#no but 28 is a fucking masterpiece

[tayfabe75]

hi. Hope all is ok. Was wondering if you think there will be a reveal soon since The 1975 tour will end on Sunday or do you think it will be it later

Hello again! Yes, all is okay! Just needed a bit of a break. Regular antics will resume (as time allows). But thank you for thinking of me!

Now, I don't know exactly when you asked this, but as you know by now, tour has ended and… nothin'! But I believe that Matty and Taylor are supposed to appear as though they've completely moved on from each other leading into the release of TTPD. Not to mention, it would be very jarring if she up and dumped her current partner for Somebody Else. I think we've seen that film before... lol

Here's my thinking: Taylor says her favorite stories are ones with a moral lesson. Combine that with one of my favorite quotes of hers:

"People often greatly underestimate me on how much I'll inconvenience myself to prove a point."

And I'm guessing that's exactly what we're in store for with TTPD. That it's going to express her heartbreak over the unsolicited and inappropriate "intervention" regarding her love life last May. What's actually hysterical to me is that fans seem to think that Taylor, who was notoriously "cancelled" in 2016 and has spoken at length about how difficult it was for her, would somehow applaud the same treatment of Matty. Anyway.

So, rumor has it that Matty pulled an "Irish exit", leaving Taylor without warning - so says DM, anyway, which I strongly urge everyone's skepticism of... but if we take that as part of a purposely constructed narrative, then that… sounds an awful lot like 'Cardigan', doesn't it? "Leavin' like a father, running like water". And even 'Question...?': "Did you leave her house in the middle of the night?" Curious!

Since predicting dates is seldom a worthwhile endeavor… I'll redirect your focus from a "reveal", instead, to TTPD! The album is fast approaching, and I suspect it will provide some insight, and perhaps it will answer questions regarding Matty and what happened there. (Conversely, I hope it brings a whole lot of confusion to anyone who disregarded Matty as someone who meant a lot to Taylor simply because it was trendy to hate him). But if I'm dead wrong and find my expectations totally subverted by TTPD, well, it's still a fucking Taylor Swift album so it's already a guaranteed banger, ain't it? lol

Beyond that, Taylor's back on tour soon - in Paris, no less! I'll be paying attention to her surprise songs, hopefully we get more illuminating mashups! And there's at least a 1% chance the boys drop something DLID-related this year, right? Right? ...RIGHT? 😭

#answered #tatty #maylor #taylor x matty #speculation: ttpd #no but 28 is a fucking masterpiece #this might be a good time to remind y'all that 28 has lyrics #go search up 28 live at the rock garden on youtube #but don't expect to understand much lol

[captainshadowshifter]

Me, when @kiwipikazz comes home and walks in front of the fan:

#no no fr i said 'blocking the fan will result in no more relationship :)' #joking. of course. i love them very much. #however the counterpoint is that it is like. 28°c outside? IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING NIGHT???? #and somehow our flat is HOTTER than that????? #feels it anyway- #so obvs the fan is a fucking GODSEND. it is my best friend (it also has a sticky label that says fuck on it. its truly a masterpiece.) #i also had to spend a solid like. 6hrs in the kitchen at work today. i need fan. #its literally so hot ive been getting the bus to work instead of walking. #ME. who will gladly (and enjoyably) walk 2.2 MILES up HILLS do a 12hr shift and then walk BACK. #its too hot for that 😭 #anyway. fan.

[h4m1lt0ns]

HEARTBREAK SYNDROME.

episode eight :: GOOD DAYS

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ pairing ︴max verstappen x ex!y/n (barely), multiple x y/n

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ genre ︴social media au

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ summary ﹔it’s a good day to be y/n, to be a y/n stan and a red bull hater.

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ face claim ﹔ wonyoung jang (28)

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ warnings ﹕ hot dilfs, none.

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y/n singapore gp ft. george stealing my phone and queen alexandra doing god’s work 😮‍💨

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y/n ‘is there someone else/starry eyes’ 🎬 mv & behind the scenes are both out now 💐 had the absolute pleasure and honour of working with my closest best friends and literal soulmates on this one and they looked like princesses ⭐️💗 can’t be happier than this 🫧 love u to death!!! directed by me btw >:)

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[waterloggedsoliloquy]

mutual 1: sorry the update for my webcomic this week is a bit late! i really had to rush it so it prolly looks really sloppy lol [some of the most sophisticated comic art ive ever seen]

mutual 2: call me uterine lining the way astarions cervix got me bleeding profusely

mutual 3: do you think nanowrimo will give me a posthumous pity publishing deal if i mention it in my suicide note

mutual 4: okay fine i finally started revolutionary girl utena

mutual 5: does columbo know the service he did for butch lesbians. for all of us

mutual 6: wish you were here [blurry picture set of conifer woods in early autumn evening, taken as if frantically running down a winding trail]

mutual 4: im pretty hardy i dont need the trigger list but thanks for looking out for me guys

mutual 7: good morning lovelies another day the wizard tried to best me and another day i successfully locked him in the spare bathroom lol hope u like drinking shampoo fucker

mutual 8: here is a zip of every yuri manga scan i have and here is a backup in case i get dcma'd. the himejoshi lifestyle will never die

mutual 9: i wish i could go back in time to the shinzo abe assassination and ask to hold the doohickey

mutual 10: here's my essay on how wanting to be loved is the same as wanting to be eaten. three paragraphs in you'll find out that this is 100% tied to an obscure beauty and the beast manga i've been reading lately and how much i want to fuck the beast

mutual 4: oh thats why there was the trigger list.

mutual 11: YOU CAN'T LOCK ME IN THIS BATHROOM FOREVER

mutual 12: why do i have to defend my thesis to people i dont even respect. im not dickriding you just give me the degree

mutual 13: its just me and this scab ive picked into my scalp against the world

mutual 14: my little dragon got glazed and is ready to go into the kiln! everyone wish him good luck!

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mutual 4: i just finished the black rose arc. question: what

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mutual 20: visited the ocean today!!! <3 beach pics!!! there is a darkness growing within me

mutual 21: the forms for my legal name change came in. pls vote in this poll of what my middle name should be: Dill Pickle (Dickle for short), Optimus Prime, Tumblr User Gorgonicteratologist, Smeve

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[fueledbysano]

what fragrances I think tokyo revengers characters wear

so if yall wanna smell your mans go sniff this at your local store. also most of these are unisex! u can do ur research and get them for yourself or a similar one!

♱ ft: Mikey, Shinichiro, Izana, Rindou, Sanzu, Ran, Inui, Koko, Taiju.

♱ a/n: just my opinion as a fragrance connoisseur. bc my flight is delayed and I wanted to pass time. also I was in the middle of writing if then chapter 12 when this came in mind so watch out for that too. also, if u want other characters just suggest them. I need something to work on while on the flight anyways.

Mikey - Straight to Heaven by Kilian

you will audibly moan when you get a whiff of this. very mysterious, dark, and elegant. it's sweet, boozy, and very commanding. hell, I think this was made FOR HIM. literally straight out of heaven. and i think it really adds to his attractiveness and vibe. it stays on his skin when you're cuddling after sex. which eventually, lingers on yours too which will stay for hours, reminding you of the intense night you had together.

Shinichiro - TABAC 28 by Le Labo

might have a bit of a bias because I wear Le Labo too but THIS. when I first smelled this, he's the first man that came in mind. it's super musky, has tobacco notes, and overall smells very fresh and comforting. really gives off the good bad boy vibe. he wears an extra spray when you cuddle so it lingers on you too and let the others know that you're his, without speaking a word.

Izana - NAXOS by XerJoff

this scent is so intoxicating, I'm telling you. almost seductive, if you'd ask me. it's bright, sparkly, and warm. it's a little lavender citrusy, dominated by honey, vanilla, and some sweet tobacco. and it's unisex too! much like Izana, it's inviting, unique, and unforgettable. When he leaves, he sprays it to your clothes as a reminder that he's not so far away.

Sanzu - Bergamote 22 by Le Labo

another Le Labo man. LISTEN— he's arguably the most difficult one to assign a particular scent to. I thought of Suavage, Eros, and a lot more very manly scents. While I very much think that he wears those, I think this is his signature scent. Very androgynous, fresh, and expensive. It is fruity and musky in scent. smells like your boyfriend who drives an expensive car and lets you be the passenger princess.

Rindou - Jean Paul Gaultier Ultra Male

it's very bright and sweet— minty, pear-y, a little musky, and vanilla in scent. youthful and fresh. I heard that it is amazing for clubbing, perfect for Rindou who owns the club. he sprays it on you on club dates to note to everyone that you are untouchable and taken by him.

Ran - YSL Y La Parfum

we all know that Ran loves Mont Blanc and YSL. But I think he wears scents from the latter one. Now this man knows his fragrances. He has a big collection and probably wears them in layers too. But when I think of a YSL scent that screams Ran Haitani, it's the LP. It's seductive, sweet, and dark. It's fruity, sage-y, and powdery, in a way that it smells manly. and I read somewhere that this scent attracts the women; but that isn't his goal when he already has you, smugly watching the girls who turn their heads to follow that sexy scent only to discover that his arm is already linked with yours.

Koko - Fucking Fabulous by Tom Ford

Koko is in fact, fucking fabulous. this fragrance is so expensive-smelling (and literally so expensive), which is his brand. and yes, it's a unisex scent. It's lavender, leather, and vanilla in fragrance— a beautifully formulated combination of sweetness and musk which is a masterpiece. I just know that Koko is a fragrance man too and this is his signature. He does not gatekeep and gets you a bottle so you can turn heads together.

Koko - Santal 33 by Le Labo

okay, fine. maybe there is a bias but Le Labo is just the goat when it comes to unisex fragrances which I think would be Inui's preference. I personally wear this scent. It smells like an expensive hotel. it is musky, powdery, and woody in scent. It's comforting, calming, but strong. Inui also dresses well so this really compliments his overall style. when you ride his motorcycle, you always get a whiff of it and Inui could tell from how much you cling onto him and rest your chin on his shoulder. and he thinks it's adorable.

Taiju - Gentle Fluidity Silver by Maison Francis Kurkdjian

SO SEXY. fresh, crisp, and sophisticated. while it may seem like it's a manly scent, it's unisex. people on the internet like to describe it's scent as young, sexy ceo vibes and I couldn't agree more. I think Taiju would go for this instead of smelling like every other mothefucker in the streets. He sprays it in your car too so you are reminded of his presence, and whoever dares to get in it.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #mikey x reader #shinichiro x reader #izana x reader #sanzu x reader #rindou x reader #ran x reader #koko x reader #inui x reader #taiju x reader #tokyo revengers headcanon #tokyo revengers headcanons

[avastrasposts]

The Pilot and his Girl - ch. 28**

Sorry for the slight delay in this chapter, it's a bit of a "travel" chapter and although I had a couple of scenes I wanted to add, the rest of the chapter just didn't flow. But here it is, finally!

Series Master List

Chapter 29 - Warnings have their own post - Word count: 6.9k

The weather outside the school is a crisp, early fall day, and as you all make your way towards the interstate heading north you relish being away from the city again. The route chosen takes you away from suburban areas as much as possible so for hours you walk through green fields and patches of forest where the leaves have started changing color. It’s like a picturesque fall hike, except all seven of you are armed, guns ready, and walking with your heads on swivels.

Pope’s taken the lead, Joel behind him, not willing to let Pope be all in command. Frankie and you follow Joel, and Tommy brings up the rear behind Will and Benny. By midday you’ve covered a lot of ground and take a break by a small lake. You gratefully sink down onto the ground with your back against a log. The ache in your shoulder is a dull throb and you’re trying to get by without any more painkillers. 

“Just take the damn pills, cariño,” Frankie says when you shake your head. 

“We don’t have that many left, what if we need them for something more serious?” you object and he raises his eyebrows. 

“You can be all brave and stoic when we’re inside a QZ, out here I need you to be as good as you can be with that shoulder.” He holds the pills out again, along with his canteen and you accept them. 

“ ‘Stoic’, big word there, Frankie’,” you tease him as he watches you swallow the pills. 

“The Gladiator film,” he says, grinning, “Marcus Aurelius was a stoic philosopher.” 

“How do you even remember that?” you ask incredulously and Frankie gives you a crooked smile as he sits down next to you. 

“I’ve watched that film like thirty times.”

“Director’s cut with commentary,” Benny chips in, grinning as he sits down on the other side of you. “He was obsessed!”

“How did I not know about this obsession?” you ask, laughing as Frankie reaches across and slaps Benny’s cap off. 

“It’s a masterpiece, and the Academy agrees with me because it got an Oscar for Best Film and-,” Frankie says. 

“No it didn’t, Erin Brockowich won the Oscar for Best Film that year,” Benny interrupts, “I remember Julia Roberts on stage.” 

“Erin Brockowich didn’t win an Oscar for Best Film!” Frankie protest, “Are you out of your fucking mind?!” 

“No, you’re out of your mind if you think Gladiator beat Erin Brockowich, that film was awesome!” 

“It was alright, but it did not win an fucking Oscar for Best Film!” Frankie throws his hands up, “I can’t fucking believe you, Benny, you’re delusional!” 

“Russel Crowe won an Oscar for Best Actor, I’ll give you that, he was awesome. ‘What we fight in life, dies in eternity!’ “ Benny quotes in his best Russel Crowe impersonation. 

“Jesus, Benny, that’s not even the quote!” Frankie sighs with a roll of his eyes as you chuckle. 

“If we had a smartphone with an internet connection, I’d solve this straight away,” you say, giving Frankie a calming pat on his thigh. “But you’ll just have to hope we find a library with an encyclopedia.”

“I’m telling you, Erin Brockowich won an Oscar for Best Film, Frankie!” Benny says and Frankie mumbles something undoubtedly rude in Spanish and pushes himself up. 

“I’m gonna get some lunch, I’ll get you a bowl too, cariño.” With a scowl at Benny he stalks off and you can’t help but smile at the mundane argument between the two men. Benny leans over and chuckles. 

“I totally know Gladiator won the Oscar for Best FIlm, but I just love winding him up.” 

“Benjamin Miller, you are a nuisance!” you laugh as Benny grins and digs into his own lunch. 

You continue on after lunch, until darkness starts to settle. You find a farmstead on the outskirts of a small town and once it’s cleared you all settle down for the night. You’re excused from the watch rosta again and sleep through the night while the guys take turns standing guard. You wake up early again, Frankie had the second to last watch and he’s sleeping soundly, his arm thrown over your waist. He stirs as you shift under him, mumbling in his sleep, and you press a kiss to his forehead, making his lips curl in a drowsy smile. 

“Go back to sleep, Frankie,” you whisper, and as you pull on your boots, you hear his soft snores start back up. 

Joel has the last watch tonight and you find him pacing the yard in front of the farm house, turning as you step through the door. 

“Morning,” you say, sitting down on the porch steps as he turns back towards the yard. 

“Mornin’ “ 

“Quiet night?” you ask, looking out over the field beyond the farmstead as Joel turns and paces back across the yard again. 

“No one came near us but a few groups of infected moving south in the distance,” he replies, turning and coming back towards you again. He stops and looks down at you, his brow furrowed, looking like he has something on his mind. You wait, looking up at him as his jaw ticks. 

“Frankie’s girl,” he says eventually, “Tommy told me. I’m sorry.” His voice is gruff, his eyes not meeting yours, instead scanning the sides of the building. 

“Thanks,” you say, “Tommy told me about Sarah, I’m really sorry too, Lucía loved her.” 

“Yeah.” He stands still for a beat before he turns and paces back across the yard, stopping at the last building and looking out over the fields. 

You remain on the porch, watching his rigid posture, but he doesn’t turn and come back and eventually you hear people moving inside the house and you get up to help with breakfast, leaving him to his vigil. 

You made good time yesterday, Pope shows you on the map how far you’ve come. 

“We should make it to the Boston QZ before nightfall, but it’ll be slower going today since we’re moving through populated areas,” he says, his finger tracing a line across the map. 

“More people, more infected,” you sigh, accepting your backpack from Frankie as he comes over. 

“Yeah, we need to be on our toes today,” Pope agrees, “But, there’s seven of us, I’d think twice before I mess with an armed group that large.” 

“Let’s hope you’re right, Pope,” Will says, scanning the map next to you, “Let’s head out.” 

Pope was right about it being slower going. Only a few miles from the farmstead the suburbs begin, a massive sprawl all around the greater Boston area. The six men quickly fall into a familiar pattern of tactical advancement, you stay close to Frankie, as two men move forwards, covered by the other four, repeating as you move through the neighborhoods. Eventually you leave the suburbs behind and move into Boston, heading towards North End where the QZ is supposed to be located. 

As you’re moving across a large street, you and Frankie in front, you suddenly hear a desperate call for help. Frankie immediately holds up his hand to halt the others, Joel moving up next to you. The call is coming from a side street just up ahead and carefully the three of you move forward, the other four covering your backs. As you clear the corner, guns raised, you see the source of the noise, a young boy is trapped underneath a dumpster, his leg jammed and he’s crying out as he pulls on it. Next to him is a teenage girl, trying to shift the heavy dumpster off his leg. The boy cries out as he sees you, his face twisted in pain. 

“Please, help!” the girl calls, “my brother’s stuck!” She puts her shoulder against the dumpster and tries to shift it again. You holster your gun and start jogging towards the pair. 

“Cariñio, wait!” Frankie calls as he sees you move, following you with his hand out to pull you back. 

“Stop!” Joel bellows and yanks Frankie to the side so that they both tumble to the ground behind a car, you look back at them as you step forward and your leg catches on a wire. You barely have time to register your mistake and then a loud explosion knocks you sideways, showering you with dust and debris, you cry out as you land on your injured shoulder. Your vision is filled with dust, your gasping to catch your breath and your ears are ringing, somehow you register the loud noise of gunshots and then Frankie is on you, pulling you backwards across the ground behind a van. His face is swimming in front of yours as you try to focus on what he’s saying, he’s patting you down, lifting your shirt to and checking your abdomen. You shake your head, trying to clear the fog, and slowly Frankie’s voice comes back to you.

“Cariño! Are you hurt? Tell me where it hurts?” He’s kneeling in front of you, his hands on your shoulders, trying to make you focus on him. A corner of your mind registers that the gun fire has stopped and you try to feel if you’re hurting anywhere. 

“Only my shoulder,” you croak finally, “I landed on it.” You shake your head again and blink and Frankie swims into view, clearer now. “I think I’m ok, my ears are ringing but nothing is broken.” 

“Get her up, we need to move,” Joel barks from somewhere to your right, loud enough to cut through the ringing, and Frankie moves around, putting his arm around your waist and helping you up. You’re dizzy but it fades quickly as you take a few steps towards the street, your legs are a bit shaky but nothing hurts. You glance over at the boy and the girl and see them lying lifeless against the dumpster, multiple bullet wounds leaking blood onto the ground. 

“Let’s move!” Pope yells and Frankie pulls you along, as Will comes up on your other side to check if you need support. 

“I think I’m good, Will, thanks,” you say, your legs feeling steadier with each step. 

“Ok, good,” he replies, glancing over his shoulder at the site of the explosion, his gun raised. “I think you got really lucky, that bomb was made wrong. Lots of noise, very little blast, amateur work.” He catches your eyes and gives you a serious look, “You got really lucky.” You drop your gaze, you know you fucked up, he doesn’t have to say it.  

You all move quickly through the next few blocks and shouts go up behind you, prompting Pope to hastily consult the map before making a sharp turn. “Down here, we’ll lose any pursuers in the alleys,” he says and you all jog along as quickly as possible while still checking every street corner. Eventually you come out on a big highway, following it north and slowing down to a walk again. 

You walk next to Frankie, he keeps glancing over at you but you keep your eyes on the ground or forward on Joel’s back. You put everyone in danger, especially Frankie, by being thoughtless and trusting. Guilt and shame crawls up your limbs and makes your cheeks burn as you remember how both Frankie and Joel yelled at you. You can’t bring yourself to look at Frankie, his concerned eyes, you know he’ll smooth it over, make it out as if it was a mistake anyone could’ve made. But you know that’s not true, the others saw the trap instantly, you just saw two children who needed help and rushed in without thinking. 

“I’m sorry, Frankie,” you finally mumble when you can’t take it anymore. And just like you thought, Frankie immediately takes hold of your hand and strokes soothing little circles onto your skin. 

“Don’t worry about it, cariño, you made a mistake, the important thing is you’re not hurt.” 

You hear Joel growl in front of you and Frankie looks up at him as Joel throws a scowl over his shoulder at you, “You could’ve gotten us all killed, being so fucking trusting, fucking stupid.”

You feel your cheeks heat up again and you bite your lip, dropping your eyes to your boots as you continue walking. But Frankie tightens his hold on your hand as he glowers at Joel’s back.  

“Shut the fuck up, Joel,” he snarls, “she made a mistake and I should’ve been more alert, should’ve seen it first.” 

“Well, that’s just the fucking problem isn’t it?!” Joel snaps, stopping and spinning around to face Frankie and you. “You’re so fucking wrapped around her that you don’t pay attention to anything. Could have fucking clickers tearing the rest of us to pieces but you’d only see her. She’s a fucking liability.” 

You see Frankie opens his mouth to yell at Joel but Will’s firm hand comes down on his shoulder. 

“Ok, that’s enough,” he says, his voice determined and signaling ‘end of fucking discussion’. “We need to keep moving, we’re almost at the QZ. This is not the time or the place.” 

Without a word Joel turns on his heel and marches off, overtaking Pope who’s looking at Frankie with his eyebrows raised. Frankie snaps his mouth shut, his teeth grinding together as he starts walking again. He’s still got a hold of your hand but as you walk you pull away from it, taking out your gun as your eyes scan the broken city around you. Joel words sting, there’s a truth to them, Frankie’s said so himself back in Arlington when you asked to help with the smuggling. ‘I wouldn’t be able to focus on what we’re doing if I know you’re out there too’. He only let you join in the operation when you pleaded with him. And now you’d proven how right he’d been, you made a mistake and his focus had been on you, not the potential danger. You grip your gun tighter, keeping your eyes on the horizon as you swallow down the lump in your throat and keep walking, trying to ignore Joel’s furious form in front and Frankie’s worried looks on your left.  

Downtown Boston is a mess, a wrecked no man’s land of broken buildings and water filled craters. It’s slow going with many detours and uneasy sprints across streets as you follow the broken signs towards the QZ. You stay behind Frankie, your gun out, pointed down towards the ground, stopping when he stops, running when he runs, making yourself small and invisible, avoiding Frankie’s eyes, and Joel’s scowls. 

The QZ gate finally comes into view as the sun sinks behind the broken skyline. You make one final detour on Pope’s suggestion, all of you hiding your rifles and some of your handguns inside a building just out of sight of the gate. 

“Better to stash them here than to let FEDRA take them,” Pope says, marking the building on his map as you hide your gun and holster at the bottom of your backpack. 

You get to the gate, get scanned and taken to a processing center. Since it’s getting late you’re shown to a temporary housing facility, bunk beds set up in the hall of a community center, and given a thin stew for dinner. After the meager meal you get ready for bed, gratefully pulling off your boots and sinking down on Frankie’s bunk bed, you’ve been assigned the one on top. He puts his arm around you and pulls you in to rest your head on his shoulder. 

“Relax now, cariño,” he mumbles, “we got here in one piece.” 

“I’m really sorry about today, Joel’s right,” you whisper, guilt welling up inside you again, “I made a huge mistake that could’ve gotten us killed.” 

Frankie sighs and lets his hand caress your hair as he pulls you in closer, “You made a mistake because you’re you, you’re not a soldier. And I love that,” he adds when he hears you inhale to interrupt. “You’re not a soldier and you shouldn’t have to be, I should keep you safe and I wasn’t paying enough attention today.” 

“Frankie, if you blame yourself for me getting myself blown up today, I’m going to slap you,” you protest and you hear him sigh. 

“But it’s true, I promised to keep you safe, both to you and to myself, and I failed.” 

You pull yourself from his grip so that you can sit up straight and look at him, “You do not get to blame yourself for that and you can’t keep me safe at all times, that’s impossible.” 

“I know, but when I’m right there, right next to you, I should keep you safe, I should’ve seen that fucking trap the second we turned the corner, I need to keep you safe,” his voice shifts, an edge to it you haven’t heard in a few years. 

“Frankie…” you say, taking his hand as you open your mouth to argue, to pull him back from where he’s heading, but he interrupts, cutting you off. 

“I need to keep you safe, you know that,” his eyes are pleading with you, “you know it’s all I have, you’re all I have. If I can’t keep you safe then…then,” he shrugs, shaking his head, “then nothing. I’m nothing. After Lucía…” he trails off, and you cup his face in your hands and lean against his forehead. “You know how close I came to leaving you because I couldn’t keep you safe,” he mumbles, “I have to keep you safe, I have to protect you.” 

“I know Frankie, I know,” you stroke his cheeks with your thumbs but you don’t try to argue with him, you don’t try to convince him, you just try to calm him down. “I promise I’ll be more careful too. And we’re safe now, Frankie, we’re both safe.” 

“I just wanna keep you safe, hermosa,” he mumbles, putting his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his side and you lean your head on his shoulder again. “I just need to keep you safe.” 

You take his other hand and tangle your fingers with his, rubbing your thumb over the bullseye tattoo and you sit in silence while the rest of the room quietens down, people settling down to sleep. Your own eyes are getting heavy and you stifle a yawn. 

“I hope we can stay here now,” you mumble as he caresses your hair, his fingertips gently scraping against your scalps.  

“Yeah, I hope so, Boston seems good so far,” he looks down at you as you slip further down his shoulder. “Hermosa, don’t fall asleep sitting up, c’mon, get into bed.” He smiles as he nudges you to sit upright again and starts peeling your jacket off. You nod and pull off your hoodie too before climbing up into the top bunk. Frankie stands up and tucks you into your sleeping bag and cups your cheek, his lips finding yours in a soft kiss. 

“Sleep well, cariño, sweet dreams.” He chuckles softly as your eyes close before he’s even finished speaking, pressing his lips to your forehead and settling down in the bottom bunk. 

FEDRA in Boston seems to have the procedure of admitting people down to an efficient art form. It only takes a few hours the next day for you all to be assigned housing, ration cards and told to report to the assignment officer in two days time. The Boston QZ is located in the city’s North End, narrow streets lined by centuries old red brick buildings and surrounded on three sides by water. You’ve all been assigned apartments in the same building, Pope, Will and Benny in one apartment, Joel and Tommy in another and Frankie and you in a small one bedroom place on the top floor overlooking Old North Church. 

Frankie pulls you into his chest the second the door closes behind you. You’ve just managed to drop your bag on the floor when his arms circle around you and the cool tip of his nose presses against your neck. You hear him inhale deeply, probably smelling almost a week’s worth of dirt and sweat on your skin and you shift under him, feeling the need for a shower. 

“I stink Frankie,” you giggle as he holds you tighter when you squirm under him. 

“I don’t fucking care, I let you shower last time I had you alone,” he growls, “you smell great to me, you’re my favourite smell in the world.” 

“Not aviation fuel?” you tease him and he chuckles into your hair.  “Close second, hermosa.” 

He’s walking you backwards into the new apartment, guiding you into a room that turns out to be the kitchen and with a firm grip on your waist, he lifts you up onto one of the counters. 

“Look at this, perfect height and everything,” he grins as he pushes your legs apart, making room for himself between them and pulling you closer. You’ve still got your boots on, and your jacket, and you’re giggling as he starts tugging at the sleeves as he buries his face against the crook of your neck, placing wet kisses on your salty skin. When he uses his teeth, nipping that spot just under your ear, your giggles turn into a gasp and he bites harder, making you moan so that he can feel the sound come from your throat. You fight with your sleeves, finally freeing yourself and throwing your jacket on the floor and tangling your hands in Frankie’s soft curls, pushing off his cap and pulling his lips up to yours. The back of your head thumps against the cupboard behind you when he meets your kiss, his tongue greedily licking into your open mouth and pushing you back. When his hands roam under your t-shirt and caress along your sides, up your back, his fingers feel hot on your skin, making you shiver with pleasure and you tilt your head back with a soft moan. Frankie lets his mouth leave yours and instead sucks a mark into your neck, the soft tip of his tongue coming out to taste the goosebumps his scraping teeth leaves behind. 

He pulls away enough to pull the t-shirt over your head and you reach out to tug off his shirt too, to be honest, it stinks, as does yours, they both end up on the floor. His skin is still tanned and golden from the day you spent on the boat, his freckles sprinkled over his shoulders and chest and before he claims your skin again, you lean forward and smooth your hands over the wide expanse of his shoulders. Frankie’s hands are stroking your back, up into your hair, letting his nails scrape along your scalp as you pull him closer and trail wet kisses between his freckles. His skin tastes like salt and dust, the unwashed cotton of his t-shirt leaving its own scent, but underneath you can still smell him. You can feel his throat hum when your lips move up over his Adam's apple and into his scruffy beard, nosing against the sweet bare patches that never fill in. 

“Do I stink, cariño,” he says and you can hear the smile in his voice and you nod, letting your lips wander down along his throat again, your hands slipping down over his chest. 

“You taste like salt and smell like sweat,” you murmur into his skin, enjoying the warmth that’s radiating from him, the stillness in the apartment and the calm that comes from being safe and having time. And you take your time, Frankie standing still between your legs, his hands in your hair, letting your fingertips map out a path between his freckles that you follow with your mouth. Tasting him slowly, your tongue slipping over his skin, the pebbles on his throat, the hollow just at the base. You test the give of his flesh, biting lightly like you always do, until he hums with pleasure, egging you on to bite down harder. Your mouth finds a soft spot, just beneath his collar bone, and your tongue caresses it. When the pads of your fingers drag across his dark nipples as your teeth graze his skin, biting down, he hums again, a hushed moan at the back of his throat. The sound, his soft little whine, sends a shiver down your spine, making you grip your legs around his narrow hips, heat pooling in your core and you let your fingers slip down his soft belly until you find the coarse trail of dark hair that leads down under his jeans. 

He lets you undo his belt and buttons, the zipper coming down as you cup your hand over the bulge in his tight boxers. 

“Cariño,” he groans, your fingers tracing the outline of his hard cock as his breath stutters, “fuck, that feels good…” he drops into the crook of your neck, his mouth breathing hot air over your skin as you continue to tease him through the warm cotton. His hands have been kneading your hips through the denim of your jeans but now he moves them onto your thighs, stroking his thumbs up along the inside towards your core and up to your belt, tugging at it. He makes quick work of it even when he has to stop and groan as your fingers become more firm around him. You lift your hips and he pushes your jeans down your legs, cursing as they catch on your boots. 

“Take them off, Frankie,” you say, palming his heavy length again, pulling a deep growl from him as he bites down on your shoulder, making you whine and squeeze him in response. 

“Fuck,” he breathes, pulling away and crouching down to untie your laces, quickly pulling each boot off, letting your jeans fall on the floor before he kicks off his own boots and jeans. 

“Counter or bed?” he asks, pulling your legs around his waist again, his hard length pushed up against your wet folds. 

“We’re not gonna last long enough to get to the bed,” you say and he grins, seeking out your mouth as he feels your fingers wrap around his cock and give it a few firm strokes, letting the precum coat the blunt head. 

“Probably not, I’m-” Frankie’s reply gets stuck in his throat as he groans, his hips thrusting into your hand of their own accord. “Fuck, that feels good, hermosa,” he gasps, his cock twitching in your grip.

Guiding him right you look down between your bodies to watch as he pushes in, the stretch making you clench hard around him. He growls, a low rumbling in his throat, his fingers digging into your hips, the slick heat coating his aching hard cock and he feels your pussy pulse around him as you tangle your hands in his hair and pull his mouth to yours. When he starts to move his hips hips he has to squeeze his eyes shut, he wants to fuck you hard, built up tension making his body want to chase release too fast. But you’re just as greedy, he can feel it, your heels digging into his ass, pulling him closer with every thrust of his hips. Your lips slip from his and you bury your face against the crook of his neck, clinging to his shoulders as he slams deep. Every time he bottoms out he grinds against your aching clit, the wiry curls at the base of him slipping across it, making you gasp out hot air over his chest. 

“Frankie…” you moan, “harder…please…I’m so clo..ose,” the last syllable comes out as a whine as he plants his feet firm on the kitchen floor, his hands grabbing handfuls of flesh and slamming into your, pushing you up against the cupboard with a panted groan.

“Fuck, so good…” Frankie pants, “feels so good, I won’t…” 

He has to bite his lip to stop himself from coming, pistoning into you and listening to your whimpering as he hits the right spot. Your nails dig into his back, your teeth scrape across his shoulder as you seize up and cry out, your high hitting you as he grinds deep into your tight heat. The spasm of your cunt around his aching cock, deep inside you, pushes him over the edge. With a growl he pulls you in even tighter, pushing your hips onto his cock, emptying deep inside as he shivers under the onslaught.

You tilt your head back, breathing heavily as your body relaxes around him. He drops his head forward and your arms come up and cradle him against your chest, pressing kisses to the top of his head as stillness falls over you both, the only sound your breathing, as you slowly calm down.

Later, after showers with soap and shampoo, he carries you to the bedroom and places you naked on the bed and kneels by your thighs. If the first time together after a week traveling was rushed and chasing relief, now it’s slow and calm. A soft bed again, a door to close and lock, no one nearby and no need to stand guard. Frankie does what he loves best, he pushes your legs open with his calloused hands and makes himself at home between them, making you whimper his name while his cock aches under him. As your body arches up and you cry out, he pins you down, buries his tongue inside you, and begs you to let him make you come again and again. 

When you finally fall asleep, the sheets are already ruined, your thighs covered in your release and his seed, Frankie’s sweat damp curls a messy halo around his head, the taste of you on his tongue. With your face nestled in the crook of his neck, your head resting on his arm, he pulls the covers over you both and holds you close with his arms circled around you. When you hook your leg over his, he feels like he should simply stay here always, never leave this bed again. Your nose against his throat, warm breath slipping over his chest, your soft waist under his arms and he feels your body rise and fall in a steady rhythm. 

He has to keep you safe. 

“I talked to Joel yesterday,” Will says one evening, a few weeks after you’ve all arrived in Boston. “He’s been looking into trading around the QZ, talked to some of the people selling stuff to see who’s moving what.” 

Frankie and you have joined Will, Benny and Pope in their apartment, continuing your routine of sharing dinners. Tonight it’s your turn to cook and Frankie’s helping you chop up the vegetables while you try to season the rice with what little is available. 

“I invited him and Tommy over tonight, after dinner, to see what they have to say, seems Joel’s keen to get into smuggling, they used to do it in the Austin QZ.” Will says, putting down bowls on the kitchen table and knocking Benny’s feet off it at the same time, “Get your stinky, fucking socks off the table, Benjamin.” 

“Do you know why they left Austin?” you ask, turning to Will, who’s scowling at his younger brother.

“Tommy got friendly with a group of people who were convinced things were better up north and wanted to join them. Joel said he tagged along to keep an eye on Tommy,” Will replies and Benny nods.  “Seems they had a pretty rough journey,” he says, “they lost most of the group, stopped in some QZ:s along the way, moved on when FEDRA got too oppressive or the smuggling got too dangerous.”

“So everyone in the group died until it was only them left?” you ask, seems like you guy got off easy in your journey if that’s how bad it’d been for Joel and Tommy.. 

“No, they left a few behind in Pittsburgh,” Will says, “Tommy said two of the guys found partners there, one of them had a kid, another one was fed up with running, wanted to take down FEDRA there. Thanks, man.” he sits down at the table and accepts a glass of whiskey from Pope. “I think Tommy wanted to do the same but Joel thought it was a bad idea and got Tommy to leave. They were heading to New York but ran into some trouble and decided it’d be safer to go further north.” 

“What kind of trouble?” Pope asks, “New York seems to be the logical choice if you’re leaving Pittsburgh.” 

“I didn’t ask,” Will says, shaking his head, “seemed to be a sore point with Joel so I didn’t push it.” 

You put the pot of stew on the table and everyone sits down, “So the plan is to start up the way we did in New York?” you ask, “And maybe avoid pissing off any local gangs?” 

“Yeah, I guess so,” Will nods with a crooked grin, “Joel seemed to have some ideas so maybe he’s heard something about what’s going on.”

Joel does have plenty of ideas you realize when he and Tommy turn up an hour later. Tommy’s been asking around and there’s a couple of people to approach if you’re looking for something not available with ration cards. But Joel’s been more direct, he’s found a route to get outside and tested it, venturing far outside the wall and picking up the rifles and ammo you left out there. He’s also made a connection with the man who runs the private radio in the QZ and figured out which FEDRA soldiers have what weaknesses and who can be exploited for those weaknesses. 

“How’d you find out all that,” Will asks as Pope and Frankie exchange a worried glance. 

“Asked the right people in the right way,” Joel grunts, stretching out his long legs as he leans back on the couch. 

“What do you mean, ‘the right way’?” 

Joel eyes Will for a few seconds before he responds, “I ask and make sure they know they need to tell the truth;” he says, his tone curt and crossing his arms over his chest, his face closed off, it’s like watching a shutter come down the way he clenches his jaw tight. There’s a menacing tone to his voice that makes you shudder when he says it and by the way Frankie tilts his head and shoots a quick glance at Pope, you know you’re not the only one who picked up on it. 

“Joel, you know I’ve been smuggling for years,” Will says, “We’ve got to be more subtle or FEDRA’s gonna catch on and we haven’t got any protection in place yet.”

“That’s what I’m getting us,” Joel says, “protection. And, speaking of protection,” he looks over at Frankie, he’s sitting next to you as usual, with his arm over your shoulder, “you two can’t go on runs together, you don’t prioritize right when she’s with you and it puts the rest of us in danger.” 

“Joel,” Benny interjects, he can see Frankie’s hackles rising, “we came all the way from Arlington and it was never an issue, Fish’s got everyones’ back.” 

“She nearly got us killed yesterday,” Joel growls, “because he wasn’t paying attention to covering us, only her. No offense, darlin’,” he says, looking over at you and you’ve never felt less like someone’s ‘darlin’ with the way he’s looking at you, “I’m sure you can handle yourself, but I ain’t working with you and Frankie together when it’s plain as daylight who his first priority is.” Joel shifts his look over to Frankie before he lands on Will, “He’d try to save her even if it was hopeless, he’s too focused on her.” 

“Well, I guess that’s us out then, Will,” Frankie growls just as low as Joel in response, “because I’m not letting her go out on a run without me.” 

“She’s a good shot and a great look out, Joel,” Pope interjects, looking at you and giving you a small smile, “I’d work with her any day. And Fish, I trust him with my life,” Pope looks over at Joel again, “we need both of them.”

“Like I said,” Joel is standing up, getting ready to leave, “I’m sure she can handle herself and I know Frankie’s as skilled as any of you guys, but I don’t trust them together, she makes him unfocused and I ain’t risking my life for it.” 

Frankie opens his mouth to snarl something, but Will’s quick nod at him makes him snap his mouth shut while Tommy stands up and joins Joel at the door. 

“Thanks for the whiskey, see y'all tomorrow,” he says, giving a wave as Joel disappears out the door and he follows, an uncomfortable silence falling over the room when they’re gone. You’re chewing on the inside of your cheek, your eyes on your hands and you feel Frankie’s fingers flex around your shoulder. He inhales and opens his mouth to say something but you cut him off. 

“I’ll just stay behind, you need Frankie more than me,” you say to the room, “and you need Joel more than me.” 

“Cariño, fuck him, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Frankie says, squeezing you under his arm but you shake your head. 

“He’s got a point, who would you save first, him or me?” You’re looking at Frankie and you can see in his eyes that he knows full well you’d be the first one he’d save, and you’d do the same for him. You hadn’t seen it until Joel put his finger on it, but your bond puts everyone else in danger. 

“It’s never been an issue, hermana,” Santi says from his corner of the couch, “we’re not in the army anymore, different rules apply and we adapt around it. Will would save Benny first if he had to choose.” 

“But Frankie doesn’t even want me going on smuggling runs,” you say, “I had to twist his arm to let me come,” Frankie’s eyes are pained when he meets yours, “You would rather I stayed behind and be safe.” 

He sighs, running his hand over his neck, “Yeah, I would, you know I hate the thought of you getting hurt, or worse.”

“So I won’t go anymore,” you shrug, pretending it doesn’t bother you, and stand up, getting ready to leave, “If I’m with you on a run your focus will be on me, and I know you won’t let me go with someone else. It’s just better if I don’t go at all.” You know Frankie isn’t fighting you on this because it’s what he wants, he’s trying to hide it but you see relief in his eyes as he gets up to join you. The other men remain silent, Benny opens his mouth to say something but thinks better of it, closing it again as he stands up. He surprises you with one of his signature bear hugs instead. 

“I’d have you on my team any day,” he mutters close to your ear as his arms crush you to his chest, “fuck Joel.” His support makes you smile and you give him an extra squeeze before letting go. 

You’re subdued when you get back to your own apartment and Frankie hovers in the living room as you go to the bathroom to brush your teeth. You know him well enough after all these years to know what he’s doing, and when he comes in and leans on the door frame, watching your evening routine, you know he’s getting ready to speak after sorting the words in his head. 

“Cariño,” he begins, his hand shooting up and rubbing across his neck, “I can’t pretend like I won’t be calmer if you’re here, safe, instead of out dealing with FEDRA patrols, raiders and infected and all the other shit. Joel’s right, when we’re out there, I’m always focused on you, and I’m always worried about you, in a way I never was when it was just me and the guys on missions in the army or doing runs with Pope in Arlington.” He’s gripping the door frame, grinding his fingers into the wood as he speaks, his eyes seeking yours in the mirror as you continue to brush your teeth. When you look at him he takes a tentative step towards you, his hand coming out and resting on the small of your back, as if he wants to circle your waist and pull you close, but he’s not sure how you’ll react yet. “I know you wanna come with me too, I know you worried about me when I went out with Pope, but it’ll be different now, I’ll be with Will and Ben too, we’ll be able to handle anything, it won’t be as dangerous as before.” 

You spit the toothpaste out and rinse your mouth before meeting his eyes in the mirror, “I hate it,” you say, giving your head a small shake, “the idea of you being out there, in danger, I fucking hate it.” 

“I know,” Frankie says softly, his arm coming all the way around your waist and you lean into him. 

“If you don’t come back, I’m coming after you, you know that right?” you whisper into his chest. 

“I’ll come back, I promise I’ll always come back.” He’s turning you so that he’s got you pressed against him, his arms around you and holding you tight as he drops his head against the top of yours. 

“You can’t promise that, Frankie.” 

“Watch me,” he mumbles, “Just fucking watch me.” 

Chapter 29

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[akunya]

they’re friends but their jokes don’t sound like that. 25 and 28 with brat-tamer Mysta. im on my knees 🧎‍♂️

literally can’t wait to see your masterpieces. please, take care of your heart, health and soul. love you, dear. - 🐱

“we’re just friends, obviously.”

pairings: brat tamer!mysta rias / m!reader

summary: you pushed mysta a bit too far.

tw: dubcon, dom!mysta, degradation. bondage, blowjobs, coercion, etc. notes: its always a pleasure to hear from you 🐱! i hope it was somewhat worth the wait.

"we're just friends. obviously.." mysta laughed, looking down at you with a gleam in his eyes that you couldn't quite describe. the vibrator's that were stuffed snug inside of your ass made you moan, biting your lip to try and muffle your sounds. the detective cooed, ruffling your hair causing you to groan.

it was humiliating. anger pooled in your stomach but you didnt care enough to do anything about it. maybe mysta was right - maybe you wanted this from the beginning.

"i mean, seriously y/n. just friends? im hurt." he sighed, the devilish grin on his face never quite leaving his face as you trembled. you laid back on his bed, arms bound behind your back with your legs spread for the man as he sat between them.

the cock ring he had put on you prevented you from spilling all over yourself, which, god, you really wanted to do. a small part of you regretted pushing mystas boundaries and pissing him off on purpose. "you're so hard, even now." mysta commented in awe.

maybe you and mysta were technically a little more than friends. so what? he never explicitly claimed you or anything. shouldn't that give you the ability to do whatever you want?

mysta ran a gloved finger along the underside of your dick, his nail dangerously sharp as he watched your face scrunch in anticipation. you let out a strained whine, squirming as you tried your hardest not to give in. he held the vibrating wand onto to the tip of your cock, giggling as you huffed.

“i wouldn’t have to be so mean if you just behaved. you do this to yourself, babe.” the detective was right, in a sense. you didn’t like submitting so easily. it was more entertaining to pretend like you didn’t want it. the way mysta would take control was something he didn’t me do all the time. but ever since you’ve realized how hot he was when you acted like a brat, you’ve been behaving this way ever since.

however, the pleasure that came with submitting and letting mysta control you had come with a catch. he would edge you for hours to the point where it hurt - and then, he’d torture you a bit more. you were his stress relief, his outlet for dealing with idiots all day. you didn’t mind making him feel better through this type of intimacy. what were friends for, after all?

by the end of the night, you were keening and calling him master, much to his chagrin. drooling and begging for him to let you cum, your body flinched whenever he’d lick on the tip of your cock: nothing more, nothing less. mysta truly was a dickhead when he wanted to be.

“please, mysta, just do something already!” your jaw clenched, moaning as you closed your eyes, feeling mysta suck especially hard on your balls. the obscene slurp would’ve made you cum then and there, if it weren’t for the ring against your dick. the man glared up at you, annoyed. it’s as if you interrupted his meal he was so clearly enjoying.

“shut the fuck up before i stuff your mouth full of my cock.” his eyebrows furrowed, clearly pissed as his fingers circled your tight hole. your breath hitched in your throat, legs trying to close but he kept them spread open. “you’re going to sit there and enjoy it like a good slut, alright? let your friend give you a helping hand.”

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[classical-music-suites-bracket]

Second Suite in F for Military Band (Gustav Holst):

2 Submissions

Last win – A Moorside Suite (Holst)

Holst second suite. I actually will say more this time because FANTASIA ON THE DARGASON OH MY FUCKING GOD BEST PIECE OF ALL TIME the JOY the BOUNCE the SWING the GREENSLEEVES the TRIANGLE the EVERYTHING

Daphnis et Chloe Suite no. 2 (Maurice Ravel):

1 Submission

Last win - Capriccio Espagnol (Rimsky-Korsakov)

it’s a masterpiece of orchestration that conveys exactly and beautifully what is happening in each movement and you know it’s good when it’s used to test how good an orchestra is also you’d better get swept away at the climax of the first movement when the chorus comes in!!

#classical music suites bracket #round 3 poll #holst #ravel

[hillbilly---man]

A list of my works on AO3

(they're all Saiki K fics at the moment but I'll add fandom categories to this post if I ever get a new interest lol)

It doesn't fit my plans; it's something I don't understand

Published July 11, 2021

Summary: Saiki is fascinated by Satou Hiroshi, and the people around him start to see that this might be more than just a platonic curiosity.

What is this feeling called love?

[Notes: Bittersweet ending. Nobody gets together. My insistence on theming these early fics after songs is pretty embarrassing now. I'm not proud of my writing here but the story is ok. I might rewrite it someday. Not bad for my first fic since like 2003 though]

Something Changed

Published August 11, 2021

Summary: Aiura wrote a letter to her soulmate the night before they were supposed to meet.

She's predicted a lot of things... how could she have gotten this one wrong?

[Notes: Another sad ending. The format of this is almost entirely an excited letter about the future Aiura imagined that would never come to pass. Not really much of a story happening here tbh]

Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown?

Published August 28, 2021 (INCOMPLETE)

Summary: With graduation quickly approaching, the psychics of PK Academy (and Akechi) worry that they'll drift apart. Luckily, they come up with an idea.

"Let's all meet up in the year 2030!"

A lot can change in a decade.

[Notes: Kind of like a psychicker class reunion where they're all adults with jobs and everything catching up. Future chapters were going to have almost a Scooby Doo vibe (with a twist reveal at the end about Aiura's husband!) I abandoned it because I posted some art and someone called my art creepy and it made the whole fic feel bad to think about. Maybe I'll get back to it someday. It's cool to see how quickly my writing improved. I was also super proud of how well I wrote Akechi's dialogue here]

Hotel Valentine

Published September 24, 2021

Summary: Toritsuka Reita is a pretty lucky guy. He somehow managed to not get expelled from PK Academy, he graduated, and he's avoided creeping on any living girls for a few months. To celebrate, the PK Psychics paid for a one-night stay in the fanciest hotel in Tokyo so Reita can creep on the ghost girl of his dreams. Pretty lucky, right?

Too bad things aren't going his way. He's being ignored by the staff, he's bored out of his mind, and he can't find the ghost girl anywhere. Some vacation, huh?

[Notes: Spoiler: Toritsuka's a ghost stuck in a nice hotel. This is based on a concept album that most of you have never heard but hear me out! It really has nothing to do with the Cibo Matto album of the same title except that the chapters are named after the songs and there are fun Easter eggs for fans of the album. Another slightly sad ending but not too bad]

Coffee & TV

Published August 27th, 2022

Summary: The new silence in her house felt heavy on Kumi's shoulders. Everything reminded her of Kumagoro... especially her grandson Kusuo, who has been coming to visit more often than ever before.

[Notes: this is my least popular finished fic and I understand why. It's about grief and the loss of a grandparent. It's about the unique pain that a psychic would have after failing to prevent that death. There's a sad twist that TBH I think I was a little too subtle with. One of my favorites]

Friendly Fire

Published January 8, 2023

Summary: Being an adult is great until the Problems start. Good grief.

30-year-old Kusuo's psychic powers have been pretty well controlled for over a decade. Why are things starting to go haywire all of a sudden?

[Notes: Friendly Fire my fucking beloved!! In this fic, Saiki gets essentially psychic multiple sclerosis and has to deal with some complicated emotions. I don't think it's a masterpiece or anything but it was cathartic to write and I'm in love with the versions of these characters that I wrote here. So much so that I'm writing a sequel just so I can write more of them. Also, FINALLY a happy ending!!]

Ramen Ikouze?

Published April 28, 2023

Summary: After being dragged to get ramen with Nendou every week, Kusuo starts to realize that it's not so bad after all.

[Notes: I love Nendou, he's so good. This fic is very cute and about their friendship. A couple of fun twists]

Saiki has Plans?

Published May 2, 2023

Summary: Saiki mentions having plans after school, and the overactive imaginations at PK Academy work themselves into a fuss trying to imagine what he could be doing.

[Notes: This fic follows around a bunch of Saiki's classmates as they gossip and snoop to find out what he's up to. It's my most popular fic for some reason]

A Bright Flash

Published May 13, 2023

Summary: Saiki develops an annoying new ability, and through some comedy series logic is forced to tell Teruhashi about it. She tries to be a good ally to her "newly psychic" crush.

[Notes: Teruhashi accidentally finds out about Saiki's new power and he's like "fine. I'm a psychic. But it's just this one power and nothing else."]

Heat Wave

Published June 6, 2023

Summary: There's a historic heat wave in Hidariwakibara, and some of our favorite PK Academy students end up running into each other while taking refuge from the hot weather.

A series of four standalone (but connected) stories taking place at the same time:

Aiura has a vision of disaster, and she and Nendou try to stop it

Yumehara gives Toritsuka some advice to improve his game

Akechi meets Teruhashi's brother

Saiki really wants some shaved ice from the kakigori stand where Mera is working

[Notes: The summary explains it well but also I weaved so many connections between the chapters (that are all happening at roughly the same time). It was also a lot of fun writing interactions between characters that didn't get much in canon. Also you can tell it was hot as hell when I wrote it because I definitely gave Saiki some kind of psychic heat intolerance lol]

Immunity

Published July 6, 2023

Summary: She didn't know why, but Kokomi was finally able to see the truth.

Why Saiki seemed to appear and disappear without explanation. Why it seemed like he always knew what she was planning. Why he wore those weird hairpins.

It was all so obvious now.

Saiki had psychic powers.

[Notes: The veil is lifted suddenly and all the truths that Saiki kept locked behind his mind control were revealed to Teruhashi. He and Aiura have a chat with her about it. Also this was the first fic of mine that an IRL friend read (to my knowledge) and his comment was something like "I don't know anything about your boy but he sounds autistic and gnc" and I took that as a fucking compliment! You know you've written Saiki right when people can see that shit from space]

The Disastrous Financial Situation of Saiki K

Published August 9, 2023 (IN PROGRESS)

Summary: Adjusting to his new limitations has been annoying, and now Kusuo (age 31) needs a car to get around.

Unfortunately, taking time off work has drained his savings.

How is he going to get the money for a car now?

[Notes: This is my sequel to Friendly Fire but it's a lot lighter in nature. 100-Yen-Man goes around doing stuff for Saiki's friends. There are mentions of his disability from Friendly Fire and it's plot relevant but I think you can catch on even if you didn't read the original. I haven't updated in a while but I am actively working on it!! A Yumehara and Makino chapter next and then a Toritsuka chapter after that. TBH this isn't my best work and it's pretty unpopular but I'm having fun and that's all that counts)

#i got my work done so as i promised.. this is my reward #this is for organization purposes and to get me thinking about the things I've written again #my fics #saiki

[insanely-lovely-and-random]

My favourite part's of Baz Luhrman's Elvis 2022:

1. The trippy ass opening sequence that felt like it should be part of a 3d rollercoaster ride with the billboards and zooms round Las Vegas.

2. Just the way Tom Parker says "He's white" is fucking hilarious. And really says it all.

3. The buildup of the Elvis reveal with the fly fly away flashbacks before he goes on for the first time, that build up hella pays off.

4. The moment he transforms into Elvis like Clark Kent becoming Superman in his pink suit, the burst of electric guitar and the shots bouncing round on the beats is incredible.

5. Him dissapearing into the curtains with sheer disbelief on his face after the crowd went wild.

6. The radio presenter introducing Beale street, make's me laugh everytime.

7. The fairground scene where Parker being a creepy ass villain talks to Elvis in the Mirror Hall, him popping into frame is genuinely terrifying.

8. The way Elvis says and just the way the looks into the distance as he describes the Rock of Eternity.

9. The tension and sheer manipulation at play when Elvis parent's sign a deal with devil.. Parker I mean.. That zoom in on Elvis pressing his mom's hand down is magnifique.

10. Tutti. Fricken. Fruitti.

11. B.B. King telling some hard truths about how Elvis is safe cause he's a white boy people are making money off.

12. The cuts to the rally just before Elvis' preformance and the look he gets in his eye just as he thinks "fuck. that".

13. Wiggling. The. Finger.

14. Trouble. The whole song and scene.

15. Parkers utter bafflement in the line "He didn't listen to me." Truly not grasping how his puppet could possibly disobey.

16. The shot of him in the car looking up at fireworks, looking so so lost is haunting and beautiful.

17. The modern cover of Can't help falling in Love is perfecto.

18. The first shot of the Viva Las Vegas montage where during the freeze frame Butler genuinely looked the spit of Elvis.

19. The spinning shot of Elvis as we go into the trippy mess of Edge Of Reality and the look on his face with the water dripping as it all takes it's toll is so real.

20. The Hollywood sign scene. The way he sit's staring out, the shades, his boot propped up. Hell even the brief mention of the sign as a reflection of his career could easily be cheesey but he sounds so goddamn honest.

21. The way he laughs hearing his careers in the toilet completely self aware.

22. Rebellion uno 2, him not giving a damn what the Colonel thinks!!

23. Everytime Parker says Here Comes Goddamn Santy Clause. Tom Hanks has always been a comedic actor in leading man disguise.

24. The leather suit. The guitar he wears for no discernable reason as he doesn't play it at frist and then hands it off to somone but who cares!

25. The bloody look on Parkers face when the Whorehouse dancers and Kung Fu comes in.

26. The huh huh huh noise made as the song builds.

27. Bobby Kennedy getting shot and the frustration and pain as he says "It has everything to do with us."

28. When Parker threatens he'll have to leave him should he disobey and the absolutely glorious, "Hmm." .... "Um Hm." The man didn't even have to use actual works and spoke sooo much with those sounds and look alone.

29. Honestly the haunting way he plays "Here Comes Santa Clause" alone is hella beautiful.

30. That spin of the camera as we see the hugh red Elvis sign and his beautiful white suit.

31. The sheer emotion in the original song and Butler's preformance during "If I Can Dream" is a Goddamn masterpiece.

32. The headlines proclaiming his comeback!

33. Parker trying to claim credit as the special was his idea is just so narcissistic and sooo him I just can't even.

34. The score of the whole thing but during the hospital scene where Elvis tries to leave Parker a creepy slot machine type writer background song plays and just chills.

35. The utter horror I feel when told about the International Elvis says "The Snowman strikes again" and I scream internally every. Single. Time. NOOOOO

36. FUCK ME. My favourite scene in the entire film is him redoing That's Alright Mama Vegas style. The Ba ba Buuum "Raise the octave". BA BA BUUUUM. The silk shirt. The belt. The exhilaration in his eye's and acting. The drum part when he's just "Hah hah hah hah". Fuckkkkk.

37. The journey of song told as he preforms it and the three way cut shot of how it lead to this moment!

38. The punch in the gut of Suspicious minds, the lyrical metaphor and his entrapment plays out real time. The way the Colnel says "Now how are going to pay me." With a horrifying giggle. The fast cuts as the writing gets laid out. 5 Years.

39. The Vegas style I Will Always Love You. The best version of that song👌

40. Backstage as everyone rejoices completely oblivious to what has happened and the way the Colonely llaughs then cries as he witnesses Elvis joy. Is he actually a touch remorseful? Is it just relief his debts are cleared? A mix of both? Who knows but my God it's awful.

41. The montage of the tours, the icnoic outfits, Hunk a burning love one of my fave Elvis songs and those bloody capes, my God it was helluva look!

42. The callback to the beginning as Elvis collapses hearing from Jerry and the utter repulsion on his face as he stares at the Colonel as he's covered with water, says it all. His face acting is genuinely incredible in this movie.

43. The Apollo 11 style split screen and music as he gets injected just one of those touches that makes me think you creative guy you Baz!

44. The way he says and preforms the whole angry scene on stage, the way he says Colonel's an alien, the way his anger escalates, the screaming of fired and the quiet final "You're fired." Before LITERAL mic drop and walk away.

45. The heartbreak we feel as we see him about to leave the hotel only for Parker to be sat waiting for him sinking his fangs back into him again.

46. The insults Elvis throws at Parker is so raw and real and clearly he's so so tired and he is just trapped.

47. The way the Colonel says "The thing about the rock of Eternity my boy is that it's forever just beyond our reach." And that fucking hurts.

48. The face acting of Austin in that scene as he reacts to what the Colonel says is beyond words. The lighting is fabulous.

49. The chilling instrumental as Elvis gives in closing his blinds and telling his dad to send up Doctor Nick and the utter helplessness as he leans on the couch.

50. The way Elvis sits in the car in his jumpsuit with Priscilla the exhaustion in his body language and voice as he says he's out of dreams. How he never made anything lasting. How he thinks no one will remember him. And how horrifying it is the Elvis probably really didn't know how huge and lasting hims impact would actually be.

51. Him mouthing I will always love you.

52. The shot of him looking up as the plane flys and quiet subdued story of the bird that would die if it stopped flying.

53. Parker saying how it wasn't his heart or the pills or himself that killed Elvis but love. Because in a twisted way that's one of truest things he's said in the entire movie.

54. How Parker recalls he saw his last peformance, that he could barely walk but when he sang that song..

55. "Unchained melody from the album Unchained melody.. makes sense.." God Elvis could be funny.

56. The real Elvis during Unchained melody. That voice reverberates with so much feeling and strength despite him being weeks away from his death. He sang with his entire soul and he had a loootta soul.

57. The flatlining noise as Parker fades from the shot and we're left with the back of Elvis spreading his cape like wings reminded of how he couldn't fly away but left the only other way he could.

58. Elvis has left the building.

59. The plain white font for the lines about Parker and Elvis having his in glorious, glorious gold.

60. The credits starting with the utterly bedazzled BAZ LUHRMAN. And I say thank you to that man! Thank you so so much. I love. This. Movie.

I know it's pretty much the whole movie buuut what can I say 🤷‍♀️

#elvis presley #rant #movie #movie rant #elvis #elvis 2022 #baz luhrmann #cinema #movie list #list #favourite moments #top 10 #top 60 #best of #austin butler #tom hanks

[goodnightmemes]

HALSEY  /  BADLANDS  (2015)  STARTERS

❛ Sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise. ❜

❛ Now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. ❜

❛ Already choking on my pride, so there's no use crying about it. ❜

❛ I'm headed straight for the castle. ❜

❛ They wanna make me their queen. ❜

❛ I sold my soul to a three-piece; And he told me I was holy. ❜

❛ Hold me down. ❜

❛ Throw me in the deep end, watch me drown. ❜

❛ We are the new Americana. ❜

❛ What kind of dough have you been spending? ❜

❛ What kind of bubblegum have you been blowing lately? ❜

❛ All we do is drive, ❜

❛ All we do is think about the feelings that we hide. ❜

❛ All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign. ❜

❛ Sick and full of pride. ❜

❛ Would it really kill you if we kissed? ❜

❛ I let him climb inside my body; And held him captive in my kiss. ❜

❛ I'm a wanderess. ❜

❛ I'm a one night stand. ❜

❛ Don't belong to no city; Don't belong to no man. ❜

❛ I'm the violence in the pouring rain; I'm a hurricane. ❜

❛ And I found myself reminded; To keep you far away from me. ❜

❛ Well, lately I like 'em crazy. ❜

❛ Do you remember the taste of my lips that night. ❜

❛ I remember the fear in your eyes. ❜

❛ Didn't know where we were running to; But don't look back. ❜

❛ I imagine the tears in your eyes; The very first night I'll sleep without you. ❜

❛ I'm searching for something that I can't reach. ❜

❛ I don't like them innocent. ❜

❛ I like the sad eyes, bad guys; Mouth full of white lies. ❜

❛ Where'd you go? ❜

❛ What happened to the soul that you used to be? ❜

❛ You say that you're no good for me. ❜

❛ Saying that I love him but I know I'm gonna leave him. ❜

❛ You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope. ❜

❛ I hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old. ❜

❛ You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece. ❜

❛ You were a vision in the morning when the light came through. ❜

❛ I know I've only felt religion when I've lied with you. ❜

❛ And I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you. ❜

❛ They think I'm insane. ❜

❛ I don't have to fucking tell you anything. ❜

❛ Well, is this fine? Will it be alright? ❜

❛ That's the beauty of a secret; You know you're supposed to keep it. ❜

❛ I found God; I found him in a lover. ❜

❛ I found the Devil; I found him in a lover. ❜

❛ A love like religion. ❜

❛ I'm such a fool for sacrifice. ❜

❛ I'm such a fool to pay this price. ❜

❛ 'Cause he's off to pay his crimes; And he's got no time for mine. ❜

❛ Keep on haunting me. ❜

❛ I was as pure as a river; But now I think I'm possessed. ❜

❛ You put a fever inside me; And I've been cold since you left. ❜

❛ You've got a fire inside but your heart's so cold. ❜

❛ I've done some things that I can't speak. ❜

❛ I've tried to wash you away but you just won't leave. ❜

❛ 'Cause I came here so you'd come for me. ❜

❛ Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? ❜

❛ Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me? ❜

❛ You can't wake up, this is not a dream. ❜

❛ You're part of a machine, you are not a human being. ❜

❛ Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline. ❜

❛ I think there's a flaw in my code. ❜

❛ These voices won't leave me alone. ❜

❛ Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold ❜

❛ Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? ❜

❛ They're coming for me. ❜

❛ And I tried to hold these secrets inside me. ❜

❛ My mind's like a deadly disease. ❜

❛ I'm meaner than my demons. ❜

❛ I'm bigger than these bones. ❜

❛ Please stop, you're scaring me. ❜

❛ I can't help this awful energy. ❜

❛ Goddamn right, you should be scared of me. ❜

❛ Who is in control? ❜

❛ I couldn't stand the person inside me. ❜

❛ I've grown familiar with villains that live in my head. ❜

❛ You know we're gonna be legends. ❜

❛ I know you wanna go to heaven but you're human tonight. ❜

❛ Do you feel like a young god? ❜

❛ You know the two of us are just young gods. ❜

❛ Don't get cut on my edges. ❜

❛ My tongue is a weapon. ❜

❛ If you wanna go to heaven you should fuck me tonight. ❜

❛ I walk the line. ❜

❛ Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you. ❜

#rp meme #sentence starters #rp sentence meme #Lyric Meme #lyric starters #rp prompt #roleplay meme #roleplay prompts #sentence meme #rp memes #rp starters #*lyrics

[mrsnancywheeler]

Billy dunne or finnick

With Halsey songs:

- drive

- young god

- colors

-lilith (with Suga)

- forget me too (with mgk)

….

Omg so many options

okay okay, I had to really think about a couple of these and how I was interpreting them so let's go

drive is billy dunne coded

"all we do is drive. all we do is think about the feelings that we hide. all we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign, sick and full of pride."

"and california never felt like home to me until I had you on the open road, and now we're singing "

"it's so simple, but we can't stay. overanalyze again, would it really kill you if we kissed?"

finnick is young god coded

"and I've been sitting at the bottom of the swimming pool for a while now, drowning my thoughts out with the sounds"

"but do you feel like a young god? you know the two of us are just young gods"

and there's other lines in there that make me think of what snow and the capitol did to him too

with colors I honestly have no idea like I think it could apply to both billy and finnick in different ways

"you're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope, I hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old"

"you're ripped at every edge, but you're a masterpiece"

lilith is billy

"well I'm perfection when it comes to indiscretion, might fuck around and just succumb to my aggression"

"you got me thinking I was way too mean"

"I am disruptive, I've been corrupted, and by now I don't need a fucking introduction, I've been gone, cause I've been on this road too long"

"you know I get too caught up in the moment, I can't call it love if I show it, i just fuck things up if you noticed."

and billy is also very forget me too

"the reason I punched a hole in the wall back home...and then a couple hours later we're in room 29 at the chateau"

"you tell me you hate me, baby, yeah I bet you do. I'm keeping you waiting, but I won't wait on you. want me to forget you? okay, forget me too."

#wanda 💋 #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair #billy dunne x reader #billy dunne #anon

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

Do you remember how old you were when you started writing masterpieces? 😗

FHGALGFDLSAF;SAFDS;A YOU'RE SO CHEEKY

If you consider my "fucking Lucifer Morningstar from the hit show Hazbin Hotel" fics "masterpieces", then I was 28 lmaoooooo

#hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #ask #listen i had to give the people what they wanted whether is was good or not #and by people i mean me #the fact that other people liked them was completely unexpected #AND I'M NOT DONE YET BABYYYYYY #but thanks for the ask <3<3<3

[grandlovescheme]

20 questions for fic writers

Tagged by @luthien-under-bough, thank you! I love talking about fics and the process of how I write them, so this was fun to put together :)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

28

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

459,900

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Now exclusively House of the Dragon, specifically Daemyra

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

High Hopes

Let's Ignite Under the Ember Skies

You're Ripped at Every Edge (But You're a Masterpiece)

If I Could, I'd Get You the Moon

The Dominoes Cascaded in a Line

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, I try to always respond, even if the comment is to an older fic. Sometimes I'm overwhelmed or don't even know what to say when someone's being way too kind to me lol, but I always want to let people know I see them and appreciate them so much.

The only time I don't... is when I see someone's binging my whole fic, so then I only respond to the last comment, once they're all caught up.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

This is easy, as I only have one fic without a happy ending - All and Then Most of You, Some and Now None of You. I love daemyra too much to not give them HEA as much as possible

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

This is hard to pick... Because all of my fics, apart from that one, end teeth rootingly sweet 😂 Perhaps Dominoes. Or perhaps fighter!au, which you guys haven't read yet but it's very fucking happy!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Sometimes. Though it is much much better now that I disabled anon asks.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do! What kind I write... Hmm, tbf I think I write pretty vanilla stuff, even if I do try to explore some kinks here and there when it fits the story and the characters. I guess my kind is focusing on the feelings most of the time, and the emotional connection.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don't, or at least I haven't yet. We'll see if muse ever strikes this way!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of, so hopefully not

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

A few times in a different fandom

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, not yet, but I'm definitely open to the idea. I definitely wrote a bunch of stuff based on my fandom friends' crazy ideas and prompts with their help, so that's halfway there, I guess

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

No couple had ever taken over my life and thoughts the way Daemyra did, so, the answer is clear!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Soulmates AU? I was once so excited for it, wrote a bunch of notes and even the first two chapters, but now I'm kinda... not feeling it :(

16. What are your writing strengths?

I spent the longest on this question. I think it's the emotions I try to convey in my fics, good or bad.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Now this is much easier. Plot! Intrigue! If you guys haven't noticed yet lol, I write fics heavily focused on romance only, and the development of Daemyra's relationship, because I just can't pull off anything more than that.

I'll probably never write a fic where people will wonder what'll happen next, what that and this means, what this person's motivations are... Because I'm unfortunately not wired that way. But I learned to accept that, and I have fun writing my silly romances with no real plot <3

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I've done it myself a few times and I like to see it in other fics, too. Especially in HV it's delicious to see in the canon-verse. Though I always struggle with how to write the translation - right next to it, in cursive, in brackets, in the final notes?? That's always a head scratcher

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Eh, probably Twilight? I don't remember writing anything before that, so must be it

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Probably still High Hopes, even after all this time 🤍

This was fun! I'm tagging some of my writer friends if they wanna join and haven't yet, @ar-feyniel, @eschercaine, @calenlily, @fiora-miriel and anyone else who wants to! :)

#my fic stuff #question game #my writing i guess

[venuswrites777]

(Oh no!! You got the bad end part 1)

(Yandere! Wally Darling × reader)

Sorry for my bad English I'm not a native speaker.

Color code: orange.  (because mention of alcohol and a "mention" of missing/dead parents, you can think whatever you want.)

Yes, it's my first time writing about some specific character, but can't hold myself, because everyone is writing cute things and idk… Wally doesn't give me the "cute boy who loves you" aura… He looks more unstable. 

So…  Here I go. With part 1 because I don't want to make this so long. 

Playlist for inspiration: 

One morning, after a fight with your big brother for the tv, you finally win, (your big sister looks at you two like a pair of kids, funny. Because you have 20 and your brother has 28.)

You start to search for something to see, and, finally, you found a weird channel with weird programs but it has a kid's show named "Welcome Home" Your brother and your sister leave you alone because they have to do something they didn't talk about. 

The show was so colorful, and the characters are so cute, you immediately make Eddie your favorite character, after all, he's the mailman and he makes you remember to write letters to your mom because it's the only way of communication you can have with her. But there's Wally, he's cute, so small and friendly when he asks what to paint, you said the first thing that came to your head. 

—"A tiger on a cloud" 

—"A tiger on a cloud? That's so original neighbor, I like your creativity" 

His response feels out of the script, so you see him confused, you feel something weird in his eyes, so, the only thing you can do was smile at him, get up from the couch, and go for some water and some food, maybe you're thinking things. When you return, he is still here, and he shows you the paint.

—"Maaan, this boy has to teach me how to paint masterpieces" 

You said to eat one piece of Apple you prepared for yourself. 

—"I can teach you, but for that, you should visit the neighborhood" 

Your spine shivers after listening to the response, you see the clock and it's 3:33 am, Where the fuck are your siblings??!! You see the tv and the show are running like normal, Julie and Frank are making fun of stuff, and Eddie is there with them. You start to feel a little scared, so you try to call your brother, but he doesn't pick up the phone. 

"Hi, this is the most expensive bitch in town phone mail, please, leave your message, maybe tomorrow I will hear you" 

—"For the good lord, please pick up the damn phone, where the fuck are you two??!!"

You scream at the phone a little scared because everything feels so bad, like a horror movie, the horror movie that makes you sleep with religious things or simply don't let you sleep for weeks. You light up all the rooms and go covered by a red blanket, just like your pijama… No more tv for you in a week is the only thing you can think of. When you watch the tv again, Poppy looks so worried talking with Sally and Julie… And, Wally, who is looking at you, but you're avoiding eye contact. 

—"I miss my mom" 

You said a little sad watching the show.

—"Maybe your mom misses you too"  

Wally responds with a little happiness when you're going to do something stupid, your siblings finally come home. With boxes and other things. You turn off the tv and go with them…

The next day, out of curiosity you go for the boxes, and one has your name, but the tv is turned on, Wally is asking what to paint, and you just said something just to prove you're not crazy and the show is off.

—"My mom cooking apple pie, just like the old times"

Wally smile and said. 

—"You look like the person who loves their family, that's cute, but I prefer to paint you cooking for our friends here, is a beautiful idea that I want to make a reality"

Yes, you're right, you're not crazy, the show is off, so, you walk to the kitchen and go for some alcohol to turn off your brain, and sit on the couch, you are in some dense shit, that's what you think, you don't know what to do now. 

You look him in the eyes, starting to feel something weird, so you look away and your brother gets out of his room.

—"Vodka??  At this hour?!! Bitch is 6 AM, you should be sleeping or I don't know maybe studying for your exams at the university… Not drinking Vodka"

You look at your brother, he looks at the tv and, sees Wally looking directly at you… 

—"OOOH SHIT!!  Don't tell me you're addicted to a kid's show…  Well, you need a boyfriend, it's urgent, I don't want to see you in Japan marrying that weird puppet"

—"What the fuck is wrong with you?!! How can I fall in love with a Puppet?!! Man…"

—"I don't know but you're capable of everything, I know you"

And after that weird conversation, he goes out, and you see the tv and Wally is painting just like normal, but when he shows you the paint, it's the same bottle of vodka you have in your hands with a red cross. You see the bottle and drink more desperate.

—"Drink alcohol is bad for you… stop" 

The voice sounds weird, something is more off than you think. 

—"Maybe I'll need more"

—"No, you don't need more, you're making me sad, this is bad for you… Look me in the eyes and tell me you will stop"

You see him directly in the eyes, and you started to feel some cold on your body, you start to feel dizzy, and then, everything goes dark. 

You woke up on a weird floor, and see everything black, you get up and walk a little, and you hear voices screaming for help. 

—"Hello?? Anyone is here?? "

You feel something grab your arm and take you out of there, now, you're in a weird house, and everything looks like that show, you get up and tried to find something, but you found a portrait of you with your red pijama and your red blanket, just like mother Mary… When you turn back, you see him.

—"Welcome home my love"

Oh shit… maybe the vodka at 6 Am was not a good idea. 

#yandere x reader #yandere writing #yandere wally darling x reader #yandere wally darling #yandere drabble #welcome home #wally x y/n #wally darling #Spotify

[markantonys]

the gathering storm chapter 16-28

EGWENE!!!! EGWENE EGWENE EGWENE this chapter was a masterpiece from start to finish! if i wanted to quote my favorite parts i’d just be typing up the entire chapter. i will note some specific things but rest assured there were many more!

egwene has now been told (by sisters of each respective ajah) that she would be a good fit for yellow, brown, and white, and she herself would’ve wanted to be green. she truly is Of All Ajahs! i remember many books ago when i was thinking of which ajah would best fit her and elayne (regardless of their “i want to be green so i can fuck” motives lmao), i settled on either green or gray for elayne but had too many options for egwene. i do have a soft spot for blue!egwene tho, purely because before starting the books i was CONVINCED she would become blue since the show set her up as mini moiriaine.

egwene offers some wonderful descriptions of rand. first she says that were she in elaida’s shoes, she would’ve asked TDR’s friends and neighbors about him. “is he a man of temper, a man of passions? or is he a calm man, careful and cautious? was he the type to spend time alone in the fields, or did he make quick friends of the other youths? would you be more likely to find him in a tavern or a workshop?” and then she says that rand is all of these things. she adds that he is a rational person, “if somewhat bullheaded at times” and “a good man at heart.” ❤️❤️ this really is such a contrast to what a little shit rand was about egwene earlier in the book.

she says that her next step would be “to send sisters to him to offer guidance,” and if he rejected them, she would “send spies and watch to see if he has changed from the man i once knew.” it breaks my heart how bad the rand-aes sedai relationship is because it Could Have Been solid early on, if someone like egwene who knows and understands rand had been in charge of reaching out to him from the start and if elayne and nynaeve had been sent with the stupid caemlyn embassy as they should’ve been. but of course, from rand’s perspective the sisters egwene sent to offer guidance would come off as trying to control him and her spying on him to see if his character has changed would also feel invasive, so maybe it wouldn’t have ended up all that much better. elayne and nynaeve going with the stupid caemlyn embassy would definitely have fixed things though. but the narrative wanted fucking MIN to go instead of elayne (who was forbidden from going by the aes sedai by some ass backwards logic that tried and failed to convince me that the aes sedai would not want to send elayne to caemlyn asap so they could leverage both her claim to the throne and her favorable relationship with rand). and it DID have to be instead of and not in addition to because if rand had been reunited with elayne at that point in the story they would’ve resumed their stone of tear kisses and he would’ve been like “min who?” lmao

egwene argues that rand hasn’t wreaked havoc, but has “managed to restore order to cairhien, unite tear and illian beneath one ruler, and presumably has gained the favor of andor as well” and has “gained [the aiel’s] respect” (she gets offended when the sisters say the aiel have been subjugated, a sweet little reminder of egwene’s Aiel Heart). “rand al’thor is like a river. calm and placid when not agitated, but a furious and deadly current when squeezed too tightly. what elaida did to him was the equivalent of trying to force the manetherendrelle through a canyon only two feet wide.” again, egwene just Gets him and is willing to see the best in his actions! at least right now - when they were actually together back in tfoh/loc she WAS misjudging him a lot.

“since when has the white tower been in the business of kidnapping and forcing people to our will? ...when in the past have we locked kings in boxes and beaten them for disobedience? why now - of all times under the light - have we forsaken our fine practice and become simple footpads instead?” Egwene Monologues That Made Me Cheer: 1

“rand al’thor is a good man, in his heart, but he needs guidance. these days are when we should have been at our most subtle. he should have been led to trust aes sedai above all others, to rely on our counsel. he should have been shown the wisdom in listening. instead, he has been shown that we will treat him like an unruly child.” Egwene Monologues That Made Me Cheer: 2. also damn if only cadsuane was here listening to this monologue smh!

egwene says that greens “can be very like reds in many ways” (in this case, stubbornness) which is interesting and something i love to see since usually those are portrayed as the 2 polar opposite ajahs, because one Loves Men and the other Hates Men and as we know opinions on men are the most important characteristic for an all-women group to organize itself around.

“had egwene given away too much? aes sedai were remarkably like rand al’thor; they did not like to know when they were being maneuvered.” lmao

laras tries to help egwene escape. what an mvp! but egwene refuses because she still has a duty to fix the tower from the inside.

“someone has to fight her. each day is a battle. each day i refuse to bend means something. even if elaida and her reds are the only ones who know it, that’s something. a small something, but more than i could do from the outside.” Egwene Monologues That Made Me Cheer: 3

“she could see [the sisters’] questions. egwene had spoken boldly to them when alone. but would she hold to her assertions now, faced by the most powerful woman in the world? a woman who held egwene’s life in her hands? was egwene the amyrlin? or was she just a girl who liked to pretend?” SHE’S THE FUCKIN AMYRLIN!! YEAAAAAAHHHH!!!

“i’ve held no oath road, but it isn’t the rod that makes my words true. i have spoken the words of the oaths in my heart, and to me they are more dear, for i have nothing forcing me to hold to them.” Egwene Monologues That Made Me Cheer: 4

okay i have to stop copying out Egwene Monologues That Made Me Cheer because there are too many in this elaida dinner scene! this scene is INCREDIBLE gotta be one of my favorites in the series to date!! the way egwene calmly backs elaida into a corner, keeping her cool the whole time and being so austere and worthy of respect, while elaida is losing her temper and getting hysterical and violent. egwene the 20-year-old with the wisdom and maturity of a much older adult vs. elaida the much older adult acting like a child. god i NEED the show to make it this far because seeing this scene onscreen would be stunning, i just know madeleine madden would absolutely own it!

also i LOVE egwene citing (from memory!) quotes from a long-ago amyrlin’s writings and from the karaethon cycle jkjfg she came prepared!!

and of course, the most iconic roast in the entirety of wheel of time to date: “you are a coward and a tyrant. i’d name you darkfriend as well, but i suspect that the dark one would perhaps be embarrassed to associate with you.” WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREAMED!!!!! i had to pause the audiobook for a whole minute to recover! i don’t know how elaida didn’t just keel over dead on the spot! egwene did not come to fucking play!

“i am tower law!” palpatine has entered the chat

“i wish i weren’t needed here, elaida. i wish that the tower had a grand amyrlin in you. i wish i could step down and accept your rule. i wish you deserved it. i would willingly accept execution, if it would mean leaving a competent amyrlin. the white tower is more important than i am.” one last Egwene Monologue That Made Me Cheer for the road

and after that high, we are hurled into cadsuane pov. sigh. though i will say that, while i do not care for cadsuane and i do not care for all the spanking in this series, cadsuane spanking semirhage is pretty iconic lmao but that aside, whatever truthful info semirhage might be able to provide them (lost knowledge from the AOL, current info about the shadow’s plans) cannot POSSIBLY be worth the effort it would take to get her to spill it. i was about to be like “why don’t these idiots just kill her and have done with it?” but then i remembered that rand’s Don’t Hurt Women order covers killing her too, not just torturing her. RAND YOU ARE SO FUCKING STUPID (DEROGATORY NOT AFFECTIONATE!!!)

“rand pulled him northward. perrin had to march for the last battle. nothing else mattered. and yet, that very single-mindedness in him - ignoring everything but his objective - had been the source of much trouble during his hunt for faile.” like i see what you’re saying but “ignoring everything else for the sake of saving the world” is very much a different thing than “ignoring everything else for the sake of saving one person”

“he doubted the queen of andor would welcome him with open arms, after the rumors about him and that blasted red eagle banner.” ooh are we For Real setting up for a perrin-elayne conflict? that’ll be interesting since they’ve never once interacted before and may not have even met besides in passing (if they do meet up in the future, i’ll be interested to see if one or both of them mentions anything about having met at the stone back in TSR). if only mat had been given the raising manetheren plot (i mean he WAS the one initially given the connection with his red eagle battle cries in eotw), then he could’ve resolved it by pulling a political-marriage-to-real-love with elayne and combining their kingdoms 😌

tangent but this is related to something i was thinking just the day before i read this part: of all the main characters, perrin would be by far the easiest to remove from the story (well, bar min, whom i do not count as a main character because she contributes nothing). embarrassingly easy, in fact! push the two rivers plotline to LOC and send mat and the band off to there from caemlyn instead of to salidar, and that plotline’s covered. have the shaido fully dealt with at dumai’s wells, and that plotline’s covered. and perrin has not yet contributed anything else that major that i can think of lmao

and now perrin is finally deciding to figure out his wolf connection and The Wolf Dream once and for all. should this not have been your plotline and character arc all along jkdjfg what have you been DOING my guy? (also i’ve always adored how he calls it The Wolf Dream it’s so wholesome and i hope he never learns the word tel’aran’rhiod)

tuon’s horrible entitled worldview would be an interesting read if she were a) a villain, whom b) i knew would either be vanquished or would change her ways by the end. but since i know the narrative will continue to treat her as a relatively sympathetic character who will never be challenged or forced to change her outlook in any real way, it’s infuriating and frustrating. and like, the fact that she can have all these thoughts about channelers needing to be leashed and not ONCE even ALLUDE to any conscious or even repressed fear that she herself can channel. what even was the fucking point of making her able to channel if it changes NOTHING???

tuon wishes mat were here to meet with the dragon reborn with her. finally something we can agree on! can’t believe i still have to wait 2 books for my goddamn cauthor reunion!

me: TGS mat can’t possibly worse than COT-KOD mat me reading TGS mat’s very first scene, a 2 page misogynistic monologue: oh

lmao but in all seriousness, from this first mat chapter i agree with what some of you guys have said on my previous recaps - just a continuation and exaggeration of the downward trends that rj started with mat the past couple books. COT-KOD was the worst for softening his attitudes towards slavery, but i distinctly remember noticing a sudden big uptick in misogyny right off the bat in WH and a bit in ACOS as well. but after mat grew to have a Woman Friend in birgitte and to respect elayne in ACOS, it would’ve been the perfect launching point for him to grow out of his "women are so annoying and no fun” shit and his hatred of aes sedai, but no, instead, rj decided to make both things worse.

“did she love him?” seeing as you only spent like 3 weeks together and also she is evil and sees everybody as property you included, i’m guessing that’s a no

man, talmanes teasing newlywed mat for being husbandly with rand and/or elayne would spark so much joy! i need that au please

he’s like “nooo mat it’s okay, davram bashere is married but he’s still a boyboss!” as if bashere is not the biggest malewife (complimentary) in the whole series

“begin letting yourself think of aes sedai as pretty, and in two clicks of the tongue you’d find yourself wrapped around her finger and hopping at her command.” mat has openly and frequently thought of elayne as pretty, and elayne is aes sedai, ergo, mat is wrapped around elayne’s finger and hopping at her command 😌

they’re headed for caemlyn!! matlayne reunion next book pleeeeaaaaaase!!! i know it happens at some point!

polar opposite of egwene’s chapter in that if i wanted to quote all the moments that annoyed me i would just be typing up the whole chapter lmao so i’m gonna move on

“i didn’t sleep with berelain. no matter what rumors say.” “i know you didn’t.” “no, really. i didn’t, faile, please.” “i said i believed you.” “you sounded...i don’t know. burn it, woman, you sounded jealous.” this is exactly why i hate perrin’s emotion sniffing, faile genuinely does try SO HARD to control her jealousy most of the time, but he sniffs it out anyway and gets upset with her. except this scene is in faile’s pov and in her narration she really does seem to believe him and not be jealous at all, so idk what he’s going on about.

“she had been humiliated, beaten, and nearly killed. and that had given her a true understanding of what it was to be a liege lady. she actually felt a stab of guilt for the times she had lorded over perrin, trying to force him - or others - to bend to her will. being a noblewoman meant going first. it meant being beaten so others were not. it meant sacrificing, risking death, to protect those who depended upon you.” you know what that is? growth ❤️❤️

“blasted colors...i don’t want to watch you sleeping, rand. what happened to your hand? light-blinded fool, take better care of yourself...” 😭❤️ “min and nynaeve are the only ones who truly care about and support rand” FALSE his other loved ones are so concerned about him but are narratively forbidden from spending time with him!

semirhage is freed and given the male a’dam which HAS JUST BEEN SITTING AROUND THE HOUSE AND NOT BEEN DESTROYED YET FOR SOME GODFORSAKEN REASON!!!! IDIOTS ALL OF YOU IDIOTS!!!!!

i listened to eotw entirely on audiobook and assumed it was “mountains of doom” and when i opened tgh and saw on the map that it was actually “mountains of Dhoom” i laughed my fucking ass off. favorite wot place name for sure (aside from malden)

“min didn’t want him to be hard. he didn’t want to frighten her, of all people.” FRIGHTEN her, like she’s a delicate little baby deer, not “worry her” or “make her concerned for her partner” or something like that. min is SUUUUUUCH a damsel, that is her entire purpose in rand’s story, and we will see this VERY CLEARLY later in the chapter. prepare for my rage because it is coming.

lews therin says that they do indeed need to break the seals. he says that “something has to touch [the dark one], something to close the gap” but saidin alone didn’t work because he was able to taint it. rand wonders if saidin and saidar together might do the trick. HMMMM now that the last battle is finally imminent i’m very curious about HOW rand will defeat the dark one. how can you defeat some nebulous force that lives in a volcano??

“a home he would never see again, for a visit would only alert his enemies to his affection for it.” so why is min with you 24/7 then? “he had worked hard to make them think he was a man without affection.” so why is min with you 24/7 then? “mountains. mountains like duty. the duty of solitude in this case” so why is min with you 24/7 then? “at times, rand longed for tam’s voice, his wisdom. those were the times when rand knew he had to be the most hard, for a moment of weakness - a moment running to his father for succor - would destroy nearly everything he had worked for. and it would likely mean the end of tam’s life as well.” so why is min with you 24/7 then? “he was alone. he needed to be alone. relying on anyone would risk being weak when he reached shayol ghul.” so why is min with you 24/7 then?

like ugh. even my personal dislike of the ship aside, it is UTTER NONSENSE for rand to push everyone else away but let min stay! for him to think about how isolated and hard he is and then have loving sex and snuggles with his girlfriend every night! IT MAKES NO SENSE!!!!! and it completely undercuts his self-isolation arc!

anyway, rand thinks a bit about the bubble of evil-induced fire and has NO thoughts about aviendha the whole time, when she’s the one who put it out and he saw her doing it. in fact, in this hugely emotionally pivotal chapter for him, he doesn’t have a single thought about her or elayne whatsoever, it’s just min min min min min (i mean yeah obvs min is the focus during the upcoming trauma, but in this early part of the chapter during his brooding about how Alone he has to be it would’ve been so easy to slip elayne and avi in there). what the fuck is even the point of giving him 3 girlfriends if the narrative is going to completely forget he’s dating 2 of them most of the time???

twice in this chapter rand thinks of min as the only person who never plays games with him and i have to laugh. remember when she spent half of LOC sitting on your lap and kissing you and sitting in on your baths and messing with your head to try and make you be into her all the while insisting she was only doing all these things as a game? he also thinks of her as the only one he can look to for honesty, when she CONSTANTLY lies and withholds info from him, or tries to. here he gets upset about cadsuane using min to get to him and min talking about him to cadsuane behind his back, and i’m like, oh, am i supposed to think this is rand being overly paranoid? because from my perspective that’s EXACTLY what’s been going on! i forget if cadsuane knows about min’s viewing that she’ll help rand and is deliberately taking advantage, but even if she isn’t, min IS the SOLE REASON rand has let cadsuane be around him at all, and she DOES talk to cadsuane about him behind his back (and reveals to her sensitive personal info that rand wouldn’t want her to know - his box trauma and the 3-way warder bond) and then doesn’t tell rand about those conversations.

semirhage comes in and puts the male a’dam on rand and forces him to hurt min. WHY THE FUCK IS MIN WITH YOU 24/7??????? AAAAARRRRRGHHHH THIS IS NOW THE THIRD (3RD) OF RAND’S MAJOR TRAUMAS THAT COULD HAVE BEEN PREVENTED IF MIN HADN’T BEEN THERE!!!! to recap 1) rand only got kidnapped by the tower because min misconstruing her fear that the caemlyn aes sedai were the ones who would harm him as a Viewing Fact made rand flee to cairhien, 2) rand only lost his hand because he couldn’t jump out of the way of the fireball because min was behind him, even though he’d asked her not to come to the meeting because it might be dangerous but she’d insisted on coming anyway, and now 3) rand almost kills min because she is plastered to his side 24/7, right fucking there alone in the bedroom with him perfectly positioned for semirhage to make him hurt her because HE PUSHES EVERYONE AWAY TO PROTECT THEM BUT KEEPS MAKING INEXPLICABLE EXCEPTIONS FOR MIN!!!! AND NOW LOOK WHAT HAS HAPPENED!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH okay i feel a little better now. a little.

to be clear i’m not victim blaming min for this incident #3 (though i do blame her at least in part for incidents 1 and 2), i am blaming rand’s/the narrative’s absurd Push Everyone Away Except Min double standard

i’m so mad about this absurd double standard that i can’t even appreciate the angst of this scene! man, if this had been elayne or avi i would have been completely losing my shit, but because it’s min i’m just annoyed! and elayne or avi would’ve been more impactful because they are so powerful and capable and always get themselves out of trouble, so seeing them unable to escape from rand/semirhage would’ve been shocking and really painful, but min? i’m just like “oh classic min being a helpless damsel AGAIN” congratulations min, you actually have TWO purposes in the story, not just one! to be rand’s emotional support animal AND the helpless damsel causing him manpain! even the description of her being choked is just about how beautiful and loving and martyr-like she is! i am pretty sure people do not look beautiful while being strangled!

okay, also, “he imagined [semirhage] using him to tear through the ranks of his own men, he imagined them afraid to attack, lest they harm him.” all this is going on and rand does not spare ONE THOUGHT for the fact that his other girlfriend is somewhere in the vicinity and semirhage might make him hurt her as well!!! i fucking HATE IT HERE!!!!

and do you really expect me to believe that avi wouldn’t sense through the bond that rand is in extreme danger and emotional distress and come running to see what’s going on??? i call bullshit!!

i mean honestly it would’ve taken a TINY tweak to make avi AND min BOTH be here during this scene!! it would’ve been double the angst!! and then maybe we could’ve had some much needed min and avi bonding afterwards since they’d shared a traumatic experience!! what a waste!!!

speaking of wastes and of ways to improve the polycule, reason #34858 why mat should replace min: can you IMAGINE the agonizing poetic cinema of rand saving mat from strangulation in rhuidean and then almost strangling him himself here? of the fresh ring of bruises layered over the old scar on mat’s neck? oh MY god

anyway. rand uses the true power to escape which is v interesting!! i’ve been wanting to know more about the true power for a long time and maybe we will soon! i wonder if the Power Combining necessary to defeat the dark one will be not saidin + saidar (or not ONLY saidin + saidar) but one power + true power?

also, please enjoy this knife of dreams Comment That Aged Terribly/Wonderfully that you guys were probably cackling your asses off about at the time jkfjg look at past me’s naive confidence that these stupid stupid idiots would actually destroy a very dangerous object as soon as it came into their possession

after the attack, maidens “swarmed outside [rand’s door] like wasps who had just discovered their nest was gone.” 😭❤️

“‘[balefire] is forbidden,’ cadsuane said. ‘i have decided that it is not,’ al’thor said calmly.” okay king 😳🥵

“if you call me a child, cadsuane, then what are those of you who are thousands of years my juniors?” 😳🥵

rand exiles cadsuane from his sight, and i’m supposed to be horrified, but i’m cheering!

“‘cadsuane,’ he said softly, ‘do you believe that i could kill you? right here, right now, without using a sword or the power? do you believe that if i simply willed it, the pattern would bend around me and stop your heart? by...coincidence?” 😳🥵

and so rand has gone from being the one thirsting after sexy evil men to being the sexy evil man others (me) thirst after. how the turn tables! congrats king! sorry about the mental breakdown tho

all gawyn wants is to gather all his loved ones together in one place (in this case, bringing egwene and bryne to live in andor with elayne). as someone who has been cranky and adrift for 8.5 books after the gang split up in tear, mood!

“his mother would have been outraged to hear him speaking with such anger. well, his mother was dead now, by al’thor’s hand.” i think gawyn should get to do an elayne-style Single Primal Scream Of Rage. as a treat. it would make him feel better.

gawyn: i need to speak to gareth bryne. soldier: no gawyn: fine [challenges him to a duel]

i love him jkfjg is this not what we all want to do when forced to jump through bureaucratic hoops?

“go and tell your general that a lone blademaster just felled a squad of his guards in under ten heartbeats. i’m an old student of his. he’ll want to see me.” 😳🥵

“gawyn sighed, wiping his brow, wishing for something cool to drink. his anger melted away, and he felt exhausted. ‘it has been a difficult year,’ he said.” literally the office “i’ve been in a bit of a rough patch. whole year actually.” jkfjghj that’s gawyn, that’s his whole arc. that’s every WOT character’s arc actually.

“thank the light, he thought, closing his eyes. elayne lived. elayne held the throne. he opened his eyes, and the overcast sky seemed a little more bright.” mood!!

bryne tells gawyn that morgase bungled things in andor and rand saved andor, and gawyn refuses to believe it. but that’s understandable in my eyes because bryne says some really painful things about morgase that would be so hard for her son to hear after her death, not to mention hard for him to believe because they sound so uncharacteristic of her. “if i do [believe the rumors that rand killed morgase], then perhaps he did andor a favor.” “your mother turned against andor by embracing gaebril. she needed to be removed. if al’thor did that for us, then we have need to thank him.” “she gave the kingdom to that snake. she sent her allies to be beaten and imprisoned. she wasn’t right in her mind. sometimes, when a soldier’s arm festers, it needs to be cut free to save the man’s life...[rand] wasn’t the problem. your mother was.” like MAN that all hurts so much! and is the complete opposite of the woman gawyn knew all his life! no wonder he refuses to believe it! and of course bryne has no idea that she was under a forsaken’s compulsion the whole time. my heart hurts that this is the legacy morgase left behind and this is the way people think of her. she deserves better!! if i don’t get my full trakand family reunion i’ll scream!!

oh shit sheriam is actually a darkfriend?? i thought she was just under halima’s thumb but not actually a darkfriend. man! i was always complaining that rj revealed darkfriends too soon too often but it doesn’t even matter because i never remember who’s a darkfriend anyway jkfjgh

min is wearing a scarf around her neck to cover her strangulation bruises AS IF THE CASE FOR MIN BEING LITERALLY JUST A FEMALE AND THUS RAND-DATEABLE VERSION OF MAT WAS NOT ALREADY STRONG ENOUGH!! GODDAMMIT she has mat’s ENTIRE aesthetic!!!! also, why tf didn’t nynaeve just Heal her?? min doesn’t have mat’s level of issues with the power, surely she would’ve asked for Healing.

okay, we DO get an explanation for why avi didn’t arrive to see what was going on with rand and semirhage: “she’d felt [his pain] during semirhage’s attack too, though at first she’d mistakenly thought it to be a nightmare. she’d quickly realized that she was wrong. no nightmare could be that terrible. she could still feel echoes of that incredible pain, those waves of agony, the frenzy inside of him. aviendha had raised the alarm, but not quickly enough. she had toh to him for her mistake” hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yeah i still call bullshit. i have dabbled in fiction writing, i recognize an “i need to cobble together an excuse for this character not to be present in a scene they would by all logic be present for because i don’t want them to be there” when i see one jdkfg

why does avi call min by first name alone in her narration but not rand??? it makes no sense! min is a stranger to her and rand is her boyfriend and warder! not that you would know it from this book.

“his fight had left him scarred in ways she did not yet understand” UGH avi never gets let in on ANYTHING that happens in rand’s life! min does come to her seemingly with the intention of talking to her about what happened, but gets put off by avi saying that rand’s problems are his own to deal with..........which she only says because she has no idea what those problems are and how bad they are, because no one ever bothers to tell her anything about them! if min had just been like “okay i get that, but he went through MAJOR trauma last night and was forced via male a’dam to almost kill me” then avi would CERTAINLY have changed her tune and wanted to help! ugh!!! just when it seems like avi might finally be allowed to be part of her own relationship, the narrative goes “sike” and takes that opportunity away again to ensure that it’s only rand and min!

“‘rand al’thor will deal with his problems,’ she said. ‘how can you say that?’ min asked, glancing at her. ‘can’t you feel his pain?’ ‘i feel each and every moment of it,’ aviendha said through gritted teeth.” this feels like such a moment of min believing herself to be/implying that she is The One Real Partner Who Truly Knows And Loves Rand and i’m glad avi set her down

rather than talking to avi about the shit that went down, min just goes “i still worry sometimes that we’ll...come to a confrontation” “i have to admit, i don’t much like the idea of sharing” girl your shared boyfriend has had a complete mental breakdown and was forced to almost kill you, and all you care to discuss with your co-girlfriend is the fact that you still don’t want her in the relationship??? PRIORITIES. LEARN SOME.

“i suppose that we could fight with knives, but it would hardly be a fair fight. what honor would there to be gained in fighting one with no skill?” LMAOOOOO FINISH HER AVIENDHA she is my idol for this. second best burn after egwene’s to elaida.

“‘i don’t know about that,’ min said, flipping a knife from her sleeve and spinning it across her knuckles. ‘i’m hardly defenseless.’ she made the knife vanish up her other sleeve. why was it that the wetlanders always showed off such flourishes with their knives? thom merrilin had been prone to that as well. didn’t min understand that aviendha could have slit the woman’s throat thrice over during the time it took to flash that knife like a street performer?” FINISH HER AVIENDHA

min’s like so if i don’t want to share rand, and if you don’t want to share rand (avi notes in her narration that she only doesn’t want to share him with someone she doesn’t know, ofc) then what do we do? and avi says “we continue as we have. you have what you wish, and i am occupied by other matters. when it becomes a different time, i will inform you.” rubbing salt in the wound that min has what she wishes, unlimited unshared Rand Time, and avi is having her time wasted by other things! the harem vibes are sooo strong in this convo and it really contrasts the avi-elayne dynamic, when they would talk about rand together and how much they both loved and missed him and what sorts of kissing techniques were their favorite, and all the times when they said or thought that having the other woman there to miss and love rand with them was such a comfort and blessing, vs. avi and min basically going “you get custody of rand for now, drop him off at my house next weekend for when it’s my turn”

i’m not even speaking just from my own personal opinions when i say that removing min from the polycule would make everything better. narratively, so many things would make so much more sense! elayne/rand/avi is a perfect dynamic where all 3 sides of the triangle have their own unique and meaningful relationship, even if we keep avilayne platonic (but why would we), whereas min constantly feels like an awkward, shoehorned-in outlier because her relationships with avi and elayne are so underdeveloped (basically nonexistent). and since elayne and avi both have plotlines and duties separate from rand, he can effectively push them away To Protect Them and self-isolate, whereas min also being his girlfriend and not having anything else to do but stick by his side causes double standards and logic issues and lessens the effectiveness of his self-isolation arc.

awww avi says that “amys had been a second mother to her in many ways” ❤️❤️❤️ fueling my vague headcanon that, since we’ve never heard a peep about her parents, she was orphaned young and raised by amys, lian, and rhuarc (since lian is her aunt). i remember that around tsr i kept thinking rhuarc was aviendha’s dad and then being like “no wait i’m just making that up” lmao

we get two (2) almost interactions between avi and rand this chapter: first rand sees her at a distance and waves, but she turns away from him and continues on her way, and second avi smiles at him from a distance but he’s looking in a different direction and doesn’t see her. AND THEN SHE FUCKING LEAVES FOR RHUIDEAN!!! THEY WERE IN THE SAME PLACE FOR MAYBE A MONTH AND 400 PAGES AND THEY LITERALLY NEVER INTERACTED!!!!!! I AM ENRAGED honestly what was even the POINT of sending avi to arad doman if her relationships with rand and min weren’t going to get any real development? why not just have her “doing useless tasks until she snaps at the wise ones and they welcome her as one of them” plotline take place in caemlyn? elayne could have easily been the one to push her to snap at the wise ones instead of min, and amys & co could’ve Traveled to caemlyn for any number of reasons so that they (instead of monaelle) could’ve then been there to oversee this final step of avi’s training. maybe rj would’ve intended to do more with avi being in the same location as rand and min, but i don’t know.

shemerin (de-shawled aes sedai who escaped the tower and went to bryne’s camp) mentions that she escaped via “a small watergate.” i hope this is foreshadowing a lil heist where gawyn and siuan sneak into the tower to rescue egwene!!!! since it mentions that siuan is the one who asked for details on how she got out of the tower, and ofc gawyn would not let an Egwene Rescue Heist leave without him. i need more heists! have we had any good heists since mat breaking into the stone? oh i guess mat’s escape from ebou dar was also heist-y, except most of it was just mentioned in a flashback and not actually shown onscreen. yes i’m still mad about that.

“why, mat could remember when he’d thought baerlon a large city” and min still does lmao

“if moiraine was still alive...light, what would that mean? how would rand react?” mat thinking of rand’s reaction first and foremost 🥺

“mat had little love for moiraine” show your mother some respect!

mat is going to caemlyn! where elayne is! and planning to stop on the way at four kings! where he once went with rand! oh my heart!!

mat and thom reminiscing about the Great Cauthor Roadtrip 😭😭 take me back!! and mat says that rand was good at the flute 🥺

“[rand] sat splay-legged in a richly embroidered shirt, a coat of black and red tossed aside and crumpled next to the log wall beside him.” mat providing us a nice sexy description of rand

“that arm ended in a stump. the first time mat had seen that - a few weeks back - it had shocked him. how had rand lost the hand? the man barely seemed alive, propped up like that, unmoving. though his lips did seem to be moving, mumbling or muttering. light! mat thought. burn you, what are you doing to yourself?” 😭😭😭😭😭😭 see: my point with perrin above. rand’s non-min-and-nynaeve loved ones DO care about him and ARE worried about him, it’s only many books of narrative-induced physical separation that prevent them from being there for him!

however, mat immediately follows this up with “well, at least mat wasn’t near him. count your fortunes in that, mat told himself. life hadn’t been so easy lately, but he could have been stuck near rand. sure, rand was a friend. but mat didn’t mean to be there when rand went insane and killed everyone he knew. there was friendship, and then there was stupidity.” i’m calling this a true sanderson-only Doing Dirty Of Mat occurrence, rather than one that rj started in the past couple books. this feels straight from the pages of the dragon reborn, mat hasn’t had nearly such harsh thoughts about rand in a LONG time. in fact, he implied in WH that he was planning to go back to rand (something along the lines of “if rand was in trouble, mat couldn’t do anything about it from here. first he had to get out of ebou dar.”) and again in..........either COT or KOD i forget (he was planning to bring aludra to rand because her dragons would help him). and him now suddenly declaring that he plans to stay away from rand for the foreseeable future is a major change from what we last heard! but mat does acknowledge that they will have to fight together at the last battle, at least.

“mat shook his head, dispelling the vision. burn you, rand. leave me alone.” once again mat is so much more fussed about and struggling with the rand visions than perrin has ever been. he’s soooo desperate to stop thinking about rand because he does it constantly!

“we’ll go back and pretend things are like they once were!” “i don’t know if that’s possible, lad.” “sure it is.” “oh? you’re going to go back to thinking that old thom merrilin is the wisest, most well traveled man you’ve ever known? you’ll play the gawking peasant again, clinging to my coat every time we pass a village with more than one inn in it?” 😭😭😭😭😭😭 MY HEART!!!! i consider WOT a “read the whole thing once and then never again in my life” type of series but i just might have to go back and reread the Great Cauthor Roadtrip someday for the nostalgia 😭 i’m thinking about rand and mat clapping their hands over their ears when they got to caemlyn because the big city noise was so overwhelming and am receiving physical damage!

“i don’t remember much. but i do recall that rand and i did right well for ourselves after we split up with you. we made it to caemlyn, at least. brought your flaming harp back to you unharmed, didn’t we?” “i noticed a few nicks in the frame...” “burn you, none of that! rand practically slept with that harp. wouldn’t think of selling it, even when we were so hungry we’d have gnawed on our own boots if we hadn’t needed them to get to the next town.” mat remembers that he and rand did well alone together! he’s so protective of rand when thom casts aspersions on rand’s harp-care skills! 😭😭 and so jealous of the harp for getting to be cuddled by rand every night jdkjfg mat if you hadn’t been so busy cuddling your dagger rand would have LOVED to cuddle you!

“mat hadn’t felt the pull of the ruby dagger in a very long time. he was nearly beginning to forget what it had been like to be tied to it, if it was possible to forget such a thing. but sometimes he remembered that ruby, red like his own blood. and the old lust, the old desire, would seep into him again...” oooooh is the dagger gonna make a comeback??? i never would’ve guessed that plotline might not be wrapped up fully, especially now that shadar logoth is gone hmmmmm i guess fain is still around, but i assumed he would be rand’s to deal with. we shall see!

“i feel old these days, mat, like a faded rug, hung out to dry in the wind, hinting of the colors it once showed so vibrantly. sometimes, i wonder if i’m any use to you anymore. you hardly seem to need me.” “what? of course i need you, thom!” 😭😭😭

i loved this whole chat between mat and thom! late series mat is at his best when he’s not interacting with, in the presence of, or thinking about any women lmfao (with the problem always being mat, not the women. except when the woman is tuon, then the problem is 60% her 40% mat.)

i do feel a difference in writing style more strongly in mat’s povs, especially in dialogue - mat’s dialogue and narration was always the most informal in rj’s books too, but sanderson’s version of that feels even more informal still. and a lot of mat’s and talmanes’s banter in this book feels............more bro-y is the only adjective i can come up with to describe the sense i’m getting jkfghj

“‘burn me, but it would be nice to know where rand is, if only to know where not to go.’ the colors spun, showing him rand - but the man was standing in a room with no view of the outside, giving mat no clue as to where he might be.” please mat, you’re so desperate to find out where rand is so you can go running straight into his arms 😌

spooky groundhog day town where everyone goes crazy murdering each other at night and then wakes up fine the next morning with only nightmares of what happened. wondering what the purpose of this incident is. only as a one-off episode to illustrate the dark one’s growing touch on the world, or will mat and/or the rest of his party experience long-term consequences? the mayor says that all other travelers who’ve been there at night end up getting pulled into it too and stuck there, but mat and co SEEM to have escaped unscathed........i’m coming down on the side of “one-off episode to illustrate dark one’s growing touch” because it is FAR too late in the series to introduce a new plotline where mat and co are cursed to become groundhog day zombies lmao

“pips kicked out and knocked another [attacker] to the ground with a hoof to the head.” PIPS MY KING

when joline almost hits mat with a fireball: “bloody ashes! what do you think you’re doing?” “cauthon?” “who do you bloody think it is!” “i don’t know! you came around so quickly, weapons out. are you trying to get killed?” “we’re trying to rescue you!” “do we look like we need rescuing?” “well, you’re still here, aren’t you?” i’m mad because if you just took the misogyny and the spanking and the mat-almost-letting-tuon-keep-her-collared-because-he-thinks-she’s-annoying out of mat and joline’s dynamic, they would’ve had such fire enemies to lovers potential. honestly i would forgive so much if joline just got to spank mat in retaliation. i need that to happen. but, actually, continuing the trend of “rj booting main characters out of roles and creating new minor characters to fill them less effectively,” joline’s kinda just filling elayne’s role in mat’s life as the ~arrogant~ aes sedai he’s always bickering with and complaining about yet also can’t stop thinking about how pretty she is. and now i am also thinking about elayne spanking mat, which is another thing i need to happen.

talmanes WHISTLING at joline wearing only a bathrobe because she was attacked during her bath SMH TALMANES i thought you were better than this!

while a wounded band member is being Healed: “it made [mat] shiver as he imagined the one power leaking out of her and into the man. that was almost as bad as dying, bloody ashes but it was!” why under the light mat’s arc wasn’t him coming to terms with the power via his close connections with channeler loved ones, elayne and nynaeve and egwene and rand, i will never understand. just when that arc was getting off the ground in ACOS, it was cut off at the knees and sent veering back into the opposite direction! into a character regression of mat’s anti-channeler prejudices being enforced by his relationship with someone who enslaves channelers, rather than challenged by his relationships with channelers! deeply unsatisfying narratively speaking.

mat has a vision of rand asleep in bed with min curled up beside him. ARE YOU FUCKING TELLING ME THAT RAND IS STILL CARRYING OUT HIS “PUSH AWAY EVERYONE BUT MIN” DOUBLE STANDARD AFTER HE ALMOST KILLED HER BECAUSE SHE WAS NEAR HIM????? WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK WHY HAS THAT INCIDENT NOT CHANGED HIS MIN-RELATED BEHAVIOR IN ANY WAY???? WHY IS HE STILL LETTING HER SLEEP ALONE AND UNPROTECTED NEXT TO HIM??? WHY DID HE NOT TRY TO OPEN A GATEWAY TO CAEMLYN AND TOSS HER RIGHT THROUGH TO PROTECT HER FROM HIMSELF??? i don’t necessarily WANT rand to hate and blame himself to that extent, but given the way his entire character and personality is, you would think that this is how he would behave in the aftermath of almost killing a loved one!!

“burn me, i wish they’d all [the dark one and co] just go bother rand. he likes it.” “you really think that?” “i wish i did. it would make things easier.” is mat saying that it would be easier to believe that rand likes fighting the shadow, because knowing that he doesn’t makes mat worry about him??? 🥺

and next chapter begins with a map, so i’m thinking we’re about to switch gears and this is a good place to end this recap! truly so much harder a decision with all this plotline-hopping

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