#if something like that were to happen in the next ep i would not complain at all

[doobea]

DAYTIME SHOOTING STAR - REO MIKAGE

synopsis: Being a college student sucks. Having a crush on your best friend also sucks. Your best friend having a crush on your other best friend is . . . kinda the worst. In which, Reo is hopelessly in love with you but you’re hard crushing on Nagi.

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contents: reo centric, second lead syndrome feat. fem!reader & reo, heavy narration in beginning as per usual whoops, also in an au where bluelock never happened LOL, starts from past -> present day, unnamed love interest for nagi, a small aquarium date (?), mentions of high school sports festival, i watched like two eps of haikyuu idk anything abt volleyball, first part written due to nagi's lil trivia facts hehe word count: 3.5K a/n: are u guys familiar with the mythology behind the summer triangle? based off of an old Chinese legend hehe... its also been translated over to a few other asian lores too under diff names ...

DENEB -> prev. -> next.

“Nice receive!”

A low whistle flew out of Reo's mouth as he watched the volleyball soar into the air, high enough that it almost touched their gym's ceiling. Sounds of sneakers and shot calls echoed throughout the court as the timer entered its final minute. The game was heading into their match point, players and audience members alike were holding their breaths as the volleyball descended over to the red team—Nagi’s team.

A spike, followed by a block, and another failed spike. For an intermediate volleyball match, most of these players were exceptionally talented. But it doesn’t surprise Reo that much, after all, half of the students probably paid for expensive sporting lessons either in their free time or were forced by their parents.

Reo flinched when your arm smacked his shoulder, most likely out of stress and anticipation. “Reo!” You gasped again, nearly jumping out of the bleachers when another spike was blocked.

Reo knew what the outcome would be, despite everyone’s evident tensed body language. He didn’t even have to pay close attention to know that the red team would win in the end.

He tipped his head to the side and caught you staring at something with focus. He followed your gaze and—oh. There was a lot happening on the volleyball court but it’s no mistake that you’re attention was honed in on Nagi. 

The way the other male effortlessly blocked and spiked back against the opposing team nearly made everyone in the bleachers silent. Soon, the whistles went out and the players switched sides for the next set.

Just three days before the sports festival, Nagi was complaining to everyone in homeroom about having to participate in their annual volleyball tournament. He was chosen due to his ridiculous height and tried to think of excuses to get out of it. Apparently, saying he was planning to be sick wasn’t a good enough excuse for the coaches. 

And now, somehow with no training and interest in the sport, Nagi had captivated nearly everyone in the gym. You were definitely staring—no, gawking—you were definitely gawking at his best friend and Reo felt the heat spreading across his face. He doesn’t know why that bothered him so much. 

You held your breath as Nagi lazily waved toward your area and shyly waved back. “Has he always been like this?”

“Been like what?”

“Good at like… everything?”

Reo found himself scoffing without realizing it. “Sure, if you count sleeping in class and not eating vegetables to be a good thing.” And then he paused, wondering why he was even badmouthing one of his only friends. 

Reo flushed. He wondered if maybe he should ask about Nagi, about what’s going on between the two of you. He was torn though—was it his business? Maybe that was a question better saved for Nagi. He found himself in a place where he was trying to make an effort, finally, to learn what was going on with his friends’ lives, but he didn’t know what he could and couldn’t say, or ask. It’s a very weird place to be in.

Then something red and flashy on your lap caught his eye. It was a bracelet, a makeshift one. He reached over and took it from you, not that you minded, the three of you had been close friends for a while now ever since the party incident. 

Skinship wasn’t a foreign concept to Reo and Nagi, having to often greet each other with arms slinging across each other’s shoulders, occasional piggyback rides, and comfortable enough to share some of their own clothes. In the beginning, you were reserved and quieter, not because you were shy—Reo was taken aback when he first heard you rant for about an hour straight about one classmate—but because of the harassment you’ve faced. Reo doesn’t like using his status to get his way with things, but hanging around him did help lessen the treatment. It had reached a point where the other students stopped gossiping about you and they were actually talking to you. Talking in a way to get closer to Reo, which might not be the ideal ending but it was definitely better.

Reo held the bracelet in his hand, inspecting the little charms that clung to it. There were cats, kanji characters for ‘good luck’ and ‘victory’, and a singular volleyball. Had you forgotten to give it to Nagi?

“He said it would’ve gotten in the way,” You explained with a dip in your tone.

For some reason, that made him ticked off. It was such a Nagi thing to say but you went out of your way to make this for him. Reo was quick to claim the bracelet as his own, adjusting the band on his wrist. 

“Well, clearly he didn’t need it to win anyway.” Reo joked, smiling when he saw your lips tugging up again. “I still have to complete my relay runs after this, so—” He dangled the bracelet in front of you, charms swinging side to side, and grinned. “—cheer on for me, yeah?”

You cocked your head, shoulder nudging against his, and Reo already sensed the incoming tease. “Not as good enough as Nagi?”

And there it was again, the weird feeling in his chest. It was accompanied by a bitter taste in his mouth. 

Reo wafted his hand, nudging back with slightly more force to indicate his annoyance. His hand eventually settled on your other shoulder and he tugged you close, much to your surprise. “Maybe, maybe not. I just don’t want Nagi stealing all the good luck away from me.”

You frowned but it only lasted for a few seconds before you laughed. “You have all the luck in the world, Reo. I don’t think you need anymore.”

He shook his head. He was probably tensed, his jaw set, shoulders squared, and back straight. Reo didn’t dare lift his eyes away from the volleyball court as Nagi scored the next point. “No, I definitely need it.”

“Hey, hey, hey!”

The sound of your voice stirs Reo from his bed. He groans and rubs his eyes, sitting up and face immediately getting hit by the waking sunlight. His vision is slightly disoriented but it’s obvious that you’re standing in his room, dressed up for some reason, and looking oddly… pissed? Reo is sure he hasn’t done anything recently to upset you that much. 

Your hands are folded across your chest, cheeks puffed out. “Did you forget about today already?”

He runs a hand through his hair and yawns. “Good morning to you too and…” Reo stares at his phone by his bedside. “It’s Sunday?” The statement is pretty obvious and he’s positive it’s not the right answer you’re looking for. 

“You promised that we would go to the aquarium together a week ago.” 

Ah, right. He did say that on the way back to the apartment that night. It was more or less on a whim of other string of ideas Reo threw out to cheer you up. A two-hour long unlimited shopping spree? You weren’t interested in the slightest. An aquarium visit though? You looked at him as if he was the one to put stars up in the night sky. 

“Give me 15 minutes and I’ll be ready.” Reo gets up and starts making the bed. After, he picks out a simple white button-up and a pair of fitted trousers. When he realizes that you’re still standing in his room, Reo throws a small look over his shoulder. “Is Nagi out there?”

“No, he’s actually out right now.” You try to school your expression into neutrality, but there is a very clear shadow across your face. He almost regrets asking you that question because of how bothered you look right now. “I bumped into him on the way in and it looked like he was going somewhere.”

“Going where?” It’s a rhetorical question but you somehow even looked even more annoyed.

An eye roll. “Did you bump your head or something, Reo? Isn’t he like your best friend and roommate?”

No, and yes. While he didn’t quite bump his head into anything, Reo’s mind has been ebbing between a state of reminiscing and autopilot for the last few days. Nagi’s been doing the same, though a bit of a better job at it since he’s… Nagi. 

“He hasn’t told me anything,” Reo finally says. 

“Oh,” You bite your lip, and a low hum falls out of your lips as you turn on your heel, walking out of his room. “Well, let me know when you’re ready. I’ll be out in the kitchen.” Your annoyed mood from earlier quickly dissipated into something more mild.

Reo changes into his outfit without much thought. He applies a small bit of his favorite cologne that you like, not too strong but not too subtle, with just enough hints of woody and citrus undertones. You said it reminds you of home one time and he’s always made sure to have enough refills around for special occasions. 

This is supposed to be one of them but Reo can’t help but feel uncomfortable. Even with Nagi rejecting your feelings, Reo still feels like he’s treading in between something. Just thinking about it makes his mind ache. Slowly, he feels himself creeping back into that place where he can’t think, can’t concentrate, can’t do anything but feel numb and worn thin. But today’s about you, a promise that he made to cheer you up. He shakes off the thoughts when he meets up with you, his phone out with the rideshare app ready.

Every time you hang around him, he learns something new about you. For example, this morning you confessed that you were able to get into the apartment because apparently Nagi made you a spare key earlier on in the year. You’ve hardly ever snuck your way in and, for the moments you did, you loved to misplace Reo’s belongings. Which explains why for a week straight back in the fall semester his toothbrush appeared in random places — in the air fryer, cereal box, and his pencil case.

And, today, Reo learns that you like jellyfish. Like a lot. Add starfish and sea turtles to the list too but, overall, jellyfish takes the cake. The exhibit isn’t even that big, maybe the size of a small studio apartment at best, but you two have been waddling back and forth between the space for maybe twenty minutes. And Reo feels like he’s about to lose his mind.

“Aren’t they so cute?” Your face is practically pressed up against the warped glass, eyes never leaving a particular white baby jellyfish—if baby jellyfish are even a thing, Reo doesn’t really know how they reproduce. 

He blinks and then eventually nods. “If you think so.”

He doesn’t mind watching them float around again but kinda wishes to look at the other animals, like puffins and otters. Now those are cute. 

You seem to pick up on his tone and scrunch your nose in disapproval. Your face looks way out of proportion from where he stands, the warped glass isn’t making your expression more threatening than what you’re willing to put out. 

“Reo Mikage, you’re supposed to be cheering me up today, right?” You sigh, eyeing him wearily.

“Right…” He says slowly.

“So at least pretend that these jellyfish are the most adorable thing on earth for now, okay?”

“Fine, fine.” Reo mimics your movements, his hands and face close to the tank on the opposite side. Yet, instead of fixating on the jellyfish, his gaze drifts to your face, observing the small movements and tugging on your lips as you fondly gaze at them. A smile involuntarily plays on his lips. Even if this is more of a friend date, he can at least cherish this little moment.

“See? I told you they’re cute.” You grin and Reo’s heart does an evil flip. 

“Yeah, they're cute,” he concedes, flushing red because is he talking about the animals or something else?

Reo entertains the moment for just a few minutes longer until you finally agree to check out other areas of the aquarium. You’re now rambling about the lifespan of a fish that he forgets the name of. He’s unsure why but his brain fizzles out again.

He stops walking, hands stuffed deep into his pocket as he stares hard at the ground. Reo feels a little creeping flush of shame overtaking his cheeks. “It’s okay if you want to use me as a distraction from Nagi.” 

Your reaction is immediate; you nearly lose your footing, as if his words are acting as a powerful force. “Woah, another joke?” You’re laughing but your eyebrows are furrowed. 

Reo stiffens a little, suddenly realizing the reality of his situation. The tension between the two of you is almost tangible, hanging in the air like a delicate thread that could either break or strengthen. “I’m saying you can rely on me, you know that?” 

You blink, chewing at your lips over his suggestion. “What are you even saying right now?”

“I think sometimes you’re an idiot and I know you’re still stuck on having feelings for him. But, no matter what happens, I’ll make sure that you’re happy. I’ll be by your side.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m a bigger idiot.”

Reo's admission hangs in the air. He watches you blink, trying to process the weight of his words. This is a side of him that he rarely omits.

You take a step closer, gaze meeting his. “Reo, you're not an idiot. And you don't have to do this for me. I can't just use you as a distraction. It wouldn't be fair to you.”

Reo shakes his head. “I'm not saying you should use me. I'm saying I want to be there for you.” Maybe... maybe he’ll be more than just a distraction.

“Don’t you have feelings for someone else too?” You ask, your voice soft and tender.

He laughs, and it’s the half-bitterness that’s driving him. “Yeah, but you’re important—both you and Nagi. So, let me be your distraction.”

You shy away at his persistence, huffing out your cheeks and pouting. “You're relentless, you know that?”

He shrugs, appearing to be nonchalant but his stomach is doing flips again. He knows he shouldn’t push this further. It’s too early, he’s sure your mind is a mess, but he feels his selfishness setting in. “Call it what you want but I'm serious about this. I don’t need an immediate answer right now.”

Reo stares at the tank next to him, it’s a large one filled with manta rays and small fish alike. He’s half-staring at the passing scenery, half trying to get out of the stupid recesses of his mind. He huddles closer to the wall, goosebumps littering his arms from the cool air from above and his restless thoughts. You’re silent, most likely still processing the outrageous offer he placed on the table, but you don’t seem too offended by it. He takes that as a good sign.

“Let’s check out the gift shop.” Reo sighs out, but slowly straightens up. His palms are sweaty, and the cold air is working against him, making his movements slow and clumsy. “Plushies are on me.”

You arrive back at their place, hands full with a giant stuffed puffin and a basket of weirdly shaped whale cookies. The day's events are still swirling in your mind. Reo dropped you off without much to think. He’s currently out running a quick errand for his dad, something about picking up an order of a luxury brand you’re unfamiliar with. The apartment is quiet, the only sound being the faint hum from the refrigerator. As you step inside, you notice that Nagi is sitting on the couch, engrossed in his phone.

The basket crinkles when you walk in and Nagi looks up in your direction. “Wanna have a seat?” Nagi suggests, his tone easy as always.

You attempt to take a steady breath, but it catches in your throat, anxiety tightening your lungs. You’ve been avoiding him for a few days at this point.

“Sure,” You try to sound casual. There’s an urge to retreat but you tell yourself that mending the friendship is more important. It’s not like you have to walk on eggshells around one of your only friends forever.

You watch as he breaks his attention away from the device as you sit on the far end of the couch. A moment of pause follows and stretches before you two—you, tense, hands firm and folded in your lap, and Nagi, loose, openly observing. 

Finally, you break the silence, and carefully pick your words, debating if they’re even worth saying. "You don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to, but was there any reason why?"

“Nothing wrong with you,” Nagi rubs the back of his neck, his gaze momentarily averted. “There’s someone else I have in mind.”

Before you can say anything else, your words dissolve in your throat and warm tears fog your vision. 

You quickly snap your head away from Nagi, sleeves wiping your eyes. You definitely weren’t expecting this to happen. “I told myself that I wouldn’t cry… I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me.” An attempt at a laugh emerges, but it only comes out as small sniffles. What were you even expecting from this?

Nagi stays quiet, grey eyes inspecting your features, and, for a fleeting moment, it seems like he might reach out, but he refrains. Maybe it's just your imagination; Nagi’s always been bad at consolidating with these types of feelings anyway.

“Hey, you gonna be okay?”

You nod numbly, feeling more exhausted than ever. It’s a bit pathetic almost and also embarrassing. “Yeah, guess the feelings are still pretty raw.” You say slowly.

“Sorry,” And Nagi wiggles a bit in his seat. Before Nagi turns away, he attempts to lighten up the mood, and asks, “Do you think you can grab something for me? It’s in Reo’s room, a game he borrowed a while back, I'm too tired to get it right now.”

It’s a small lie but at least it’s somewhat of a distraction. Makes things a little bit easier to handle.

Unlike Nagi’s bedroom, Reo keeps his belongings uniform in their respective places. There isn’t a dirty clothes pile in the corner of the room, all of his awards and trophies from his finance clubs and intramural sports are proudly displayed in a glass case, not a single speck of dust coats the furnitures’ surface, and even the floor felt somewhat cleaner compared to the rest of the apartment. 

Reo seems to have everything figured out in life and it’s overwhelming at times.

The game Nagi asked for is neatly stacked on a shelf, surrounded by books and other meticulously arranged items. You grab the game and turn to leave when your eyes catch a glint of something on the nightstand. Red and shiny underneath his stacked pile of watches. It's the bracelet you made nearly two years ago.

You pick it up, memories flooding back. It surprises you that Reo managed to keep it in almost perfect condition after all this time. You’d figured that it would’ve ended up in the trash after the relay. 

You walk out with both items in hand and find Nagi waiting in the living room, looking a bit worn out but still with a hint of a smile. You hand him the game, and he thanks you with a grateful nod. As you join him on the couch, you absentmindedly play with the jewelry in hand.

Nagi glances at the bracelet in your hands, his eyes lingering on it for a moment before he comments, “Looks nice.”

You nod, a wistful smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “Yeah, I made it a while back during the sports festival in high school. It's funny; I found it in his room just now.”

A hint of curiosity lights up Nagi's eyes, “He kept it all this time?”

You nod again and look down at the bracelet, fingers running over the charms. “Sometimes, I can't figure him out.”

There's a pause in the conversation, both of you lost in your thoughts. There’s no point in telling Nagi what happened earlier, making things more awkward isn’t what you need right now. Then he huffs and sinks into the couch even further, if that was even possible.

“You know,” Nagi drawls out, eyes now laced back to his phone. “I always thought you would’ve had a crush on him instead.”

Your eyebrows shoot up at Nagi's unexpected comment. It's a casual observation, but there's a playful glint in his eyes that suggests there might be more to it. 

“Why would you think that?” You ask, genuinely curious.

Nagi shrugs, a nonchalant expression on his face. “He’s always there for you, making sure that you're okay.”

You roll your eyes, not missing the teasing tone in his voice. “That's what friends are for.”

Nagi chuckles, his gaze shifting back to his phone. “If you say so.”

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[lonepantheress]

♡ txt binge-watching shows w/ their s/o

pairing: ot5!txt x reader

genre: LOL CRACK? fluff i guess

warnings: unserious-ness

a/n: my first try at headcanons......

Yeonjun

like Gossip Girl or PLL or something.

he seems like the kind of person to be really pissed at moments with shitty writing and you’d have to remind him that he eats it up every time.

omg, and he’d start arguments with you about hypotheticals HE MADE based on the show.

like, “y/n, what if me and you met again after 15 years and had kids but we were both single and eligible and hot. what would you do?” “yeonjun, i have no idea. it depends.” “oh, okay. you hate me then?”

he’d be so flip-floppy too. just agreeing with you to agree with you.

“omg.. she’s such a bitch. I hate her.” “I actually really like her character.” “no, yeah, me too. she’s so cool, i love her.”

then when you guys are having real-life drama, he’d get all frustrated about whatever's going on and be like, “this is just like when serena and blair had to fight with georgina.” and you’re like “yes, exactly!”

he’s sweet though, he’d side with whoever YOU’RE siding with just so you guys could have a bonding moment LOL. your faves are his faves (as far as you know..)

Soobin

ok so it is established that he is a weeb

I feel like he would turn on those animes that are like 700 eps and mostly filler and be like, “this is one of my faves!”

and then you can’t complain because he just said it’s one of his faves…

he would try to meet in the middle though and find some that you might also be into

keyword: try

he’d pull out the most obscure show on the most sketchy website with the most incorrect subtitles and be like, “no, y/n, i swear it’s super good.”

and then you give it a chance, and you ask him to explain it.

and he explains it pretty well, but when you ask again he’s getting all emotional about SOMETHING that’s going on and you’re like “???? why…”

you guys will find your fave though and it’s so sweet bc it’s something you guys really look forward to.

you won’t look at spoilers or watch ahead or anything like that. HE TAKES IT LIKE SUPER SERIOUSLY.

and then you guys will get all emotion together and it’s super cute. 

Beomgyu

RuPaul's Drag Race

or like Love Island or the Bachelor or something.

would get super invested in the drama and take sides and everything.

I feel like if you liked someone he didn’t, he would take it personally and be like “BUT WHY???”

he’d fancy himself a prediction god and try to make bets on who will win and who will end up with who.

his real talent is consistently being wrong.

like “WATCH - this time i’m right!”

and then they’re out by, like, the third episode.

or when someone has a really funny or flirty conversation, he’d point to the screen and be like, “Us,” “Omg, that’s so us…” “Why is this lowkey us?”

he’d be DEVASTATED when his faves do not succeed. 

it was clear they’d lose their challenge or whatever but he’s like “WTF????”

but would laugh in your FACE if your faves got eliminated

Taehyun

a show that really takes dedication to watch.

like Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead or Breaking Bad, or something

he would lowkey be pissed off if you watched an episode or two without him, or read spoilers online. 

but then he would accidentally spoil stuff for you and watch episodes without you so…

I could sort of see this going two different ways

he’s like super invested in it and is dead silent throughout the episode, barely looking away from the screen

or he’s watching and he’s like, “oh, she’s for sure gonna die.” and you’re like, “what? no!” and then she dies five mins later.

then he treats the end of the episode like a podcast and talks to you for like an hour about why the characters did what they did, and what you guys think is gonna happen next. 

kind of sweet cuz he would act uninterested at first and then become the most invested.

Kai

those cooking shows, but the ones where they’re really nice to each other.

like the Great British Baking Show, that show is so low pressure….

the contestants would be casually describing some incredibly complex dessert they’re making and he would go, “babe, we could definitely do that.”

no, you definitely could not!

you guys would confidently suck at making predictions, but you suck together! how cute!

“omg those are the cutest cakes ever! She has to come on top this episode!” “no, for sure. she’s been so consistently good!”

and then judging time comes and the cakes are bland, falling apart, undercooked, and burned at the same time. 

and you two are like, “oh…”

he would also suddenly turn into a baking expert, like when someone is doing their thing he would yell at the screen.

“oh my god. too much salt! NOOOO, TOO MUCH SALT!” and you need to tell him to calm tf down.

#txt headcanons #txt imagines #txt scenarios #txt x reader #txt fluff #beomgyu #beomgyu fluff #beomgyu headcanons #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu x reader #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun headcanons #yeonjun scenarios #soobin x reader #soobin imagines #soobin headcanons #taehyun x reader #taehyun fluff #taehyun headcanons #hyuka fluff #hyuka x reader #huening kai headcanons

[hanjsquokka]

The Phantoms - [ 3RACHA ]

🎙 SYNOPSIS : A lovely independent home in the suburbs of Seoul at a low cost? You didn't question it until you found out the house came along with three extremely confused ghosts.

GENRE : ghosts, music band, rockstar, hip-hop, non idol au!

PAIRING : 3racha × fem!reader, han jisung × fem!reader

CONTENT WARNING : will contain swearing, slightly mature content such as smoke, weed, alcohol, mentions of sexual activities (no actual smut), angst, confused 3racha, ghosts, underwordly stuff (idk). This is highly inspired by the show Julie and The Phantoms!

EP 01 - you made the whole room fucking pink: moving into a new house had it's pros and cons. pros, you finally had a new place to stay in without the lady next door complaining about how loud you played your music or listen to the news from the old man who lived upstairs at four in the morning. cons, three ghosts could inhabit said house, scaring both you and themselves. but who were these ghosts and why did they dress like they were from a 2000's sitcom?

WORD COUNT : 3.5K words

TAGLIST : @leefelex @stayconnecteed @lovestay-channie @cutiebin @johnnysgirl @naomisosoup @xerces00 @autumn-lv @chalahyung01 @vampcharxter @lolareadsimagines @skzruby (comment below if you want to be added to the taglist!)

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The air was electric. Jisung could feel it in his veins as they went through soundcheck. The mic in his hands, the music in his ears, Chan and Changbin right by his side- he felt like he was on top of this world. The tunes were engraved into his mind as he rapped alongside his band mates, adrenaline pumping throughout his body.

“That was amazing.” Chan said with a big smile once they finished. “So we'll start with Matryoshka and then go with Double Knot and Hoodie Season.”

“I can't believe we're going to perform in the music festival tonight.” Changbin said excitedly as they began to pack away their things.

Jisung was also excited, he was practically jumping with enthusiasm. Everything they sacrificed, all those nights they spent writing song after song, recording and producing them all on their own- everything would be worth it in a few hours. Their dream of being a hip hop group since they were in high school was finally coming true. It's been so many years, Jisung thought nostalgically, we've come so far.

“We should get something to eat. To celebrate.” Jisung suggested.

“We should get some eomuk. That shit is heavenly.” Changbin agreed, grabbing his stuff.

They found themselves walking down the streets lined with food vendors and went to the one that was selling fish cakes.

“Tonight is going to change our lives guys.” Chan said (sappily) and they started eating.

There was a… weird taste to the fish cakes.

“That's a new flavor.” Jisung muttered, but still continued eating. The last thing he remembered was people suddenly panicking before everything went black.

You nearly screamed with happiness when you found this house. You were finally starting a new chapter in your life, putting whatever happened in the past behind you and turning over a new leaf. The landlord told you that the house was previously owned by some bachelors, but he didn't tell you when they owned it. Everything in the house was covered by a thick layer of dust and cobwebs everywhere. Whoever lived there before clearly left in a hurry because almost everything a bachelor could own was still in the house- including a lot of music instruments.

With the help of your friends, Seungmin and Jeongin, you had almost officially moved into the place. Seungmin even offered to help you get rid of the instruments and equipment saying he knew some people who were producers but you declined.

“You know you could earn quite a bit of money if you sell those.” Seungmin told you one day, while you were sitting in the coffee shop Jeongin worked part time in. You met both of them in college- Seungmin was in the same year as you and Jeongin was a year younger but you all had one thing in common- your music major. College was a weird time for you. You spontaneously switched your major from Computer Science to Music mid semester in your second year and undertook Computer Science as a minor, not wanting to lose it completely.

Seungmin and Jeongin were there… during a very difficult time of your life. They're what your mother would call friends for life. And they truly were. Despite their jokes and teasing, you knew they cared deeply for you. Honestly, you were a mess when you met them. The girl that was mourning over the death of her mother for two years until she realized she didn't want to distance herself from everything her mother cherished- music. The first thing that ever came to mind when you thought about her was music. Your childhood days were filled with piano lessons and guitar classes, singing along to every song in a musical, singing in a school festival, piano recitals and so much more. And it wasn't like you were forced to do it. You loved every single second you spent with your mom. She was the light of your life, your own little superhero.

When she passed away three years ago, a large part of you died along with her. For two years, you couldn't bring yourself to touch an instrument. Because whenever you did, you could see the smile your mother would've had, the gentle hand on your shoulder and she told you how wonderfully you've grown up. It killed you.

But one day, after your very first frat party and you had a little too much alcohol, you stumbled into your dorm room and picked up that acoustic guitar you had tucked away into the depths of your closet. For some reason, you brought it along with you to college. And you played. You played your favorite song- the very first song your mother ever taught you to play on the guitar. And it felt so good.

The next morning, your roommate Hyunjae started to gush over your little drunken solo that you honestly had no memory of until she told you. She sat down with you and told you that you shouldn't waste so much talent in something like Computer Science. On a whim, you went to the administration department and it was history from there.

“Relax Min, I'll do something with them.” You said as you drank your frappuccino. “I haven't even started on the basement yet. I'll… start to clean it out this weekend.”

“Or you could use the equipment and start writing your own songs, like you wanted to.” Jeongin said, pulling another chair up to the table. “Come on Y/n, that song you wrote for the college fest was amazing! And it's been…” He started counting on his fingers, “two years since then! You graduated a year ago and I'm graduating this year… you should start putting that talent to use.”

“Writing my own songs? For what? Boy bands?”

“If that interests you.” Someone called the younger boy from the counter. “All I'm saying is, don't go wasting your skills.” And with that, he got up and went back to work.

For the rest of the week, Jeongin's words sat in your brain. When the weekend finally arrived, you decided you would tackle the basement- which seemed to be the place in the whole house where people seemed to have lived in. The house upstairs had the bare minimum everywhere but the basement had everything. Sofas were placed in one corner and there was music equipment everywhere else. Mics, speakers, a guitar hung on the wall- it was like a musician’s paradise. There were some things that seemed… out of time? Like a DVD player from twenty years ago, a bookshelf with physical albums, a really really old iPhone with earphones still plugged into it.

You looked around the room more, finding a single photo frame hung on a corner near a desk next to a faded leaflet about some music festival. It was of three young boys, probably in their twenties. The one in the middle had the biggest smile on, his arms over the shoulders of the other two. He had black hair and a friendly twinkle in his eyes. The one on his right was flexing one of his arms (which was ripped- wow) and a cheeky grin on his face. The one on the other side had a small smile on his face and made a peace sign. They looked so… happy. You wondered what happened to them to make them leave this house like this.

As you began cleaning, you didn't have the heart to throw out the photo. The equipment was also hard to discard. Most of it was in pretty good shape even though it was left here for almost twenty years.

Cleaning the basement and finishing up the rest of the house took a while. You were doing it on and off for almost three weeks, driving there straight after work, staying until you finished what you planned to do that day before heading back to your apartment that you shared with Hyunjae (yeah, you two were still pretty close even after college and got a flat together). Seungmin suggested you finish by the end of this week and you could have a small party with your friends from college and some of his friends from his job.

“Wow, this place really did a one-eighty since the last time I saw it.” Jeongin said as him and Seungmin walked into the house. They were helping you move out the old stuff that you stashed in boxes in the basement. “How did you manage to do all this in a month?”

“Perseverance. Also Netflix has a lot of shows on house makeovers.”

“Of course you watched those.” Seungmin rolled his eyes.

“Hey, this place wouldn't be this amazing if I didn't.” You lead them through the living room and to the door which lead downstairs. This room was by far your favorite in the entire house. You took Jeongin's advice and kept the instruments and decided to whip up your own little studio. You weren't quite ready to sing one your own yet. But you do know that one of Min's friends (his name was Felix or something?) was looking for a producer. You told Seungmin to invite him to the party you were holding next weekend, hoping that maybe you could pursue a job you actually liked instead of sitting in front of a computer the whole day working for a man who didn't give two shits if you was overworked or not.

“This is sick, Y/n!” Jeongin exclaimed as he looked around. The other boy had a smile on his face as well.

“Yeah. I'm going forward in the best way possible.” You smiled.

A few days later, you found yourself in the studio (you started calling the basement that), looking through the collections of CDs lining the shelves. Apart from other artists, there were a lot that looked like they were compositions of those boys from the photograph. You came across three names very frequently- CB97, SpearB and J.One, which you guessed were their names in their band called 3RACHA. You wondered where those boys were now… if they succeeded in music, if they were still friends or if they broke apart and went their separate ways.

A CD with Double Knot (Prod. CB97) written on it with permanent marker caught your eye and you decided to give it a go and listen to it and put it in the DVD player as you cleaned. The song started, a hip hop tune filling the silence of the basement. You were never really into hip hop, but you had to admit these three were talented at rapping. There was a weird scream that increased in sound playing with the rapping, which made you furrow your brows because it was playing over the rapping as the seconds went by. Maybe they were a hard rock metal band? The screaming got louder and louder, making you cover your ears until there was a flash and three boys landed in the middle of the room.

What the fuck?

You blinked.

What the actual fuck?

The boys groaned as they turned and got up. They were wearing clothes like people did in 2000's sitcoms- which was all the rage now but something told you that they weren't following the current trend in fashion.

Scary thing was… they looked strangely familiar.

You made eye contact with the one standing in the middle and with a shock, you realized who it was you screamed. And in turn, they started screaming, jumping away from where you were as the two on the side clutched onto the one in the middle. Frightened and confused, you ran past them and went upstairs.

“Okay. Maybe Min was right. I've been inhaling too much paint these days.” You panted, trying to catch my breath. “I didn't see those guys from the picture. I didn't see those guys from the picture.” You kept saying that as you walked back downstairs but you yelped when you saw them looking around the place.

One of them stepped forward, raising his hands carefully. “Okay-”

“Oh my fucking god.” You gripped onto the railing of the stairs.

“We're all a little confused here-”

“Yeah. Like for starters- what the fuck did you do to our studio?” One of the other guys interrupted. You recognized him as the guy with the small smile from the photo. This is not happening. “You made the whole room… fucking pink.” He stepped in front of the other guy who was desperately trying to hold him back. He was dressed in a hoodie and ripped jeans. A dog tag necklace hung around his neck and he had a couple of earrings on both his ears- which strangely looked very good on him. His dark hair was tousled, adding to his charm and if wasn't currently yelling at you, you would've found him cute.

“It's my house, I can do whatever I want with it.” You shot back. The confusion and fear washed away and was replaced by annoyance.

“It's not your house!-”

“Okay-” The calm guy held back the one currently accusing you of painting the room pink (it was supposed to be beige but you accidently dropped some red paint in it). “Changbin, hold onto Jisung real quick.” The last one nodded and dragged the one named Jisung further back into the room. “Sorry about that.” He let out an awkward chuckle. “You're awfully calm.”

“Why should I freak out? It's not like the three guys from the picture on the wall appeared in my basement. Nothing to freak out about there.”

He clicked his tongue. “Ah, sarcasm.” He chuckled again. You took in his appearance again. He was dressed in casual- flannel with a white t-shirt underneath and a jacket on top, a beanie on his head and small hoops adorning his ears. “But in all honesty, I have no idea what's going on either.”

“Yeah. We were having some fish cakes in the shopping center downtown.” The muscle man- Changbin you believed, spoke. “I can't believe the last thing I ate before I died was fucking eomuk.” He cursed. He was dressed in complete black- a black shirt that did nothing to hide his muscular physique loosely tucked into his black pants.

You held your breath. “So you guys are ghosts? I'm not hallucinating?”

“I think we died from food poisoning.” The one with the beanie said.

“All three of you? At the same time?”

“It was a celebratory thing. Not the food poisoning. Last night was supposed to be a really big night for us. It was supposed to change our lives.”

“Pretty sure it did.” Changbin quipped.

“Life is a dick and we just had to die two hours before the biggest performance of our entire lives.” You were beginning to think you misjudged Jisung from the photo. He was not a shy introvert.

“Last night?” Those two words caught your attention. “I bought this house a month ago and even then, it's been empty for two decades.”

A bewildered expression formed on the one in front. “A month ago? Decades? What? We were here just yesterday!”

“What do you mean?” You looked at them with a puzzled expression.

“After we floated out of the ambulance, we went to that weird dark room where Jisung cried for like an hour.”

“Did not!”

“But it was just for an hour. We just got here.”

“Okay… I don't know what's happening… but you guys died twenty years ago.” You pulled out your phone and googled their band (which you thought you should've done before instead of sitting and thinking what happened to these guys like some philosopher) and showed them the proof. “You died in 2003. It's 2023 now.”

“This is not happening.” The beanie guy said and shook his head in denial.

“So it's been twenty years.” The hot-head, Jisung, spoke. “I was crying for twenty fucking years?”

“You can get a bit emotional sometimes-” Changbin pointed out.

“Shut up!”

“Okay!” You said loudly, interrupting their bickering. “Look… I'm sorry about what happened to you guys. Truly. But this is my studio now. I spent almost my entire savings on this house. I can't…” Your voice cracked. “I'm not…” You let out a groan of frustration. “What I'm saying is, this is my home now. And I'm going to have people over this weekend and I'm not planning to scare off my friends.”

“L-Look. Just give us a second, yeah?” The beanie guy cleared his throat. “My name's Bang Chan… you can call me Chan, if you'd like to.” He bowed lightly in greeting.

“I'm Changbin.” The muscle guy bowed, forcing the other guy to do the same by bending his head forward. “And this menace is Jisung.”

“Y/n.” I said.

“You're not gonna kick us out-”

Before Chan could finish his sentence, the basement door flung open and down came Jeongin holding a glass dish. “You should really start locking your front door.” You froze, along with the three ghosts. What was Jeongin going to think when he saw three guys in your basement so late at night? “Who were you talking to?”

Did he not… “I was on the phone… with my coworker. I was inviting her… to the party this weekend.” You said slowly. You couldn't really tell if Jeongin truly didn't see 3RACHA or if he was thinking of a way to ask you.

“That's nice. Hyunjae asked me to drop this over here since her shift was taking too long.” He raised the dish in his hand. “It's your favorite kimchi.”

“Oh… Thank you Jeongin.”

“You sure you're alright, Y/n?”

“I'm fine.” You clambered up the stairs, pulling the boy along with me. “Long day, that's all.”

“Stressed about the party?” Jeongin asked once you were in the kitchen.

“I asked Seungmin to invite his friend… Felix.”

“Oh yeah, that guy. You plan on producing for him?”

“I would like to. He's super talented though, so I'm kind of nervous about it.” You would've focused on talking with Jeongin except for the fact that the three ghosts appeared in the living room, making you freeze in your spot. You still didn't know if you were the only person who could see them. Maybe he could hear them?

“You're underestimating yourself. You're good at this. Making music. You're going to be our producer with I convince Seungmin to finally form that duo we've been talking about for years.”

You chuckled awkwardly, your eyes darting from the ghosts to Jeongin. “I definitely will…”

“Yeah.” He smiled. “Okay, I'll get out of your hair now. Don't forget to lock the door behind me. And call if you need anything.”

“I will.”

Once the door was locked securely, you whipped your head around but the ghosts weren't there anymore. You found them back in the basement. Somehow, they were moving their equipment around which wasn't supposed to be possible since, well, they were ghosts.

“How are you doing that?” You asked hesitantly.

“Don't question the laws of ghostly physics.” Chan said jokingly, pointing a mic at you.

“Don't mind us. We're just going play for a little. Pick up where we left off yesterday- er, twenty years ago?- Never mind.” Changbin shook his head and continued fiddling with the DVD player. Jisung stayed quite the entire time. It was totally opposite to how he was earlier. He worked in silence, looking through the shelves as if he was checking if you threw away any part of his collection. “We're not disturbing you, right?”

“I guess not…” You swallowed. “But just keep it down. I've had a long day and I need to rest.”

“Don't worry. We won't interrupt your beauty sleep.” Jisung said snarkily.

“You could try being nice for once, you know? I met you not one hour ago and all you've done is be rude.” You said pointedly, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Well sorry. You had a bad day. I had a bad twenty years.” He stepped closer until he was an inch away from your face. “I was so close to achieving the one thing I wanted to do in life and I lost it in the blink of an eye.” He looked away, clenching his jaw. “I need air.” He suddenly disappeared, making me jump back a little in surprise.

“Jisung… isn't usually like that.” Chan spoke after a moment. “He's actually pretty nice. He just needs a little time to gather his thoughts.”

“I hope so.” You nodded. “The couch isn't that comfortable to sleep in, so I'll get you something to sleep on- if- if you still do that. And you can use the bathroom upstairs, if you'd like.”

“That's really nice of you. Thank you, Y/n.” Chan smiled.

“This is… really weird.” You shook your head and went back upstairs. Maybe you'd wake up and realize it was all a really long lucid dream you had.

AUTHOR'S NOTE : yes i had to bring back the pre-debut menace sksjsks it just fit in so well with the story. let me know your thoughts in the comments <3

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1024UB CHAPTER TEN: I NEED TO CHANGE MY PASSWORD

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Sometimes, San wondered how it was humanly possible for Wooyoung to go to the same college as the group. Wooyoung had called him that morning asking San to swing by the lab with a pair of clothes because he had another lab accident.

“Why don’t you ask Yeosang to grab your clothes? You live with him, don’t you?” San complained.

“He’s in the middle of a midterm,” Wooyoung explained over the phone.

“Then wait until he’s done!”

“I don’t have the patience for that! Please just bring me some clothes, I’m tired of smelling like a burnt chicken nugget.”

Reluctantly, San grabbed (aesthetically pleasing) random clothes from Wooyoung’s apartment and got down to his lab. Thankfully, he was done experimenting for the day, so after Wooyoung got cleaned up, they both went to Ze Cafe despite the fact that it was Wooyoung’s day off from work. At least he didn’t hate his job and the group liked hanging out at the cafe, otherwise San was sure he would be absolutely miserable hanging out there.

“Oh, how did that exam end up going for you?” San asked as they sat with their drinks.

“The written portion went great! Really saved my overall grade from the exam.”

“The lab went that bad, huh?”

“Horrible. I almost burnt my eyebrows off.”

“I thought you were just measuring levels of whatever chemical it was. How did you manage to fuck that up, too?” Hongjoong leaned over the counter and put in his two cents, seeing as the two boys sat closer to the coffee bar.

“Things happen, okay?” Wooyoung sighed.

“You’re really special, you know that?” San told the boy.

“Shut up,” Wooyoung frowned and immediately tried to change the subject. “How did that second paper turn out?”

“I got a pretty good grade. Seonghwa didn’t though, so don’t bring it up to him. It’s a sore spot.”

“I don’t get how out of the three of you, someone always does a horrible job. Don’t you all study together like all the time?” Hongjoong interjected again.

“Things happen, okay?” San used Wooyoung’s excuse. “At least I did well this time, that’s all I really care about.”

“Damn, that’s ruthless,” Wooyoung laughed.

“There’s only so many ways we can help each other. At the end, it’s still a free for all,” San shrugged and took a knowing sip of his coffee before getting up. “Hey, I’ll be right back— gotta go to the bathroom.”

He left for the bathroom, did his business, followed hygienic practices by washing his hands with soap for more than twenty seconds, and returned. Wooyoung was staring intently at his phone— wait, that’s not his phone… Wooyoung was staring at San’s phone? As he got closer to the table, he saw Wooyoung scramble to put San’s back from where he found it. He tried to be subtle and quiet, only to nearly knock over their drinks, making way more noise.

“What are you doing?” San asked as he returned to the table.

“Your phone kept vibrating, and I thought it was a call from your mom, so I wanted to pick up and say hi, but then I saw that Gyu was actually texting you. She sent you like five messages, so I unlocked your phone to see what she sent,” Wooyoung rambled.

“Okay, so? Why did you read it?”

“She texted you so many times, but she hasn’t opened a single one of my messages,” Wooyoung pouted. “I swear I don’t know what she sent. I didn’t get that far.”

“Maybe she’s just waiting until she can respond to your messages properly, I don’t know,” San kept trying to offer excuses— he still hadn’t seen the texts from Gyuri, but he wanted to take preemptive measures in case it was something more than surface level.

“I guess…”

Now San needed to know what she sent him. He checked the messages from her as casually as he possibly could.

PRIVATE MESSAGE: gyuday

gyuday: hey gyuday: remember that one anime? gyuday: a new ep just dropped gyuday: let’s watch gyuday: right now.

“She just wants to watch anime, calm down,” San shook his head disapprovingly at Wooyoung.

“Why you? Why not Seonghwa? He’s her best friend,” Wooyoung pressed.

“Because we started the show together.”

“Why’d she watch it with you? Why not Hwa or Iseul?”

“We were talking about the new season the other day and randomly decided to watch it.”

“Jesus, Woo, why are you so goddamn curious?” Hongjoong, thankfully, interjected.

“Yeah, why do you have so many fucking questions? San added.

Wooyoung broke into raucous laughter, his hand slapping the table as he laughed harder. “Man, you should see the look on your face! I was just messing with you.”

Next thing he knew, San flicked Wooyoung’s forehead, causing the obnoxious boy to hold his forehead in pain, his laughter turning into cries; now Hongjoong was roaring laughing. San got up and left the shop, feeling as though he lost ten years of his life. He didn’t have time to ponder it, though, because he could feel the urgency in Gyuri’s texts and knew he had to go over immediately.

He got back to 1024UB and b-lined straight to Gyuri’s apartment, knowing that she’d be there. Before he could even enter the passcode, the door opened. Gyuri grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into the apartment, the door slamming shut as she aggressively made out with San. There were many questions in his mind at that moment, but there was only one he really needed the answer to: why was she crying?

“Hey, wait, what’s wrong?” he asked after managing to pull away from her gently.

She pursed her lips and looked down at the ground, more tears slipping out of her eyes. Now San really wanted to know what was going on. She usually only sent him one text— not five. Why did she desperately need to see him? Gyuri, still not uttering a word, led San to the couch. She offered him a bottle of soju, which he declined because he wanted to know what was going on first.

After eons of silence, Gyuri spoke, her voice extremely small, “Seonghwa is seeing someone.”

San’s jaw dropped— that was not what he was expecting to hear. He honestly thought that Gyuri was going to tell him she was pregnant or something, which definitely sounds much worse than the Seonghwa thing, but he was still shocked nonetheless. He only managed to get his jaw to close when he grabbed the soju bottle Gyuri previously offered and chugged however much he could in that moment.

“Okay, uh, what the fuck?!”

“Yeah.”

“Actually?!”

“Yeah.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah.”

San cleared his throat and tried searching for more words to convey the thoughts in his head. He took another swig from the soju bottle. “We literally see him all the time, and he’s always studying! How the fuck did meet someone?”

“That’s what I want to know, too.”

“Does anyone else know?”

“No.”

Gyuri dried her tears and picked up another soju bottle from the coffee table. “You know, he actually told me about her a couple nights ago.”

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner, then?”

“I… I don’t remember much of that night. After he told me about her, I came home and drank literally all the alcohol in the apartment. I really thought I imagined what he told me, but then this morning, he asked me to come to the library, and he introduced her to me…”

“Fuck…”

“Why the fuck did he tell me first? I didn’t want to know this shit!”

“You’re his best friend, so it makes sense,” San sighed.

“Some fucking best friend he is…” Gyuri muttered.

As Gyuri drank more alcohol, San looked at the coffee table— there were at least six empty bottles in the apartment at that moment, which was extremely alarming given that it was only two in the afternoon. He snatched the bottle from her, trying to get her to ease up on the alcohol. She glared at him and tried to reclaim the bottle, but San was far enough from her to not be able to reach from where she was; yet, she persisted, and she tried to pin San on the couch. He put the bottle down on the ground and ended up pinning her instead to try and deter her from drinking more.

“If you keep drinking like this, then the toilet will become your best friend.”

“I can hold my alcohol—”

“I know you can, but this isn’t the solution, Gyuri. At least, it’s not the right solution.”

Gyuri sighed and covered her face with her hands while deeply sighing. Her sigh turned into a groan of anger, and her hands moved from her face to her hair. San was still on top of her at that point, and as he watched the girl writhe in anger, he felt something sharp in his heart. Instinctually, he brought his lips to hers and kissed her softly. The kiss ended shortly after and they looked at each other. Gyuri looked shocked, but at least she wasn’t making the same painful face as before.

“San…”

“This might not be the best solution either… but—”

San’s words were cut off when Gyuri pulled him in by his collar and kissed him. It was like she was trying to lose herself in the kiss and not think about anything. San leaned further into her, their kisses getting a little deeper. He could still feel a couple tears slip out of her eyes. He pushed himself up again, interrupting their chain of kisses.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked while wiping some of the stray tears.

“Yes.”

He nodded and pulled off his shirt before pinning her down again. Her arms wrapped around his neck and brought him further into her, the two of them losing themselves in each other as they spent the restless afternoon together.

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[heartbreakprincewille]

it's not on the same day. the first day they have class, the presentation and simon and wille hook. then the next day when they wake up wille tells him that they have the day off, simon tells him that linda is picking him up at 10 in the morning. they had a sleepover. it's clear when you watch the episodes.

Okay so, let me clear up the time line of Ep 5-6 and why I think it all happened on the same day.

The day starts off with Simon telling Wille that he's going to the police and they also have a presentation and Wille goes to his room and gets sick.

The reason why people think they are different days is because Wille/Edvin's costume changes with no explanation! I don't know if it's a mistake or something but his undershirt changes in the same exact scene. Look at the undershirt when Simon tells him he's going to the police:

Cue to him coming to his room moments after:

See? His undershirt literally changed from a button-down to a T-Shirt! I think it's some sort of a mixup because they don't shoot the scenes in chronological order so this must be a mistake in following the costume.

Also in the presentation scene, Felice and Sara are wearing the same clothes as what they are wearing in the August confrontation scene:

(Sorry this was the best shot I had of Sara's clothing)

(Look at Felice's undershirt, she just put a jacket on)

Like, what is the chance that 4 people are repeating the same clothing the next day??

And I think that all the scenes that were shot in Wille's room in Ep 5-6 were shot on different days as the outdoor scenes(which again makes sense because TV shows never film things in order, it's just the standard procedure).

Like when he's practicing his speech in his room after Simon left in Ep 6, he's still wearing the gray T-Shirt:

But when he gets August's text and leaves for the Palace, his undershirt changes to the outdoor button-down again:

And when Wille and Simon were making out in Ep 5 it was still morning(or atleast day) and when he left in Ep 6 it was still day as well! Like, if all the other things would have happened the next day, it's highly unlikely to me that Simon would spend atleast 12-13 hours in Wille's room(not that I'm complaining, though). Even in S1 E4 and E5 too, Wilmon's hookup lasted for barely 3-4 hours because they hooked up in the early morning and then they both leave after the breakfast time, which is like 8 am or something. So it's highly plausible that the same thing happened this time around as well.

I can be wrong, but I'm like 99% percent sure that story-wise it was the same day.

#literally spent nearly an hour on this ask T_T #but i had to let it all out because i noticed it the first time i watched the whole thing and in my second rewatch it was bothering me #so yeah #not saying it was a mistake on the end of the team i just think that wille's costume change will lead anyone to think like that #young royals #yr s2 spoilers

[simslegacy5083]

NSB (Straud Legacy) Gen 9 Ep 32: Beau's Burger

Beau left the nightclub after his fight with Luigi cursing under his breath. Who would have guessed that plumhole was so strong!? Now his wrist complained bitterly whenever he bent it at any angle, and Beau couldn’t afford problems like that, in multiple ways for multiple reasons.

He hadn’t had a chance to grab a bite to eat at the club and now he was starving on top of everything else. Considering his nearly empty fridge at home he turned towards the first burger joint he saw. Greasy fast food wouldn’t fix his hand, but it beat scrounging up scraps back at his place.

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He arrived and spun out of his costume, with its tight gloves that were pinching his swollen wrist. Heading up to the register he ordered his favorite deluxe burger combo from the pretty cashier. He even added a mint chocolate milkshake, figuring he could hold it against his forearm to numb the pain.

When he heard “Order Up!” Beau eagerly grabbed his tray only to almost spill his shake when he had to drop it back down on the counter. His injured wrist had felt like it was ripping in half when he used it. He let loose with a string of forbidden words, startling the other sim.

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He started to ask her to bag his meal up so he could carry it home one handed and suffer in private, but she surprised him by grabbing the tray herself.

She called over her shoulder: “Taking my break, be back in 15” as she strode around the counter to the foggy eyed Beau. He could only give her a weak thankful smile as she led the way to a table by the window saying, “This is my favorite spot, it’s got a can’t miss view of the laundromat”.

He sat down where she placed his tray and took a bite of his burger, looking up with surprise as she slid in across from him. “Thank you…?” he said as he squinted at her name badge. “Breanne”, she replied, “and you’re welcome. Waving at his arm she continued “if you don’t mind me asking, what happened here?”

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Beau grumbled, gingerly making a fist and releasing it, wincing at the pain. “An old enemy heard me tell his friend that I didn’t like their stupid Star Wars costume. His Highness took exception to my honesty and picked a fight. He got lucky and I got hurt. Happy Spooky Day to me I guess.”

Breanne nodded along, tucking a stray strand of hair back into her cap and looking up at him from under her bangs as she replied: “Sounds like you picked the wrong Jedi to tussle with. I admit Star Wars isn’t my cup of tea either, but sometimes you gotta let the fans have their day.”

He swallowed his impulse to correct her about Luigi’s costume along with a gulp of his shake. Her statement was true where it mattered. If he was honest, he’d mostly been looking for an excuse to put the boot to his royal pain in the ass, but unfortunately, he’d been the one that had gotten his butt kicked.

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Beau’s tablemate was exactly his type, and he suddenly realized that he might salvage something out of the evening after all. He turned the focus of the conversation by asking after her own preference for Spooky Day attire.

She lit up, giving an oddly fascinating explanation of her candle making side hustle and her wish to make a giant, scented and glowing, costume some year. They spent the next few minutes happily chatting about their hobbies and interests. Learning he was on the University E-Sports team she glanced down again at his aching wrist. “So, you’re headed to the clinic to patch up your mousing hand as soon as you finish our fine cuisine”?

Beau laughed bitterly. “I wish. Sadly, I’m not really rolling in simoleons.” He went on to say he’d be fine, he just needed some ice, a good night’s sleep, and worst case he knew his dad had a wrist brace lying around the house somewhere. As he said the words, he silently hoped they were true.

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She frowned at that but didn’t comment. Rising instead she said “Welp, break times over for me, back to the grind! Good luck with everything kid”.

Before she could walk away Beau forced himself to push past his anxiety and take a chance on being rejected. He blurted out “Hey, can I get your number? Take you out somewhere with an even better view of the laundromat?”

Breanne made his whole week by pointing back at him with a smile as she said “come back tomorrow with a wrist brace, and its yours”. He didn’t know why she’d been so nice, but she was right. Barring a miracle, he’d need his dad’s brace (and painkillers…) to get through his next e-sports practice!

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View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here

#sims 4 #sims 4 challenge #sims 4 legacy #sims4 #sims 4 nsb #sims 4 not so berry #sims4nsbstraud #sims 4 let's play #sims 4 gameplay #sims 4 lets play

[alaffy]

Riverdale, Ep. 7x05 - Tales in a Jugular Vain (spoilers)

Like last week, I had to take a break before I wrote this. Unlike last week, it's for a good reason. I'm going to be honest, the first fifteen minutes of this episode...I thought I was going to hate it. But this might be the best episode of Riverdale in a long time. And I think it should be mentioned, this episode literally ends with a to be continued; so the ending of the episode isn't the ending at all. Far from it.

So, I'm going to do this a little bit differently. I'm not really going to go into the four stories Jughead wrote (rather I'm not going to spend time writing about what they were about). They're clearly going for a Tales From the Crypt Vibe (although John Water's seems to get mixed in by story three). I didn't like the first two stories. I thought the third was pretty good. And I loved the fourth one.

Riverdale finally did the classic Archie story. Betty and Veronica fight over Archie as he strings them along. Then, they see him with another woman. But do they let him sting them along like in the comics? Fuck no. They dug his coffee and cut him in two (and it is the best scene ever. Betty and Veronica are just so happy). And, yes, there is some misogynistic tones in this story (ok a lot and in three of the stories). This is something I will get to in a minute. Just...I've always hated the love triangle and, to me, this was the best way it could end. So, just let me have my happy moment.

So there are two things going on in this episode which, and I cannot express this enough, ends with a cliffhanger. The first is the very real history of comics in the 1950s; how they we're seen a threat to the "very decency" of the American way. That their stories are corrupting the youth; even though, as Jughead says, many of them were morality tales. But, even if they weren't, it's the age old story of blaming something for the issues in society instead of dealing with the issues of society (Or in this case, the psychologist says that comics are to blame for the death of Ethel's parents and they should be focusing on punishing the writers instead of, you know, actually finding the killer). And so, the psychologist is going to go on a crusade against the writers. And who's name is about to pop up on a list...well, one Mr. Jughead Jones. I wondered if he would end up in the Sister's and I have a feeling that may be the case. So, let's be clear, this episode touched on the whole Comics Code and the complicated history...but the point wasn't to deal with it in this episode; it's to set up for whatever happens to Jughead next. And, as strange as it is to write, I actually do have a feeling this might be the one topic Roberto may actually have a bit of knowledge on.

What the episode mostly focuses on, or the parts between the stories, is Jughead and Veronica. Veronica comes over and is hoping for a date with Jughead. However, she finds out he has a deadline to write four short stories. But, she's very supportive and asks him to tell her the stories. As he goes on, and as it becomes clear that he has used the people he knows in these stories, Veronica finds herself less enamored with him. She even points out that, the way he writes his female characters, is...gross. It is misogynistic. And so she leaves and that's the end of Jeronica. And, at first, it seems like we have another moment were we have the writers using the characters to call out the things that the fans have been complaining that the writers do (kind of like the Pussycat episode in season 5). Here's the thing...that's not completely inaccurate; but it's not what's completely happening here. When Jughead is confronted by Veronica about the way he has portrayed the people he knows as these...well, they're very unflattering views; Jughead gets defensive. He says their just stories. Later, Jughead tells his publisher that Veronica just didn't get his vision. And the thing is...this isn't new (well, the misogyny is new, but not the complaints). We have seen this since season 2. Jughead decides to use Toni's grandfather's story without his permission. He uses Betty's trauma as a way to keep a book contract. Apparently he really mischaracterizes the Serpents in his book (although we don't know exactly how). Hell, it can't be denied that Jessica might actually have stolen his story because she's afraid of what he's written (he does have a history). That fact is that Jughead Jones has never learned two things about writing. While it is true writers write what they know; good writers know not to mischaracterize their friends and, most importantly, good writers know that just because they are a part of a story, that doesn't automatically mean that it's their fucking story to tell. The writers have touched on this for years and never really dealt with it.

It seems like that writers are setting up for a really interesting juxtaposition here (if they can pull it off. Big if). On the one hand, we are dealing with this fascist belief that anything outside of what people considered the norm must be condemned and punished. On the other hand, we have a writer (Jughead) that doesn't understand that, while everyone should have the freedom to write without punishment, that doesn't mean that...how to put this, people have a right to be upset. Not everybody's going to like you write. And people have the right to be upset when you use them in an unfairly flattering light or use their story without their permission (or go off on tangents that make no fucking sense. Oh, and straight up lie). Now, whatever is about to happen to Jughead will far exceed what Jughead deserves (again, he doesn't deserve punishment; just needs someone to hit him with the brick of truth and tell him exactly how his writing has been hurting others). IF this is where there going (and IF they can pull this off...I really don't know if they can); this is an interesting debate. How do we make a society where writers are not punished for holding beliefs or writing things that others may considered outside the "norm," but still holding writers accountable for when their writings do harm others? And to what degree? (Because there's different levels of harm. There's what Jughead has done in the past and then there's JK Rowling). Look, the rest of the 1950s plots can jump off a cliff. But if the writers actually are dealing with censorship and Jughead's lack of self-censorship; I may not end up hating this season after all.

#riverdale #riverdale spoilers #jughead jones #veronica lodge #betty cooper #cheryl blossom #archie andrews

[waitingforeddyneddy]

i was seeing that s3 of the bee show will be probably delayed for next year and the only thing that bothers me is that we will have to wait 2 years for happy kanthony when the development of their relationship should've been done in s2!!! just like it happened in s1 where the love story was wrapped at the end... i hate how people kept saying that it didn't matter that they didn't have many minutes of happiness in their own season because they were gonna be back... BUT TWO YEARS LATER!

Uh anon sorry for the long reply but you opened a Pandora box so this is going to be a rant post.

I still laugh at those interviews where everyone and their mothers were patting themselves on the back about how different Kanthony season was, how it was all about emotional intimacy rather than actual intimacy, and the beauty of their slow burn. Isn’t slow burn supposed to have a payoff? Kanthony got none of that. I still can’t believe they made us go through a disgusting love triangle between two sisters just for them to put Kate in a coma for the majority of the last ep and for Kanthony to get together in two quick scenes in the last 8 minutes of the season.

Choices were made. And it cannot be a coincidence when you think about how promoted Kanthony was. They didn’t even have a poster with only two of them before people loudly complained. And that poster? Imagine having the romantic focal point of you romance show standing back to back like two buddies from a cop movie.

It’s funny how the “this is a show regarding a family” was dropped pretty quick after Jess announced next season was going to be Polin’s. How the tables turned with the “we’re going to have romance back, the show is going to be horny again with plenty of sex scenes and a lot of quotes from the book”. Not suspicious at all. Especially when, surprise surprise, a year later Queen Charlotte came out and Bridgeton behaved like Bridgeton again, with romance, promotion of the lead couple ALONG the promotion of the other female lead of the show ( since people like to accuse us Kanthony fans of being butthurt cause they promoted CC a lot) and lots of sex scenes. I mean even the Queen servant had a cute love story with tender moments and a proper sex scene. All Kanthony got was a badly done and edited montage of Anthony giving head to Kate in the dark. Ok. Oh and no wedding, not even a quick scene of them exchanging their wows surrounded by family, It didn’t even need to be long, just something to show the difference between that sham of a wedding the queen wanted for Anthony to what Anthony actually wanted with the love of his life.

I also laugh out loud at those gaslighters who say we can shut up about all this cause they’re going to be back. I mean there are also kanthony fans who say this. Let me reassure you they’re not going to repair what they did. They’re not going to give Kate the backstory she was due in her season. Their time was supposed to be two years ago. All we can expect from Kanthony from s3 is a couple of family scenes and Anthony being away most of the time. Maybe Kate with Francesca. The actor was away for most of the shooting and even if this wasn’t the case there’s no way in hell they would give us something cause they went out of their way to give us NOTHING in 2022.

In conclusion if it‘s true this damn show is going to come out god knows when next year I’m only unhappy cause I want Simone to get out asap and not because of Kanthony, we’re not going to get much of them anyway. I’m not even sure they’re going to give us Edmund. I bet they’re going to give us the same answer we got regarding why they couldn’t show two weddings in s2..”this is Polin’s time, we’re already going to show their kids there is no reason to show Kanthony’s as well”. Bet.

#bridgerton #simone ashley #kanthony #polin #jonathan bailey #asks

[invisiblegarters]

Eternal Yesterday Ep 4 Thoughts

This drama, man. It somehow manages to get just a little better every single week - how does it do that? Japan is killing it at the end of the year again, only this time I have no confidence that my heart won’t wind up ripped right out of my chest at the end. 

As with last week, I’m incapable of either objectivity or brevity. I blame these two:

This friend group is great. Even from episode one they seemed like a group who knew each other well and were comfortable with each other (and I was utterly tickled by the “this again *eyeroll*” reactions that Hashimoto and the Class Prez had to Koichi going on about Mitsuru’s cuteness in that ep. Said so much with so little). And I am glad that they explained the whole thing with Kagami, because now it is starting to make everyone’s acceptance of Koichi as the Living Dead Boy make a little more sense. They’re already used to weird and inexplicable. Also they make me laugh. From Hashimoto’s “Morning! Still dead, then?” to how excited Kagami was to see a demon in the flesh (so to speak). 

Dying.

I think that she and Mitsuru are the only two following the conversation enough to understand that Koichi might be feeding off of Mitsuru. I could be wrong, but that is how I interpreted that little nod between them. But it’s probably only a matter of time before Koichi figures it out, and then I think we’ll see him start to pull away. As if he isn’t horrified enough by himself already. 

Mitsuru’s house is so gorgeous and so sterile. It seems like the kind of place where you can’t actually live, because you might mess something up.  But I don’t think Koichi notices:

I’d be kinda worried it was a zombie thing if there weren’t a dozen examples of Koichi looking at Mitsuru like that already.  Best part? Now Mitsuru is looking back just as fondly.

I’m struck by how stark the difference is between the way he acted in the flashbacks vs. the way he is in pretty much this whole episode. And can I just say how much more attractive Mitsuru is when he’s making expressions? I’ve never liked him so much as I do this episode. 

The mom stuff just breaks my heart. I don’t know why, but I’d assumed she was a loving mother (I had also assumed she was dead, fwiw). Poor Mitsuru, with a distant dad and a strict mom who never touched him. No wonder he didn’t recognize Koichi’s love for what it was, sheesh. And no wonder he’s embracing the whole “Living Dead Boyfriend” concept. Who wouldn’t, if it meant that they didn’t have to let go of the one person that they knew loved them? I’m not crying, you’re crying (no, it’s me. It’s going to be me a lot I think). 

I am glad that we had some reaction from Koichi about being dead. He was so happy go lucky in episode two, not really seeming to care, and it threw me a bit. I am also completely fascinated with him finding himself disgusting and thinking that Mitsuru must too (I kind of love how it never occurs to him that Mitsuru feels absolutely the same as Koichi would if the situations were reversed). And Mitsuru is just lovely here with his reassurance. 

And then this drama proceeds to destroy all my expectations by not only serving good kiss:

But also bringing the heat:

Koichi went full seme in a way I did not expect holy shit. Although that makes his reaction when Kagami asks if they did something special that night even more hilarious. Chill, thy name is not Koichi.

So I had to eat all my words about JBLs and dead fishies, not that I’m complaining. I’d already come around to the idea that the kiss in the previous episode fit where the characters were at the time, but this solidified it. 

Okay WTF is up with the teachers? I’m officially curious. But also when I saw this:

I have to admit my first reaction was “we already have our zombie member, my dude.” 

Next week: more cuddles! And I’m guessing the teachers find out about Koichi. I guess we are going to see what happens with his family, which I was wondering about and which I know will probably wind up breaking my heart, like so much of this drama is set to do. Bring it on, I guess. I mostly knew what I was signing up for. 

#eien no kino #eternal yesterday

[the-tiger-with-a-computer]

You in the ep Out of his head.

If I was in Transformers Prime Part 6

Ratchet: Other than some setbacks Optimus has made a recovery from the Cybonic Plague.

Optimus: Thanks to your medical expertise, old friend.

Ratchet: It was your scout who braved unknown territory to locate the cure.

Arcee: Luckily for us, Megatron was still alive.

Bumblebee: *Did you just say -*

Arcee: Yeah, I actually said that.

Ratchet: What matters is that you are on the mend, Optimus, while Megatron -

Bumblebee: *But Arcee shot Megatron's life support. He should be dead.*

Arcee: He's right. Did my best to finish Megaton's story. Just couldn't stick around long enough to see how it ended.

Ratchet: On the other hand. Cat. What were you thinking?! Going onto the Nemesis?! You were lucky that no Cons caught you or worse.

Me: I'm sorry.

Ratchet: You better be.

Optimus: I have to agree with Ratchet. What you did was reckless and put not only yourself but the entire team in danger. Next time, think before you act.

Me: Right.

Megatron: It is a matter of time before Optimus discovers all is not right with you, scout. I must reclaim my body, which means taking complete and total control of yours.

Me: Bee. Is everything all right?

Bumblebee: *Yeah. I'm fine.*

Me: Well I wanted to say sorry for jumping through the ground bridge with you.

Bumblebee: *Well at least you got out of there in one piece. Don't do something like that again please*

Me: Yeah. Just be careful ok?

Bumblebee: *Got it*

*Later after Bee tosses the ball toward Bulkhead*

Raf: Bee? You okay?

Bumblebee: *Yeah. I'm fine. Best three out of five?*

Raf: Yeah. Uh, three out of five.

*During school hours*

Raf: Cat. Something is up with Bee.

Me: I know. I think it might have happened when Bee entered Megatron's mind. I mean, the psychic patch opens a door into one's mind. Maybe when Bee left Megatron's mind Megatron found a way through the door or at least a part of him did.

Raf: You think so.

Me: I don't know. It's just a hunch, but we can't take any chances. First thing after school we let Optimus and the others know.

*At the base*

Ratchet: Bumblee is complaining of intermittent visions - waking nightmares if you will.

Raf: Cat. You should tell them your theory.

Optimus: What theory?

Me: Well. You know how the psychic patch acts like a door to another being's mind?

Ratchet: Yes. And?

Me: I think when Bumblebee left Megatron's mind Megatron tried to follow Bumblebee through the door and I think at least a part of Megatron succeeded. That or his time in Megatron's might affected his own.

*Fowler calls*

Fowler: Prime. You spot any Decepticons wearing hula skirts lately?

Optimus: No special agent Fowler. Why?

Fowler: 'Cause I was hoping you'd have a lead on the Cons that busted into the Kauai Naval Observatory. The place looked like it was hit by an army of wreaking balls.

Arcee: Why would Cons break into an observatory?

Fowler: Does the Hoit-Nikogsian ring any bells?

Raf: The space telescope.

Fowler: As of last night, mussing its primary lens.

Optimus: It's difficult to guess Starscream's intent without knowing where the lens has been taken.

Fowler: Good thing the lens has a tracking device.

Arcee: The artic? Great. Another chance to freeze our spark plugs off.

Me: Maybe Starscream found something useful under the ice.

Bulkhead: He did. That's an ND-7 class. Biggest unminable energon deposit there is.

Me: So Starscream melts the ice using the lens and gets the energon. Not good.

Fowler: It gets worse. Melting a glacier that size would cause sea levels to rise and demolish coastal cities.

*Later*

Raf: So I blow past the finish line. Then my other sister Pilar asked how I got so good at racing games and I told her I know a guy who knows cars.

Ratchet: Rafael, I'm afraid Bumblebee can't hear you in power-down mode. It's getting late. Why don't I bridge you and Cat back to your homes?

Raf: Can't because I told Bee I'd stay. He's family too.

Me: And I'm staying in case anything happens. Can't be too cautious at times.

Ratchet: Don't be ridicoulous. You're not even the same species.

Me: Some families don't have to be. There are all kinds of families here on Earth, not just the ones that are related by DNA.

Raf: Cat has a point and what you mean is being related which is different than being part of a family. I'll show you.

*Raf shows Ratchet a picture of his family*

Ratchet: Very nice.

Raf: Very large. Sometimes I can chout and no one hears me. But Bumblebee always listens and myself and Cat can understand him. I am not sure why but we do.

Ratchet: Rafael, Cat. I'm going to the supply vault to see if I can find some parts to repair this. You two know what that means?

Raf: Don't touch anything.

After Ratchet leaves I notice that Bumblebee has awakened.

Raf: Wait till you see this new laptop I'm saving up for bee.

Me: Raf. Get behind me.

Raf: What is it. Why is Bee awake?

Me: I don't think that's Bumblebee.

Raf: Wither way we have to stop him. Bumblebee. Wait!

Bumblebee opens the ground bridge and walks through it.

Ratchet: What did you do?

Raf: N-Nothing. Bumblebee just got up and -

Ratchet: He was in power-down. Where does he think he's off to?

Me: If I'm right and something is controlling Bumblebee, then he probably went to get some dark energon.

Ratchet: Oh no. The graveyard.

Raf: Should we call Optimus:

Ratchet: Optimus is currently off preventing a polar ice cap from melting. We must handle this on our own.

Then Bumblebee comes back through the ground bridge with a shard of dark energon in his hand. Ratchet tries to stop Bumblebee but gets knocked out.

Me: Dark energon. Plan on bringing Megatron's body back to peak shape?

Bumblebee does not answer, all he does is grab Raf and me before placing us on a high place.

Raf: Bumblebee, please! I know you're in there! Fight whatever is controlling you!

Me: Raf! Bee was in power-down mode. His control over his body was weakened so right now he is probably acting on instincts that might not be his own.

Raf: I hope so.

Ratchet: Ugh.

Raf: Ratchet, are you okay?

Ratchet: I'm fine. More importantly, is Bumblebee? I fear Cat may be right. The time spent in Megatron's mindscape might be causing him to think like a Decepticon.

Raf: Bee's not a Con.

Ratchet: Agreed. But we need to find out exactly what Bumblebee intends to do with that shard. The only one who knew of the dark energon... was Megatron.

Raf: Bumblebee has Megatron's memories?

Ratchet: Worse. Megatron is occupying Bumblebee's mind.

Raf: WHAT!?

Ratchet: Cat was right. When Bumblebee returned to his mind Megatron followed. Now Bumblebee - Megatron has bridged to nearly the same coordinated Optimus used.

Ratchet: You two stay here.

Raf: No Bumblebee needs me.

Ratchet: Of course he does. Cat. You're coming as well.

Me: You serious? All right then.

*On the Decepticon Warship*

Raf: Did Bumblebee do this?

Ratchet: I fear Megatron's mind is dominant, and clearly he came here for one purpose - to use the dark energon to resurrect his own body.

Raf: No! Bumblebee won't let him, like he didn't let Megatron hurt me and Cat back at the base.

Ratchet: I hope your right.

We see Megatron use the psychic patch, but Ratchet goes to stop him. Secretly I grab a sharp metal pole and hold it close.

Raf: Don't hurt Bumblebee!

Ratchet: That's not Bumblebee.

Ratchet tries to fight Megatron, but he is quickly overpowered and tossed aside.

Raf: Bumblebee no! Remember who you are! Remember me! I know you always listen to me no matter what.

Bumblebee: *Raf.*

Raf: That's right, Bee. It's me.

Me: Raf! Get behind me!

Raf: But.

Me: You can't help Bee if Megatron gets to you.

Just then Megatron takes control and knocks us away. Ratchet tries to take Megatron offline, but Megatron knocks him back.

Megatron: Bumblebee can't hear you anymore!

Raf: As much as I want you to leave Bumblebee's body, I can't let you go back to your own!

Me: Raf! Wait!

Raf jumps onto the physic patch and tries to remove it but fails. I take the pole and stab it into the patch, but it's too late. Megatron opens his eyes and gets up.

Megatron: Decepticons! Your rightful Lord and Master has returned.

Thankfully he does not see me as he is focused on the others.

Megatron: Finish these pests! I have my own extermination to perform.

Ratchet grabbed myself and Raf before running with Bumblebee close behind. Thankfully we got out of there in one piece.

*Back at the base*

Ratchet: Everything's back to normal. Well, normal for Bumblebee.

Me: That's good. Anyway. I'm going to lie down for a bit.

Everything was ok. Everyone was safe, but I couldn't help but wonder how long that would last.

#transformers prime #tfp ratchet #tfp optimus prime #tfp bumblebee #tfp raf #tfp arcee #tfp bulkhead #tfp fowler #tfp megatron #self insert #ask answered

[pop-roxs]

hoo okay I can already tell this is gonna be long but manga thoughts!! i only read up to roughly 150 I think (Also hi hi I’m off anon! anxiety has been overcome >D<)

quick lil context of me even getting into this also! so my roomie and I have a tradition of watching really bad animes during finals weeks and this time my rookie suggested we watched black butler 2 (still so funny it’s just 2 not season two not book of ___ no. just two. Peak comedy) first half of that was laughably bad and then like ep 7 onward it was frustratingly good. Some bizarre pacing some bizzare writing choices but I liked it overall. anyways over winter break out of nowhere I got manga spoilers on my tiktok for Agni’s death and. It emotionally devastated me bc I loved him sm bc of the like one ep in 2 where he appeared. i told my roomie that and we decided to like actually watch the good parts of the anime so I could get a taste of the actual plot (and eventually we watched s1 lmao)

so yeah that bit didn’t impact me as much when I actually read it but 😭 Agni I miss you dearly you’re like one of the only people I’d trust to hold my drink in this series I KNOW you would take care of it and not spill anything. Also, I read the entire (post campania) manga while procrastinating studying for my organic chemistry exam bc chemistry is a pain in the ass and I didn’t want to look at it

right um. Other arcs. so the school arc has some BIZARRE pacing- (and i never got used to the just casually dropping the F word even if it was used iba like historical context) I was half skimming some of the pages bc I thought it was gonna be basically a fluff filler arc so that end caught me off guard- deffo enjoyed the soma content though! i sure hope he stays happy and nothing awful happens to make him stop smiling! hahah fuck.

Emerald witch arc is kinda funny to me. like yeah, okay queen of England, send this 13 (14?? I forgor) year old child to a different country to deal with werewolves. this isn’t even ur country girly what. Wolf and miss sullivan (can’t spell her first name) r fun characters I like their addition a lot. Could’ve done without the uh. weird scenes with sullivan but. whatever. (The scenes with finny taking care of ciel also were so sweet Omg I will cry- finny is probably one of my top 5 charas I love himmmmm he scares me tho )

that being said I fuckcking RECOGNIZED that shit was chemicals as soon as I saw that circle thing oh my FuckKING GOD. I literally put down my phone and stopped reading for a good while. I’m reading this manga to procrastinate my ochem I did not need it to insert itself like that >:’(((( it was good though I liked the arc a a lot (my roommate fucking burst out laughing when she saw me being angy and asked why.)

Sascha and Walmart will (sorry sir you are just not memorable) were cute! Hope we get more content of them in the future, or just more reaper lore. Please. I’m going insane all I want is lore (Also my roomie had already told me abt the reaper backstory so that didn’t rlly surprise me). Will and grell showing up for like one chapter was funny as hell, you know will was pissed bc that whole convo could’ve totally been an email or a pigeon or whatever. i missed them though so im not complaining

Idk what to call the next arc. the return of the school guys was… funny ig?? i have to be honest I kinda disconnect whenever they appear I just don’t really care for them 😭 the whole band group off was so funny though and the tonal whiplash was something I was NOT prepared for. It wasn’t as jarring as the paving of the school arc but like hWUH THATS A LOT OF PLOT AND BIG REVEALS HAPPENING REALLY FAST NOW-

love othello though. I’m a forensics chemistry major and I love the forensics part of it significantly more than chemistry so seeing a funny guy doing that is so very !!! ya :D also love the dynamic with Grelle. they’re both trans and besties you can’t change my mind- ALSO OTHELLO JUST . THROWING HIS SCYTGE AND THEN BIDING BEHIND GRELLE. Love him. ronnies still my fav dont get me wrong I am endeared with his talk-shit-while-getting-his-ass-beat mentality but othello is very close behind

wish we had more reaper lore . I would kill to know these guys backstories- Ronald and sascha seem so much you her compared to their coworkers it eats at my brain. sascha especially like aaaaaa kid what happened for you to end up here :(? MAN (also I could fight abt the reaper lore for so long. they don’t deserve this. this shits unfair. AGH…

i had more stuff that I wanted to say but forgot. sorry if this isn’t very understandable i just wrote as I thought of things- basically. reapers my beloved . I’m begging for lore please . soma my king I hope you’re okay. when will Ronald come back PLEASE he’s been gone since like campania 😭

BRO ROOMMATE ANON REVEAL!! i hope you dont mind me still using the roommate anon tag,,

agnis death def threw me off. i wasnt expecting yana to kill him off, especially after having him around for so long. that whole scene was very surprising. and yes i agree with you!! hes probably the most wholesome character in black butler next to some others like the phantomhive servants and soma.

i actually quite liked the school arc(and a lot of people in the fandom would agree w me)! but i get how you wouldnt. i personally was only mostly focusing since i just wanted to get back to grelle T^T.

i didnt really like emerald witch at first. i was mad when it had the honor of being the 100th chapter. but its grown on me since(n yeah those scenes were weird..).

i LOOOOVEEE SASCHA!!!!!! THEYRE SO CUTEEEEE X33333 they remind me of my best friend since they both have that same cheery vibe. like little guy is just making the best out of their afterlie and havin some genuine fun. i fw it. grelles outfit was also sooo hot in that chapter gaw dayum. i want a piece of that reaper PLEASE

you can call the return of the school guys the boy band arc. it was weird but i really enjoyed it.

i find it funny how everyone automatically says that othello is trans. one look at the silly science man provokes the Feeling.

trust me man, everyone wants more reaper lore. i am clawing at yanas feet and begging her to tell me what in the ever living fuck happened to grelle in her time as a human. WHAT THE FUCK KINDA LIVES DID THEY LIVE. WHAT DROVE THEM TO SUICIDE.

i understood everything you wrote, dw!! :3 im hoping soma is ok as well </3

#i love your long ass asks #roommate anon #black butler #kuroshitsuji #water posts

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Some Thoughts on Cobra Kai and Writing

Just something I've been thinking about since watching the new season yesterday. This would probably be more coherent if I wasn't writing on my phone, but here we go.

Even though my own stories stay in my head rather than put on paper, I really love writing and the art of (good) storytelling. I will take a character-driven story over some flashy, hollow, plot-driven story any day of the week. You obviously need a plot and setting to tell the story, and a good one certainly can elevate a story to a new level, but characters are what people connect to. So many shows today have gotten so plot-driven and have so many characters, that it's just one thing after another happening with no down time to give the characters any chance to meaningfully react to these events. Or there are just too many characters to balance in the first place, so some of them get the shaft. And so many people will complain about filler episodes where they say nothing happens. But honestly I would love it for so many of my shows to just have that down time and those quiet moments where the characters get to react, to talk, to spend time together, and just to be.

Cobra Kai seems to be going down that same route as so many of the other shows I've loved. It's all about amping everything up

and bringing in new people and having the plot drive the characters rather than the characters driving the plot. They leave out so many important character/transitional/reactionary moments in the story. There'll either be some throwaway line about something important or it's just never mentioned because we're just supposed to assume some details. And like I get that not everything needs to be shown, or can be shown due to the constrictions of the medium. But it just makes things feel so much more shallow and unearned and takes some of my interest out of the story.

This season, for example, had a lot of ups and downs. I'm still processing everything so I'm not here to give my full analysis or judgment on the season. But one thing I really liked was the moments where we got to see the kids just hanging out and talking again outside of any training or karate wars. They just got to do teen stuff again. It took me back to the better, simpler days of seasons 1 and 2 where karate was an integral aspect of the show, but it wasn't the whole show. It was a story about the two guys from TKK as adults and how they connect to a new generation of kids, with karate being the thing that brought them together. The show back then cared so much more about the story they were telling and the characters they were bringing/returning to life. And you could see that in the simple moments of the characters just hanging out and talking and having time and space to react to things.

Most of my examples here are gonna be about Robby since he's my favorite. So many details of his story are just left out or treated as unimportant in these last few seasons. We're just supposed to assume and be told things rather than actually see them. Back in season 4, they show nothing about his living situation beyond showing he was still sleeping at the dojo in ep 1. Then in ep 8 we get Shannon coming out of nowhere talking about Robby living with her now. Like we saw nothing about Shannon getting out of rehab, her going to get Robby, her reaction to his living situation, or even Robby moving back in with her. They didn't even get a scene together. Seasons 1 and 2 did a good job showing us how shitty Robby's home life was, because they actually cared about those details back then. But now we get next to nothing. That goes for his schooling too.

Now in season 5, we still didn't get any sort of interaction between Robby and Shannon, or a scene between them and Johnny, which has never happened on the show. We didn't get to see anything about how Johnny asked Robby and Shannon about the Mexico trip. On a side note, we also get some lame cop-out reason for why Carmen didn't go find Miguel herself. Or why she should trust her dumbass bf who doesn't even speak the language to go get her son. But her characterization is a whole other problem I don't have time to go into. We got like a very brief, superficial moment of Johnny apologizing to Robby. But that's it. They don't have any deep, meaningful conversations about mending their relationship beyond that...at least not on screen. We're just supposed to assume everything's okay now and Robby's all good and just gonna accept everything now. As if he was the problem in their relationship. It's just erasing the whole story they've told and giving Johnny a free pass on all the BS he's put Robby through.

After Mexico, we never get to see the obviously tense and awkward ride home with Johnny, Robby, and now Miguel. We're just told it was a quiet ride home. We don't get to see Robby's reaction to staying with Johnny for the summer rather than going to his (previously unmentioned) grandparents' cabin with Shannon. There's nothing showing us how Robby reacted when he came into Johnny's apartment and saw how much he'd cleaned it up and wondering why. And even though I'm pretending this storyline isn't happening, we get such an OOC reaction from Robby (and everyone but Johnny) about the baby. You're telling me this kid who felt thrown away by his dad his whole life, who has wanted nothing more than his dad's love and attention, and who is just finally at the start of mending their relationship, isn't going to have some conflicting feelings about this? He's just automatically happy? And just the way Johnny went about telling the boys too. If they were gonna go that route, the right thing for Johnny to do as a parent would be to sit Robby down and have a real conversation between the two of them about how he's feeling. But that would involve Johnny caring about Robby as a person and for Robby to be allowed to have actual, realistic feelings that aren't just rage or easy acceptance, which the writers aren't doing anymore.

Then just one of the last things that bothered me writing/character-wise was toward the last scene with everyone outside of the CK dojo. Now I am not a parent, and don't ever intend to be one, but like my first reaction to that scene would be rushing to find my kid. You know they were just in this huge, dangerous fight. There are cops and ambulances on site. My first priority would be finding my kid to check on them and see if they're okay. I get that some of the adults also needed urgent medical attention. But besides that, I don't think we see a single interaction between any of the parents and their kids. It's all just adult interactions and then kid interactions. When what I wanna see is an obviously beat-up Johnny, pushing away the other adults trying to get him to an ambulance, because he needs to see Robby first and make sure he's okay.

I know that may be nitpicky, but it's realistic and it's the small kind of details that I like to see in the characters and relationships I care about. There are actors who will give us these little moments on their own even when the script doesn't, and I appreciate that to no end. But when we don't get these realistic reactions or interactions in the actual writing, it just takes me right out of the story. I want to see those looks between/toward other characters, the signs of affection (physical or otherwise) that people in those relationships would have. It just goes so much more towards creating characters we love and can root for. So like stop trying to up the ante and just go back to making the story about the characters please.

#personal #cobra kai #ck spoilers #wow this turned into an essay #i was not intending this #but i guess i had more feelings than i initially thought #ck meta #*mine

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SEUNGMIN & FRIENDS

(n) an excessive and abnormal love and deep attraction to music and melody

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KIM SEUNGMIN: September 22nd, 2000. Best student since primary school, Seungmin is studying laws to becomes a prosecutor. It’s mostly his parent wish, but he dreamt about it once so he keeps this goal in mind. However, he also takes a few photography classes on the side, wanting to be a photographer more and more. He moved into YN’s and Wooyoung’s apartment building as a substitute of his dorm at the campus after they became unlivable after some technical difficulties.

HAN JISUNG: September 14th, 2000. Seungmin and Jisung know each other from middle school, being in the same class for a year, and are best friends since then. They don’t have many hobbies in common but went in a music club together in high school which gave him the motivation to become a producer. It doesn’t matter if Seungmin and him don’t always talk – they can spend days without texting each other – but in the end they’re always the first one ready to do anything for the other one. You can call them platonic soulmates, or brothers from another mother.

LEE FELIX: September 15th, 2000. Straight from Australia, Felix happened to be in the same class as Seungmin and Jisung in high school and they helped him to fit in. The three of them are now the Platinum Trio (because golden is not good enough for them). Felix is studying dance in the same college Jisung goes to and works part time in a bakery.

BANG CHAN: October 3rd, 1997. He’s the one who created the music club and met Seungmin and Jisung there. Chan considers Seungmin like a little brother and takes great care of him, and he mentors Jisung with music. He already got a job at JYPE – a growing music company – as a producer and also published a few EPs on soundcloud. Chan and the Platinum Trio formed their friend group “SKZ” back in high school.

SEO CHANGBIN: August 11th, 1999. He met Chan through soundcloud – being himself a rapper sharing his songs there – not knowing that they were in fact dorm neighbors at university. Chan introduced him to the rest of SKZ a few months ago and Changbin clicked with the others quite easily. He’s helping Jisung with his music studies and motivates Seungmin to focus on photography instead of laws. Secretly super wealthy.

LEE MINHO: October 25th, 1998. Minho works full time at the Double Knot but doesn’t share many shifts with YN. He also helps at a local animal shelter whenever he has the time. He found his place in SKZ thanks to Jisung, who he met at the Double Knot and soon became his boyfriend, under the suspicious gaze of Seungmin who only wants to protect his best friend from a heartbreak. However, the two of them are starting to grow fond of each other.

YANG JEONGIN: February 8th, 2001. Nobody really knows how Jeongin got into SKZ but he appeared one day and stayed without anyone commenting on it. Everyone loves him nonetheless. He’s studying to become a teacher and does a lot of babysitting too. He doesn’t talk much but every time he does it either to say the stupidest thing ever or to say something super clever, there’s no in between. Jeongin and Beomgyu are best friends, and they already met a few of their own group of friends but never all together.

HWANG HYUNJIN: March 20th, 2000. Fine arts student, Hyunjin knows Seungmin from the extra photography classes they share. He isn’t a part of SKZ yet, but Seungmin thinks about introducing him to his friends as he likes him a lot and thinks he would fit perfectly. Hyunjin also met Felix at the flower shop he works at alongside Soobin and already went to a few dates together.

+ SEUNGMIN’s PRIVATE: Seungmin uses his private account mostly to post some of his pictures - his favorite ones-, but he also complains about his life there from times to times. Or to fanboy over DAY6.

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I can't wait to share their story but I can already tell you that these guys, they are a lot

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anyway, it was Neth talking to you, take care :]

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Also would love to hear more about this theory "I maintain that they'd decided the documentary was going to be centred around Gina and Ricky in ep 4 and I will die on this hill". Had the same feelings because channing been focusing on Ricky but idk how to articulate it

I completely forgot that my ask box was open, you can tell I disappear off of here between seasons 😂

This got super long and is essentially a brain dump, so I'm sorry 😂 but I basically just didn't stop typing

Corbin just had SUCH a knowing look when he saw Ricky's reaction to LIAOD, to the point where he got Channings attention and asked what Ricky thought and then when Ricky walked out

And there's still the night in the woods - he must have been watching them (you see a shadow or something running through the woods, I want to say before a group scene? I'm not sure) so maybe Channing actually saw something that night and told Corbin then the next day Corbin is like dude catch this! About Ricky's reaction

I can't remember what I said in that post (if I even said anything else) but I do think that Corbin might have said that they weren't suitable for the doc just to add some pressure and see what would happen, move things along if you like (I feel like I'm not saying this properly but hopefully you get me) and it worked, they set up the whole thing where Ricky and Gina were exs and Ricky still had feelings for Gina - they knowingly played into what Corbin wanted but just didn't realise that he was doing it on purpose

There's also E* stay in your lane Bowen comment that it's impossible not to see that E* isn't thrilled about Ricky being near Gina

Everyone knows a love triangle sells, always has always will - even though we all complain about them, and Ricky hasn't exactly been great at hiding his feelings, E* hasn't been great at hiding his feelings towards Ricky, and Gina (bless her) has been trying with E* but at the end of the day her chemistry with Ricky is undeniable

There's also Channings comment to them when they're out in the little porch bit (is that what they're called? My brain isn't working) 'break up the rebound or something' so he clearly knows, and is openly acknowledging their relationship with each other (though I don't think he said that to create drama' since he wasn't recording - though this assumes they don't have cameras anywhere else)

And even if LIAOD wasn't where they decided to make it about them then the second Channing got Ricky confessing on camera it 100% became about them because all of a sudden a couple moments and some tension went from theory to real - but he never would have been filming them secretly if he wasn't making it about them because why not film the camps main actual couple who were clearly a bit tense with each other? Answer: he saw the chemistry during WDYKAL, everyone did - it's actually the only time we've had the east high lot kinda acknowledge anything between Ricky and Gina as a pair, and he probably knew that Ricky was seconds away from saying something to someone. Did he break up Ricky and Gina talking because he thought he might confess in that moment? I don't know. But I do really think he knew Ricky was on the edge and all he had to do was sit patiently and wait for him to say it

Love triangles sell in EVERY media, everyone knows that, including the campers who put it into their little formula! So there is zero way, in my mind, that Corbin and Channing - who both have experience in the media - were around them and didn't notice the love triangle gold right in front of them and decide to focus on that in the documentary

#ricky x gina #hsmtmts

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Time to rant about my oc Marble Cake Cookie and Affogato because they make me so *vague gesture of emotion* ( Here is his appearance for reference<33 )

These two make me so mentally ill okay lets go

OKAY so basically the entire gist of it is that Affogato and Marble Cake used to be friends(ish) before they drifted apart and now it’s more strained than before but they can still attempt to be somewhat friendly to each other

But that’s the boring short version let’s get into why they make me anguish on a regular basis ^-^

Rant Copy pasted from Discord :)

“It’s the kind of thing where they used to be on semi-good terms but due to their own faults as characters they doomed any chance of genuine friendship that had between each other and now even though they should hate each other they can’t help but care for the people that they both used to be

Affogato pushed away everyone so that he could fully devote himself to his goal and originally bugging Marble was just supposed to push him away and then he’d move onto the next person to annoy but when Marble like didn’t care he just kept doing it until he began to care about what Marble said in response which is AWFUL because he’d never actually act on good will aside from very minor things like letting Marble slide even though he probably knew his plan with the excuse of “He’s good at his job” instead of admitting any real emotions towards the one person who didn’t hate him

Not like Marble Cake is completely free of guilt too mind you. His main fault was that he just can’t express his emotions easily so even though he KNEW he cared about Affogato and that he was kind of going down a slippery slope he didn’t do anything to stop it because he feels like he’s incapable of helping people due to his own issue of expressing emotions. He doesn’t mind Affogato’s presence at all even though he’s very annoying on occasion and he’ll complain about him a lot. Marble buries his emotions like Affogato and despite caring for how Affogato used to be he still doesn’t voice that to anyone else and hides it under a mask of uncaring hatred to anyone else. The only time he lets his care for Affogato slip through are when he talks to him one on one and even then it’s almost unnoticeable. That and even though he pieced together that Affogato was going to do something to try and change the Citadel’s laws I think he refused to acknowledge the possibility of a coup/anything really bad until it happened. Affogato didn’t give information to him but Marble didn’t seek it out, and actively refused to look Affogato’s downward spiral in the face until he had become something so different than what he used to be

They care about each other but both bury their emotions and never let it slip through but both of them KNOW on some level that they care for each other. They’re never going to admit it and dance around it for centuries but both were the first genuine friendship the other had whether they want to admit it or not and both are still holding onto the possibility of what if their flaws were just slightly lessened and they actually showed they cared about each other instead of pretending they don’t and hiding those emotions and assuming things. They know it could’ve worked out better and that they both messed it up but they still pretend that it’s like back then when they talk to each other. Marble Cake pretends the king isn’t probably dead ( context this rant is about an rp set during episode 13/14 ) and Affogato pretends that all of his crimes never happened. It’s fragile and awful and their idea of friendship can only exist if they ignore everything that happened with Affogato but they both still hold onto that ideal even though realistically it can never happen anymore unless Affogato’s crimes can disappear and he tries to change as a person. And like,, would Affogato try to become a better person just for Marble? After running away at the end of ep 14 does Affogato ever try and have a change of heart?? Because Marble has duties in the citadel and Affogato isn’t welcome back there under any circumstances so if they ever met again it would be months later.”

And like theoretically they could mend their friendship if Affogato worked on himself but the thing is Marble Cake is so much happier with the friends he has now than he ever was with Affogato. And that thought terrifies him. Because how do you feel? How do you feel when the first friend you ever made after having no one to care for for all of your life drifts away from you due to both of you being unable to admit you care for each other? How does one feel when your first ever friend who you still reminisce on the good times you had with them does horrible things? How does it feel knowing that you should’ve done something to stop them while you could.

Anyways bai bai I just needed to ramble about them I was going to melt into a puddle pf nothingness if I didn’t ^-^

#Marble Cake Cookie #Cookie run oc #Affogato Cookie #cookie run kingdom #Para’s Ocs

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Keeks aaaahhhh we all are waiting for your thoughts on ep 6 I went completely insane over larycent moments

answering this SIX DAYS TOO LATE but oh well, we still have three hours before the episode airs, so here goes fucking nothing. we got two scenes but somehow got almost everything we asked for in these, so I can't even complain if i wanted to

the audacity of Larys tbh. his family just died (because of him), the funeral is supposedly happening at the same damn time, and what does he do? go to Laena's funeral. No, he didn't know her, he probably never spoke to her a single word, so the Velaryons are wondering what in the name of the Seven this guy is even doing until someone points out that Queen Alicent merely needs her emotional support twink by her side and that he's harmless ("isn't he Lord Confessor aka Guy Who Runs All The Tortures?" "yes but besides that he's just some bloke")

the STARING, did i lose my mind over this. the way he positions himself before he settles down to stare at Alicent like a Completely Normal Person has something so comedic about it, and it's only topped by Criston practically doing "is this guy bothering you, Queen?" - he doesn't even mention him by name (which is quite disrespectful when you think about it, since Alicent also points out that Larys is Lord of Harrenhal now) and makes a point to remark how indecent Larys is being. That Alicent's response is all but "lol, dw, he's cool" mixed with a "goddamnit, Larys, you're being so obvious even this fucking guy has taken note of it, tone it down fifteen notches" somehow is the little cherry on top of it

THE BOAT SCENE, okay okay, first of all: when we see Alicent standing outside and staring at the sea, Larys is first standing at the other side of the ship and has a handkerchief pressed to his mouth. He was seasick and still went over to Alicent and afterward stayed next to her, watching the sea with her. He could've easily just left and gone back inside where he could continue being unwell, but nope! Gotta stare at the waves with the girl I like.

After the final scene in S1E6, everyone and their little dog was talking about how terrified Alicent was of what he did and how she most likely was never going to trust him ever again because she now knew what a monster she had on a leash and how she would take her distance from now on. Yes, she knows to be careful from now on with how she words things around him, because Larys knows how to turn the table on her and read between the lines when there is really nothing, but Alicent has changed. She utterly lost her shit when Aemond was maimed and not one person had her back, her husband showed to the entire court that his preference for Rhaenyra outweighed any feelings he had for his and Alicent's children, and that she was right - that her children could be in danger. She shows regret about her loss of control but her father begins fostering that seed of resentment within her, that what she did was the right thing to do, and essentially feeds her paranoia, so she considers that maybe having a very cunning and dangerous person by your side who has killed for you and would do it again is actually useful - when the time is ripe. I do believe that she will ask for his support when Viserys is dying to keep the King's death and secret and move as quickly as possible to segure that Aegon is made heir while undermining Rhaenyra's claim in its entirety.

OH BOY, were you bitches wrong all along about her hating him for the murder of his family and being a kinslayer!!!! if that had really been the case, you know she would've told Criston she was uncomfortable, and Criston would've not missed an opportunity to manhandle Larys off the permise, but instead she doesn't do anything of that... almost as if Larys was her only friend for the better part of a whole decade and she was shocked to find out her trusted friend was capable of such things, but also she is pragmatic enough to look beyond that after a while because she is in a precarious situation...

Larys is so far the only one to actually offer condolences for what happened to Aemond - Otto didn't care about what happened to the prince, Viserys sure as hell ran all out of fucks to give for the non-Rhaenyras among his descendants, and here is the only person to tell her he's sorry for what happened. It's a direct parallel to E1 where Alicent told Viserys "all I ever wanted was for someone to tell me they were sorry for what happened" wrt the death of her mother, and that's beautiful.

fuck it, we know Larys wasn't physically present for Queenbowl but I won't budge from my personal headcanon that he warged into a rat or some other creature and was cheering on Alicent while watching the entire mess going down

on another note

Aemond riding Vhagar was terrifying and stunning

the kids' brawl was INSANE, even though if i'm being honest... as much of a dickmove Aemond's stunt was, he was right and the discussion could've ended there and then, because being a dick isn't a crime (basically, it escalated but understandably so)

the sexual tension between Daemyra drove me INSANE, so when the sex scene happened I was a little... disappointed at first? someone on Twitter did point out that along with it being a very deliberate contrast to the horny as fuck brothel scene, Rhaenyra had also just given birth to Joff a few weeks earlier so Daemon being gentle was reasonable, and by now I have made my peace with the scene (and the pulling off of the stockings was sexy as hell tbh)

I loved seeing Otto again, he's a prick but I have love in my heart for all DILFs regardless of moral alignment

I was pleasantly surprised by the choice to have Laenor elope with Qarl, even if I think too many people ignore that Daemon and Rhaenyra basically got an innocent dude killed to pull it off - not that I think of them as godawful evil people for it (lol), but it's hypocritical from some sections of fandom

Laenor standing in the sea in mourning of Laena... god, I really wish we had seen more of their relationship besides Laenor holding her hand at the tourney when she gets scared. Again, the Velaryons were Robbed of character moments

the knife scene delivered on all fronts, Emma's and Olivia's acting was insane

I still can't believe the entire damn court showed up to see Aemond getting stitched up and stuck around for the Targ-Hightower beef. These people are so nosy, lmao, and we don't even know who they are

Ty Tennant as Aegon has the same comedic potential as Roman Roy, I will really miss him. I laughed for at least a full minute when he completely demolished Aemond's alibi with the most incredulous "me?????" I've ever heard

Helaemond is real, it came to me in a dream, call me Helaena

Actually, Baelaemond too, he totally got a subconscious crush when Baela drove her fist into his face, that's just the way things are

Rhaenys's reactions to finding "Laenor" honest to god almost made me cry, Eve Best really sold it. i assume Rhaenyra and Daemon never tell her the truth of what really happened, but damn it, I wish they did

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