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The Danger in Duality | 07

BTS X Reader

CW: Some violence and explicit sexual content

“You and your seven squad members must take on the struggles of being world-class assassins while also living as full-time college students”

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The sizzling against the metal tray should have been a warning, but you took it as an invitation. Your tongue burned as you shoveled food down. Missing meals wasn’t new in your field, but with the news, you needed something to distract the churning dread in your stomach.

Though the cafeteria did little to ease this dread. It had been three years since the last time you had a meal here, but everything about the place put you on edge. The sounds of chairs screeching against the floor brought back a wave of nostalgia. One that wasn’t welcomed. One that came with memories of rushed lunches and healing bloody knuckles.

You’d already graduated, left the hidden mountain compound to do what you were meant to do. So how come even then, years later, the sterile white walls made your hair stand on end?

“I would love to have a meal without being gawked at.” Hoseok said across from you.

Jimin spared a look up and met eyes with about half of the cafeteria. He immediately turned away, “Creepy much?”

“They’re j-juwst kids, give ‘em a b-break.” you tried through a burning mouth, “Shit that’s hawt.”

“Kids with criminal records that are literally here to be taught how to get away with murder. Or did you forget?” Jimin said, “And why don’t you wait for it to cool down? It’s not gonna run off your tray.”

You forced down a swallow, “I'm hungry now.”

The boys shared a look and shrugged.

“I guess I ate too much of this growing up. My stomach can’t take it anymore.” Seokjin said.

“Yeah I don’t think it can.” Jungkook said, going to poke Seokjin’s gut. The oldest prepped to backhand him, but Namjoon held his arm back.

The cafeteria food wasn’t bad by any means. You weren’t sure how The Academy got Michelin star chefs to work in the kitchen, but they never let you down. Though Seokjin had a point, if you hadn’t been desperate then you might have a problem with eating it too. The richness almost made you sick, every ingredient tasted like The Academy. You pushed the thought back and took another swallow.

“Why did we have to come all the way here to have the meeting with Mr. Kim?” Hoseok asked as he played with the food on his fork, “Couldn’t that have just been a videocall like usual?

“Knowing him, he just felt better delivering the message in person. It just felt too serious to talk about through a screen, you know?” Taehyung said.

“I heard that they’re searching the van and all our places for planted spyware,” Namjoon added, “They sent out a team while we were driving here. If there was something in the apartment that we didn’t find, then they could have listened into the meeting.”

“They went to our places? Shit, I’ve got roommates!” Jimin worried.

The thought of a man searching your apartment while Luna was around sent unease coursing through you.

“You know they’re discreet. I’m sure they considered that.” Namjoon said.

“You should worry about them finding your porn instead.” Jungkook snorted.

“Hell no, I hid that better than my weapons. They’ll never find it.”

“It’s The Academy we’re talking about, can you be so sure?” you asked.

Jimin’s face fell.

Behind Hoseok, you saw a boy extend his leg from his seat as another boy passed. The passing boy failed to look down, and his foot was caught. He lurched forward, nearly careening to the ground before Yoongi caught him.

The boy looked up at Yoongi and his entire face flushed. He quickly moved away and smoothed down his clothes.

“Hi!” the boy said, panicked. His eyes darted around the table, “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to do that. Fall on you, that is, Mr. Yoongi. I mean, sir! Um…”

“No problem.” Yoongi said shortly, “Just watch your step.”

Yoongi looked around at you all, a silent cry for help as the boy continued to stand there and stare.

“I’m a huge fan. You’re my idol.”

“Idol?” he began to laugh. Namjoon kicked him under the table. “I mean, wow I’m...honored? I, like, really appreciate it, kid.”

You all knew your squad member wasn’t comfortable around kids. You theorized it was because children were more moldable, more easily impressionable, and he didn’t want to be responsible for innevitably fucking them up. But this was The Academy after all, and this place had a way of doing that on it’s own.

“Yeah, I read up on your stats and techniques all the time. I want to be just like you when I leave this place.”

“I don’t know if that’s the best goal to have.”

“I mean it! I Iook up to you and I didn’t think that I would have the chance to ever tell you this so it sounds really stupid but I think you’re all really cool and wow just thanks for coming today.” He rambled.

Yoongi rubbed his neck, “‘ppreciate it...a lot. Thanks, I mean it.”

The boy stood there for a few seconds longer before running away from the table, “Okay, thanks again nice to meet you bye!”

Taehyung waved as he retreated, “That could have gone a lot worse, honestly. Poor kid.”

You noticed that Yoongi wasn’t stiff anymore. His shoulders were relaxed, and the hint of what looked like a smile had made an appearance. There was pride in his eyes. Not the usual arrogance, but instead fulfilment. You realized you had been smiling too.

“Huh. So he doesn’t make all orphans cry after all.” Jungkook mused, “Good job.”

“Nah, he wasn’t here long enough. If he was here for a minute longer Yoongi would have had the kid pissing himself. Trust me, I’ve seen it.” Hoseok said.

“Whatever, that was one time. That little shit had it coming.” Yoongi muttered as he ate.

“He stepped on your shoe...on accident.”

“Not my fault he was so sensitive. I just gave him some words of wisdom.”

“Saying you’d shatter his kneecaps if he touched you again are not words of wisdom.”

“There was a metaphor in there somewhere.”

“With that little boy just then...that was sweet.” you said to him, “Even for you Yoongi...I’m sure just that meant a lot to him.”

He didn’t look up at you, just shrugged and continued eating. It was a normal reaction for him to give you, and any other time you wouldn’t expect much. But for some reason, you wanted more from him, an acknowledgement, a smile even, or just for him to look at you. It felt like a quick jab to the gut, but you cleared your disappointment and went back to your meal.

Behind you, chairs violently scraped against the floor. There was scuffling and grunting, and what you knew to be the sound of fists hitting skin. You all saw a group of boys throwing punches. They had to be young because their movements had no goal, just a messy and angry flailing of limbs.

Around them, the cafeteria went on in the usual flow. No one paid attention to the fight, and carried on as if the boys didn’t exist. Fights outside of practice weren’t new, almost encouraged in a way. But it was different sitting there among the madness now that you were an outsider.

“Where’s the security? Where’s the adults?” Taehyung asked, scanning around the room after the fight had gone on for too long. There was a cry of pain.

“We are the adults.” you said.

Yes, it was encouraged. But that was if there was a lesson to be learned. From the looks of the bad technique, there was none.

“We really doing this?” Jimin whined, “C’mon, it builds character.”

“I mean, I fought during dinnertime too and I turned out fine.” Jungkook said.

“Debatable, honestly.” you said.

From across the room you saw someone pick up a tray from a table and slam it down on the person below.

You threw down your fork and ran from your table.

There were five boys in two different fights. A group of two rained punches down on one boy who was cowering on the floor. Next to them, another hit a boy with a metal tray as he straddled him. You went to the two boys first, yanking them back by their collars. They slammed against the floor, and looked ready to turn on you until they looked you over.

You moved to the second fight, where you caught the boy’s arm in midair before he could swing down on the boy he was beating. You jerked the tray away, making it slide across the floor. He tried to use his other hand to punch at you, but you caught it in your fist and twisted it behind his back. He looked up at you for the first time, and you saw all the color drain from his face.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was you I-”

“Get. Off.”

“Y-yes, ma’am.”

Taehyung and Jungkook were suddenly there. The young boys looked like they had stopped breathing altogether as they took in you and your two squad members.

The three of you bent down to help the beaten boys to their feet.

“Leave.” Jungkook said. The three boys jumped to their feet and sprinted out of the cafeteria.

“You alright?” Taehyung asked the one beaten by the tray. He turned his bruised face to him and a pang of recognition hit. Images of bloody concrete and machetes took over his mind.

“You. I’ve seen you before. The garage! At the casino!”

The swollen eyes were easily recognizable, as the last time he had seen the boy he was being beaten to a pulp on the floor of the abandoned parking garage. It had only been a day.

Taehyung was sure the other boy was also in the lineup that night.

“You’re the guy that didn’t kill me.” the boy said through his busted lips, “Thanks...for that.”

“Yeah of course...are you okay?” he asked the boys.

“It’s just been a bad first day,” the other boy said.

“I’m gonna go back to my room now. Thanks again.” they gave you a pitiful glance before limping out of the room.

The three of you shared a look, one that you all understood.

They worked fast.

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All of the lights in the building had come to a slow dim, a silent sign that it was nearing time for bed. The kids flooded the halls on their way back to their dormitories. Something urged you to join them, blend in among the crowd and turn in for the night.

Jimin took a step forward and stopped himself, laughing, “Woah. Its like this place still has this hypnotic mind fuck of a hold on me. My mind is saying ‘follow them’. I swear I just got sleepy.”

“Years of conditioning will do that to you.” Hoseok said, “But we’re grown ups, remember? We don’t have a bedtime. Let’s take advantage of it.”

“What’s that mean?” Yoongi asked.

He had the idea to simply explore, walk the halls with your new graduate freedom and see what had become of the place. Soon after the eight of you were packed tightly, roaming the corridors, listless. It was a strange feeling, like you were breaking some sort of rules.

“Looks the same.” Jungkook said. He stood in the entrance to the library, arms folded.

“No, look, they took away the creepy paintings.” Taehyung noted, pointing to the walls. Sure enough, they were replaced with posters. If only this change had happened when you used to spend your long nights studying here years ago. You would have appreciated not looking up and seeing portraits of old men staring back at you. Come to think of it, you didn’t even know who they were paintings of- never cared to check either.

Going along and taking a right, you all neared the Aquatic Wing. The smell of chlorine was thick and almost calming, but Hoseok noticeably stiffened by your side. As you stared at the large pool through the window, he shuddered.

“This was hell.”

“For you. Water training was the best part of the week.” Jimin snorted.

“That’s because you’re an actual pervert.” Namjoon noted.

“And spent the whole time ranking girls in their swimsuits.” You added, “And don’t even try to lie, we all saw your list.”

“And if you remember, you were pretty high up on that list, I must say.”

Water training was not as cut and dry as one would hope. It was made up of endurance testing, speed drills, and air control to lengthen how long every trainee could hold their breath. If your time hadn’t improved by the end of the semester, you’d be placed in extra courses- like Hoseok.

He was never a water guy. Sure, Hoseok was good at a lot of things, but swimming was never one of them. He believed it was probably something rooted in his childhood, a fear he couldn’t quite remember the exact start of. Anytime he was around water, he felt weak.

Just seeing the still pool made his heart quicken. Too many classes did he spend on the verge of hyperventilating, and bursts from his memory made his breathing go shallow.

“I think it’s time to move on, yeah?” he asked. He didn’t wait for an answer before he walked away.

The group shared a look. Everyone knew about Hoseok’s relationship with water, and it was no surprise that he would want to get away. Every time he had opted to stay on land during any missions at sea could have told you that.

Past the Aquatic Wing was the section you hated most. You were met with a set of double doors and a large window that showed a room with a singular chair and monitors. Some technicians were still inside, shutting down the computers and machines. You gulped.

“The Pressure Room.” Yoongi said, a mere breath.

That wasn’t the official name, but the nickname that spread amongst the trainees was fitting enough.

“This was the stuff of my nightmares.” Taehyung said, rubbing the back of his neck, “I still don’t know how I passed this class.”

“It took me three tries but I did it.” Seokjin sighed, “______ and Jungkook are the only people I know who passed the first time around.”

“I knew ____ could pass, but how did you pass?” Jimin asked, turning to Jungkook, “You’re riled up all the time.”

“Shit was easy enough.” he shrugged.

Their voices seemed to drown out as you stared at the chair. It was as if you could feel the cold leather, the taut wires on your skin as you sat there, room dark illuminated with the glow of the screen. It read your vitals, everything about your body’s functions on display to be evaluated by the technician.

“The new number is 52 beats per minute. Get your heart rate down to that in the next 10 minutes and you’ll be released.” The woman had said this one particular time.

Your upper body was constricted by a straight jacket, and your inability to move had already caused minor panic. It hadn’t started out that intense. First day there were no restraints, then handcuffs, then it was upped to hanging upside down from the straps on the ceiling. The number to get your heart to had dropped every week, but 52 was nearing impossible. But this was the final exam- it had to be extreme. And hell if you’d fail and take this damned course again.

You had noted a crate in the corner, but it was covered to hide the contents. You’d heard from others that the straitjacket wasn’t the only part. There was more, and it was different for every person. You’d braced for the worst and closed your eyes as you had heard the beep of your own heart. It was slowing, but then you heard the woman open the crate. Soon after there was a sudden weight on your lap. You peeked your eyes open and attempted to not jump out of your own skin. A fat snake rested on your legs and slowly moved up your body. It’s head neared your face, and the beeping on the monitor jolted into overdrive.

“Calm yourself.” you had heard the woman instruct through your frantic breathing, “Do that and it’ll be over soon enough. Get to 52.”

Jungkook and some of the others wanted to visit the Weapons Control Unit, but you opted to go your own way. With a wave, you all parted and you carried on down another hallway.

You happened upon a wide room with a large silver telescope in the middle. It faced up to the open window on the ceiling, long as if reaching up to the heavens. The moonlight was the only guide in the darkness. It had been one of your few solaces in The Academy. A place where you could find peace in the darkness and just look at the stars, so far away yet they managed to ground you.

As you browsed, you felt the energy in the room shift, a slight and silent difference. From the aura alone, you knew who had joined you.

You sighed, “Thought you were going down memory lane with the others.”

“Decided to take a rain check.”

A hand grabbed your shoulder and spun you around, your back hitting a wall. He had been so quiet, you didn’t even know he was that close. Damned assassins and their silent steps.

Two arms caged you in on both sides of your head, “I would rather not see Jungkook nut himself over the artillery collection again.”

“Again?”

Yoongi shrugged, “Pretty sure it’s happened before.”

He was so close. You could feel his body heat radiate from the space between you. He ducked his head down as if to meet his lips to yours, and you moved your face away. He froze.

“What?”

“Is there something you fucking need?” you asked your squad member, eyebrow raised.

Yoongi shrugged, “I mean yeah, I was hoping to finish what you started earlier. Perfect place, dark, no cameras, under the stars....”

“What I started?” you laughed without humor, “Yeah, sure.”

He pushed back a bit to get a better look at your face, “Everything okay?

“Yeah I mean, this whole thing is just weird. Back at the apartment and at dinner tonight you don’t even look at me, but 24 hours ago you were knuckles deep in my pussy.”

“I’m just being normal. I didn’t mean to be an asshole. I just thought normal was what we agreed on.”

“This whole arrangement isn’t normal, though.”

“So you want our entire dynamic to change in front of the guys? You know someone will notice, I didn’t think you wanted the extra attention on us. My bad I just...thought it was business as usual when they’re around...and that meant not really talking.”

Business as usual. That snapped you out of your feelings for a bit. He was right, why did you suddenly want it to mean more than a hookup when it couldn’t be?

You sighed, “You know what? You’re right, I don’t know why I was making it a whole thing. We said it was just sex and I don’t know why I expected more from you. Sorry.”

He was looking above your heads towards the light, thinking, “Don’t apologize. I can go too far sometimes. Maybe I should stop being as much of a dick to you.”

“As much?” you asked.

“Yeah, can’t stop completely, that’s going too far.” he grinned.

He looked down at your lips and began to move closer. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into you. Your mouths crashed together, feverish and hot. It was sloppy as your tongues fought for dominance. You pulled his bottom lip with your teeth and he groaned, his grip on your waist tighter.

“Wait, wait,” you said. You grabbed his shoulders and pulled away, “I don’t know if this is the best place to be doing this.”

Yoongi sighed, “People hooked up here all the time back in training, it's fine.”

Common sense tried to steer you away, and the risk was making it hard to focus. You were both still on The Academy’s property, and though it was easier to get away with back in the day, a single slip up now could cost you both everything.

“Everyone's asleep and security shouldn't come this way for another hour,” he said, eyes searching yours in the moonlit room. His hands went to your jaw cupping your face, “We can be quiet.”

Again, you felt your resolve shatter as your lips met again.

You were pressed tight against the wall, and you felt one of his hands disappear from your face. It was soon where you needed it most, going to calm the aching in your core. His fingers dipped down your pants and you sucked in a deep breath.

“Oh fuck.”

“Wet already? Just can’t wait, huh.” he smirked.

You didn't answer, instead holding eye contact as you held in your pleasure. Your hands went to the zipper of his pants, sliding it down and reaching for the bulge there. He closed his eyes, groaning as he tried to hold himself back.

“Guess you can’t wait either.” you gave him a sly smile.

Without warning you pushed him backwards, making him hit the telescope with a bang. Hand still down his pants, you reached into his underwear and held the shaft of his dick in your hands. It was heavy, twitching as it yearned to be touched. You began to jerk him off, watching his mouth open as he moaned out. His middle finger traced your folds before dipping into your pussy. You let out a huff as he pumped it in and out, and he laughed.

“Don’t hold back, you know you like it.” he whispered.

“Gotta do more to get a reaction out of me, Yoongi.”

His eyebrows raised, and in one swift motion your back was against the telescope. He turned you over so your palms and cheek hit the cold metal. He stood behind you.

“What are you-”

Yoongi kneeled and pulled your pants and panties down. His hands went to cup the underside of your ass as he spread you before him. Soon after you felt the slick, warm muscle you dreamt of dive into you.

“Ohhh!” you moaned out, hands going to fists as his tongue worked you from behind. He lapped you up, collecting your juices as you dripped for him without control. His tongue plunged in and out of your pussy and you bent over more to give him a better angle. You were breathing heavy, your mind clouded by euphoria as you felt his mouth travel up and his tongue worked your ass.

“Yoongi! Oh god, please…” you couldn’t help the sting of profanity that followed. Two of his fingers pumped into you as his tongue worked, curling in a way that made you lightheaded. You lifted your leg, putting your foot on a bench to give him better access, “Shit, shit, shit, fuckkkkk.”

The sounds of his slurping were crude and embarrassing, the noise bounced off the walls and mixed with your mewls. His free hand massaged your thigh, kneading into your shaking legs that threatened to give out from under you.

“Could you be any louder?” he whispered. You could hear the smugness in his voice.

You bucked back on his face as he continued to eat you out from the back. His hand on your thigh moved to your stomach, as he pushed you further back into him. His tongue made you feel like you were nearing ascension. It was electric. Chills racked your body and you felt your strength leave every time it moved against you. You felt the pressure in your abdomen building.

“I’m about to cum, I’m about to cum-” it came crashing into you, and you clung onto the metal as the room spun, “I...f...fuck.”

“Oh shit,” he breathed behind you, surprised by the gush that left you.

You took a moment to come down from your high and turned your head to him. His face was wet, glistening in the moonlight. He smiled, wiping your slickness onto the back of his hand.

“More.” you said weakly, “Put it in me Yoongi, I want more.”

“You want it?” he asked, lips to your ear as you felt the tip of his dick tease up and down your ass, “Tell me how bad, I’m not gonna cave in so easily.”

“You want me to beg?” you asked. You felt his hand go up your shirt and squeeze your breast as his thumb tweaked your nipple.

“Don’t be too prideful, just-” his hand moved from your chest to your throat. His dick was pressed to your ass, and he squeezed the side of your neck. You let out an airy breath, “Still don’t want to beg for it?”

“Yoongi,” his chest pressed tight to your back, “I need it so bad it hurts.”

You told him the night before that you wouldn’t cave in to letting him fuck you so easily. It was a power move of sorts. One that you thought you’d be able to hold out on longer. You wanted it, needed it badly, and your aching for him made you put your pride and power aside to have him where you needed him.

“Okay, baby. That’s all you had to say.”

You spread your feet apart again, and behind you he adjusted himself. Bending over, you felt him rub himself over your still slick pussy. He paused at your entrance, taking a deep breath and muttering something before slowly pushing forward. He plunged through you slowly and you let out a cry as you adjusted to the size of him. Yoongi cursed under his breath, bottoming out. He rocked slowly at first, feeling the way you constricted against him.

“Shit,” he hissed, “It’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

He thrusted faster, his hips meeting your ass in a nasty beat that ricocheted off the walls. You could see your breath against the cool telescope metal, puffs that left your body whenever he entered.

His grip on your throat tightened, leaving you a whining mess as he thrusted deep into your core. You were lightheaded, clouded with pleasure.

“Y-yoongi it...feels s-so good,” you managed. You felt full, the sensation making your knees weak and your heart soar, “Oh my god!”

You pushed back against him, meeting him in the middle every time he thrusted forward.

“Woah, ah shit,” he cursed, “You feel so good, _____. Fuck I can’t hold on for much longer. You’re amazing.”

You felt the pressure building again, and he pulled you back by your throat causing you to bend into him. It wasn’t uncomfortable, your flexibility was to thank for that, and you smiled as he fiddled with your clit with his other hand. It was too much- the feeling of being rammed and filled to the brim, the grip around your throat that made the room go fuzzy and you go breathless, the strokes to your clit that sent jolts of pleasure through your body.

“Oh shit I’m about to cum again.” you said as your palms slapped desperately against the telescope. You were trying to cling onto something, anything to ground you from flying away in ecstacy.

“I’m right behind you, cum baby. Come on.”

Moments later the pressure reached its peak and detonated in your abdomen. The dark room exploded with light for the briefest moment, your hairs standing on end as another wave of chills racked your body. The sounds that left you were embarrassing, but you could barely hear them over the ringing in your ears.

Yoongi moaned as you squeezed him, following your release soon after with heavy breaths and curses. He shot his load into you, and you felt the warmth fill you up then slide down your leg when he pulled out.

He deflated, and with a heavy sigh dropped his chest onto your back. His hands touched the telescope too, a sorry attempt to hold himself and not leave his weight on you. He panted and left small kisses on your neck and shoulder.

“Shit.” he breathed.

“Ditto.” you chuckled, turning to look at him.

He was drained. His eyes were tired but held an unusual focus and fascination- as if he was taking mental snapshots. He looked through that lens in awe, “You’re special, you know that?”

As your afterglow dimmed, his gaze suddenly held more weight on your skin. The room came back into focus, and your ears caught up. You shrugged away from his stare, looking at the black walls past him. You felt an uneasiness deep from your chest.

“I’ve been telling you that for years. Finally you listen to me.”

“Yeah...finally.”

You cleared your throat and went to pull up your pants. Your thighs were still slick, and you took a mental note to make a trip to the showers tonight.

“Guess we better hurry back before the boys start to ask questions.” you said.

“Yeah.” Yoongi said, fixing his pants.

You stretched out your limbs, feeling the sore ache between your legs when you began to walk. Composing yourself, you both walked out of the dark observatory and back into the sterile halls.

It was a pretty silent walk, nothing but your own steps to listen to. Yoongi wasn’t one to talk without reason, so it left you to fill in the gap in conversation. But without the snide jabs, you both fell short. You came up empty, and the thoughts of his earlier ramblings filled your mind instead.

“Hey,” he began, “It’s way too late to be asking this but...you’re still on birth control right?”

“Yeah, it’s mandatory, remember? The Academy can’t be having their employees getting knocked up.”

“Ah, right. Sorry. I’ll be more careful...next time.”

The two of you made it to the dormitory wing. When you rounded the corner, you were met with a tall frame and face of confusion.

“Oh there you both are.” Namjoon huffed, “Where were you? I went to your rooms and neither of you were there.”

“We ran into one of the old trainers and got stuck talking for a while.” Yoongi said dryly.

Namjoon’s eyes narrowed, “Huh. Weird, I swore the only staff that’s supposed to be around at this hour is security. They must have changed some rules since we left.”

“So what did you want to talk to us about?” you redirected.

“I just wanted to let everybody know we’re leaving at 8 tomorrow morning. So get a good night’s rest and try to get some breakfast before we hit the road.”

“Sure thing.” you smiled tightly, patting Namjoon on the shoulder as you walked past to your room.

Namjoon walked to his own door, giving a lazy wave before closing himself in for the night.

Yoongi stood in front of your door, “You calling it a night?”

“Yeah right after I wash up because you know...your cum is probably at my ankles by now.” you whispered.

“Okay I said I was sorry about that, didn’t have much of a choice,” he rolled his eyes, “What about, you know, after?”

“Um, sleep?”

He rubbed his neck, looking everywhere but at you, “Alone?”

You shifted feet, “I mean I was planning on it. The bed is only so big, you know?”

“Yeah, yeah, true.”

“And I don’t know how much sleep we’d be able to get. We have to wake up early tomorrow and there’s the risk of someone seeing you leaving in the morning too...so…”

“No, you’ve got a point. I wasn’t thinking.”

He turned to walk to his door down the hall and waved, “G’night.”

You nodded with a small smile, “‘Night.”

Closing the door, you found yourself restless yet again between those walls.

_____________

The lull of the weekday was almost a comfort after the weekend. Textbook pages flipped, a crackle in the air that was merely an accent to the lecture.

“So is it moral for Gorlagon to punish the queen the way that he did?” the professor asked the class, “By making her face her crimes, she has to acknowledge her infidelity. But being given her lover’s decapitated head to kiss and hold seems to be going far, is it not?”

You were taking notes and heard Hoseok groan at your side.

“Medieval literature is so fucked up. Why did you make me take this class with you?” he whispered.

“You literally kill people for a living.” you deadpanned.

“Yeah but I’ve never cut anyone’s head off.”

“Oh yeah sorry, my bad.” you said, sarcasm dripping.

“Whatever, you know there’s a line even we try not to cross.”

“So you’re saying you wouldn't ever do it even if they asked you to?”

“Well yeah, if the price was right, sure I would.” he said, “Oh come on like you wouldn’t. Don’t look at me like that.”

“No I would. Just add it to the list of things I already probably need to get therapy for.”

“What therapist can you talk to about mass murder?” .

You shrugged, “Let me know when you find out.”

“It’s cruel and unusual but it gets the point across I must say.” the professor continued, “And werewolves aside, it's a pretty accurate depiction of what happens when human emotion drives man. But what do you all think?”

A girl at the front raised her hand, “I agree, I think it shows the evil in people. And even though the head cutting thing is gross, it works to warn other cheaters of the consequences.”

“I don’t know, I’d like to disagree and say it’s not that accurate. At least from a literal standpoint.” Hoseok said when he raised his hand.

“Go on, open discussions are always welcome.” the professor prompted.

“Well realistically you wouldn’t be able to carry around a decapitated head for much longer than a couple days before the decaying process starts to become really noticeable. Autolysis starts a couple minutes after death, and when the tissues break down so will the skin and internal organs. And the story doesn’t even tell you what the timeline is from the actual events to when Gorlagon tells the story to Arthur. I’d guess around a couple months, but like, that's a long time. I’m assuming the cut was made with a sword or axe given the time period, but probably an axe because it’s a lot better for that kind of thing, so it should be a pretty clean slice which should help the queen hold the head easier but still, the decay after months would have the skin peeling off into her hands at that point. So I don’t know I just don’t see how that would work.”

The class went silent. You could only stare down at your notes and wish to disappear. If you could scoot away from Hoseok without drawing attention to yourself, you would. A few others turned to look at him.

“Wow. Great take, Hoseok. I love having med students in my class for this reason. So helpful.”

The professor carried on with the lecture, and Hoseok sunk down in his seat.

“Did I really just-?

“Sure did. Hated every second of it.” you said.

“But it wasn’t that bad right?”

No answer was your answer.

Everyone was released for the day, and the entire walk to the library Hoseok tried to justify his thoughts, more so to himself than you.

Yoongi was on his phone and took in your clear annoyance as you approached.

“What happened?”

“Hoseok basically told the whole class he’s a serial killer.”

“That’s not what happened!”

“Hoseok, the professor assumed you were a med student.”

“Well, I got participation points today and you didn’t. I have a class in 10, I’ll see you later.”

He walked away and left you and Yoongi alone. You wished Hoseok had stayed to level the awkwardness that was developing between you and Yoongi. When the group came back from the headquarters, you stayed in your apartment for the rest of the weekend. It was your first time seeing your squad member since the ride back home.

“How were classes today?” you asked.

“Nothing too exciting. Sounds like yours was, though.”

You groaned, “When I tell you I wanted to die.”

“Should we be worried about anybody finding out about our...jobs.”

“Nah, I think we’re safe.”

You walked up to the help desk, and pulled out a flashdrive from your backpack, “Hi, are the printers still broken? I need to get this file off for one of my classes.”

The lady at the desk looked at you quizzically, “No they work just fine. We haven’t had any issues with them in a couple months.”

“They weren’t broken? But...” you played back Luna’s words from last week in your head, “Um, okay great, can you please print out the 2nd file under the ‘Projects’ folder?”

She took your flash drive and walked to the back.

“What?” Yoongi asked, noting your clear confusion.

“I could have sworn Luna said the printers were broken last week. That’s why she had to come over to your place.”

“You sure she said the library’s printers? It could have been the one in the humanities building, they have them there too.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

You took your flash drive and papers when the woman returned and walked to the exit.

“You’re done for the day, right?” Yoongi asked, shielding his eyes with his hands when you both stepped into the sunshine.

“Yeah, I’m kind of floating around right now, though. You?”

“Yeah I’m about to go back home.” he said, “We’re getting another mission later today so if you have to, you could come over early. None of the boys are going to be back home for a while so...” his voice getting lower.

You turned to him dramatically, “Are you inviting me over?

“Nevermind, forget it.”

“I mean you’re always kicking me out. Wow this is so new I don’t know what to do.”

“Nothing. Don’t come.”

“I can’t deny the invitation, are you crazy?” you continued to push his buttons until you both were walking through the door of his shared apartment.

The place held an unusual serenity and peace, unusual for anywhere that housed 4 men.

“You said they’re not home right?” you asked as you dropped your bag on the barstool.

“Nope.”

“So...we have it to ourselves?” you asked, leaning against the countertop, taking in his lithe frame as he sat on the couch.

He nodded, little in his expression.

“Well, I’m going to go to the bathroom really quick. One second.”

You went down the hall to what you knew to be his bedroom. It was clean, simple, and borderline boring. Yoongi wasn’t one for much decoration besides a poster and a plant by his window. His bed was made up neatly with black and silver accents- a queen that looked like it hugged you when you laid in it.

Walking past the bed, you moved to the bathroom and looked yourself over in the mirror. You fixed your hair, smoothed down your clothes and turned to make sure your ass looked okay in your pants. With the place to yourselves, you were ready to feel his hands on you again. The thought made your heart jump quickly, and you worked to calm yourself before walking out the bathroom.

You sauntered back into the living room, a little more sway in your hips than usual. You looked at the sofa, but it was empty.

“You want anything while I'm in here?” he called from the kitchen, “I’m not getting up again once I sit down.”

You claimed your spot on the sofa, eyebrows furrowed, “Uh, yeah I’ll take some water.”

He came back into the living room with your water, a beer for himself, and a bowl of chips.

“So...what did you want to do?” you asked, sipping tentatively.

“There’s this movie on Netflix I’ve been wanting to watch forever. You know that new one with the girl from the drama Seokjin was watching?” he mistook your baffled expression for aversion, “You have anything else you want to watch?”

“No, um, that sounds...fine.”

The two of you sat in silence while the movie played. You weren’t following at all, wrapped up in your own thoughts. Did you misread him? No, why else would he invite you over when the boys weren’t home if it wasn’t to hookup? You glanced over at him, covered in the rays of the stretching sun as it set. He was completely wrapped up in the movie. Not once did he make a move, and you were scared of how much you craved his touch.

As your eyes roamed his delicate features, a part of you began to soften at his concentration. The way his lips tilted up at a funny scene, and then went back to a pout, as if he was trying to hide his entertainment. You had the urge to run your fingers through his hair, anything just to feel him.

Without breaking from the television, he held out the bowl to you.

Breaking from your thoughts, you took some and turned back to the movie.

“You’re not even watching.” he suddenly said.

“I am!” you insisted.

“What’s going on right now?” he asked.

You racked your brain for an answer, and the two characters fighting on the screen did nothing to help. Truth be told, you had no idea, but you couldn’t give up so quickly.

“You’re trying to test me? That’s bullshit.”

He finally looked at you, “You don’t know what’s going on.”

You edged closer, grabbing the chips and settling in next to him.

“Can you explain it?”

He gave you a sour look, “You want me to explain an hours worth of movie? Forget it.”

“Fine I’ll just look up the summary.” you said, pulling out your phone.

“Don’t do that, you’ll spoil the ending!” he said. You fiddled the device in your hand, thumb hovering over the search engine, “Shit. Fine, I’ll make it as simple as possible.”

He went on for a minute breaking down the plot and characters. It made more sense, but as you watched him explain it, you couldn’t help but notice some misplaced hairs that flapped everytime he moved his head. It was distracting, and without any self control, your urge to touch him took over. You smoothed the dark tresses, combing it with your fingers and patting it into place.

Yoongi paused and cleared his throat, “And now, uh, they’re trying to get back before time runs out. And that's basically it. You get it? You better.”

You nodded, locking eyes with him, “Yeah, I get it now. Thanks.”

The film played in the background, and for the first time since it started, he wasn’t watching. He seemed to be contemplating something in his head, a question.

The faint creak of the stairs came from outside, and immediately you jumped to the opposite end of the sofa. The keys jingled in the lock, and the boys filed in.

“I just think that's bullshit!” Namjoon raged.

“Just talk to your professor about it, that's all you can do.” Seokjin said.

“Why’s Joon so pissed?” you asked Jimin when he claimed the spot between you and Yoongi.

“His professor didn’t give him the grade he thinks he deserved for his presentation so he might not make the Chancellor's List this semester.”

“I do deserve it, first of all. It was the best one up there are you kidding me?”

“Oh no, you won’t make Chancellor’s List, you’ll fall from grace and make the Dean's List instead...big fucking whoop. If you want to swap GPAs with me, be my guest.”

“You still have finals, you can always bring it up. Don’t stress it.” Taehyung advised.

“He acts like he’s going to have an aneurysm if he doesn’t get above a 95, give me a break. We’re being hunted and he’s worried about grades.” Jungkook muttered as he sat on the arm of the couch. He looked down at you, “Why are you here?”

You turned to him slowly, “Ouch?”

“You know, before us. With just him.” Jungkook said, nodding over at Yoongi.

“She broke in like usual.” Yoongi said.

“Ouch?” you repeated.

“Alright it’s almost time.” Seokjin said as he pulled out his laptop.

When it hit the hour, Mr. Kim appeared on the screen, sitting at his usual desk with a fresh pressed suit.

“I’m glad to have seen you all this weekend, even if it was for a terrible reason. For now just be cautious and report anything that raises concern.”

You all agreed, and he carried on.

“Well this assignment should put everyone at ease a bit. It’s a smaller mission with not as much on the line,” three mugshots flashed, each of men in soiled clothes, “These three men make up what's believed to be small cult that kidnaps and murders their victims for religious sacrifices. 21 people have gone missing in the past 2 years for these sacrifices. Some bodies have been discovered, and they all have the same markings: a burned circle on their wrists. These men were given the minimum sentence, but then were released 2 months into serving it after a review of tampered evidence. The man on the far right is the cousin of a member of the presidential council. We believe he has a role in their release.”

The screen switched to a photo of a cabin in the woods.

“This is where they conduct their sacrifices. They arrived at this house 2 days ago and have not left since. Case files say they average one sacrifice a month, so given the timeline of the murders, another should be in the works at any moment. None of them have records of impressive combat skills, so this should be a very low risk mission for you. Because of this, we won’t dispatch the entire team. We’ll need Yoongi and _______ to carry out the job, and Seokjin on surveillance duty. Any questions?”

“No, sir.” Seokjin answered.

“To the 3 on the assignment, I’ll send exact coordinates for the cabin shortly. Ah, I almost forgot to mention, your residences all came back clean of any planted devices. Other than the mic Seokjin found, the van was clean as well.”

There was a collective sigh of relief.

“But we’ve concluded that the van was tampered with and moved because they not only wanted you to find the device, but to let you know that they know where you all are and have access to you whenever they want.”

And just like that, the anxiety was back.

“Well great.” Jimin whispered.

“Did you get any intel on their location?” Namjoon asked.

“We’re still working on finding the precise one. But after researching we’ve narrowed it down and honestly it’s...concerning. Our other units were stationed all over the world and Anti still targeted them with devastating results.”

“Well...where do you think it is?”

“Likely, given the van incident and the materials they used to make the mic...their hideout is within 20 miles of you all.”

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Let me know what you think of the update! Curious to know which direction you think its going...

As always thanks for reading! Feels good to be back.

#bts fanfic #bts smut #yoongi smut #bts angst #yoongi angst #did #the danger in duality #namjoon #seokjin #yoongi #hoseok #jmin #taehyung #jungkook #bts x reader #bts au #kpop fanfic

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ladyshandioftheendless · 4 years

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~Crüe AU writings 7~

Reblogging those hawt pics inspired me so hard~ Too Fast for Love era Crüe is officially the canon Vampverse~

~Shandi

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~VAMPIRE AU Part 7~

Summary: Nikki loses control. (told from Mick’s POV)

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I decide to take the kid to a more lively part of the city for blood. West Hollywood is not our usual territory but as long as we don’t call too much attention to ourselves we should stay out of trouble. His eyes are wide with wonder and excitement. “Have you never been here before, kid?”

“Wanted to..but my ‘family’ would never let me go anywhere fun like this.”

“Then lucky for you they’re rotting corpses now huh?”

“Couldn’t possibly feel any luckier~”

As we pass an alleyway the strong scent of blood hits us both. The kid’s eyes turn red and his fangs are out. “It’s so close..” His voice is a deep rumble, laden with hunger. “..I want it~” He disappears into the darkness and I hear the guys’ screams as he feeds on them. Nobody else does. The Humans are all too busy in their own selfish little fantasy worlds to care about bums in an alley. He comes out, face stained with blood, eyes burning red and a sadistic smile. “Kid? You okay?” Stupid question. I know he’s far from okay. He looks at me, licking the blood from his fangs.

“Blooooood...I want moooore~”

I was afraid this would fuckin’ happen. A lot of fledglings fall victim to Bloodlust if they’re not taught how to feed properly. It’s my fault. I let him just do what he wanted cause I didn’t wanna be like his shitty ass ‘family’. I have to try to calm him. I place a hand on his shoulder. “We’ll find more, kid. Just come with me okay?” But his nose is already in the air scenting for fresher blood. He growls and runs off. He’s fuckin’ fast! I try to keep up but I lose track of him in the crowd.

FUCK!

I manage to swipe a car to search for him. Goddammit..where the hell could he have gone?! This is bad. If he’s caught.. I finally catch his scent over by one of the nightclubs on Sunset and I track it to a nearby hotel. I swear I can hear him call to me. Once I find the right room I kick the door open. There he is lying on the bed naked with three dead chicks. He’s fuckin’ gorged himself. I push the bodies aside and climb on the bed next to him. “Kid...! Kid! Nikki! C’mon Nikki wake up! We gotta get you outta this fuckin’ room!” He groans and opens his eyes. “Nikki, c’mon... C’mon..” I grab his chin and turn his head. The Bloodlust has made him delirious. Incoherent. “Fuck, you gluttonous bastard, you just had to drain these bitches in Vince’s territory, didn’t you? Fuck.. Fuck, am I not feeding you enough? Jeez..” I help him put on his clothes. It’s a race against time now. “Wake up, Nikki. We’re gonna get out of here, then you’ll be right as rain, ya hear me?” He presses his cheek against my shoulder and groans again.

“Mick....hun....hungry...”

“No. Not now! Jeez kid, you just drained three girls! You are not hungry--ahh!!” I hiss when the kid bites into my shoulder. Fuck he’s got it really bad. “Nikki! This is not the time!” He looks at me..and I just lose my damn nerve. He’s desperate for my help. He needs me. And he needs to satiate his hunger. So I stay there and let him drink from me. This’ll be the only damn time. Maybe my blood will calm him the fuck down. I see movements in the shadows out of the corner of my eye. Shit they’ve caught up. “Nikki. Stop.”

“...but..Mick..”

One look from me shuts him up. He nods and gets up from the bed. Leaning against me, I take him out a window and down the fire escape. “Get in the car, kid.”

“Why..do you have a car? Aren’t we gonna fly?”

“Can’t fly in this territory. Those fuckers are faster than me..we’d be dead before you know it.” I pick the kid up, put him in his seat and close the door. I’m fuckin’ glad I left the car running now. I close the driver’s side door and stomp the pedal to the floor. “Nikki..listen. When we get home I gotta explain the rules about territories to you.” I turn to him and realize that I’m wasting my breath. He’s already passed out. And snoring. Damn cute ass brat~”

Unfortunately we’re not safe. Not by a fuckin’ long shot.

A group of blonde chicks dressed in red leather stand in the road, forcing me to slam on the brakes. The kid is jolted awake. “W-what the fuck, Mick?!” One of them comes up to my door and rips it off its hinges, tossing it into the woods. “Get out of the car.” I hold up my hands. “We didn’t do anything. I’m just tryin’ to take the kid home.” I hear the other door get ripped off, and another chick grabs the kid by his neck and pulls him out. “Come with us now, or we’ll be playin’ soccer with his head.” Fuckin’ hell. I’ve got no choice. “Fine fine! Just let him go!” The kid runs to me and grabs onto my arm. “Mick what’s goin’ on? Who are they?”

“I’m sorry, kid. I shoulda warned you about territories before we left. These chicks are Vince Neil’s entourage. West Hollywood is his playground and we intruded.”

“What now?”

“We meet the man himself..and hope we can convince him not to kill us.”

To be Continued!!

#Shandi's drabbles #Crüe AU writings #Vampy Sixx~#Nikki's bloodlust takes over #unfortunately it's in the wrong territory

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yllucsanad · 6 years

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14 and 15 from the x files asks 😊

14. Favorite episode(s)? Why?

ok you didnt ask for nearly this much but ive always wanted to make this list anyways so here ya go!!

1x01 Pilot: I mean,,,, does this even need an explanation?

1x03 Squeeze: amazing MOTW, “do you think i’m spooky?”, “it seems you were acting very territorial” “of course i was” this is episode thREE PEOPLE, the gray/green alien conversation lmaoooo

1x24 The Erlenmeyer Flask: rip deep throat, iconic “trust no one”, the alien plot seriously begins the thicken here

2x01 Little Green Men: they have a secret meeting how cute, Mulder recording everything for Scully um hello someone is in love

2x08 One Breath: Mulder TEARING apart the hospital and screaming at people for Scully, coma hand holding and crying in his apartment, the return of her necklace, “mulder? i had the strengths of your beliefs”

2x13 Irresistible: like obviously donnie pfaster makes me uncomf but the way mulder tips up scully’s chin and makes her look at him and then she breaks down and FINALLY lets mulder see her as something besides hard as a rock

2x17 End Game: Scully taking charge and saving Mulder’s life, Mulder trading “Samantha” for Scully

3x04 Clyde Bruckman’s Final Repose: this episode is very funny and i appreciate that in this dark x files universe, QUEEQUEG, “how do i die?” “you don’t”, “autoerotic asphyxiation”

3x13 Syzygy: “sure fine whatever”, jealous scully, cigarette smoking scully, “shut up mulder”

3x17 Pusher: this ep is simply amazing in every way and we all know it

3x22 Quagmire: mulder hating the dog for no reason, RIP queequeg, the conversation on the rock

4x03 Home: this episode is gory and cool, the conversation on the bench, scully making noises to try to get the sheep to move lmao, mulder playing with the baseball and the tv and being sad that elvis died, and im a sucker for kevlar

4x13 Never Again: Iconic is all i need to say

4x14 Memento Mori: yeah the cancer arc sucks and all but the msr is soo good in this like i can never get over it, the flowers

4x20 Small Potatoes: a great light hearted episode in which scully and “mulder” almost KISS

4x22 Elegy: this episode makes my list because it is so raw and emotional, because mulder gives scully no personal space ever, the bowling scene. scully’s session with the therapist

5x01/02 Redux & Redux II: “keep going fbi woman”, mulder never ceasing to cry about scully, “one sorry son of a bitch speaking”, all the kisses, the hand holding, mulder coming back “from the dead” because he had to see scully, the smile when he tells skinner her cancer is in remission

5x04 Detour: “kill me now”, the wine and cheese (poor scully she really tried), “i dont wanna wrestle”, “maybe if i rains sleeping bags you’ll get lucky”

5x05 The Post-Modern Prometheus: a happy motw ep is always great, b&w, the humor in this one is just golden, the dancing scene of course

5x10 Chinga: mulder without scully lmaooo, “marry me”, the pencils lmao

5x12 Bad Blood: do i even need to explain my love for this one?

5x19 Folie a Deux: a lot of people dont like this ep for some reason but i do, mulders split lip is Hawt, “one in five billion”, “folie a deux. a madness shared by two”

5x20 The End: fuck diana BUT uh, pic of mulder and scully hanging in the office, gibson impressing the fuck outta everyone, gibson exposing mulder about diana and scully, mulder fuckin up spender, the way scully holds mulder after the office fire

6x03 Triangle: the filming is so beautifully done, i love a good irl AU, the KISS i could write ESSAYS about this kiss, “i love you”

6x06 How the Ghosts Stole Christmas: mulder literally steals scully’s keys so she cant leave, they LITERALLY kill each other and then go exchange gifts after they said they wouldnt get each other anything i mean CMON

6x08 The Rain King: everyone assuming mulder and scully are a couple, “i do not gaze at scully”, scully’s speech to sheils

6x14 Monday: i just really really like this episode for some odd reason i cant put my finger on

6x15 Arcadia: again, another episode that i don’t feel the need to explain why i love it lol

6x18 Milagro: scully being fascinated by this guy, mulder being possessive jealous and worrisome, the hug when scully doesnt die, scully grabbing mulders arm, “in my book I’ve written that agent scully falls in love. but that’s obviously impossible. agent scully is already in love.”

6x19 The Unnatural: the ice cream thing, the ripping of the document, i do enjoy the story, fuckin mulder and his baseball obsession, the Scene (you know the one) hips before hands OO baby

6x21 Field Trip: a very cool episode, mulder telling scully that he ends up being right like 98.9% of the time and shes like o fuck, she thinks mulder is dead :’(, they literally trip together, the hand hold at the end

7x06 The Goldberg Variation: lots of good ol flirting, i enjoy the case, the sink lmaoooo, “i like baseball too”

7x14 Theef: “i’ll always keep you guessing”, mulder saving scully by pulling the pins out of the eyes,

7x16 Chimera: “do you have a significant other?” “not in the widely understand definition of that term”, “mulder when you find me dead, my desiccated corpse propped up, staring lifelessly through the telescope at drunken frat boys peeing and vomiting in the gutter, just know that my last thoughts were of you, and how i’d like to kill you” “i’m sorry who is this”, and also mulder just being really great at his job seriously turns me on

7x17 all things: must i explain?

7x19 Hollywood A.D.: a Classic, scully showing tea leoni how to run i heels, mulder packs it to the left, skinman, bubble baths, the laughing and the hand holding at the end i am DECEASED

7x21 Je Souhaite: i def like the case in this one, scully’s entrance to the office in the beginning (hmm someones suspiciously happy), scully and her invisible body lol, mulders wish was fantastic, the whole last scene as well as “well i’m fairly happy. that’s something” atths ya know

7x22 Requiem: ok like even though its depressing as fuck in end i love this ep, scully visibly turned on by the fact that mulder assaulted someone, “let’s go waste some money”, “we could start sharing rooms”, mulder holding scully when she faints in the woods, mulder watching scully with the baby, the whole bed scene, the HUG cause mulder couldnt live without her if something happened, PERGNANt

and as far as season 8 goes….. every episode besides the ones with mulder are meh and lets pretend 9 didnt happen except i guess The Truth was good considering the circumstances

and i aint gon get into the revival ho boy

15. Favorite MSR moments?

most of them are listed above but other than those:

in firewalker when mulder holds scully’s face

when scully puts herself in contempt of court for mulder and then the HUG

BBQ SAUCE

in die hand when mulder rolls himself over scully when shots are firing

all the comfort and care in end game

they way scully cares for mulder when his father and mother die

haha mulders reaction when scully identifies the plane at the bottom of the water

the lace thing, the china pattern thing

scullys concern for mulder in paper hearts and the hug

mulders memoization of scully’s senior thesis

mulder showing off athletically for scully, scully enjoying it

in pine bluff variant when scully recognizes mulder by his bandaged fingers

in dreamland when scully says she would kiss mulder if he wasnt so ugly and the exchange of the sunflower seeds, also mulder knows her breakfast

jealous scully in alpha

the touchstone conversation

the millennium kiss

everytime mulder calls scully dana (beyond the sea, lazarus, the field where i died, trust no 1)

in tooms the first and only time scully calls mulder fox (i know he doesnt really like it but i still wish they did it again because it carries a big weight)

the decontamination shower

when scully cares for mulder when he is in shock

when scully shoots mulder and tends to his wound later

and we musnt forget fight the future and i want to believe

#asks #the-fbimostunwanted

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attract-mode-collective · 6 years

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Scorpion Vs. Elon Musk’s Mom: FIGHT

Yes, that is indeed Elon Musk’s mother up there. And no, I do not have a bigger sized version of the pic. Guess we could always ask captain-price-official if one does exist.

Or perhaps make your own? Here’s Elon’s mum by herself (and in higher res)...

And with that, it’s time to see what else I tweeted during the first half of March! So, sticking with fighting games: which Street Fighter character does lighting better? Ryu, via the animated movie (via settei)...

… Or Bison, via the live action flick (via toghomevideo)...

I absolutely love win quotes from rom hacks (via bison2winquote)...

I have a massive backlog of games, yet Tekken 7 just shot straight to the top of the list, thanks to the knowledge that you can accurately recreate Dynamite Headdy characters (via mysterious0bob)...

This Hatsune Miku X Space Channel 5 figure is v. nice (via nendoroidoftheday)...

A friendly reminder to everyone that A. I'm a massive fan of Seaman & B. my birthday is about a month away (via nutastic)...

This scene at the beach with a Figma of Link, from A Link Between Worlds, feels more like Link's Awakening than anything else (via vyntic)...

Toys and models are no longer just for reenacting memorable in-game moments, they can also reproduce famous IRL events that surrounded the games themselves (via 8bitcentral)...

So what's the going rate for ET for the Atari 2600 that was supposedly dug up in for that so-called documentary, Atari: Game Over? Which I recently re-watched and still can't believe people think is real. At any rate, am assuming the autograph from Howard Scott Warshaw gives it some actual value (via it8bit)...

And what's the going rate for Chinese Famiclone karaoke carts, primarily one with Jackie Chan on the label. Am also wondering if it's cuz his songs are included... you are aware of his successful career in music as well, right? (via ulan-bator)...

Been struggling to come up with a zinger for the past 10 minutes, but ain't nuthin gonna beat "Welcome to the Velvet Room y'all!" (via jatayu)...

To be filed under: it's funny cuz it's true (via doctorbutler)...

So the weather has been awful around these parts, lots of rain & snow, which gets in the way of imagining a giant tetromino in the sky (via uvula.jp)...

When playing Super Mario Galaxy 2, please keep in mind that somewhere out there, despite being out of view, is the ghost of Luigi floating through vast stretches of empty space, with zero destination or purpose (via suppermariobroth)...

Speaking of Luigi, and Supper Mario Broth; they’ve taken the adventures he talks about in Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door and illustrated them in the form of a comic that closely adheres to the style of the game...

Also a friendly reminder of that rift between Mario & Luigi for a few years (they'd eventually make up & resume doing games together, as everyone knows) after Mario discovered his brother being all friendly with the enemy in Super Mario World (via peazy86)...

Yet another obscure Mario factoid: the move he uses to defeat Bowser in Super Mario 64 originates from an old furikake commercial that predates the game by about a decade (via suppermariobroth)...

Yet another random gif of Mario from the 80s, this one from a video guide from Super Mario Bros; I miss the days in which his look was not yet standardized (via suppermariobroth)...

And here we have a completely unlicensed Dr. Mario, unless Nintendo gave him the OK to brush up on his doctoring skills by assuming an alias at a family clinic in Houston TX (via suppermariobroth)...

It's funny how, when it comes to obscure Mario games, everyone brings up Mario Is Missing or Hotel Mario, but what about Super Mario Bros. & Friends: When I Grow Up? (via kazucrash)...

Mario gets his own breakfast cereal.

Luigi? Booze. (via @carolynmichelle)

A question that I posed on MAR10Day (via retrogamerblog)...

It's not Super Mario Bros, but simply…. Bros (via therubberfruit)...

I've never wanted something "bootleg" to be official as much as as this Dark Souls fan art. And if the actual game somehow looked like this, that would be... gladly welcomed (via gamefreaksnz)

Oh God, Nier is amazing and all, but I would SO be down for a yelling & screaming match with Yoko Taro on this point (via @Avisch_)...

Behold my fave Twitter thread in recent memory: "You see, that was taken from Africa, but it belonged to the Keyblade Masters. Imma take it off your hands for ya."

"Nah, It was taken by British soldiers in Africa but it's actually from Gaia. A sword far heavier than any sword has rights to be, yet a true 1st Class will wield it with ease. Don't trip, I'm gonna take it off your hands for you."

"Nah, It was taken by British soldiers in Africa but it's actually from Hyrule. Originally crafted by the goddess Hylia herself. Only a true hero that is pure of heart and strong of body is capable of wielding the sacred blade. Don't trip, I'm gonna take it off your hands for you."

Naturally the star of Home Alone 1 & Home Alone 2 has both a NES Classic and Famicom Mini, like all Hollywood bigwigs (via @SimonParkin)...

While discussing Ready Player One with a colleague, was reminded of the dude who was so inspired by the book that he turned his apartment into an arcade (and then his fiancé broke up with him; via nydailynews.com)...

Recently there was some kind of event at Sega HQ, I think? Details are basically nonexistent due to the language barrier, but far as I can gather, 16 super fans were invited to come by & party (via @SEGA_OFFICIAL)...

... If you check out #セガ公式アカウントオフ会 you'll see numerous pics from the get-together, though the one thing that stands out is the assortment of Sega hardware (via @KK__Cy)...

... MIA, cuz no variants were on display, is my fave alt ver. of the Mega Drive: the Wondermega. But @yu100s took one of his own… with the ugly ass US Sonic 1 NOT FOR RESALE cart inserted, Jesus fucking Christ...

The Sega logo in katakana looks pretty hawt (via @Exciteless)...

... Yet the Sega logo in Arabic which is official, is even hawter (via boingboing.net)...

Please enjoy your daily recommended dosage of an erotic hospital-management sim (via @topherflorence)...

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NCSX makes the fidget spinner comparison, though the fidget cube seems a bit more appropriate; behold the fidget game controller...

Toy Fair recently took place, and naturally I took tons of pictures. You can find all of them on my personal Instagram, though a few are worth re-posting here. Like the latest in NECA's line of classic movie characters, as they appeared in video game adaptations...

Though in the case of their take on the Alien vs. Predator arcade game, they even included Capcom's original characters...

Unpainted, pre-production figures from Reflection's upcoming Ghost 'N Goblins line, sporting the oh-so popular Kenner-eqsue retro look...

Pint-sized arcade cabs, available this fall for $400. They’ll come unassembled, though dead simple to put together; the construction of the assembled mini cab was surprisingly sturdy, plus the screen wasn't bad (contrary to the picture that my iPhone's camera paints). Though the controls were shit; no word on whether the parts can be swapped or not...

Was delighted to not not only see Cuphead merch at Toy Fair, but more than just one instance (though this was the only time I was allowed to take a picture)...

Came across a producer of infant goods that had a selection of Super Mario baby bibs...

I asked the rep if this was their first foray into video games and the answer was "Yes." And when asked who's been mostly buying them, was told "Video game collectors, who don't even have children… it's so bizarre!!!"

Sticking with bibs, here's a set that tied to Dragon Quest (via miki800.com)...

... I asked on Twitter what they said and @alexfkraus was kind enough to provide translations, here and here.

Was so inspired by @MinusWorld listing which characters he'd like to see in the next Super Smash Bros that I decided to cite a few of my own:

- Mona from WarioWare - Nester from Nintendo Power’s Howard & Nester comics - Link from that Japanese A Link To The Past commercial - A deck of Hanafuda cards

... BTW, had no idea Ollie also mentioned a Hanafuda; I only saw his initial four, initially! Anyhow, my second round of choices:

- Ashley from Another Code - The "who are you running from?" guy in the Game Boy Camera - Lucas from The Wizard - The 4WD from Stunt Race FX (since Fighters Megamix with the Daytona USA 2 car clearly ain't ever happening)

I alas forgot to include BoxBoy, much like how I got these Uniqlo shirts when they were on sale last year (via minusworld.co.uk)...

Here we have my fave reaction on Tumblr to the Nintendo Direct with the Smash 5 reveal, if only for the punchline (via mendelpalace)...

And here we have my fave reaction on Twitter (via @redford)...

This one is also great because wrestling (via @SteveYurko)...

Speaking of wrestling, remember that time Tazz, while commentating for Smackdown, was also playing a game of Final Fantasy X-2… or so he thought? (via defjamvendetta)

"hey quick question whoever's developing the wwe games now: what the fuck"

"It helps him eat small fish"

"better question: why isn't this an option in every game ever"

"FAIR POINT" (via snoozlebee)

Whereas most publishers in Japan, during the 80s & 90s, had festivals (or carnivals) centered around shmups, Asmik's was based on women's wrestling (via oldgamemags)...

It's not for a video game, though the illustration is by someone who has been involved in a few; it's by Satoshi Yoshioka, of Snatcher and Policenauts fame (via videogamesdensetsu)...

It's not for a video game that actually exists, but is instead a completely fictional instructional manual, one that makes you wish it was real (via tomeccles)...

Just when you think you've seen every ultra, wacky & obscure video game box art there is to see out there (via @CoolBoxArt)...

I have a serious soft sport for the usage of video game imagery among early 80s musicians (via siryl)...

... What the final product looks like BTW/FYI...

A. so there's a VR version of Fruit Ninja, did not know that, & B. if you like watching people play it (for whatever reason), yet wish you could actually see a person swinging a sword and not just some abstract swiping motions… here ya go (via prostheticknowledge)...

Playing games in VR is so 2017… Handling your collection of games in VR? Now THAT is very 2018 (via mendelpalace)...

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Lots of friends are playing the new DBZ fighting game, though I'll give it a shot once it hits the arcades and is also in a cab like this (via @Fotosdecomics)...

I absolutely need to get my hands on this S.H. Figuarts Shinya Arino (via tinycartridge)...

Available right now, some Altered Beast, Bare Knuckles, and Rent-a-Hero resin kits (via miki800.com)...

Cursed? More like blessed amirite (via @Pretzel_Pup)...

I know Yoji Shinkawa is best buds with Hideo Kojima, but would he be open to doing another gig at Konami? Cuz him art directing a reboot of Twin Bee would kinda be the best (via @SESKOU)...

There's money on the table with this Metroid X Pepsi mash-up, am confident of this (via ryangilleece)...

Cuz even someone like Samus Aran needs a good stretch every once in a while (via jon-bliss)...

And this third piece of Metroid fan art in a row is very much related to Metroid 3, aka Super Metroid (even though it technically depicts the ending to Metroid 2; via mmillus)...

Awakening indeed (via brookietf)...

For those who have asked, yes, I have seen the hack that connects the Switch to an itty-bitty black & white TV...

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Though I'm only really interested in tiny b&w CRT TVs if I can play Duck Hunt on them (via arcade-crusade)...

I not only dig teeny-tiny displays for light gun games, but also for driving games as well (perhaps some of you might remember the following from this)...

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Back to tube displays; seeing Zelda on a CRT also reminded me of how Dark Souls look on a CRT, aka CRT Souls or 480i Souls (which again I'm hoping regular readers of the blog remember, especially since the original post has fallen victim to a Tumblr bug)...

"while playing king's field just now i died in the magic cave of fire and when i warped back there were beautiful graphical glitches everywhere" (via mendelpalace)...

Some landscapes, filled with beauty and mystery and terror, are accidental (see: the graphical glitches from before)… whereas others are completely deliberate, as in the case of Atlantia (via obscurevideogames)...

Once again, I REALLY need to figure out a way to play some PC88 games (via obscurevideogames)...

Here we have a semi-common Space Invaders sighting for the time, in an episode of Battle Fever J, one of the earliest Super Sentai shows (via himitsusentaiblog)...

And here we have a rare Game Gear sighting, in old OVA anime, Starship Girl Yamamoto Yohko. Hell, it’s a rare Game Gear in anything sighting; the only other example that comes to mind is Rumble In The Bronx (via @TheOtaking)...

And an equally rare Sonic on the runway sighting (via kotaku.com)...

I normally watch a video in its entirety before making a recommendation. Yet when it came to this overview of Last Bronx's legacy in Japan (and lack thereof in the West), hearing the main theme to Beat Takeshi's Violent Cop near the 3 min mark was all I needed (have since watched the whole thing, and as expected, it's another awesome Kim Justice production)...

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And finally, a friend notes: "subzero's right arm is real close to trump's spinal column

just sayin" (via @jbillinson)...

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dracoangelicawritesfanfiction · 6 years

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I thought about putting all the numbers in, but I figured that'd be way too much of a dick move, so... 5, 7, 10

What part was hardest to write?Oh lord. Um. Every part is the hardest part. XDNo but seriously the later arcs of Cloudburst are currently the most teeth pulling. In the earlier chapters there was a lot of energy that pushed things forward. Like, I just KNEW what I was doing. And the. Right when Sebastian rejects William initially...the tension, to me at least, felt like it was saggy. Yet just pushing on through and I found more areas to dig into. With writing, you can’t always rely on the inspiration. Some days you have to dig in and write even if you don’t feel like it because that’s how the manuscript gets done. And then once you’ve put something down, you can go back and cut or tweak or do what you need. There are some days where it reads really clean on the second pass and others where it’s just a whole lot of screaming while typing. Chapter 17 went through a lot of re-writes. I just skimmed my drafts and realized I’d had a whole section that I cut because it wasn’t working. And gosh? I still question if the magic plot was the right way to take this story in the first place. XD if I had to do it ALL over again? I’d cut the magic and Joja plots and just have focused on the relationship drama. But. Y’all. It’s a Stardew Valley fic. I wanted the SDV feel in the story and the magic plot is one of my favorite game mechanics. So. No regrets okay. Where did the title come from?In weather you get these sort of rainstorms that are ultra violent called ‘Cloudbursts’. But what cool about them is there isn’t any lightening or thunder usually associated with them. They come down in a very concentrated spot and they last only an hour or so. Sometimes less than an hour. It’s like the sky unzips. And just. Dumps all the rain out at once. Then when they pass you see that sort of beautiful post-rain sun break through? And everything is cleaner and brighter after the initial rush. William is like that. He’s a rush of energy and noise and can be a little scary. But I feel like he leaves a place better than he found it. (He doesn’t agree. He thinks he’s a disaster of a human being who destroys all he touches and leaves shrapnel in his wake but as he has terrible self esteem we don’t listen to his depressed and angry ass okay.)So that’s the inspiration of the name. Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?My first brush with the SDV fic comm was when I found @ginger-delight-write’s Farmer/Shane fic Stars. Well. I hadn’t considered like, how deeply someone could world build for this lil’ farming sim. Then I ran across thespectorofthor’s Wind story and was like Hawt Damn, there be some killer smut potential in the SDV comm. so I thought, okay, I’ve seen Alex, Elliott, and Shane all explored but all the Seb fics seemed to be Seb/Sam stories. I wanted to be different than that. So I started trying to come up with a ‘Bear’ type gay character. There aren’t a lot of those that I’ve encountered in fandom but I know a lot of gay guys like that in real life you know? So. Then I started doing image searches. I wanted to get the alternative look going so I started a model search and who do I stumble upon but Josh Mario John. Well, he was hot. So I put his picture up on one of my monitors and just started free writing. Trying to tap into what he would think about. Then the idea of setting the story outside of the farm came to me. Like, how an Emo think like Seb and a Heavy Metal Bear Like Will night meet. I like contrasts. I knew Seb had anxiety so I wanted to create a character who might handle anxiety well. But guys. That’s when William started to speak. And he was like, “I have confidence because I’ve been through hell and came back out of the other side.” And like. God. I started to fall in love with him a bit? And then Seb is sitting on my shoulder as we’re getting to know Will and he keeps whispering “is this guy for real?” N I’m like “dude, as real a you are, okay.”So. Long answer but that’s the background behind it. Originally I didn’t set out to write a SDV story. I wanted to make a writing exercise and then the characters just. Took over. And here we are. Months later. Wondering how we got here. XD

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Why Ryan Ross is SUN and Brendon Urie is the MOON ™ Masterpost

Okay, so SOME people seem to have this idea that RYAN is the MOON and BRENDON IS THE SUN?????

This post is mostly for @howrydenprobablybrokeup . I have stood by this theory for years. My goal in life is to educate the masses, and to prove to everyone, that Ryan Ross is a shining ray of light and brendon urie is a beautiful moon. After some encouragement from mutuals including mostly @heymoonrydenwasreal l (as well as @chaotic-lilac-skies , @rainbowryro , @anthropormorphiccarrot and @goldenbrendonurie) I feel extremely compelled to compile my evidence into one really really fucking long post, that you will all be reading for days. Sorry. (also I apologize to @percussion-n-stuff because he doesn’t even like ryden, but he still follows me even though I flood his dash with it all day)

The important thing to pay attention to is who wrote the song and who they’re referring to. For example, if Ryan wrote a song and said “ You are as beautiful as the moon is on a summer night” (i made that up) then that would point to Brendon being the moon, but if he wrote a lyric “I understand that as the sun, I can’t shine forever” (also made up) that would point to Ryan being the sun. This would obviously be reversed if The song is written by Brendon. These are all just theories, but that’s how I plan on framing most of this evidence.

Pretty. Odd (aka the gay weed bible)

There are a LOT of references to the sun and moon in this album as you likely know, but the majority of it points to Ryan being the sun and Brendon being the moon.

Nine in the Afternoon

This song is mostly about Drugs and being happy writing songs again overall. The only line that is remotely sun and moon theory Ryden in this song is the chorus.

“Cause it’s nine in the afternoon,

your eyes are the size of the moon”

This line is implying both beauty and dilation. So even though that thought is weak, I feel like it works for this.

She’s a Handsome Woman

Again there isn’t a lot of sun and moon theory evidence in this song at all. While this isn’t very sun and moon theory, I feel like it should be mentioned and does have a very weak bit of evidence in it. The only thing I could think of was this:

“Jealous orchard,

The sky is falling off the ceiling

While I’m tucking fibs into a cookie Jar”

So, “Jealous orchard” is about how one of them is jealous (Brendon probably bc Ryan was with Keltie at this point I believe)

“The sky is falling off the ceiling” means that the sky (i.e. sun and moon) is going to be used for a different purpose. Seeing as this is one of the first tracks on the album, it could be warning fans about all of the metaphors and allusions to sun and moon that will be in the album.

“While I’m tucking fibs into a cookie Jar” also about Jealousy.

Do You know What I’m seeing?

Very little sun and moon theory evidence. Though a lot of the song is about the sky, weather etc. which goes with sun and moon there isn’t much supporting either side of the argument. I’m still going to talk about one repeated verse though.

“I know it’s mad, but If I go to hell

will you come with me or just leave?

I know it’s mad, but if the world were ending

Would you kiss me or just leave me?

Just leave me?”

This is ryan asking brendon if he’s committed to the relationship

“If I go to hell” contributes to “Ryan is the sun” idea. The sun is hot, hell is hot etc.

I Have Friends in Holy Spaces (Written by Brendon)

The first substantial sun and moon evidence and very solid at that. I have to set this up a little so that the actual evidence will make the most sense. This song is pretty clearly about the singer/ writer (Brendon) talking to/about a new love (Ryan)

“You remind me of a few of my famous friends

Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends”

I mean...it’s pretty obvious. (*cough* friends with benefits *cough*)

“Take a chance take your shoes off, dance in the rain

And I was flashing around the news spread all over town

I’m not complaining that it’s raining, I’m just saying

that I like it a lot”

People shipping ryden

“The rain” represents people sort of being on their case about Ryden, abd Brendon is saying “I don’t really care, you shouldn’t either, just dance in the rain”

“If the sun would come out and

sing with me”

Brendon not only wrote, but also sings this song. The next song is Northern Downpour in which ryan sings a lot

Brendon is asking ryan to sing with him so he does!

Sorry, I’m not crying, I just go something in my eye

Northern Downpour (By George Ryan Ross III)

How do I even set this one up??? I apologize if I get so many tears on the screen that my computer breaks and I have to stop this post. Again sorry.

There actually isn’t a shit ton of sun/moon theory here ( ots of seattle lore though if you want to know about that go here)

“Hey moon please forget to fall down

“Hey moon don’t you go down”

Tensions were high in the band when this song was written

“Hey brendon don’t leave me”

“I care a lot about you Brendon”

When the Day Met the Night aka the song that inspired sun/moon theory (Written by Ryan)

WOWZA there is soooo much to talk about in this song. Let’s just get into it.

“When the moon found the sun

All was golden in the sky”

When Brendon and Ryan met, all was good.

“When the sun found the moon

She was drinking tea in her garden”

When Ryan (the sun) met Brendon (the moon) he was chill. Just drinking his tea. C A S U A L

“When the moon found the sun,

he looked like he was barely hanging on

But her eyes saved his life”

When brendon (the moon) met ryan (the sun) he was having a hard tim, but Brendon’s love/looks (“her eyes”) helped him get through it

Brendon saved Ryan

i’m not crying, you are.

“So he said ‘would it be all right

If we just sat and talked for a little while

If in exchange for your time

I gave you this smile?”

Ryan asked Brendon to go out?? With him/be with him for a little while

In return Ryan would be happy (aka “the smile” have you seen that boys smile of course Brendon agreed)

“So she said ‘That’s OK

As long as you can make me a promise

Not to break my little heart,

Or leave me all alone in the summer’

Brendon basically told Ryan, “I’ll be with/date you if you promise to not break my heart” and so yeah

I’m crying because Of what happened after this song. AGH

I’m sorry guys

“Well he was just hanging around

and then he fell in love

And he didn’t know how

But he couldn’t get out”

Ryan was just doing his thing

And then he met Brendon and was like “wtf, this d00d is hawt af”

And he was kinda caught off guard

Overall, the song talks more about the sun and how the sun is feeling than the moon, which points to the fact that Ryan is the sun. Ryan wouldn’t be able to write from Brendon’s point of view. gUYS RYAN IS THE SUN!!!???

She Had the World

You can’t really follow up When The Day Met the Night with anything, because no song will have that much good old evidence as that song, but I can still try.

“Because when I look in her eyes

I just see the sky

When I look in her eyes

Well I, just see the sky”

Written by ryan

Very @brendon

The moon is in the sky

(yes I’m aware this could also work for Brendon being the sun)

And that’s all for Pretty. Odd Folks. Remember to always smoke weed with your lovers, reinvent love and if you’re going then to go go gooo.

Vices and Virtues Main tracks (aka, I’m bitter af Ryan why’d you hurt meh lik tis?!!?!??)

Wow this album is salty AF. oh boi. You can just taste the bitter in brendon’s voice. Obviously all of this is written by brendon so that

The Ballad of Mona Lisa

“Say what you mean

Tell me I’m right

Let the sun rain down on me”

Brendon is saying “stop lying

You know that i’m the one that’s right in this situation

Let Ryan (the sun) come back

Memories

“When July became december

their affection fought the cold

And they couldn’t quite remember

what inspired them to go”

“When July became December” when it became winter. The sun often doesn’t come out as much or in some places goes away entirely during winter. Ryan (the sun) left the band.

“Their affection fought the cold” supports this

“They” is both Ryan and Brendon, but especially brendon seeing as he wrote the song

Trade Mistakes

“May I never sleep tonight as long

As you’re still burning bright

If I could trade mistakes for sheep

Count me away before you sleep”

I won’t be able to rest as long as you’re still in my mind

What burns bright? The sUN

I made a lot of mistakes, and I won’t be able to sleep until I get them off my chest.

“Burning Bright” could be refering to success or being angry/upset/having unfinished business with brendon

Could this one be more obvious??

Always

This one could go either way, but I’m still gonna talk about it because I feel like It works better for brendon-is-the-moon-theory.

“I’m the light blinking at the end of the road

Blink back to let me know

(it was always you)”

The moon is a light in the dark

A light at the end of the tunnel if you will

He’s saying he’ll get back together if that’s what Ryan wants

Brendon was so not subtle with this album oh my god. This song is literally about a failed romance. This whole album is about a failed romance boi.

The Calendar

This song is confirmed to be about the split, and oh boy, is it ryden. Ryden af. Oh my god.

“Summer’s on its death bed”

Pretty. Odd era is over

Sun has gone away

“At night your body is a symphony

“And I’m conducting”

Night -- the moon

Obviously referring to sex

yeah

Sarah Smiles

Now you might be reading this, and thinking....bitch??? This is the song Brendon wrote for Sarah??? What do you mean? The thing is this song is actually very ryden and if you’re curious as to why, please send me an ask and I will make another post detailing that.

“I’m just a guy living on my own

Waitin’ for the sky to fall

Then you go and change it all, though”

I was all alone, waiting for the sky (the sun/ryan) to fall (come back to me)

Then you go and change it all (Sarah came ‘round and was like yo) and so she changed the plans

Vices and Virtues Bonus Tracks (aka the saltiest of Brendon’s discography)

Stall Me

Oh boy. This is possibly the most sun and moon theory thing oh oi.

“Why would you bring me in

If you knew what you'd become

So curse everyone and everything,

even the sun”

Do I even have to explain?

Why would ryan let him in the band if he knew he was eventually going to leave?? Fuck him (the sun)

What would brendon be referring to?

What other situation did someone let him into something and then become something else?

Why are you cursing the sun Brendon?

Because the sun is George Ryan Ross III ™

Turn Off the Lights

“Turn off the lights, turn off the lights

Turn on a show for me tonight

...

So shoot a star on the boulevard tonight

I think I’ll figure it out with a little more time

...

Turn off the lights

Turn on the charm for me tonight”

Get rid of the sun (RYAN)

“Shoot a star...tonight ” look for someone new, tonight, with out the sun.

“Turn off the lights” get rid of the sun “turn on the charm for me tonight” turn on the charm, look for someone new etc.

Bittersweet

“All that hate is gonna burn you up

It keeps me warm at night”

So he’s dissing ryan

What’s hot? The sun.

It keeps me warm at night--reference to romance

Wow, brendon you’re so subtle

That’s all for Vices and Virtues, remember that Brendon is a salty vampire and to not break his heart.

Death of a Bachelor (aka Frank sinatra is sucking my dick behind a nightclub Ryan I miss you please come back, I’m crying)

Death of a Bachelor

“Do I look lonely?

I see the shadows on my face”

Yes you look lonely brendon

You did lose weight, the weight of 5 bandmembers

The shadows on your face are from not having the sun around anymore.

yeah

Crazy=Genius

“You can set yourself on fire

But you’re never gonna burn burn burn”

@ryan

What burns?

The sun

Golden Days

“Oh, don’t you wonder when the light begins to fade?

And the clock just makes the colors turn to grey

Forever younger growing older just the same

All the memories that we make will never change”

“The light” the sun has gone away

I feel the same as I did before but now everything is different

Impossible Year

This song was written during Vices era and oh my gosh

“There’s no sunshine, this impossible year

Only black days

And sky gray

And clouds full of fear

Storms full of sorrow

That won’t disappear

Just typhoon and monsoons

...there’s no you and me

This impossible year”

No sunshine??

Who’s gone now?

There’s no you and me???

gUYS

Ryan is the sun ™ confirmed

Wow

Brendon

Tone it the fuck down

Subtle much?

The end of Death of a Bachelor, (Ryan pls come back)

Ryan’s Solo Album (aka, I’m sad and miss you brendon, so I’m gonna make you feel bad by making the best ™ music)

Lonely Moonlight

I am aware that his could be construed either as brendon the sun or the moon. Considering though,that it's really weird to write a song in 3rd person about how lonely you are. I feel like lonely moonlight is highkey about how they’re both lonely without each other.

“The sun went down

Over my head

Another day lost

Filled with regret”

The days when he was with brendon, when he was the sun, are over and now he feels regretful

“I wandered through the sunshine,

remembering when you were mine

Lonely moonlight, lonely moonlight

When i had a younger heart

You told me not to fear the dark”

He’s reminiscent of his days as the sun, with the moon

They’re both lonely now (especially brendon bc he doesn’t

When I was younger ( in the band) you helped me feel less insecure about myself.

What brings light in the dark? The moon. He’s talking to Brendon.

This song could go either way, but seeing as it is just a lot of “lonely moonlight”’s repeated over and over again, I feel like it works pretty well for this side of the theory. Paired with all of the other evidence, it works better this way.

Where I belong

This can also go the other way with a stretch, but it works so much better like this.

“If you wanna see the sun

You’re gonna have to dig your way out

This war ain’t gonna fix itself”

He’s talking to brendon

He needs to make amends (“fix the war”) with ryan/ “see the sun”

“The glitter is gone

I’m done with the dark

I know I’ve been wrong”

Referencing fever era

What lights up the dark? The MOON. he could also be talking about how he’s tired of not being the sun anymore

He’s admitting he did something wrong

At Your Window

“I might have lost control

“It’s been dark since the sun came up”

I’ve felt lost since I found myself again?

He’s letting go of the old days, so he’s coming out of the dark, and doesn’t feel in the dark anymore. He’s the sun again, but in a different way

“Through the sun, I see where I come from”

He came from the sUN

???? I mean?? How do you not get it??

He’s the sUN

“At your window in the night”

What’s out in the night? The sun?

Whose window is he at? brENDON’s

Yes I know this last one is pretty stupid.

Bonus: Home Recordings (Jon Fucking Walker) (aka Fuck, I’m actually a really good solo musician, I shoulda been doing this the whole time)

Sun and Moon

“What’s the point of holding on

If the two of you just don’t belong

...

“I don’t wanna shout

I don’t need the sun and the moon

To tell me what to do”

Wow Jon, okay. You coulda been a little calm. I mean geez, does no one in this band understand subtlety? And privacy. Oh my godsh.

He’s basically making peace with the fact that the band broke up

He’s being a chill little hippie

“I don’t wanna shout” me either Jon, you unproblematic fave.

Other Important Evidence that isn’t Lyrical

Brendon used to call Ryan a Golden God

Ryan Ross is beautiful ray of SUNshine? How could he be the mOON?

The story of Sun and Moon: The sun is a constant light. It’s always bright etc. To Brendon, this is what Ryan was. A constant Ray of light and happiness. (I mean Ryan is that for me too, so I don’t blame Brendon.) On the other hand, when the sun and moon thing began, Ryan was in a difficult time. His dad had just died/was dying, and he was in the middle of tour. You can imagine how hard that is for someone. For Ryan, Brendon was like a light in the dark...you know like the moon is? Yeah.

Ryan also wrote a lot of the music for the band, (produced the light) and Brendon sang it for him (reflected the light) which is how the sun and moon are.

In conclusion, whether you agree with me or not I’m right. (Just kidding, if you disagree feel free to message me, or send an ask or reblog. I don’t really care either way) Ryan is the sun, Brendon is the moon and those are my final thoughts.

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Love Waves – EP 3 – Bang My Line

Click here to read Love Waves - Introduction

“Bang My Line when you need me. -E xx.”

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/user/ericajones10/playlist/5XIj8jyU4qNzlMDc7qhRTY

Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/playlist/love-waves-ep-3-bang-my-line/idpl.u-4Jomj79TjBX3Rv

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLwEZgDEorNRQnfRSK0IEgEeHKC8aF9r6w

1. Mac Miller – Missed Calls

2. blackbear – Paragraphs

3. Aly & AJ – Take Me

4. Party Favor & NJOMZA – Caskets (feat. FKi 1st)

5. Xuitcasecity – Bout You

6. Toro y Moi – Girl Like You

7. Lorde – 400 Lux

8. SZA – The Weekend

9. G-Eazy – These Things Happen

10. Drake & Future – Diamonds Dancing

11. Marty Grimes – Wishin’

12. Mila J – Transform U

13. Jeremih – Worthy (feat. Jhene Aiko)

14. KYLE – Remember Me? (feat. Chance the Rapper)

15. ELHAE – Bang Your Line (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

16. Arizona Zervas – Don’t Hit My Line

17. Prince Fox - Just Call (feat. Bella Thorne)

18. H.E.R. – Losing

19. Paramore – Interlude: Moving On

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This playlist is one that I sometimes listen to while I’m in the gym. Please know that this week’s intention was to be a little uplifting of your mood and to maybe make you dance some. Stories are still told, but I feel like with most of the actual music it makes you feel like there is hope for a happiness that currently doesn’t exist where you are. The music itself is kind of a distraction. The flow is intended to make you feel happy for a while and then bring you right back to where your sadness is lying. Why? Messed up, right? Because that’s the inconsistency I think a lot of us feel sometimes. For me especially I can be feeling like I’m on Cloud 9 and all it takes is a couple things, a text, or something so small to just knock me right back into my sad zone because my head sucks and likes to do that. I always bounce back, but I never fully ride happy ALL the time. I don’t know of many people who do. I know of people who are able to hide their crazy better than me, but we all feel sad sometimes. My advice is just to fight your hardest to feel at peace.

If you want hella feels listen to EP 1. That is still my favorite episode. EP 5 is also one of my favorites, but you’ll just have to wait for it! Below are a few tidbits about some of the songs in this week’s playlist. Other than that the songs and their stories say enough.

My older brother is the person who got me into Mac Miller. This was back in the day when Camelbackmusic.com was a thing. That was my first exposure to hip-hop and rap. Mac’s Blue Slide Park is by far my favorite album of his. I can rap that whole thing. It’s a really good windows down album. In the old 93’ Grand Prix all of my siblings and I have driven, this was always the CD in it. Missed Calls is my favorite Mac song.

Click here to watch the official music video for Missed Calls by Mac Miller

I like blackbear. I like his song Paragraphs. I like that this song fits the playlist theme and flows well with its surrounding tracks. That’s all for this description folks.

Take Me is the newest song Aly & AJ have released. I know what you’re thinking, “Seriously, are you kidding me with this song?” To that I say, “Just give the song a listen.” There are some great 80s pop synths in this song.

NJOMZA will be huge very soon. I’m calling it. Her latest song released is called Caskets. The actual words themselves are kind of inspirational, and the music is very dance-like. I like dancing. :)

Click here to watch the official music video for Caskets by Party Favor & NJOMZA (feat. FKi 1st)

So, I have no idea how to pronounce Xuitcasecity, but I first found their song Bout You when it was still a single and it became part of my comp playlist S3nD Nud3s 3.0. Recently, I found out that the duo has released an album/EP titled INDXGO that has a bunch of great songs on it.

Toro y Moi is just an artist I accidentally stumbled upon while listening to re releases one day. The album Boo Boo has several decent songs towards the end that you may enjoy just as I do.

SZA, I love you.

Ay sometimes, These Things Happen. Deal with it.

Click here to watch the official music video for These Things Happen by G-Eazy

Diamonds Dancing makes me feel like I’m in a fancy club dressed up, looking hawt, and dancing around, doing my own thang.

Wishin’ has been my favorite Marty Grimes song for that past four-ish weeks so I had to put it in a playlist. Marty just released a music video for this song too!

Click here to watch the official music video for Wishin’ by Marty Grimes

If I recall correctly, Remember Me? by KYLE is a song that my friend Maxi showed me late one night while we were distracted from doing homework in Hammond Hall. Lately, I’ve been listening to Smyle, which is the album the song comes from. The song talks about his father and then a female.

My favorite lyrics are “I remember when I used to laugh out loud / Nowadays I only LOL / Through text cause I don’t wanna talk / Don’t touch me I want feel / Rewrote this verse a couple times / First time I kept it way too real.

Click here to watch an unofficial music video of Remember Me? by KYLE (feat. Chance the Rapper)

I don’t know if you’ve ever heard of ELHAE, but I highly highly recommend you listen to both of his albums titled All Have Fallen and AURA II.

Arizona Zervas is an artist another person told me about. I think the first song I listened to by that artist was Cold. Don’t Hit My Line suites this playlist best though.

I was instantly was obsessed with Just Call by Prince Fox feat. Bella Thorne when I heard it on release night. The music video is really interesting too.

Click here to watch the official music video for Just Call by Prince Fox feat. Bella Thorne

H.E.R. is an artist who I think will be huge one day. She’s released two EPs that I know of, and I prefer H.E.R., Vol. 1 much more than her second one. I seriously wish there was a music video for this song, but there isn’t. In my head, I see a lot of rain, headlights, city lights, and girl sitting in her NYC apartment while looking out the window at a great view, and cuts to past scenes of when her and her lover were actually happy. (This is just a brief description of what my head sees when certain music plays.)

Interlude: Moving On by Paramore was placed at the end of this playlist because you can either keep listening to the playlist over and over and it does act as a brief, “I’m moving on from you,” before the music goes right back to the ups and downs of a dysfunctional love, or you can do what the song says and just move on.

Thank you for your time and energy if you’ve scrolled this far, listened to the playlist, or read any of my mumbo jumbo. I appreciate you.

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Orrr you can just comment on this or just get a hold of me some other way k bye. <3

Love,

-E xx.

#comp playlist #lovewavesxx

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Okay this one can be used earlier in the story (soon maybe?): “I’ve been waiting to get to know you from the moment I first saw you.” - more Rowaelin fireman au please ❤️

Think of this as the fluffy epilogue. *Excessive amounts of notes at the end*

Masterlist

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Rowan woke up to an empty bed, and for a moment he thought last night might have been a dream. Then he realised whose bed he was in and saw a note neatly folded on Aelin’s pillow.

I’ve gone for a run. I expect you to be gone by the time I get back. I’ve got a hot date to get ready for.

Rowan smiled and got out of bed, the smile was from knowing he was her hot date.

On the kitchen bench there was a pen and Rowan used the blank side of Aelin’s note to write his own. Then he gathered the lights he’d brought over the night before and locked Aelin’s door behind him as he left.

~~~~~

Even though it was Sunday morning Aelin had woken up fairly early. Rowan had looked so peaceful as he slept beside her so she’d snuck out of the bedroom, grabbing her running clothes as she did. Before she left she’d dropped a note on her pillow, taken on last lingering look at the beautiful man in her bed, and left.

Before Aelin set off she called Lysandra, then started at her warm up pace. It almost rung out before Lysandra answered and she clearly wasn’t happy about it.

“You better be dying,” Lysandra said hoarsely.

“I’m not dying. But you just might when I tell you what happened last night,” Aelin said and then told Lysandra exactly what had happened between her and Rowan.

Lysandra was squealing by the end. “Finally!”

Aelin just laughed, “So what do I wear?”

Lysandra went through various outfits, Aelin giving a few one word answers as she picked up her pace. It took a while but they finally agreed on what would be the perfect outfit for her lunch date.

“Good luck,” Lysandra sang into the phone as she hung up.

Aelin had decided that she’d gone far enough and started home. She was only slightly out of breath by the time she unlocked her door. The bag of lights were gone from the coffee table so Aelin assumed that Rowan was gone, but she checked her bed anyway to be sure. On her way to the shower she saw a slip of paper on the kitchen counter.

Kingsflame Cafe 1130. I’ll see you there.

Aelin grinned. She thought they’d go from here, together. But she approved of this idea. Aelin did like to make a good entrance.

~~~~~

Rowan was nervous, even though he had absolutely no reason to be. After that kiss last night there was no doubt left whether or not their feelings were mutual. Aelin had been the one to ask him to stay but Rowan had been the one to start the kiss.

He’d told Aelin to meet him here because he wanted to get her flowers from the florist two doors down. If they had arrived together the whole buying process would have been awkward. Instead he’d arrived at the cafe 10 minutes early, went to the florist and picked out a small bouquet of flowers that he thought would look nice on her coffee table and come back to the cafe to get a table.

Then he waited, 5 minutes, 10. He got nervous when it approach 15 but then the door opened and there she was. Aelin breezed in, confident and beautiful, wearing a blue floral dress that wrapped around her and to float about her knees as she moved. Her hair was swept away from her face but was mostly left out as it tumbled over her shoulders. Aelin looked around for him and when she spotted him her blush pink painted lips spread into a smile.

Rowan stood without thinking and Aelin walked right up to him placed a hand on his chest and kissed him, so softly it was barely a whisper of a kiss. Rowan’s hand had gone to Aelin’s waist and she smiled at him as she pulled away.

“Again?” Rowan asked, his hand squeezing her waist.

Aelin only took a step back. “Make this a good date and you’ll get the rest.”

Rowan’s hand tightened on her waist, Aelin only smiled innocently up at him. He let go and picked up the flowers from the table.

“For you.”

Aelin looked genuinely surprised as she took the small bouquet from him, a delighted surprise.

“Thank you,” she said and sat down.

Rowan sat as well and watched as Aelin moved aside the salt and pepper to make room for the flowers. They looked over the menus and the waiter came over and took their order, then they were left to themselves to wait for their food.

“So,” Rowan said.

“So,” Aelin copied, leaning her elbows on the table.

“How was your run this morning?” Rowan asked, leaning forward as well.

“Refreshing, I love the smell of the air after rain,” Aelin said.

“Petrichor.”

“What?” Aelin said tilting her head a little.

“That’s was its called, the smell after rain,” Rowan explained.

“Is that right?” Aelin said.

Rowan chuckled, “Yes.”

“I never picked you as a man for fancy words,” Aelin said.

“What did you pick me as then?” Rowan asked.

“Very boring. Probably would only ever read biographies, but the ones about to dullest men imaginable, the blandest beige food palette, no sense of humour at all,” Aelin listed off.

Rowan lent back in his chair. “When did you decide all this?”

Aelin sighed. “I’m not sure exactly. Maybe it was when you refused to smile at me all those times we passed on the stairs.”

“Well maybe it you hadn’t thrown obnoxiously loud parties every other weekend when you first moved in I would have been more willing to smile,” Rowan countered.

“It was summer holidays and a lot of my friends are teachers, it’s what we do,” Aelin said in her defence. “What about me? What did you pick me as?”

“You?” Well,” Rowan leaned forward and took Aelin’s hand, “I’ve been waiting to get to know you from the moment I first saw you.”

It wasn’t a lie. The day she moved in he’d come home and there she was carrying a box and struggling to open her door, he had helped her and she had given him a dazzling in smile in thanks.

Aelin’s flushed, an adorable blush on her cheeks. “Why didn’t make your move earlier then?”

“You opened that depraved mouth of yours and I changed my mind.”

Aelin tipped her head back and laughed, her golden hair falling down her back. “What?”

“I accidentally parked you in just after you moved in,” Rowan said. “You went off.”

Aelin’s brows furrowed for a moment and then she smiled as she obviously remembered.

“You don’t accidentally park someone in,” Aelin said.

“I just had to run upstairs and someone else was in my spot, one of your friends I recall,” Rowan said. “Your main excuse for ranting at me was that your pizza was getting cold.”

“I was on my way to pick it up and was running late,” Aelin said with a shrug as if that excused her behaviour of yelling at him.

Rowan let out an disbelieving laugh “You are…”

“I’m what?” Aelin leaned forward again and tightened her grip on his hand.

“I’m just glad I broke down your door so that I could get to know you better,” Rowan said softly.

Aelin bit her bottom lip and she smiled at him.

“I think,” Rowan said as he lent over the table, Aelin instinctively lent in too.

“Yes?” She whispered.

“I think I see something I like.”

Rowan closed the distance between them and he could feel Aelin’s smile on his lips as he kissed her. Then there was someone clearing their throat beside them and Rowan reluctantly pulled away. The waiter stood there with there food and quickly put it down and walked away.

Rowan saw the blush on Aelin’s cheeks, and knew his own were flushed as well. But he didn’t care. Finally he let go of her hand and picked up his cutlery.

“Alright Fireman Whitethorn, do your worst. Get to know me better.”

While they ate Rowan asked Aelin any and every question that came to his mind, and she did the same for him. They laughed and smiled at each other, caught in the thrill of getting to know someone new. A while after they had finished eating Aelin and beckoned him closer and given him a long lingering kiss. Rowan go the message and paid the bill. Aelin was waiting at the door, her small bouquet in one hand but she link her other hand with his while they started their walk back to their apartment building.

Rowan couldn’t wait that long to kiss her again though, and stopped suddenly. When Aelin turned to ask him what he was doing he didn’t give her a chance to ask before his lips were on hers. Someone muttered an ‘excuse me’ and it was then Rowan realised they’d stopped right in the middle of the footpath.

Rowan scowled. “I swear if we get interrupted on more time...”

Aelin just laughed as she led them on. “Come on. I’ve got and fancy new lock on my apartment door thanks to some bubbling idiot.”

Rowan smiled as she tugged on his hand. Breaking down Aelin’s door was to best mistake he would ever make in his entire life.

~~~~~

Well. That’s it. I did it. I finished a fic. Wow, what a ride.

I want to thank everyone who liked, reblogged and commented on any of the chapters. Especially the comments. I seriously would have given up so long ago if it wasn’t for your reactions and support. It’s been fun. I just want to say I’m sorry that I couldn’t reply to each and every comment, life is busy. But I want you to know that I read every single one of them.

Thank you to everyone who sent in prompts to keep this fic going. It literally wouldn’t wouldn’t have happened without you.

Lastly big thanks to Alex @tangledraysofsunshine. You’ve had my back during this. You’re the best.

OH AND HERE’S THE BIG ANNOUNCEMENT! The slowburn might be over but I am 100% not closing the door on this AU. I’m still open to prompts for it, basically forever. The future drabbles wont be written chronologically but I’ll try to put them in some kind of order on the masterlist. I’ve already got a Christmas special lined up.

I just want to say thank you again. I love you all.

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