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numberonenat · 6 months

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kagakuro canon?

okay, this post will be a compilation of evidence and arguments on why i actually think kagami and kuroko is a canon pair.

disclaimer: they're not even my fav ship (it's midotaka), i'm really doing this cause i can't stop thinking about how canon it seems... (and cause it's fun)

translation: "i'm very happy i met you."

right, so...let's start with the basics, shall we?

their relationship

well, i haven't watched many sports animes but kuroko no basket follows a classic plot that we all know:

two main protagonists that don't know each other enter a random and medium team, both with a goal. one is a prodigy and the other one is really bad at first sight but when combined with someone else they really show their potential.

yeah and in the end that "someone else" is mainly the other one, obviously. they always have that "we complete each other" talk and that's the whole plot.

we can see that in haikyuu, yes (and i've only watched a season and a half by pure pressure), but in knb we see that too.

kagami's the prodigy and kuroko is the "weak" one, their goal is to play against all of the members of the generation of miracles and win. they can only do that together, that's the start of everything!

in knb's case the plot is much more interesting than that, but it is still what the anime revolves around.

them being together is what makes them strong. they need each other to get in their best forms and they will stay together. kagami's the light and kuroko's the shadow. they're complementary.

i'm sorry, but that's a gay plot. - really, i've only watched sports animes with a canonically gay main characters, like sk8 the infinity and yuri! on ice, or with this fking sus idea that is litteraly the plot of the anime (i WILL say that it's even gayer than the gay ones. IT'S THE MAIN IDEA).

but that's only what i think, right? so let's proceed to actual arguments and evidence.

first things first...

them and the girls.

kuroko and kagami both show little to no interest in any girl in the anime, while all of the other seirin members and a lot of other characters do constantly.

momoi for example;

she's in love with kuroko and makes it pretty clear. on the other side, he also makes his disinterest clear, still treating her well cause he's a decent person, of course, but always letting her know he doesn't like her back.

in kagami's case, while every other seirin guy totally drools over her - even junpei, who has shown to have feelings towards riko - he almost ignores her existence. moreover, he's even judged by the others for 'not knowing how to treat girls' in one of their few interactions.

and you could say it's like aomine; momoi's even his type but he just doesn't like her. it's a normal thing. they care for each other and see one another like brothers, there's no romantic feelings. kagami and kuroko could just be the same towards her.

but that's why i have more arguments, obviously.

before that tho, there's alex too. there's nothing much to say since anyone would be uncomfortable in being kissed out of nowhere by someone in their 30s especially when youre a minor. and kagami does, even tho he's already used to it.

i just think it's weird for the author to make this much fan service towards her, making her be naked around his house and stuff, and make him, the main 'victim' of that fanservice inside the anime, be uncomfortable (even riko blushed when she kissed her).

we all know that it's not only "how americans are seen in japan", it's pure fanservice. it's already problematic. he isn't trying to make it less problematic by making kagami uncomfortable, that's just how kagami is.

the character's bible.

now we're starting to get somewhere.

for those who don't know, kuroko no basuke characte's bible is a book that contains canon data about the characters. we also have some interviews, with diferent questions that are answered by the characters.

one of those questions is what their types of girl is...

kuroko: gentle people

kagami: stable gir……person……

kise: a girl who won't tie him down

midorima: older

aomine: girls with big bust

murasakibara: tall girl (if taller than me, then forget it)

-> credits of the translation: pika318 @/mangafox

the only ones that dont especify gender, even tho asked for type of > girl < it's kuroko and kagami.

you may think midorima is included but actually not (still have my own headcanon ofc but)...

think of it like asking someone for their favorite type of fruit. "sour" is an ok anwer, you don't need to specify saying "sour fruit". but answering you like "sour food" instead it's another thing, it's weird... like you purposely said it to indirectly say you don't like fruit or you simply like all types of sour food.

it was a weid example but y'all understand my point, right?

it's even more weird since kagami was going to say girl, but hesitated. like...why? why would he hesitate and then change it to "person" for no fking reason? sorry, it's too sus for me.

ok. then there's the relationship pages. kuroko and kagami's (obviously) to be more specific.

kuroko's:

aomine: old partner

kagami: current partner

momoi: girlfriend?

kise: friend

murasakibara: friend?

midorima: this person is difficult to deal with.

kagami's:

himuro: brotherlike

kuroko: partner

midorima: he annoys me

aomine: i’ll get revenge

kise: 「kagami-chi」 !?

alex: teacher

-> credits: fuyuyuu here on tumblr

okay, this doesn't prove anything by itself, and as is writen "old partner" (wow i cried) in aomine on kuroko's one we know that this means partner as in basket of course.

also! don't mind the "girlfriend?" in momoi, she refers herself as kuroko's girlfriend (that's why it's there and with a question mark) but that's all. it's canon that he doesn't like her, like i said, and they don't end up together. (ofc it's okay if you ship them duh- i'm literally doing a whole blog on kagakuro, i'm not the one to judge)

i just think it's a great addition, i couldn't leave it out of here and it's also SO cute even platonicly, c'mon.

and it also adds to the idea that they "complete each other" as in the sports anime plot.

people who they get along the best in their current team:

kuroko: kagami

kagami: i spend most of my time with kuroko

kise: kasamatsu, but he kicks me

midorima: takao, but he's my servant

aomine: sakurai, because his bento is delicious

murasakibara: himuro

-> credits of the translation: pika318 @/mangafox

there's also this...and it's kinda obvious but it's still cute.

and that's what i have from the character's bible...

the manga / anime itself.

okay, we've seen a lot of stuff now, but let's go to the thing that actually made me wanna do this post...

i was rewatching knb normaly until this happened:

translation: "i know one! they're so cute as a couple."

at first, i just laughed and imediatly took this picture to show my friends how canon they are (as a joke at the time). i was using my computer to watch and for some reason i can't connect my netflix account on it, so i was watching in a pirated website.

in this types of site, the subtitles are often translated by fans and since they are made by non profecionals, they always have a lot of mistranslations and typos. some fans like to purposely chance the translations too to make it more funny in some situations.

so after a while i figured i HAD to know if it was real cause i didn't remember to have seen this at the first time i watched.

i even took notes of what episode that was to check later in my tv's netflix, in both my language and english subtitles... but i am impatient so i did my research.

-> credits: luna~ on anime amino.

i found this.

i tried to enhance the quality of the picture so we can see better...

in case you still can't understand what izuki's saying: "aww, so cute! wait, they're not a couple...!"

yeah, the translation is not exactly the same, but just look at this, seriously. at least we can say izuki ships them, lol. that's more than something, right?

i'll still check the subtitles and the dubs when i can just to know what it's said there, but yeah...just...look.

also, there’s this scene in the middle of the seirin x yosen game where kagami says to kuroko: “besides, between my past with tatsuya and my future with you, it’s obvious which is more important” AND IT’S SO CUTE this scene lives in my mind rent free i love them so much even platonically-

well

lastly, i'll just leave here scenes where they're being cute cause i casually record them...and since i have it feel like i need to put them here...

cute!!! them fistbumping fistbump part 2

translation: "are you okay?" "damn"

i could only upload one so yeah, this is the best one, look at them.

like i said, this was only for fun since they'll probably never be confirmed...i have nothing else to do in life so i do this knda stuff YAY hope you all enjoyed it :)

english is not my first language so let me know if i make any mistakes.

i will continue rewatching and if i find something else i'll put it here!!! if you know about something else too, feel free to say it! (i actually beg you to)

#KAGAKURO CANON #sports animes are always so gay bro #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basuke #kuroko's basketball #kuroko tetsuya #kagami taiga #kagakuro #knb #kuroko no basquet #generation of miracles #seirin #taiga kagami #tetsuya kuroko #sports anime #kagakuro otp

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sarah-cam · 8 months

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This is the same anon that just messaged about Jeremiah/Conrad! I forgot to add sort of in the analysis Jelly/Bonrad and why you think one is "better" analysis-wise or even personal-preference-wise 😊

alright i’m going to start this with just my personal preference and then get into an analytical side. a lot of my opinions on the ships revolve around my opinions of conrad vs jeremiah, because a lot of the reasons i don't like jere have to do with jelly (that post is here)

again, i want to start this by saying that if you ship jelly that’s awesome for you but to be blunt lbr y’all are delulu if you genuinely believe that bonrad won’t be endgame 😂

jenny han spent several years and three books building the relationship between belly and conrad, and now two seasons of a show where not only are belly and conrad ALWAYS the underlying relationship, but conrad is imo clearly the lead male over jeremiah. he continuously has storylines outside of his relationship with belly, vs jere's focus pretty much only revolving around that so far. she’s not going to change the endgame… she’s just not 🤷🏻‍♀️

first things first — i don’t choose the ship, the ships choose me 🙏🏼 it’s pretty simple and probably is for a lot of people, i just get all the tingly feelings and that’s that

from that first slow motion walk up, the chemistry was CHEM👏🏼IS👏🏼TRY👏🏼ING👏🏼!!! lola and chris have such amazing chemistry in every single scene, even when they don’t even say anything, and that chemistry is romantic straight from that very first scene

and i will admit, lola and gavin have good chemistry too!! (lola honestly has such great, unique chemistry with every other actor) even though i have my issues with it, the scene between belly and jeremiah on the side of the road DID hit me in the feels. the issue for me though is that the vibes i get are just not romantic in the same way as it is with conrad, its bestie vibes. at the very least, they start the show with bestie vibes and romantic vibes "develop". it just feels forced in a way, especially since belly and conrad is just always there.

i should be able to see it - you shouldn't have to tell me. most notably, when trusky goes on that weird rant about their "vibes" when they were literally just standing next to each other, worrying about conrad, and jere was rolling his eyes about conrad being depressed over belly. they constantly talk about their "ESP" but when it comes time to show how well he knows her, it's not even just that he doesn't know her favorite candy is sour patch kids - he literally doesn't know that she hates swedish fish

taking some points from my conrad/jeremiah analysis, i don't like the way jeremiah is manipulative and constantly makes belly feel guilty for being happy or simply just existing next to conrad. rolling his eyes when she seems a little jealous of sophie and when she has a little smile when she learns conrad was staring at pictures of her, constantly eyeing them when belly worries about conrad in "love fool", interrupts them with an angry look when they talk in the store in "love fest", brings her up in his fight with conrad also in "love fest", keeps giving nasty looks in "love triangle" when conrad gives her his sweatshirt, the stuff with the candy, and when their hands BARELY touch at the motel. in that same lane, i just feel like he invalidates her feelings a lot, shames her for loving conrad, and dismisses/shuts her down when she tries to talk about it (which was funny when lola said in an interview that jere made belly feel more heard 😂 she's fighting for her life out there)

the episode with his narration was PAINFUL. i'm sorry but he gave off the biggest incel vibes. everything he said revolved around hating on conrad or victimizing himself, like "doesn't she know i would treat her so much better?? doesn't she know how much i want to be sitting next to her?? conrad had no right to date her after ignoring her for years." IT WAS GROSS. and also, not true. jere said himself that he started liking her after she 'turned pretty' which... i don't even believe. he only started liking her after he saw her almost kiss conrad. he is supportive of cam cameron and encourages their relationship. he's only jealous of conrad.

to conrad, this isn't a competition or a game. and if it was, he would voluntarily lose if it meant belly would be happy.

and in case you were still doubting the iconic soulmatism that only occurs in the ultimate endgames - here ya go!!

tropes: i found an amazing list laid out here and picked out some of the best ones

all girls want bad boys

anguished declaration of love (more so the 3rd book so it hasn't happened yet)

childhood friends/best friends to lovers (yes because conrad is ALSO her best friend)

childhood crush

everyone can see it

first love/first guy wins

i want my beloved to be happy

settle for sibling

single-target sexuality (conrad only ever loves belly and lbr she only ever truly loves him)

unrequited/secretly-requited love

music: like... come on... it's pretty clear (and before you bring up delicate, don't: "this ain't for the best" "we can't make any promises")

lover, "can we always be this close forever and ever?"

the way i loved you, "and i never knew i could feel that much"

this love, "these hands had to let it go free and this love came back to me"

false god, "we'd still worship this love"

august, "for me, it was enough to live for the hope of it all"

back to december, "it turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you"

last kiss, "i never thought we'd have a last kiss"

invisible string, "all along there was some invisible string tying you to me"

sweet nothing, "i find myself running home to your sweet nothings"

snow on the beach, "time can't stop me quite like you did"

exile, "we always walked a very thin line"

when the party's over, "i've learned to lose you, can't afford to"

drivers license, "how could i ever love someone else?

deja vu, "she thinks it's special but it's all reused"

never really over, "just because it's over doesn't mean it's really over"

steal my girl, "we want the same things we dream the same dreams"

i'm kissing you, "but watching stars without you my soul cried"

little things:

conrad was the only one growing up that ever included her

they have their own handshake in the volleyball game (vs belly teaching jere her and taylor’s)

he gets her meaningful presents (junior mint, glass unicorn, infinity necklace, bouquet of candy)

he always knows and gets her favorite things (muffins, candy)

they call each other all the time

he gives her his sweaters even when she says she's not cold, because he knows she doesn't mind the cold but likes being cozy

pictures of the two of them are constantly showed (belly's phone, her room, the polaroid)

conrad is the leader but they also look to belly as a leader too (deciding to throw the party, boardwalk, team belly/team conrad)

conrad cheers for steven to fight milo but breaks it up as soon as belly tells him to

always worrying about each other (conrad jumps in to defend laurel from adam when belly gets upset, she always looks to him first when something bad happens)

he can tell that she's awake in the motel because she isn't snoring

they have the same dream of the future (coming back to cousins)

and most of all, susannah, laurel, AND steven ship it 👑

parallels:

first off, the flashbacks typically mirror what's going on in present day and almost every flashback is of something important with conrad

the pool scenes with belly swimming while conrad has his feet in

she dreams of him kissing her in the beginning of s2 in the same way he kisses her when they are in front of the fireplace

they continuously have important scenes on the beach

he picks her up the same way the last time they were on the beach as a couple and the first time since their breakup

her wearing his cousins rowing shirt and then still having it, wearing his sweater/sweatshirt, wearing his t-shirt even when broken up

she brings up how he helped her with trig during 'shoot your shot'

he always plays with her hair/brushes it from her face

the infinity necklace and junior mint always being there

constant parallels to staylor (i made a post about them here), jenny has literally said that steven is taylor's conrad

quotes:

conrad - "i'm glad that it was me" "i do want you" "you're it for me" "my chest physically hurts to not be able to tell her that i'm in love with her" "i don't think i could ever get over you" "[you're cold-hearted] for everyone else maybe, not for you"

belly - "you were great" "being with you is all i'ver ever wanted" "i want it to be with you" "there's only you, there's only ever been you" "i was in love, steven, like, out of my mind in love" "he made it so hard not to love him" "i loved conrad longer and truer than anyone in my whole life" "i'll probably never love anyone like that again" "i would've fought for you" "i don't regret any of the times we were together"

laurel - "for belly, conrad is the sun, and when the sun comes out, the stars disappear", saying that a cozy campfire (jeremiah) is not enough compared to fireworks (conrad)

steven - "conrad's her soulmate"

susannah - "i knew it" "take care of him", the letters she's writing in her last scene

foreshadowing:

most obviously, infinity - like it's pretty hard to argue with. also, when conrad explains infinity he compares it to a racetrack, and at the boardwalk him and belly cross the finish line of the racetrack together

dancing - all of the times belly dances, it's with conrad. the deb ball dance especially foreshadows a first dance at a wedding

venus - it is an evening star before it disappears, and then it returns as a morning star. conrad disappears from her life before returning

belly flops - conrad is always holding her under the arms, by her heart

rollerblades - belly talks about her feelings for conrad being tucked away like her rollerblades, which came out of storage in s2

staylor - belly and taylor's conversation about forgetting first loves and then taylor immediately ignoring that and getting with steven... she's so real

deja vu - belly constantly sees things that remind her of conrad, especially when she is with jeremiah. the song literally plays while she's in the car with him. like again... "it's all reused" 😂

names- isabel susannah conklin and conrad beck fisher... talk about fate amirite

lighting - the motel scene... enough said

#this is so long and i could still say more 😂#answered #anon #bonrad #anti jelly #anti jeremiah fisher #the summer i turned pretty #tsitp meta #this is why as much as i say conrad needs to get far away from them #i will always be a bonrad endgame truther

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inklessletter · 3 months

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what are a few things you really want to see happen in season 5 of ST?

how about 3 things specific to steve,as a bonus?

Hi my beloved anon.

I want to genuinely understand Vecna/Henry's motives. This might sound stupid, but I don't get him. This charcter's story revolves around the fact that he feels too strong to be a limited, petty human and that he doesn't "agree" with time and life/death rules, given the fact that he's insanely powerful. But he gets to achieve that, after is fight with baby Eleven, he's sent to the Upside Down, a place with no time or life/death rules like the world he comes from, and he's turn into a whole new creature, leaving his humanity behind. He gets what he wants. So I would very much like a satisfactory explanation of why he wants to go back to Hawkins, because that's the whole plot of S4 and after how little he thinks of humans I refuse to believe that he just wants revenge against Eleven because that's not only human, that's plain basic. So please Duffers explain ?¿?¿?¿?¿

I want Nancy Wheeler to be full and whole and a l o n e. I would very much like the show to bitch slap everyone who plainly focuses on who is Nancy going to end up with when season after season she's struggling to be strong and independent and competent in everything she does, so I would very much like for her to just be happy with herself and not having people around her that makes her slow her pace.

Would very much love if writers wouldn't be afraid of finishing characters arcs by ending up in death. I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want this to happen because I love the boy with all my heart and he's by far my fav, but for example, if Steve dies his arc is complete. I won't expand the reasons because that will be for another long ass text post, but he was intended to die and they're extending the character, first because Keery's amazing performance in s1, and second because after s2 he became insanely loved and they can't afford to kill such a beloved character (like they didn't kill Hopper in s3) before the shows has a clear end.

I want Karen to do something. Anything. Also, Holly. That'd be precious. I'd love to see her team up with Joyce and bring back the powerful badass character she used to be in s1. Mommy Killer Team (that might include Steve if he's not left to his own devices).

I don't want to bring Eddie Munson back to life. I'm sorry. I know after the Steve death and this Eddie thing I may earn some unfollows but. Let him stay dead. Bring Joseph Quinn back, yes, in flashbacks or stuff, but keep Eddie dead. Don't turn the teary s4 end into a fucking prank. Please, I beg. I don't want to see the fandom all angry (again) because for two years we've been making it better with art and fanfics and headcanons and love to make justice for the Eddie's demise that the show so unashamedly delivered. Please, don't make the fandom look like clowns.

For Steve exclusively (as a bonus) I'd love to a) see him wielding the nailed bat again, b) become Max's legal big brother and c) to have a great ending.

Jesus that was long, I'm sorry.

#inklessletter #ask game #answered #anon

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shannonsketches · 5 months

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Can I just say I love how you can be somewhat critical about certain things about totk without completely and unnecessarily trashing it and even adding humor. I wish more people were like that.

Aw, thank you! I'm just trying to make sure folks feel safe to enjoy things here (as long as, yknow, the respect goes both ways).

I definitely used to be someone who would trash stuff unnecessarily, and I'll always credit a mutual (although I did forget their handle,,,I'm so sorry) I had at the time for just letting me go on a long rant about why something bothered me and went, "That sounds really personal, but that got nothing to do with this." And all at once I realized I'd been projecting my needs/wants/expectations onto other peoples work (commercial or otherwise), and holding strangers responsible for serving me, specifically! Which is an absurd thing to expect from anyone!!

And sometimes I still forget the world doesn't revolve around me, glorious me, and I have to go back and apologize and do my mental health homework to figure out why I reacted a certain way, and why I took something so personally. But it's been really helpful to try and do the homework first, or type that whole salty take up and delete it or draft and review it again in the morning, before you make a stranger (or a friend!) feel bad or unsafe with you for the crime of enjoying something you didn't (which I have done, many times, and feel very bad about).

Plus, I've learned that if you're someone who is always analyzing and critiquing things, those moments can be really good practice for (respectfully! privately! in your own space! not on that stranger's post! not in that poor dev's DMs!) considering what you might have done differently, assuming you had the same parameters and resources available. I find this is especially good practice if you plan on entering a creative field! I promise you get a lot more sympathetic with how things turn out when you force yourself to dream within a budget and a deadline.

(also being nice to professionals is good practice! Some of them are jerks, true, but 99% of devs artists designers directors etc are just doing their best under a ton of stress and pressure to make everyone happy, and they're usually really proud of what they're able to accomplish, and they are absolutely not getting paid enough to deal with the comment section)

Once you let go of that need to be Correct and have control over stuff that isn't about you, you end up having a lot more fun and a lot less limitations for playing in the sandbox, and with other creatives! Plus you learn about yourself, and what your priorities and tastes are. You become a better story teller and collaborator when you can not only find but actively look for the good in things you may have completely dismissed as a kneejerk reaction to not liking something about it.

And again, I'm definitely still an ass, a lot more often than I'd like to be. I still struggle with that need to be Correct and to have complete control over my sandbox. I still get defensive and have to navigate rejection sensitivity when someone's idea contradicts mine. I definitely understand the reactivity when something means a lot to us, and it takes practice to share when you're used to being protective! But it's so, so worth it.

You meet such amazing people and find such wonderful, supportive communities when you embrace two cake theory. I highly recommend making an effort to expand your perspective and be a part of that support.

Supportive Community Pro-Tips from a Fandom Old Guy:

You don't have to adopt a theory to enjoy or appreciate it!

If someone's takes upset you, just block them. It's okay.

Don't critique someone's work unless they ask for critique

Don't RB someone's work with negative/contradictory comments, just make your own post

DO freak out in the tags/comments/inbox if you like something

Obviously don't wish harm over ships/headcanons/etc, just block!

Remember someone else's work is not about you

Remember someone else's work is Not About You

Are they experiencing a thing? Are they sharing their experience with you? That's a gift! Treat it like one!

Elitism is a mind killer. Newer ≠ Lesser, Older ≠ Greater. We all have stuff to offer and we all have stuff to learn.

and if I may impart the most important thing I've ever learned in fandom:

BE NICE TO EACH OTHER, WE'RE ALL JUST MAKING STUFF UP!

Thank you for the lovely message and for letting me ramble I'm!! Sorry this got so long and preachy, haha

#Remember kids the Number One Rule to relaxing and having fun in your fandom is “Yes And”ing. The more ridiculous the better.#give princess zelda a unicorn and a gun it's okay who can stop you

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writingquestionsanswered · 2 months

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Hello!

This might have already been answered in a previous post. However, tumblr on mobile hates me and doesn’t want to work half of the time so I’m having trouble locating stuff.

I’m working on a second draft of my manuscript and am trying multiple POVs along with having each chapter either be a different day or different character. For example: chapter one is date ‘xx’ with ‘character A’, while chapter two is date ‘xy’ with ‘character B’. (My story takes place over eight months with four distinct POVs). One of the very early chapters doesn’t have many plot points, but has a major one in it, as the major plot point leads to the kick off the inciting incident. (I usually do 5-6 basic points/events I want to hit in a chapter). But I’m only coming up with 1-2 for this specific chapter.

Would it be a better idea to combine this chapter with the next chapter? Or should I rework this chapter to have more substance? I could leave it as is however, I feel as if the chapter wouldn’t hit the mini word count I set for myself or highlight what I’m trying to show. Would it be a good idea to flesh out the world and this specific character more— or would it seem to info-dump-y?

Thanks so much! Also sorry if my question makes barely any sense.

Hitting 5-6 Plot Points/Events Per Chapter

First: tumblr on mobile hates everyone, so no worries there.

I'm curious about this idea of hitting 5 to 6 plot points or events per chapter... this isn't structural method I've ever encountered before, and honestly, it sound like a lot to cram into a single chapter. Most chapters would revolve around a single plot point or event, with maybe a few minor ones where necessary.

I mean, the bottom line is if it's working for your story, don't change it. If you feel like the chapters are solid and not too busy, keep doing what you're doing. But I definitely wouldn't worry about chapters that aren't overflowing with plot points and events. Just the 1 to 2 plot points/events should be enough for that chapter. If you're worried that not enough is happening, it might be a good place to illustrate something important about the world or characters, but you don't want to do it as an info dump. For example... let's say you realize this chapter could be a good place to explore the POV character's internal conflict. Rather than doing an info dump, you can find another event that would illustrate that conflict. Like, perhaps this character is dealing with a confidence issue related to a past event, so you can find a way to showcase that issue by showing how their confidence is impacted.

Ultimately, as nice as symmetry is, you generally don't want to make story decisions based on symmetry rather than what is best for the story. :)

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carrottyshark · 9 months

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hihi carrotty!! would you infodump to me about loveit? because I don't know anything about it and it looks so interesting from the stuff you reblogged??? im very curious about this project and I feel a little lost 👀👀👀 only if you want to though no pressure!! 💜

First off I'm incredibly sorry for the person I have become (especially after the summary below) because after doing a ton load of typing about both songs and then finishing did it occur to me to check again and see if that's what was even asked, instead of typing stuff that's true to source first, but instead my brain immediately translated "infodump" as "INCLUDE THE THEORIES INCLUDE THE THOUGHTS INCLUDE THE ANALYSIS EVERYTHING I HAVE IN MIND!!! (bangs on bulletin board)" ...

So to answer your question! Loveit? and Love Eat are both songs that revolve around the characters Maia and Kujima respectively, but there is a third character mentioned in both songs called Abbie, and it's more than likely she plays/will play a huge role in their story.

I will say though, aside from both their songs, there isn't much else to go with (of course that won't stop me from rambling) so I can only infodump so much, and the rest as more on my own thoughts. I'm hoping Biz and Panda collaborate again and make it a trilogy with Abbie, or even better, an entire series!

So the best way I can summarize Maia and Kujima's story is "the weak eat the strong" (pretty literally) with a genius twist Panda and Biz adds in; WHO is ACTUALLY the one getting eaten, and what will happen ahead? Since Maia in Loveit? was shown to have complete power over Kujima until he shocks the viewers in the end and turns things around, and now with the release of Love Eat shows how Kujima has had the capacity to do so all along(? and possibly continue this (which if so introduces Abbie into the picture pretty nicely.) Also add in "love" to the mix and we get an overall messed up story that for some reason I eat up so much, no pun intended.

Their story is most likely open ended and something Panda might not go far into though, considering I only found a few stuff on their Twitter related to the two after scrolling until the very beginning (╥﹏╥) Either that, or they're relatively new for the specific purpose of retaining the mystery of their story. The stuff I found related to them are posted over here, since Beans asked as well!

With that out of the way, I'd like to share my very in-depth thoughts about them! (Which I'll only be cutting from Docs, because I fear if I paste the entire thing on here my computer will lose it.)

It'll contain Cannibalism, Killing, Abuse, Toxic Relationships and Gore, stay safe!

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So, I wanted to copy and paste at least some portion of stuff on here for easier reading and the full on Google Docs, but without reaching even a quarter of stuff from the drafts, I already hit the limit... Looks like I overestimated Tumblr... Ah....

As so, I decided to just drop the Google Docs File itself for the full and hopefully not any different experience, here: Google Docs It's in PC format though so a little reminder on that.

Also, all the references I used are Panda's art! They're amazing so if you haven't, do check them out, here:

Tumblr: https://panda23577667.tumblr.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Panda23577667

And the songs here in case you haven't seen them! (Which I doubt but I ought to drop as well too)

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Have a mini trio art of them too!

#I hope the links work... for some reason the hrefli thing doesn't let me in the sites I link but they do work if I remove them from the url #And I'm so sorry this took so long!!#loveit?#thank you for the ask!#the ramblings of a mad lad #carrotty art old and new

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wildsupernova · 29 days

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Smoke and Whiskey

summary: Steve hadn’t let himself get attached to anyone since he became detective. In his line of work, being cold was just an expectation. But when a beautiful jazz singer finds herself in danger, he begins to rethink that.

pairings: detective!steve x singer!reader film noir au

warnings: strong language, violence, mentions of death

Word count: 4k

a/n: hey there! this is mostly just a post i wanted to put up while i’m working on some other stuff. i’m also testing this sort of world out to see if you guys like it, and if you do, i’ll do some more little stories with these two characters! sorry if it’s a bit clunky, noir is surprisingly difficult to write, but i really enjoyed trying to break out into this world. thanks for reading and i hope you enjoy! <3

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Steve hated jazz clubs. Maybe it was his cynical nature, or his constant pessimistic attitude, but something about them got on his nerves. Maybe it was the cloud of smoke that turned the room hazy, or the cheap alcohol served in crystal glasses that doubled as ashtrays, or maybe it was the side-eyed glances he got from the patrons the second they laid eyes on his badge. Whatever it was always made him irritable, and he wouldn’t spend more time in one that he had to.

Tonight was no different. The club was one of the higher end establishments in town, crystal chandeliers casting a dim light over the room that was only made darker by the cigarette smoke that curled up from almost every table in the room. Steve held a cigarette of his own between his lips, fingers running along the edge of the shimmering crystal whiskey glass the bartender had handed to him a few moments ago. His eyes scanned the room with the precision of a practiced investigator, taking note of every familiar face he saw in the crowd. Gangsters, mobsters, career criminals. Almost everyone in here had some sort of record that they claimed to have put in the past.

He wouldn't be here if it wasn’t for Callahan. Steve didn’t know what the officer had against him, but everytime he got the chance, he was sliding Steve another hefty case file. He was probably still bitter over being passed over for the promotion; Detective Callahan just didn’t have the ring to it that Detective Harrington did.

He desperately wanted to get back to his office and drown himself in a good bottle of whiskey and stare at case files until his eyes hurt, but he had to do this first. She was the only link between the victims that anyone could find.

Steve didn’t know why nobody talked to her before. Maybe it was shitty investigative work, or nobody could get a hold of her, maybe a mix of both. He was willing to put money on the former though; the department was going to shit ever since the Chief left, and nothing he could do would save it. Money was being thrown down the drain, the new chief taking in any new recruit that wanted a place on the force, leaving them with nothing but washed up middle aged fathers looking for a little bit of glory. Steve had been the best one to come through in the past 5 years, and now he had a shiny new detective badge and a corner office to show for it.

He winced as the cheap whiskey touched his tongue, burning his throat as he swallowed. It wasn’t smooth like the expensive aged whiskey he kept locked up in his desk drawer; this was cheap, too many flavors mixing together to form a mixture of alcohol and spices that merely looked like whiskey. The other men in the bar seemed to be enjoying it. He had a feeling they just had bad taste.

He moved his arm to adjust the revolver that rested in the holster pressed against his ribs, showing it off to the man that gave him a sideways glance as he passed. His glass clinked against the polished wood of the bartop as he placed it back down, and the bartender was already replacing the empty glass with a full one.

His eyes latched themselves to the stage as the crowd around him began to quiet their murmuring, lights above his head dimming until the room was painted a hazy pale yellow. He adjusted the way he sat on the barstool and leaned to his side as the stage’s curtains parted slowly.

The sound of heels against wood echoed through the now silent bar, pulling his attention away from his glass and towards the stage. Long legs draped in a shroud of red silk came through the curtains first, a slit in the skirt parting it just enough for one leg to peek through as she walked. His eyes traveled up her legs to where her dress cinched at the waist, shaped and tied with a delicate precision that drew his eyes up and towards the face of the woman who wore it. Her lashes fluttered as she waved at the men in the bar with manicured nails, blowing kisses to the men who threw wolf whistles her way. The diamonds she wore on her neck and ears shimmered in the stage lights, and as her eyes passed over him, her red-painted smile grew wider, a color only comparable to the glass of cabernet the woman sitting next to him sipped from.

She was far more beautiful than the flyers made her out to be. He found himself entranced by her as she stepped up to the microphone, and the moment she spoke in a sultry, smooth tone he couldn’t focus on anything else in the room.

“It is such a delight to see so many familiar faces sitting in those seats tonight.” Her voice echoed off the walls around him, interrupted by the soft hollers and cheers from the men around the bar. She flashed each of them a smile and a wave before turning her attention to him, almost as if she had sought him out amongst the crowd. “And it is even more delightful to see some new faces out in the crowd tonight. Tonight’s performance is real special, so grab another glass and enjoy.”

A round of applause filled the room when she released her grip on the mic, head turning to look over her shoulder at the man behind the piano. With nothing more than a nod, he began to play, and seconds later, her voice came in to accompany.

He wasn’t really one to believe in Heaven and angels, but the way she sounded just might convert him. It was almost supernatural the way her voice swirled around his head, painting pictures behind his eyes that disappeared each time he blinked. In the silence that lingered after one song ended and the next began, his hand tightened around his whiskey glass, as if his body yearned to hear her voice again.

He joined the audience in their round of applause as she made her final bow, flashing him one last smile and bat of her eyes as she turned to walk back through the curtain. He let out a breath as she disappeared behind the velvet, sliding a folded up bill to the bartender next to his third empty glass of the night. His hands adjusted his vest before he snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray, standing up from his barstool and crossing the distance to the mahogany door labeled ‘Employees Only’. The bouncer tried to stop him, but one flash of his badge and he was let through.

As the door closed behind him, the conversation in the bar behind him became muffled, replaced instead by the soft melody of jazz floating from a nearby radio. His footsteps were softened by the checkered carpet lining the hallway, and when he reached the end, he found himself in front of a tall, red wooden door cracked open no more than an inch. A knock of his fist against the door two times elicited a soft response from the woman on the other side, so he pushed his palm against the door to swing it open on its hinges.

The smell of rosewater perfume wafted towards him as he opened the door, the soft tones of smooth jazz echoing from a small radio perched on a table in the corner of the room. Practically every surface in the dressing room was occupied by a bouquet of flowers; some roses, a few tulips, half dead daisies that were shoved off into one corner. Makeup and half empty bottles of perfume were lined up meticulously at the base of the mirror attached to the vanity, as if she had a new perfume for every outfit. The woman sitting at the vanity popped her lips as she finished reapplying her lipstick, wiping away a smudge that had escaped the line of her lips. She blotted her lips on an already stained handkerchief, placing the tube back down on the vanity and turning towards the door.

“Well, isn’t this a pleasant surprise.” She leaned her head against her hand, the sleeve of her robe falling down her arm just a bit. “What can I do for you, Detective?”

Steve had to take a moment to compose himself before he spoke. He cleared his throat and straightened his posture, trying not to stare down the front of her dress as she leaned forwards.

“Are you,” Another cough as his words got caught in his throat. “Are you aware of a murder that occurred at 12:47 am this morning?”

“There’s plenty of murders in this town, sir. You’ll have to be specific.” He fumbled for the notepad in his pocket, flipping it open.

“Did you happen to know a ‘Robert Edwin’?” The woman’s face fell, lips no longer flashing him a sultry smile and eyes suddenly dim. She sat up a little straighter. “He was murdered last night.”

“Robbie?” She held a hand over her mouth, a small bit of maroon coming off on her palm. “Yeah, course I know Robbie. He’s my…was my manager. Known him since I was 7.” She stood from her seat and tugged her robe shut tighter. “He’s…He’s dead? You’re sure it was him?”

Steve felt something twist in his chest. Most of the time, it wasn’t hard to make death notifications like this, but the way she was shaking, trying not to break down in tears had him wishing he never had come here. He supposed it was better him than one of the other detectives known to be callous and cruel.

“His family made the notification, we’re sure.” She wiped away a tear that made its way out, standing up straighter and morphing her face into a neutral expression.

“What do you need from me, Detective?”

“Do any of these other names sound familiar to you? Laura Mareau, Eli William, James Carmen?” Her face paled as he read out the list.

“Eli and James were old boyfriends of mine, but those ships sailed years ago. Laura…Laura beat me out for top spot at the Silver Angel last month. Why?”

“They were all found murdered earlier this week.”

“Oh my…” She was finding it hard to speak, beginning to pace back and forth. “Why? Who would do this?”

“That’s what I’m here to figure out.” He took a step closer to her, lowering his voice in an attempt to be soft and soothing. He felt that it didn’t really work much, but the stuttered breath of relief she let out told him he did something right. “Do you know of anyone who would want people close to you dead? Anything strange that’s been happening recently?”

Her face paled as her eyes snapped to the pile of dying daisies in the corner.

“Everyday, there’s a new bouquet of daisies in my dressing room, always with the same note. Never a name, just the words ‘for you’. It can't possibly be anyone I know, because they all know I hate daisies.” She wrapped her arms around herself, as if suddenly feeling too vulnerable in the small room. “I just…throw them in the corner until they die and it's time to throw them out, I never thought much of it.”

“Anything else happens, anything at all, you call me, alright?” Steve quickly scribbled his office number down on an empty page from his notebook, handing it over to her. She took it with shaky hands, making her way over to a small decanter of clear alcohol sitting on a table next to a pair of chairs. She poured herself a drink and downed it in one go, leaving a deep red lipstick stain on the rim. Steve turned to leave, but her voice calling out stopped him.

“Detective? Be honest with me.” She paused, as if she was trying to stop the words from coming out. “Am I in danger?”

Normally his response would be callous and brutal, but he took a moment to find the right answer. “It’s…possible, yes.”

She didn’t respond verbally, only pouring herself another drink and drank it just as quickly as the first. He came back to her side, laying a hand on her shoulder.

“Look, I will do whatever I can to make sure nothing happens to you. You have my word.” He flashed her the best smile he could muster and she laughed.

“You know, when I saw you sitting at that bar, you looked like someone who’d never spoken with kindness a day in their life.” Her eyes softened. “I guess I was wrong. Maybe cynicism is just a hard habit to unlearn.”

He dropped his arm from her shoulder and took a few steps back to the door.

“I suppose it might be.” The door latch clicked as he turned the handle, pushing it open just a bit. “You need anything, you know where to find me.”

“Thank you, Detective…?”

“Harrington. Steve Harrington.”

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The commotion outside of his office made him raise his head from his hands, a stray strand of hair falling into his eyes. He swiped it back into place and stood from his desk, closing the open manilla folder that had held his attention for the past hour.

“You don’t understand, I need to see him.” A feminine voice echoed from the other side of the door, tone irritated and bordering on frantic. Steve would have thought the male voice that responded was condescending if he didn’t already know that’s just how Officer Callahan sounded all the time. He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray on the corner of his desk and opened the door.

“Ma’am, you can’t just walk in here and demand to see someone.”

“The hell I can’t! Not when someone is trying to kill me!”

“How do you know someone is trying to kill you?”

“That’s what I’m trying to explain to you, you slimy, arrogant bas-”

“Y/N.” As amused as Steve was at the way Callahan’s face had turned red from the singer’s insults, he stepped in before it escalated any further. Her face immediately softened and her shoulders relaxed when she saw him. “What’s the matter?”

“Oh, Detective, thank god you’re here. I kept calling and nobody was answering so I-” Her mouth was moving at a mile a minute, words spilling out so fast he could barely understand them.

“Slow down, slow down. And call me Steve, please.”

She sucked in a breath before speaking again.

“When I got to my dressing room this morning, the entire place was trashed, like someone had just…ran in and destroyed everything I owned. The only thing untouched was a vase of half dead daisies and a note. I didn’t know where else to go, and you said that if anything strange happened, I should call you.”

Steve placed a hand on the small of her back as he led her towards the door to his office, her shoulders loosening as she melted into his touch.

“You did the right thing by coming here. Don’t worry, you’ve got nothin’ to worry about.”

“Thank you, Dete-Steve.” Steve shot Callahan a scolding look before shutting the door to his office, nodding for her to sit down in the chair across from his own. She straightened her skirt before she did, lifting her hat off of her head and placing it in her lap.

“You gave Callahan quite the lashing out there.” She sat a bit straighter.

“I deal with men like him all the time. Brutish, arrogant, think a title and a gun makes them better than everyone else.”

“Most women would have just apologized and kept begging.”

“Well, I pride myself on not being like most women.”

“That much I can see.” He tried to make conversation to keep her calm, and it seemed to work well enough judging by the small smile on her face. Steve poured himself a glass of whiskey before offering one to the woman sitting across from him-which she politely declined-and sat down in the chair across from her. “What’s in that letter that’s got you coming in here and yelling at a police officer at 9 am?”

She rummaged around in her purse and pulled out a piece of paper, sliding it across the desk and towards Steve.

“I found this in my dressing room this morning. First thing I did was try to call, but when you didn’t answer, I had to come down here and show you in person.”

Steve picked up the note and looked at it. It was something out of a bad movie cliche, words glued onto the paper with magazine and newspaper clippings. On their own, he likely would have chalked them up as an empty threat, but the recent murders had him believing that whoever put the letter together was likely serious.

“Do you have any idea who might have wrote this?”

“I have plenty of weird fans, Detective. My regulars write me angry letters all the time because they’re upset I give my attention to someone else. If so many people hadn’t been…murdered, I would have thought this was just another angry fan.”

Steve could see the worry on her face and in her tone, even through the brave front she was putting up. He placed a hand atop her own, trying his best to offer comfort.

“You don’t have to worry, okay? I’ll be at that club every night until this stops if I have to.”

“Thank you.” She sniffled a bit, trying to wipe away her tears before he could see them. Her hands shook, and it wasn’t hard to tell that she was terrified. “You’re quite the detective, you know.”

Steve found himself blushing.

“Just doing my job.” She stood from the chair and straightened her clothes, hand gripping the door handle and twisting.

“Well, it’s been a long time since this town has had a competent man wearing the badge.” She pulled the door open and took a step through, turning to him with a smile. “And one who isn’t too bad to look at.” She shut the door behind her, and once he heard the door click shut, he laughed to himself and took another drink from his glass.

“Some woman.”

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Never did he think he’d be back in the same jazz club twice in one week, but here he was, cigarette in hand, smoke swirling around his head until it melted in with the haze already covering the room. The soft chatter of patrons bounced from wall to wall until it reached his ears, ice in his whiskey long melted since the waiter had brought it to his table.

He was only here because of her. Because if something happened to her he wasn’t sure he could live with himself. It didn’t make sense; in his line of work, you weren’t supposed to get attached. You desensitize yourself and break everything down to victims and offenders to make it easier on you. You aren’t supposed to feel what he was feeling.

He wanted to protect her, but not in the same way he wanted to protect the city. He wanted to wrap her up and keep her in a glass case if it meant nothing bad would ever happen to her.

He’d told himself he wouldn’t let this happen. No love, no lust, not anymore. Not since he took that badge from the chief and swore his oath. Things get too complicated when he lets himself fall in love.

He wasn’t even sure that's what this was, he’d barely known her for more than a few days. Sure, he’d been in love before but it didn’t feel like this. It hadn’t made him worry like this.

The cheers of the audience brought his attention away from the swirling amber in his glass. His booth in the corner gave him a good view of the rest of the bar, but it gave him a perfect view of the stage, a fact he pretended hadn’t been a factor when he was picking his seat.

The dim lights above his head were overshadowed by the spotlight shining on the stage, his eyes watching as a hand parted the curtains and a body stepped through. She shimmered under the spotlight, each crystal on her dress spreading light to the others around it. She walked slowly, back straight and head held high, but he noticed the way her hands shook as she walked.

She made her introductions with the sultry voice she saved only for the stage, eyes scanning over the crowd. When her eyes locked with Steve’s, her shoulders relaxed.

The melody she sang felt like something akin to a siren song, keeping his eyes transfixed on her the whole way through. He watched the way she closed her eyes to hold a long note, the way she used her hands to emphasize the shift in notes, how she tapped her foot against the stage to keep the beat. Song after song he did nothing but watch, and as she took a bow and left the stage, he joined the others in their round of applause.

He stood, hoping to grab another drink at the bar before he left, but a man harshly bumping his shoulder stopped him in his path. The man didn’t raise his head, only glancing at Steve’s badge before mumbling a quick ‘sorry’ and rushing past. He would have assumed the guy was just another drunk if he hadn’t rushed through the ‘Employees Only’ door, scampering past the bouncer that tried to stop him.

Steve was quick to follow, pulling the gun from his holster once he was out of sight of the other guests. The sounds of shouting from down the hall had him moving faster, and one quick gunshot had him breaking out into a full sprint.

He rounded the corner to the dressing room expecting the worst, but when he took a step through the doorway, he let out a breath and lowered his gun.

There she was, cowering in the corner, small pistol outstretched in her shaking hand. The gems on her dress sparkled as they moved in time with the heaving of her chest, and her eyes darted around the room until they fell on him.

She didn’t move as Steve bent down to check the man’s pulse, letting out a sigh of relief as he felt the steady rhythm of a heartbeat underneath his fingers. He turned the man over and put him in cuffs, handing him over to the officers who had rushed down the hall at the sound of the gunshot.

“He’s not…dead?” Steve turned towards where she stood, tears glossing her eyes as she lowered her hand. He took a few steps closer, kicking the gun away from her when she dropped it to the floor.

“No, he’s not dead.” The second the words left his lips, she let out a heavy breath and a sob, Steve’s arms catching her when her knees gave out. She wrapped her arms around him to catch her balance and he did the same (albeit rather awkwardly). She hid her face in his chest until her tears finally stopped, pulling from him and taking a step back as she wiped away the last of her tears.

“Sorry, I got lipstick all over your shirt.” He looked down at his chest and, sure enough, there was a bright red smudge across the white of his button up. He let out a laugh.

“‘S okay.” He took a hesitant step towards her, grabbing one of her hands to try and help her shaking. “Where did you get a gun?”

“I bought it the day I came by the station.” She straightened her posture when his hand touched her, taking in one last deep breath. “I didn’t know when he would come after me and wanted to be safe.”

“It was smart.”

“But I could have killed him.” There was a fear in her eyes when she met his gaze. “I almost killed him.”

“You protected yourself.” He placed his other hand over the one he was already holding, doing his best to comfort her. “No shame in that.”

“I just…” She closed her eyes to collect her thoughts. “I just want to get out of here.”

Steve gave her a soft smile.

“Let's get out of here then. I’ll buy you a drink.” She gave him a small laugh and a sly smile.

“Should you really be drinking on the clock?”

“Nobody has to know.” He let go of her hand and held out his arm. She took it quickly, fingers wrapping around his bicep in a way that had him blushing.

“Well, let's find a good spot at the bar then.”

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leorawright · 1 year

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I asked for a platonic one with sigma, but i wanted to ask this for multiple characters and with the updated and possibly final (?) version of the design and abilities and stuff ^^

Romantic/Queerplatonic: Reaper, Lucio, Junkrat, Roadhog, Reinhardt, Baptiste and Zenyatta

Platonic: Sigma, Sombra and Brigitte

So basicly just when their s/o / friend has thease abilities and stuff and how would the chracaters react to them and how they look and stuff ^^ (and not just the support part only please :"))

I also added an image of the character if you want to add that bit to the thing :D (also the character might look angry, hes not, hes actually a really happy person, also kind of a sona of mine but yea :D)

Role : Support

Gun :

Weapon 1 : sniper rifle, 15 ammo, quick reload,

Weapon 2 : minigun, 75 ammo, slow reload, reccomended for enemies who get too close,otherwise use sniper rifle

Bullets are all colored with one of the colors of the rainbow

Ability 1 / E ability :

A disc that attatches itself to a chosen teammate, heals teammates around the disc including the one who it is attached to. Burst heal 3 times.

Ability 2 Shift ability :

A paint ball is thrown on the ground or at an enemy, when the enemy walks over it, it makes a line that follows the enemy visible to your team even trough walls. If thrown on an enemy, it makes them unable to be healed and will be shown fully trough walls to your team. The paint only lasts for 5 seconds after contact with an enemy. They also bounce off walls 1 time. This does no damage. Can only be attached to 1 enemy at a time.

Ultimate:

The minigun is filled with paint balls (shift ability) and some healing variations of them for the teammates. They bounce once off a wall if shot at one. (or the floor or ceeling) Infinite ammo during this and you cant change the gun or use other abilities.

Passive:

Deafult support passive

I drew it myself like a day or two ago and havent posted it on my instagram yet, or i might post it never, i drew it as more of a personal thing to thease asks and for my daydreams ^^

THAT DESIGN IS AMAZING I LOVE IT! (I know it goes over my character limit but I'm having fun)

Overwatch with support reader

Reaper

Honestly your happy personality surprises him considering he works in Talon

Honestly, you immediately intrigued him with your bright clothing and minigun

He hates losing the person he was chasing so if you happen to throw a paint ball of them he'll thank you

When you use your ultimate he always makes sure your have someone behind you so you don't die

Lucio

He's estatic to meet another support who's as happy as he is

He adores all your colors and asks if you can paint his rollerskates and his outfit

Honestly, your kit revolving around colors is one of his favorite things in the world besides you of course

When you ult Lucio is often healing you or speed-boosting you so you get the most value you can and seeing you smile after makes his chest feel warm and fuzzy

Junkrat

Just like Lucio, he loves your colors and insists you paint his tire

Anytime you heal him expect a big smile on his face

He's super intrigued by your minigun and he has suggested filling it with bombs but it's Jamison sorry if you expected something different

You sometimes stick stickers on his forehead to see him get confused like a cat

And your naturally happy personality really has him vibing with you despite his naturally chaotic attitude

Roadhog

Even though he can heal himself if you ever heal him he'll always thank you when he gets a chance

He often uses your paint balls to scout out an enemy in order to hook them

With a bit of convincing he might even let you decorate his mask

He's really glad your calm and happy because after dealing with Junkrat he just wants to relax with you

Reinhardt

He absolutely adores you and your attitude and all your colors

He's always super polite with the supports on his team and you are no exception except he might throw in a quick hug/head pat

Whenever you're in danger or when you ult Reinhardt will always be your shield when you need it

After looking at all the colors on your weapons and outfit he'll happily let you decorate or put stickers on his hammer. Seeing them makes him smile

Baptiste

Even if you two can heal yourselves it doesn't stop the both of you from healing the other

Baptiste is really interested in all the colors on your outfit and the ones incorporated into your weapons

He really enjoys your happy personality because he likes to be goofy as much as he is serious

He thinks your minigun is hella cool and will be estatic if you let him use it

Zenyatta

Whenever you heal him when he's low he'll give you a heartfelt thank you

He's not used to seeing someone so colorful and honestly he really enjoys bow bright you look and how happy your personality is

Your minigun and his discord orbs are a dangerous pairing and everyone knows it

It takes a bit of convincing, but Zen will let you put stickers on his face and arms

Sombra (platonic)

She's not afraid to make it known that she thinks your color scheme is 👌 perfection

She'll always come to you for healing before Moria (no kidding she'd rather cross the map to get healed by you than go to Moira who's beside her)

She appreciates your paint balls and the trails that enemies leave after walking through them because then it's much easier to track down her prey😈

Your minigun is hella cool but unlike Baptiste to not give her the minigun it's a recipe for destruction

Brigitte (platonic)

She straight up adores all the colors you have and insists you two paint her armor with the same colors so you two match

If you're next to her and heal her when she's low expect a thank you or, if you're a hugger, expect a quick side hug for her bestie

Even if her shield is smaller than Reinhardt's she'll still stand in front of you if you're in danger

Sigma

He's not used to seeing someone with that many colors and he finds it super cool

He's extra polite and thankful to you when you heal him at any point

Before the incident he didn't get out much so he's super interested in your minigun and how it works

He's charmed by the idea that you use paintballs as bullets he thinks it's creative

Just like Reinhardt and Brigitte, you are always behind his shield whenever he has it ready

#overwatch x reader #reaper x reader #lucio x reader #junkrat x reader #roadhog x reader #reinhardt x reader #baptiste x reader #zenyatta x reader #sombra x reader #brigitte x reader #sigma x reader #platonic

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melody22222 · 9 months

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do you have rules? what you write and what you don't write?

Masterlist

There are particularly no rules here, I write any type of one shots, especially if it’s requested.

My content will revolves a lot of dark themes though since most of it will be Yandere.

Warnings: Dark themes, violence, stalking, death/death threats, angst, smut, and more. [IDK how to do these warnings stuff since nothing really triggers me SO I'm sorry if there's something I didn't mention here triggers you.]

is fluff a trigger warning cause I'm also be writing that.

I WOULD DIE FOR requests, whenever I get a request, I scream. So requests are always ALWAYS open. I love to see people's new ideas and write for them [And also maybe give them a smile :(.]

If you are reading this and want to request something, (REQUEST NOW👹)

I promise you guys, I'm not a slow writer. I just easily get distracted by videos in Youtube, especially music. So I'm really sorry if I don't write your request in time.

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Note: But the only thing I won't write is video games/movies/tv shows, etc characters. I'M SO SORRY. I don't know how to get them out of character and stuff.

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One shots:

Safe with me

Delinquents Love [PART TWO] [SMUT]

Delinquents Love [PART ONE]

Flaming Love

Unveiling Love

INSECURE

Just you and me (AFTERTHOUGHT)

Just you and me

Lost

00:01

Questions

Post schedule? - Wip list?

[I'll update more whenever I post something new.]

[And I'm bad at these master list stuff shit, so I'm SORRY for the millionth time.]

#masterlist #male yandere #romance #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere core #smut #x reader #oneshot #female reader #fluff

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s-talking · 3 months

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first thing’s first! everything you see on this blog, ( including character art - icons - icon border - theme - divider - etc.. etc.. ) were all personally drawn, written, & made-up by me, so please kindly do NOT take anything whatsoever. envy’s horror story took indeed many years to develop, but so did every little aesthetic & concept art to match & i’m pretty sure nobody likes their stuff taken.

all in all, i’m not really selective but much like everyone else, i reserve the right to soft-block anyone who either makes me feel uncomfortable or breaks any of the rules mentioned here.

again, since this blog does & will contain mature content, please kindly do not follow if you’re under the age of 18 or if you are easily disturbed by really GRIM / MORBID / HORROR & YANDERE-ESQUE stuff, thank you.

you don’t ever need to match my post length or make your post fancy, i honestly just care about the effort itself in the end.

when it comes to plotting, i’m generally full of ideas but it’s also not very fun to be doing everything alone so please, kindly work with me, especially if you’re the one following me first. likewise, if we’ve only just started interacting & are currently in the middle of plotting, don’t just leave me hanging for days on end because if you’re constantly active on dash & go radio silent... well, i’ll just assume you’re no longer interested. it’s as simple as that. i’ll give around 3-4 days before unfollowing, unless you’re offline.

all information about envy can be found on the blog itself, however, please be sure to read his ‘ personality ‘ section in particular, especially if you’re interested in shipping with him or if your own character happens to be very intimidating, scary, or powerful.

adding to the point above, should your muse ever taunt, attack, or merely rub him the wrong way, don't expect for the ' yandere ' factor to be some kind of failsafe; envy is extremely fake, ruthless, & sadistic, & didn't think twice before murdering his first love. he is as domineering & possessive as he is truly heartless, & i won't ever tone him down.

MUN -//- CHARACTER. please do remember that these two are extremely different. i’m literally nothing like envy nor do i have a creepy eldritch grandma breathing down my neck. the same goes for any potential love interests in threads. what happens in character will always be in character. also, on similar note, i literally feel NO pity whatsoever towards envy & do not approve of the wicked things he says or does so if someone finally kills his yandere ass ─ that’s wholly on him, & i’m completely fine with it.

my only real ‘ taboo ‘ topics are any mentions of d.i.d, cancer or other terminal illnesses. SORRY. accounts revolving around such are going to be avoided, as none of those will ever be taken lightly ─ far too personal / heavy of a topic.

since this blog is currently on semi-hiatus, from time to time i’ll disappear for few days ( or even weeks ) due to life being life, but usually it’s nothing major & i’ll promptly return. no worries. anything as big as a hiatus shall be notified on dash & even so, i’ll eventually return anyway. ~

if i happen to follow you, it means i’ve already read your rules / about page & would love to role-play ( even if i don’t send in a password ).

that’s it! thank you for reading & i hope you’ll stick around to role-play!

#// finally.. after 2897529875 years: mobile friendly rules.

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nateriverswife · 1 year

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I hate it, haaateee it when people would go back and forth about the Manga and the Anime just to scavenged what evidence to support their analysis on Light Yagami's character; saying that he's neccesary evil and that he is like that because his father is a chief police officer and everything.

I hate it when people say that Light Yagami initially does have a morale compass and perceived himself as some sort of martyr in creating his fledging utopia when all they did in L's character analaysis was practically saying that he's an asshole and leave it at that. I hate it when they said that L is a bad person because he's autistic while writing a 10 paragraphs, 25k words essays on Light's character alone about how he's actually a nice person but went about it in the wrong way in the same post.

For clarifications; I don't despise the analysis on itself, but the sheer hypocracy that revolves around it. I hates it when people said that Light Yagami is way smarter than L while ignoring the fact that had Ohba not equipped him with massive plot armor, Light would be in jail 20 chapters in.

I hate it when people said that Misa Amane deserves better while glossing over the fact how she basically initiate the toxic relationship despite being well aware that Light has no interest in her.

I also genuinely loathe how they just leave her in the 'girlboss' category and not analyse her character like Light.

In short, sometimes I just hate people in this community.

Thank you for your time and peace out. Drink water, or something.

Sorry for the late reply, but this got me writing. Putting a read more, because it’s quite long.

Before I start, I love you. And I wonder if there was a missing “not” in the first paragraph, because otherwise the rest of the text wouldn’t make sense lol. I’ll take that it’s missing.

Now, I want to preface everything I’m going to write by saying that, in my opinion, a lot of discourse around the characters is due to Ohba’s poor writing when it comes to them. They are not conjured as “people”, but as roles, and I have proof. Nothing wrong with it, but it’s clear when it comes to secondary characters, while not so much when it comes to Light or L, but it’s still there.

I’ve always wondered about Matsuda’s life outside of the case, but there’s nothing.

Ide and Mogi are just... There, so much so that people forget their existence. Mogi a bit less because he had a more prominent role in the second part.

Ukita, after 5 months in universe, dies, and yet no one in the fandom cares, which is odd, because it becomes a point used by L against Aizawa later. If you don’t care about a character by the third volume, there’s clearly something wrong with the way he was written or presented – or the lack of.

Misa’s popularity is used only in a few instances, which is weird because I would expect a celebrity to be busier with her job. She doesn’t even have any celebrity friends. She’s also a shallow character overall, but I want to talk about this later.

Light’s past is a big dark hole, to the point that people would write long ass essays trying to explain why he wasn’t evil in the beginning, like... Yeah, he wasn’t evil, because he didn’t find the Death Note yet, but that it’s just two pages. And he found the Death Note in those pages, and simply acted “normal”, while still murdering people. The fandom has barely something on which to infer about Light’s former attitude, which can’t be so different from the one he has throughout the series, because you can’t change overnight. He was just given a weapon that could help fill the gap between how he thought his life should be and how it was.

L is the only character for which makes sense not to know much about him. The problem begins when you must fill that hole, and you start to say stuff just to please the fandom and are most likely contradictory to his attitude, behaviour and personality. The chapter in which L dies is published in July 2005. A year and a half later, HTR13 is published. In it, Ohba says that he looks at L as slightly evil, which I think is the wrong term. I would say he’s more ruthless than evil, and only in some instances, because he generally cares about others.

In this fandom, I see a constant trend of people trying to paint L as morally corrupt as Light (to add more depth to their dynamic?), without any regard for L’s character. Most of the times, L’s attitude is actually coherent with the situation he is in and his job. He has to lie and deceit to get something out of Light, because otherwise he would get nowhere, yet that is seen as bad as Light’s murdering habit. And he doesn’t even manipulate people in the same way Light does or for the same reasons.

Aizawa’s gateway is the most evident way in which L does it. He sees that he’s the most hesitant among all of them and knows that he would regret it in the future, so he manipulates him to leave the task force for his own sake. However, he doesn’t force upon him a certain behaviour by threatening him, and he’s straightforward about how he feels towards him. He tries to convince him and withholds the fund information so that his tactic could work. He wants him to assume a position and gradually tries to get him there. He leaves his “targets” at least some room of action. I got told by @lost-and-found-jc (sorry for the tag, lmao) that even in the prologue game, he is also quite nice to criminals during the interrogations (and I quote, "he is also incredibly polite even to criminals, always uses polite Japanese and even when one of them was just straight up insulting him L was like 'Okay, that wasn't very nice'"). If you want to take that as canon or not doesn’t matter, because the manga alone proves L’s willingness to comprise and his habit of compensating his “bad” actions.

To be fair, L is the closest character to a real human being.

Another thing which proves my point of Ohba (and Obata) adding details about L that don’t make sense, but just because they want to please the fandom is the big ass washing machine they introduced, like... No. Stop it. That is ridiculous. You would die if you were to use that. He doesn’t conform to some social norms, I get it, most human thing ever... But that thing? It’s not possible. Just say you wanted to add to his quirkiness and move on, because there’s no way anyone would think about that. It’s even more impractical than just washing yourself normally, because you have a higher chance of drowning.

... Ridiculous.

Here what Ohba had to say about the planning of his character:

td;dr: "idk, i just didn't want an old man"

Don't know where to put them, but here, I think these are in favour of my idea of Ohba's incomplete character writing:

"A character to talk to" - that is so sad.

Anyways.

Let’s go over Light’s character.

I started to read the supernova’s analysis, but I stopped mid way because I felt it was trying to convince me that my opinion was objectively wrong, which it can’t be, because we have no objective truth. And most of the points read there are things I’ve heard thousands of times (probably that was the starting point?).

I’m now reading about Light and Sayu’s situation, because I am open to change my mind about Light’s attitude towards his family, even though I’ll never forgive him for what he did to them.

People can be evil and care for their family, e.g. mafia, which are very family based yet they do atrocities. And in HTR13, it’s written that Light cares about his family – even though he said that he might need to kill them – and humanity – which is, er, interesting to say the least.

We have to understand that no matter how well written an analysis is, it is still biased. When writing them, people start with an idea: “I want to prove that Light is not evil”, and so they start to look for details that prove their point and often ignore those who refute it.

It’s very hard to write a completely objective analysis of a character.

I am biased too. I’m not going to deny it. It’s up to you to agree with what I say. If you don’t think Light’s evil, okay, go on. If you think L is the absolute worst, okay, whatever. The “problem” lies when you ignore canon details that are contradictory to what you say, because you want your narrative to be intact, and then tell others they are wrong in their interpretation, because it doesn’t match yours. An example is the 22 reasons why L is as bad as Light post. It ignores pretty much anything canon, because they didn’t like the idea that L is deemed as “good”.

I hate Light. I’m not going to lie. He killed my favourite characters (valid reason to hate someone), and I don’t like his ideal of justice, his actions, his idea of himself and the way he thought justice should be administrated. Overall, everything he stands for and just him.

I don’t hate him because he’s a villain (no matter how much people say it, he’s not an anti-hero. I’m sorry, he just isn’t).

I also think he’s very dull without Kira (made a post about it), which goes to show that Ohba didn’t think too much about his past and how he was before the Death Note, other than Mr. Perfect Guy with The Perfect Life. The stereotypical prefect person that hides a very dark secret, you know what I mean.

His interactions with others, like his friends, are also shallow, so the discourse is here very divided:

he’s popular because of his charm and looks, but no one is a real friend of him (which also goes to support the idea that L and Light were somewhat the closest thing to friends they both had – I disagree; HTR13 states that he had many friends, while L doesn’t have friends because he thinks humans are cunning in nature and hates Light);

Ohba didn’t write them in too much because they are unimportant to the plot, since everything is strongly plot driven, and not character driven, but they were still important to Light (doesn’t seem so because he literally forgets about them lol);

simply used to showcase that everything in his life is perfect, because he’s social and all.

Even the girl he dated disappears after the bus hijack, which I find weird, because the date didn’t go wrong (between them, I mean) and so I expected it there to be a follow-up, but nothing. The girl doesn’t even try to get an explanation as to why Light didn’t ask her out again, even though she’s considered stubborn by Ryuk and she insisted to continue the date after the hijack. Light says to keep it a secret, but you can still ask for a secret date. She simply ceases to exist.

He’s nothing outside of Kira, which is quite sad and infuriating to see.

(lmao, co-star just sent me a notification saying that I should “start by seeing them as a person”)

In the post I made about Light, I highlighted other things I won’t go over, because I don’t want to repeat myself too much.

It’s totally valid to hate when people try to redeem him, when he’s not redeemable. He would’ve been it if he had realized that death note actually killed people, and so he refused to continue. We wouldn’t have Death Note, of course, but that’s how far I can go to excuse him, because he realised that it’s not the way to go about it.

(By the way, I don’t hate Light stans. I hate however how willing people are to support the idea of killing criminals in real life. That’s when my problem with his apologists begins. I won’t sit here and tell you how wrong and useless the death penalty is, because it’s not an essay about it – I still have my arguments from high school, from a debate during religion education lol –, but if you support it, please, inform yourself well about the topic.)

He’s not even responsible for the drops in crime, as the manga tries to portray it. I did a post (not written that well lmao). It’s quite impossible to me that he could do that (maybe another part in which Ohba didn’t care too much about adding credibility? I mean, he himself said that he didn’t do a lot of research about anything outside Japan, so maybe he didn't consider how impactless killing 200k people over the course of 6 years would be).

He first used the Death Note because he was bored. That was the main thing that he and Ryuk had in common. “The world is rotten” wasn’t used about criminals in that context. He then killed two people, realized what he did and gave himself a moral justification and goal, so he could continue, just so he wouldn’t be bored anymore. He started to even believe that he had that goal since ever, that he was meant to save the world and become the God of a utopia.

I sometimes have the impression people like saying he’s not evil, because they share some of his values and so, hearing that that is not well seen makes them justify what he does. You can share some of his values, even though I don’t know which those would be, but you just don’t have to act in the way he did. I think it’s pretty simple to grasp.

Ohba sees him as “very evil”, by the way. You could make the same argument I did for L, but while I can disprove that claim, it’s very hard to do the same with Light. For everything good Light did (saved that girl from being harassed), he did multiple bad things (first of all, killed him, and then believed he had to save the world and began killing multiple people in a day). For everything bad L did (putting cameras in Light’s house), he tried to compensate it (only Soichiro could see those tapes other than him; he wouldn’t extend the time period in which they would be placed without them knowing).

I won’t go into L’s character, because I talk 24/7 about this bitch, and it’s pretty clear to see that I do see him as better person than Light. I have several posts about him – not analysis though, just random thoughts. And I agree with your two points, since it’s also canon that he’s smarter than Light, and people who keep saying that it’s not true are simply in denial.

Now, about Misa.

You are so right for pointing out the lack of character analysis on her, and I want to add that most of the posts about her that we have try to portray her as an undercover real true genius™. She’s not, and that’s okay. That was not Ohba’s project (a woman that is smart, acts on her own and is able to possibly defeat Light? Impossible).

Her character is based on two main things: childish, fashionable girl (and) obsessed with Light (Kira, to be honest). That’s all she was to Ohba and that’s how she is shown to us.

Honestly, I don’t mind people saying that she could actually be much smarter than how she was presented. You do you.

And, while her forcing Light into a relationship is bad, the worst thing is that she is quite literally a murderer. She is not innocent. She’s a stalker, she killed innocent people for selfish ends, she threatened to kill any girl that Light went out with, and she was willing to kill a “friend” just to prove her devotion to him, whom she met 5 minutes prior to this.

It makes sense that she would want to serve the person who killed those responsible for her parents’ death, but whatever she did isn’t excusable.

I think I’ve always said she deserved to be written better, not that she deserves better in universe (but if I didn’t, forgive me, that’s all I meant). She just doesn’t, at least not after what she did to get Kira’s attention. She’s awful. Her past shouldn’t be an excuse for killing innocent people – Ukita, among all.

She chooses to be used by Light. And Light is simply being himself, bad as always, and treating her as an inferior, because he looks down on everyone – men included. I want to specify this because people keep pretending he’s gay and Misa did a bad thing by forcing him into a hetero relationship. He had five or six girlfriends before her, and I feel like he dated them to show that he can get what he wants, not to hide the fact he’s gay. Misa forcing Light into a relationship is bad just because… She forced him. Full stop. Even if he were gay, Misa didn’t know that, so you can’t put that against her or as an aggravating factor.

Now, onto the infamous scene that I literally can’t wrap my head around it.

The fandom points out that her imprisonment was torture. By definition, it was not. We aren’t shown Watari inflicting physical pain on her and she doesn’t even show to be afflicted by it mentally. Only exhausted towards the end of the whole thing, just like Light and Soichiro. Was it fucking immoral? Yes (and probably also fan service – Obata even said he went easy on her… like, bitch, what). Her hands and body could’ve been restricted differently, like Light’s for example (his body wasn't tied but whatever).

However, I would argue that restricting (not in that way, though, hell no) and blindfolding her was the safest way to ensure the survival of Watari, since he was there, or anyone she would come in contact, since L didn’t know how she could kill (she literally murdered Ukita in front of everyone’s eyes).

One thing that I still don’t understand is the water part. Aizawa points out that she hasn’t had water for three days. However, a few panels later – supposedly the day after –, Misa asks to go to the bathroom, and L tells her that’s she had been there a few minutes prior. So, I don’t get it. L wouldn’t let her go to the bathroom if he knew that she hasn’t had any water. If she wanted to move, why would she ask for that specific thing? Did he start to give it to her after Aizawa’s comment? Because: no water - > no need to pee - > obvious refusal by L to let her go to the toilet.

I stand by my belief that Ohba didn’t put much thought into that, only in her case though, which is so fucking annoying. I’ve reread HTR13 and the lack of anything regarding that scene is mind-blowing. It’s always, “Light here, Light there”. That scene gets mentioned a few times as “arrested”, like hello? She’s your other main character, could you give her a bit of consideration too?

Also, she’s an idol... How come no one questioned her disappearance? Okay, let’s say, the public knew she got arrested. And did she just go back to work after that? As nothing? Just got accused of being a mass murderer and they accepted her with open arms? I don’t get it. If they didn’t know, why wouldn’t anybody ask her where she had been? No contact with the outside world for 53 days, and no one cared to check on her? Weird.

“53 days”, but the manga counts only 50 days, because it all focuses on Light, which proves to me that Ohba didn’t care about Misa at all and it was just an excuse for Light to do the whole memory loss thing.

I should read the second part of Death Note, because I don’t remember her role there very well, which alone tells you a lot. I just know Light was constantly frustrated with her.

Did I write enough? Lol.

That was pretty much what I had to say. I’m not usually one to pay a lot of mind to Light or Misa if I have to be completely honest, as they are not my favourite characters. Love the fanarts, the memes and all, but that’s how far I can go. It’s been a lot of time since I’ve known Death Note, I’ve always disliked both of them, so it’s really hard at this point to rewire my brain and have a positive opinion on the two. I also feel like it’s a waste of my time to try to convince myself that I can like them, because I would rather spend it on my favourites.

Misa and Light makes me prone to conservatism here. Props to them. Power couple.

Got to say this, but I think it’s very hard for me to discern what to impute on the characters because that is what they would do and what the authors wanted to put into the story but didn’t know how and chose the most suitable character, just because. I mean, it’s not, “they do this because it’s in their character”, but “damn, I need to make the plot continue and do this, but who can do this for me? Oh, yeah, X! The readers wouldn’t bat an eye if they did this, even if it’s not really in their character.” To me, these are two very different things, but whatever.

#as always hopefully my english is good enough to be understandable #also i love that people feel safe enough here to write opinions that are quite different from the ones of the majority of the fandom #but it's probably because i do agree with them so there's that lmao #death note #dn.inbox #l lawliet #light yagami #misa amane #dn.general #meta analysis #death note meta

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nomadstucky · 1 year

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Her Savior II Pairing: Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader Rating: Angsty/Fluffy WC: ~3.9K Contents & Warnings: Mentions of the abuse relationship from part I, Ari is protective - let me know if missed anything else. I know I say this every time I post, however, I want to thank @universitypenguin for the incredible beta reading. You are there every step of the way, and I am so thankful to have you a part of my writing journey! MINORS DNI Feedback is always appreciated, likes are too, but reblogs are golden! Taglist:

It had been six months since you last ran into Ari. Six months of being Elijah free. Six months of getting to know Alisha. After bringing you to the hotel of your choosing, Alisha stayed with you. For the first month. While you had appreciated the kindness, it took a lot of time to realize that there was no other shoe that would drop. No surprises. You were happy to call her your friend.

You managed to get a well paying job in the heart of the city. You were a data analyst, and you were thankful to be able to afford your own little apartment. It wasn’t very big, but it was yours and yours alone. It meant you were completely free.

Of course, you had scheduled outings with Alisha, and got to know some of her friends. Becoming close with Alisha also meant you became aware of what she did for work. It also meant you asked questions. A lot of questions revolved around her work, and co-workers. It was later revealed that Ari’s official title was consigliere, he was the right hand man to whoever ran the ‘mob’. You had learned to not ask questions regarding his work, or even Alisha’s. He was someone considered above her in the ranks. But the two got along quite well.

You call her on your way home from work one Friday.

“I’m curious if you maybe wanted to go out tonight?” You asked after exchanging pleasantries.

“What kind of outing is this? Is the goal to get blackout drunk? Party? Or just a few drinks?” She questioned.

“Oh no no! I’m not looking to get blackout drunk!! Just looking to let the stress of the week go, have a couple drinks! Nothing too crazy!”

“I’m so in!” Alisha exclaimed, “any place in particular?”

You bit your lip, “I was thinking The Lazy Jewel?”

“This wouldn’t have to do with the fact that the whole gang’ll be there would it? Including a certain Consigliere?”

You could hear the teasing lilt to her voice. Your cheeks flushed, “What? No, of course not. I just want to have a few drinks with a friend.”

Alisha giggled. “I’ll meet you there for, say seven o’clock?”

You nodded, before realizing she can’t see you. “Yeah. Seven sounds great!”

You didn’t want to take too long getting ready. Once you were home, you opted to take a quick shower, and then change into something that was appropriate for drinks with friends. Grabbing your stuff, you were off to The Lazy Jewel.

Walking up to the main door, you felt uneasy. What were you thinking? You didn’t know. You had gone insane. That was the only logical explanation. Someone behind you cleared their throat, you jumped out of the way, mumbling a short ‘sorry’.

Taking a deep breath, you walked into The Lazy Jewel. You felt out of place. This time was a little different. Taking in your surroundings, things looked a little bit more inviting, and you couldn’t figure out if it was because of your lack of company this time around, or if something had changed.

It didn’t take long before you spotted Ari. He was hard to miss, with his back facing you. Alisha saw you and practically floated over. “Hey!” She greeted. You smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, before pulling the sleeve of your jacket over your hands.

She caught where your eyes went. “He’s talked about you a few times now, you know.”

You shook your head, “Oh please, he’s got much better things to think about, and talk about.” You giggled, not fully believing her, but it didn’t stop your stomach from feeling fuzzy.

“He has! He’s asked if anyone has heard from you. He wanted to make sure you were alright, but I told him I’d keep my eye on you.” Alisha grinned, and bumped your shoulder with hers. “I know he’d like to see how you’re holding up.”

You sighed wistfully. “It definitely hasn’t been easy...” You glanced over at her.

“No one said it would be, love. But you’re still doing better than most. Not everyone would be able to get out. You did.” She rubbed at your back.

“It’s all because of him.” Your voice wavered.

“No. Ari helped, but you did it. You got away. You stuck to it. You didn’t go back to him no matter how bad you may have wanted to. Or no matter how much he called, or begged, or whatever,” she assured you.

“Still. I owe a lot to him. He had a big hand in it. It feels like a ‘thank you’ isn’t enough,” you mumbled.

“Let’s get you a drink.” Alisha mused, as she led you to the bar.

Both of you had ordered, and started up a brief conversation about work, and what had gotten you down. It was nice to be here, and be able to catch up with your friend after a long couple of weeks. You hadn’t noticed Ari approach the bar, but Alisha certainly did. She even noticed the look he gave you, and waved at him.

You turned to see what she was looking at, and came face-to-face with Ari.

“O-Oh, hi.” you addressed him first.

Ari nodded, “it’s nice to see you again.”

You had noticed, he still kept a small bit of space between the two of you. “How are you?” you asked, after hearing Alisha mutter something about ‘being right back’.

The corners of Ari’s lips turned upwards, “I’m good. How have you been?”

“Better… Things are definitely better.” You pointed to the bar, “Can I get you something?”

Ari chuckled, but not in a rude, or condescending way. “Normally, I’d say yes. However, I get free drinks.”

Your face heated, and you were sure you looked like a tomato, “of course..”

“Alisha tells me you have your own place now?”

You nodded, and took a drink, “yeah, it’s just a small apartment, but it’s close to work and it’s my own.”

“That’s incredible. What do you do?” Ari stepped closer.

“I’m a data analyst at Citadel Agency.” You smiled, you truly did love what you did.

Ari frowned, “the one on 87th street?”

You nodded, “yep! Crazy isn’t it?”

Ari moved away from you, “I see. Well, congratulations on everything, but I have to go. It was nice to see you.”

He had left before you had a chance to say goodbye. Alisha came back shortly after.

“Where’d Ari go?” She asked.

You pointed to where he was, with his back facing you.

“What happened?” Alisha turned to you.

“I have no idea. We were talking, he seemed normal, and then he just flipped and started acting weird after I told him about the job.” You frowned.

“Maybe he’s just having a bad day? Ari’s known to get cold and distant when he’s had a rough day. Which happens quite a bit, actually.”

“It’s possible… I imagine he does, given his line of work. I just thought it might be different, you know? He seemed pretty interested.”

Alisha giggled, “Oh trust me. He’s interested. He’s just trying to play Mr. Cool Guy right now.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, and turned back to the bar. “You should’ve seen the look in his eyes… One minute, he was really close and his eyes were the brightest shade of blue I’d ever seen. He was so close… I literally could have touched him without moving my hand much. And the next, he stepped away from me, and his eyes turned gray.” You looked up at her.

Alisha frowned, “hey, you’re really shaken up. Do you want me to talk to him? See what’s going on?”

You shook your head, “No. He very obviously wants nothing to do with me. I’m sorry. I’m gonna go home, I shouldn’t have brought you out. I really am sorry Alisha.” You glanced over at her.

“No. No, no, you don’t have to apologize. Do you want me to come with you?”

“No. Please, I don’t need sympathy.”

“Alright. What are you doing this weekend? I could swing by with some cheesy movies, some junk food, we could have a girls weekend.”

You giggled, “Okay…” You bit your lip, shrugging your jacket on, and standing up. “Thank you.” You said to Alisha giving her a quick hug. You turned around looking for Ari, but he was gone.

“No problem. Don’t worry, I’ll talk to him.”

You shook your head, “There really is no point. See you later.” You waved at her, and walked outside.

Immediately heading to your car, to try and avoid the slight chill in the air.

“Hey,” You heard a voice, and turned around. Ari was standing in front of you.

You didn’t say anything, just pulled the sleeves of your jacket over your hands.

“Promise me something,” Ari glanced around, “promise me you’ll be safe.” He gently placed his hand on your bicep.

The heat from his hand radiated through your jacket, soaked into your skin. Suddenly, every other part of your body was freezing cold. “What do you mean?”

Ari sighed, removing his hand, “it's… complicated.”

“Only because you’re making it complicated, Ari. Look, I really have to go," you said, and opened the car door. Ari shut it.

“Please.” Ari leaned against the door. “Promise me.” Ari gently grasped your hand, but you pulled away as his fingers grazed yours.

“I don’t know that I can make that promise to you. Do you want to explain what the hell happened in there?” You questioned.

“I need you to promise me you’ll be safe.”

“I need to know why you’re so invested in this. In me. I mean, you tell Alisha that you want her to keep an eye on me. And then you start up a conversation with me, you seemed so interested, so genuinely happy. Then when I mentioned the new job, you flipped. You suddenly didn’t care. You were so emotionless. So please tell me. Just give me a straight answer. Not ‘its complicated’. Please Ari. I deserve at least that.”

You could feel your composure slipping, just a little. The pure want to be closer to him, for him to let you into his world was too strong.

“It’s dangerous.”

“Dangerous? Dangerous how?” You took a step closer to him.

The corners of Ari’s mouth turned upwards slightly, you would’ve missed it had he not been directly in front of you, and opened your car door.

You nodded your head twice, “of course you won’t give anything.” You mutter, putting your stuff in the car. “I promise. Okay?” You whispered, looking up at him.

“Thank you.” Ari said as he rubbed your back.

In a moment, Ari was gone back into The Lazy Jewel, and you were left with no answers.

Sighing, you got into the vehicle and drove off.

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Alisha came over the following day with movies and junk food, just as she'd promised. The movies had been discarded the moment she got there.

“He doesn’t let people in, it’s just who he is.” Alisha mentioned. Of course, the topic of conversation was Ari. It was all your mind would focus on. You were confident, when Monday rolled around, the quality of work produced would go downhill, but wouldn’t allow yourself to focus on it.

You groaned, and threw your head back against the couch. “I feel like I’m in school again. I just want him to be honest. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone to let me in their life as much as him. I want to be important to him. It’s pathetic.”

“It is not! It’s cute. You are important to him. You have to know that.”

“No. I don’t. Because he won’t let me in! It’s so frustrating. He’s asking me to make promises, but he won’t tell me why!” Your head rolled to look over at her. Alisha’s frame was shaking, she was laughing. You pouted, “It’s not funny!”

Alisha only laughed harder. You groaned, standing, and walking into the kitchen. Rifling through your cabinets you didn’t even know what you were looking for, you just didn’t want to be ridiculed. “Look, I know. I know I haven’t spent much time with him, and I don’t know him that well, but he’s… intriguing.” You slowly turned to face her, only to find her smiling at you, standing beside you.

“You’re into him.” Alisha pointed out.

“And that’s terrifying,” You tilted your head, “I don’t know what to do around him. I’m scared of what that means, Alisha.”

“I know… Ari wouldn’t hurt you though. You know at least that.”

“I don't think he’d hurt me on purpose. He’s hurting me right now though… by not being honest.”

Alisha’s gaze softened, “Let me talk to him.”

You sighed, and walked to the couch again. “Can we just watch something? I don’t want to think about him anymore.”

Alisha nodded, and put on a random movie from the Netflix that was on your tv. Though, you weren’t really paying attention to it. Still stuck in your head about Ari. Soon enough, you were asleep. Alisha got up, and draped a blanket over you before grabbing her purse and calling Ari.

He picked up after two rings. “Hey.” His voice sounded.

“I know it’s late. Can you meet me down at The Lazy Jewel?” she glanced over at you, “We need to talk.”

“Yeah, sure. Is everything okay?” Ari asked, voice laced with concern.

“No.” She said, before hanging up, and quietly gathering her things, and leaving. She made sure she locked the door before getting into her car and speeding off.

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Monday came and passed with little to no problem. The biggest issue was that the barista gave you the wrong coffee, and you didn’t notice until you got to work. You thought Tuesday was going to be similar, if not the same, and it started out just as every day did. You woke up, showered, went to the coffee shop down the street, before heading to work. It’s the same steps you took everyday. It took a turn when you got to work.

Walking over to your desk, you set all your stuff down, and got out the data report your boss had asked for last week. You finished it too late last night to give it to him. Knocking on the door, you heard a gruff “come in”.

Walking into the room, you turned to shut the door behind you. “Good morning, sir. I wanted to bring this over, I finished it late last-” You were cut off upon turning around, and seeing Ari leaning against the wall opposite your boss’ desk.

Ari said your name, and nodded.

“Sorry,” you turned to your boss, “I finished the report late last night. I know it was due yesterday, but it didn’t feel right to just leave it on your desk.” You approached him, and set the report down in front of him.

“Thank you. You’re free to leave.” Your boss said, curtly, not having once taken his eyes off Ari.

“I-I didn’t know the two of you knew each other.”

You knew you could potentially get into a lot of trouble. Your boss had dismissed you. You needed to know what Ari was saying though. Was he trying to get you fired?

Your boss turned to glare at you. “Right. Right. We’ll talk later. Sorry.” You said before he could reprimand you.

You walked back to your desk, and pretended to be busy, glancing every so often at your boss’ door to see if Ari was leaving.

Ari emerged 30 minutes later, and walked right past you. You stood from your chair, and struggled to follow him.

You tugged on his arm once you had caught up with him. He turned on his heel, to see you. “Good to see you again.” He said.

“Can I have a word with you?” You replied angrily, before pulling him along with you, into a vacant hallway.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” You turned on him.

Ari rolled his eyes, “I’m trying to protect you.”

“NO! You’re trying to get me fired! It is one thing for you to make me promise I’ll be careful, but another entirely to show up at my place of work! I am more than capable of protecting myself!”

Ari’s eyes narrowed. “What, like you protected yourself from your ex?” He spat at you.

Your breath hitched, you had only seen Ari this angry once. The mention of Elijah only fueled the hurt, and the tears that gathered in your eyes. “That was a low blow.”

He knew it was, yet he couldn’t stop himself from saying it. “You don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into. I’m only trying to help.”

“But you’re not. Why are you here?” You stubbornly wiped the fallen tears from your face.

“I already told you.”

“But you haven’t!! Gah, you’re so frustrating! Just be honest with me, for once please!! What do I need to protect myself from?! I promised you I would, but if something is dangerous I should know right?!” You shouted, more tears falling.

“You think it’s easy?! That the truth is some magic spoken word? That you speak the truth and all's right with the world?! That’s not how it works Princess. I’ve. Already. Told. You.” Ari raised his voice back.

“Why do I need to keep myself safe?! What the fuck do I not know?!”

Ari glared, “not here.”

“Fuck you.” You spat and walked around Ari.

Ari spun and grabbed your arm. “You want to try that again?” He growled out.

“Fuck. You.” You shoved his chest, forcing him to let you go.

The rest of the day passed without so much as a hiccup. You were relieved to see the clock strike 6:00. Your work day was finished. You packed all your bags up, and walked out. The air had a slight chill to it, but it was more than welcomed after spending your whole day in a stuffy office.

Your phone rang as you walked towards your apartment complex, fishing it out of your purse, you saw Alisha’s name on the screen.

You answered it immediately. “Hey!”

“What the hell happened today?!” Alisha practically shouted down the receiver.

“Okay, ease up, what’re you talking about?”

“I know Ari showed up at your work, but he got back here around 11:30 this morning, and has locked himself in his office. He’s refusing to come out!”

“I couldn’t tell you what’s wrong with him. Only that he’s a selfish prick.” You walked faster.

“What happened between you two? I mean just the other night you were talking about how your feelings for him scared you, and now you’re calling him a prick.”

“He’s lying to me!” You finally got to your apartment, and unlocked the door. “Okay? He’s lying to me.”

You walked in.

“Lying to you how?”

“He showed up today, he was talking to my boss, Alisha! He was in there for over a half an hour, definitely longer, because he was in there before I showed up! He told me he was trying to protect me! But I don’t need protection from my employer! He wouldn't answer me when I asked him to elaborate, he’s hiding something, and lying about it!” You threw your stuff down and collapsed on the bed.

“Oh my… Can you get down here? To The club tonight. Please?” Alisha asked.

“What? Alisha, I don’t think that’s a good idea…”

“If you change your mind, you know where to find me, okay?”

“Absolutely.” You hung up, and closed your eyes for a few moments.

You sat up, and grabbed your favorite takeout menu. Not feeling like cooking. As you reached for your phone to dial, a call came through. You didn’t recognize the number, but answered anyway.

“Hello?” You scooted back against the headboard.

“Hi. Look, you probably don’t want to talk to me, but we do need to talk.” Ari’s voice rang back.

“How’d you get my number?”

“Alisha gave it to me a few weeks back. I didn’t want to alarm you by using it.”

“Of course she did. What do you want from me Ari?”

“Come by. Please. To the club, tonight, I need to talk to you…”

“Fine. I’ll be there soon. But you better be ready to answer my questions.”

Ari chuckled, “I definitely owe you some answers..”

“I’ll be there soon.”

You arrived in 20 minutes. Record timing for you. You shot a quick text off to Ari to let him know you’re there, before walking in.

Ari met you at the door. “Hi.” You said, quietly.

“Can we head somewhere a little more private?” He asked, to which you nodded, and followed him into his office. The entire way down, you heard the whispers, the quiet voices talking about the two of you. How Ari had finally met his match. You made a mental note to ask him about it.

Upon entering the room, Ari gently shut the door so as to not startle you. “I owe you an explanation.” You turned, and found Ari looking extremely guilty.

“You only suppose that now you owe me an explanation? Not like 9 hours ago?” You quipped.

“I owed you one then too, but we were still in the office building, I couldn’t just explain everything to you then.”

“Ohhh. So I deserve an explanation now, but I didn’t deserve one days ago when I was begging you in front of my car?” You glared at Ari.

He sighed, “I’m sorry.”

“You’re going to have to do a lot better than that.”

“When you told me you got a job, I was interested. I was happy for you. The Citadel Agency used to be owned by the Howling Commandos. Steve Rogers was the old owner. When you mentioned you were working there, I thought.. I thought you may have been playing us. Then I realized why you were here in the first place, and it didn’t add up. So I thought maybe you didn’t know. I asked you to be careful because of that. I was only checking in. When I went in, and it wasn’t Curtis, it threw me. I thought they had new management. But not that they sold the company. I had to make sure you were safe. When Jake told me… I felt like a fool.” Ari didn’t realize he was slowly stepping closer to you.

You pulled your sleeves over your hands, “I owe you an apology too..”

Ari shook his head, but you cut him off.

“No, I do. I accused you. I was so rude to you. You were only trying to help. I’m so sorry.”

“If I had just been open and honest, but I wanted to be sure. Earlier today, we were likely under some sort of surveillance. I couldn’t say what I wanted. Days ago, I didn’t want to alarm you, I had to get my facts straight.”

“Well, I’m a little bummed I can’t dispute that, but I am sorry.” You joked.

Ari laughed, “It’s okay.”

“So… I’m your girl?” You slowly rocked back on your heels. “Is that what you’ve been telling everyone?”

Ari chuckled, “I haven’t said it.. But everyone can kinda see how protective over you I am. How crazy I am about you.”

Your face flushed. “Ohhh I see. Maybe you’ll let me buy you a drink sometime? Maybe somewhere that's not here?”

Ari smiled, “I think I can arrange that.”

#Ari Levinson #Ari Levinson x Fem Reader #Ari Levinson x Female Reader #K Writes #Reader Insert #Ari Levinson Fic #Ari Levinson Angst #Ari Levinson Fluff #Chris Evans #Chris Evans Fic

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REGULAR STAR WARS SEQUEL TRILOGY MISERY ANGER POST: im sure there are elements about tlj that make people who aren’t just there for reylo like it but i just can’t see any of that beyond how absolutely fucking dirty that movie did finn. like at the end of tfa he was so essential and had so much potential and then tlj just squandered all that. finn & rey’s relationship was the emotional core of tfa and finn just got thrown out. it shouldve been finn. sorry im playing lego star wars and lego kylo ren let out some battle chatter to finn like “that lightsaber is rightfully mine” and like. the movies agreed with him i guess. kylo ren was right, finn doesn’t have an important place in the overarching story of the trilogy. he’s secondary after tfa. he’s just a punchline, and then tlj makes its point about war profiteering by deciding that finn (a child soldier, and also a black man) needs to learn the lesson that child slavery is bad. like it’s so galling. one of my best friend’s main sticking points with tlj is that the plots are literally segregated, with all the characters of color getting punched down and having their plots result in nothing but them looking stupid. and i know one of the main themes of the movie is failure, and that’s a perfectly fine theme for a movie to have - it’s The Dark Middle Chapter! - but there’s a difference between rey’s failed belief that she can redeem kylo ren and poe getting slapped because holdo refused to communicate plans to her panicking subordinates. in tlj and tros finn was largely reduced to being the guy who runs after rey and goes “REY!!!!!” which is so, so frustrating, because in tfa their relationship was two-sided. finn was the first person who ever came back for rey. that was so essential to the themes being set up around these characters. tfa is a movie made up of and propelled by nostalgia, but there’s something really lovely about how that movie is about people coming back: the OT characters obviously, rey waiting for her parents to return, finn coming back for rey, poe not being dead, the macguffin of the whole movie being a map to try and bring luke back, han trying to get kylo to come back... it’s all about that. and all of the successful returns revolve around finn. and then tlj is all about rey trying to redeem kylo. everything else got dropped like a rock. and i suppose there’s something interesting there about how nostalgia is an illusion and you cannot make things from the past return to how they used to be (rey’s parents being nobodies who were never gonna come back for her also fits into this theme), but there are ways that finn could have had a stake in that theme as well. the potential of finn, the child soldier raised within the first order, finding out something about his own origins, and grappling with whatever that might be! remember all the “space prince finn” stuff from back then? what about some stupid prequel politicking starring finn! not to mention the insanely obvious plotline of finn leading a stormtrooper rebellion. the moment that really grabs you as Something Special at the start of tfa was finn pulling off his bloody helmet to reveal a horrified human face. tfa is pretty paint-by-numbers beside that plotline. and tlj did nothing with it. tros limply tried to pick it up by.. implying that the only stormtroopers who break their conditioning and/or choose to not participate in violence are those who are force sensitive, which just plain sucks! it sucks! so you can only have empathy if you’re force sensitive? it wasn’t who finn was as a person, but just that he’s force sensitive? fuck off! i’m glad finn was eventually allowed to be force sensitive, as tfa bait-and-switched about, but it was so limp and hollow and weird (like everything about tros, which is so remarkable as a movie that managed to piss off anybody with any emotional stake in the sequel trilogy. just incredible). and he had no arc in that movie anyway, so it’s just a wet fart of a conclusion. finn had a really strong beginning, he had so much potential, and i remember the joy and delight and hope people (including john boyega) had about the sequel trilogy back in 2015, and how that all got flushed down the toilet. the sequel trilogy failed finn so much, and in no small part because finn is a black man.

#chirps #it's just so fuckin sad dude

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With the Beatles (1963)

Time for part 2 of CutCat Reviews Beatles Albums now it's February!

An iconic picture to be sure, but I'm not wild on it. Maybe it reminds me too much of trying to fit pictures into a small MS Paint Canvas? lol

Like with Please Please Me, I think there's some songs that slipped under the osmosis radar and that I ain't heard in full. Though I think the only albums I've listened to from start to finish all in order are the 1 CD, Revolver and Sgt Pepper, so I'll stop mentioning it on these early and the later ones... We're also still in "a fair few Covers" country, so will I be as mild on them as I was on the Non-Boys of PPM?

SIDE ONE

It Won't Be Long: I first heard this fairly recently, on the radio that was playing in another room. My thoughts weren't that strong, other than that "She Loves You" does the Yeah! repetition better lmao. Having been able to it properly since, though, I'm a lot warmer to it! It's optimistic and energetic, and the even higher amount of Yeahs is funny (though I maintain that SLY easily wins the Yeah Battle... but more on that when I reach it~). Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!!

All I've Got To Do: This one seems to get slept on a lot... it's pretty solid, but it doesn't really offer any particular Iconic moments. The chorus shakes things up in a nice way but it seems Sticking Power ain't something it has. It's one of many songs that go to show how amazing this band was, as this isn't bad, but it's been left far behind by the other songs they've blessed us with, innit?

All My Loving: Now THIS is a memorable song! Such a jaunty guitar with the direct words! A real narrative is being laid out, albeit as an assertion of future things being promised~ Ah nuts, it blasted my memory of the previous song outta my head... XD - Seems this is the only one that got Red Album'd in this list? Wild that it's only the 1, but I think the right choice was made.

Don't Bother Me: George time! I'm not clear on if the narrative here is a post-breakup or if he's being dramatic about a spell away from the GF, but the main crux is that he doesn't want non-GF contact at that point in time. It's much moodier than most'a their stuff from this time, and there's more damn nice instrumental work.

Little Child: The title on it's own has me somewhat 8(, and the lyrics unfortunately confirm this [albeit Dancing on it's own ain't that bad, but one knows Dancing is often a euphemism in songs like this, or a precursor to more]... I'm sorry for such a negative, potentially pearl-clutching response. But also the music isn't charming me enough to coax me into softening my view. The first real Dud of this album, imo.

Till There Was You: Now THIS, I like! I was baffled why this seems to fly under the radar of Iconic Beatles Songs, but I since found out it's a cover, so that's probably the explanation. The lyrics are decent but the real appeal is that absolutely gorgeous guitar work and bongos, they provide such a warm feel~ It's also giving me strong "Anime Ending Credits Sequence" vibes, which I'm quite partial to ^w^ ...Issit just me or does Paul gain a slight Irish accent when he says "no, I never heard (them/it) at all" :0c

Please Mr. Postman: This I DID know was a cover from the start, haha! It's a very catchy song, but even with my sizable Beatle Bias, I can't really commit to declaring this one as the best... it's very good and very listen-able, but it may be that the definitive Mr Postman is somewhere else...

SIDE TWO

Roll Over Beethoven: Again, it's a cover, but I've not heard Chuck Berry's OG take at the time of writing. The song is pretty groovy, George's vocals ring nicely. I'm not dazzled, but I like it well enough :>

Hold Me Tight: Another Beatles original, another one that tends to get omitted from Mentions...! It's nice, but a lot plainer than most'a the stuff, lacks a certain Pizazz

You Really Got a Hold on Me: Another cover, one I've prolly heard before by a non-Beatles act, while this one is another Fine, Inoffensive romp that I lack strong feelings for lol

I Wanna Be Your Man: Now I know this one was somewhat famously given to The Rolling Stones, and I even heard that played on the radio too. When it was their version, I wasn't impressed. Sung by Ringo, as it had been intended initially? ....I'm still not that impressed. Mostly in the lyrics, it's real repetitive! But my Ringo bias keeps it afloat, and it's odd Mid-ness makes it more memorable than others on this album.

Devil In Her Heart: A good cover, this! George doing nice vocals and the candance to the title is catchy, and ooooh the instruments in the background are also fun, are those maracas I hear? It gets bonus points for the harmonies disagreeing with the lead too, hehe

Not A Second Time: The last original of this album, and it's not really doing it for me. Something about it kinda blurs into itself. Their later betrayal type numbers are more my bag, baby

Money (That's What I Want): And we're closing the experience with one more cover. I dig the instruments, most notably the piano, but the song itself is just, like, whatever lmao, Maybe it's too overtly materialistic and a bit listless? Man oh man does the Pink Floyd Money blow this outta the water lmaooo

CONCLUSION

Best 3: It Won't Be Long, All My Loving, Till There Was You

Blurst 3: Little Child, Not A Second Time, Money (That's What I Want)

Overall Quality?: An improvement over Please Please Me, though in a way it's more level quality makes it a bit harder to pick the best at least best songs in it. Most of the covers are again decent but not amazing, and the originals are hit and miss. Unfortunately it seems side 1 got the Lion's Share of memorable, fun numbers, leaving side 2 with also-rans, though in that is Devil in Her Heart at least!

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On the next part, it shall have been (?) A Hard Day's Night and its all-original song lineup! Just the Album though, if I'm looking at the Film it'll be another, separate instalment ^w^;

#The Beatles #With The Beatles #CutCat listens to Bug Music #Music Review #Sorry if some'a my comments are kinda limp but they can't all electrify me and inspire me to write yanno!#I would also like to issue an Apology to Anna (Go To Him) on the previous one #I'm not going back to modify that post but it wasn't a Blurst 3. I just got put off by the harmonies sounding a little off #there's much worse than that on this! lol #but this one has real bangers too~

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