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gale-gentlepenguin · 6 months

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Gale Reviews: Miraculous World Paris: Tales of Shadybug and Claw Noir

Spoilers below

-OH S*** NEW THEME SONG AND WHY DOES IT KIND OF SLAP

(The image of Gabriel's life. Damn)

-Gabriel is a good guy and working with his version of the Resistance. DAMN

-NINO! RUN BABY BOY RUN

-Kamiko? so that is the good version of akuma?!

-Ubiquity is the Kamiko's name. Okay neat

-BETTERFLY! THAT GOOD!HAWKMOTH'S NAME. IM DEAD

-And the villains just arrived

-Damn this is going hard.

-Love the Miraculous world intro

-And back to our world

-Okay so this is taking place AFTER destruction, since the miraculous are not rings yet

-Gabriel almost went into his son's room. almost. Adrien processing a long day (likely the fact that he CATACLYSMED SOMEONE) This would make for a good au later

-Could we be getting ADRIEN CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT! -Adrien having legit concerns over his power that actually makes sense? Good to see

-Plagg doing his best to help Adrien cope.

-Alyanette is good as usual

-tikki no!

-Cute little Tom Sabine moment. (LUCKY TOM)

-Alya's in pain (cause of the oh no)

-Seriously this all happened in the span of one night!

-Betterfly arrives,

-Also, seems the Kamiko in this case can impact MULTIPLE version. At least in alya's case

-That costume is dope

-Betterfly not knowing in this world HE'S the asshole

-Also Betterfly's design isnt bad. I accept it. Still weird cause its gabe tho

-THEY KILLED MAX? WAIT IS MAX THE AI. I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS

-OH NO CLAW NOIR AND SHADYBUG SLAY

-Nice to know Alynino is canon in that verse

-Shadyclaw arguements.

-Shadybug hates Adrien in this world

-Clawnoir loves being destructive, a nice contrast to adrien's current dilemma

-Alya covering for marinette like always

-Oh right, her phone is broken

-Smart move

-GASP THE LUCKY CHARMS ARENT ALL WEAPONS!

-Shadybug and Clawnoir should make out (the tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife) they are constantly arguing and its great

-CATACLYSM CAN GET BIG!!! OH F*** THATS SO COOL! (Adrien/Chat noir be holding back by a f*** ton)

-Tikki just sitting on this knowledge. BILLIONS OF UNIVERSE. (welp that is only half the amount of au's and what ifs I made lol)

-Tikki demonstrating what its like being a nigh omnipotent deity. (this is the first time outside of seeing their true forms did I feel this)

-The Supreme? Wait, the logos at the begining. Does that mean? the order of guardians is actually evil? Or is it like an Evil Fu?!

-Wait, so it isnt just an adult thing, if you are evil you can multi-use the miraculous but at a cost. SEE THIS RIGHT HERE WOULD HAVE BEEN A BETTER SYSTEM THAN THE ADULT THING! WTF?!

-So Shadybug and Claw noir ARENT the big bads they are just... lackeys? That is kind of lame, but if they are going to get redeemed it does make sense

-Ladybug out here being funny

-Claw noir got numb-chucks

-SHE SUMMONED A CAR AND KICKED IT AT THEM!

-CHAT NOIR FOR THE SAVE!!!!

-CLAW NOIR JUST TOOK A CATACLYSM...

-(Me with Claw noir right now)

-Chat noir making solid points right now

-Villains really do get all the cool s***

-OH S*** KAMIKO CHAT NOIR

-Damn so akumatization can be like in the blink of an eye. time slows down conveniently.

-Celesticat?!

-OMG ITS AN ANGEL CHAT BLANC (Marinette's ptsd should be kicking in now)

-The puns were great, and by by shadybug

-Claw noir litterally pretended to try and catch her then let her fall. Thats hilarious

-He was going to take her miraculous, that is amazing. They really hate eachother. She broke his finger lol

-Gabriel venting to his dead wife again

-Oh no, he is going to cataclysm the villains

-"As black as my heart?" Dude you are WAY underselling how evil you are

-The Supreme spares? So basically they are forced to do this or they perish. I see

-I love their arguements

-They went back to search the room, Alya really going through it now

-The Supreme, it must be Evil fu.

-Oh this is interesting, Gabriel was evil but turned it around after seeing the consequences of his actions.

-Shadybug found Ladybug's diary. Oh snap, she sees she was friends with Alya!

-Claw noir playing with dolls

-She read the diary and is like "That buffoon? REALLY ALTERNATE ME?!"

-Oh wow, Gabriel that is good is actually a better mentor then su han. (a low bar but still)

-Reminder that Plagg can be that insightful and also just as omnipotent as Tikki

-Adrien figuring it out

-The diary is cheesy for exposition, BUT shadybug's reaction to it is actually sweet. Marinette in any universe wants friends and to care for others. (my headcanon is that this is shadybug summarizing what her alternate self is thinking/writing)

-SHE FOUND OUT ABOUT THE WISH POWERS! OF S***

-shadybug going to double cross her Claw noir

-SHADYBUG GOT HIM!

-and she found out he's adrien.

-Emo!Adrien lol

-PLAGG IS GAGGED! The supreme is really evil

-Alya trying to get sabine's phone

-OHHH, he is wearing make up because of the effects of over using the miraculous! Damn thats a nice touch

-Emo!Adrien recognizes Emo!Mari

-Also Gorilla in white is so weird to me

-WAS EMO!ADRIEN SIMPING FOR EMO GIRL! THIS IS AMAZING

-This IS AMAZING

-Ironic that this is how we get the reveal.

-She can wish to swap places! oh s*** that is a hell of a plot twist!

-Wait something is wrong, that logo... Can they not use the wish?

-"Only The supreme defines reality." DUDE! DUDE!!!!!!!! The supreme is officially the most competent villain in miraculous.

-Marinette realizing she cant be an angsty bitch right now.

-Seems the miraculous is taking their toll on both of them. Damn this is dark and I love it

-Tikki blots on.

-Welp this is probably the best writing I have seen from ML in a while. I legit buy this saddness.

-Even Emo! Adrien is sympathetic and he hardly said anything as adrien

-Plagg Dagger's out

-They are both dying and desperate

-Monarch has shown up and he is up to no good

-And just like that Monarch shows why he is an unrepentant asshole.

-Oh look, Chat noir's nightvision is useful again. (It just took 5 seasons)

-MONARCH MADE THEM GIANTS! HOW DID HE EVEN!?

-I knew they werent akumatized,

-Alya being the MVP today

-Illusions, of course.

-I MISSED LADYNOIR SO F***ING MUCH (devours the ladynoir moment)

-Ladyfly looks really cool

-That is a brilliant plan

-The tactical brilliance

-Ladyfly was planning this

-Chat noir mocking Claw noir's puns is everything i needed in life

-Chat noir lost one of his ears

-AND countered, Nice try monarch. Nice akuma trick

-Took monarch long enough

-"There are no awesome girlfriends to inspire me every day" Rip to Shadybug

-Damn, Shadybug, that is a LOT to unpack there

-No matter the universe Chloé is always a bitch. (Theres the astruc stamp in the writing I expected. But honestly still a valid villain reason)

-This is pretty emotional

-Chat noir is playing Claw noir like a fiddle

-Claw noir is the adrien that never moved on from losing his mother. Yep, Like I have said, adrien has a valid reason to be evil

-A hero feels pain and wants to make sure no one else feels that way, a Villain feels pain and wants to hurt the thing that caused them pain

-"I dont want to be cringe." "Embrace the cringe"

-Adrien out here saving himself.

-Adrien talking about his friends because he DOES know them. THANK YOU. THIS IS WHAT I wanted.

-Shadybug, "I dont want to be cringe." Claw noir "It sounds cringe Im in"

-Shadybug fixed everything AND HER COSTUME CHANGED. I kind of love it

-THE COSTUME CAN BE ALTERED AT WILL.

-Claw noir's new design is officially my favorite. Chat noir iteration

-I think the good versions of shadybug and Claw noir might be my favorite costumes for them

-Okay so they going back now

-Also I just realize that these version actually KNOW the other's identities. yet their canon ones dont

-Monarch discovered the multiverse

-GASP! KAMIKO TIZED LADYBUG!

-My reaction

-Scarabella and Kitty noire universe

-Kitty noire's reaction is so lesbian

-ANIME UNIVERSE (this officially my favorite special)

-Comic book universe

-A Misterbug and Lady noir universe

-Betterfly being the mentor Ladybug and Chat noir really needed

-Omg the day is finally over

-You know one big plot hole is Monarch could have simply deakumatized Ladybug so she couldnt stop him but didnt. Cause he is an idiot

-And cute little alyanette

-LITTLE KISSES. Damn the Alyanette fandom is eating good tonight

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I stand by what I said, this is the best Miraculous world special done.

Honestly If I included it in my episode rankings this is easily a top 5 contender.

I now want a sequel in which Shadybug and Claw noir fight the supreme, because the Supreme sounds f***ing epic and evil.

Maybe season 6 plays into it. (That would be one hell of a season)

10/10 in terms of ML specials and episodes

It is a bit cheesy but I loved what I watched

#ml #miraculous ladybug #ml paris spoilers #ml paris #miraculous world #gale reviews

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holocene-sims · 2 months

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33, 34, 40, 43, 50 for Grant <з

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oh thank you so much for sending me some of these questions!! 💖

33. what kind of music does your sim listen to and who is their favorite artist?

grant often describes his music taste as "the exact same emo stuff i listened to when i was 13," but that's underselling his playlists a bit!

he does mostly listen to things under the emo/metal/etc. umbrellas, but he's also a big fan of disco, and he has whole playlists of other music, like songs that remind him of his family (old irish music and whatnot).

his favorite artists, though, are paramore, my chemical romance, fallout boy, bring me the horizon, slipknot, spiritbox, slayer, killswitch engage, etc. 🖤

aka the bands i reference most in the story for him

34. is your sim a festive person? if so what’s their favorite holiday?

he's totally a festive person, especially when it comes to christmas! he's a hugeeeeeee christmas fan 🎄🎅

of course, grant grew up with a huge family who always get together for the holidays, and he loves that almost overwhelming experience of cramming a billion people in his grandparents' tiny house and talking all throughout the night, with food and gift boxes literally covering up every spare inch of space in the house.

aside from that, i think he likes that people are generally nicer around the holidays and remember the humanity in others, and he enjoys picking out gifts for people and trying to get them something that'll put a smile on their face. because there are so many people to buy gifts for, the family has to do a very convoluted version of a white elephant gift exchange, and the randomness of that is fun for him.

ALSOOOO he just loves sweaters. and sugary treats. what better time of year is there for enjoying those two things?

40. what is your sims favorite hobby?

his favorite hobbies are definitely video games, playing tabletop RPGs, and astronomy stuff, which is normally stargazing. grant has a lot of hobbies, including painting now, but those three things are the ones he enjoys and gravitates to most often 🎮

43. what is a wish your sim has?

without getting too spoiler-y or just repeating the wishes he's expressed in the story, grant wishes he could see his friends more often 😊

adulthood is a bit hard in that respect because everyone is in different places doing different stuff, but he would like to meet up with friends more than he has in the last few years.

50. what is the last text your sim sent (and who did they text)?

12:01 a.m. -> henry

"for scientific reasons, i would like to bring a vacuum cleaner to the beach this summer"

#asks #hlcn: oc info #hlcn: story extras #hlcn: grant

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mikuplushes · 1 year

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in 2021, i made a post promoting the band set it off that i have since deleted, praising them for being kindhearted individuals who cared deeply about their fans without an ounce of toxic masculinity involved. so how the hell did they lose the core of their diehard fans in the past 2 years? as someone who would have done anything for them at some point in time, allow me to explain.

midnight era was set it off’s peak as a band. they had come back after their last album flopped a bit and were bigger than ever. they also won a fan power award from rock sound magazine, praising them for having such a dedicated fanbase. they’d already kicked sexual misconduct-ers out of their band and off of tours — they felt safe. and when the pandemic hit, this brought another golden era i was involved in — maxx and cody’s twitch era. i was a moderator for cody and i’m close friends with maxx’s former mods (and am dating one of them). with this, many of the band’s most diehard fans felt rewarded.

the beginning of the end started with maxx. maxx did not pay his emote artist, taking advantage of a minor who was just dazzled to do work for ✨maxx danziger✨ and when the artist eventually realized their error and asked for either payment or to take the emotes down, maxx took the emotes down. my partner also did free videos for maxx for a while, but eventually asked for an extremely low payment per video. when they realized how badly they were underselling themself, they asked for more or for the paid videos to be taken down, and maxx took down all of them.

the asking for payment was happening amidst it coming out that maxx had been cheating on his ex, lindsay, for almost the entirety of their relationship. maxx refused to reach out to anyone about it, including lindsay, and has not said a word to this day. it also came out that he had cheated on his current girlfriend, who has shown forgiveness.

this is when i started losing hope in the band. at first it was kind of funny seeing maxx look miserable in all of the promotional stuff coming out since their album elsewhere was releasing. it was funny thinking about how many of sio’s songs were about being cheated on and kind of infuriating at the same time. i hoped he would feel embarrassed every time he had to perform bad guy. but no. he was smug.

at some point in time maxx tried to start up his discord and twitch again after his previous mods left, but boy oh boy. anyone who tried to call out any of his actions or criticize him at all was banned from his server! i remember all i said was it was kind of pathetic of him to delete the mods’ very sweet goodbye message to the community, and i was banned just for that.

my own personal problems with cody aside (a whole other story), i started feeling truly bad about the band as a whole when they revealed their paid fanclub with exclusive content. things went exactly as it seemed they would — the club was overpriced and updated sparsely. it was, in short, a money-grab.

back in october, they released a few parody merch designs based on horror franchises, including a fnaf design made by an artist that did not give them permission to use the artwork. i don’t know what ended up happening to the artist/the merch design.

not long after the elections in november, cody made a really awful tweet. that’s when it was revealed that he was registered as a republican, and all of the remaining faith i had in the man shattered. sorry, this is the only screenshot i could find of it.

when he received backlash on the post, he doubled down on it. it’s pretty clear at this point he’s socially liberal and fiscally republican but it hurts to see him support such a harmful political view. he deleted his tweets but he hasn’t been back on twitter since. he also eventually took the republican view off of his facebook.

as if to double down on losing fans, sio announced a show with machine gun kelly, known for sexualizing minors, and then recently a tour with all time low, known abusers. the mgk show felt a bit “well, do they know?” at first, but all comments of concern were ignored. the tour with all time low being announced felt like a slap in the face. what happened to the band that cared about their fans more than anything else? what happened to that fan power award? this feels malicious. it feels like they’re alienating fans on purpose. they deleted comments calling atl abusers. i’m sure they took this tour for the money, and it hurts knowing they value that more than the safety of their fans.

in short, we can’t trust these guys anymore. they’re not here for their fans, they’re against them. so much for the fan power award!

#set it off #cody carson #maxx danziger #zach dewall #yesterday at work one of my coworkers commented on my elsewhere sticker on my water bottle #mind u i was writing this post at work #they said ‘oh did you see them on tour!’#i said i got it at their album release party #i didnt have the courage to say anything else

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pearl484-blog · 7 months

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I've been reading Journey to the West for Fire Opal (its an old ass book that she apparently struggles with. My obsession with classical lit FOR THE WIN!)

Now, for background, we started off our knowledge from a summary given to us by Overly Sarcastic Productions. It's great. You should watch it.

Then, we watched Lego Monkie Kid, a TV series designed to be a sequel to the book with a lot of references to the series in a high energy action series with great animation. It's great. You should watch it.

But, if you're not familiar with Chinese folklore (or Japanese if you're a needy anime fan like me who liked Inuyasha and a few other series with Buddhist references (kinda did not realize how often those get in these shows, seriously)) you're going to miss a few jokes/references.

(The one about Mei, the dragon/pony descendant getting excited to meet her dragon/pony ancestor who must've been super helpful on their journey (He was FREQUENTLY forgotten by the authors of being a mother friggin DRAGON, they kept getting hung up on the whole acting as a horse thing) is HILARIOUS when you know how BADLY she's about to be disappointed.)

Anyway, back on topic, when we were checking out our book at the library, it was divided into several books (not surprising considering how big it is) and the first book was missing, so we picked up an abridged copy (only 700 pages. Yeah. Journey to the West is a door stopper at a whopping 20,000 pages.) It leaves out a lot of details, but even with OSP's summaries of each adventure, it was a LIFE SAVER.

Why?

Each friggin' character has like 8 names. You'd think the translators would give a quick rundown ahead of the book too, you know as a refresher for those who didn't have book 1, but NOPE!

The abridged version keeps each character with their easiest to recall nickname at all times and simplifies and explains a lot of mythology that English Speakers may not know as well.

Did you know that a winking wish is secretly a human? Because I did not. I've heard of talking carp, and wish granting carp. But not winking carp secretly being human.

Then there's the fact that the underworld can ask for bank loans from wealthy families on behalf of the emperor? What? Like, how does that work? Do you get a vision in a dream and your money's gone? Does a spirit collect it for you? Is it a blink and you miss it fortune? I am way too invested in these freaking underworld money lending deals.

Both are in Tang Sangzang's complicated backstory, and even with the abridged version walking me through it step by step, I can see why OSP shortened it into "basically He's the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada, former pupil of the Buddha and the goodness boy ever"

Anyways: a few comments

Why OSP did you call the spell that tightens the circlet on Monkey King's head a migraine spell? I mean, that is REALLY underselling the horror of that little do-dad. I was completely unprepared for the description of it squeezing Monkey King's skull until it resembled a vase as he begged for Tang to stop. That's a teeeeeny bit more than a migraine.

2. Also, why in the heck is Tamg so obsessed with his friggin' alms bowl?

For reference, Buddhist monks are not allowed to carry money, so to eat, they carry around a bowl you can leave food in to feed them, allowing you to support your local Buddhist monks and earn good karma. This is completely socially acceptable and is seen as a good thing to do. For this reason, most monks serve in urban environments so they can serve a large enough community to support this.

Tang Sangzang is in the middle of a pilgrimage with DAYS of rural country where there may be no one to beg from around. And YET, he seems adamantly against foraging.

One of his detractors' major complaints is that he's so gullible and soft-hearted he keeps falling into obvious traps, but honestly. That's forgivable compared to sending your companions to scoure WHOLE MOUNTAIN RANGES for some rinky dink little cabin that may or may not be there and may or may not be willing to part with their food and may or may not be able to accomodate a vegetarian diet when they are living by themselves ON A MOUNTAIN.

Is foraging REALLY against Tang Sangzang's brand of Buddhism? Is it too much to ask for him to just...asks his companions to forage and make him a meal? He doesn't mind making them beg for him.

OSP keeps describing it as Monkey going to get him food, but I genuinely thought he was using his skills to forage, not cloud hop around till he found a house to beg from.

Granted, the group would have probably gotten attacked/tricked/captured/etc. another way, but SERIOUSLY?

3. OSP describes the fight against White Bone Lady as Monkey King just hits her and she dies, but Monkie Kid makes a BIG deal out of her. So, I figured this was one of OSP's jokes. NOPE!

Ivory white bone demon or whatever is literally one-hit KO-ed THREE times by Monkey King. Her special ability appears to be illusions and the ability to drop her body and escape into an immaterial form at the last second.

However, narratively speaking, her fight is what drives Monkey King away to leave the first time, so apparently adaptations love upping her abilities so she's more of a legitimate threat.

This DOES however make her line that she's grown stronger since Monkey King last fought her VERY funny. Because I don't think there's another major demon who gets KO-ed that quickly, especially one that has that happen 3 times! (You'd think she'd have learned and called it quits by the third time. Or at least distract the freakishly strong evil-detecting bodyguard somehow, but no.) So, yeah. You survived a single punch. You leveled up girl!

Honestly, rewatching her scenes knowing this makes all her talk of being powerful very funny. She's terrifying, yeah, but also it's funny.

Edited 9/25: forgot to add a read more line. Whoops

#journey to the west #monkie kid spoilers #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lady boss #overly sarcastic productions #Abridged book

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saintsir4n · 9 months

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EDEN Dawkins was never the type that liked nature, instead, she preferred to be at home, reading or even at the Garrison to have a quick drink, especially after a long day nursing concussions, illness or even bruises and cut lips from the local bandits. She steered away from horses because her mother inspired a fear of them in her from a young age. But here she was, in Charlie Strong's yard, wearing her worst outfit, trousers, a thick shirt and riding boots that she brought for cheap and mended them.

When she met the icy pair of eyes that were beaming at the sight of her she tutted.

"I have a man Mr Shelby and he wouldn't want someone like you around me."

"And what am I like then eh?" Tommy asked, staring across his uncle's yard at her.

She shrugged, "A gangster, typa man to pull a gun on someone for looking at him wrong."

"He's got that right, I would. But he's missed something," he paused, coming closer to her, dodging the copious amounts of horse manure and loose hay he no doubt will have to sweep up.

"And what's that?" she withheld a smile when he appeared in front of her.

"I would pull the trigger if they looked at my woman wrong as well."

He caught the glimmer of happiness swimming in her brown pools as he inhaled the faint scent of cedar wood (his favourite smell) and alcohol, which she used as an anaesthetic at work earlier today. Breathing in, all she could sense was the whiskey, cigarettes and aftershave, Tommy's natural musk. She was sure that he would add the stench of a barrel to that as well.

"Oh really?" she teased, dodging his kiss by pressing a hand to his chest, "We shouldn't, I'm taken."

He rolled his eyes, "This man can't be too good if he lets you around me."

She hummed, "Suppose you're right, he's not the tallest."

"Oi." he would've thrown her over his shoulders then and there but he knew Curly was around somewhere and hated seeing him being rough with Eden, even if it was a joke.

"Or the sharpest tool in the shed."

"Thinking of our Arthur are ya?"

She tapped her chin, "Perhaps but the prettiest one of you boys is definitely Johnny."

"Watch it," she could hear the amusement in his tone.

A smile tugged at her lips, "Only messing, now can I get a kiss?"

He blinked at her, "Want one from the smallest, ugliest Shelby?"

"Half of that is true...alright I'll stop, you're the most dashing man I've ever seen," she gushed, running her hands over his patchy jacket and up to his neck.

Fighting off the blush breaching his cheeks, he said, "And you're not too bad you're self."

"Leaving," Her smile dropped as she tried stepping around him, but his hands caught her waist.

"Calm yourself down, you know how many times I've had to fight someone off for hearing what they've said about you and your looks? I feel like I'm punching every man in Small Heath for underselling your beauty. Pretty don't do you, Justice, so I'll kiss you until I think of a word that does."

And with that, she melted into the kiss he'd been trying to steal.

Tommy and Eden had been dating for a couple of months and it hadn't been easy. Glares were thrown her way more than usual and jaws clenched around the couple like they had something to say but never did.

During this time, the quaint betting shop the Shelbys owned was drawing much more traction, more customers came in to put down money for whatever horse they believed would win and even though the family sometimes lost out money, they were still happy with their winnings. Considering it had been two years since they'd opened the shop, four since Arthur Sr left and five years had passed since Mara Shelby took her own life; their family was doing well.

"Not yet Thomas," she said when he suggested that she should come and see the new horse he'd been training.

"Thomas? You mad at me?" he asked, racking his brain for when he last pissed her off and god knows it was a lot.

"No, I just don't think I'm ready and you said it yourself, he gets scared if you breathe 'round him."

"I said that months ago," he tugged her over to an old haystack that was hidden around the back of the barn where the wild Mustang he had taken a liking to resided, "Y'know I'll be next to you when I show him off."

"Still doesn't have a name?" he saw through her oblivion's deflection.

Taking her hand in his, he stared at her, making her gulp slightly.

Tommy always had the ability to look through her, like he was seeing her soul, his gaze was the most powerful thing she felt and yet she loved it as much as she hated it. His stare was suffocating and only when he decided to let go was when she could breathe again.

Deciding not to press the matter, because he was cautious of how anxious she became he glanced down, trailing his callous finger over the back of her hand. He did it whenever he couldn't find the right words to say. He adored her hands, so delicate to the touch, often growing envious of the patients she had to treat because they would feel these nimble and gentle things all over them.

Eden could see there was something on his mind and she didn't know what it was, for the past couple of times she'd seen him, he tended to randomly stop talking which confused her as his voice was both his defence and attack. Without meaning to, it was also his instrument that he could play and manipulate to his bidding only when he decided to tune it properly.

"What's wrong, have you gone mute?" her tone was soft, yet impatient, but that didn't stop him from playing with her hands.

He huffed out a chuckle, "No."

"Oh, Tom have you got something to say to me? Just spit it out..."

What she didn't know was how many people kept approaching him about how close she and Lorenzo Changretta were and despite knowing they were best friends, he hated it.

"Those fuckin' eyes."

"What about 'em?"

He took off his cap, "Can't say no to you when I stare into 'em."

"I–" she glanced down, furious about how easily his charm worked on her, "I didn't ask you anything other than for you to say what's on that mind of yours."

Tommy wanted some whiskey, no, needed it to calm his nerves and no he wasn't a nervous man, Polly thought that emotion skipped him. Any drink would calm him, Christ, if only his brothers brought him some, but he knew they were tucked away in the snug getting so drunk they properly couldn't walk home. He didn't know why, but he always hated being vulnerable about Eden, even after all these months, even when Freddie said, 'She's your woman, just tell her, Women are more loyal than men nowadays'. Eden was loyal, she was more than that, she was his His Eden. His little safe haven. Although religion never sat right with him, he believed she was sent to save him.

There was something that he wanted to tell her, something that she deserved to know since they were together and had been for more than any other relationship he'd been in.

But instead, he kissed her like a starved man, for which she was the forbidden fruit that was dangling right before him and he would be damned if anyone would prevent him from taking a bite.

Cupping the back of her head with one hand and using the other to guide her backwards, he poured the passion he felt into her, lapping her tongue with his and feeling up and down her sides. When she moaned his hand only drifted lower, yearning to rip the clothing from the skin he craved to touch.

But their intimacy had some bounds.

She pushed him off before he could leave her indecent.

"We can do it here, Tommy, you wouldn't risk anyone seeing me would ya? I know how jealous you get," she breathed out, still appearing flustered when he stared at her, licking his lips. Almost a minute went by before he let go of her. Her grin faded when he tugged her forward, so she felt his hardened state and whimpered, "Tom."

He dropped his gaze to her chest, "Just wanted you to know that your actions have fuckin' consequences."

"Alright fuck off."

A voice interrupted them, "Yes nephew, you better not knock her up Tom, I don't wanna have to deal with Pol."

The couple immediately snapped their heads to the side to see Charlie standing there, with combs and brushes in hand and a grimace on his face.

When Eden went to jump away from Tommy, he pulled her even closer.

"We were about to look at the fuckin' horse," he stated.

Charlie shot him a sarcastic look, "Oh is that what they call it nowadays?"

Eden averted her gaze, feeling severely embarrassed as the two men spoke Rokker, judging from Tommy's face he hasn't too happy, but Charlie continued to tease him.

Shortly after Curly appeared, the stableman was in his element whenever it involved horses, Tommy believed he was one of the best horsemen in England. Eden thought he was cute, and much easier to talk to than Charlie, perhaps it was because he didn't have much to say at all.

"Eden... Tom, Tommy, we're almost finished setting up the new boy, he's a bit scared, just have to be nice to him," he mustered out.

Eden timidly smiled at him and Tommy noticed how nervous she was.

"We'll be there soon," he said, taking her hand.

Charlie frowned, "Don't be too long, it's Sunday, can't be missin’ out on Sunday dinners can we?"

"Alright alright."

And with that, the two men disappeared back into the barn.

Tommy reached into his pocket and withdraw his cigarette tin, all while Eden started playing with his cap, analysing the razor she and Polly spent a while stitching into his, Arthur and John's caps. The blade was peeking through too much and it was only a matter of time before she had to fix it.

She felt him place a cigarette between her lips, then lit it. They would always light each other's smokes, ever since they began courting it was a thing that had going on, small intimacies. Taking another drag she grabbed his chin, then blew the smoke into his parted chapped lips.

She was mesmerised when he exhaled.

But he honestly thought she looked even more beautiful with a smoke in hand, watching her cheeks suck in, showcasing the beauty spots that decorated her face. He counted every single one over and over again as he found solace in the tobacco. You have more smoke comin' out of you than a fuckin' train, Eden always joked, despite being the one to light them for him.

He smoked more than trains and she judged more than the police, he believed.

"What?" she asked.

They'd been sitting there for a few minutes, in silence, just listening to the sound of the trees blowing in the wind, the trimmed grass sway and the sounds of the horse's neigh. The drop in temperature had her shivering and Tommy wouldn't let that slide, so he took off his jacket and rested it on her shoulders, leaving him in a thick jumper with his shirt collars peeking through.

"You ready?" he asked, standing up and stubbing out the cigarette.

Eden scrunched up her face, "Do I have to go?"

He pulled her up, "Everyone looks more powerful sitting on a horse."

She scoffed, "Who said I was riding it?"

"Who said I weren't referrin' to myself?"

She groaned and shoved him to the side, he mimicked her groan, further aggravating her. Tommy and his impressions would be the death of her.

She gasped when they turned the corner, coming into the barn and seeing the dark brown trembling horse.

Curly and Charlie were nowhere in sight, it was only her, Tommy and the horse.

Oh fuck.

Tommy stepped closer, holding his hands up when the horse caught his movements.

Eden could hear the little cooling words Tommy spoke and she smiled, never seeing him in such a way. It was like she wasn't there, only him and the wild horse.

Gently grabbing the bridle, Tommy continued to whisper, rubbing its forehead down to his muzzle.

He cast a look to Eden holding out his hand, encouraging her to slowly walk towards them.

It was as if the horse could feel her nervousness and started stomping on the grassy floor, creating dents with his heavy hooves, driving her to a halt.

"Eden..." he whispered to the horse, "you're not scared of a pretty girl are ya, boy?" he motioned her to walk which she did, realising how big the horse was almost the same size as them which drove her nerves up the wall, "she's not gonna hurt you. You're not gonna hurt her."

Eden gulped when Tommy took her hand and carefully placed it on the horse's side, she was almost as apprehensive as the animal.

"See... there you go."

She heard Tommy's words as she kept touching the horse.

He smiled when her shoulder's dropped all the tension, though the look in her eyes told her that her fear wasn't gone, after all, it had been less than a few bloody minutes. He never had to search her eyes for meaning for too long.

Eden's eyes doubled in size when she realised that Tommy had let go of her hand and taken a few steps back.

"Gosh Tommy," she whispered, "Look."

A smile graced his lips at her excitement.

"I can see darlin'."

"Have you decided on a name yet?"

"I talked to Curly and Charlie...Curly wasn't too happy but he's lettin' you name him."

She gasped softly, not wanting to scare the animal that wasn't shaking as much any more.

"Really?"

"Yeah," he said, smiling and coming back to them and rubbing down its back. "You're a natural, not even freakin' out anymore."

"Shut up, I didn't freak out."

"Oh really? The bit of piss on that haystack over there –"

She gasped and extended her leg to kick him.

He dodged her attempts, softly chuckling at the glare in her eyes.

"Y'know, he never likes to be out during the day," Tommy commented, remembering when the horse acted as if the sun burnt him whenever it touched its skin.

Eden hummed, and then something came to mind, "Shadow, he should be called Shadow."

"Shadow, and why that?"

"He hides from the sun, ain't that what shadow means?"

He didn't really know or care, he just loved how she looked, whispering to the horse she claimed to be afraid of, only took a few months, and he promised that he would change that and did, well only a little bit.

"Whatever you say, love, whatever you say."

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The day was coming to an end and the moon would soon be in their sights, no doubt her mother would send Isaiah to look for her since it was a Sunday, she couldn't be missing Sunday dinners, Polly was the same.

The couple left Charlie's yard after Tommy told her the time.

Walking along the cobble streets she was still slightly in shock.

It was the first time she'd been anywhere near a horse, let alone touched one. Sure she saw the Shelbys throughout the years ride them through the streets, but it stunned her to see how large they were up close.

"Are you gonna tell me what's going on in your head? You seem off," she asked, walking along the lane.

"Nothing was wrong."

"Sure?"

"I'm sure, just wanted to spend time with you, is that a crime?"

"It is, if I was out for another hour, mum would've killed you," she said, coming to her front door.

They only lived a few houses apart.

"You said she loves me."

"Sometimes."

She laughed when he nervously ran a hand through his raven hair, it was fuller on the sides and needed to cut it off soon.

"So... since you say you ain't mine, some random toff's girl, can I still steal another kiss?"

"A toff? You think that low of me?"

"Never."

She pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, drawing a smirk from him.

His fingers trailed over them, remembering how they felt against hers.

"Until we meet again love."

"Yeah yeah, get lost before my dad comes out with a shotgun," she said, taking off the jacket on her shoulders and giving it back to him, even though he believed it looked better on her.

"Wouldn't want his only daughter being led astray by a gypsy would he?"

"Too late for that now."

As soon as she shut the door behind her, she smiled to herself and took off her shoes, placing them by her parents.

She could hear them faintly as she walked in.

"Still saving lives?" she heard her dad say to her mum.

"Still making things?" her mum joked.

Nurse and carpenter they were and have been for 19 years. Celestine and Cecil Dawkins had been happily married for 20 years, the same couldn't be said for half the city.

"I'm home!" Eden screamed on purpose, startling her parents, her mother almost dropped the plate of mash over her father who was sitting at the table.

"And now the whole street knows that," Celestine remarked, then received a kiss on the cheek from her daughter.

Cecil chuckled, "No doubt Mrs Granberry across town can."

Eden rolled her eyes, "Mrs Granberry can get fuc–"

"Watch it," her mother warned, just as Cecil laughed with his daughter, who pressed a kiss to his cheek.

Cecil was a tall and tough man who would do just about anything for his girls, his darker skin would lead him to trouble which he never caused, the same couldn't be said for Celestine who was a lighter complexion than her daughter, the woman wasn't much taller than Eden, and looked great for forty.

Cecil turned to his daughter, "How was work sweetheart? Still savin'–"

"--Lives? No Dad, a patient succumbed to his wounds today," Eden admitted, taking a seat and not looking at her parents who were sending her pitiful looks.

"Sorry to 'ere that," her dad reached over and grabbed her hand, "why don't ya give our girl an extra piece of lamb," he asked Celestine who nodded.

"Here you go, need you to be in better spirits for tomorrow. Don't fret my girl, it happens to the best of us," Celestine remembered all the times when she couldn't save a patient, it occasionally took a toll on her.

"Thanks, mum," Eden forced a smile, then went to eat, but her mum slapped her hand as well as Cecil's.

"Ay, you may not come to church or even say your daily prays but you will wait to say grace at this table before you start stuffing those bellies of yours."

"Sorry mum," she muttered.

Cecil winced, "Sorry, love."

"And you young lady, where were you? I expected you to help me prepare the table," Celestine pointed the sharp knife at her, making her inch back in her seat.

"Next time I won't be late I promise," Eden spoke, avoiding her mum's piercing look.

"And since you grabbed for your fork first, you're saying grace."

Eden groaned, "Mum."

"Did I stutter?

Grabbing ahold of her parent's hands she sighed, "Alright alright. Dear God..."

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a/n:

just to reiterate, tommy is 22 and eden is 20. the shelby business had only been running for 2 years (i searched up when it started but it wasn't clear online, so I'll make it headcanon for this story). also, tommy might seem much more smilely and open and less cold and that's because he hadn't been to war just yet, none of them have, so everything in this story is much lighter, but that doesn't mean there aren't any future problems, because tommy's jealousy is a mean thing.

you'll meet more oc's throughout the next couple of chapters and even the other canon characters as well. hoped you enjoyed the first chapter guys.

also imma include as much horse terminology as i can, (tryna remember my saddle club days). also since i'm writing about the roma/ romani culture please correct me on anything (beliefs, sayings and more)

tommy and eden ship name?

#wattpad #fanfic #black girl #black reader #edendawkins #Tommy and Eden #tommyshelby and edendawkins #tommyshelby story #Tommyshelbyxblackreader

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xattexx · 2 years

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Really nothing to see? ❀

pairing: Yoongi x fem reader

genre: angst to fluff (comfort)

warning: few swear words

summary: overthinking and miscommunication can lead to unpleasant situations

You and Yoongi have been a couple for some months. You know that he can be sometimes cold and quiet but in private you can see his soft side and soft spot. Of course he will never admit that or that gets jealous but you know it. For fucks sake it is Min Yoongi. Being friends for many years and having crush on him means that you know lot of his expressions and what they mean. Of course his bandmates knows about you too and loves to annoy Yoongi with it. Sleepy angry cat has a girlfriend and it's Y/N? How did you pull that up? She must have hard times with your personality… Of course, he will always ignore it or annoy others back.

Yoongi loved you with all your flaws because he knew that you loved him with his. He loved your personality, your expressions, how you try to match him, your body even through sometimes you didn't. Sometimes you thought that maybe you were not good enough for him, that maybe his body type preferences are different, maybe he would look better next to someone else. At the end Koreans have different preferences. When you had these doubtful days his cold and quiet were not helping you at all. Yoongi is good at reading people and you are no exception so he stops with his behaviour and reassure you when he sees you downgrading yourself. He never understood that. How could you be underselling yourself? Yoongi knew that he wasn't perfect and had his flaws. He was lucky to have you but never understood why didn't you understand that? Yoongi always made sure that you feel loved and swallowing his pride was sometimes part of it.

Boys were currently in hot spring. They are on tour and currently they are in Tokyo. You decided to visit them but also visit two friends you had who was their staff. Those two girls are your closest people you find after moving to the Seoul.

Tired after the whole day they had to go through, hot spring was like a heaven for them. Of course, boys wouldn't be boys without some nasty talking. They knew that girls hot spring rooms are next door and that you took your two friends with you. It took you a while to meet Eun-Woo and Ji-Hoin in front of the hot spring because you couldn't kick your ass to get ready so they got there sooner. While going to the girls hot spring you heard something that caught your attention. You were not into peaking into the boys rooms but you were passing by and you could clearly hear that.

Jimin and Taehyung were talking about Eun-Woo and that they are jealous that you get to see her naked. She is beautiful woman. Of course Namjoon has told them to calm their hormones. He is respectful but mostly he likes Eun-Woo. But Taehyung saw a way to tease Yoongi a bit.

"Soooo… Y/N is basically next door too. Naked with her friends, enjoying her time without you."

Yoongi just ignored the comment but Jimin saw this as an opportunity to tease his friend more.

"Yeah, she must look good without nothing on. Her body must look good underneath someone." Jimin really enjoyed Yoongi's face. Yoongi was looking at him with anger and annoyance in his eyes . All the boys were curious what’s going to be Yoongi’s reaction. He is not a person to yell so what will they friend do?

"None of your business Jimin. Jealous that I have someone underneath me at night?" Cocky side smile appeared on Yoongi’s face while he lifted his one eyebrow. This only fuelled Jimin to tease his hyung a little bit more. He was enjoying this too much.

"Imagining Y/N's body... under mine, those nice tits bouncing up and down. She truly must look good. Might as well go take a peek when she will be in hot spring alone."

"Tssk.. it's not that good as you think or imagine. There is really nothing to see ." Okay he knew that maybe he took this too far but hearing Jimin daydreaming about you made him furious and jealous. Yoongi couldn't stand the thought of Jimin imagining you naked. Fucking you. Only Yoongi had this privilege. Little did he knew that you heard this. Fuuuck you really should have stayed in bed or walk without stopping. You really didn't needed to hear this when you already knew that you are going to have bath with your two beautiful friends. You were insecure sometimes around them and felt like the ugly friend they have. You were not but your little head is thinking sometimes else. Maybe they were better in the end. With little broken soul you decided to go back to your room and call it a day.

The next day you decided to distance yourself little bit from Yoongi. He asked if there is something happening and why you look like a zombie. No, you were not about to cry in front of him so you told him that you didn't slept much last night because he was snoring. He wasn’t but you had to lie. You hid your feelings and told him to get ready for day 2. And that's how whole day went. Yeah, you could still hear his words in your head. You were thinking about your body and how he probably sees you. Everytime you passed a mirror you looked into it.

When you came to Seoul you decided to just tell him that you needed time alone after spending all the time with staff and boys in general. You need to recharge your social battery. You told Yoongi you will take taxi home.

Yeah Yoongi now saw that your behaviour is odd. He hoped you would spend some quality time at his place. This is not you. But what could have happened? He was clueless. Maybe if he hangs out with you, he could get it out of you. Last thing he expected was you blowing him off. Yoongi’s stubbornness insisted on at least taking you home.

The next day you came to work sooner to catch up on your work since you took few days off to go to Tokyo. You wanted to have it finished on time. And you did. One hour before you should be finished Yoongi texted you that he will pick you up from work. He was still determined to know why you act so coldly toward him. Like as If you are avoiding him. You had not texted him the whole day or send him his good night text last night. The strange feeling in your guts after reading that message told you to lie to him. You were not feeling good today and you definitely did not look any better. So, you texted him back that you will be working hour overtime and your friend will take you home. Did this lie work? No. We are talking about Min Yoongi. He just texted you back that he will be waiting for you and that’s his last word. You had no other options.

As Yoongi promised he was waiting for you on a parking lot. Yoongi walked towards you. Going for a warm hug you decline his offer. You felt like he did this because people in relationship do these things. You loved him but did he loved you? Were you beautiful in his eyes? Were you overthinking everything? You mind was a mess. You were acting without thinking.

Yup definitely is something happening. Yoongi knew. He knew after this gesture. You just started walking towards his car as if you wanted to already have this done? Okay he is going to play as you want. He will be quiet in the car. You appreciated it since you were zone out looking at passing city.

Yoongi drove you home. He helped you with your belongings hoping you would invite him over. You thanked him, told him goodbye and started looking for your keys. You wanted to make yourself a hot chocolate or tea and be in your comfort kingdom. Before you could unlock your door Yoongi stopped you.

"Hold up. Stop. Turn around. Come to me. Hug me and kiss me! That is our routine." He was demanding. You came to him. Hugged him. In that moment he puts arms under your ass, lifts you off the ground and takes your keys and gets you inside. He needed to clear the air out. He was annoyed and frustrated. Yoongi needed to act now or never.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Why do you pretend that we only know each other and that's it? Like you forgot that I love you. Do you not love me because if so than tell me now because I'm sick and dumb of your behaviour since Tokyo." Yoongi monotone voice sounded angry, but concern was written all over his face. Normally you would knew that this was his way of showing he is worried but sudden anger clouded your mind.

"Heh? You love me? Are you sure about it?" Tears were forming in your eyes. He didn't understand. Were you not believing in his love for you?

"Of course I love you. If I wouldn't, I wouldn't let you to get that close to me. If you need reassurance of my love then you should have told me and I would give you all I can."

"Reassurance is not what I need. There is nothing to reassure! I have heard enough in Tokyo, in hot springs!...” you were loud because you let your emotions get the best of you. Yoongi was just looking at you. Not knowing what to say. You then breath in and out. “…Can I ask a question? Did you ever find me attractive?" You broke down when you thought that this may be it. Maybe the last question. "Because last time I heard you told Jimin how it's nothing special to look at me. You know, I might be insecure and hard to deal with but I really hoped and believed you liked every part of me. Maybe I was naive. Is there really nothing to see Min Yoongi?" You wanted to tell him everything so this was the last part you added.

"Y/N..No.Noo.. You must be dumb if you think that was true what I said. Jimin was talking so much about you that I had to tell him something. I couldn't stay someone like him imagining your body under him. That privilege is mine. And mine only!… I was... uhm… jealous." Last part was very quiet.

"What was that? I think I have heard something after "mine only!"

He scrunched his eyebrows together. "I was jealous Y/N. Are you happy?"

So, it WAS just you overthinking. You should have talk to him. Few tears have escaped your eyes as you realize that you almost ended your relationship because you have failed to communicate with him. You didn't know how to apologize for giving him a hard time like that. Only thing that came up was giving him a promised hug and kiss filled with emotions. Maybe some cuddling that which he would always crave and longed for but never asked for. As you did he picked you up again and put you on couch.

"Now you have to give me attention for this Kitty. I love you dummy and you are perfect. I ain't letting my talented younger friend stealing my baby."

You put your fingers in his hair and started playing with it. You knew Yoongi will probably fall asleep soon. You were missing moments like this. His warmth and scent. You wouldn't be his girlfriend if you didn't tease him a little. "Buuut i don't know, Jimin is prett~"

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!"

a/n: I can officially delete my old accound since this was last fic I had. I know that Yoongi isn’t the strongest to suddently lift anyone from us but just imagine. (T⌓T)

#yoongi imagine #yoongi angst #yoongi fluff #yoongi fic #yoongi x you #yoongi x reader #yoongi comfort #bts fic #bts fluff #suga x you #suga fluff #suga angst #suga fic #suga x reader #suga comfort #yoongi one shot #yoongi oneshot #suga one shot

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agnol117 · 5 months

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i haven't thought of myself as my deadname since i was fifteen.

this wasn't intentional, but i don't think it was unintentional, either. i'd adopted the name "Agnol" online by then, taking a word i'd learned in french and chopping off letters until i was left with a word that was just sounds, and wasn't necessarily masculine (it's worth noting that "Agnol" is also the name of a superboss in Pokémon Colosseum, and that may have inspired me, but i don't recall ever reaching that boss). this wasn't really for trans reasons, not at the time. if you'd asked fifteen year old me about it, i probably wouldn't have had anything positive to say about being trans, if I had anything to say at all. but even then, there was a sort of sense in my mind that "deadname" was my body, while "Agnol" was me, in a way that was separate from my body.

in addition to all of this, i'd been playing as the girl in any game that let me since Dragon Warrior III on the gameboy color. truthfully, this came in waves, especially in Pokémon games -- i'd make a girl character, get embarassed about it, restart as the boy, get frustrated that that didn't "feel" right, restart as a girl, and repeat the cycle. eventually i just took to getting both versions, one to play "publically" at school as the boy, one to play on my own as the girl. and while all this was going on, i played around with names. i won't go through them all, but suffice it to say that it took me a while to settle on "jill," a name that feels right in a way i'm not going to get into here, and by the time i did i was pretty willing to actually acknowledge that i was, in fact, trans. i was also, by this time, thirty-one. it had been a rough decade and a half, and even then, i'd spent quite a lot of that time actively avoiding thinking about gender stuff.

all of this now brings us to Earthbound. there's gonna be pretty heavy spoilers here, and while it is a thirty year old game and most of what I've got to say has been kinda brough into the pop culture knowledge of Earthbound, this is your chance to turn back.

i'd been using "jill" as my name for characters when i could for about a year and a half when i got to my first playthrough of Earthbound. i'm not out in real life, because for reasons involving my health and safety, i can't be. so i was jill in games, in the places i could be. but, well, as much as i wished it didn't, that always felt like a character i was playing. and really, that's to be expected. much as i might wish i was, i'm not a pokémon trainer. even things like OneShot, where you as player are ostensibly a character in the story, didn't really feel like i was really "there." it didn't really feel like me.

Earthbound changed that.

at a certain point in Earthbound, you're prompted to enter your name. notably, the game specifies that it's asking for your name. you, the player. it verifies this later, but after that, you still have like four more dungeons to go through and a bunch of story shit happens and honestly i forgot it happened.

and then you get to Giygas.

i have a lot of feelings about this fight, but really, most of them aren't relevant here. the important part is how the fight ends. you reach a point where your characters cannot damage Giygas anymore. that's actually underselling it -- the fight reachs a point where you can't even understand what Giygas is doing to your characters anymore. it's become a meme at this point, but "You cannot grasp the true form of Giygas's attack!" is legitimately terrifying. you're not even fighting a clearly defined opponent anymore. you're fighting the background.

and Paula prays.

the game kind of obliquely hints at this, but having played Mother (which is, in retrospect, a truly tragic name for the series) previously and knowing that when you fought Giygas in that, you beat him by singing a lullaby at him until he has a mental breakdown and leaves (it's that kind of series), i kind of expected this. Paula prays, and as she does, various other characters in the game sense it, and they pray for you and add their strength to yours. and then, after praying a bunch of times and getting help from so many of your friends, your prayers stop working. Paula's call is absorbed by the darkness. but she tries one more time, and someone answers.

you.

the player.

the name you put in.

this was...moving. this touched me in a way that i struggle to find words for. i said in a previous post about this that after beating Earthbound, i had to go take a nap, and i wasn't kidding. it has been a week since i finished the game, and i'm still trying to process this. because they called out to me, and they did so using the name i've picked for myself. they needed me, and the me they needed is the me i've been trying to be for so long. for so long that when i first felt that longing, that feeling that i wasn't who everyone was telling me i was, i didn't have the words for it. i didn't know it was a thing i could feel. and Ness and his friends needed me. the person i want to be. the person i really am.

and my god, that just meant the world to me.

#jill plays games #earthbound #trans thoughts #trans #transfemme

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arianatheangel-girl · 1 year

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Agent Elvis Bloopers, Part 2

Author’s note: So...I couldn’t resist making another one lol! I think maybe I could turn this into a series or something lol.

Ep. 1 (Part 2)

SCENE: The gallows. Elvis, Cece, and the others are tied up and being forced to listen to Manson’s ramblings. Suddenly, in the middle of Manson’s speech, Elvis starts twisting and turning in his chair in obvious discomfort.

M (in the middle of his monologue): Actually, pretty much everyone else gets drugs. Don’t forget to get drugs, everybody! Now, I know what you’re thinking, you’re worried you might not--

E (keeps twisting in discomfort): Stop this! Please, you gotta untie me!

M (confused, as he knows that’s not part of the script, but thinking Elvis is ad-libbing, he tries to go with it and starts to redo the line): Like I said, dude, you gotta join the family first. Now, I know what you’re thinking, you’re worried--

E (beginning to sweat, almost yelling): Dude, I’m fuckin’ serious here! I ain’t acting! Hurry up and untie me!

M: Uh...okay, sure dude.

After Manson finishes untying him, Elvis runs off the set like a maniac, with everybody giving confused looks. After a little while, the sound of a toilet flushing is heard offscreen and Elvis returns, smoothing his clothes and his hair in the process before he sits down again.

E: Ugh. Sorry, guys. I had way too much coffee and it started fighting those three fried PB& banana sandwiches I had for lunch. Okay, I’m all right now. Sorry!

C: Wait, did you say fried PB& banana sandwiches? Eeew.

E: Hey, don’t knock ‘em until you try ‘em.

Director (sighs before pinching the bridge of his nose): CUT! Okay, guys, I’m only gonna say this once: go to the bathroom before shooting, got it?!

****

SCENE: The big fight. Elvis, Cece and the others (minus Bobby Ray) have managed to escape and are now hacking away at Manson’s “family”. They then notice that despite their attacks, many of the cult members are still standing.

E: Huh. Well, that’s new.

C: They’re not going down! They’re like...hippie zombies--!

M: Even better! They’re so high they can’t feel a thing! It’s beautiful, man!

Cece reaches for her knife to stab one of the “zombies” behind her, but instead suddenly pulls out what looks like a large rubber chicken.

C: Huh? Wait, this isn’t mine!

She begins to laugh, followed by Elvis and the others.

Director: CUT! Alright, who replaced Cece’s knife with a rubber chicken?

Scatter begins laughing maniacally in the background.

Director: Ugh, Scatter! Really?! We don’t have time for practical jokes! All right, let’s reset! Wipe off the blood and let’s go again!

****

SCENE: Graceland. Elvis and Priscilla are sitting and watching his comeback special, with Priscilla cuddled up to Elvis on the couch. Priscilla’s supposed to lean over to kiss Elvis, but after the “action” call, nothing happens.

E: Uh...honey? You okay?

Elvis gently pokes Cilla’s shoulder and her cheek, before hearing a soft snore; he realizes she’s fallen asleep on him.

E (laughs softly): Uh, maybe we should try this tomorrow.

****

SCENE: The bar. Cece’s enjoying a drink and talking with the Commander in the shadows.

C: He’s a big boy, he’ll be fine.

Co (speaking a little more slowly than usual): Well, not exactly. Maybe I’m underselling this a bit. The monkey--

The bartender interrupts

B: Hey, Don Corleone! Your Manhattan’s ready!

The Commander turns around and steps out of the shadows, already looking like he’s had a few drinks before unsteadily reaching for the next one.

Director: CUT! Look, save the alcohol for the end of the day, please!

Ep. 2 coming soon! Thanks for reading! Sorry this is a shorter one; I just didn’t want to make this part too long.

#agent elvis #elvis #elvis movie #netflix

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ottosuwuen · 11 months

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Thinking about Vincent and Chisha again.

I've already talked about my headcanon of Chisha enjoying cosmetics/fashion and teaching Vincent about it, and it has led me to focus on their shared hair color. Therefore, I bring you an extension of said headcanon.

Chisha seems to have had pink hair tips since he was a child. Was he born like that, or is it hair dye?

It's mentioned briefly that he'd often become the subject of mockery for his black hair, which is relatively rare in the Re:Zero world.

Perhaps he liked his natural color enough to not dye it whole, but still wanted to make things easier, so he only dyed the tips to help himself feel better or be mocked less.

Vincent, born with the same characteristic, is always described as attractive, and his hair is often portrayed as alluring or charming, precisely because of its rarity.

However, I think he might have received a similar treatment at some point by those who deemed him an easy prey, being a descendant of the feeble House of Abellux and all, before he rose to fame and earned his dreadful reputation.

Upon meeting Vincent, Chisha, still Chesha by that time, thinks about this similarity too, even if he feels foolish believing they could bond over such a trifle because of their drastically different standings.

Before meeting Vincent, how did Chesha feel when the rumors of Vincent's feats, which most likely didn't fail to mention the prince's appearance, reached his ears? When he heard about that boy being regarded as appealing for the same thing that he himself had been ridiculed for more than once?

Then he encountered Vincent, perhaps the first time Chisha saw someone with black hair in person. And there he confirms that the rumors didn't undersell the prince's majesty.

With all this in mind, imagine Vincent praising Chisha's hair, caressing it.

I have talked about Chisha doing Vincent's makeup when the latter cross-dressed, but let's say Chisha did Vincent's hair in these occasions as well. Imagine Chisha brushing and combing Vincent's hair. Even though it was a wig, it matched Vincent's natural color nonetheless.

Also, there were a few chances amidst those years when he got to touch Vincent's natural hair, moments when they both enjoyed contact with the other in quiet.

Chisha would find himself thinking it looked gorgeous on the prince... so, perhaps, it could look good on himself too?

Then all the Imperial Selection drama happened, which left Chisha with white hair. When he had finally warmed up to it, when he had started believing the one trait that'd vex him before was, maybe, beautiful, it was gone.

But even so, Chisha still had his master beside him. There would still be chances to brush and caress that black hair he had grown to love, and that could be enough.

#re:zero #chisha gold #vincent vollachia #vincent abellux #vinchisha #origpost #I love them so much okay they live in my head rent-free #The cosmetics and fashion expert Chisha headcanon has so much potential for ViChisha bonding #Please welcome it into your heart

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Adam, were you a good dad while on Earth?

That was... a strange old ache that he hadn't thought about in a good, long while. Not to say that he never thought about his kids—the end of time could come and go, and they'd probably still be among the last thoughts he ever had—but it was to say that it had been a while since he thought about what kind of father he was. And even still, even in retrospect, Adam wasn't sure how to answer that question.

For a split second, he just looked uncomfortable in his silence.

"—I mean, shit, given the fact that there were zero parenting books available," understandably, "I think I did a pretty decent job with the boys. I... y'know, I made sure to spend time with them, teach them things, give 'em... fatherly love and all that shit. As best I could, anyway; I didn't exactly have a reference myself."

He's underselling himself, and it's hard to say whether that's a subconscious effort or not. Those were his kids. No matter what the eventual outcome was to be, nobody could say he and Eve didn't do their best with the kids. Adam rubbed the back of his neck, lulling into another uncomfortable silence for several long moments.

"I guess... I don't know. I do wonder, sometimes, how good of a job I actually did. I feel like I did my best. But there have been a lot of parents since then who've raised their kids without incident, so... maybe I missed something, or... I just wasn't watching closely enough, or..." He didn't know. Even still, he didn't know, and he wasn't sure what tore him up more—the fact that there might have been nothing he could've done to prevent Abel's death, or the fact that there had been something that could have been done, and he just missed all the signs leading up to it.

"... I really enjoyed being a dad." Maybe it was best to leave it there.

#[ I know he had plenty of other kids at some point. esp if you go by the mythos that he lived for like 930 years ]#[ but. those two are their very first kids. babies. and then seth right after that ]#[ I do think he really enjoyed being their dad ]#* IC | asks #* ANONYMOUS

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moni-logues · 1 year

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When you draw well

So, on the old blog, I had a request for like, the guys' reaction to seeing that reader has pretty handwriting or draws well. This is... kind of that lol. Not all members are present and accounted for. There's not necessarily an element of discovery in all of them. Two of the three are platonic but uh... here you go; some real drabble-y shit.]

If you are the anon that requested this, firstly, I apologise that it has taken me six thousand years. Secondly, I hope this is at least some of what you were looking for! Thank you so much for requesting and for your patience. ily

Feat: Jin, Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin

Words: 973

No warnings necessary for this!

Hoseok

You were doodling. As you always were. Should you have been paying attention? Yes, of course! But why bother when Namjoon was to your left, taking all the notes you’d ever need anyway? He would let you use them later and, in return, you bought him booze. A perfect arrangement.

Hoseok, on your right, leant over your notebook to see what you were drawing. He spluttered as he tried to stifle his giggles. You were doodling your lecturer. If he were a Smurf. Because why not? Hoseok nudged your arm.

“Let me do one!” he hissed, pulling your notebook towards him. He covered it with his left arm as he worked on his masterpiece and you stared into space waiting for him. Another nudge, some minutes later, brought you back into the room.

Unlike Hoseok, you were not able to suppress your laughter, snorting loudly, choking, and then hiccuping from the back row. The entire lecture theatre turned to look; the professor paused; even Namjoon rolled his eyes. You apologised weakly when you were able to speak again, shooting a playful glare at the boy responsible for your embarrassment before dropping your head to your folded arms.

A third nudge.

“I can’t help it that you’re so much better than I am,” he whispered to you.

“No, but I can help letting you draw on my notes again!”

He gave you a grin and a wink.

“You’re just going to have to teach me, aren’t you?”

“Guys!” Namjoon hissed. “Shut the fuck up! If you want to use my notes, you have to actually let me take them!”

Jin

“I have a favour to ask.”

“Of course, you do.”

You looked up from your desk and fixed your favourite coworker with an expectant glare.

“This one’s a little bigger than the others.”

“Of course, it is. What do you want?”

“It’s your calligraphy shit.”

“Calling it my calligraphy shit is not going to help you here, Jin.”

“Your calligraphy side hustle, business, whatever it is. I need it.”

“You need me to write on something?”

“A few somethings, actually...” He paused. “Kind of a lot of somethings.”

“What?”

“My wedding invitations.”

“What?! You want me to do the calligraphy on a hundred invitations?”

“Uh, it’s more like three hund-”

“THREE HUNDRED?!”

Jin had got you to do a lot of shit for him in your time as co-workers and then friends. You were never sure how he did it. You started by refusing and it always ended with you doing his favour. Something about his puppy brown eyes, or his charm, his care-free good nature... Something got to you and there you would be, scribbling late into the night to save him from missing a deadline, painting a picture for his intended when he really needed to apologise to them, crafting bespoke shit for him and the countless dinner parties he hosted. He called and you answered.

But there was a limit.

“Jin, be serious.”

“I am being serious! Weddings are expensive-”

“And you think my time should be free?”

“No! Just... cheaper than a profession-”

“I am a professional, you dickhole! I get paid for it, you know!”

“I know! I know! We’ll pay you!”

“I’ll charge you double.”

He sighed.

“Fine. That will still be cheaper than someone else.”

That hurt.

“You undercharge insanely,” he continued and it certainly soothed the bruise. “You are worth so much more, you know. You should stop underselling yourself.”

Yeah, that was how he got you.

“Fine,” you replied. “I’ll charge you triple.”

He grinned and knocked on your desk before turning to walk back to his own. He called over his shoulder as he left.

“It’s a deal!”

Jimin

Jimin gasped.

“You did this?” he asked, gesturing to just one of the paintings on display.

You nodded meekly. You hadn’t let him see any of your work yet. It felt... personal. You had barely got used to showing your work in class; showing your (very new) boyfriend felt, somehow, too intimate. Oh, he’d seen you naked. He’d had his hands and tongue all over your naked body. But art was different. Art was personal. Art was subjective. Maybe he wouldn’t like it. Maybe, by extension, he wouldn’t like you anymore.

But the time had come and you couldn’t keep him away anymore. A requirement of the course was to exhibit your work. So, here you were, exhibiting. To everyone. Including your boyfriend. Whom you had never let see your work before now.

“Holy shit,” he breathed as he drifted away from you, walking slowly to stand in front of each piece, scanning its every inch, taking it in, before moving onto the next.

You felt physically sick. You didn’t dare turn around to watch him. You didn’t want to see his face. It was fine if he didn’t like it, you kept telling yourself. People have different tastes. It would be fine. Fine. Totally, completel-

“You are amazing.”

You jumped; you hadn’t noticed him come back to you. He touched your elbow and drew you around to look at him, a look of awe and wonder on his face.

“I can’t believe you did all these. I can’t believe you’ve been hiding these from me all this time!”

He wasn’t angry. He was... laughing?

“You’re such a little shit!” he cried. “Why wouldn’t you show them to me? I thought you were going to be bad! I thought you were so reluctant to show me because you weren’t good! Baby,” his voice softened as he pulled you a little closer. He tapped his forehead gently against yours. “You’re amazing.”

“You think so?” Your voice was strangled, choked. This was better than you had expected.

“Are you kidding me?!” He rolled his eyes and smiled that wide, eye-crinkling smile. “You are such an idiot.”

#bts scenario #jimin fluff #bts drabble #hoseok drabble #jin drabble #namjon drabble #jimin drabble

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