#cannot be bothered to add the other tags holy fuck

[butterfilledpockets]

we got the full set!!!

notice how none of these look remotely the same

#bad end ninja turtles #B.E.N.T #cannot be bothered to add the other tags holy fuck #time to clear out my inbox :D

[hoefette]

All the petty things I hate about fate!winx and their shitty universe/world building because

I'd added most if these in tags of other posts but I'm still so mad lmao

The way characters, Aisha and Mrs Dowling specifically make references to explicitly human or American things like instagram and Harry Potter

These people are from a different dimension for ffs why are they concerned with or are even aware of this very earth-specific shit? Do they teach earth classes at school over there?

I understand not wanting to have them be oblivious so Bloom wouldn't have to explain it to them, but it simply could be ✨omitted✨

Why would you go out of your way to date your work like this lmao ew

Ms. Dowling calling Tinkerbell an air fairy.. I cannot breeve with the stupidity why did they keep that in there

Why is Ms. Dowling.. the headmistress.. teaching classes? Where are the other teachers?

We ended up with a trio of antagonists (I guess you could call them that?) by the end of the season anyway so why not give us the trix, why have the characters play double roles as friends of our protagonists and also the villains/bullies? They clearly wanted a delinquent trio, in which case they could've gender bent the trix if they wanted to keep all the unnecessary sexual tension.

It just feels like the production team was lazy, they didn't want to hire more actors, they didn't want to bother with making the world immersive or lived in or believable at best, they just didn't give enough of a fuck

They wanted to make this show and attatch Winx to it for.. what? Like did you even google the main plot points? The abridged version or sparknotes to get details on the very literal, basic characteristics of our main characters or their roles or the world they inhabit????

It lacks wonder and intrigue.. I mean Bloom moves to another dimension, a school for fairies and we don't see her marvel once at anything.. and that's because she might as well have been in Switzerland because she's in exactly the same environment she would've been in over there anyway.

They could've said Alfea was in Europe and I'd believe it because nothing about the setting makes it feel otherworldly. I'm sorry but I'm not impressed.

Why do the teachers and graduated specialists communicate via facetime ?? In the magic dimension. ??? Why do they text each other and those texts then appear on screen like .. oh look, like a bad netflix teen movie ????? HELLO ??? it's the way technology and magic could've blended in so seamless into the world THE WAY IT WAS ALREADY DONE/SHOWN. Missed opportunity. it just takes you out of it imo every time you see the ugly, bland, gray text bar. Some fucking flavour pls I'm begging

How stupid the specialist must feel clonking around with the skinniest shreds of armor, plastic swords on their backs and battery powered flashlights and cellphones in their bags. R we larping?? I know I'd be laughing and asking why we hadn't already come up with something more effective .. idk like guns. I'm surprised I ain't see one gun in there.

In the beginning Ms. Dowling says some nonsense about fairies having lost the ability to transform to explain why there are no wings, which means they could've transformed before. So are we to assume that this supposed to be set in the time proceeding the original then?? Because something is not adding up with where they should be as a magical society technologically if that's the case

How does the production team want to keep the dark academia vibes with torches lining the walls and also want them to be face timing each other, presumably from miles and miles away in the dark forest???

Pls pick an aesthetic and stick to it everything was so unnecessarily dark. Where do they charge their phones since it's the only device we see that is the slightest bit modern and dont fucking tell me they charge it with magic I will punch you in the face

Why is there only one major monarchy that we are shown? Why are Solaria the only ones contributing to the efforts to defend the school and where is this mysterious battalion we never see lmaoo it's all so bad its laughable.

Is this set in the kingdom of Solaria? And why does the queen of an alleged interdimensional superpower monarchy pull up in black SUVs??????????? Why does she pull up with Andreas?? Is he not the king of Erakleon?? Where are his soldiers and his battalion and just?? Huh!? The world just feels empty like nobody lives here fr

Are we supposed to believe that the specialists get paired up with fairies just as a normal occurence and that they have to 'trust each other' and not because the plot demands it suddenly half way through when all we've seen so far are the fairies doing normalish school and homework, and the specialists outside, being physical everyday all day. This was never even implied that they'd have to work together apart from when we see the faculty as youngins with Rosalind. But even then.. it's like well why are they even together lmao? Is this a special team formed from Rosalind’s protégées? Were they formed after graduating from Alfea or what is this?? Are they the ONLY team of specialist/fairies hunting every single burned one?? What?

Are we now supposed to buy that Musa is being switched to 'support' because that's where her strengths lie and not in combat?? Are we supposed to believe that these girls know hand to hand combat?? When was this established? We see Terra wrapping some baby vines around a dude and I'm sorry is that the practical application of her power? Is this what the fairies are supposed to do once they graduate? Or is it just a switch in curriculum because of the threats outside the barrier?? This is never made clear.

Because if not then what's the point of this?? Why do they suddenly have endless classes together when the expectation was never set for the fairies to be like soldiers or out in the field fighting ?

Where exactly are they supposed to be what was the purpose of including Aster Dell and why is it a joy ride away from Alfea lmao?? Where Bloom is from and also not from?? Plot pls make it make sense

Why are fairies from another dimension vaping or smoking weed?? They are not human so why are they engaging in specifically human vices, yol couldn't come up with anything else to characterize 'delinquents'?? Very lazy very como se dices.. no effort. Nothing a little more spicy yol could invent, at least change the name and some properties holy shit did yol even try ??

So its fairies everywhere, having a lil party in the east wing of a phat castle.. and they are playing beer pong and dressed in t shirts and jeans..

Can you hear me screaming? Can you hear me vibrating with rage?

Not one floating decoration or magical anything in sight. Just purple lights and subpar vibes

Stella's costume design: tragic. I won't discuss further because we don't have the space or time but just know that it was absolutely atrocious and I hated it. Giving very debutante vibes

The entire budget going to that lame transformation sequence that was not a transformation sequence and those horrible, barely-there fire wings

Edgelord bloom and all her fucking leather jackets. Why do 30 yo, white cis men think girls exist in a binary? They could keep her earlier characterization and make her a hothead.. Bloom literally screamed herself into a couple power upgrades in the original come ooonnnn

Let girls be feminine without it being a character flaw what is wrong with yol its 2021. They could make her more mature, more angsty or whatever the hell else and not style her like that

The way Aisha's abilities flipflop between episodes and scenes. Very inconsistent. One minute she's struggling with a drop of water and the next she is moving an entire body of water for her bestie Bloom to fake transform because the plot demands it. Why even add in her struggles at all if you're just going to ignore it?

Why was Stella with them in that scene? She didn't do anything literally.. Aisha pulled the water and she did .. nothing.

Who the fuck is Rosalind? Why would they add her in,, to add nothing to story? The company of light was a thing, they could've plucked one of them hoes to be the antagonist. Why did the winx club need their own Delores Umbridge? Valtor was right there if you wanted an evil educator type character.

The camera work was so bland during the down beats, stagnant and fixed during a fairy party and erratic and ugly and disorienting during the fight scenes

I'm not getting over the fairy party because it was a good opportunity for the production and everyone else to show the differences between where Bloom was and where she is now but instead it just looks like a regular teen high school party?? This could have been set in Switzerland fr.

Everyone's just kind of standing?? You mean to tell me these people are from all different places in the magical dimension and their customs are all the same? They all throw parties like this ??

White and flavorless I am very bored

I guess the main question or takeaway I have is just.. who is this for? Because everyone, including the showrunners keep saying that it's for us, the fans of the original. But apart from the characters sharing some names, there are really no other similarities. So again, who was this supposed to appease or placate or satisfy? Because it sure as hell wasn't the winx club fans.

Overall, this feels very much like something I wrote and probably published on ff.net when I was 13 because I thought girls couldn't be taken seriously if they liked pink, and injected angst into everything that didn't need it and had no idea how to structure scenes or dialogue. It's just bad, objectively and N*tflix will keep making shit like this because apparently some people have bad taste??? Idk yol, be easy

#im never gonna stop i dont care i dont care #and i dont even usually make my own posts i just be reblogging and vibing #but im passionate abt this because he originak was the reason i wanted to learn how to draw #it was the reason i wanted to learn how to write and tell stories #it shaped a lot of shit for me because it was the very first one of its kind id ever seen #i ran home from school to watch it and argued with my friends about who got to be flora #i forced them to make cardboard wings with me and to perform the opening song during a school talent show #thank god we didnt get to perform otherwise we would all have died of embarrassment in hindsight #but ye i just hate to see things that obviously are very dear to a lot of people be treated with such casual indignity and its a disservice #a disservice to the fans and to the people who had probably want to create it as a passion project #to the people who spent hours and hours in rewrites and fanart amazing fanart and post series continuations #no one is saying the original is sacred and cannot be touch #this fandom actively calls out the bullshit rainbow has done and continues to do to the characters we love.. i havent spoken to one fan who #doesnt have an alter dedicated to their downfall. we found a piece of ourselves in these gorls and they were stripped and caricatured and #played for laughs so netfilx can make money and its just very upsetting to see. #so again fuck you brian young fuck you ignio and rainbow and fuck whoever the costume designer was #mine #text #fate winx club #fate: the winx saga #f:tws #winx club

[misterbitches]

i had the misfortune of finally watching/getting through what happened in whatever episode where he gets raped so im gonna talk about it and tag it cos that's what a bitch fuckin feels like, got it? i do what i want aint no limit bad ass bitch aint never been timid. woopsie realized i got the nicknames confused oh well lmao

it's just logistically and plot wise like there's literal plot holes in this and i'm taking the production and set-up into account along with the actual content and development. im an ARTIST OKAY im jk i mean i am and i am pretentious and terrible but look. i didnt get that degree and im not in a house worth of debt for nothing ok. it's called writing on tumblr about my grievances of shows that dont matter and do not respect me as a fat black american woman either so it is my fault yet here i am.

anyway it was worse than i imagined and their talk after (with chengren) was even worse. that's what i mean about making the lines their own (the actors) bc teng teng sounded like a straight up motherfucking moron and im like

bECAUSE IT'S HIM EVEN THO IM LIKE WHAT THE FUCK DID U JUST SAY U STUPID BITCH? but then it's like awwww and they also care about his wellbeing obviously??? but no? but it's like ok still teng teng said it even if it's stupid because he is a character and charles puts that forth. the people that fail the most to do that are xing si's family but that's not the actors fault because it's the literal material. you're like wait what but you just said...?

so i know they have no script editors i guess i think i find this season ACTUALLY fascinating because of just how egregious it is. i also went back and watched history: obsessed which i thought i liked because of their chemistry even though god the production....but i tried rewatching it and i was like wow this is worse than i remembered and the production issues were even worse because some of the music was SO LOUD AND BAD HOLY FUCK and their whole rship isssssss a sight to behold lmao

so man i guess it really is the power of anson/charles. which is good cos we love to see it...sort of but also a lot.

i honestly....because i've been able to pay attn more to the aftermath of the rape going back and putting it into more context and focusing (just barely lmao) is hm even worse. the inconsistencies are insane. it's not even just about the act but the writers have zero idea where they are going because they have no interest in exploring it. but the way in which it happens is like fascinating. yong jie literally thinks he owns xing si and it doesn't matter if he was kissing him or not or asked for a kiss on the lips (which dude what the fuck? i'll get to that) because he was plied with "extremely strong drinks" and his mom knew about it....which girl congrats you're an accomplice to the rape of your son by your other son?

but first of all...the kissing thing. in what fucking world would he (xing si) want that unless he thought he (yong jie) was someone else. i can't say their attraction is evident because we are being lead by this team to think so; they create this false sense of sensuality already so to me that signifies that they never intended for them to have a bond as brothers. it just feels cheap and fucking lazy (which it is.) even if he did, which doesn't make sense considering the context THEY CONSTRUCTED, it wouldn't matter because he was so fucking drunk which.... at that point nothing is fun, you feel sick, who wants sex like that? does he not have whiskey dick? did they have a condom? was it not painful for him considering? even if this was something to easily get over like was the dick good? it couldn't have been. and then, on top of that, there's the fact that you can change your mind or whatever but also that people do get aroused in these situations bc it is human nature (that's if they can literally get aroused which if the drinks were allegedly sooooo strong that nigga would be out so....again like even practically here it doesnt add up. have these people ever been drunk? if not, write what you know girl. cos sometimes it's like i think some of u r trying to be cool when u dont have 2 b lmao)

so yong jie coming on to him previously may be seen as like push-and-pull but here's the thing. right after it happens (the rape and it's rape so call it that you'll be okay) xing si gets up and goes home and is terrified and upset. he acts like what we have seen or even felt after a violation. he's scared, clutching his bag, it's like...you know...decently coming off as truly distressing (the actor isn't bad at all and i like that he's dark. i just massively hate this for him but hey at least he can show some chops.) like honestly man that fucking sucks and hurts to see. if we've been there we feel it. or part of it is realizing belatedly what happened. a lot of times that drop in your stomach is the worst.

but somehow for some reason, to which i cannot understand, the three of them begin to talk as if xing si pressured him? which maybe i missed something and that is possible—dont feel like going back to look—but that also made no sense. like what kind of false memory is this? why would he think he wasn't willing? and if he thought yong jie wasn't and that he pressured him how does he remember like...anything about the sex?!?!??!? besides waking up and being with him. like i guess he felt yong jie's MASSIVE DONG imprint but ??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!??!? MAKE IT MAKE SENSE!!!!!

god then the logic of the top/bottom thing is like i said i wasnt going to get into it but it's actually really funny. this whole thing was hilarious. honestly because I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS. he could have totally raped him in that way but how did you get to this CONCLUSION FROM THAT??????? BY YOUR LOGIC THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS? IF HE IS THE BOTTOM AND PENETRATION IS THE ONLY FORM OF TRUE CONSUMMATION AND RAPE BECAUSE APPARENTLY, BASED ON ANATOMY, IF YOU HAVE A DICK IN UR BUTT UR A GIRL THEN HOW. DOES. THIS. MAKE. SENSE. AND THEN

AND THEN

AND THEN

AND THEN

this whole stupid conversation happens so we get to the conclusion that xing si violated him ok cool but that means that something is wrong. that is the CONCLUSION WE CAME TO A SECOND AGO?

also the other rapist is a villain and muren isn't in love with him so, once again, you're breaking the rules of your own world about acceptability which is why most of this is absolutely mind bogggglinG that iit's fuckign comical. like i actually when i can stomach it start laughing or my jaw is slack because it's so insulting as a viewer because there is like 0 logical followthrough.

because whatshisface barges in, kisses him in front of his friends without permission, then says whether you were willing or not which is hm. at that point how u gonna change that around but let's not bother with logic here. i am simply here to point out how this makes no sense according to the rules they set up even outside of the basic rule of life which is hm dont rape people maybe.

so now we know xing si was raped, they believe he was raped, he himself believes he was raped, and whatshisface literally says he doesn't care even if he was willing (he wasn't) so he admits to rape. i don't believe in the police and i hate them (BL industry needs the cops but dont get me down that road) but no one...thought to go?

because according to history 4 logic nothing matters so im sure if he went to the police you could handwave the homophobia since there's no actual context for anything besides their whimsy. but they dont want to do that because they aren't interested in an arc of growth; redemption isn't possible unless he is removed from the family but again no work on thinking this through or thinking about the victim's feelings. because gay sex? who fucking knows. supposedly progressive taiwanese writers of gay shit (like how supposedly progressive the world is. as in it is not and this behavior is the norm and bl perpetuates that) can't think of transformative justice?

and then they gave bad advice so we wont acknowledge that because teng teng doing anything wrong/stupid is frequent but hurts me and also that storyline is not real so i pretend they are not there outside of this post

so all of this is just straihgt up clownery now because it's fucking absurd like logically, practically, human-wise. the kissing thing is inconsequential but it was such a lazy cheap way out lmao cos they really wanted it to seem consensual but that's not how it works. on top of that their attraction makes no sense because whatshisface is just there. he is just there. he's nothing and no one so the sentiments are even more empty and on top of that he doesnt listen to a single request fucking obviously because the basis of their relationship is fucking rape so fucking listening and respecting his partner is not on his list of fucking priorities. he's literally so fucking annoying even without being a rapist it's like someone please beat his ass.

and then after all of that you want us to feel bad? with your horrible writing, poorly misplaced music, stupid costumes (those fucking SHOES THEY ARE HIDEOUS, AND MOST OF THIER CLOTHES DO NOT FIT IT'S LIKE WHY), questionable fucking editing. we're supposed to wnat them together? this sounds literally fucking crazy but bear with me lmao even with the rape they could at least have SOMETHING i mean like i cant believe im fucking saaying this. but like in addicted heroin which is fuckin tragic and awful at least there's a MODICUM of interest but honestly that show s a fucknig drag. idk they lookd good together? here we have 0. nothing. and it doesnt motivate. watching obsessed again i can see why i liked it in the beginning bc they have good chemistry but the acting and production adn like everything about it plus the rape-y vibes it's just too much. you need to pick one thing so if you're going to be a shit writer at least supplement it with something. this thing is nothing.

and even more nonsensical and what boggles my mind frankly out of all this is the mother's involvement and the father's final response. there are NO consequences? theyre all happy?

ok so lets go through this:

1. 2 boys grow up 2gether, one of the boys is fucking psycho, the mother knows but does nothing??????????????

2. one of the sons moves out so his father doesn't get a hint that's he's fucking gay. ok fine. he has 2 best friends, a job, an apt. he is fine.

3. aforementioned brother is obsessed with him for SOME REASON besides being crazy?

3.5 no one has done anything during him growing up to help him not be crazy?

4. mom says to husband who is their father also just in case we forget "im afraid he will lose his humanity"

4.5 again, do nothing. 0. just like oh man hes crazy. guess that's just our son ;)

4. who cares. plies him with alcohol purposefully to rape him. not even dubious (even though dubious is fucked and not okay or is just not. fucking real. these shows are contextless when they want to be or even movies or whatever so it's like largely not up to the task to understand complexity in human rships and then oversimplifies it constantly because that's what we do IRL. but people have fucking feelings you know and we realize when things don't feel good or right to us either very quickly after or having to process it. and once you're eyes are opened you may feel as something was fucking ripped away from you. for the modc couple this would be a very logical conclusion for the high schooler the thirty year old dated but again logic or feelings are up to their whimsy. no one cares bc everything can be counted as dubious so honestly it's a fucking stupid fucking topic like again why are we litigating what is and isnt consent when you could just like idk. read cues? consent? wait? not be a freak? like we all know what is proper human shit so even if we are watching this uncritically which u cant bc it's glaring and stupid it's just even more dumb) so it was honestly a rape plot like he literally planned it soooooooooo??!?!

5. aftermath of rape the victim is like literally fucking bereft and confused. and a rape victim. like that's what they are insinuating and what also he is to be clear.

6. boy tells him "idc if i raped u i luv u lmao"

7. mom ENCOURAGED THE BOY to get him drunk because her other son was too nice? she encouraged her adult son to rape her adult step-son (but her real son because she repeatedly says you are my son and the dad does too THEY GREW UP TOGETHER WHEN THE KID WAS IN AN IMPRESSIONABLE STATE) so THIS ALSO MAKES EVEN LESS MOTHERFUCKING SENSE

8. everyone finds out about his rape and he isnt mortified he's just concerned about himself being gay to his dad?????? except it's not really about his gayness bc now it's about his sudden love for his rapist brother? which? hm ok. understandable the dad is like wow i do not think i like this

9. dad knows all of it is fucked up, everyone does, knows the mother fucked up, knows he fucked up. doesnt like it because he is normal. so we know this is terrible? ok great so—

10. father says "i can't accept this...but i'm willing to give you my blessing" ok see here's the thing. when you write you have to think about the things you are putting on the page and what you have written previously. this quite literally made no sense how the fuck are you going to not accept them but give them your blessing? does this crew know what the fuck words are? i'm assuming they went to some sort of school to obtain jobs here bc there cannot be natural talent or experience. maybe most of them are rich. fuck i do not know but this also makes no sense. just the literal logic of it it's like fucking insane the whiplash.

10.5 apparently this father is also shitty. everyone here sucks and they are basically begging me to think xing si is a fucking idiot so i dont even want to look at him if he is an object he doesnt matter so now i want to kick him. thanks a lot you made the victim get absolutely fucking nothing

they KEEP PUSHING the brother thing it is so insane and it's liek GUYS WE GET IT WE UNDERSTAND THEYRE "RELATED" BUT NOT RELATED SO IT'S OK HE WAS "RAPED" BUT NOT RAPED but you're GOING BACK ON YOUR OWN RULES!!!!!!!!!! WE GET THAT THEY ARE BROTHERS!!! WE'RE OVER IT NOW BUT WHAT IS THIS WHEN WE ALREADY ESTABLISHED SOMETHING? I AM CONFUSION? they flip flop between my son, my brother my actual brother, and cannot fucking distinguish between love for your father and love for your romantic partner? so to me what i see is that the father wants to fuck the son. that's the conclusion i am garnering now considering nothing matters and his love for his "brother" is the same as his love for his dad lmao. they couldnt even do that in a way that made sense. like damn anybody can get anything. these ppl who are doing this have to be fucking rich and/or have connections.

also this guy sounds literally like a textbook abuser like he says constantly "im the best choice" is a rapist is awful holds capital (oh hees "saving" smh ur trapping her!!!!! RETIRE!!!!) also wears terrible shoes so i am like ur alllllllllLLLLL FUCKING CRAZY ur all literally crazy and then they are trying to set rules and boundaries in their fucking house like WHY ARE THEY LIVING TOGETHER EVEN? even tho oh my god they know he raped him and for some reason they are both allowing to live in the house but they dont want them to have sex??!?!?!??!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?! i get that this is their house but this is like at this point these ppl are writing anything and now whatshisface is acting like a 2 yr old again and we are supposed to find this cute? like it makes 0 sense why do u fucking care u literally encouraged ur son to rape him so they cant have consensual sex under your nose now and have to wait four years? this is coming from the son who couldnt wait until someone was sober enough to realize hes fucking psychotic and should be killed also the fact that they act like being 20 means u have no fucking brain like this kid is in med school supposedly how do we know like hes a liar and an idiot so. also wait do they mean undergrad? how are you in med school at 20? is he a genius? girl i dont care lmao i guess i missed that but it's not like it matters so whatever

even if we ignore the stupidity of the literal acts, the grossness of the content, the absolute inability to write coherently or even remotely in a way where we would even want to see them together which is like....u set it up at the beginning so he punches "the love his life's best friend" also holy fuck im sorry remember when he punches muren because xing si got too drunk. so i'm guessing whatshisface is that good of a bartender that he makes super strong drinks and gets xing si drunk but his alcohol is magical therefore it doesn't make him sick. his alcohol is the type that gets you drunk but somehow doesnt get to your liver even though that's how we get drunk but dont ask guys he's only in med school and a bartender so i think he knows best (seriously have the main writers had a day of fun in their lives? have they ever been drunk? are they toddlers? drunk babies could probably do better tho.) i get that he was also jealous but if this kid is SOOOOOO genius (he understands social cues lmao he has the cpacity to project onto his victim so im like miss me with the not understanding shit. go to a fucking therapist like seriously did no one care abt this kid? his mother thinks he's like almost a goddamn murderer. how is she not dead? how are they all not dead? how do any of them know how to drive with this type of brain?) then he would understand that they are very clearly friends since he watched them part in a very platonic way and since he apparently knows what love is cos he thinks....he can....make someone fall in love with him bc he loves them? again, i wouldnt know hes 20 and taiwanese and im 29 and black from AMERICA so im WESTERN* so you know. different life experiences i guess XD

even if we do mental gymnastics to get it to a place where they "had sex" and he didnt rape him there's 0 ZERO ZERO ZERO ZERO ties to the literal story they wrote and the rules they set up. i'm going ot assume they dont know wtf theyre doing and i know for a fact we all care more about their dumb show than they do but it's actually startling how piss poor this is it's like idek what to compare it to. the continuity is awful awful awful they needed a script supervisor majorly and they are making bank and are going to make fucking bank fof this shit. and itll just continue like that until IRL material changes and that's facilitated by these very same groups they choose to profit off of and exploit by propelling it into the mainstream and litigating homosexuality through capitalism. and i'm being specific with homosexuality. i dont want a GL market like at all and i know why we wouldnt have it either and that has everything to do with the nature of BL, capitalism, coercion, and the fanbase being young girls and women. i don't think in this day and age we can safely say all the fans are straight; i'm sure a majority but many women or people on the gender spectrum and sexuality spectrum also consume it. frankly, it's possible the women who write it could be or something too. i dont rly believe any1 is str8 lmao but im just saying it's not out of the realm of possibility. but it isnt about that at all. that's why we wont see "good" female characters (like well written) often that's why we won't see trans women or kathoeys or fat people or black asians in it. a lot of it is is a choice we participate in whatever. but holy fuck dude u could at least respect the audience's fucking intelligence. i'm talking about everything i think that is encapsulated in the project but it's even more jarring and worse because it's so insanely inconsistent and poorly done. like how we jump from one conclusion to another is wild to me. even their first "night together" and he wakes up im like girl....u no ur ass felt it. this nigga broke into his house and was like "im gonna have u" like it's getting weird

just make xing si suffer offscreen not us the stupidity is staggering, mind blowing, hilarious.

how wong kar wai, a straight man from HK (or at least married to a woman), or barry jenkins, a striahgt black man, write/do stories well about people they wouldnt knw about their experiences directly is....well thinking like using their brains and like knowing all types of people? the man who co-wrote moonlight is a hOMOSEXUAL, leslie cheung was fucking gay or queer (and he committed suicide and that's important also RIP homie) both are hailed as queer cinema like WKW wanted to do something else and invested time into it, changed the way he played around with structure, moved away from his crime oriented stuff. he THOUGHT about it and this film is about their reality. it's a harsh film, idk how i feel about it (but my fav movies of his are the crime ones or the messy ones where it's clear he didnt write a script lmao fallen angels is one of my fav movies its' abt assassins kinda) but i know it means something. and he didnt like what HK had previously wasnt enough. it is not the only cinema that should be shown since it's such a stark reality and depressing but it is a real depiction so we can have all sorts of stuff. no this isnt WKW level or moonlight level but i know for a fact these people think they are doing something because artists always do i say this as one and someone who is equally as useless. you're making a statement.

i also hate the westerner component of peoples analyses. first of all dont do cultural relativism. we can critique and respect. but second of all how are we going to keep saying "dont put western ideals on this" when that is what is happening anyway because that's part and parcel for soft power and capitalism. how about taiwan's history with the KMT? what about the regimes young people fought about? aided by US imperialism which permeates through society and affects material conditions, views, democracy, identity and that goes into culture and media. hm? what about that? is that reality too fucking western for people? that we are doing the same thing again now? is that okay to talk about or is that only on your time?

then there's the argument that this is just entertainment. yea no shit but the thing is if we r gonna talk about marginalized groups and watch bc of marginalized groups and then be expected to identify then i dont see why i cant put this in context. even if it wasnt fucking serious we'd still judge it. but it's so pompous and again like i wouldnt say EYE think it's art but it is "art" in the literal sense and no self respecting artist would ever go "man this means nothing." of course im not sure if they do respect themselves so hey but u cant just go oh man it's entertainment when it literally rests on the fact that HOMOS are MARGINALIZED. it literally rests on the fact that WOMEN ARE OBJECTS. you either want progress or you dont. i dont understand being so demanding but not beign specific in the demands and not trying to use your brain. if you dont want to use your brain don't. but if you are looking , engaging, and keep making these arguments or telling ppl it doesnt matter whilst complaining about how much others care is hypocritical at best, willfully obtuse at worst. both bad. :)

(also all this + another thing; it is insulting to have this like wedding happen based off of this stupid relationship when people fought so hard and had to push it. now they can use the material conditions to their advantage but it's so ridiculous. also because there is difficulty still in getting married in taiwan i'm honestly like....the boldness of the writers...)

#history 4 #history 4: close to you #*dont call me western ever #a thot

[giurochedadomani]

Fic-in-progress type of update that has gotten a tiny, little bit out of hand but I regret nothing and I really want to share it

I’m doing the third and final part of this. 

When I do get to finish this I feel like it’ll work just fine as a one shot, but. Just to give you some context: this scene of the story takes place after a botched plan ends up with the son of a rival capo dead at the hands of? Leonardo? I never bothered to write out what exactly happened on That Fateful Night and now I’m taking 100% advantage of that.  

The thing is, the other mafioso certainly blames him. When Primo manages to keep Leo out of jail by putting the blame of the murder on the son of the town’s mayor, their rival decides to take justice into his own hands, failing to consider how little Primo is likely to stop until he owns the city and ends with every kind of threat vaguely pointed in his direction, Leo’s or this family he has adopted himself into. Enter: 

[Gioia Tauro, Saturday night] 

Uhhhhh there are things I can tag for: mentions of abuse re: Primo’s childhood, discussions of murder and other Mob related stuff, but there are other things that I can’t really tag without spoiling away what happens,  so I’m gonna highlight that this story is basically about a mob war and that violent stuff happens and use the handy ao3 sign of ‘Author decided not to display any warnings’

“Do you want me to tell you, or not?”

“I don’t know, you seem to be doing quite well on your own”. 

It comes off way drier than Leonardo means to, and the without me goes over them, unspoken. He bites the tip of his tongue and stands his ground and tries not to picture the hint of hurt that passes over Primo’s face as Leonardo goes through his business, picking up his suit’s jacket and the briefcase from the sofa as the other looks at him like some kind of gargoyle while he fusses through the office. 

“A bomb. In his office”, Primo explains, slow, after a moment, blatantly ignoring him. “Next week, we’re aiming for Friday, although Fiore needs to tie up some loose ends”. A beat of silence. “I insisted on it being Friday. Less people in the building that day, like you said”. Leonardo won’t give in to Primo’s unsubtle attempts to win him over. “I was going to tell you”. 

He gives the other a sharp look. What he means to be a sharp look, really. It’s kind of endearing that Primo cannot withstand a grand total of half a minute of silence treatment. No, Leonardo’s still pissed that he didn’t call him into the meeting. 

“What loose ends?”, he asks, tone clipped.  

“ID passes. He wants to get a couple of original ones”, rob some innocent cleaning lady of her own pass, more likely, Leonardo thinks, as if he were in some shape or form morally superior to that, “and just modify the photos, keeping it simple. He can’t do that a week earlier, it’d be...”, Primo trails off, looking at him with a tinge of— 

It’d be less likely to call on any unwanted attention, that’s for sure. And truth be told, they’ve never been lucky with forgeries. It’s not as if they’re trying to enter the fucking Quirinale, and one would think that a sleepy guard on a Friday morning wouldn’t pay much attention to some cleaning staff’s passes, but it doesn’t hurt to be a little bit extra cautious: Romano has proven himself to be able to become quite the headache. And he can’t help feeling a little satisfied at how Primo is not diving head first into danger for once in his fucking life— no. He’s annoyed.

Leonardo hums, pensive. He locks the door of his office after they step outside, and speaks again once he finds another direction in which to funnel his irritation. 

“What’s their story, if they’ve got to flee the scene”.

Primo frowns. His patent confusion vindicates Leonardo, for some fucking reason. He focuses on that instead on how much it pisses him off that he already knows that Primo will avoid simply saying that he’s sorry, as if the words were fucking poisonous. 

“They don’t manage to do it, what do they do”, he insists.  

The eerie stillness of the building, empty at that hour, just makes Primo’s silence louder as they walk to the elevator. 

“Why, if someone had thought to ask just that”, Leonardo concludes, sarcastic, stabbing the push button. 

Primo huffs. He can behave like a child all he wants, Leonardo is not going to give in. He’s fully capable of becoming as difficult as Primo can be, when he puts his mind to it. Let’s see if the other can take his own medicine—  

“Her name’s Lucrezia”. 

…

Leonardo is so thrown off by the non sequitur that he almost manages to momentary forget about his exasperation. He stares at Primo for a long moment, the doors of the elevator opening and staying open for them. “...She’s one of his classmates”, Primo adds, as if that clarified anything. 

Leonardo’s bewilderment must be patent on his face because Primo makes a whole show of rolling his eyes, looking up as if asking God for patience. He grabs him and pushes him inside the elevator, pushing the button to the ground floor. 

“Francesco”, he starts again, slowly, once the doors close off again. He’s probably aiming to be more comprehensible, but doesn’t manage to make it look as if he’s not in some way explaining things to a baby. “He’s not out there doing…”, he has to think for a moment to land in something Leonardo could possibly be pissed off about, and he’s not entirely convinced when he says: “...Drugs, or whatever the hell you’re worried about. He’s just got himself a...”, he trails off again, does a florid gesture with his hand as if he could grab the right word, ends up saying a very dubitative: “... friend”. He shrugs, as if deeming it a suitable enough explanation. “So yeah. You can stop being insufferable now”. 

Each button keeps getting illuminated as they descend, a little peep sounding each time they pass a floor. So that’s what was up with them both. Leonardo feels tranquility washing over his surprise, before his gut settles on uneasiness as he continues looking at Primo and the stiffness of his shoulders. 

He passes a hand over his face. 

“Francesco’s got a girlfriend”. 

“You’re not this dense on the usual”. 

“And he told you about it”. 

He’s well aware that Franceso regards Primo with an undercurrent of hero worship. He’s also intimately familiar with how despite the fact that Primo is a man of many hidden talents, romance is, to put it mildly, not the subject he feels most comfortable with. The other is fucking with him in some way, he can’t help feeling sure of that, and it makes him kind of tense not being able to point out exactly where. 

Uncharacteristically of him, Primo feels the need to fill the silence. 

“Don’t be jealous”, he starts once the doors open, and he sounds a tad arrogant, as he always does when— “I told him to do a formal presentation at some point, bring her home to have dinner and all that stuff, let Regina gush and… yeah”. He turns to face Leonardo once he realizes that he has stopped on his tracks, adds, defensively: “You have been weird all fucking day. That’s why I didn’t tell you to come into the meeting”. 

“Lucrezia”, Leonardo repeats. The name sounds familiar. It’s Primo’s closed off expression what makes realization fall onto his mind like a circuit breaker blowing up the fuse: a scratching sound and then fade to black. He stares at Primo in disbelief, mouth hanging open until he can work around the knot at his throat. 

“Brambilla. Lucrezia Brambilla. Brambilla, as in. The daughter of the—”. 

“Yes”. 

A well-mannered girl, soft spoken and sweet. He has seen her in passing, disappearing behind the tinted windows of his father’s fancy car at the entrance of Francesco’s high school. He knows her father better. Sergio Brambilla.

Prosecutor. 

“And you told him it was a good idea?”, Leonardo asks, in which he’d defend as a very reasonable tone of voice, given the circumstances, but doesn’t perhaps quite manage to hit the whole discreet thing, because Primo makes a sharp movement in the general direction of the night guard booth.

“What’s exactly bad about knowing what the fuck happens in that house?”

Of course. Of fucking course Primo would think it’s a good idea. He doesn’t even know why he’s surprised except that for the very little, trivial fact that he cannot believe what he’s hearing!

“You had a hand on it!?”

Primo has the sheer audacity to look offended. 

“Me? In what? How the fuck could I possibly— As if it were my fucking fault now that your kid likes blondes!” 

“I swear on everything that’s holy, Primo!”

Primo throws a look to the booth over his shoulder, then at him, then promptly grabs his arm and pushes him forward, making him advance towards the garage entrance, past the night guard, who takes a look at them and searches to fade with the wallpaper behind. He loves Primo, God damn them both, he does, but sometimes he’d hit him with a fucking chair, but also no, because someone’s got to keep a levelled head and he refuses to go down the level of a machiavelian, manipulative jerk who deems feasible to intervene in his son’s life like— 

“Shut up for a fucking minute, will you”, Primo says, which is fucking rich. Leonardo shoves him off the moment they’re passing the first row of cars, the itch of a fight bubbling right under his skin. Primo doesn’t continue after seemingly making sure that he’s going to listen. He takes a deep breath before doing so, evidently to rile himself in, which would be the most annoyingly petulant thing in the world if he were any other person. “He took a liking to the girl on his own. They’re classmates, as I said. They’ve been friends since the start of the year, and now, well”, he shrugs, ostensibly. “She’s also going to study in Rome, it seems”. 

It hurts. The fact that not only did Primo know before him about it, but that he has done so for such a very long time. 

“And you planned to tell me when, exactly?”, Leonardo can’t help but to interrupt.

Primo copies his sarcastic tone when he answers: “When you’ve decided to make a problem out of it, perhaps?” 

He knows in his heart that Primo trusts him, and that he does so seemingly to a further extent than anyone else. That he loves him, in his own peculiar way, and that he’d move heaven and Earth to protect him, and his family. That’s why it’s so hard to wrap his mind around the fact that he wouldn’t even bother to mention something like this. Besides, the careless way he’s speaking about it doesn’t really sit well with Leonardo. As if he had landed himself had single handedly on court when he came to know the girl’s father: “You remember that Brambilla accused me of murder, don’t you?” 

“You were acquitted”, the other replies, instantly, tone tense. “You’re a model citizen, for all the guy knows”.  

“He defended that I’m a mafioso”, he insists. He remembers the charges line by fateful line. Refusing to talk about it won’t make him forget what happened, notwithstanding Primo’s look on the subject. “He said that I planned to set up a cocaine distribution ring with the money I supposedly stole from—”. 

“Nothing about them getting together forces you to have a good relationship with Brambilla”, Primo points out, exasperated, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “It’s Francesco the one who’s dating his daughter”. 

Leonardo limits himself to stare at the other from the other side of his Berlinetta when they reach it.  

He should have confronted Francesco directly about it, but no, because the kid’s got an angelic face of never having done harm to a fly and he’s soft. Regina has a sixth sense for these things, she would have been a better option, except that he feared that Francesco would have gotten himself in bigger problems than a girl. It’s not a girl, though, not just like that, and really, there’s probably an option that he has somehow missed that would have prevented him from ending up in a parking lot, being looked at as if he’s hawk’s prey. 

He sighs, opens the car and gets in, going through the usual motions as Primo follows him suit, putting the briefcase on the backseat, his jacket covering it after he fishes out his keys from one of the pockets. 

Francesco could easily say the wrong thing, in the wrong moment, to the wrong person, and neither of them would be none the wiser. He could rat them out in a bid to brag, or because he thinks that he can relax his guard. What if he breaks the poor girl’s heart and she wants to take revenge? He remembers how stupid young love can make you, how blind. 

“Telling Francesco that he can’t do it won’t work”, Primo says, serious, but not quite as biting. “You’ll just be handing him over the perfect excuse for him not to tell you shit in the future”. 

Leonardo wonders if it’s the girl sticking it to her father what appeals to Primo so much about the whole thing, he supposes the other could appreciate a kindred spirit. It’s obvious that he’s talking from experience, and Leonardo doesn’t know if he feels more insulted by the possibility that Primo might be comparing him to Salvatore, of all people, or to Primo’s own dad, of all fucking people, as if he had ever given the slightest indication that he’d beat— That he’d— Just considering the idea that he might have to explain to the other that not every son has quite the same relationship with their father as Primo did with Angelo Nizzuto makes him kind of nauseous. 

Primo must sense where his mind’s heading because he ends up adding: “Doesn’t matter if you’re nice about it, but you can be my damn fucking guest if you want to try”. He shrugs, then looks out of the window, as if he were washing his hands out of the situation instead of biding his time, as Leonardo is completely convinced he’s doing. 

This is a lost battle, if Primo has already taken such a defensive stance on the subject. He’s got months on him, despite all (“They’ve been friends since the start of the year, and now, well”), more than enough time for him to look at Francesco and Lucrezia from every possible angle and to collect every single argument in favor of their relationship before quick starting a confrontation with him. And really, he’s just so blind sided by the whole thing. He must be a really bad father not to suspect a thing for months.  

Leonardo puts the ignition key on, but Primo speaks again before he turns it. 

“I’ve just told him to be smart, to pay attention, and not to run himself into problems” he insists, softer. “Your kid can do that. You know he can. Besides, I’m keeping an eye on him”, he turns to face him, “You can at least trust that, don’t you?” 

That’s very unfair of Primo. It’s not a question of trust. Francesco’s a very inexperienced hot head. He’d be up to his knees in problems before he recognizes the first signs of danger, let alone ask for help. 

“He’ll tell me himself if he does fuck up, you can be sure of that. Holy hell, he just won’t stop talking about the girl, you know? Lulu this, Lulu that”, Primo continues, as if he knew full well that he’s picking at his reticences little by little. Leonardo’s running out of excuses not to associate the pang in his chest with the notion that he’s been kept outside this little secret. “He calls her Lulu”, Primo explains, seemingly flabbergasted at the notion, which is very boldly rich coming from him, and kind of makes Leonardo want to ask him what exactly makes Lulu any more ridiculous of a nickname than Leo. 

He snorts, despite himself.  

Primo smiles a little when he sees him doing so, as if he’s just proved his point. It’d be so annoying, if it wasn’t so genuine.  

“Better to wait the whole thing out. Let him go to Rome. There are more options in Rome. He’ll just grow bored, with time”. Leonardo raises an eyebrow. Primo’s smile takes the barest turn to playful. He deadpans: “Worse case scenario, they do end up getting married and we need to find you a proper suit to wear. You look hot with a suit. I don’t see a downside of the situation for anyone involved”. 

Just like that. As if it were so easy. 

He’d like to have a smidge of Primo’s unwavering faith in their future, of his unstoppable conviction that they’ll always come up on top, though he’s reduced to trust that the other knows what he’s doing and join for the ride. 

Leonardo’s done so many bad things in his life, this is surely his God given punishment. 

“When I told you to solve this I didn’t mean, like, personally”, Primo interrupts his train of thought making a vague gesture towards the backseat. “We’ve got people for that. You keep insisting on that: a good boss knows when to delegate”, he adds, in which Leonardo’s forced to interpret as his attempt to mock him. It’s very unfair, given how different is delivering the suitcase from when he told Primo that, that is, when he had to keep him in bed after getting shot, but he knows where Primo’s going with this. He knows this kind of dance. 

He looks at him and keeps silent, so Primo’s forced to elaborate. If he wants to have dinner with him, he can just ask. Primo purses his lips, frowns a little, but finally says, slowly: 

“I have an idea. That I want your opinion on”, then he stops for a moment, seemingly to revise what he’s going to say, and adds: “That we could discuss, with wine”. 

“You want to have dinner at the Olimpo, then?”, he insists, just to hear Primo say it, and not be the slightest bit surprised when he ignores him. 

“It’s got to do with your cousin. Does he still want to work for us?”

“Antonio? Yes”. 

“How fluent would you say that he’s in Spanish?” 

Leonardo takes the ignition key out. 

___

An hour later, Dante would finish his cigarette under the street light by the back entrance of the office. He would take a quick look at his watch, and he would get into the car after checking the backseat, adjusting the jacket slightly over the suitcase. If he came back soon enough, he could have dinner with his girlfriend, he’d think, fishing for Leonardo’s car keys in his pocket. Maybe he could take her out next weekend, treat her to somewhere posh by the port. He’d turn the ignition key on. 

…

KA-BOOM!!!!!

#trust fx #primo x leonardo #Lau writes #this is awfully domestic truth be told #if you made it to the end: I’m sorry but also I’m not sorry at all #Working title: My daddy’s got a gun (you better run)

[snarkwriteswrasslin]

Can I get some Orange Cassidy headcanons? sinful and innocent varieties please.

Ahhhh, I love you for this. This is going to indulge my mighty need to like... Just go all heart eyes for Orange and I love that. That being said, hopefully, you like these. I’m kind of still learning my way around him/figuring him out. 

18+. Kids, cover your eyes. It might get just a little... dirty... in here. Sweet but dirty. SO... I tried to squeeze in sweet things with the dirty. Gosh, I just really hope you like this, dearest bb and that it makes your day better after a long pain in the ass day of work...

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┎  He was entirely too quiet for your taste at first. You must’ve spent weeks just trying, pushing little by little just to get him to say something. For a while, you were starting to really think he strongly disliked you and that bothered you a lot more than you cared to admit. But then... Holy shit, then.

-- it was a 4 hour road trip to the next town. Normally you’d have ridden with other people, but they left. You found yourself either faced with sucking it up and asking Friedmann for a lift or... *audible gulping* shoving your growing fascination and feelings for Orange down for four hours... Before you could choose a path, he’d pretty much chosen for you, appearing out of nowhere when MJF walked over, just a simple shake of his head no, a firm steel-eyed gaze at MJF that had you swallowing hard when you saw it happen in the reflection of a window nearby. His hand was kind of... carefully squeezing your hip. It was the first indication that the guy wasn’t merely tolerating you. And yeah, your stomach went all fluttery for a hot minute.

┎ He’s got this whole quiet confidence to him. It’s evident in the way he leans against things, staring you down and undressing you with his eyes over the rim of those mirrored sunglasses. You never had a clue he was doing it until one of the guys outed him for it on accident. And boiiii, when I tell you that you very nearly puddled to the floor at the realization of exactly why you felt like you were being undressed with a strong gaze.. That’s not even the half of it. He didn’t even bother hiding it, because that’s just how he is. No sense in making a big deal about anything. Man is v.v laid back. But confident and holy shit, that’s a turn on.

┎ He can flip back and forth between being in the mood to take control between the two of you and just completely letting you have it and going with the flow. Honestly, he leans a little more towards the latter. There’s just something about watching you take over, gets him all hot and bothered. Especially the view he gets from below. And the way he can reach up, put his hands on your face and pull your mouth down to his... If you let him, of course.

┎ BUT... when he does take over, holy shit, does he ever. He’s pulling you against him, covertly rubbing your bodies together. He’s teasing you and conveying exactly what he wants to do to you with limited words, those fucking baby blues and that goddamn smirk. You KNOW you’re in for it when you feel his hand creep down ever so sliiightly and cup your butt, giving it a little squeeze with his mouth against the shell of your ear, breathing against it. “Somebody’s blushing..” he kind of mumbles the words, follows that with a low chuckle like he’s just told a clever joke.to 

-- When Orange is in tease mode, holy shiiiit. Now... first you need to know that he’s not overly into a whole lot of over the top PDA. So it’ll start off with little touches. His fingers lazily skim your jaw. Or your cheek. He’s standing/sitting a whole lot closer and he’ll carelessly sling an arm around you and lean against your side, the smirk tugging his mouth. The entire time, he’s looking at you like a man starving whose suddenly been presented with a plate full of food. Over the course of the night, it accelerates just a little. Almost agonizingly slow. Until you two are leaving wherever and away from all the others and then he snaps. Your back’s against the side of the car, a wall, whatever happens to be near. He’s got an arm on either side of your head to strongly deter anyone who might chance upon you two. He’s zeroing in on your mouth and licking his lips. At first, the kiss doesn’t fully connect... But then again, that’s what he wants. He’s waiting on ONE THING... a certain little noise you make when he’s got you all worked up. Do that and his mouth will connect with yours, slow and deep, teeth tugging at lip.

┎  Loves the way you wind around him when you’re sleeping. Will put both his arms around you and lazily tangle fingers in your hair and just grin. 

┎  King of the one fingered bra clasp unhook. He’s got very, very... very.. nimble fingers. 

-- To get dirtier here, unhooking your bra is NOT the only thing his fingers are good at. And when he’s got them buried inside you, it’s all you can do not to scream, because Orange is just... The kind of guy who doesn’t care where things kick off at... Nine out of ten, it’s some semi public location and he’s whispering against your neck and mouth, the shell of your ear, “You have to be quiet. Can you be quiet, sweetheart? Look at me.” in that firm fucking tone, holy shit.. Regardless, you can’t exactly scream his name like you’re dying to. And when he’s finished? He’ll hold your gaze and slip dripping fingers straight into his mouth, groaning as if it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted.

┎ Very cuddly when it’s just the two of you. Loves to tickle you on a whim. And this more often than not leads to spontaneous makeouts. 

┎  The best ( and most unusual ) date ideas. Stargazing. Going to tour some little museum in whatever town you’re in. He’ll always tell you that it’s a surprise, he’s NOT telling you until you arrive at your destination and you always wind up having a good time, even if you think it’s a strange idea to begin with.

┎ Watching the way he pulls off his shirts. Holy FUCK. It’s hot. Hot, I tell you. And when he’s doing that while locking eyes with you and biting his lip? Yeahhhh....

┎  Very very very very into slow and steady, deep fucking strokes. Prefers you on the bottom when he’s had the whole flip of the switch I mentioned above. Will pin your hips against the mattress with his. Leave marks all over your neck. Little bitty cute ones, but marks still. 

┎ The sight of you in his shirts / leather or denim jacket WILL SEND HIM. DO NOT TEST THIS OUT. Because if you THINK he gets in the zone above? It’s... so much more intense here and a time or two, you’ve been taken standing, your legs draped over his arms your arms around his neck, your mouths hardly breaking apart until he’s done with you and you’re both so dizzy you CANNOT stand. 

[ao3feed-bnha-rarepair]

And the Leaves Would Grow Again

And The Leaves Would Grow Again by skeletal1bra

21-year-old student Uraraka Ochako finds herself in the middle of a hurricane of self-doubt as she works two part-time jobs to be able to pay her college fee. While dealing with her the memories from the past, she meets a foxy lady at the club and realises that change is the only way to move past the stale period of her life that she is stuck in. But will this girl be more of a trouble to her than she is a lifeline? Will her friends be able to help her out while they struggle with their own problems that come with adult life?

“What they don't know is that these leaves are to grow again. Snow will fall and nature will fall asleep. But one day, with what could be interpreted as an inner power, these leaves ought to grow again. With a single kick of a raindrop, the fruits shall fall and the flowers shall bloom. And just like that, the world just never stops turning.”

Words: 6586, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Toga Himiko, Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A, Shirakumo Oboro, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Iida Tenya, other people too yknow i can't bother, i think it's pretty clear like just everyone interesting is there, except for like mineta i don't really care about him

Relationships: Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shirakumo Oboro & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Iida Tenya & Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Mineta/Trash, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo

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Catch Me If You Can (19/?)

298 days. That’s how long Killian Jones was away from a baseball field. It’s less than a year, only part of a season for him, but it might as well have lasted a decade as he alternated between physical therapy and spending an excessive amount of time sitting on his couch.

But then he came back and won the World Series.

It’s something no one saw coming, and it’s certainly not something anyone who knows about his arm would predict. Now it’s a new season with new possibilities, and anything could happen. On-field reporter Emma Swan will be there to cover it all even if she is not his biggest fan right now.

Asking her out live on-air will do that.

Rating: Mature

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-/-

Killian is blinking at her.

He’s not saying anything.

He’s just…blinking, and Emma has never been so annoyed by blinking in her entire life. And maybe annoyed isn’t the right word. Maybe the right word is terrified because she just told a man that she loves him for the first time in three years, and this time she means it more than all of the times before.

And it’s freaking terrifying.

Whichever Olsen twin it was in that movie was right when she said that it’s got to be that can’t eat, can’t sleep, reach for the stars, over the fence, World Series kind of stuff because that is exactly how Killian makes her feel even when all of the other not-so-fun adult stuff mixes in.

Why are baseball metaphors so apt in her life now? She needs to use fewer of them, but sometimes they just slip off of her tongue.

Plus, that’s a damn good movie quote.

This is entirely beside the point.

Emma just used a dumb, playful, sometimes serious game of truth or dare to tell Killian that she loves him, and if that doesn’t sum up who she is as a person, she doesn’t know what does.

Probably freaking the fuck out waiting for him to say something back.

Killian blinks three times – she’s not counting or anything – before his lips part and his hand starts moving against her back once more. She didn’t even realize that he’d stopped until he started again, and she loves the way that he always traces words into her back when they’re laying together in bed. She’s never been able to figure out what letters and words exactly, his patterns always a mystery, and she…

Oh.

Now she knows what words Killian is tracing into the skin on her back, and she feels so incredibly dumb for not realizing it before. But also, really, truly hopeful. And excited. And maybe she’s not freaking out so much anymore even though her entire body feels like it’s going to spontaneously combust.

“I love you, Emma,” Killian whispers before his thumb comes to rest on the indent of her chin, moving back and forth in slow circles while he smiles that soft smile that makes his eyes crinkle and her heart soar. “I love you even if you just used truth or dare to tell me that.”

“You don’t think it was a total copout?”

“Oh no, my love, it was. I just don’t care.”

And then his nose is pressing into her cheek as hers does the same, and lips are moving over hers in quite possibly the softest caress she’s ever felt. In the few times that she imagined this, that she imagined her bravery to be enough to actually tell Killian that she loves him, to be able to give him the power that confessing something so intimate gives him, she imagined that the resulting kiss would be harsher, more passionate. She expected that the feelings would overwhelm them and cause them to hastily fall into each other.

But like everything with Killian, he surprises her with each and every one of his moves – even the ones she’s anticipating.

Emma shifts her legs under the blankets, the comforter and the one that they have piled over it, and she easily straddles Killian’s lap, placing her knees on both sides of his thighs, and the hair on his chest and the metal of his chain press into her while her palms cup his cheeks as Killian tugs on her upper lip with his mouth. She loves when he does that.

She loves him.

A giggle escapes her as Killian’s hands start running up and down her sides, his fingertips sending shivers down her spine, and even though Killian is sliding his tongue across the seam of her mouth trying to deepen the kiss, she can’t stop laughing.

“You’re going to bruise my ego,” he huffs, but she can hear how light-hearted the tone of his voice is and can feel his smile without even bothering to open her eyes. But then again, he’s got such a handsome face that she wants to open her eyes to look at him and those stupidly long lashes with those stupidly blue eyes. “What are you laughing at, Swan? Is it my kissing skills? I rather thought I was improving on those.”

“I mean,” Emma teases, sliding her thumbs along his jawline while she peppers several kisses over his brows and his eyelids before pulling back and resting her forehead against his, “we definitely have to keep on practicing that. Several times a day at the very least.”

There’s a pinch against the underside of her breast. “Tease.”

“You love me.”

“That I do.” Her heart swells and flutters and all of those indescribable things that it can do other than keeping her alive. This might be the most alive she’s felt in years, and her life has been pretty great recently. “Is that why you’re laughing? Because I love you.”

“Just a little bit. And maybe because of the distinct lack of clothes we have on.”

Killian hums as one hand roams his back while the other cups her breast, thumb running over her nipple. “I kind of like this distinct lack of clothes. I doubt you’ll ever hear me complaining about it.”

“And if I do?” Emma questions as she adjusts how she’s sitting, her ass hitting against Killian’s half-hard length.

“Immediately take me to the doctor because I am obviously dying.”

Laughter rumbles from deep in her stomach, and she’s still laughing into the kiss when her mouth moves over Killian’s with practiced, joyful ease. If she thinks about everything too much, she’ll freak out. It’s in her nature. It was happening less than ten minutes ago, so Emma makes a pointed effort not to think and to simply feel. To feel the way that Killian kisses her, to feel the way that their bodies move together, and to feel the way that Killian murmurs his love for her into her skin over and over again. Most people are probably more reserved after exchanging those words for the first time, but Killian feels everything so deeply that she can’t imagine him ever being reserved in a moment like this.

Except for that kiss a minute ago, but maybe that wasn’t reserved after all.

Idly, as Killian slides into her and begins snapping his hips against her, his body warm as it covers her, she wonders just how long he’s loved her, just when he realized it, but that’s a question for another time when Killian’s not making her lose her breath with every swivel of his hips and every move of his mouth of hers.

Even if she’d been to sleepovers as a child, even if she’d been able to play truth or dare or any of those other dumb games growing up, nothing would ever compare to this.

Man is she glad that they joked around in Killian’s hotel room in London about having a day like today. It’s funny how little things like that add up to such big things like this.

Killian loves her back, and even though she’s been scarred in the past by people who have said those words, she’s choosing to have faith this time. This is different. In a good kind of way.

That’s what she absolutely has to keep telling herself.

Holy shit. What a day.

Emma’s honestly not sure when she fell asleep, but before she knows it, she’s waking to the sound of Killian’s alarm. He groans against her back, his arm tightening around her stomach for a few seconds before she can feel him move across the mattress to make that awful blaring sound stop.

“I have to go to practice,” he mumbles, his voice deep and gravely in the way that it is in the mornings, and that always makes heat stir low in her belly.

Emma shifts on the mattress, turning over to her other side so that she can look at Killian even though she hasn’t quite gotten the motivation to open her eyes yet. “It’s too early to even think about physical exertion.”

“It’s nine in the morning, Swan.”

“That’s too early.”

Killian chuckles, and Emma finally opens her eyes. The light isn’t quite so bright, especially with all of Killian’s blinds being closed, but the slightest sliver of sunlight is peeking through enough to make her never want to go out in the sunlight again like she’s some kind of nocturnal creature.

“You are precious in the mornings,” Killian sighs, reaching over to her and brushing her hair off of her temple. His hair is all over the place, messy in a natural way instead of the messy that he styles it in, and she can see the red pillow creases on his cheek. “I have never known someone who hates waking up more than you.”

“The only good part of waking up is knowing that I can have coffee and something to eat.”

“Those are two fantastic parts of waking up.” He presses forward and lazily slides his lips over hers so that Emma hums in contentment and her eyes flutter closed again while she shifts closer to Killian, her nails scratching up and down his arm until he pulls back. “I love you.”

Her mouth curves up, and she blinks at Killian, squeezing his bicep. “I love you too. We really said that last night, didn’t we?”

“We did. Any regrets?”

“Can you give me a few more hours to think about it?”

Killian groans before nipping at her nose with his teeth and pulling back, quickly standing up before bending over and pulling his boxers back up his legs to rest low on his hips. The man was made to wear underwear. Is that a weird thought to think?

“You, Emma Swan,” he starts, pushing his hair back off of his forehead, “are a minx.”

“It’s what you deserve for waking me up so early.”

Killian’s head shakes from side to side before he walks over to her and places both his hands on the headboard on either side of her head so that he’s encroaching on her personal space, right brow raised high on his forehead. “I have to go to work unlike you, who should most definitely go back to sleep when you get back to your apartment. Do you want me to make you something for breakfast before I go?”

“No,” she says, pressing up to kiss his cheek before ducking underneath his arms to stand from the bed so that she can get dressed as well. “I’m good with eating leftovers. I think we should make cookies next time I’m here.”

“Your heart’s desire, Swan. I promise that’s all I want you to have.”

She smiles at him as she shuffles through her bag to pull out a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt to wear today. She’s not exactly sure when she’s picking up Leo except that it’s sometime this afternoon, so she’ll have plenty of time to shower at home and get ready there. Somehow, even though all she’s doing is getting dressed and brushing her teeth, Killian is ready before her and the two of them silently walk out of his bedroom and down the hall to the main part of his apartment. Emma drops her bag by the front door before walking toward the fridge and grabbing the plate of lemon squares only for Killian to take it out of her hand and start placing them in a Tupperware container.

The man keeps all of his containers very neatly organized, and she’s not even sure if she has a matching box and lid in her apartment.

“Why are you sending all of these home with me?”

“Because you like them, for one, and because you might want to have something on hand for when you tell Ruby where you’ve been.”

Oh.

Shit. She forgot about that, and that was not something she needed to forget about when she’s practiced the speech in her head several times over. It’s going to be fine. Just fine.

“It’s going to be fine, love,” Killian promises, somehow echoing her thoughts and handing her the container. “She might be a little mad at first, but she loves you. She’s not going to stay mad. Call me when you can, okay? I want to know how it goes.”

“Okay. Have a good practice. Thanks for the food and the company or whatever.”

“So eloquent with words,” he teases, brushing a quick kiss to her lips and squeezing her hip before shuffling her toward the door. “I’m going to go down to get my car. Do you want me to drop you off at your apartment?”

“I do like the idea of my own personal chauffeur.”

-/-

Ruby is sitting on the couch when Emma walks in the door, and Emma curses under her breath. She was hoping that maybe, just maybe, Ruby would be spending her day off sleeping or out doing errands or simply something to give Emma a little more time. Killian’s probably going to be late to practice because she sat in the passenger seat of his car for so long building up the courage to get out.

Not that she’d wish anything bad on him, but Killian better be freaking out this much about telling Liam and everyone else.

How do people do things like this?

They probably don’t wait months to tell their friends that they’re dating someone.

“Hey,” Emma greets, closing the door behind her and dropping her bag on the ground. “I didn’t think you’d be awake.”

“Graham was super loud when he went into work, and I couldn’t go back to sleep.” Ruby looks over to her from the couch and scoops up a spoonful of the cereal she’s eating. “How was David’s last night? Are those leftovers in that box?”

“Um,” Emma hums, walking further in the room until she’s sitting down next to Ruby on the couch and placing the box of lemon squares on the coffee table. Her stomach is in so many knots, and it is probably not healthy for Emma to have this many big things happening in her life all within the span of twelve hours. “They are leftovers, which you are free to have, but they’re not from David’s.”

Ruby arches a brow. “They’re from Killian’s then?”

What the fuck?

“I’m s-sorry,” Emma stutters, her face heating up. Damn does she hate how pale she is even with a tan so that her blush is always visible. It’s like she has “I’m embarrassed” tattooed on her forehead. “What are you talking about? They’re from David’s,” Emma backtracks, her lie obvious. “Mary Margaret made them.”

Ruby rolls her eyes and reclines back into the couch cushions, her socked feet resting on the coffee table as her fingers tap along her thigh. “You’re dating Killian Jones. He baked the stuff on the table. You were at his apartment last night. You don’t have to lie.”

What the fuck? Holy shit. Damn, damn, damn. Every curse Emma can think of is at the forefront of her mind, but really, absolutely nothing makes sense with how quickly thoughts are getting jumbled around in there.

How in the hell did Ruby now? And why has she kept it to herself this entire time? Does this mean other people know?

It’s like that episode of Friends where they don’t know that we know that they know. Or something along those pop culture reference lines. Except this is very much not pop culture and most definitely Emma’s real life.

“You should really close your mouth,” Ruby sighs as she leans forward and picks up the Tupperware container. “It makes you look like a fish. So, what did lover boy make?”

“You jerk!” Emma finally gasps, reaching forward to gently slap Ruby’s shoulder. “How did you know?”

Ruby shrugs her shoulders like she doesn’t have a care in the world and starts eating a lemon square in replacement of her cereal. “Like, two weeks ago you came stumbling out of your room wearing that old Vanderbilt sweatshirt saying it was David’s. I didn’t think anything of it because, you know, David does collect weird crap like that, but then I was going through videos for a promo and saw a certain Yankees player wearing that exact same sweatshirt. Plus, you’re smiling more, and I definitely saw a hickey on Jones’s neck when we were in Canada.”

Un-freaking-believable.

“So, a hickey and a sweatshirt gave it away?”

“Yep.”

“And you’re not mad at me?” Emma wonders aloud, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth and worrying her lip. “Because it’s okay if you are. I would be mad at me for not telling you that I was dating someone.”

“Oh, for the record, I am pissed,” Ruby huffs, putting the container down to turn toward Emma on the couch, a smile on her face that looks anything but pissed. “You are my best friend in the entire world. I mean, I come into your bedroom at two in the morning to ask you to look at whatever Snapchat video I found, and you don’t blink an eye.”

“That’s because I’m asleep.”

Ruby waves her away. “Whatever. So, yeah, I’m mad but only mad because you didn’t tell me. I’ve been ranting about it to Graham. He kept telling me to be patient and that he’s sure you had your reasons and that you’d tell me eventually, and let me tell you, I could barely resist, especially when you very clearly were not going to your brother’s house last night.”

“Sorry?”

“Sorry?” Ruby groans, leaning forward and burying her face in her hands. “Emma Swan, you’re dating fucking Killian Jones, and all you have to say is sorry?”

“I – ”

“No, no, no,” Ruby interrupts, taking the words out of Emma’s mouth before she can even say them, “don’t apologize. Or, stop apologizing. I want to know how it started, how long it’s been going on, and fuck do I want to know the sex details. I have a whole list of questions I’ve come up with.”

“Do you really?” Emma laughs, pulling her knees up to her chest and hugging them as the racing of her heartbeat calms down. This is not at all how she was expecting things to go, but life seems to keep surprising. “Okay, so, we’ve been together since the California series at the end of April, but I kissed him, um, a week or so before that.”

“You kissed him?” Ruby squeaks, her jaw dropping open. “Oh shit, did you kiss him after a game?”

Emma nods, a giggle escaping her lips. What the hell was that? “Yeah, against the Sox. But then I flipped out because, one, dating is terrifying, and two, I already get so much sexist shit against me that I didn’t want dating him to be a thing with a capital T. I know you tease me about him asking me out, but you know what happened, what still happens. I’m already not taken seriously, and I couldn’t just start casually making out with Killian Jones.”

“So what? You just started seriously making out with Killian Jones?”

“Pretty much.” “Damn girl,” Ruby drawls out, a smirk painted on her lips. “I knew you had it in you. Is the sex good?”

“Rubes.”

“Come on, Ems,” Ruby begs before leaning forward and grabbing her hands, squeezing so tightly that Emma legitimately may not have bones when she releases. “You’ve hidden this from me. I at least deserve to hear about the sex.”

Emma groans, but she’s still laughing, so very thankful that Ruby stumbled into her life as her producer and ended up being her best friend. How did she ever live before this?

“Okay,” she sighs, shaking Ruby off and straightening her shoulders, “so first of all, you can’t tell anyone. Killian and I have only just agreed to tell the people close to us, and we’re doing all that we can not to let anyone outside of our circles know so that this doesn’t impact my career. That’s kind of been why we didn’t tell you guys besides us just testing the waters of if we’d even work together as a couple.”

“Do you…work together, I mean? You look so happy, but I want to know that you are happy. He may be a professional athlete, but I will kick his ass if he breaks your heart.”

“Yeah, I’m really happy,” she smiles, thoughts of blue eyes and a kind small flashing through her mind. “I have been hurt so badly in the past, and while I don’t know…I mean, that could still happen…I’m happy. I love him.”

Telling Ruby that has her heart beating like a drum in her chest. It’s still so fresh and new and…she can’t quite believe it.

“You do?”

“Yeah, I do. He’s – he’s a really good guy, Ruby. I can’t wait for you to meet him.”

“Technically, I have met him.” Ruby smiles at her before leaning forward and wrapping her arms around Emma in a tight hug, all of the air escaping Emma’s lungs. “I am so happy for you. All I want in life is for Granny and Graham to keep making us food and for you to keep being happy with your handsome baseball player boyfriend. Now, stop avoiding it and tell me about the sex.”

Ruby Lucas is a one of a kind friend.

“It’s really good,” Emma admits, having missed being able to talk about things like this, not that she ever really did with Walsh or Neal. But sometimes. “Like, it took a quick minute for us to get used to each other, and obviously we still have the awkward moments where something cramps or makes a weird noise like normal. But I can laugh during it, you know? And he very much knows what he’s doing. I’m sure at some point we’ll give you some payback so that you have to hear weird noises like I’ve been stuck listening to for so long.”

“Not even going to apologize for any of that. It’s all been totally worth it.” Ruby is practically giddy, and honestly, that’s how Emma feels right now too. “Have you told David yet?”

Okay, maybe a little less giddy now.

“I was going to tell him tonight after I bring Leo home from whatever it isisI’m taking him to do today.”

“Yeah,” Ruby sighs, picking up her lemon square and taking another bite, “I’m going to need to be a fly on the wall for that conversation.”

“That is not happening. What are we watching? I feel like we need some time together to eat junk food and binge watch TV before I go pick up Leo…alone.”

-/-

“You’re dating who now?”

David is standing in front of her with his arms crossed over his chest, a stern look on his face that makes Emma feel like she’s a teenager and not twenty-seven years old. And alsoalsolike David is her father and not her brother, but he’s always kind of toed the line of his relationship with her. She was really hoping for friend David right now.

Like, really hoping.

It’s been a very long day full of waking up early and having to work up the nerves to tell Ruby that she’s dating Killian, which went much more smoothly than she was anticipating. But then all of her nerves disappeared only to show up again on the train ride over to pick up Leo so that she could watch him while Mary Margaret went to work the afternoon summer program that she’s been working. Leo was fine, as he always is, and she thoroughly enjoyed taking him to the park down the street from their house even if it was approximately the temperature of hell outside and then taking him to get ice cream, which was definitely for Leo and not at all for her.

(It was definitely for her and the sweat that was dripping down her back.)

But then she’d brought Leo home, the two of them reveling in the air conditioning, and in had walked David still completely and totally in work mode and asking her all these questions about what segments she’s working on and when she’d be interested in commentating since he’s starting to get that ball rolling. That had inevitably led to them talking about the team’s stats for the year and how things could change but unless something drastic happens, they’re going to make it to the playoffs. And somehow, as always in her life recently, the conversation turned to Killian Jones.

So, naturally, she blurted out that she was dating him since it was only she and David standing in the kitchen, Leo in the living room playing a game on his Xbox with headphones on.

This whole confessing secrets thing isn’t going exactly to plan for her. She wonders how it’s going for Killian. Or if he’s even told anyone. They haven’t had a chance to talk. She tried texting him on the subway, but he didn’t answer.

“Killian Jones,” Emma says calmly (at least that’s how she hopes it sounds) in response to David’s question. It was probably a rhetorical one, especially considering she very clearly told him who she was dating. Sometimes David needs a little push.

“Killian Jones? Starting pitcher for the Yankees, number twenty-nine, asked-you-out-on-live-television Killian Jones?”

Emma nods her head, really wishing that Mary Margaret was here to make David not seem so scary. Mary Margaret would be hugging her and talking about how happy she is and inviting Killian over for dinner so that she could gush about just how much she loves watching him play and how happy he is to be dating Emma.

Yeah, she definitely should have waited on Mary Margaret to get here because Emma is very much a coward right now as if David’s reaction could somehow impact how she feels about Killian.

“When did this happen?”

“End of April.”

“Is he good to you?”

“Yep.”

“Did he force you into this relationship?”

“Yes, David, I’m being held hostage.” He opens his mouth to say something, and Emma reaches forward to slap at his shoulder. “No, you idiot. I asked him out because I wanted to, and it’s worked really well. You don’t have to go all protective brother worrying about me. You know the guy.”

“Yeah, that’s exactly what worries me.”

“What worries you? You say nice things about him all the time. I literally see it at the bottom of your emails.”

“That’s as a baseball player, not as your boyfriend.”

“There’s no difference.”

“There’s all the difference in the world!”

“Oh my gosh,” Emma groans, covering her face with her hands. This is definitely much more of what she expected, but she did not think that David was going to go all macho man on her. She thought it would be a little less ridiculous then this. At least he hasn’t “forbade” her from seeing him or something ridiculous like that. “You are being stupid, and I’m not going to listen to it. Does Killian have a past? Yes. And it’s no different than yours or mine except his was extremely public.”

“That is not the tune you were singing after he asked you out.”

“Because I was pissed,” she shouts, only to remember that Leo is just a few feet away. “Because I was pissed,” Emma repeats, whispering this time. “It was embarrassing for me, and I thought it was another case of a man hitting on me because he thought he had a right to me simply because I work on TV. Obviously, it wasn’t a great thing, but believe me, Killian and I have had several talks about it.”

David clicks his tongue, and she might as well sit down and get comfortable for how this conversation is going. “And what’s going to happen when this gets out to the public?”

“It’s not going to.”

The most dramatic sigh in the history of all sighs passes through David’s lips, and while he’s having whatever kind of conniption that he’s having, Emma turns around and grabs a bottle of water out of the fridge. Maybe if she has to pee enough, she can get out of this conversation.

“Emma,” he finally says, the scowl on his lips having turned into the slightest, smallest smile, “I love you, and I love that you are happy. I’m over the moon at that because all I’ve ever wanted for you to be happy, but it’s a little naïve to think that this isn’t going to get out into the public. I know that it’s worked so far, and obviously pretty well, but something – someone – is going to slip up. It might not be for a few months, or maybe another year if you guys are careful, but it’s going to happen. And you’re going to have to know how to deal with that professionally.”

He’s right. Of course he is. He’s always right about these things. David has been around the block a few too many times not to know what he’s talking about. David has dealt with situations just like this, even if it wasn’t her in the situation. He’s seen what happens when a woman in sports broadcasting gets involved with a player and how that impacts the woman’s career, not the man’s. And that’s at the small scale. As much as Emma wishes she and Killian were a small scale, they’re the biggest freaking scale that there is, at least in New York. It’s nine months after the Series, and she still gets stopped on the street, still gets snide comments in the office that are just smart enough not to be reportable to HR, and she still gets asshole baseball players asking why no one on the team is fucking her like just because she’s available and female means that she’s there for one of them to have sex with.

Holy shit.

Panic rises in her throat, the air passageways blocking up, and Emma has to actively tell herself to breathe in and out, to inhale and exhale. Even that is not calming her down, is not calming down the way that her stomach is twistingtwistingand her heart is pounding and holy shit.

Even with all of the careful thoughts and consideration and just how much she thinks about this, she has been so wrapped up in how happy she is and how Killian makes her smile to actively think about the future.

That’s never been her strong suit.

When she looks up at David, she knows that panic is written all across her face, that there are tears filling her eyes, and she knows that it’s those two things that have David’s stern face disappearing into a look of compassion as he moves toward her and wraps her in a hug, his hand cupping the back of her head like he always does. He’s so much bigger than her, always has been, and it’s weirdly comforting how much a hug from someone who can actually hold you is.

“Hey,” he whispers, the hand that’s not cupping the back of her head running up and down her back, “it’s okay, Emma. It’s okay. I didn’t mean to freak you out. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” she mumbles into his chest.

“It’s not. You’re a smart girl, smarter than most people I work with every day, and I’m sure that you thought all of this through. I shouldn’t have gotten onto you like that when you were just trying to tell me you were happy. I’m so glad that you’re happy, honey. That is all I’ve ever wanted for you. The same with Mom and Mary Margaret and Leo. We all just want you to be happy, and I will help you stay happy as long as I can and deal with the inevitable assholes when they come.”

Emma nods her head against David, tightening her arms around his waist, and despite the fact that she’s still kind of upset with him for making her feel like this when she’s had a really good few hours, she’s so thankful to finally be open with him again. With Ruby too. It’s been so hard lying to the both of them, and she never wants to do that again even though she knows that she will. It’s in her nature to hide things.

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Why don’t you invite Killian over for dinner sometime soon? I want to meet him, officially.”

“What are we talking about in here?” Mary Margaret asks, and the two of them spring back from each other to look at her carrying three paper bags of groceries.

Emma looks over at David as she wipes her eyes, hoping the tears aren’t too awful, and before she can say anything, David speaks, “Emma has a new boyfriend.”

“What?” Mary Margaret gasps, dropping the bags onto the countertop.

“She’s dating Killian Jones.”

“Hey,” Emma laughs, slapping his arm even as she laughs, the change in his tone and the smile on his face lightening her heart.

“David,” Mary Margaret starts, furiously unpacking the bags, “you’re cooking dinner tonight. Emma and I have some things to talk about.”

#catch me if you can #cs fic #cs ff #captain swan fic #captain swan

[ao3feed-bnha-girls]

And the Leaves Would Grow Again

And The Leaves Would Grow Again by skeletal1bra

21-year-old student Uraraka Ochako finds herself in the middle of a hurricane of self-doubt as she works two part-time jobs to be able to pay her college fee. While dealing with her the memories from the past, she meets a foxy lady at the club and realises that change is the only way to move past the stale period of her life that she is stuck in. But will this girl be more of a trouble to her than she is a lifeline? Will her friends be able to help her out while they struggle with their own problems that come with adult life?

“What they don't know is that these leaves are to grow again. Snow will fall and nature will fall asleep. But one day, with what could be interpreted as an inner power, these leaves ought to grow again. With a single kick of a raindrop, the fruits shall fall and the flowers shall bloom. And just like that, the world just never stops turning.”

Words: 6586, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Toga Himiko, Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A, Shirakumo Oboro, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Iida Tenya, other people too yknow i can't bother, i think it's pretty clear like just everyone interesting is there, except for like mineta i don't really care about him

Relationships: Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shirakumo Oboro & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Iida Tenya & Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Mineta/Trash, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo

Additional Tags: References to Depression, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Yakuza, smut later maybe, i cannot really write smut, don't be too hopeful, Fluff, shinso crushing on his friend, y'all know it, ill add tags later, Kaminari Denki is a Good Friend, Everyone Is Gay, i can't do tags for shit, Iida Tenya is a Good Friend, Autistic Iida Tenya, what are these tags i don't undestand half of what they mean, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor's Bad Parenting, this gay stuff yall, Drinking, Anxiety Attacks, Kaminari Denki Has ADHD, also give uraraka some love, Bisexual Uraraka Ochako, Bisexual Midoriya Izuku, Mentioned Shirakumo Oboro, i make you cry with oboro, you cry at oboro, what the fuck is wrong with me holy shit, mineta is trashcan, also Eri, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Eri, Pining Uraraka Ochako, Sweet Toga Himiko, Dabi is Todoroki Touya, i will add some, can i though, murderous lesbians baby, gay ass todoroki family, this is too much work

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26089138

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Togachako #♥ #Togachako #Tododeku· #🎈 #💉 #⚢ #R:T #A:Skeletal1bra #Gangster AU #Hurt Comfort

[ao3feed-shinkami]

And The Leaves Would Grow Again

by skeletal1bra

21-year-old student Uraraka Ochako finds herself in the middle of a hurricane of self-doubt as she works two part-time jobs to be able to pay her college fee. While dealing with her the memories from the past, she meets a foxy lady at the club and realises that change is the only way to move past the stale period of her life that she is stuck in. But will this girl be more of a trouble to her than she is a lifeline? Will her friends be able to help her out while they struggle with their own problems that come with adult life?

“What they don’t know is that these leaves are to grow again. Snow will fall and nature will fall asleep. But one day, with what could be interpreted as an inner power, these leaves ought to grow again. With a single kick of a raindrop, the fruits shall fall and the flowers shall bloom. And just like that, the world just never stops turning.”

Words: 6586, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Toga Himiko, Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Shirakumo Oboro, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Iida Tenya, other people too yknow i can't bother, i think it's pretty clear like just everyone interesting is there, except for like mineta i don't really care about him

Relationships: Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shirakumo Oboro & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Iida Tenya & Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Mineta/Trash, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo

Additional Tags: References to Depression, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Yakuza, smut later maybe, i cannot really write smut, don't be too hopeful, Fluff, shinso crushing on his friend, y'all know it, ill add tags later, Kaminari Denki is a Good Friend, Everyone Is Gay, i can't do tags for shit, Iida Tenya is a Good Friend, Autistic Iida Tenya, what are these tags i don't undestand half of what they mean, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor's Bad Parenting, this gay stuff yall, Drinking, Anxiety Attacks, Kaminari Denki Has ADHD, also give uraraka some love, Bisexual Uraraka Ochako, Bisexual Midoriya Izuku, Mentioned Shirakumo Oboro, i make you cry with oboro, you cry at oboro, what the fuck is wrong with me holy shit, mineta is trashcan, also Eri, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Eri, Pining Uraraka Ochako, Sweet Toga Himiko, Dabi is Todoroki Touya, i will add some, can i though, murderous lesbians baby, gay ass todoroki family, this is too much work

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/26089138

#kaminari denki/shinsou hitoshi #shinkami #kamishin #ao3 #fanfic

[lcnguor]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

Are they underrated?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO.

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon?  — Since she is an OC with her own lore I would say pretty much . Of course there are some heres and theres and she changed a lot from the first time I dragged her out of the void of my head . I originally wanted to make more of a gag character but ended up taking too much of the screen if I’m honest . but of course , since there is many other lores and crossovers are a must , some things change once or twice .

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  —  Nora is a mentor character , supportive and most likely to be the ace under the sleeve like a Kisuke Urahara from Bleach or Sinbad from Magi --- you know there’s something fishy but there is a charm that even thought they are slidding in the background for the main character , their relevance is vast . As a mentor characters , she would often help with insight , understanding of complex things , giving moral lessons and giving others a sense of security whilst also making sure to throw hints about a doubious nature . Keeping a character around her to keep their feet on ground while never shooting down their hopes and dreams .

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  —  She is not approachable unless you have enough guts to -- perhaps even looks intimidating or hard to come up with something plausible to make the meeting more natural . And honestly , she looks like a mainstream angst character at first glance --- even I myself believe this and start having second thoughts ... :laughs:  

What inspired you to rp your muse?  —  An old project I had archived in my closet of memories (?). She was the main , nameless character of a journal about , well , her and the emotions she had to deal with in the everyday . I will be seriously honest ... it was a self insert :blushes: after all it was like a personal journal I was doing on my darkest days . But after that , she became Sable -- the first character on her own -- who also served as a mentor ( but the story was much more dark , seriously ) and then just came to this . I even used the pre-prototype name lol . The idea was to put the whole story into a RPG pixel game or a short comic series where she ( Sable ) and the protagonist would wander around a city called “Nobody’s Home” , a place were people with “thats” ( what now are called Stalkers ) got dragged into and either confront their emotions and solve / comes in terms with them or get eaten by them ( a metaphor for suicide or dead by mental illness ) . The story was more or less about Sable teaching Nona ( the genderless protagonist ) about different mental states , issues and others and helping people solve them so they can return to the real world . Needless to say , the story ends with Nona returning after coming in terms with their condition ( funnily enough , the protagonist had a bunny shaped emotion ) while on the other hand Sable stayed behind along with her closest friend , who she question why he keeps being around if he could return himself , to what he replies he doesn’t want to leave her alone esp since she can no longer return --- hinting Sable committed suicide but by sheer will power remained there to help others to deal with what she couldn’t . Voez , the friend I mention , is even Victor from her current lore . Haha , I like recycling I guess . When I came with Nora , it was mostly to kill time and altered her base story a bit since the original plot was way to close up to make an interaction .

What keeps your inspiration going?  —  How well received she became , I know it sounds a bit ... uh , bad . But I honestly never expected people to like her . heck I even have my doubts about myself liking her haha . plus I know it’s not easy to deal with a character with a somewhat meta power ... I still struggle from time to time but I’m managing and having the support I have atm is something that keeps me going . I love plot a shit lot . I love to come up with ideas with others . To expand what I already have . besides , there is so much I haven’t write down yet that is about her lore but I’m a bit insecure yet . I guess I’m too used to forums where everyon follows a general plot haha ... old habits die hard .

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO / EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO / 50-50

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO, I HATE DRABBLES.

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day?  YES/ NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO / .... UHHHH

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / HAHA NO.

Are you a sensitive person?  YES VERY MUCH A LOT / NO.

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?  —  I haven’t got any so far --- which honestly surprises me because well ... there is so much that can bother people . as I said , I received a lot of support and praise , which also surprises me haha ... I won’t deny I would love to hear what people think , even if I later end up riding the anxiety train to the moon but it’s also a way to grow up , I believe . god ... I sound like nora Uu

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?  —  I absolute love this and need this . It comes easier for me to make a 20 word pages of information about stuff if I’m asking specifically about it . even add explanatory drawings with it lolol since I’m kinda bad with words . besides , showing me interest on a character would just fire the heck out of me to keep going . I mean , everyone likes to get some curiosity and a chance to develop more their characters , canon or not .

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?  —  I would for sure . I’m not smart and I actually do a shit ton of research --- but even so I can miss a lot of shit people would say <nah that’s not how it works> and that would be helpful as heckie . but of course , needing the why also would tell me if the person disagreeing is doing it with a solid ground or just because they are being a piece of crap . I’m really tired of tumblr mentality and shitty people who aren’t mature enough to act decently .

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?  —  you cannot like everyone or have everyone like you either . I don’t really care much ... esp since nora is an original character . if it constructive critisism , okay -- I will take it , but gimme a solid reason other than “ your character is / is not ... “ and then give a crappy critique because she doesn’t fit your agenda or standards .

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?  —  you are fucking free to unfollow me and ignore me for the rest of your life . I really don’t get the point of hating on the internet just because and keep promoting your hate just to be a pain in the ass .

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?  —  I fucking wrote in my rules that people are even fricking free to fix my grammar and english because holy heck , even to this day I still do some ugly shit . I’m dumb , help ...

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?   —  ehhhhhhhhhhhhh, kinda . I take everything with water . whenever it’s of ideology , people as it is , characters ... I am quite tolerant and try to keep the “okay this person thinks this way , fine .” but as long as nobody crosses the line where they try to spoil it for me or others , I get super bitter . I love OOC , getting to know the one behind the character makes me feel more secure about coming to them and just rambling about plots and hcs and whatever idea got in my mind . but if I see someone and , forgive me god for misjudging , see them as a person that will put me on my nerves -- I won’t even try . as for the friends I have and those who don’t know me as much ... I am obnoxiously sporadic and have a lot of ups and downs very often . one day I could be talking 100 words per second others I will just take a fucking week to respond . honestly , I had mined my social skills for two years plus several other irl stuff previous to that , so I’m always a bit too anxious around people , esp people I REALLY like . I’m insecure as heck , if someone is vague ( just because , idk , it was a lazy day for them ) I think at least 10 different reason why probably that person hates me now . I’m a bit dumb 26 year old baby .......... but I’m very aware that is completely on me . I’m a mess.......  so , what was the question again ??? ... I , yeah ... it’s a kinda . but I try , at least haha.

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

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[mint-yooxgi]

~Mint-Yooxgi’s Fic Recs~

Since a few of you have been asking, and since I've been wanting to do this for a while, here they are! In no particular order, here are some of my favourite fics I've read so far on Tumblr by some amazing authors. As I read more, more stories will be added to the list, but these are the ones that I could think of off the top of my head currently. So, without further ado, here are some of my fic recs!

BTS

I Won’t Stop You - Vampire!Jungkook X Reader Series by @imsarabum

Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Now, normally I don’t read long series, or many Jungkook fics since he’s not my bias, but let me tell you something. This series is one of the best series I have had the pleasure of reader. The way the characters are described and the emotions they go through make you feel like they’ve come to life. I love the way it’s written, and how the author puts their own twist on a seemingly classic supernatural creature. The sexual tension alone is enough to get one hot and bothered before any smut actually takes place. Plus, the way the OC is written is very strong, where she’s able to stand up for herself and is also very headstrong. I really enjoyed that aspect. I highly recommend this series to anyone who hasn't read it yet.

Blue Orchids - Jungkook X Reader by @inktae

Angst, A little bit of fluff

Says I don't read many Jungkook fics yet my first two on my rec post are both Jungkook fics. Anyways, I remember seeing this fic on so many fic rec posts before and I always put off reading it since I'm not a huge fan of angst unless I'm in the mood. I wish I read this one sooner. This was one of the first fics that introduced me to the Hanahaki Desease concept and from the first few paragraphs I was hooked. The way the emotions are portrayed, and the overall progression of the story had my heart clenching in pain over the course of this fic. I enjoyed reading this fic and thought it was very well written and paced.

Demon Ritual Series - BTS X Reader by @sopewriters

Horror, Smut

Now, anyone who knows me knows that I love anything supernatural, dark, and creepy (hence my love for Yandere! themed stories). These were actually some of the first fics I read when I was starting to get into the K-Pop community. They’re all very well written with their own interesting plots, plus the added element of smut adds for an even more compelling read. If you scare easily, I recommend reading with the lights on since these stories are all based on very real demon summoning rituals.

The Endless Winter - Jimin X Reader by @workofteaguk

Fluff, Idol/Fan!AU, Soulmate!AU

I remember when this popped up on my dash and I read the summary, I was intrigued, When I read it, I was not disappointed. I love the way this specific AU is portrayed since I happen to be a sucker for soulmate AUs. I was highly impressed with the flow of the story and how the series of events take place. I really like it.

EXO

The Cartel - EXO X Reader Series by @kpopfanfictrash, @iwonchubebe, @changseobbing, @bread-jinie, @imdifferentshadesofpurple, @def-initely-soul, @knockknocksoosthere, and @mak-baes (I hope I tagged everyone!)

Mature, Smut

Once I read the first two stories in the series, I was hooked. Each writer has a unique way of bringing their characters and AU to life. I was never disappointed with this series. The fact that it’s all based around a 70′s drug cartel just makes things more interesting, and usually I'm not a fan of these types of AUs. I remember being so excited for each instalment before they were released and how happy I was when I saw the next part posted. Each story flows well into the next, and you can easily follow the chain of events that continues throughout the series. This series is definitely one of my favourites along with I Won’t Stop You.

Deranged - EXO (Suho) X Reader Series by @heebiejbies

Psychological!AU, Angst

In which Junmyeon has a dissociative identity disorder and each member of EXO is a different identity. I read it all in a few hours and after I was done the most recent part, I remember being like, ‘I can't wait to see what happens next!’ The whole idea and concept surrounding this fic is so intriguing and I absolutely love the way each character is portrayed and the sequence of events that have occurred so far. This series is written brilliantly and I cannot wait for more!

Nothing More - Baekhyun X Reader Series by @peachykaix

Angst

This was another series I was hesitant to start since angst hurts me in so many ways, but it was so worth the read. I loved every second of this fic, and the way it is written is so beautiful. The way the emotions are portrayed really tug at my heartstrings. I remember reading part one before class and wanting to read the next part immediately after, but I had to wait. It was worth it, and my heart was aching by the time I was finished reading it.

Exodus Mall Series - EXO X Reader by @yehet-me-up

Fluff, Smut

I’ve only read a few of the stories posted so far, but I'm already in love. I love the buildup of fluff scenes, they make me feel all soft on the inside, and the progression just makes for a great story. I’m excited to continue reading this series and for more parts to come out! I love the way the author also interconnects each story with each other. It amazes me the time and effort spent planning this all out, and they're doing such a good job so far!

Devil’s Advocate - Vampire!Chanyeol X Angel!Reader by @nunchiwrites

Action, Fluff, Angst, Thriller, Vampire!AU, Angel!AU

Now, when I say this is a good series, this is a good series. I remember when I first came across it when I first got into the K-Pop community on Tumblr, I thought it was going to be completely different than how it turned out, so I put off reading it for a bit. This story completely blew away my expectations and flipped what I thought about it upside-down. I absolutely love the way the characters are portrayed, and everything leading up to the end flows so smoothly and leaves you wanting more after each chapter. Plus, I love how there’s fight in the OC instead of just surrendering immediately.

Of Lemongrass and French Vanilla - Werewolf!Jongdae X Reader also by @nunchiwrites

Fluff, Action, Thriller, Mystery, Werewolf!AU

Literally one of the best Jongdae fics I have read so far. I love everything about this fic and the situations that occur in it. The way the scenario plays out made me want to read it as soon as I could to figure out what happened next. I also love the portrayal of the characters and overall the way it is written. Plus, I'm a sucker for any typer of soulmate AUs.

Scars - Sehun X Reader by @forexcapism

Angst, Soulmate!AU

Remember that post I made awhile back regarding this fic? No? Well let me remind you. This fic is so beautifully written and progressed, your heart will be aching the whole time you read it. The portrayal of emotions and scenes are so well written, that this fic actually brought me close to tears, and I don’t normally get too emotional over fics. I love this fic so much, and it’s sequel. Honestly, everything on their masterlist is a pleasure to read!

I’m Here - Kyungsoo X Reader also by @forexcapism

Horror

The entire concept of this fic had me intrigued, even just by reading the title I was hooked. The element of suspense and horror situated throughout this fic is just the perfect amount, and it definitely sent a few chills down my back as I was reading it. I definitely recommend it if you love supernatural type fics with the element of horror. Plus, it’s written very well.

Pink - Sehun X Reader by @soobadnoonecanstopher

Humour, Smut, Fluff, Neighbour!AU

Reading this, I'm not sure what I was expecting, but I could not keep the smile off my face as I read the first half of this fic. It’s very well paced and feels like an actual situation that could happen. Plus, the added sexual tension and smut at the end makes for one hot story. I love this fic, and I highly recommend you read it, as you won't be disappointed.

All Yours - Sub!Jongin X Reader by @silhouetted-beauty

Slight Angst, Smut

Holy shit is this ever a good fic! Sub!Jongin? Sign me the fuck up, hell yes! The way this story is written is so sinful, but it does not take away from the plot at all. An added bonus is that this story is told mainly from Jongin’s perspective, a fact that I love. The way this fic is written is so entertaining, and I remember finishing it and thinking, ‘wow, it’s over already?’ It is that good.

GOT7

A Theory - GOT7 X Reader Series by @maknae-unnie

Angst, Smut

In which all seven members of GOT7 take the OC on a wild ride, with the influence of Jimin and Taehyung, of course. Let me just say, I love the concept behind this fic and the way it’s written will have you smirking in no time (or blushing, idk). I definitely recommend it.

Seven Steps To Hell - GOT7 X Reader Series also by @sopewriters

Seven Cardinal Sins!AU, Drama, Angst, Smut

Each of the members as one of the seven deadly sins? Yes please! Each story has a unique take on these sins and how the sins are portrayed. I love the entire concept surrounding this fic and it is very well written. This is definitely not your typical seven deadly sins fic. I love how each of their characters are portrayed, and how the OC’s character is as well. It definitely gives you something to think about.

7 Days of Heaven - GOT7 X Reader Series by @yg-got7scenarios

Smut, Fluff

What better way to celebrate your birthday than with the guys of GOT7? How about a week vacation where each night you get a different member to live out a confessed drunken fantasy with? Score! Honestly though, I love the whole idea behind this series as it’s unique, and hilarious to read at the beginning of each fic what the OC unknowingly confesses to certain members while drunk. This series made me learn some new things about myself too, if you know what I mean. *Wink, wink* In all seriousness though, I really enjoyed this and I love the way it’s written.

Pull of the Moon - Werewolf!Jaebum X Reader by @honghearts

Werewolf!AU, Fluff, Smut, Friends to lovers!AU

When I say please read this fic, please read this fic! The way it’s written is so amazing and I really felt for JB for the first little bit. Plus, it was really hot. This is literally one of my favourite fics that I always go back to because I love the plot, the smut, and the flow of the story. You will not be disappointed if you read this fic. Another early fic of mine the I found when getting into K-Pop.

Monsta X

The Line Between Right and Wrong - Vampire!Wonho X Chubby!Reader by @jaehyunskitten22

Smut, Fluff, Vampire!AU

Words cannot even begin to describe how I feel about this fic. I love it so much, and it’s so damn sexy! I also really appreciate the fact that it’s with a chubby!reader as sometimes it’s hard to picture myself in certain fics as I'm not the skinniest person out there. I remember when I chanced upon this fic, I was immediately blown away by the writing style and the concept. Literally everything on their masterlist is gold. I love this fic so much, and I highly recommend reading it!

VIXX

Proud - Ken X Reader by @byleo

Fluff, Smut, First time!AU

This fic is literally the reason I started biasing Ken in the first place. It’s written so well, and it’s so hot, I love every single aspect of it. Not only is it written well, but it is more from the point of view of Ken, which just adds onto the story in my opinion. The first time AU incorporated into this fic is literally the sweetest thing ever, you will not regret reading this one bit!

#kinda long but oh well #fic rec #fics #fic recs #recommendations #fic recommendation #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #kpop scenario #kpop angst #kpop fluff #Kpop au #BTS #EXO #VIXX #Monsta X #GOT7 #bts scenarios #exo scenarios #vixx scenarios #monsta x scenarios #got7 scenarios

[ilvatu]

Pokemon, What is Cheating? (Hacked vs. Cloned)

Been playing quite a bit of Pokemon Sword/Shield lately and they have just released the first content pack the Isle of Armour. It’s more of the same if you liked the core game, and adds not a huge amount of additional game, but a new “Wild Area” to explore, as well as a huge number of (new/old/additional) Pokemon to the game. I’ve enjoyed it, but I could see how some people could be disappointed with the additional content. 

ANYWAY, playing the games long enough to do more than simply beat them means you have higher goals in mind. Catch ‘em all? Sure, gotta complete that Pokedex. But also? Get a good team, or an ideal team. Which on some level or another will require you to breed for stats/abilities, feed them bottle caps, mints, and perfect IVs and EVs. Not  to mention shiny Pokemon, which are just extremely rare Pokemon with an alternative color palate. 

Naturally it would be easier to trade for some of these mons than acquire them yourself. How can you be sure the Pokemon you receive is legitimate? What is legitimate? 

Hacking mons into your game is a thing. Hilarious even, when you consider twitch.tv/oakslab is a thing. Oakslab will generate any mon you want and trade it to you, for free. So, this is clearly cheating. I don’t have a problem with it, if people want to use it. I have. Hold it against me if you want. It is what it is. 

The problem is when people who want to play the game “”legitimately”” want to acquire Pokemon from other people in a trade. The lengths they will go through to ensure the Pokemon is legit, and how other questionable methods are somehow ok is where I’m stumped. Because fabricating a mon into the game is wrong, but having someone clone one that they found legitimately and then give you the clone is morally superior to hacking. 

I’m going to take a step back for a minute and walk through the exposure I had to this issue. I’ll try to say what I know about the websites, streams, and/or communities involved. 

So, my goal was to have a perfect team. There may be no such thing, but I had a list of mons that I wanted and I wanted to see how good I could get it. I had the mons I wanted, but their stats and abilities were not ideal. There are two ways to get a Pokemon's stats perfect. You can improve an existing Pokemon or you can breed a better one. You can use a bottle cap on an existing Pokemon in order to “hyper train” that stat to be perfect. You can also use items like mints to get their nature adjusted. But the ability the Pokemon has is stuck. You need to have the ability you want as there is no way to change it.

The other way, through, breeding can be more time consuming but over the long term can result in consistently amazing Pokemon.  In order to fix this issue on my own I would need to repeatedly breed Pokemon together in order to get the result I need. I wanted to choose this path, mostly because I felt the long-term benefit would result in an easier or faster way to get new mons the way I wanted faster. 

Enter Ditto. The Pokemon that can breed with everything. Every Pokemon can breed with a Ditto, even Pokemon that can’t typically breed with each other, or gender-less Pokemon. I did have a Ditto, but its stats suffered from the same issue my other mons did. They were trash. Also, Ditto cannot breed with other Dittos. Apparently this would result in a gravy train so rich that even the developers thought it shouldn’t be possible. Also, if you breed a Pokemon that has been hyper trained, it’s hyper trained stats do not transfer. It will pass on its original shitty stats. The only way to get a perfect Ditto is to catch one or trade for one. Each Pokemon has six stats with 31 possibilities. Finding a Ditto in the wild with perfect stats would be (1/31)^6 or 1 in 887,503,681. Terrible fucking odds. 

Subnote: you can find Dittos with good stats yourself via max raid battles, but manipulating the spawns for them seems just as cheaty as any of the methods I am about to go over, but would likely result in still costing a greater amount of time. 

So at this point I was like “fuck it.” I’m going to try to find someone on the internet to trade me one. Just get one good Ditto from an outside source and then I can breed to my heart’s content. To Google. I found two sources of Pokemon at this point, which I will go over in turn. The first was a Subreddit which boiled down to “we’ll give you a Ditto of your choice, once every 48 hours.” I had to install Pokemon Home on my phone and Switch, but I did receive three perfect Dittos this way. I also learned about natures, which is why I got three Dittos. Op success.

I also discovered Oak’s lab, which I went over in some detail before. But through Oakslab I had my first exposure to Pokemon Showdown and the community there. Specifically the “Wifi” community, which is going to consist of the real meat of this post. In order to request a Pokemon from the Oakslab stream, you have to first export one you made using Showdown’s Teambuilder. I did this, got my mon, sweet. Also Showdown’s Teambuilder is a fun tool that lets me screw around with stats and stuff. Very useful as a tool for theory crafting. 

My other thought is that I could just be lazy. Get a Pokemon via Oakslab, breed it with a Ditto, and take the resulting Pokemon which would have all of my trainer info on it. Would that Pokemon be legal? Hell no, but there’s no way to prove otherwise, right? Oh how wrong I am. I have done this method of breeding what I want a few times. I don’t care, and nobody I ever play with will likely ever notice. But holy fuck is this community insane about what is and is not cheating. 

So the MOTD of the Wifi chat room for Pokemon Showdown is what sparked me to write this. Not just the dichotomy of writing in bold letters about how hacked Pokemon are the devil, while at the same time having an approved list of “cloners,” but for having one of the most through and detailed proof requirements that I have seen of any game. Even Goldeneye “Elite” mods like Goose don’t have proof requirements this detailed. And that dude is really fucking into busting the balls of proof requirements on a number of games, not just Goldeneye.

The proof requirements are insane, but they essentially want you to create a video that shows you catching the Pokemon, and then going and viewing its stats and other info. They also want you to use an out-of-game tool to publish your seed and time of day and stuff. Like, in order to prove that your Pokemon isn’t hacked you have to prove that you have the ability to hack Pokemon. 

BUT, clones are OK and christian. Here are a list of people who can do it for you.

Of course, any issue found with a mon you have here results in a ban. They have no other method of control and couldn’t possibly understand why people wouldn’t keep a cache videos of every mon they’ve ever caught ever. 

Its more of a whitelist thing, I’d guess. Like, your mon might not be illegal, but if you don’t have direct evidence of it’s legality then you can’t trade it. 

I suppose if you want to keep your game completely legitimate that is the same as me choosing to use hacked Pokemon. It wouldn’t be right for me to claim that I have a real one and then give them my genned Oakslab stuff. But at the same time having someone clone a shiny mon from someone else so you can both have one is ok. Everyone should be allowed to play the game how they see fit, I just think that it’s insanity that they think that this sort of proof is sufficient and yet easy for laypeople to compile. 

This all flies in the face of the existence of Oakslab, which churns out hacked Pokemon as fast as it can, and it has almost a thousand people waiting in line to get theirs during peak times for EU. 

It also flies in the face of Showdown in general. A website where you can just use a tool to make any team you want and battle with it in a simulator with other people as much as you want. A battle simulator for a game they have no affiliation with. 

Lastly, it flies in the face of the base game. There is specifically a rule in Wifi that says that if you received a Pokemon through GTS (Pokemon Home strangers donating mons to you) or if you received one through a “Surprise Trade” or through the game trading system, that they are likely hacked and prohibited from trade. In other words, they acknowledge that people in-game are handing out hacked mons willy-nilly and that if you participate in these systems you are likely acquiring hacked Pokemon. 

I did receive a shiny Magikarp in surprise trade recently which I suspect is legitimate. I will be using it as if it were. It has me thinking though, that it might be hacked. It doesn’t bother me so much, but I know that I could not trade this on their website because I cannot prove its legitimacy. 

I am trying to withhold judgement as much as I can here. My issue isn’t really with the people who want hacked Pokemon, or the people who want to only acquire legitimate mons. My real gripe is with the people who run Showdown seem to be determining morality for people. They are dominating the grey area between copying Pokemon games, and what is morally allowed to be traded. Why is a cloned Pokemon ok but a hacked one not? What difference is it if you used in-game mechanics to achieve the same result? 

As long as people are straight forward about how they acquired whatever they trade I wouldn’t have an issue with it. The Pokemon giveaways subreddit doesn’t have an issue with how you acquired it as long as you disclose it. They have tags for legit, cloned, and hacked. It should be up to the user to determine what is acceptable to them. 

I will end by saying that doing cheats or immoral things like duping Pokemon has been possible since Gen 1 Red/Blue days.Pulling the link cable before the trade was done, or abusing missingno for unlimited master balls or other items. I don’t really see this as any better than cloning or Oakslab. Back then we didn’t even have gamefaqs, or if we did we weren’t old enough to ask our parents to dial in to AOL. It was this underground thing. A friend of a friend showed you how to do it, and then you could show your friends. It was all fun and games until someone’s save got corrupted. 

Final thought is that it bothers me that people who operate a website that exists in a legal grey area are very quick to pass judgement on the way other people want to play their game. Maybe it makes the most sense, but maybe don’t throw stones in glass houses is all I’m saying. 

[snarkwriteswrasslin]

FFT: Thoughts of Yesterdays

Ahhh. without your input, this would definitely not have come together like it did and for that, I owe you my life tbh. Either way, this is the first of a 3 act thing. And I really had a blast putting things together, making them kind sorta, maybe... work.

Obligatory Warnings:

cliche mafia!type setting. It’s not outright said, but. The hints are about as subtle as a sledgehammer. Overprotective father. Hints of a past fling between Gulak and this original character ( who conveniently does NOT have a name yet, meep) and swearing. Maaaybe some vaguely written smut in the future but for now? Issa little bit angsty here.

The Squad:

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Forgotten thoughts of yesterday  || Through my eyes I see the past - drift & die, puddle of mudd.

Seeing Drew again felt like slamming into a brick wall going 100+. He left without saying goodbye, just when I was starting to fool myself into thinking maybe getting out of the lifestyle I’d been raised in was possible. Maybe I could be happy… normal.

I hadn’t seen or heard from him since. Until tonight.

I lingered in the doorway of the formal dining room, trying to reign in my sense of shock at seeing him again after all this time.

He wasn’t looking at me, so I breezed in and took my usual seat, staring intently at the plate sat down in front of me. A time or two, I could feel his eyes on me but I didn’t dare look up. It just hurt too damn much and frankly, I didn’t know which part of this hurt worse… The fact that he left without a goodbye a few years ago or the fact that him being here meant that he was now working with my father and if memory served, he wanted to end organized crime, not get right in the middle of it.

,, you’re being childish. You really didn’t know him. Fucking repeatedly does not count. Falling in love with a stranger was never one of your smartest ideas and look where it got you back then.”  the thought taunted me and it only made me decide then and there to keep him at an arms length. To remind myself that as of tomorrow, I was going to start the process of getting away from this life, for good. I’d have to put everything behind me. But until I could, I definitely needed to keep him at arms length.

The tension at the table was so thick you could’ve plucked it out of air and when my father finally saw fit to join us in the second course of the meal, he broke the silence.

“I asked you here tonight Andrew, because tensions are rising and threats have been made against my family. I want you to guard my daughter.”

“With my life, sir.” as soon as he said the words, despite my best efforts, I felt my heart flutter a little. I kept my eyes trained down on my plate and my father turned in his chair to address me. “This means you will go nowhere without Andrew there. You cannot ditch him like you’ve ditched all the others. I’m being serious here, princess. You must stay close to him.”

“Fine, whatever. Is that all you wanted, sir? Because I have things to do. I have to pack for my trip.” I stood abruptly, shoving my chair beneath the dining table. I didn’t bother to glance over at Drew, because in my mind, not only had he possibly lied a few years ago when he blew into my life with all those plans and promises we made while tangled up in each other’s bodies at his old apartment.

,, you were young and naive. You have to know he never meant any of it, look how easily he disappeared. And now he’s back, and everything you thought you knew about him is completely changed. He’s one of your dad’s lackeys now. He’s not his own man, he’s not dismantling this fucked up system like he said he would. He’s a part of it, the violence and greed. He’s no different than your father.”  

“You’re leaving at 6, right?”

“I am, sir.”

“Good. Andrew will be waiting on you in the lobby at 5:30. If you’ll both excuse me, I have a meeting to get to.”

“Have fun robbing people blind and destroying lives.” I muttered mostly to myself as my father made a hasty retreat.

It left Drew and I alone in the room together and after a few seconds, I said the only thing I could manage to for the time being.

“I thought you wanted to put an end to this kind of shit. Not get right in the middle.” I shook my head after saying it and I turned, making my way out the door and for a second or two, Drew hesitated in the doorway in front of me, staring down at me like he wanted to say something… Do something.

“I’ll be waiting at 5:30.” he finally muttered, and I pushed past him, disappearing down the hallway, going straight back for the sanctuary that was my own suite of rooms. Once I was in my room, I flung myself across the California King in the middle of the room and I rolled onto my back, inhaling and exhaling.

Trying to calm down. Trying to puzzle all of this out. Wondering why in the hell he’d come back if he didn’t care enough to stay -or take me with him when he left, my brain threw in bitterly, the first time. I rubbed my temples and slipped out of bed, pacing in front of the floor to ceiling glass window, stopping to press my hand against the cool pane of glass as I stared down at the busy street below.

All I’ve ever wanted was him. Now he’s back and I’m smart enough to realize that what we had was probably only the heat of the moment and that it’s possible everything I ever believed about him was some kind of lie.

And that just made everything that came rushing back when I saw him standing there earlier that much harder to take. Because it kills me to admit this but even after finding out he’s apparently working with my father now, on the wrong side of the law in constant danger, I still want him.

After a few minutes, I reached for my cell phone and fired off a text to my friend Selene. I needed to see if she’d gotten the fake id and the other forged documents I was going to need for my escape.

→ We’re a go for tomorrow. You have my fake id and the passport and stuff, right?

← I got them earlier. Are you sure you want to do this? If you do this, you can’t just go back. You have to stay gone.

→ If I don’t do this then I’m a prisoner here. I’m trapped in this forever. I’m so tired of looking over my shoulder. I’m tired of my father playing dictator too. I want to gtfo before my father does some next level bullshit like arranging a marriage to broker peace. Or whatever cliche shit he can come up with to be like his idol Corleone.

← How’d it go meeting your new hired hunk? Think sleeping with this one will run him off?

→ Remember that guy? The one I thought I’d run away with? Yeah… Suffice to say, I have no interest now. I want out of this life. I don’t want anything sucking me back in. Ever.

← Holy shit? Seriously? He’s the new hired hunk? 

→ Apparently. Pretty sure this means my father is up to something. I mean it’s a little sus. All this time and that guy is the one he hires. 

← you don’t think he knows about you two being hot and heavy back then, do you?

→ it wouldn’t surprise me, but honestly? I don’t fucking care. As of tomorrow, I’m out of all this chaos.

← Did you at least try talking to the guy? Ask him why he left? Why your father hired him?

→ Now why would I go and do a thing like that? It’s not my business. Him and anything related to him being my business ended when I woke up in my bed alone and he vanished.

← How’d he look tonight though? ;)

→ Too fucking irresistable. But nope, that bridge is burned.

I closed the messages and settled in to bed. I had a long day ahead of me tomorrow, and if the past held true now, I was going to have my hands full trying to stay one step ahead of Drew just so I could slip away quietly and escape.

I was going to need my sleep, definitely.

[ao3feed-aizawashouta]

by skeletal1bra

21-year-old student Uraraka Ochako finds herself in the middle of a hurricane of self-doubt as she works two part-time jobs to be able to pay her college fee. While dealing with her the memories from the past, she meets a foxy lady at the club and realises that change is the only way to move past the stale period of her life that she is stuck in. But will this girl be more of a trouble to her than she is a lifeline? Will her friends be able to help her out while they struggle with their own problems that come with adult life?

“What they don’t know is that these leaves are to grow again. Snow will fall and nature will fall asleep. But one day, with what could be interpreted as an inner power, these leaves ought to grow again. With a single kick of a raindrop, the fruits shall fall and the flowers shall bloom. And just like that, the world just never stops turning.”

Words: 6586, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Toga Himiko, Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Shirakumo Oboro, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Iida Tenya, other people too yknow i can't bother, i think it's pretty clear like just everyone interesting is there, except for like mineta i don't really care about him

Relationships: Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shirakumo Oboro & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Iida Tenya & Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Mineta/Trash, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo

Additional Tags: References to Depression, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Yakuza, smut later maybe, i cannot really write smut, don't be too hopeful, Fluff, shinso crushing on his friend, y'all know it, ill add tags later, Kaminari Denki is a Good Friend, Everyone Is Gay, i can't do tags for shit, Iida Tenya is a Good Friend, Autistic Iida Tenya, what are these tags i don't undestand half of what they mean, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor's Bad Parenting, this gay stuff yall, Drinking, Anxiety Attacks, Kaminari Denki Has ADHD, also give uraraka some love, Bisexual Uraraka Ochako, Bisexual Midoriya Izuku, Mentioned Shirakumo Oboro, i make you cry with oboro, you cry at oboro, what the fuck is wrong with me holy shit, mineta is trashcan, also Eri, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Eri, Pining Uraraka Ochako, Sweet Toga Himiko, Dabi is Todoroki Touya, i will add some, can i though, murderous lesbians baby, gay ass todoroki family, this is too much work

#aizawa shouta #aizawa shota #eraserhead #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #fanfic