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blingblong55 · 10 months

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It would've been sweet- Alejandro Vargas

In which you and him were in a relationship and he leaves you for his ex, Valeria Garza.

F!Reader, angst, cheating

A/N: voted 2/3 to be next...so here ya go :)

7 years and 3 months, thats how long it this love lasted. Three years ago, Alejandro had found out his ex, Valeria Garza was the one who was running the Las Almas cartel, she was El Sin Nombre. And every night, he'd come home, cursing her, telling you how much he hated that woman. And then he'd tell you how much he loved you. How happy he was you weren't like her.

You met him 9 years ago, told him you weren't ready for a relationship. And he waited, sat with you patiently as the day where he could have you would soon arrive. At nights, he'd go to your place, sneaking past your guard dog like he was some teenager in love. Throw rocks at your window and then stand there, snacks in hand, "let me in, please." the door would later unlock. The neighbours complained about him. He would serenade you once a month, brought Rudy along to hold a speaker whilst he sang along to the lyrics. You would laugh a little as you watched him over do his words.

The night you let him take you on a date was pure bliss. He knew you finally caved in, rest assure he would let this date last for years to come. He always asked you out on dates, but you always said no. "Porfavor, just once." You looked at him, "...fine," a small smile on you. Truth be told, you wanted him all along, but wanted to see how far he took it and it was proved he was willing to stay even if you didn't want him around. As that first date came to and end, it was clear he wanted to ask for another.

You leaned in and kissed his cheek as he walked you to your doorstep, "Good night, ale, thank you for tonight." you walked inside, the bouquet of flowers in hand, Pink tulips. "Good night, chula." he says and watches you close the door. He chuckles to himself, what a night that was. As he made way back to his car, he called Rudy, "She kissed my cheek! Thank you for the advice, hermano." A victorious night that was.

"Can I be your boyfriend? Can I have that privilege?" A smiled creeped up on you, your arms around him, "yes!.." It was the question you so long waited for since that first date.

7 years and 2 months later from that first month as an actual couple and now you stand there, empty handed as he walks with Valeria in hand.

1 year ago, that is when the beginning of his love affair and the beginning of the downfall of you two started. He saw Valeria, she was alone, was only there to confront her and arrest her. But then she called him by the old nickname. From then on, he would have more 'missions' to go on. Rudy didn't even known of such affair, which only made things more dangerous and fun for them both.

"Hey, I just wanted to let you know I left dinner in the oven, just in case you come home late. Love you!" you left a voicemail just like every single night when he was gone. And like always he didn't respond. "I know you are probably busy, so I just wanted to wish you the best of luck! Be safe out there, love you!"

The thought of him cheating never came across your mind, you felt so secure in the relationship and you knew he wanted you from the very beginning, the way he kissed you over and over when he was home. It was as if he hadn't just left her bed and arms.

The day you walked in on him and her in your shared bedroom, all those clues hit you harder. "Ale?" your voice hinting at the pain this view brought, "r/n, ...mi amor..." his eyes widened. You were supposed to be on a trip with your friends, not to come back for another day. You walked out, ran to your car and drove away, the ring he was supposed to give you burning in the pocket of his trousers that were laid on the ground.

"Now that she is out of the picture," Valeria kissed his shoulder but he moved away. "It's best if you leave." His past actions now bringing in the regret he would sure live with for the rest of his days. The rest of the night you drove, only pulled over to let the pain set in. Alejandro didn't know where you were, sent los vaqueros to look for you, but you were nowhere to be seen. This only made him worry more.

After Valeria left what was once a home, he sat on the bed. Phone on hand as he listened to the voicemails you left while he indulged in his sins. "Hi! Just wanted you to know I miss you and that I hope you are safe wherever you are!" You were so oblivious to the thought of him cheating which only pained him more. He cried when he heard your voice, listened to all your voicemails.

"Heard it'll rain today, if need be I can drop off your uniform for this weather," why were you always so attentive to him? It's funny, he fell for you first but you fell harder, always blushing at the sight of him, like a little girl. All you did for him, small portions of your love for him and how did he pay you back? Cheating, breaking your heart, his promises, ruining the one thing in this world that he cared for the most, the only good thing left for him as a soldier.

One thing is for sure, he wouldn't have you. No more I love you's, cuddles during rainy season, out of nowhere kisses, those puppy eyes you made, how you mumbled in your sleep and especially no more you.

You know the greatest loves of all time are over now.

A/N: I dreamed this happened to me, I woke up crying...(i'm heavyly delulu)

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mrs-monaghan · 5 months

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there’s so much misinfo going round atm, see lots of people saying that after jk enlists with jm and does the boot camp he can apply for some special ???something and will leave separately where he is stationed or that just because jk / jm are enlisting on same day, they only will do basic training together then go to separate places ? and that they only chose the enlisting together option because it meant they could make sure they were out in time for june ?

ik it’s a bit hard to follow maybe with different sources and not real confirmation but do you know if any of it is true? my understanding was that they did the “enlisting together” scheme thing, (ie. it’s a purposeful application, they knew they were choosing this way) which meant they’ll at least be in same living quarters etc the whole time until they’re out ?

sorry for long Q! it’s ok if you dk it was just confusing D; thank you!

Hi anon. 😳 I am terrible when it comes to the serious stuff and have the attention span of a toddler when such topics arise. My mind registers them as boring and so I don't retain the in4. But my friends delved deep into this so I will gather as much as I can and do my best to explain the sitch

Let me start by correcting the biggest misinformation of them all. Thanks to fucking Mina with her fake subs and reaching conclusions, the vermin are confusing "Special Task Force" with "Special Forces"

JK said he wanted to join special forces. Well and good

But thats not what V is doing. V applied for Special Task Force which, while not easy (he said in the live its why he enlisted there, to challenge himself) its nothing compared to special forces. Special forces is HARD CORE. Its no joke. It's for those who actually want to go to war and proper fight for their country. Not for those fulfilling a mandatory duty... One they wouldn't do if they had the choice. Special forces, those people actually wanna be there. And if u know JK then u shouldn't be surprised that he would say something like this. Of course our dare devil bunny would enjoy joining something as risky as special forces.

But guess what? No one stopped him. He still could have gone there if he really wanted to. Just like in Winter package. No one told him to give up zip lining for beer tasting. He did that off his own volition since Jimin was going beer tasting. JK's happiness is where Jimin is. Period. (Suga's presence played a big part but we don't talk about Yoonmin)

(Edit: the whole thing takes almost 8 years to complete which again, is not something JK would actually do if he wanted to still stay a member of BTS. And of course satellite Jeon would again, never do it)

Jikook wanted to use the buddy system and they applied where Jin is on purpose because since the location is so risky, (front lines) not alot of people apply to serve there. So the chances of them being accepted were pretty high. I already talked a bit about that here.

Coldest and most dangerous. But before we panic, Jikook love snow so... thats good. But also;

2 things to note before we continue; 1) Tattoos are a none factor on why Jikook applied together or why JK couldn't be with V. They had 0 to do with that. And 2) All members and where they ended up it was their decision

So, here is a Korean explaining

They shall not be separated. They will train together and continue to serve together

One body. Shiet.

Nice. Even the breaks they will take together. Basically spend every minute together for those 18 months y'all.

They had to pass 3 rounds. Applying wasn't all. They had rounds to pass before getting accepted. So as we can see this was a whole ass process. They really worked hard on this to make it happen.

Apparently there is a show you can watch that explains the buddy system. Its 8 episodes, its called real man

The holding hands thing is legit 🤣🤣🤣

Jikook shouldn't have an issue then 🤭

Anon, people are in denial and the other half are trying to explain this away. If Jikook only went in together just so they could come out at the same time then they could have done what Vmon did. Apply separately at the same time.

This is one tough pill to swallow for antis. It's like the biggest fuck u Jikook could have ever done but at the same time I really don't think they factored anyone else but themselves when they made this decision.

18 months is no small amount of time so let's call a spade a spade; Jikook couldn't be apart that long. Fax 💯 JK wanted to be there for Jimin, Jimin wanted to be there for JK, of course. Them in the same place looking out for each other is all I as a fan who loves them can ask for. But at the same time, they needed this.

Anon, they will be together 24/7 for the entire duration of their time there.

Yes. Sleeping in the same quarters. It wouldn't make sense for companionship if they were separating the recruits who applied together. To be companions. Of each other.

The buddy system is there to help friends cope with this difficult mandatory thing that the government insists on doing to their young men. It's there to help them cope in any way possible. I imagine mostly mentally. So why would they train them together then separate them? ❓❓❓

It is said that you should make sure the person you apply with, is a person u get along with super well because for the next 18 months you will be together every moment of everyday. It's krazy to imagine that JK wouldn't rather do this with his actual boyfriend V, instead. Krazy. 🤯

Anygays, no need to worry my good people, Jimin and JK have got each other's back. All that's left is to wait for them and pray for them. May they always hold hands 🤭

Tihihihihihihi

#jikook military #satellite Jikook #ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #kookmin #minkook #jimin and jungkook #park jimin #jeon jungkook #jimin #jungkook #bts #jikook is real #If jikook isn't real then neither I'm I #Taekook is not real #the shade

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ultzwoozi · 8 months

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“ how could you love me..? ”

currently playing: heart like yours by willamette stone

pairings: woozi x gn!reader genre: angsty fluff ; one-shot warning(s): panic attack, slight mentions of insomnia and insecurities. reader kinda has separation anxiety word count: 0.7k authors note: something a bit angsty, i could js imagine woozi being actually good at comfort <3

summary: your boyfriend catches you in the midst of a panic attack, he comforts you and tries to find a way to help you

“ … Breathe deep, breathe clear Know that I'm here, know that I'm here Waiting Stay strong, stay gold You don't have to fear, you don't have to fear Waiting ”

breath in, breath out. thats what you were taught in situations like this. but nothings coming out. you feel like your suffocating, like the walls are closing in on you. sitting on the floor in the shared bedroom of you and your boyfriend, you try to calm yourself down. the lights are dimmed and its late at night, the neighbors were asleep. no one could hear you even if you wanted them to.

jihoon wasnt home. he hasnt been home for over 4 months, hes been on tour. hes finally coming home, but its all setting in. its hitting you harder than a truck, you missed him badly. you realize being so far away from him was a issue. you realized theres a possibility he could stop loving you on the way, theres a possibility he couldve met someone new, theres a possibility he could forget about you. you were overthinking. tears were running down your cheeks and you were hyperventilating badly.

the sleepless nights without him, the fear running through your head, thoughts starting to take up your mind, everything was making you crumble on the floor besides your bed. your ears started ringing, you couldn’t even hear the front door open.

“ … I'll see you soon, I'll see you soon ”

jihoon opened the front door with his keys and immediately could tell something was wrong. “y/n?” he called out, hoping you’d hear, but to no avail you couldn’t. he could hear the faint sobs coming from your room. even with how tired he was from all the traveling, he dropped his stuff by the door and ran over to your shared room. seeing you sitting on the floor, hyperventilating and sobbing, immediately got him worried. without another thought, he walked over and held you in his arms.

“hey hey its okay.. im here now.” he rested your head on his chest. you flinched a bit by the touch of him, not aware he was home yet, let alone in your room. after a minute, you melted into his arms, sniffling and sobbing lightly. your breathing slowly regulating as he whisper sweet nothings into your ear, making sure youre alright. he drew circles on your back, watching the rise and fall of your back.

once your breathing regulated to normal, jihoon pulled your face away from his chest and cupped your cheeks in his hands. “wanna tell me what happened?” he wiped away some tears with his thumb as he looked at you, pure worry filling his eyes.

“ … How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine? How could I live before? How could I have been so blind? You opened up my eyes You opened up my eyes Sleep sound, sleep tight ”

“i.. i don’t know its just..” you felt more hot tears begin to roll down your cheeks as the thoughts began to come back. “i started to over think.. and everything started to hit harder and.. god i missed you.” he felt a pain in his heart. he knew it could effect you being gone for so long for the first time in your relationship, but he didn’t think this could happen.

“i missed you too.. im so sorry.” he kissed your forehead and rested you back on his chest. you stayed there in a comfortable silence until your tears dried. after the soft moment, you spoke up.

“how could you love someone like me? you have so many options.. what if you meet someone beautiful when you’re out there?” that got him. that was what broke his heart. thinking in the case that you think of yourself so low. jihoon stayed silent for a moment, trying to think of the right words to say. it hurt that you doubted him. he kept drawing circles in your back as he thought.

“i like the y/n i have here. the loving, sweet, person i’ve grown to love. i don’t need anyone else. i need you. and i promise, im never gonna leave you alone again. you’re coming with me on tours from now on, i can’t leave you here like this.” with that he picked you up and carried you to your shared bed. he held you close to his chest. you snuggled up into his side and slowly found yourself resting in his arms. the tiredness from the traveling hit jihoon, and soon enough he fell asleep holding you tightly as if you were gonna disappear if he didn’t.

#lee jihoon #woozi #woozi angst #woozi fluff #woozi x y/n #woozi x reader #seventeen x y/n #seventeen x reader #svt fluff #svt angst #svt imagines #svt x reader #svt woozi #kpop #kpop fanfic

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gendrie · 29 days

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arya meeting lady stoneheart is about closure. it’s about coming full circle. its about the cycle of life and death and rebirth. it’s about family. it’s about purpose. its about mercy and justice and grief and, yes, vengeance. but i don’t think its in a “ohh arya needs to learn revenge is bad” sort of way and i seriously doubt thats the effect this meeting will have, at least from the character’s perspective.

arya already knows revenge doesn’t make her feel any better. she’s under no illusions about that. she associates the ability to kill with survival and with good reason because, for better or worse, that what it means.

Arya edged farther into the room. Joffrey's dead. She could almost see him, with his blond curls and his mean smile and his fat soft lips. Joffrey's dead! She knew it ought to make her happy, but somehow she still felt empty inside. Joffrey was dead, but if Robb was dead too, what did it matter? (Arya, ASOS)

arya is aware that joffrey dying didn’t bring robb back nor did it make her happy. she still feels empty. in her own way this is fairly similar to the comments made by catelyn and ellaria - grown women and mothers with a lot more life experience then her.

in order for arya to have a “revenge is bad” moment she would need to think it’s good to start with. she doesn’t. arya doesn’t think her actions are heroic. she actually has more self awareness on that account then most povs who run around making excuses for their actions or close their eyes to their wrongdoings.

“As I cannot be the hero, let me be the monster, and lesson them in fear in place of love.” Mercy mouthed the last lines along with him. They were better lines than hers, and apt besides. (Arya, TWOW)

she recognizes the relevancy of tyrion’s monologue in the bloody hand, literally mouthing the words about being a “monster”. arya knows that whats she’s doing is dark and dangerous. since the very beginning, arya has felt she is bad and unwanted that feeling only intensifies as the series progresses because of what she has done.

Knights were captured and ransomed all the time, and sometimes women were too. But what if Robb won't pay their price? She wasn't a famous knight, and kings were supposed to put the realm before their sisters. And her lady mother, what would she say? Would she still want her back, after all the things she'd done? Arya chewed her lip and wondered. (Arya, ASOS)

it cannot be stressed enough that arya really doesn’t think revenge and killing are good. nor has she ever prioritized it over her family. that is not why arya is at the house of black and white. arya has every reason to believe she is the last stark left and that she has no home.

A long time ago, she remembered her father saying that when the cold winds blow the lone wolf dies and the pack survives. He had it all backwards. Arya, the lone wolf, still lived, but the wolves of the pack had been taken and slain and skinned.

Winterfell is burned and fallen, Arya reminded herself. Old Nan and Maester Luwin were both dead, most like, and Sansa too. It did no good to think of them. All men must die.

There is no place here for Arya of House Stark, she was thinking. Arya's place was Winterfell, only Winterfell was gone. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. She had no pack, though. (Arya, AFFC)

"Do they frighten you, child?" asked the kindly man. "It is not too late for you to leave us. Is this truly what you want?" Arya bit her lip. She did not know what she wanted. If I leave, where will I go? (ADWD)

that could not be clearer in the text. arya’s pack has been “taken and slain” her home is “burned and fallen”. she has no one and nowhere to go. even grrm has said this:

“She’s having a very hard time letting go of those last remnants of Arya...but where else does she turn?” George R.R. Martin

arya believes she has no other options. her family is gone anyway so what is left for her? sure, she could take the kindly man’s advice and become a wife or a courtesan, but those paths are dead ends for arya of house stark. instead? she can risk the faceless men’s indoctrination in exchange for their skills; which might actually give her the power to do something.

arya’s list serves a couple functions. initially, its a way to cope with fear and self hatred.

She hated the villagers for their sheepishness, almost as much as she hated herself. (Arya, ACOK)

the only way arya can deal with the march to harrenhal - where she watched torture rape and murder day after day - is by promising herself one day she will right these wrongs. it was traumatizing for her to witness those things AND be powerless to stop it. she is filled with GUILT. in the hob&w the list does become a connection to arya’s identity. because, again, she believes it’s all that’s left to her.

but thats not true. the list is not the only thing left to her. news of the north is going to arrive in braavos sooner or later. bran is calling out to arya across thousands of leagues. her connection to nymeria doesn’t just endure but grows stronger. arya is going to return to westeros where i think her path will cross with lady stoneheart’s. the meeting of these two will close the circle. it’s only fitting arya do that. she made beric swear to reunite her with catelyn. nymeria pulled her body out of the river. beric gave her the kiss of life, ensuring that his his promise to arya would be fulfilled.

lady stoneheart isn’t catelyn, though. she had a mental breakdown at the red wedding and was dead for three days before being resurrected. her heart doesnt beat anymore.

"Lady Catelyn?" Tears filled her eyes. "They said . . . they said that you were dead." "She is," said Thoros of Myr. (Brienne, AFFC)

"She wants her son alive, or the men who killed him dead," said the big man. "She wants to feed the crows, like they did at the Red Wedding. Freys and Boltons, aye. We'll give her those, as many as she likes.” (Brienne, AFFC)

lady stoneheart is also driven by the only thing that she believes remains to her: vengeance. she turns on brienne who faithfully served catelyn even after her death. stoneheart and arya aren’t the only ones either. stoneheart has “galvanized” (as per grrm) the brotherhood down a darker path too. she hasn’t forced them. those who remain? lem, harwin, and gendry chose to do so.

but they search for arya too. in the ASOS epilogue stoneheart and the bwb are searching for arya. arya can bring out the humanity left within lady stoneheart. arya can give her a little bit of peace before she dies - regardless of how that happens. maybe even let her know bran and rickon and sansa survive. in return lady stoneheart can give arya the acceptance she needs. arya doubted that catelyn even wanted her back. arya deserves to know that she did.

that is what arya needs. not for someone to tell her “revenge is bad!!!” (she knows) but to tell her she is loved and wanted despite everything. lady stoneheart can deliver arya a new purpose too. she will entrust in arya robb’s crown - the symbol of northern sovereignty. arya can take control of the brotherhood and lead them on a different path just like she did at the stoney sept. she will always pursue justice but arya will not serve death any longer.

a meeting between arya and lady stoneheart will derail their mutual need for vengeance because in their hearts arya and catelyn value their family above all else. thats what drove catelyn in life. thats why lady stoneheart will entrust the future of their family to arya because she cannot be with them any longer. its up to arya now.

#asoiaf nonsense #in my head i am responsible for this theory lol #so you can imagine how it pains me to see the fandom get it twisted

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4beomy · 1 year

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★ small talk, big talk | c.bg

synopsis: in which you beg for your annoying seatmate to shut up for just one class. wc: 2.2k genre: fluff, drabble

You were never the one to not be able to focus in a class. There wasn’t a day where you slept during a lesson—okay maybe you’re selling yourself a bit too much— but still, the point stands, you were always focused, prepared whenever a teacher would think it was a good idea to randomly call on you. And frankly, you prided yourself on that.

Until you were doomed. Your math teacher had snapped one day and from the heat of the moment, decided to assign seats again. You groaned—finding her reaction to be an over exaggeration, but nevertheless, you pulled yourself out of your old seat and stood with the rest of your classmates waiting for your name to be called.

��Y/N. You’re here.” you looked at the desk she was pointing at and immediately, you fought the urge to audibly whine. She chose a back table, way too far from the board—way too far for you to actually be able to read whatever she writes on there. Before you could try and remind her that you asked in the beginning of the trimester to be seated in the front due to your embarrassingly poor eyesight—she calls out another name.

“Beomgyu, you’re next to her.”

You’re doomed.

“Miss, I—” you get cut off with your teachers stern voice. “Don’t test me today. Go to your seat Y/N.”

Before you could respond, she had already moved on with calling other people’s names. You just had to suck it up and walk over to your new desk—And bare your new deskmate. It wouldn’t be for too long anyway, you’d talk to her later and convince her to change your seat.

“Introduce yourselves to your new neighbors. By the time I’m done trying to open the slideshow, you should have exchanged the basics.” your teacher instructed.

When you settled your bag on the floor next to your leg, you could see from your peripheral vision that Beomgyu was looking at you. Hesitantly, you glance at him— his head was completely turned to a 90 degree angle tilt, literally staring at you.

“Hey.” he beamed when you finally noticed him, a grin so big you were sure you transformed into a winning lottery ticket for a second.

You didn’t know it was possible for your face to falter, or for the corner of your lips to fall, even when they weren’t up to begin with, but it happened. Because a realization set on you. Beomgyu, the officially certified class disturbance, was going to be sitting next to you. You were in the comfort of your previous seat, being able to roll your eyes everytime he decided to open his mouth—to either make a stupid joke or ask the most idiotic question—and now, that was gone. You were in the comfort of your previous seat, not having to have him close enough for you get a migraine, and now thats gone too.

You exhaled managing to put a weak smile on your face—one that trembled, “Hi.”

Your plan was simple. To just sit, and listen, like you’ve always done until you could go up to your teacher and ask for a seat change.

But that didn’t happen. Not the seat change, not the listening.

“You’ve been seeing just fine the past couple of weeks Y/N. All of a sudden when there’s a seat change, you can’t see?” it was a week after the seats were assigned, and you finally decided to request a seating change. It was torture to put things simply. It was like your ears only picked up Beomgyu’s sound waves and you were very, very close to pulling out your hair—officially declaring your insanity. When you saw her eyebrows raised, questioning the motive behind your request, you internally panic at the thought that she might refuse to change your seat.

“It’s not all of a sudden! I told you about it before when you asked us what seats we prefered! I swear I can’t see the board from where I am right now.”

She sighed, choosing to study you for a minute, then finally saying “Hun, Beomgyu isn’t that bad. You can live sitting with someone new, yea?”

So. That ultimately failed.

New plan. Ignoring your seatmate till the trimester ends and hoping for the best.

“You know, I totally like ice cream. But I don’t like the sweet flavored ones, you know? I mean like, the really really sweet ones. I hate cookies n' cream ice cream. But then—”

It was the daily rambles from Beomgyu, how great. Thankfully, your brain had finally learned to filter out his voice faster. But seriously, was he insane? Who was he talking to and who was listening? Because it was definitely not you.

“Y/N, what about you?”

Your thoughts come to a stop, your brain, for some reason, not filtering out his voice when he decides to call your name.

You would’ve asked what exactly he was talking about, but then, you did have some compassion left in you and you kind of didn’t want him to know that he was talking to the molecules in the air instead of you.

So, you settle for a general response. “Yeah, I totally dooont—” you narrow your eyes at the way he his eyes turned a little sad so you immediately switch it up, “I’m toootally a big fan...?”

You think you said the right thing because a contrast to his sulky face a few seconds ago, a toothy grin spreads on his face, “A big fan? Definitely not bigger than me.”

You let out an awkward chuckle, “Yeah..it’s my favorite” you say the second part quietly, not having the energy to put effort into the white lie.

The minute you hear your teacher coming in the classroom you pull out your notebook. You shoved your hand into your bag, trying to fish out a writing utensil, you get a bit frantic, confused on why you can’t find anything.

You came unprepared.

“Need a pencil?” you hear, then turn your head to the direction of your deskmate. You sighed, nodding. ”Alright, wait a second.”

You expected anything but him getting up, walking to some random student’s table.

You just wanted to run away out of embarrassment when the teacher stopped her lecture, arms crossed, tapping her foot over and over again impatient at Beomgyu’s disturbance.

He seemed tame —-and with what you could make from the small gaps of your fingers that were subtly over your face, he had a smile on. He walked towards you again, a cartoonish, accomplished smile on his face, and a pencil in his hand.

You swallowed the lump in your throat when the teacher gave you a disapproving look, for some reason, and finally continued the lesson.

“Here.” he puts the pencil conveniently on your notebook. But you side eye him, kind of annoyed that he caused such an awkward scene. “Why?” it was barely audible but he catches on, and his eyes look at you again.

“Hm? Oh—oh, it’s because Soobin’s like.. known for having really good pencils.”

“What?”

“Well not good pencils more like—”

“Mind sharing what you guys are whispering about to the class?” your teacher announced, the smile on her face showing the exact opposite of happiness. It was obvious it was directed to you guys because the whole class turns to stare, some rolling their eyes and others snickering.

Beomgyu shook his head quickly. “Sorry Miss.”

“Focus.” she warned and you both nod. When she turned to the board to write again, Beomgyu leaned sideways closer to you.

"It's more like.. Soobin wouldn't mind if you borrow and never give it back." he whispered. "And it would probably be a safer bet to like..take a pencil from him, you know?" he added.

You don't look at him, eyes glued to the board. "We should focus."

"Oh—oh, yeah." he moved away, the childish energy dimming.

You didn't say it but you did find it slightly endearing that he tried to make logic of walking across the classroom to get a pencil for you. Just slightly.

When the next day rolls around and he's talking about his favorite Taylor Swift song for the thirtieth time this month, you're oddly more focused on what he had to say. Even if his opinions were completely invalid.

"I'm telling you, Evermore is objectively the worst Taylor Swift album. Folklore was better by miles."

You narrowed your eyes at him, an unbelievable smile on your face, not believing someone could have such a bad take. Before you could start an argument with him, your teacher had slipped your graded test on your desk—no one noticed, but you did. Even when the paper was faced down, not actually being able to confirm your grade—you could hear her disappointed sigh, and it gave you the hint that you didn't do well.

"Also, the weather has been so bad these days. But even then, I'm just like...it's definitely better than sweaty armpits and bugs everywhere."

You don't focus on what he's telling you, your brain doing its best to filter out his voice as you stare blankly at the paper. You should turn it around and see what you got. It can't be that bad. Maybe not your best, but not that bad. Right?

Like ripping a bandaid, you slammed the paper around. And it dawned on you— the big, fat F.

Which did not stand for fantastic.

You could've used your deduction skills for a second and narrowed down why you did so bad— maybe because you were so busy laughing randomly whenever something that Beomgyu said pops up in your mind ...that you didn't study, maybe—maybe because whenever he would focus on the board, you could steal glances at his side profile, one that you found so genuinely beautiful— no, maybe because you haven't been focusing on your assignments lately...

No, it was Beomgyu. He successfully managed to distract you. Was he happy? Judging by the way you see him still talking, with the prettiest smile you've grown to warm up to very quickly, he is. You don't care if your irrational blaming was irrational. You don't care if you're wrong, your anger was still directed at him. Increasingly by the minute getting more and more annoyed the more you see his mouth move.

"I forgot to ask, but what's your favorite color—"

"Can you shut up?!" accidentally, your voice was way louder than you intended and immediately you're feeling regret when your eyes meet your teachers'. You apologize non verbally, showing the most apologetic face you could make but she was clearly not having it. You're doomed.

"Out. With your bags. Both of you."

Anger overrides the previous emotion, and you flare your nose, hastily carrying the shoulder straps of your bag, storming out. Beomgyu followed behind with his bag hanging on his shoulder, jogging to catch up with you.

He closed the classroom's door behind him, mirroring the way you were leaning on a wall, your leg stretched out in front of you.

"You okay?"

You shot him a glance, confused on why he would ask you that—especially when you basically just embarrassed him.

"Beomgyu—why...Why are you asking that?" your anger had basically dissipated, regret once again finding its way in the pit of your stomach remembering the way you yelled at him.

"Because I don't think you are... I just wanna hear it from you." for the first time, he doesn't look at you while talking, just held his stare at his feet.

"I mean—it was just..." you stopped because to you, it wasn't just a bad grade. It was a bad grade and you were disappointed. Extremely, to the point you had to act like a complete baby with such an outburst. "I failed the test. And then got angry for some reaso—look, I'm sorry I don't know why I yelled at you. It was just the heat of the moment and—"

You didn't notice that Beomgyu had zipped open his bag, taking something out until he offered you a long brown, paper bag.

You hesitantly accepted it, confused on what was happening.

The bag was hot, which makes you even curious so you take a peek of the inside.

Churros?

"I was gonna give it to you after class ended. Also, don't worry, it's completely fresh. My dad got it out of the oven right when I was heading to schoo—"

"How ...how did you know that I liked Churros? Like ...they're my favorite?!" you were semi scared, confused but still really, really happy at the warm cinnamon smell that made you crave shoving the churros down your throat.

Beomgyu gasps, looking at you with wide eyes. "You literally told me yesterday."

You furrowed your eyebrows—until, ah. He was talking about Churros that time? Thank god you were smart enough to read his facial expressions.

You bite your bottom lip slightly trying to hide your smile, looking down at the paper bag. He went out of his way to get you something that you said you liked.

"Thank you." you smile. And in return, he smiles too. Not the over the top grin, it was a heartwarming smile that was more than genuine. He smiled because he was genuinely happy at seeing you happy, not because he's just a person who naturally smiles all the time.

"Give me half, yeah?" he teased.

"Piss off Beomgyu."

a/n: apology drabble for the delay of nbm. u guys deserve this (non proofread) beomgyu fluff. i'm up for part 2 one day bcs i think this is still a bit platonic lol

#beomgyu fluff #beomgyu drabble #beomgyu oneshot #beomgyu x you #beomgyu x reader #txt fluff #txt oneshot #soobin fluff #soobin x reader #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun x reader #txt drabbles

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blood-injections · 8 months

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The fabulous four were dusted years ago, but they still haunt the zones. Their names are spoken in reverence, like the Witch's, but sometimes in spite too, because nobody likes heroes anymore. To most zonedwellers, at this point martyrdom is nothing but suicide, an easy way out. You can say you died for your cause all you want but at the end of the day theres four less pawns on the board and if they were still here maybe they'd be overthrowing the king instead. It's different, running to Battery City instead of from it, many still think the faulous four were insane for it. Sure, they had a reason, but many argue it wasn't good enough. You don't just trade four lives for one like that, not in war. It's bad strategy.

Whatever. In reality, most zonedwellers just don't care anymore, those legends are legends now, all thats left of them are their names, heavier in some places than others.

Like here, at the crash track, everyone knows of the Kobra Kid. His name is traded like a dietys among the racers, as if hes some god that can grant you luck in a race if you leave the right offering by the starting banner or whisper the right words under your breath. More than the rest of the fabulous four, Kobra Kid carved out a place for himself here, a trench of a legacy through zone four that everyone that races or watches them knows, the fastest 'joy to ever grace the tracks, they say, and even dead, the Kobra Kid remains such, standing tall as reigning champ in what remains, the records that no racers yet to beat.

It seems that out of respect, no one even tries. It's become a superstition, that if you try to break one of Kobra's records, it's bad luck, like shattering a mirror or walking under a ladder, they say that on your next race you'll spin out or pop a tire or break a leg for real, that you'll be luckier than usual if you don't break your neck.

Hardly anyone that hangs around the crash track anymore actually knew him, but everyone still knows his story, its whispered in the stands like gossip, killjoys discussing the kid that came along and grew up fast, watching races first, then one day showing up with his own bike he had saved up carbons for, then he made a name for himself quick, because the kid was a damn natural. He could race the track like an ospery flies, cutting through the sand with a grace unlike any other. Eventually he didn't just master the track, he became it. Older joys say you had to see him racing to believe it, the jumps he could make, the turns he could spin, the times he could set. They say that after he was ghosted with the fab four, the crash track, a place so full of life all day and night, was empty for a week.

Barren. Nobody raced, crews didn't hang out, for a week there was no life, no music. It felt more like a graveyard. Some sat in the stands and watched the tumbleweeds blow across the track, waiting for a race that never started. It was a long moment of silence, and by the end of the week, apparently candles lined the track, the whole track, one big altar to the lost racer.

Then, everyone came back, as if they had all unspokenly agreed to, and people raced again, seeing that red motorbike in the corner of their eye, keeping speed with them, they say, until a bend, then it will dissappear, and they know that if they turn to look, it will disappear too. Maybe its actually him, haunting the track, maybe its just a mirage, because he may be gone but the desert remembers, the crash track remembers. Nobody knows, but those older joys, the ones that knew Kobra, that raced with him, hardly any of them race anymore, they're fully able to, there’s just no fun in crossing the finish line and being neck to neck with a ghost.

Ao3

#umm me when. kobra kid . legacies. ough #ttlotfk #feelijg very autistic 2nitw #danger days #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #mcr danger days #kobra kid #the fabulous killjoys #corvidscrap

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chikkou · 2 months

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ok i was waiting until my laptop got here to finally tell all the bullshit thats happened in the last like. 5 months lol. cause its a lot to type

im gonna put it all under the cut so no one has to read if they dont want. its a LONG fucking story.

tl;dr:

ok so for basic background, for the last two years or so, i was living with a roommate in connecticut. the roommate was my (now former) best friend since middle school. in july of this year his behavior totally shifted, and he started picking fights with me out of nowhere, told our high school friends a bunch of straight up lies abt me to make me look like a horrible roommate & person, and just generally became a two-faced dickhead. in the end, it turned out to all be excuses to justify his decision to move out (unofficially, name was still on the lease) so that he could live with his boyfriends and not pay any bills. at the time i was really devastated by this bc i felt totally betrayed by this person i had been close to since i was 12/13, but frankly after everything else that happened i barely fucking think about it now LMAO. this is set dressing more than anything else

so anyway, i had been living alone since about august, that was the last time i saw him in person. i wasnt handling the situation well because i had spoken to my high school friend and found out the extent to which hed tried to paint me as a slovenly, horrible roommate, to the point of telling actual lies about really dumb stuff (which didnt work btw - my friends, god bless them, were more concerned about my mental health than anything and thought i was going down a depression spiral, which my former friend told them he was helping me through. they believed me right away once we finally did talk). all that is to say, i was going kind of crazy lol, and i decided to go back home in october just for a short while, to recharge my batteries and all.

i was gone for a couple of weeks, not very long. i felt MUCH better after being with my family & friends in person, as i felt pretty isolated from everyone (my hometown is in new york, i was only 2 hours away by train but scheduling times to visit was sort of a hassle, so i only did it once every couple months). my grandfather and mom dropped me off at my apartment in early november, we were very lighthearted and discussing my next steps, since my shithead friend had been behind on rent more than 5 times (i always paid my half on time) and i was facing eviction because of it. we get to my apartment, i go to open the door, and it wont open. not that its locked, it just straight up WONT open. my grandpa tried to ram the door with his shoulder, and nothing. hes a strong ass dude, and this door wouldnt budge for anything.

my mom managed to get the kitchen window open and climb in that way, and it took both her and my grandpa pulling/pushing at the same time to force the door open. i wont even dress this up: there was mold. fucking. everywhere. on the floor, on the walls, all over everything i owned. i have pictures (had to take them for insurance) and im not even going to show them because they are beyond fucking disgusting. everything i owned was soaked in water and mold, and i do literally mean EVERYTHING. it was very warm in there too, like the temperature of a swamp. i was in a haze after that. i just remember sobbing, like genuinely heartbroken sobbing, as i wandered around looking at everything that was ruined. my mom & grandpa had to go and get maintenance because i was just utterly useless, and they were equally horrified & said they'd never seen anything like it.

i managed to save some items that were irreplaceable (journals, notebooks, etc) and whatever clothes werent utterly soaked in mold. all of my cookware, my books, my laptop & desktop (i cried the hardest when i saw the desktop) - it was all ruined. we found out later that the water boiler in my apartment had a catastrophic failure while i was gone, which caused it to constantly send water back through the pipes, empty, and refill itself. my bedroom was directly above the boiler downstairs, so it got the most significant amount of damage. all told, i lost like 95% of the things i owned. it is possible that i could have saved more, but the amount of mold in that apartment made it a genuine safety hazard for me to even be in there, so i had very limited time to grab what i could. the cruelest irony of all that? my shithead ex-friend's room, which was on the other side of the hallway, was pretty much untouched. he lost absolutely nothing lol.

so immediately, i had to leave the state. i moved back to ny with my family. my mother - who had a stroke last year following a diagnosis of an exceedingly rare neurological disorder, AND had two separate brain surgeries to improve her quality of life - was in the process of getting evicted. the landlord didnt give a fuck about any of my moms situation, not her being disabled, not her being widowed, not her having 3 kids under the age of 18 to care for - he just wanted her out so he could increase the cost of rent on our house. at the same time as all this was going on, i got saddled with a $600 electric bill (likely caused by the water heater's malfunction), which neither insurance nor the apartment would pay, so it came out of my pocket. in addition, i found out in december that i was also getting laid off.

we had nowhere to go and couldnt afford to live anywhere in the tri-state area. we had no choice but to move somewhere much cheaper, and since my mom already had a friend living in a mid-atlantic state, we chose to move there. the eviction went through in january and we had less than 2 weeks to pack all our shit, find a place to live, and get the fuck out. needless to say, we were not successful lol.

we stayed in my grandparents 1 bedroom apartment for about a week, then all of us drove down together to stay with my moms friend in her 3 bedroom apartment (she has 5 kids, 3 of whom live in the apartment). my moms apartment, which was supposed to have been ready by january 31st, still had people actively living there. the property manager kept promising us it would be next week for the entire month of february, to the point that my mom got fed up and chose to rent a small house instead. the reality of being essentially homeless for that time was beyond horrifying, and having anywhere between 8-10 people in that house (my cousin also moved with us, but he stayed in a hotel for the first week) was more taxing than i can express.

but things have gotten a lot better since then. i also found a cute little house to rent just up the road from my moms, and its very cheap for its size. i still havent found a job yet, but thanks to what was essentially the liquidation of everything i owned, ill be ok for a couple months more. im slowly but surely repurchasing all the things i lost and trying to acclimate to the new environment. things are still not totally stable right now, but they are slowing down, and at this point thats all i can really ask for lol.

so yeah. if u were wondering why i suddenly stopped posting after literal years of posting every day, thats why LMAO

#dark lord saltine #ik this is a massive overshare but fuck it #lifes been fucking hard lol #i have legit been saying ''everything happens so much'' since this all kicked off lmao #its sort of the family motto at this point

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Chomp

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(Alright Brainrot time! Lets shake some stuff up a tad.I spun a wheel and it landed on gaz, (thats i lie he needs more love) This is a bit long so get ready! A song i listen too was breakfast by half alive. It was so good.

Gaz always loved the night sky, despite how much his mother caws at him that it's dangerous to be out flying in the dark. What if you hit a skyscraper, you cant tell where the coulds are, what if you fly into a jet engine or out to sea?!

Gaz would try and calm his mother from lossing her feathers. "Its fine ma! Everything has lights now!" He would coo, giving her a good hug before taking off. As true as it is, he dosent tell the whole truth of where he flyes off too.

The forest pitch dark and void of any light, perfect for the stars to shine without any pollution made by humans. Night after night he'd always love the feeling of flying on his back and just gazing at the stars.

He knows that there's a possiblity that theyre dead, but isnt it just the more beautiful. You're witnising the efforts, the energy of a giant ball of pure flaming gas long after its been gone. It gives him the hope there's always something after the life he lives. That there's always more then just the void.

And the void adores him for it. He dosent know the stars stare back at him. Twinkling, blinking and cooing, burning as much as their mass as they can, to alluminate the tricks the happy harpy would make in the night.

The void always reaches out to him, wishing to just pluck him from the earths atmosphere and craddle him in the cold vaccume of their arms.

The closest they could ever get to them were their dreams. Lucid and fragile, if Gaz were to ever focus and try to remember their face, they'd poof and wake up drenched in sweat that he'd have to clean from his feathers.

He'd beg. Whenever he'd be just a bit concious. To tell them anything, anyway they'd could meet up. To see each other and actually be there to hug him, to love him.

The void tries, with all they have, to tell him. Their rituals, their cults, their practices, anything. But after being forgotten into the times of the past, it was hard to hold a conversation that gaz could actually remember.

So the only word, that he void knew gaz could recall was their name, one that mortals could utter.

It nearly drove Gaz mad when he couldn't find anything. Not a word of their exsitence. Seriously! He studied latin for this?!

One thing that keeps him going, keeps him sane, is his dreams.

He'd meet people he felt were real, people who were just as smitten with the void as him.

A werewolf that would have the funkiest mowhawk even when he'd bring along his wolf soul. They'd tustle and play in the fields of tall grass their void would create for them just to playi in.

A dragon-born with the prettiest wings. Snarky and daredevil attitude, challenging gaz to th stupidest ideas. Where they'd challenge each other to races, practice arial performances and get tossed around by the void.

A human, with a horrendous home life. That the void was his only safe space away from all the horrors. Gaz would tell him stories and recipies his family would cook, in attempts to share the love. Their void would craddle them in better warmth then when his mother would wrap him in a hug before he grew in his plumage.

He knew these people were real, they held coversations he could remember, their face grew with the passage of time they knew of each other, their faces and their names, their likes and personalities. They were all consistent.

He just hoped that one day, they could meet.)

FUCK SHARKY THAT"S SO GOODXDDDXDXD

IDK why but this reminds me of that one post on here where the earth is wrapped around the wings of a giant raven and the moon is it's eye. And the raven is absolutely in love with the world and the little people on it, but most of all it loves the beings that stare up at it's star speckled wings with adoration.

oh oh, what if it's not the first time Gaz has met them? What if they all fell for the void beyond their world countless millennia ago, meeting up when they all inevitably died to be cradled by the thing they loved most.

But eternal life is boring for those who weren't made to be eternal, so after hearing their wishes you let them return to earth, casting their souls to be reborn and live and die and reborn again just like the moon waxes and wanes. Sometimes they meet to fall in love all over again, sometimes they live in times of peace, sometimes they're born on opposing sides of the same conflict, never sure why the face of their enemy feels so intimately familiar until death reminds them of everything.

And you're there, watching, waiting, seeing that same love in their eyes be born over and over and over again.

#gnome's tea break #gnome correspondence #🦈anon #idk my head hurts from cramming neuro info #and I feel like I don't know shit #but this came to me so meh

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mooshs-crack-headcanons · 1 year

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My go to plan as soon as I get totk:

Get through the tutorial area (probably in the sky then need to get back on to the surface)

Go to hateno. See if the zelink living in the hateno house together fanfics were real.

Check out something specific relating to the art book leak. (Not describing or sharing the leak so don't worry about spoilers from me! :)

Find a horse that at least looks like the one I had in breath of the wild, my beloved baby boy Romeo who can do and hasn't done nothing wrong ever in the entire 6 years of his life (he kicked me off a cliff four separate times):

Go to Gerudo desert because out of all regions it's the one I'm the most interested in seeing the state of post Ganondorf resurrection(?) murderous pissy fit.

I'm going to build me a big fuck off Zonai tractor.

Zelda. I need to know if she's alright, I would like to find out this earlier on but that's probably going to be found out through story and I really do want to take my time with it.

I need to see what the hell is happening with this korok with a backpack:

Speaking of the koroks, uhm... korok forest is gone. I definitely want to check that out. (Sorry this picture so so fucking blurry with how it's zoomed in but the forests gone)

I need to find out if I can glue two Royal claymores together (or an equivalent) to make a big fuck off abomination claymore that does double claymore damage that looks like this:

Go back to eventide. I wonder if they added something there. It seems like something thats a no brainer to do.

Check out what the fuck is going on with the labyrinths I can't find the screenshots now but I remember seeing some of them floating with the sky islands at some point.

If if I can find a sky island resembling at least a little bit of skyloft. I feel it in my bones that Nintendo would pull that type of shit. Or not because this is also Nintendo.

Documenting literally every even hint of a zelink moment in the entire game so I can make several posts gushing over it in the future.

Take lots of screenshots! I actually played breath of the wild on wii u and never on switch so of course I never really had that screenshot or recording capability so I finally can really go all out in this game.

The dragon that is 10000% a fucking Gleeok on the bridge of Hylia I've already determined is going to be the first overworld boss I fight. 🙂 I can't wait to fight it with only five or so hearts 🙂

Amd finally since amiibo support is confirmed and costumes are too - the artbook actually confirmed it but I don't really think that's a spoiler because it's a very obvious mechanic to bring back than just having them be used once only for the paraglider skins you get that was officially confirmed here below so I can't wait to get my ocarina of time and twilight princess gear back that I can wear for the whole game!

Over all I just really want to have fun in this game and really it looks like it's going to deliver. I can't wait to sink hundreds if not thousands of hours into and I REALLY REALLY hope it can at least fix a lot of it's predecessors issues, especially with how it executes it's story. I keep saying it, breath of the wild *had* the potential to be one of the best zelda stories ever but it was done so extremely poorly trying to tell it, majority of it is just ruined. I sincerely hope Nintendo has learned their lesson from that and actually let the Link/you the player actually play throughand experience the games narrative instead of just... having it exposition dumped onto you over and over in flashback cutscenes as stuff that's already happened and can't be changed. I went having this game with very low confidence it was first revealed in 2019, but the more and more I keep seeing it now the higher my optimism gets and I actually genuinely hope this game is really good.

I'm actually wishing the best for it and desperately hope it doesn't disappoint. We've all waited so long, and now we have only a little bit more to go.

#the legend of zelda #the legend of zelda tears of the kingdom #tears of the kingdom #zelink #moosh gives his dumb opinions #moosh's shitty edits #moosh's screenshots #non request related

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takobaki · 4 months

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Snowy innocence // PT 1

The Octopus and the Rice fish

Octavinelle Dorm

A/N: I had to look up so many fish for this lmao 💀 anyways most things that seems ooc do have a explanation but still kinda sucks

Word count: 1,206

Warnings: BAD WRITING, SLIGHTLY IMPILED NEGLECT AND ABANDONMENT, AND CHARACTERS MAY BE OOC, NOT PROOF READ

Other parts here

"Do you think Rice fishy is gonna be okay" A voice asked as Alkni slowly started to gain consciousness, the bright light peeking through her closed eyelids as the small girl just continued to lay there, unmoving

"Be quiet-" Another voice said as Alkni felt someone or something gently rub her head

The movement was so soft...

So gentle...

Something she had never felt before in her few years of living. All she knew was the harshness that they had shown her, and since that was all she had known, thats what she thought was normal, making her fearful of the unfamiliar action

"Do you even know how they ended up here. I doubt someone of their size could even break into the school, and even if they did, why?" The voice from before asked as someone gently picked up her small head, placing it on what Alkni assumed was a lap, something she would use to do for the stray animals outside whenever she was left out to "rot"

Slowly opening her red eyes, the little girl having to squint as her eyes slowly adjusted to the bright lights that were in the room, reminding her of the sun even though the lights were the normal brightness lights should be

There were two guys sitting near her, one with short, wavy, light gray hair, which seemed to be resting her head on his lap, and one with short teal hair that had a black stripe in it "I highly doubt that she snuck in. She's looks so young and like she hasn't been taken care of a day in her life" The light gray haired man said to the other

"Maybe we could get Sam to help, I'm pretty sure he's still here for a bit" The boy with sharp teeth responded, before looking down at Alkni again "Oh Azul- Shes awake-" He said quietly to who Alkni assumed was named Azul, making Azul quickly look down to her

"Hey little rice fish! I'm Floyd and that is Azul, whats your name" Floyd said to Alkni, making her flinch at his tone which was actually uncharacteristically kind for him, thinking he was mad at her

Attempting to push herself up, she felt a hand gently push her back down "Hey, you need to lay down, or else you'll only put more stress on yourself" Azul said as he moved her head from his lap to the couch while he got up. "We'll give you some time to adjust while we help Jade get you some tea, okay" Azul continued on

For some odd reason, Alkni somehow reminded Azul of the younger version of himself, making him feel some sort of level of obligation to protect her despite not even knowing her for a full hour

The dusty black haired child watched as Azul and Jade walked out of the room, closing the door gently as to not startle her. All three of them had a feeling she had gone through some type of abuse or neglect to end up how she ended, with small cuts, scrapes, and bruises littering her tiny body

Alkni gently sat upwards, looking around the room while seemed to be filled with bookshelves upon bookshelves, except for a large vault that was on the back wall. Thats when she realized that something felt off about her

She was warm for once

'When was the last time I felt this warm" She thought to herself as she stood up, her red eyes scanning every corner of the room, a habit she had picked up after being left alone on the streets for long periods of time before being picked back up again

Suddenly the sound of a door opening caused Alkni to panic as she quickly rushed to hide somewhere

Anywhere

Just to not be thrown out again

Tears filled her eyes as she covered her ears, sitting in a fetal position as if to protect herself from any possible harm or danger. The three Octavinelle students paused as they wondered why she seemed so fearful of them

Setting down the tray of tea, Jade slowly walked towards her, a gentle expression on his face as he bent down to her size "Hello, my name is Jade. May I know your name" Jade asked softly as he slowly extended his hand to her, in a attempt to show that he would do no harm to her

"I must let you know, we do not plan to do you any harm, and we only want to help you" Jade continued as Alkni peaked open one eye reluctantly, still very weary despite Jades comforting words. The teal haired boy gently opened his arms, inviting her into a hug in a attempt to try and gain her trust. Alkni looked around frantically, in hopes to find a exit from any possible harm

Alkni's breath hitched as she reluctantly scooted into Jades arms upon realizing that there was no other option but to go to him, flinching at the slightest movement he made out of habit.

To some students, it would be a surprise to as how good Jade was with children, yet when times called for it, he could be. And that time was now. As Alkni came into his arms, he gently patted her back, trying to make her as comfortable as possible in hopes that they could find out exactly what happened and why she had appeared here.

Sitting her on his lap, Azul placed the cup of tea in front of them on the coffee table, causing Jade to take a cup of the warm liquid and handing it to the 5 year old girl. Alkni looked up at him in confusion as she tilted her to the side slightly, wondering what he had given her was "Drink it" Azul told her as he picked up his own cup in a attempt to show her what to do

Azul watched the girl with a careful expression as she drank her cup of tea. There was something off about her, and yet that same thing also reminded him of his past self "So, we are going to ask you a few questions okay" Azul said as he smiled at her. The new students had already long since came, meaning the same thing that had happened with Yuu couldn't have happened with the girl... right?

The pale girl looked towards him for a moment before speaking "S...shiny more m...me's" That one simple sentence filled the three students with lots of confusion.

Shiny more me?

"Why don't we see if she can tell us better in the morning" Floyd said as he let out a yawn, crossing his arms behind his neck as he rested his head on them. "Maybe we can have her show us where she came from too. That might help us find out, plus if betta peacock finds out, he's gonna' be mad" Floyd added while Jade nodded in agreement

Azul nodded as he looked towards Alkni again, chuckling at the look of amazement on her face after drinking the tea 'That must be her favorite type' Azul thought with a warm smile before he spoke up again

"Are you hungry?"

#twisted wonderland #twistedwonderland #twst #twst oc #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #twst azul #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #twst jade #floyd leech #twst floyd #octavinelle #child reader

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blackenedfeathersfallingdown · 1 year

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sunnflower content + rant 🌻

first of all, ao3 !! i really just wanted some good, nontoxic sunflower fanfiction because both sunny & basil deserve to be happy after the shit they've gone through! also, i wanted to feel better because BASIL IS CLEARLY HEAD OVER HEELS FOR SUNNY AND HE DOESNT KNOW IT (video by nerdy arty) hdjvhdjvhdn he JUST LIKE ME FR!!

ive categorized them by AU / canoncompliant with additional tags! completed fics are marked with 🌻, long fics (5k+ words) are marked with 💡

canon compliant:

Culinary Conversations by ShardOfHope💡

A Mug of Sundrops in a Wave of Sadness by karma_kalanchoe💡

The First Day of the Rest of Your Life by smiles2m

Suddenly, Sunny by diagnosed_shitposter

Bloom Later by witheredahlia💡

Catch a Glimmer of Your Star by UdonPuddle 🌻💡

au / mari lives:

Secondhand Sequitir by Soppypup💡🌻

He's Impossible by HowardR💡

to bask in your warmth by im_clo💡🌻

Flower Language by mirror_to_the_past💡

hmestwbf by ME (yes yours truly)

next up is yt animatics because uhhh idk i really like watching homo idiots!! i have 🕹️ that indicates the video depicts some omori plot involving spoilers for the game (the accident, angst, etc) or covers the entire game happening.

OMORI MV - Eine Kleine by Bear🕹️

Try Again by eggsoupery🕹️

OMORI MV - Love Me by white_tulips_

Nonsense Speaker by Nerdy Arty🕹️

in defense of sunflower: (major omori spoilers here cw!!)

why are people antagonizing them this badly? seriously i don't get it. they were children when the accident happened and gameplay shows that both of them got shittons of trauma

"what the hell were you guys thinking when you decided to ship two mentally unstable teenagers that participated in the same manslaughter??"

it was an accident. looking at the incident, i firmly believe it was very seriously fucked up, and they weren't in the right state of mind when it happened. consider the situation, the person you love most in the world is gone forever. in this situation, sunny completely closes in on himself and creates headspace. basil on the other hand sees sunny (his childhood best friend and the one he describes as 'perfect' and puts on a pedestal) completely having a mental breakdown. basil panics, not knowing what to do, because both of the people he idolize is gone - mari is dead, a part of sunny died with her. obviously he has a mental breakdown figuring out what to do, too?

obviously we should also consider basil's mental state at this point - pure speculation here, but basil, due to his feminine gender expression, would have been a victim of bullying, and the gang would have been his first friends. and basil photographs things he cherishes. that would mean he sees himself losing his friends when mari dies because sunny is most likely gonna be legally convicted of manslaughter right? in his disoriented, panicked mind, he wanted to protect sunny, the friend he most likely did have feelings for but was unable to admit them due to already being bullied, (that's just my hc dw) and did something that is super fucked up — he did more harm than good, but i believe he was just trying to fix everything back the way it was. we're absolutely going to talk about why Basil knows how to tie a noose, which adds to my point — basil might already have been mentally unwell (no doubt taking more shit from life than one is supposed to) BEFORE he met his friends, and he was desperately trying to salvage what little happiness he had left.

i cannot deny that sunnflower has full potential of being a very unhealthy and toxic relationship, but i might add that the true + secret ending has both Somethings disappear, implying that both of them are capable of healing. thats why i ship them manyyearsafter-canon or AU, bc therapy can fix shit ive seen it myself

ill end this little rant by a comment from j0kerclash on reddit:

Pairing them together is the implication that they are able to completely heal from their trauma, the actual dynamics of their relationship isn't toxic, it was the circumstances of their interactions combined with the context of the event itself. Sunny and Basil aren't permanently fucked up, I'd say it's quite harmful to imply that people are forever broken and can never truly recover. Considering the choices in the game are about confronting, accepting, and moving on from guilt and trauma, the best scenario for both Sunny and Basil, is if they were truly able to let go and not become triggers for each other, which is illustrated by them being unaffected by the potential toxicity of their past.

sorry for the rant! here are some links also defending the ship

if you enjoyed, i also have another sunflower headcannon post

from diagnosed_shitposter

idfk how to link the original text im sorry

this

#omori sunflower #omori sunnflower #sunny x basil #basil x sunny #i love these idiots #let them be gay #omori #omori basil #omori sunny #omori sunny x basil #sunnflower #theyre so silly #they are in love #omori fluff #fanfiction #god i am gay

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taylors-fourth-cat-meow · 1 year

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Answering this ask because my clumsy ass deleted the draft of the ans as well as the ask idek how that happened

HERE'S THE COMMENTARY ON ACOFAS CHAPTER 11: THE ONE WHERE RHYISE VISITS A SUICIDAL TAMLIN AND TELLS HIM TO ROT IN HELL 🥰

A tomb.

This place was a tomb.

How can someone be proud of doing something cruel to someone? If they are the saints they claim to be why do this to Tamlin bro? Istg i will NEVER to this understand how on earth did the editors agree to the plotline of the destruction of Spring Court?

Lucien had not come here to make amends during Solstice, I realized as Tamlin opened the door to the dark library.

Lucien had come here out of pity. Mercy.

Bruh why? why? wud he underestimate their bond like that? he speaks as if they hadnt been each others only family for centuries

Tamlin claiming an ornate cushioned chair on one side of it. The only thing he had that was close to a throne these days.

oh fck u little shit atleast tamlin doesnt OPPRESS his people!!

“If you’ve come to gloat, you can spare yourself the effort.”

Tamlin is so non-combative here and people still have the audacity to say Rhysie is the bigger male????

“Do you see any sentries around to do it?”

Even they had abandoned him. Interesting. “Feyre did her work

thoroughly, didn’t she.”

THATS NOT SOMETHING TO BE FUCKING PROUD OF RHYSIE

ISTG this asshole someone needs to kick him in the balls. HARD.

I smiled. “Oh, no. That was all her. Clever, isn’t she.”

No sir she is a dumb teenage girl who taught to destroy a court DURING WARTIME?

tbh if Spring wouldn't have fallen the war would have never gone down i said what i said.

I didn’t smile as I countered with, “I suppose you think I should be

thanking you, for stepping up to assist in reviving me.”

“I have no illusions that the day you thank me for anything, Rhysand, is the day the burning fires of hell go cold.”

my boi tamlin is so savage like??

SLAY

Tamlin deserved what he’d brought upon himself, this husk of a life.

He deserved every empty room, every snarl of thorns, every meal he had to hunt for himself.

Seriously? Tamlin, sweetheart, for the love of good kick this man and his bat dick pls.

Tamlin had burned them long ago, Feyre had told me. It made no

difference. He’d been there that day.

I really want to emphasize that Tamlin DID NOT take part in their death.

Had given his father and brothers the information on where my sister and mother would be waiting for me to meet them. And done nothing to help them as they were butchered.

BRO????

U expect a boy to go against his evil, physically abusive father? NO, strike that.

U WANT A BOY TO GO AGAINT A HIGH LORD?

No tell me? how was Tamlin supposed to fight a HIGH LORD and his brother??? Three against one??

And even if he tried to help them? we will never know? we get only rhysie's side of the story never tamlin's pov

“You brought every bit of this upon yourself,”

Yes yes lets go tell a suicidal person he brought every bit of his misery on himself

Yeh lets all applaud him

“You won,” he spat, sitting forward. “You got your mate. Is that not

enough?”

"No."

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK???

MANNNNNNNNNNNNNN

I WANT TO SCRATCH MY EYEBALLS RHYSIE'S EYEBALLS OUT AT THIS POINT

"You deserve everything that has befallen you. You deserve this pathetic, empty house, your ravaged lands. I don’t care if you offered that kernel of life to save me, I don’t care if you still love my mate. I don’t care that you saved her from Hybern, or a thousand enemies before that.”

THIS UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BITCH?!?!?!?!?

PLSSSSSSSSS

Why doesnt he care that tamlin has saved BOTH their lives on MULTIPLE occasions???

at this point 50% of the IC owe their life to tamlin

“I hope you live the rest of your miserable life alone here. It’s a far more satisfying end than slaughtering you.”

well he isnt even strong enough to keep his people in line and not a hair's breath away from rebellion, i doubt he'll be able to slaughter the HL who tore apart Amarantha, who fought a hundred of Hybern's monsters and soldiers in their camp ALONE, at the same time helping feyre escape AND was able to "drag" another highlord to war

*Drops mike*

But Tamlin only stared. And after a heartbeat, his eyes lowered to the

desk. “Get out.”

Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present to you the bigger male

Tamlin didn’t have shields around the house. None to prevent anyone from winnowing in, to guard against enemies appearing in his bedroom and

slitting his throat.

It was almost as if he was waiting for someone to do it.

This breaks my heart so much. No, Tamlimn doesnt deserve this. NO ONE deserves this. Imagine being OKAY with someone being suicidal?!

#anti sjm #anti acotar #tamlin #anon asks #anti feyre #anti rhysand #anti feysand #pro tamlin #anti sjm stans #anti acowar #anti acofas #rhysand slander #fck rhysand #bigger male my ass #tamlin deserves better

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depressed-simp-writes · 3 months

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Amy x gn!reader headcanons

Being in a relationship with Amy would include.

its mostly story bullet points tbh and not a lot of headcanons. theyre in there it just mostly reads like a bullet point plot plan for a story. i had a lot of ideas.

warnings: nsfw towards the end, angst in the middle and fluff at the beginning.

actual headcanons

calls you baby

tells you everything

youre the only person she can be vulnerable with

kisses you often

pep talks you whenever you're nervous

love language is words of affirmation

wears matching bracelets with you like she wears a matching necklace with her twin

if you wanted to train with her, she'd be so excited, just as long as you could keep up

she'd never force you or keep bringing it up if you said no once.

if you meet pre apocalypse

you met while she was on a run in the park, she stopped to compliment you

you 2 struck up a conversation that ended with exchanged numbers and a date.

you went to her races, she went to everything important to you

your friends said you 2 were sickeningly perfect together

living together in a smallish apartment. between your job and her winnings you 2 live pretty comfortably in long beach.

when the apocalypse happened, you had been out of town bc she asked you to get a hotel room early for the tryouts, she wanted to train more and didnt want to scramble.

angst

the last you heard from her she was going to an evac location then service was cut and you hadn't heard from her since.

you heard about camps being set up for evacuees so you went to the one that her flight was supposed to be going to.

it never came, you heard planes and buses compromised by the infection never made it out.

months went by with no word, slowly excepting the fact she might be gone if she even made it to a shot down plane.

then Emma Jaunt landed in a helicopter in Seattle, far away from Hell-A

reporters swarmed her and sam B with questions about the apocalypse, like how she survived.

she talked about a plane crash, the undead, all kinds of things, tgen she started talking about immune survivors. you couldn't believe it, immune.

you had to tear your eyes away to stop thinking about her until you heard your name. Emma had a message for you from Amy. SHE WAS ALIVE AND IMMUNE. you almost passed out.

"she loves you, and misses you, she will come for you once she handles things in LA"

you cried from everything, every emotion was to the surface.

you'd wait for her knowkmg Amy, once her mind was set, there was no stopping her.

during the same time Amy never stopped thinking about you, the thought of you helping her in some of tge worst moments in Hell-A, not the Paralympics, you. yeah thats what she told everyone so she wouldn't have to focus too much on you.

shes just glad youre safe out of this mess

she'll come to you once Tisha is safe.

angst over

if you met during the apocalypse

you met in the Halperin Hotel, the only survivor trapped in a hotel room after the evac point got overrun.

you had no where to go, you knew that major was alive but she was taunting something. you didnt want to find out what by trying to get to her room.

for the last few hours since the evac point was overrun you sat and listened to her incessant yelling and the loud thumping and roaring that followed.

everytime it passed your door you thought you were next. everytime you heard the growls outside the door you feared they'd break down the door.

luckily they couldn't smell you through the door having been covered in undead blood

then outside your door you heard running, and thuds of bodies dropping, and what sounded like metal on skulls

you got closer to the door and heard a voice " you got this Ames" from what you could tell there was only one person so....nevermind

you called out "hello?"

the person responded "oh hey, where are you?"

in here you banged on your door "is it safe to come out? are they gone?" you asked

"yeah i cleaned out the hall" you heard her voice right outside the door. you pried the door open and came face to face with to a very beautiful woman with to buns in her hair.

you blinked trying to find your words for a second "h-hi, thank you"

"its no problem im on my way to that majors room, any chance you know how to get to the third floor?" she asked "oh im Amy by the way"

"y/n, theres an elevator down the hall but its busted, id suggest the stairs but I think those collapsed"

"thanks, hey listen let me finish doing what i have to do then we can leave together to Emma Jaunts place, theres other survivors there" she said before telling you to go wait for her by the front desk as she's cleared out most of the hotel besides the 3rd floor (ignore the fact zombies respawn for this story)

you do, it doesnt take long for the major to die, hearing it was chilling.

shortly after you hear thudding coming from the elevator. you braced youself but relaxed upon seeing Amy

"one more thing then we can go" she said running to the ballroom

you got closer to the open door feeling nervous

shes immune and you cant help but stare more. then you heard stomping. then a roar. then you saw it.

you looked in horror as this roided out zombie went at Amy, but looked in awe as she fought back.

you had to do something.

other zombies started shuffling in and she was too focused on the bride.

you grabbed the scaffolding pole and started taking out the walkers and shamblers as they appeared.

finally they stopped and the crusher was down.

"thanks for the help, are you ok" amy asked. you nodded watching as she smiled before running to the radio to finish her conversation.

wow, immune to all this. you thought.

soon you were both on your way and you asked her about her immunity and she answered. soon you were both in Emmas house.

it didnt take long for you 2 to fall in love

you didnt want her to go out alone following her even tho she wanted you to stay behind but she couldnt deny you were helpful.

she confessed first after you 2 kill a slobber

most of the time you travel she finds somewhere safe and tells you to stay put

you do for the time being until it feels like hours and go look for her

she gets mad at first but then thankful as you were trying to help and were actually helpful.

she actually grew to love slaying with you

she tells you about lola after their first encounter which you had stayed behind in Emma's place for, she had a bad feeling about taking you with her

once its safe(ish) she gets you and brings you to blue crab then to the sterling where she then tells you to stay as she tries to solve what happened to noah telling you everything when she returns

you follow her all the way to Hollywood boulevard where she has you stay with them while she finishes this

she had to do it alone she insists

she wanted you to leave with Emma and Sam B

if you go she promises to find you, kissing you deeply before watching you leave

if you stay much to her dismay shes actually super ecstatic but it takes her longer to kiss you for the first time.

she promises to get you both out

she loves hanging out with you in one of the many safe houses you 2 made together and filled with survivors you 2 found around Hell-A

after Patton leaves you 2 end up taking his space

you listen to her more often about staying behind after you both watched Amanda turn and she fears you'll be next no matter how careful or capable you are.

she loves to chill watching movies with you when you both need to rest

shows you the zombie guts she finds

it hurts to stay beind but she always comes back.

when the time comes she gives herself her little pep talk and kisses you, after coming back from a particularly rough outing.

your first kiss with her is electric

"i should've done this sooner" she breathes out

nsfw

she doesnt care what position she takes she just wants to touch you

makes it competitive

"whoever makes the other cum more wins"

then she overstimulates you

has a lot of stamina so you better keep up

if you need a break thats fine

doesn't really have much kinks but loves praise

praising, being praised it doesn't matter she just loves it in that setting

loves it when you worship her abs. lick em, kiss em, mark em, ride em she loves it all

an: took me awhile to write but was suddenly struck with inspiration hence why its a lot and a mess and full of plot points instead of actual headcanons lol doing Dani next

#fanfiction #gn!reader #dead island 2 #dead island 2 fanfiction #dead island 2 headcanons #amy dead island 2 #dead island 2 amy #dead island 2 amy x reader #dead island 2 amy x gn!reader #amy x reader #amy x gn!reader

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ecliip · 9 months

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SLUGCAT REDESIGNS YIPPEE

hello rain world community please click for higher quality (downpour spoilers btw)

also lots of design rambling underneath the cut. warning its very long and all over the place

-OKAYOKAY so you may notice that Survivor, Monk, and Gourmand all have similar markings- darker back patch, light tummy, tipped ears/stalks- this is because Gourmand is their grandpa in my interpretation!! they share traits because famly..

-neither Survivor nor Monk are fully grown, though Survivor is almost an adult. theyre the slugcat equivalent of teenagers. thats why theyre a little shorter than everyone else. however Enot and Rivulet are fully grown, Rivulet is just built for a different environment and Enots a fucked up inversion of Survivor

-Hunter, of course, gots the rots. i dont know why nobody utilizes Hunters scarred eye in HLL designs tbh- because the scar and the closed eye together make an X shape. and you know what else has an X shape? rot cyst. food for your thoughts :)

-the feds don't want you to know this but you can make any slugcat of your choice as fat and round as you want and nobody can stop you because they are your slugcat designs. anyways chubby arti :) and chubby nightcat :) and plump monk :)

-Nightcat has little silver splotches because I SAID SO. the silver bits by their eyes were actually inspired by Moonwatcher from Wings of Fire with those silver teardrop scales by her eyes, i always thought that was cool. my WoF phase haunts me to this day,,, also Nightcats ears point sideways because its cute

-okay you're probably wondering what the FUCK is up with Enot. the answer: who knows??? i made them La Creatura. theyre a little freak of nature who shouldnt exist but they glitched into existence or something and they have four ears and four hands and six eyes as a result

-Gourm... im love Gourm... theyre the second tallest slugcat, Spearmaster takes first place as resident stickbug

-okay so! if you may notice, pre-canon event Arti and current Arti have some differences. previous Arti has some little scars, and a darker end to their tail. current Arti has burns that cover those. thats intentional! i like to think that when the incident happened, the anger and grief took them over, erasing all personhood in the eyes of both the scavs and theirself in favor of carnage and fury and destruction. the burns represent that. the signs of a life well lived, that little dot of personhood? gone, replaced only by rage and hurting and memories of a tragic incident. (dont worry Arti fans in my little au they arent sad and enraged forever, they do heal. eventually.)

-more design notes about Arti but their right leg is burnt and hurts to put too much pressure on, so they prefer exploding if they have a long distance to cover or somewhere to reach. also, i gave Arti a tailtip that resembles a wick that was a result of the burn scars, thank you @pansear-doodles for bein cool about people takin inspiration from your amazing designs!!

-Spearmaster is comically tall and i love that. they also have Suns's logo on the back of their head. its like a watermark! Hunter doesn't have a watermark because in my interpretation, the rot stuff was intentional, added by NSH as a ticking time bomb as a sort of motivation for Hunter, so like why bother claiming a slugcat thats gonna either ascend or experience a fate worse than death

-also the pearl experience left a permanent scar for Spears because why not

-Rivulet.. the funny fishie.... i made almost zero changes to my orevious design of them because it is perfect. just added like some extra gills. theye very short and have little ears because little ears probably help with swimming and stuff to be like aerodynamic. they also have those little flaps on their side like nudibranches!! lil reference to sea slugs :)

-Saint takes inspiration from lynxes (ears) and sea bunnies (the spots!!). Saint is also the oldest slugcat here. i made their forehead dots eyes because that is COOL !!!! i love extra eyes. also chest floof :)

-Survivor and Monks parents had to take care of THREE pups ON THEIR OWN WITHOUT A COLONY TO SUPPORT THEM and they have zero special abilities to their name unlike Arti or Gourmand. theyre gonna be a little scuffed up

-Arti's pups are a mix between a carnivorous slugcat (Arti) and a regular slugcat (whoever Arti had kids with). the blue pup has a diet like Gourmands, where it can eat meat but it wont get as much out of it as a carnivorous slugcat. the green pup has the typical Slugcat diet.

i'll update this if i think of anything else to add!!!

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Hey, I've worked a bit in animation and just wanted to point out that shows very often get pitched and bought out, and can sit in the back burner for a really long time depending on the market! Seems like with all the strikes and post covid lag, and a market thats already saturated with greek mythology atm (think percy jackson live action coming soon, youtube series, other webcomics, etc.), lore olympus is probably floating in the air atm until the time is right. These kinds of things can take years to happen, even 10+ years! Some of the most popular animated shows were pitched years before they were picked up and sent into production. Hoping in the time its on hold, they get some really good writers to clean up the story. I don't mean to disregard your post, but just a lil bit of info on how that nature works in animation. I love lore rekindled too, keep it up!

Oh hey thanks for your input! So I do actually have a diploma in animation (though I never ended up working in the larger industry) so I know a bit about how things like that can happen. Nimona's a great recent example, it was bought in 2015 by 20th Century Fox but never made it through development because of Disney purchasing them and bringing the project to a crawl due to it being LGBTQ+, then they shut down Blue Sky and that kept the project in limbo until it got picked up by a new studio and brought to Netflix. So it took well over 10 years for that one to finally hit the screen.

That said, most of that post is addressing the fact that if LO is going to get a TV show (I'm really strongly believing it isn't at this point, esp not with JHC but that's me) then stalling it out for 10 years or however long probably won't be the best move. Especially not with how things are going with animation at large.

While LO is the biggest on the WT platform, the platform itself still isn't as prestigious here in the west as say, DC or Marvel. Its platform and its comics just don't have that sort of longevity out here. LO is also undoubtedly nearing the end of its run and it's struggling to stay relevant as it is - so to make a show years down the road when it's long gone out of everyone's minds (which it will be as soon as it ends and WT starts shilling the next big thing) just sounds like a missed opportunity. It could rejuvenate interest, sure, but it could just as easily flop due to its fanbase having moved on/lost interest/etc. LO is pretty much reliant on WT's advertising at this point, it's not a good sign that WT has to keep putting notifications to read LO everywhere on the app. WT loooves the "strike while the iron is hot" methodology and now with the show they just drag it out? It feels less like striking the iron while it's hot and more like trying to get a fire going, period.

Like, when Nimona got its movie, it was like "omg Nimona's finally getting a movie!!!" but I can't help get the sense that if LO goes through that same treatment, the response is gonna be, "that gross comic with the underage girl and old man billionaire is still getting a TV show??" Maybe that's a mean assumption to make but if LO is struggling to stay relevant and in a positive light now, god knows what that's going to be like years from now if and when they do release a show.

Especially when it comes to comics like LO which generate so much criticism, I feel like it's going to go through the same thing Twilight did, where people adored it during the peak of its run but as soon as the series was over and the hype left everyone's brains it gave people room to actually reflect on it and realize how icky it was LOL (and if it goes the full way of Twilight, people will read it as a joke over how bad it is).

There are also theories in the community that a lot of what WT is doing with LO rn (paying for Rachel to be in the top billing spot at NYCC, getting her a second Eisner, etc.) could very well be them trying to "shop it around" for investors or a new network, by putting Rachel in the spotlight and going "see! look at how successful this comic is! buy it!" That's just a theory of course, but it really isn't a good look when LO wins awards and people ask why. It feels like WT's is trying to throw money at a problem without realizing what's causing the problem in the first place. It winning an Eisner or being hinted at a TV show or getting a top billing spot at NYCC won't give it legitimacy because the comic they're advertising is still garbage, they're trying to convince people it has merit when it doesn't. If anything, it'll make LO and WT lose even more credibility because it makes people wonder why the fuck a comic like LO is winning those awards and why it's being given more attention and opportunities over other comics on the platform that are far more deserving.

Anyways, this post is kinda all over the place, but that's my two cents, my point really is that if there is a show happening, it's definitely not happening soon (in spite of Rachel saying "yeah it's happening!") because there's no clear timeline or progress that's been made or even team in charge of it at this point - and if it happens down the road, its only chance of doing well will be if it gets a major overhaul in its writing IMO because the comic is way too much of a mess rn for television LOL

That said, I'd love to genuinely believe that the show will happen someday, but I feel like the best time for it to happen has passed, especially with the comic losing the quality and prestige it was sold to JHC for since then. That's just me though.

#ama #ask me anything #anon ask me anything #anon ama #lore olympus critical #lo critical #antiloreolympus #anti lore olympus

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