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euphoricimagination · 2 years

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𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 - 𝐴𝑡𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑢 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

Annoying. Loud. Cocky. Mean. Dumb. Playboy.

Those were some of the words that Atsumu Miya grew up listening. Whether was the school, his classmates, his old team, sometimes even his own twin -although he knew that it was just a banter between brothers and that Samu didn’t really mean it-, those words were always used when describing him. And it’s not that he particularly cared, he doesn’t see the point of worrying for that; but even then there where times that he wished people stop misjudging him.

When he entered to Inarizaki he thought that things were going to change, but oh, how wrong he was. Although his teammates were much more patient and caring that the ones in middle school, the rest of the school seemed to caught up with the rumors rather quickly, leaving him once again being this misjudged character that no one outside of his team cared to get to know – and no, his ‘fans’ didn’t bother either, they only liked him for his looks after all. And once again, he didn’t care. If the rest of Inarizaki wanted to think like that about him, they can, he isn’t going to bother and try to prove them wrong. He was happy just playing volleyball.

And that’s why you caught his attention so quickly.

You arrived to Inarizaki in the middle of May, a month and a half after the school year started due to some unexpected changes. Some girls quickly include you in their group, but he didn’t bother to even look at you. You either became one of his shallow fan girls, you ended up hating him, or just ignore him, he couldn’t care less.

A week passed since you arrived when you two got paired up for a project. That’s when you started to gain his attention. You were nervous at the beginning, he noticed your awkward energy; but he wasn’t a complete asshole, so he acted like nothing just so you two could finish the project as fast as you could.

But the difference was that, once your awkwardness passed, you were actually really nice, leaving him dumbfounded. You didn’t know about the rumors? No, that couldn’t be it, he was sure that your new friends have told you about them…Were you just pretending just so you two could finish quickly too? He didn’t know, but he also didn’t mind, it was a nice change.

Little did he know it’s that you knew every rumor, the girls and guys were quick to inform you that ‘he is an amazing volleyball player, nobody can deny that, but he’s so annoying and mean’. You question why they thought that, what horrible thing he has done to them, but none could give you a proper answer. When you two got paired up you were nervous, yes, but it wasn’t because of those rumors, it was because you are just an awkward human. That day you two talked a lot, and not just about the project.

Atsumu didn’t expect this, he didn’t plan ending with a big crush on you. And the worst part was that everyone could tell. He wasn’t the subtle type, he felt passionately and made sure you knew how special you were to him. You were the only person outside of his team that he ever talks to; curses his fans away if they ever trouble you; put all the attention on him if you weren’t comfortable with it; made sure you were always okay, physically or mentally. The list was endless.

Now, 3 months after that day, you are waiting for him in the gym talking to Samu. They had a practice match today and Tsumu insisted in you coming to see him. He was later than usual, he got caught up buying your favorite snacks at the convini nearby. While you two weren’t dating yet, both of you clearly had feelings for each other. Every member of the Inarizaki team were waiting for one of you to make the first move.

- Sorry angel! I was buying you some snacks so you don’t just sit there watching and lost track of t-ow! What happened? – says when you interrupted him with a hug, him immediately passing his arms to hug you back tightly. His hugs were the best you ever had; they were always tight, yet careful and full of love. They made you feel safe.

- Your fans… - you hate complaining about that, you knew that he couldn’t do much about it. He just sighs, kissing the top of your head while swinging the both of you side to side

- I’m sorry angel, I don’t know what else to do so they leave you alone

- It’s alright, it’s just annoying

- I know…will you cheer for me? – says to you with a smirk on. For him, you were the only important cheer. He doesn’t care about his fans; as long as you were there, he felt like he could win against the world.

- I’ll always cheer for you…and who knows, maybe if you win we can go on a date? – you say building up courage, leaving Atsumu wide eyed at the sudden question. He wanted to ask you out so badly, make you officially his, but you meant so much to him that he wanted to take it slowly and make everything right so you wouldn’t regret dating him.

- You better prepare angel; I’m taking you on the best date ever – says with a small smirk before kissing your cheek. He basically had everything planned, Osamu was sick of hearing him mumble ideas for it.

During the practice match everyone could tell that Atsumu was on fire; they didn’t know what exactly happened, but it was clear that you were the reason for it by the way he always looked at your direction. Inarizaki ended up winning by a large margin; but for the first time ever, Atsumu didn’t play to make his team win, he played to win a date with you. After that date you two were -finally- together.

He loves you so, so much. You are the person that always bring him back to earth whenever he starts to get too cocky for his own good, but also hype him up a lot too. Your hugs after a match are his favorite part of playing; you defend him if someone ever questions your relationship; in the days where he feels like he doesn’t belong anywhere, you are there to tell him how precious he is; even if the world tries to bring him down with hurtful words, he smiles because you’re there with him.

You make him feel loved, understood. You make him feel special. And he hopes you feel special with him too, because he will fight the world just for you to be happy.

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sukirichi · 3 years

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jujutsu kaisen characters as students in high school: (non-canon AU)

featuring: itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, getou suguru, & ryoumen sukuna notes: some parts include you as their friend, or even their high school love! (this is unedited/ not proofread)

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𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐉𝐈

he’s not the brightest bulb, but he makes up for it through hardwork and enthusiasm

yuuji is literally that classmate everyone is just friends with

the type who waves with a smile, saying “good morning!” the moment he walks through that door

with that being said, since he’s everyone’s friend, i headcannon that yuuji doesn’t really have a best friend because he’s so open and available to everyone it’s hard to have just a one on one conversation with him

not to say he’s always surrounded by a crowd that you can’t get near him, but everyone likes talking to yuuji

he just fits in so well and understands people

kind of like how he easily clicked with junpei (please, i miss him, i still can’t believe that he’s...you know...)

whether it’s the guys raving to him about sports

or girls shyly talking about their crush on class or about that new shojo manga

yuuji is open to anything and everyone. this boy wears his heart on his sleeve and he’s honestly such a precious boy, please be kind to him <3

the type of student that gets called to answer in class but isn’t shy to admit he doesn’t know the answer while rubbing the back of his neck

he does pay attention tho

i think it’s canon that yuuji is a dedicated man, like from that time he just watched movies straight and kept his cursed energy controlled so the cursed corpse would stop hitting him

overall, yuuji is a very hard working student!

he wouldn’t get over the top grades, but he’s really proud of himself (and he should be!)

also that one kid in class that is surprisingly good in sports despite his lanky figure and laid back persona, because all the other sports-craved people are always flexing or challenging other captains

but plot twist, this boy is ripped and very, beautifully kept in trim

yeah he’s not really into club activities that much

not because he hates them, but he’s just not that into it. he’s more than glad to join in whatever activities though and enjoys them, but if asked what he’d like to do, it wouldn’t be that first thing that came to mind

in conclusion: itadori yuuji is the class sunflower that lights up everyone’s day 🌻

yuuji’s role: the hard worker!

𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈

hands down, megumi is THAT student

if you’re volunteering in the library, you can sure as hell guarantee you’ll see megumi there

he doesn’t like studying in class because it’s too noisy, so if he’s in school, you’ll always see his name in the library logs

he’s that kid that aces all exams

the type to scowl when he sees a 96% mark because he’s expecting a perfect mark

okay before you come at me, i’m not saying megumi is that annoying smart kid in class that goes, “Oh, I’m so dumb, just a 96?”

no he’s more frustrated at himself because he knows he studied hard and lost sleep over it. he’s just wondering where he went wrong. he has literal note cards and customize flash cards on an app on his phone, waking up every four am and probably taking supplement classes after regular school hours

i headcannon that megumi is someone who always wants to do his best and actually goes through lengths to prove his worth

maybe it stems from having the need to show who he really is and what he’s capable of

but yeah i can totally see him doing that

also that cute student that keeps visiting the cafe every saturday morning, wearing a black hoodie and headphones tucked in, his pretty hands nestling over a book

he looks like a gamer but honestly i don’t think he’s got time for that lmao

would also be that guy people find hard to approach because of his quiet and reserved self

he’s pretty intimidating too

definitely sits beside the window at the back of the class. you can’t fight me on that

just because he’s smart and loves studying, it doesn’t mean he’ll sit on the front row and raise his hand every damn second

the teachers will encourage him to participate in class a little bit more, especially after seeing he’s awkward during group activities, but megumi just really prefers to do things by himself

i also headcannon him eating in the cafeteria like everyone else instead of having his alone time during a rooftop? like idk i can’t picture megumi completely isolating himself like that

he blends in well in a way that you know he’s just like everyone else; a human

but he also stands out in the manner that he’s a lot more introverted and reserved compared to everyone else

surprisingly good during sports and relay games

100% reliable

the type to stay up at midnight to finish a group project, sighing because his groupmates doesn’t care as much as he does, but turns it in anyway the next day

he’d be annoyed at them, but he doesn’t really like confrontation so he doesn’t out them to the teacher like that

but he’s also not someone who lets people walk over him, so he’ll simply say something about his groupmates becoming more responsible and to be serious for once as a “warning”

and yeah, he may be closed off, but once you get really close with him (even better if you have similar interests) you’ll find there’s a lot more to him than what you’ve originally seen and he’s actually a pretty great friend and supportive classmate

would teach you instead of just letting you copy his work or snap pictures of his notes

ugh he’s so responsible and morally right and that’s so attractive help

in conclusion: fushiguro megumi is the hidden gem 💎

megumi’s role: the intellectual outsider!

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

man...i don’t know how to start this

i’ve said this about megumi, but gojo is also that student

no, in fact, he’s THE student

everyone loves him. literally everyone

the teachers? smitten

his classmates? in love

the school guard? calls him by his first name

the cleaning lady? turns into a star with the way she lightens up when he’s there

the cafeteria staff? yeah free food because he’s gojo satoru

gojo is what i like to call the “one who has it all” because....well, he kind of does

he’s really smart and talented, which comes as a surprise to everyone in the first day of school when he nearly gets kicked out for falling asleep in class

only for everyone to be shocked that he knows the answer already and the teacher is only discussing chapter 1 lmao

yeah he’d be that kid who always sleeps in class

or is playing games on his phone behind an open textbook

he literally doesn’t listen to what the teacher is saying at all - or at least that’s what he wants you to think

man is a god at multitasking and his seatmate would snicker because he’s crushing his enemies at a phone game, but then gojo coolly corrects the teacher about history or something

he’s pretty laid back tbh

but when he’s got everyone’s attention on him? ofc he’d show off

basketball meats are wild. even students from neighbouring schools would visit just to see gojo play - and he’s not even an official member! the coach just asked him to replace a sick player but boy won that champion shot

omg BASKETBALL PLAYER GOJO I CAN’T

but he pretty much excels at everything

except cooking class, gosh, don’t ever bring this man anywhere near a fire. that’s probably the only thing that really got him to detention this time because he always somehow talks himself out of getting that red card with his words and charm

also that kid that would receive lots of confession letters, chocolates, and random gifts in his shoe lockers

he knows he’s handsome and he’s not shy about it. in fact, he’s shameless when it comes to his allure on people

but he also doesn’t really date anyone (it’s canon this man won’t stay loyal to a single woman lmao)

if he and megumi were classmates, they’d be sort of rivals

megumi would always come on top of class, but gojo is just a breath away from the former’s perfect marks. if it only weren’t for megumi’s squeaky clean record and reputation - whereas satoru’s is TAINTED as heck - and the fact that gojo doesn’t really study as much as gumi, then yeah he’d also be top of the class if he wanted to

on a much more serious note,,,gojo acts like nothing really bothers him and he’s simply that effortless

but i feel like he grew up with tutors from a very young age and that’s how his natural intelligence was just further improved and increased with that type of environment in his childhood

and unlike megumi, i don’t think gojo would really have a set goal in mind on who he wants to be or what he wants to do in the future

he’d just be enjoying the moment <3

in conclusion: gojo satoru is the effortless god!

satoru’s role: the lazy king everyone is envious of

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

the playboy

you can’t argue with me on this one

he just is, i feel it deep in my SOUL he just is

moment he walks in, all classy and suave aura and all, you can honestly smell and taste the amount of confidence that drips from him

probably came from a well-off family

probably the mayor’s kid lmao and he’s been used to the attention ever since he was young

much like megumi, he’s not really the type to show off his intelligence

and similar to gojo, people are surprised he’s actually got them brain cells just because everyone is more focused on his appearance first

like who would expect this tall hunk beautiful beast of a man with long hair and piercings actually liked classic novels and could effortlessly recite sonatas and poems in different languages

yeah i headcannon that getou is an intellectual, cultured man

ofc having long hair and piercings isn’t allowed in his school, but because he’s geto and the school knows about his family’s influence, they just let it slide

probably comes late to school too

he eats in the cafeteria, but you don’t really see him indulge much. some days, he’ll have his own fancy bento box prepared by a family chef, but geto is actually pretty simple and humble that he also buys packed bread or canned coffee

takes the library volunteer by surprise when he drops by one friday after class to borrow an old classic novel that even your professors had a hard time analysing

but geto’s like, “oh this? yeah i last read it when i was thirteen, thought i’d read it again”

IDK WHY but I can see him as sort of breaking the rules when it comes to the school uniform

top three buttons of his shirt open when he’s feeling hot or something

doesn’t really keep his tie that tight too

but overall, geto is a composed and well-put together guy

i just can’t picture him slacking when it comes to his appearance, he’s too fancy and pretty for that

he’s also similar to megumi in a way people find it hard to approach them, but most definitely, geto also receives confessions often

i can see him dating someone after being interested in someone in school and actually being serious with them unlike gojo

then they would be “that” couple that’re just so couple goals

not the type that goes overboard with pda and pulls off the angry face emoji when they hear someone talking about them and they’re like, “NO HE’S MINE”

okay that’s cringe but i legit witnessed that way too many times in high school yall cant blame me lmao

but they’d be more like the chill laid back couple that supports each other in everything and you can just tell they have a happy, healthy relationship

(oh to be getou’s girlfriend in high school and his first love and all his firsts)

in conclusion: getou suguru is the unpredictable!

getou’s role is: that one classmate you really admire but he’s so far out your league but he’s genuinely a good guy anyway so you’re happy for him no matter what <3

𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

okay okay hear me out but...the stoner

i really can’t see him any other way guyssss

and if you’re his classmate, you most likely wouldn’t see him that much either

dude is like 2-3 years older than everyone in class and he doesn’t give a shit about it

he’ll come like...once a week, if he’s in the mood enough

teachers don’t even bother scolding him for his tattoos anymore because there’s rumours going around he’s the son of a yakuza leader or that he’s a gangster who sells organs or some creepy dark stuff

ofc he doesn’t do that

he just does drugs and gets drunk at most

sukuna doesn’t really have that much friends either. yeah he parties with people and often gets high with some older kids, but he doesn’t genuinely enjoy their companies either

would totally come to school with his uniform unironed

red-eyed from his high and naps at the back of the class, making the teacher soften their voice in fear of waking him up

also doesn’t have a pen or paper

i mean...he doesn’t even bring a bag

fails the exams all the time, making him repeat year by year, and he’s even known for beating his senpai up for something stupid and sending the guy to a hospital where he stays for two weeks

but on the other hand

he’s also freakishly attractive and surprisingly easy to talk to

you probably bumped into him one time and you profusely apologize, but then he notices something about, something odd like, “did you just cut your hair?”

“uhm yes...you noticed?”

sukuna shrugs lazily, “noticed something was different, but whatever. it looks good on you though.”

he’s just soooo nonchalant most of the time, it’s hard to believe he’s actually pretty violent

but yeah this man has anger issues i’m sorry

but with that speaking, i actually don’t see sukuna as a bully with like a gang of his “followers” or that type of jazz

he’s more like the kid that hides under the bleachers or gets high in a storage room while everyone else is occupied with school festivals

it’s a shock he even came, but sukuna just says “free food is always a gift” but ofc it’s not free food...he just steals from the stalls

now here comes the fun part

so now that we know sukuna pretty much is a hopeless case...suddenly, he isn’t? maybe he meets you, the class volunteer who goes out of their way to visit his shabby apartment just to hand him his class work that he’s missed out on

he obviously disses you at first and ignores you, telling you to get lost

but somehow your kindness and persistence has him breaking

now he starts coming to school often, carrying a pack of gum or mint pops because he smells like weed and he’s slightly conscious of himself

this is supposed to be just them being students in high school, but i could honestly sukuna changing colors once he just gets a better grasp of what would be good for him

or maybe something finally interests him and gives answers to his silent questions

i feel like he’s such a troubled kid and just lacks proper care and attention, but once you become his friend and show him you don’t have bad intentions, he’s actually a loyal and decent guy

and when you two finally get close, you eventually gain enough courage to tutor him. sukuna is actually pretty smart too, he just doesn’t like studying, but when you compliment him, oh man, he melts

“yeah, you actually got that right! i told you you could do this!”

tsk,” he scoffs, “that’s all kindergarten shit.”

“if it is, then why haven’t you graduated?”

“shut the fuck up.”

although he sneers, you and sukuna have gotten close enough that you know both of you don’t mean anything bad behind those words and it’s all light hearted teasing

oh and when you ask him to take a picture with you for “high school memories?”

sukuna is disgusted

“get that thing away from my face - did you just take my photo?”

“yeah, you look pretty cute here! i’m so printing this and putting this in my album.”

sukuna is about to scold you even more, but the thought of you putting your photo together - even when he’s frowning in the picture - in something as sentimental as a photo book really has him softening up

would even try - keyword is try - to study more just so you’d stop frowning when you see his paper covered in red marks all over again

and he’d even try cutting down on his weed for the sake of his “health”

ofc he won’t suddenly - or ever, even - become the amazing student megumi is

he’ll still get into trouble because he’s impulsive and has poor coping skills, also he’s not good with words or dealing with his emotions

but on his good days, he’s a pretty funny guy

it just takes a lot to see that side of him, but it’s worth the time and patience

also i was expecting to write funny scenarios or imagines of stoner! sukuna because he’s too high to even hold a proper conversation sometimes but all i got is him saying weird words like “snail trap” or something when you ask him how his day is

would also have that garbled little laugh when he’s so out of it

sukuna will try to be better though, you just need to be patient him

but my GOSH when he finally graduates

he’s going to hide that little smile because deep down, he’s also pretty proud of himself and how far he’s come <3

lol now this makes me want to writer a high school au lololol

in conclusion: yeah he’s the stoner with a good heart

which is so not canon...this shouldn’t even be a headcanon we know ryoumen sukuna is PURE EVIL but oh well maybe when I’m down from my sukuna high I’ll write him a lot more canonically

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robxstar · 4 years

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Is Richard Grayson actually a “playboy”/promiscuous/womanizing persona in comic canon as fanfiction often portrays?

So that’s... complicated to answer because Comics Canon Is Weird and the whole nature of the medium and the collaborative writing means that you’ll get widely different answers from different people.

I can really only give you my perspective.

So in New Teen Titans, the 80s comic run that basically popularized the character and made Dick Grayon into the Nightwing we all know and love, Dick was very much a serial monogamist. He may have had several girlfriends, but he was always 100% devoted and loyal to them when he was with them. This was SUPER obvious in his relationship with Kory. He was partly reluctant to pursue things with her because his previous relationship (a college girl who was either a vampire or part of a vampire cult that used him and tried to kill him) had ended badly, and when Dick Grayson gets himself into a relationship he commits fully to it. So he didn’t want to be hurt again (plus a host of Bat-hangups) so he stalled for the longest time.

But then he Committed, and he was pretty much devoted to Kory through the rest of the New Teen Titans run. It was even a source of friction between them a couple times because of her arranged marriage to Karras (even though Karras was insistent the marriage was political only and was perfectly willing to let Kory be with Dick, Dick was reluctant to have a relationship with another man’s wife) and also that one time Raven thought she was in love with him and tried to brainblast him into loving her back (he freaked out about it and told Kory and insisted on telling Raven to back off, even though Kory was willing to be accommodating with some type of open relationship). Oh and the... time that Mirage disguised herself as Kory and committed Rape By Fraud on him. Yeah that was whole ass mess, but it did emphasize, again, Dick is a one-woman man and Kory was that woman.

Nightwing fell into a bit of a continuity limbo for a little bit until they brought him to Bludhaven for the 2000s solo run and I think this is where the problems with “Playboy!Dick” started. The writers and artists made two mistakes, I think.

One, they tried too much to make Dick “Batman lite”. The scum-ridden city, the glamorous double-life, cycling through a girl of the week every issue. Bruce is way more of a playboy than Dick was ever supposed to be, because he’s generally considered too devoted to the mission to make serious commitments and he had prior history of being a frivolous playboy and that’s his entire ass cover. Batwriters struggle with realizing the idea behind Dick Grayson was that Bruce took him in and raised him so he wouldn’t become like Batman. They like to make Dick a little too much of a shadow clone of his adopted father, just smileyer and chattier, and that’s a disservice to his character growth.

Two, they realized Dick was fanservice bait and made some kind of assumption that because he’s so attractive he must get all the ladies. Which, yes, ladies are attracted to him, and yes most of the time he’s not really interested but he’s not an ass about it. He’s very respectful. He doesn’t lead girls on if he’s not into them. He doesn’t play with hearts. So this weird kind of “Oh you dog!” playful flirty womanizing persona is a misplaced assumption based on the fact that He’s Hot, therefore must have game, therefore must be a player. And unfortunately this is a retcon that has stuck, both in fanon characterizations of him and less-than-great canon runs and other materials. (I was super pissy that Young Justice took this characterization route with him, among the other reasons I hated that version of Nightwing.)

For me, the womanizer!Dick characterization is untrue to the roots of the character. It’s a stale idea, it’s boring, it’s tasteless, it’s led to some terribly OOC moments and quite frankly I just don’t like it. So I reject any and all versions of Dick that use it.

In simpler terms, yes, the playboy Dick persona is technically comic canon but it’s terrible canon and we throw in the trash heap.

#asks #text #dick grayson #nightwing #robin #DC comics #new teen titans #meta #meta: character or ship analysis #Young Justice #bruce wayne #batman

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life-rewritten · 4 years

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My Gear and Your Gown- The downfall of Itt and Pure’s selfless plans

This episode of My gear and your gown ended in a painful way. Both Pai and Folk are left broken and hurt by their potential love interests, and it seems like lines have been crossed and there’s no way to go back. Except surprise we get a plot twist their love interests didn’t mean to hurt them, they are just victims of misunderstandings and miscommunications. And this is what causes their downfall, because despite their goals they ended up hurting the people they love and end up being seen as the opposite of what they really are. We end up feeling frustrated at the on the surface actions of our characters but remember My gear and your gown is more deeper than that, there are clues hidden telling you what’s real and what’s not so you infer what’s happening. Let me explain even more further

Itt and Pai- The miscommunication

Pure and Itt from My gear and your gown they both like to be secretive and discrete to help the people they care about. In this case in order to repay Pai for all he did for him Itt secretly became Mr 950 and made goals to get Pai to come out of his shell. From the start he was being selfless with this ;he decided to do so thinking Pai hated him, but he was happy to keep pretending to tease Pai to help him be more outgoing and confident if it helped him. The only thing Itt forgot was that he didn’t apologise to Pai at all in the past and Pai had gone on to hold a certain type of resentment for him. Pai may be smart when it comes to books but he wasn’t like that when it comes to people (he doesn’t even believe in love anymore and has low confidence), he couldn’t read between the lines he couldn’t see what Itt was trying to do. He thought in his head; Itt hated him and plus his unrequited love for Itt would never be met because Itt was straight. Itt messed up by not apologising or making it easier for Pai to see he didn’t even care about their fight anymore. He didn’t know how to apologise and so resorted to helping Pai in secret and keeping the façade that he likes playing games with him. Itt also didn’t realise Pai reciprocated his feelings, he thought Pai hated him and wanted nothing to do with him after Highschool because as episode 7 showed both are bad at communicating with each other. Both thought the other didn’t like them because they were straight when in reality they’ve been pining for each other since high school. Ironic right? It’s a requited but they don’t know it trope. Itts downfall is his lack of ability to communicate properly and his hesitancy towards rejection. That’s what prevented him all this time to go to Pai.

Pure and Folk- The reputation

For Pure it’s different. Pure has a reputation as a playboy. For so long he’s not been able to trust love despite actually waiting for the right person to show up again. His ex abused him and used him to the point of him shutting off his feelings but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t realise when he’s found the right person. The only thing is Pure is a great friend. He has secretly known Itt was chasing after Pai and he cockblocked Folk from getting near him but ended up falling for him. Second remember that Waan asked Pure to help him flirt and get girls? Well Waan isn’t really not obvious, in fact it’s so easy to see how he reacts around Bow that even Pure has figured out his feelings.

In order to help Waan get the girl, Pure decides to also help him get his confidence (like Itt with Pai) but instead of teasing him he makes him jealous. He uses his reputation and play boy persona to help Waan. He decides to act interested in Bow whilst using all the time he’s near her to talk about Waan (see the basketball scene for example in episode 10) . The truth is he doesn’t want anyone else but Folk. That’s why he lets Folk peruse his phone, he easily rejects everyone for Folk and he hid his conversation with Waan (the one where he said he was using him till he gets tired) from Folk so it doesn’t break what they have. Like Itt Pure has to keep a façade utilising his reputation with Waan, he can’t make Waan jealous if he doesn’t act like his playboy self (if he admits right then Folk is for him then Waan will keep panicking and being weird near Bow) so instead he lies and texts Waan that he’s still into Bow and he’s still being his playboy persona. We know this isn’t true Pure wants no one else but Folk. You know he’s not into Bow because Waan waits after class near Bow waiting for him to use the opportunity to ask her out but he leaves unbothered. Pure does not want Bow, but he must pretend to help Waan be angry enough to tell her how he feels and call him out.

Both Itt and Pure are both helping Pai and Waan to become better and confident. Unfortunately just like Itt has issues with miscommunication; Pure’s flaw is his reputation and his repeated words that he likes sex over real love. We see it in episode 10 ; his reputation/ ex show up to hurt Folk because he’s no longer focused on him. In the end Folk makes up his mind that Pure sees him only as a plaything and he accepts that Pure doesn’t care about him like that. In Folk’s mind Pure set up the whole thing with his ex in that scene because he said this is what he and Pure used to do with other playthings (they shared their fuck buddies) that’s why he called him a bad person.

Second Pure’s reputation hurts Folk because of the text where he is pretending to be a heartless player for Waan. Folk does not know what he’s doing so he misunderstands and believes that Pure is using him as a plaything. All the feelings he was starting to feel is a waste and all they’ve had so far is only a joke.

Both Itt and Pure’s cause of their predicament is their secrecy. They believe by keeping things a secret, it would help them achieve their goals but instead it led to misunderstandings and hurts to their lovers. It ended up making their lovers hate them even more. That’s why we see the mirror image of both Pai and Folk crying it’s all dramatic irony and misunderstandings. Both these couples are requited but they don’t know it because they only believe what they’ve seen or experienced with their lovers, Pai believes Itt hates him and won’t forgive him and is straight so can’t love him, and Folk believes Pure is a player, won’t take him seriously and won’t love him either. It’s painful and ironic when it’s the opposite both Pure and Itt towards their lovers are 100% devoted to them. And that’s what’s funny and sad about the whole thing. But you know what this is my favourite trope so I love this storytelling. And I love both couples devotion to each other, and their ways of showing love. Now all we need is for Waan to finally lose his cool so Pure can tell him the truth.

#purefolk #ittpai #my gear and your gown #mgyag #mgyg #thai bl #bl series #bl drama #november #cwg #FVete #pure x folk #folkpure #pai x itt #pure x waan #gmmtv #fiat

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senpai-no-lie · 4 years

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Blue Lions Route

So I finished the Blue Lions Route!

Why I chose Blue Lions: Okay, so when the first trailer was dropped, I thought Edelgard would be my favorite. I liked her character design and I just thought she was really pretty, but Dimitri was on my radar because lol they named a FE character after my chinchilla, nice. I ended up picking Dimitri, because what I knew about his character arc appealed to my sensibilities and I thought he was the nicest during the House introductions, talking about his classmates.

Who Was My Dancer: Felix. I thought he looked cute in the outfit, had the potential for magic anyway as well as swords, and had the avoidance to not be nuked by enemies with his pitiful defense/resistance. He made a great dancer! From my understanding, it might’ve been a bit of a waste, because of gambits, but I didn’t really understand them or use them much in this playthrough

What Paired Endings Did I Get:

Petra & Linhardt

Ralpheal & Ignatz

Dorothea & Manuela

Dedue & Flayn (this one really surprised me)

Annette & Mercedea

Shamir & Catherine

Lysithea & Cyril

Lorenz & Leonie (a bit miffed about this one, but it’s what I get for choosing to go for Seteth with Ingrid instead of with Leonie)

Ingrid & Seteth

Ferdinand & Marianne

Felix & Sylvain

Ashe & Caspar

Who Did Byleth Marry: Dimitri... not so much because I ship them as characters as I just liked Dimitri the best. Don’t @ me

Which Dimitri Do I prefer?: Pre-timeskip! I wasn’t a super fan of either character design at first, but I just do not enjoy how self-loathing and mean Dimitri was for a good chunk of the timeskip. I feel like the fandom calling that “feral Dimitri” is a bit of a misnomer. When he returns to being is usual self, it was a welcome change

General Thoughts: I liked the route! It was a good-enough personal arc for Dimitri to keep me engaged, despite some of the mechanics getting in the way of the story. I wish Dedue had been more important to the post-timeskip portion. Mostly, though, I was surprised how short the route was; I’m used to 28ish chapters, so I’m a bit nervous to see how long Crimson Flowers is if that’s the shortest route. I liked all my house characters and had a good time.

The Blue Lions Characters:

Dimitri: I think he’s probably the most well-developed, consistently done character in the entire game. I love his character, his supports, and his empathy. There have been a lot of other people who’ve done a great job analyzing his character, so I won’t bother, but A+ boi

Dedue: I like Dedue and his role as Dimitri’s retainer, but he’s not particularly appealing to me. In general, I don’t like the gap moe that comes with strong, silent types that have a feminine side. I think he was a bit of an improvement from Benny (who I liked but didn’t pay much attention to), and I was so grateful to make him not a Fortress Knight (War Master or whatever Dedue did a lot of good punching) because that is probably my least favorite unit type.

Felix: I had a good idea I’d like Felix, because I tend to like tsunderes regardless of gender, but from how the fandom memes about him, I was surprised by the depths of my fondness. He often gets labelled as an asshole, but I would be more generous and say he’s merely got an abrasive side, like a sponge. He had some good, cute moments in his supports and I think his presence added to the story of Azure Moon. I also like that he’s like the only character that has different endings if you recruit him to a different route.

Sylvain: I know he can be a bit of a controversial character because of his playboy ways, but I like him! I like horse-mounted units and units that can use magic, so he was gonna be a winner for me. I also understand why some people don’t like him and find him to be sexist, but he didn’t particularly read that way to me. To be fair, I find Sylvain’s backstory to be relatable because I myself have a similar situation, of sorts, with my older brother, so I’m just inclined to be more lenient about his more negative traits. I think it hurts Sylvain’s likability that some (or maybe all) of his supports aren’t pre-timeskip locked to demonstrate he really does change his ways, but I think his supports are good and that he’s never irredeemably awful to anyone.

Ingrid: Another hot take: Ingrid is probably my favorite BL girl lol. I think she’s cute, she’s got some gap moe to her with being so stern but also a food-loving goober and super excitable about knight stuff. My friend said she never was able to get Ingrid to be usable, but my Ingrid rocked. I feel like she had the most connections to the story of BL of the girls, and I wish they had used her more.

Ashe: It’s a toss-up whether he’s my second fav or Felix is, but I love Ashe. I’m pretty pro archer characters (sans Bernadetta), but Ashe is also just so sweet and caring, despite some of the things he’s been through. I think he’s very cute and a great unit. I might end up marrying him to Byleth if I playthrough BL again (which I will to get DLC supports)

Annette: I like her, but I don’t think she really stands out. I feel sorry that she has to deal with Gilbert, but honestly you could erase Annette from the main story and it wouldn’t change a thing, sadly. I think she’s cute and quirky and I like her spunk, but there’s really not too much to say about her.

Mercedes: I love Mercedes, but similarly to Annette, she doesn’t add as much to the storyline as I’d like, outside of the thing with the Death Knight, which is almost a footnote tbh. I like her character design and her supports and she’s an all-around great unit and character.

Gilbert: Ugh, I spent a lot of my time complaining about what a whiner he is. As I mentioned, not a fan of Fortress Knights, and Gilbert not only had a base speed of 2 but would regularly miss with an 70-80% hit rate. As a character, I thought he had some good supports, but in general I hate that Dedue took a backseat to him, and that Gilbert is a horrible father. I view as Gilbert a good model for Dimitri, in that Dimitri should not follow Gilbert’s example in how to express and process grief and guilt. Another reason I dislike Gilbert is that I got locked out of his support chain with Catherine, and that’s just annoying

Technically, since I’ve recruited every character except Claude, Edelgard, and Hubert (and I guess the DLC, but now I’ve unlocked them) and almost every associated support, I could write out my thoughts on them, but I’ll save that for the appropriate routes.

Assorted Bulleted Thoughts:

Hubert: Man, he just popped up as a cartoonish villain to defeat all the time, and I digged it haha. It became tradition to have Ingrid fly in and to kill him in one hit without taking any damage. It was great. I felt bad that Edelgard had Not A Word to say about Hubert’s death.

Edelgard: She was built-up so much as the person that had to be defeated to end the war, but there was a lot of dicking around (and all the time we had to go back to homebase for long periods of time) that Edelgard didn’t really get the time to flesh her out as an antagonist or make me, the player, feel particularly motivated to defeat her. Especially when you learn she apparently had nothing to do with the Tragedy of Duscur, and Dimitri is pretty lukewarm about having to kill his stepsister, once he clears his head. Though, that final animated cutscene was top tier

Rhea: I think there should have been one chapter either before or after fighting Edelgard where you rescue Rhea, because as it is, the way her return is handled is incredibly sloppy and emotionally dead. Not even a scene where Flayn and Seteth greet her. Lame

Marianne: She was my favorite and first recruited unit. Love her. That’s all

I wish all the Blue Lions had been able to reach A-support with each other, especially Sylvain. I think there woul’ve been a lot he could have gained as a character especially.

It is dumb as hell male Byleth can’t S-support Dimitri, or any of the male Blue Lions, for that matter. If you could add one male student from GD and BL to be bi, I would’ve picked Dimitri or Ashe from BL. Everyone in GD is pretty hetero, so I will arbitrarily choose Ignatz

#fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem 3h #fe 3h #fire emblem azure moon #my opinions about fire emblem

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marshmallow-phd · 5 years

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Innocent Intentions

Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe

Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au

Pairing: Tao x Reader

Summary: There was one thing you couldn’t stand in all your years at college: playboys. And the campus was riddled with them. So when Tao - a player with a particularly well-known reputation - inserts himself into your life, you come up with a plan to get rid of him, whether he makes your heart race or not. But the more he’s the around, the more you just might find there’s a hidden layer underneath all the rumors, including a secret you never could have guessed….

Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4 I 5 I 6 I 7 I 8 I 9 I 10 I 11 I 12 I 13 I 14 I Final

This was kind of the last place you wanted to be. You didn’t have anywhere else to be and the idea of coming up with an excuse to not be here never crossed your mind.

It wasn’t like you weren’t happy for your friend; she was ecstatic to be going out on a date, so you were supportive like a good friend was supposed to be. Somewhat. It was kind of hard to be supportive when you didn’t agree with the method that in which she gained said date.

“Who is this guy again?” you asked, sitting up on Kendall’s bed after staring at the ceiling for the last hour while she put together her hair and make-up.

Checking the hair that was currently wrapped around the curling iron, Kendall rolled her eyes. “Do you selectively erase information that I’ve told you a hundred times? His name is Tao. He’s in our graduating year.”

Wyatt snorted from his spot in Kendall’s papasan chair. “With the things I’ve heard about this guy, Ken, I think you should cancel.”

“I am not canceling,” she snapped as she moved on to a new section of hair. “He’s too hot to ditch.”

You closed your eyes, massaging your temples with your fingertips. “I’m sorry. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that you met this guy at a bar and immediately agreed to go out on a date with him?”

“Yeah, why not?” Putting the curler down, Kendall swiveled in her chair to face you. “It’s our last year of college and I think we’re entitled for a little bit of fun before graduation.”

“What if he’s a serial killer?” you lifted your hands, palms facing up, as if that suggestion was actually a strong possibility.

“He’s not,” Wyatt intervened. “I know this guy. But he is a dog.”

You frowned. “What?”

That got you a heavy sigh. You weren’t sure why Wyatt was being so dramatic. Deep down, he loved the fact that he was given the opportunity to dish out the drama he had filed away in his head.

“That boy is a down right mutt.” Wyatt adjusted his position in the chair before continuing, “He’s slept with at least half of the volleyball and who knows how many sorority sisters. And none of them stick around for long. I’d say any girl he gets with last one – two weeks tops and then he’s on to the next one.”

“Everyone knows this and girls still go out with him?” you sneered. That was just setting yourself up for failure. You didn’t care how pretty a guy’s face was, if he was a jerk who got bored of girls so easily, then you wanted nothing to do with him. How could someone be so heartless?

“Trust me, (y/n),” Kendall turned back to the mirror, dabbing at her eyelid to really smudge in the shadow, “if you saw this guy, you would understand. He just oozes sexiness; not to mention charming to the max.”

“Hot or not, I wouldn’t touch that with a ten-foot pole,” Wyatt insisted. “He doesn’t ooze sex, he oozes player. No, thank you. I prefer my guys to actually have a heart. Cold tin men aren’t my type.”

Kendall rolled her eyes. “You are so judgmental.”

Before Wyatt could let out one of his signature sassy comments, Kendall’s phone chimed. As soon as she saw the screen, she squealed, jumping up from her chair and hurrying to slip on her heels.

“He’s here, he’s here, oh my god!” she ranted excitedly. Just as she hit her bedroom door, she turned and saluted you and Wyatt. “See you later, losers!”

You simply waived goodbye to her as she left. It wasn’t until the front door was closed that you turned to Wyatt, “You agree with me that her going on this date is a horrible idea, right?”

Wyatt smirked at you. “Yeah, I do. But I think our reasoning for it are two completely different spheres.”

“Why do you say that?” You were sure whatever Wyatt was about to say was going to rub you the wrong way, so you picked up your still somewhat full glass of water and headed for the kitchen.

Quick to follow you, Wyatt hopped up out of the chair and stayed close on your heels.

“I’m concerned because I know this guy’s reputation,” he explained over the ice maker on the fridge pouring into your cup. “You simply think she shouldn’t go out on a date at all.”

“That’s a bold assumption.” Taking a sip of water, you turned around and leaned up against the fridge. “I am genuinely concerned about her.”

“I never said that you weren’t,” he countered. “But your genuine concern comes from some deep rooted hatred of men.”

You scoffed. “I do not hate men. I’m friends with you, aren’t I?”

“Like I count.”

Okay… he had a slight point.

“I still don’t hate all men,” you argued. “I just happen to know that there is a huge portion of college boys that treat the girls they date like crap and it’s not worth it to me.”

Leaning his elbow on the counter, Wyatt plopped his chin into his palm. “Oh, girl. What horrible member of my sex burned you so badly?”

You flicked his forehead, yearning a loud yelp from him. “No one burned me. I’ve just been witness to way too many games to be fooled by the players.”

“So sour.” Wyatt tapped his chin. “Maybe if you went on a date, you wouldn’t be so bitter about the idea?”

“I do not need a guy to be happy.” You couldn’t even believe you were having this conversation with your friend who always told you to stand firm in who you are. “I am happy. I’m very pleased with the direction my life is going. I don’t have any plans to change that in the impending future.”

“And I agree with that whole heartedly,” Wyatt nodded. “I practically sell t-shirts with that motto. All I’m saying is that you shouldn’t knock someone who might come along. And that Kendall’s a little right. Some fun our last semester wouldn’t hurt.”

You threw your hands up in the air. “Fine! I’ll try to keep an open mind!”

Practically ignoring your declaration, Wyatt pursed his lips. His eyes were getting that terrifying look that told you an idea was brewing in that scary brain of his. You’d seen it one too many times to think anything good or logical was about to come from his mouth.

“What are you thinking about so hard?” you asked cautiously. If you tried to ignore your friend, he’d just keep sighing or clicking his tongue like a bored puppy until you finally acknowledged him.

“I was thinking about what you said in regards to watching the games and ignoring the players.” Straightening up, Wyatt started to head for his shoes located by the front door. “Admittedly, we’re both worried about Kendall’s date, so why don’t we just go keep an eye on them?”

Your jaw dropped. “You want to go spy on Kendall? Do you realize that if we’re spotted, she will kill us?”

“I’m highly aware of that fact.” Wyatt didn’t seem the least bit worried. Of course he didn’t. Nothing scared him.

Oh, you wanted to try and talk Wyatt out of this idiotic idea any way you could, but nothing that you knew would win him over came to fruition. And… well, you were kind of curious about this Tao character and what made him so “irresistible”.

Holding up a finger, you warned, “If we’re spotted, I’m telling Kendall you blackmailed me and dragged me along in this fiasco of a plan, got it?”

Wyatt rolled his eyes as pulled on his jacket. “You are so dramatic. Just come on. Kendall told me this morning which restaurant the dog is taking her to.”

You chuckled. “Are you just going just refer to him as ‘the dog’ from now on?”

“Do you think if I held out a biscuit, he lie down and roll over?”

That comment did not deserve any response.

Even as you slid into Wyatt’s car, you debated on whether or not you should bail. To you, this fell into the territory of invading privacy and telling Kendall that you didn’t trust her make her own decisions. But something about this Tao piqued your interest and that kept you from running away before Wyatt could catch you. It wasn’t any sort of interest that veered into the lane of romance or attraction. More so, you were just intrigued by what kind of guy could build up a reputation like that and still get girls to trot after him.

Wyatt pulled up at The Hurricane, a beach-themed bar and grill that was a popular starting point for most of the university students before they got going on their until-three a.m. binges. With a firm grip on Wyatt’s hand, you let him lead the way into the restaurant. It was open seating tonight, giving you the ultimate cover. You kept your face hidden anyway, hoping that you didn’t accidentally trip or run into a waiter and bring the attention of the entire room onto you like in the movies.

By a miracle, you made it to the table Wyatt had zoned in on without any sort of incident. However, even after taking a seat, you didn’t dare look up, keeping your eyes glued to the laminated menu in front of you.

“We’re not exactly here to eat, remember?” he said as he tapped on the menu.

“We’re taking up seats so we might as well,” you countered.

“No, because if they suddenly leave then we have to as well.”

“We’re stalking them the whole night?”

Wyatt threw you a look. “If need be, yes.”

Grumbling, you threw down the menu.

“Oh, he is such a smoozer,” Wyatt whispered harshly.

Following his line of sight, you finally looked over at the couple.

Kendall’s back was to you, so all you saw of her was her hair and the occasional profile. Tao, however… you got a very good look at him.

And, okay, you got it. He was handsome – not even that conventional handsome that was all too common and boring, but an intriguing sort. The kind that made you double take just make sure you were actually seeing what your eyes were telling you. His tanned skin seemed to glow under the high lighting and there was something about the way he smiled-

No, (y/n)!

You curled your hand into a fist on the table to keep from slapping yourself. Not only was this guy a notorious playboy, he was on a date with Kendall, your best friend. Get a grip on yourself.

Something funny was going on with your heart and you didn’t like it one bit. Since when did it beat so fast for a decent face? Maybe something else was going on and the timing was just coincidence? Maybe you should go to the hospital. At least that would get you out of this mess.

For most of their dinner (and your drinks since one of the waitresses told you and Wyatt that you either had to order something or be forced to leave), everything seemed to be going fine. Kendall was laughing and genuinely looked like she was having a good time. Tao treated her with nothing less than respect.

Just as they were finishing desert, Wyatt sighed. “Okay. I’m bored. Let’s get out of here.”

Finally.

There were absolutely no arguments from you as you jumped up out of your seat, ready to head for the door. Just before you could step outside, you glanced behind towards Tao and Kendall one more time and instantly regretted it.

Tao was staring at you, eyebrows pulled together so tightly only a harsh line separated them. His mouth was hanging open slightly. Seeing the change in her date, Kendall turned in her chair just in time to see you duck out of the restaurant.

Perfect. Just perfect.

Back in the car, you gave Wyatt a heads up about Kendall spotting you. He didn’t seem that worried, but even as he dropped you off at your house and you goodbye, you were dreading the guillotine that would waiting for you tomorrow.

Your parents were watching TV when you stepped into the living room from the dropping temperature outside. On the screen was just another sitcom about a dysfunctional group of friends, but it caught your attention anyway, making you round the couch and take the empty spot next to your mother.

“Hey, sweetie,” your father greeted. “How was your day?”

You shrugged. “It was fine. How was yours?”

“Pretty good.” Your dad was smiling so that must have meant it was a very good day at the office.

“Kendall’s date was tonight, right?” your mother asked. “How did that go?”

You lifted your shoulders and dropped them, trying to act as nonchalant as possible. “Yeah, it was. And I don’t know. I haven’t heard from her. I’m sure she’s enjoying herself, though.”

Tao’s face crept up in your mind; the way he was laughing, the way his striking blonde hair matched his confident smirk perfectly, the way he-

Smack!

This time, you couldn’t stop from slapping yourself. Both of your parents looked at you like you’d gone temporarily insane.

Pointing to your stinging cheek, you chuckled, “I thought I felt a bug.” They still stared at you without changing their expression, so you hopped up off the couch. “I’m going to get ready for bed. I’m exhausted.” You even threw in a fake yawn and stretched for good measure.

“Okay,” your mother said warily. “Good night.”

You nearly ran up the stairs, hurrying to lock yourself away and just be alone.

Getting your pajamas on turned into a slow affair. You got distracted by little things in between picking out a clean shirt and pair of shorts; from poking and pulling at your face in the mirror to picking a simple song out on your phone to drown out the silence.

Finally, you considered yourself dressed for bed and quickly brushed your teeth in the bathroom before hustling back across the hall and jumping between the covers. The act of actually falling asleep turned into an ordeal within itself.

No matter which way you turned it, flipped it, or spun it around, you couldn’t make heads or tails of why in the world you would be remotely interested that kind of guy. You up shot in bed.

You were not interested!

A momentary lapse of reason. That’s all it was. You were just in a little shock because he didn’t fit the typical frat boy stereotype you’d been envisioning, the kind that Kendall usually went for. Those guys wore t-shirts with the sleeves cut off, backwards hats, and socks with Nike sandals. While you couldn’t really understand the appeal of those kinds of guys, you didn’t say much to Kendall because, hey, everyone had a type.

If you had to pin down your own kind, you could say that it was the artistic kind of guy. Sensitive, sweet, strumming a guitar mindlessly as he searched for the right tune to go with his lyrics. Someone who wore a genuine smile, not a smirk that made you roll your eyes. Someone who looked at you with soft eyes, held you gently, closely. You needed someone serious, who would take your relationship serious, and not be afraid to be honest. You wanted vulnerability, but – according to your own experience – no one did that anymore.

Falling back down on the bed, you sighed. If there was one thing you knew for sure it was that Tao was not the vulnerable kind.

Vrrmm. Vrrmm. Vrrmm.

Don’t answer it. Don’t answer it.

When your phone stopped vibrating against your night stand, you sighed in relief. You knew exactly who was calling and, honestly, you didn’t want to deal with that at the moment.

Vrrmm. Vrrmm. Vrrmm.

Kendall was not going to give up.

Whimpering, you managed to get yourself back up into a sitting position while grabbing your phone. After taking a deep breath, you swiped the little green icon and answered the call.

“Hey….”

“Alright.” Kendall’s voice was walking a fine line between snapping and remaining calm. You were so in for it. “I will give you one chance to explain yourself.”

“It was all Wyatt’s idea!” you blurted out. How loyal you were.

“No, shit, Sherlock. You’re not brave enough to suggest that on your own.”

As much of a stinger that one was, you decided to let it slide given the circumstances. “We were just a little concerned. After seeing that everything was fine, we left. We didn’t do anything.”

“Are you sure you didn’t do anything?” Kendall asked in a very accusing voice.

“Yeah, I’m positive,” you argued. “We sat a few tables away, had a drink, saw that you were fine and left. Why?”

Kendall huffed. “Because after you guys left, he just ended the date.”

Wait. What? “What do you mean he just ended the date?”

“I mean he paid the check right after you guys left, dropped me off at home, and just left,” she explained. “So something happened. Did Wyatt say anything? Did he make any sort of face at Tao?”

“No,” you insisted. “I swear, Wyatt didn’t do anything, but complain to me about how boring the stakeout was. I’m sorry, Kendall. I have no idea what happened.”

A high pitched whine screeched in your ear from the speaker on your phone. “He was so cute. And funny. I thought we were having a good time!”

“I’m really sorry, Kendall. Maybe something just came up and he’ll make it up to you?”

You actually did feel bad for your friend. Kendall had been looking forward to this all week and to have her night end just like that…. You felt partially responsible that it didn’t go the way she wanted it to. Why it was kind of your fault, you didn’t know. You just felt like it was.

After another a five minutes of Kendall ranting on about her date, she finally let you go. A little twinge of guilt still sat in your stomach as you laid down and closed your eyes. That is, until a stupid, blonde haired boy’s face floated behind your eyelids. And then you snapped your eyes open.

With a groan, you grabbed an extra pillow and shoved it over your face in a sad attempt to squish away the sight.

It didn’t work and you hoped that by the time you woke up the next day, you would be back to your normal self.

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n0ttinghamshad0w · 6 years

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It's not like I'm falling in love, I just want you to do me no good And you look like you could

ROBIN OLIVER HUNT (Name at birth: Robin Huang; Alias: Robert Oliver Gardner)

Birthday: March 12 1990 (Pisces) Hogwarts House (Primary): Gryffindor Hogwarts House (Secondary): Slytherin Myers-Briggs: ENFP Enneagram: Type 8 Height: 5’9

Overview:

Mother:

1. Unknown—Linda Huang, still alive, forced to give up her child by her conservative parents who did not want her raising a child out of wedlock, has not tried to make contact with her son.

2. Mother Florence—the head nun at Nottingham Orphanage, firm, but kind; strict, but genuinely wanted the best for the children; had a soft spot for Robin, since he’d been there for like all his life.

3. Barbara Economides—Robin’s first foster mom, had six kids of her own, but room in her heart for a dozen more

Father:

1. Unknown—Ernesto Rosetti

2. George Economides—Robin’s first foster dad, loving and hard-working man, who unfortunately did not have a very hard-working cardiovascular system. Died of a heart attack when Robin was ~12

Mother’s Occupation: he doesn’t care about his birth mom, but Barbara owned a bakery

Father’s Occupation: he doesn’t care about his birth dad, but George owned a bakery

Family Finances: well, none of the homes he was in were great financially

Birth Order: only child as far as he’s concerned

Siblings: N/A--(Stefan, Petros, Elek, Idola, Eileen, Karena...the Economides kids)

Other Close Family: None

Best Friend: Joan Woode (28)

Other Friends: Tuck Frere (26), Martin Maddon (18), Fakhir Azhar (27)

Enemies: all those who neglect/abuse their children

Pets: none, would love a bird or a fox tho

Home Life During Childhood: He was in an orphanage till he was nine, and it was not a bad orphanage at all, just massively under-funded. At nine, he was placed in a foster home, a large Greek family, and he was very well-loved and well-taken care of, but the father dropped dead of a heart attack when Robin was 12 and the Economides family had to move and they couldn’t take care of Robin. He shuffled through like four other foster homes, at least one of which he was badly abused in, till at seventeen, he just didn’t come home one day and the family never reported it and that was that.

Town or City Name(s): Nottingham, England

What Did His Bedroom Look Like: Never had a steady room, or one of his own. Always shared with someone else, always a small bed.

Any Sports or Clubs: Nah, he was the type of kid who hung out under bridges and threw stuff.

Favorite Toy or Game: Had a toy archery kit back at the Economides house

Schooling: left school at seventeen

Favorite Subject: History and English, loved old stories of Robin Hood

Popular or Loner: loner---’cept he was real popular with the “troubled” kids, the freak in freaks and geeks

Important Experiences or Events: When George died, the abuse at the other foster homes

Health Problems: None

Culture: English?? He’s actually Italian and Chinese, but wouldn’t know at all. Considers himself Greek, if anything

Religion and beliefs: The only time in his life when he was religious was when he lived with the Economides family and went to church on the reg, since then, he’s convinced that if a God does exist, he’s a shitty God and only people can really help each other

Your Character’s Character:

Bad Habits: smoking, drinking, commitment issues, def has ghosted girls before...oh yeah, uh, stealing things??? He’s also a pickpocket

Good Habits: very good with children, when he wants to be he’s very kindhearted, very charismatic, very charming, good sweet-talker

Best Characteristic: intense--has his set of beliefs and morals and will stick by them

Worst Characteristic: intense--to the point where he isolates himself

Worst Memory: The moment the Economides family left him at the social services office (also George’s death lbr)

Best Memory: His first Christmas with the Economides family

Proud of: the money he’s been able to give back to the orphanage

Embarrassed by: his lack of formal education

Driving Style: erratically, I don’t think he has a license but he definitely knows how to drive--does not get into accidents, but is hella reckless

Strong Points: passionate, believes in a cause, dedicated friend, charming, charismatic, quick-learner, good with his hands

Temperament: sanguine

Attitude: passionate, intense

Weakness: has a very specific mission, keeps people at a distance unless you’ve proved yourself to him, you can know him but never really know him

Fears: man, uh, not being able to make a difference

Phobias: abandonment issues~~~

Secrets: the fact that he’s a master thief

Regrets: not finishing secondary, not being like a better person or whatever

Feels Vulnerable When: talking about his past

Pet Peeves: tourists (but they make good bait), people who hate on people who use subtitles, americans, mac copmputers

Conflicts: his very idealistic moral code vs reality, his very idealistic moral code and mission vs caring about his own life/needs

Motivation: justice for children

Short Term Goals and Hopes: find Tuck’s family, steal from Tuck’s family, find Martin, find enough money to get Fakhir a good lawyer

Long Term Goals and Hopes: well shit, making a difference in the lives of people somehow

Sexuality: heterosexual, but could be convinced to fuck a bloke

Exercise Routine: just generally active, runs a fair bit, likes to play sports with friends

Day or Night Person — Night

Introvert or Extrovert — Extrovert

Optimist or Pessimist — Optimist

Likes and Styles:

Music: alt-rock, classic rock, rock in general, also some punk

Books: he likes old stories and folktales (ie; Robin Hood whom he modeled himself after), but does have a soft spot for some high fantasy books (he’s a big fan of Lloyd Alexander’s work--wait, I guess that doesn’t exist since The Black Cauldron is disney but IM SURE HE HAD SOME SORTA EQUIVALENT...The Beige Cauldron) and adventure novels

Magazines: GQ probs let’s be real. Never bought one, always knicked ‘em out of newstands. ALso probably playboy……...Recently has been into tech mags.

Foods: Greek food---reminds him of his time with the Economides family. Loves him a good lamb gyro with a big side of chips.

Drinks: Whiskey--straight up. Not a huge tea drinker, but likes a strong Turkish coffee. Also Gin and Tonics

Animals: Foxes and birds of prey. Tbh, kinda hates that the name the orphanage gave him is ROBIN for crying out loud it sounds so fuckin’ wimpy

Sports: big football fan, also into rugby, probably out of all my characters the one who follows sports the most jeez

Social Issues: def def a huge proponent for children’s rights, especially within the foster system; that’s his biggest thing, but he’s also really for Magick-Rights and against the pressing xenophobia and nationalism that’s rising in a lot of Western European nations

Favorite Saying: Faint heart never won fair lady; As you wish

Color: Dark forest green

Clothing: enough to maintain his image as a #rebel, but def does not invest toooo much in fashion. Lots of cool jackets, mostly darker colors

Jewelry: nah, mate that’s excessive (has this pendent that Barbara gave him that used to be George’s but that’s it)

Games: loves dominoes a lot actually

Websites: uhh reddit probably

TV Shows: probs into Game of Thrones and #epic period dramas

Movies: his absolute favorite movie is The Princess Bride, he loves good action flicks with a dash of epic romance--something with a real hero. Also probs a Star Wars fan. V for Vendetta

Greatest Want: to make a difference in the world, to make sure no child is ever hurt

Greatest Need: to let people in

Where and How Does Your Character Live Now:

Home: small studio apartment in Benbow

Household furnishings: sparse, probs just sleeps on a mattress let’s be real, has a hot plate and a mini fridge, uses a crate for a coffee table

Favorite Possession: his trusty pocket knife, one of the first things he bought with his own money

Most Cherished Possession: necklace that Barbara Economides gave to him that used to belong to George, it is a Greek Cross

Married Before: Nope.

Significant Other Before: the only serious one was this rather posh girl when he was 21. She ended up getting pregnant, but got an abortion and the relationship sorta derailed after that.

Children: nah

Relationship with Family: lol

Car: n/a

Career: no “career”--has worked service jobs and manual labor, was a bartender for a bit but quit bc of the Fakhir thing

Dream Career: god, he doesn’t know--maybe a social worker, tbh, or owning some sort of afterschool program for kids

Dream Life: he wouldn’t tell you, but being married to a beautiful girl, having a buncha kids, adopting a bunch too

Love Life: a string of one-night stands and brief dramatic love affairs that ended like smoke in the night

Hobbies : knife-throwing, wood-carving

Guilty Pleasure : women?

Sports or Clubs: not at the moment

Talents or Skills : wood-carving, bartending, bit of an amateur hacker, decent dancer and football player, decent at like climbing things lol, lock-picking, stealth talents

Intelligence Level: Never did well in school, but is quite very streetsmart and can read people very well, knowledgable on random things, courtsey of Tuck

Finances: not as bad as you’d think, but still def the poorest out of my characters. He’s the type of dude who gives everything he gets back--always drops in coins for street musicians, always

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themisadventuresofcando · 6 years

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Life #5 (South Park)

Character Sheet

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Basic

Name: Carmencita D. Tweedle

Pronunciation: Car-men-SEE-tuh

Meaning: Little Song

Nicknames: Carmen, Tweedle Dee, Mutt, Snow Bunny

Name Origins:

Carmen: Shortened from Carmen

Tweedle Dee: Used with Tweedle Dum, Middle Initial, and Last Name

Mutt: Racial Slur for Mixed Race (I will actually beat that living shit out of you if you call me this AHEM Cartman AHEM)

Snow Bunny: A weird combination of my love of snow and Kenny’s love of Playboy Bunnies

Titles: N/A

Aliases: Princess Kenny’s Personal Knight, Estrella

Alias Origin: Games with The Boys

Orientation: Heterosexual

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Date of Birth: June 4th

Star Sign: Gemini

Birth Flower: Rose

Meaning: True Love

Birthstone: Pearl

Meaning: Purity

Species: Human

Affiliation: Humans, Freedom Pals

Social Status: Middle Class

Dead?: Eventually

How?: This is South Park probably really stupidly

Last Words: “SHIT!!! WE’RE GOING TO DIE!!!!”

Appearance

Eye Color: Grey-Blue

Glasses/Contacts: Glasses

Skin Tone: Pale with Freckles

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Hair Length: Just Past Shoulder

Hair Type: Curly

Hairstyle: Ponytail Normally,

Loose When Estrella,

Braids When Knight

Height: 5’1 (Yes, I’m short… only means i’m closer to hell)

Body Build: Skinny and Scrawny

Notable Features: N/A

Piercings: N/A

Tattoos: N/A

Scars: Small Mark on Left Cheek

Birthmarks: Thigh

Wardrobe

Style: Casual and Warm

Favorite Outfit: Dark Blue Coat Lined with Dark Grey Fur, Blue Jeans with Black Star Pattern, Black Fur Lined Boots, Grey Gloves with Ugly Sweater Pattern, Gray Knit Hat with Dark Grey Poof, Black Moschino Backpack with Optimus Prime Bear, Star Ring

Formal Outfit: Black Off Shoulder Asymmetrical Dress, Black Kitten Heels, Black Shoulder Bag with Silver Star Print, Silver Star Necklace, Silver Star Bracelet, Silver and Pearl Star Clip On Earrings, Silver Star Ring

Alter Ego Outfit:

Stick of Truth: Grey Tank Top Cut and Sewn Together with Shoe String, Long Sleeve Black Shirt, Black Hoodie, Black Leggings, Black Boots, Plastic Champion Belt, Plastic Gauntlets, Toy Bow and Arrow

Freedom Pals: Black Tank Top, Blue Galaxy Skater Skirt, Black Tights, Black Leather Jacket with Silver Star Pattern, Black Sneakers with Gold Star Pattern, Multiple Silver and Gold Star Bangles, Black Choker with Dangling Silver Stars, Silver Star Crossbody Bag, Silver Star Headband, Silver Star Ring, Black Lace Masquerade Mask

Accessories: Silver Star Ring

Scent: Vanilla, Green Tea

Relationships

Mother/Mother Figure: Roxane Tweedle

Relationships:

My mother is a very strange woman. She is very paranoid and always moving around the town. She is very attentive to my sister and I’s needs and tends to try to give us anything we could want (which doesn’t mean we actually want it). Whatever time she spends with us usually driving us around to wherever it is we’re going and it’s usually spent with us all terribly singing along to the radio and laughing. Mom isn’t one to want to sit and listen to us or to give us advice as she has a short attention span (probably where Olivia gets it from). She might not be the best mother but she does try and I still love her.

Father/Father Figure: Jackson Tweedle

Relationships:

My father, on the other hand, tends to love to sit and listen to (gossip with) us. He loves to try and smother with us with anything we ask for (Olivia and I honestly made it a game to see how far he would go to get us what we wanted… he has to fail). Dad is just as paranoid as mom is but he hides it a lot better. He was also the one that signed me up for martial arts which caused a huge argument between parents. My dad has been known to also beat the shit out of anyone who dares insult us or my mother (probably where I got it from).

Brothers/Brother Figures: N/A

Relationships: N/A

Sisters/Sister Figures: Olivia Tweedle

Relationships:

As dumb as Olivia can be, she is a very loyal friend and sister. I have, obviously, known her my entire life and she has never let me down (In terms of loyalty and reliability not much else). She can deal with my violent tendencies ad overly snarky demeanor. I can (most of the time) deal with her oblivious, careless attitude. We rarely fight and get along better than most sisters do and I’m pretty happy to have her as my sister.

Aunts/Aunt Figures: Nancy Tweak

Relationships:

Aunt Nancy is very sweet. She is always supportive whatever decision we make even if it might not be the right one. She is also pretty good at telling right from wrong and standing up when she thinks we’re doing something terrible. As supportive as she is she doesn’t really listen and is known to just leave us to our devices for long periods of time. She honestly borders on child neglect with how little she pays attention to us or Tweek.

Uncle/Uncle Figures: Richard Tweak

Relationships:

Uncle Richard is much worse than Aunt Nancy. All he cares about is his business and pays no attention to anything any of his family does. That’s not to say he doesn’t care, he does... he just cares more about his coffee shop. He also does anything to boost his shop which includes manipulating us and Tweek to do his bidding. Yeah, I don’t like my uncle.

Cousins/Cousin Figures: Tweek Tweak

Relationships:

I adore my cousin Tweek. As jitter and jumpy as he is I find him absolutely adorable. I’m usually the one to take the late night calls and now late night talks about pressure and Underpants Gnomes. I try to comfort him but it doesn’t always work cuz this kid is riddled with anxiety. When he’s calmer (calmer, NOT calm) he is pretty fun to hang around and his friends are pretty crazy. You wouldn’t think this but Tweek is surprisingly protective of Olivia and I. He has actually attacked some people he thought had hurt us emotionally or physically.

Nieces/Niece Figures: N/A

Relationships: N/A

Nephews/Nephew Figures: N/A

Relationships: N/A

Sons/Son Figures: N/A

Relationships: N/A

Daughter/Daughter Figures: N/A

Relationships: N/A

Current Guardian: The Tweaks

Relationship: I get along well with Aunt Nancy (I mean she tries), I hate uncle Richard (I know for a fact he’s the entire reason for Tweaks anxiety), and I adore Tweak

Current Significant Other: Kenny McCormick

Relationship:

Kenny McCormick was never the boy I saw myself dating. Simply put he was a major player and I wanted commitment.Kenny went around on any girl that moved and I was no exception, however, I was one of the very few who resisted his… charm. That got him interested and he is surprisingly persistent but so am I. It was a long game of cat and mouse where he would find me and drop cheesy pickup lines, offer compliments, and ask me out over and over while I offered sarcastic comment after witty comeback (if I do say so myself). The game turned into a surprisingly close friendship where the flirting got more jokey and less serious, where his true colors showed and that was when I finally caught feeling for the real Kenny McCormick. The overly perverted, vulgar, overprotective big brother Kenny. It didn’t take me to long to ask him on a date and imagine my surprise when this guy decided to actually give a committed relationship a try. I’m glad he did because now I know the jealous, overprotective, poorly timed joke slinging Kenny too. Obviously, we have a very touchy-feely relationship (which is weird because I’m not a big fan of being touched).

People

Mentors:

Advisor: Kyle Broflovski

Confidant: Kyle Broflovski

Teammates:

Stick of Truth: Humans

Fracture But Whole: Freedom Pals

Friends: Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Tweek Tweak, Butters Stotch, Token Black, Craig Tucker, Jimmy Valmer, Timmy Burch, Heidi Turner (I AM going to beat Cartman for what he did), Karen McCormick

Best Friend: Olivia Tweedle

Love Interest: Kenny McCormick

Rivals: Wendy Testaburger, Bebe Stevens

Enemies: Eric Cartman

Person Hated Most: Eric Cartman

Most Important Person: Olivia Tweedle

Awkward Around: Wendy when she breaks up with Stan, Tweek, and Craig when they’re fighting

Admires: Dad, Kyle

Past

Hometown: North Park

Childhood: Pretty normal, lived in a small town, small house, small family. Then, of course, our parents decided to go on some big trip and dump us with relatives for God knows how long.

Childhood Hero: JK Rowling (What? I like Harry Potter)

Most Important Memory: When my parents finally signed me up for martial arts after months of begging OR When I won my elementary school art competition

Present

Current Location: South Park

Living With:

Occupation: Student

Pets: Wiener Dog/Golden Retriever Mix named Oz

Health

General Health: Meh… I tend to get colds every few weeks

Reason: Apparently I have a sucky immune system

Mental Health: I’d say I’m sane, though, according to others that’s up for debate

Reason: I’m violent and pretty loud once I’m comfortable

Sleep Habits: I sleep like a log

Diet: Umm… I’m not on one

Exercise: Martial Arts, I Ride My Bike A Lot

Allergies: Dairy Products

Injuries: I get scrapes and bruises (I’m kind of a klutz)

Disorders: N/A

Deformity: N/A

Disabilities: N/A

Mutations: N/A

Handicaps: N/A

Medication: N/A

Education

School: South Park High School

Best Class: Art

Worst Class: Biology

Sports: Martial Arts

Clubs: Art Club

Languages: Spanish, English

Memory: Ok, I Guess

Abilities (Fracture But Whole)

List of Powers: Stellarkinesis

Moves:

Gravity Slam: Using the force of gravity to slam and hold opponents to the ground (Kick them in the balls/punch in the boob)

Shooting Star: Bringdown a star from space to hit a target (Chuck Firecrackers at them)

Plasma Beam: Use beam of plasma to harm enemies (Shine flashlight in their eyes)

Stellar Healing: Use stardust remaining from destroyed stars to heal teammates (Neosporin and Band-Aids)

Stardust: Use stardust to confuse opponents (Chuck glitter in their faces)

Abilities

Gravity Manipulation (Basically Telekinesis AKA Imagination)

Stardust Manipulation (Glitter)

Plasma Manipulation (Flashlight)

Origin: As a child, I was taken by a space god worshipping cult who attempted to sacrifice me to their god in a special ritual. Instead of dying, the ritual gave me the power to control the stars and become someone who could protect other children from being attacked and suffering my fate,.(AKA I wear star-shaped ring and own a lot of things with star patterns)

Elements: Space

Strengths: Stars, Night, Evasion, Long Range

Weaknesses: Cold, Water, Over-Exertion, “Nightmares from cult experience” (what the hell does that even mean?)

Restrictions: Over-Exertion of Powers

Immunities: Fire, Light, Sun

Combat

Fighting Style: Quick and Hard, Use Opponent's Strength, Momentum, and Weight Against Them

Weapons: Bow and Arrow (Stick of Truth), Hand to Hand

Personality

Good Traits: Loyal, Creative, Smart, Strategic, Athletic (Fast), Funny, Hard to Get Angry, Romantic

Bad Traits: Snarky, Overly Sarcastic, Explosive Temper, Likes to Hide Bad Feelings, Insecure About Glasses and Relationships, Stubborn

Likes: Animals, Art, Martial Arts, Laughing, Family, Games, Friends, Snow, Stars, Silver, Cheesy Romantic Dates, Reading, Cooking

Dislikes: Getting Angry, SOMEONE Insulting My Friends/Family, Swimming, Hunting, Being Touched by Most People

Turn Ons: Dirty Talk, Compliments, Jokes/Cheesy Pick Up Lines, A Little Rough

Turn Offs: Insults, Silence, Lies

Talents: Drawing, Martial Arts

Sense of Humor: Laughs at Just About Anything

Darkest Secret: Loves Cheesy Pick Up Lines

Does Anyone Know? Who?: Olivia and Possibly Kenny

Greatest Fear: Drowning

Why?: Can't Swim

Other Fears: Cartman Finding Out About Insecurities/Fear/That His Words Sometimes Hurt

Why?: Cartman is Cartman

Most at Ease When: With Karen, Kenny, Olivia, Kyle or Butters (or Any Combination)

Most Uncomfortable When: With Literally Anyone's Parents (They’re all so stupid… how are they even parents?)

Enraged When?: SOMEONE (CARTMAN) Insults My Friends/Family

Depressed When?: I Let My Stupid Insecurities Get to Me

Frightened When?: Getting Too Deep in Water

If Granted One Wish What Would It Be?: That I Didn’t Need Glasses

Habits

Hobbies: Art, Martial Arts, Reading

Instrument?: Nope (It'd be cool though)

Sport?: Martial Arts

Spending Habits: Um… If I Get Excited I Just Buy Shit but I MOstly Hate Shopping

Drinks?: NOPE

Smokes?: EW

Drugs?: EXTRA EW

Nervous Tics: Tugging on Earlobe, Chewing Lip

Favorites

Prized Possession: Star Ring

Color: Silver

Song: When The Day Met The Night by PATD

Quote: “Twinkle twinkle little star, do you know how loved you are”

Movie: Peter Pan

Food: Honey Butter Biscuits

Season: Fall

Book: Harry Potter

Genre: Fantasy

Flower: Stargazers

Flavor: Blueberry

Dessert: Blueberry Coffee Cake

Either/Or

Pessimist or Optimist: Optimist

Pacifist or Fighter: Fighter

Introvert or Extrovert: Extrovert

Proud or Humble: Humble

Messy or Tidy: Messy

Risky or Safe: Risky

Strength or Wisdom: Strength

Flashy or Simple: Simple

Long Range or Short Range: Long Range

Cats or Dogs: Dogs

Hot or Cold: Cold

Book or Movie: Movie

Loud or Quiet: Quiet

Logic or Emotion: Emotion

Work or Relax: Relax

Confident or Shy: Confident

Night or Day: Night

Out of 10

Knowledge: 6/10

Wisdom: 5/10

Motivation: 4/10

Agility: 6/10

Power Control: 7/10

Hand to Hand: 8/10

Long Range Accuracy: 6/10

Offense: 7/10

Defense: 4/10

Reflexes: 5/10

Speed: 7/10

Strength: 6/10

Sociability: 5/10

Bravery: 7/10

Confidence: 6/10

Generosity: 5/10

Endurance: 4/10

Evasion: 6/10

Kindness: 5/10

Creativity: 8/10

Charisma: 6/10

Memory: 5/10

Temper: 2/10

Patience: 8/10

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misssophiachase · 7 years

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“I don’t need a Prince Charming saving me.” + KC, pretty please

Thanks darling Madina @arrenemris, great prompt (and so sorry for the delay). It became something unexpected so the prompt kind of evolved hehe. I was watching one of my fave Shakespearian film adaptions recently, so this modern spin is where the inspiration came from. Also because Beatrice and Benedick ARE Klaroline ( you know, just saying)! Also it is a bit of a different take on Klaus for once but I hope you like this still : )

Much Ado About Nothing

“Klaus Mikaelson doesn’t even need to act,” Katherine observed from the wings. She and Caroline were watching him and his younger brother Kol, who was playing Katherine’s love interest Claudio, rehearse centre stage. “He is Benedick.”

“Yeah, you’ve got that right. An arrogant and smug know-it-all,” Caroline muttered. “I can’t believe I have to kiss him, I mean who knows where those lips have been before? I might even need to sanitise my mouth afterwards.”

Klaus had quite the reputation in theatre circles as a ladies man and from all reports it was fairly common for his on-stage romances to carry over off-stage. But only for the duration of the production because after that he apparently moved onto his next project and next unwitting co-star. Caroline knew for a fact that she had no interest in being his latest victim.

“Well, I had to kiss his brother in rehearsal yesterday.”

“And?”

“It was okay, I suppose,” she offered indifferently, her eyes flickering to the front row of the theatre where the show’s director sat keeping a watchful eye over proceedings. While extremely handsome, Caroline had noticed just how brooding he was given the deep set frown he wore most of the time during rehearsals.

“But not an Elijah Mikaelson kind of kiss,” Caroline teased. The chemistry between the reverred director and Katherine, who was playing Hero, had been palpable to say the least.

“He’s far too serious for me,” she murmured, although her gaze remained unflinching.

“Yes, because that seems to be such an issue,” Caroline joked. “I can practically see the drool, Pierce.”

“Funny roomie,” Katherine drawled.

They’d been best friends for as long as Caroline could remember and it was comforting to have someone in the same field who always had your back, especially when you moved to a foreign and big city like London. For the most part she liked it, not only because it was a vibrant and intriguing city with plenty to do but because she felt a lot more immersed in her role being there.

It was unusual to cast Americans for such classic Shakespearian roles but Katherine and Caroline were highly skilled actresses and had impressed Elijah Mikaelson during the audition. Something she’d been told wasn’t such an easy feat.

What she hadn’t expected was just how frustrating her co-star would be. She’d heard the stories about Klaus Mikaelson, everyone had, but Caroline liked to give people the benefit of the doubt given just how misleading the media could be when it came to celebrity gossip.

Klaus however had proven to be just as insufferable as she’d expected. She would have complained but it was kind of difficult when one brother was the director of the production and the other one playing a leading role.

When she’d met Klaus at the initial table read a few weeks earlier, he’d been equal parts frustrating and arrogant. He may of been an outstanding actor, that much she couldn’t dispute, but he didn’t have to act like he knew it in front of the entire cast. Caroline knew types just like him and the thought of having to co-star in such close proximity was going to be a struggle.

After rehearsals a few days later, Klaus had propositioned her and then, after she rejected his blatant advances, he’d proceeded to ignore her. Not only was he conceited, he was also a man child in her view.

Caroline had subsequently made the decision to act professionally on stage and then hopefully never cross paths with Klaus Mikaelson ever again. Unfortunately she had to get through another two weeks of rehearsals and a three month season on the West End before she could put any miles between them.

The only upside she’d decided was being able to look at his pretty face for extended periods. He may of been an ass but there was no doubting his extremely good looks.

“You can’t lie to me Pierce, I know you too well,” Caroline replied.

“Says the girl who supposedly doesn’t want to kiss Klaus Mikaleson,” she sing songed, nudging her in the ribs teasingly.

“Who wants to kiss me?” A very familiar and annoying voice enquired behind them. She gave Katherine a brief dirty look and then closed her eyes momentarily, trying to come up with a sassy response. There was no way she was going to inflate his oversized ego any further. “I know I’m irresistible but..”

“Nobody,” she shot back, thinking just how lame it sounded. She spun around on her heel to face him defiantly, there was no way Klaus Mikaelson was going to intimidate her. “Unfortunately I have to do it though. Luckily I’m getting some form of monetary compensation for that particularly unpleasant task.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll try to make it as least unpleasant as possible for you, princess,” he quipped moving dangerously closer, those annoying dimples appearing from nowhere and flashing in her direction. Caroline only hoped that her cheeks weren’t as flushed as they felt at that particular moment.

“Listen up everyone,” Elijah called out from front of stage. Caroline was relieved for the interruption at that particular moment. Especially given he was standing entirely too close and his aftershave was messing with her concentration. “I want to practice the Benedick and Beatrice scene in Act 5 scene 2 after the break.” Caroline knew what that meant, the kiss she’d been dreading for weeks.

“I think he heard your desperate cries for that kissing scene,” Klaus smirked, his hot breath tickling her earlobe. She reached up attempting to swat him out of her personal space, making connection with his cheek. “How did you know I liked it rough?” Caroline didn’t respond, just pushed past him towards backstage. She needed a drink to steady her nerves, she just wished it was straight vodka and not water.

15 minutes later

Klaus was nervous, that much was obvious given the way he was pacing back and forth in his dressing room. He looked up at the wall clock wearily, knowing that he was due on stage already. Before he knew it Elijah would be bleating at him incessantly like when they were children.

Having his brother as director had definitely been an adjustment, so too Kol as his co-star. The media had joked in interviews in the lead-up that it was a family affair and Klaus had to hold his tongue before he shared his real thoughts on the matter. It wasn’t that he didn’t like his siblings but preferred their contact to be in much smaller doses. He was just happy that Rebekah hadn’t joined this project in her costume designing capacity given she was busy on another project in the States. Klaus could only take so much Mikaelson blood in his vicinity.

What he hadn’t expected was to meet Caroline Forbes. Sure, he’d heard about her impressive talents during the audition process but he hadn’t quite expected to almost lose his voice upon meeting her at the table read. She was even more stunning in person with those faultless, golden waves and creamy complexion. Then he’d heard her melodic laugh and Klaus wasn’t quite sure what to do. His pathetic response had been to put on an overly inflated and arrogant persona that Klaus liked to call his Mr Hyde impression.

Nobody knew it but Klaus had unpredictable, anxious tendencies (he liked to blame his parent’s dysfunctional marriage) which is why he’d taken up a career in acting. What better way to hide them than pretend to be someone completely different?

It had worked for him thus far but Caroline’s sudden appearance had thrown him and his pretend playboy act into disarray and now seemed to have escalated out of control. First on the table read then his attempt to ask her out which had fallen flat. Klaus really shouldn’t have been surprised. He hated that character as much as it seemed Caroline did.

After his first college production the rumours had travelled thick and fast that he was some womaniser. The true story was that Hayley Marshall didn’t appreciate rejection and decided to make up her own story depicting him as some heartless romeo. Rather than address the rumours he’d chosen to embrace it. Klaus figured if women thought he was such a player then that meant he didn’t need to bother getting hurt.

“Niklaus!” Elijah baulked, coming to the door and banging his hand against the frame. “We’re waiting, Your Majesty.” Klaus had to resist the urge to roll his eyes, let the incessant bleating begin.

“I need a minute,” he murmured softly.

“You’ve had multiple minutes,” he warned. “I’ve never known you to turn down a kissing scene, little brother.” He’d managed to even fool his own family it seemed. It was at that point Klaus decided he deserved a bloody Toni Award.

“I’m not feeling the best,” he uttered, feigning sickness. It was the one line he knew would work given Elijah’s deep aversion to germs. Klaus coughed, hoping that his act would convince his brother to call off rehearsal. Elijah considered him gravely before moving backwards and Klaus knew he had him.

“Well, in that case,” he muttered, retreating even further. “We’ll pick this up in the morning.” Klaus definitely deserved the ‘fooling your own sibling’ award, that was for sure. He was gone before Klaus could reply or add another fake cough for effect.

He momentarily wondered what Caroline would think about his sudden disappearance but for some reason he was just pleased he didn’t need to face her today. As pathetic as it sounded, Klaus was scared of what kissing those pink lips would mean. It had been so easy to fake with others until she turned up in his life unexpectedly. So beautiful, brash and intelligent and Klaus had no idea how to handle her.

45 minutes later

Caroline was annoyed. She’d psyched herself up for their possible kissing scene earlier and Klaus had been a no-show. She should have been relieved but for some reason she felt rejected, not surprising when it came to him. Apparently he was sick but there was no doubt Klaus was playing games with her.

She’d headed down to the costume department shortly afterwards. One of her dresses had accidentally torn during the last scene and she needed trusty Ruth and her sewing machine to fix it before final dress rehearsal.

Caroline knocked on the door but there was no answer so she pushed it open slowly. The darkness enveloping Caroline telling her that everyone had gone home for the day after Klaus’ premature departure no doubt. She decided to remove the dress there and put one of the white robes nearby to return to her dressing room. After she’d come all this way she figured it was probably best given how soon they were due to open.

Caroline grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it upwards, she felt the light fabric inch over her warm skin from her thighs and over her abdomen softly. It wasn’t until she tried to ease it over her head that Caroline realised she was stuck. The dress wasn’t going any further and she was standing there unsure of what to do next to dislodge the material from her underwear clad body.

She inhaled slowly, feeling her claustrophobic tendencies returning with a vengeance. What the hell was she supposed to do now? It wasn’t like anyone could help her and she was growing increasingly worried about being found dead with her white dress strangling her body and cutting off all possible oxygen. If that wasn’t a visual to make you anxious she didn’t know what was.

Caroline heard a slight rustling from the corner of the room and froze. Were there mice in here and she didn’t know about it? Vermin and small spaces were definitely in her top five fears. She was just wondering which was going to be next. Spiders, snakes or birds. She continued in her pose, wondering if she could locate some scissors and cut this thing off her, even just to escape the mice.

“Hello? Who’s there?” She paused thinking that he was the worst person to find her in this precarious position.

“It’s just me.”

“I thought you were a mouse or, even worse, a bird,” she squeaked, silently relieved. If all else failed, Caroline figured you should try to distract said sexy but arrogant actor with a serious personality problem.

“Not so white and furry, plus I don’t like cheese,” he offered. She had to fight the urge to smile even in her current and awkward state.

“That’s blasphemous,” she chided. “Don’t ever say that if you try to cross the border into France.”

“They don’t like us English much anyway, so no great loss,” he quipped. Caroline was surprised to hear him being so easy going and friendly after their previous encounters. “As much as I’d like to ignore the elephant in the room, do you need some help, love?” Suddenly she felt their fragile relationship going back to where they started off. Bastard.

“I bet you’d love that,” she hissed, trying to remember to breathe through her growing anger. “I don’t need some ‘pretend’ prince charming trying to save me. What are you doing here anyway, Mikaelson? Spying on me?”

He didn’t speak for a while, Caroline would have guesses in her current predicament at least forty seconds, she could hear his increasing and ragged breathing from this vantage point though. She wasn’t quite sure how to take that silence, especially partially dressed. As much as she wanted to beg for help it wasn’t in Caroline’s make-up to show weakness.

“I was resting actually. A room full of costumes and no one else kind of relaxes me.” Caroline wasn’t quite sure how to take it but his sincere tone was telling her she may of misjudged him initially.

“Do you like try them on or something?” She asked, against her better judgment.

“No,” he chuckled softly. “I just kind of sit here in silence.”

“Seriously? Are you playing with me again?”

“Surprisingly no,” he conceded. Caroline couldn’t miss his sincerity yet again.

“Am I on Punk’d or something?”

“Well, if you are,” he offered. “Might I suggest you get that dress off and stop flashing your underwear sooner rather than later.” Caroline had to admit, he did have a point. She’d kind of forgotten her bare predicament in all of their banter.

“You tell anyone about this and I kill you,” she threatened.

“Noted.”

Before she knew it, Caroline could feel his hands sliding over her abdomen and brushing the skin on her arms softly.

Caroline shuddered involuntarily thinking this was obviously his ploy to get women into his bed. She made a mental note to reject him as soon as this dress wasn’t strangling her. It took all of five second for the material to loosen and her sight was restored. Unfortunately it was restored straight into his dark, blue eyes that were watching her intently. If she wasn’t pretty much naked Caroline knew she could have stayed there with him like that.

She eventually managed to avert her eyes, finding a stray robe hanging nearby. Caroline threw it on, knowing that as soon as she was clothed the weird tension would hopefully dissipate. Unfortunately it didn’t, their gaze still unwavering. Suddenly all the insults and quips weren’t enough to save Caroline and she had no idea why.

30 seconds later

She was beautiful. Klaus knew that without having to witness her partially dressed in the costume department. He’d been surprised to hear a slight knocking and then see Caroline enter, attempting to take off her dress for some reason.

Klaus had tried to look away, his eyes immediately averted. The one thing he respected was privacy and the fact she didn’t know he was sitting there wouldn’t bode well. It wasn’t until she got stuck that Klaus knew he needed to intervene but how exactly?

He’d managed to find his voice, although it was difficult given her stunning form in such close proximity. He’d been surprisingly playful until she dressed herself and then things became awkward, their eyes unflinching.

“I should get going,” he barely managed.

“What? No smart and untoward sexually charged remark?” Klaus immediately felt bad. He’d been so busy playing a foreign role to repel her that he’d forgotten how to be the guy he actually was. Suddenly, Klaus knew he didn’t deserve anyone’s sympathy after his behaviour.

“I’m so sorry,” he admitted. “I have a tendency to act like a jerk because it’s easier than being myself.” He noticed her face softening slightly.

“So, if you don’t mind me asking, what’s wrong with yourself exactly?”

“That’s an extremely long story,” he smiled, knowingly.

“So how about you tell me about it, over dinner. You know when I’m properly dressed,” she offered. “And just so you know, I have no intention of putting out, Mikaelson.“

“Are you at least going to tell me about the bird phobia?” He teased.

“Funnily enough, that’s an extremely long story too. It involves a mean pelican and my seventh birthday party cake”

The tabloids were feverish with the news that leading theatre couple Klaus Mikaelson and Caroline Forbes had cemented their onstage relationship off stage a few months later.

Caroline and Klaus didn’t care what the rumoured reporting was because they knew what they shared was the real thing unlike everything else that had come before it.

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She Made It After All

"I'm not a great actress who can create a character. I play me." Those were the words of the television icon Mary Tyler Moore, who, as you surely know, recently died of cardiopulmonary arrest with complications from pneumonia, to a journalist, summing up what, as she saw it, was her acting technique. Not only were said words incorrect by and of themselves as, as the TV-interviewing legend Dick Cavett pointed out, they represented a leonine misunderstanding of what comprises a believable and effective performance, they were an entirely unjust minimization of what she gave us television viewers these many years. And what she gave us television viewers these many years was unvarnished gaiety and laughter, not to mention, quite often, heart-tugging moments. It all started, for me as with everybody else, when she portrayed the housewife/mother Laura Petrie on the classic TV sitcom The Dick Van Dyke Show. Like everybody else, I have fond memories of her strutting about in those tight black capri pants--which would alternate with a light-colored skirt--and looking quite scrumptious (The renowned cinema director Rob Reiner told a Playboy Magazine Interviewer a very humorous story concerning those pants. One day while Reiner was on the Van Dyke Show set--his Dad, of course, was the head honcho of the show--he became so turned-on looking at Moore in the aforementioned pants that he reached up and literally touched her ass. Moore, need it be said, was shocked and, need it be said, immediately told Reiner's Dad what his son had done. Which prompted the following dialogue between the Reiner father and the Reiner son. Father: "Did you touch Mary Tyler Moore on the ass?" Son: "Yeah." Father: "Well, don't do it again"). There are two scenes Moore was in during her time on that show wherein she most fully showed what she could do, wherein she best displayed her monumental comedic-acting chops. .Sally (Rose Marie, of course), who usually did the typing during the Alan Brady writers' sessions, was--for a reason that, alas, has completely escaped my memory--unable to come to work. So Rob (Van Dyke, of course), after quite a lot of prodding from her, consented to allow wife Laura to fill Sally's place at the typewriter. During Laura's day on the job, she made a number of suggestions regarding the writing, some of which were quite good (Example: Rob and his colleague/friend Buddy [Morey Amsterdam, of course] had written a script wherein it was asked: "Why should we [Americans] want to go to the moon?" To which Laura piped up: "To find out whether it's chewy or chocolate cream"). Rob, however, rather than welcome his wife's input, was downright savage toward her, rather crudely telling her that she wasn't there to assist in the writing but to type and to stick to that. This behavior, sad to say, repeated itself several times. Naturally Laura became frustrated but when she tearily protested, Rob carved into her yet again ("You've been nothing but trouble ever since you've been here"). This of course was for Laura the straw that broke the camel's back and, after telling hubby off in kind ("The purpose [for my coming here] was to help you"), she stormed out, proclaiming: "I'm fired!" (Which caused Rob to yell after her: "You can't fire! I quit you!"). It was Moore's effortless charm during the office-writing scenes and, later, her deftly summoning just the right amounts of vulnerability and hurt in reacting to Van Dyke's verbal abuse that made that episode work, that were wholly responsible for its winning humanity. .A teenage girl with whom Rob had become good friends--I, alas, have forgotten just what her position was in the episode--had developed a fervent crush on him, going so far as to openly tell him that she wanted to marry him. At first Laura was bemused by this but, as time wore on, she understandably became pissed. Which caused this dialogue between the Petries. Rob: "I'll tell [the girl] that if I marry her, you'll kill yourself." Laura, sardonically: "No, if you marry her, I'll kill you both." (After a bit more dialogue) Rob: "Well, I'm not going to marry [the girl]." Laura, with equal sarcasm: "Well, that's good news." It was the unforced sass and pointed wit Moore displayed in this scene that had you watching, that kept you laughing. And Moore got even better when she got her own namesake television sitcom. The Mary Tyler Moore Show to this day stands as one of the most thoroughly stylish, most firmly adult sitcoms in network-TV history--indeed, there is considerable evidence to support the argument that it's the best such program in network-TV history. It was TV Guide that reported that when the show was being put together, CBS executives sent memos urging that there be "block comedy" scenes, like Moore being trapped in a roomful of monkeys and that "to jazz up the story," Moore "should date a visiting European prince." Happily, there were no--no--such times on the show. At all times--at all times--The Mary Tyler Moore Show grounded its humor in the recognizable and the believable. Also: Said program's episodes were always, always filled with what Moore herself would call "articulate, witty humor," never, ever devolving into the kind of televised hollering matches that were a staple of the "groundbreaking," vastly-overrated All in the Family--and, come to think of it, all of Norman Lear's prime-time sitcoms (One Day at a Time being the sole--the sole--exception). And while the Moore Show often dealt with topical subjects--anti-Semitism, the rise of the "happy-talk" television-news programs during the 1970s, the inequality in pay women experience in comparison with men--there was never, never the kind of self-applauding, look-Ma-we're-Dealing-With-An-Issue air that the Lear sitcoms--again, One Day being the only exception--took on when they did the same. Au contraire, the Moore Show's issue-exploration was always marvelously matter-of-fact, always blissfully devoid of self-indulgent chest-thumping. There were two episodes of the Moore Show, in particular, wherein its lead player best showed off her enormous talent, were the best frames for her towering ability. .One episode--which was written by David Lloyd, who, come to think of it, wrote the vast majority of the funniest Moore Shows--began with Mary Richards (Moore, of course) happily working in front of a typewriter. We soon find out that she's written a short story, which she eventually gives to her boss/buddy Lou Grant (Ed Asner, of course), fervently urging him to read it and give her feedback. When Grant demurs on the grounds that if he tells Mary he doesn't like it, she'll resent him, she earnestly assures him that that won't happen ("Rather than hate you, I'll love you that much more"). Well, Grant agrees to read Mary's story and, after he does, gives her his honest reaction, which is quite negative. Despite the facts that Grant's negativity is given 1) very hesitantly and 2) very tactfully, Mary, as the man himself warned her she would be, is quite resentful ("You're really having a good time, aren't you, Mr. Grant?"). Being intensely pissed off, Mary storms toward the door, first telling off Grant ("[The fact that you don't like my story] doesn't mean that you're wrong and I'm right. It does mean, however, that you can do your own damn baby shopping"), then storming out, indignantly slamming the door behind her. We next see the two of them at a gathering at Mary's apartment, with Grant assuring her that he'll have her laughing again--by tickling her (Mary, with mega-intense sarcasm: "My, is there no limit to the realms of your expertise?"). Grant tickles her, but no dice: Mary doesn't even so much as crack a smile ("Would you like a feather?" she asks him). Naturally Grant gives up, repeating his view that Mary's story is inferior and telling her that she knows it. Here Mary, livid at him, blatantly lies, telling Grant that a major publication has bought her story. Grant, being chastened, backs off from his initial reaction ("I've never been so glad to have been proven wrong in my life"). Yet in time Mary confesses to him that she was lying--a fact, we find out, Grant knew all along. Here Grant throws down the gauntlet ("Mary, I don't know how you want to be treated...Do you want me to puff up your ego?...Treat you like some boob?"). To which Mary replies: "God, yes!" Knowing when he's licked, Grant at last finally tells our Mary what she wants, and has wanted from the start, to hear: "Mary, I loved your story."To which she smiles beatifically, coos: "Thank you, Mr. Grant," and, still smiling rather vapidly, leaves. The comedic brio Moore showed in that episode, going from comedic earnestness to comedic disappointment to comedic manipulation to, at last finally, comedic satisfaction with stunning ease, powered that episode, gave it heft and spice. .Through a series of events that would take too long to detail, Mary discovers that Grant had a one-night stand with Happy Homemaker Sue Ann Nivens (Betty White, of course). Grant of course demands that Mary sit on this information, not tell anybody for fear of how Sue Ann will react, an insistence that sends Mary into gales of laughter ("What are you afraid [Sue Ann] will do, hold a spatula to your throat?"). However, Grant persists and Mary, solely to pacify Grant, crosses her heart--as Grant demands she do. Yet in a very brief time Mary, in an act of damnable--and entirely uncharacteristic--insensitivity, breaks her vow and freely tells news writer Murray (Gavin MacLeod, of course) of Grant and Sue Ann's one-nighter. When Grant finds out about Mary's betrayal, he is of course deeply hurt and, displaying admirable maturity here, breaks off the friendship he had with her "I still respect you as a producer. I still want you to work here. We're still a business. But we're not friends any more"). Mary, fully distraught at this, breaks into tears, pleadingly urging Grant to reconsider. Her boss and former friend, however, is having none of it ("Have you finished crying so we can get on with business?"). In time, though, Grant hooks back up with Sue Ann, there's some business--sad to say, I've wholly forgotten what it consisted of--and then Grant returns to his office, where he discovers an anxious Mary. She after a while tells him about what she claims was a one-night stand, similar to the one Grant had with Sue Ann, with a leading TV-news person. And that leading TV-news person was, she dramatically claims: "Walter Cronkite." She sees Grant struggling to suppress a smile, so she goes at it a second time: "Roger Mudd?" She witnesses Grant struggling even harder to keep from smiling, so she bores in: "If you smile, that means we're friends again." The episode ends with Grant not only freely smiling but freely hugging Mary--clearly saying that he's fully forgiven her and that the close and deep friendship they shared is back on track. It was in this episode that Mary fully, fully shined, being charmingly bemused upon hearing of Grant's assignation with Sue Ann, being charmingly gossipy when going against her crossing-of-the-heart and spilling the beans to Murray, and, at last finally, confronted with Grant being justly hurt by Mary's insensitivity and his ending the friendship he had with her and her struggling--successfully, as it happily turns out--to regain that friendship, being deeply moving and appealingly human. It is all this great work, spanning not just one but two decades, that brings on prodigious regret and prodigious sadness that this girl who could turn the world on with her smile has been forever taken from us. However, we're compensated by the fact that, being able to catch her uber-deft comedic acting in not one but two television sitcoms thanks to DVD, we can savor her applying her stupendous talent and her stupendous professionalism--and, again, thanks to DVD, see with the Moore Show in particular that, in regularly bestowing upon us that talent and that professionalism, she really and truly did make it after all.

#Mary Tyler Moore #dick cavett #laura petrie #The Dick Van Dyke Show #rob reiner #the mary tyler moore show #TV Guide #All in the family #norman lear #one day at a time #Lou Grant #Ed Asner

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