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shiny-procrastinates · 3 years

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(re)Watching Magia Record S1 - part 3

part 2 here

Hello everyone and welcome back to our watch-through of the first season of Magia Record! Last time, we met a trio of Kamihama magical girls, Momoko, Rena and Kaede, and, after Rena and Kaede fighting, Kaede is kidnapped by the “chain monster”, a part of the rumor of the Staircase of Severance. Now, it’s up to Iroha, Momoko and Rena to find and take her back. Will they succeed, or will someone lose their heads? The only way to know is by watching, so let’s get right to it.

Puella Magi Madoka Magica Side Story: Magia Record Episode 3

Rather than going back to the plot right away, we are given a flashback of Iroha’s younger sister and two other girls. The brown haired girl has apparently created an eternal motion machine in the form of a toy train, saying something about how adults must be stupid if they never thought of that before, and that toy train proceeds to crash into a pile of books and set fire on them. Good job.

I don’t want to hear this from a gacha game character. Your original work is even more fragile than this!

The megane girl, Nemu, compares the brown haired girl, Touka’s actions to the burning of the Library of Alexandria (dramatic much?) and the two start fighting, with Ui trying to stop them. They’re just like Momoko’s trio on the previous episode, breaking their friendship up and everything.

Once again, it was Iroha’s dream. You know the erasure really went in on it when even the rug is cut in half.

Iroha’s sister had friends at the hospital, so she could get some new clues if only she could find them.

Floof Momoko.

Before going looking for Kaede, Momoko and co. drop by Kamihama Mirena-za, aka. the Coordinator’s. I tried searching if Milena constellation was actually a thing, but the only thing I could find was that there’s a Galileo satellite named Milena. Huh.

The Coordinator had a client, but she’s done right away. We learn that the Coordinator’s name is Mitama Yakumo, but still have no idea what she actually does.

Besides not having a sense of personal space.

Momoko explains that Iroha’s not there to get adjusted, whatever that means, and asks if Yachiyo is there yet. Who’s this Yachiyo though?

Aaawkward.

To no one’s surprise, I guess, since I already said it, but this girl is Yachiyo. And she absolutely ignores Iroha. Rude.

Yachiyo and Momoko start talking between themselves about Kaede’s case. (and MItama’s fixing Momoko’s hair. Cute). It seems Yachiyo is well aware of the rumor of the Staircase of Severance. She pulls out a notebook, and Momoko notes that she’s knowledgeable about these things.

Momoko asks Yachiyo to lend them her help, and Yachiyo agrees to do it, since Kaede is in danger, but adds that she won’t work with people who will only be a burden, looking at Iroha.

...not that she’s wrong, but still rude.

Well, I mean, that might make sense when you’re so op, but you don’t have to say it outright!

Still, Yachiyo has a point: it’d be too dangerous to bring along a weak magical girl to a fight with an unknown enemy. So Mitama offers a solution: why don’t they just adjust Iroha’s Soul Gem?

Mitama does a very short explanation of what “adjusting a Soul Gem” actually entails, and this one short screen tells us the rest. It’s basically what let Momoko and Rena do that joint attack earlier. I wonder if this was even long enough on the screen for the people who watched this on tv to read it.

Momoko says that Yachiyo should have no complaints as long as they do that and Yachiyo is like “yeah, whatever”.

...now that I think about it, what is Mitama doing here?

Continue? Iroha hasn’t sacrificed anyone tho.

...oh, I forgot we don’t get to see Iroha getting adjusted.

So, our girls are now at the rumored stairs at Kamihama University Affiliated School. Leaving aside Momoko and Rena, since they are students there, one has to wonder how exactly did Iroha and Yachiyo manage to get up there without being found. This school’s security is lacking!

While the girls run up to the rumored Staircase of Severance (this is so annoying to write) we see some messages on screen of what I assume are Rena’s classmates, and get pushed some ideas of what friends should be like, all while Momoko tries to cheer Rena up.

Okay, that’s a really narrow staircase. Who decided to put this creepy thing here?

Momoko writes her and Yachiyo’s name on the staircase (and we sneakily learn Yachiyo’s surname is Nanami). The two are reenacting the rumor, so now they’ll make up to draw the Chain Witch out. That is, after they give us their transformation scenes!

While Yachiyo’s themes are water and stars(?), and she has gracious movements, Momoko’s literally burning up and kicking things. Their transformations parallel one another, and yet they are completely opposites. I love it! (but Momoko kicking the sword still takes the cake for me).

Now that I think about it, for all that fire theme she has going, Momoko's not that hot-blooded. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover, I guess.

Rena’s transformation focuses on her shapeshifting powers, throwing her through mirrors and with lots of expression changes. It’s not because she’s tsundere, the transformation seems to tell us Rena has lots of faces.

...I also like her DDR routine right at the start, it’s cute.

The theme of Iroha’s transformation is birbs. Rather than telling us something about who she is like the others, I see hers as basically about what she’s doing right now: much like she did by coming to Kamihama, Iroha takes the courage and jumps into the unknown, chasing after a mirage.

I’m always a little bothered with how she falls straight down despite taking impulse when she jumps, but hey, what can you do lol

One of the (many) cool things about this whole sequence is how the bgm is continuous throughout the transformations, only changing a bit to match each of the girls.

That’s not very convincing acting, Momoko. Yachiyo’s is not much better, either. They theorize it only works if they’re really fighting, and Rena says she’ll do it.

Rena starts apologizing, but nothing happens. Iroha says it might be because she’s not saying it from her heart and Rena’s gets upset.

Rena can’t just feel like making up right away, but it’s not like she doesn’t want Kaede to come back. These two seem to have a complicated relationship, but in the end, it’s clear that Rena does like her. Rena starts crying and apologizes for making Kaede be friends with someone like her all this time. Then, the Chain Witch appears.

We get a flashback to Rena flashbacking (confusing, I know) about all the times Kaede apologized to her, while watching an idol show.

Don’t we all?

So, yeah… Rena is a complicated character. (and a Sayuki stan)

Iroha wakes up in Rena’s room for some reason. Clearly-not-Momoko starts a monologue of how no one could ever like Rena.

Rena hates herself, so she wanted to change. She wanted to become someone else, so her wish gave her shapeshifting powers, but didn’t change her, so she still hates herself (considering the implications when this type of wish does work, see Oriko’s Kirika, she might have gotten the better end of the deal.

Kaede calls out to Rena and Iroha and Rena break out of the strange television-exposition-vision-thingy. So the first thing they start doing, naturally, is start bickering again. Great friends!

Oh look, the weird Kyuubei is back! Like the nice mascot character he is, he’s showing Iroha the way to the main Witch.

Rena and Kaede start to have a heart-to-heart while fighting (the familiars now, not each other).

Familiar: hahaha, that tickles

Rena says their friendship is over once they get out of there, since they were never real friends to begin with, but Kaede doesn’t want that. Kaede says that if Rena’s problem is that she never apologizes, she just did earlier and Rena says that didn’t count, so Kaede replies that then they breaking up doesn’t count either. Nice, Kaede!

Kaede basically says that, yeah, Rena can be terrible, but she likes her that way anyway, so they can continue being friends.

Rena says that Kaede needs to listen to her, she needs to let her apologize too and tells her she’ll do it once they get out.

While they’re doing that, Yachiyo and Momoko climb to the top and knock down the witches’ main body. Momoko then calls for Kaede and Rena to finish it off. Nice VFX there btw.

Rena and Kaede join hands and using both their magic they pinball the witch into the air with Rena's mirrors. Rena launches plant-enchanted copy spears at it and the witch bursts into leaves and dries... Kaede's magic is kind of scary like this.

Oh, how adorable. Aaaand he's gone.

The witch is defeated and Rena now has to make good on her promise to apologize. But, seems like honestly apologizing is still too much of a hurdle for her so after some struggle she swerves to another thing. Thankfully, Kaede knows Rena well enough and she's fine with this.

Look at them, so precious.

While Momoko and Iroha catch their breath, Yachiyo approaches them and informs them the Witch didn't drop a Grief Seed. In fact, she says that might've not even been a Witch at all. Yachiyo points out it's weird to have a Witch that comes out anywhere whenever the conditions of a rumor are met, in particular since they didn't even feel it's magic beforehand. She warns them that something weird is going on in Kamihama, then leaves in the most dramatic way possible.

Sometime later, our group is back at Satomi Medical Center. Seems Rena has given in and decided to help after all.

Going by the original plan, Rena transformed into a nurse and investigated the hospital. It's pretty cool how her voice is slightly distorted in this little sequence with her undoing her transformation.

No one in the hospital remembered Iroha's sister, but they did remember Touka and Nemu. That means Iroha's memories aren't entirely wrong.

With that, Iroha goes back to Takarazaki for the day, with some new friends and a very small but important step closer to finding her beloved younger sister.

"Sorry for making you my friend."

That's it folks, this was the third episode of Magia Record('s first season)! No one lost their heads... well except that not-witch if we count the bell as it's head, but I think that's just fine for this series, because--

OH WAIT THERE'S MORE

Talking about lost heads, look who's here! I totally forgot this episode had a stinger. My bad.

Kyuubei can't enter Kamihama now for some reason, so he needed someone to investigate the cause for him and contacted Mami as a strong veteran Magical Girl. There are rumors about that someone in Kamihama is gathering all the Witches around to monopolize Grief Seeds, which would explain why the city is infested with them and they being stronger than normal. Mami says she doesn't want trouble with the Magical Girls of another territory, but will investigate whether the current events are due to a Witch or Magical Girl. I like the short cut that shows her from beneath the grating, it's neat. Just have no idea what it's supposed to mean.

!--rant incoming--! (I say, as if this whole post isn't one)

Anyways, like I was saying... writing? Before the stinger disrupted my thoughts, I think it's just fine that Magia Record's ep3 doesn't have any big twists like Madoka. The original had that maybe for the shock factor, yes, but also because it needed it to make clear what kind of story they were actually going for, and that worked great for that show and the time when it came out. But Magia Record is more of a mystery. We don't need it to push the point of magical girl suffering because the original already did that, we need it to give us things to puzzle about, and that it already did with the weird witch of this episode. Could it have made that better? Maybe, but Magia Record also has the problem that it's cast is significantly bigger, so they have to fit those introductions somewhere. So while it introduces Momoko's trio and a bit Yachiyo, it also tries it's best to situate us (and Iroha by extension) as to how Kamihama's magical girl's world is like and what's going on there. It's a lot to juggle and the anime doesn't get the benefit like the game of being able to just put the character's backstory on a separate chapter. I really like character focused things, so I don't mind the anime trying to fit as much as it can in, but I can see how that might turn other people off. That's one of the things that's really a matter of taste I guess.

!--ok, you can come back now--!

One of the visual things I really like in this episode is the effect with the floating kana and kanji on the Labyrinth. I wonder how that was done. It's animated, so I don't think it's part of the background, but then I'm also not sure at which stage of production that'd be put in. It's really neat.

Well, with this, we are done with episode 3 of Magia Record! What will we do next? Who knows! It doesn't seem like Iroha noticed it, but just knowing that Touka and Nemu existed, not even getting their surnames, does not give her any new clues to go with. She barely started and already is at a dead-end, poor girl.

Before jumping off the building, Yachiyo also added another question to our already filled question bucket: what was up with that weird witch? What is this strange thing that is going on in Kamihama? Why are you looking like that at Momoko's team?

As viewers, however, there is only one way of answering all this: by watching. So I'll be looking forward to having you guys join me tomorrow for episode 4! Have a good morning/afternoon/evening!

PS.: The last two episodes had about 30 screenshots, this one has about 40, at this rate by the time I get to episode 13 I'll be taking screenshots of the whole episode...

#Magia Record #Puella Magi Madoka Magica #pmmm magia record

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lchufflepuffcorn · 4 years

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As the dragon roar (Charlie Weasley x Hufflepuff!Reader)

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Warning: Angst, I do not own the gif, they belong to their owner/creator. Their will be spoilers from the Hogwarts Mystery game, they are marked so you can skip them, it won’t affect your reading, but you are warned.

You can find my masterlist here!

There is one thing marked with a *, its because I was inspired by a post I found on here, but I can’t find it so if anyone knows, just write it to me so I can give credits to the original author pls...

Charlie was known to be passionate. About his grades, his friends, his love for dragons, his family. He was, after all, a Gryffindor. But Charlie was also, deep down, a little bit jealous. Bill, his older brother, was calm and - as their mother would say- the example to follow. Charlie was not. While he was less of a trouble maker than his younger brothers Fred and George, he still was more troubling than Bill.

And now that Charlie was in his first year at Hogwarts, where he thought that he could become something else than Bill's little brother, said brother took his chances away.

Charlie had witnessed a duel in the courtyard between Merula Snyde and (Y/N) (Y/L/N), the was said to be Jacob (Y/L/N) 's sister. And as you had defeated Merula, while knowing two basic charms, he found himself to be in awe before you. And so he talks about it to Bill. That was his first big mistake.

Soon, while Charlie was doing his best to try and talk to you, Bill became your friend easily, and it was now him who was talking about you to his brother. Making Charlie jealous. But that, Bill didn't know.

The second year, Charlie found himself yet again second in line -well, third really- as his friend Andrew became your friend too. First, his brother, then his best friend. Really Charlie has no luck. And it seemed that during the summer you had become even more friendly and shining - you become more like the sun- it was making it hard for him to try and talk to you even more now that people flowed around you. Andrew too, would start talking about You, Rowan and Penny, Bill, and once again, Charlie would become jealous.

The third year, he shares a class with you this year, for the first time since his first year, he can see you up close again. Bill told him about your escapades, and he longs to do the same. At the same time, he wonders if he could see dragons too. He talks to you a little more in care of Magical Creature, but nothing too elaborate, as you seem to be more preoccupied with what was the secret Jacob was hiding before his disappearance. He can't help but wonder if you use magic in the morning to be this radiant.

Year four, he did it! Andrew officially made him entered your closed group of friends. Bill gave his name so you could choose to take him to the forbidden forest. He got to meet you, become your friend and share your secrets. You look nothing like the little girl he saw battle Merula in the first year, you look more and more like a lady now. Once again, he wonders if you used that magic cream his mother buys at a high price. That summer, Bill invites you to spend some time at the Burrow.

Year five, he's prefect, you helped him get some money during the summer, and he hopes to buy a dragon egg. You look more gloomy than usual, but you too are a prefect, so he can spend more time with you. Bill is at his last year at Hogwarts, and Charlie feels somewhat bad that he feels relieved by that. Now he can spend much more time with you without his brother around as much as before. But at the same time, have your eyes always been so shiny? Have our cheeks always looked so soft? As your lips always looked so plumped? He can't tell. His this bad, his heart races each time you smile, is he sick? When he asks Andrew, he's not much help, as all he can do is start laugh, so he asks Penny, and she tells him that he can answer that on his own. It's Tonks that makes him realize.

Year six, you are not your usual self. You seem like you sleep less, you look paranoid, your nose is always inside some book, you learn spells like you change clothes and you start skipping meals. Charlie is the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team, and starts having less and less time with you and the gang, but mostly with you. And it makes his heartache. He finds you one night while patrolling the castle, walking quietly in the corridor, your wand before you. You walk aimlessly doing your round, and Charlie can't help but come see you. You're fast picking up a smile and make it seem like nothing is happening, it looks like you became a better liar during the summer. Charlie is nearly fooled. He gets you to spend Christmas at his house, and his goal is to make you smile as much as possible during that time.

*Spoilers*

You are never the same after that night in the forest. Your eyes are dull, dead, your smile seems fake, and your voice lost its passion. All you see is vengeance.

Rowan was your best friend, he gets that, but Charlie doesn't want to lose you like you lost your brother. You spent more and more time alone before the Idea of the Circle of Khanna is spoken. Of course, you take that opportunity, and because Charlie is your friend, he follows.

*Spoilers end*

Year seven, Charlie took the famous courage that Gryffindor was renowned for and asked you on a date. He knows that it's his last year before leaving, he still doesn't know where yet, but he'll find out. Maybe he can use it to distract you. He knows that you want to become a curse breaker, like your nickname, and he finds himself jealous of his older brother once more. He doesn't want to lose contact with you.

Charlie knows he's not one for sex, it doesn't interest him in the slightest way, but he would like a family, one day -with you- maybe. And he knows that maybe it won't be as soon as both of you leave Hogwarts, too many bad memories and loss come with your family, and he's okay with that. He can have a family just of you and him for a while, or forever if you want.

But he doesn't tell you that.

1991-1992, Charlie and yourself did not lose contact, you even go and see him in Romania quite often. Apparently, you became an employee for the endangered magical and mystical creature, you travel around the world to see if all camps for endangered magical (or mystical) creatures are all in order, which means that sometimes you pop in Romania and stay a little to pass the time with him.

You pass Christmas together that year and receive your very own handmade Weasley sweater with the first letter of your name on it. It's your third, but this one also has your old quidditch number on it, so it means that Mrs. Weasley, erh, Molly, and Charlie talked a whole lot during the year.

Charlie is also surprised to receive a letter from his little brother Ron about a dragon that Hagrid hides in his hut. So he takes the opportunity to ask some members of the old gang to reunite*. You, Andrew, Merula and Penny go to get the baby dragon, and Charlie waits for you guys not far from there.

1992-1993, Charlie finally asks you to marry him. "So you can be family in your own way." You don't want children, and he okay with that. You don't need children to be a family; plus, there are enough Weasley on the earth (His argument, not yours). You choose not to tell Mrs. Weasley -erh- Molly, yet. She's already set on cutting Bill's hair and finding him a lover, and Charlie doesn't want to be pestered about children. He knows that it's a touchy subject with you.

At the end of the year, he learns that his sister has been abducted, and starts panicking. That summer, you spent some weeks with them. That throws you back at your time in Hogwarts, but for Charlie, you let it slides. You went to Egypt too and saw Bill. That made you happy, even with all the things that kept you in the past with Ginny.

1993-1994, Sirius Black escaped? Nothing really important happens except for that new. Your group of friend reunite and remembers your times together. You finally tell Mrs. Weasley… Molly about your engagement, but Charlie is prompt to tell her that you and he won't have any children. What surprise Charlie is that his mother is okay with it and doesn't ask questions. When he announced the same thing to Bill and say the reaction their mother had, he's surprised to see that Bill only smiles and responds, "I know, I told her about it…" But instead of being jealous, this time, he's glad.

However, he's happy to tell you that his father won places at the 422e Quidditch World Cup that summer and that both of you can come.

1994-1995, it's the first time you meet Harry Potter, Ron's friend. And he makes you think of Rowan, tho that doesn't make you feel sad. Fred and George are happy to see you again, and Percy is all high and mighty, but because he doesn't,t really know of your past as a trouble maker, he's still sweet with you. You find a way to find Murphy, Orion and Skye in the camping, so you spend some time with them before the match.

That night, however, you rush Ginny with Fred and George, look at Hermione and run back to where the action is. Death Eaters are destroying the place, and you throw charms right and left, scavenging for any hurt person you could help. When you reunite with Charlie again, you have dirt all over, and nobody knows where the others are. He's relieved that you're alright, but his big brother's attitude is kicking in. You decide it's best if you go back home to Mrs…. Molly.

Then school starts again and so does your job. Charlie wants to have a private wedding, simple, his family, your family, some close friends, that's it. You agree.

You wed in October after Charlie went to Hogwart with four dragons for the Tri-wizard tournament. After that Molly starts sending infuriated letters to everyone about how poor Harry is not meat, and should get through so much and while your not certain you understand, when Cedric Diggory's body arrives at the center of the spectator's view with a hysteric Harry by his side, you are one of the first to be exited the ground following that incident. Too many memories, too much, the flashbacks are unbearable.

That summer, your group of friends joined the order of the Phoenix.

1995-1996, Sirius Black is not a bad guy, Voldemort is back, you reunited with Tonks. You are now sent all around the world for work, but also to get information. Charlie wasn't really happy that you became a member, but he can't stop you. You were close to young Cedric, he was the first year when you became a prefect for Hufflepuff. And you once said that he reminded you of a young Jacob too. Of course, you would be invested in something that took another one of your loved ones away.

Sirius Back dies.

1996-1997, Tonks is in love with Remus. H's about fourteen years older then her, but she loves him, and he's sweet, and even if he's a werewolf, he doesn't really seem bad, just like Chiara. You remember him from her. And you still have the picture she gave that was from him. You give him back. Charlie wants you to quit, says that it can become too much. He doesn't think your mentally ready for a war.

Tonks often come to your house crying. Because Remus doesn't want her. You're always there to tell her that it doesn't matter, maybe he's just scared. Maybe she's better off without him. Maybe they just need time.

Dumbledore dies.

1997-1998, You can't stand it anymore. You can feel people watching you, you can feel something following you. Maybe Charlie was right. Tonks and Remus married. Bill and Fleur married. Tonks is pregnant. She asked you to be the godmother. It surprised you why she didn't ask Tulip first. But you agree.

For a while, as Charlie stays with his family because of the new rules, you flew. Your parents died during the years before, you go stay with Penny. You listen to the radio every day, and as soon as you can, you try to contact Abelford, so students know it'll be safe going out the school by his tavern.

When Charlie comes to you about the war, Penny goes with him, but you arrive at Hogsmeade, to Abelford, so to make the younger students travel back home safe.

You can't face the truth that is right in front of you. Next to Fred's body lies both Tonks and Remus. And you can't help but weep in Penny's arms.

Harry Potter is Teddy's godfather, Remus and Tonks's son, but after Tonks' mother, Andromeda, dies, the boy comes live with Charlie and You.

That's what becomes your family.

#Charlie Weasley #charliesxreader #charlie weasley x reader #Charlie Weasley imagine #Charlie Weasley x Mc #hogwarts mystery imagines #hogwarts mystery #Harry Potter #Harry potter fandom #harry potter imagines #Ron Weasley #Imagines #Bill Weasley #Fred Weasley #Hogwarts

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red-i-mean-blue · 4 years

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A:TLA romantic ships part 1

yes, no one asked for my opinions, yes I will give them anyway, yes because I have decided making a bunch of meaningless decisions and arguing for them will improve my mental state, yes I watched the show all in one very sleep deprived go and i’m not interested in rewatching it so yes I have absolutely no sources, yes this is a really long grammatical nightmare because I don’ t know how to be succinct and i use way more words than necessary at any opportunity because if my point doesn’ t come across exactly like i intend it will greatly upset me, no I have not yet watched Korra or read the comics because i’m tired now let’s do this.

includes Kataang, Zutara, Jetkara, Jinko, Maiko, Sukka, Taang, Tokka, Toko Ty Lokka, Tyzula, Yukka bc these were on the Avatar wiki ship list, part two will go into gay ships more

from 0 I despise people who ship this immediately to 10 I will read absolutely anything with this, I love it and could draw it for hours on how much I think the relationship would be good and how happy it makes me

Kataang (looks like a comic book sound effect so plus points)

very clearly built up over the series

cute kid crushes also ngl did not know katara was 14 and not older 12 or 13 so didn’t care about age when watching

now I know she’s 14 and he’s 12 it’s a little weird but still

haters say katara was just the avatar’s trophy girl, as if aang didnt kiss the ground she walked on and wouldnt stop telling anyone how amazing she is. Katara was the first face he saw from the new world and they immediately became friends. she was so excited to meet another bender, he clearly is trying to impress her and it is working, he listens to her about bending and offers to take her to the other side of the world to master water, TELL ME at this moment she is not ride or die and she doesn’t even know he’s the avatar, he lets her feel like a kid again, which is a feeling she’s forgotten after years of being a mother to sokka and the children. he literally sweeps her off her feet to save her from the fire nations ship i-. rewatched boy in the iceberg and hoo boy had canon not messed it up, this ship could have been legendary

hard to imagine older them working out what with the whole last airbender, preserve air nomad culture, let’s travel the world bc nomadic lifestyle, what’s marriage i’m a monk without biological family values vs last southern waterbender, preserve southern water tribe culture, I believe in the power of family and am ridiculously dedicated to my tribe, let me go home to my father and tribe shtick, but I don’t care for after the show finishes much except for following the gang fix the world so I don’t really care about the marriage issue

canon was good until that Mess in season 3, WHY did he kiss her after that speech, wish they talked that out properly, wish he learned letting go of her to open the 7th chakra was the only right decision, wish the ending was a little more vague in ships and just left things open but yk whatever

that finale kiss was sweet, they hugged foremost as friends, no blushing, and then got the fuzzies, that moment standing alone? a+ but without any talking about what happened on ember island, a little unsatisfying

overall, fine ship, not my favourite nor do I actively ship it, but I see a kataang moment, i’m like, sweet so I give it a 6

Zutara (apparently fans are zutarians which looks like an alien race, plus points)

latter half of the show had quite a lot of Zutara potential, but idk about Zutara actual

katara was so ready to drop his ass, no way at the start

there is only one dynamic between them in which I can see Zutara working and that is as in the Stalking Zuko by emletish series where katara is so distrusting over zuko she takes to stalking him to make sure he isn’t doing anything to hurt Aang or about to betray them (her) again but he is just such a sweet dork who keeps trying to apologise to her even while she’s apologising to him for being a bitch that she can’t help but start to trust him, i’m a third into the third book in the series not stalking firelord zuko and I am thriving and tbh this is the only situation where I accept zutara, read the series I love it

age gap is weird, I know it’s the same difference between kataang but they made a point of zuko being older in the show also he’s so much taller and I don’t like 16 year old boys with 14 year old girlfriends in real life and so would katara because jet

katara has a bad experience with bad boy sword weilders (jet) but I guess you could see it as the start of her type idk

they are both the moms of the Gaang. sokka is the fun dad.

there is a parallel between their families, with the leader of their people dad, mom who left the picture when they were young, an older brother who is not a prodigy at/can’ t bend their respective element so they become proficient at swords instead, prodigy at bending younger sister with a violent streak. this is why I see zutara as potentially a really close friendship, almost siblings, but not a romance because to me katara is a little too like azula for comfort...

tbh I think a lot of folk shipped it because ooh fire boy and water girl (not the game) that’ s perfect, and bam army of zutarians

overall, kind of weird but ok and good grounds for humour so I give it a 4

Jetkara (bad ship name, why would you like this, minus points)

Jet is bad. yes Katara really liked him, yes he was definitely her first kiss and she would definitely consider him her first boyfriend but they would not define it because it’s easier to manipulate someone when it’s unclear what your relationship is and Jet is bad, with his weird fricking eyebrows and not even real swords those hook swords

Not wasting my time, 2

Jinko (cool name, reminds me of Hong Jinkyung, plus points)

short but so sweet. not the first thing people remember from watching the tales of ba sing se (brb going to rewatch and cry) but really cute, so here’s a running commentary

his first thought was she knew they were fire nation rather than a pretty girl sat in a teashop giving him looks because she had a crush omg

that honest surprise when his uncle suggested she liked her and then she walked up and asked him on a date, adorable

anyone who looked at that god-awful hairstyle and still thought he looked cute has it bad also aww that hair ruffle and the little grab onto his arm

he’s pushing his food around and she’s trying out ice breaker questions and recieving one word responses he has no idea what he’s doing

“she is not my GIRLFRIEND” he’s not over Mai, clearly but he still is trying his best to be a good date even if he’s terrible at making conversation

anyone who sat through that date and the bad lying and the stilted conversation and still thought he was cute has it bad

he is So Bad At Lying he just told the truth very vaguely and then bam travelling circus

jin so knows the two are fire nation, the whole date she just politely ignores the clear lies and doesn’t react to the obvious firebending, what an icon we love jin

honestly I was really expecting the show to reveal that jin knew he was a firebender if not from the start then from the lights but eh I guess she can keep a secret, good for her

HE KISSED HER BACK BEFORE REALISING A RELATIONSHIP COULD NEVER GO WELL AND HE MAY HAVE ANGSTILY STORMED OFF BUT HE ADMITTED IT WAS A NICE TIME TO HIS UNCLE

that being said I can’t see anything more happening but this date but omg imagine fire lord zuko coming back to visit and they become friends I-

overwhelming support for pre-date jin flirting to an oblivious zuko and the date Jinko, 8

Maiko (name would be a good name for a cat idk why)

childhood sweethearts before the banishment i think

she crushed because he saved her hair from getting burnt by tackling her into a fountain? adorable

I love mai she’s so funny but I think not the best match for zuko? he has a lot of trauma to get over and she doesn’t seem like the let all your feelings out and let’s talk about it until you feel better kind of person. it was deeply ingrained in her to keep all of her feelings and emotions strongly hidden because she got what she wanted from her politician parents so long as she was quiet, well-mannered, and perfectly behaved according to avatar wiki so I get why she’s that way, until I was 11 I was that way too all the time, I understand freezing your face so you don’t look afraid or upset or angry and risk annoying adults, but I don’t think that that would fit zuko with his social ineptness

they literally broke up twice but are just assumed back together? she just surprised him and said they were back together and I think he forgot she existed

the deadpan firelady and the fire lord would be hilarious together tho she got the ruthlessness he lacks

post coronation I can see it happening, 6 but under Kataang

Sukka (terrible name lmao)

the cutest, sokka very excitedly says “Suki!! :DDD” every time he sees her

she didn’t give him the time of day until HE changed, incredible

just the best canon ship, the two nonbenders in the Gaang but very clearly shown to be important key members.

suki is sneaky and badass, rivalling zuko for position on the team as the sneaky badass one (they tie and bond over being sneaky and badass)

sokka is a great dad, he is the dad of the Gaang and he clearly loves suki and suki loves him back

sokka ships are ELITE, 9

Taang (a delicious orange drink mix that reminds me of home, nostalgia)

foreshadowing from the swamp where someone aang loved in the future really made me think taang was endgame yk

opposite elements ideology that I guess is what zutarians like also leaves everyone in the gang dating a Gaang member if zutara happens

actually the same age but not much else going for it

best friends, 4 but under Zutara

Tokka (great name of a small pet fight me)

sokka ships are elite, childhood crush turned adult strong friendship

I really like seeing the rough, tough, greatest earthbender in the world have a crush, adorable

sokka is a great friend and his and toph’s canon relationship is so sweet, I wouldn’t change it

toph was fully going to give sokka a kiss on the cheek for saving her life i’m melting

age difference is too weird for a romance he’s like 16 or 17 by the end I think and she’s 12

best friends, 10 as a relationship in the show, 2, but in their 20s after the show... 4 but under Taang

Toko (very forgettable name but both characters have 4 letters so I guess it’s hard to come up with something memorable but every time I read it as Toph because same shape ish so minus points for being annoying)

even weirder age gap than Tokka

not many moments that could be considered romantic?

toph first accepted zuko despite him burning her feet, how she sees, which was big and they resolved problems between them quickly

toph clinging to his arm and asking for a life changing field trip caused him to blush, but I see that as him being like oh someone wants to spend time with me?? she’s hugging me??? what is this

convenient ship for kataangers because the Gaang could be paired off as Kataang, Sukka, Toko

her crush on sokka seemed to go away or calm down when he showed up and she punched him and teased him a lot, her way of bonding

similar strict teaching styles and bonding over secret identities as Blue Spirit and Blind Bandit and parental issues and being the children of important families who made them run away to enjoy not having anything to do with politics and being nobility with impaired vision who have never stepped into a kitchen in their lives and being used to servants and then being on the run

I really see them as siblings with her helping him relax from his duties as fire lord because you already know this boy’s sense of honour is going to make him work tirelessly to fix the world and him helping her relax from the whole i’m not a fragile, weak little blind girl, i’m the greatest earthbender in the world shtick and reminding her she can be both a blind 12 year old girl and the most powerful earthbender in the world, she can accept help without being weak or lesser than anyone, people want to help because they care not that they pity you

best friends 10, relationship in show 1, after show 3

Ty Lokka (I don’t like this name looks like a place but can think of nothing better)

yeah I guess ty lee’s obvious flirting is grounds for a ship but in every interaction he’s involved with someone else and doesn’t seem to like her as a person

do they even interact while on the same side?

friendly aquaintances at best, don’ t understand, 2 but above Jetkara

Tyzula (don’t like this name, like a mineral water?)

canon I don’t care it is canonically a possessive relationship

azula’s only genuine apology goes to ty lee after hurting her feelings

Azula clearly loves ty lee, her betrayal sends her mad

after a lot of therapy for azula and apologies, maybe a healthy relationship could form after the show, 8 above Jinko

Yukka (looks like a childish insult, surely someone could have thought of a better name)

Sokka’s love for Yue stays with him for the rest of his life, she was the first person to die in front of him and he sees the moon as her facing the earth

love this forbidden lovers content, sokka ships stay elite

Sokka and Yue spend as much time together as possible with secret midnight dates flirting (“you wanna do an...activity together?”) Sokka’s reaction to Yue’s engagement shows that he wants to have a serious relationship with her, and also he thinks Hahn is a bad person for Yue, which he is.

Yue dying devastated him and he never falls out of love with Yue. her last words “[she] will always be with him” are true. swamp visions show Yue as one of the most important people in his life like a season or so after he last saw her. he wouldn’t kiss suki in front of the moon, and cries when Yue appears on stage, ignoring Suki. he talks about the moon as if it is directly Princess Yue in that cactus juice scene.

she died in his arms oh my god don’t look i crying, he feels personally responsible and guilty

yue was great even though she was the indigenous or black girl with light hair and eyes character and I wish she could have helped aang in the spirit world

despite her arranged engagement she clearly really likes sokka even though she knows nothing can happen, 9

Kataang, Zutara, Jetkara, Jinko, Maiko, Sukka, Taang, Tokka, Toko, Ty Lokka, Tyzula, Yukka

#kataang #zutara #jinko #maiko #sukka #taang #toko #tokka #tyzula #yukka #my ramblings

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boomerang109 · 3 years

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thoughts on uhhhh i have no thoughts oh no boom i’ve lost my one brain cell uhhh tfatws? have you been watching that? if not i’ll come up with some alternatives/additional ones:

thoughts on pears (aka wannabe apples)

thoughts on me dying my hair green apparently everyone already thinks it is and the concept is growing on me

thoughts on ace rings! (i have an aro one but i want both >:) )

thoughts on names. names in general, naming small children, whatever ya want

thoughts on reality tv shows

oh no snakefarm you gotta find that brain cell! i have not been watching tfatws but ashla and abby have so i’ve been hearing a bit about it. it’s on my to-watch list, but i’m not sure if i’ll ever get around to it or not. it seems like it has (or is trying to have?) some good messages around how sam wilson’s relationship with america is different due to his race, as well as having a lot of hot men, and a lot for the shippers to enjoy. idk if that’s accurate or not, but those are the thoughts atm

pears are gross, their texture are weird and grainy and they don’t even have a good taste to make up for it. do not recommend. (i think apples make me feel sick?? i need to investigate, but i’ve been avoiding apples since forming this theory and it’s very sad)

dye your hair green!! it’s aro pride and i have no idea what you look like, but i bet you can rock it. i associate you with green (cause that’s just your color) so i feel like green hair makes a lot of sense for you (what color is your hair now?)

boom is wordy af for no reason, so i’m putting in a cut for anyone who wants to scroll by(e)

i love ace rings!! i wish they were slightly better known (although i am glad that i’m not outting myself to society at large ig) but they’re a lovely show of pride and way for aces to identify each other in the wild! also, my ace ring is a spinny ring (and unfortunately it’s part silver because it’s a black chain on silver, which aesthetically i don’t love, but SPINNY) so i think that’s extra fun. i definitely recommend getting an ace ring, aroace pride all the way!!

names are strange and sometimes i wish i could just call myself boom in real life (and i know i technically could, but i’m very sensitive so i don’t want to be judged and boom is a very unusual name) but i actually love that you said naming small children cause i was just thinking about this?? for this, we’re just imagining me and my partner have decided to have children (either they’re preggers or adoption) and are choosing names, even tho i’m not actually sure if i will ever be stable enough to handle having human lives in my care. i’ve always really liked names that are very gendered so i was thinking the other day “:( it’s sad i can’t use these names cause i want to give my kids gender neutral names rather than assuming their gender” but then i was thinking, well, unless society changes drastically, it’ll probably be easiest on my kid to raise them as the gender that matches their sex, until they’re old enough to agree or disagree, so i could give them a first name that matches that gender and then a middle name of the opposite (or neutral) gender. (which also ruins the plan to give them family last names as a middle name, which is an important tradition to me, as i am the second to last person with [REDACTED] still in my name). but i don’t love that plan cause whenever i see something like “John Emily Smith” or whatever, i always think “oh that poor kid, probably got bullied for having a girl’s name for a middle name” and obviously that shouldn’t be the norm, but while it is,, idk if i want to set my kid up for that. so i think i’ll have to stick with genderless names, even if that means i have to do research in the future to find some more names i like (and obviously, if my kid ever decides they want a new name, that’s okay too! i just wanna give them the best chance of liking the one i pick out for them)

i always thought reality tv shows were kinda trashy and dumb but my high school acting teacher pointed out they’re a great way to study raw human emotion? and i’m pretty sure that’s just his dramatic excuse for loving reality tv, but it’s totally stuck with me cause that’s how i originally got into sitcoms (viewing them as writing practice, especially the office where they’re SUCH caricatures it’s really good character study)

#ask a boomerang #snakefarm tag #thanks for asking!!

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[1/3] Hi~ May I pls request a Magi + KnY romantic male matchup? I'm a 5'0 hetero fem. I love to draw & sing especially! (I sing opera & I wanna be a voice teacher) I often take endless pics of the sunset and sea bc it's so pretty. I dislike bossy ppl. Quirk: I have a red birthmark on my arm shaped like Alaska lol! To strangers, I'm quiet, shy, friendly, and kind of a loner bc I'm rlly awkward (plus I value my time alone) I easily open up to funny ppl tho.

[2/3] In private, I'm more chill, funny & playful, especially w/ family. I can joke around them a lot. I have a short temper but I forgive just as quickly. I tend to smile or laugh a lot if I'm feeling embarrassed, sometimes I feel stupid for doing so :( I can be hard on myself yet I feel it's necessary to improve. I'm an appreciative person so I'll say thank you like 1000 times lol! I like to be straightforward in relationships even tho I still may be shy. I highly value family & honesty.

[3/3] I'd prefer a s/o who is family-oriented, devoted & genuine. It'd be great if they have a sense of humor too! I'd be the type to sing softly to my s/o while we're alone and close together. Maybe try to lull them to sleep, hehe! Thank you so much! Sorry it was so long, please take your time! I appreciate your hard work! Stay safe and healthy!! (*´︶`*)ﾉ"=͟͟͞͞♡

♡︎ matchup for @ne-nene-ne

bonjour! omg we sound so much alike? idk maybe it's just me? hehe

anyhowdies, thank you for your patience and popping up in my notifications so often! here is your mauchup~

|| magi: i match you with . . .

koumei ren

• since Koumei is not fond of loud and lively people, he would love all of your qualities! you're quiet but still easy to get along with, playful but value family as much as he. someone as well-balanced is a good match for him.

• he completely understands the habit of being hard on oneself. i feel like he's like that as well (hence all those hours of work) while he can appreciate your need to improve, he never fails to check up on you, ensuring you're not being overly critical of yourself.

• you wish he could do the same for himself because the words 'enough sleep' and 'self care' do not apparently belong into this man's vocabulary. you gotta gently remind him to eat and take a bath.

• also pls lull him to sleep, he needs it. all those late nights planning military strategies have done their part so your heavenly voice is the only thing that can put him at ease.

• you can just be talking and he already finds himself relaxing.

• he's eternally grateful to you for coming into his life ♡︎

• Komei is incredibly devoted and would never dream of betraying you. if he comes back late, know he was not out doing anything unfaithful but once again got emerged in planning tactics.

• he knows you get angry at him sometimes for it so he will try to make it up to you by any means!

• your first meeting was at an arranged marriage. your arranged marriage. it was something neither of you wanted at first and honestly it was pretty awkward with both of you being more reserved (ーー;)

• it wasn't until you bumped into each other in the drawing room that you began talking about your shared interests and growing closer.

• since then drawing became reserved for spending quality time together and relaxing.

• Koumei got a tad insecure though when he realised he had fallen in love with you although you were already married. he knew he was inferior when it came to appearances and quite sloppy in mannerisms compared to his brothers, poor thing.

• thankfully you caught onto that quite quickly and reassured him you loved him just the way he was ♡( ◡‿◡ )

• for someone so smart Koumei had no idea what to do except stand there with butterflies in his stomach and heart warming up so much the heat reached to his cheeks.

• he may appear like a gentleman, but once you've gotten past that layer you'll find out he has quite the sense of humor.

• you can joke around with him all you want as long as it's about nothing too inappropriate. you should also expect some light-hearted teasing, hehe

• i'm sorry to say this but occasionally your height will be targeted, he can't help but rest his hand on your head. it's cute, it's vulnerable, it's free real estate!

• if you get annoyed by this he'll just feign innocence . . .

• "could you stop using me as your armrest?"

• "armrest? what are you talking about? i am simply expressing my love for you through physical affection, my dear :)"

• more than teasing though, Koumei likes complimenting you. he will ruffle your hair affectionately, tell you what a good job you've done, how pretty you you look. you might think it's just flattery but rest assured all of these come from his heart!

• look no further because Koumei will use his status to show you the most beautiful sceneries in Kou.

• sunsets from high towers, a wide view of the ocean from imperial ships. when you've got a bit more time he'll carry you through the skies at twilight with his djin equip.

• sneaky bastard might just do a few stunts to have you cling onto him tighter (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

• he prefers staying indoors during his free time so he'd be more than happy to listen to you practice opera singing.

• sometimes he goes outside to feed pidgeons and invites you along. those are such peaceful moments when you can talk about your worries or just admire how nice the weather is.

• Koumei lowkey prays you won't get into fights with Kouen or Kouha because they're both really bossy and you have a short temper.

• but because family is important for them as well, you'll learn to get by. he's so happy.

• though when will you start to think about having your own family? that's a question for later date because at the moment all Koumei wants is to live a happy, comfortable life with you ♡︎

runner up: Alibaba Saluja

⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆

|| kimetsu no yaiba: i match you with . . .

tanjirō kamado

• you guys have such matching sweetheart energies that i had to put you together!

• you also have the same values of family and honesty which makes your relationship all the stronger. you both respect each other and there is nothing but trust in your communication.

• your first meeting happened when you were teamed up together for a mission along with Zenitsu and Inosuke. Zenitsu immediately, of course, got googly eyed for you and feral boy Inosuke wanted to fight you.

• you started feeling awkward with so much going on but Tanjirō quickly got them to give you space.

• he approached you so kindly, understanding you were shy in this new situation.

• it took little time for you to open up to the Kamaboko gang, seeing as how bizarre they are, but Tanjirō was special from the beginning. needless to say, he was curious about you as well |ω-o)

• you two hit it off so well and continued to hang out after the mission. he never pressured you to talk and his patience felt almost godsent. with every new bit he learnt about you Tanjirō found himself becoming more and more enamoured with you.

• he finds your playful yet relaxed mannerisms so pleasant. you're like his sanctuary whenever he needs a break from the restless world around him. he knows he can tell you everything and anything and you'll listen.

• Tanjirō absolutely loves pampering you! you're such a lovely person that all he wants is to make sure you receive back all the positivity that you spread around.

• he won't judge you for your short temper, i mean he's friends with Inosuke after all. he'll only ever look at you with sweet, loving eyes.

• if you do have a small argument, you both end up apologising a million times and laughing cause neither of you will stop saying sorry. it's the cutest thing.

• Tanjirō is a bit on the serious side, and it's canon that he's insecure about the trait. it would be so wholesome if you taught him how to loosen up and joke around!

• he'd be clumsy at it at first but gradually get the hang of it.

• his jokes would still be so bad, poor child. you think it's really adorable though and laugh anyway ♡︎

• that proud twinkle in his eyes when he sees he succeeded making you smile is just— asdfghjk so full of love

• will assure you there is never anything wrong with laughing or smiling. your laugh is one of the most beautiful sounds to him so be prepared for a lot of silly jokes.

• please teach this boy to draw, i'm begging

• you and Nezuko are basically like siblings already. Tanjirō's heart swells every time he finds you with Nezuko, braiding her hair, singing to her or even simply giving her headpats.

• it's during times like those especially that he knows he wants to spend the rest of his life together with you.

• won't not brag about it aloud but Tanjirō likes he's the only person that get to hear you sing (aside from Nezuko) it's like your little secret, something that's reserved for him alone

• Zenitsu always grits his teeth seeing what lovebirds you are. though you were both a little shy about it at first, there is almost always some physical affection between you: hand holding, leaning against each other, cute, fluttering kisses.

• his favourite places to kiss you are your forehead and lips. he may get a bit flustered if you do it to him though but that's because he's so happy ♡︎

• !sharing cool scar/birthmark stories!

• "see, it looks like Alaska!"

• ". . . what's an Alaska? is it an animal?"

• "no, it's a land, silly. a very faraway land."

• "oh, i see! we should go there together some day. it'll be great!"

• your dates include many walks and picnics in the forest. he wants to show you all the best views of sunsets and oceans there are!

• i know this sounds corny but Tanjirō will 100% gaze at you instead while you're admiring the scenery. your reaction is just so precious and you look absolutely stunning in the soft light. you can't really blame him for being smitten ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

• he will remind you every day how dear you are to him. with daily but meaningful displays of affection, Tanjirō lets you know he will never leave your side ♡︎

runner up: Kyōjuro Rengoku

i hope you enjoyed! i admit i haven't seen magi in ages so i don't know how well it turned out ㆆ﹏ㆆ but thank you for the kind wishes, and make sure to take time off to breathe ♡︎

#len's matches #anime matchups #matchups #magi #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #koumei ren #tanjiro kamado #ne-nene-ne

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ragnarachael · 4 years

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And So, All Yours

Pairing: Loki x Asgardian!Reader

Word Count: 5.9k

Summary: You didn't believe the ball was anything important, even if you were forced by Odin to take "royal etiquette" classes. However, nearing the end of the night, you find out just exactly what all of the fuss was about.

Author’s Ramblings: welcome to what i’ve been working on for a literal month and a half! we’ve got soft loki, (almost) ballroom dancing, hot and heavy loki (only for like a fraction of a second tho,, i got some loki smut in my docs i’m working on so who knows how long that’ll take between me doing my requests) this fic has it ALL BABY. i spent so much time on this which is why you see how long it is. i cannot yearn for loki properly if there’s no 5k fic in my docs. don’t ask about my loki wips unless u want whiplash.

Warnings: suggestive scenes! i mention arousal a lot, but there’s no explicit sex scenes! just the tension, because loki can’t help himself.

P A R T O N E (you are here)

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You didn’t suspect that after courting a prince for a multitude of years would mean taking “proper” classes to attend a ball. You had been to balls with your family and Loki's family before, including the time you've been with Loki and even before officially becoming lovers.

And yet, you had been in so called “classes” learning proper etiquette of a royal ball for the past week thanks to Odin's orders.

This meant that any of your free time had been taken up by learning how to ballroom dance, proper dining etiquette, and even getting fitted for a new gown. You'd trade all this nonsense you've already learned to spend time with your lover.

You just wanted to see Loki. That’s all you wanted—well, rather craved—at the end of the week. However, you knew Loki must have things to do to properly prepare for the ball, if Odin was forcing you to take these so called courses.

You tried focusing on the things you were being taught and that thankfully made the days leading up to the ball come faster than you could have imagined at the beginning of the week. Before you could even stop and think about how you'd finally get to see Loki, you were getting pulled into your long, emerald gown whilst your hair was being braided into intricate designs and makeup was being applied to your face. The handmaidens were going over what you had learned as you sat in front of the golden vanity in the room you had in the palace that Frigga had assigned you to stay in for the week.

It all started to become incessant chatter in your ears as your mind began to pull elsewhere, starting to realize that you're seeing Loki for the first time. What would he be wearing? Would he be seated next to you at the dining table? Would he try to pull any tricks contrary to his training he's been given at the same time as you?

"My lady, are you paying attention?"

"Y-Yes!" You exclaimed abruptly, making eye contact with one of the handmaidens through the mirror. "Yes, I am. My apologies."

"You're thinking of Prince Loki, aren't you?"

You let out a defeated sigh as you nodded, closing your eyes as you felt the other handmaidens position hairpins to hold your hair in certain spots.

"I don't think it would be foolish if I were to say yes."

The handmaidens let out kind laughter as you felt your face heat up even more due to your apparent embarrassment about the situation. You're unsure as to why you're so shy about admitting to missing Loki, as you've never been shy about it before.

You assume it's because of the amount of time you've been apart.

The handmaidens were reassuring with your embarrassment and made any shyness dissipate through vigorating conversation. They were kind and had answered questions you had about the evening you were preparing to face, including what Loki was to be wearing. You had been told it was formal attire for all and not just the women unlike the last, which made you believe that it was an actual celebratory ball and not some sort of peace treaty.

It made most of your nervousness ease off of your bare shoulders as the final touches to your appearance were made, continuing to making light conversation with the handmaidens before sending them out once their work was done to allow them get ready for the ball, now alone in your quarters for the first time this evening.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, staying seated in front of the pearlescent vanity that matched most of the heavily gold accented room, realizing just how much more... regal you looked. It was a huge difference from your everyday attire when you went to tend to royal duties as often as Loki almost always did.

It was almost as if you really were princess of Asgard, even if you hadn't married into the family.

"You have always been royalty to me, my love."

Your head whipped around at the sound of your lover's voice behind you, a grin replacing your pursed lips you had while you sat and examined yourself in the mirror. "Loki?"

He had a matching grin as he wore a forest green tunic that had gold accents—much like your dress—accompanied by a plunging neckline which allowed your eyes to trail down to view some of his broad chest. You didn't hesitate to bite your lip for a moment before remembering you're wearing lipstick and quickly release your bottom lip from your teeth as to not ruin any of the work that had been put into your appearance.

Loki didn't seem to notice and said your name back lovingly before you took a moment to unfold yourself from the comfort of the chair in front of the vanity and rush the best you could into his awaiting arms.

However, the second you found yourself hugging him tightly, you realized how abnormally warm he felt under your touch. A little... fizzy even. As if his skin were buzzing like a glass of freshly poured sparkling mead, or as if Thor shocked him once more. Almost as if he was falling ill. Regardless, you were confused. You had seen him cast illusions before, but you've never touched him in that form, so you were unable to deny that possibility from your mind.

There had been one night when you were close to touching him in that form. But that was cut short.

"Conjuring illusions, my love. Not sick," Loki started after hearing your thoughts of concern, pulling away from you so he could tilt your chin up with a hand to let him catch your eyes with his, "I had to find some way to see you. I've been deprived of you for far too long."

His words made your face heat up as you scanned his face, noticing that there had been a slight green glow around the top of his head. He felt so real under your touch, but he was still buzzing.

"Couldn't you get in trouble—"

"Darling, I've done this many a time, and you're worried if I'll get caught?" Loki couldn't hide his chuckle at that point and moved the hand that was on your chin to cup one of your cheeks. "You truly underestimate the God of Mischief."

"The last time this happened, Frigga had banished me from our quarters for a week, need I remind you," you replied with as much confidence you could muster. Loki’s face starts to heat up slightly, most likely recalling the events of that night. His hand moved from your cheek as he started to shift his body slightly into a defensive stance, arms falling to his sides.

"I told you I was testing the spell out—"

"I'm joking, my dear," you giggled out, moving your hands from their place around his waist to hold his face. "Let's change the subject, shall we?"

Loki seemed to lose his stance on the topic before taking a moment to properly take in your appearance, clearing his throat.

"You look ravishing."

It only took a moment to hear the change of tone in Loki's voice, and you could feel heat pooling in your belly in that instance, your legs wishing to press together for very little desired relief. Even when he's an illusion, Loki still found ways to make you yearn for more intimate activities.

You opened your mouth to say something as you watched Loki's illusion falter under your hands, no longer feeling his cheekbones your hands were resting on. His head turned over his shoulder which sent your hands breaking through the illusion's structure with a small hissing noise.

Quickly, you moved your hands away from where his face once was as Loki sighed and turned his attention back to you, his touch seeming to ghost over your hips.

"I'm afraid we'll have to continue this later, darling." Loki saw your pout and couldn't help but give you a soft smile before running a buzzing thumb over your lower lip. "I love you."

Your pout was quick to turn back into a giddy smile. After saying what was over a thousand I love you's, you never tired of hearing it. "I love you more. Stay out of trouble."

"Now where is the fun in that, love?" Loki questioned teasingly before pressing a quick, tingling kiss to your forehead before finally disappearing in a flash of green. Your heart clenched momentarily in sadness, wishing you had more time to converse with Loki before the night's activities.

One week was far too long to be without your lover, and you prayed that you'd never have to go through this again without good reason.

Sighing softly as you looked in the direction where Loki once stood, starting to pace as you waited for your guards to collect you and escort you to the ballroom floor.

From what you recalled from your handmaidens, you were to have your arrival announced. Something about that screamed Loki's doing, considering you assumed the ball was just a personal affair that most Asgardians were invited to. Another part of you actually started to fancy the idea of this ball being a treaty of some kind, for you had no clue as to why else your arrival would be announced.

More things to ask Loki once you see him in the ballroom.

It felt like years as you continued waiting for the guards. You touched up some of your makeup unnecessarily as well as look at the elaborate hair pins that were pushed into your hair, noticing how they sparkled under the lighting of the room as you adored the gold shimmering at every turn of your head. Part of you was curious where Loki was and what he was doing currently. Perhaps he was engaging with some Asgardians in conversation. Or, maybe he was conversing with his mother at the dining table while guests filed in.

Or, possibly he was trying to find Thor so he could cause some mischief before Odin could find out.

"Norns, this man.." You happily mumbled to yourself. Just thinking about Loki was making you flustered. And you were still just waiting to be taken to the main ballroom. Your hands gently covered your face as you took a moment to breathe and collect your thoughts.

Soon enough, your patience was rewarded as your usual guards that accompanied you on palace grounds came to guide you to the ballroom after you instructed them to give you a moment for one last look over at your appearance after sliding your shoes onto your feet.

Seeing yourself in Loki's colors gave you the confidence boost you needed before you turned to the door that led out to the thoroughly decorated halls of the palace, calling out for your guards kindly as your doors shut behind you.

"Gentlemen," you greeted with a smile, "how are you this evening?"

Völund and Áleifr greeted you just as warmly, falling into step with you as you continued conversing with them.

Your anxiousness only started to slowly grow as you made your way down long halls to get through the palace to the ballroom the ball was to take place in. This wasn't your first time having your arrival announced in total, but for a ball, it was a first.

To Asgardian customs, it was as if you were being recognized officially as a part of the royal family. That made your anxious feelings only tighten your chest. Would the Asgardian people accept you? Most already have since you and Loki had announced your courtship ages ago, but you did see glares some local women had given you when they saw you on Loki's arm. You already have taken on royal duties as well--but not as many as a princess should, in your opinion. Loki always disagreed—as he was the one you did most tasks with—as well as Frigga, but you still felt as if you could do more for your people of Asgard.

You wanted to do more. They deserved it.

"Milady, are you ready?" Völund asked as you stopped walking before the archway that led to the staircase that was to commence your announcement. You couldn't help but peek out into the ballroom, only to be blown away by how full it looked.

You were quick to pull back from the edge, taking a deep breath. At least the entirety of Asgard was doing to watch you come out from behind this wall and walk down the very same steps Frigga and Odin had walked just mere minutes ago with Loki and Thor trailing just after them. How were you to do it alone? Part of you felt disdain for the rules that Odin had in place, for if they weren't stopping you, you would demand to make your arrival with Loki so you didn't worry so much about everything that could possibly go wrong as you descended from the stairs.

"Prince Loki said he would not mind waiting at the last steps, ma'am," Áleifr added kindly, noticing your breathing had started to quicken from your burst of anxiety. You didn't hesitate to ask if he could get the message to Loki that you would like him to be there when you start, knowing that your panic would be minimal to none the second you see him.

Áleifr was quick to walk out onto the steps and converse with the other guards that were stationed just around the other side of the walls you hid behind before he returned, one of the other guards walking down the steps at what seemed like a fast pace.

Völund started a gentle conversation with you while Áleifr kept watch for any other guards or drunk Asgardians who tried to roam around the palace. In the midst of this, you tried to bring back your cool and collected façade that left you on the journey to the ballroom doors.

It took a few moments to get everything back under control as you felt your fingers start to toy with some of the rings the handmaidens adorned your hands with as accent pieces for your outfit. You thanked Völund profusely for his help, starting to ask questions about his family to keep your mind focused on something other than the things that were coursing through your mind.

Áleifr was quick to check for the guard he had sent to get Loki out on the steps once more, conversing with him once he had jogged back up the steps for a moment before returning where you and Völund waited.

"Is he waiting?"

"He's just finished conversation with the Queen and should be arriving momentarily, milady."

"Then we will wait for his arrival, if that is alright."

Völund and Áleifr voiced their agreement as you continued to try and make calm conversation to get your mind off of the crowd of your people enjoying their time at a royal ball.

You were twisting a ring on your middle finger for the fifth time when Áleifr had been informed of Loki's arrival at the bottom of the staircase. Your hands were quick to separate and fall back to your sides like you had practiced on your second day of your so-called classes, lifting up the skirt of your dress slightly to avoid stepping on the fabric as you moved a bit faster than you should have.

The sounds of the ballroom were silenced as Odin was heard talking loudly. You didn't bother to try and make out what was being said as you held your head high, walking out into the center of the archway with Völund and Áleifr just behind you at your sides. You hoped you seemed composed and not as if you just took a moment panicking about the amount of people you were hopefully not to make a fool of yourself in front of.

The smile you had was completely genuine as you heard the Asgardian people applaud you as you took your time going down the first few steps before your eyes caught Loki's. The look he gave you made it feel as if it were just the two of you in the whole room. It urged you to speed up a bit more as you came down the steps, completely drowning out the applause and trying to focus on not tripping as you kept your eyes locked with Loki's.

Eventually your hand extended to land in Loki's as you finished the final steps of the main staircase, the crowd cheering a bit louder as you did a final bow before Loki pulled you in for a quick kiss that made your face heat up into a blush.

"Odin will have your head," you teased through clenched teeth as you smiled and waved, Loki doing the same as he started to guide you to the main ballroom floor after thanking your guards for taking care of you. Loki let out a genuine laugh, letting his fingers lace through your own.

"I would love to see him try," he replied as the crowd finally started to quiet down back to a low hum. Just how it was before your arrival. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," you confirmed softly, starting to stand a bit closer to Loki's side as his hand slipped from yours to wrap around your waist so he could hold you to him as you traveled together through the main floor. "I just saw how many people were in attendance and... lost my head for a moment."

Loki stopped guiding you for a moment to look at your face to be sure you weren't lying before pressing a swift kiss to your temple as his grip tightened momentarily. "I'm sorry, darling. If Odin allowed it, I would—"

"I know, my love. I understand. I'm fine now, no need to burden yourself with worry any longer," you said, taking a moment to glance up and scold at him as his face seemed skeptical. "I am fine, Loki."

"If there is any moment tonight where you need a moment to collect yourself—"

"I won't hesitate to tell you." You finished Loki's sentence with ease, letting out a soft laugh. "Are you aware of how adorable you can be when you worry?"

Loki rolled his eyes fondly as the two of you started to move through the crowd again, "do tell."

Your laughter grew with his reaction, your heart starting to pick up speed once his laughter started to quietly cut through yours.

The ball was less intimidating now that you had Loki at your side, striking up conversations occasionally with some of the people you walked by as you made your way back to the large dining table that the two of you were required to sit at with the rest of the family.

Dinner went smooth. As smooth as it could with Loki and Thor sitting together, which amused you and Frigga to no end. The two of them had a good relationship, but there had still been tension that had to be resolved by a third party. You still thought that Loki should have sat next to you for the entirety of the dinner, but you didn't want to voice that opinion anywhere near Odin.

The second dinner was done, Loki was quick to whisk you away onto the ballroom floor to dance to the music that was playing. You couldn't hold back the laughter that was bubbling at your throat from your lover's sudden excitement. "Slow down, Loki! We have all night!"

Loki slowed his stride for you, but continued guiding you to one of the empty halls that was connected to the ballroom.

So you weren't going to dance, then.

It felt as if you were both teens again, sneaking around the halls of the palace during important happenings of which you were both required to attend. But of course, instead, you both opted for taking solitude in empty halls, closets, even rooms to spend time alone together. Thanks to this, guards have easily caught you and Loki in many compromising positions over the years.

Part of you wanted to protest his actions in this moment due to your current training you had drilled into your mind for the past week, but another part of you didn’t care. You missed Loki. And the ball was already dull enough, so you’d happily let him shove you into a closet if it meant enjoying yourself for the first time in a week.

Loki shocked you by making a sharp turn into another hallway, and pulled you from your thoughts by pinning you to the wall and slamming his lips to yours in a heated kiss. You gasped against his lips, letting your head lean forward into his hands that moved to cup your cheeks, finally savouring his touch.

You had forgotten how soft Loki’s lips were. They were sweeter than normal, even. Perhaps that was thanks to the mead you both had drunk during dinner, though. You let out a little huff of a moan as he nipped at your lower lip, taking the chance to lick them apart.

Your hands found their home on Loki’s sides, gripping the fabric under your fingertips tightly as he started to pull away from the kiss, your shared breaths heavy.

Loki let out a breathless chuckle as he pressed one last kiss to your lips, resting his forehead on yours as your noses gently bumped together. Your smile was the most genuine it had been in the past week, and you felt dizzy just from this interaction alone.

“Hopefully no guards saw that,” you teased breathlessly, letting out a giggle yourself. Loki let out another laugh before closing his eyes as he kept his forehead pressed to yours.

“Nothing they haven’t seen before, darling.”

“Mmm.” Your eyes looked over your lovers face for a moment, no traces of worry or annoyance from the evening to be seen. Just love. Endless amounts of love. “At least it wasn’t like the last time—”

Loki’s eyes opened quickly, his gaze boring into yours as he tried to be threatening, “do not bring up the ball from four months ago. Mother is still cross with me for that.”

“As she should! I should be cross with you for ruining one of my favorite gowns!”

The both of you looked at each other, your body still pressed into the wall thanks to Loki crowding you into the marble of the palace. After a few moments of staring, you started to break into giggles again.

“You must admit,” Loki said through his laughter, “you looked even better with the gown off—”

“That does not change the fact it was my favorite, Loki,” you scolded playfully, letting out a long sigh to catch your breath, grinning like a madwoman as you watched Loki smile down at you fondly. “I missed you.”

“And I missed you, my love.”

You didn’t hesitate to take his hands from your cheeks before intertwining your fingers with his. “Next time there is to be a ball, please try to convince Odin I am far more educated than he believes. I don’t think I could take a week away from you again.”

Loki took a deep breath through his nose in that moment, pulling his forehead from your own to press a kiss to the skin.

“I tried to reason with him. You know how he can be,” Loki replied with a tone of sadness. “But, that matters not. We’re together now, and that is all that matters.”

Your grin never faltered as Loki spoke, leaning up on your toes to press a chaste kiss to his lips.

“It looks to be you’re right, my prince.”

Loki gave a boyish smile before leaning in for a longer kiss before the two of you started to catch up. The conversation flowed easily between the two of you, despite Loki’s close proximity. Occasionally, the both of you froze, hearing footsteps coming from the main hall that you had originally been dragged down by your lover.

Thankfully, the two of you remained undisturbed as you talked about your week without the other.

As most of your conversations with Loki do, it started to take a turn in a more... intimate way. Loki started to press gentle kisses to the bare skin of your neck as you prattled on about your useless lesson about posture you had taken earlier in the week. His hands started to roam across the fabric of your dress—his excuse being that he’d wanted to feel the fabric properly, never having seen anything like it before—and his body was being pressed into yours just a bit more than it usually would be if you were engaging in casual conversation.

“The teacher had been quite rude, the more I think about it—“ You cut yourself off with a breathy gasp as you felt Loki nip at the sensitive skin of your collarbone. You wanted to scold him for even considering the idea of marking up your skin.

But you felt warmth wash over you at the idea of being marked for everyone to see.

“Do carry on, darling,” Loki muttered gently as he looked up at you, lips barely touching the spot he’d just nipped at. You took your bottom lip between your teeth as you watched Loki smirk wickedly up at you before going back to your collarbone.

You tried to continue stumbling through your story, little moans cutting through some of your words every once in a while thanks to Loki’s roaming hands and skilled mouth.

“L-Loki..” You felt him finally pull away to admire his work as you tried to avoid the throbbing heat that was starting to grow between your legs. “I would not like to be caught without a gown again.”

Loki couldn’t help but let out a deep chuckle at your words, his hands lightly resting on your backside as he moved back to his full height. You could most definitely detect a deeper, more dark tone under that laughter that screamed mischief.

“Darling, if I were to disrobe you again, it would be in the comfort of our chambers. No guards will see what is mine again.”

His words made you take in a deep breath, trying to seem unaffected how he just openly called you his. You didn’t think that after a week without his silver-tongue you’d have this much of an effect from it. You took your lip between your teeth again as you were quick to secure your arms around his neck to try and draw him closer to you.

After clearing your throat, you gathered as much courage you had in the moment to speak as seductive as you could. “What’s stopping you from taking me to our chambers, then?”

Loki opened his mouth to reply, his eyes darkened with lust before you both heard guards coming down the hall. They were quietly conversing between each other, and you could both hear Loki’s name on their lips. In sync, you and Loki turned your heads to the opening that led into the hall you two had come from originally, both trying to listen in.

If you weren’t so on edge from the sudden possibility of getting interrupted with Loki, you’d laugh at how in sync you two were.

“They’re coming this way,” Loki mumbled quickly. His hands moved from your bottom then, turning your head back to look at his face and cupping your cheeks in his palms. Your eyes ran over his face, noticing a determined look etched in his features as your face started to heat up under his touch.

“Loki,” you whispered suddenly as the footsteps of the guards came closer, “what are you doing?”

He hushed you swiftly, closing his eyes as you felt your body starting to tingle. Your grip was tightening around him as you shut his eyes under the assumption that maybe if you did it, whatever he was doing would work better. Either way, Loki didn’t seem to mind as the metallic footsteps finally stopped in front of the hall Loki had dragged you in to pin you into the wall.

“Prince Loki!” One guard called out suddenly, which caused you to flinch from the sudden loudness of his voice. You could hear the footsteps move directly behind Loki, sounding as if he were shifting on each foot. You assumed that meant he was looking into the crevasses of the hall to find the two of you.

It was at this moment you realized Loki was using his magic to conceal the two of you against the wall so you wouldn’t be found. The other guard let out a huff.

“Let’s just try the next hall. Odin will have our heads if we don’t find ‘im.”

The first guard grunted out of annoyance, most probably because of his task he was assigned, and started to walk out of the hall. “The prince better not be where I think he may be.”

The second guard let out a booming laugh, a soft clank being heard, “We can finally stop worryin’ about it after tonight. You ‘member he told us that the plan they’ve been workin’ on is happening tonight.”

You tried to listen to their conversation the best you could before their voices faded down the hall. Both you and Loki let out a sigh of relief at the same time while you opened your eyes to look at Loki.

He had his face contorted in what looked like worry.

“Plan? What plan?” You questioned softly, letting one of your hands slowly slip into Loki’s hair to toy with the strands while he kept his eyes closed. Loki’s forehead stayed pressed to yours as he stayed silent.

“It.. It’s nothing for you to focus on, dearest,” Loki finally said, nervousness lacing his tone as his eyes finally opened to look into yours. “I have it under control.”

You rose a brow skeptically, moving your hand that was in his hair to slip to his cheek, watching him lean into your touch as his hands fell to rest on your shoulders. “Do you, my love? You are aware I’m willing to help you at any given moment, correct?”

“Yes,” he replied, keeping his eyes trained on your own as he turned his head and pressed a kiss to your palm without any hesitation. “I am aware. I’ve handled far worse.”

You knew he was trying to make you laugh with that sentence. You cracked a smile just so he could feel pleased before moving his head back up so you could press a kiss to his lips. When you pulled away, he tried to chase you back into another. That made you giggle quietly before moving your hand that was on his cheek to his mouth to cover it.

“We can continue what we started later. Odin needs you for something.”

Loki didn’t hesitate to let out a huff against your palm before grabbing your wrist and sliding his fingers between your own. “Must we? We’re not too far from our chambers—”

“Loki.”

“—and you know I can certainly be quick—”

“Loki!” You exclaimed with a soft laugh, trying to cover his mouth with your other free hand only to have that one be caught with Loki’s as well. He laughed with you as his fingers laced between each of yours tightly, running the pad of his thumb over the decorative rings that adorned your fingers. You noticed how his thumb lingered on the empty spot of your ring finger.

“Fine. Later,” Loki relented as he looked down at your hands with a growing smile. “I do hope you can be patient.”

“Can you?” You replied, snorting fondly. Loki let out a scoff of a laugh before giving you a quick peck on the lips. You smiled at the affection before Loki finally stopped crowding you against the wall, let go of one hand to help you fix anything of your appearance that was out of place before he started to guide you from the hall you had hid in.

In the silence, you let your thoughts linger until you came to a sudden stop. Loki stopped just as you did, turning his head around to look at you over his shoulder. He spoke your name softly with concern as you asked the first question that came to the forefront of your mind.

“What is this ball for?”

Loki’s body turned to face you again, his head tiling in confusion. “I beg your pardon?”

“Usually,” you started, clearing your throat as you were reminded of your posture. You fought back a grimace and stood a little straighter, tilting your head up. You most certainly didn’t miss Loki’s eyes traveled down the length of your neck most probably to look at the mark he left on your collar bone, “I can tell what ball it is by who’s in attendance, but all of Asgard seems to be in the ballroom and I can’t place as to why that is.”

His eyes trailed back up to your face, confusion leaving his face as he blinked a few times to process what you were asking. Loki’s hand momentarily tightened around your own before taking a deep breath.

“It’s their anniversary!” Loki replied suddenly, almost as if he himself had forgotten. “My mother and father’s, that is. ”

You cocked your head to the side, your brows furrowing. “Really?”

“Yes!” Loki exclaimed, a wide grin coming to his face at the blink of an eye. “Another amazing thousand years as Asgard’s rulers.”

Something in you could tell Loki had been lying. It was a new instinct you were trying to work on. It made you sound callous, not trusting your lover, but he only lied to you when he deemed it absolutely necessary. It drove you wild when all you wanted to do was help, even if there was a battle to be had, and Loki just left you in the dark.

“Why didn’t Frigga tell me at dinner?”

“She doesn’t like to make a big show about things, darling. You know this. She probably thought you had already known,” Loki explained gently. “You were with your handmaidens all day anyway, it’s a fair thought.”

You thought about it for a moment before realizing Loki was right. You had only started to talk with people who weren’t your assigned handmaidens once your guards had retrieved you from your room you had gotten ready in. Loki was giving you a knowing look when you let out a huff of annoyance.

You hated when he was right about certain things.

“Fair thought indeed,” you grumbled, starting to take the lead after giving Loki’s arm a tug when you rounded the corner of the hall, “let’s get you to Odin so he can chew your head off.”

Loki only let out a fond laugh, not hesitating to walk next to you happily as he pressed a kiss to your temple. You couldn’t help a smile come onto your face to break your annoyed expression as you were met with the empty halls you had rushed down mere minutes ago, Loki’s hand casually slipping from your grip to curl low around your hips to guide you back to the ballroom.

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The muffin watches Love and Redemption (insert preemptive crying here)

Aright, I finally FINALLY finished live blogging this episode. @mejomonster my thoughts are aplenty! I actually wrote way too much!

Edit: I’m an idiot, I forgot to mention a prediction/observation.

Episode 1:

The CGI is actually very nice in this drama, I’m pleased. I will definitely watch dramas with cringe-worthy CGI, but it’s always nice when they manage to integrate it with the actors and set pieces well, which is even harder to accomplish in Xianxia.

Wait, what did the god of war do to deserve the reincarnation out of the heavenly realm punishment? Didn’t she defeat the Asura/Mosha guy? Was it because she used his weapon or something? And in the first place, why does that half of the Mosha guy’s soul qualify as a celestial that can be reborn? I suppose everyone is subject to reincarnation, but this batch is explicitly for those who have committed crimes in the heavens and wasn’t he on the demon/asura side? Or…maybe he was a celestial who betrayed them? Who knows, I’m just wildly speculating…

The scene definitely suggests there is a lot the narration is not telling us about how these two ended up being reincarnated - yet.

If she lacks the six senses, then why can she see and hear just fine? She apparently can’t feel pain, which would count for the deficiency of touch. Hm.

Xuanji, I relate to just wanting to go back to sleep and not deal with visitors so much lol.

HA, that little look of alarm one of the shixiongs (Liuzi?) has on his face when Linglong tries to convince Xuanji it’ll be fun because they get to check out the handsome guys. So is Linglong supposed to be her twin since they’re both 16 years old?

The dragon wolf thing moves a little funny, but at least it doesn’t look glaringly out of place and the camera doesn’t focus on it for too long, as is typical of CGI monsters. Kudos to them!

Cheng Yi is low-key really good looking in action scenes, just putting that out there. I didn’t think I would adjust to him in period clothing and long hair so quickly, since it usually takes me a while to make the switch (after seeing him in The Lost Tomb 2), but nope! He looks really good!

Ah, so this is the ruthless sect. I love how their first rule, which is literally more important than anything else they may value or encourage in their members, is to not show their entire face when outside the sect…also, what’s the point in hiding only half your face?? Sifeng’s mask only covers one eye, his forehead, and cheek on one side…at least have it cover the entire upper or lower half like everyone else in the sect (I know it’s so we can actually see the actor’s face and not supposed to make sense in-universe)?? I actually do like how they designed it though, it’s far less clunky than the full-face masks we saw in the opening sequence, probably due to the curves.

Sect leader…Sifeng is 16, he IS little pfft. Even adjusting for the times, he is a BABY haha. As I grow older, I realize more and more how young a lot of protags in fantasy stories really are. Also, sect leader is a drama queen, like he’s just lounging on his chair with this dramatic laid-back pose, takes a deep breath, and turns his chin up. So extra.

Aw, yes, I want to see more of Cheng Yi’s easy smiles. He’s so serious in TLT2, except when the warmth seeps into this expression when he’s smiling fondly at Wu Xie…

These devil/asura people have a weird bowing pose. I can’t help but think their hands make them look like…eagle claws or something lol.

Ah, a classic ‘I forgot my invitation’ situation. Well, Xuanji doesn’t have to feel too bad, apparently none of the other Shaoyang disciples know how to fly on a sword either lol. Her sister was tied down by that spell, but could none of the others have attempted to chase after the jerk who grabbed her? (Side note: I really love the color of his sect’s outfits.)

:3 I like Xuanji’s expressions, they’re just cute? So cute. Like her little huff when she’s defending her big sister from the jerkass. Also, I love characters who are like little kittens who puff up and try to protect their friends/family even though the one they’re trying to protect is probably more capable than them.

Jerkass really does take it too far when he just DROPS HER FROM THE SKY. Like, I can accept if youthful teasing goes a little far in that he snatched her and took her for a joy ride, but when it’s apparently that she really can’t summon a sword, it’s 100% not okay to just drop her and laugh it off. If Sifeng didn’t catch her, she could’ve died, and how exactly do you plan on explaining THAT to her father, huh Mr. Jerkass? He had like a dozen witnesses too.

Well, what can you expect from a guy who forgot to bring his invitation and literally was too arrogant and entitled to wait for his teacher to come out and let them in. :p Not the smartest cookie, is he. Even if you got in trouble for forgetting your invitation, you’d get in x10 more trouble for murdering a girl. Good thing she has plot armor and Sifeng was conveniently in the right spot to catch her lol.

Small note, he left her on his sword and she fell off after a bit - so…how exactly is HE flying? Can people fly without the help of their sword? Is he able to make more than one?

Lol Xuanji tugs at him like she does to her sister, it’s cute. But he’s so PANIC every time she touches him haha poor guy. He’s so awkward…why is it so endearing…

It took me a second to realize that he stutters, also that he has a voice actor this time! Idk why, Cheng Yi has a good voice. It would’ve fit this role just fine, unless there were parts they were concerned he couldn’t do. They did a good job matching the VA to his lip movements though, it’s really hard to tell it’s not his voice. It’s been a while since I heard Cheng Yi on video, but listening and comparing, now I can tell that it’s not his in this drama. Anyways, this might be my only complaint lol. Both he and his VA do a good job conveying the stuttering though!

Cheng Yi, you’re playing another character who’s good at disappearing in the blink of an eye lol…

Aah, so normally her sister’s personality type is the annoying sort, which is why she works well as a supporting character. I love how she turns her brattiness up to eleven in order to help Xuanji get out of a scolding by their father. I just really love how these two are so supportive and defensive of each other.

Edit: Alright, but Xuanji did you really just raise a flag for yourself so early in the show. ‘I think tears are the most precious things’. I WILL EAT MY HAT IF THIS DOES NOT BECOME RELEVANT LATER.

And instead of holding onto Sifeng’s name tag for like 50 episodes, she remembers she has it and goes to give it back + some birthday snacks because it’s his birthday too! GAH Xuanji is too cute.

I love how the guy who answered the door just his back only to turn around and smoothly give an explanation for his friend’s disfluency lol (so it’s a language thing!). AND THEN HE GOES ‘carry on!’ AND TURNS AROUND AGAIN. Idk why I find this funny but.

? Why all that effort for dew from a peach blossom tree. Is this one a special peach blossom tree. Why is he making tea with it. OH OK it’s good for cultivation.

He’s so vicious ha, he’s clearly perplexed by her - I mean, he’s the top disciple in his sect, so likely he doesn’t get how she can live so carefree and not have any desire to cultivate or anything. It’s perplexing and kind of total opposite to his worldview, so he reacts harshly.

Ah, I really like Cheng Yi’s acting! He goes from flat/indifferent face to reacting angrily to her picking the snake up, then a subtle worry as his eyes drop down from her to the snake.

I don’t know why I like this snake scene but I dooo. xD Also, it’s interesting how she doesn’t feel any strong emotions (she’s actually rather intensely curious tho!), while he puts on a mask literally/figuratively to seem like he doesn’t and yet gets worked up quite easily.

I’m glad she stops imitating him when he tells her to and is explicitly angry/upset, I get enough of people being assholes and making fun of others for things they can’t help like their speech impairments or mannerisms, it’s just kind of a personal thing that irks me.

AW HE’S SO PROTECTIVE OF HIS LITTLE SNAKE.

Why is it always the peach tree forests?? They’re always weird places that trap people. I can think of two other dramas where this happens haha. I know peaches do have significant symbolism in Chinese culture, so maybe that explains it.

Lol he still flips out a bit when she gets close. Poor girl, getting dropped from the air AGAIN.

Ah, this is the lake! Where they sealed part of that Mosha guy’s soul! This can’t be good.

Aw, look at his face, he’s genuinely worried for his little snake. CHENG YI YOUR RANGE OF EMOTIONS. GAH.

I CAN’T OPEN IT. Oh wait.

WHY DID YOU GO IIIIN YOU JUST SAID YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING AND HE TOLD YOU TO STAY OUT, YOU LITTLE IDIOT. If he’s Little Stutterer, you can be Little Idiot, ok.

Here’s an idea, she finds the snake, you fight the dragon, and then all three of you get out of there.

OH the mask comes off!! Ok, but you have seen like most of his face already…Hahaha the look on his face ‘wait…why do I feel a hand why is she touching me there…OH NO’

Ah, a nice detail I didn’t think they’d think to add in: his stuttering got way worse without the mask on, since he was so upset/shaken.

?? What just happened with her blood lol.

Final Thoughts:

An interesting start, with nice character dynamics revealed and a dangerous situation to move the plot right along. I have been informed the drama really differentiates itself from the typical setup that has been supplied thus far, and I’m excited to see it unfold.

For now, I have a tiiiiny crush on Cheng Yi and I’m interested in where they take Xuanji’s character. Also, what disasters will result from their little excursion into the super lake where a demon lord thing was sort of sealed away a long time ago...

#the muffin's liveblogging adventures #love and redemption

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thecrenellations · 4 years

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Thick as Thieves Undead-Blog, Part One | when your liveblog falls in a well then climbs out covered in flour | my notes from reading the book for the first time, Spring 2017

Expect yelling, lines that stuck out to me, and references that might only make sense in my head! Do not expect any meaningful analysis; I was simply reading this book, losing my mind, and feeling like I was falling in love. (Context provided in italics.)

Part Two

Chapters 1-5:

Ch. 1 - Kamet meets Costis and finds out about Nahuseresh’s “death”

1. similar start to KoA and ACoK? and Thief?? feeling stupid

2. smashed bottle of remchik (amphora motif?)

RUSTICATE

oh no Nahuseresh why you’re married!

3. a new character! (Laela)

5. u look like a pomegranate

6. how old is Kamet?

8. “crooked men assume others are crooked as well” like thieves and philanderers...

10. Laela thinks Attolia is doomed?

ORNON????

“nature of world” is that what you really think?

trained as a child

11. poor eyesight

PAH COSTIS IS BACK i’m emotional

A VERY LARGE ATTOLIAN

12. THANK THE ETERNAL GODS HE WAS A CHATTY ATTOLIAN THAT’S WHAT YOU THINK

13. everyone is smart

a deep well of spite, low cunning

14. physical description of Costis?!?

he says he has so much power but he ... hides in alcoves? behind urns?

15. backward Attolia

a match made in hell (Kamet’s assessment of Gen and Irene)

K’s backstory

what does he like? does he WANT wealth and power?

16. *****“There is freedom and power” ***** (this quote was featured in some of the promotion before publication, I think, so it stuck out to me as especially important, though it probably would have anyway because it says a whole lot about Kamet’s perspective!)

oh no well there goes my wish for insight into Nahuseresh RIP (I didn’t LIKE Nahuseresh and particularly want to get to know him better, but I did go into this book hoping we’d get a more nuanced view of some of the Mede court ... turns out we absolutely DID get some serious insight into Nahuseresh despite him not appearing in person ... oof. I do still hope that RotT gives us even more Mede characters or fleshes out the other ambassadors - Akretenesh and Melheret (though we we just see them through the eyes of people like Sophos who vehemently oppose them) still seem less unique/complex/human compared to other antagonist-types like Ambiades, Sejanus, reader’s choice of baron.)

17. tears ... not for him though

21. Shesmegah = Philia?

22. Rabbit and Lion!!!

23. Bear ... thx mwt <3 plz don’t be foreshadowing (Gen compares himself to a dancing bear ... so “there had been a white bear once, a gift from the Braelings in the north, but it had died in the heat” is pretty ominous, especially considering the animal allusions to another character on the previous page!)

24. he’s leaving the gates an enemy of king!

Ch. 2 - Kamet bumps into Immakuk and then Costis, the Anet’s Dream burns

28. how do they know who’s a slave?

clothes, chain

it’s Odin (listen. Odin and Immakuk both have one eye and show up a lot! I was totally on the right track. Shoutout to The Saga of the Volsungs ;) )

Enforcers of Imperial Peace give me a break! (i mean, in the US police are often officially called “peace officers” so, fair)

is he a god? srsly

32. the first of my many lies (“you said after noon”)

is this post-annuxing? no?

We went to the theater

34. I am a good judge of men

35. “i could evade the attolian far more easily than the palace guard” he is a palace guard <3

36. HIS ACCENT IS STILL HORRIBLE also your god’s favor

37. uhhh omg

38. omg OMG OMGOMG OMG (this was me generally losing it at Kamet’s assessment of Costis and at “he told me his name, as if he expected me to use it” I still cannot get over that line)

that’s one way to get Ornon out of your hair

39. Has C picked up the mind-reading habit

“take a seat” ... parallel to first KoA scene with Costis and Gen?

40. so certain of my place in the world

DIVESTED himself of his shirt

41. soooooooo bad bad institution (Kamet is thinking about the other slaves being executed)

42. Mercy buds (Kamet and Costis/Shesmegah and Philia)

44. more retrospect/depth in narration than Sophos, even (“I should have had more respect for his quick thinking” etc)

"i wanted to believe i steered the course of my future” no it’s Gen aka the gods

47. Story time!

friends

53. Ziggurat vs tower?

54. Costis is good in a crisis

55. what is this (Kamet’s swimming struggles)

“cooped up”

Ch. 3 - Kamet and Costis stay in Sherguz, then leave by caravan

62. making excuses to hang w Costis 4eva

who set the boat on fire?

who was the merchant on it?

68. know my secret??

wtf Costis you put a rock in your breastplate?

73. holy shit “eloquent”

lol this scene! (Costis negotiating with Roamanj)

“you are asking this because i look like your generous old uncle” his uncle is NOT generous tho

75. what is palm grease? :o

does C really not know N is dead? what if he isn’t ....? (lol don’t give me too much credit for this thought, I quickly dismissed it)

76. sign of the idiot!

78. Aris! <3 Wish I hadn’t been spoiled for this! (by the character list absolutely crammed full of spoilers in all the new paperbacks)

79. Are these like the large caravans Eddis took?

85. around the fire interesting education vibes + romance?

I’m so proud of Costis!

Ch. 4 - Contains lions and backstory

89. Yes! (Namreen attack. I don’t know what in particular I was excited about. Possibly Costis’s comment that the guy who stabbed Kamet didn’t have his guard up? Or just everything.)

90. Wow! When u get over it, compare to Costis w/ Gen hurt!

93. “why namreen” OMG Kamet tell him!!! it’s important!

94. no one knows what my king knows

95. a herd of cats!

damn yeah issues

A LION!!! wtf

I would LOVE to hear Costis hiss

OMG COSTIS NO

96. prayers ouch ... oxe harbrea?

98. oh my god

101. Costis is kind

105. Costis is accustomed to passing the day in silence - but he fills the silence here w/ Kamet w/ horrible jokes!

god what was K’s childhood

106. OMG sand in food

107. OMG so cute (Costis telling stories about Gen)

108. So so so! :)

110. I am aghast I continue to be aghast I’m surprised This Incident wasn’t common knowledge tho (How did you come to Ianna-Ir? I punched the king in the face.)

112. well that was a long and slightly weird story (abt Costis’s story of the above. I was channelling something Martin says in the Cabin Pressure episode “Fitton” about the sauce?)

116. Attolian slang omg

literally the main suspense/climax is when is Kamet going to call Costis by his name?!?!!!

117. [doodle of caggi conversation, see photo at top of post]

126. omg they were both in Attolia but not together

if Kamet was in the kitchen then does he know Sandy? (LJ fandom name for Brinna before we knew who she was)

127. OMG nutcakes vs Irene (“She was as beautiful as the Queen of the Night, but the Attolian nutcakes ... were even more beautiful -- and they wouldn’t kill you.”)

looks like a nutcake is actually a nutcake

looks like a nutcake could actually kill u? (I THINK ABOUT THIS CONCEPT A LOT. someday I will make a post about it)

Ch. 5 - Road trip continues, Ne Malia/Koadester

131. So proud of Costis’s acting! (losing money to sell the chain)

136. the truth? (Kamet’s backstory)

we’re just getting more (as readers)

140. IT’S ODIN (onion farmer)

143. fastener?

144. wooo (thoughts about “new authority as a free man”)

151. crack in china cup returns

153. Costis you’re sharing your king’s confidence!

154. Eugenides here to break up your empire!

lol Melheret Gen why

156. “squabbles” wars all reduced to reliable trade route!

apparently I became too engrossed to take notes as their pursuers caught up to them, because that’s all for this chapter! The journey will continue when I’ve typed up more ... let me know if anything is incomprehensible. Thanks for reading!

#this got ... quite long so i'll post the rest later #thick as thieves #queen's thief #this was fun to revisit! thank you to everyone who encouraged me #it's so strange to see what i chose to comment on and what I just read #picture me walking across campus to printmaking class clutching the book and my notebook to my face #scribbling costis's name in all caps #heart pounding #etc #something i

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ACTUALLY WAIT! Not asahi!!! I’m sorry I know I asked for him a while ago 😅 I use love him :( but maybe if you have more inspiration for bokuto! :) sorry for the confusion! I love your posts!

this is. the longest thing i’ve ever written. i think it reads well tho so its ok. i just love bokuto. and i could write for him forever and ever. also! i tried rlly hard to keep this gender neutral and i think it turned out well! * lovey-dovey nsfw ahead *

word count: 4073 (holy fucking shit)

“Give me a fucking break,” Bokuto grumbled as he checked the time on his phone. It was nearing 9 pm, and you still weren’t home.

Just when he had that thought, though, he heard the rustling of the doorknob. He stood from the couch and walked to the door, waiting for you to stumble in.

“Stop it! I’ll see you tomorrow, I’m not hugging you goodbye again,” he heard you say with joyous laughter.

Bokuto’s suspicions were correct - you were with that guy again.

Apparently, you had been best friends with him since you were kids, or something. Bokuto didn’t care to know the details - he even pretended he didn’t know his name.

As soon as the door closed behind you, you saw your boyfriend standing in front of you with crossed arms.

“What are you doing?” he asked you.

You blinked - there are a lot of ways to answer that question. “Taking off my shoes… and now my jacket… what are you doing, babe?”

“Don’t.”

You felt your forehead wrinkle as your brows drew together at his tone.

“Do you even give a shit about me anymore? Or is that friend of yours finally getting what he wants and stealing you from me?”

Bokuto didn’t curse at you often - and even less often did he raise his voice in that way.

“What?”

One word, that’s all you were able to say - your throat felt too dry to speak. But that one word made Bokuto feel even worse.

“Did you forget, Y/N? That I had a game today? That you were supposed to be cheering me on with my new college team? Or were you so busy with him that you just didn’t fucking care?”

Your heart sank.

“Kou -”

“It’s alright,” he said, interrupting you - his words were as much of a lie as any. He wasn’t alright. His brown eyes became glossy, though his glare held strong. “Don’t even bother. I don’t want to hear it. You can go be with him, and I won’t stop you - it’s obvious who’s more important to you.”

With that he turned away from you, walking to your shared bedroom and closing the door - leaving you stood alone in the foyer.

With him? Why would he even say something like that - why would you want to be with anybody else?

You had to do something, you decided - the longer Bokuto sat alone, the more upset he’d be.

After searching your kitchen up and down for ingredients for a perfect dinner, you came up empty. Luckily, it is Bokuto, and he appreciates nothing more than ordering out.

You did make some tea, though, and left it sat on the counter to cool while you went to talk to him.

After standing outside the door for what felt like an eternity, you took a deep breath and walked inside. You found your boyfriend lying face down on the bed, very obviously sulking. His hair was a mess now that he had flattened it into the pillow, his shirt was rising up on his back, showing off his tanned skin. It’d be cute, if the situation was any lighter.

He didn’t even flinch when you placed a hand on his back.

“Kou…”

He didn’t reply - he didn’t move an inch. You weren’t even sure if he was awake.

“I’m so, so fucking sorry.” You moved your hand across his back, massaging his stiff muscles firmly.

“I love you, Kou. I’m sorry I haven’t been showing it. I’m sorry I’ve been making you think the opposite. But please believe me, babe. I love you.”

You heard him mumble a sad “okay…” into the pillow. After a moment, you lied down next to him, your hand still moving across his broad back.

“I love you,” you said again, this time much quieter. You knew what’d make Bokuto feel better: words of affirmation. “And I love watching you play - I’m so sorry I missed another game. I promise nothing will keep me from the next one.”

He still hadn’t moved much, but you hadn’t run out of things to say, either.

“I love how passionate you are, on and off the court. It really shows when you’re playing, though,” you continued with a quiet laugh. Your hand had now made its way up to the nape of his neck, your fingers combing through his surprisingly soft hair. “I love that you love me. I’m so happy that you do. Thanks for doing that, by the way.”

You heard him chuckle quietly, and you giggled with him. Finally, he pulled his face out of the pillow and turned to you. His face held a small smile, to your surprise.

“You believe me, right?”

Bokuto shook his head, his grin widening, your laugh like music to his ears.

“Yes you do!”

“No I don’t! You have to tell me everything you love about me, or I won’t believe you.”

“Kou…” your laughter died down, your hand caressed the side of Bokuto’s face, and his smile dropped as your voice took on a more serious tone. “Please forgive me, baby. I’ll tell you all the things I love about you every day for the rest of my life.”

Bokuto’s eyes closed, he released a shaky breath, his brows drew together. “I don’t…” he started, but he wasn’t sure he was able to finish the sentence.

This wasn’t like him, and he was embarrassed.

He couldn’t speak louder than a whisper - his fear and insecurity kept him quiet.

“I… don’t want you to leave me.”

Bokuto had never doubted the security of your years long relationship - not even once. Not until you reconnected with this old flame. You started coming home late, missing his games, cancelling dates - always to hang out with your old friend. And the guy was funny and attractive and sweet - above all else, he was touchy. Even while Bokuto was around, he couldn’t stop poking your sides or throwing an arm over your shoulders or hugging you - even kissing your cheek!

And you saw nothing wrong with it.

You must’ve been enjoying all the attention your friend gave you - and who could blame you?

Bokuto tried - he tried so hard to be the picture perfect boyfriend. But that just isn’t who he is - he doesn’t have the time to be. He has to be the perfect volleyball player.

And he would never, ever admit it - but time after time, you came second to volleyball.

He’d cancelled dates because of surprise practice matches, he had tournaments on your birthday, he’d come home late almost every night at the beginning of this first year of college - and you never complained, not once.

So who was he, to complain about you putting him second? When all he has ever done was hold your relationship at a lesser importance than something else?

“Fuck -” he was crying, and he couldn’t help it - he wiped his face as fast as he could, but the tears wouldn’t stop flowing.

He wasn’t a good boyfriend to you - not by any definition of the word. And here you were, getting the attention you needed and deserved from someone else - he had no right to be surprised that this happened.

“ - this is fucking -” he struggled to inhale through his nose, which was now stuffed and runny, “ - stupid.”

You’d never seen Bokuto so upset - and you had no idea your actions had such an effect on him. You never pegged him as the jealous type - and he wasn’t. But this was obviously much, much different than jealousy. This was insecurity, this was fear. And you didn’t want to know how long he’d been keeping it in.

Based on the tears he shed, it was a long time.

“Kou… what do you want me to do?”

You were lost - completely and utterly lost, and your map was gone with the wind.

Bokuto was emotional, but you could deal with his mood swings. You had never seen him so hurt. The sight hurt you to the core.

“Stay with me.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” you said, a loud sigh to follow. “Come here.”

You pulled him into your chest, and he happily took the invitation, wrapping his arms around your waist tightly. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders.

“I love you - I’ll do anything to show you.”

His sniffles were slowing down, and he was drying his face on your shirt.

“I love being with you. We’re meant to be, Koutarou, I’d never leave you for somebody else.”

“Are you sure?” His words were muffled, and he sounded so sadly sweet.

“Yes,” you said. Taking a chance, you pulled his face away from your chest to look him in the eyes. They were puffy and red, his cheeks were still a bit wet, but his tears had stopped flowing. “No one’s more perfect for me than you are.”

“Even though I’m a bad boyfriend?”

“You’re not a bad boyfriend - you’re not a perfect boyfriend, either, but I didn’t sign up for a perfect man, I signed up for you.” You brushed some of the loose strands of hair from his face. “And I knew what I was getting into when we started dating, Kou. I’m here for the long run. I love you.”

He nodded, and after that, you couldn’t help yourself - you had to kiss his pouty lips. Just a peck, then you pulled away.

“And I love kissing you,” you whispered before going in for more. “You’re such a good kisser, have I told you that?”

Another soft kiss, “Once or twice,” Bokuto said against your lips. You smiled; his flirtatiousness was back - a little bit, at least.

You tried kissing him deeper, running your tongue along his bottom lip before attempting to pry his lips open with your own - but he pulled away quickly, and when he did he looked scared.

“I’m sorry, I -” he said, interrupting himself with a sigh. His hands found your hips and pulled you closer to him. “I haven’t been saying it back. I love you, too.”

“You don’t have to say it back for me to know it.”

Maybe he didn’t have to say it - but he sure as hell liked to. The privilege of calling you his, holding you here, telling you he loves you was one he had taken for granted. And it was only now that he feared losing you did he realize that.

He was selfish. But so were you - and you took what you could from Bokuto. Despite his devotion to his sport, you never felt neglected. Always, you felt loved and needed and damn near worshiped - your boyfriend was never afraid to speak his mind or to show you affection.

You kissed his lips one time, before pushing him to lie on his back.

“Let me show you how much I love you, Kou.” You slid your hand into his and he nodded, looking at you with such a trusting gaze; Bokuto was completely vulnerable to you. He’d make himself your prey, if that’s what you wanted. He’d let you consume him.

You kissed his forehead, then his cheek, then his lips - that’s often the order he’d kiss your face in, as well. This time you didn’t hesitate to pry his lips open, you didn’t give him the chance to think about anything but your lips kissing his.

You had to hold back a smirk after the gasp he made when you bit his lip; while you weren’t trying to be rough, you still wanted to be playful.

“I love kissing you,” you repeated, as if saying it again would take away the fluttering in your heart that Bokuto’s soft lips on yours caused - it didn’t.

In fact, that fluttering only grew stronger when you slid a leg over his waist and straddled him while continuing your kiss. Bokuto’s arms wrapped around your body, his hands lied flat on your back, holding you close to him.

Your own hands slid underneath his shirt, sliding up and down his sides. “Can I take your shirt off?” you pulled away to ask, and when he nodded you sat up and helped him pull the fabric away.

As you looked at him, at his tanned skin and muscular frame, you couldn’t hold back your words. “God, your body is so perfect.”

You watched his chest rise and his lips curl into a shy smile. Bokuto hadn’t always been very body-confident around you - which took you for surprise at first - but you knew he had no reason to be insecure.

And just looking at him like this turned you on more than anything else so far.

“You can play volleyball forever if it means you’ll always look like this.”

Bokuto snorted and rolled his eyes.

“Take yours off too,” he said, referring to your shirt, and he helped you pull it off.

Now that you were topless, Bokuto had even more of a reason to be into this; he moved his hands to your hips, gripping them tightly. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, his heavy lidded eyes examined your body.

As a test, you lifted yourself and moved from where you sat on his stomach and straddled his hips instead. The moment your core connected with his, Bokuto gasped. You would have too, except you expected to feel his hardness through your pants.

“You’re hard, babe,” you cooed, and the man nodded. “Do you want to keep going?”

He nodded quickly, stuttering out, “yeah,” before pulling your hips down to grind into him again, savoring any friction he could get.

“Oh, you’re so needy,” you teased again. “It’s so hot when you’re like this.”

“Babe, stop teasing me.”

“I’m not teasing!” you said with a giggle. You leaned down to kiss him once. “But I really want to be closer to you.”

He nodded in agreement, and that’s all you needed to sit up and pull your pants off. Bokuto did the same, undoing his belt and allowing you to pull his pants down his legs before you situated yourself on top of him again.

You took his dick into your hand, giving him a teasing squeeze before sliding your thumb around the head of his cock.

“Y/N -”

“I love your dick, Koutarou,” you told him. You tried your best to keep your voice steady as your hand began pumping. “It’s so big and so perfect, it fills me up so well.”

His moans were getting louder as your hand moved faster. “Fuck, Y/N -”

“Nobody else could make me feel as good as you, Kou.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck.”

You took your hand away, and grabbed both of Bokuto’s hands, pulling him to sit up. He was a bit confused, but he scooted back so he could lean against the bed’s headboard.

His confused look went away when you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your lips to his ear. “I need your big cock inside me, Koutarou.”

“Please,” he said, voice sounding desperate. Your words, your voice, the way you said his name all drove him crazy - his hips had been bucking up involuntarily every so often, and he needed to cum so bad that he felt like he was going to burst.

He was able to reach for a condom from the nightstand, which you slid onto him.

“Do you…” he started, but the feeling of your hands on him caused him to lose his train of thought. “Do you want my… my fingers first?”

“It’ll be okay -”

“No, babe,” he said. “Let me get you started.”

You nodded, smiling at how considerate he was. You knew he was right - you could rarely have sex without getting you accustomed to at least three of Bokuto’s fingers first, the girth of his cock being too much to take with no prep.

His hand moved down to your center, and he slid two fingers into you immediately. You took them easily, and his long fingers were curved in just the right way, hitting just the right place, to make you a moaning mess.

“Kou -”

“What?” he asked teasingly, moving his fingers at an even faster pace.

Your hands gripped his biceps, your forehead rested on his bare shoulder, and your hips moved into Bokuto’s hand.

“Do you want another finger?” he asked, already knowing the answer. His third finger was already entering you by the time you nodded.

“Koutarou,” you moaned loudly - his fingers felt so good.

“What, baby?” he teased again. “Use your words.”

You weren’t even sure how to do that - the only thing you knew were his fingers inside you and, now, his lips attached to your neck. “I… Kou, I -”

“Are you gonna cum for me?”

“Yeah -”

“Yeah? You’re going to cum around my fingers?” He felt your walls tighten around his digits, and he pumped them into you even faster.

He knew you were right on the edge, it’d take no time for you to be cumming - and he loved it. He loved knowing that the only thing on your mind is him, the only thing you could think about is him. He could tell, because the only thing leaving your lips was his name, the only thing pleasuring you was his fingers, the only thing making you feel so good was him.

“That’s it, baby, cum for me.”

And you did, and Bokuto couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Watching you cum made him feel the same euphoria you were feeling - it made his dick throb, it made him moan, it made him needy for more of you. The face you made, the way your body moved, how tight you were around his fingers - it was all heavenly. And he wanted to experience it again and again.

“Fuck, you are so hot,” he said. His free hand grabbed his cock and pumped up and down at a fast pace as he watched, listened, felt you cumming for him. For him.

When he knew you were finished, he pulled his fingers out of you, but he didn’t stop jerking off.

You could watch him fucking his hand all day, but you’d much rather him fuck you.

“Please, put it in - I need it, I need your big dick, please.”

He didn’t need to be told twice - he helped position you over is cock, and then he buried himself inside you with a groan.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned, “fuck, you’re tight.”

You didn’t move - you were busy trying to collect your thoughts in a coherent way, trying not to get lost in the feeling of being so connected to him.

“Kou?” you said.

Bokuto pulled his head from your neck to look at your face. “Yeah?”

You moved your hips slowly, the need for friction and movement becoming too strong.

“I love you,” you said through broken moans, and before he could reply you kissed him - you moved your lips against his slowly, but you didn’t bother lapping your tongue into his mouth like you had before.

He was going to reply, he was going to say it back, but he could hardly even think words - let alone say them. His heart was filled with so much love, so much admiration, and there was no way in hell he could ever think of a way to explain it.

All of his thoughts led back to you - your lips, your moans, your warmth. All of you. He figured that this is the closest he had ever been to making love; he never believed sex could actually feel this way. How could something so raunchy, so primal, make him feel so loved and needed? Maybe he was going crazy - his mind was spinning - but he didn’t even feel close enough to you, even though you were as close as you possibly could be.

He hadn’t even realized you stopped kissing him, or that he’d been moaning your name over and over, or that his arms were wrapped around you and pressing your body against his so tightly you could hardly even move your hips.

“I love you,” he said, before he even realized he was saying it. And he said it again and again; your forehead was resting on his, and he wanted to open his eyes and look at you, but he couldn’t figure out how to open them.

You were moaning his name and telling him you were about to cum, but Bokuto was already there; his hips thrust up into you so he could be inside of you as deep as he possibly could be before he came, filling the condom while imagining he was filling you instead.

His body felt like it was on fire, everywhere you touched him sparked another flame that burned through every tense muscle. But when you lifted your body off of his, when you pulled his cock out of you, when your forehead was no longer resting on his, it was as if you had just dumped a bucket of ice water over his head. And he could actually open his eyes again, he could think without being interrupted by his own loud moaning.

You had moved away from him, standing on your knees and hovering over him with your eyes closed, your hands holding yourself up on his shoulders being the only place you were touching him.

He looked up at you. “Come here,” he said, breathless and desperate. You simply nodded, Bokuto took the condom off and tossed it into the trash without moving from where he sat underneath you, and then you relaxed on his lap once again.

And he held you gently - as if he was holding a broken doll or an injured child. His calloused hands tried so hard to touch you softly, one of them resting on your back, the other running up and down your arm. While you rested your head on his shoulder, kissing his skin repeatedly, he slid so he was lying down, with you on top of him.

No words were shared. It wasn’t necessary. Nothing needed to be said that hadn’t been, neither of you felt the need to speak. Bokuto was still catching his breath. You were trying to ignore the ache in your thighs. You had shifted your position, preferring to rest your head on his chest; his heart was beating quickly, and you were dedicating all of your attention to listening to it.

And then your phone rang. You felt Bokuto tense up underneath you, you heard his sigh at the familiar ringtone.

Way to ruin the moment.

You had to pull your phone out of the pocket of your pants, which were laying on the ground. Bokuto caught a glance at the caller ID when you were back on the bed.

Of course, it’s him.

“Hello?”

Bokuto could hear the guy’s voice just slightly; he couldn’t pick up on every word, but he could make sense of the conversation.

“…got home, and I was thinking… and tomorrow would be a great day to go! So I’ll pick you up at noon -”

Bokuto scoffed and rolled his eyes - how rude of him, he didn’t even ask you, he just assumed you’d go. And you probably would.

But your next words caught him off guard.

“No, I’ll pass on it. I can’t keep hanging out with you every day, okay? We see each other too much - I have a boyfriend and other friends and, look, I’ll see you in a few weeks, okay? I’ve got to go.”

You hung up without giving your friend the chance to put up a fight or say goodbye, and you turned off your phone so there would be no more interruptions.

“You’re off tomorrow, right?” you asked Bokuto as you lied down next to him. He was happy that you remembered. “I wanna spend the whole day in bed with you.”

He chuckled and nodded, knowing he’d have to come up with something to get you out of the house.

“Lets go order a pizza. And then eat it in the bath.”

As he pulled your body closer to his, he nodded again. “Later. At least let me bask in your beauty a little while longer.”

You laughed at him.

“Ten minutes, that’s all I’m giving you.”

“Hey, what a coincidence,” he mumbled, “that’s all the time I need for round two.”

“And then we can order a pizza?”

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#haikyuu!!#bokuto koutarou #bokuto koutarou x reader #bokuto x reader #not family friendly #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #scenario

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H50 10x01 thoughts

Okay here are my random not entirely coherent thoughts as I watched the episode:

SPOILERS!!!

BEWARE!!!

SPOILERS!!!!!!

LAST CHANCE!!!!

okay here we go. this is a lot i’m so sorry. I put it under a read more because of both spoilers and length.

Jesus Christ on a cracker help me. Steve is on a date, probably his first one in a very long time, that Danny set up for him and Danny has been texting him the whole time. And then! When Steve didn’t answer him he called him. TWICE! And Steve answered! During his date! And their conversation was super fucking cute! HELP ME!

Danny is listed as “Danno” in Steve's phone!!!!

So Steve's solution to fix his date, which is not going so well, is to talk about Danny. That’s his plan. Talk about his husband. To his date. Steven. Sir.

Episode one and we have an I love you (kinda)!!! AND IT’S STEVE SAYING THAT HE LOVES DANNY TO HIS DATE! FUCKING HELL! Steve: "Danny, whom I love, very much, but sometimes he’s a little intense.” Date: ”Sounds like my ex.” Steve: “You know it’s funny you say that because it’s kinda like a marriage, me and him. It’s kinda like a very dysfunctional marriage."

“Well you know what they say about marriage. It’s a friendship recognized by the police". WHAT. OMG. SHE SERIOUSLY SAID POLICE. NOT THE LAW. OR JUDGE. POLICE. TO A POLICEMAN. WHO IS TOTALLY MARRIED TO ANOTHER POLICEMAN. FUCK ME. THE MCDANNO IS STRONG.

There’s some good old fashion banter going on throughout this episode. I like it. This one is about how Steve’s 40 years old and should not be “jumping off buildings” because it “is a young man's game”

Love this introduction of Quinn. She seems super cool.

Love Danny being peacekeeper during this meeting. Saying how it’s deja vu for him which it totally is. And the whole I’m gonna count to three and you’ll both put your weapons down. AND THEN STEVE DOESN’T!

Quinn: "After all that you're just gonna leave?" Danny: "Yeah, I gotta follow him" Quinn: "Where are you going?" Danny: "I don't know" Lol Danno! He says it all so calmly too. Cause this has happened so many damn times it’s just his life now.

Danny touches Steve's shoulder when that shot rang out. It’s not important. Just a tiny detail I enjoy.

Okay so I love their hair. Love Steve’s longer hair. Glad ot have that back. The fact that it’s been died is a little weird cause he hasn’t shaved and you can see the grey in his stubble but he works it. Oh and Danno’s short sides are actually looking really good. I like it.

Danno is so damn chill in this episode and I like that very much. Very much.

Danny: "Oh good we're chasing a monster truck. That's normal"

Great fight sequence and I love that Quinn saved Steve's ass. She’s gonna do great in Five-0

Yup Quinn is great. I love her. She can definitely stay.

Rob Morrow as the bad guy. I love it. I've always wanted him to guest star on H50. Wish he had had more screen time but it was still cool. Knew as soon as we saw that he'd be the bad guy tho lol

Aww look at Steve adopting another broken awkward outcast. To quote Danny, he does like “fixing broken toys”.

Great McDanno banter! All episode! Its calm, lovable, not angry or an all out fighting match. This is how the banter should be. This is what it was like in the early seasons.

Steve to Danny: "We're breaking up with you." SIR!! WE ALL KNOW YOU AND DANNY ARE MARRIED BUT JEEZUS YOU ARE KILLING ME!!!!

Tani: "Mom and dad are fighting again"

Awww Jerry. I knew it was gonna be you leaving but I’m still super sad. You’ll be missed. I thought he was gonna go to the FBI or something but I hope his future book does well.

Oh and Danno has come far from when the two first met. He was the first to hug Jerry goodbye and I loved that.

This group hug is EVERYTHING!!! EVERYTHING!!! I love how Danny, and Tani a bit, kinda got squished in the middle there lol.

Quinn's face when Jerry told her to jooin in on the hug was precious. So nervous and awkward and also I saw her thinking “oh god they're huggers.”

Oh fuck the champ box is back

Oh fuck someone is putting a bomb in it

Ten bucks says this is Doris related

The promo for episode 2 looks good! Time for Tani and Junior to be buried under a collapsed building. Good shipping stuff in that trope (see 4x19) so Tani x Junior shippers should get some good stuff next week.

And that ends my thoughts as I watched the episode so here are my post episode thoughts.

Things I liked:

The Danny/Steve banter. It felt so much more genuine. It wasn’t in anger. It was fun and much more like their old “in jest/i love you” banter. Keep that up please.

The McDanno bromance! I’ve missed them.

Another casual “I love you/him” and “marriage” mention(s). Please keep them coming. At this point I’m so starved for them I don’t even care that it happened during a date with a random chick.

The action. I liked the action. The beginning foot chase, the end fight. It was cool.

Their new hairstyles!!!

Tani and Junior going to the opera together.

Quinn Liu. Okay I liked her. I liked her tenacity, determination and strength and that she also had emotions like feeling guilty about not being able to help those veterans and had to kill him. I liked that she was willing to do whatever it took to solve the case and to help them even if it meant she got demoted. I liked that she was even a bit shy and awkward at the end during the group hug. I see layers there and I look forward to seeing them throughout the season.

The goodbye party for Jerry. It was sweet and wonderful and so full of ohana feels. I loved it. I’ll miss you Jerry.

Things I didn’t really like but did not mare my happiness with the episode:

Steve once again taking Danny’s car without Danny. That will always bother me I guess. Whatever.

The apparent dating Steve (and probably Danny) is going to be doing this season. I’m trying to be okay with it cause I want Steve to be happy and he deserves to be happy but it just feels like another way to shove the fact that Steve and Danny are never gonna be together in canon in the faces of the audience. And I don’t like that.

Surprise, surprise, someone is trying to kill Steve. Again. That fucking champ box. And since Doris will be in episode 7 I have a feeling it involves her and I just UGH

The fuck was up with that monster truck? Why? That was weird. And so random. But okay whatever.

The random ass mention that Lou’s kids are all out of the house. WHAT!? Does this mean Grace and Will are now in college? Did the show really not mention that at all? Did they really not even throw Grace a graduation party or even fucking mention that she’s off to college? Is she at college? Will we ever see Grace again?? WHO FUCKING KNOWS!

#hawaii five 0 #h50 #h50 spoilers #spoilers #season 10 #h50 season 10 #ep: 10x01 #mod post #mod's thoughts #my thoughts

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Hey there! :) This is for the OC Ask Game, for Harrison: could you answer questions 1-6, 14 &15? Hope you're doing well!

Oh let’s just expose Harrison *cracks knuckles*

1: List five basic facts about your OC.

He’s turning 22 (just shy of his birthday in Moth Work)

He’s gay as fuuuuuh

He’s from Brooklyn, NY

He’s an only child

If you come for his jacket, he’ll come for your life (a very basic fact)

2: Post a line of dialogue from your OC.

This is dialogue from book 3 that I still can’t get over (for context, Reeve is criticizing Harrison’s choice of Walmart as a gourmet pie shop back when Walmart used to be a big thing in my books lmaooo):

Reeve: “So your gourmet pie shop is Walmart?”

Harrison: “Why yes, actually… Do you have a problem with saving money and living better?”

lmfaoooo

Also an iconic interaction from Moth Work:

Lonan: “You’re patronizing me.”

Harrison: “You’re patronizing yourself.”

3: Post a snippet from your writing that describes your OC.

So this is the first ever description of Harrison from book 1 (I had just turned thirteen when I wrote this):

There’s a faint click somewhere to my right and a soft glow soon illuminatesthe room, shattering the darkness into pieces. I shake off the fact that Ican’t see where the light is coming from, instead pointing the still loaded gunat the first thing I see, a boy who looks a bit older than me with what I makeout to be honey blond hair and the most pissed off expression on his face.

(fun fact I really wrestled with describing the colour of Harrison’s hair at the time and probably changed “honey blonde” from “honey brown” like 5000 times, 13-year-old me had BEEF with his hair colour)

4: Post a snippet from your writing in which another OC describes your OC.

This is a very old description I scavenged to find from book 6 where Reeve vaguely describes Harrison in the first paragraph which is one way to go about it:

Beside me is wood smoke and copper, leather and strong coffee, all strung around human flesh. He moves with precision, like a player focused on a riveting chess match…

And here’s the most recent paragraph (and the last paragraph in Lonan’s POV) of Lonan describing Harrison when they meet up for the first time after brief hiatus (I haven’t shared this yet, so for context, Suzanna is Harrison’s mother):

In the kitchen, Suzanna laughs at Eliza’s joke, something vaguely about Geminis, or maybe she says alibis. He doesn’t quite hear it. He doesn’t mean to drop the rose, but it falls with a muffled thump between them, a floral border. Lonan blinks many times. He breathes many times. He counts many times. But after all the tests—the blinking, the breathing, the counting, the person at the door doesn’t change. Sunshine hair. Concerned mouth. Semi-crooked nose. Butterfly lashes. Eyes the colour of a kingfisher.

5: Describe your OC’s physical appearance.

Harrison’s the cutest guy in town, so cute he managed to convince @sarahkelsiwrites to get me to write book one! Without Harrison’s cuteness, this 8 book series/monstrosity would not exist! As I’ve said, Harrison’s a cutie and should definitely be treated as such (the downfall of Moth Work loool). He’s shorter than Lonan by just a bit tho I really can’t think of how tall my characters are because I am apparently short and can’t imagine anyone a foot taller than me, so all you need to know is he’s tall but still shorter than Lonan lol. He looks a lot like his Portuguese mother and takes on both her “semi-crooked nose, the same mouth, straight and concerned, the same markabove the eyebrow he always thought came from some sort of accident. Eventhough her eyes are brown and his are clearish and teal, it’s like he has hereyes too—soft and rimmed with lashes like butterfly wings” according to Lonan lool. He wears Lonan’s fake mom’s earring which is a pretty dangly blue gem. Though Harrison could look like anything and all he’d need to be Harrison is his leather jacket. In the book cover I designed, Lonan’s wearing it (ROOD) as he unknowingly takes it in chapter 6, but besides that one time, his jacket never comes off! He also wears his mother’s guardian angel necklace which is a newer edition, though a well-liked one as I always pictured him wearing a chain of some sorts! It’s important to note that when I was thirteen, the only way I’d describe Harrison’s eyes were as “burning turquoise” loool.

Here’s how I drew him for the book cover (though I couldn’t really get his eyes right are they burning turquoise-y enough??):

6: Describe your OC’s love life.

Messy! Harrison’s gone through a lot as a hopeless romantic, and has been lead to much heartbreak because of it. If he loves someone, he really loves someone, and this is very much seen in his feelings toward Lonan. Since we’re spilling the tea on Harrison, here’s his relationship with Lonan throughout the books + as Nothing But Thieves songs (because we’re going THERE):

Book 2

When the boys actually meet! Lonan didn’t exist in book 1 and I think Harrison’s sanity benefitted from this but anyway

They’re coworkers (back when this book was a dystopia lmao, Harrison took an open job as a tech analyst in Lonan’s government squad which was his pride and joy and I have since of course axed it)

They don’t like each other but can’t get enough of being enemies if u know what I mean

NBT song: Last Orders

Book 3

This “love being your enemy” thing continues even when Lonan makes his redemption arc and he’s no longer an enemy lmaoo

We get to see their actual friendship develop toward the ¾ mark of the book

“Clearly these people care about each other” kind of vibe!

NBT song: Wake Up Call

Book 4

We see a new level of closeness develop between the boys, and though we’re in Reeve’s head, she def senses some tension mwahaha

NBT song: Afterlife

Book 5

Harrison really steps in as not only a friend for Lonan in this book, but a body of support while his mental health goes through it

NBT song: Reset Me

Book 6

They’re both mad at each other for almost this entire book but this gives us more of that tension we WANT

Reeve really notices this tea develop and she be sippin it the whole book

Toward the midpoint there’s definitely explicit suggestion of their relationship (Reeve can’t fully see this as she’s mostly concerned about herself but there’s definitely an ongoing relationship in this book that’s pretty turbulent):

NBT song: You Know Me Too Well

Moth Work

This relationship sees a lot of bad times

It ain’t a healthy relationship by any means and things start falling apart! Both boys have things they have to work out, that are currently causing lots of conflict!

The TEA I have not shared yet is that I *plan* for them to split up by the end of this book (though they never were really together in this book so it’s not really a breakup lol). Harrison moves to Brooklyn with his mom and Lonan stays in Vegas with Eliza (do with that what you will!!)

NBT song: Hostage (for Harrison) and Take This Lonely Heart (for Lonan)

14: What is one of your OC’s secrets?

That he likes waffles better than he like Lonan? Scandle! Harrison had an affinity for waffles in book one. Here are receipts:

A scene from book 3 (2015) that features a lot of iconic content (Harrison’s waffle kink, Foster being prime-time soft boi, grumpy Lonan, narrated by Reeve who manages to not inject her opinion once, my classic 2015 “witty” YA dialogue):

“Ah, well… your sister [the youngest, not Reeve lol] was talking about people, and how being mean is the only way that they listen… She may or may not have had a run-in with Harrison earlier, which is why the topic was brought up…” From next to him, Ris grunts over his steaming waffles, a full mouth when he turns his face toward Lonan who’s got the same laptop in front of his face, furiously tapping at the keyboard as he concentrates.

Harrison actually reaches over and slams the lid shut.

“Hey asshole,” he says around his mouthful of waffle. “Put the fucking technology away, and be a little social.” Lonan’s dead silent on the receiving end, and when I look closer at him, I realize it’s because his fists are tightly clenched and a vein in his forehead’s bulging.

“That was three full days of work that you might’ve completely ruined!” Lonan hisses, eyes wide and angry as he stares at Harrison who’s scowling around his breakfast.

“Anyway…” Foster continues awkwardly. “Basically, helping people is sometimes–” He’s cut off as a giant waffle is smothered up to his face, Harrison holding it out tauntingly. “What the hell are you doing?”

“You know you want the waffle… Waffles…”

Also to the waitress while he and Reeve bond at a diner:

“Thank you.” Harrison says with a wide smile, staring at the waffles like they’re the love of his life. “Oh my fucking god.” He mumbles, and I assume that I’m not meant to here that.

15: Your OC is given the chance to go back in time. Where do they go and what do they do?

I think there are a lot of things he’d like to change in his past, namely his relationship with his mother who he’s estranged from until the end of Moth Work. I think he would’ve liked to see her more in his teens (despite being a hard ass when she does show up in Moth Work). He’d go back to Brooklyn and like chill in a pizzeria with his mom lol. On a lighter note, I think he’d also like, join ABBA or something.

Thanks for asking!

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toomanygirlfriends-archive · 5 years

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One Step Closer

A/N: So I’m depressed, it’s late at night, and I can hear my roommate making out with her boyfriend over the full blast of the tv and want to launch myself off a building. HaVE SOME HURT/COMFORT! tho no one will read it y eet.

Max didn't cry when anyone was looking.

She pretended that Hela's end hadn't shaken her in a way deeper than Surtur's sword had struck the place they had called home.

She didn't mourn the loss of Hela for the first few weeks, there was too much to do. Thor asked her to oversee a group of Asgardian's and help them find places to board, along with his other advisors. This provided lots of distraction. She ran herself ragged, working until she was far too tired to even keep her eyes open and was awake and working before she had time to even think about how lonely she was in the cold mornings on the ship.

But then she didn't have that distraction.

She tried to ignore the ache in her heart, she talked to the people. Played with the children, read with Loki, tried to pretend looking at him didn't remind her of the high cheekboned, dark haired goddess who used to look at her with such soft smiles, and gentle touches. She tried to pretend watching Thor deliver speeches and rule over his new kingdom, she didn't see her Hela with her prowess, and natural command. She tied to lie and say it didn't hurt. They had physically fought the very last time she saw her fallen lover. They had all but severed ties when Max left to help the Rebellion and Heimdall. She shouldn't feel like a limb had been torn from her and left by the wayside. Or that She had lost a fundamental part of herself she had only just recovered. She shouldn't mourn for the Villain of the story. No one cried when the Monster was slain.

So why did she spend night after night sobbing into her pillow until it felt like she could drown in it?

The answer was clear but unpopular, Hela wasn't a villain. She was angry, yes, and vengeful certainly, but she was a scared girl who had been banished for doing exactly as she was told. She was the woman Max loved underneath the anger and the hurt and scars that littered not only Hela's body but her soul as well.

She was a Victim.

A Victim in whatever twisted game Odin had been playing.

Max was the only one who had seen her cry.

Max was the only one who had held her through the nightmares. Max was the only person who Hela let see behind her strength and anger. Max had thought once, that she knew Hela even better than she knew herself.

She had said such terrible things. Her anger had dug into the collection of Hela's weak points Max didn't even know she had been filing, and used her words as skillfully as Hela used her swords. Cutting where she knew the Armor was weak.

A coward.

But in the end, on the Bifrost. Max knew Hela's heart wasn't into the fight any longer. Her pulled blows, and her clear attempts to keep Max out of the fight and harms way had revealed that.

Her throat felt like it was lined with sandpaper, she had dehydrated herself. With a sniff she sat up in her bed, rubbing her temples. The humming of the ships engines and the starscape out side had at one time been astonishing to her, but now it had seemed cold and lonely. She wanted Hela to be there, to point out different cosmos the Asier Princess had learned long ago. She wanted to look at Hela's face in the light of the nearby sun, the way her eyes would crinkle when it was genuine. She wanted to fall asleep wrapped in the arms of the woman she would love for the rest of her life, how ever long that would be. She still wasn't sure. She wanted to wake up with Hela's hand on her thigh and under her neck, surrounded by her aura of calm and protection.

But she would never feel those things again.

Holding back more tears she slid onto the metal floor, wincing at the cold and shivering slightly. She looked around the barren room out of habit, finding nothing as always. No Fenris the Wolf resting on his bed, no fire in the hearth. No Hearth at all. The rooms on the Ship were almost all devoid of personality or frivolity. A bed, and small vanity and mirror, a chair tucked beneath and a small bathroom and closet separated off the room with sliding metal doors.

She missed her own bed, and the warmth and books. She missed her home.

Max finally stood and began making her way towards the door that led out of her assigned room, snagging the lace shawl that was resting on the chair and wrapping it around her shoulders as she went. Sometimes she could even pretend it still smelled like her lost love.

Padding out of the door and towards the kitchens, Max made her silent trek through the Redemption. Her ears open for any sound that might indicate someone approaching her, she heard nothing all the way to her destination.

She wasn't familiar with how everything on the spaceship worked and was searching for a cup when she heard footsteps. She thought she felt a sort of familiarity in the stepping pattern, but shook it away when she turned to see an Asgardian woman. Her blonde hair was pulled up into an old popular style, and her garments closer in style to the old kind worn when Max first came to Asgard, than what most of the refugees wore, "Oh hello, I didn't know anyone else was up," the woman spoke. Her voice was vaguely similar to someone's that made her heart skip a beat, 'no. of course it could never be.'

Max shook that off as well, "Neither did I, I just needed some hydration...."

"You've been crying." The woman remarked, walking into the room and approaching Max, "A Lot by the looks of how swollen and red you are, darling." The woman came to stand very close to Max indeed, her expression one of genuine concern.

"Uh," Max sniffed and tried to hide from the woman's scrutiny with her hand, "Yeah, sorry, I," she took a deep breath to stop the new wave of tears from spilling over, "I lost someone...still getting used to not having them around...you would think it would be easier a second time around, huh?" She crossed her arms around herself, feeling to venerable under the steely blue-green gaze of the woman.

"Oh? A parent or sibling?" The Woman inquired, "Perhaps a lover, girl as pretty as you." She lifted a hand and placed it almost naturally on Max's cheek, brushing a tear away, "What was their name?"

Max shook her head, if she said Hela what would this kind, comforting woman think, "It's not important."

"It's important enough to give you those circles under your eyes. Those are not the eyes of something unimportant."

Max's eyes were transfixed by the Woman now across from her. She didn't like being touched, but she wanted to lean into this woman, like a blanket from her past. This woman had such a natural energy. Her heart felt like she knew this woman, though Max could guarantee she had never even seen this woman before, at least not as much as she remembered.

"I'm sure whoever they were, Dear, they loved you very, very much."

Max looked at her feet, shame creeping back into her stomach, "No, I don't think so.....she went away for a long time, and when she came back things were different, and....it didn't end badly. I don't even know if she knew I loved her in the end."

The woman lifted Max's gaze, "And do you?" she asked frankly.

Max was taken aback for a moment, the touch, the expression, even the way her cheek curved looked like she was gazing at a slightly altered image of her Paramour. All she could do was nod and swallow the lump in her throat to croak, "With all of my heart."

The woman smiled, her eyes crinkling slightly and in another second her hair was no longer blonde. It had lengthened and darkened, cascading down her back in a long black curtain, her brows darkening as well. The woman wasn't just any woman now. Max was looking directly into the face of, "....Hela?" The tears brimmed her eyes now as the warm wash of Sedir the pair shared swelled inside her. Another hand joined it's match, cupping Max's face as tears of Hela's own threatened to spill.

"Oh my darling, I'm so sorry," Hela's voice was unmistakable now, whatever glamour she had been using dropping. Max's entire being leapt into auto pilot as she threw herself into Hela, clinging to the apparently resurrected goddess as tightly as she could. Hela in turn wrapped Max tightly in her warm embrace.

"You came back to me," Max began sobbing in earnest, "I thought," She hiccupped, "I thought you were dead."

"I know, oh my sweet love, I am so sorry. I lost sight of who I was in my revenge. I lost sight of what was truly worth fighting for," She pulled away slightly, looking down at Max with such love and adoration, it made the smaller woman's heart ache, "I lost sight of you."

Max shook her head as if to contradict her but Hela continued, "I will never do so again. You are all that I need, and all I want in all of the realms. I see you, and I swear to Valhalla itself, I will never lose sight again, my love."

Max placed her hands on Hela's own cheek, mirroring her wife. She took in every bit of the woman's face, every line she had memorized. Every slope and curve and color, all of The Goddess' perfections Max knew so well. More importantly, she saw Her Hela in the deep, loving eyes, "You came home." Max smiled, before pulling Hela down into a deep and long lasting kiss.

They stayed there, relishing in the contact denied them until now, until Max was breathless and her eyes were blown wide, lips kiss swollen. Hela pushed a strand of blue hair from Max's face and sighed, "Your roots are coming in."

Max couldn't stop the laugh that came from her throat, "You just came back from the dead, and you're concerned about how my roots have come back in?" She rolled her eyes, "Poor timing is a family trait I suppose."

Hela laughed, a real laugh. It wasn't cruel, or condescending, it was how she had laughed all those years ago in their grotto. When they were younger, learning to coexist and to love each other. If Max's heart could swell more it would have. They would have to talk about what happened on Asgard, yes, but for now, all she wanted was to curl up in Hela's arms and actually sleep for the first time in months.

Hela, sensing Max's thoughts, swept the smaller up in her slender arms, strong for how they appeared, "We will talk, I promise you. But you haven't been sleeping, and you're more similar to my Draugr than a living thing, sweetheart."

Max's arms draped across Hela's shoulders as she cuddled her head into Hela's neck, taking in the natural smell of her. She was really here. Hela wasn't a dream. This was too real, and if Max was wrong, she never wanted to wake up.

The walk to her room wasn't nearly long enough, neither was the distance from her door to her bed, and before she knew it she was being laid on the cot. Without Hela's body heat and presence, Max let out a soft whine, sleep already taking her. Hela smiled softly, she had missed her wife so deeply. She couldn't resist.

Climbing into bed with the small woman who clung to her the moment she had found a comfortable spot, Hela wrapped her arms around her. Pulling her close, tucking the smaller head beneath her chin. Max for her part burrowed close, a small whimper falling from between her lips.

Hela let her hand trail though Max's long, slightly unkempt locks, and felt the small girl relax. After a few moments, Max's soft snores were drifting around the room, and even Hela's eyes felt heavy. She would talk to Max about leaving in the morning. She would apologize and beg for forgiveness for her actions on Asgard. She would make it right. Work every day she had stolen by surviving Ragnarok to prove that she was worth of the angel held in her arms. Both of them had faced death and moved beyond their expiration date. They were an anomaly, two miracles wrapped together by forces ages old and determined to let them stay together. Souls bound in a single knot. Destiny.

Hela let her eyes close and gently drifted off at peace and reunited at last. They didn't know they still had far to go.

#max and hela #ship: The Angel of Death #my writing #long but whatever #who cares when no one looks right?#hurt/comfort

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