#YANG DISMISSING THAT HOPE

[mitski]

RWBY (09x06)

Did you... just think of something, but didn’t say it? That can’t be what this is about.

blake version

#rwby #yang xiao long #bumbleby #rwby spoilers #rwby9 #rwby v9 #yangedit #bumblebyedit #my edits #rwbyedit #I HAD TO GO BACK TO THIS MULTIPLE TIMES #YANG'S FACE #YANG HOPING #YANG DISMISSING THAT HOPE #AKSDHGAJSHDGAJSHD #i'm gonna make a blake version after

[jaeyunverse]

yang jungwon as your roommate

pairing: yang jungwon x fem!reader

genres: lots of fluff, crack, miiiiinor angst you won’t even see it unless you use a microscope, some hurt/comfort

warnings: mentions of nightmares (??) i think that’s all tbh this is very light-hearted but lmk if you think i missed a warning and want me to add it!

summary: in which you’re lucky enough to live with yang jungwon a.k.a the best roommate in the world.

note: i hope everyone enjoys this :)) do lmk what you think <3

masterlist

01. lets you sleep in his bed whenever you’re having nightmares

you’re prone to waking up in cold sweat every once in a while. it sucks, but jungwon always pulls through. your roommate doesn’t show any annoyance when you knock on his door in the middle of the night with a pillow tucked under your arm. all he does is grab you by the wrist gently and pull you into a comforting hug. he reminds you that he’s there for you and you’re not alone. once you’ve calmed down, he leads you to his bed and tucks you in. during the rare times when you’re too shaken up, he holds your hand till you go back to sleep. you feel terrible for being such an inconvenience and making him sleep on a couch in his own room, but he dismisses your concerns. he jokes that you can repay him by buying him an ice-cream, but also makes you promise that you won’t ever hesitate to come to him if you’re experiencing nightmares. jungwon’s caring nature never fails to bring tears to your eyes.

02. insists on shopping for food and home decor together

jungwon values your opinion a lot. he asks for your input whenever he purchases something for your shared apartment even if you aren’t buying the item with him. he firmly believes that a home is a person’s safe space; he would rather not have something in yours if both of you don’t approve of it. he makes sure to take into account your food preferences at all times. besides, jungwon has always thought grocery shopping is a great way for the two of you to spend time together in a productive yet fun way.

03. often cooks on days that you are supposed to (definitely NOT because he’s scared you’ll destroy the high-end appliances he stole from his mom’s kitchen back home)

jungwon loves cooking. he doesn’t think of it as a chore, but after you insisted on helping him out, he relented and agreed to let you cook twice every week. little did you know at the time, he had no intention of following through on his promise. he loves the smile that adorns your face when you eat his home-cooked food. watching you lick the plate clean like a starved animal fills his heart with warmth. you aren’t a picky eater either, so there is always someone to provide him with an honest review on the new dishes he learns. jungwon loves having his own food critic.

04. takes care of you when you’re sick

your parents entrusted jungwon with your well-being and he makes sure to not disappoint them. he is there to hold your hair up when you vomit into the toilet bowl after a long night of partying. he is there to place damp washcloths on your forehead when your fever is too high. he skips class and backs out of previously made commitments to take you to the doctor even though you might be capable of going by yourself. he makes you soup and remembers your medicine schedule. he asks you how you’re feeling. he wipes your tears. he promises to take you to your favourite restaurant if you make a quick recovery. he knows you’re a foodie and a cheapskate; no illness is strong enough to stop you from taking up on that challenge and winning it. 

05. looks out for you

jungwon makes you coffee when you’re too busy studying late into the night. he defends you fiercely when people talk smack about you behind your back. he stocks the pantry with chocolates and ice-cream when your cycle is close. he carries you back home on his back when you’re too drunk to walk. he drives you to class everyday even though your building is not on his route. he records your favourite shows when you don’t have the time to watch them. he helps you make your ex jealous by pretending to be your boyfriend when you run into them. he sets you up with his friends, who, he assures you, will treat you right and not break your heart. he then adds that he will beat them to pulp if they make you cry. you laugh and promptly remind him that he calls you to be his saviour whenever there’s a cockroach in his vicinity. jungwon, obviously, ignores you, but there’s a bittersweet smile on his face. he’ll miss being your roommate once you graduate college and move on with your respective lives.

#enhypen imagines #jungwon imagines #enhypen scenarios #jungwon scenarios #enhypen fluff #jungwon fluff #enhypen x reader #jungwon x reader #enhypen #yang jungwon #enhypen drabbles #jungwon drabbles #enhypen fanfiction #jungwon fanfiction #enhypen oneshots #jungwon oneshots #enhypen headcanons #enhypen reactions #enhypen angst #jungwon angst #enhypen soft hours #jungwon soft hours #enhypen timestamps #jungwon timestamps #enhypen fanfic #jungwon fanfic #enhypen blurbs #jungwon blurbs #enhypen x you #jungwon x you

[wutheringskies]

that utterly disgusting post comparing Wei Wuxian not giving up Wen (dogs) and Jiang Cheng giving up his 3 dogs, and how, he's always been in the position of "giving."

NO.

All the people saying in the tags they are "true brothers," absolutely not. To fulfil your status quo siblings, tsundere character and ship, you completely dismiss the entire story.

1. Jiang Cheng has no dog loving tendencies.

2. The scene of giving his dogs up presents an important theme.

Jiang Fengmian tries to get Wei Ying adjusted to the dogs, but he absolutely cannot, so they are made to leave; Jiang Cheng as a child is understandably upset about losing his dogs. To add on, his dad lifts Wei Ying up and Jiang Cheng kicks Wei Wuxian out, scares him with dogs, but feels like he would get into trouble, so he tells his sister, tries to find him, gets injured, and Wei Wuxian promises he won't tell anyone that JC kicked him out; and then, the dogs are gone, but now Jiang Cheng has his favourite subordinate.

What strikes me is that Jiang Cheng, even as a child, holds no true empathy.

- Wei Wuxian has no control over what he absolutely cannot stand; whether it be dogs or injustice. It's integral to his character.

- Wei Wuxian has no control over who lifts him up, loves him, or praises him. None of these actions are meant to be targeted at Jiang Cheng. Yet throughout the plot we see JC losing his mind when someone approaches WWX with positive intentions or says good things about him.

- JC kicked WWX out and scared him with his worst fear; this is the parallel you are meant to be drawing; just like Jiang Cheng threw him out then, Jiang Cheng threw him out now (leaving the Wens to die is not an option.)

- Jiang Cheng worries that he would be admonished by his father which is why he goes to find WWX, but gets injured in the way.

such a pathetic character honestly. the reason he is still alive is because of the former - he fears authority. Killing demonic cultivators? But let Xue Yang go! Why? He's protected by the Jins. Don't fight LWJ because he's powerful.

and the finding WWX, trying to help WWX once but getting injured... lack of capability.

- WWX promising not to tell anyone; and that's it. that's the basis of their relationship. it's one sided as hell. they're not brothers. it's basically abuse. if you've read the book, you would know.

"from Jiang Cheng's perspective" Jiang Cheng doesn't matter! He will always be beneath Wei Wuxian; his whole purpose is to be a red warning sign; Wei Wuxian can kill 50 of Jiang Chengs for all I know; there is no need to dive deeper with your biased, limited knowledge of Jiang Cheng.

- They are not brothers. They are martial brothers. Raised in the same sect and practicing the same cultivation style.

- There's a clear distinction of subordinate vs superior; master vs slave; owner and his killing dog. The point of conflict arises when the dog acts without his master's commands to save common people. It doesn't stem from misunderstanding or any such thing like that - it's out there. Wei Wuxian knows their moral ideologies don't align. He had hoped Jiang Cheng, if not take the Wens into Yunmeng, would at least, let him be. But when the matter is of "Kill them, or I will not stand by you."

Wei Wuxian leaves the sect; it is NOT Jiang Cheng's sacrifice. It is not hurting Jiang Cheng. The most hurt it causes is to Wei Wuxian; who ultimately had to make the choice.

Jiang Cheng is hurt? Oh, is it because Wei Wuxian chose the moral high-ground over playing his lapdog? Jiang Cheng must be furious.

Also, "Jiang Cheng has given and given" - NO.

- Wei Wuxian comes to Lotus Pier and hangs out with friendless, bitter, unloved child Jiang Cheng, matches his competitiveness head on head, coaxes him to talk to people, etc. Accepts all the endlessly bitter taunts and throws out a few in return. Surpasses him in abilities, practices together. They're boys.

- Does all his bidding and requests in Cloud Recessses to do this or that. Jiang Cheng does carry him, when they are 15.

- In Xuanwu Cave, Jiang Cheng also attacked the Wens after Wei Wuxian got burnt; Wei Wuxian was the reason he was able to live. He did travel and ask for aid. But Wei Wuxian also did allow himself to become a bait and usher people out stuck in a cave with a 400 year old monster... what's not clicking?

- and after the fall of lotus pier he strangles Wei Wuxian and hits him, gets done with life, thinks "I'll die heroically" and also sort of out of guilt and remnant care for Wei Wuxian, but instead loses his core.

And then?

Then what? That is it. That's really it for their relationship being giving on Jiang Cheng's side. It died when Lotus Pier did. Yet:

- Wei Wuxian knowingly, consciously gave up his core for the guy who strangled him twice in the past 50 hours or so.

- Without even a core, fought in the war alongside the Jiangs, earned a lot of report; the sunshot campaign is a small arc text wise in the book, yet there are at least three mentions of Wei Wuxian being the reason behind why the Jiangs are extremely powerful.

- Even afterwards acts on JC's orders in the Phoenix Mountain Hunt.

- Keeps protecting Jiang Cheng's name by ensuring it's not about Jiang Cheng or "don't bring him into this."

- Doesn't even attack the Jiangs in nightless city

- JC can enter the barriers still

- even back to life he just wants to get away and not harm him, unlike JC

so basically, fuck Jiang Cheng and more specifically please touch grass. it's one thing to like a character. it's another to dehumanize a bunch of people rescued from labour camp prison where they were dealing with xianxia level of abuse as dogs and justify a powerful clan leader not helping them, especially when he owes them, to show how he once lost his dogs.

Like that is vile.

#canon jiang cheng #jiang cheng #mo dao zu shi #mdzs #wei wuxian #jiang cheng is shit #my thoughts #my essays #my meta

[pix3lplays]

Ok so have you seen the meme of a father with an arrow in his shoulder looking to a nurse/doctor and his kid is next to him holding a bow? I had an idea for something similar, or at least it’s the inspiration behind it :3c

Do you have any headcanons where you find out your lovely boyfriend/husband winded up in the hospital for amusing/hilarious/embarrassing reasons? (Like they’re ok but it’s something to laugh about later) Whats the reason/story for them winding up there and how do you react?

This prompt is for Gepard, Dan Heng, Blade, Jing Yuan, Welt, and Luocha :3c I hope you enjoy!

Oh my gosh?? I’m not the cleverest but I’ll try!

cw! Graphic depictions of injury! They’re fine but they get hurt

I’m feeling a bit sorry for them now that I’m writing these out, poor guys

-Honkai Star Rail men getting embarrassing injuries-

Gepard Landau: He dropped his guitar case on his foot so hard he managed to break his foot. Even with his boots on?? How do you manage to do that?? Safe to say he was super embarrassed about it, but c’mon…that’s kinda funny. For a trained soldier especially…he could be so clumsy!

Dan Heng: You know how March 7th does that thing where she tries to stand as the Astral Express takes off? Well. She had somehow managed Dan Heng to try it, just once…and he flew backwards and hit his head hard on a table, thoroughly concussed. He was fine but he still had to see a doctor, just to be sure. Ugh, Dan Heng what were you thinking?

Blade: Blade got overconfident…he was fighting some enemies when he got a text from you, and he decided to CHECK HIS PHONE while fighting, resulting in a pretty little axe to his back. You visited him while he was recovering of course, and he would never tell you the true story, but Kafka was there, she saw the whole thing and she uses it as sweet, sweet blackmail content. Blade can’t have you thinking he’s a fool now can he? He’s at Kafka’s beck and call for, like, a month once he’s finally released from the hospital.

Jing Yuan: you know how Yanqing can fly around on those swords of his? Well. He somehow managed to convince the General to try it and-ouch. Just ouch. He fell off the sword, and hit the ground Hard. Poor Jing Yuan…he was okay of course but so, So embarrassed and so, So mad at Yanqing. The young boy got a real proper scolding once the General was dismissed from the hospital. You feel a bit sorry for the kid.

Welt Yang: you would never have expected it from cautious Welt Yang, but he wasn’t paying attention to where he was walking, and ended up falling down a flight of stairs. Oh dear, Mr. Yang…please be more careful in the future. He was alright, just a little dazed, and mostly embarrassed by the fact, but he’ll be okay. You took him to the doctor just to be safe.

Luocha: (based on the Echoes of the coffin light cone) you TOLD him multiple times that surely those thorns that came from the coffin were dangerous, and he should stop messing around with them. But noooo, he’s so Dramatic he just has to mess around with them. And sure enough, he gets a nasty wound through his hand because he couldn’t help himself. You don’t feel sorry for him. He was basically asking for it. You definitely hit him with the ‘I Told you so’ and you wonder if he’ll actually learn from this experience.

Bonus!Sampo Koski: because of course Sampo gets hurt a lot, but your personal favorite embarrassing way is when he accidentally set off one of his own bombs right in his face, and you had to take him to Natasha’s to make sure he’d eventually see and hear again. He was fine, he’s made of sterner stuff, but still?? How reckless do you have to be to set off a bomb in your own face??

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #my writing #Gepard Landau #Gepard Landau x reader #Hsr Gepard x reader #honkai star rail Gepard x reader #Dan Heng #Dan Heng x reader #Hsr Dan Heng x reader #honkai star rail Dan Heng x reader #Blade #Blade x reader #Hsr Blade x reader #honkai Star rail Blade x reader #Jing Yuan #Jing Yuan x reader #Hsr Jing Yuan x reader #honkai star rail Jing Yuan x reader #Welt Yang #Welt Yang x reader #Hsr Welt Yang x reader #honkai star rail Welt Yang x reader #Luocha #Luocha x reader #Hsr Luocha x reader #honkai star rail Luocha x reader #Sampo Koski #Sampo Koski x reader #Hsr Sampo x reader

[kangen-wanshi]

300 man, that's a lot of followers congrats!!!

For the event, “We should get married.” + Childe and/or Welt would be fantastic (idk if you're allowing two different characters from different series though, if not feel free to pick between them) congrats again!

A Proposal ft. Childe, Welt Yang

The question in regards of marriage often orbit the two of you - yet, either of you seems to ever took the question to heart. Or at least, that's what the two of you thought.

Tags: Fluff, separate, marriage stuff duh, no gendered pronoun used

A/N: Ty anon!! Here have some marriage stuff with best boys of the series:))

Childe, He always asks you

He’s naturally a big family man - both of you are aware of this. And ever since he saw how you’re getting along well with his family, his urge to marry you just keeps getting stronger and stronger each day. He likes to propose to you ‘jokingly’. Throwing the question of “Will you marry me?” as a way to compliment you everytime he finds himself falling in love with you, every time he sees you doing something even remotely small. Cooking? “We should get married so I can taste your cooking everyday.” Bandaging his wound? “You’re so careful in taking care of me.. Let’s get married so you can dote on me all you want when I return to you all bloodied and bruised.”  Just walking around enjoying each other’s presence on a date? “You’re so lovely. Marry me?” Maybe you’re just dense, maybe it’s just his way when he delivers those lines, but you often reciprocate his question with a light “Sure” and a fit of giggles that color your cheek red. And he never said anything after! Honestly his fault for being too busy falling head over heels for you.

It was just like any other day. Visiting Liyue Harbor, taking a stroll when the sky slowly turns to the color of red, fading into night every minute as the air grows colder.

You had ended your walk on the piers of the harbor, leaning on the wooden railing, watching ships come and go - merchants resigning for the day, fishermen going into the night sea. And as usual, in his eyes, you’re as stunning as ever.

“Hey,” his gentle voice coaxed you out of your mindless trance. His gloved hand came to hold yours, as he gave you a gentle squeeze, “Let’s get married.”

You laughed - ah, he could drown in your voice of delight over and over, and he would swim back up just to hear it all over again. He looked at you shaking your head lightly at his request, before finally settling your eyes on his smile.

He waited for your usual answer, ‘Sure’, or ‘Of course’, followed with flattering giggles. But it never came. He was then greeted by your look of surprise. Did his question come out a little odd this time? Was it the way he looked at you so carefully, so lovingly - so gentle, an absolute contrast to his bloodthirsty attitude, that you managed to catch your words stuck between your tongue?

When you looked at him again for sure, you spotted an adoration you’ve never seen before. A hopeful gaze, a loving look, a side he preserved just for you, waiting for an answer.

You mirrored his eyes and crinkled on your cheek when you smiled back at him, squeezing his hand in return with as much adoration, leaning closer to him as you placed a chaste kiss to his lips.

“Let’s.”

And this time, you promised him about the true meaning behind your answer.

Welt Yang, He keeps wondering..

It’s a running joke in the Express Family at this point. As much as March and Caelus like to call Himeko their mom and Welt their dad (or sometimes uncle), they kept encouraging you and Welt to get married already. To the point that even Dan Heng has become part of this cheering squad. You always blushed and waved your hand dismissively at their remarks, followed by Welt who also shares a similar amount of embarrassment, sighing before pinching the bridge of his nose.  All their efforts always ended with the two of you leaving the question hanging in the air. Not an uncomfortable type - but the one where the two of you let the question circle in your brain without explicitly mentioning to one another. Welt have thought of marriage - as obvious as it seems. Perhaps it came with age, perhaps it came with his past experience, perhaps it came from a place within his heart full of his love for you, either way, it’s rare to see a day where he doesn’t think about marrying you. He’s thoughtful about these things. Careful planning, watching your reaction every time he brought up the topic subtly, seeing your view on marriage itself, attempting to answer the questions he’s been asking himself through normal conversation.

Both you and Welt had finally managed to step foot in Jarillo-VI, after much much asking Himeko - who, simply giggled at your request and let you go to explore the land of Everwinter.

Both of you had a curious yet fun expedition together treading through Belobog and the various areas around it. Welt continuing to observe the corrupted areas, while you, enjoying the culture and befriending some of the locals you’ve heard so much about from the trio.

It’s only when Welt returned from exploring the Underground to visit you at the Museum, that he found a rather.. Endearing sight. You were walking through the hallways of the Museum, a blonde little girl and another boy seemingly leading you through the various artifacts on display. 

You seem to be highly invested in what they’re saying, even though Welt swore some of those stories couldn’t have been true. 

Either way, he saw how you entertain the children in their stories and guide, providing the truth of your own (that you already know about), but twisting it so that it’s believable for children with high creativity and much, much spirit like the pair.

He didn’t even realize that he’d been staring at you from a distance, watching your cheek and your eyes lit up and softens at the childrens’ antics. 

It was not until a lady with blue hair in white came to your aid to peel the children off of you that he realized he’d been staring - and that you had spotted him from a distance, gesturing him to come over with a smile and open arms. 

“Why didn’t you come over to me earlier?” You giggled as he sink himself into your embrace, burying his face to the crook of your neck with a chuckle, “Sorry, love. I was just.. A bit in a daze when I saw you and those kids having fun,” he pulled away, “You looked like you had so much fun - I.. Wouldn’t want to ruin that.”

“What nonsense, I’m sure if you were given the chance to tell tales to them, they would be smitten with your every word.” You giggled, kissing his cheek before pulling him along to sit on one of the many benches in the Museum, sitting in front of a painting, with your head leaning on his shoulder, hands still intertwined with each other as Welt traced circles on the back of yours.

In comfortable silence, your eyes are stuck on the painting hanging on the wall, while his eyes have stolen few, if not many adoring gazes towards you. 

“If I were to ask you to..” He inhaled, “.. To marry me, will you?”

You giggled, pulling yourself away from his shoulder as you looked up to him with a grin, “Oh? Where does this bravery come from?”

“Just.. A thought.” He rolled his eyes playfully, now holding your hand within both of his, tips of his fingers found their way to your empty ring finger, “If we could.. I would love to tie it together with you.”

His words weigh many emotions behind it. If he were to stay and bind himself to you - what about his home? What about his planet? His final destination? Dozens of questions flashes through your mind and various reasons to not just because you don’t want to trap him with you, but when he looked at you so softly, when his pursed lips held his words true, you swallowed your questions and smiled up to him.

“If you asked me to marry you..” you leaned your head back on his shoulder as one of his arms wrapped around your shoulder, his head resting atop of yours, “Of course there’s not other answer than ‘yes’.”

Welt speaks true with his eyes. And at that moment, you saw your reflection in his eyes - one that shows how he truly sees you.

As his home.

#x reader #reader insert #les does writing #hsr x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #honkai star rail x reader #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #ajax x reader #genshin childe x reader #idk which name i wanna pick for him so anyways #hsr welt x reader #welt yang x reader #welt x reader

[sireditsalot4]

Summary: You have a hard time controlling your emotions and feelings around Cristina. The gang tries to help you but deep down you know you have to do this yourself.

Pairing: Reader x Cristina Yang

You sat down at the table where the gang is and let out a sigh of relief. Due to an illegal race accident, Dr. Shepard had you everyone, testing, doing surgery’s left and right. You were exhausted.

“Woah. What’s the matter with you?” Alex asks.

“I’m not in the mood for you right now.” You warn, pointing your fork at him at the last part. Alex doesn’t light up. “Come on, what is it? I’m your friend. You can tell me anything.” He reassures with that voice that makes your jaw tighten.

“I’m not going to be able to enjoy my meal, am I?” Alex shakes his head. Meredith rolls her eyes. “Leave them alone. They’re going through something right now, something personal,” Meredith adds. You shake your head knowing that won’t be enough. “How come you told them and not me?” Alex says, sounding slightly hurt.

“I didn’t know.” George says looking around the table. A sigh escapes you and you could careless. Any control you had went out the window.

Your beeper goes off and you quickly check it to see it’s Dr. Shepard again. “Come on!” You drop your fork with a piece of lettuce you just stabbed and get up.

Slipping your arm through the white coat, you stop In front of Dr. Shepherd. You see he has a chart full of names unchecked and you can feel yourself collapsing on the inside. “You needed me?” You ask, making eye contact.

“There you are, I need you to check on some patients and then do a rectal exam.” Disgust plasters on your face but you quickly dismiss it. “Yes Doctor.” He hands over a chart and you take it, turning and leaving to begin your new quest.

“I have a hot patient to attend to, so if you’ll excuse me.” Alex gets up. George waits for Alex to be completely gone before asking. “What’s really going on with Y/N?” Meredith and Izzie both look at each other. “You can’t tell him or anyone tho. She made us promise not to tell anyone so you have to not tell, pinky swear.” Izzie holds out her pinky. “I promise. Now what’s going on?”

“Y/N likes Cristina.”

George’s mouth opens in shock. “Wow. I mean, who wouldn’t. Does Cristina know?” Meredith shakes her head. “She’s too scared. Stuff like this is rough, especially for someone young.” All three of them nod.“Remember when I had a crush on you,” Meredith nods. “I remember. It was the cutest I’ve seen you.”

You snap your gloves off and rubs your hands on your coat. “Why is this happening to me?” You whisper to yourself. Looking ahead, you see Cristina talking with Doctor Burke and duck behind a corner. This is so sad. Peaking your head out, you see they are both gone and fully come out and running into Cristina who has a look on her face. You silently scream and place a hand over your chest. “You scared me.”

“You scared me. Who are you hiding from?” Cristina asks, looking around. You freeze looking at her, your mouth opens and close but nothing comes out. “From Dr. Shepherd. He has me every where right now so I’m just hiding,” You take a second to gather yourself, hoping she doesn’t notice.

Cristina eyes you before nodding. “I haven’t seen him down here so he’s probably upstairs. See you.” She says before leaving. You let out a deep breath before heading upstairs for Dr. Shepherd. Way to go.

#Cristina Yang x reader #greys anatomy #izzie stevens #george omalley #meredith grey

[negrowhat]

15 Day BL Challenge 2K24

FULL CHALLENGE HERE!

Day 14: Top 5 Sad Boys

Tae Myungha from Love for Love's Sake. Literally the most sad boy. So sad that he was sent to a videogame realm to try life again. So sad that it became an actual mission to make him happy. Myungha took care of everyone but wouldn't allow anyone to take care of him because he didn't feel like he was worth it. It took him almost literally being RIPPED from his new world to realize he wanted to be loved and saved and happy. He goes straight to the front of the "You Need a Hug" line.

Jung Woo from Choco Milk Shake. The most miserable boy. He was so sad and lonely that some unknown pet god decided to send him back his dead pets as humans because they were around when he was at his peak happiness. There was literally no one else around to make him happy, his young uncle was trying though. But to have some higher power send you back your pets must mean that you are the saddest of sad because no one loves a person quite like a pet does.

Uea from Bed Friend. Isolated sad boy, done dirty by damn near every single person in his entire life. He had every right to be as defensive and standoffish as he was, no one was protecting Uea so he had to protect himself. That poor man had trauma on top of trauma and IDK how he was functioning at such a high rate. He didn't deserve any of the turmoil he had been put through literally since childhood. I hope his birthgiver, her husband, his ex, and his boss are all rotting in jail cells with pretty matching ankle shackles and chains. Chain gang bitches.

Seo Jaewon from The Eighth Sense. A sad boy with the same type of sad I am. I know the pain and trauma of losing a brother. Especially one you felt responsible for. He had basically turned off his own feelings and allowed the people around him to mistreat him because he didn't even feel like it was worth fighting or dismissing. I don't know if he just didn't care or if he felt like he deserved all the bad people in his life for not protecting his brother. Happy One Year Anniversary to this series btw.

Yang Yan Feng from Love in Translation. A sad boy just out there looking for love and to have a successful business. Carrying the weight of a debt inherited by his parents while they hid out in China somewhere. He even pushed his crush off on another woman because he didn't want to get him involved. He yelled in that poor sunshine boy's face and lied because he didn't want him to get hurt. The boy just needed a hug and a helping hand.

Honorable mentions to Sky from Love in the Air, Choi Yeonwoo from Color Rush, and Sailom from Wedding Plan.

#blchallenge2k24 #love for love's sake #choco milk shake #bed friend #bed friend the series #the eighth sense #love in translation #love in translation the series

[justmenoworries]

Watching Justice League X RWBY (both parts) is such an amazing experience because you can't help but burst out laughing at seeing how incredibly insecure RT is about having RWBY stand next to DC characters.

They want to be acknowledged as DC's equal so bad, it's hilarious.

The DC characters are constantly made into jokes or just flat-out incompetent, just so a RWBY character can swoop in at the last second to save them or give them a heroic speech. No DC character can ever have anything cool for themselves, it needs to be undermined or undercut by someone from Remnant. Diana and Bruce have to lose to Blake and Weiss respectively because we need to establish how superior Team RWBY is in combat to these actual adults who have been wiping the floor with supervillains before Blake and Weiss were even a thing. Clark has to be put in his place by Ruby and Yang and isn't allowed to be leader because what else were we gonna do here? Acknowledge that Ruby's own leadership skills are severely lacking and have her learn from a fellow symbol of hope? Pfft, naah.

The RWBY characters have an almost pathological need to make fun of the DC heroes' aliases and no one points out the inherent hypocrisy there for Reasons. Like, how are you gonna make fun of names like "Batman" and "Superman" when y'all's team names are just edgy alphabet soup??? And your given names are shit like Raven Blessed Raven, White Snow or Sunshine Dragon (in languages from countries that don't even exist in your world)????

And the bootlicking, holy shit, the constant bootlicking.

Bruce is so completely fucking awed by the mere existence of Weiss and Yang he actually thinks about abandoning Gotham for Remnant, because that's not completely nonsensical and out of character at all. Diana is suddenly a callous jerk who dismisses the other Leaguers for not being "warriors" and connects more to Team RWBY because they, like her, are "warriors" (Diana, did the matrix glitch your brain and make you forget the literal fucking years the Justice League have fought by your side???). Vic is super into Nora because we needed to have a dick-measuring contest between him and Ren for Reasons. Clark needs to take a backseat to Ruby as leader because if anyone but Ruby "Power of the Special" Rose got to lead the group, RWBY stans would probably suffer an aneurysm. Oh and Jessica has insecurity issues and has to be given a peptalk from fucking Jaune of all characters!! (Oh, and she's also been white-washed because RT gotta do an RT.)

When someone from the DC universe does something cool? They immediately get upstaged or humiliated for daring to be characters in a RWBY world.

When someone from Remnant does something even mildly impressive? Non-stop praise, tongue-lashing and kowtowing from the DC characters.

And if you think this situation gets reversed in part 2, where the RWBY characters go to the DC universe, turning them into the fishes out of water?

You get to eat shit.

Because the premise to both parts is basically, "The Justice League cannot handle whatever messed up shit the bad guys are throwing at them and so they seek help from the amazing, strong, powerful, superior, magnificient, lauded, divine Team RWBY".

Part 1? Justice League gets trapped in the matrix with Team RWBY and since the simulation is of Remnant, the JL has to defer to the Remnant characters

Part 2? Grimm show up on the DC Earth and despite being back to full power the Justice League still can't handle them, so they call in Team RWBY.

Yeah.

The point of a crossover like this is to show the strength of both casts and how well they play off of each other.

But RT is so fucking insecure over Team RWBY standing next to actual heroes they couldn't help themselves.

It would be funny if it weren't so sad.

#rwde #rwby x justice league #rwby x jl #justme ranting

[vesper-tinus]

So i had this little idea. What if ghost while putting back something he borrowed from the reader notices a vial of testosterone, assuming its steroids, while they're out on a mission. But when confronted about it it turns out that the reader is actually ftm

Hah, a fun little drabble! Thank you so much for the request, I hope I managed to write something you can approve of 😊

𝐀 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 Platonic ! Simon "Ghost" Riley x FTM (Trans) ! Reader

Summary: Returning a document to your room, Ghost notices a vial he suspects you most certainly should not be in your possession. Keywords: Platonic, drabble, it was not specified if it was romantic, but I assume you would've told your partner about your transitioning! Word Count: 1166.

“Open the fuckin’ door, it’s freezing.”

You roll your eyes but oblige the request from your teammate. If you didn’t know better, you’d think Soap was allergic to a little snow and below 0 temperatures. The rest of the squad piles in after you, six pairs of boots stomping into the bunker, leaving trails of snow that soon melt.

“Why did we get the mission where there’s bloody snow, my balls are—”

“Enough, Sergeant,” barks Ghost, the leader of your makeshift unit, “you two”—he gestures to you and the guy next to you—”first shift. Rest of you, make yourself scarce. And not another fuckin’ word about it being cold.” The lieutenant fixes Soap with a hard stare. He had been the only one complaining about it, and you cannot help but snicker at the ire aimed at him. You fistbump your watch-mate as you leave to take post outside, waving a dismissive farewell to the rest.

The rest of your waiting passes in a blur, and as quickly as you had paired up with your team, you’re separated. You walk shoulder-to-shoulder with Ghost, discussing the dreadful, but obligatory, report you’ve been co-writing. Neither of you particularly enjoy it, but you appreciate his no-nonsense attitude when it comes to work. Ghost gestures faintly to a paragraph as your eyes scan over a particular phrase that freezes your walking, your hand coming up to slap your forehead.

“Shit, I forgot—Ghost, I’ll catch up with you, alright? I forgot to mention something to Captain Yang!” You are already out of arm's reach by the time he registers what you said, and all he can do is watch you wave your goodbye. “Just… leave the report on my desk, I know you have the key!”

And with that… you’ve disappeared from view, leaving Ghost alone as he rubs the bridge of his nose with mild exasperation and an ink-stained report. Still, Simon is a man of his word, and so, he makes his way towards your private dwelling — a luxury few have the privilege to have in the military, though it’s worth noting that the owner passes from personnel to personnel depending on who’s on base, and right now, that’s you.

The room is quiet as he enters.

It reminds him of a hotel room. There’s barely any signs of living, though you do keep a few personal items, and Ghost would be lying if he said he wasn’t a bit curious. The desk is barren, though one of the drawers is pulled out. He rolls his eyes, more out of habit than exasperation, to ignore something as simple as pushing a drawer shut.

He moves to diligently store the report in the aforementioned drawer, but something causes him to pause. 

A small vial. No larger than his palm. 

A sudden bitter taste climbs up his throat, acidic and vile, as he reaches for the unknown bottle of liquid. There’s no telltale sign of the contents—the label is in worn condition, and there are no documents to verify his suspicions. You, a man he trusts, wouldn’t go behind his back on something like this, right? You, who have heeded his command for missions and personal inquiries? Someone he calls a friend? A confidant? 

He clenches the small vial in his palm. He should take it up the ladder right away, but he can’t find it in himself to move his legs. He wants to be wrong so badly, but how could this be explained?

“I didn’t take you for a curious cat.” 

Your voice cuts through the silence with a sudden and unflinching tone. There's subtle accusations behind the words, and why wouldn’t there be? You had just caught him palming your stuff. Stuff that was very much tucked away in a drawer, open, yes, but in a drawer nonetheless.

The lack of response causes you to roll your eyes, you’re annoyed, not upset, it’s more bothersome than anything. You walk towards him with intention, reaching for the vial in his hand. 

He doesn’t relent. 

“Very funny,” you mutter, “give it.”

“What the hell are you thinkin’?” 

You blink slowly, frowning at his response. Your gaze drops to the vial before focusing on your commanding officer. “I’m thinking that, that’s my property, and I—”

“I find it hard to believe you’re thinkin’ at all,” he says, lifting the vial as if it was a piece of discriminating evidence. “You’re damn fuckin’ lucky I was the one who found this—”

Your earlier irritation turns to blatant anger. You’ve received no explanation, no rhyme-or-reason, and it feels incredibly uncomfortable having someone find out about your personal history without having been prompted by you. You’re confused, and fuelled by your flight-or-fight instincts. “My possessions are none of your business!”

“You think it’s not my business whether someone under my command is doing steroids?” he retorts, voice seething with anger, but more importantly, disappointment. 

You stare back at him, slack-jawed. His words echo in your head on loop. Over and over again.

“Holy shit,” you mutter, voice quiet with disbelief. You tiredly rub your face, sensing the faint thrumming of a headache building up. You barely make it over to the nearest chair before you all but fall into it. Simon takes your silence as a confirmation. He takes your cursing as getting caught. He’s about to open his mouth again, you can see the skull-mask subtly shifting in motion with his jaw. You interrupt him before he can even start again, your hand cutting through the air.

“Lieutenant,” you say, mustering every ounce of respect you have left in you, keeping your tone levelled. “That is my prescribed testosterone.”

The silence that follows is deafening.

“I have the documents verifying the legit—”

“No, no, you needn’t do that,” Ghost mumbles swiftly, and you can’t help but be in awe at seeing the Lieutenant embarrassed for the first time. Positively mortified, even. 

The label had gotten scratched during transport, and considering you keep photocopies of the label for security measures, you’ve never worried about replacing it. Hasn’t been your first bottle, and it won’t be your last.   

You watch as Simon carefully peels off his balaclava, baring his face to you with an expression of obvious remorse. There’s a slight tinge of red to his cheeks, and you can’t fight back the lopsided smile.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” he says, shamefaced and genuine. “Not my proudest moment, I’ll admit.” He’s trying to lighten the situation, and you appreciate it, you truly do, but there is also a comedic value you cannot ignore.

“I appreciate you taking the time to confront me privately first, but honestly Simon, do you think that low of me? That I would be taking steroids?” You keep your voice calm and levelled, but there is a subtle disappointment in your voice.

“Don’t tell others about this.” He pauses. “Please.”

“Are you pulling rank on me, sir?”

“Yes.”

You chuckle. “I was going to keep it quiet anyway.”

“I know.”

#simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #ghost #ghost cod #cod #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw22 #x reader #reader #fanfiction #trans reader #platonic

[taihua]

FengQing + kiss prompt 5?

5. --where it hurts | also requested by @luckymoonly! | kiss prompts

“I can’t believe you’d even suggest this,” Mu Qing hisses. “You have a lot of nerve, Nan Yang—Ju Yang—” 

His cheeks and the tips of his ears are as red as Taicang’s maple leaves, and the whites of his eyes flash in a way that suggests he’s about to lose his temper completely, even at the cost of their mission. 

“Why not?” Feng Xin crosses his arms, and bites the inside of his cheek to stop a malicious smile. In fact, he hasn’t gone out of his way to torment Mu Qing; he never has, despite Mu Qing’s accusations. This situation has just fallen into their laps, so he’s going to enjoy it while he can. “One of us has to pose as the household servant if we want to find out who’s raising the dead, and one of us actually knows what duties are expected of a servant. How long do you think I’d last before they noticed something wrong?” 

Mu Qing huffs. “That’s your personal failing. If I posed as a guard, no one would be any wiser…” 

“You’d be dismissed before nightfall for annoying the family’s guests,” Feng Xin argues. “Just like I’d be dismissed for not knowing how to sweep a floor, and then we’d both be standing out in the street like idiots. So are you taking the servant’s uniform or not?” 

Mu Qing’s jaw twists, but he snatches the bundle of fabric from the ground. “I hope you never sleep again because of all the shitty women praying to your stupid dick.” 

Feng Xin catches him by the elbow before he can find a private area to change and holds him still by the hip with his other hand; they spend a moment with their foreheads touching, and Feng Xin’s lips are close enough to brush against Mu Qing’s when he speaks. “... You forgot something.” 

He hears Mu Qing’s breath catch, eyelashes tilting down as he stares at Feng Xin’s mouth. 

Feng Xin gives him a hard shove in the direction of the broom leaning against the plastered wall, and barely manages to duck in time as Mu Qing hurls a projectile at his skull.

#fengqing #tgcf fic #feng xin #mu qing #anonymous #more of an almost kiss. but.

[orion4ever]

heya!! would you be willing to do tamarack and/or qiu headcannons for an mc who's super polite and mature like baxter half of the time and completely feral the other half? have a wonderful day!!

Author’s note: Hey! Thank you for the request! I will be writing for step 1 Qiu and Tamarack! I hope I made them accurate!

Pairing: Qiu and MC & Tamarack and MC

🗒️🍂

Qiu Lin 🗒️

He would think you were cool!

Based on how he sees Baxter as this cool older kid, I would assume he would appreciate someone with some maturity.

He might think you are even COOLER than Baxter because you're his age.

He likes that you are polite as well.

You two, over time gain the reputation of being a polite duo!

His parents are glad that he’s friends with you, They believe you are a good influence.

Qiu might joke around with you about you potentially “being an adult trapped in a kid’s body”

Overall, He likes your polite nature and asks you for advice.

Now , its time for your feral side 👹

He’s pleasantly, surprised.

He suspected that there had to be another side of you that he wasn’t seeing

Yin and Yang, a balance etc.

Qiu likes the energy you bring

It's like having scary dog privileges/j

He might dote and worry a little about you

If you're like reckless feral and not just silly feral

Like running across streets (there are no cars but he’s still worried)

Or like having to be held back/hj

He likes joking that you might need to be put on a child leash!

One time, he entered your house’s kitchen; looking for you.

You were on top of the fridge.

You got too silly.

Tamarack Bauman🍂

At first, Tamarack would be the slightest amount dismissive.

But then she would warm up quickly and you two will be fast friends.

She may have thought you were older than her until you confirmed you are the same age.

Her grandmother would like your polite and mature nature.

Takes notice of how careful you are, how you eat, and how you talk.

Tamarack’s grandmother probably has Tamarack hang out with you a lot since you a good influence.

Tamarack, like Qiu. Also asks for advice constantly.

While hyper, she does like some guidance or support.

Time to go feral 👹

“You two might burn the place down.”

Chaos meets chaos

You guys get into so much trouble.

People shiver in fear when you two enter any establishment.

It is a nice change of pace though! Sometimes, you don’t wanna be the voice of reason.

She is also a little reckless so you both scare Qiu a lot.

You both jump at people from bushes.

#fanfic #olnf tamarack #olnf mc #olnf #olnf qiu #our life now and forever #qiu lin #tamarack baumann #our life qiu #our life tamarack #headcanons

[kpop-kitkat]

I Think You're Cute | K

pairing | k x trainee f!reader

genre/cw | friends-to-lovers, idol au, trainee au, crush, crying, body shaming, mention of physical abuse, featuring &TEAM

wc | 1.6k

notes | none

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“Five, six, seven, eight, left, hop, turn around, no! Y/n you’re doing it wrong,” the dance instructor scolded. 

“Sorry Mrs. Yang,” Y/n bowed her head. She glanced around to see that all the other trainees were watching her intently, causing her to flush unintentionally. 

Mrs. Yang sighed deeply. “If you want to debut, you’ll work on the choreography twelve hours a day! Do you hear me?” She crossed her arms.

”Yes, Mrs. Yang. I was busy, I-“

”Your excuses mean nothing to me,” she scoffed. “You either debut with Hybe or you don’t debut at all. I doubt any other entertainment company would train you. You’re not even worth the time.” 

“I’m sorry,” she closed her eyes tightly and bowed her head. She couldn’t even bring herself to look up. “I promise to work harder.”

”You best do so,” she sighed angrily. 

Just then, the clock chimed. It was break time.

”I suppose I’ll see you all tomorrow for your monthly evaluation along with Mr. Won. You’re dismissed,” she said, gesturing them all to leave. 

All of the girls picked up their duffel bags and exited. But Y/n was stopped.

”Y/n,” Mrs. Yang called.

Y/n squeezed her eyes shut before turning around. “Yes?” 

“Start eating less. Your gaining weight, I can see it in your face,” she frowned. “Minyeon and Jinri never had trouble with their diets.”

Oh how Y/n hated being compared to the other girls. Especially regarding weight.

”Yes Mrs. Yang,” she whispered, tears stinging her eyes. 

~~~

K smiled to himself when break time came. As a part of the pre-debut group &TEAM, he had a lot on his plate. Breaks were lovely. But he also did a little happy dance on the inside at the thought of seeing his crush, Y/n. The two had known each other for two years, ever since Y/n was street casted. They weren't exactly friends though. Heck, they never really did anything but acknowledge each other's existence. But he saw her around enough to develop feelings for her. She was the brightest, kindest, cutest person he knew. How was he to admit it? Maybe soon. But not just yet.

 "Y/n!" EJ waved Y/n over to sit with his members. 

She shyly brought her lunch over, which consisted of spicy ramen, and sat between EJ and Yuma, the only two she really knew in the group.

 "I should introduce you all. Guys, this is L/n Y/n," Yuma announced, and they all greeted her warmly. "Y/n, this is Fuma, Harua, Jo, Taki, Maki, Yihsiang, and K," he explained.

 "Hi," she waved. 

 "Nice to meet you Y/n. I hope we can be friends," Taki smiled.

The rest of the members said kind things to Y/n, yet K remained silent. In truth, he wanted to officially meet her on his own, not with Yuma's help. It would be a terrible first impression on his crush, at least in his mind.

The clock chimed yet again, signaling it was vocal and rap practice time.

 "See you later," Maki waved at her as he and the guys left to their respective rooms.

~~~~~

Y/n collapsed on her bed in her apartment room and sighed. Her back ached terribly as she stretched. It had been a long day. Sitting up, she glanced at the mirror on the wall. She played with the strands of her messy hair and squished her cheeks, seeing how chubby they really were. And they weren't, at all. It was simply Mrs. Yang scolding Y/n every chance she got. And while Y/n didn't understand her reasons, she had grown used to it by now. Used to being humiliated in front of her trainees. And while known of these rude comments and scoldings were true, they got to her head. "What am I doing wrong," she whispered to herself before breaking down in tears.

It was another night of listening to depressing music as tears streamed down her cheeks.

~~The Next Day~~

 "Bro just tell her! I'm sick of seeing you give her puppy eyes 24/7 and not saying anything!" EJ frowned. "And I'd bet she likes you back. I mean who wouldn't? Look at you," he teased.

 "I'm not completely sure. I really want to tell her. I just don't know how," K admitted.

 "It's not like you're getting down on one knee with a diamond ring for heaven's sake! Just find a time when you're both alone with an hour or more to spare," EJ suggested.

 "Okay. Thanks EJ," K fist bumped him before going up to his room. 

 He immediately began surfing the internet using key words: confessing to my crush. And after an hour, he had a long list.

"Okay. Be expressive, be confident, compliment her, and don't bore her. Get straight to the point," he spoke just above a whisper as he kept reading the short list over and over.

~~~~~

It all seemed like a good idea until the time actually came. He stood at the door to Y/n's practice room, unable to open the door.

"Just do it!" EJ shouted from around the corner.

 "I'll kill you if you mess this up for me!" K seethed.

With a newfound confidence, he knocked on the door. But when it opened, a crying Y/n brushed past him and went down the hall. He stood there, confused, dropping his list on accident as well. He decided to follow her for about a minute. And just when he was about to give up, he heard sniffling in his own vocal practice room. He opened the door and saw her, curled up into a ball, leaning against the same wall K had always used for physical support on the bad days. He quietly closed the door behind him and knelt beside her. 

"Hey, you okay?" He asked softly.

 "I'll never be good enough K," she suddenly spoke. "I don't even deserve to be here."

 His gaze softened. "What? Of course you do! You're so talented Y/n."

 "Mrs. Yang she... she," she choked on her own words.

"She what Y/n?" K became curious. 

 "She told me to leave the company, and that I'm not good enough to follow my dreams," she explained.

K could tell she was hiding something still. "What else? Just tell me the truth Y/n, it won't hurt you."

 "She got angry with me so she... hit me. She pushed me to the ground and my wrist is most likely fractured," she cried. 

"What?!" He exclaimed, quickly getting up and running to the other side of the room. He opened a cabinet and brought out a shoulder sling. "Here," he helped her put it on, clasping it behind her back. "Try not to move too much, okay? I need to speak to Mr. Kim."

She nodded in response as he quickly exited the room.

~~~~~

 "Mr. Kim?" K knocked on his studio door.

 "Yes K?" He looked up from his desk with a smile.

 "Mrs. Yang needs to be fired. She pushed one of your trainees, Y/n to the ground and told her to leave the company," he explained, breathing heavily. "She's no good for the company."

 "I'm sorry that has happened. I'll deal with it as soon as I can. Thank you for telling me K," he smiled again before going back to his work.

~~The Next Day~~

Y/n loved having Mrs. Yang gone. She felt much more free. And her replacement, Mrs. Kwon, was an angel. Strict enough to be a good dance instructor, but as sweet and understanding as they come. But she had someone to thank for it.

"K?" Y/n knocked on his apartment door. It soon opened and she smiled at the occupant. "Hey."

 "Hey umm, would you like to come in?" He gestured to his couch area, and she accepted with a nod and a simple "thank you". 

They both took seats next to each other before she spoke. "I just wanted to thank you for yesterday. You have no idea how grateful I am that she's gone now."

"You're welcome. Nobody deserves to be treated the way you were."

"Yeah," she smiled, before falling into silence. It looked like she still had something she wanted to say, and K read her mind.

 "You're probably wondering why I showed up at your practice room yesterday, so I might as well get straight to the point," he took a deep breath. "I think you're cute and I uh... I've had a crush on you for like a year now. I was wondering if you wanted to go out?"

 "Wow, I was going to ask you first," Y/n laughed.

"You were?"

 "Yeah, I guess you were oblivious to my obvious stares in the past year."

 "I guess I was," he chuckled.

~~~~~

Had K not had the bravery to confess, he wouldn't have been where he was right now. Sitting on top of his car, watching the sunset, with his girlfriend's head on his shoulder. "To think, today would've been our second anniversary if I said something right when I knew I liked you," K sighed.

 "At least we have each other now. Better late than never I say," Y/n picked her head up off his shoulder to see his eyes. "And I for one, wouldn't have it any other way."

 "Make it two," he smiled, before planting a short and sweet kiss on her lips.

#k #&audition boys #&team #&audition #&team imagines #&team k #k fluff #k angst #k-pop #kpop boys #kpop boy group #idol au #trainee au #&team fluff #&team angst #&team x reader #k x reader #k ff

[bestworstcase]

I found your blog via your post about yang and strength, got really interested, and then I ended up reading through a loooooot of your rwby commentary, and now I’ve got a question for you, if you don’t mind: Is it okay to want Penny to come back? I’ve read a lot of your analysis of her story arc and character, specifically that giant post you wrote about her in november 2021. i um, have definitely been guilty of wanting her to come back a whole lot. I’ve definitely done some frantic and outlandish theorycrafting to cope, but also I really do see what you mean about how her atlas arc is meant to be a tragic ending, so I don’t know how to reconcile my appreciation for the show’s story with my desire of just… really wanting to see her again?

This isn’t me asking you about whether or not she might come back because I’ve made my peace with whatever happens, this is just me asking if like… am I entitled or ungrateful for missing her so much that it makes me cry when such a wonderful story is being told in the show as a whole?

of course it’s okay!!!

the fact that her death had such a profound and lasting emotional impact on you speaks to the strength of the storytelling and the care that the writers poured into her character. tragedy aspires to incite the feelings you’re describing for the purpose of emotional release; catharsis is the whole reason tragedy exists at all.

you’re not just allowed to cry—you’re meant to. you’re supposed to care deeply that she’s gone. it matters. the story grieves for her and it’s inviting you to grieve too. when ruby breaks down over losing penny, it’s okay to be right there with her emotionally.

wanting her to come back or hoping that she might is a natural aspect of that feeling. theorizing—even in a grasping at straws kind of way—is a natural way to process that feeling. so is writing or reading “fix-it” fic or other kinds of AUs where penny survives or returns or never endured that ordeal in the first place. inherent to catharsis is the idea that letting painful feelings out is not only good but necessary for emotional well-being.

(you are also under no obligation to like every creative decision a story makes and it is entirely okay to feel like penny dying in v8 lessened your enjoyment of the story overall, if that’s how you feel. by no means do you owe it to any story to like everything about it just because it’s written well.)

what is entitled is the attitude held by a specific subset of hardcore penny 3.0 theorists that penny’s death was something bad that the writers did to the audience that they now have an obligation to “fix” or “make right”—often accompanying a sentiment along the lines of “why even bring her back if they were just going to kill her off?” and dismissal of her entire presence in the atlas arc as “just fanservice,” sometimes with the implication that the writers took advantage of penny fans only to stab them in the back.

the entitlement comes from the failure or refusal to recognize that the writer’s room does not revolve around what penny fans would like to happen (or indeed fans of any other character) and a narrative turn that upsets you is not something that the writers have done to hurt you. it’s entitled to act like the writers owe it to you to bring a character back to life, which was the general tenor of a lot of high-profile penny 3.0 discourse back in 2021 although the attitude has mellowed since then.

(& just in case: if you, personally, were in the category of penny fans who felt outraged or hurt back then and wanted to demand that the writers make it up to you by reviving her, and you’ve since reflected on those feelings and moved on from them to—as you say—make peace with whatever the story has planned, That Is Also Okay, and you should not beat yourself up over it. this is not something you need to feel guilty about.)

as for how to reconcile appreciating the story for what it is and still feeling like crying when you think about penny… i mean this completely in earnest, even if you’ve never written anything before in your life, try writing a fanfic where she lives or finds her way back or her friends manage to save her. not just reading or looking at fanart—i do think that there is really something to be said for making your own fanworks. writing or drawing gives you a degree of control over what happens in your story or artwork that you can’t get anywhere else and that can be a very comforting outlet when mourning a character.

you’re okay.

[tumblezwei]

Are we sure Ruby is going to be more open with her team in V10, or is she just going to brush off her feelings again until she has another breakdown?

Given her characterization in the JL movie, I think the direction they're going with her is someone more open and willing to talk about her feelings who frequently falls back into her bad habits.

Ruby confronted herself and gained new confidence, but it's impossible to completely work out deep-seated issues like that within a few days. So we get a Ruby that has her hope back, but still doesn't know how to slow down.

What's really changed is WBY's understanding of her, and Ruby's willingness to open up to them. They're able to catch on to her behaviors a lot easier and frequently brought up their concerns, yang especially. And while she initially dismissed their concerns, Ruby did listen to Yang and was able to accept her worries and respond to them.

So like, she's not gonna have another volume 8 breakdown, but a single triumphant moment isn't going to erase the past 17 years of her life.

#ask #florpus500 #rwby x justice league #for the mild spoilers

[moonsandstar-s]

i’m sorry guys i can’t contain myself bumbleby has me in tears not even 48 hours later and i just have to gush about all this

Anyways… looking back on this has me awestruck, honestly. This is a story we’ve been patiently and impatiently attending to for years, a mesh of writing and art and voices and storytelling and animation cobbled together from the hands of many and the initial vision of just one. That seems pretty incredible to me. 

My first girlfriend introduced me to this show when I was 14. Just barely a high school freshman. It was 2015, and Volume 3 hadn’t aired yet. Monty had just passed away and a lot of you, in the FNDM, didn’t know what lay ahead for RWBY. I joined after the uncertainty, before everything that followed. What we had was Burning the Candle, a couple cast jokes, and a few teasing hints that were eventually dismissed by the doubtful. I contented myself with how unlikely a lesbian couple was to ever occur onscreen, and made do with my own imagination. I loved the rich imagery of Blake and Yang’s partnership, the allusions of it, everything it could be. I mourned that it would likely never come to pass and vowed to explore it in my own time, with my own plan.

In the years that followed, I wrote over a million words (I did tally this from my Ao3 account!) and grew enormously along the way. It was this that made me decide to major in English & creative writing at a time I wasn’t even sure I wanted to go to college (I will be graduating next month with a magna cum laude in my field, which I can’t even fathom!) I made friends whom I still talk to, to this day. I devoured absolutely gorgeous pieces of fiction that tended and grew the love from the seed we had seen in the canon show into a garden of extraordinary variety (special shoutout @lightsaroundyourvanity, @thirteenyasmin, @thecousinsdangereux and @pugoata)! I pored over breathtaking works of fan art (looking at you @frankielucky, @corvophobia and @frishbi). I saw some damn good analysis from so many people (hey @almea, @canonbumbleby, & @bumblebyaf!) I watched Blake and Yang throughout the FNDM’s shock at the end of V3, the infighting throughout V4 as it seemed our high hopes would culminate in nothing, our bated breath at their reunion as V5 ended, to our euphoria in V6, and now. We watched, doubting and wondering and celebrating, as incrementally, Blake and Yang found their way back together first in presence, then in spirit. All the while, wondering, will-they-or-won’t-they? 

I hoped so much, and doubted just as often, as many of you did, too. Prior to ever watching RWBY, I’d realized I was gay, but hadn’t ever expected to see someone like me represented in something I loved - at least not in a way where it wasn’t their whole identity rather than just another part, like loving the color blue or preferring coffee to tea. When we watched Lexa get shot, when we saw show after show with lesbian couples result in cancellation, when we became merely a moment in a finale or a passing scene, easily dismissed, it became so easy to let discouragement be the loudest voice of all. 

But sometimes persistence pays off. Sometimes you do get to see the things you’ve loved for so long become more than wishful thinking. Sometimes you get days like yesterday. Where some of us cried, most of us laughed, and we all collectively lost our fucking minds in a way that felt like being a little kid again where everything just feels right.

I guess what I want to say is this: eight years passed. I am not the same person I was when I fell in love with the love that hadn’t even grown enough to be named as such between Blake and Yang. But that girl does live inside of me still, and yesterday, I got to celebrate with her just as freely as she did with me. Over the moon for all of this. Thank you CRWBY, thank you Eddy, Kerry, Arryn, Barbara, Yssa, Miles, and every other animator, concept artist, scriptwriter, every person who had even the slightest hand in making this possible. What a time to be alive! 

#please feel free to reblog with your own stories because i just ADORE hearing them #i am on cloud 9 and never coming down #RWBY #RWBY 9 #RWBY spoilers #RWBY V9 #RWBY Volume 9 #Bumbleby #Blake Belladonna #Yang Xiao Long #if i forgot to tag you i love you and let me know so o can please add you in… there’s just been so many people over the years… EIGHT YEARS! #V9E6

[zhansww]

Sunshine By My Side released its final episode today. Thankfully xD Watching this felt like more of a drag than any other of my men’s dramas. Imo, Sheng Yang was the worst written character I’ve seen gg play. He apparently accepted the role four years ago already, tho. Maybe the initial script he got wasn’t quite so bad. Heck, looking at something like Sheng Yang’s devotion in isolation even makes me understand the appeal of the character. He basically worships his girlfriend and there are certain lines that made me think that yeah, this is probably how gg feels about dd so it must be relatable in a way. But the thing that ruins it is the lack of reciprocation. Throughout the entire show, jian bing is cold, dismissive or downright disrespectful towards Sheng Yang and his feelings for her. And for him to keep groveling like he did just made him seem pathetic. Still. Like he had no self-esteem. It basically lead to a thoroughly unappealing, unbalanced and frankly, unhealthy relationship dynamic. One that definitely won’t work out. There were some funny moments, tho, I’ll give it that. Like when Sheng Yang asked jian bing to let him draw her the way Jack drew Rose. The look on gg’s face during that scene was just perfect lol I definitely still think this script wasn’t worth gg’s talents but by God, I just hope this will have been the last romance drama gg accepted o.O

#sunshine by my side #xiao zhan #text