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Terrifyingly Innocent [Nineteen-Finale]

Pairing: Seungcheol x fem!reader (ft. Jihoon)

Synopsis: Fearful of losing her, yet unwilling to leave; this agreement between Seungcheol and his best friend’s little sister was meant to be casual and temporary, yet he finds himself growing more attached to her day by day.

Genre: Fluff, angst, fake dating, fwb(?), slowburn, older brother’s best friend!Seungcheol, badboy!Seungcheol, innocent!reader, older brother!Jihoon, non-idol!au, university!au, low-key Crazy Rich Asians!au(Seungcheol is RICH - implied chaebol lifestyle, Jihoon and reader’s family aren’t chaebols and are commoners but well-off)

Warnings: Use of profanity, mentions of alcohol, inaccurate architectural information regarding Achillieon Palace, unedited (I was in a rush - my sincerest apologies)

WC: ~3.8k

A/N: We're at an end of a twogyuu era 😭 It's my first ever written series and with it, I do feel like I've learned and grown a lot as a writer. Since it was my first, admittedly it wasn't my best work looking back now, but I'm grateful to everyone who was willing to read it as I went along. I also saw recently that the masterlist hit like 1.2k upvotes and was like 🤯 Y'all really like this hot recycling!? LOL. Jokes, jokes - I'm very honored so many people wanted to read and/or actually liked this 🥺 Admittedly, I think this was the fic that really allowed my blog to flourish, so forreals, I'm really grateful. There were many moments where I was close to abandoning the series, but I'm glad I pushed through and I didn't - prove to myself (and all of you) that I can finish something 😭😂

To the lovely silent readers, the enthusiastic rebloggers, and everyone in between, thank you all so much for being patient and your constant support this past year as I worked through this fic 💙 without further ado, the happy ending (most of) you asked for 🤗

I'm not sure when I'm going to do a series this long again (low-key it was very taxing as much as I enjoyed it😭), but I hope you all enjoy my future works, long or short, just as much. Happy reading!

And for my take care ♥! anon who wanted the Hao sequel/ending - I have a surprise for you in the months to come, so watch out for it! (i.e. i need a little time to write it out 💀 and flesh out the whole story so ksjdfalkdjf)

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Your childhood bedroom was always a safe space for you.

Whether you wanted to hide your tears from your family, you were angry at Jihoon, or just wanted to kick and scream about the latest Eighteen comeback, you could do it all comfortably here, and be completely vulnerable and raw with yourself. It was strategically decorated to reflect your unchanging, yet growing self: a shelf lined with your favorite books from childhood to your teenage years, lilac walls plastered with posters of bands you’ve grown to love throughout the years, and your favorite part: the glow-in-the-dark star stickers on your ceiling.

They were seemingly childish, but you loved them. Whereas most girls your age would’ve opted for fairy lights at this point, you insisted on Jihoon helping you put them up in your last year of high school before he left for university, as short as he is. You didn’t like them because they were particularly aesthetic, no. They were tacky and cheap – sometimes you’d wake up in the morning and find that a star had fallen off overnight. Nonetheless, when your mind raced before falling asleep, anxious over college acceptances, or your heart was feeling heavy, the familiar neon green glow offered you a sense of comfort. With a deep breath, your eyes would scan across your ceiling and walls, and you’d count them until they lulled you to sleep.

They were simple decor, maybe even ugly, but a sense of consistency that you needed, especially in these past few years.

That’s what you were thinking, ironically, counting the glow-in-the-dark stars mindlessly too, when you heard pelting at your window. Crawling out of bed, you switched on your lamp and walked over, flinching when you saw a black pebble sailing at you. Fortunately, the glass of your window deflected it before it would have smacked you right between your eyes.

You leaned over the ledge and peered down onto the driveway.

Choi fucking Seungcheol.

Oddly enough, his shoulders relaxed, slipping his hands into the pockets of his slacks, a soft smile settling on his cherry lips – he seemed almost pleased to see you fuming and hanging out your window ready to yell at him.

What was he doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to be tucked away in bed at his apartment near the university campus? If Seungcheol was here . . . was Jihoon here?

“You’re gonna pay for broken glass if you keep that up,” you hissed.

“Happy to see you too, Y/N,” he grinned dopily.

You rolled your eyes, glancing back to check the time before you replied.

3:28AM.

“What are you doing here? At 4AM?!” you exclaimed.

“I missed you,” Seungcheol teased.

“Choi Seungcheol,” you warned.

He only chuckled – god, how you hated how your brother’s best friend never took you seriously.

“Let me up,” Seungcheol pressed on. He scratched the back of his head looking around. “You have some vines or something?”

You pointed down at the attached garage, a criss-crossed decor on the side leading up to your room. “You can try, but I can also just come down and open the door for you.”

Rolling up the sleeves of his white button up, he smirked. “Nonsense – what’s the thrill in doors when I can do this like the movies.”

“It’s real life, not the,” you paused as he was already shaking the decor to test its sturdiness. “Never mind.”

You watched him hook the toe of his shoe into the bottom hole and hoist himself up with his hands, his forearms flexing in the process. He must’ve been ripped if you could make out the shadows of his muscles if this shit lighting. Catching yourself admiring him too long, you tore your gaze away, rubbing your cheeks to get a better sense of yourself.

This was Choi Seungcheol – your brother’s best friend.

You turned back, noting how the metal was creaking under his weight.

“If you break that –”

“Whoa! Umph!” Seungcheol missed a step and tumbled down.

“Seungcheol!”

He groaned at the soreness shooting through his back. Nervous that he broke his spine and may not be able to ever walk again, you abandoned your spot at the window and raced downstairs. You threw open the front door, forgetting to put shoes on, and rushed across the lawn to his side.

“You idiot,” you stumbled down onto your knees, hands tracing over his body for any injuries. “I told you not to climb that thing.”

He chuckled – after Jihoon, only you would ever be this worried about him after one of his stupid stunts.

“You didn’t tell me to stop,” Seungcheol grunted, pushing himself up into a sitting position.

Scowling, you sat back on your heels to allow for some distance between the two of you.

“You said, ‘it’s real life, not the – never mind,’” he poked your forehead with his pointer and middle finger, “You never finished.”

If he could tease you this much, clearly, he was okay.

“Asshole,” you shoved him, “You can just sleep on the lawn tonight.”

You got up and brushed the grass off your pajamas, heading for the front door that was left agape in your flurry.

“Hey!” Seungcheol pouted, he heaved himself up, wincing at the ache already starting in his lower back, and chased after you. “Wait!”

“Just go home, Seungcheol – or call your chauffeur,” you waved him off, not bothering to look back. “I’m sure Mr. Kang isn’t that far away.”

His thick fingers wrapped around your wrist and tugged you back. You tried your damned best to wriggle out of his hold to no avail – curse him and his newfound obsession with the gym. He was even stronger than before.

He pouted, “I said I missed you.”

“Yeah and?” you furrowed your brows together.

“Is that how you welcome a friend?”

“Technically, you’re Jihoon’s friend.”

“And by default yours.”

Pinching the bridge of your nose, you groaned in annoyance. This wasn’t going anywhere. “Just . . . go up to Jihoon’s room and sleep there, okay? It’s night – burglars and murderers are out. If we stay out here longer, the neighbors might call the cops. Let alone, you don’t want to wake my dad.”

A pleased smile graced his smug face. Seungcheol pushed passed you and skipped inside. When you entered, he was already running up the stairs.

How odd.

It wasn’t that the two of you weren’t friends, but you weren’t necessarily close enough for him to do things like this either. He was dressed nicely and you could’ve swore you caught a whiff of alcohol when you checked him earlier. You wondered what happened – a night out at the clubs again maybe? Jihoon had mentioned he was “going through a hoe phase.” He had to be drunk for him to come seeking you. Sure, he might’ve missed you but to no extent that he’d come visit you in the dead of night.

When you entered your room, too lost in your musing, you failed to notice Seungcheol already collapsed on your bed.

“Seungcheol,” you moaned, “What are you doing?”

He turned his head to look at you, his bread-like cheeks pressed into your comforter, smiling innocently.

“Get off,” you poked his shoulder.

“No,” he quipped.

You pushed a little harder this time. “Get off – go sleep in Jihoon’s room.”

He only buried his face in your pile of blankets.

“Seungcheol – oof!”

He tugged you onto the bed and crawled onto your lap. Inhaling deeply, you definitely caught a whiff of the alcohol mixed with something sweet. He was definitely drunk – what were you supposed to do? You didn’t have experience dealing with drunk friends.

“Stop yelling at me,” Seungcheol muttered. “Just,” he let out a shallow breath, already nodding off, “Let me sleep here for a bit.”

This was way too intimate of a position for you and your older brother’s best friend. His face? In your lap?

It’d be rude to push him off when he was sleeping so peacefully though. When you had calmed down a bit, you took in his rather ethereal appearance. His lashes were perfectly curled and long – he was so close, you swore you could’ve counted each strand. Your eyes tracing down the straight of his nose, settling on his cherry red pout. It was almost as if he was always wearing lip tint.

You weren’t quite sure why, but you felt an urge to card through his hair. You raised a hand, hovering nervously above his head – do you? Do you not?

You do.

Seungcheol mewled at your touch, eliciting a blush on your cheeks. You were glad he was asleep and couldn’t see how affected you were at such a seemingly small act.

“Missed you,” Seungcheol said again, much more softly this time. “I meant it.”

You only hummed in response.

“Uni sucks.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

He winced, snuggling deeper into your thighs.

“Wish it was just you, Jihoon, and me forever.”

You chortled softly. “It can be if you want.”

He didn’t reply afterwards. You were only met with his soft snores.

That night, you never did find out why he came to visit. He was gone before you woke up the next day.

“Have you always liked me?” you asked Seungcheol, staring off at the city below, mindlessly brushing through his dark locks similarly to that night all those years ago.

“Hhmm?” Seungcheol looked up at you.

You smiled, letting your gaze fall to meet his own. His eyes were shining, the city lights reflecting off his dark irises and lighting up like neon green stars in your childhood bedroom.

You were halfway through the summer already. Finals flew by like a train you were trying to catch. Graduation went by like a blur and then the flurry of parties that followed. Seungcheol was slowly starting to pick up responsibilities at Sebong Holding, while you, more shifts at the cafe. He still picked you after your shifts when he could – notably, coming into the cafe this time instead of waiting for you at the street corner.

You had sorted things out with Jisoo as well; admittedly, a little awkward, but he was surprisingly very calm about it, telling you he figured you had your mind set on someone else given how preoccupied all the times the two of you spent together. Jihoon seemed to be the hardest one to convince regarding your relationship. Though he was reluctant and still suspicious, he was . . . slowly warming up to the idea of Seungcheol and you being together – for real. He doesn’t purposely sit in between the two of you anymore during car rides on night outs (“hands to ourselves please,” he’d grumble before and after the trip).

Unfortunately, because of his busy schedule, you found yourself spending less time with Seungcheol than you both had intended this summer. Fortunately, however, that only made all the moments more precious, no matter how big or small. Nothing between the two of you changed since making it “official” per se. As Clara had put it, if you hadn’t come clean and confessed you and Seungcheol were fake dating, no one would have suspected it in the first place.

“Could’ve fooled me,” Hansol had mused, alternating, quirking his eyebrows, “It was all very seamless and oddly natural now knowing that – as if he always had a crush on you or something.”

Tonight was one of those few nights Seungcheol had some free time and asked to go out for a drive to your now shared “safe haven,” simply in hopes of enjoying each other’s presence and the perks of a city view.

“Have you always liked me?” you asked again.

“Why do you ask?” he turned back, pressing his cheek into the palm of his hands.

“Reminds me of the last time we were like this,” you replied. “You remember? My senior year of high school – you showed up throwing rocks at my window.”

It was a bittersweet memory, but he was glad you were in it.

“Yeah,” Seungcheol replied softly.

“Well?”

He sighed. “I can’t say I didn’t think about it growing up.”

“So . . . you faked dated me on purpose?”

“What?” he shot up from his spot on your lap, frowning at you.

You chortled and leaned back on the palm of your hand, tilting your chin towards him.

Seungcheol took it as an opportunity to peck your lips.

“I didn’t really think about liking you,” he looked sideways, considering his words before continuing again, “Liking you romantically until recently, at least. Sure it crossed my mind a couple of times how funny it’d be if we got married because Jihoon,” he noted the way your eyes widened humorously. He scowled at you jokingly, reaching over to cup your cheek. You leaned into his touch nonetheless. “ I’ve always . . . had a soft spot for you though.”

Slowly, a small, shy smile crept onto your face as you paused, letting a comfortable moment of silence pass. You turned your head to graze your lips across his palm.

You shoved his shoulder playfully. “You’re incredibly cheesy, you know that?”

He did know, but he didn’t mind if it was you – not that he’d tell you that right now out loud.

“We’ve come a long way, Y/N.”

Seungcheol snaked his arms around your waist, sliding you across the hood of his car into his embrace. Foreheads touching, Seungcheol slotted his lips against yours, lazily kissing you. He broke away momentarily to let you better slant your head and ease into him – the press of your lips sudden and more fervent.

He didn’t think he could ever get tired of the taste of you.

“I love you,” Seungcheol whispered against your lips, “Gonna miss this when you’re gone.”

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you whispered back, “We still have time until then,” you placed a chaste peck on the corner of his mouth as if to reassure him, “And it’s not forever.”

“I know,” he whined softly, “Doesn’t mean I still won’t though.”

You let out a breathy chortle. “You’re whipped, Cheol.”

“And who’s fault is that?”

Teeth grazing on his bottom lip, you let them sink in lightly before tugging away to tease him. “I’ll gladly take the blame.”

Seungcheol let out a hesitant breath, unsure if now was a good time to bring up the topic. You weren’t necessarily hard to talk to – communication has been flowing easily between the two of you. The possibility of your relationship being nothing but a fever dream and ending in a month and half was just something he wasn’t sure he wanted – not when he was growing more attached to you by the day. He loved the way you texted him back telling him he was corny with the woozy-faced emoji after every ‘good morning’ message. The way “Cheol” rolled off your tongue sounded like a gentle music box to his ears. He loved the thrill of being able to hold you close when Jihoon wasn’t around.

“Does this mean . . .?” his voice trailed off.

You looked at him coyly, silently urging him to finish.

“You want to keep trying?” He took your hint. “Long-distance and all?”

The corner of your lips twitched up, your eyes flickering to your touching fingers.

“If you don’t know yet, you don’t have to tell me right now,” Seungcheol quickly added, his thumb grazing your chin.

“No, no,” you were quick to reply, “I mean – no, I don’t don’t know yet, but yes, I . . . want this long-term.”

Seungcheol beamed at you. “Really?”

“Really,” your finger mindlessly traced his knuckles shyly, “During and after Greece . . . I’m just . . . nervous.” You breathed out hesitantly.

Seungcheol smiled gently. “I am too, but we’ll figure it out – we always do.”

You nodded silently, dipping your chin into your chest in an attempt to hide your face from him. He could make out the sniffling between your breaths.

“A-are you crying?” Seungcheol chuckled.

“No,” you fibbed.

“Baby girl, you are,” Seungcheol cooed. He raised your chin and swiped at your cheeks.

“You’re just . . . so fucking corny, Cheol,” you smacked his chest lightly.

A low laugh bubbling from his chest, Seungcheol pulled you into his embrace, squeezing you tightly as if you couldn’t be any closer to him. Planting a peck on the crown of your head, he stroked your back, reassuring you, “You are so in love with me.”

Despite having grown up with Seungcheol and having grown with him romantically these past few months, you were still as shy as ever to admit it.

You were.

Epilogue (Bonus): 6 months later, Greece

“What are you doing today?” Seungcheol asked.

You hummed softly, collecting your books and sliding them into your satchel as class was finishing up. The Mediterranean air was thick and humid, the papers sticking to the table rather easily. Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, you swiped at the sweat forming on your forehead, nodding at your professor on your way out and into the hallways.

“I’m going to go visit the Achilleion Palace,” you told him, “Taking some pictures and gathering inspiration for a project.”

“That sounds exciting,” Seungcheol mused.

“It is,” you smiled softly to yourself, “I wish you were here to see it with me.”

“Yeah?”

You rolled your eyes, descending down the steps of the lecture hall. “Of course.”

“I wish I was there too,” he said back to you. “Send me some photos alright? At least I can live vicariously through you.”

“Okay.”

“I gotta get back to work –”

“We are now boarding for gate 3A,” a formal voice sounded in the background.

Your brows furrowed together. “Are you traveling right now for your dad?”

“Uhh, no,” Seungcheol hummed, “Just . . . picking a client.”

“Huh – you’ve never done that before.”

“Well, when duty calls and they’re important.”

“Fine,” you shrugged. He had no reason to lie to you.

“I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay,” you relented.

“Love you,” he sang.

“I guess . . . I do too.”

“Very convincing sweetheart, but I know you do,” he smooched into the receiver. “Only 146 more days until I see you.”

“You’re still counting?!”

“What kind of long-distance boyfriend would I be if I wasn't?”

You both bid goodbye and hung up. Walking back to your dorm, you couldn’t shake off the strange feeling in your chest.

Something wasn’t quite right.

The Achilleion Palace was magnificent.

A three-story, stark white building surrounded by the greenery of the island by the clear blue water, you were in sheer awe that you had the privilege to come here and see it in person. You had seen pictures of it in textbooks, but none of the pictures did it justice. Nonetheless, you had taken out your camera to snap photos of the grand entrance.

You waited momentarily for the tourists to clear before you aimed the lens at the building, making a point to ensure the marble pillars were symmetrical on either side of the shot. Just as you were about to snap the photo though, an annoying young man dressed in a black t-shirt and white shorts walked straight across your view.

Your finger was poised, ready to press the button as he lingered along the edges, but then he walked across again.

“Fucking prick,” you groaned, lowering your camera.

You narrowed your eyes following after him. Suddenly, he was making a beeline towards you. As he grew closer, from his wide eyes to plush pout, his features were coming together and growing all too familiar.

“Choi Seungcheol!” you feigned annoyance as you called after him. You tried your best to control your breathing, but it only grew uneven by the second.

He grinned widely at the sound of his name, suddenly taking off in a run towards you. He laughed loudly, scooping you up into his chest and spinning you around. You squealed, clasping tightly around his shoulders. God how you missed his touch and the way you could almost never fully wrap your arms around his broad shoulders.

“What are you doing here?” you asked breathlessly as if you were the one running. Your hands slipped down against his chest.

“Surprise?” he offered instead.

You scoffed. “You were at the airport earlier.”

His hand played with your waist, tilting his head coyly at you feigning innocence. “And?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“That’d defeat the purpose of a surprise, sweetheart.”

“I don’t like surprises,” you fake pouted.

Seungcheol pointed to the empty space behind him. “Should I? Should I go home then?”

“No!” you immediately wrapped your arms around his waist. “I-I . . . I missed you.”

“That’s what I thought,” he chortled, kissing into the crown of your head. “Missed you too.”

“You’re already here, so you might as well just stay . . . maybe a few days.”

“How about a week?” Seungcheol offered.

Eyes wide, you pulled back. “A week?!”

He winked at you.

“Wait how?” you frowned. You mind flitted back to the few news articles about the Sebong heir making more public appearances at events these days. “Don’t you have work?”

“Work,” he paused, trying his best to suppress his grin, “In Greece, yeah.”

A moment of silence passed as you peered up at him through your lashes, your heart swelling and manifesting itself on your lips into a stupid, hopelessly in love grin. It had been months since he kissed you goodbye at the airport and when you thought you wouldn’t see him until next year, he was here, in flesh, in your arms. The phone calls and text messages throughout the day were nice and comforting, but nothing beat seeing him in real time.

“I’ll be a little busy some days, but I’ll make time to come see you,” he reached for your hand, loosely holding it and running his thumb across your knuckles.

Some would argue that your time being together a little more than a year at this point was all part of the process and this giddy feeling whenever you saw one another was just part of your “honeymoon phase” that would soon start to fade. You’d like to think you and Seungcheol were different, however. Your relationship with one another was like a honeymoon phase that lasted a lifetime because you enjoyed all the little things about one another and with each other. It’s not that you were naive and weren’t expecting any problems to arise, but you’d hope that you could work through those and ride out this love story like they write in fanfiction on Tumblr.

Perhaps you were loopy on feelings, but Choi Seungcheol was truly something else – a good something else.

Launching yourself into his chest, you whispered those three damned words you were once so afraid of: “I love you.”

#seungcheol x reader #scoups x reader #seungcheol fluff #seungcheol angst #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen angst #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fanfic

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tadpolesonalgae · 7 months

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CBMTHY is quite literally my favorite thing right now, the past 3 parts you've posted I've hidden in the bathroom at work and read (sometimes twice) and I genuinely can't get enough. I love angst and your writing definitely fulfills that craving i have for it (please do more eventually).

You have such a realistic (delightful may i add) portrayal of azriel's not so good tendencies. i feel like he would push away someone who genuinely likes him away in favor of someone unobtainable. especially if she wasnt traditionally beautiful compared to someone like elain who could bring kings to their knees, nesta who is so effortlessly graceful and stoic, and feyre who is literally high lady and bagged not one, not two but THREE highlords (she could've had tarquin if she wanted lets be so forreal).

In comparison anyone would be plain, so reader being overlooked makes sense. And so az getting jealous that she of all people is getting attention from males after learning about her initial attraction to him is PERFECT. Because elain doesn't like him back, not with her having a mate and def not now that she knows her sister likes him. So azriel. to feel better about his rejected advances uses reader's affections to validate himself.

And don't even get me started on Eris 😭 this is the best writing for him ive seen. because hes an ass, he knows hes an ass. but with the way reader fought back against him after the swan incident you can practically FEEL that hes pleasantly surprised because who in their right mind is that unfiltered in front of a future highlord? and its only cemented with the conversation about the orrery. if he knew it bothered azriel on a personal level im sure he would do even more things for reader, (which id love to see), but i think that his gift in this most recent part is evidence enough that he respects her far more than az has in his entire time of knowing reader.

i definitely want to see azriel grovel, but i dont want her to accept it. she deserves to be respected by someone from day one. someone who can challenge her and match her energy, and i think that eris is that person long term. *maybe bas for short term ;) *

anyway, thank you so much if you read this. i look forward to reading your next part while hiding away at work

-a new reader 🤠

🥹🫂 well I really hope it continues to be as fulfilling as you’ve so far found it to be!

‘please do more eventually’

Going down a slightly more depressing path, I have found myself speculating about some other fic ideas that, quite frankly, I’m not sure they would even still count as angst? They seem to be leaning much more into general misery with no redemption? And I’m kind of liking it?

Returning to the whole idea of mental illness within the acotar universe, I’m wondering about self-esteem, too? Everyone in the Inner Circle has a “use” I guess? I’m wondering what it would be like to be surrounded by such powerful, capable people for two years and being the only one who has nothing to show for the time spent feeding off their charity.

Eris really scares me in terms of writing his character with a semblance of realism 😭

We haven’t really gotten a chance to see him being “nice” to anyone which makes me wary of a potential relationship between him and Reader? It’s a stressful like to walk, is what I’m saying, so I’m happy you’re finding it believable 🧡💛

‘if he knew it bothered azriel on a personal level im sure he would do even more things for reader’

Definitely agree with you there 🤭

‘i look forward to reading your next part while hiding away at work’

Well, I’ve been trying to get started on part 7 so hopefully you won’t have to wait too much longer (just make sure you don’t get caught🧡💛)

#🤠 anon <3 #🤠#CBMTHY

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swordofazrael1992 · 1 month

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Jpv 2, 7, 14, 27!! Shatterstar 1, 20, 23, 28 >:) go autism on me!!!!!

AUTISM TIME FORREAL!1

okay okay so

jpv 2) probably after reading sword of azrael '92. i had a mutual who was posting a lot of jpv stuff and i had previously read tynion's writing of her in tec 2016, and then my lcs had a trade collecting soa 92 + the first seven issues of azrael '95 so i went "fuck it" and bought it. i can't remember if i read what was available of watters' stuff at the time before or after soa 92 but that was definitely where i started to really love jp/az and it's stuck with me (as you can tell by the url)

jpv 7) FOREVER AND EVER the "perhaps this azrael does both" quote from sword of azrael (1992) #3. technically it is alfred talking ABOUT jp/az in response to nomoz saying that azrael punishes, and doesn't/shouldn't think. and then there's also the soa '92 #4 of azrael straight up telling nomoz "no" when nomoz says they need to leave, because azrael only avenges, not rescue. either way i think those are really interesting and have Stuck With Me

jpv 14) i know i'm an soa 92 type boy but....this one is definitely a hard one and i don't think soa is in my top two choices. i'd have to say his no man's land arc, i'm a huge fan of it and his dynamics with other bat charas (esp babs and cass!). my second choice pick would probably be soa '22--i just love it so much and it's so beautiful. so while soa '92 might be my favorite, i don't think it's his absolute best. but it's top 3 for sure

jpv 27) the most fun, for me particularly? i think castiel from supernatural. i have no idea what the fuck would go down, but it would be entertaining. other than that, probably vash or knives (or livio/razlo) from trimax specifically, or sister lilith from warrior nun. lets just get all those religious imagery bitches in a room together and see what goes down

star 1) so i THINK my first impression of star was in young avengers: children's crusade, WAY back when i first started reading comics. like young avengers '05 was my first comic, and ya:cc my second. i think i just looked at him and rictor on panel together and, knowing nothing about them, was like okay yeah they are DEFINITELy gay. i probably thought he was a little weirdo (affectionate) but i didn't become a fan of him and rictor for another year or two i think

star 20) star is the only person in the world who actually MEANS it when he says "i listen to a little of everything" about his music taste. he really genuinely listens to everything, and everyone who knows him HATES when he's on aux because listening to his playlists gives them whiplash. seriously, he goes from mid 1800s orchestral music to hyperpop to 90s hip hop to 00s top 40 to 1960s bluegrass to music you're not even sure is from this dimension and that you're pretty sure is from some future timeline. star sees no problem with it, though. also i think he takes really long showers and uses up ALL of the hot water + has a really extensive hair/skin routine. so you go into the bathroom of his and ric's apartment and you see the shower and sink counter practically overflowing with all these extravagant and fancy products and then in the corner there are like 4 or 5 things that belong to rictor and it's just shampoo/conditioner/body wash/other essentials

star 23) i want him to live happily ever after with ric in a cozy house with weekly therapy appointments and dinner with his parents every month + an actually good/existent relationship with them where they aren't just kinda coworkers and maybe a dog or a couple cats and a garden in the backyard and a giant tv in the living room and a good relationship with life and maybe a couple college degrees or maybe he just learns so much about the things that interest him and everything else without feeling the need to have a degree to show for it and andand. but i don't think that will ever happen because marvel hates me personally

star 28) stabbing himself in the stomach that one time. and the other time. and the next time.

and being his own grandfather. that was really unnecessary of him

(+ i know you didn't ask but songs i've been associating with them recently:

jp/az -

https://open.spotify.com/track/4zlRCThoy7Wops9GF11kQX?si=0494cd4331cc411b

star -

https://open.spotify.com/track/6EqCxnulMcawu0qN8B8Y5W?si=2f23a62fe7bf4d8c

w/ jp/az's being about how they are pretty impulsive and need to get from point a to point b as fast as possible and star's being about the entire "raised as an arena slave to fight to the death for other's entertainment" thing. also on second thought i might put nothing lasts forever on my shatterstar playlist)

#TY FOR THE ASK. BITES YOU BITES YOU BITES YOU #jp/az posting #mayhaps i should start a shatterstar posting tag. i shall #shatterstar posting

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southieparkie · 2 years

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I’d like to take a moment to brag on May Nothing But Happiness Come to Your Door

As far as ratings go, I’ll have to give it a reasonable 200/10 /j

Forreal, though, it’s an EXCELLENT READ!!! I’m a sucker for SP fics that feel like they came directly from the source material as a spinoff or something, and MNBHCtYD is the perfect example of that kind of fic done absolutely right.

Every little detail down to Kenny not having the most lavish or expensive phone in the world, to Mr. Kim’s signature dielect, to the way little things are described such as Leo’s eyelashes, everything is superb!

The characterization is the best I’ve read in a while! Leo is the sweetest boy without seeming too “uwu” or what have you, and Kenny does have that promiscuous nature fandom likes to stick on him, but that’s not all he is. He’s a dude just trying to provide for himself and his little sister who also happens to know how to have a good time. In a rebellious sense and in a dirty sense.

And the dynamic between Leo and Kenny is so!! UGH!!! I’m unwell. The dynamic is so real and convincing. I can easily put myself in Kenny or Leo’s place.

Overall, top tier fanfic. Definitely in my top five for all time favorite South Park fanfics. My favorite Bunny Fanfic thus far!! (if the author happens to stumble upon this, I will sob /pos)

(btw you’re not ready for what happens to Mr. Stotch in the middle of the story i was laughing my ass off for a solid minute and a half)

Edit: HOW COULD I FORGET!! CHEERLEADER BUTTERS!!!!!!!!!!!

#south park #sp #leopold butters stotch #kenny mccormick #sp bunny #fanfiction

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dayseternal-blog · 1 year

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saw that you saw Hamilton for the first time and couldn't help but wonder what your favorite song/s were? or maybe some songs that you would like to learn all the lyrics to?

:DDDD They toured here, and I got to see them live last, last Friday!! It was wonderful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Of course all the songs are great. Right now (subject to daily changes), my faves in order, and I'll link to yt in case you want to listen, too, right now haha:

"Dear Theodosia" - The way they are singing to their babies!!! AHHHHHHHHH. I could die. It's SO soft. and SO heartwarming. omg. I just. love love love this. the line: "You will come of age with our young nation." and "If we lay a strong enough foundation, we'll pass it on to you. We'll give the world to you, and you'll blow us all away." Seriously, is there anything more important than this 😭😭 And finding out that the original actor for Aaron Burr was praying for his yet unborn daughter when it wasn't his part to sing, and that by the end of the run, he had prayed around 500 times for her ugh 💓

"The Story of Tonight (Reprise)" - idk, no real explanation, it's just a funny, touching song. The line: "Raise a glass to freedom, something you will never see again." and John Lauren's "What are you trying to hide, Burr?" is so funny. Also, Alexander Hamilton's "Oh, shit" when he finds out that Aaron Burr is having an affair with a married woman. Just a feel-good song. Out of context, I now see that those lines don't sound funny or feel good.

"Guns and Ships" - My favorite character is the Marquis de Lafayette. I was so enthralled by the actor's charisma, I read the entire Wikipedia article on Lafayette and have been info-dumping this guy's whole life story on anyone who is a captive audience for me. Which has happened 4 times already. Did you know he was only 18-19 years old when he snuck away to America against King Louis XVI's orders because he was so sympathetic to the American cause and hungry for war glory? Did you know he was a war hero by the time he was 24? Did you know this? And Hamilton was like about the same age as him. Also did you know Lafayette picked up English fluently within a year of his travel to America? Shall I keep going? I can tell you more!

"It's Quiet Uptown" - This song gives me really emotions, I cry.

"Satisfied" - "From your sister who's always by your side." Anyone else has a loving eldest sister who's the wittiest, funniest, smartest, most charismatic in the family? 🙋🏻‍♀️ Honestly, Angelica Schuyler does NO wrong, and I am convinced based on the info in this musical that she did nothing wrong her entire life haha. Facts. Did you know she and her husband organized to help Lafayette escape from Austrian prison? (Which succeeded, except Lafayette got lost and recaptured).

"Helpless" - This song was my top fave after watching the musical. The actress sings so well. I love how absolutely gone she is in love with him, and that's basically how I aspire to write my NaruHina fics haha. This line: "I'm trying not to cry cuz there's nothing that your mind can't do." Just, the absolute faith she has in him!!! The admiration she has for his intelligence and the belief she has in his worth and capability!!! I love it.

"A Winter's Ball" - This song is very short. It also does the best job at showing that these guys were like. 19-20 years old. College age bros forreal.

"What'd I Miss" - Undeniably Thomas Jefferson has the most charisma of any character in the musical. I love the jazziness of this song, too.

"Non-Stop" - whoever said that this song is the entire musical crammed in 6 minutes is so right.

"Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story" - Since this idea is basically the theme/lesson of the musical, it left an impact on me at the live show. Also, yeah, I'm a sucker for recording generational history and making sure that the sacrifices of the past aren't forgotten.

"Cabinet Battle #1" - This rap song convinces me I would've learned better in AP Gov if this musical had been around 13 years ago.

"The Election of 1800" - Hamilton's drag of Aaron Burr is such a burn. Ouch.

"Cabinet Battle #2" - These lines: "We signed a treaty with a king whose head is now in a basket. Would you like to take it out and ask it? 'Should we honor our treaty, King Louis’ head?' 'Uh… do whatever you want, I’m super dead.'" lol, point made.

Oops, I spent like over an hour writing this post and listening to the songs. Please anon, come back and tell me your favorite songs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#anon #nice anon #nice ask #who's letting me get back on my soapbox for things that no one else cares about???!!!!!!#musicals my beloved #fun ask

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My sister and I have never had a good relationship. We are very different, and I've accepted that. I find her to be selfish, manipulative, and honestly a clone of my mother. Only helping others when other people will see her good works.

I don't get along with people like that.

Regardless, I was looking forward to being an aunt.

Last week, she sent me a TikTok essentially saying that the baby was sad that their aunt is who their aunt is and that they're stuck with her as their only aunt forever.

I tried to laugh it off, even though that was hurtful, and responded, "Watch me be her favorite family member."

Her: She don't even know you. Me: I haven't seen you flying out to visit me ever. I don't know why you're salty about me not physically being there. We FaceTime. Her: Girl I have a baby and a mortgage. Be so forreal. Me: I'm sorry, are you saying you're too poor? Not sure what that argument is. I have ALWAYS been the one to visit Tennessee. ALWAYS. Don't act like it's on me to be the only one to make the effort.

She didn't respond, and I haven't spoken to her since then. I tried to FaceTime her today, but she declined it.

I HATE that people like my mother and sister get to spin the narrative to the rest of the family about who I am. WHO ISN'T EVEN WHO I REALLY AM. They get to paint me the villain, and it breaks my heart because all I ever did was try to do better for myself. Break generational patterns of trauma. GET BETTER. And to do that, I needed to be VERY FAR away. I did it.

I'm sad for my niece to grow up in that. I'm sad I don't think I'll get the chance to be an aunt.

I called my dad today too to let him know I finished the degree and got a "real" job. He of course tells my mother everything, so within the hour, my mother had venmoed me money.

It's frustrating, because for so long, I kept telling myself I was being too sensitive, that if my mother is capable of being kind SOMETIMES that I just need to overlook her outright abuse. I'm proud of myself for finally cutting her off entirely (except the money)...

But honestly, it still breaks my heart to know I'm never going to have a family that is loving and supportive and not abusive.

Dani's family is only slightly better, but her dad is homophobic and doesn't even know we're together together.

I wish so much that I could have a loving family, and I'm sad that Dani and I don't want kids. It's for everyone's good. Like, my health can't take it, and living in LA is hard enough without kids financially.

I don't know. I need to focus on what I'm grateful for, and there's SO much of that now, but my heart still hurts and aches for a family I'll never have.

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Captains Log No. 37_February;It came & went *whoosh*

Wow, wild quick photo dump because my Aquarius Square Taurus needs to do things in order and I cant post anything else until I do something with all these pics and post this lmao.

Moo.

Gigii is my soul mate 5eva! I am so grateful because we get to connect and just vibe out being mystical dreamy souls everyday. ~ Blessed

Been leveling up the mystoryyyyy! Proud of the growth every second more people creating a business and thriving and look how good this shi looks! Lucas lameth mystory foodssss. I’m obsessed.

Valentine’s day w my boo. I was so surprised when he had me pull up because he has been spendin more time on Fivem working on his server and things. Im like woaaah when did you even have time because im always tryna get you online. I was tearin up yall. He had my name up in balloons, special trees on the property, lights and gifts, he got me some boots and set up a date doing the most Sag ass thing lmaoo base jumping and skydiving.

Sexy ass... :P

Here we are on this high ass mountain in the brick ass cold about to jump lmao. I was like only this man could get me to do this. XD

Then we played w guns :)

These pictures are not synchonized in time so yea for a brief moment in time my girl Videl (Now Valentine) was living across the street from me, It was a fun cute day we had before she had to go live with her new Soro sisters to pledge but maan it was so fun! She def deserves all the space much bigger than what she had so I dont blame her for moving AT ALL. I cant wait to see her new spot though im sad we not neighbors anymore. :(

Us and our lil ones enjoying lunch and icecreaamss XD

I do enjoy riding around the mystory south sim. So chill for me when im seshing.

Wav’s rez day was such a great time, it was all our newly made friends and we got to see who’s really down with us. Blessed & grateful!

BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY ROCKIN EVERYWHEAA!

We recorded a whole episode of meta love talks and never put it out, we had this whole idea of an event that we wanted to do that we plugged and prepared application forms for and did not go through with it. . . not yet at least! That pic is from the unaired ep. XD

Lol it be like that.

Me and mini me taking produc pictures for the new cakepops for starseeds botanica! now available on marketplace:

https://marketplace.secondlife.com/stores/138024

Super proud of being able to call this gentleman my pops, and to have spent Feb hearing some important history and lessons that are going to be ingrained in my mind and spirit forever! Carter G Woodson thank you for creating black history month for us! Bless!

PANDA PANDA! Great poet, loved hearing them spit bars on the last poetry night event. New people came up that were so good and inspiring forreal!

BHM events were amazing, tap into Meroe facebook for all the pics and updates about thaaat. Wav and my dad Ras went off and it was so heartwarming to see them working and collabing together. So much more I can say about it but words aren’t enough. Grateful, grateful. Ase.

Chillen on the farm, abundance is our birthright!

Now my life is filled with ritual iw and rl, I love starseeds botanica products. I am proud of myself for creating them. Better than I imagined and just the beginning! I got so much more to create! Inshallah

One of the most synchronistic things that happened last month, I ran into the Oatsmill sisters. I was just telling Wav days before about how I saw one of Sage’s sister’s mystory shops being advertised, I didnt realize she had sisters before then. I told him how important legacy names are in that regard, because I respect Sage as an artist, creator and businesswoman I trust her family automatically. So after having this convo I am at my favorite spot in the sandbox. I literally have this particular spot saved in my favorites... and I come back from being afk and there are the Oatsmill sisters working on things nearby me.. just randomly we were all there at the same time. I had never met them inworld until that moment. It was super magickal and we connected instantly. I got to see some cool stufss and eat chicken you know Sage can COOOK! I LOVE THEM!

Salsa nights at Teranga Absinthe lounge is a vibeee, I am super happy to have connected with these beautiful black women , feb felt like faith being restored day by day. Loved it.

#blackgirlblogger #secondlife #secondlifephotography #secondlifeblogger #secondlifeblog #ladyfoxeyhendrix #blackhistorymonth #blackavatarlife #blackblogger

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autisticstarseed · 4 years

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oh i was this close to listening to old nostalgia music that makes me cry and gave me a very real visceral mental breakdown like just last week but then i simply listened to ONE regina spektor song which got all the feelings out in a smaller way and then blasted flamingo by kero kero bonito im getting better guys

#[me relaying this to my therapist voice]#no but forreal certain songs just hold too much in them not evne in the words but in the experiences tied to them #like all the memories of being in an uncomfortable desk chair hunched at the computer in my old townhouse #facing the living room where i can see my mom babysitting that kid that lived with us for a while #that i still miss despite having a new child in my life because i feel as though she was what made me capable of this #and feeling such an emotional awakening where i realize at 11 yrs old i really am a formed person with a deeper capacity of spirit #this floods back to me when i hear papa roach - scars bc thats the song from the naruto amv i loved #or the gymnasium of my old elementary school where i spent every day for 7 years and where all us kids would huddle around #on the last day of 6th grade to watch the dvds with all our pictures and events from the year put together b4 we move on to middle school #and i got to watch my sisters whos 3 years older and sit there and watch her and her friends cry and realize im halfway there #and that comes back with 100 years - five for fighting because they used it in her montage #i dont even remember the songs they used for my dvd i remember HERS bc it was the moment i realized the rate that im GROWING #songs are powerful on their own ofc but some of them paired with the right moment just become such.... life checkpoints #and as dumb as it sounds it rly teaRS ME UP AND AS OF LATE ITS RLY BAD BC IM JUST YEARNING FOR THAT CHILDHOOD MAN #KELLY CLARKSON BREAKAWAY?? WATCHING PRINCESS DIARIES 2 AIR FOR THE FIRST TIME??#IN MY OLD ROOM? ON MY TINY ASS TV? WITH REAL CABLE? DISNEY CHANNEL? MY BARBIES LINED UP?#OWUUWUHUUGHHGHGHGJH #OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-#one of these days im gonna end up going thru my extremely old youtube favorites playlists and watching old amvs #and im gonna spiritualy collapse like this probably isnt GOOD for me why am i doIGN this but IgJGHDJFGH........#catharsis tee e m #neg/ // /

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sofialeepleasepunchme · 3 years

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somebody said something about aelwyn and adaine’s convo in calathriel tower being amazing, but, like, forreal. adaine’s panic about being captured immediately overshadowed by her worry for her sister, and 4-levels-of-exhaustion aelwyn trying her hardest to help adaine as best she can???? literal gold. my favorite thing ever is the horrible dread you feel when brennan starts repeating his sentences as aelwyn.....omfg!! it was heartbreaking and also amazing in the way he and siobhan rp-ed it so well.

#the rescuing adaine arc is soooo good honestly #aelwyn my beloved #adaine abernant #aelwyn abernant #brennan lee mulligan #siobhan thompson #fantasy high sophomore year #fantasy high #dimension 20

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blackfemmecharacterdependency · 3 years

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BFCD Reviews by Nesha: Final Space, Season 3

Everybody that know me know that I’m high class #Quillective trash and my main thoughts and feelings go out to Quinn Ergon and Gary Goodspeed - precious Gemini gems, and of course the BABIES: Little Cato, Ash and Fox #NeshaLuhDaKids I had some attachment to Avocato once upon a time, but that n***a got on my LAST nerves this season, so we currently at “Do you, Boo” status by the end of S3, and eventually, yes, I’ma get to why that is.

Disclaimer for somebody who stumbled across this post because of the fandom tags - I am an independent partaker of this content, not “part of the fandom,” and my audience in particular is NOT for everybody. SO: If you may have been criticized in the past for casual racism, tone deafness to Black women’s concerns or accused of misogynoir or antiblackness, leave now.

If you don’t like cussing, AAVE, general ratchetness and mean lesbian energy, you too might wanna go. A bitch can be eloquent, but I type like I talk, at times, so it is what it is and I don’t curate for kids, dudes, or nonblacks. That’s just what that is.

I wanna start with Ash Graven. This season is about Ash more than anybody else, despite the fact that there was a lot of emphasis on Avocato’s toxic ass man pain and growth in Quinn and Gary’s relationship, ULTIMATELY, nobody in the crew did more coming into fruition as Ash did, and I have a lot to say about her, because I have a lot of feelings.

♡ Ash Graven

1. Ash is a kid. Lol. Everybody got very confused because of the unnecessary transformation that Invictus gave her. Ash did not “grow up,” her body was altered. That’s a fuckin kid in a woman’s body. A kid who has previously been living with survivor’s guilt, parental abuse/neglect/exploitation, chronic trauma, and a disastrous superpower that most people could not be trusted to carry. She’s a child having a coming of age moment in this season that is mostly molded in manipulation. If you hate on Ash, go fuck yourself. ESPECIALLY if I’ve caught you stanning other characters who have been shit characters, in this fandom or not. Ash was dealt a shit hand and nobody had her back but her brothers, and she’s done what she could and thought was best to care for them. Anybody that missed that - just don’t have kids, K.

2. Ash has no parental guidance. As far as she knows, the only adults who have ever had her back are dead and the ones that she’s stuck with now, she GAVE a chance to try to trust them. She gave Quinn a chance to try to see some of Nightfall (the only adult that we’ve seen not exploit her) in her. She gave Gary a chance by choosing him over Clarence, when she had to make a choice. She even gave Clarence’s ass another chance - with which he responded by dying to not fail her. Now, she has Gary, who just a few days or weeks ago, idek, forced her to try to summon her powers while she was both injured and also upset over having to leave her brother behind - TO SAVE HIS GIRLFRIEND! And she got snatched away in the process and left behind with the enemy, to be mentally assaulted and returned changed, only to have them not trust her.

I love Quinn too. I love her dearly. But the facts were that she was dying and having an episode that nobody could really help with, and Gary didn’t take the time or consideration to think about the stress that he was putting on Ash by putting her in the position to make her feel like she needed to save Quinn for him. Whether or not she was the only one who could, that is a lot to put on a child, and not only did he do it, but he didn’t even seem to think that hard about it whenever he then left her ass. Sure, he was glad when she was returned, but that was a fucked up situation that yet another adult put her into, and the first thing that he should have wanted to do when seeing her was to apologize and try to make it right. It was a huge miscalculation to treat her as a potential enemy that he and Avocato needed to vet. EVEN IF that’s what she was to them, both of them should have had the sense to assess while still treating her as the kid that they supposedly knew.

3. Most of her trauma has been recent and continuous. She looked up to Nightfall, watched her die, and had a meltdown. The events from Season 2 (with Clarence almost killing Fox and leaving him to die, her leaving his side to help out, seeing that Sheryl was treacherous to her own son, losing Nightfall), and the events that are taking place in Season 3 are only in the span of a few months.

They were only stranded for a month whenever we see them surviving together. That girl has had more happen to her to hurt her than to help her and nobody around her BUT Little Cato has been sensitive to that. And they are all fucking adults.

These things being noted - changing Ash’s design was the absolute worse fucking thing. Aging a girl up to make the bad things that follow more palatable is what that seems to be. Ash is still a kid. And THEN, they allegedly made her a queer kid. I say allegedly, because that “reveal” was so poorly done and subtle and weak that I, an almost 40 year old queer, didn’t realize that that’s what they meant whenever they said that they were gonna reveal somebody as a character who is part of the LGBT community.

So... FS production just gon’ decide not only to transform her body into that of a woman, when her mind is still full on traumatized child and hormonal teenager, but also, she likes girls, and they didn’t even do it in a cohesive way that added to the story. They threw it in, like, “BTW, she likes girls, and also, she’s full grown now.” then immediately went for the “Villain” lever, and bitches just ate that shit up. Fuck y’all, forreal.

& Fox

He didn’t deserve that shit. And, I know a lot of people felt that he was pointless and boring, but his ass was sweet and caring and searching for love and acceptance. As a background character, I liked him. But, he was literally just fodder for Ash’s downfall, which was unfair and problematic, considering that his ass is definitely Black coded. Don’t play. He was voiced by a Black man, spoke with a blaccent, and definitely would be read as Black if you wasn’t looking at him and seeing an alien. They gave him a sacrificial negro trope, the big friendly negro that can kill you but loves everybody trope, and they used his death to just push some narrative forward to set up the one verified queer character as a villain. They got they ass in a vehicle and rolled right over another Black character, and another queer character. Chile...

♡ Little Cato!!!

My precious have not been getting some good for too long, and I have had it. He’s not focused on so much this season as he is in the background of other people’s stories, but a very important takeaway is and will always be that Little Cato, aside from Fox, really was the only one here who consistently treated her like she mattered, so it made a lot of sense that he could be the catalyst for her finally having ENOUGH with these people.

I really wish that he could have found out the truth about his past from Avocato, because that’s really who OWED him that truth, but Ash did the thing that I’d expect and told him, to be honest with him. She even told him that Avocato wanted to tell him and that she took that right away from him, because she didn’t believe he deserved it, and I’m respecting her for that, too. I wish she could see how much it hurt Little Cato for her to try to take him away from his home.

Little Cato has lived before, for a while, and he’s not mature enough to behave as a man, but he at least has a loving foundation to draw from, and having had that support, this is more of his home than it is Ash’s. He doesn’t know how to explain that to her, and she doesn’t know how to understand that for him. Just a tragic situation for two kids with a lot of problems.

♡ Quinn Ergon & Gary Goodspeed

Quinnary notes that might not be featured in the BFCD Reviews by Nesha: (Quinn Ergon/Nightfall x Gary Goodspeed) rundown -

I've had two favorite parts of this season so far and they're very mediocre things that you wouldn't think would be like my favorite part but they are. One of them was that the first thing Gary does when she wakes up is to ask her about her sister (someone obviously very important to her who he's previously promised to allow to let live through Quinn's memory and says he wants to hear about her when he's trying to keep Quinn from dying). Because... He really did care and wasn't just saying something to keep her.

Quinn's mother fucked her up in a way that is so frustrating because Black mamas really will traumatize you about their younger kids. That shit hurt. You showed your daughter dead bodies to make her think about that in the event that your other daughter might be in battle? Bitch wtf

Whenever we say that Black girls are programmed to put everybody ahead of us, that's unfortunately not just including Society, it's in households too. And Quinn comes from this place where that is her reality... Then she meets Gary and he doesn't even register for her as anything special. He doesn't appear impressive or incredible in any way... But he (admittedly) weirdly locks on to her and shares himself - thinking that he's showing himself to her, and ultimately he DOES. And he wants to see her too, beyond all this, who she is, at her most humane. He wants to know about her sister. About someone who mattered to her enough to have the helm of her trauma when she was out of touch with reality. Very soft. Very sweet.

The other was when they were talking about how they met and stuff and Gary absolutely cringed thinking about how corny he was when he approached this woman. A lot of dudes never do that. The complaint of earlier seasons that Gary was overbearing, obsessive and creepy , if you missed the fact that he has terrible abandonment issues from his father’s death and his mother’s rejection, here we have him, in his adult state, looking back at the way he was and being embarrassed about it, and that’s growth!

A close third is whenever at the beginning of the Season he says "Quinn it's been a month eventually you have to open up to me about what you've been through" and she says "I will in time" and he respects it but he reiterates that he's there whenever she needs him. I don't think that people realize how revolutionary that kind of statement is especially for a character like Quinn to hear - who has always felt like she had to take charge, had to take the lead, had to make the sacrifice.

Even when she realized that she was dying, she didn't want to burden him with the information. Not even like ‘a thing that she knew if that could help prevent it and she didn't want him to have to go after it,’ but... she didn't even want him to have to deal with knowing about it!

Maybe she thought that she would just drop, maybe she didn't realize that he was going to have to see her in that condition. And then once she realized that he was going to have to see her in that condition one of the first things she says is "I should have told you." Girl is on her deathbed wishing she had done it differently, for Gary's benefit.

I saw somebody on Twitter tried to come for her about not going to Gary after he killed Fox (you know, shortly after her surgery to save her from the very brink of death, and listen... Quinn comes to see about Gary when she can. She’s done it several times. In fact, I’ma make a whole POST about Quinn and Gary moments SPECIFICALLY to point out to haters in the main tag - where they got Quinn Ergon, and by extension, me, FUCKED UP.

Stop Playing in Quinn Face

HI! HELLO. ACTUALLY MY FAVORITE PART OF THIS SEASON IS THAT QUINN AND GARY JUST FUCKED. THANK YOU VERY MUCH. THANKS. OK. Back 2 bidness

See.. after Gary and Quinn got over the humps of Quinn’s Final Space poisoning... everyone got it... nobody told her until Avocato was mad and told her during a lash out, and let me say something about Avocato’s fucking audacity this season...

♡ Avocato (Note: His name is A-V-O-C-A-T-O. Some of y’all be tryna stan and y’all can’t even spell his name.)

I done seent Avacata, Avocata... That’s not that dude name. Be writing whole ass expositions about some other Ventrexian n*gga. Hope this helps:

AVOCATO. Listen, boy. YOU decided to be a traitor to your people and your king and queen. YOU decided to dedicate your cause to the Lord Commander and lied to your son his entire life about killing his parents, raising him, and never talking to him about it.

Yet and STILL - whenever you had the chance to finally tell him, you ain’t do the shit. Lord Commander gave you the perfect ass opportunity - WHEN IT CAME UP, and even then, with that boy looking you dead in the face and being glad that now he knows everything... you ain’t Ventrexian man up.

Then, whenever you were supposed to be checking on Gary after his traumatic murder fight with Fox and Invictus, you turned it around and literally made it about you. attacking him in the process and only after a physical fight did you apologize. (And y’all still didn’t get back to what had happened to Gary, which was no real fault of his own).

Fast forward to after you willingly agreed to stay behind and fight and y’all lost. Now, it was Quinn’s turn to be the center of your blame and you lashed out at her because everybody is dying, despite the fact that y’all agreed to stay behind and fight, nobody even told her that y’all were sick, AND you still wasn’t 100 with Little Cato.

You just had a lot of mothafuckin audacity this season, Avocato, and I personally was not here for the shit. Even when Ash blasted yo ass, your main thought was to threaten to kill her if she took Little Cato, instead of assuring her that despite what you’ve done, Little Cato was safe with you. No, she wouldn’t have listened to you. But, the words you chose tell us about who you are and how you are. You a war mongering killer that don’t ever take responsibility for his shit, and even in those brief moments that you do, its always somebody else’s problem.

I’da thunk that LC getting snatched away would be humbling for you, but I guess you were chosen by the writers for minimal growth. Bye, Avocato. Witcha bitch ass. We is not cool right now, but you do you. Hope you find some growth up there in ya ass, where ya head been. 😁 Can’t believe I mourned yo ass. You coulda stayed dead as hell.

FINALE NOTES:

OK BITCH OK THIS FINALE WAS HYPE!

Let me pull it up so that I can liveblog it for the shit that I need to conclude this journey.

We start out after Ash done took Little Cato and burnt off. Gary and AVOCATO done said they finna go get they son. Chile, I cannot handle Biskit voice. I like that lil’ dude but ya voice, Mane. I can’t with it.

OK OK OK... Whenever Quinn comes up to Gary to talk to him and say potential goodbyes, she look like she wanna say some and that makes me think about whenever she looked like she wanted to say something in season 1 and didn’t. Quinn as grown a lot in her feelings for Gary, but she still has that hard time with talking about her feelings, but I love that you can see them in her face.

Chile... these folk was kinda taking they time gettin started, huh? Knuckas, do y’all remember that everybody finna die of FS poisoning? Lol. Also... why didn’t they start hallucinating and shit? I guess its not until it covers ya face?

NIGHTFALL. 😥 I love you, Sis. I miss you. But, “Because I’m you and WE think of everything...” YES. I HAVE BEEN SAYING THAT! EVERYBODY EXPECTS QUINN TO THINK OF EVERYTHING AND WHENEVER THEY DON’T THINK OF THE THINGS, SHE GETS BLAMED FOR MAKING THE TOUGH DECISIONS THAT NOBODY ELSE COULD EVEN MAKE. Underappreciated, really. And people still mark Nightfall as a villain, despite the fact that she not only sacrificed herself, but also came specifically to help another Gary. Sidenote - Nightfall didn’t actually pursuit Quinn’s Gary until Quinn was trapped in Final Space and she thought she got a signal from him. So, I’m still salty AF that she been labelled as a villain just because people don’t like her, when her actions have all been to try to help. Here is no difference. She thought of the things that she didn’t think a younger version of her would think of, and left it for Quinn to find. Nightfall be on RNS, and most of y’all didn’t deserve her.

Quinn’s identity crisis is so sad, but I liked that Nightfall EVEN thought about that. And Sheryl... you kinda starting to grow on me. I hate to give shitty mothers who find compassion in old chance a try, but she do seem to really be giving it a go.

Ash is so fucked up that she rushes right into the devil’s arms. This reminds me of when trafficking victims go back to their abusers because they don’t have the resources to adjust in the system. 😪 She REALLY believes what she’s saying. She really feels like Little Cato is safer with Invictus with the Team Squad. That’s sad as fuck, bruh.

THE. ACTING. AND. ARTWORK. IN. THIS. CONFRONTATION. SCENE.

Avocato... I’m proud of you for FINALLY taking responsibility ad opening up about it. Little Cato’s reaction is precisely how kids in the system are, as well. They wanna be at home with their parents, no matter who their parents are or what they’ve done. and Avocato meant what he said and did what I referred to earlier as “Ventraxian man up.”

“I’m sorry we failed you,” from Gary was so important. Because, they technically did fail her. Had Ash seen the same amount of love from Gary as she’s seen him give to others, she might have been more receptive to the truth and less susceptible to lies. But, as she had just said earlier, it was too late for kind words. She’s currently beyond accepting them from him. For a brief moment, it breaks through, but without that ability to know love from an adult properly, she can’t accept that apology right now.

H.U.E. with his big robot, Lord Commander...EYE. There’s so much happening right now bitch processing has left the room girl. Biskit did so damn much this episode. And it was good to see everybody on the team have a moment to help things, instead of like one person having to handle the bulk of things.

Quinn’s begging voice... its such a contrast from whenever she sent out the SOS in season 1 and was afraid and angry. Like... the desperation here shows her softness.

Ash’s RAGE Bitch...

Gary’s “I love you...” She looked so happy! And then she just sat with it. I feel like she definitely loves him too, but she doesn’t communicate that way. But, her FACE. She was just... did she think that he didn’t before, or was she just speechless because she didn’t expect to hear it? Because, we gotta be real... Sis probably has not ever heard those words from anybody before. And that first time, when it’s really there is a DOOZIE. She had an abusive mother, a seemingly jealous or competitive sister, and we saw how nobody in the Infinity Guard respected her ass when she was serving them the real. I think this is the first time she’s been in love or felt it and when Gary said it, she had to collect herself. The way she ran to him and jumped into his arms??? SHIPPING CRACK. And Mooncake was a part of their hug too. I have a lot of feelings about this dynamic since Quinn and Mooncake are the only characters that we’ve seen Gary have these “love at first sight” reactions to and Mooncake is the first character that I recall Quinn being nice to in S1.

So.. my heart was very full when they ripped it from my chest moments later. Mooncake has been watching Team Squad members be self sacrificing for a little while now, and he loves his family and Gary so much that he rushes straight towards danger. (Sure, I don’t think that he estimated how powerful Ash could be at this moment), but he had to at least consider that he might be caught or left behind.

Bitch, Ash is GONE. She said, “Fuck all y’all!” Not knowing whether or not Mooncake is destroyed makes it very hard for me to know how much I can stand this, but I also want to hope that he is gonna survive. Quinn having to make the decision to lightfold is hella sad, but even though Gary is destroyed, he has to know that this is exactly how Ash must’ve felt whenever he had to make the call to leave Fox behind. She hated to do that to Gary. She even seemed more regretful about it than Gary did whenever he had to leave Fox and when he left Ash. Sure, its because she loves him more than he loved Fox and Ash, but its a terrible position to be in to have to hurt somebody you love like that. On the other hand, they gave her hella shit for them not escaping when could have the first time, so naturally, she was going to make this decision.

It very much sucks that Invictus is free and my brain can’t eeem FATHOM what that means for everything and everybody, but the Final Space poisoning left the Team Squad’s system, so maybe there is a rejuvenation of some sort in Invictus’ power? Or does Final Space poisoning leave your system as soon as you leave Final Space? I don’t think that was clarified.

Anyways, I still don’t hate Ash. Y’all can say whatever about it, but I see sad white boys get forgiven all day every day on this site, and I’m upset, but I’m not letting my baby go. I’m not cheering her on, but unless she dies, I’m gonna hope for the best for her, like I said here.

DAMN this season was some shit. Ionknow if I’m emotionally capable of watching another season of Final Space in progress. If they make it back for another season, I will most likely just wait until the end to dive in and let them shock my senses all at once instead of on a weekly goddamn basis, because GODDAMN GODDAMN GODDDAMN!

@andromidagalaxie @daintyurbanprincess @shslargue @space-finally The Quinnary Moments Masterlist probably won’t be ready by Quinn’s birthday, since her birthday is the day before Juneteenth, but I’ve started on a little fic that I might have the first installment of posted by then. We shall see.

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Here is my JOURNEY during my first watch of the first two seasons of the show. (I watched Season 3 in progress and waited until it was over to write up this review) and my probably incoherent tag of whenever I do me a lil’ liveblogging: Nesha Watches Final Space, and here is my review on Quinnary: BFCD Reviews by Nesha: (Quinn Ergon/Nightfall x Gary Goodspeed) FINAL SPACE

#Final Space #BFCD Reviews by Nesha #Nesha Watches Final Space #Nesha Watches #Quinn Ergon #Quinn Ergon commentary #Final Space season 3 #Final Space spoilers #long post

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my mom wont let me get anymore monster :\

pairing: billy lenz x reader

aha, part two of that last one. also im not very good at part 2s if you can't already tell, anywas for uhhhhh @walt25 this is for u chief

also sorry again if i butchered his fucking uhh personality, its how i now write him lmfao,,, him talking in fucking..... 3rd pov hehe.

requests open....,,,, pleaase,,,,, request a slasher... ...

also michael x reader and jason x reader fics coming soon lmfao.

You had to be an absolute fucking idiot to not notice the signs.

I mean - you didn't notice it at first, because you are an absolute fucking idiot - but then you actually saw something - someone, rummaging around in the fridge.

Like any normal - sane person would, you quickly retreat to your room after seeing an unknown man in the kitchen. An actual man with frizzy untamed hair and all-black clothing, save for a dark green sweater. Did he even have shoes on? You didn't really care enough to actually stay and analyze the man.

Again, like any normal, sane person would do, you call the police. You didn't recognize the large body to be anybody of Kappa-Sig, so you immediately dialed the number of emergency - ahaha, just kidding!! You aren’t a fucking normal and sane person! What you do is actually get a camera and step out of your room.

Stepping down the stairs quietly in your socked feet - avoiding the creaky stairs.

Ah, but alas. Once you peek into the kitchen, the male was gone. You drop your camera - screeching in pain as the fucking thing lads on your goddamned foot. "FUCK!" You cried out, crouching and dropping to sit on your bottom.

The other girls were at school that day - some had free periods and doing whatever. You skipped. Knowing you would have to pay something to someone for skipping a singular day.

Later that same day - The Moaner called, shortly after you falling on your ass. You immediately crawled towards the front door and picked up the phone.

The conversation went something like this;

"what did you do to the baby, billy?"

"yeah what'd you do to the fucking baby, billy."

"where's anges, billy..?"

"ayo, wheres anges?! WHO THE FUCK IS ANGES??? you been cheating on me billy?? oh wait if you're mocking a voice of one of your parents - maybe even a babysitter or guardian. then.. anges is your sister. or friend?? dude o-m-g what im like, a detective doin' some detective work n' shit."

"y/n.. where's billy?" he asked in that wailing.. high-pitched voice.

"oh shit, you know my name? ion know bro.. wheres billy? wheres billy..?!" You repeat.

"billy knows what you did last night..." He spits into the phone. "pretty pink cunt. pretty cunt. pretty pretty pretty pretty..."

Anyways. You had called him a little bitch and he hung up. You guess if Billy really did know what you did, he would've had to be there to see it. Somewhere. LATER THAT DAY - Present time.

You had a little alone time despite being alone the entire day. you catch my drift?

You cleaned yourself up and had disposed of the towel you placed under yourself, not wanting to dirty or piss accidentally on your bed.

Soon, you were drawing on the floor, fucking around with waterpaints - when the goddamned phone rang. A string of curses fall from your lips.

As you took a single step outside your room, the ringing stopped for one moment, before starting up again.

Quickly, you step out fully and jogged down the hallway. Peering down the stairs to see a - well. That figure from earlier - from the kitchen. You take two steps down the stairs.

"AYO?" You shout, immediately putting up your defences. "you know, ive read about this somewhere." You narrow your eyes, squinting at the male.

"ayo - ayo chill." You take a stumbling step backwards as he twitched, falling onto your ass, your ankle rolling. You curse before peeking up -

"Oh FUCK - oh FUCK??" You realize, he was halfway up the stairs. Oh my fucking god, where were the goddamned other girls. School still? What time was it? Fuck you don't know.

"Billy.. Billy likes you. Billy likes pretty piggy. Pretty p - piggy cunt." He spits out the last letter.

"You know what Billy. I like you too. You're pretty chill." You let him come closer, dominate hand clenched in a fist by your side. You let him take a few steps closer. The deranged male looms over you. His peach.. sickly yellow skin. Crazy brown eyes peer into your own.

"billy knows what you're doing. billy doesn't like it."

You sweat under the pressure. "What the fuck - ?" You let the curse slip past by your lips as the male falls onto you. You scream in surprise as the male practically dry humps against your hips slowly.

Pushing him away, you hear the front door open.

"Y/n!" You recognize the voice as Barb. The male glares angrily into your eyes, a warning for something, then scrambled off you and quietly scuttles down the hallway. You wonder where he goes.

"Dude!" You shout out from the floor, before pushing yourself up. "Holy shit you would not believe what happened - " You pause immediately. You were sure he could hear you. You change the subject.

"Bro nevermind i’m going to sleep again don’t fucking bother me!"

"I'll tell the other girls then!" Barb called back. You see her wave lazily before she leaves your line of view.

You scrambled down the hallway, to your room.

Where this little goddamned fuck was fucking with your water paints. Once you had entered the room, his attention was solely on your figure.

"OI!" You whisper-shout. His eyebrows jump up in confusion. "Stop fucking with that!"

Billy leaps away, onto your bed. He bounces for a few moments before you drag your attention back to your paints. You immediately began to clean up.

Once finished, you turn your bitch-ass attention to little Billy.

“Billy. How’d you get in the house fool? Oh wait, if you were actually forreal rummaging through out fucking fridge then.. do you live here?”

“billy’s been here forever. billy doesn’t like sharing his house. billy likes you.”

“damn lmao. thanks chief. anyways don’t kill me or ill fucking fuck you over from the other side.”

“billy likes pretty piggy.” he said ferociously.

“cool. anyways,”

you begin to ramble on to the male, asking him questions here and there about why he was there and why the fuck didn’t he kill you, you got the same answers as before, going on and on as you lie next to the seated, criss-crossed legged male, an arm behind your head as you tell him about your favorite shit to do and such.

Soon, it was okay. Billy was chill enough to actually not kill you, he told you in broken words that he lived there like he fucking said before but you don’t listen lmfao, he had hung around you alot when you had gotten home from your classes, sometimes waking up to the male besides you when you wake - you had caught him watching you shower, and offered him a shower as well. With no hesitation, he stripped and hopped it, immediately groping your body as his tongue licked upon the skin on your neck. It was a weird - sexual yet friendly relationship. You literally had no idea where this was gonna go,

#slasher x reader #slasherslikebeetroot #billy lenz x y/n #slashers x reader #billy lenz x you #billy lenz x reader #billy the moaner x reader #billy the moaner #black christmas

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