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sorry for the long read but this is important (aka lets talk about plagiarism)
hello! so, if anyone remembers the other day i posted a lil snippet for a smutshot involving remus/sirius/james. originally, someone got very upset about the lack of tags and accused me of writing SA—it was not SA, it was teasing someone and edging them, but i digress. people misread things all the time and thats whatever—and they privately messaged me accusing the same thing and saying i needed to tag better as i had triggered them. i deleted the post not wanting to upset anyone else, apologised for upsetting them then whilst trying to explain my work and explain how it wasnt SA, they blocked me. that's fair and i moved on learning my lesson as i clearly did something wrong.
what isn't fair, is rewriting said work for yourself and posting it on YOUR ao3 account.
i was sent the story and commented:
you deleted this post almost immediately and proceeded to say it isn't plagiarism. this is the definition of plagiarism btw:
that's what you did. it's the exact same scenario, it's a threesome, and the dialogue is VERY similar. the premise for the scene is the same. I've got some screenshots of both works below to highlight this:
MINE:
THEIRS:
now this isn't word for word, obviously, and theirs is a longer one shot with other plot points involved, but these scenes are similar. the dialogue in particular is similar. its a slap in the face honestly; to be given shit by someone and then see that they decided to use it for themselves.
there is always consent in my work, i've never had anyone say before that this is an issue as my finished works have discussions of safe words and safe sex and boundaries. pretty much everything i've ever written that involves sex has a conversation regarding safe words. i clearly tagged it wrong and i will admit that. i will take the blame for that and tag accordingly from now on.
but you used my work for your own. and also (since you added this to the ao3 post i'll include it) you admitted to using my work:
'inspired by some drama'
YOU REWROTE WHAT I MADE. YOU USED SIMILAR DIALOGUE. THE SAME SETTING. YOU JUST MADE IT YOUR OWN AND ARE ACTING LIKE THAT ISN'T PLAGIARISM??
like—
just because you didn't think i would 'appreciate' being mentioned does not mean you do it?? you literally admitted to 'tweaking' it and writing it yourself. this is such stupid fucking drama and so unnecessary what did you want to gain from this??
do not use other peoples fucking work. SIMPLE.
also i shouldnt have to say this but dont give this person shit. dont send hate in my name, its not worth it and not the point of this post whatsoever .im not naming them, they know who they are even if they've blocked me. i dont care if you see this, honestly i hope you see it. just please take plagiarism seriously because its annoying af and weird
ANYWAY have a lovely day <3
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 (𝐈𝐈)
pairing: matt rempe x ballerina!reader ; jack hughes x ballerina!reader
summary: you can read part 1 for the context, cause if i write the summary i think i might spoil the whole fic
warning: english is not my native language, mention of cheating, being a single mom. this was written base on my imagination, please don’t take seriously.
a/n: yes i know i know i re-write this to make it better cause the 1st version of it quite not my liking so, hope this version be better
taglist: add yourself here. add to be tag in my next part!!
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user1 aww hi Francesca, i’m Francesca too
user2 She does not said she’s a single mom but I know she is, and that’s made me love her even more
user3 @/jackhughes regret? too bad, too late already :(())
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user1 Congratz Jack and Daisy, love you both
user2 Damn didn’t know her pussy is that good :))
user3 Omgosh what is this now
user4 tbh I’m so embarrassed when I am both Jack and Daisy fan. After knowing all the things happened to Y/n and her daughter
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user1 How do you feel about Jack getting marry soon
user2 Let me answer it for her, she don’t fucking care and stop asking those stupid ass question
user3 She’s so pretty
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nhlwags_andthewag [TODAY WAG] After receiving news that Jack and Daisy were engaged, Y/n officially unfollowed Jack on Instagram after 5 years of following each other on Instagram. Additionally, she followed Matt Rempe, Alley Rempe (Matt's sister) and the New York Rangers this morning, Alley also comment on Y/n post. Is this related to recent rumors made by NYR fans? Leave a comment below if you think the same as me
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user1 I know this is their privacy but I gotta say they’re dating and I think they both are in a serious relationship
user2 Well I mean she’s well known in the NHL so might be friend support friend. Ya know it’s hard to be a single mom such a young age, a supporter is really a need
user3 @/nhl_deuxmoi Can you confirm this??
user4 The easiest thing to confirm is to wait until NJD and NYR are on the same ice next week, I'm a fan of NYR and I know Matt, he looooves a good fight.
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y/n and matt ig story
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𝜗𝜚 ⋆ BIRTHDAY .ᐟ (ethan’s version)
just a small blurb for mr ethan edwards bc roro ( @wintfleur ) let me know that today was his bday .. so a little commotion for him actually … takes place BEFORE luke moves to jersey and a little after he daisy and ethan get together ok <3
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daisospahm i literally blocked ethan for this bc i wanted to post my gift for him without him knowing ++ it’s literally 11pm im a HUSTLER 😮💨 (ft. luke watching — he signed the card dw!!) shoutout to stella and luke and rutger for reassuring me that the gift is good 😭 there’s more but i’ve decided not to add it here :3
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trevorzegras and tell me why rutger is tied up in slide 2 🤨
daisospahm icl i couldn’t tell you .. i was writing the card one minute and the next my ribbon went missing
entersteller i’m just a girl ok ☹️ he needed some nice ribbon !!
lhughes_06 are you planning to give him to ethan or …
rutgermcgroarty and if she was 😽
dreagraves the build a bear frogs 🥹
daisospahm luke thought it’d be silly if we dressed them up like him and i for ethan actually LOL so i made them clothes
dreagraves you make me sick (that’s so cute shits)
jackhughes shoutout luke for just sitting there
lhughes_06 i just breathed 🙄
davidungh blocking 1/2 boyfriends is actually crazy
daisospahm if you don’t shut the fuck up ur next 🥰
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ahndaesee ethan on film for ethan day 📸 .. but in all seriousness, happy birthday to one of my favourite guys in the whole world. 🩷 i’ll never stop being thankful for the way you make me smile till my cheeks hurt. love you to the moon and back, ed.
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📍edwards.73 thank you pretty girl ❤️ i love you
ahndaesee 1/2 of my boys 🩷
edwards.73 speaking of which where is he
ahndaesee 🤫
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davidungh cakes and candles ethan 🎂
ahndaesee cakes and candles…
davidungh am i not allowed to wish my brother in law a happy birthday
ahndaesee DONT GIVE THEM IDEAS .
lhughes_06 too late :)
edwards.73 brother in law thank you 🥰
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ahndaesee edwards.73 found him
edwards.73 thanks lucky 🫶🏻 i love you
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stellahughes you know the relationship is good when sunghoon approves 😭
ahndaesee EL OH EL ur so right 😭
edwards.73 lhughes_06 we made it 🥹❤️
lhughes_06 feeling real grateful rn 🥲
stellahughes u did him justice daisy 🥰
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stellahughes and if i am
ahndaesee you and your bf are really the same
rutgermcgroarty and if we are 🥰
lhughes_06 im gonna be honest im a bit afraid
dylanduke25 is your boyfriend single
_alexturcotte asking for a friend
ahndaesee no.
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ynaniu happy birthday ethan!! 🫶🏻
dreagraves RAAAHH ETHAN DAY
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ahndaesee $30 per hour flat rate with $30 service fee:)
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note from mei ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ happy ethan day everyone !! i hope everyone likes this .. it’s so long (i’m very sorry)
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↳ Index [Chapter 07 - Medicine]
Warnings: she is a nervous bean, Tae & Koo are hurt my poor boys :(, healing magic heheh, they're all so right for each other <3
Wordcount: 7.8k
a/n: dude. all my author notes are "i love them" but it is, in fact, the truth <3
“Jungkook, no!” you call after him, but too late.
He leaped off the edge, expecting to land gently like he would in the real world, but instead he almost face plants the ground.
All you can hear is a dull impact followed by a genuinely surprised, “oof” and “ouchies my knees.”
“Kookie”, you are by the edge instantly. As are Yoongi and Taehyung.
The latter, in his worry, leaps off the edge as well, calling out Jungkook’s name.
“Tae no!” you scream, but too late.
He lands just as harshly as Jungkook, twisting his ankle and falling to his bum harshly.
“Aua, ah, ouch”, he gets out, holding his own ankle while next to him, Jungkook rubs his knees and whines about them being in pain.
“You fucking idiots, goddamn it”, you mumble under your breath, “stay where you are, we’re coming down. Yoongi, use the ladder.”
“I was planning to”, he says, following you down the safe way, “you two are idiots. Why did you jump down like that?”
“I forgot that I’m human in here”, Jungkook whines.
“As did I”, Taehyung whines, “ah, my ankle hurts unbearably.”
“My knees hurt too. Aua, it hurts so bad”, Jungkook whines and lets out a sob of pain.
“God, you two”, you say, kneeling down between them. Yoongi joins your side, touching Jungkook under his knees while you turn your attention to Taehyung.
“Where does it hurt?”
“My ankle. There”, Taehyung says and points at it.
You press down on it, resulting in sharp pain to shoot through his lower leg. He flinches away.
“There?”
“Yes. Ah, fuck”, he gets out and drops his head in the dirt as he writhes in pain, “I think I ripped the tendon, it hurts so much”, he gets out through gritted teeth, throwing his hand over his eyes as he whimpers in agony.
“No my darling, this is so awful oh god”, you say and run your hand over his ankle softly, “I’ll try to move it. Okay?”
“Do you have to?”
“I’ll be gentle. I need to see if it’s broken.”
“Alright, oh god”, Taehyung says and tenses his jaw.
“Okay, take a deep breath. One, two, three.”
You can move his foot, but Taehyung flinches away after just a few seconds.
“Ah.”
“Hurts?”
“Yes.”
“Shit. Oh god, Tae”, you say and look at Yoongi, “Yoongi, what do we do?”
Yoongi, who was busy assessing Jungkook’s situation, looks at Taehyung. His face carries seriousness.
“Can you move your foot?” he asks.
“Barely”, Taehyung says, showcasing the tiniest of movement.
“Mhm. Yeah, you guys really fucked it”, he decides, “what were you thinking jumping off like this? You could have fucking killed yourselves.”
“We didn’t do it on purpose.”
“Yeah well, look at where this still got you.”
“I only jumped off because I was so worried about Kook and I forgot that I am basically useless in here”, Taehyung defends himself, sitting up which results in more pain to shoot through his leg, “ah”, he tenses up, pulling a face of agony.
“Okay, let’s not fight right now”, you say, sending Yoongi a look.
The latter nods his head, looking at Jungkook instead because your serious eyes flustered him. He rubs his hand over Jungkook’s left knee.
“We gotta get you guys inside. I know a healing spell, but I don’t know if Agatha has the ingredients for it.”
“Okay, what do we gotta do?”
“Do you remember the spell I showed you before?”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s use it to lift them”, Yoongi says and changes his position next to Jungkook, “can I show her what I mean?”
“Yeah, what do I have to do?”
“Put your arms around my shoulders.”
Jungkook follows.
“Good. Stay like this and I’ll put my right arm under your legs now. Ready?”
“Yeah.”
Yoongi moves slowly in order not to hurt his knees even more. His left arm he drapes around Jungkook’s waist.
“See? Like this. Make sure you give his body general support and then imagine how the magic takes his weight off your arms. You still gotta do the carrying, but with the magic, he won’t feel heavy. Like this”, Yoongi says and stands up with Jungkook in his arms.
“Woah”, Jungkook gasps, looking at Yoongi with big eyes, “that feels funny.”
“Yeah, like you’re floating. Does it hurt your knees?”
“No. Not at all. Woah this is impressive, wow.”
Yoongi turns to you. To an untrained eye it looks as if he was carrying Jungkook bridal style. Quite frankly, even to a trained eye it looks like that. But judging from Jungkook’s genuinely comfortable expression, no strain was put on his knees right now.
“Like this. Try it yourself.”
“Okay, okay I’ll try. Oh god, I’m nervous. I’ve only done this twice before”, you babble, reaching for Taehyung.
“Your hands are trembling”, he says, holding them gently.
“I’m nervous. I don’t wanna hurt you.”
“You won’t. I trust you.”
“Well, at least one of us has to. Right?” you say, laughing nervously.
“It’s okay princess, you can’t hurt him with the spell. He’ll just feel heavy if it’s not done right”, Yoongi assures you.
“Take your time, baby”, Jungkook reassures you.
“I really trust you”, Taehyung encourages you.
Their sweet words calm down your racing heart. You can’t hurt Taehyung. Even if you mess up, the outcome won’t be awful. It feels so healing to your broken inner child to have partners who make such a little deal out of small mistakes.
You take a deep breath and close in on Taehyung.
“Okay, I’ll try it”, you say.
“That’s my girl. You’re doing so well”, Yoongi praises.
Taehyung smiles and wraps his arms around you. His encouraging smile doesn’t fall as you place your arms in the right position and neither as you close your eyes to try and visualise the spell working.
“Okay, I think I got it”, you say and try to lift Taehyung. You fail miserably, grunting embarrassingly, “sorry, that was a weird sound. Ah god, sorry. Sorry.”
“It’s alright, just try again”, Taehyung assures you.
“Sorry, fuck, sorry”, you stutter and try to lift him again, “ah! No that was a fail. Sorry, wait.”
“Hey, it’s okay”, Yoongi soothes you. He squats down and puts Jungkook on the ground softly. He rubs your back and Jungkook does the same, “don’t panic, my love. You’re doing okay.”
“I’m just scared. I, I don’t wanna hurt him.”
“You won’t. Trust me”, Yoongi promises and rubs the nape of your neck gently, “trust yourself, princess love.”
“We all trust in your abilities. So if you can’t trust yourself yet, trust us. We know that you can do it”, Jungkook says.
“Come, let’s try again. I’ll even make myself lighter”, Taehyung says, making you laugh softly.
“Yeah okay, I’ll try again. God sorry, I’m a nervous mess”, you say and close your eyes.
It doesn’t feel different at first until suddenly it does. Taehyung practically feels as if he was lifting off the ground all on his own.
“Darling”, Taehyung gasps, “darling, you’re doing it!”
“I’m doing it. I’m doing it?”
“You are, keep going”, Yoongi encourages you, standing up with Jungkook in his arms. The spell comes as easy to him as breathing does. He doesn’t even have to concentrate on visualising it and he knows that one day, you will get there as well.
“Wow, look at you! You’re doing it!” Jungkook cheers you on.
You are standing, Taehyung is in your arms and it feels easy to do. You turn around.
“I’m doing it!” you squeak, beaming at Yoongi and Jungkook.
“You are, wow you’re so awesome!”
“Good job, princess. Now try to keep that connection to the feeling and we’ll carry them inside.”
“Okay, okay. I can do that.”
“That’s my girl. You make me so proud”, Yoongi praises and turns so he could lead the way. You follow him with light steps, giggling happily.
“Can you feel that, Tae? You’re like air in my arms.”
“It feels most peculiar. As if I am floating”, he says and rests his head on your shoulder, “you are so impressive, my darling.”
“Yeah, I guess I am”, you snicker, “sorry for panicking. This was embarrassing.”
“Don’t apologise. I would have panicked as well if our roles were reversed.”
“I think you did really awesome”, Jungkook says, “don’t you agree, Yoongi?”
“Yeah, you don’t gotta be embarrassed. You did well.”
“Thank you, guys. God”, you say and do a little skip of happiness. It feels so healing to be with them.
You put Jungkook and Taehyung on the spacious sofa, making sure that their legs are properly supported.
“Now what do we gotta do?”
“We’re gonna make an oil which will speed up the healing. Then we’re gonna spread it on their wounds in a certain pattern and chant a spell as we do it. The oil will serve as a catalyst so the healing magic can soak their fibers.”
“Does all healing magic need oils to work?”
“The kind I learned yes, but there is another form of healing as well. Nilrem always called it Mending and said that only a very few witches were able to master it.”
“What’s Mending?”
“You manipulate the body through your magic. You shift bones back into place, reconnect muscle tissues and so on. It’s basically manipulating the body into its smallest fibers.”
“That sounds kinda nasty.”
“It is. Nilrem always said that these Menders can feel the body change under their spells.”
“Ew okay, really nasty.’
“Mhm yeah. Now can you get me some lavender, buckhorn, nettles and pine bark from outside? We’ll need it for the oil.”
“Of course. How much?”
“A handful of everything should be enough.”
“Your hand or mine?”
He glances at you.
“What? An important question. Your hand fits like three times more than mine.”
“Your hand will be enough.”
“Okay, okay. Coming right up.”
Yoongi puts some oil on the stove while you are outside. He looks at the two patients while it heats up.
“How are you two doing?”
They look at him over their shoulders.
“It hurts.”
“Could be better.”
“Mhm, you’ll feel better soon. The spell is very strong. One of my friends broke her leg once and we applied the spell on it. Next day she could walk again.”
“Wow, really?”
“Yeah. It’ll work, I know it will”, he says and turns away to stir the oil. He prepares some tea afterwards, letting it steep and carrying it to them before you are back.
“What’s this?”
“Tea. It’ll calm you down.”
“Calm us down?”
“The spell is gonna be”, he exhales deeply, “it’s not gonna be pleasant for you. It’ll help, but it’s a bitch during the process.”
“Oh god, really?”
“Yeah.”
“Why are you saying this, hyung? Now I am frightened.”
“Sorry, I just thought that it’s best to let you know so you know what’s gonna happen. Here, drink this tea, it’ll help.”
“Thank you.”
“Heavens, I hope it will. I already suffered enough pain in the past.”
“I’m back and I got everything”, you enter the cottage, hurrying to the stove, “what should I do with it? Oh my god you guys, I burned my hands so many times on the stupid nettles. They’re so sensitive now.”
“Oh no, poor girl.”
“Yeah right. Should I put everything into the oil already?”
Yoongi hurries to you, looking into the pot. The oil is beginning to boil. He lowers the heat.
“Yes, put all of it in there.”
“Okay, okay.”
“Next we’re gonna add two cinnamon sticks, three peppercorns and dried dandelion roots.”
“Does everything have meaning in this recipe?”
“Cinnamon and pepper is for warmth, lavender for calming, nettles support blood circulation and buckhorn is there to prevent inflammation. I’ll show you something with it. Show me your hands.”
You show them to him. Yoongi takes a few leaves of the buckhorn and chews on them. Once they are just a little mushy, he places them on your hands, rubbing it over the nettle burns.
“It contains tannins which cancel out the nettle poison. You’ll feel better soon.”
“Thank you”, you whisper, finding yourself so utterly mesmerised by him.
He knows so much. It makes you so attracted to him.
“There we go, all better”, he says and throws the chewed leaves away, “the pine bark and roots are there to support the magic. Roots are nourishment for the plant and keep it grounded. If the roots are strong, the plant is strong. So roots serve as a strengthening element for magic spells. Bark keeps trees protected and in the spell we’ll do, it will make sure to keep the magic protected from outside influences. If they shower and wash off the oil, the bark will keep the magic sealed inside their body and therefore keep its healing going.”
“I see. I understand everything perfectly. Thank you for explaining it to me.”
“Of course. One day, you’ll be able to do it all on our own.”
“Yeah, hopefully.”
“I’m sure of it. You’re intelligent and talented, you’ll be a very good witch”, he says encouragingly, rubbing your lower back.
“Thank you”, you whisper, feeling shy.
“Mhm. Now we gotta wait for a bit. How are you doing, boys?”
“Nervous.”
“Frightened.”
“Why?” you ask.
“The spell is gonna hurt, I kinda told them already.”
“Really? Noo, is there no alternative?”
“Sadly not, no.”
“Gosh, this sucks”, you pout.
“Hm yeah.”
You break away from Yoongi, hurrying to the others. You rub their shoulders in hopes of calming them down.
“We’ll be quick and it’ll be better afterwards. Promise.”
“I know, we trust you. It’s just scary because it’ll hurt.”
“Gosh, I know baby”, you give Jungkook a back hug, kissing his cheek and squishing your cheek against it afterwards, “mhm my baby, I’m glad nothing worse happened to you.”
“Me too, yeah.”
You back hug Taehyung as well, snuggling your cheek against his’.
“You too, darling. I’m so glad nothing awful happened.”
“Me too. It was foolish of us to jump.”
“Yeah, muscle memory can be traitorous sometimes.”
“It truly can be.”
“Princess, do you wanna come here for a second?”
“Yes, of course. What do you need?”
“I just wanna show you what to do to turn the oil from normal into magical.”
“Show me.”
“Once the herbs look like this, you have to stir the oil three times into clockwise direction and speak the word Elictis as you do it. It’ll activate the magic in it.”
“Do I have to channel the oil as I do it?”
“No, yourself. I’ll do it tonight because you’re not stable enough yet.”
“Yes, okay. Good idea. I bet my worry and nervousness would mess up the magic.”
“Definitely. Don’t worry, you’ll be able to do it one day.”
“I know, thank you my love.”
“You could start with them already as I do it. The oil’s still gotta cook for another five minutes.”
“Yes, of course.”
“Good. Get the injured limp exposed. Hear me, boys? We have to take off your pants if that’s okay.”
“It’s fine with me.”
“I do not mind either. Ah, it is difficult to do by myself.”
“Wait, Tae. I’ll help you”, you say and hurry to him.
You help him and Jungkook, then it is already time for the oil to be finished. Yoongi shows you how to harden it with the help of magic, earning himself a row of impressed gasps.
Afterwards you start work on your patients, rubbing the oil on the wounded parts whilst whispering the correct word. It is needless to say that it wasn’t a comfortable experience for neither Jungkook nor Taehyung and that there was a time where you needed to take a break for Taehyung’s sake.
He is sniffling, pouting with teary eyes.
“It hurts, please stop”, he pleads.
“Gosh Tae, I’m sorry”, you say, moving in to kiss his tears away, “I’m sorry, it’s so awful I know.”
“Do we still have to do this for long?” Jungkook asks with worry in his eyes. He is hurting too, but seeing Taehyung cry hurts more.
“It’s gonna be over soon”, Yoongi assure him, “try to hold each other and power through it. I’m sorry Tae, I know it’s bad but you’ll feel better afterwards.”
“Take my hand, okay?” Jungkook says, intertwining fingers with him. Taehyung looks at him, “we’ll do it together”, Jungkook assures him with a smile.
“Are you ready, darling?” you ask him, already situated by his foot again.
“I guess”, Taehyung says and looks away.
“Begin again”, Yoongi says and concentrates on Jungkook’s knees.
The pain starts again, Jungkook swallows down his own complaint for Taehyung’s sake. The latter squeezes his eye shut and bares his teeth, tightening his hand around Jungkook’s. Like this, the two men power through the last few moments of the spell. They are sweaty and exhausted afterwards, needing to drink water.
“You did really well”, Yoongi praises them as he washes his hands.
“Seriously, we’re so proud of you”, you agree, drying your hands after having washed them.
You return to them, wiping their foreheads with a paper towel.
“I’m tired”, Taehyung confesses.
“That’s part of the spell. You exerted your bodies a lot. It’s best to sleep it off”, Yoongi explains and picks up Jungkook, “let’s get you comfortable.”
You pick up Taehyung, following Yoongi upstairs to put the two patients under the sheets. You tug him in while Yoongi makes sure that Jungkook is comfortable. You are talking to Taehyung, but your conversation is so quiet that Yoongi and Jungkook can talk comfortably as well.
“I watched you be brave for Tae’s sake. How are you doing? Honestly.”
“It hurt so much, I wanted to make noises.”
“I figured”, Yoongi smoothes his messy hair out of his face, “don’t hold back next time. You’re allowed to show discomfort too, kiddo.”
“I know”, Jungkook whispers and closes his eyes when Yoongi leans down to kiss his forehead. He smoothes his hand down his temple, kissing his left cheek next.
“You were so brave. Hyung’s proud of you”, Yoongi whispers, straightening up so he could give Jungkook a fond eye smile.
Jungkook retorts it with a fluttering heart.
“Now try to sleep”, Yoongi caresses his cheek, “you’ll feel a lot better afterwards.”
“Okay hyung”, Jungkook whispers and closes his eyes.
Yoongi tugs one last strand of hair behind his ear then steps back. Taehyung is slumbering already after you calmed him down. You are by the door, waiting for Yoongi. You look shaken by the situation and so Yoongi places his arm over your shoulders.
“Are you okay?”
“I don’t know”, you confess quietly, trembling just a little.
“Let’s take a walk”, he says, leading you outside, “you did really well, my princess.”
“I feel so bad. We really hurt them.”
“I know, the spell’s a bitch. But they’ll feel a lot better tomorrow.”
“I don’t like causing you guys pain. It upsets me so much”, you confess and gulp down a sob.
“I know, princess, I know”, he whispers, pulling you close to kiss your temple, “come on, let’s take a walk for a bit. Yeah?”
“Yes, please.”
You take the main road today, walking along the gravel path. Yoongi keeps his arm around you because you can’t seem to let him go. He doesn’t mind, giving your arm and waist little caresses whenever he can.
“This trip ended so badly, didn’t it?” you ask.
“No it didn’t. They’ll feel better tomorrow, I promise.”
“Oh god, I’m still shaky. Look”, you say, showing him your trembling hands.
Yoongi pulls you closer, “you did well. It was your first healing spell and it was upsetting, but you kept your calm.”
“Technically the first healing spell was when I healed you.”
“Exactly and you fucking scorched your hands to the bone doing that. I know it was hard to see them in pain, but it had to be done. You did really well, princess.”
“Thanks, yeah”, you say and take a deep breath. You release it shakily, touching your own forehead, “oh god, why am I shaking so much?”
Yoongi furrows his brows in worry. It upsets him that he can’t offer you comfort in the ways he could in the real world. Outside this realm, he could calm down your anxiety by touching your temple, but in here he is bound to his human abilities. His weak, limited human abilities. But then. He isn’t truly human, is he? Yoongi remembers the spells of old. The spells he learned from Nilrem, which will cause him just a little discomfort but bring comfort to you. He stops you and pulls you close to kiss your temple, listening to the deep sigh of relaxation you let out because of it. You lean into his affection, touching his arm. Yoongi can sense your anxiety because he is currently taking it on for you. He breathes through it. He knows this exact anxiety all too well.
“You know, when I was still a witch”, he speaks softly, “Nilrem also taught us how to heal people. It sounded really great and exciting in theory and I couldn’t wait to heal my first person.”
You look at him, listening to his story intently.
“It was a boy. He wasn’t much older than seven. He played outside with his friends and fell out of tree, which resulted in a broken arm and fractured collarbone. His friends carried him to our hut and begged us to heal him.”
“So you were practicing magic in public back then?”
“Of course we were. Being a witch was seen as a really noble thing and people came to us for help.”
“I see, wow that sounds so cool.”
“It was. This day, Nilrem wasn’t in town because he needed to do something in the mountains. Don’t ask me what, he never told us anything. Only Namjoon, I and two other Creators were present when the boys came and because I was the one, who had mastered the spell the best, I had to step in and heal him. I was also the oldest present, so maybe that could have been a factor too.”
“How old were you?”
“About seventeen.”
“You were so young, oh god.”
“I really was and I was so nervous. The theory sounded great, but actually doing it? I was scared.”
“I can imagine.”
“I was aware that I was helping him, but the screams as I did it fucking haunted me.”
“Oh no, Yoongi…”
“I managed to heal him and he left feeling exhausted but good, but the first thing I had to do after he left was throw up into a pot as I sobbed because I was so fucking upset about it. As I healed him, I could feel his body changing under my hands and could sense his pain and hearing a child scream in pain for way too long is awful.”
“No, my poor Yoongi. I’m so sorry you had to go through this”, you get out.
“It was upsetting, but I knew that I did the right thing because a few days later, the boy and his friends came back with wooden figures they made for me as a thank you.”
“Aw, this is so cute, gosh”, you say, having to smile.
“It was. They were really adorable little kids and the stupid punk fell out of a tree again not long after. Thankfully he didn’t break anything again.”
“Oh gosh, boys will be boys no matter what time period”, you laugh.
“Yeah, seriously”, he agrees fondly, rubbing your back, “but the reason why I told you this story is because I want you to know that being upset after your first healing spell is normal. Healing magic is very upsetting as you are doing it. It’s not easy to know that you are hurting them even if it’s for a good cause. I understand your feelings and I’m here for you.”
You hug him as tightly as possible. He is such a comforting person. He really is.
“Thank you for being there for me and, and with me. I wouldn’t know what to do without you.”
“You’d still do fucking great.”
“No, no I don’t think I would”, you gaze at him, “you’re really important to me.”
He blushes, smiling softly before pulling you in to kiss your forehead, “you’re important to me too, my love.”
“Oh god Yoongi”, you stop just so you can rest your head against his chest, pressing your ear to it as tightly as possible. You hug him as you do, counting the heartbeats in his chest.
You inhale deeply, exhaling through your nose.
“You love me, don’t you?”
“I love you so much, princess”, Yoongi speaks softly. His voice tickles your ear. To hear it together with his pulse calms you down immensely, “why do you ask?”
“I just wanted to hear it”, you say, looking at his face, “it’s nice to hear it together with your heartbeat.”
He smiles, “you’re cute���, he says and takes your hand to lead you along the path again.
It won’t be long anymore until the sun sets. The colours of the trees are changing already. The golden light will be here very soon.
“Do you still like being human?”
“Yeah, it’s nice. I like it.”
“I’m happy you do. You seem really happy here.”
“I guess I am”, he shies away, “I like how normal I am and that I have limits.”
“That’s nice. Do you like your magic?”
“Yeah, I do. I missed it”, he says, lifting his hand to create a flower. He inspects it, “I didn’t know how much I missed it, but I did. It’s nice”, he says, giving the flower to you.
“You’re so cute”, you say, sticking the flower into your hair for safe keeping, “I want to be like you one day.”
“You will. You’re very talented. I think you and Kook have this in common. You’re both insanely quick learners.”
“Yeah, that’s true”, you agree, “I’m so happy to be a witch. When I first met you guys and you did all the world saving while I was nothing but a useless burden, I felt so upset about my own limits.”
“You were never a useless burden. Don’t say that.”
“Yeah well, I felt like it. You did all the fighting, all the talking, all the saving and I had to hide away because I was so vulnerable. I understood why I had to keep low, but it made me feel useless and like a burden.”
“I’m sorry I made you feel this way. It was never my intention. I just wanted to keep you safe.”
“You didn’t make me feel this way. Gosh, don’t worry my love”, you assure him with a fond smile, giving his hand a little squeeze, “I knew why you did it, which made me feel so useless. It wasn’t you, but my own limits.”
“Oh, my princess…”
“It’s not a sad story, it really isn’t.”
“Are you sure? Cause right now, I worry a lot.”
You chuckle, “you worry all the time, my love. I don’t know if that’s such a good measurement to base it on.”
“Oh yeah”, he does a funny you-caught- me-face to lighten the situation, “you’re right.”
You laugh. Yoongi smiles.
“You’re cute, my love and I guess what I want to say is that I’m happy that I found my powers. Once I learned control and I can actually use my magic, I can help as well. I can fight and I can save people and heal them and I don’t have to feel so inferior to any danger I ever meet.”
“I like hearing that”, his voice is even softer than it already was, “it brings me a lot of peace of mind as well. You’ll be able to protect yourself. It will lessen a lot of the worry for me.”
“Knowing you, you’ll still worry way too much”, you tease him, which earns you a soft bite to your shoulder, “ah, hey!”
“Stop teasing me, I bite”, he warns, biting you again.
“Yoongi, stop”, you giggle, chasing him despite your complaints.
He chuckles deeply, straightening up.
“Gosh, you silly cat, you”, you say, nudging his arm before cuddling into him. You look up at the sky, “I think it’s gonna be dark soon.”
“Yeah. Wanna start making dinner?”
“We could do that, yeah.”
Your grandparents return when dinner is almost finished. You tell them about what happened and how you handled the difficult spell to which they praise you. Taehyung and Jungkook don’t join you for dinner, but your grandmother makes up for it by preparing her healing porridge for them. It is already a little later when she finishes, asking you if you perhaps wanted to bring them upstairs.
You agree to it because they are currently watching a sports event on television and you don’t enjoy these kinds of shows. Yoongi seems really happy however, sitting between your grandparents with a pair of hand-knitted socks on his feet and a bowl of porridge on his tummy.
You knock on the door.
“It’s open!” Jungkook calls out.
With the help of your elbow, you open the door.
“I come bearing gifts. How are my two brave warriors doing?” you say, carrying a tray of food. Warm sweet porridge and mugs of tea fill the room with a cozy scent instantly.
Taehyung and Jungkook are where you left them. Tugged into your small childhood bed with their heads nestled in soft pillows and one blanket covering them both.
“I napped and then I napped again”, Jungkook says with his eyes slightly glassy from sleep. He is basically cocooned in the pillows while Taehyung uses them to sit up.
“I finished a book and started a new one”, Taehyung says.
“That sounds like a productive afternoon. I brought you guys a little snack. Something warm to heal your terrible wounds”, you add a teasing tone on your last few words, ending it with a little grin.
Jungkook and Taehyung pout. You can’t stifle your giggle, sending them a teasing look.
“You know nothing of our pain”, Taehyung says, “we are terribly hurt.”
“Of course you are. Poor boys”, you say and click your tongue, “don’t worry. Grandma’s porridge will heal you in no time. She always made it for me whenever I was feeling bad and it always made me feel better.”
You place the tray on the bedside table.
“And I’ve got tea for a good night’s sleep. Moo made sure to give us the yummiest milk for the food and she says it’s to make sure you guys heal.”
“That’s so nice of Moo, wow”, Jungkook gushes and sits up a little, “and the porridge smells so yummy.”
“It is really yummy. Yoongi is downstairs eating a serving. He said it’s delicious.”
“Then it can only be yummy”, Jungkook says and smiles cutely.
You retort it and hand him his bowl.
“Careful it’s-”
“Ah hot”, he gasps, pulling his hands away.
“Hot. Wait, I’ll put it there. Okay?” you say and put the bowl in the little valley his thighs build. The blanket shields away the heat.
“Yes that’s nice. So warm”, he says and accepts the spoon, “thank you, baby.”
“Eat a lot”, you tell him and pick up Taehyung’s bowl, “careful darling, it’s hot. I’ll put it there as well”, you say as you place his bowl in the valley between his thighs.
“Thank you so much”, he says and accepts the spoon.
You watch them both take a bite. Their eyes light up in sync, a choir of gasps follows.
“So yummy!”
“This is delicious, wow!”
You smile, “I’m happy to hear that. It’ll heal you in no time.”
“Oh yes most definitely. I can already feel my body recovering”, Taehyung says as he enjoys the sweet porridge.
“I love how sweet it is. Is that honey?” Jungkook asks.
“Yes, it’s honey from the bees. And some cinnamon, vanilla, nutmeg and a little bit of ginger. My grandma makes the best porridge.”
“She really does. I love it. Are there raisins in there too?”
“No we used cranberries because you don’t like raisins.”
“Thank you so much”, Jungkook looks at you with sparkling eyes, “this just made my heart flutter. I could feel it.”
“You’re cute”, you say and pick up the last bowl, “do you have space for me?”
“Yes of course, come here”, Taehyung says with a full mouth.
The two men scoot their legs slightly to the side to make a small space for you between them. You crawl over Taehyung’s lap as carefully as possible and wiggle yourself into your little nest. After some scooting and moving to get all three of you comfortable, you are seated. You are sitting cross-legged with the bowl of porridge in the little nook your legs naturally form. You are facing Taehyung and Jungkook, who both seem happy to have you in bed with them.
“I hope you don’t mind that I’m here now.”
“Of course not. I am so happy to have you here”, Taehyung says and caresses your knee gently.
“Me too”, Jungkook agrees, “did you fight with Yoongi?”
“No of course not. Why?”
“Because you said that he’s downstairs eating alone.”
“We didn’t fight. He’s watching telly with grandma and grandpa. It’s basketball, I don’t wanna watch basketball tonight”, you confess and giggle mischievously, “they’re having a blast though. They know all the technical terms and everything.”
Taehyung and Jungkook chuckle fondly.
“And I wanna spend time with you guys”, you say and smile cutely.
“You are adorable”, Taehyung says and grins before shoving another spoonful of porridge into his mouth. He enjoys it with a deep hum and a smack of his lips, “delicious.”
“Yeah, it’s delicious”, you say and smile, poking your spoon into the porridge, “can I tell you guys something?”
“Of course”, Taehyung says to which Jungkook nods his head.
“I’m so happy that I discovered my powers. I never thought it possible that I could ever eat grandma’s porridge again or sit in my bedroom, let alone talk to her and spend time with her. But because I’m a witch, I can be with my grandparents again and I know it’s technically not the real world, but it feels real to me. It makes me really happy.”
Taehyung and Jungkook smile fondly. And while Jungkook touches your hand gently, caressing your knuckles, Taehyung reaches out and caresses your cheek.
“And I can visit them with you guys”, you say and smile, “when they were still actually alive, I always told them that one day I will bring my husband here and then we can eat raspberry pie together. They both died before I could fulfil this dream, but because I’m a witch, I can finally fulfil it.”
“So we’re your husbands?” Jungkook jokes, making you giggle.
You shake your head, “we don’t need human contracts to show our love do we? It’s just a silly piece of paper either way. We are so much more than our names on paper.”
“I like this”, Jungkook says.
Taehyung sits up and guides your head to him with two of his fingers under your chin. You find no time to focus your eyes on him because then he is already kissing you, stealing your senses from you. Your eyes fall closed, your right hand touches his chest. His heart is racing uncontrollably. You deepen the touch just to get more of this feeling. He tastes sweet like the porridge you both enjoy. His lips are so soft.
He pulls back, tracing your lips with his thumb.
“I like this too”, he whispers.
You let out a small giggle, nudging his cheek with your nose.
“Mhm”, he hums and pecks your lips one last time before sitting back. You and he share a deep gaze, sharing in the happiness you both experience.
“And it’s great that your grandparents don’t think us weird, isn’t it?” Jungkook asks.
You look at him. Taehyung does the same.
“Yes right?” you agree, scooting closer as you do, “I didn’t think that they would be so chill about me being poly, but they didn’t even question it. Well, at least not in a judgmental way.”
“I was quite surprised myself”, Taehyung says, “but they must have seen how happy it makes you.”
“Yeah. They are probably just happy that you feel good”, Jungkook says, “they love you a lot.”
You fluster, reaching out to nudge both of them.
“You cuties.”
“I also must talk about what you said.”
“What did I say?”
“That you sometimes think about kissing a woman.”
“Ah”, your cheeks heat up, “oh god, this is actually so embarrassing”, you confess, hiding your hand behind your hands.
“What? No, it isn’t” Jungkook gasps.
“What? Why?” Taehyung gasps.
“I don’t know. I guess I’m just weird about it”, you confess, “it’s not because I don’t wanna accept it, but more that I don’t wanna come off as fake.”
“Why would you come off as fake? It’s only natural to want to experiment when you’re getting to know yourself better.”
“Did you guys know that you’re queer instantly?”
“Of course not. I thought that I was hetero for a long time until I began experimenting with Hobi and later actually exploring with Yoongi”, Jungkook says.
“I believed to be gay for a very long until I experimented with a group of women, men and enbies and I realised that gender didn’t matter to me.”
“So you had to experiment as well? Did it feel weird at first?”
“Definitely. I grew up very conservative. You know how I wasn’t even allowed to kiss my girlfriend?”
“Yeah officially and you still snuck away to fuck in the car?”
“Oh Kookie, how scandalous”, Taehyung teases while Jungkook laughs.
“Exactly. You can imagine how weird it felt at first to kiss a man and how confused I was when I actually liked it. It can be weird at first, but you have to remember that those weird feelings often stem from learned shame and guilt and not because it’s a wrong thing to do.”
“Exactly. Sometimes it can however also mean that it is simply not your taste. Which is also a very valid reaction to have and it is a natural part of experimenting”, Taehyung says to which Jungkook agrees.
“I see. Yeah. Thanks guys, you both are such happy and proud queers, so getting advice from you really helps me”, you say and smile shyly, “I think I wanna kiss a girl. And maybe, I don’t know, maybe try even more with her. Yeah, oh god my face is so hot”, you say and snicker.
Jungkook and Taehyung snicker as well.
“This sounds like a good time, baby.”
“It indeed does. Also, if you need help on how to properly eat out a woman, I can offer my services.”
“Oh god, Tae, don’t go there”, you whine, feeling so hot all of a sudden that you are scared they might see the flames you feel under your skin.
Taehyung chuckles, “I am merely saying. I also know a few very lovely ladies, who are very willing to teach an inexperienced woman. So I can give them a call if you want me to.”
“I appreciate the effort, but I think I’ll try to take it really slow for now. I’m not really good with strangers.”
“I respect this completely. Shall you change your mind, I will be here.” He lifts his finger dramatically. “There are also other ways. Magical ways. Ways to switch genitals for just a night.”
“What?” Jungkook gasps with big eyes.
“You’re joking.”
“I am not. I may not know a lot about magic, but sex magic? Oh, I have too many books in my collection. Some spells are truly remarkable.”
“Damn, that’s lowkey hot to imagine”, Jungkook confesses.
“Guys don’t go there, oh my god”, you whine, laughing with them as you giggle over the endless possibilities. You take a deep breath afterwards, releasing it in a happy sigh. “Thank you, seriously”, you say and study their faces, “god you guys, you are so good for me. Seriously.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s just that I have quite some trauma and I feel very embarrassed very easily even if I hide it most of the time. But you are all very calm and patient and that means a lot to me.”
Jungkook takes your hand, looking at you fondly.
“I’m honestly still so embarrassed about not being able to do the spell at first”, you confess, “it’s already bad enough to be a loser in front of one boyfriend and I got three to embarrass myself in front of”, you joke.
“You’re not a loser, my darling. I think you did very well for your first time.”
“Yeah seriously, I couldn’t do what you can do. You even managed to send us to another realm.”
“Exactly. Because of you, we were able to meet your grandparents.”
“Thanks, boys. I’m happy yeah”, you look outside, “yeah, really happy”, you whisper, studying the night with melancholic eyes.
“Are you sure?”
You avert your eyes from the outside world, meeting their gazes. They seem curious and maybe a little worried.
“Yeah”, you assure them.
“Are you certain?”
“You suddenly look sad.”
“No, I guess”, you study the world outside, “I guess, I’m just melancholic in a sense.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” Jungkook asks.
“I guess, it’s just so weird to think that I’m actually able to see my grandparents again. Death is so final. You have your loved ones with you, thinking that they’re gonna be with you forever until one day they’re suddenly gone. It feels unreal at first because it can’t be real that they’re just gone for good, then it starts to feel urgent. Like you think that they’re on a really long journey you want them to return from because somehow in your mind you still haven’t accepted the fact that they won’t return. Then it starts to seep in and you begin to realise that there was no journey and there won’t be a return and it starts to hurt more than it already did. What am I even saying? Sorry, I don’t know why I said that.”
“Don’t apologise. Keep going.”
“I guess…I guess what I wanted to say with my stupid monologue about grief is that death is final, grief won’t ever get smaller but instead you learn to grown around it. You learn to grow with the knowledge that there was never a journey and there won’t ever be a return and that you just have to live with the fact that you can’t see them anymore”, you say and take a deep breath, “I think I learned to live with the fact that I won’t see my grandparents again, so it makes all of this feel like an unbelievable acid trip.”
“I can imagine.”
“And I thought that the things which would hurt me most to relive again are bigger moments, but it’s the smallest details that really got to me.”
“Tell us about them.”
“That my grandpa calls me his forest strider for example or that he fills the silence by calling my his girl”, you say, “when he wasn’t with me anymore, I kept clinging to the memory of his voice as he said these words and when I heard him call me like that again, I felt such a deep sting in my chest. You guys have no idea.”
“I know exactly how you felt. When I heard Jimin’s voice again for the first time after I thought I had lost him, I felt overwhelmed as well.”
“It feels so overwhelming, doesn’t it?”
“It truly does.”
“And the thing I missed most about my grandma is seeing her move her arm without problems. It sounds so silly, it really does. But during the last few years where I saw her, my grandma had problems with her right arm. She said it was from an injury in the garden, but maybe she got hurt fighting bad vampires.”
“Maybe”, Jungkook agrees, nodding his head, “poor Agatha.”
“Yes truly, it is awful to imagine.”
“It is”, you agree, “but in here, she can move her arm again and it means so much to me. You know, when she was still alive I often had dreams about her where she could move her arm again. Sometimes I was part of the dream and sometimes I stood next to it as I watched the scenes unfold. They weren’t bad dreams, but I still woke up crying each time. They left me so brokenhearted and even if my grandma was otherwise fine, I started to miss the version of her of when she was still healthy.”
“I understand these feelings. My grandpa had a stroke which left his left side paralysed. In the span of one day he went from being an able-bodied man to someone who needed help to walk. I was in my early teens when it happened and I also had many dreams where he was okay again”, Jungkook says.
“I feel so reassured knowing that you understand what I felt”, you say and scoot closer so you could rest your head on his chest, “I always felt so silly being so upset about my dreams.”
“You aren’t silly. It’s okay to grief something that changed”, Jungkook assures you as he scratches you behind your ear gently. His pulse is calm and steady. It is relaxing you.
You close your eyes halfway and reach out to touch Taehyung’s chest. He intertwines his fingers with you, but only after giving your knuckles a kiss each.
“Seeing my grandma move around freely again was the thing which overwhelmed me most”, you confess and close your eyes, “it’s the smallest details, but they really meant everything to me. It’s so unreal that I can actually experience them again and that time spent here is real in some way or the other. I really want to believe that they will remember us once we leave again and that whenever we come to visit, it will be as if they are still alive and we went to visit them.”
“Yes, I think that this will happen”, Jungkook assures you.
“I believe that we will have many more wonderful times here”, Taehyung agrees.
You smile and take a deep breath of relief.
“I’m so happy again.”
“That’s good to hear”, Taehyung says and rolls to his side. He drapes his arm around you, nuzzling his face into the back of your head. Like this you are cocooned between Jungkook and Taehyung, feeling both their heartbeats and sharing in their warmths.
“Wow, this is so cozy”, you say and giggle, “I might actually fall asleep like this.”
“It wouldn’t be that bad, would it?”
“I guess, it’s just a really tight fit”, you say.
Jungkook and Taehyung snicker, snuggling closer.
“We’ll make it work.”
“Yes, just like we make all of this work.”
“Yeah, I guess we’ll make it work”, you agree and giggle into Jungkook’s chest, “you guys are so cute.”
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Give one reason how Deku is a good character. He went so trash after his dark arc, where his self destructive tendencies that I thought would lead to an actually good character arc is cured by a bath, Deku has ZERO thoughts or introspection. His anger at Bakugo’s “death” doesn’t show any growth, it turns into a moment for Mirio. He was only a character, when he dragged by Toga and that’s not even his villain or plotline. Then, he turns into a ridiculously OP gary stu that’s UNEARNED & RUSHED!!
Why are you coming to me about whether or not Izuku is a good character? Do you know who you're talking to?
Why aren't you asking an Izuku stan this question? And if you do, be fucking polite about it. Yeesh. Your attitude is why I have no compunctions responding in kind.
For what it's worth, it's not a good argument to say a character is bad just because their arc didn't go the way you expected. That's a position I have definitely said before. Try learning about the diversity of character arcs. Lots of Japanese media utilize circular rather than linear character arcs. I don't know if that's how Izuku will end up, but it's absolutely a viable path if that's what Horikoshi does.
But if you're gonna try to argue with me about something, you better make it clear you're doing so in good faith. "Self-destructive tendencies cured by a bath?" What, did you sleep through that whole Class 1-A vs Izuku bit?
His anger at Bakugo’s “death” doesn’t show any growth, it turns into a moment for Mirio.
No, it's a moment for Mirio AND it shows Izuku's growth. What else would you call the difference between Izuku's reaction now versus in the Paranormal Liberation War?
Plenty of good characters have zero thoughts or introspection. A character doesn't have to be a POV character to be a "good" character. Izuku shows his thoughts through actions. I'm grateful we don't have to hear most of his thoughts this arc because they would just be painfully repetitive exposition and fluff such as a moral stated so many times it comes across as desperate. Such a thing would only have served to make this arc longer and slower for no good reason.
What you're really complaining about is that Izuku's depiction has changed. You liked the way he was written before better than how he's written now. Good for you, you care about execution. You're a small details person. Execution is not the only thing that goes into making a character though.
And way to ignore all the other things Izuku did this arc, like the sass with Kudou as he flew over the ocean; the fight with Tomura where Izuku maintained that Tomura is human despite Tomura's professing; the reveal by Kudou of Izuku's core since childhood; the pain of losing OFA he felt that Nana recognized; his stubbornness pushing past Tomura's defenses to get to Tenko's traumatic memories; his insistence to keep holding Tenko's hands despite the damage it caused himself; all of his actions fueled by his desire to understand Tomura.
Y'all seriously just throw around words like Mary Sue and Gary Stu without actually knowing what they mean, don't you. Honestly, whenever I see anyone use those terms, that's a huge red flag for me. It's just a nebulous catch-all term you're using for a character you don't like. Congratulations, you don't like him. You're totally within your rights to dislike him. Don't make it my problem though.
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Even if Oliver DID like that thumb post on purpose, like...so? It was a very Buckley-Diaz family centric post and he's always liked stuff about that dynamic, and that's...fine? It is in no way incompatible with Buck's relationship storyline nor does it convey some deep-seated Buddie trutherism on his part. Liking the Buckley-Diaz family dynamic can co-exist with him being excited about Buck's bisexuality storyline and/or the relationship the character is in.
People read waaaaay too much into his social media activity in a way that they don't for other cast members, and I don't really get why. No matter what else, one thing about Oliver is that he runs in phases. He'll post a lot for awhile, then not at all for awhile. He'll be liking and commenting on everything for awhile, then nothing for awhile. It'll be all dogs for awhile, then all workouts for awhile, then nothing for awhile. Maybe it's connected to how he's feeling about the content, maybe not. I can tell you that MY social media activity is not really related to how I'm feeling about MY job, and it also varies based on my moods and what's going on.
The idea that he's sending some kind of covert messages via his "carefully curated and planned" likes and posts (how carefully can his posts be planned when he is notorious for posting reels and deleting them 5 minuts later?) is blatantly ridiculous.
I swear they're all thisclose to getting coded messages from neckties.
🤣 oh I love you.
Seriously, tho. if Oliver WAS hinting at Buddie or whatever the hell they think he's doing via social media (Oli like this post four times if you're being held hostage by Lou and your PR team, mew mew /sar) then why hasn't the ship made port?
Also, on his posts that he deletes after 5 minutes... couldn't the guy just say: 'BuDdiE wEdDinG S9!!' and put us all out of our fucking misery dealing with the insane Bobs??
AND... if his social media game means something more... what in the hell did these posts, along with the deactivation of his Twitter, tell you people??
Riddle me THAT.
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SERIOUSLY, MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI, I WILL FUCK YOUR MOM WHILE YOU PLAY ROBLOX.
link to [part one] for those unfamiliar w/ my yan! cool kid works
@yuiiasathesilly both parents actually. these three come from a relatively affluent family. someone has to pay for all the hairdye yan! cool kid uses. in fact the both are them are kinda disappointed that the boys haven’t been using their resources as much as they want em to. cool kid has abused it the most, having an entire apartment ready for yan! reader to be kept in
@onyanjune mc does have backups! and good eye. the reason why they only deleted it in their phone is cause it’s what they have on them at all times. meaning that they’re giving our prez some leeway instead of immediate action in terms of blackmail.
in terms of their efforts, it’s purely cause they want their integration into the family to be smooth sailing. before yan! loser was an outcast he used to be pretty well known for his rich family, his brothers, and his high grades. yan! reader noticed that he usually kept to himself and suffered a little bit in terms of his siblings outshining him so much so they set out with that plan to make him completely reliant on them. it was mostly a backup that they had for yan! cool kid but he’s too above other people in general to care. same with yan! prez.
they aren’t trying to make their beloved jealous, hell they’d die if they ever accidentally hurt him in any way, shape, or form. yan! reader worships him too much. it’s more of side effect if anything. they do like to pretend as if they don’t think about him 24/7. which is frankly more annoying to yan! cool kid since he can’t exactly threaten/beat up his future spouse like he can with his brothers.
anyways off to our scenario (inspired by @carnivorousyandeere and i’s talk about sex positive/liberal parents lol)
“dad, i’m going to pursue someone from my class.” yan! cool kid leaned back and forth, rocking his dinner chair.
“oh? that’s great son. i was worried that someone as handsome as you wouldn’t put your face to good use.”
“yes yes, your father and i were worried that you weren’t bringing anybody home. all of our colleagues keep talking about how their children have been sleeping around but here we are with your monk of an eldest son and shut-in of a youngest.”
ouch.
“when i found out that all those condoms we bought you weren’t being used for sex i was devastated!”
“right son! and the lingerie sweetie! tell them about the lingerie!”
“mother, father! we’re eating!” yan! president yelled. he was already used to his parent’s lack of respect for privacy. it wasn’t their crude words that made him uncomfortable, it was the fact that his younger brother was coveting what was already his.
but his mother, as always, does not listen, “and we spent a lot of time getting those for you three to enjoy. and for what?”
“well, who is this lucky person?”
“they’re—“
“i’m full.” yan! loser stood up, wiping the food off his face and leaving. the door to the dining room slammed shut with a bang at his wake.
“as i was saying, they’re my classmate. the one whose house i went to before.”
“oh! the one whose pictures you have all over your room.”
“. . . yes.” yan! cool kid almost regurgitated out his drink from their nonchalant invasion of his room. his rebellious instincts told him to scream at them and question their behavior. but if he wanted to get their help he had to play into his role perfectly.
“oh son! just tell us what we have to do, we’ll support you all the way.”
bingo!
or not.
there was one thing yan! cool kid failed to factor into the equation. the fact that yan! president had been doing such a play since before the younger one even learned how to talk.
“what’s wrong, pumpkin?”
yan! president began his part with a gag. an expression of guilt, disgust and a hint of grief.
“it’s just that. . . i was planning on asking them out too.” and then, the tears. “they actually work as the secretary to the council and . . . no one else has been there for me like they have.”
“oh dear.” their mother looks at the two of them in worry. she already knew this was going to get messy quick.
“i’m sorry, dearest brother. i just can’t bear the thought of losing them.”
“you—“ yan! cool kid slammed his hands on the table. now at his full height which causes his chair to fall behind him. his fist pulled back, ready for impact and aimed squarely on the bridge of yan! president’s glasses.
“why don’t we all calm down, okay?” but their father manages to pull him back, overpowering the young man easily. with a smile he eases yan! cool kid away while their mother held yan! president in her arms. “we’ll think of a way for both of you boys to get what you want.“
“you. prepare a room for a new addition to our home.” their mother spoke, her fingers running through her son’s locks “we’re family we’ll get through this together.”
meanwhile under the cover of dark. . .
yan! loser pants, a hand in his pants as he pumped his cock to full mast. his meager, melodic moans muffled by one of your used pe uniforms covered in dried sweat and your scent. his eyes trained at the video of his eldest brother taking you.
he hated it. hated the way you seemed to be enjoying it (you weren’t). but since they looked alike it was the closest he could get to an image of you and him together. even if his brother couldn’t last a few rounds.
he moans one last time as he releases his spent into a condom, swiftly tying and throwing it to the rest of the pile that threatened to spill over from within the bin.
in his post masturbation haze, he wonders how all that liquid would look inside you instead and whines as he feels the blood rush back down there again.
#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere x you#yandere fic#yancore#yandere core#tw yandere#yandere imagine#yandere blog#yandere concept#yandere family#yandere harem#yandere reverse harem#male yandere#yandere scenarios#yandere scenario#yandere imagines#yandere cool kid#yandere president#yandere loser
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I was wondering About the reason gege chose to make megumi trapped inside of sukuna, and got some ideas...
don't take this super seriously it's just for fun & sorry if my English sucks.
So I'm assuming sukuna has megumi's memories from when he was possessing his body, so he thinks megumi was abandoned by his parents (because that's what megumi thinks), and knows that gojo took him in and is almost a parental figure...
BUT GUYS SUKUNA SAID HE WAS A WRETCHED CHILD!! HE WAS UNLOVED!!
He said this while in Megumi's body btw.
(He killed ate his brother in the womb, and possibly killed his mother too? We need that backstory ASAP)
you could say he was born cursed, he killed those closest to him just by being born.
He could gain respect and devotion, and fear, and all that because of his strength, but not true love.
we know yoruzu loved him, but he didn't reciprocate nor did he take her seriously, because he doesn't see her as an equal, she doesn't get him, he doesn't connect with her.
She's like all the other people that love him and revere him for his power.
(*cough* like Uraume *cough*)
because those below him don't understand.
He can't find love beacuse he can't find an equal.
he's one of a kind.
(Reminds me of that video of the last kauai bird singing to a female that will never respond because he's the last of his kind, it's actually so sad..)
So he reincarnated as a curse!!
and kashimo called him out on this, why did you come back?? didn't you die?? Are you perhaps looking for something??
And him saying love is worthless right after killing gojo too, like... this was his chance to find love but it didn't work out 😢
If he truly didn't care about it then what is this???
He incarnated in the same era that satoru was born, what are the odds??
He was ruminating yorozu's words in his head every time he sees gojo, he can't help but think of love when he sees him, because he's the strongest person he fought, the closest to actually reach him.
But when even gojo couldn't keep up, he gave up for real, All this talk about not needing love, he's saying this because love is the thing he can't have, so he's like fuck love who needs it? its worthless i have everything I need.
He doesn't want to feel helpless, he's like: who said I even wanted love in the first place?? Baka!! (Tsunkuna is very real)
Doesn't mean he's gonna just forget about gojo though, what he felt during the fight with gojo was incomparable with anything he ever felt.
And I would say he needed to lose gojo to realize this..
Like... what is this...Sukuna???
He hasn't been the same since he killed Gojo I'M TELLING YOU!!
He's starting to question himself after centuries!!
What changed?? Huh Sukuna????
So...back to megumi
When gojo hugged him in the fight, we were wondering if he's hugging megumi or sukuna..
I think the point is that HE'S HUGGING THEM BOTH!!!
(He's also doing it to avoid getting cut off by sukuna, pun intended)
Gojo hugging Sukuna is the equivalent of hugging a cat that keeps scratching you lol.
And when sukuna did the same and bypassed gojo's infinity [which only sukuna managed to do by the way] the result was gojo's death, like?? Sukuna really be killing everything he touches huh... this and his poor baby brother.
We know one of Satoru's main goals is that he doesn't want anyone to feel lonely..
THAT INCLUDES SUKUNA TOO!!!
And he felt like he faild to do that!! He couldn't keep up, once sukuna reached him and bypassed his infinity he immediately died.
I guess the parallelism between sukuna and megumi is being symbolized by megumi looking all depressed and lonely inside of sukuna, they're the same, and satoru tried to save both.
The fact that megumi's name means blessing, and he's inside sukuna the king of curses...
I guess it was implied megumi was a blessing to gojo in that scene when he found him.
And he asked him to become stronger to keep up with him..
And he did!! But as a vessel of sukuna..
Gege what does that mean..
is Love the strongest curse? Or is it a blessing?👀
Gege Are you even doing this on purpose??
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ʚɞ ; possessive lars!
pairing! boyfriend!lars x fem!reader.
warnings! mentions of sexual activities & jealousy.
possessive lars is very… attractive I will say. you enjoy seeing that side of him because it shows you just how much he loves you and cherishes you as his and only his. he’ll show anyone exactly that.
“what do you mean he’s talking with you?”
“did you tell him how good I fucked you last night? I think it’s only right for him to know that, yeah?”
lars will have a hand or arm around you or touching you at all times. especially when he’s feeling this way he’s got to show others who you go home with at the end of the day and who loves you the most.
lars will playfully wrap his hand around your throat and pull you closer to him or force you to look at him so he can kiss you or just stare at you the way that he does. making sure everyone else can see.
“what did I just fucking tell that dude? you don’t want him, why can’t he just comprehend that?”
“come sit on my lap, babygirl. no—come sit and show him exactly who you belong too because he apparently doesn’t know so let’s keep showing.”
“I’ll fuck him up, I’m just saying. don’t get mad.”
even when lars isn’t jealous or feeling possessive, he loves to grip your thighs but when he’s feeling this way he’s extra with the manhandling and keeping you close to him for everyone to see.
lars will play with your hair, stare at you, leave soft kisses against your face or neck, and even lean in to whisper how much he loves you or how pretty you are. he just loves giving you that attention.
“you’re mine.” “I love you princess” “look at me.”
“give me a kiss.” “come here.” “you’re so cute.”
“yes I’m jealous, look at how beautiful you are.”
lars will suggest the two of you make out in front of everyone and yes he’s very seriously about that. when you give him that annoyed look he’ll just laugh but again.. this is lars and he’s very serious.
lars will use a lame excuse for you two to leave when he’s tired of dealing with men that are flirting with you. that way you two can go back home and he can show you exactly who you belong too.
now.. possessive sex with lars is everything you’ve always wanted. he’s not afraid to get rough, or to tell you how much he loves you and get soft but he’s more willing to manhandle you and try out new things with more confidence for some reason.
possessive sex with lars will last hours with breaks in between. he’ll tell you he’s not finished with you yet and he wants more of you and/or to show you why you are home with him instead of the other.
possessive lars leads to “I’m sorry” even if he didn’t do anything that upset you, he still feels bad for being a little jealous and maybe too possessive.
#lars nootbaar#baseball#fanfic#mlb fandom#mlb fanfic#mlb imagines#mlb american league#imagines#mlb#writers on tumblr#headcanon#mlb scenarios#mlb headcanon#mlb x reader#mlb smut#scenarios#headcannons
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THOUGHTS ON S4 EP12, HOUSE M.D (pt.1)
“ Don’t Ever Change”
I have so many thoughts regarding this episode it’s actually crazy. Okay so, here me out-
First of all, starting off strong with these two, with house asking wilson all these questions and pestering him about dating amber and asking him why on earth he would ever date her. And then they get into the elevator and house is betting against wilson that the relationship will only last 2 more months and wilson looks over at him and says:
“We’re at four months”
“You hid this from me?”
“I thought you’d be upset”
There’s all lot to unpack here. To start with, dr wilson, why would you hide from your best friend the fact that you are dating somebody else? They literally talk about everything with each other, and especially about the people they’re seeing (at least wilson is, because house doesn’t do anything else with his time apart from sticking his nose in all-wilson-related stuff). Maybe it’s because amber is an ex employee of house’s? But why would that upset him, regardless of..well, his being house. I mean sure, house was talking her down all the time “cutthroat bitch this and cutthroat bitch that”, but still.
And honestly, the best thing in this entire sequence, in my opinion, is house’s expression when he realises that wilson hid something so important from him. My man is in sock, he’s so used to wilson spilling his guts out to him, so used to having everything perfectly calculated when it comes to his best friend, that this gapping hole in his knowledge leaves him bereft. I have honestly never seen him so flabbergasted before.
And also wilson, dear, “i thought you’d be upset”. Like, i know he probably means that house would go feral over his dating somebody he literally shits on all the time, who just so happens to be a literal mirror of himself, but it makes me feel kinda funny how wilson just always has house in my mind and he knows perfectly well how he’s going to react to everything, thus taking necessary measures to secure… an appropriate amount of mental stability.
Um. I honestly don’t know where to start with this one. Firstly, house is scary. Yeah no shit sherlock. But like, he knows he’s scary, it’s not like his self-obsessed person would ever assume that people don’t quiver under his gaze (that phrase can be translated into plenty of different things, but you know what i mean). This particular phrase, i think, is not even directed towards wilson, but it’s more like house asking himself that. He knows he is scary, he knows wilson is pretty pathetic, he also knows, deep down, whether he wants to admit it out loud or not, that he desperately needs wilson in his life… the man clings on to him like he’s the fucking sun and he cant live without his radiance. Aaaand, he also knows that Amber, like him, is scary. And yet he wonders:
“Why would anyone, other than me, cling on to this man? How would such a paradoxical courtship even work?”
I just love how hypocritical and ridiculous this statement is, because not only does house know, but we as the audience can spot the oxymoron of his wondering: why would an alternate version of myself cling on to someone i need.
Just admit it babe, you want those puppy brown eyes all to yourself.
Next off, what the fuck do you mean he broke into his best friend’s/ his girlfriend’s (i don’t know whose it is) apartment just to have a little chitchat with Amber? To literally attempt to force her into breaking up with wilson? Re-Offering her a spot in his team only if she stops seeing his best friend? I mean seriously, realistically speaking, why is he even doing that?
Sure, he doesn’t like her but he respects her enough and understands her as a character because she doesn’t remind him of his own self, she literally is another personification of his own individual, and it scares the hell out of him, because he can predict the course of things. So why does he want them to break up? Because he knows she’s going to hurt wilson, she’s bound to, she’s bound to extract all the goodness, all the energy out of wilson and leave him bare when she doesn’t need him anymore. He knows she’s ultimately going to hurt him because he fears he’s going to do that to wilson as well, sooner or later, and he doesn’t want anybody else to do that other than him, if things come to that (this is SICK).
And it’s not just the “i’ll do anything for you not to lay a finger on him” or the “if you hurt him, you’re dead”, it’s not just house’s overprotectiveness over wilson, it’s also his acknowledgment of the fact that, if there’s two of them, two people who need wilson, two people who want him all to themselves, two people who cling on to him for dear life, then it’s almost certain that one of them will eventually be let go of. And house fears that that one person might be him. And he can’t risk that.
Also, on to a more silly and also craaaazy note… the way house looks at amber when he tells her to give wilson his sweatshirt back- holy. Actual. Shit. I swear to god i thought he was going to bite her head off. The way his eyes have this murderous, warning gleam, their proximity, the danger and warning in his voice i- boy is just like “give my boyfriend his sweatshirt back or else we’ll be having more than a few exchanges of words next time”
IM GONNA MAKE A PART 2 BECAUSE THIS IS GOING TO BE WAY TOO LONG SO STAY TUNED😔
#hilson#house md#greg house#house x wilson#james wilson#essay#opinion#my opinion#episode analysis#hate crimes md#they are in love#amber
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RadioApple Week Day 5: Domestic
I honestly wasn't sure what to choose for this one, but I just love this scene too much. I think it fits.
An excerpt from DYWTK Ch37: Reach
Understanding, the king turned, pulling his wings in enough to not hit Alastor in the face with them, and said, “Don’t go judging me for how messy the feathers are though, you’ve already got me all self conscious now.”
The radio demon stepped closer, once again running his hand over one of the huge wings. Lucifer seemed to shiver a bit at the contact, making Alastor wonder just how sensitive they were. Perhaps that’s why they’re always hidden away, he thought.
Gently, Alastor began tugging loose feathers from the base of Lucifer’s wings and dropping them on the ground. The king tried to turn around, probably to ask what the demon was doing, but Alastor didn’t let him. “Stay still or this is going to take me all night,” he demanded.
“Are you… Preening me?” Lucifer asked with a laugh. “You don’t plan on keeping every feather though, right…?”
The demon only rolled his eyes. His shadow picked up a few of the feathers on the ground and smiled at them. They then disappeared into the shadow as if they were never there. That fucking thing does have pockets… Alastor thought to himself.
“No, your majesty, I will not be collecting every last bit of you to add to some collection. However, I won’t be making any promises for Niffty.” The king shuddered a bit at that. What a strange being. The most powerful soul in Hell and yet it’s simple little Niffty that shakes him.
The pile of giant feathers was getting larger, and there were still so many left to remove. Every time one fell out, it seemed like ten more were in its place. Eventually Alastor said, “Sit.” The king did as he was told without question, making the radio demon smile wide. The great Lucifer, sitting on command like a dog. Only for Alastor, hopefully.
Once the angel was seated cross-legged in the grass, Alastor knelt down only a foot or so behind him. The massive wings were now draped over the king’s shoulder’s like a shawl, giving the demon much better access to the bunches of feathers underneath the top layer. He put on a little bit of music, and the two sat and listened in silence as the radio demon tidied up his fallen angel.
They sat like that for what had to have been at least an hour, Alastor gently removing old feathers and dropping them in his lap while listening to classical music. By the time the task seemed to be done, he was absolutely covered in the things. It was as if the radio demon had destroyed a bunch of giant, feather stuffed pillows and sat himself in the pile that resulted.
Admiring his work, Alastor broke the silence. “Darling, I believe you may have had enough loose feathers to bury someone with. Let’s not let these magnificent wings of yours be neglected any longer, hm?”
Lucifer looked over his shoulder with wide eyes, just now seeing the absolutely ridiculous amount of angel feathers covering Alastor like a blanket. After the moment of shock, he spun around to face the radio demon and laughed. Now kneeling in front of him, the king said, “Aww man, Al, you’re covered in… Me!” He was laughing even harder now, plucking bits of stray feather fluff from Alastor’s hair and clothes, not that it mattered much. He was literally sitting in a pile of them.
After his laughter had ceased, the king just stared at Alastor with a smile. “Seriously though, thank you. My wings haven’t felt this good in… Well, longer than you’ve existed.”
The radio demon responded, “Well now, we can’t allow that. My king should be properly groomed at all times. I suppose that means I’ll be forced to preen you more often, what a bother.”
Of course, it wasn’t really any inconvenience. It was a rather enjoyable experience, actually. Sitting, listening to music, staring at the most brilliant blood red and pure white feathers, brushing his fingers through what must have been the softest texture in existence. And, best of all, Lucifer couldn’t leave even if he tried. He was forced to sit still in front of Alastor, listening to music and feeling the radio demon’s clawed fingers caress his wings. The entire scene had been absolutely ethereal.
Lucifer pulled the demon from his thoughts by leaning forward. Now only inches from Alastor’s face, he said, “Oh yes, what a bother. I was definitely getting the sense that you were annoyed at the whole process. Don’t worry, I suppose I won’t really need to ask for another fifty years or so…” He caught on to that one pretty damn quick.
Before Alastor could respond to the king’s sarcastic remarks, the angel closed the gap between them and kissed him. It was so reminiscent of the first time he’d done so, it was almost eerie. It was perfect. The way Lucifer was acting now, the radio demon was quite sure his miserable few days were at an end. Vees be damned, Alastor absolutely was not going to share the attention of his little king.
When Lucifer pulled away from him, he had another sly smile and said, “You wanna go play some music?” Whoever said that Hell was nothing but eternal suffering clearly had never met the man in charge. He might cause a little suffering here and there, but overall, Alastor's darling king was simply a delight. Such an odd being. So powerful, yet so weak. So vicious, yet so kind. The King of Hell, the most brilliant of the archangels. And he belongs to me.
Alastor smiled wide and brushed a few strands of hair from Lucifer’s face. “Absolutely, dear. I’d love nothing more.”
#hazbin hotel#radioapple week#radioapple#duckiedeer#hazbin hotel lucifer#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin fanfic#fanfic#do you want to know#mine#i love this scene
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seeing a lot of people focusing on the cute stuff in the update and that's all well and good but hi what the fuck does this mean
#you throw the child so hard it goes through the roof. +10 relationship#no but seriously what the FUCK does it mean eric#i don't have any saves with babies right now i can't test this shit#stardew valley#stardew valley 1.6
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redraw of some unexplainable gordon fanart i made in 2021
#hlvrai#half life vr ai#gordon hlvrai#gordon freeman#seriously what the fuck does this mean#i was off that orange goop ig#also that old art was one of the most horrendous piece of art ive ever created
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What if I were mentally ill and void of the light's presence and hung out with Alleria Windrunner wouldn't that be really cool
#world of warcraft#anduin wrynn#alleria windrunner#The War Within#Im gonna manifest shadowreaper into WoW even if I have to sell my soul to the devil#some form of that voidy ass bitch WILL appear in WoW i swear to god#Hearthstone made the coolest fucking version of Anduin and never touched him again#Okay but seriously Anduin does have some small history with void and it would make me so happy#if we got to see some portion of his story arc revolve around it and using it#and I dont mean in a 'lets have a second villain arc' i mean more like#bro is a priest lets explore how shadow can be harnessed for good#as it clearly can be like using void doesnt automatically make him evil#ive seen some ppl assume i want a second evil arc and thats not really what this is#I will admit...I did make him look kinda evil inthis drawing tho.
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we as touhou fans need to consider that merry's major is actually "relativistic psychology" and we need to spend more time trying to figure out what the fuck that means
#touhou#touhou project#hifuu club#maribel hearn#seriously what the fuck does that mean??? what are you studying??????
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love thinking kipperlilly spends her afterlife looking for lucy in a familiar forest
#not art#fhjy#fhjy spoilers#like. does she have a mean of knowing lucy and yolanda got sent to cassandra's domain to hang out for a bit#kipperlilly's isolation means so much to me. she is punished for everything she's done she just doesn't pick up on it#until the moment she dies! one more funky thing that mirrors riz in which he's actively tried to cultivate a community and denied it#until the bad kids. while kipperlilly does not want or care about a community she just wants someone who validates her#but she does Need a community so she latches onto the person she lets closer to her to fulfill her emotional needs#she took the ritual willingly so this might genuinely be her first death. probably terrifying#probably not even enough bandwidth to feel mortified. maybe immediately seeking something comforting out of instinct alone#lmao honestly thinking too much abt fantasy high afterlifes gives me a headache And a visceral fear#Im not religious but I grew up in a culture with a dominantly buddhist/taoist cosmology its Scary that u just go to A Place after u die!!#and then ur still urself!!! thats scary to me what do u mean u stay like that forever. thats fucked#but yeah I think this influences how I see kipperlilly turn out a little bit. in a sense I think of her as being a ghost now#yknow. trying to solve something from life so she can move on and. stop living this life etc#man the reveal that lucy took being killed pretty seriously and is like yeah the others are decent and even sweet#and probably was just trying to hold her party together and do what she thinks is moral by hearing kipperlilly out#lol lmao etc. gods I gotta wonder how kipperlilly's mindset handled jawbones' help#it really is damn tragic tho. I stand by what I said folks like this will complain and be nasty to be around#but they dont have enough desire to inconvenience themselves to off the bat do something abt what they find unfair or whatever#its when theyre handed the seemingly very easy means to be right that they'll start being dangerous#its horribly tragic that the supposed metaplayer and the self-perceived mastermind turned out to ultimately be just an useful idiot#yknow what. I think personally in my heart kipperlilly moves on from her afterlife the moment she says sorry#doesnt even have to be to lucy but that's probably gonna be who received it#ah.... teenage rebellion. teenage gamejacking
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