job, especially since she miraculously can do that when needed so what the hell????). I hate how the text has her be shitty, say shitty things, be bad at her job, but will turn around and reward her time and time again.

Sure she doesn’t break the lore like Futaba, or unravel P5′s plot like Goro. But as a character with a message attached to her, even ones that the creators surely overlooked (I’m sure they didn’t intend for her to only hit her friends), it’s simple but very annoying. Fast and easy to see, doesn’t require me to think of P5′s lore as well as the grander Persona lore. Doesn’t require me to dig through text for Goro bread crumbs and then unravel the entire basis of the P5 plot thanks to him. Makoto is easier to get into, it’s smaller scale and more personal I guess.

#silly asks #silly answers #makoto salt #the thing with Kamo's arc is that when you ask 'why' to why a character or a situation is the way it is you can give a decent 'because'#when you ask 'why' with kane's arc.....you don't get that #you get a 'because' but then you keep asking 'why'#why does makoto have to stalk the PT? Because the principal is making her do it #But why is he making her do it? Because the conspiracy is breathing down his neck.#1) WHY her tho? seems a bit contrived and might not work 2) WHY do they care about some principal?#Because......um...... For 2 because he's part of the conspiracy.#Why is he part of the Conspiracy then? Um....they put him there?#BUT WHY did they put him there? Cause....it's prestigious?#BUT the game said Kamo fixed the school's bad rep so it wasn't always that...and he hired kamo.....SO WHY does he owe them getting a job at-#-a shitty school? WHY did he need help getting a job there? WHY is Haru there if-#you see? kane's arc unravels a good portion of what P5 (a least school) is based off of #vs Anne #Why won't Shiho tell Anne about the abuse? She's afraid anne might think it's her (anne's) fault and she loves her friend and wants to-#protect her. why doens't anne tell shiho? Anne doesn't want shiho to think it's shiho's fault and wants to protect shiho #kamo's arc is full of dramatic irony and people making wrong choices (which they might not realize in hindsight)#why doesn't anne know shiho is being abused? Anne thinks shiho is upset about her position on the team also Kamo won't let anyone watch #the practices so we just take the team's words at face value also the teams are protecting kamo to keep from getting hurt-#also shiho won't tell anne anything and so anne just assumes it's a rough practice and that shiho is afraid of losing her spot ALSO #ALSO anne isn't psychic also anne is outcasted from the rest of the school so she doesn't interact with them so she doesn't know what's up-#with other people and-#you can go on they have their bases covered in kamo's arc they have reasons #kamo's arc is also a bit more grounded (kane being ungrounded because of the stupid princpal and his bs0 #sorry for the side rant just.......#you don't have to agree with decisions in the kamo arc...but at least they GAVE us reasonings (and the chars are aware #in hindsight that their decisions weren't great and chose to learn from them)

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shapeshiftersandfire · 3 years

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review (iv)

cw: bbu general warning, pet whump, dehumanization, heavily implied kidnapping, mention of physical discipline, discussion of memory wiping

taglist: @eatyourdamnpears @mackerelgray @writingbyjillian @the-inkwell-variable @ladywithalamp

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Tick tick tick tick and the gentle rustle of papers, two large pieces of notepad paper with thin lines and equally thin letters crawled across the pages, detailing the life of WRU’s newest arrival in only a few short sections. Each day, each hour, the same set of documents reaches Corrine Haverson’s desk, and each time, the information is different. Birthdays spanning the decade before the new millennium, more and more reaching into the current times as the years dragged on. A wide array of personalities and hobbies and future ventures that will all be wiped away in a matter of weeks, leaving behind a new person, with no ties to the outside world, with no hobbies or ventures and an entirely new personality.

Nothing about the information on the pages before her strikes Corrine as particularly divergent. All the necessary tidbits are there, parents the trainee will never see again, much less remember, a birthday they’ll soon forget, a name that will mean nothing and a number that will be all they know before they’re given a new name by a new owner to start a new life. All old information, to be locked away where only those with power are allowed to see, washed away from the trainee’s grasp to be replaced with the new.

The single piece of information that stands out to her in any respect is the trainee’s condition: Albinism. Certain limitations will have to be made in training. Batons, always the favorite of the handlers, will have to be used in extreme moderation. No prospective will want a girl whose bruises are brighter than the full moon and take longer to fade than the high tide.

Some, Corrine thinks, will want her for that reason alone. But marketing is half the game: if the girl is covered in bruises for her online photo, no one will have any interest in damaged goods.

No matter. Corrine has already viewed the girl’s intake footage. Small, squirrelly, easily frightened, with no drive to fight and all the mind to give in to the handlers and be good. A handful of handlers comes to mind as perfect matches for the girl. No one too sadistic, no one too prone to physical violence, no one too prone to yelling or verbal abuse. No, no. Corrine has been in this business long enough to understand the nuance of the trainee-handler bond. A trainee was only as good as her handler, much like a dog was only as good as their trainer. A perfect trainee came from the perfect matched handler. And for the newest addition, 657128, Corrine already has one name in mind: Eva Bronsky, veteran handler, whose gentle ways with the more skittish trainees produced stellar results and some of the more satisfied customers Corrine has ever had.

Second only to Renée Jensen, if she might say, whose work spoke for itself. But Renée was a tad to heavy-handed for 657128’s personality, who required more finesse and a gentler touch. As it was, Renée had enough on her plate.

Corrine reviews the pages again. Something among the careful scribed letters and flowy font has Mr. Matthews spooked. A thin layer of sweat shines on his forehead in the cloudy gray light of the midmorning, and he’s yet to meet Corrine’s eyes for longer than a fleeting half-second. Matthews is a hummingbird without a flower, desperate for a source of energy, a release from his apparent distress, before he collapses and dies of exhaustion.

“And what seems to be the problem, Mr. Matthews?” Corrine sets the papers down on her desk, the rustling overpowering the steady tick tick tick of the clock, counting down the waning moments of her patience. Patience—a virtue when Corrine needs it to be. A vice, when she doesn’t.

Badge 1217 is causing a ruckus again, and the senior handlers are getting impatient. Perhaps it’s time for his contract to be…modified. Or perhaps she can find a new use for him.

“I see nothing out of the ordinary on this form.”

“Yes, yes,” the hummingbird man agrees, “of course, but you see,” and here he pauses to dab the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, the edges fraying, a string of blue hanging from one corner, “the girl insisted her birth year was…earlier than is normal.” His lack of elaboration pricks at Corrine’s patience. Digging for information is not her strong suit, nor her hobby. Having the information, on the other hand, properly put together and presented to her to do with what she pleases, is much more her speed.

“Go on.” Matthews is overly nervous, not uncharacteristically so, but something in the way his nervousness presents, as something closer to paranoia than anxiety, has Corrine intrigued.

“She insists her birth year is, well, is 1880,” the man says. Again he dabs his forehead, in vain, perhaps, because no handkerchief will be enough to slow the return of the sheen on his skin. Still he doesn’t look at Corrine, eyes darting around the room, in search of some other means of stimulation.

And while he scans the room like a frightened gazelle, the revelation stills Corrine like a tiger in the brush. 1880. Only a handful of individuals, to her knowledge, exist in the world that are that old, that have lived to see the events of the year, the rise of industrialization in America and all that came after it. Those individuals, of course, are the shapeshifters, far and few between according to public record, but much more numerous if her instincts are to be believed.

It’s the older ones that hide themselves away. They’ve seen more destruction of their kind than those who came after them. History is doomed to be forgotten, lest the elders teach the youngsters their past. And they always do, don’t they? She can’t rely on age to wash away agreements and contracts and promises. Unfortunate, really.

For humanity, at least.

“And her species?”

Matthews, remembering she’s there, shakes his head incredulously. His forehead creases, glasses threatening to slip off the tip of his nose; he looks more like her senior year science teacher than he does a man who collects the information of the damned, the white rabbit heralding their arrival in a land of madness; the ferryman, leading them across the white river to their new reality. “Human.”

One word, and the breath is pressed from Corrine’s lungs. Human. Born in 1880, but human. “Impossible.”

“Thora confirmed,” Matthews stutters, “there were no Marks on her. No evidence she’s anything but human.”

By all rights, nothing about this makes an ounce of sense. A girl born in 1880, yet UnMarked and promising she’s human, all confirmed by Handler Thora, whose expertise on this matters is immeasurably invaluable to the company. Everything about it feels forbidden and enticing, a fruit on the Tree that will bring heavenly fire down on her yet worth it all the same. The gears begin turning in Corrine’s head. But none of it will matter if she isn’t of age.

“Is she eighteen?”

Matthews, to his credit, looks surprised for a moment, pausing from wiping his brow for the umpteenth time to finally look Corrine in the eye and gage the weight of the question. His mouth opens, the closes, then opens again, soundlessly, until he at last answers, “Yes.” Not once, Corrine realizes, has the man addressed her properly. This time, she’s willing to let it slide. After all, he’s provided her with such important information, a tantalizing piece of bait she can hook the right fish with if she uses it well enough.

She leans back in her chair, a low shriek drowning the clock yet again. “Then we never speak of this again. So long as the girl is eighteen and human and UnMarked, as you say she is, we can have our claim to her. I take it Thora has her on the drip?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Yes, she can forgive ever other instance of improper address, or lack thereof.

“Good. Rest easy then, Jefferson. I will take it from here.”

The man’s face pales with relief. He hurriedly collects his things, nearly forgetting to leave the remainder of the new trainee’s paperwork with Corrine, and departs the office as quickly as he came in.

#upon the heads of sunflowers #uthos #657128/sarah #bbu #box boy universe #box boy au #pet whump #dehumanization cw #implied kidnapping cw #mention of physical discipline #discussion of memory wiping #memory wipe cw

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S3A - E4

Alrighty, here we go. Maybe I’ll get a little less fired up this time.

Be Kind, Read More’s (I’m bad at puns or jokes.)

Thoughts:

So, I get that they’re trying to amp up Scott becoming an Alpha or whatever, but I just really hate the concept of dogs needing to know “who the alpha is.” It’s a really harmful myth that leads to a lot of frustration for owners and a lot of fear for their dogs. I actually recommend anyone with a dog, or thinking of getting a dog to look at this video to understand how huge a myth that whole Dominance thing is. He explains it better than I ever could. That also doesn’t work in the show, since we know that all werewolves have sway over dogs. Derek does it like a fucking pro in S1 (Yeah, he scares the dogs, but it’s entirely controlled. The dog didn’t freak until he wanted it to.)

Woooow, Scott actually working at his job? That’s new!

Deaton, mistletoe is poisonous to anyone. Wtf are you on about “to the dog, and you too.” literally everyone is poisoned by mistletoe.

Is this a reference to a movie or something? IT’s so fucking creepy and gross, him sticking his hand under the dumpster and getting bit. And what’s with the whispering??? JENNIFER did you bite someone? WTF? Also, he literally can’t get any closer, dumbass. He’s on his knees right up against the dumpster.

I hate this woman. This show I think has a lot of issues with actual foreshadowing and making villains appear earlier in the show. Like, they knew Jennifer was going to be the villain. So what was all this extra shit? All the random clips of her grading papers and getting spooked walking down the halls of the school. She’s literally committing murder every single night and is far scarier than even werewolves, even without the extra powers. Showing us this stuff directly contradicts her being the villain. I can’t tell if they thought we as an audience were too smart and we’d figure out she was the villain, so they had to cover their tracks extra hard bc we all know that plot twists should only ever happen when it makes no sense, or if they thought we were too dumb to notice that they didn’t put any effort into her character until she starts being actively creepy.

I hate this. I hate all of it. I’m disgusted and nauseous just fucking watching this, knowing that Derek isn’t fucking choosing to do any of this. He’s literally under a spell that’s making him worry about her, because she wants an Alpha guard dog.

I’m also gonna point out that since the show hadn’t told us that Derek was being controlled yet, they were trying to show Derek being interested in Jennifer and trying to make Jennifer someone Derek would be interested in. In order to do that, they made her jumpy, suspicious, anxious, and over-talkative. And crazy smart. With brown hair. Just saying.

The Crucible? Dude, you started the class on The Heart of Darkness literally last Wednesday. Chapters 1-3 weren’t due till last Friday. Why can’t this show fucking make up its mind?

Aannnnd here we go. Love watching Scott laugh about something that he knows Stiles is absolutely terrified by, seeing as Heather DIED. God, if you want Scott to look funny, can you not make him make jokes about something that’s getting people killed and traumatizing his best friend? Jesus.

I...I feel the need to point out that Stiles jumped exactly the same way Jennifer did like two seconds ago....just saying.

Honestly, I like that this Danny did this, not just to fuck with Stiles (in a non-sexy way) but also to try and subtly point out that he can hear them talking about virgin sacrifices. Maybe keep it down boys?

As much as I hate this shaky camera, slow-mo to fast-mo stuff, it’s still so much better than the CGI/Green Screen. Just, so much.

Boys, stop sticking your tongues out while running, you’re gonna bite them off and that shit doesn’t grow back. Also, I wanna give Isaac props here for managing to keep up with Alphas. Speedy Boi. AND, did you notice the look on his face before he ran after them? TOTALLY different from the look on his face before he attacked Cora in the woods. Not play time, kill time.

Those are...those are also not wolf sounds. At least I know Cora wasn’t a sexist thing? Seriously, wolves sound terrifying enough on their own, no need to add in the lion--wait didn’t I read that they don’t use lions roars most of the time, they use tigers instead? Whatever. NO need for the cat noises. I get it for the actual roaring stuff, but the snarls can be wolfy, can’t they?

How long did they have to stand there waiting for the cops to arrive? THe whole class is just standing around in a crowd? You know, I’d believe it, honestly I don’t think Finstock would think to make them go back to the school. He’s not great at the adulting thing.

How--How did Kyle’s girlfriend know? She’s not on the track team, is she?

I hate this whole “He’s got a point” thing. Stiles admitted that he agreed the Alphas were connected somehow but his reasoning is perfectly sound. Are you seriously telling me that Scott didn’t talk to Deaton about this? We can assume he did, because it’s Scott and he tells Deaton Everything. But that means Deaton DIDN’T tell him what he knew, openly lying to him. And none of that should matter anyway, because Stiles is Scott’s best friend. It is not too much to ask for him to just believe Stiles. In fact, it’s pretty fucking basic friendship stuff.

ALSO I hate that Isaac appears to give zero fucks about Erica. “They killed that kid, they killed the girl that saved me” But no mention of Erica? Or of how they imprisoned erica and boyd for four months? No mention of his own pack members? Seriously?

Hi cora. Hi derek. I really really wish you were going to be a reprieve from the bullshit of the rest of the episode so far, but instead you’re going to break my heart by refusing to give me even the slightest hint at Derek and Cora giving any kind of fucks about each other and finding out that the sibling they thought was dead is not dead. Nothing. We get absolutely Nothing. I don’t even get to see where the FUCK Cora got the exercise clothes from? Did they go shopping? did they go find her bag of clothes that got left in a building somewhere when she was taken? Huh? SOMETHING?

I’m just so...disappointed, and it’s definitely not directed at Derek.

Also, Derek, your alarm sucks ass if it only tells you that someone’s at your place once they’re outside the door.

I’m gonna be honest, Derek does need to work on his ranged combat. He’s all about the up close and personal, our boy needs a quarterstaff or something. Maybe a bat?

Sup duke? I hate your guts.

Sup Harris? I hate your guts too.

I don’t--I don’t even wanna talk about this scene with the twins. I just...what the absolute fuck? Those kids need so much therapy. I just feel ill. Also stop with the making werewolves masochists for some reason! Stop it! It’s boring and dumb!

I literally refuse to believe any of that had plot relevance. I think the twins are just being assholes for the fun of it. That is so convoluted in so many ways.

Other than the really really overdone British villain trope thing, I literally have nothing to say about this scene. Other than, you know, the part where Derek outright refuses to kill his pack even with a fucking PIPE through his CHEST, yet somehow we’re meant to believe that he wanted to kill them on the full moon even when he had no proof that they’d hurt anyone? Love that logic. Yah. Uh huh. Side note: why do I even like this show? Side Side note: It’s cus’ Derek and Stiles and Cora and Isaac and Boyd and Erica and Lydia are all fucking awesome. Honestly, Allison too. And Danny. And Jackson. And Kira when she comes in. Even Malia has potential

Isaac, honey, you have claustrophobia and that’s a legitimate medical concern that Harris would need to make adjustments for.

HI BOYD. I MISSED YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD. Thanks for stabbing me in the heart with that friend comment. My everything hurts now. I love you. Also, bye, cus’ you don’t come back for the entire rest of the episode. awesome.

Is it even remotely okay for the school to make students handle chemicals and fuck with the janitor’s stuff/do custodial work? Like, detention is detention and the school/Harris has no business using the students for free labor.

Fucking pathetic. I hate this stupid Alpha command thing. I hate this whole plotline and no I’m NOT going to stop complaining about it any time soon. It’s stupid as fuck.

Stiles how do you expect Lydia to know about this shit when no one fucking talks to her except you??? SEE? YOU SEE? THAT is how you use humor in a tense situation!

Lydia, Stiles is human.

Please stop with the sexual tension, it’s pissing me off. Allison fired over a dozen arrows into Erica and Boyd, then help her grandfather kidnap and torture them and sliced Isaac to ribbons. I’m not done being mad at her, and Isaac Damn Well shouldn’t be either.

Okay WHAT? Since when is English the last class of the day? It was their first class an episode ago! What the fuck are you talking about? and WHY are you writing “Great Expectations” on the board!!???? Even if The Crucible was for a different class you’re STILL ON HEART OF DARKNESS.

I just-I get that they’re teenagers, but that’s seriously the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen and even though Allison’s still pretty high on my shit list at the mo, she’s way too smart not to know that this is stupid as fuck. Just because the Alphas are being stupid doesn’t mean you PISS THEM OFF. Nothing you just did HELPED at ALL. You didn’t Hinder them or Weaken them or ANYTHING. You just played a stupid ass prank???

So...Stiles has a free period in the last period of the day? When no one else does? Yet somehow he’s in all their classes AND we SAW him AND LYDIA in Scott and Allison’s English class? ALSO the twins are Miraculously now in the English class as well, even though they weren’t there on the FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL??? WHat the FUCK This is a show about HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS and you can’t be fucked to actually get their stupid fucking Schedule right? The same with the full moon. The two things that should always be consistent are the FULL MOONS for the WEREWOLVES and the SCHOOL SCHEDULE for the STUDENTS. You spend hours of episode planning time on making outfits and references to horror movies, but you can’t get A SIMPLE FUCKING TIMELINE right?

I know Stiles hasn’t talked to Deaton all that much so far in the show, but this is a really weirdly long introduction to him asking Deaton for info, when I honestly expected him to just push in and say, “HEY, so how about those human sacrifices, huh? You keeping something from us again?”

I hate them cutting up these scenes so much. Derek’s effectively been pinned to the ground for an entire school day at this point.

Actually, this little speech of Duke’s is where I got a huge headcanon for the show about how truly monstrous Duke and the rest of the Alphas are. He says he didn’t know that killing your own Beta adds their power to yours. But, shouldn’t that be like a really well known thing in this werewolf world of horrific murders and “Rite of passage, into his pack” mentality that the show seems insistent on showing us? Instead, I think that Duke is actually like he says he is. The Demon Wolf. He’s a fucking demon and all werewolves know it, because he and his pack are disgusting and twisted enough to kill their own pack. I firmly believe, beyond all reason because fuck this show, that Alphas have a biological imperative to protect their pack, to keep them safe and happy and provide for them. That the reason no Alphas really knew about what happens when you kill your own Beta is because no one ever would. It’s the most taboo, horrific thing a werewolf can do, harming their own pack. Their own family.

STOP TOUCHING PEOPLE’s FACES. ESPECIALLY DEREK’S.

I love Derek’s line so much. “You’re a fanatic.” Like. Yes. Completely shutting him down. That was so good.

Also, Duke. you literally just said “You’ll get to know me.” and now you’re mad because “Know me? You’ve never seen anything like me.” I wish someone would just pick him up by the scruff and toss him out a window.

What’s with the sudden lightning? and why is the thunder happening at the same time?

I have literally had the fifteen minute rule held over my head so many times. We once got locked outside our orchestra room for fifteen-minutes and one of the secretaries from the front office had to let us in, and then they had to send us a sub teacher because ours was sick but even though she called in, they’d hadn’t bothered to call the sub yet. the fifteen minute rule doesn’t exist, and I wish so fucking badly that it did. PLUS. I thought School was OVER????

Stiles, you should know better. The Celts were accused of human sacrifice by the Romans, who were trying to demonize them and take over their land. (which is pointless, since the Romans participated in tons of human sacrifice, even if they didn’t explicitly call it that. Anybody heard of the fucking Colosseum?) Plus, there isn’t any actual evidence that isn’t from extremely biased Latin texts that indicates the Celts performing human sacrifices as religious rites. You’re right though, cus’ the show does pull a lot from the concept of Celtic Druids. It just does it horrifically badly and completely misconstrues them by using the modern myth of the druids rather than the historical reality of them. I was a classics major, with an obsession on Druidic practices. Fight me about it.

Thank you Stiles, for calling Deaton out. Also, what does Deaton mean ten years? He was the Hale emissary six years ago. Jesus christ, this isn’t hard.

I hate to say it, but that is correct, Deaton. Druids were philosphers and scholars. That’s because Druid was a SOCIAL CLASS not a JOB. They didn’t believe they were “keeping the world in balance’ but they believed the world was MADE UP of balances. The Celts didn’t believe in letting people die for the sake of “maintaining the balance.” Their social structure was based on equality between the sexes and community ownership (a bit like socialism, it’s actually why the Romans hated them so much, they represented the exact opposite of Roman Ideals of hierarchy and private ownership with the male head of family in charge) But I digress. My bad.

Cue the dropbox ad

So what’s with the chanting? There wasn’t chanting when Heather was taken? Or Emily? Is the method of abduction supposed to be different for every group?

Ooooh, Dell school computers. Did they lose their Mac contract?

Oh Look! It’s the consequences of your actions!

They have so much time to react and do something to keep the boys from merging while they’re busy taking their dumb shirts off.

For the record, Druid is not the gaelic word for “wise oak”. It’s generally accepted to mean “oaken knowledge” or, less literally, “the one whose knowledge is great” (since oak was considered to signify greatness). But those are just semantics and I’m not as bothered by it. I’m MORE bothered by the use of the word “Darach” which does NOT mean Dark oak. “ach” is an Irish suffix meaning “Belonging to” and Darach is an NAME, as in like Emily or Janice, it’s a Name not a title. One that means “belonging to the oak” (actually, it’s masculine, so it would mean “Son of oak”). Scottish Gaelic and Irish are still real languages and you mistranslating things and taking words from their already incredibly oppressed and abused culture is really fucking annoying. So, uh. yeah. Listen, this is one of my few areas where I know anything so I had to complain about it. I get that it’s just a show. I really do. But it’s my post, so meh. Also, you bet your ass I have opinions on the concept of a Nemeton as well. But that’s not for now.

I find it kinda hilarious that none of the names on those papers had last names. Tom. Terry. Tim P. almost has a last name.

and now we break my fucking heart. Actually, first I wanna give this show some props for once. The music they use for this season is very drum based, very repetitive, and it really helps with the ritualistic vibe they seem to be going for. The chanting, etc. I worry about what they pulled that stuff from, cus’ if it’s from actual religions that’s fucking dicey, but the atmosphere is good.

NOW we break my fucking heart. Fucking fuck. It hurts, especially knowing that Isaac already had one flashback today. And then they have to go and add anger to my turmoil by having him go to SCOTT. Fuck scott. I fucking hate this.

Bye Harris. No, wait, I have questions. So Harris helped Jennifer somehow. By...what, helping her fake her identity? Was he her reference for getting the job at the school? Or did he help her with the killings, by finding her students/teachers who fit the bill? When he says “They’ll figure you out” is he talking about the cops or the wolves? Does he know about the supernatural? If he does, does that mean that he knew who Kate was when she found him in that bar? Bye Harris.

Last Thoughts: I’ll give this episode props. It had sunlight in it. Uh...I honestly can’t think of anything else I enjoyed. This shit, this shit is why people write fanfiction. These mistakes with the timeline and the schedule and the character’s whose personalities flip back and forth at random? The refusal to acknowledge trauma and deal with it appropriately? I honestly don’t even know how to feel about the show selling this Derek/Jennifer romance to us and then revealing at the end that he was under a literal spell the whole time. That he had sex with her while under the influence of her magic. That these oh so brief moments where we actually get to see Derek smiling and joking and see a hint at his personality and his intelligence and maybe even his past, they’re all forced on him. It’s all a trick. He has sex with her while he’s incapable of giving consent. It’s fucking rape, shown on-screen. And the show portrayed this as romantic, for the sake of their stupid fucking plot twist. We were encouraged to like this relationship because we didn’t know he was being Controlled. Ugh. Bleh. Plus there’s the whole thing where once again Stiles is being ignored and Lydia has no clue what’s going on, and Deaton is hiding things from everyone and Boyd is barely a character. And Allison’s behavior is never dealt with, and Scott is just...Scott. This is why I make changes.

#personal #rape: tw #anti-scott mccall #TeenWolf-Rewatch

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Call Me Yours (Pt. 2)

(Ot7 x Reader) (Hybrid Au!) (Blind! Reader)

(Dance to this Sequel)

Summary: You never would have imagined that more love was hidden right next door, just over your garden fence.

Pairings: (Human! Hoseok) x (Human! reader) x (Wolf hybrid! Namjoon) x (Dog hybrid! Seokjin) x (Cat hybrid! Yoongi) x (Tiger hybrid! Taehyung) x (Bunny hybrid! Jungkook) x (Cat hybrid! Jimin)

Tags: established relationship, Polyamory, gratuitous fluff,

w/c: 5.0k

- When Jin’s growl ripples through the garden everyone freezes.

- Jungkook goes startlingly still, his brown eyes wide and glassy, his ears flopping down in a second, whimpering a small and pathetic sound when faced with an unfamiliar predator type hybrid.

- “Kooky!” Hoseok scolds, his hand goes on your shoulder too where you stumble, but Seokjin pulls you away protectively against his chest- more hands on you that you don’t recognize will just make you more afraid.

- Jungkook looks up at Seokjin, fear making his scent all murky. Lower lip pouting and shaking in the oncoming wake of what can only be tears. A low hiss sounds from Jimin that Yoongi answers with one of his own.

- “Don’t growl- it’s not his fault!” you say a hand on Seokjin’s arm. He snaps out of his protective instincts after a second shaking his head, nuzzles into your shoulder, your scent twanged a little sour with fear quickly dissipating adrenaline. He establishes that you’re okay, hands running down either of your arms, nose pressed to your pulse evening out, before carefully placing your hand on the arm of the nearest chair, which you take.

- “Oh my god I’m so sorry- he just didn’t-” Hoseok is flushing embarrassed, biting his lip as he tries to catch your eyes and make eye contact. “I-I’m-” Kooky stutters and stiffens. Hoseok sets a hand on Kookie’s arm as a form of comfort. There are tears dancing at the edge of his waterline.

- Kookie is so sensitive, and always has been since Jungkook and he were kids. He hates being scolded in the slightest and Hoseok needs to dissipate his worries or else he’ll have a lap full of soggy bunny to comfort. When he really wants to be making a good impression on his cute neighbor who was almost just bowled over by said over-excitable bunny.

- Not that Hoseok would really ever mind comforting Jungkook, it’s not the first time Jungkook’s roller-coaster nature had nearly resulted in harm to another person. Hoseok’s words rush over each other in apology, “He just gets a little over excited sometimes- and-”

- “It’s not his fault, he didn’t know” you seem to dance around it for a second, mildly frustrated before you just spill it, huffing back in your chair, your face in your hands combing back your hair.

- “I’m just- I’m blind! It’s not Jungkook’s fault- I didn’t know he was coming over and Seokjin just reacted instinctively. Seokjin is my seeing-eye hybrid technically- he was just doing his job making sure Jungkook didn’t knock me over.”

-Hoseok seems to stiffen at your words. Because honestly- he hadn’t noticed at all- fuck, how had he missed it? Was he making you uncomfortable? But, you’d even extended your hand to meet his and everything? Idiot Hoseok chides himself in his brain, people can be partially blind. He feels impolite and rude in the worst way. Now that he takes a look at your eyes, he can see the cloudiness in them especially when the light hits a certain way.

- Seokjin reappears at the door, holding more cookies- carrot shaped ginger snaps from where? No one knew- probably from his secret stash of sweets. Maybe he would get more into baking one of these days. He deposits the plate on the table in front of Jungkook, the best kind of apology that Seokjin is capable of. the bunnies ears perk up when he sniffs at the ginger, eyes getting wider.

- The bunny shrinks a little more into his seat. “Sorry for growling at you.” Jungkook peers out at Seokjin from under impossibly long lashes. “s’okay, was my fault anyway.” he nudges the plate further towards Jungkook, “eat them,”

- You extend your hands to where you can hear Jungkook shifting nervously from foot to foot, and surprisingly he leans his head down so that you can touch at his head, his soft ears tickling at your fingers in equally as soft and fluffy hair.

- You tell Jungkook this, and he makes a happy noise in response. All threat of tears dissipated. “I’m sorry I startled you Noona” he apologizes, . “it’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it at all.” Jungkook crunches happily glad to be forgiven.

- “Jungkook do you want to taste some of my sugar snap pea’s?” Namjoon calls from between the raised garden beds, Jungkook happily sniffles, eyes going wide and not tear filled like they had been with the threat of being scolded.

“Yes hyung!” he shouts back, and thumps off of the deck, his miss matched thumping telling you that he’d quite literally hopped to Namjoon’s side. Hoseok is thankful that Jungkook’s emotional refractory period is non-existent. He doesn’t look like he was close to tears moments ago at all.

- “Would you mind pouring me a glass of lemonade?” you ask Hoseok quietly, he obliges, and Seokjin returns from whatever he was doing when he retreated back to the kitchen, sitting down on the other side of you, casually intertwining his hand with yours.

- He’s noticeably a little bit more subdued than he’d usually be around strangers. You know he doesn’t really like growling at people, it’s not often that his baser nature overtakes his well-taught show hybrid schooling that was drilled into him so much as a child. You figure he must feel at least little guilty for growling at Jungkook.

- You run your finger along the side of his thumb and he does it in return. it’s your own little language, the one you’ve mastered after so many years of being together, and you know he’s okay. Even after all this time. Having Seokjin sit next to you, his shoulder close enough that you can feel his warmth, his whole presence is such a comfort. His fingers lacing in yours so familiar that it steadies you.

- In the garden, Namjoon avidly chats to Jungkook about his garden, the bunny hybrid nodding along with every word, his ears flopping cutely this way and that brushing them out of his face when he asks questions. A backdrop as you and Hoseok dance around each other- making small talk.

- “So how long have you had hybrids?” Hoseok asks. a little bit of a polite way to ask how long you’ve been blind. Though you’re not surprised, everyone wants to know the why’s and hows of it and at one point they all end up asking.

- “Edging on Three years for Seokjin, 2 years for Namjoon, and almost one for Yoongi. How long have you had Jungkook and Jimin?”

- “I’ve had Jungkook since I was little- I was a nervous kid and my parents got him for me as a companion, I adopted Jimin a few months ago from a facility along with Taehyung.”

- “Oh! I didn’t realize you had a third hybrid! Will he be joining us today?”

- “Uhm- probably not,” Hoseok admits, trying not to be awkward but failing miserably, though you do nod understandingly. “He’s a little too shy still, I adopted him from the same place where I got Jimin from but he’d only been there a little while- they were going out of business and where going to euthanize both of them,” he says the last few words a little slowly.

- Hoseok has always been a little unable to resist from spilling his secrets to near strangers. But something tells him that you won’t be judgmental of his overly trusting nature. You nod along with his words, lips quirking to the side in displeasure when he mention’s euthanization. Seokjin too, grits his teeth at the mention of it, shaking his head glancing at Jimin.

- Said hybrid is now sitting on the steps, back to licking at his palms and inspecting his nails. Yoongi glares at him from the high corner of the deck, making not a single move to introduce himself to any of them. His ears twitch- but Jimin offers no words, or adverse emotion or even acknowledgment at Hoseok’s open explanation of his past.

- Seokjin suspects he might be a little bit quiet for that reason, but can’t puzzle on it enough to figure it out just yet. “They said they both had too many attitude issues to be adopted, but I don’t mind them at all. Even if Jimin is a little bratty.”

- Jimin does react to this, chirping in agreement, and somehow managing to look proud at the statement, flashing Hoseok a smile that makes his human owner huff a loving laugh and roll his eyes. “And Taehyung can get a little clingy especially after he’s been left alone for too long- but I work, so Jungkook and Jimin keep him company.”

- “Seokjin was an adoptee too- we both found Namjoon on a walk on Christmas the year after, and then last summer Yoongi was ripping through our bins.”

- “Seokjin Damn near accosted me and shoved fish down my throat” Yoongi grumbles. Seokjin growls playfully at him. “bullshit you licked the plate and ate 6 helpings!” you laugh, squeezing Seokjin’s hand.

- “Does it ever feel-“ Hoseok searches for the word, but you find it before he does, “loud? With all their different personalities? Yes, and I love it!”

- Hoseok smiles at you wide and huffing a silent laugh, shifting in his seat and playing with his fingers, scooting his chair a little closer, his foot nudges yours under the table accidentally and then darts away. “Oh thank god! I thought I would never get used to it!”

- You and Hoseok chat idly, talking about your work, Hoseok also does a good job of including Seokjin in conversation and Seokjin feels his reservations melting away. Especially when Hoseok laughs harder than you do at his puns and asks Seokjin countless questions about his YouTube channel. Which he seems genuinely interested and impressed by if the compliments he gives Seokjin are anything to go by.

- Charming, Seokjin realizes, Hoseok is extremely charming.

- Enough so that he even has Seokjin blushing at times. He’s a little prone to rant a little, to talk too fast, but he asks questions and shows genuine interest in what you’re saying. His curly brown hair falls into his eyes, he smiles, and Seokjin internally rolls his eyes at his rapidly beating heart. Of course, he would have dimples too and an adorable heart-shaped smile.

- Jungkook jumps over to Hoseok again, a little more carefully this time sending a shy glance in your direction. Without thinking about it Hoseok reaches up and scratches Jungkook’s ears, humming as the younger takes a handful of cookies and then shoves them in his mouth. “One cookie at a time Jungkook,” Hoseok scolds with a smile, but Jungkook doesn’t take it seriously.

- At the foot of the stairs, Namjoon moves to introduce himself to Jimin, who blushes furiously when Namjoon presses a kiss to his hand in greeting. Not all that abnormal, but Yoongi whines.

- Namjoon is quick to press a kiss to Yoongi’s cheek as well, the supplication sweeter than the lemonade. Before he leans his head against the banister and asks Jimin about something. The cat hybrids spotted ears pressed back against his wavy blonde hair, pouting and looking at his feet, the blush on his cheeks never falling under the delicate scrutiny that is Namjoon’s attention.

- Seokjin knows how that attention feels, and has been in Jimin’s place often enough, and Seokjin cannot blame him. Namjoon grins, you little flirt Seokjin wants to laugh at him. Trust Namjoon’s genuine cuteness to unseat Jimin’s confidence and make the calico shy.

- Jungkook nuzzles into Hoseok’s hands for more ear scratches, the universal currency in hybrid affection. “Want Tae-tae here Hobi,” he says through a mouthful of cookies, nuzzling into Hoseok’s hand. It’s cute with how large he is and how small Hoseok seems, especially when kooky lines himself up along Hoseok’s side. “Want to show him Namjoon’s garden, introduce him to Y/n-Noona, and drink Seokjin’s yummy lemonade with him.”

- “I know bunny, he’ll come when he’s ready” if he’s ever ready, Hoseok sighs internally, hoping beyond hope that one of these day’s he’ll be able to get through to his other hybrid. He looks abashed at that even as Jungkook hops back to Namjoon, who moved on to fuss with some of his beans, content to let Jungkook flit away for a minute before his concentration returns to Namjoon.

- Hoseok looks down at the table and sighs, scratching along his chin; “is there something wrong, do you need to get back?” you ask too quick, there is something in your tone regretful- you don’t want them all to leave just yet and neithe,r Seokjin realizes, does he.

- Hoseok shakes his head, “No, he can handle a little time on his own, it’s good for him.” in reality, he knows Taehyung is probably pacing in the kitchen or maybe in the long hallway or maybe along the line of the fence, he tends to do that when Hoseok leaves for any period of time.

- “Tae- He’s just, he’s not adjusting well.” You lean forward and grab a cookie, “tell me about him, I have a lot of experience with hybrids.”

- “He’s not quite as verbal as Jimin or Jungkook, he didn’t talk until the second week I had him. He’s just so shy.” Hoseok shifts, then talks faster as the memories come back “Actually you’re right, I should ask you- the people at the adoption agency said his behavior would be more along the line of a dogs than a cats- he’s so different from Jimin, and since I’ve never had a dog hybrid it would be nice to pick your brain about it.”

- “Oh okay, definitely!” you say shifting in your seat, sending a glance at Seokjin, he watches Jimin and Yoongi’s little dance around each other. Yoongi is now sitting on the steps instead of standing above them, his tail flicking back and forth. No longer puffed up. Watching Jimin who unsurprisingly has returned to his grooming rituals. Seokjin sees him move a little closer.

- “Dog hybrids aren’t that much different than any sort of hybrid- they’re usually just a little needy,” Seokjin rolls his eyes at this, but nuzzles into you, pressing a kiss to the ball of your shoulder- because damn right- he is needy, your smile stretches a little “they also really like praise-”

- “Tae-tae!” Jungkook shouts, making to bound over to the corner of your house before he pauses, his ears twitching up. The face that had been peaking darts back behind the corner of your house at the shout of his name. But there is a tail, ringed and bright orange, lying on the ground, it’s end flicking before a hand manually pulls it back.

- A moment of silence, and then there is an ear poking around the corner shyly, and a golden eye half hidden behind the wall. Hoseok straightens, surprised that he’s even here. For a second no one moves.

- “Hey Tae,” you say, standing up towards the corner. “I’m Y/n, Hoseok told me so much about you, it’s so nice to meet you” you make your voice low and honeyed and his body comes a little further from around the corner. Wide shoulders hunched to make him look as small as possible, Eyes flicking worried to Namjoon, who’s the closest to him.

- Jungkook bounds over to Namjoon and launches into a complicated discussion about the height you should plant peas and when, sending furtive glances at Taehyung, but happy to distract Namjoon if it makes him feel more comfortable. Namjoon understands and gives Taehyung space. Though he can’t resist eyeing his bright orange ears nestled in his rusty hair, the cute little white spots on the back of each ear, and the thick ringed tail- so different and a fair bit longer than both Jimin’s or Yoongi’s

- Taehyung’s eyes still flicker from Seokjin to Yoongi, watching quietly, anxiously flicking from hybrid to hybrid.The anxiety immediately doubles when Seokjin stands up- a tall hybrid, he can see Tae eye his ears and his tail and shrink a little more. “We have some lemonade and some cookies too- they’re little sugar and caramel fish ones- though I think I have some lemon bars in the freezer if you’d like them too” Seokjin soothes but receives no noise in agreement as the hybrid steps from around the corner, he decides to go get the lemon bars anyway.

- He hovers awkwardly, His hands in the pockets of his baggy green sweatshirt, even as Jimin sidles up to him and rubs his face against his shoulder, purring a little and scent marking him before he goes back to Yoongi on the stairs.

- He doesn’t stop at the bottom step instead of climbing to the top. Closing the last few feet of distance and aligning his shoulder with Yoongi’s making the other give a surprised chirp. Yoongi does not make to move away. Sitting so close to each other, not talking but still, their tails collide at times when they flick at each other. Neither of them is looking at each other and no one is looking at them- only at Taehyung and you.

- You hold your hand out over the banister. Hoseok watches in awe as the tiger hybrid slowly walks forward and tilts his head into your hand, shivering and jumping as your fingers slowly thumb against a curved bristly ear, flinching when you scratch a little harder and then leaning into your hand when he discovers how good it feels.

- The low purr is deep, half between a canine whine and rippling like a growl Half between a noise you’d hear from Namjoon or Seokjin than what you’d come to expect from Yoongi, but undeniably a happy noise.

- The noise that doubles, his golden eyes looking up at you wide and positively love-struck when you say, “that’s a good boy.” Voice low and sweet, His cheeks are so flushed, bright red, and Hoseok can’t help but be a tiny bit stunned at how easily you’ve charmed his hybrid. Tail swaying happily.

- Eventually, you manage to coax Taehyung onto the deck with the promise of cookies and lemon bars. Pausing on the stairs to stare strangely at Yoongi for only a moment, cheeks pinking further.

- He takes the chair on Hoseok’s other side, whining when your hand leaves his ears- but it’s a little uncomfortable to stretch your hand up so high- you can tell that Taehyung is massive, you’d expect it from one of his species, unlike the small domestic breeds like Jimin and Yoongi. Your hand starts to ache even when he keeps his head down. So he slides to the floor next to you, not shy about leaning his face on your lap and folding his arms over your thighs.

- Seokjin laughs when he comes back, and finds both you and Hoseok with wide eyes, a lap full of tiger hybrid Taehyung’s shoulders tipped across you thighs and his arms around your waist, he takes your hand and forcefully puts it on his head.

- Hoseok watches with awe as he warms up to you so quickly. You’re a little surprised too, But not unhappy at this point it doesn’t surprise you-you’re a bit of a hybrid magnet. “Good boy” he mumbles, snuggling into your legs happily. The first words he’s spoken, his voice was far huskier than you’d expected, resonant and almost and silky soft. If Seokjin had thought his golden eyes where deep it is nothing compared to that voice.

“holy shit” Hoseok compliments, reaching over to scratch along Tae’s side, with his full nails the same way that you’re doing to Tae’s head. the strength of Tae’s full body purr makes him wiggle in your lap. your smile is a little cocky but mostly pleased, “Told you, he’s just a big needy softie!” Hoseok has never seen Taehyung warm up to someone this fast let alone speak that quickly.

- Seokjin tries to hide his smile but can’t, he gets it- there’s something about you that has always made you approachable for hybrids, and though Taehyung starts- and flinches back in fear when Seokjin reappears with the lemon bars. Seokjin is quick to make him relax with a hand curling in his thick bushy tail in hello.

- Tae tilts his head, cheek against your leggings as your hand brushes through the hair at the nape of his neck, those deep golden eyes looking up at Seokjin imploringly. Seokjin feeds him a lemon bar in response. And the purr he lets out makes your whole body vibrate.

- Hoseok watches the entire exchange with something glowing and soft and happy that even has Seokjin smiling, and playfully grabbing Taehyung tail when it glides in his direction.

- by the end of the night, Tae grabs Seokjin’s tail in response, making the older hybrid squeak in surprise, twining his hand through the shagginess and pulling his fingers through the tangles, and switching to nuzzle into Seokjin’s legs.

- “You know you can sit at the table right?” Seokjin prods with a smile. Tae shakes his head and switches back to your thigh. “Want Head rubs more” He supplies as an answer, “I know they feel so good right?” Taehyung nods, sleepily nuzzling into your hand, whining for more.

- Namjoon lets Jungkook try some of his fresh carrots. Washing the dirt off by the spigot. The bunny jumps 5 feet in the air when he tastes them, excitedly hopping in circles around Namjoon who chuckles delightedly. “Oh please! oh please can we grow some Hoseok? Can we please please grow some carrots!” Jungkook shouts happily.

- Jimin is nodding even before he’s done backing him up. Of course- Hoseok’s resolve is perilous under the pout, Jungkook bounds up and nuzzles into each and every person when Hoseok says yes. Even Yoongi- who squeaks when Jungkook buries his head in Yoongi’s shoulder. Shoves himself in-between Jimin and Yoongi-really an impressive feat given how close they’ve gotten.

- Over the course of the evening, Yoongi and Jimin have gone from hissing at each other to…whatever Jimin is doing to Yoongi now. You’d been so ensnared in conversation that you hadn’t noticed, but now, Yoongi’s low hum makes everyone turn.

- Yoongi is frozen, sitting rim rod straight pressed against the railing while Jimin sits half in his lap, loudly purring and rubbing his face all over Yoongi, grooming him, even licking at his hair and nibbling on his ear. Yoongi looks like he doesn’t know what to do at all have torn between pushing away the other cat hybrid or doing something else. The pink on his cheeks is enough to have Seokjin curious, eyes going hazy and then snapping back to slit pupils when he forces himself not to relax. eyes blinking slowly.

- It is definitely a change from their earlier position of hissing at each other.

- “It’s really lovely- everything here, I can see how much you love your hybrids and how comfortable they are with strangers because of it-“ Hoseok compliments, towards the end of the night when the sun has shifted behind the buildings, It’s no longer quite so warm with your backyard in shadow.

- You’re standing now, the threat of a goodbye no one really wants looming. Tae folded into Hoseok’s side chin resting on his shoulder, looking at you and Seokjin. You swathed under the warm expanse of his arm around your shoulders, a hand resting on Seokjin’s chest, your cheek rested alongside it.

- Namjoon darts in and out of the house to quickly clean up the cookies and now empty cups. While Jungkook eats the few that were left- never one to let a cookie go uneaten. “They’re so lovely, and I love them all so much- it’s hard not to give them everything they ask for.”

- Hoseok excuses him and his hybrids as it’s well past time for dinner, (Hoseok will probably order take out again for all of them- seeing as he doesn’t feel like struggling over a burner for a few hours right now- it wasn’t that he was a bad cook just that he wasn’t a patient one.)

- Taehyung especially doesn’t want to leave, pouting and looking at the floor, only moving after Namjoon promises that he and Jungkook can come over tomorrow to help Namjoon with the garden. “Really?” Jungkook asks, brown eyes wide and so so hopeful, his companion looks up at Namjoon with something 1 part adoration, 2 parts shy interest.

- They leave reluctantly, Taehyung glancing back at you and Seokjin, but Jimin lingers at Yoongi’s side. His pupils- once split up and down, are blown wide making the green in his eyes all but disappear, glassy. Yoongi’s are no different. Jimin gives one last lick at Yoongi’s neck. Before he winks and says, “see you later big boy” both a promise and a threat. He saunters away swaying his hips after his owner and the other hybrids.

- Seokjin and Namjoon start laughing almost the second the calico disappears around the corner of your house. Their laughter doubling when Yoongi tries to wipe the lick off and the other copious scenting that Jimin has done through the evening- his scent is absolutely drowned with Jimin’s burnt sugar sweetness.

- “Shut up!” Yoongi shrieks, slapping Jin on the arm, as the other folds the smaller on into his chest, rubbing on the cat’s shoulder so that some of Seokjin’s scent it restored. It barely makes a dent, “I didn’t say anything big boy” Seokjin teases.

- The three of your hybrids seem to sense the changing waters, all piling into your bed that night (Yoongi had only indulged in it sparingly before then) the cat hybrid scenting each of you before he goes to sleep, curling up against your side. Both you and Yoongi wrapped in Seokjin’s long arms while Namjoon fumbled around, half starfished at the end of the bed where he likes to curl up, guarding his pack against the threat of the door. But there is no threat looming. Even if the change does make Namjoon a little agitated.

- “Did you like them?” you ask your three hybrids when the lights are turned off. And everyone is enswathed in darkness. “I did,” Namjoon, says, “of course,” Seokjin tones, Yoongi just grumbles. Making everyone dissolve into giggles and chuckles. Laughter in the darkness pressed between warm sheets and soft pajamas.

- “Did you like them?” Namjoon asks back, the unintended meaning behind his words apparent to everyone in the room. You nod. Though they don’t need to look to know, every hybrid can hear your heart beating rapidly when you think of Hoseok.

- In the house next door, Hoseok’s bedroom is lit only with the light of the flat screen television on the wall opposite his bed. Jungkook is sprawled in his matching pink pajama set across Hoseok’s shins, snoring happily where he flopped. They’ve slept in the same bed since Jungkook was adopted so that’s nothing new. But now- Hoseok might need to get a bigger bed- A queen is hardly room enough for 4 people.

- What’s new is Hoseok’s lap occupied with Taehyung’s head, the rest of him curved to the side his head tilted to watch the TV, volume on low. His whole body relaxed into the sheets. Usually, Taehyung is wound like a string, ready to jump up and vacate the bed if he thinks Hoseok doesn’t want him there.

- Hobi has suffered through more than one numb leg just because he wanted to cuddle Taehyung and didn’t want to explain to the tiger hybrid that yes he still wanted Tae to be on his lap but if he could just move a little bit to the left then Hoseok’s whole right side might not be asleep.

- Hoseok’s hands lazily comb through Taehyung’s bangs, brushing them out of his eyes, fingers moving to push and prod at his shoulders. Jungkook’s ears twitching every time late night B rated action movie has a crash scene. Jimin is somewhere in the house, maybe taking a long bath, or drawing in the little reading nook downstairs although anything is possible this late at night.

- He’s always a little nocturnal- but Hoseok knows he’ll wake up with three hybrids in his bed regardless of where Jimin is when Hoseok goes to sleep. He’ll probably wake to Jimin’s hands on his back, massaging away any knots that didn’t disappear with sleep. Jungkook’s soft words at his ear as the younger tells him that his alarm went off.

- Jungkook knows he hates to wake up to his alarm, instead he prefers to leave it on it’s the lowest setting, Jungkook naturally wakes up with it no matter how low Hoseok puts his alarm- even if it was even on vibrate. Eventually, they realized it was just easier to have Jungkook wake Hoseok up for school, and then for college, and now for work. Since Jimin came to stay with Taehyung, the cat has added backrubs to Hoseok’s morning wake up routine.

- And Hoseok is so so thankful. Enough that more than once he has surged up and pressed kisses to both of their faces in thanks. Happy to start the day with them. Hoseok could get used to waking up like that.

- Taehyung could sleep through a freight train and is usually out as quickly as Jungkook (who can fall asleep in .2 of a second) but something must be bothering him. “Hey, Tae-ddy bear what’s up?” Hoseok hums, Tae’s eyes don’t stray from the TV as he sighs, teeth pinned to his lower lip. Hoseok gives him a minute to gather his words. “Do you think… do you think we’ll ever hang out with them again?”

- “Of course! Namjoon already invited you and Jungkook to help In the garden tomorrow. You’re going to see them when you wake up.” Reassured Tae snuggles further down into Hoseok’s lap, substantially comforted.

- Taehyung’s soft words are so low Hoseok almost can’t hear them over the action movie. “I hope they love us” the words make Hoseok’s hands shudder on their trail over Taehyung’s shoulders. He knows that Taehyung doesn’t have the best word use.

- His old owners never let him speak at all, and Hoseok knows that Taehyung doesn’t understand the difference between ‘love’ and ‘like’ that well yet. But when Hoseok looks out his side window. At the lights still lit in the house next to them. He knows that he’s this kind of guy, the kind that falls a little fast and a little hard and gets crushes at the drop of a hat. and he can’t help but think of the former word instead of the latter.

- “I hope so too.”

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lihikainanea · 4 years

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The idea of Tiger almost fainting during sex has me intrigued. What if she did faint? Not even necessarily during sex, but just in general. We know she’s not the best at taking care of herself and pushes herself constantly, so maybe she goes snowboarding with Valter and she never takes a break. So by the time the two of them get back, she’s exhausted and collapses. Good Dude Bill always seems so calm, despite his worries, but would Tiger actually losing consciousness change that?

Oh my god, I have so many scenarios for this.

First of all, when I teach self defence, usually we have the participants sign the classic waiver that basically says please don’t sue us if you get hurt–but then we also sort of try and delicately ask if they are currently dealing with any triggers, any PTSD from maybe an incident that happened in the past. I’ve taught self-defence in women’s shelters, in schools, basically everywhere and I always adapt my lessons to the women that I’m teaching, because sometimes it can be very triggering–especially if we’re dealing with grabs, from-behind attacks, the works. In any case, this one woman said she didn’t have triggers but that she would literally just like….faint. When she got spooked or surprised, she deadass fainted. So while we were working on grabs from behind, on an attacker physically trying to pin your arms and pick you up or drag you somewhere, even though this poor woman KNEW I was going to grab her and even gave her a countdown–she fainted in my arms. Every single time.

So like, what if tiger has something like that? I think she has a case of coulrophobia because clowns are fucked up, and Bill’s family probably has a few of those clown masks hanging around that they like to make fun of him with. Except tiger never really mentioned her intense fear of clowns to Bill’s family, because why would she, and then Valter suddenly pops up behind her wearing the clown mask, grabs her shoulders and boom–tiger wilts. Bill catches her because of course he does, swoops in right as she faints and lifts her up in his arms, giving Valter the death glare. He’ll have some choice words with his little bro as soon as tiger comes to, but for now he carts her off to the couch, goes to get a cold rag for her forehead.

But I also really like this idea that like…tiger really is just shit at taking care of herself. And often times, she will run on empty for so long that eventually her body just….gives out. And if Bill is home then he definitely tries to circumvent it, to stop it before it happens, but sometimes he just can’t. Sometimes there’s no reasoning with her. And how sweet/terriying is it–guh, maybe it’s a work thing, right? A huge project. And tiger is burning the tank on empty and then some–not sleeping, not eating right, her anxiety is dialled to 100 and all Bill can do is just try and be there for her, but despite his insistence and his concern she’s going full steam ahead. And it’s gone on for so long that maybe by the time the project launches, tiger is just this ball of full on anxiety, stress, malnutrition, the whole bit. And at a work function to celebrate the launch–hell even if it’s just a casual happy hour–tiger is having to do a lot of everything else she hates. Shmooze. Fake laugh. Talk to big wigs at the company. And Bill can see it, can see her mind finally shutting down and her body following suit. She’s a sickly pallor colour, her eyes are sunken in, and every time Bill reaches a soothing hand to rub her back, she’s clammy as hell. She’s a little wobbly and her eyelids are twitching, and she keeps pinching her nose between her fingers that way she does when she’s trying to fight something off–a migraine, a bout of nausea, whatever.

She wobbles to the bathroom at one point, it’s not discernible to anyone who doesn’t know her well but she leans heavily on the walls down the corridor and Bill follows her, pushes his way into the one stall with her as she falters.

“It’s okay kid, I’ve got you,” he wraps his arms around her waist tightly from behind.

“Bill–” she objects, but her knees are already giving out.

“You can do your thing tiger, I’ve got you,” he murmurs in her ear. Because at this point, there’s no use fighting it–it’s too late. This is happening, and it’s more about making sure she’s safe and okay when she comes to. And sure enough, as soon as he murmurs it to her–she just goes limp in his arms. Faints. Passes the fuck out. Bill sinks to the floor with her, boosting her legs up, wetting some paper towels for the back of her neck and just keeping her head on his lap. She’s never usually out for long, only a few minutes, and it’s like a reset for her body when she’s gone too far. She’ll wake up dizzy, unfocused, she might throw up. It’ll take her some time to be able to stand and even then, she’ll wobble. It’s fine, he’s already planning a way out from the work thing and the stern talking to can wait until tomorrow–when she’s had a proper night’s rest and a few good meals.

but ALSO–look, I warned you I had a lot of scenarios–also, I think tiger is shit at taking care of herself when she’s having a lot of fun. Listen man, our girl is scrappy, but her survival instincts are basically at zero when she’s surrounded by love and comfort and warmth because like…whatever, somebody else will handle it for her. If she’s gone too long without eating, Bill will point it out. If she’s not sleeping well, he’ll point that out too and help her fix it. Surely, one of the other bros will make a passing comment about how maybe she wants a vegetable–like an actual one–to go along with that humongous plate of French fries. Or about how aquavit is called water of life but how she should also maybe drink some actual water. Either way, listen, that Swedish fresh air in the mountains you know? Man, that shit is good. So maybe her and Valter do go snowboarding. And maybe it’s an awesome day and they’re at it for hours–from basically morning until late evening. And snowboarding is hard fucking work, man–from all the falling and getting up, and then when you actually do get the hang of it, basically every single muscle in your body is clenched and strained for the entire time that you’re upright. It’s a fucking workout.

So they’re having fun and Valter is a hoover so he’s basically stopping for food whenever he can–but it’s quick stops. A breakfast sammie on the way to the mountain. A few stops at the various hot dog carts on the way down the mountain, on his board. Some gatorade from one of the vending machines. And he just assumed tiger was doing the same, because she never mentioned she was hungry or thirsty. But it’s because tiger literally doesn’t feel any of those things when she’s having fun or when she’s competing–and right now, Valter has beaten her down the mountain 3 times out of 5 and tie your tuque on tighter blondie, that ain’t gonna fucking happen.

So the next time they’re at the top, tiger counts to three to start off their descent and then guns it like she’s a pro in the Olympics. She’s able to cut and glide down the mountain, reaching the bottom a good 15 seconds before Valter does. And when he finally slides down and brakes–no doubt showering her in snow–she fist pumps, yells. Gloats.

“Eat shit, Sweden!” she points at him and yells, “I win!”

And then, to Valter’s horror, she just falls right back. Crumples at the knees, wilts, and fucking faints. Because she’s starving, because she’s totally overheated in her snowsuit, because she’s dehydrated, and because this was a lot of exertion on a very empty tank.

Valter panics, starts smacking her cheeks–which are bright red, and way too hot. Right, she’s probably too warm. So in an effort to cool her down, the idiot starts shoving snow down her snow suit. Just unzips it, grabs it at the neck, and shoves handfuls of snow down it. Tiger comes to a few minutes later–now fucking freezing–asks him what the hell happened. Valter couldn’t even explain it if he wanted to, but even in her haze, tiger figured it out.

“Right. I need lunch,” she grumbles, and then grabs him by the front of his suit and pulls him in, “Valter? Don’t tell Bill. Not a fucking word.”

And then as she gets up, she grabs a handful of snow and shoves it down his shirt.

“Asshole,” she mutters, “Why the fuck would you shove snow down my shirt.”

And when they get back that night, they both try to play it casually. But as she takes off the jacket to her suit, Bill leans in for a bear hug and makes a face.

“Why are you soaked?” he asks. His first clue in was when both of them got shifty eyes at the exact same time.

“It’s uh, sweat,” tiger tries, “Snowboarding is hard work.”

Bill glares at her but she doesn’t flinch, then his eyes flit to Valter. Valter has had a tell since he was a little kid–when he’s lying or uncomfortable, he picks his eyebrows. Bill glares at his little bro, glares at all the little plucked blond hairs he can see fallen on his shirt.

“What happened.” and it’s not even a question–it’s a demand. A statement. Tiger whacks him lightly, laughs.

“Nothing, bud,” she tries, but it sounds fake even to her. Bill’s eyes are still on his brother.

“Valter,” Bill advances on him, “Why does it look like a little blond fox ran across your shirt?”

Bill flicks his hand over where all of the blond one’s eyebrows are on his shirt, Valter visibly winces. Tiger makes a cut-throat gesture to him from behind Bill.

“She passed out, man,” Valter is weak.

“She what,” Bill’s head spins on a swivel, eyes tiger down.

“I don’t know man, I’m sorry, we were racing down the hill–”

“Valter!” it’s tiger’s turn to shriek, but Bill just turns back to his brother and places a giant hand over tiger’s mouth without even looking back at her.

“And she won and when I got there she just looked at me and fucking fainted man I don’t–”

“You swore!” tiger peels Bill’s hand away from her mouth to yell at him some more, but it’s muffled again soon after.

“She fain–” Bill starts to accuse little bro, but then turns his attention back to tiger instead, “You fucking fainted?”

Tiger tries to bite the hand covering her mouth, but it doesn’t work. Bill snaps back to little bro.

“Did you feed her? Valter I told you that you needed–”

She lands a bite and Bill yelps, retracting his hand and shaking it out.

“She is right fucking here. And she is a goddamn adult. I don’t need anyone to remind me to fucking eat, Bill,” she crosses her arms, and Bill looks at her in challenge.

“Oh really?” he quirks a brow, “Tell me then, kid, what did you eat today?”

Tiger opens her mouth, but then realizes that she didn’t eat today and snaps it shut. Bill’s look of sheer righteousness was enough to keep her quiet for a minute.

“Why is she soaking wet?” Bill turns his attention back on little bro, who is shifting nervously.

“It’s sweat, I told you,” tiger butts in. Bill just points at her in warning.

“Valter,” he says again. Valter actually winces.

“I shoved snow down her shirt to try and get her to come to,” he mumbles, “I thought maybe she overheated.”

Bill pinches his nose and winces as if this physically pains him, and tiger actually feels a little bad for the toe-looking one. He really did his best given the circumstances.

“I WAS overheated,” she says, “Thank you, Valter. It worked.”

She walks to him and raises her hand for a high five, but Valter isn’t stupid. And he sees the fire in Bill’s eyes, so he leaves her hanging. Out of sheer fear of his older brother.

“You,” Bill grabs the back of her pants, gives them a rough yank and she stumbles back into his chest, “Kitchen. Now.”

“You,” he points at his brother, “I’ll deal with later.”

And like, how fucking cute is this–Bill being so pissed off and angry that this happened, all while taking such sweet care of tiger. Like, once she’s changed into dry clothes, he’s sitting her down and putting a huge bowl of delicious food in front of her.

“Going the whole day without eating,” he mutters to himself as he puts a plate in front of her and grinds some fresh pepper over it, “What were you even thinking?”

She gives a half-hearted shrug, her mouth full, and pouts out her bottom lip as she pushes her now-empty bread plate towards him while he continues to putter about the kitchen.

“That was stupid, wasn’t it?” he asks rhetorically as he puts another bread roll on her plate and puts it back in front of her, “Cheese?”

She nods, and he grates some fresh parm over her dish for her.

“Yes it was stupid,” he continues, and he takes a clean fork, pushes some of the veggies on her plate to one side and scoops some more pasta onto it once she’s done her helping.

“There’s food all over that place,” he’s still muttering to himself as he scoops her some salad into a bowl, “You could have easily grabbed a bite. But no you didn’t, did you?”

She shakes her head, her eyes wide, and goes to stab some salad.

“Wait,” Bill says, “Green onions.”

He digs through the bowl with another fork, picking out all the big pieces so she doesn’t eat them. He sprinkles some salt and pepper over it and slides the bowl back in front of her.

“You’re an idiot,” he grumbles, “You know that?”

She shoves a huge forkful into her mouth, chews loudly.

“Your idiot,” she says, and taps her fork on her plate, “More, please.”

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the-delta-42 · 4 years

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Betrayal

Based on This Post by @nerdasaurus1200

Basically a Chat Noir betrays Ladybug with a twist. This story mentions abuse and abusive parents. If that upsets or affects you in any way DO NOT READ

Betrayal

How did it come to this? The jewels scattering across the floor, both Ladybug and Chat Noir racing to pick them up. Ladybug got the Fox, Turtle, Snake, Horse, Monkey, Dragon and Rabbit, while Chat claimed the Bee, Pig, Ox, Rat, Rooster, Dog, Tiger, Lion and Goat.

“Hand them over, Ladybug.” Said Mayura, casually sauntering up behind Chat.

Ladybug scowled, her eyes flickering over to the body of Master Fu, the last of the Great Guardians, killed by Mayura’s Sentimonster as soon as Chat entered the building. A small flame ignited in her hand, with the Miraculous Jewels in a bag hooked over her shoulder.

“I’d rather die.” Ladybug spat, her glare piercing Chat’s soul.

“Well, I’m sure that can be arranged.” Said Mayura, before Ladybug snapped her fingers and a ball of flame knocked both Chat and the other Miraculous out of Ladybug’s reach.

Ladybug swung away, her heart breaking as her partner betrayed her trust for Hawkmoth. Ladybug looked down at the Miraculous in her bag, she stopped before choosing her course of action, grabbing the Fox and Turtle, she headed over to Alya’s home, knowing Nino would be there with her.

*/B/*

Alya and Nino jumped apart as someone knocked on Alya’s window, Alya’s eyes lit up with excitement upon seeing Ladybug.

“Ladybug!” Alya gasped, as the Heroine entered her room, “Is there an Akuma? Do you need help?”

Ladybug sighed deeply, “There isn’t an Akuma, but I do need your help.”

Nino frowned slightly, wondering if this had anything to do with Lila.

“Okay, what is it?” Alya asked, with Ladybug getting a pained look in her eyes.

“Chat Noir’s betrayed us.” Said Ladybug, “He’s working with Hawkmoth.”

Alya’s smile faltered at hearing the news. A beep sounded through the room, before Ladybug’s transformation dropped.

Alya and Nino stood slack jawed, as Marinette took the place of Ladybug, with the pained look appearing worse without the mask.

“We used to report to the Great Guardian,” Said Marinette, hollowly, “He was the one who had the Miraculous, the one who gave me and Chat our Miraculous, in an attempt to recover the Butterfly and Peacock.” Marinette looked up at them, tears slowly forming, “And now, he’s dead. Killed when Mayura’s Sentimonster took his home apart. Chat now has most of the Miraculous, counting the two already in use.”

Marinettte took a deep breath and rubbed her face, before diving her hand into the bag she had, Tikki quietly munching on a cookie.

“This is the Miraculous of the Fox; it holds the power of Illusion.” Said Marinette, holding the box out to Alya.

Alya quietly took the miraculous, before Marinette handed Nino the turtle. Trixx and Wayzz flew out, just as Marinette called for Tikki to transform her.

“I need to get the others, hopefully before anything happens to them.” Said Ladybug, before she jumped out the window and headed over to Alix.

Ladybug spent the rest of the evening going house to house, finding Max and Kim together, which she hadn’t accounted for, Alix racing around the park, Luka at his home and now, she stood on Kagami’s windowsill, quietly tapping on the glass. A light suddenly appeared behind her, slowly turning around, Ladybug found Kagami shining a torch at her. The Japanese girl stood in her pyjamas, with a less than elegant hair style.

“Ladybug?” Kagami squinted at the Heroine, making Ladybug jump down and faced her.

Kagami jumped when Ladybug landed in front of her.

“Ladybug-” Said Kagami, before Ladybug held the Dragon Miraculous out to her.

“Chat Noir’s turned on us, half of the jewels are in Hawkmoth’s hands.” Said Ladybug, her eyes pained, “I need your help.”

“You can count on me, Ladybug.” She vowed.

“You ready, Seahorse?” Longg asked as she put on the choker.

“I sure am. Longg, bring the storm!” Kagami exclaimed, a flash signalled Kagami’s transformation into Ryuuko

“Thank you.” Whispered Ladybug, tears welling in her eyes.

*/B/*

Adrien glanced nervously around the classroom. He’d already given Chloe the Bee when Hawkmoth, his father, summoned her, the other Miraculous’ sitting in his bag. Adrien hoped the make up was covering the bruises he got when he first found out. Plagg had gone to find Ladybug and try to explain the situation to her.

Suddenly the bell rang, and everyone was going to lunch. Adrien saw Marinette packing her things up to head out.

“Marinette,” Adrien gasped, “Can I speak to you for a second?”

Adrien was trembling, scared Marinette would say no, but he had to try. Marinette knew how to contact Ladybug, Marinette could explain everything to Ladybug.

Marinette stiffened, before carefully placing her belongs into her bag more gently.

“Sure,” Said Marinette, turning around, “What do you need?”

“I have something I need to get off my chest.” Said Adrien, his voice wobbling slightly.

“Okay.” Said Marinette, leaning against her desk.

“I’m Chat Noir,” Blurted Adrien, “and my father’s Hawkmoth. H-he needs the Miraculous to bring Mother back a-and when found out I had the ring h-he hit me. Hard. He didn’t stop until Nathalie found him. H-he threatened to take me out of school if I didn’t tell him everything, I knew a-and-”

Adrien hiccupped, tears running down his face. Marinette’s face held a heart broken expression, Adrien was her partner and he was practically tortured by his own father.

“H-he made me do things-” Adrien then broke, Marinette taking him into her arms.

“Chaton,” Whispered Marinette, tears in her eyes, “Why didn’t you say? I could’ve helped you.”

Adrien stiffened, before letting out a feeble “My Lady?”

Marinette shushed him, before his broke down again, repeatedly saying “I’m sorry.”

Marinette was quiet, before saying, “This changes everything. We need to get you out of that house.” Adrien only shook as he cried.

“Do you have the other Miraculous with you?” Adrien feebly nodded and shakily pointed towards his bag.

“Good, because you’re coming home with me, no ifs, no buts.” Said Marinette, lifting Adrien to his feet, “You are not going back to that prison.”

Adrien was still shaking as Marinette guided him out through the back exit of the school, she decided to spare him the humiliation of his schoolmates seeing him bawl his eyes out, Marinette was on the lookout for any unwanted observers, thankfully finding none.

The bell rang as Marinette guided Adrien through the door.

“Wel-What the hell?” Said Sabine, as she caught sight of Marinette and Adrien.

“Adrien’s going through some things at the moment, Maman,” Said Marinette, “I don’t think he’s safe at his house anymore.”

Sabine made a hummed in agreement, quietly directing the two up the stairs.

Marinette hoped she’d be able to get Adrien to explain what Gabriel made him do, hoping that it wasn’t anything to damaging.

*/B/*

Ladybug landed on top of the Eiffel Tower, finding Rena Rouge, Carapace, Pegasus, Ryuuko, Viperion, Bunnyx and King Monkey already waiting for her.

“I know who Chat is.” Said Ladybug, as soon as she landed, “And, more importantly, why he turned.”

“What excuse did he give?” Asked Bunnyx, her arms folded.

“Fear.” Said Ladybug, “Hawkmoth found out who he is and forced him into a corner.”

“And that is excuse enough for him to turn?” Demanded Ryuuko, her nose flaring.

“Well, considering it was his own father,” Retorted Ladybug, “I’m not surprised.”

“Wait, Hawkmoth is Chat Noir’s father?” Asked Viperion, shocked, “What did that have to do with it?”

“His father’s abusive, before it was emotional abuse, but as soon as he found out Chat was his son, it turned physical.” Said Ladybug, “It broke him. He became so terrified that he’d rather fall in line behind him, than stand against him.”

“So, who is he?” Asked Bunnyx, her arms folding over her chest again.

“Promise you won’t freak out.” Said Ladybug, looking them each in the eye.

“I doubt it’s that shocking.” Muttered Rena, before being shushed by Carapace.

“Sure.” Said Viperion, making Ladybug sigh.

“Adrien Agreste.” Said Ladybug, making everyone stop.

“WHAT?!” Yelled Carapace, “ADRIEN’S-THAT MEANS-SWEET MOTHERFU-”

“Where is he now?” asked Viperion, looking around.

“My place, where else?” Said Ladybug, before a thud sounded behind her.

Ladybug spun around and came face to face with Queen Bee.

“I’ve come to collect my Adrikins.” Sneered the girl, before Ladybug socked her in the face.

Chloe tumbled base over apex until she was at the ledge of the Eiffel Tower’s roof.

“Why am I not surprised you’re helping Hawkmoth.” Said Ladybug, silently willing Tikki to make her battle ready.

“Because he’s better than you’ll ever be,” Sneered Chloe, “Mari-Trash.”

In an instant Ladybug had Chloe held in the air by her throat.

“How did you find out?” Growled Ladybug, her voice and eyes colder than ice.

“Bag.” Choked Chloe, as the Bee Miraculous fell from her hair.

Ladybug’s eyes narrowed, her grip tightening, “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you now.”

“Because she knows more than I do.” Came a weak voice behind her.

Ladybug froze and slowly turned around to see Chat Noir standing a meter away from the group.

“You’re supposed to be resting.” Said Ladybug, dropping Chloe and letting her crumple into a heap.

“Chloe joined him willingly, so he told her more.” Said Chat, fidgeting.

“Which she might have also told him what she knew.” Said Ryuuko, the tip of her sword pressing against Chloe’s neck.

Ladybug’s gaze zeroed in on Chloe.

“Well?” Demanded Ladybug, before an explosion drew their attention.

“That came from-” Said Rena.

“Home.” Interrupted Ladybug, before she and Chat took off.

The rest of the team followed, leaving Ryuuko alone with Chloe and the Bee Miraculous. Ryuuko looked down at the blonde, before slamming the butt of her sword against her head. Chloe went down like a sack of potatoes, with Ryuuko picking up the bee and following after the team.

They all arrived to find Ladybug and Chat fighting Mayura, while firefighters were putting out the Bakery.

There was a sickening sound of someone getting stabbed, making them look towards Ladybug, who had a knife sticking out of her side. Ladybug flourished her hand, conjuring a broad sword, and removed Mayura’s leg. The sudden loss of a support on her right side caused Mayura to topple over.

The senti-monster ambled over and plopped down behind Chat, licking him.

“So, the Senti-Monster reacts to how you’re feeling?” Asked Ladybug, as a couple of Firefighters checked Tom and Sabine over.

“I think so.” Said Chat, as Ladybug stepped on Mayura’s shoulder.

“So, when the Guardian died, you were completely panicked?” Said Ladybug, as the Senti-Monster shrunk into the size of a small cat.

“Yeah.” Responded Chat, as it started nuzzling up against his legs.

“And it was tearing everywhere apart to calm you down.” Said Ladybug, as the Senti-Monster started purring.

Chat picked it up and held it close to him, “Hmm.”

“Hawkmoth knows who I am.” Said Ladybug, the sword she conjured resting in the pavement, “Not only that, he’s actively attacking my loved ones.”

“So, what’s the plan?” asked Rena, as Ryuuko drew level with them.

“Hawkmoth has stopped pulling his punches,” Said Ladybug, “I suggest we do the same. We need to find a way of tracking and preventing his Akumas from finding a host.”

“We kill them.” Said Ryuuko, getting startled looks from the rest of the team.

“I was going to say we take the fight to Hawkmoth.” Said Ladybug, “Especially now we have all the Miraculouses under one banner. We just need to distribute them.”

Everyone looked confused.

“Who’s going to get what?” asked Chat, gripping the Senti-Monster.

“I’ve had this list ready for ages.” Giggled Ladybug, rushing up the stair and coming back down with her diary, “Right, look at the chart, grab the miraculous.”

“I’ll take Mylene and Ivan.” Said Pegasus, taking the Mouse and Ox, before portaling away.

“Rose and Jules are at home.” Said Viperion, picking up the Pig and Tiger.

“I know where to find Marc and Nath.” Said Carapace, picking up the Goat and Rooster.

“I know someone who’ll be a good Bee.” Said Ryuuko, going off to find Aurore.

“Sabrina’s at the Louvre.” Said Bunnyx, grabbing the Dog and running off.

“Who’s the Lion for?” Asked Rena, looking down at the remaining Miraculous.

“Lila’s a no go, and Kagami is otherwise occupied.” Said Ladybug, looking at Rena, “Perhaps Nora would be a good choice.”

Rena groaned, “She’s never gonna let me live this down, girl.”

As soon as Rena vanished, Ladybug looked down at the Peacock.

“Okay,” Said Ladybug, walking to stand next to Chat Noir, vanishing the sword she conjured, “let’s see what’s wrong with you.”

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