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juyeonszn · 8 months

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AND THEN THERE IS YOU

PAIRING ju haknyeon x f!reader (gn technically since there are no gendered terms)

WORD COUNT 1.17k

GENRES fluff ﹒very slight angst like blink and u miss it

WARNINGS another fic of mine that doesn’t require an 18+ warning… fawn in her tamed era 🙏, ur heart will ache from how </3 this is, mentions of divorce, reader had kind of a shitty childhood, reader also has some intimacy issues, hak is the most patient and kind person ever, throws up everywhere bc me when </3

SUMMARY he was content loving you until you were ready to love him.

MORE ANDDDDD my insanity strikes again!!!!1!1!1! aka in my dr. seuss william shakespeare edgar allan poe steven king arc 😍 my inspiration has been crazy lately, so enjoy this before juyeonszn goes into a drought deeper into the semester 😭 ANYWAYS MAE (@maessseongs) HERE U GO!! i kept it fluffier and kinda short bc it just felt right, i hope that’s okay with u! this is the last request from my 100 followers event so far ✨ prompts used are: 2, 7 >:)

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs

Relationships were a weird concept to you. Growing up, you’d never really been shown affection. Your parents weren’t the type to pack your lunch for school in the morning and send you off with a peck on the cheek followed by an ‘I Love You’.

In fact, they never told you that they loved you very often. Maybe a handful of times in your whole life did you hear those three words uttered from them. And even less did you hear that they were proud of you. It was worse when you took a step back and watched their own crumbling marriage.

As long as they’d been together, you never heard them tell the other how much they were appreciated. They fought more than they got along. You usually fell asleep to the sound of doors slamming and loud arguing in the hallway. When they finally decided to get a divorce, you almost cried out of joy. They were draining more out of you than each other.

So, perhaps that had to do with your fucked up view of relationships as you became an adult. You could never fully comprehend what love was since you didn’t exactly have stellar role models. Boyfriends came and went, losing interest as soon as they realized how disconnected you were. Your heart was never truly in it.

And then, you met Haknyeon.

Sweet sweet Haknyeon, who only cared about your happiness and your well being. Haknyeon, who didn’t ask you for more than you could give. Who didn’t push you for answers when you shut him out. Who patiently waited on the sidelines while you rebooted yourself.

If there were a higher being out in the universe, they’d done an excellent job at putting all the best qualities into Ju Haknyeon. By some miracle or a stroke of luck, he found his way to you. You’ll always think that he deserves better than you, but you’ll also always be eternally grateful that you have him.

As summer takes its last breath and the air begins to chill, leaves wilting to the streets and crunching below the feet of passersby, your motivation to get up in the mornings has started its tumultuous decline. You don’t know what it is about the change in seasons that continues to put a damper in your mood as the years go on, but it’s become almost too much to bear. It was no longer a dull pressure in the pit of your stomach and the back of your mind. Now it was a heaviness that settled in your heart and weighed you down.

It was a Thursday evening and you were tucked into bed already, despite a peek of the sun still visible over the horizon. Your head was pounding despite the room being silent. You curl into yourself further just as your bedroom door creaks open. Haknyeon whispers an apology, going to exit the room when he sees the state you’re in.

It was standard for him to leave you alone until you were ready to talk. He knew you had a hard time opening up, considering what you’d grown up with, and he didn’t want to be the person who pestered you to tell him what was wrong. He wanted you to feel comfortable coming to him first. Haknyeon couldn’t handle being the reason you were pushed to your breaking point.

But for some reason, this time is different. You don’t want to be left alone. You want to be held. You want him to kiss your forehead and tell you he loves you, unlike what you had when you were younger.

“Hak, wait,” you call, voice slightly hoarse. “Stay. Please.”

He’s taken aback by your request, but doesn’t hesitate to follow through. He climbs into the bed behind you, wrapping his arms around your center. In spite of the fact that this wasn’t a usual occurrence, that cuddling was something you’ve only done a couple other times, he embraces you as if this was second nature for him. As if holding you in his arms was his very life source.

“Are you sure?” He asks softly, words spoken gently into your hair.

“Mhm, I want this,” you nod, nuzzling into his arm. “I have never felt this safe with anyone before.”

Haknyeon’s breathing stutters. You’ve never admitted this to him before, you’ve never ever said ‘I Love You’, but he’s always been willing to wait. He understood that this was a new territory for you. He was content loving you until you were ready to love him, even if it took months— even if it took years. That’s how much he cared for you. In his eyes, you were the reason there were stars in the sky. You were the reason why the sun rose in the morning and why the moon shone at night.

He kisses your temple. “I’ll be here to protect you.”

You turn in his arms to get a good look at his face. Because it was so rare that you were this close, you wanted to memorize his features from this distance. You trace his cheekbones and jawline with your thumb, eyes flickering down to his lips.

You lean forward, minimizing the gap between you to press your lips into a sweet kiss, almost as sweet as him. Haknyeon gasps out of surprise, but quickly reciprocates your affection, bringing up a hand to cup your face. He allows you to set the pace, to move at a speed you were comfortable with in case this was all you wanted.

When you pull back to catch your breath, he smiles, taking in how pretty you were. He could never get enough of you. He thinks that was his biggest flaw, being so greedy when it came to you. He couldn’t help but indulge himself every time you let him, though if it were a sin, he’d gladly commit it over and over again.

“However many years we have left, I wanna spend them all with you.”

You feel the tears dripping down your cheeks before you register that you’re crying. You couldn’t possibly fathom how Haknyeon came to find love in the form of you; the hollow shell of a person who’s never felt the warmth of another human in their life. You didn’t think you deserved someone like him. The only logical explanation was that you were a saint in a past life, and the higher being you mentioned earlier was rewarding you for it.

But even so, he loved you. Enough that he wasn’t afraid to spend the rest of his life with you waking up on the other side of the bed.

He swipes away some stray tears with the pad of his thumb and kisses your nose. You let out a small laugh, connecting your lips once more. It conveys all you want to say, but you know saying it out loud will make it concrete. It’ll solidify what you’ve been building up the courage to finally tell him.

“I wanna spend them all with you, too.”

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ivoryghostyy · 18 days

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— meet Cirius

「 image is not mine. it's sourced from pinterest. 」

「 note: look who's back after not posting for idfk how long. but hey, here's a fic, plus a new layout! haha... i have so much to edit, but anyways, i hope y'all enjoy this little idea i've pulled straight out of my ass. man, i could not get it out of my head. so, uh, have fun ig. 'til next time. buh-bye! 」

「 tw: swearing, mentions/implications of violence, threatening, obsession, manipulation, etc. 」

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human emotions are fickle, but for Cirius, they're practically a foreign concept. dull faces accompanied him wherever he went. they would bother him, talk to him, and feign interest. no mask, however, could completely cover the rotting desires humans hide.

it confuses him, really, but what can he do? if they entertain him, then playing along wouldn't hurt anyone. otherwise, he'd probably die of boredom. besides, he has a reputation to keep. lashing out would only destroy his own facade.

university wasn't doing him any good either, despite his well-maintained rank. he's perfect, and every single one of them could see that. they praise him, and they raise him onto a pedestal. it's nothing new, not interesting at all. his eyes don't spare any of them a glance.

so imagine his surprise when he comes across you. it was onky a brief moment—barely even a second—but he saw it. you weren't hidden in a shroud of grey clouds, you were the embodiment of the sun. your eyes sparkled brighter than any gem he had ever seen. and he's seen a lot of gems, so that says a lot.

you're.. different. and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't intrigued. how did he miss someone like you? he hummed, a finger tapping the fabric of his sleeve. a new student, perhaps? but why would anyone transfer so late into the year?

you scurried away before he could say anything. ah, he should have atleast gotten your name... but it's alright. his fingers weave through the soft knots of his light pink hair, a cold smile creeping onto his plush lips.

it doesn't take much to find you and your entire history. goodness, he should've found you sooner. you've been living like this for your entire life? you're barely able to keep yourselves afloat. he's exaggerating. the more he learns about you, and the more he watches you, the deeper he falls into the dark pit of obsession.

don't worry, he'll take care of everything. his darling wife deserves the best and only the best, after all. he'll talk to his parents and arrange a dinner with his future family-in-law your parents, throw in a few lies here, a few threats there, and it's smooth sailing towards your engagement.

surely, you'll agree, right? even if you don't, do you really have a choice? anything he wants, he will have. and you? you're no exception.

you pace through the bustling halls, weaving through the chattering human barricades as they march into another boring lecture. contrary to the relaxed pace of these students, however, you're scrambling to reach your own destination: the library.

since you're free for this period, you thought you'd take the time to look around the grand library. really, this is the only reason you tried so hard to get into such a prestigious school. your family wasn't well-off, but earn enough to keep a delicious meal on your plate and a sturdy roof above your head.

the polished doubledoors creak open, and without wasting another second, you're already scanning book-lined shelves. the forgotten book of herbal remedies, the book of lies, 101 ways to hide a body... wait, what?

deciding not to question it, you finally find a good novel to read. to nobody's surprise, it's dark romance because of course it is. happily, you sink into a comfy bean bag this makes me kinda jealous and lose yourself within the pages, ignorant to brown eyes watching your every move.

a shadow looms over you, and you barely have any time to react before you're pulled into a lean chest, arms wrapped securely around your waist.

"wh-"

"there you are, my precious wife!"

your brain is barely processing the situation. what is he talking about? who is he talking about? it takes a around a minute before you've pulled yourself back, landing not-so gracefully onto the bean bag that you were just sitting on a moment before.

"sorry, i think you may have the wrong person," you say, firmly.

you've never seen this man in your life, who the hell does he think he is? what did he call you? his wife? he better be joking. he's either mistaken or insane. probably the latter, hun. he's insanely in love with you.

"how could i mistake you for anyone else?"

and now he's pulling you along to his fancy car, talking about how he'll introduce you to his parents because apparantly, he's already talked to them about the wedding and-

what do you mean he's talked to your parents!? and they didn't tell you anything!? that's because he threatened them with your safety, but you don't have to know that.

the worst part? you left your book at the library!

could it be any worse? yes, it could. after dinner with your supposed parents-in-law, you pull him aside. he's happy to follow you, anticipating anything you have to say. are you excited too? he's already imagining all the fun you'll have together. cuddling with you, holding your hand, going on dates, spending the rest of his life with you-

"i'm sorry, but i'm not marrying you."

"..good joke, honey."

you're not joking? he falls silent. you've already left by the time he came back to his senses, and he's never felt emptier in his life. how do you think this man—someone who had been given everything he could ever need; who could have the whole world served on a silver platter if he asked—will face the rejection of the single person he's genuinely fallen head over heels for?

it's safe to say that his ego is absolutely bruised. don't even get me started on his heart. words cannot describe the world-shattering devestation he felt. no, he wouldn't stand for this. he's never taken no for an answer, and he certainly isn't starting now.

you will be with him, and he doesn't care if he has to shatter your legs just to make sure you never leave. let's hope it never comes to that, though. he quite likes it when you smile, but he supposedly wouldn't mind seeing you cry, either.

within the next few months, it's like the world is crumbling. your parents lose their jobs, your grades are suddenly dropping, you can barely earn enough from your part-time job to keep food on your plates—it's a mess.

you're struggling, and he knows it.

when you're at your lowest point, he'll pay you a visit. pitiful darling, you know he can make it all go away, right? he'll help you. like a demon tempting to grant your deepest, darkest desire.

"shh, don't cry, sweetheart," he'll take care of you.

don't worry, honey, he can make it all go away. it's not difficult to give you back all that he took away. everything you've lost can be placed right back onto your gorgeous little palm.

but at what cost?

your body.

your soul.

your mind.

your everything.

don't you see, honey? he would do anything for you. new clothes? he'll buy the entire mall. need a better house? how about a mansion? want the moon? he'll do his best to get it for you, no questions asked. you could have everything you could ever want and more.

it's a generous offer, lovely. all he asks for, in return, is that you give up. you were his the moment he saw you, and that might have been the biggest mistake of your life.

say yes, honey. it's the only option you have.

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watchmegetobsessed · 2 years

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NAN'S FAVORITE BOY

A/N: this absolute fluffiness was inspired by @harrysblackcoat 's little photo concept, i couldn't just not write it!!

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

SUMMARY: Your nan loves Harry. Maybe even more than she loves anyone in the family.

MORE FROM THE NAN&HARRY UNIVERSE

This meeting is going on forever. You’ve been sitting in the conference room for almost two hours and the finance department is still going on and on about numbers you’ll forget as soon as you stand from your seat. You’ve already went over your grocery list in mind, noted to change the sheets when you get home and decided to book yourself an appointment with your nail lady for next week, but the meeting still hasn’t ended.

Pinching the bridge of your nose you drop your pen and give up on writing anything important down, Chase will send everything around in a lengthy email anyway, he always does. You’re thinking of a way to excuse yourself to end your misery when your phone’s screen lights up.

Snatching it off from next to your empty coffee cup you finished the first five minutes into the meeting, your lips curl upwards seeing that Harry just texted you. Forgetting about the presenter up in the front you open the message right away.

You almost gasp out loud when a photo loads along with a text. Harry is posing next to your nan, he is dressed in his yellow pleasing hoodie, his current favorite, along with his old ripped, light-washed skinny jeans and he has an arm curled around your adorable grandma’s shoulders. Both of them smiling brightly, the picture is oozing love and happiness and it breaks the greyness of your workday, seeing two of your favorite people being so cozy together.

HARRY: Nan and her favorite boy reunited!!

It’s true. Nan is obsessed with Harry, treats him like his own grandchild, maybe even better than you, who is actually her grandchild. It’s been an ongoing joke in the family ever since they were introduced and just thirty minutes later Nan was already teaching Harry to crochet so he can make his own little hats. It was an unexpected but so wholesome connection that hasn’t been broken in the four years the two of you have been together.

Y/N: Cuties! surprise visit or was it scheduled?

Harry’s reply comes right away.

HARRY: My zoom meeting got cancelled so I decided to drop by.

Y/N: I bet she was over the moon to see her favorite grandson!

You can almost see it, Harry ringing the bell, Nan opening the door and finding him there, clapping her hands together happily before hugging him. It’s a shame you couldn’t be there with them. They are such an iconic duo and you’d never admit to your family, but you’re kind of proud Nan loves your partner the most. You remember when your older sister first brought her now husband over to her, she commented on the color of his pants and then ignored him for the rest of the evening. Since then they have grown to like each other, but it’s funny in contrast with how things were with Harry.

HARRY: She made me eat like a ton of iced buns while she told me about the latest tea in the bingo club. Did you know Theresa invited George over for biscuits the other day???

You almost laugh out loud at his message, you can hear him say it in such a dramatic way, as if it was the gossip of the year. You just know he listened to everything Nan had to say and had the best time together.

HARRY: When are you leaving work? Want to meet here?

Y/N: I’m running out of the conference room in about ten minutes if they don’t finish talking. Wait for me there and we can go grocery shopping together after.

HARRY: Nan and I will be waiting <3

Luckily the meeting ends soon. It’s a breath of fresh air when you finally exit the room and head back to your desk to wrap up and leave. Your long workday is forgotten the moment you get in the car and make your way to Nan’s house. Harry’s Rover is parked in front of the cute cottage, it doesn’t quite suit the style of the neighborhood, especially not your grandma’s house that’s like a cute little cottage, every window is filled with flowers, she has a collection of garden dwarves lining the cobblestoned way up to her front door. Harry has raved to you several times how he can see himself living in a house similar to this when he is sixty and retired. You have a feeling Man knows it too and she is thinking about leaving the house to you and Harry, though it’s obvious Harry would never let her include him in her will, wanting her to take care of members in the family that have less than him.

“Hi there!” you call out as you walk in, but you get no answer, since they are sitting on the back patio, their backs turned towards the door. It’s an adorable sight, their chairs next to each other, watching the garden your Nan spends most her time with taking care of, a glass of lemonade in hand as Nan is explaining something to Harry, you can’t hear what it is, her voice is muffled by the glass door, but you see Harry nodding along, his little sprout on top of his head flopping with each nod. When he turns his head to the side a bit to look at the old lady you notice a tiny yellow flower near the hairclip and the sight completely blows you away.

Quickly, you grab your phone from your purse and snap a picture of them through the glass door, their figure a bit darkened, but the flower can be seen if you take a better look. Locking the phone you know it’ll be your new lockscreen, but right now you want to join them.

“Hello to the gossip club,” you greet them with a teasing smile as you step outside, their heads turning to see you. Stepping closer you lean down and kiss your Nan on the cheek before moving over to sit on Harry’s lap.

“Hi Sweetie! Do you want a lemonade?” Nan smiles at you through her glasses, but you shake your head no.

“I’ll just have a sip from Harry’s,” you say and he brings the glass up to your lips right away. He watches you with a smile as you take the pink straw between your lips and have a taste of his drink.

“What are you guys up to?” you ask, leaning onto Harry. He places the lemonade down next to his chair and wraps his arms around you, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

“Nan was telling me how she wants a little pond in the back of the yard.”

“I think it would look absolutely fabulous over there, behind the tulips!” she enthuses, pointing at the area that is now mostly empty. “Maybe with a couple of little fish, or ducks! Ah, that would be such a dream.”

Peeking at Harry you read it out from his eyes that he is already planning how to make it come true and you know that by the end of the year Nan will have her little pond if it’s up to Harry.

You stay a little longer, Harry brings up a few things from the basement for Nan she’ll need later and then it’s time to say goodbye. Nan hugs Harry so tight and long and you decide to leave your car here and ride with Harry. He offers to drop you off here in the morning so you can get to work and he can have breakfast with Nan. He doesn’t say it but he’ll probably already make measurements for the pond and Nan will be over the moon.

She stands by her door, waving at the two of you as you drive away. Smiling you turn to Harry.

“You know, I think I should be jealous at this point.”

“Of Nan?” he grins, his hand reaching over to rest on your thigh.

“Yeah. I swear she is your number one fan.”

“She said she had the boy down the street help her preorder my album,” he grins and your mouth hangs open. “She’ll have a Harry’s House vinyl!”

“I can’t believe this lady!” you chuckle in disbelief.

“I would have given her one without even asking, but I was so touched by it, I almost cried,” Harry admits. You take his hand on your thigh and lace your fingers together before bringing it up to your lips and kissing his knuckles.

“Thank you, Harry,” you murmur softly.

“For what?” he asks, glancing at you shortly before his eyes return to the road ahead.

“For… being so nice to her. And not just her, my whole family. You’re always there to help them, you never complain about having to spend time with them.”

“Baby, of course. But you know you do the same for my family right? All those times you helped Gemma out when I was out of the country, when you visit my mum without even being asked to. I hope you know I know about every time you were there and didn’t tell me about it. She calls me when you leave and tells me how much she loves you. Every time.”

“Oh,” you breathe out. Up until now, you though your secret visits were truly secret. Harry never mentioned he knew about them, so you figured Anne didn’t share with him. Guess you were wrong.

“We’re a great team,” he smiles at you, giving your hand a squeeze.

“But not as good as you and Nan,” you joke chuckling.

“Oh, for sure. Nothing can beat me and Nan,” he grins nodding. You don’t argue.

Thank you for reading, please like and reblog if you enjoyed and buy me a coffee if you want to support me!

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altraviolet · 3 months

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a lil TEG behind the scenes

I've posted before about my writing process, how it's scattered over many documents, and I navigate them by generating Headings. Check it out here so you know what I'm talking about when I say 'an index of headings is generated and I click on them to navigate between scenes.'

I've been wanting to share a screenshot with you for a while! It's part of the Headings for the Future Chapters doc.

The scenes are in roughly chronological order. I wrote most of the fic out of order, so I'd put future scenes in this doc in order, and grab them when their chapter came up.

Each line is a different scene or beat. If it has a / or // before it, that means I either put it in the fic, or decided not to use it (aka it's 'used up'). Apologies to screen readers, this is probably obnoxious:

You can see a few scenes and beats missing the /. I've decided not to use them. One of them is something a couple people have brought up: Soundwave asking/confronting Rodimus about being a Prime. Honestly, it's a scene that could possibly add something to the fic, but I didn't know how to set it up, what the point would be, where it would go, if it would drive a wedge between them. Rodimus never lords his "Primeship" over anyone in the fic (how he got it in canon is like... weird anyway, and I never read that comic). So, yeah. I had the concept, but have decided against execution.

"Wingy2" was similar- First Aid would've made a second Wingy to replace the first. It was going to be a girl this time. I have changed that in favor of what we'll see in a few chapters.

The heading goes on for about this length again in scenes you've read (what a mess figuring out the Firelove arc was. and, oh, I need to / the Swervecard entry, heh). And then the end... there are only 6 more scenes in this doc to go. That's NOT how many scenes are left, just the ones I've pre-written. Some of them were written years ago. It's been nice going through this doc and putting the //s in when I finally used the scenes. And now we're nearing the end ❤️

#echo garden related #writing #behind the scenes

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itaerae · 9 months

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🎧 Annon is so so right no one writes for Ollie and it’s so sad bc I can’t move on even tho Bp has been over for a while.. Ik you’ve already done a lot of Ollie stuff so it’s ok to decline. But can you pls do a grumpy/sunshine Ollie fic? Ik you kinda already did kind of a similar concept but maybe you could do a diff au? It would be so adorbs in ur writing style ty so muchh

but i like you — l. ollie

pairing: coworker!ollie x reader

synopsis: ollie is one year your senior and frequently helps you out at your florist job. only problem ? he’s quite cold to you ! what happens when this one shift pushes him on edge ?

word count: 0.5k

warnings: none ! (not proofread)

authors notes: this fic is purely inspired by lyrics from 'but i like you’ by bnd ! sorry i took so long to post this, i had a cold and summer school work on top of it so i was really unmotivated. anyway, happy reading ! ⟡

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the bell rung as you walked into the floral shop. your sight was greeted by your coworker, ollie, who appeared to be working on a bouquet. deciding not to bother him, you clocked in for your shift and started rearranging some boxes.

ollie was glancing in your direction every so often, making sure you hadn't injured yourself lifting such heavy objects. he noticed you were struggling with a particular box and decided to help out.

"let me do it for you." he stated, grabbing the box from you, accidentally brushing against your hand in the process. you smiled and thanked him, to which he only nods, turning away from you to put the box up.

i think my hand touched hers. she grins at me, how is she so pretty ? a blush spread like wildfire on his cheeks.

the bell rung once again, letting you both know a customer had walked in. "hi welcome to in bloom— TAERAE !" you eyes lit up as saw the customer, your older brother.

"hey, (nickname) !" he pulled you into a side hug. ollie stared at the both of you from the counter for a bit before returning to what he was doing.

"so, what brings you in here today ?" you inquired jokingly, raising a brow at him. taerae chuckles and pats you on the head.

"just picking up some flowers for a friend's graduation and stopping by to see my favorite person~" taerae teased back. suddenly a loud crash is heard and ollie speaks up.

"oh sorry, a flower pot fell off the shelf. i'll be in the back cleaning up, (name)." before you could reply, he already walked away. you sighed quietly before leading your brother to the bouquets of carnations.

i saw you linking arms with him, should i just go for it ? who is he ?

your brother finally left the shop and it was just you and ollie once again. he emerges from the storage room. "oh, did the customer leave already ?" he asked, looking around the store. you nod.

"ah, you two seemed pretty close. do you know him ?" he goes over to rearrange some bouquets and gestures you to follow.

"of course, he's my older brother !" ollies face flushes with embarrassment and the jealousy fades instantly. he should've known, he thought to himself. think of me as a fool. "i see."

a comforting silence falls on the both of you before you decide to speak up. "ollie i've noticed you rarely face me whenever we speak, why is that ?" you were really curious now.

the question catches him off guard. another moment of silence passes. he looks up at you, still avoiding your stares. "ah, no reason really. i just have a hard time looking people in the eyes." he lies, hoping you'd buy it.

but you stare at him quizzically. "you're lying." you sneer at him jokingly, resting your face in your palms. "c'mon, i'm so curious !" you complain, giving him puppy dog eyes hoping to convince him further.

he sighs and rubs his temple. after a bit of contemplation, he decides it's finally time to tell you. "you're driving me crazy, but i like you."

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ronaldmcdonaldstastytits · 10 months

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It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia: Realistic Representation

Hello Sunnyblr!

I asked if anyone wanted to see my paper I did on Always Sunny for school and some people said yes, so here it is. It’s like 5000 words and it was super rushed, so it’s not brilliant. Hope you have fun reading it and I recommend you also check out the sources I referenced at the end because some of those where a hell of a read and so fucking interesting.

[NOTE] This was originally intended for my teacher’s eyes who has not seen Always Sunny, so a lot of the first two chapters are very anecdotal and recount some plot points of always sunny, so if you know the show (which if you’re seeing this, you probably do) they aren’t necessary to read, neither is the log but I decided to include it anyway.

Introduction

This personal Interest Project will explore the way in which homosexuality is portrayed in the media, with an emphasis and focus on the TV show “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” and the ways that they make the queer representation in it both realistic and relatable, to everyone in the audience.

I chose this as my topic for multiple reasons: I love looking at and reading about the ways that the media presents queerness and the LGBTQ+ community. I’ve consumed a large amount of media with queer characters since I was first introduced to the concept, and of all the media, the most relatable and well presented I have come across so far has to be in “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” in the character of Mac and his struggles between religion and sexuality.

The way that homosexuality and queerness in general is shown in the media is important for society as a whole, as it is always important to see yourself and others reflected in the media you consume. In this study I reference self made questionnaires, interviews and researched secondary sources to further evidence my judgements in a way so that I could get diverse opinions on a niche subject. My cross-cultural component included interviewing people who have been invested in the show far longer than i have to show what has changed in the community’s attitude towards Always Sunny’s representation over the years.

Log

My first step in creating my study was to do secondary research on the topics of It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, LGBTQ+ representation in the media and the Queer habitation of fandom spaces.

Once I had a list of both formal and scholarly and informal references I could use, I sent them to my email to ensure they would not get lost or forgotten and I started reading them all, making mental notes on what to use as I went along.

Next I started by beginning an introduction to the study. I then made an essay plan for each chapter, making sure to note down which sources I would be using and where. I plotted exactly what I would talk about in each chapter and estimated how long they would each be.

When I started the body of my study I realised it was actually far longer than I had been anticipating and I spent a long time cutting it down before continuing with my Third chapter, which I realised I would have to condense down from chapters three and four into just one.

After I had finally finished the three chapters I made sure to annotate each of the sources I had used, add footnotes and graphs and relevant pictures.

The last task I had yet to complete was the log, which was easy to fill out even though i had made no attempts at creating a project diary (which I should do in the future so that this last process is even easier).

Chapter 1 – Sunny’s Dark Satire

It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia is the longest running live-action American sit-com ever made. In 2003 two struggling actors, Rob McElhenny and Glenn Howerton came up with an idea that flipped traditional comedy on its head, made a pilot episode with a budget of $200 and titled it, “It’s Always Sunny on TV”.

The show was to take place in Hollywood, about three actors trying to make it big. The three main characters were Rob McElhenny, Glenn Howerton and Charlie Day playing as themselves.

The first episode, “Charlie has Cancer” started with Glenn visiting Charlie’s apartment to “borrow a bowl of sugar”, only to find out that his friend might have cancer. When Charlie starts confiding in Glenn about how he feels about all of it Glenn awkwardly responds, “Oh, I’m s--- did you wanna talk right now?”, creating the awkward, dark, satirical comedy aspect that It’s Always Sunny is well known for.

Later, after the show was picked up by FX, It was decided that the premise of the show would need to be changed. FX believed there were already too many sitcoms set in Los Angeles and they decided the new show would be set in McElhenney’s home town of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. They also didn’t want it to be about actors as there were too many shows about that as well, but with the premise and comedy of the show the characters would need to have a lot of free time on their hands, and so the decision was made that the characters would be bar owners, and the name of the show was changed to “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.”

The characters’ names also changed, McElhenney was now Ronald “Mac” McDonald (yes like the clown), Howerton was now called Dennis Reynolds and Day was still called Charlie, only the last name switched from “Day” to “Kelly” and Dennis’ twin sister was played by Kaitlyn Olsen. The show that started with the characters and actors at 28 and 29 years old, now has them at 46 and 47 in the newest season of the show which only came out in early June this year and the show is still signed for two more seasons.

Always Sunny was made to be an anti sitcom, a direct opposite to something like F.R.I.E.N.D.S. or How I Met Your Mother.

Most sitcoms feature lovable characters who might be a little morally dubious at the beginning but eventually turn into better people, sometimes they fall in love and get married and the end of the story is nice and happy.

Anti-sitcoms-- not so much.

While a sitcom explores the characters’ growth as individuals through comedy, anti sitcoms often do the opposite. In Always Sunny every single character is set up to be one of the worst people imaginable. The point of the show is to make you hate the characters and root against them so that when they finally get what they deserve-- often physical violence-- you feel justified in laughing at them.

Each of the characters has at least one thing that is absolutely awful about them so that if you get too close to liking them someone else can point out, How can you like him? He stalked a woman for 15 years! Making you like the character less.

They all have their terrible flaws; Charlie stalked a woman for 15 years, Mac is incredibly misogynistic and homophobic, Dennis has harassed and assaulted women on multiple occasions. The characters are awful, you can’t help but hate them, and that makes seeing them get what they deserve at the end of every episode so much more satisfying.

However, while we hate these characters, that doesn’t mean we can’t also relate to them. It also doesn’t mean that the show can’t have good representation. Because it does and we do; Topics like mental health issues, eating disorders, Childhood sexual assault and LGBTQ+ identities are explored by the characters.

But one of the things that so many fans of the show relate to about the characters is the queer aspect. In every show that has a fandom, there are characters consistently “headcannonned” as queer in some respect. Always Sunny is no exception, however, it did go farther in seeing how they had been portraying the characters, noticing that one of them did seem gay even to them and actually taking the step to confirm that the character was gay.

Chapter 2 – Mac’s Journey

In 2016’s season 11 finale McElhenney’s character, Mac, came out as gay. Mac was an ultra conservative man infected with so much toxic masculinity that he took any altercation and raised it to violence out of insecurity. He was also insanely homophobic, misogynistic and transphobic despite the fact that he once dated a transgender woman named Carmen on and off for two years.

Carmen was actually first introduced in season one episode four “Charlie has Cancer”, the pilot of Sunny on TV. Carmen was played by Brittany Daniel in the FX show, and the plot of the episode didn’t change much from the original: Mac tries to find a girl to get her to sleep with Charlie to cheer him up since he supposedly has cancer. The only girl he sees in the bar is Carmen, they start talking and Mac goes back to Dennis and Dee to tell them he’s “found the perfect girl for Charlie”. Then Dennis and Dee tell him that “that’s a dude”. When Mac goes to confront Carmen about it she expertly deflects the accusation and they continue flirting.

MAC: You lied to me.

CARMEN: No, I didn't. You lied to me. You don't work out? Please. I've seen you at the gym. You're ripped.

MAC: No. Don't turn this around. Wait. Really? You think so?

CARMEN: Yeah.

MAC: (flexes his muscles) I was afraid I was getting a little too ripped, you know?

CARMEN: Oh, no. I like it.

MAC: Wow! Hmm. Well, I gotta get back to work. Um, but I don't know. Maybe I'll give you a call sometime.

After that they end up going on dates and they seem like a happy couple apart from the fact that Mac is very clearly uncomfortable with dating someone with a penis. Eventually their relationship ends when while on a date, Carmen approaches Mac from behind and taps his shoulder and Mac freaks out and accidentally punches her out of instinct.

In a later episode of Season three, “Mac is a serial killer”, the plot twist of the episode is that, while the gang thinks that Mac has been acting shady recently because he’s now a serial killer, it is actually because Mac has been trying to hide the fact that he’s been dating Carmen again from them out of fear of their reactions considering what they thought the last time they dated. Through this episode Mac still clearly is uncomfortable with her being trans but he also seems to really like her considering the amount of research he had been doing into her “condition”, as Mac puts it. Towards the end of the episode Carmen dumps him because she thinks he is ashamed of her. Upset, Mac goes to Charlie and tells him “It’s over,” since he had assumed that Charlie knew the whole time. The gang confronts Mac about being a serial killer and Mac immediately yells back “I’m not a serial killer! [...] I’ve been banging the [t slur]!” Just as Mac had predicted, the gang immediately seems disgusted by this.

Carmen appears in two other later episodes as well, in one of them Mac runs into her at the gym and finds out she’s getting married soon. The rest of the episode is about Mac being so jealous that she’s getting married to someone that he decides that it is a “gay marriage” and therefore a sin and tries to dissuade the couple from getting married by using homophobic bible quotes. Predictably, this episode is called “Mac Fights Gay Marriage”.

The last episode with Carmen in it is one in which Dee gives birth after being pregnant all season, it is revealed at the end of this episode that after the Gang tried so hard to figure out who the father was all season and were prepared to look after this kid together, that Dee was actually a surrogate, and what’s more, she was a surrogate for Carmen and her Husband.

Miraculously, Carmen is the only character or side character who has ever left an encounter with the gang unscathed, she even somehow came out the end better, with a family. Every other character has been dragged down into the pits of hell with the rest of the gang whenever they’ve had to endure anything with them.

Along with being transphobic and yet dating a trans woman Mac was also very homophobic, and the best example of that comes from the season nine episode, “Mac Day”, in which Mac’s cousin from the country (“Country Mac”) comes to the city. Later in the episode Mac makes his friends participate in “Greasing up some Beefcakes” which is actually just rubbing oil on body builders. Mac says some very suggestive things when the Gang doesn’t want to do it-- “These guys work off their beautiful glutes for our enjoyment, okay? The least we can do is pay them back in tan and grease.”-- Country Mac seems all too up for the activity, however, and says he's been getting a lot of phone numbers. Dennis asks where there are women, to which Country Mac replies, “Chicks? No. Dudes. I’m into Dudes.” The Gang expresses their positive sentiments and when Country Mac walks away Charlie says, “It’s so much more comfortable when someone’s gay and open about it. And like, I know we’ve never said this as a group, but… Mac’s gay." The rest of the Gang all immediately agreed with no restraint. At the end of the episode, after Country Mac’s untimely death, Mac makes a eulogy which includes the characteristic homophobia, “And it turns out, he was totally queer. Which, as we all know, is a sin. And that, coupled with his radical religious beliefs, has most likely landed him in Hell, where he will burn for all eternity. So I will ask for a moment of silence, in which I will beg God's forgiveness for Country Mac's evil, homo ways…”

Although the writers clearly knew what they were doing with “Mac Day”, the season ten two part finale “The Gang Goes to Hell Parts 1 and 2” is where they really made their intentions surrounding Mac’s character and sexuality clear.

Goes to Hell were two of the episodes that showcased exactly how awful each of the characters are. In the story, every one of the characters committed one of the seven deadly sins and ended up on the brig of the Christian cruise ship they were on. They were on the Christian cruise ship because Mac had converted from his Roman Catholic church he had grown up in, to a Christian one because his usual church was “getting too Vietnamese”, just showcasing again how Mac is a horrible person.

Of course Charlie and Frank’s sin was gluttony in the form of alcoholism (they drank boat fuel), Dee was wrathful and punched a woman and Dennis attempted to have sex with a girl who was 19 even though he was 39. Out of everyone in the Gang, Mac was the only one who didn’t commit a sin and yet he ended up in the brig as well.

The reason Mac was in the brig was because he had found out the men he had become friends with were actually married and gay and Mac, being incredibly homophobic as he was, had decided that he was put on the cruise by God to convert them to being straight. This of course didn’t work and when Mac told the men all of this they said:

DAVID: You want to convert us?

MAC: Yeah!

DAVID: Do you realise how insulting that is? How would you like it if I tried to convert you?

MAC: Uh… Wouldn’t care. Cause that’s, like, impossible. There’s no way you guys could convert me to your lifestyle.

SCOTT: Let’s give it a shot.

The next scene opened with Mac walking straight into the brig, closing the door and saying defeatedly, “Well… I’m gay.”

Mac’s sexuality was further explored in the Season 13 finale, “Mac Finds His Pride” in which he came out to his father and his prison mates through an interpretive dance, only for him to walk out of the room midway through his performance. Mac was clearly devastated by this and the episode ended with Frank, who had accompanied Mac throughout the episode and who was typically quite ignorant and homophobic, finally understanding how Mac had felt his whole life.

Chapter 3 – Was it Good Representation?

Having representation in the media is important for all minorities. Minorities can see others like them, and non-minorities can see how minorities are affected by a world not catered for them and see how things need to change.

In a survey regarding what people thought about shows with Queer representation, I asked the questions: what was the best queer representation you’ve seen in the media and why?

In response to what the best queer representation was, the results varied greatly as there are many different pieces of media containing good LGBTQ+ representation. However, the most recurring answers were It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia with 17.3%, Our Flag Means Death with 11.5% and The Owl House with 7.7%. The top qualities in good representation were (in order of highest to lowest); realism, normalisation, diversity, relatability, unashamedness, and acceptance.

In an interview with a long time fan of Always Sunny, 22 year old Lillian H, in response to being asked what she liked about the representation in Always Sunny, said that while she didn’t think that the portrayal of Mac’s identity was as good as it could have been her favourite thing about the show was it’s portrayal of mental illness and trauma: “There’s not many aspects of the show that I would ever look at as “good” representation, I mean that would be the opposite of the message that the show is trying to convey. I don’t even think that Mac is as good a representation that he could be. But I also think Sunny is the best tv representation I have ever seen of trauma and mental illness. One of my favorite things about this show is that at its core, Sunny is about five traumatized people who were deeply affected by their terrible upbringing and continue to perpetuate the cycle and project it all over anyone they encounter.”

Lillian started watching the show around the time the first two seasons had begun airing and was introduced to it by her Dad who loved the show. “My dad was obsessed with it and when we weren’t watching it on television he was showing me his favorite scenes on youtube.”, she said. She also talked about how when she was in middle school and properly able to digest and process the humour of the show beyond a group of adults yelling at each other for 20 minutes straight, she started engaging with the online fandom on tumblr. When asked how the fandom has changed over time she said, “The majority of tumblr users were under thirty, so I think the fans there were a lot more accepting and open minded than the people like my dad who just watched it on tv. I never witnessed any kind of blatant homophobia or racism of any kind. From what I remember everyone for the most part understood the satire and knew what the show was portraying was wrong. The blackface was definitely an issue though. It was (rightfully!) openly shunned and criticized in the fandom. There were other tumblr users that had never seen the show who would attack sunny blogs for being racist and problematic for supporting a show and cast that performed blackface. [...] The response to Mac coming out was initially terrible. He came out of the closet only to go right back in at the end of the episode. I think the majority of LGBTQ fans felt this episode made it clear that Mac's sexuality was being trivialized and played up for laughs. It was especially disappointing coming from a crew who claimed to be gay allies, one of which had two moms and a gay brother who worked on the show. When Mac finally came out for good, the response was overwhelmingly positive and celebratory. I think at the time even the older fans (like my dad) were too caught off guard to be hateful. It was a bizarrely emotional episode.”

In a separate survey when the question, “what was the best queer representation you have seen and why?” was posed, the reasons behind people responding with Mac from Always Sunny were mostly very similar; “because he is the epitome of who I used to be (Catholic and extremely in denial about my sexuality)”, “Mac McDonald, mostly because I can relate to him a lot. We are both gay, we are both religious [...]”, “It’s really relatable for me. I grew up in [a] catholic setting, so it was just easier to lock away my true feelings.”, “Mac's shame and guilt regarding his sexuality and being stuck in the closet and denial was executed well and it's something many lgbt folks can relate to”, “Mac finds his pride is definitely one of the best episodes of the show and shows his struggle with his internalised homophobia and struggle to find a place to fit in, which i can relate to.”

Most people in more recent times, when talking about why they liked Mac’s representation, reference how they feel it relates to them. Most of these people are gay, religious or both like Mac was and understand that what happened when Mac first came out and then went back into the closet was a way of denial and repression and something they related to.

This proposes the theory that perhaps this view in particular regarding Mac’s character and story has changed over time from something that people were unhappy about when it first happened to something that people now praise for making it feel realistic and relatable.

However this is a phenomenon known only to those within the fandom. In an interview with 17 year old Jordan Wade, who only considers himself a casual enjoyer of the show and has only watched the first two seasons, he said that he hadn’t really noticed any queer aspects to any of the characters and had not picked up on any representation in the show where he was up to. It should be noted that there is LGBTQ+ themes and representation in the first season in the form of Carmen and perhaps this shows that the only people who really pay enough attention to the show to be able to pick out and examine each piece of representation are those who are engaged in the fandom. And most people who engage in fandom are queer or part of other minorities and as such are already used to searching thoroughly for any representation.

In a survey, 10 memes from Always Sunny were presented to the participants and they were asked if they recognised the meme. On all of the memes 55 people responded and of all those memes the lowest number of people who recognised a meme was 32, with the highest being 51 of the 55 saying they recognised it. The spread of memes on the internet among people who know the show and don’t, contribute to the spread of the show, which contributes to the spread of its representation. Of the ten memes, before I had even watched the show, I had seen nine of them, just due to being online on platforms such as Tumblr and TikTok.

Conclusion

Ultimately, It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia has some good representation of LGBTQ+ characters and also of mental health issues. The show is absolutely flawed but it is usually quite good at staying within the confines of a dark satire and using it to its advantage. Mac’s character could have been dealt with more gently and so could Carmen’s but ultimately they did really well with what they did at the time and many people relate really well to the characters. The characters and representation in Always Sunny is genuinely really good and many people agree that it is relatable, and realistic and not made a huge deal of, only increasing the value of the representation.

The use of realistic and relatable plot points in Mac’s story help to make the character more accessible to queer audiences. The fact that he came out and then went back in only helps queer people relate to him more. His internalised homophobia is ever present throughout the show and drawn upon to add to his queer identity, showing how overtime he worked on and diminished his internalised homophobia and was finally able to feel himself after the season thirteen finale.

While aspects of it may still be widely contested by fans of Always Sunny online, it stands without competition that Mac in many ways was good representation that fed people starved of representation. And while Rob McElhenney, Glenn Howerton, Charlie Day and the other writers of Always Sunny could have done better, it is undeniable that they were well intentioned and got their messages across quite well in the end.

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And of course thank you to @lgbdee for helping me and @sunnykeysmash for unknowlingly giving me something to use as a source and a good read lol. And thanks to everyone who participated in all the polls and surveys i put out, it was a huge help and I was able to get a MUCH larger amount of data on my surveys than my classmates did which I count as a win on it’s own even though I have no idea what my marks for this assignment were.

Also if you’re going to read any of the sources above I highly recommend “Amusing abusers and humourless survivors: analysing the role of comedy in media representations of sexual violence” by LB Rose. I genuinely really enjoyed reading it and reread it later too.

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WIP Wednesday on a Monday

Hey everyone! So I’m officially back from my hiatus and decided to start a WIP tag chain early since I’ve got some new/different things I’m working on (including old stories I’ve neglected for more than year). Anyways, my current focus is on Baldur’s Gate, Fallout 4, Far Cry 4, and Mortal Kombat.

Also, thanks for the tag, @bardic-inspo , to share some of my writing 🤗

No pressure tags: @emotionalcadaver, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @captastra, @firstaidspray, @snowyarts, @reriart, @elfinbloodbag, @euryalex @adelaidedrubman, @chadillacboseman, @inafieldofdaisies, @carlosoliveiraa, @spacestephh, @galaxycunt, @unholymilf, @quantum-lover, @voidika, @illiana-mystery, @imwithyoutiltheendofthelinebucky and anyone else who wants to share writing, drawing etc. If it’s not your thing please ignore, but I wanted to go on a tagging spree since I’ve finally returned to this hellsite! Honestly really excited to see what everyone is working on :)

King of War - Chapter 2 (Pagan Min x OC)

TW: dictators, mentions of war, non-explicit injuries, language, etc.

Her head throbs as eyes slowly open, the blur of the vibrant world quickly coming into view. A flamboyant man sits across from her, picking at food she doesn’t recognize. Though the stranger in his teal suit isn’t what captivates her. No, it’s the panoramic view of the Himalayas, seemingly stretching to the ends of the planet from wherever they’re nestled.

“Good!” a booming baritone startles her, heavily accented as the man addresses her. Meg knows all too well who he is but hopes that it’s an intricate illusion or this whole ordeal is a dream. “You’re awake.”

“Barely,” she’s groggy, trying to ignore the pain radiating at the back of her skull and reaching for the knife kept holstered in her boots. Instead, he eyes widen to saucers as she realizes that her clothing has been changed as she sports a silk cheongsam dress with matching shoes. She nods bitterly. “You’ve taken my things.”

“Sorry,” he examines his finger nails before meeting her gaze, “I don’t like the idea of my guests being armed.”

“What decent dictator would?” she forces out a dark chuckle, hoping he’ll bury a bullet in her brain and end this nightmare. Instead, a brow arches quizzically.”

“King,” Pagan corrects her tersely, “It’ll do you well to remember that, Meg.”

“How do-”

“Please,” he laughs deeply, genuinely entertained by her confusion, “One of the biggest tech innovators from Silicon Valley disappears and just happens to reappear in my country. You think I wouldn’t know who you were?”

“What do you want?” she spits with all the vitriol she can muster, feeling the tension of sore muscles in her face. Nothing is said as he steeples his hands, mouth splitting into a mischievous grin, but he doesn’t need to say it because she already knows.

Everything.

Exploration - Chapter 1 of 2 (Astarion x OC)

TW: slightly suggestive, allusions to past trauma, dissociation, language, etc.

Memories were complicated, often tainting how one viewed many facets of present life.

At least that was how Astarion regarded his own. Two hundred years had soured his outlook on many things as life was slowly reclaimed. Autonomy, individuality, sex. All were concepts he’d attempted to relearn in the months after the brain fell yet struggled with greatly.

He was grateful to not navigate the unknowns alone, his sorceress lover still firmly planted by his side. Ilwyn was understanding in many ways others wouldn’t be, a flower emerging from the muddiness of her own past trauma. Not to mention how young she was for an elf, still learning many things about herself.

“I’ll be right here, my sweet star.”

She’d cooed into his ear one night after a particularly bad nightmare had destroyed his trance. Her body was warm, the scent of honeysuckle permeating her skin and bed clothes after a soothing bath. No one had ever held him like that, soothing and sweet until his rigid body began to relax against her. To be loved was to be seen, or so he had learned.

Wynnie was endlessly patient and understanding, allowing him to make choices for himself and to allow space when it was needed. Sometimes, the vampire spawn needed to clear his head, to feel the cool kiss of night tickle his cheeks and tousle his curls. If blood still pulsed beneath his skin. He was positive he’d be red as the fruit of a sun melon. How their innocent touches quickly became heated, motions filled with unbridled passion. How he felt himself drift away as Ilwyn lay spread out in nothing but slinky small clothes, her hand drifting to his breeches…

He deigned to be filled thoughts of his lover, to drown in her visage for hours, molding her body against in his own in a passionate exchange, kissing and licking and nipping. Yet, the young elf carefully rolled them over so he lay with his back upon the down feathered mattress. Dismounting herself, Wynnie rubbed firm circles into a broad shoulder as Astarion’s ashen brows knit in confusion.

They were together, melding into one another so naturally and deliciously. Yet allowing ruby eyes to shutter once had transported him into the hallows of the Szarr palace, stretched across crushed satin as sure lips collided with curve of a stranger’s neck. A blonde woman, a man with bronzed skin, it never mattered who was shared that damned bed.

Sex was a means to an end. Always.

Ghoulish Intentions - Chapter 1 (John Hancock x OC)

TW: none! (other than radiation i suppose!)

A gnarled arm stretches across the mattress as the ghoul wakes. Sunlight spills into the room, Daphne’s room. Though Hancock is shocked to find she isn’t plastered to his side, likely having awoken early to tend to mutfruit and tato sapling’s. Sanctuary is teeming with residents now, cul-de-sac walled in like a cookie cutter Goodneighbor. Yet, she enjoys playing her part in all sanctions of the town: agriculture, defense, even entrepreneurship.

But he’s happy that his mayoral duties are paused momentarily, enjoying life after the Institute’s fall. Besides, he rather likes watching his other half scuttle about under the sun that gently freckles soft skin beneath the fumes of radiation that never completely dissipate. Then he hears the rattle of an old storm door, booted feet clomping forward as he begins to dress.

“Hey, handsome.” Blonde hair hidden by the trifold hat that matches his own, Daphne rests her head against the doorjamb. “Nick’s back with a new job. Sounds like we’ve got a job playing detective again.”

“Taking names and kicking some ass involved?” he rasps out a chuckle, enjoying how the loving gaze that falls upon him like a spotlight.

“Likely, at least with Piper and Cait tagging along with us and the gumshoe.” She stifles a yawn, adjusting her general’s garb.

“Well how and the hell could I say no to that?” a grin spreads across his scarred face, inky eyes sparkling beneath dawn’s light. “When do we leave?”

Uneasy Alliance - Chapter 3 (Cassie Cage x OC)

TW: rampant sexual tension, language, etc.

“A truce?” Lavender eyes are unblinking, sharp jaw set hard as steel. “What the hell are talking about?”

Blue eyes rolled dramatically as Commander Cage strode into the meager set up. Her mouth, however, was shut for the longest amount of time since they’d met. Of course, when the turncoat actually wanted to hear the proposition. Instead, the blonde turned gracefully on the toe of her boot, not unlike a ballerina.

Under the right circumstances, Nyx could even imagine herself slipping her a phone number hastily scrawled across a sticky note. Right now, she had to resist the urge to cave Cassie’s skull in.

“Nice place you got here,” a quick nod of her head sent those pink aviators gracefully falling upon that round little nose, “Suppose you’ll be plastering some Echo and the Bunnymen posters up while you watch Eraserhead.”

“What’s your dorm look like, Barbie? Bubblegum pink with a closet full of Betsey Johnson rejects?” Nyx shot back without missing a beat, enjoying how Cage junior was bristling beneath the quick retort. It was clearly a long time since she’d had someone to engage in verbal sparring.

“Point taken,” Cassie grits, arms crossed tightly across her uniform. “You want to hear what I’ve got up my sleeve or not.”

Mirroring her stance, the pallid woman responded with a sharp:

“I’m listening.”

#wips #wip wednesday #on a monday #tag games

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finished the sopranos. really glad I rewatched this I definitely did not understand it 15 years ago. I mean I understood I was not supposed to sympathize with Tony even tho I wanted to I got that part of it but there's a lot that went over my head.

it is a lot more supernatural than I remembered and there are actually ghosts and angels and prophecies hidden in dreams and messages in the wind throughout. i had forgetten about that. maybe a lot of people have it feels like this series and David Chase are a lot more well known for realism. but the real and the surreal play together beautifully through the whole thing. it's never clear if these are meant to be real entities or if they're imaginary but there's a lot in this show that's ambiguous.

none of the characters really grow or change at all I think the sopranos is unique in that. there's one exception, Meadows friend Hunter (played by David Chase's daughter) who shows up frequently in early seasons but then we don't see her for years until the finale. it's clear why bc when we last saw her she was Meadows fuck up friend with bulimia who was in and out of the hospital, always abusing various substances, constantly partying and getting into trouble. in the finale she's got her shit together and is in her second year of med school. we haven't seen her bc she changed and moved on while everyone else in the show has remained stagnant.

you hope they will change. you hope Carmella will actually leave Tony for real you hope Christopher will overcome his addiction and make a real commitment to something in his life you hope Tony will actually seek self improvement thru his therapy and change his life so he doesn't have to subconsciously harbor these deep feelings of shame and guilt and regret around his actions that are causing his depression and anxiety. but by the end it's revealed that he's been using therapy to become a better criminal and to help bury these things further down and steer himself further away from developing empathy toward others this entire time. Carmella starts out trying to only live on Tony's legitimate income and reject his blood money and by the end she's stealing bundles of cash from his stash and accepting a 600k dowry from him in exchange for getting back together with him instead of divorcing him.

the controversial cut to black ending is so much fun in the context of the rest of that final season I don't think it's really about whether Tony lives or dies. like he probably dies but I think that was Chase's way of putting him in Schrodinger's box and keeping him simultaneously alive and dead. both possibilities are true as long as we can't observe it. if we go back to the beginning of season 6 when Tony is in the hospital recovering from his gunshot wound this actually gets brought up. one of the patients he's with was a physicist who talks to Tony about Schrodinger and Heisenberg. they discuss this at length while watching a boxing match, about how reality is affected by our perception of it. just like two episodes before the finale Tony and his therapist are also discussing alternate universes which is also a concept deeply tied to probability waves and uncertainty principle. a cat also shows up in the finale that Tony decides to keep as a bodega cat for the butcher shop and I don't think that's a coincidence.

anyways. really great show but god it got very very dark toward the end and I need some lighter material before I dig in to The Many Saints of Newark so I'm gonna watch Nicky Deuce.

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the og college questline involving time travel to stop the great collapse makes me think. what would it be like, when some apprentice finally cracks the riddle the psijics left, and the world dissolves and half a city is suddenly there like it was never gone? Eerie enough having a bridge repaired - let alone half a dozen other students come striding back into town, as if they never left. Eighty years. And if it could bring back the town - why, what's the life of an archmage, a master wizard, a few brave apprentices, but another sidestep through time? How must it feel, to those old enough to remember all the changes, to know the grief of having lost and grieved and moved on, but then suddenly jarred with a world changed? What's the price of a magical artefact that can do that for a city? A class? A single life? How could you ever stop using it to rewrite the sins of the past? How could you ever start? How the bloody hell do you go about explaining that to your mapmakers - unless they too, remember no different?

anyway, I sent this to you because your thoughts on the College of Winterhold are always very correct and inspired, and I'm curious what you think of the scrapped plan to undo the Collapse, if I haven't just made that up. Feel no obligation to respond.

ah omg thank you for such an interesting ask im really flattered you thought of me :-) in brief i would say - the idea you shared here sounds extremely immensely fascinating and cool.. if you decide to write it in any way i'll be there with bells on

it would be interesting to deal with something RETURNING so suddenly... its not always (in my experience..) that stories deal with that as the crux of their conflict vs a sudden loss or departure... would everyone remember the world as it was before or would their memories be altered? would any Powers that be (daedric or divine..) take note? much 2 consider

i think its so interesting the eye of magnus could be related to a plan or attempt to unmake the great collapse. i know theyre not doing much with it in skyrim at least that ive seen & your ideas are really interesting and meaty... a good chance for an archmage and korir to mend fences where they fell apart w their predecessors...

you know if anyone has a scheme to 'unmake' the collapse i could see it being the psijics. they seem to be very interested in reshaping the flow of time and they seem to know a lot more about the eye than anyone else at winterhold - id wager ancano and his bosses want the eye for the same reason the imperial wizards want winterhold's elder scroll, etc, etc, but the psijics i could see having an arcane scheme up their collective sleeve

and quaranir at least seems to be stymied by the time rifts that ripple out from winterhold so we know they did not intend THAT at least

I DID NOT KNOW IT ORIGINALLY INVOLVED TIME TRAVEL until recently.. head in my hands... as a fan of weird time shit im bummed. sounds like a cool idea and may have been pretty feasible to implement in game.

ever since reading this post by jiubilant a few years ago its lived in my mind in place of honor. cool as hell concept

#personally ive been approaching the winterhold drama as ... many agents of greater powers at cross-purposes.. because that is one of my #favorite types of conflicts in sf/f lmao

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You Gave Me Your Kindness - So I'm Giving It Back (MLP Fanfiction)

Summary: Something has been wrong with Fluttershy lately. Discord keeps brushing it off at first, but in the end he can’t ignore the alarming changes any longer. As he looks back on their relationship, he realizes there is only one thing left to do to save his most beloved.

A/N: I once woke up with what seemed like an amazing story concept and decided to trust my sleepy imagination. After putting it on and off for like one or two years, I finally sat down and finished it.

Not my very first time writing fanfiction, and for this fandom no less, but I’m still not used to this and highly doubt I’ll ever write something again (that I’ll publish, at least).

Again, English isn’t my native language - I have however spent many years learning it. So if I still made any mistakes, please do correct me so that I can learn even more!

Rated T Word Count: 3.464 Ship(s): Fluttercord Genres: Romance, Drama, Angst without Happy Ending Warnings: like one swear word lmao

It had all started on a warm late spring day.

Discord had visited Fluttershy for their scheduled afternoon tea. Since the weather had been so nice they’d decided to drink outside, surrounded by chirping birds and flowers in full bloom.

Fluttershy had talked about something that made her smile as she poured him another cup. He couldn’t remember what it was now because he had stopped listening.

Not in a rude way, of course - at least, he didn’t think it was rude to be so distracted by your best friend’s beauty you start zoning out. Could anyone really blame him for that?

“Discord, are you listening?“, he had eventually caught her saying.

“My apologies, I believe I have something stuck in my ears. One moment, let me just…“

To demonstrate he had pulled out a red handkerchief - which had been tied to a yellow one, which in turn had been tied to a purple one, a green one, and so on. This had continued for a short while before all of the handkerchieves were out of his head.

“There we go! Much better. Now, you were saying?“

It was a lame trick and an even lamer excuse, but Fluttershy had playfully rolled her eyes and giggled anyway.

That lovely sound had been enough for him to get his focus back on her words again. Although he was tempted to check if his chaotic magic had spontaneously created butterflies in his stomach or if that was the doing of Fluttershy’s own magic.

Either way, he couldn’t complain. Not when that strange feeling made him all soft and warm inside.

It was somewhere during their long conversations and the sun illuminating Fluttershy in an angelic glow that Discord realized he was, without a doubt, utterly and completely in love with her.

They had started dating sometime after that.

The love confession had actually been the hardest part. The usually loud and eccentric Discord somehow always found himself at a loss for words the second he wanted to tell Fluttershy how he truly felt about her.

Combined with her timidness, it could have taken them ages to ask each other out if Angel Bunny of all creatures hadn’t let the truth slip out in frustration at the two.

Everything was much easier afterwards. It had felt so right to be together like that.

No personal kingdom of entropy could ever begin to compare to the joy he had found thanks to and with Fluttershy. She had been the first to offer him her friendship, and then she’d shown him love, too.

Everything had been so blissful in their own little world, he’d grown ignorant to all the signs that reality was becoming anything but.

Pinkie Pie was the first one to notice, surprisingly enough.

She normally missed a lot of social cues, yet it was her who waved Discord over when he was out visiting Ponyville one day and whispered to him her cryptic message.

“I felt the weirdest energy shift around Fluttershy the other day. This might be a bad omen.“

Then, somehow, she managed to completely change the mood in the same breath as she casually continued with, “Or it was that spoiled milk I drank before. Made me all sick the rest of the day. You really gotta listen to those expiration dates!“

Immediately back to her usual cheerful self, she’d bounced back into Sugar Cube Corner.

Discord was left a little confused but ultimately decided to just laugh at the mare’s odd behavior. Just typical Pinkie Pie.

Must have been that odd „Pinkie Sense“ of hers, he figured. Much as he enjoyed her fun energetic company, he didn’t actually believe in her crazy nonsense. Not this time, at least. She admitted she might have just misinterpreted whatever she had felt, after all.

Looking back, he really shouldn’t have dismissed her words so easily. Especially since they involved his dearest Fluttershy.

Rarity was the next one, discreetly pulling Discord away from the group one day to give him a piece of her mind.

It had been during last year’s Hearths Warming Eve no less. Quite rude of her to judge him during the holiday celebrating ponies coming together despite their differences and finding peace, he had told her irritated.

At least that’s how he had felt then. Now he could only repeat Rarity’s words in his head over and over again.

“Listen here, I know you and Fluttershy are close - and Celestia knows how you even deserve her kindness after everything you’ve done - but I still don’t trust you. If she wants to be with you, then fine. Who am I to tell her how to live her life? But if you as much as harm a single hair on her head, I swear I will personally harness the power of the Elements of Harmony and banish your ugly patchwork behind all the way to Tartarus!“

He’d faked a sarcastic oath then, thinking the unicorn was only being melodramatic as always.

Rarity had scowled at him for that and returned to the group with a final: “I am only worried because she is a very dear friend of mine. If you truly care for her as much as you claim to do, you will not hurt her.“

Discord had watched her take a cider off the table, take one big unladylike gulp of it, and sit back down between Applejack and Fluttershy.

Now that he was replaying the uncomfortable memory in his head, Discord couldn’t deny that he’d long broken the promise he’d never made in the first place.

Despite being surrounded by the most loving friends in all of Equestria, Fluttershy had looked almost annoyed by the shared laughter of the other ponies. Out of all the blurry images in his mind’s eye, a single gray hair stood out on the pegasus.

He definitively should have known something was wrong when Applejack and Rainbow Dash tracked him down to interrogate him.

At the time, Discord didn’t understand where their sudden hatred had come from. He thought they’d actually gotten along better over the years. He never believed he’d even have this many friends, but it seems that was just the positive influence Fluttershy had on him.

So seeing them this furious at him hurt. Although not nearly as much as the accusation itself did.

“You’ve done something to Fluttershy!“, Rainbow Dash yelled, flying up to him and pointing one hoof right at his face.

“Now, we don’t know that yet for sure, Dash.“

At least Applejack seemed more civil, pulling the loud pegasus down by the tail. Despite her words, she was clearly just as upset.

“Fluttershy’s been acting mighty strange lately. Think today was the worst I’ve seen ‘er lash out in… well, ever.“

Discord already didn’t like where this was going.

„We just figured, since y’all have been together for a while now,-“

“And because you used to be a manipulative villain!“

“-ya might know what’s been going on.“

“So spill it! What are you hiding from us?“, Rainbow added impatiently before Discord could even ask them what had brought this suspicion on.

So they explained.

Apparently, during one of their group’s regular meetings, Fluttershy had seemed disinterested. Pretty unusual already, but nothing of concern yet. She often got stuck in her own head with all her worries, after all.

It wasn’t until one of the others had asked if she was feeling okay, and she’d glared and spit at them, that it became obvious something was very much not okay.

To cut a long story short, kind concern was met with harsh words, turned into tough love, but was all ultimately ignored and Fluttershy had left with her nuzzle held as high as those snobby high-society ponies from Canterlot.

“Ya got any idea what that could have been about?“ Discord ignored the accusing undertone in Applejack’s voice.

He knew they were all thinking the same thing. He just wasn’t sure how to reply to them. It’s not like he wanted Fluttershy to act like that ever again.

“So…?“, Rainbow urged him for an answer.

But his mouth only hung open uselessly.

Instead, Discord excused himself and teleported himself home so quickly and abruptly that it made even him dizzy.

He had missed the first warning, and he had certainly missed many more. He’d like to think it was because it happened so suddenly that none of them could have known what was to come. Except they did.

All of them but Discord.

But it’s not like he didn’t notice something was off at all!

After he’d moved into her cottage and saw her everyday, he truly began to see the change in her behavior for himself.

It was in the way she treated her animals; Food heedlessly spilled into bowls instead of lovingly prepared (if she didn’t forget completely and Discord had to remind her or do it in her stead.)

He’d assumed it was the stress finally getting to her. With all those animals in such a tight space, it was no wonder she looked more tired, and he couldn’t blame her for letting out her frustrations on others.

It did surprise him a little when she’d locked Angel out of her own house when the bunny (that at least half of the time didn’t deserve its name) refused to eat his dinner because the slices weren’t evenly cut, or something petty like that. He’d even laughed in mockery as the little devil was left scratching at the door.

He was more surprised when he’d looked out of the window the morning after to see Angel still waiting outside.

He had mentioned it to Fluttershy, confused that she hadn’t let him in as she normally would after giving the annoying brat a little time-out. She’d said he still had to learn his lesson if he wanted to live under her roof.

Discord had agreed with her at first, not very fond of the bunny’s picky eating habits and general rudeness, either.

He’d only grown concerned when another night came and rain began to fall. Angel had still been outside, curled up and shivering at the doorstep, when the guilt became too much and Discord let the little guy in.

As he was drying him off, Fluttershy had come into the room, looked the both of them up and down, and just turned back around with a scoff and the words „you pity him too much“ muttered under her breath.

Discord and Angel might never have seen eye to eye on things before, but in that moment, the bunny looked at him with such deep concern that Discord simply couldn’t deny Fluttershy’s worrying state any longer.

“So, the others have already talked to you, I’m assuming?“

Discord only nodded a remorseful yes.

They had done much more than that. Left him cryptic warnings, gave him a stern talking-to, even straight-up yelled some sense into him, and yet he had brushed his friends off every time.

He wasn’t all that close with the five ponies, not the way Fluttershy was, but he trusted Twilight the most. It’s why he had eventually decided to confide in her.

“I’ve noticed it, too. Much too late, I have to admit, but her outburst the other day and the way she’s been avoiding us ever since are really worrying me. Do you know when this drastic shift in behavior started?“

The fact that even Twilight Sparkle didn’t notice sooner was only slightly reassuring.

The Princess of Friendship always seemed to have her nuzzle stuck in paperwork or research for personal projects, whereas Discord was always right there, frequently visiting for an afternoon tea or whatever other excuse he came up with just to be with Fluttershy.

If anyone should have noticed right away that she wasn’t acting like herself, it should have been him.

In all honesty, he didn’t quite know when it started. So he told Twilight what the others had already said to him; including Pinkie’s odd comment from about a year ago, which suddenly didn’t seem so random anymore.

“Her Pinkie Sense… I’ve long given up on trying to understand it but it’s never been wrong even once…“, the alicorn had already started muttering to herself.

Discord was left to watch her sort through the books on the shelf behind her. Spike had been there, too, offering his help to search. Otherwise he kept himself out of the conversation.

Although, knowing him, he had probably noticed before anyone else that something was wrong. If the others hadn’t listened to him at first or he had kept it to himself for whatever reason, Discord didn’t know.

But just seeing the guilty look on the young dragon’s face now, he didn’t need to hear it to know how bad it was.

“Hey, Twi? What was with that book about balancing magic that Cadance gave you on your last birthday?“

“The Theory of Magical Balance“, she corrected while skimming over various book covers in deep concentration. „Yeah, you might be onto something.“

Twilight flew over to a different section of she shelf and pulled out the book Spike mentioned.

The contents were still rather speculative, as there weren’t many cases recorded to prove the theories. Personally, Discord never cared for any sort of magical science and laws of physics anyway, since he could defy and bend them to his will.

But just this once he looked over Twilight’s shoulder to read about the exact thing that was happening to his dear Fluttershy:

“… if such opposing magical auras were to meet, they might balance each other out; each taking a part of the other and thus intertwining. But that raises the question: What if they were imbalanced? If one such aura was too strong, or both exposed to each other for too long, the weaker one could be overtaken completely. Or, perhaps, one might give all of itself away and…“

Discord stopped reading right then and there.

He didn’t want to accept it. He never wanted from the beginning and it’s why he’d avoided acknowledging it for so long.

Twilight began to speak carefully, trying to piece together all this new information.

“I know it’s been a long time now — and I do trust you not to go back on your word to never cause harm ever again! — but you have to admit, she has been acting…“

Discordant.

She didn’t have to say it out loud for they both were thinking it.

Years ago, when Discord had initially been freed from his stone prison, he had hypnotized and tricked his former enemies into turning the complete opposite of themselves. Back then, it had been so fun to watch them like that; arguing and in disharmony.

Fluttershy had been different, though. He’d had to actively cast a spell on her in order to turn her mean-spirited.

(And even so, despite everything he’d done… it was her who had shown him the light of friendship in the end.)

But now… now, without even trying, without any intention, his chaos magic was affecting her once more.

“Are you sure this is it? Isn’t there any other explanation?“, Spike tried against all odds to hope.

“I’m not sure… I’d have to ask Celestia if she has any more books on the matter. Or, who knows, maybe it’s the same type of magic that turned Luna into Nightmare Moon centuries ago? We cannot leave out any possibilities! Spike, take a letter…“

Discord had teleported out of the castle once Twilight went fully into study-mode.  He appreciated her help, and he’d tell her so the next time he saw her, but deep down he already knew what was going on and what he needed to do to stop it.

There was only one thing he could do to help Fluttershy now. No matter how much he dreaded it.

In the dim light of the room, one might not immediately notice the gray fur on what once was a brightly pastel colored pegasus. Discord, however, can’t help but stare the truth right in the face.

“What?“, she asks, annoyance clear in the way she practically spits out the word.

This monochrome impostor is still his beloved, he needs to remind himself. It’s his fault she is like this to begin with, so he has to make it right again.

“We need to talk“, Discord finally brings himself to say.

“Sure, whatever. But it better not be about those Celestia-damned ‘friends’ of yours. I’m not apologizing to those—“

„It’s not about that“, he cuts her off before she can finish the insult. He knows she doesn’t mean it. Not her true self, anyway.

“What is it then?“

She starts getting impatient. Her hoof taps against the floor, wordlessly telling him to go on already. He isn’t sure if he can.

“It’s about us“, he says quietly. He feels small, all of a sudden, wringing his paw and claw together and looking meek. Shy, even.

(He’d laugh at the irony, but she’s giving him that disinterested look again.)

“So?“

“I think it would be best if… we broke up.“

A heavy silence lies between them. He forces himself to not look away.

Slowly, Fluttershy’s emotions change. She raises her eyebrows, opens her eyes wide. She looks at him, through him, to the floor, to the wall. Then she snaps her head back, turns up her nose and glares at him with the same intensity she normally uses for her infamous ‚Stare’.

“What?“

Her words cut through the air and through him.

“We can’t go on like this“, he admits. „This close exposure to my magic — to me — has turned you evil. This isn’t you.“

“I’m fine!“, she huffs and stomps her hoof for emphasis. It only proofs his point further.

“I never meant to do this to you. I can’t control it. And now look what it’s… what I’ve done to you.“

For the first time in his life, Discord is painfully aware of just how much influence he really has on the world around him. How easily he could affect those close to him.

He is the only one to blame here, he is now certain. It’s all his fault for not stopping this sooner, for so selfishly wanting Fluttershy to be his, that he let her become a twisted and malicious version of herself.

“What kind of bullshit reason is that?!“ Cursing sounded so wrong coming out of her mouth. “You know, if you don’t love me anymore, you could have just said so!“

“I do love you. That’s why I have to do this.“

Fluttershy looks at him like he’d done the opposite of growing two heads. She probably isn’t used to him being this calm and reasonable. It’s like they switched places.

“Are you fff— ha! Are you serious right now?“, she half laughs in utter disbelief.

“I wish I wasn’t.“

Fluttershy makes a few faces as she wildly looks around the room again. She then settles on one emotion she’s grown way too accustomed to the past year.

“Fine! See if I care!“, she yells. “I never liked you anyway!“

She is lying through her teeth now and he knows it.

“I really wish it didn’t have to be like this.“ — She ignores him. — “Please know that I’m doing this for your own good.“

“Whatever. Just go.“

She refuses to look at him while Discord isn’t sure if he can bring himself to ever take his eyes off her. No matter her current state, somewhere in there is still the sweet, gentle Fluttershy he fell in love with.

Despite all her anger and harsh shouts that he should leave already, tears are forming in Fluttershy’s eyes. He wants to reach out and dry them, tell her everything was going to be okay and that he’d stay here with her forever. But he knows he can’t.

The damage had already been done and the only thing he can do now is return the kindness she had given him all those years ago.

So with a strained smile he says „Goodbye, my dearest. Thank you for everything.“

“Don’t you— Don’t you dare say that! You don’t get… get to say something like that!“

Discord has to tune out her cries as he opens the door and steps outside. He allows himself to look back at her only once, only briefly, to see her let her wings drop to the floor, ugly tears streaming down rosy cheeks.

Among the ashen gray hair is a single pink strand, encouraging him to close the door and open up a portal to his old home.

Only once he is back inside the cold walls with forgotten furniture floating past his head upside down, does he let himself cry, too.

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MLP:FiM and its characters belong to Hasbro

I only own the artwork and (I still can’t believe I’m saying this) the story

#mlp fim #story + art #fluttercord #fanfiction #on the rarest of occasions that i write and it ends up being angst #canon-divergent i guess #as in i tried to reference canon from memory but gave up #vague headcanons never to be seen again #weird tenses that hopefully make sense #trying to sound smart with that fake book excerpt lol #listen i was half asleep when i came up with this-#this is why i'm an artist not an author #no beta because who the hell would i even ask

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After listening to this song on repeat and/or having it regularly stuck in my head these past few weeks, I’ve finally seen Wish!

I had read many reviews that said the movie was bland because it lacked originality, and while I understand this point of view, in a way... I think it was intentional.

The film was released for Walt Disney Animation Studios’ 100th Anniversary and is full of more or less obvious references to other Disney movies, whether it’s a well-known character name that’s mentioned, someone directly quoting another film, or even just a background, object, gesture, or scene composition that, for some reason, feels familiar. The fact that all those “Easter eggs”, which could have been very annoying but, in my opinion, manage to remain fun (not really in a self-mocking way as Enchanted did, though), exist, combined with the images that appear during the end credits and the scene that follows (yes, there is a post-credits scene), make me say the goal was to make the “Disneyest Disney movie”.

Wish is not lazy, it’s a celebration.

It’s still its own film with its own story, but it’s first and foremost a tribute to Walt Disney Animation Studios, all the movies they’ve released over the years, and the now iconic (some might say overused) concepts of “wishing upon a star” and hoping your “dreams come true”. At one point, there’s also a flip book (with a time chart!), and I see this as a nod to traditional animation, as well as an homage to the original “magic makers”: animators in general.

So yes, it’s unoriginal and maybe not the most memorable Disney film. As you would expect, it opens on a storybook, takes place in a fictional kingdom, features a heroine who has an animal sidekick and a dead parent, and she has to fight against a charismatic villain who uses green magic. I would describe Wish as a quintessential Disney movie, and while it may not be groundbreaking, it’s still cute, pretty, and entertaining. The characters are good and, even when they don’t have a lot of screen time, have distinct personalities. I’m thinking in particular of Asha’s friends who, as I’ve just realized writing this, must be a reference to the Seven Dwarves (even their initials match)... There also are many songs, of course, as they are yet another trademark of Disney movies. Special mention to “This Is The Thanks I Get?!” because I thought it was quite catchy and the most original!

Speaking of King Magnifico, he really is a great character and “classic” Disney villain, and it feels like we hadn’t seen that in a while. That said, [spoilers]…

...I was a bit disappointed they introduced his tragic backstory (without fully explaining what exactly happened, by the way) and then didn’t really do anything with it at the end. Sure, it humanizes him, gives him depth, and explains why he’s unhealthily obsessed with being in control, and I agree that not all villains need or deserve a full redemption arc, but… I don’t know, since they mention the fact his family died and that the fear of loss is what motivates him (at least at the beginning), I expected that to play a bigger role in the story, and especially in its conclusion. I’m not saying he should have been redeemed because I don’t know if it would have worked in that story anyway, but taking into account his past, the fact they mention it several times, and what they (Disney) have been doing with many of their villains lately, I simply thought it was likely to happen. Maybe King Magnifico didn’t necessarily “deserve better” as a person because he does become “evil”, to the point that even Queen Amaya, his wife, eventually turns her back on him despite their seemingly sincere connection, but as a character, I’m inclined to say he did…

Oh well, at least he has the coolest villain song!

Also, knowing my love for charismatic antagonists with a tragic backstory, maybe it’s best for me that they didn’t explore that further and just let him apparently irremediably lose himself. Had they decided to “save” him, even partially, or give the audience more reasons to feel sorry for him, I fear I could really have spiraled out of control :’)

#anyway yes it’s déjà vu but I believe it was the point and they managed to do that in a cute and not-so-annoying way #and as a fan of hand-drawn animation the time chart made me smile :)#it really was a touching detail #wish #asha #king magnifico #I really dodged a bullet with this one didn’t I? :’)#queen amaya #disney wish #in comparison I thought ralph breaks the internet had too many and too obvious references #the movie wasn’t bad but it was centered around and almost overshadowed by them #in wish they’re still clear (I’ve probably missed a few though) but in my opinion they don’t take over the film #walt disney #disney #I saw it in french by the way and the actors did very good #lambert wilson outdid himself #and océane demontis has a great voice

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a cute carnival au !! jisung works as a carny, either aiding other acts or performing his own jester/trickster act, and meets his new rival jeongin the acrobat. wanting to sabotage the other to maintain his popularity, he tries to get jeongin to ruin his diet, but each one of his plans backfires on himself and causes him to gain weight instead. meanwhile jisung has been viewing jeongin as his enemy, jeongin has actually started falling for the comedic performer, especially since hes started gaining !! bonus points if they decide to perform together as a duo in the end instead of competing acts ☺️💜

the concept ? I love it.

The idea ? Perfect.

I wish you ? A happy birthday

Hotel ? Trivago.

HAHAHA

CIRCUS

Jisung was at the hall of his fame. Having worked in the circus for years, he was finally receiving the recognition he had always craving for.

He wanted to be a ringleader, the one who would present the circus shows and finish them off with his own part: magic ~.

As he prepared in his dressing room, he rehearsed his lines.

-May i have attention my ladies and gentlemen, the show can-

- "Han-ah , han-ah, han-ah !!"

- "What now Felix? You know I have to know my lines for tonight".

Indeed, despite all this, what Jisung had to learn from was his haughty nature, which only his best friend Felix could manage.

Felix was also part of the circus, coming in second with his juggling tricks just before Hyunjin, who was literally playing with fire.

But anyway, enough about the program, after all Jisung didn't care, he only cared about one thing: the show started and ended with him and him only!

-It's Mr Bahng, he wants to see you!

Confused, Jisung put down his paper and followed Felix to Director Bahng's office room. He's the head of this circus, the one who manages everything from A to Z, looking after everyone's well-being.

What a load of crap! He spends most of his day stuffing his face with popcorn while we sweat! Thought Han

But once in his office, he was surprised to see that next to Chan was a young boy. Not much taller than him, with blond hair and visibly shy.

-Here he comes! Jisung, meet Jeongin, our new recruit", exclaimed Chan, gently pushing Jeongin towards Jisung to greet him.

But Jisung barely reacted to this information. So he had an assistant, so what?

-You called me here just for that?

- "Don't be so haughty, Sungie, everyone knows you don't do anything except go over your lines!"

- "It's my duty as the show's leader to know my lines!"

This made Jeongin chuckle and earn a sideways glance from Jisung.

I already don't like this one , he thought.

But the worst was yet to come

-"As you know, Changbin decided to change his talent presentation for ... some reason ... and so there's no fun left to close the show".

Meh rather say that these "certain reasons" were due to his fat ass who couldn't swing without risking breaking something.

-Why do you need acrobat to end up the show? I'm here with my magic trick!"

- "But Minho is just doing magic by cutting Seungmin, you know I agreed that you'd do the end only until I find a replacement! I'm sorry, but from tonight you'll have to be content with doing the show's introduction."

Han's mouth fell, so Chan stole his moment of glory from an incompetent youngster.

It's best not to describe all the sins that came out of Jisung ace's mouth at this point, but let's just say he was clearly very angry with Chan.

On his way out, he was closely followed by Jeingin, who would be under his orders for a while until the show began.

-I... I'm sorry, I didn't know I was going to take someone's place-".

- "Spare me your lame excuses, I've got other things to do.

And so Jisung walked away, leaving a lost and confused Jeongin.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Jisung was angry, very angry. He was angry at Chan for his decision and at Jeongin for his talent.

Because yes, that evening he had been grandiose, a star among the stars that everyone had applauded and Jisung had been so speechless that he had apologized to the youngest for what he had said earlier. And everyone knew that the great Han Jisung never apologized!

So he now hated Jeongin, who had humiliated him by making him demean himself in order to apologize.

He wanted to get the last part of the show, it was his not Jeongin's!

Then a thought popped into his head. After all, Changbin had become a clown because he'd become dangerously too fat to be an acrobat.

What if he did the same to Jeongin? After all, the youngest seemed to admire him and followed him whenever he saw him, so it would be easy to fatten him up, sabotage his show and get his place back!

Yah you're a genius he muttered to himself.

His plan was about to start today

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

-Innie yah! Come I have something for you!"

Jeongin turned and walked impatiently into Jisung's dressing room; for two weeks now he had been part of the circus troupe, everyone had been so kind to him but he much preferred Jisung; he saw in him the soul of someone he could trust, someone who knew how to take responsibility for his mistakes, the proof being that the one and only time he had spoken badly to him, he had come to apologize!

(The other times, Jisung ignored him, but Jeingin took it as a moment when they missed each other).

- "What is it hyung?" he asked curiously as he caught a whiff of a strangely attractive scent.

- "Changbin hyung gave me all these cinnamon buns and I thought you'd like them, since you know... you're the baby bread of the group".

Jeongin then started to blush, it's true he was nicknamed that, but when it came out of Jisung's mouth, it was totally different.

-Oh ... I'd love to, hyung, but ... with tonight's show, I've got to maintain a strict diet, otherwise I'll miss my turn and ruin the whole performance".

Jeongin pouted as Jisung, taken with pity, advanced one of the buns to slui oiur the fakre to smell the sweet scent of sicre and cinnamon mixed together.

-Just one won't make you miss the whole show, right? I'll eat one with you if you like, so if you miss out then I will too".

Wow, even Jisung surprised himself with his own words, which came out so naturally it gave him the shivers.

But at least it worked, because Jisung accepted the bread and ate it happily while Jisung had to do the same.

Unfortunately, no sooner had Jeongin taken a bite of his bread than Minho called him over.

-Oh no, hyung, i got to go! Thanks anyway for the bread" he said before leaving.

Jisung then left alone with a barely devoured cinnamon bread and a full basket that he hadn't been able to give to Jeongin.

-Well ... I'm not going to waste such good food right?

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

And these moments went on and on, becoming too frequent.

Jisung would bring a whole bunch of food to Jeongin, who would either politely refuse or eat only a little, leaving the rest for Jisung, who didn't like waste food.

As a result, two months passed and two different visions of the situation emerged on both sides.

-He offers you food every week?

- "yes"

- "Just for you?"

- "Yes"

- "And he complimented you?"

- "Yes"

- "Man ... i think Jisung's in love with you."

Jeongin blushed, although charmed by this idea, after all it seemed clear that he was acting like this because he was shy and had trouble expressing his feelings properly, right?

-Thank you Seungmin Hyung, you're a great help!

But on the other hand...

- "Suck in your belly!"

- "I already do it, I don't want to do any better"

- "Jisung ah I think this corset has become too small for you"

- "You're talking nonsense Felix, try tightening, no one can be too big for a corset!

And Jisung was the exception, after all that gorging on so many sweets every week had caused his otherfiidly thin waistline, which he accentuated with a red-threaded black corset, to expand, as did his tummy, which was beginning to hang out of his black shirt.

And let's not even talk about his thighs, which had become so thick they were fortifying with every step he took. He'd gone from a dream body to a chubby one in such a short space of time that people dared to compare him to Changbin! Yes, Changbin the old acrobat who become a clown , a clown so fat that people laughed more at his fat body than at his tricks!

-The Jisung said, "You've put on weight! Don't worry, we can ask Haewon to make an plus-sized outfit that would be better for-" .

-I'd rather die than admit that i'm now olus-sized! I'm going to wear that corset , period!

In the end, he made the show wearing one of Changbin's old stage outfits, which miraculously seemed perfection, and let's just say that during his presentation, a certain acrobat had his eyes riveted on him.

- "Looks like someone's enjoying the view~"

-"'Hush shut up hyung the others might hear you "

Seungmin simply chuckled, it was obvious that Jeongin also had a soft spot for Jisung, but that evening, he was totally captivated by his body, after all, he was usually wearing a corset to hide his growing belly, but this day, for the first time, he wore a checked shirt that seemed to fit him perfectly even if it does seems a bit tight on his midsection.

Jeongin then imagined how cute his hyung would look if this shirt pressed against his swollen belly. How with just a few more pounds this shirt could also become really tight on him.

-Why is your face so red, Innie?

- "For nothing hyung .. for nothing"

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Jisung was definitely defeated.

For one thing, he hadn't recovered by the end of the show, and now Jeongin had become so popular that Chan even suggested he take a seat next to him at the beginning of the show!

Secondly: his plan had failed, Jeongin hadn't taken a single pound, but Jisung was swelling up like a blimp.

And, of course, this second point was also a good point, as he had seen more people de coming since he had stopped wearing corsets.

Maybe fat admirer that just wanted to see how their favorite carny turned to a total hog in just a few month

And third: Jeongin didn't stop sticking to him h24 nonstop. And since then, he even offered him sweets and other delicacies in large quantities.

Was he trying to fatten him up? So the little acrobat was vicious? Jisung had to watch out for him at all costs.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

-Hyung, I brought you some cookies from your favorite bakery.

- "How do you know my favorite bakery, you idiot?

- "Felix hyung told me"

Jisung clicked his tongue on his puck before sighing, even Felix was betraying him now.

But then again he's not going to turn down free food right?

He didn't bother to thank Jeongin as he grabbed the box and devoured one, followed by a second and before Jeongin even realized what was happening, Jisung had just finished and was rubbing his belly as he sat heavily on his seat.

-"Well, if you've got nothing else to do, I'll be off," Jisung began before rising from his chair. It took him longer than usual to get up, but he had to understand that his whole body had become so heavy that he had to exert himself for such small things.

A great effort that tore his pant in two, letting the sound reverberate throughout the room that everyone present had heard what had just happened.

Jeongi was both shocked and excited, while Jisung was flushed with shame. He turned to Jisung and let his rage do the talking.

-Are you satisfied now? You stole my place and now I'm a lazy pig! Look at me I'm a fat slob with a lazy fat ass!!! I hate you Yang Jeongin! I hate you!!!" He said before waddling off.

Jeongin was hurt by his words, but he didn't let them stop him, he saw his crush in pain and by his own fault ! He had to go and confort him

He followed him and didn't toruva him anywhere where he was normally. Not in the dressing room, not in his bedroom and certainly not in the toilets or fitting rooms.

He was about to give up when he heard sobbing not far away, near the still-closed dart shooting range.

He stepped forward and saw Jisung crying, the poor selblait so helpless and weak that the youngest felt sick to his stomach at the sight.

He approached him shyly and put his hand on his shoulder before speaking in a low voice "hyung".

Jisung looked up and didn't even bother to get angry "What? Have you come to gloat over your victory in front of me?"

-No ... I just wanted to cheer you up".

- "I don't need tour pity, I understand you're perfect and I'm not"

-"Don't say that, you're extraordinary! You're so talented, when you do your show at the start I have butterflies in my stomach"

Jisung stopped in his tracks and turned to Jeongin confuse "Do you really think so?"

-Obviously that I think so! Tiut the world finds you talented Jisung hyung! "

There was a silence as the two looked at each other in silence.

Suddenly Jeongin cleared his throat before adding

-You know, if I decided to join this circus, it's because in the evenings before exams I loved going to the circus, it allowed me to relax and make me realize that there was more to my life than books and teaching.

And then ... there was that evening when I saw you ... you shone, your look showed that you loved what you were doing, it made me want to throw everything away and become an acrobat and here I am! I'm sorry that you thought I was stealing your place hyung, I was just in awe of you and I-

But as Jeongin spoke, he was suddenly stopped by a pair of lips that landed on his own, Jisung's own lips, he was kissing him!

The kiss was both short and simple, yet lingering and passionate. All kinds of emotions flowed through the two bodies as they kissed again.

This time Jisung spoke up

-"I'm sorry for what I said, I was jealous of you and your talent, but I guess deep down I just couldn't face the fact that I was crazy about you".

Jeingin smiled shyly before kissing his hyung again with tenderness.

-"There's a first time for everything, as they say, there's only one step between love and hate".

Jisung chuckled before kissing him again.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

-Where the hell have you been? We've been waiting for you for hours! Chan shouted as he saw how the two new lovers had arrived totally out of breath and in bad shape, their hair and clothes in disarray.

-' Jisung change your shirt, it doesn't fit you at all! And you Jeongin put on your outfit, the show starts in less than an hour!"

Chan clapped his hands to make them hurry as they both went to get into their show clothes.

That evening, Jisung agreed to wear the plus-size outfit Haewon had prepared, after all a certain acrobat had expressed his admiration for his plump body and finally accepted that his extra kilos made him cruelly seductive.

And that evening, a certain acrobat had drooled a little too much over his boyfriend's presentation.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

"So you want to share the stage at the beginning AND the end?" Asked Chan confused as the two mutually agreed

- "Yes, for presentation Sungie- I mean Jisung hyung does some magic tricks where I appear as his assitant and"

Jisung then cut Jeongin off to continue "And in the last stage Jeongin comes on stage and I'm his assistant who comes to pick him up and make him disappear!"

Chan was confused by these rather messy exolanation but the couole seemed so passioned et determined by this idea that he ends up accepting

And he was right, that stage was such a success that Jeongin and Jisung's part became one of the circus's main attractions.

But by this time, the coupke were taking advantage of their day off to go to the funfair, they had decided to take a ride on the ferris wheel , admiring the fireworks in the sky with their hand squeezed tight and our fingers intertwined .

-"You want to know something fun?"

Jeongin then turned to Jisung, curious.

-"At first, my plan was to make you bigger so that you would become like Changbin hyung, so that I could have my stage again".

Jeingin then laughed at this sudden declaration before placing his hand on his lover's growing belly. In recent times, Jisung's weight had increased tenfold, to the point where he was now forbidden to take some attraction like the rollercoaster in the fairground, which was both frustrating for Jisung and exciting for Jeongin.

-"Hyung, you're such an idiot but it's so cute".

Jisung then puffed out his cheeks, making is double chin stand out.

-"But I'm your idiot, aren't I?"

- "Of course , your my favorite plump idiot ."

Jeongin kissed his idiot's cheeks before lying down beside him to watch the fireworks.

#skz chubby #my fics #my fic #weight gain

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dianapana · 10 months

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SH Month 2023 Day 4 – First Touch

The Sacrifice – Part 1

Hinata POV

She never enjoys going out to meet with the ladies from the other families. Always prefers spending time by herself, locked in her room reading and getting lost in the world of a good novel.

But her father sends her at the ladies’ meetings either way. ‘Do not let the other clans think less of us because of your absence’ but what he doesn’t know is that they already do. They think less of her, bully her, and she never stands up for herself.

At the start it was hurtful, by now it is routine. It’s easier to just let them laugh and push her around than it would be to try and do something only to annoy them more.

However…the ladies too are getting bored of her lack of reply. So, their tactics changed lately, they pull her hair, trip her, one of them even ‘mistakenly’ ripped her kimono. He disheveled appearance is starting to raise suspicions.

Deciding that she finally had enough and adding the fact that the bullying intensified anyway, she is no ready to stand up for herself!

And she did, last meeting she chewed them all a new one. When one of them tried to trip her she kicked her foot, making that lady fall. They gasped and Hinata panicked for a second internally. But she stood her ground still.

So she expected things to be better this time, they saw how tough she is actually!

…But…

“She’s from the bravest clan. I’m sure the old tales don’t scare her.”

“Yes! Go Hinata, when we were playing with the temari ball it rolled all the way into the yard. Go retrieve it. You’re the toughest of us all”

They’re walking, or more like she is being pushed, towards the old haunted house.

Centuries ago, the mightiest clan all fell one night, the village mourned and placed flowers at the gate of the mansion, but during the night someone painted each white lily red with the blood of the fallen.

People say that a demon did it, that it was the one to kill them all. Nobody dared enter, all the bodies were left there to rot. One brave boy among the crowd said he doesn’t fear the demon, that the bodies need to be properly buried and ventured into the house.

But he came back empty handed. He said there’s no body to be found in the estate.

Even now the tale is sill very much alive, the house has not been lived in since. Some people have went inside only to tell horrific tales of red eyes watching them from the shadow of a tree, eyes that pull them in, eyes that have bloody intent.

“The temari ball was a gift from my father. It’s so so important”

“We would go but we’re scared. But you’re really brave, aren’t you?”

Neji would laugh at them, at the teasing of 16 year old ladies. He would laugh at her for not being able to say no and leave.

They push her further, one of the girls has her hand on the door, she’s shaking. Two other girls push her in and they close the door behind her.

She’s scared. Turning around, trying to open the door but it won’t budge. The ladies on the other side are laughing.

Sasuke POV

He felt it, the moment the door opened. Eyes opening. Legs uncrossed from under him. He was perfectly still like a statue sitting atop a rock under a big cherry tree.

Bare feet paddling on the cold and dusty wooden floors, dragging sounds come from behind.

There’s a soft and familiar fragrance in the air the closer he gets to the front door.

Frowning at his own unfamiliar feelings. His heart beating a bit faster.

How many years have passed since he last saw a human? He doesn’t know. Time is not a concept he can grasp.

The house appears to be in worse shape than last time he opened his eyes.

The floors creak.

Coming to a halt the moment his eyes fall upon a small figure. Crouched to the floor, crying, breathing heavily, hands over her head, head buried in her knees.

Taking one step closer, the floor creaking. Lilac eyes looking up at him through tears. Her mouth open, perhaps to scream but fear paralyses her. She cannot scream.

She looks familiar, but he’s still not fully awake, and his eyes are blurry.

Walking closer to the girl, he can hear laughing on the other side of the door.

He bangs on it loud and hard. “SILENCE”

The other mortal girls scream, they run away. Leaving this one behind for him. An offer? A sacrifice from the village to appease him? It was about time.

Arm extended, hand gripping the neckline of the girl’s kimono, dragging her into the yard where the moonlight shines so he can see her better.

There’s this voice in the back of his head telling him that he knows her.

The girl is now shaking and violently crying.

Her face hidden away, looking the floor.

Crouching, annoyed, his hand gripping the girls’ face. It’s his first time touching a human in centuries, he forgot how…soft and meek they are.

Girl flinching slightly at the touch, her cheeks will have fingerprint-like bruises.

Pretty face illuminated by the moon.

He does remember her.

“Hinata”

Hinata POV

Her fear rendered her unmoving, she isn’t even crying anymore. Eyes opening up, looking into the red eyes of the…creature.

He looks human enough, but he has black horns that turn red at the tips, his ears are pointy, there are black and red scales on his neck, a big and heavy tail behind him.

…

A d-dragon?

Autor Note: For a somewhat depiction of what I mean about Sasuke’s form in this story look up ‘Imbibitor Lunae’ from Honkai Star Rail, aka the 5 star version of Dan Heng. That’s where I kinda took inspiration from. Pretty dragon boy.

@sasuhinamonth

#hinata #hinata hyuuga #fanfic #shmonth #sh #shmonth2023 #sasuke #sasuhina month #sasuke uchiha #day4

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