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superdarklightworld · 3 years

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MIRACULOUS LADYBUG THEORIES

They realize that the problem is not that they know their identities as such, but that Gabriel is the wall that does not work, maybe at the end of the season we can see what they end up together since Gabriel is supposed to be defeated and therefore knowing his identity, but if we pay attention to the chapter of Timetagger where he said that Hawk Moth of the future was not him, we can deduce that the miraculous was stolen, lost, or even that before having it in their hands (ladybug or chat noir ) someone else has taken it, here are 3. . .

1-That at the end of the season they recover the peacock and butterfly miraculous

2-They lose them at the time of recovering them (due to an explosion or something that requires saving someone's life before grabbing the miraculou)

3-Someone else grab the miraculous before they can have them

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4-They plant a trap

But you also have to remember that Timetagger was referring only to Hawk Moth since he still didn't have the peacock miraculou and I think, but I'm not sure that the boy mentioned "Hawk Moth of the future" anyway, he means that only He has a miraculou and as you can see, there is no monster sentiment unless the monster sentiment had been his weapon, I would doubt that there is one, so it is probably just that the villain has the butterfly or that in that future there are two villains where one uses the butterfly and another the peacock or perhaps he is in search of the peacock (in addition to wanting the other two miraculous), it is also possible that they have only used one or as I said two villains but perhaps fought. . . Then . . . they did beat Shadow Moth. . . Something had to happen for them to lose their miraculou again (like the options I already said above). . . That also reminds me of Su-Han. . . How would he stay knowing that they lost the miraculou again ?, It will end in a fight possibly. . . But what if Su-Han is the culprit? What if Gabriel hides the miraculous? What if Gabriel gives it to someone else and secretly works for them? What would happen to Gabriel after being discovered? , Could Chat Noir be bad for discovering his father? What will happen to Adrien's mother after they defeat Shadow Moth? Will the miraculous of the ladybug and the cat merge to fulfill the dream? And If Adrien is a sentimonster? What if Gabriel gives the butterfly miraculou to his wife? What will happen to the ring? Could Adrien's mother be on the evil side along with Lila and Felix? What will happen to the other two villain boys? Will they take advantage and take the miraculous? Will it be known that she is Adrien's mother and will they want to use her weakness to their advantage? Yes Adrien is a sentimonstruo. . . How will he take it? Will he now put the ring on? Will he keep it? since it is very dangerous to have it in battle unless it is inside your glove as with Shadow Moth, what if they make the wish but it does not work? What if they revive the mother but apply the law that she was already deceased and then The living no longer belong to the world? What if they revive her and she is happy, she is tender, loving but not belonging to this world. . . She turns evil ?, What if the mother revives but she turns out to be the new villain ?. . . Hey, it may be possible.

They are just some theories of mine, possibly solve all the doubts of these questions or if you prefer me to say something specific because I can do it, of course, do not believe that all this will come true (although I have hit it recently) but take it as a " What would happen if. . . ?

And all this assuming that the fifth season is about them but adults, although I think something different would apply if in the fourth season they remove the Miraculous from Shadow Moth since there still has to be a villain for the series to continue. . . But if in the fifth season there is another Hawk Moth, that means that the villain will be (possibly) more powerful since it would last from the age they are now (young) to their adult versions unless they have again removed the miraculous from the new one. Hawk Moth or Shadow Moth (from the future) and they made a mistake or an oversight again and someone else snatched it from them, although I think that for that they would have already taken the box. . . Let's see what else I can think of, I'm sleepy and this is something in my mind that, according to what I create connections, and then these theories came out.

I hope you liked it or at least laughed at my nonsense, see you soon! . . Although I have my doubts about Nino and Alia, as well as who will have the snake's miraculou if Luka goes on tour with his father? . . Cosmic-viperion (? (Made-up name) And can come when they need it.

This gives me the idea of drawing it, Hahahaha, now yes CHAO!

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Se dan cuenta que el problema no es que sepan como tal sus identidades, si no que Gabriel es el muro que hace no funcione, tal vez al final de temporada podremos ver qué terminan juntos ya que se supone que el Gabriel va a ser derrotado y por ende saber su identidad, pero si ponemos atención al capítulo de Timetagger dónde dijo que Hawk Moth del futuro no era él, podemos deducir que el miraculous lo robaron, lo perdieron, o incluso que antes de tenerlo en sus manos (ladybug o chat noir) alguien más lo haya tomado, aquí hay de tres. . .

1-Que al final de temporada recuperen los miraculous del pavo real y la mariposa

2-Los pierden en el momento de recuperarlos (por alguna explosión o algo que requiera salvar la vida de alguien antes de agarrar el miraculou)

3-Que alguien más agarre los miraculous antes de que ellos los puedan tener

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4-Les planten una trampa

Pero también hay que recordar que Timetagger se refería solamente a Hawk Moth ya que aún no tenía el miraculou del pavo real y creo, más no estoy segura de que el chico menciono "Hawk Moth del futuro" de todas formas, se refiere a que solamente tiene un miraculou y como se ve, no hay sentimonstruo a menos que el sentimonstruo hubiera sido su arma, dudaría que hay uno, así que probablemente solo sea que el villano tiene el de la mariposa o que en ese futuro haya dos villanos donde uno use la mariposa y otro el pavo real o quizás está en busca del pavo real (además de querer los otros dos miraculous), también cabe la posibilidad de que solo hayan usado uno o como dije dos villanos pero quizás peleados. . . Entonces . . . sí vencieron a Shadow Moth. . . Algo tuvo que ocurrir para que volvieran a perder el miraculou (como las opciones que ya dije arriba). . . Eso también me recuerda a Su-Han. . . ¿Cómo se quedaría al saber que volvieron a perder el miraculou?, Terminará en una pelea posiblemente. . . ¿Pero que tal si Su-Han es el culpable?, ¿Y si Gabriel esconde los miraculous?, ¿Y si Gabriel se lo da a alguien más y trabaja para ellos a escondidas?, ¿Qué pasaría con Gabriel después de ser descubierto?, ¿Chat Noir se podría hacer malo por descubrir a su padre?, ¿Qué pasará con la madre de Adrien después de que derroten a Shadow Moth?, ¿Fusionarán los miraculous de la mariquita y el gato para cumplir el sueño?, ¿Y si Adrien es un sentimonstruo?, ¿Qué pasaría si Gabriel le da el miraculou de la mariposa a su esposa?, ¿Qué pasará con el anillo?, ¿La madre de Adrien podría estar en el lado malvado junto con Lila y Félix?, ¿Qué pasará con los otros dos chicos villanos?, ¿Se aprovecharán y tomarán los miraculous?, ¿Se sabrá que es la madre de Adrien y querrán usar su debilidad a su favor?, Sí Adrien es un sentimonstruo. . . ¿Cómo lo tomará?, ¿Se pondrá ahora él el anillo?, ¿Lo guardará? ya que es muy peligroso tenerlo en batalla a menos que esté dentro de su guante como con Shadow Moth, ¿Y si piden el deseo pero no funciona?, ¿Y si reviven a la madre pero aplican la ley de que ya estaba fallecida y pues ya no pertenece al mundo los vivos?, ¿ Y si la reviven y está feliz, es tierna, cariñosa pero al no pertenecer a este mundo . . . Se vuelve malvada?, ¿Y si la madre revive pero resulta ser la nueva villana?. . . Oigan, puede ser posible.

Son solo algunas teorías mías, posiblemente resuelva todas las dudas de estás preguntas o igual si prefieren que diga algo en específico pues puedo hacerlo, claro, no crean que todo esto se hará realidad (aunque le he atinado recientemente) pero tome lo como un "¿Qué pasaría sí. . . ?

Y todo esto suponiendo que la quinta temporada es sobre ellos pero adultos, aunque creo que aplicaría algo diferente si es que en la cuarta temporada le quitan los Miraculous a Shadow Moth ya que aún tiene que haber villano para que la serie siga. . . Pero si en la quinta temporada hay otro Hawk Moth, eso quiere decir que el villano será (posiblemente) más poderoso ya que duraría desde la edad que tienen ahora (jóvenes) a sus versiones adultas a menos que nuevamente le hayan quitado el miraculous al nuevo Hawk Moth o Shadow Moth (del futuro) y volvieran a cometer un error o un descuido y alguien más se los arrebatara, aunque creo que para eso ya le hubieran quitado la caja. . . A ver qué más se me ocurre, tengo sueño y esto es algo de mi mente que según creo conexiones y pues salieron estás teorías.

Espero que les haya gustado o mínimo se hayan reído con mis tonterías, ¡Hasta pronto!. . . Aunque tengo mis dudas sobre Nino y Alia, al igual de ¿quién tendrá el miraculou de la serpiente sí Luka se va de gira con su padre?, A menos que Ladybug decida dárselo permanentemente y le dé de los postres para que que convierta en. . . Cosmic-viperion(? (Nombre inventado) Y pueda llegar cuando lo necesiten. . .

Esto me da la idea de dibujarlo, Hahahaha, ahora sí ¡CHAO!

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starshine583 · 3 years

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Journal Entries 11

(This Journal Entry is connected to Ch. 18 of New Girl on the block!)

Entry 10

Thursday, February 14th

I will admit that I did not expect to enjoy this evening. Even with Marinette’s presence, I had assumed I would remain near the wall as usual and allow myself to wither away until the party ended. That was not the case, however, as I actually had quite a delightful time. Mother made me wear this ridiculous red suit and I still had to dodge several girls, but I also spent the night talking with Marinette in between her dances and actually dancing with her myself. Her dress was exceptionally well made- though that’s hardly a shock -and she changed her hairstyle to match it as well, which is rare for her. I did have to help her with the hairstyle because she couldn’t get it straight, but in the end, her outfit was unparalleled. Therefore, I’d say the night balanced itself out nicely. We even had an in-depth discussion about relationships and romance, which left me pleasantly surprised. Not only did I get to vent my frustrations about everyone’s perceptions of Valentine’s Day, I also got to hear the full story about her affections for Adrien Agreste. (Which she willingly divulged, by the way.) Apparently, she had had an immense crush on the model for about two years, but all of her attempts to express this affection failed, and Agreste himself never reached out to her with that sort of intention. It explains why she appeared to be so mortified when I mentioned his coming to Rosemary, but what I can’t help wondering now is why Adrien came to Rosemary. He clearly wants to speak with her about something, but she insisted it wasn’t about her crush, and that he would never see her in that light. So what could it be? There are numerous possibilities.. But I suppose I won’t find out any time soon, so it’s best not to think about it.

Dear Diary,

Tonight was literally one of the best nights I’ve ever had! The party was amazing, my outfit was amazing, the dancing was amazing- everything was just amazing! I kind of freaked out at first because I couldn’t get my hair right (it was supposed to be a side ponytail with a braid) but when Felix came to pick me up, he actually helped me fix it! Apparently, Allegra and Claude both taught him how to do hair, which was really lucky in my case. Maybe I should have them teach me how to do hair haha. Anyway, Felix himself was actually wearing this deep red suit with a pink, button-up shirt underneath, and it looked really nice. I thought it fit the theme wonderfully, but he didn’t seem too pleased, since his mom was the one who made him wear it. I really want to meet that woman. She seems like a fun person to be around, and he says that she would like to meet me. I think that’s pretty cool! Do you think he talks about me to his parents at home..? Probably not. Back on topic, though, tonight was great! The food that the caterers brought was delicious, but the dancing was even better. I swear I did nothing but dance with people. My feet are still aching! I also talked with the other students and met a few new people who all seemed pretty nice, and I got to talk more with Felix, not that we ever really stop talking at this point. He told me about these seven Greek words for love that sounded extremely beautiful, and after I finish this entry, I think I’m going to go write all of them down in here, along with the definitions. We also talked about relationships and love (he’s apparently not into romance or anything, but that doesn’t actually surprise me much) and I actually ended up talking about Adrien. I know, I know, it’s a bit contradictory of me, but it was.. Really nice having someone hear me out. I mean, it’s Felix so of course he would hear me out, but still. Having someone listen to me about my seemingly endless struggles without judgement was a pleasant change. He even told me how.. Incredible I was as a person, and really just comforted me in general. I’m extremely grateful..

Oh! Did you know that Felix takes waltzing lessons? He actually agreed to dance with me (Crazy, right?) and he’s really good at it! I got to a point where I didn’t even need to watch our feet while we moved, though that could be because he just didn’t mention it if I stepped on his feet lol Anyway, I’m gonna head to bed, because after all of that dancing I am exhausted. I’ll write to you more tomorrow, Dear Diary!

#Felinette #Felix Culpa #Marinette #Miraculous Ladybug #Rosemary AU #Journal Entries

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lovelivingmydreams · 4 years

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The guy from the foodcourt

So @reddstardust made a few really cool doodles. And one made me want to write this. So show them some love as well! Enjoy!

This is part of this bigger story, first chapter here

Nico groaned in frustration and banged his head on the desk.

There were piles of discarded notes around him. Why was this so hard?

“Okay so change of medium didn’t help,” Félix relented. Nico could hear his creativity was getting frustrated as well, though he was trying to stay positive for his sake.

“All it did was desecrate some poor tree’s memory,” Alejo pointed out in dismay.

“I’ll recycle the paper,” Nico sighed. What to do?

“It’s cramped in here. And too dark,” Alejo complained trying in vain to get comfortable on the windowsill since there was literally nowhere else for him to sit.

He had a point. The window didn’t exactly let in a lot of light and the lightbulb wasn’t helping that much.

“That’s it! A change of scenery! Brilliant idea!” Félix grinned at his opposite/partner in crime.

“Hm… I don’t know about brilliant, but it’s okay,” the darker facet agreed.

Nico nodded. Maybe he could go to the mall…

“Who knows! The people passing by might yield inspiration!” Félix pointed out eagerly.

“But we gotta focus. No side trips, no distractions. We get there, we get inspired, we write the song and we’re out. No shopping. This song has to be done by the end of the week or Diego is going to get mad at me for not keeping you two in check!”

Alejo always turned just a bit darker and scarier when he drew a line in the sand.

Félix put a hand on his heart and raised his other, palm facing Alejo.

“I swear on my spectacular spectacles, my tense friend. No unneeded distractions.”

“By Aphrodite’s hairbrush!” Félix exclaimed, his star shaped frames shifting to hearts.

“Nooo!”

“Just look!”

Nico had just sat down and looked up under ‘mild’ encouragement from his creativity, who also covered his hormones. Well his desire for romance and other… Well desires in general. Success, love, happiness. All that stuff.

Right now his attention, and therefore Nico’s, was drawn by a handsome stranger ordering food at one of the shops in the food court.

“Just look at him! He’s so cute!” Félix gushed. And Nico couldn’t disagree. He was very handsome.

He also looked rather tired.

“We don’t have time for this. Besides he doesn’t look in the mood to be bothered anyway,” Alejo argued, though Nico could hear a bit of doubt. The guy was really cute.

“Maybe bothering him will get him in a better mood? Let’s take a chance, what do you say?”

“We don’t even know if he’s gay!”

Félix clapped in delight right as Alejo groaned at his accidental rhyme.

“No distractions, you promised!” his inner edgelord insisted as the man sat himself down at a table and Nico went back to his blank screen.

“But love!” Félix whined. “Can’t that be the only exception?”

“Not when we have people waiting for a new song! Maybe if we get at least an idea down, then we can think of talking to the guy. If we can find a non-creepy reason to do so.”

Félix groaned but relented his frames going back to star shaped.

“Very well! Brainstorming time!”

Nico wrote down at least a hundred beginnings of ideas already, but most seemed to be at least somewhat related to the cute guy sitting a few tables away.

“Come on royal pain! You are killing me here!”

“Maybe if I could just chance a glance at him? He might be our muse!” Félix pleaded.

“That makes no sense.”

Before the argument could escalate Nico’s food arrived.

He was honestly relieved. He could put the laptop away for a bit and just let his thoughts go free for a moment. Hopefully not drifting towards…

From the corner of his eye he could see the guy get up. Welp that didn’t take long.

“He’s coming over!” Felix declared triumphantly.

“You don’t know that! Don’t get Nico’s hopes up!”

Nico tried to focus on his food, but it was impossible not to sneak a peek as the guy passed by. Oh, he did not mind that view either. “Look away before he sees!” Alejo hissed.

“He looks so fine!”

“He could still be a jerk. Or already dating someone. Or straight!”

“Oh come on Misery Business. There is nothing straight about that guy. My gaydar is on point and he is 99% gay. And if he had a boyfriend, he would be here with him. Or he’d at least be in a better mood,” Félix argued.

“One, you do not have me convinced gaydar is a real thing. Two, there are a ton of situations where he could have a boyfriend while also being here alone and in a bad mood. Having a relationship does not join you at the other person’s hip and it does not get rid of all the bad things in life.”

Alejo had a point there…

“And again, we should try to work on the song!” Another good point.

“Please, my dearest Paramour. One more look.”

Alejo sighed. “Fine! Just one.”

And so Nico looked up and…

“Oh god! Eye contact he caught you!”

“He’s looking back! Maybe he wants you to be looking at him!?”

“Is he looking at us? Maybe there is something behind us?”

Nico looked back, he couldn’t see anything much of note. But when he looked back at the stranger he was no longer looking at him. It was like he never even really noticed him sitting there.

“By the frozen head of Disney!” Félix exclaimed. He was clearly upset. He only made morbid Disney references when he got really down.

Alejo sighed a little relieved, but put a comforting hand on his friend’s shoulder. “It’s fine. Let’s finish our meal and maybe we can come up with a song idea? Then after we can try and talk to him?”

“Would you really?” Nico thought it was awesome that his creativity and his anxiety got along so well. They looked out for one another. And pulled pranks on him and his other facets. They were a terrifyingly efficient team.

“Of course. Now what do you say?”

Félix nodded. “Let’s focus.”

And Nico got into the zone. The whole mall seemed to disappear around him except for the food in front of him. He knew he wanted to make something about mental health. He just didn’t know what aspect of it yet.

Then suddenly he heard a loud crashing sound nearby.

He looked up and could only just see a figure in an upturned trashcan.

Poor soul.

“Same,” Alejo smirked as he returned their attention to their work.

But that… Was actually not a bad idea.

“It’s a metaphor for life!” Félix gushed!

“Like how not dealing with an issue head on can cause it to pile up and before you know it bam! Disaster.”

“Are you trying to say something about…”

“Order 96!? Anyone?” Nico’s head snapped to the food stand and then over to the table where the mystery guy had sat earlier.

“Noooo!” Nico shared the musician’s sentiment. The handsome stranger was gone.

“He left without his food?” Alejo frowned. Nico got up and approached the table, indeed, the number 96 was sitting there abandoned and forgotten. He’d missed his chance. Now he’d never know.

“Would bringing him his food be an acceptable excuse to talk to him?” Félix asked desperately.

“Um… Yeah, sure. That’s probably the only reason we can justify chasing him down,” Alejo nodded nervously.

So Nico claimed the food and started walking around hoping to spot.

“Adonis at 8 o’clock!”

Nico’s head snapped in the direction Félix had pointed out and there he was, looking like the day had somehow gotten worse since Nico first noticed him.

Should he…?

Félix looked pleadingly at Alejo who sighed. “Well? Are you waiting for a written invitation or what?”

At that Nico immediately ran up to the guy. “Uh, Hey!” he called out still not sure what he was going to say.

When he came to a stop in front of him he realized that first and foremost he needed to catch his breath. It took him a second, but when he did he righted himself and gave the guy his best smile.

“There you are,” he sighed in relief. “I was afraid you’d left.” And that would’ve blown.

“You almost forgot your food…”

“He’s even cuter up close,” Félix sighed dreamily.

“He’s staring at us like we have two heads. This was a bad idea,” Alejo cringed.

He was staring at him kind of funny. Come on something to talk about… He really whished the guy was wearing a bracelet or anything of note to start a conversation about other than a bag of boiled carrots. And his sad look from earlier.

“Brilliant! Ask about that! Show how caring you are.”

“Well… We don’t have anything better so…”

“You looked really upset so I figured it might be some kind of comfort food or something. You mind kind of telling me about that?”

Please?

Nothing happened. Still staring strangely spooked at him. “Abort mission. I’m sorry Félix but this is not going to end well if we keep pushing!” Alejo rushed.

“Oh, very well. Goodbye handsome stranger,” Félix allowed reluctantly.

“It’s okay!” Nico rushed shoving the bag of food towards the stranger before he could do something to embarrass himself more. “Uh, it’s probably a bit too nosy for me to ask anyway.”

“Uh… Yeah!” The stranger replied, god why did even his voice have to sound so pleasant? And that while he was clearly 100% uncomfortable talking to him.

“Super nosy!! What’s wrong with you…man?” Nico would take offence, but he could see that the stranger was desperate to get out of the situation as fast as possible.

“We made him feel worse,” Alejo sighed guiltily.

“We didn’t mean to!” Félix argued.

“Does the intention matter? Look at him?”

“Ahhh, yeah… sorry about that. Have a good night.”

And so Nico turned around and walked away a little disappointed.

Neither Alejo nor Félix had much to say now, just allowing Nico to feel for a minute. And then he heard shoes squeaking and a voice behind him. “Uh…”

He looked around. The stranger. “Did he change his mind?!” Félix squealed.

“Maybe he just realized he was kind of rude and wanted to say sorry?” Alejo reasoned.

“Hey,” he greeted the stranger expectantly. He still looked really tense.

But now he was at least smiling. And it was a real cute smile.

“Hey…” he waved before showing him the bag of carrots. “Do you want this food? I… don’t.”

“What?” Félix and Alejo chorused confused and Nico couldn’t help but laugh.

“Then why did you buy it?” he asked.

The stranger looked away nervously and rubbed at the back of his head as he stammered trough his reply. Sending Félix into a squealing frenzy. The words cute and precious and all kinds of variations could be heard.

“Oh y-…pah-uh…Well it’s probably… you know, maybe because I was trying to see your backpack…”

Nico blinked confused as Alejo was trying to figure out what was so special about it. “Just ask him!” he eventually hissed as the uncertainty got to him.

“Wh-uh, my backpack?”

The stranger was still avoiding his eyes most of the time, a slight blush showing up on his cheeks.

“Yeah… I-I wanted to see if you had any… pride pins…”

Nico could only half follow the strangers explanation about not wanting to bother him because Félix was screaming and Alejo was screaming.

“Gay! He’s so definitely gay!”

“He wanted to know… He is interested!?”

“Oh gods, oh gods, this is amazing! He is so wonderful and earnest and just look at him he’s so worried he’s being weird! Just aaaah!”

“Which would’ve been amazing because I think you are really… cute.”

And then everything went quiet. Cute… He thinks I am cute…

“Don’t just stand there say something!”

“Oh… my… gosh…”

“Not that!”

“You should’ve just said ‘hi’!”

And the shy hopeful smile he got was just the most beautiful thing in existence.

“Oh-oh yeah?”

“Yeah, I had writers block anyway.”

Alejo gave Félix a playful shove at that.

“Oh! Uh… w-what were you trying to write? Uh, Misterrrr…?”

“Shut up, stop being adorable, my heart cannot take it!” Félix gushed.

Nico laughed. “Mr. Flores. Very formal of you! Uh… You can call me Nico if you’d like.”

The man laughed back, still a little tense but much more at ease than earlier.

“Mr. Sanders! But you can call me Thomas.”

“Thomas,” Félix repeated with a sigh, clearly halfway a plan to write an entire song just around the name alone somehow.

“To answer your question. I was attempting to write a song,” he explained as he led them both to the nearest table. He was planning on staying for quite a bit longer.

“Oh! I like… songs.” Nico smiled a little to himself, he wasn’t looking at him but he could already discern the little mental ‘are you kidding me?’ Thomas was thinking to himself at that answer. Nico, or more specifically Félix, had a suspicion of what he meant.

“He’s an artist too!!!” the master writer exclaimed.

“We don’t know that,” Alejo insisted.

“What’s yours about?”

Ah if only he knew the answer to that. “Uh… I don’t know yet. I- I think I like the idea of someone’s life…” No not quite. “or an aspect of their life feeling like… a trash bin.” Thomas’ face at that wasn’t encouraging, but he wasn’t finished explaining yet so the idea wasn’t a complete loss yet.

“And- and the waste keeps piling… and piling up… until it inevitably… spills out… into the rest of their life.” He smiled at Thomas expectantly, hoping he’d like the idea at least a little.

His face became deadpan though and just as Nico started to worry…

“You saw me knock over that trash can didn’t you?”

Oh, my… “That was you!?”

“We could’ve been his hero?” Félix whined.

“He would not have liked us seeing him like that. Imagine if it were the other way around?”

Félix shivered and nodded in understanding.

As it was the realization that Nico didn’t have a clue until now, and he’d had outed himself as ‘the trash man’ was clearly embarrassing enough on it’s own.

“OH- gosh… yes. Dang it!” he confessed as he hid his face behind his hands.

“Are you okay?” Nico asked earnestly though he couldn’t keep the amusement out of his voice or face.

Thomas was laughing as well. “Nothing but a bruised ego,” he assured him.

Félix huffed. Nico knew that to him a bruised ego was a serious condition that should not be glossed over. But Nico kind of liked that Thomas was able to laugh at the situation already.

“Sorry if my song explanation… uh, hit a little too close to home.”

Thomas’ earnest smile melted his heart.

“No, it’s fine. It’s true! I do tend to… waste a lot of opportunities in my life.”

“Was that a pun?” Nico’s facets asked shocked.

“Well,” he smiled as he took the bag of carrots. “Let’s not waste this one,” he suggested.

Next chapter

Nico’s head and heart were buzzing with excitement the whole rest of the day when he came home he threw himself on the couch.

“AAAAAAAH!” Félix and Alejo screamed in jubilation.

“An actor and a singer?” Félix gushed.

“And he has good taste in music and in movies,” Alejo pointed out.

“He did a tour with his own musical! Is he even real?”

“How was he so modest about it?”

“Would it be okay to look him up?” the boisterous facet wondered, phone already in hand.

“Well, he said it was fine if we did… but maybe not right away?” the usually restrained man was vibrating with a mix of happy and scared nerves.

“I need a minute…” Nico sighed dreamily.

“Oh. Of course. We’ll be right here when you need us,” Félix assured him as he and Alejo retreated to the mind to tell the others all the details they might’ve missed.

#tssides #ts sides #sanders sides #spoilers #nico flores #karrot kings

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cotccotc · 4 years

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┈┈ 𝐬𝐤𝐳 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬/𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 *:･ﾟ

✩ ot8 reaction headcannon, 2.5k words (eek sorry)

✩ genre/s: **fluff**, humor, established relationship, ot8 x gender neutral!reader

✩ warning/s: MOBILE TUMBLR HATES ME (some gifs & author’s note might not appear),,,, my terrible sense of humor/commentary, a couple of them are suggestive if you s q u i n t

✩ a/n: idk if the concept makes any sense but it does in my mind \_( ‘-’ )_/ also seungmin’s part is the exact same kinda similar to a brief scenario in my txt soobin “brightest blue” fic... but it’s fineee. also i’m sorry that some are longer than others! enjoy :))

chan:

chan is definitely extremely interested in the music you listen to.

in fact, sometimes he’d probably insist that you show him your current playlist from start to finish lol.

i can imagine y’all hanging out at the dorms, maybe even mid-cuddle, listening to some of your recent favorites.

but there’s this ONE SONG--

your absolute JAM

you get up from your seat or the bed and start completely jamming out.

he stays where he is so he can watch you have the time of your life.

i guess nobody told him you’re a professional lip syncer… awk...

you grab a hairbrush and hold it up like it’s a microphone.

honestly you’re thriving,,

he’s kinda stunned. not in a bad way, but he’s just so mezmorized by how cute (and maybe a lil sexy) you are when you dance like no one’s watching.

there’s a particularly awesome beat drop toward the end of the song, which leads you to do some equally awesome head banging.

he’s cackling at this point, which drives you to act even sillier.

*ending pose*

once the song ends and you’re trying to catch your breath, he slowly starts clapping for you.

“the song was great, but the performance was even better,” he’d say, coming off a bit sarcastic. but he means well!

you start to get a bit self-conscious and shy as you put yourself together again.

he’ll try to comfort you, standing up to wrap you in a hug.

“don’t be embarrassed!” (cue soft chan),

“baby that was awesome”,

“you should join a rock band!”, etc.

overall, he’d love it when you share your music taste, and this event will probably set off a chain reaction of similar jam sessions in the future.

minho:

ok so we all know minho’s a cat person, blah blah blah...

but what if you got super excited about a really cute dog?

let’s say you’re on a walk at a park, holding hands, and talking.

all of a sudden you see someone walking their dog…

and when i tell you this is the cutest, tiniest dog on the face of the earth,,,

you immediately stop walking and squeeze minho’s hand. you point to the dog and start freaking out because it’s so cute.

he’d say something silly like, “what are you talking about? it looks like a rat.”

you disregard it because you’re just so excited about this puppy!

“can we pet it?” you ask.

“... fine” he replies, smiling at you, despite his attempts to act uninterested.

y’all go over to the woman walking her dog and ask if you can pet the puppy. when she says you can pet him, you immediately sit on the ground, ready to have the best puppy playdate of your life.

minho’s still standing, watching you with loving eyes.

of course, you start talking to the puppy as if he’s a baby. minho laughs, trying to stifle all the uwus emanating from his heart

the puppy climbs onto your lap and licks your face just a little bit.

you look up at minho with wide eyes, saying “awww, isn’t he so cute!”

he’d playfully roll his eyes because why would he cheat on cats like that…

then you tug on his hand, motioning for him to sit with you. he does, reluctantly.

you place the puppy on his lap to see what happens.

the dog loves him! (of course, because what living thing wouldn’t love lee minho?)

the puppy is licking minho all over as he makes faces of disgust and struggles to pull him away.

you laugh out loud, happier than ever at the two very good boys in front of you.

he smiles again, completely endeared with your excitement despite being covered in puppy spit...

so, it doesn’t matter what kinds of animals you two prefer, since you’re the cutest thing he’s ever seen. (aww)

changbin:

i feel like changbin is the type to not be ashamed of/shy about showing you the songs he’s writing.

...except for right now.

he just got home from the studio, dropping his bag onto a table… but some papers fall out.

you attempt to grab the papers, but changbin stops you and grabs them himself instead with a subtle hint of nervousness.

pretty suspicious if you ask me.

“what’s up?” you ask, a bit confused about what just happened.

he’d try to play it off like nothing suspicious was going on, but you know his poker face.

it’s too cute not to notice.

he likes to play all tough but you (and everyone else tbh) know him better than that.

you go to grab the papers, but he steps away. you try again… and again, and again, and again.

you become increasingly more frustrated and impatient with each attempt, until changbin holds them up high in the air where you can’t reach them. he has a look on his face that says ‘haha! gotcha!’

you’ve never done this much jumping in your life.

but you’re not a quitter.

“okay… i give up,” you say, returning to a stationary position and placing your arms around his neck.

however, just as he lowers his hands to your waist, you snatch the papers!

“AHA!” you exclaim.

all he can say is “damn it!” as you scramble to the couch with the papers in your hand. you sit facing away from him, attempting to speed-read the lyrics sprawled across the pages.

he follows you to the couch, trying to take the papers back from behind.

“binnie, these are so good!!”

“thanks… but were they worth betraying your innocent boyfriend?”

“yes. every word.” you finally hand him back the papers with a smirk.

he’d curse under his breath, ditching the papers in favor of tickling you instead.

what a terrible punishment!

hyunjin:

we all know hyunjin is a drama queen,,

you can be a bit of a dramatic person yourself (who isn’t?).

so when you lose your favorite sweater, you’re immediately going on a wild goose chase around the dorms, because that’s where you had it last.

you’re practically talking to yourself. double checking everywhere you’d been. retracing your steps like a mad person.

you need this sweater!!

you let out a little “urgh!” as you begin getting frustrated.

hyunjin would ask what’s wrong, and when you tell him, he’d GASP.

he’d be like:

“have you checked under the bed?”

“the couch?”

“what about over here?”

“over there?”

this boy will not REST until the sweater is back in your possession, wasting no time in matching your level of concern/dramatics...

… if not exceeding it.

y’all have practically torn the whole room apart at this point.

until finally, you find it in a random drawer (of course smh)

“I FOUND IT!” you’d exclaim, flopping onto the bed and putting the sweater on,

to which you’d receive a “YAY!” in return

tired and leaning against a wall, he’d say something like, “thank GOD! now, why do you need it so bad?”

and you’d simply and softly respond, “... i got chilly~”

he wouldn’t give a verbal response, but his face would go from relaxed to ‘bruh’.

you knew he’d be shocked at your statement, but you choose to tease him instead with a smile.

he would then opt to tackle you in the bed, fumbling with the covers and vowing to make you as warm as humanly possible.

jisung:

jisung definitely loves showing you the music he’s been working on, just like changbin.

except… this time, the lyrics aren’t necessarily what you’re used to hearing.

you can tell jisung’s a bit nervous as he presses play, choosing to keep his eyes on the floor as he nods his head to the rap.

you’re listening intently, as curious and excited as you are every other time…

but then you realize that it’s about you……

the lyrics talk about letting someone into his life and his longing to be even closer to that person than he is now.

therefore,,,, u w u

you giggle, which prompts him to look up at you almost immediately with anticipation about your reaction.

you decide to wait until the end of the song to react, but you can already feel the excitement bubbling up inside of you.

the song ends, and you’re sitting in silence alongside jisung. “so… what did you think?”

“well… i think…” you trail off, looking into jisung’s eyes.

with a bit of a squeal you leap up from your seat and essentially attack him.

you straddle his legs (don’t get any *ideas* this is FLUFF for goodness sake) and wrap your arms around his neck, locking him into a big hug.

“i love it, baby. so, so, so, much,” you respond quickly and genuinely.

he laughs, his arms wrapping around you.

he’d probably remark, “you scared me for a second!”

you laugh in response, apologizing for your delayed reaction.

deep down, he’d feel so relieved that you liked the song and its sentiment.

he’d also be so happy to have you, his overexcited sweetheart, in his arms.

however, at the surface, he’d prefer to tease you. “next time, don’t make me wait so long!”

felix:

ok so y’all send memes and tik toks back and forth all day every day. it’s just protocal.

also,,, you could literally be in the same room, and he’d still just start sending you tik toks he’d saved just to send to you and see your reaction.

but there’s this o n e

you can’t quite explain why but when you watch the tik tok that your boyfriend sent you from across the couch, you laugh harder than you’ve ever laughed before.

whatever humor you may have, this tik tok completely encompasses it in a beautiful, stupid way.

before you know it, you begin cackling.

felix knows that you’ve always been a bit embarrassed of your laugh (who isn’t, right?), so when you start letting loose he’s a bit caught off guard.

still, he joins in (at a smaller scale, of couse).

he always wants to see you happy, but this is a whole new level of cuteness in his eyes.

your laughter subsides a bit...

until you decide to watch the tik tok again.

believe it or not, it’s even funnier the second time!

you double over, laughing so hard that no sound is even coming out of your mouth.

“are you okay?!” he’d ask, laughing harder now at your actions.

he’d put his arms around you so he could hold you up.

you’d mouth out a “no” in response.

there are practically tears forming at the corners of your eyes.

he’d continue looking down at you with a beaming smile, holding you up until your laughter comes to a full stop.

“was it really that funny? i can’t even make you laugh like this.”

you’re almost dazed, your stomach hurting (in the best way possible). you try to steady your breathing.

after a few seconds of recovery, he’d whisper in your ear with a deep, silly voice...

“...wanna watch it again?”

it’s safe to say you won’t fully recover for a while.

seungmin:

on days off, you watch dramas with seungmin to take both of your minds off of work/school/whatever’s been keeping you busy.

however… of course you can’t go a whole episode without laughing hysterically, and it’s all because of seungmin.

it could be the most dramatic, intense, or heartbreaking scene in the show but he would make it into a full blown impersonation comedy routine.

ESPECIALLY if the drama is in a foreign language.

this boy will reinact all of the subs in the stupidest way possible.

but, today he’s a bit exhausted, snuggling up against you and not saying much.

our boys work too hard :(( (but wbk)

...so you decide to take his place.

you start off kind of hesitantly, waiting to see if he’d even react. when the main characters start to have an argument, you begin reading the subtitles in a silly voice.

you hear a soft giggle from your boyfriend has be tightens his arm’s grip around your waist.

you begin to use different voices for each of the two characters, alternating between a nasly, high pitched one and a lower one with voice cracks. this makes seungmin laugh harder, going from a giggle to his usual open-mouthed chuckle.

he’s so cute >_< ,,anyways…

as the scene intensifies, so does the volume of your impersonations.

“yOu’Ve bEtRaYeD mE!”

“BuT yOu LiEd tO mE!”

at this point seungmin is cackling despite his heavy eyes and unwillingness to move. he’d be so caught up in your routine that he’d forget he was even tired.

you look up at him to see that big smile and those sparkly eyes you love so much, which motivates you to be even goofier!

you sit up, leaving seungmin’s grasp. you begin making hand gestures to match your overdramatic tone.

the scene comes to a climax, in which you recite the final line with more ferver and fake passion than ever before. you finish it off with a fist in the air for ~emphasis~.

as you hold this pose, you hear your loyal audience member begin to cheer for you. he claps, whisper-shouting “ahh” to create fake crowd noises.

“what a show!” he would commend you with an expression of sarcastic awe on his face.

you’re really glad you decided to cheer him up…

but not nearly as glad as he is to have you with him on a day like this.

jeongin:

jeongin’s smile could literally melt anyone’s heart. everybody knows this.

i don’t care who you are, if you see jeongin smile, you either smile or cry and there are no other options.

i don’t make the rules.

so, when he shows you the ‘lovestay’ version of his latest dance practice, you’re bound to go insane with adoration.

as soon as his solo comes up and the camera zooms in on his sweet, smiling face, you give his cheek a little poke

you say, “that’s you!”

“shut up,” he’d respond, giggling.

“wait, i missed something,” you say with a sense of urgency. you take the phone from his hands, rewinding a few seconds.

he’d roll his eyes at you, getting a bit shy.

you resume the video until the boy in the video holds up a finger heart, at which point you press pause.

“look how cute!” you exclaim, looking up at jeongin and pointing back and forth between him and the screen.

“stop it!” he’s blushing (and you’re screaming internally at how cute he is) as he tries to refrain from making a big smile.

you poke his side, resulting in a small fit of laughter that forces his bright grin to peek out.

he swats your hand away, putting his arm around you

(partly to show his affection and partly to make you hold still)

you place your head onto his shoulder, resuming the video for the final time. “you’re too cute. i can’t help it.”

“but you’re the cutest...” he murmurs, almost inaudibly to someone who isn’t as close to him as you are now.

heat rises in your face.

you: “...stop…”

him: “hah!”

touché...

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Adrien is definitely gonna take Emilie’s place in a coma (A Theory)

Yeah so I mean the title of this is exactly what I’m pretty sure is gonna happen. This is because there has been a huge load of foreshadowing and some other subtler reasons I will be going over in this post. Of course, there’s always a chance it won’t happen, but if it didn’t I think I’d be pretty surprised considering just the amount of evidence thats going into this.

(Also sorry ahead of time for the structure of this, I tried to structure this based on my specific reasons for this theory but I kind of went off on tangents in some places and in others I use ideas that I assume come with the theory and don’t necessarily fit into any specific reason (like Emilie coming back to life and what would happen there, why Adrien and not Nathalie, and loosely how theyd get Adrien out of the coma), although I mosty stick to the structure I still want to add this disclaimer just so you’re aware that I wrote this in one go at midnight (also wait right now its 12:10am it is now ten minutes into my birthday??? ok ignoring that))

I dont know man. Just consider what I have to say. Or dont. I will be listing my reasons starting now.

1. Imagery of Adrien being in comatose state/ in a coffin-like thing.

This is surprisingly common??? Off the top of my head I can think of Style Queen and Riposte (I believe) which involve this. In Style Queen, Audrey in the form of her akumatized self had essentially kidnapped Adrien and put him in this gold/glass coffin thing that disintegrated the longer it remained untouched. The other one is Riposte, where Ladybug hides Adrien in that big sarcophogus in the Louvre (he didn’t stay in it but still the imagery is there.)

I also just remembered in Chameleon when Lila took Adrien’s form he was asleep/in a comatose state in that locker and Plagg was like “aw man am I gonna have to kiss him.....” but then Adrien wakes up because Lila stole someone else’s form

EDIT: another instance of Adrien/Chat Noir being shoved into a sarcophagus (besides Riposte) is in Pharaoh in season 1

So yes there is definitely a good number of foreshadowing for this. I might take this further and say if Adrien were to go comatose and be in the coffin Emilie was in then Felix might replace him for some amount of time?? Like impersonate him amd stuff?? Just because there’s lots of stuff in the show with impersonation I feel like it could work aNYWAY BACK TO THE EVIDENCE I KNOW ITS A TANGENT

2. Possible evidence foreshadowing Emilie *inadvertantly* killing (not killing but making comatose you get it) Adrien

This one is not as strong as the first but its worth considering. I was googling the word “mayura” just out of curiosity a while back and basically its a peacock in Hindu stories (like peacocks are a kinda revered animal) and I just initially found a couple websites that said that the mayura has been depicted eating a snake as a symbol of the cycle of time (you dont have to read this part in parenthesis, its just kind of a tangent: the cycle of time as known in Hinduism is another aspect of Hinduism directly referenced in the show: the horse/space miraculous kwami Kaalki’s name is a reference to the prophecied tenth avatar/reincarnation of the god Vishnu, and he is referenced in the Kalachakra tantra which is basically a Hindu book about the cycle of time. Keep in mind I got all this from wikipedia and other internet websites, I do not practice Hinduism and I dont directly know anybody who does, so if any of this is wrong pls lmk because there is surprisingly not a lot of information on the internet about it from what I could tell)

So anyways yes peacock (mayura) eating snake representing the cycle of time. Both Luka and Adrien are represented in the show as the snake, but ultimately I think the snake here represents Adrien just because it makes more sense (Snake Noir, future Alix’s tattoo depicts a snake to be Adrien and is meant to represent Adrinette, Adrien just has some shifty stuff going on with the snake in general etc) and thus, if Gabriel manages to actually get the ladybug and black cat miraculouses and make the wish to bring Emilie to life, then this “mayura” analogy (assuming Emilie as the mayura in this scenario) would make sense if her life brought upon Adrien losing his.

The reason I dont think it would refer to Nathalie even though her official name is Mayura is for pretty much two sub-reasons. The first is that I think she is going to die before this wish happens. I know, its a kids show, whatever, but consider it. The Agreste/Graham de Vanily family has a trend of having opposite names [I am so sorry I literally first heard this from a tumblr user but I cannot remember who I just remember they had made a string of theories on why Emilie Agreste will not be who she seems to be so credit to them I did not discover that] for example the name Gabriel means hero/angel, Felix means happy/fortunate, Adrien means dark, etc, and Nathalie Sancoeur means “birthday (of Christ)” and “heartless” respectively. We already know she is not heartless but rather full of heart because she has fallen in love with Gabriel. So then,,,,,,,,,, the opposite of birth is death. She’s already shown to be pretty sick too despite the peacock miraculous having been “fixed” (as of the New York special being the most recent piece of content). I’m sorry guys I do not make the rules

stop why his face look like that though

The second part of why I think this is a little stupid but. The original art released by Jeremy Zag for Mayura does not look like Nathalie. Plus this art was only released under the name of “the Peacock” (originally Le Paon in French) so it might not actually be the Mayura we know as of now. Now, theoretically, it could be that they had made this art before they knew they wanted Nathalie to be Mayura or just as art depicting what Emilie would have been like as the peacock miraculous holder, and it could literally just be Nathalie. When you compare the images, though, the original Mayura art looks far more like Emilie and a lot less like Nathalie. Yes I am aware this is stupid just know this is only a minor point

I dont know man those faces do not look the same to me and the original Mayura definitely had Emilie’s eye shape and face shape in mind. They might’ve changed it after making the concept art but my point still stands

Ok next reasoning

Again not a very strong point but sometimes dialogue just implies things in Miraculous and I can think of a very specific quote that would fit this happening, and there are probably more that I just dont know to look for since I dont have this whole show memorized

So the quote is from Startrain after Gabriel loses control of the akuma then learns about the Startrain having been akumatized with Adrien on board, and he says “hoping that my enemies will save my son..... how ironic.” When I first heard this quote I really, really felt like it was foreshadowing something just based on his tone and the way this new idea was being introduced of him having to be on the same side as Ladynug and Chat Noir for once, even if it was just temporary. This quote absolutely is indicative to me of a future event in which he’ll have to work with his “enemies” to save his son. A situation in which Adrien is in comatose would perfectly align with this. At least for how I would predict the show would make it, Gabriel would have to turn away from Emilie (who represents the past for him, and this action would therefore represent moving on) and join forces with Ladybug/Marinette, his “enemy”, to save Adrien.

Onto the last reason!

Emilie is probably definitely coming back. Which means someone’s going into a coma in her place.

I mean come on it would be so anticlimactic if they just caught Gabe before he fulfilled his wish. Plus with the way they are outlining Emilie to be this perfect golden being is definitely because its going to far contrast with how she will actually turn out. This doesnt really support the Adrien thing in particular but honestly it would also be anticlimactic of the coma was for anyone else. If it was Nathalie, then yeah itd suck for Adrien I guess but like???? Doesn’t really connect the plots as much. Whereas if its Adrien, that brings Marinette into it, that gives her a powerful as heck conflict. Im guessing they would also somehow resolve his coma with “the power of love” mentioned in the theme song, just because of the foreshadowing with like waking someone up with a true love’s kiss (think Plagg in Chameleon, I guess the rose in Style Queen, maybe Alya’s story to Manom in Stormy Weather if we’re strecthing it....)

TL;DR: Adrien is probably gonna go comatose (like Emilie did) at some point because its been pretty foreshadowed (think Style Queen, Riposte, and even Chameleon), because of the legend surrounding the Hindu “mayura” peacock eating a snake representing time (wow that was not a sentence ok then), because Gabriel has previously foreshadowed having to work with his enemies to save his son, and also just because it would be super awesome and allow each character involved to have a pretty fulfilling conflict and arc.

(all images from the miraculous ladybug wiki excluding the piece of art depicting the mayura which is from murugan.org)

I hope however took the time to read this post enjoyed this theory, sometimes I have really random yet detailed theories regarding this show and I wanted to share this one because if I’m right then this will be proof I had predicted it, also you guys could possibly elaborate on it. I’m all for friendly discussions folks fr

If this doesn’t end up happening the theory is still awesome and they should have done it, and if it does my ego will probably expand and hopefully they will make it as awesome as it seems like it would be. Sorry if the structure of this post is not great, but thank you for reading. I appreciate you, have a wonderful week :)

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navyhyuck · 4 years

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𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃, 𝐉𝐀𝐘.

↳ a love letter a week, and it has you wondering who’s your secret admirer. you have nine weeks, eight candidates, and one story to live. will you find out who your ‘jay’ is?

a/n :: hi guys it’s finally here!! this is an introduction sorta prologue type chapter here, and i, uh, apologize for the length but anyway, please enjoy and stay tuned for more! :) update :: repost because tumblr hates me

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“That’s the new kid? Shit—he’s kind of hot.”

You’re caught off guard by Ryujin’s confession, the usual slam of her locker faltering as you lean back on your heels, giving her a raised eyebrow. She’s not looking your way, however, her usually bored eyes watching an unfamiliar face stroll down the hallway; your best friend’s gaze isn’t the only one he’s getting. It wasn’t, especially eyeing him from the button-down shirt he has lazily tucked into his jeans to the clack on his dark shoes on the tiles—he had your mouth practically dropping open at the sight.

You’re absolutely sure, you realize as he walks out of sight—the only thing marking his past presence being the cling to his neck jewelry, that you’ve never seen someone walk through those halls with a fashion sense as exceptional as his. Though you’re shaken out of your trance by the girl next to you, a low chuckle leaves her as you blink back into the present.

“What’d I say?” She tests, wiggling her eyebrows in a way that makes you roll your eyes, turning towards your locker to open it. “He’s hot, right? Like not a jock sort of hot but more like a, oh! Like one of those anime guys that loves the girl but sort of wants to kill her, that kinda hot. You know?”

“...Right.”

“And he’s got a nice face too, don’t you think?” Ryujin adds slyly, a smirk spreading across her lips as you wince at her choice of words. “Plus he’s on the swim team apparently, at least from what I heard this morning. It’s kinda hard to believe it too, that you know, someone with better fashion sense than Han Jisung’s entered the school. And well, anyone other than Jisung is the one for me.” She ends off dramatically, leaning against the lockers with her eyes staring up at the ceiling as if they had the answers to the next calculus test on it.

The boy’s swim team, well, you could possibly call them the pride and joy of the school; from the way every bleacher is filled with a packed audience, they make a more entertaining group than the football team (which we don’t talk about, not ever since Lee Taeyong’s senior rebellion against the sophomore class for sabotaging the homecoming game). It would be a lie if you were to say you’d never gone to one of their many meets and watched them take every lap as if it was nothing on their shoulders—if anything, you give them the credit they deserve. Though it’s common for everyone to have a favorite from the team as well—from the current top (and most popular) seven—you never personally decided on one. If you had to pick, you’d be conflicted till your last day on the earth.

First, is Lee Minho, the captain of the swim team. It’s easy to tell why he’s a school favorite, considering the athletic drive he’s had since his days in elementary school and the contributions he’s made since his freshman year, but most importantly because of his spirit. The previous year, he single handedly took the team to the county championships with his skills in freestyle and backstroke—though he won first prize for freestyle—and earned the highest title yet. Because of that, the annual argument on the team captain had even been unofficially cancelled this year because of the coach’s final (and best) choice; no one had dared to say Minho didn’t deserve the role.

Next, is Bang Chan, the team’s best diver. You don’t know too much about swimming, the only facts being the ones you derived from watching countless meets beside your friends, but you’re certain you’ve never seen a diver better than him. The only other thing about him is that he has the hearts of everyone melting at any given time, the dimpled smiles he gives with every loss or win being the one that somehow channels energy each time. He’s also seen as the most optimistic, mainly for his cheesy cheers before meets actually start, and as the one with the most charisma.

After that, is Seo Changbin. If there’s one thing about him that the entire population comments on, it’s that resting bitch face he holds throughout the school day and practically anytime he’s not swimming. It seems like it changes completely when his skin touches the water, maybe it’s as magical as a mermaid, but it’s also how he manages to speed through 500 yards without a few pants of exhaust at the end. He’s always one to keep going, until past the breaking point.

Next, is Han Jisung, the team’s designated popular member. He’s Ryujin’s favorite (and it’s ridiculously obvious, regardless of how hard she attempts to hide it) as well as many others, clearly being yet another contributing factor to his popularity. But he’s not just popular for the sake of it, he’s also quite famous for his sleek backstroke. Being a dream it is to some to see Jisung swimming competitively in the evening on Friday, you’ve even seen some take advantage of the situation by taking snapshots. You don’t like to think what he might think of strangers taking pictures of him in a bathing suit, however.

After him, is Kim Seungmin. Maybe you could call him another school favorite, but he isn’t nearly as ‘famous’ as his counterpart, though you might be one to advocate for his backstroke over Jisung’s. He’s also known for his impeccable grades, rocketing higher than most of the students in the school and even placing him in the top 5% of the school. Not only is he a stellar athlete, but he’s got the A’s as well. (You can expect him to be a teacher’s favorite, too.)

Next, is Lee Felix, the team’s best individual medley swimmer. Out of everyone on the team, he’s known as the one and only to exhibit some of the best technique (he was even complimented on the local news, and your heart had almost stopped just seeing the pretty boy on your TV). He’s also on the dance team, the captain too, though he’s more well known for his skills in the water. You can guess that there are a handful that come to watch him dance as well.

Lastly, is Yang Jeongin. A junior, actually, but with a skill set much farther than of his age. He’s a bit cute as well, with a shy sort of persona that usually had people awing for him through his sophomore year, and it still hasn’t gotten out of your mind even after a year. He is, after all, a fantastic 200 yard racer, being able to snatch a medal at almost every meet.

Adding another swimmer to the team is common, but something tells you that the case of this boy walking through the halls of your school might make him a bit more than just another person joining the team. The aura he gave off, startling everyone in his way with nothing more than a simple walk down the hallway—it’s nothing, but it seems like much more than that. Perhaps, you’d even get to learn his name one day.

You snap out of your daydream with a smack from Ryujin, the girl nagging at you to hurry up; your hand grazes past the lock on your locker, filling in the combination before tugging violently at the metal until it gives away. Instinctively, you reach your hand in blindly for your books, but there’s a fluttering feeling on your arm as you glance back, confused. A neat envelope had fallen from above, probably having been stuffed into the top not too long ago, and a questioning hum leaves you.

“What’s this?” You say to yourself, mumbling underneath your breath as you turn it over in your hand, your finger tracing over the colorful washi tape placed on the borders. It’s decorated with stickers, all the way until your name is written in a bright blue. The last letter of your name branches off into a flower, one that leads all the way to the back, where there’s a stick over the flap that reads ‘open here’ in small font.

Might as well read it now.

dear y/n love,

i hope you’ve received this safely, and if you haven’t, i genuinely apologize! i’d say it’s not my wrongdoing, which of course it is, but you also have no clue who i am! hopefully. unless you saw me put this in your locker, but i really hope you didn’t. i’d be quite embarrassed if you did, so please just maybe, don’t tell anyone if you did? yeah, thank you in advance.

anyway, hi! i’ll call myself jay for the time being. hmm, just so i can stay anonymous! i wouldn’t want to reveal myself to you just yet. or hopefully, not at all, but i think i’ll eventually open up to the idea of confessing. oh, yeah, sorry i didn’t mention. i’m jay and i’m in love with you.

okay, that sounds pretty aggressive and a little arrogant but i promise i’m not!!! i just don’t have any extra letter paper to write on or else i wouldn’t even be writing the rest of this. okay, okay, i’m sorry. back to the main point. so, i guess you can call me your secret admirer or whatever, but anyway, i like you. like more than a friend, like you, but i’m too scared to tell you so therefore, here we are. expect to hear from me in the near future ;)

signed, jay

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myownworldstayout · 5 years

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New Friends Ch. 10

Ch.1 / Ch.9 / Ch.11

(I’m running out of introductions..)

Kagami blew out a sigh, fanning herself as she walked back to the lockers. Sword training had been brutal today, though it was nothing she couldn’t handle.

Usually, from all of her previous training, sword training is smooth and easy for her. That is, until a certain Agreste matched up with her to be an opponent. She eliminated him during their match, but she over-exerted herself to do so. Therefore, Kagami found herself more exhausted than usual, which was a nuisance.

She changed back into her usual school uniform and picked up her backpack, making her way to the front of the school so she could leave.

When she got to the steps, though, Her phone buzzed in her bag, alerting her of a text.

~Hey! I don’t know if you’re done with practice yet, but can you come to the park when you get the time?~

It was from Aurore, asking her to go to the park.

Kagami thought the message was odd, but her friend was known for being spontaneous. So, she simply dismissed her driver, and started walking to the park instead.

~~~~~~

“Great job, guys! That was awesome!” Luka praised, setting down his guitar.

“You really think so?” Rose beamed.

“Of course, you guys are practically pros now.” Luka smiled warmly.

Rose squealed with delight at the compliment.

Juleka smiled lovingly towards Rose, pulling her into a small hug.

“Do you think we’re ready for the performance?” Ivan asked.

They were going to perform a small concert in only a few days.

“Almost. Marinette still has to touch-up our outfits.” Luka informed, gesturing to their “Kitty Section” outfits Marinette had designed for them.

Juleka and Ivan frowned slightly at the thought. Marinette.. Well, she was fine! She had helped them many times before when she didn’t need to. It’s just.. Ever since Lila came she seems to have been getting on the class’ bad side.

Luka, not noticing- or maybe ignoring -the slight change in atmosphere, picked up his guitar again.

“I say we go through the song one more ti-” He paused mid sentence when his phone’s ringtone went off. Specifically the one for Aurore.

~Are you done with band practice? If you are, can you come to the park?~

“What is it?” Juleka asked.

“Oh nothing.” Luka looked up, putting his phone in his pocket and standing up. “I need to go, though. Aurore wants me to come to the park.”

Stopping practice like this might have been sudden, but Aurore didn’t mention why she wanted him to go to the park. That either meant one of two things.

An emergency, or a possible surprise.

“Don’t come home too late.” Juleka cautioned as Luka packed up his guitar.

“No promises.” Luka joked in turn, giving a small salute before jumping off the ship and starting for the park.

~~~~~~

Felix absentmindedly hummed to his mother’s music as he washed the dishes. She always loved to blast her music when they were cleaning. This cleaning session was no different.

He was halfway through the dishes when his phone on the counter buzzed.

Turning off the water, Felix dried his hands and read the message.

~Hey Felix! Sorry to bother you, but we’re having everyone meet up at the park. Do you wanna come?~

Marinette was inviting him to go to the park. From her choice of words, he assumed Kagami and the others would be there as well.

“Mother, do you mind if I do the dishes later?” He called to her from the living room, still holding his phone. He didn’t usually hang out with this many people- or any people, really -but after the Louvre, the group was really starting to grow on him. More specifically, Marinette.

“Why later?” His mother replied, simply out of curiosity.

“Dupain-Cheng texted-” he barely even got out the first two words before his mother gasped.

“Is she asking you on a date?” She asked excitedly, poking her head into the kitchen.

“Wha-no! She’s asking me to meet her at the park!” Felix sputtered, his cheeks flushing a rose red.

“Sounds like a date to me~!” His mother sang.

“We’re going to be there with everyone. It’s not a date, mother.” Felix said agitatedly.

“You have other friends?” His mother then asked, her deep brown eyes sparkling as she became even more excited.

“Can I go, or not?” He replied, becoming a bit impatient.

“Of course! But only if you tell me about it later.” She smiled warmly.

Felix, though a bit annoyed, agreed to his mother’s conditions, and soon he was out the door, curious as to what lay in store for the park.

~~~~~~

Kagami, upon nearing the park, noticed two familiar figures not too far from her.

“Luka?” She called out to the blue haired guitarist.

Luka turned to her with a surprised expression, but smiled. “Kagami! What are you doing here?”

“Aurore wanted me to come to the park.”

“Same here.”

“What do you think she’s up to this time?” Kagami smirked.

“Aren’t you guys the ones who planned this?” Felix cut in, shifting their attention.

“Oh, Felix, did Aurore ask you to come here too?” Luka responded, surprised he would accept Aurore’s invitation.

“No, Dupain-Cheng did.”

“Marinette’s here too?” Kagami asked, though she supposed that made sense.

Felix raised an eyebrow. “Are you two always this disoriented?”

Before either of them could respond, a voice called out to the three.

“Luka! Kagami! Felix! Over here!” Aurore waved them down with Wayhem and Marinette sitting beside her.

They were sitting on a pink blanket on the grass with a tan basket in the middle and white plates spread across said blanket.

“What’s all this?” Luka inquired once they got over to them, amusement lacing his tone.

“Surprise!” the three said in unison, each sharing a giddy smile.

“We’re having a picnic!” Aurore chirped.

“It was Marinette’s idea!” Wayhem added, causing the ravenette to blush slightly.

Kagami and Luka smiled, sitting down next to Wayhem. It’s been a long time since either of them had a picnic- possibly a first for Kagami. They should have known Marinette would be the one to come up with such wonderful ideas.

Felix gave a small smile as well, mostly because Marinette looked so happy and pleased with herself.

He sat down between Marinette and Kagami, sliding off his backpack and looking for one of his books to read.

As Marinette began pulling out the foods, though- with Wayhem and Aurore distributing them - he stopped.

“When did you find the time to make all of this??” He found himself blurting out.

Marinette flushed, a sheepish smile playing on her lips.

“Well, we didn’t actually make all of it. We just found things around the bakery.”

“Lucky for us, Wayhem happened to come in while we were getting the ‘goods’ together and helped us out.” Aurore spoke up, throwing Wayhem an appreciative look.

“So what did you make?” Kagami asked curiously, eyeing the delectable treats.

Wayhem jumped in before the girls could answer. “Nothing! Well, Aurore and I didn’t make anything. Marinette was the only one who made something, which was-”

“WHICH WAS probably something Marinette wanted to tell them.” Aurore cut in, gesturing to their lovely friend.

Luka, Kagami, and Felix turned to Marinette with interest, causing the her to look away and tap her fingers together in nervousness.

“What did you make Marinette?” Luka inquired warmly.

Marinette gave an unsure smile, glancing down to fish through the basket.

“A-Actually, I- uhm- It was more of something for- for Felix.” she stuttered, pulling something out of the basket as she spoke. “I know you don’t really like sweets, so..”

She held up a plate with plastic covering over it towards Felix. It appeared to be Salted Caramel.

Felix blinked. She had made something for him. Not just for the group in general. For him.

Granted, he wasn’t the biggest fans of sweets, but seeing Marinette’s shy yet eager expression persuaded him to give them a try.

Felix took the plate with a short “Thank you”, carefully unwrapping the salted sweet. He popped one of the small pieces of caramel into his mouth, chewing slowly, as if to study the very taste of the food.

Marinette bit her lip in anticipation. “Well?”

Felix paused for a moment, speculating.

He then met her gaze with a smile. “They’re amazing. I can’t thank you enough.”

Marinette flushed all over again, this time a deep red. Felix had complimented her baking and smiled at her? It was too much for poor little Mari to handle. Not to mention, she could’ve sworn his cheeks were a touch pinker than usual. Was he blushing as well?

The very thought nearly cause Marinette to squeal in a mix of embarrassment and joy.

“Wow, Felix smiled. I didn’t know you had it in you.” Luka joked.

“Neither did I.” Kagami mused.

Felix’s smile immediately fell, sending them a small glare. “Don’t be ridiculous. Of course I can smile.”

“I don’t know, Fe, you do tend to frown a lot.” Wayhem joined in, grinning from ear to ear.

“Oh guys, you know Felix can’t smile that often or he’ll get wrinkles on that model like face of his.” Aurore jokingly scolded, a teasing smile on her lips.

Marinette giggled at the exchange.

Felix, however, was not pleased to be ganged up on. He just rolled his eyes, taking another piece of the salted caramel.

The others might have teased him further, but Kagami changed the subject.

“Oh! I almost forgot to mention that I faced Adrien at sword practice today.”

The group each made a similarly sour expression, aside from Marinette. After Kagami and Marinette’s account of Adrien’s actions- or rather the lack thereof - the group hasn’t been too fond of the model.

“And?” Aurore asked, a frown tugging at the corner of her lips.

Kagami’s smile was just a tad cruel as she announced, “I demolished him.”

The group let out a few humorous cheers, Felix holding a small, proud smile, and Luka clapping in amusement.

Usually, Marinette wouldn’t encourage the ill intent, but she couldn’t find it in herself to defend Adrien today. Especially not after that “Talk” he gave her.

“Speaking of Agreste.” Aurore piped up, as if reading Marinette thoughts. She then leaned over, giving Marinette a Look and a subtly pressing smile.

Marinette bit her lip, averting her eyes from Aurore and down to her croissant instead.

Felix raised an eyebrow at the reaction.

“What about Agreste?” Though he was looking at Marinette, the question was directed towards Aurore, since she seemed to be the only one talking.

“Nothing.” Marinette insisted, pressing her lips into a thin line. She had only just started hanging out with her new and wonderful friends. Therefore, ranting to them felt somewhat inappropriate.

“Come on, Marinette. You can tell us anything.” Luka encouraged, nonetheless.

Marinette’s gaze flickered to the rest of the group. They appeared to be just as encouraging as Luka.

It dawned on Marinette that they actually cared. She wasn’t just someone who’d intruded into their group. They had pulled her in, accepting her completely. Something she couldn’t say she’d had recently.

“He’s just been so infuriating recently.” Marinette relented with a huff. “He came and apologized to me today, saying he knew Lila was hurting me and he was there if I needed anything.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?” Kagami asked coolly.

“It would be if he hadn’t told me we still weren’t gonna expose Lila right after.” Marinette sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

Wayhem face palmed, and Luka sighed. Aurore and Kagami gave a “Seriously?” kind of expression, while Felix just scoffed.

“In other words, you’re going in circles.” Wayhem said irritatedly.

Marinette nodded, frowning herself.

“Well, it’s his loss.” Felix grit, gaining their attention.

“If Agreste doesn’t have enough backbone to expose Lila, then he doesn’t deserve to even talk to you, let alone be your friend.” he declared sharply.

Luka and the others, though they found the words harsh, nodded solemnly in agreement.

Marinette bit her lip as she thought it over. She loved Adrien, but this situation was a little ridiculous. Marinette couldn’t have friends she couldn’t depend on.

“Okay.” She agreed.

“Then it’s decided.” Kagami stated sternly. “Adrien can’t be friends with Mari until he exposes Lila.”

A silent pact. One that would do whatever was necessary to protect Marinette. If Adrien wouldn’t stand up for the sweet girl, then they would have no trouble doing it for him.

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#Felix culpa #Felinette #New Friends AU

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emoiprocs · 4 years

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mornings

dahyun x reader

fluff

dahyun’s eyes peeked open at the sound of her alarm, blaring from the phone on the bedside table. sun rays shone through the windows, marking the start of the day. unable to get used to the brightness right away, dahyun squinted and turned her head against the light, hand reaching out blindly to grab her phone. with a groan, she turned off the alarm before dragging herself away from the comfort of her bed.

it was a monday, which seemed even more monstrous when you realise that you’ll have to wait five tremendously long days before the weekends come by again.

and like every other student, dahyun would 100% agree with the statement if you asked her two months ago, when her mondays all but consisted of multiple snoozed alarms, tongue-scorching coffee and the overwhelmingly empty feeling from the after high of the weekends. but ever since two months ago, ever since she accepted mr. park’s proposal to tutor you for extra credits, ever since you became part of her monday routine, part of her life, she supposes that mondays are... tolerable, at the very least.

it didn’t take dahyun long to get ready, and soon, with her backpack slung over her right shoulder, coffee in her left hand, she tilted up her glasses as she bid her family goodbye, heading off to catch the bus to school.

the day went by quickly as usual, although dahyun thinks that it would have been better if that boy from the other class with the perfect hair and charming smile stopped following you around and flirting with you. what was his name again? finn? felix? that didn’t matter. what mattered is that he was hitting on you, and dahyun was not happy with that. at all.

you see, dahyun may have this tiny crush on you. well to be fair who doesn’t. you’re probably the prettiest girl in the whole school, to dahyun at least. with your soft eyes that shone with attentiveness when you listened, your adorable pout matching with furrowed eyebrows when you didn’t understand the question, and your lovely personality filled with endless curiosity and selflessness, dahyun loved every part of you. well, maybe minus the fact that you were utterly and hopelessly dense.

ever since she came to the conclusion that she liked you, dahyun had been trying to drop hints here and there. first, she went the old-fashioned way of deliberately let her gaze linger on you and maintaining eye contact while you talked. not surprisingly, you were not aware of her intentions at all. you didn’t even catch her staring at you! therefore, she upped her game and proceeded with another approach of body contact. linking arms? check. holding hands? check. resting chin on your shoulder? check. she even moved to sit next to instead of across from you just so she could lean in to whisper answers in your ear. however, after all that, you still never questioned her sudden skinship towards you. though frustrated by your obliviousness, she didn’t give up and tried all means possible to show her interest in you. she even went as far as to search up corny pick-up lines to use on you. don’t remind her of how awfully cringy those lines were, but at least she got a laugh or two out from you.

yet after all those efforts, you still remained painfully oblivious. fortunately or not, dahyun had never been one to give up easily. with an optimistic mind, she hoped that today would bring some progress.

when dahyun arrived at the school library after classes ended, she was met with the disgusting scene of that boy (felix, she finally remembered), sitting beside you, shamelessly trying to engage you in a conversation. to nice for your own good, you simply nodded at his words with an awkward smile, our gaze never leaving the chemistry book on the table. you were obviously not enjoying his company, judging from your tapping foot and fidgeting hands, and dahyun was more than happy to step in.

‘hey, sorry im late. ready to go?’ with an easy smile, she walked up to the seat across from you, cutting off felix’s boring speech about his family.

‘dahyun!’ you let out a sigh of relief upon her arrival, ‘wait... where are we going? i thought we were gonna study, like usual.’

goddamnit why are you so dense? dahyun thought as she tried to calm down.

quickly composing herself, she started to help you pack your stuff as she said, ‘yeah we’re gonna study, but i found another place we should check out,’ pointedly looking at felix, she added, ‘there’s way less ‘disturbance’ there.’

luckily, you didn’t ask further questions and packed up. you tried to politely excuse yourself from felix, who looked like a deer caught in the headlights, but before you could, dahyun had already laced her fingers through yours and pulled you away from him.

‘are you mad?’ it wasn’t until you two made it out of the school did you spoke, voice small with a trace of guilt.

‘what? no!’ dahyun immediately stopped in her tracks, tightening her hold as she turned to face you. ‘why would you think that?’

‘you just seemed a bit angry just now... when you talked to felix.’

‘well i was just warding him off from you...’ she replied softly, but got worried when your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. ‘im not reading it wrong, am i. i-i thought you were kinda annoyed with him... aren’t you?’

you seemed caught off guard by her words, mouth opening and closing without a sound. this started to make dahyun nervous. this whole time, could she be flirting with someone who had eyes for another? could it be that you simply have no interest in her at all?

‘im so sorry if i was wrong. if you do like him i-‘

‘no you were right,’ you cut her off. ‘i actually have my eyes on someone else... though im not sure if they like me back.’

‘well um... who are they? if you don’t mind me asking,’ dahyun bit her lip anxiously as she asked.

‘it-it’s you,’ with a voice so soft dahyun barely heard, you replied bashfully. ‘i completely understand if you reject me tho. and i can also talk to mr. park to get me a new tutor if-‘

‘are you kidding me?’ dahyun said with a laugh. ‘i have been flirting with you for the past month! trust me i like you too, very very much.’

she chuckled when she saw how flustered you were, cheeks pink as you struggled to come up with a reply. it was worth it, dahyun decided, it was worth all those hours just to see you in such an adorable state.

‘it’s alright. now i know how dense you really are. we can work on that,’ she said with a wink, making you blush even harder now that you were aware of her intentions. with a bright smile, she pulled you along with her to continue your journey, but not without a few teasing remarks about your obliviousness.

mondays are kind of enjoyable, dahyun supposes, with you by her side.

#twice #dahyun #dahyun x reader #twice dahyun #twice fic #twice scenario

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vampexx · 4 years

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Thoughts on Luka and in general

Well, I have been working on an analysis for Luka’s character for a little while now and every time I worked on it, I just didn’t like the way it was turning out. As in, it wasn’t flowing well, it was super messy and patchy, and it was so long that I was losing track of all of the points I was planning on making....yes, that long. SO, I thought I would not only spare myself the headache, but that I would spare you guys too lol. So I just threw this together hoping it would sit better with me and luckily, it does :) .

I was going to make this post some grand master-analysis on my theories, thoughts and opinions of everything from characters, theories, different ships, etc. and yikes, that idea was scratched pretty quickly because someone who rambles as much as I do, that’s the worst decision ever lol I do not have the time nor patience for any of that mess lol.

Besides, most of what was in this post before I scrapped it has all been said before so I didn’t want to be repetitive.

So instead, I have decided to include mainly my new thoughts on Luka since coming to a different conclusion and stance on his character. The rest will be included, yes, but in the form of links to my other theories and opinions that I was planning including originally to some degree for anyone who may care what my opinion is.

With all that being said, let’s talk about my new found opinion of Luka.

I have always agreed with those that said that Luka’s character was flat, 2-dimensional and too “perfect” to be true. Now here’s the thing, while I was writing the scrapped analysis that was essentially going to reiterate those same things, I came to the conclusion that Luka is, in fact, not perfect.

For instance:

In the episode, “Silencer,” Marinette and Luka go to XY and his manager to defend Kitty Section when discovering their style and song were wrongfully stolen/ copied. Of course, Luka is a very reserved and subdued character so his flaws are more easily unnoticed at first glance. To spot his flaws, you have to look less at what he is doing (writing melodies, being compassionate, etc. you know, things that make him “perfect.”) and look more at what he is not doing. Back to my point in, “Silencer.” So, Marinette, as she normally does, is quick to defend and argue over the wrongful use of Kitty Section’s style and song. She ends up in a pretty heated argument with XY’s manager. Where is Luka, you ask? While he is in indeed angry like Marinette, but he is standing in the background not really helping nor backing her up in said argument when he arguably should have. Now, this is in fact a flaw. It is due to his non-confrontational and reserved nature that he does not get involved in the argument, neither to back up / defend Marinette, but also not to defend Kitty Section, his own band. He just let’s Marinette do all the arguing and talking while he’s just there watching, getting angrier and angrier, eventually being akumatized.

Granted, Luka has shown to be not as good with words as say maybe someone like Marinette. What I mean by that is, he usually seems to speak via music so maybe he struggles with verbal expression although that would contradict his poetic words in, “Silencer,” and compassionate words in, “Felix.” Not that expression primarily through music is a bad thing, it is easily endearing to his character however it can also be viewed as another “flaw,” being that he is not a communicator unlike Marinette, who sometimes over communicates lol. It’s pretty clear that Luka does have some nice choice of words to say, however when he does talk, he doesn’t say a whole lot as in, it’s fairly brief. Otherwise, he keeps to himself it seems. Now Luka’s lack of communication can be foreseen as kryptonite to the Lukanette ship, just as I have said above, Marinette is a communicator and not Luka. For someone like Marinette, that could easily be a “turn off” for her, who is a very (sometimes overly) outwardly expressive person, although sometimes not by choice lol.

I may not have found many flaws for Luka, however I feel it’s enough to combat the statement of his character being too “perfect.” I agree, he seems that way at first. Due to his “laid back,” and “go with the flow,” type nature, it’s easy to potentially misinterpret him as a “too good to be true,” type of character. To reiterate, his flaws can be more easily found in what he is not doing, rather than what he is doing. For comparison, a good example of someone having flaws based off of what they do/ their actions (as opposed to inaction) would be Kagami, basing this statement off of her vastly differing personality from Luka.

To sum up regarding Luka’s flaws, the ones that I have found so far are inaction, seemingly distant and disinterested (mentioned more in depth in link #2) and lack of general communication. Why he possesses those flaws are open to anyone’s interpretation. I for one, am not digging that deep.

Thus being why I have changed my opinion of Luka from being neither good nor bad, just generally indifferent to his character, to actually now being a Luka stan. Now, I’m not necessarily his biggest fan and I am certainly not a fan of Lukanette, but I’m ok with his character and I do stan Lukagami because they are both Adrien and Marinette’s mirrors, therefore they are also arguably yin and yang like Adrien and Marinette.

Now this post is titled, “Thoughts on Luka and in general.” Meaning, there are some other things I wanted to include that don’t necessarily involve Luka’s character.

1st being - As of the season 3 finale, I would like to state that no one is officially dating. Nothing official has happened. No one even kissed. 90% of Lukanette’s actions were essentially friendly, nothing too romantic. Marinette does not appear to really reciprocate Luka’s feelings (as backed by, “Luka as seen by Marinette,” video where she never mentions returning his feelings). Also, Adrigami didn’t officially happen either. Although a kiss was attempted, it did in fact fail on Adrien’s end. Some kids sat next to each other, hung out and ate ice cream which normally doesn’t suggest that people are dating. If anything at all romantic happened in the very end of the finale, it’s that the two pairs are in the, “testing the waters,” phase at best. No more no less, in my opinion.

Remember: The theme of the finale was, “You don’t always get what you want.” That doesn’t just apply to Adrien, Marinette and especially the fandom. It also applies to Kagami, Luka, Chloe, Hawkmoth, Mayra and hell, even Andre lol.

Let’s be honest, we’re not even guaranteed to pick up where we left off in the season 3 finale when season 4 starts.

2nd thing - Now that the peacock miraculous is fixed, I will be shocked if we don’t see the butterfly and peacock miraculous unified, and whatever fresh hell that will bring lol.

Third thing - The kiss in season 2 finale was not just friendly unless when a friend kisses you on the cheek, you look at them like this...

To which I must ask....are they just a friend lmao? (Lol sorry, don't @ me, trying to make a MLB pun....)

4th thing - I really don’t know which love square ship will be primary in season 4. Like, Adrien still loves Ladybug, obviously, and always will but seems to be taking a break from pursuing her romantically. It is also made crystal clear via a forgotten confession in, “Chat Blanc,” and through increasingly prominent heart eyes from Adrien that his, “more than friends,” feelings for Marinette are growing so much and so fast that they’re quickly reaching the point for him to no longer be able to ignore it. So Adrien, “changing his target,” will not shift to Kagami, rather it will shift to Marinette. I mean, there was no mention of Adrigami vs. Adrinette having a decided victor in season 4 like Lukanette vs. Adrinette, which leads me to think they will not only end first, but also end pretty early on in the season if the ship takes off officially at all, which is still unknown. Next, we have Marinette who is in a more complicated position. She believes that she cannot love Chat due to thinking, for what she knows to be some outrageous reason that she refuses to look into, “will end the world.” She is also trying to move on from Adrien, who obviously she will also never get over. So for Marinette it’s trickier because she feels like she can’t have either, while Adrien seems to get a simple shift in “targets.”

So how this love square business is going to play out in season 4 is kind of up in the air for me. Marichat is a possible route, where Adrien is pining for Marinette as Chat and Marinette is pining for Chat (while believing they can’t be together) however that makes it seem less likely. It could also be Adrinette, which I feel might be the most sensible route, because Adrien pining for Marinette after finally coming to terms with his feelings for her, and Marinette I guess then deciding to give them a shot romantically assuming Adrien confesses, otherwise if she is still trying to move on without knowing Adriens feelings for her, then I don’t know how well that would work. Ladrien I guess could work, like an unrequited love type deal although I don’t know how likely that is to happen given both main character’s head spaces. Ladynoir I expect, at least for most of the season, to be mostly platonic temporarily. Ladynoir, in my opinion, will probably be the last corner of the love square to be resolved, which I think will take place in the movie after season 4. So, yeah.....more than likely to be played out either via Marichat or Adrinette in my opinion.

That’s all I have to talk about for now....I have just been kind of sitting on those thoughts for a while. Now I will include the links as mentioned earlier:

Link 1) https://vampexx.tumblr.com/post/190128222840/just-my-opinion

Link 2) https://vampexx.tumblr.com/post/190054338050/uh-ohi-used-my-brain-againget-ready-lol

Link 3) https://vampexx.tumblr.com/post/189482028990/just-a-thought-there-are-spoilers-in-case

Link 4) https://vampexx.tumblr.com/post/189856458390/alright-sorry-but-im-gonna-be-salty-real

Sorry this was lengthy, but believe me, this is way better than what this post would have been originally lol. I’m still so tired after all that though...oh well. Worth it I guess.

Have a miraculous day and thank you for your patience!

#miraculous ladybug #ml analysis #luka couffaine #adrienette #adrinette #ladynoir #ladrien #marichat #adrien x marinette #adrien x ladybug #marinette x adrien #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #ml love square #love square #ramblings about miraculous ladybug #ml rambles #vampexx

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Psycho (Chap. 12)

prepare to be unsatisfied :)

Felix was startled awake that morning by the unexpected ringing of his phone, causing him to immediately bolt up in bed at the sound. It wasn’t out of the ordinary, of course. He had been receiving phone calls just as much as Jack had over the past few days, but for some reason this particular call put him on edge. He wasn’t really sure why, probably something of a gut reaction he presumed.

Picking up and turning the device over in his hands, he sat shocked for a moment before blinking in surprise. He recognized this number. It was from the Brighton police station. Okay, he expected this. He had expected this. Just relax, calm your voice, sound unknowing. He knew how to put on a face for others. This wouldn’t be difficult.

“Hello, this is Felix,” He answered, sounding as if nothing in his life had gone ary in the past couple weeks. He sounded pleasant, restrained. Normal.

“Hello, this is Felix Kjellburg I presume?” A woman on the line asked.

“You’d presume correctly,”

“This is officer Richmand. When would you be available to come in for questioning?” She asked. He expected this. He had expected this. Calm. Play dumb.

“Questioning? Why would you need me to come in for questioning?” He asked. He sounded confused, genuinely so.

“We are investigating the disappearance of a friend of yours, Sean McLoughlin, and we would like you to come in for questioning. Again, when would you be available?” She explained. Felix thought about it for a moment, practically. Refusing questioning would seem suspicious, but putting it off for too long might seem suspicious as well. He couldn’t leave Jack alone for more than a day, and he definitely couldn’t bring him with. He had just gotten him ready to eat. Taking him back to Brighton would just start the whole process all over again. He didn’t want to have to drive all the way back again, but…

“The earliest I can be there is 3 in the afternoon,” He responded.

“Perfect. We’ll be ready for you then,” At that she hung up the phone.

He made sure not to act like anything was wrong, working along with the same routine he and Jack had come accustomed to. He began moving out of bed at the regular time, freshened himself up as he always did, prepared breakfast for the both of them as he had planned to start doing, and brought it to Jack. Again, he brought a pill with him. Originally unplanned, but it was needed today. He held it out again.

“Didn’t I take a pill yesterday?” Jack asked, seeming confused, “I had a full rest. I don’t really need to take another one.”

“You weren’t sleeping properly for days, Jack. One little pill helped you get some rest, sure, but you need another pill to get fully rested,” Felix explained. It wasn’t really a lie, not at all actually. Even if he didn’t originally plan to give Jack the pill more than once, his reasoning for giving it a second time was still sound. It wasn’t a lie, he would never lie.

At that, Jack took the pill without another word and the two ate together in silence. The events followed as they had yesterday. Jack fell asleep after finishing his meal, Felix laid him to rest on the mattress, and at that he gathered his things and got back into his car. He had to remove the branches and leaves off of it again, and he sighed exasperatedly at the fact that he’d have to pull up the grass again so as to cover the tire tracks he had made. Still, it needed to be done. It would get done, eventually. Getting back onto the paved road, and double checking one last time to make sure he had everything he needed, he started the long, long drive back to Brighton. Since he had chosen this location and after they had arrived here, this was the first time Felix found himself regretting the location he chose. Nevertheless, the distance from Brighton served its purpose, and therefore couldn’t be changed. It didn’t make it any easier, though.

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As he had planned out, Felix arrived at the police station right on schedule. He blinked tiredly, his mind numb from having driven so many hours by himself. He stretched and yawned, shaking his head as he tried to alert himself. He couldn’t be tired yet. He wasn’t even halfway done.

He stepped out of the car and made his way towards the door to the police station, looking up for a moment at his surroundings as he neared the door. He froze. A van, Mark’s van, parked at the side of the parking lot. He looked in through the glass door. Was Mark here? Was Mark in the building? No one was in the waiting area. If Mark was here, he must also be in for questioning. Felix cursed under his breath and hoped that Mark would be gone before Felix left. He had planned for the possibility of the police bringing him in, he hadn’t planned for the prospect of seeing Mark. He didn’t want to see Mark, not ever again. Of course Mark would be here. He was always a problem. He was always a fucking problem. Felix’s plan was perfectly laid out from start to finish. Of course Mark had to try and fuck it up some how.

Pushing aside his feelings of annoyance, Felix put on a worried face as he entered the station. Just act the part and everything will be fine. For the next couple hours, he was to be a worried friend, who had gone out camping the day after they went out to dinner, and hadn’t learned of Jack’s disappearance until today. He had experience doing this. He had put on a face for days before, as he had done at the more recent convention, doing it for a few hours wouldn’t be difficult at all.

He was greeted in the waiting room by two police officers. They wasted no time in taking him into the back of the police station, through two doors, and into a room for questioning. Felix sat down at the table and began wringing his hands together to seem nervous and worried. Acting. It wasn’t long before an officer entered the room and sat across from him at the table.

“Hello, Felix,” The officer started, his voice showing no sign of any particular emotion at the moment, “My name is officer Dunnoh, and I’ll be conducting this interview. I’m just going to ask you some questions about the recent disappearance of Sean. I heard he was a friend of yours?” He asked.

“Yes, he’s a very good friend of mine,” Felix replied, sounding worried. He cast his eyes down to the table, as if lost in thought, “I didn’t even know he was missing,” He said quietly, yet loud enough for the officer to hear.

“You didn’t know Sean was missing?” Dunnoh asked. Felix nodded, “Have you not communicated with your friends for the last couple days?” He asked.

“No, unfortunately. I took a camping trip the night after we had dinner, up near Callander. I wasn’t even checking my phone over the last couple days,” Felix paused to curse under his breath, visibly distraught, “I hadn’t even checked my phone till this morning.”

“So you had no knowledge of Sean’s disappearance?” Dunnoh asked to confirm.

“None at all,” Felix shook his head dejectedly. Officer Dunnoh sat back for a moment, seeming to think.

“Did you drive all the way back here after you were called this morning?” Dunnoh asked. Felix nodded. At that, the officer looked him up and down.

“That’s why you look so tired,” Dunnoh muttered, “Alright, these questions are gonna be pretty short then. No need to feel worried, Mr. Kjellburg,” He commented, picking up a sheet of paper and reading over it briefly, “Can you tell me where you went to dinner before you went camping?”

“We went out to eat at Marty’s,” Felix answered.

“Who all was at the event?”

“Myself and my friends,”

“Sean was engaged to your friend Mark, as I’m sure you know. Can you tell me about their relationship?”

“Well,” Felix paused for a moment, trailing off, “It seemed like they had a good relationship,” He looked down as he spoke, seeming lost in thought.

“It seemed like it? What made you unsure?” Dunnoh asked.

“Nothing really, but… I don’t know. I knew they were getting married, but maybe they just weren’t as in love as everyone thought they were,” Felix sighed, looking back up at Dunnoh as he did so. Dunnoh simply nodded in response.

“Are you good friends with Mark?” Dunnoh asked.

“Our friendship is okay. Not good, not bad,”

“Alright, I just have one last question for you. Do you know where Sean is?” Dunnoh asked. Felix silently shook his head, looking down sorrowfully.

“I don’t,” He said.

“Do you know where he might be?”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know that either,” Felix looked up at the officer through worrisome eyes, “I wish there was more I could do,” Dunnoh shook his head slightly.

“It’s alright, son. You’ve answered my questions, that’s all we need you to do. Thank you for cooperating,” He said, “That concludes our interview. Keep your spirits up, Mr. Kjellburg,” He said, and with that officer Dunnoh stood up from the table and left the room.

A few moments later, the same officers from the waiting room came back and escorted Felix back out to the waiting room. Before exiting the building, Felix glanced over at where Mark’s van had been before. It was gone now. Mark’s interview must have ended during the time Felix’s interview was taking place. Oh, thank god. With that, Felix made his way to his car, having full peace of mind that he knew he wouldn’t have to interact with Mark today, or possibly ever again.

Even at his convenience, what he would have given to be able to see Mark as he was now. Broken, lost, hurting. He almost felt tempted to drive by Mark’s house just to get the chance of catching a glimpse of him, but he knew better. Still, the thought of Mark as a broken man now entertained him greatly as he began to make his way back onto the road.

Before leaving town, he stopped quickly to grab an energy drink before he left the city limits, hoping it would keep him awake for the long, long drive back to the shop. As he drove, he couldn’t help but imagine how Mark must look and feel now. It entertained him greatly, thankfully keeping his mind active and alert as he drove.

Still, the thought could only entertain him so much. For the last hour of driving and as he finally pulled in behind the shop, he could feel exhaustion pulling at his arms, at his whole body, begging him to rest. He dragged his feet as he marched back into the shop, finally collapsing into a deep sleep once he reached his mattress. Things would return to normal in the morning.

#psycho #psycho story #chapter 12

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sage-nebula · 4 years

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mannnnn thank you for validating my dimitri salt because the fandom take of (usually f!)byleth """saving""" him with their (usually her) """warm hand""" etc. etc. gives me the heebie jeebies. i get that there's a lot of young people in this fandom who haven't necessarily worked out yet that no one should feel responsible for "changing" their significant other! but seeing it everywhere is annoying and i'd rather be over here in my own private salt mine, thank you very much >:(

You are very welcome. Putting the rest of my response under a cut so those who don’t wish to see this don’t have to.

First off, as a disclaimer, I just want to say: I don’t think you necessarily have to be young to be attracted to the “power of love saves all” trope, and I am also a firm believer that you can enjoy something in fiction without endorsing / liking it in real life. I myself am a fan of some dark tropes; I love drama and angst, and I have been known to put characters into downright awful situations that I would never want anyone to suffer through in real life. Fiction serves many purposes, but one of those purposes is to allow people to explore ideas that are dark or terrible in safe avenues that hurt no one. This is why there has been fiction that depicts things like gruesome murders, for example, for centuries. People who write books about murderers (usually) don’t actually murder people themselves, nor do they want anyone to be murdered. They’re just telling a story they thought might be interesting, and others who enjoy that type of story (but also probably aren’t murderers and wouldn’t want to murder anyone in real life) are reading it. So it’s entirely possible that people who are drawn to the idea of F!Byleth “saving” Dimitri from his “darkness” with the power of her love are adults, and are also people who wouldn’t go for that sort of thing in real life. That’s completely possible, and I don’t begrudge those people for it. You do you, and all that. If that’s your type of thing, great. More power to you.

But as you’ve gathered from your posts, I personally don’t like it at all.

I haven’t finished Azure Moon yet, but so far I hate … pretty much everything about the way Dimitri’s character has shaken out, and how his relationship with Byleth is being forced now. Because let’s get one thing clear: Dimitri’s feelings that Byleth “saved” him are almost as much of a 180 as his feelings regarding not wanting to kill Edelgard, with potentially even less explanation if you can swallow that he, for some reason, believed that Patricia was the first Flame Emperor because Cornelia (enemy and known liar) said so as she was dying right off the bat without any proof to back up the claim. When Dimitri first saw Byleth after five years, he at first thought they were a ghost, and then accused them of being a spy, and THEN went on to say that he didn’t really care either way so long as he could keep murdering people (and still later said that he would “use [Byleth] and [their] friends until [their] flesh fell from their bones” so, yikes). It wasn’t until Dimitri saw Dedue that there was any sign of his behavior changing even slightly. Dedue’s reunion got the romantic sounding music. Dedue brought out the softness in Dimitri. Dedue comes across as a far more natural love interest for Dimitri than Byleth ever could. Once Rodrigue kicks the bucket, Dimitri still pushes Byleth away until he breaks down into a Woe Is Me speech and Byleth offers their hand. At that point Dimitri’s gratitude and fondness for Byleth begins being pushed very hard, in a way that feels unnatural and unrealistic given how he’d behaved up until that point. If Dimitri had been more broken up and touched at Byleth’s reappearance after five years, sure, maybe. But as it stands it feels unnatural, and leads me as a player to believe that Byleth flat out just did not mean as much to Dimitri as they meant to Claude or especially Edelgard.

But all of that—the bad writing, of which there are other instances in Azure Moon, to the point where in my opinion this feels like the Conquest of Three Houses—is a minor issue. The bigger issue is the fact that the game pushes that we’re supposed to sympathize with Dimitri and see him as a tragically heroic figure when I … don’t, at all, for multiple reasons.

The first, and perhaps biggest, issue is the way his trauma and mental illness is being used by the narrative as the defining reason for why we should sympathize with him. Dimitri was traumatized when he was about fourteen by seeing his parents, friends, and others killed brutally in front of him during the Tragedy in Duscur. (Note that in this same incident Dedue witnessed GENOCIDE CARRIED OUT ON HIS PEOPLE, HIS FAMILY MURDERED RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM, but the trauma that he should have from this is basically never touched upon, and instead he acts as though people from Faerghus—you know, the kingdom that COMMITTED GENOCIDE AGAINST HIS PEOPLE—should not associate with him lest it stain their reputations. Hmm. Hmmm.) Somehow, at the tender age of fourteen, Dimitri went on a brutal killing tirade during this incident, delighting in bloodshed, which understandably disturbed and traumatized Felix (whose own brother was slain during that incident, mind, albeit not by Dimitri obviously), who then cut ties with him, not wanting to be friends with someone like that anymore. (Note: Everyone acts as though Felix was the bad one for this, rather than thinking it reasonable to not want to be friends with someone who delights in murder and bloodshed.) As a result of all of this, Dimitri regularly hallucinates the ghosts of his dead relatives and friends, and devotes his entire life to avenging them by murdering whoever was responsible for the Tragedy of Duscur, as well as whoever gets in his way of accomplishing that. (Note: “Who was responsible” is something Dimitri will accept with basically no evidence. He believes Edelgard was responsible because she called herself the Flame Emperor and wore a similar outfit to the one he saw back then. Never mind that she is his age and thus was also a fourteen-year-old child at the time; no, he believes she must have magically made herself the size of an adult and was capable of killing not only her own mother, but also his father (who carried a Hero’s Relic!) and countless others. Because that makes sense.)

So. It’s clear that Dimitri has deep-seated trauma, and it’s understandable that he would have trauma from such a grisly, horrible event. It is also true that not everyone reacts to trauma in the same way, and that there is a definite stigma against those who don’t react to their trauma in ways that people can twist to be “cute” or “endearing”. I’ve talked about the Good Survivor vs. Bad Survivor dichotomy among fans on my blog before, and I stand by everything that I said. However, there are several key points to keep in mind:

Not all behaviors can be classed as just “Good” or “Bad”, and furthermore, even if two behaviors are agreed upon to be “Bad”, that doesn’t mean they’re on the same scale. Being asocial and snapping verbally at people isn’t the behavior of a “Good” Survivor, but it’s also not nearly as bad as actually murdering people and doing it as slowly and painfully as possible. Getting on someone’s case because their trauma makes them reluctant to socialize or trust isn’t the same as calling them out for torturing people to death. This shouldn’t have to be said, but this is tumblr, so I’m going to say it.

Succinctly, a shitty past does not excuse a shitty present. Yes, Dimitri was traumatized. No, this DOES NOT justify his actions even before the timeskip, much less after it. Similarly, Dimitri lampshading that his behavior is bad and calling himself ~a monster~ doesn’t make it better, either. If anything, it makes it worse, because Dimitri knows that what he’s doing is horrible and he continues to do it anyway. Just because you’ve been traumatized (rather through a single incident or years of abuse or whatever) doesn’t give you a free pass to do whatever you want. You are accountable for your actions and behaviors, always. Trauma may explain why you behave the way you do, but it does not excuse it.

The problem with the narrative portrayal of Dimitri on Azure Moon (and arguably Verdant Wind as well, since we had an Alas Poor Dimitri moment when he was killed on Verdant Wind despite him literally calling for the deaths of everyone on the field in that path, straight up telling Claude to his face that he was going to kill him) is that the game pretty much flat out tells you that you should sympathize with Dimitri because of his trauma. Oh sure, Felix calls Dimitri “the boar prince” and routinely chews him out, but if you tell Felix that you’re not going to talk to Dimitri shortly after the timeskip, Felix tells you to “not give up so easily” and that Dimitri surrendered his humanity in pursuit of becoming a better killer, as if that’s supposed to make him sympathetic. Rodrigue tells Byleth that he wishes that he had the courage to “scold” Dimitri, but doesn’t actually do anything about it. And every single person present, including both Rodrigue and Gilbert, go along with whatever Dimitri wants, even when what he wants ignores the problem of the fact that Faerghus citizens are starving to death in the streets because of the situation in the capital. Dimitri flat out tells EVERYONE that he is all but abdicating his duties as king in the name of revenge, but rather than Rodrigue or someone else experienced coming to the logical conclusion taht he is therefore no longer fit to be king and relieving him of those duties (not necessarily violently; I doubt he would have put up an argument), they instead just go, “welp, nothing we can do about it we guess” and go along with what he wants, leaving the people to suffer, because Dimitri is of the Blaiddyd bloodline and, well, he’s a sad boy and they feel bad for him.

I shouldn’t have to say it, but I’m going to: This is disgusting. It’s disgusting that Dimitri’s trauma is used as a way to try to make the player feel bad for him despite the atrocities he commits time and again right there on screen. When Byleth first returns to the monastery after five years, it’s to find that he’s decorated the place with Empire soldier corpses. Byleth has to mercy kill Randolph before Dimitri can rip out his eyes, something Dimitri grows angry with them for. Dimitri says, immediately after that, the line that has stuck with me: “I’ll use you and your friends until your flesh falls from your bones.” He’s told that the people in Fhirdiad are starving and dying in the streets and need help and he flat out says he doesn’t care. He relishes in bloodshed and crows at every opportunity about how he wants to kill. While both Claude and Edelgard look regretful about the battle at Gronder Field, Dimitri just once again roars about how he wants his soldiers to kill every single person present. And through it all, we’re told that this is okay and we should forgive and feel sorry for him because he’s traumatized. It’s not really his fault, it’s just, ooh, that darn trauma!

As someone who has C-PTSD from years and years of abuse, I can’t begin to tell you how much narratives like this infuriate me. Those of us with trauma aren’t mindless infants who are unaware of our surroundings and incapable of controlling our behavior. When I say “a shitty past doesn’t excuse a shitty present” and “traumatized individuals are responsibel for their behavior,” I say that from the perspective of someone with trauma that affects me to this day. My abuse was such that sometimes I still have nightmares about my biological mother that leave me dazed and distracted for the whole day. I’ve really been through it. But I’m also 100% responsible for my own behavior. It’s my responsibility, and no one else’s, to make sure that I don’t hurt others. If I do something wrong, that’s on me, and my trauma will never excuse or justify it.

So for the narrative of Three Houses to act as though Dimitri’s rampant murder, (attempted) torture, and love for bloodshed and violence is excusable and forgivable because of his trauma is infuriating to me. It’s infuriating to me how, after that insipid ~warm hand~ moment, Dimitri launches into constant Woe Is Me speeches where we’re meant to reassure him that it’s okay that he committed so many murders for no reason other than to quench his blood thirst, it’s okay that he wanted to use his former friends as meat shields to get what he wanted, it’s okay he abandoned his people to die in the streets, that he’s still a good and worthy king and ~just what Faerghus needs~. We’re supposed to see his return to Fhirdiad as a good thing, an inspiring moment. We’re supposed to side with him when he (I assume) later acts the hypocrite by telling Edelgard that People Dying Is Wrong and that she should surrender to him instead. (Never mind that deaths caused by Edelgard’s actions were caused as a result of a war that was necessary to take down the Church of Seiros, which actually had been ruling all of Fodlan under the guise of letting the different territories rule themselves for ages, while Dimitri just killed Empire soldiers for his own blood thirst and revenge, but you know. If you ask most of the people in the fandom, Saint Didi can do no wrong.)

But the thing is, all of that is bullshit. It wasn’t okay that he committed so many murders for the sake of his own revenge fantasies and blood lust. It wasn’t okay that he wanted his former friends to be his meat shields. It wasn’t okay that he abandoned his people. None of that was okay. And I don’t want to sit here and console him and make him feel better just because he apologies and cries about how he’s The Biggest Monster Ever as a result of his actions. Because a.) his actions were monstrous, and b.) that’s an emotionally manipulative tactic, and I’m here for none of it.

Before I go any further, let me state flat out: I’m not calling Dimitri an emotional abuser. I don’t think that was the intent behind those Woe Is Me pity parties of his, from a writing standpoint, and therefore that’s not what he’s thinking he’s doing when he goes on them. I will call Dimitri many things, including a murderer, but I won’t call him an emotional abuser because I don’t think that was the intent in the writing. However, regardless of whether that was the intent in the writing or not, it doesn’t change the fact that one of the oldest tricks in the emotional manipulation book is, when emotional manipulators / abusers are called out on their behaviors and forced to answer to the things they’ve done, they’ll flip the script and start degarding themselves and talking about how awful they are so their victims end up comforting them. A very basic demonstration of what I mean:

Victim: “It really hurts me when you act like you can’t trust me and go through my phone to see who I’ve been talking to. I feel like my privacy is being violated and like you think I’m dishonest.”

Manipulator: “You’re right, I know I should trust you more. I just get so insecure and scared that you’ll leave me.”

Victim: “I know you deal with insecurity, but that doesn’t give you a right to go through my things. It really upsets me when you do this.”

Manipulator: “I know, I’m such a horrible person. I’m the worst partner. You deserve so much better than me, I understand that you hate me, I’m just the worst and am absolutely useless and terrible and not fit to be even your friend, much less your partner.”

Victim: “No, wait, that’s not true …”

And on and on. Even if they pepper in “I’m sorry”s in there, it’s never once a genuine apology, because they spend so much time tearing themselves down in an exaggerated fashion that the victim feels like they have to comfort the person who hurt them. Similarly, when Dimitri goes on his speeches about how he’s ~unworthy to be king~ or a monster or whatever, the answer choices given are Byleth comforting him one way or the other. We’re never given an option (beyond telling Felix we won’t talk to Dimitri right after the time skip) to tell Dimitri that he is awful, that he doesn’t deserve to be king, or really to revoke our support in any way at all. And because Byleth is not given that option, the narrative is telling us that the correct “choice” (because there really isn’t one) is to sympathize with and empower Dimitri despite how heinous is behavior is. Because Dimitri was traumatized, poor thing, and thus it’s okay that he brutally murdered all those people for no reason other than his own satisfaction.

(Note: The game never once says “revenge is wrong because it just breeds more revenge.” Even though it seemed like they were going that way with Randolph and Fleche, it’s not Fleche wanting to murder Dimitri that makes Dimitri realize that what he’s been doing is fucked up, it’s Rodrigue dying defending him from Fleche. So even if you wanted to say that Dimitri being blood thirsty and out for revenge was meant to teach him a lesson about how he should behave, it’s not, because that’s not a lesson he ever actually picks up on.)

And that finally ties into what I think you were driving at in your ask (boy, I’ve been at this for a long time), which is the narrative of someone “saving” someone else with their love. By telling the player that they, as Byleth, should excuse and forgive Dimitri for his atrocities because he was traumatized and sad, the narrative (and all the characters in the narrative) are basically pushing Byleth to be Dimitri’s therapist. And as I said in the tags on one of my Azure Moon hate posts (or maybe on twitter, I can’t remember, it all blends together), I am not here for that.

Aside from the fact that both Edelgard and Claude seem to genuinely care for Byleth the whole way through, the other primary difference between them and Dimitri is the fact that Byleth doesn’t have to play therapist for either of them. Claude, for the most part, doesn’t have any major traumas; he did have to grow up being outcasted for being mixed race, and that is its own kind of trauma which I am in NO WAY diminishing, but that trauma he faced was the more realistic type of trauma that people in real life face every day. He is still the most well-adjusted of the three. As for Edelgard, she is in my opinion even more traumatized than Dimitri, but not only is her trauma handled in such a way that it’s never used as an excuse for her behavior (the experiences that traumatized her helped her form the beliefs that spur her actions, but her actions always route back to those beliefs, not to “ghosts made me do it”), but she also pretty much keeps her trauma to herself as best she can and never hinges her emotional stability on Byleth. Yes, Byleth’s presence helps balance Edelgard since Byleth is a secondary confidant and can therefore offer counter-influence to Hubert’s toxic influence (not bashing Hubert here, I’m just saying, he is the WORST influence), but although it’s made clear that Edelgard deeply missed Byleth for the past five years to the point of lamenting about it constantly to the rest of the Black Eagle Strike Force, she also kept her shit together and didn’t wantonly murder people as a result of Byleth’s absence. When she comes to Byleth with issues, they’re usually tactics or strategy related. Byleth is only ever able to learn about Edelgard’s past in late night moments of emotional vulnerability, such as after a nightmare. And even then, Edelgard sharing those moments is less “HEAL MY PAST TRAUMA AND MAKE ME BETTER, PROFESSOR” and more “okay, I trust you enough to tell you this.” It’s not about helping stabilize Edelgard, it’s about earning enough of Edelgard’s trust to learn of her past.

This is in stark contrast to Dimitri, who, again, is completely off his shits, and him being off his shits is treated as a problem that Byleth (/the player) needs to “fix.” Felix tells you to do something about Dimitri. Rodrigue asks you to steer Dimitri in a better direction. Gilbert and Dedue both thank you for “saving” Dimitri even before he finishes being off his shits. The Azure Moon route is about forcing Byleth into the position of therapist and having them do emotional labor for Dimitri, which is hilarious if you think about how Byleth didn’t even start having emotions until teaching at the academy, but also unbelievably aggravating to me, as a player, because I don’t want to be a therapist for a murderous sadboy. I don’t like Dimitri. I don’t approve of his actions or behaviors. And I don’t give a shit what his reasons are for it. I’m not here to be his therapist or do that emotional labor, and I shouldn’t have to be. No one should have to be, except a paid therapist, and only because they’re being paid and have agreed to take on the job. But even then, Dimitri is still his own responsiblity. He is a grown fucking man. It shouldn’t be my or anyone else’s job to do this for him. Neither Edelgard or Claude (or Yuri, for that matter, in Cindered Shadows) required this much emotional labor and bullshit, for fucksake.

But of course, in all of this, I think what gets me more than anything present in the entire game is the fact how, from what I’ve seen, people in fandom by and large worship Dimitri and bend themselves into pretzels painting him as heroic while simultaneously spitting bile at Edelgard and making her out to be a villain. The contrast in their respective pages on TV Tropes is stark. I know I shouldn’t be surprised, given that Edelgard is a woman (and a queer woman, at that) and Dimitri is a blond white boy, and that’s just the way these things tend to be, but it still pisses me off and frustrates me to no end. Fandoms are simultaneously the best and worst of times and this will likely never change. (But honestly, if Edelgard’s role was filled by the blond white pretty boy while Dimitri’s was filled by the woman, I guarantee you that reception to them would be flipped right around. Guarantee.)

Anyway, this turned into a huge rant. I didn’t even expect it to be this long when I started writing. But suffice to say that while I’ve not yet finished Azure Moon, it’s currently my least favorite of the routes I’ve played (best is Crimson Flower, then Cindered Shadows because shut up I’m counting it, then Verdant Wind, and then Azure Moon; I’m ignoring the existence of Silver Snow since I cannot imagine ever not siding with Edelgard when I’ve chosen the Black Eagles), and I cannot stand Didi. He is the worst of the House Leaders by far. Considering how much he has in common with Rhea, it shouldn’t be surprising I feel this way about him, but boy, do I feel this way about him. So go ahead and feel validated, anon. You will not find Didi or Azure Moon love on this blog. You are not alone in this, trust.

#this got so long wow #but i mean every word #fucking hate azure moon and cannot stand Dimitri #this is a Didi Alexandre hate blog #(well not really since dedicating a blog to hatred for a fictional character is stupid but)#(you know what I mean)#also it really is fucked up how Didi's trauma over the Tragedy at Duscur is highlighted so much #and he's treated as being so tragic because of it #but Dedue watching his people be genocided and then being discriminated against for his race #is like . . . completely glossed over #and he's OKAY with it and encourages The Whites not to interact with him lest their rep be tarnished #and also is okay with it bc of White Savior Didi #g o d #fucking nasty #worst route #(again not counting Silver Snow in rankings bc I won't play it bc what is the point)#(how could anyone side with Rhea over Edelgard)#(that route doesn't exist tyvm)#anyway #rant over now i promise #fire emblem: three houses #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #Anonymous #meta

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Human

A/n: Again not requested but I wanted to do it. Requests are open btw!

WARNINGS: swearing, bangchan being freaking swoon worthy

Member: Bangchan ft. Seungmin (and obviously a couple other members)

Summary: Your friend (we are just gonna call her Irene idfk) had this huge crush on your brother's friend, who you didn't really know that well but you were really chill with everyone and you agreed to help her. Over time you slowly inch yourselves into your brothers friend group, but what happens when feelings go different ways.

Genre: student au, school au, dancer reader!au, fluff, angst towards the end.

Get ready. This is about to be long. Part 2?

(Also I honestly should be writing my next chapter for my fic on quotev or doing hw but I'm doing this instead. Love that.)

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"He is just so cool! Why won't you help me?" Your friend Irene pleaded from her spot on your bed. I lay on my bedroom floor with my legs propped up against the wall. Her long hair fell off the side of my bed as I looked over at my bestfriend since fourth grade.

"I don't even know him!" She sighed, clearly distraught. "He's friends with your little brother, right?" I scoffed. My brother Jeongin had immediately befriended the boy whomst our conversation was about. The boy in question was a senior exchange student at our school named Bangchan, but my brother only referred to him as Chan. "How the hell am I supposed to get him to-" "I'll buy you sushi from the corner store every friday."

"Really?" I flipped over to send her an intense stare. "Really." Irene returned the look with a smile. "Every other day." She looked up in thought, probably imagining her wallet screaming. "Deal!" I scooted over and we did our bestfriend handshake.

"YAH! YANG JEONGIN!" I screamed at my little brother, causing Irene to laugh beside me. "WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?" My brother yelled from what what sounded like downstairs. I heard laughter as well which meant he probably had a couple of the boys over. I motioned for Irene to follow downstairs.

Before we could finish descending the staircase, I stopped in my tracks, causing Irene to bump into me. "Y/n what the hell-- Oh." I could practically hear the smirk in her voice. He sat in my living room looking ironically perfect. The boy who I had painstakingly had a crush on since the fourth grade. My brother sat with him and our friend Jisung on the couch. I still don't understand why he affects me this much. I hang out with him, Jisung, my brother, and our friend Felix all the time.

"Oh, hey Y/n!" Kim Seungmin said with a smile that cause his eyes to crinkle on the sides. "Uh- I- Hi!" Something about him caused me to turn from my usual cool character into a lovesick little girl. The worst part was I didn't mind. "Did you want something, noona?" My brother asked, grabbing my attention again.

"Oh. Yeah, are you guys going to practice tonight?" Seungmin, Felix, and his friend Changbin were all on the football team. The boys would go to all the games and practices to support them and occasionally I would come along (for the view). They nodded and told us they were leaving in about ten minutes. "You mind if we tag along?" Jisung quickly agreed with me and said he would drive us.

"Great! We'll be back in a sec!" I quickly shoved Irene back up the stairs and tossed her a pair of my jeans before trading out my sweatpants for another pair of denim pants. "Why are we going to the practice again?" I threw on a crop top and a light oversized jean jacket. "All of the boys go to support the team. Also I would like an excuse to stare at Seungmin without anyone finding out that I think he is hotter than Minho thinks his reflection is." She chuckled and grabbed a crop hoodie from my closet, knowing I was used to her borrowing my clothes.

The two of us rushed downstairs and got into Jisung's jeep, which he and I often went off roading in after a heavy rain. As we got out of the car, Seungmin came to walk beside me. While he had to leave to get changed, we followed the other boys up into the bleachers and to a pair of boys I vaguely recognized sitting in the middle of the risers. While my brother and Jisung sat next to them, Irene and I sat on the riser below them.

"Chan, Woojin you remember my sister." I looked at the boy my brother identified as Chan and immediately realized why Irene was so infatuated by him as he shook my hand. He was obviously older than us, most likely a fourth year, yet he had this youthful glow about him. He had a bright smile with a cute pair of dimples and fluffy dirty blonde hair. "I'm Y/n and this is my friend, Irene." He smiled at me, his dimples showing as he greeted the both of us. The six of talked as we waited for the team to come out.

"That is the worst name you could possibly have in a high school!" Bangchan laughed. "I'm not lying! My Pre-Cal teacher's name actually is Mrs. Head!" I tried to convince them through laughs that I was indeed telling the truth. "No way!" Irene wiped a tear from her cheek, smiling ear to ear. "The worst part about it is that she's a mouth breather too." With that Jisung laughed so hard he fell backwards between the riser and the ground, effectively causing his butt to become stuck. Everyone but my brother couldn't stop laughing. He just look at us in confusion.

"I don't get it." Jisung leant up about to whisper in my brother's ear. "Hey! Let's save some of his innocence." Chan breathed out between laughs. The coach's whistle sounded and the team came out. We all cheered, but the rest of the group soon went back to their conversation. I however was fixated on player number Six, Seungmin.

"Yeah! Go, Seungmin!" I shouted after he caught a pass from Changbin in a scrimmage down field. I thought I felt someone looking at me, but when I turned all I saw was Bangchan who was watching Irene and Woojin talk about choir. Shrugging it off, I went back to watching the practice.

The coach signaled the team to go in about an hour and a half later, and by then we were the only people left in the stands. My friends moved to the back of the bleachers to wait for our other friends, but I stayed and walked to the fence that lead to the field. Immediatley I spotted Seungmin as he ran towards me taking off his helmet, a huge smile across his face. "Hey, Mr. All Star." I said as he reached me, wrapping and arm around me over the waist high fence. "What's up, Twinkle Toes?"

I blushed at his nickname for me. Ever since he found out I studied ballet, he has held the only girly thing about me over my head for the past four years. I looked down as he laughed at my reaction, blush creeping to my cheeks. "Wait for me?" I nodded and he jogged off to the locker rooms.

I couldn't keep the smile off my face as I walked back to my friends. As I rounded the corner I saw Felix and Changbin were already with everyone. As soon as he saw me he screamed, "Y/N!" The blonde boy sprinted towards me, lifting me over his shoulder and spinning me in circles. "FELIX IF YOU DON'T PUT ME DOWN RIGHT FUCKING NOW I WILL SCRATCH OFF EACH OF YOUR FRECKLES WITH THE REMAINDER OF YOUR GAME CONSOLE!" He laughed, placing me with two feet on the ground.

His smile disappeared when he pulled away and saw the scowl still on my face. "Oh shit. Are you really mad at me?" I smacked him upside the head and broke into a smile. "Ehhh! I knew it! Honorary Aussie Activate!" We high fived each other and screamed, "AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE, OI OI OI!"

Everyone except for probably Chan and Woojin ignored the two of us, used to our relationship. Soon Seungmin joined us and we all stood outside the stadium talking. With the night getting later, a cool breeze started to blow and I started to shiver. "Are you cold?" Chan asked. I shook my head no, but felt something being put around my shoulders. I turned to see Seungmin next to me wrapping his Letterman around my shoulders.

I blushed and pulled the fabric closer to my body. Far too soon, it was getting close to Jisung's curfew and he was our ride, therefore we all went our separate ways and headed home. When we dropped her off, Irene pulled me aside and said, "Do you think you could maybe hang out with Bangchan a little more and get some info for me?" I shrugged. He seemed like a pretty cool guy anyway. She smiled and kissed my cheek telling me to text her tomorrow morning.

I got back in my spot up front with Jisung and he drove us back to our house. Before I could get out of the car, Jisung stopped me. I turned to find him tapping his turned cheek. "I want a goodbye like Irene!" He whined. "You want to know how a girl kisses?" His eyes went wide for a second and then the sophomore vigorously nodded. I could see my brother shift in the backseat. I grabbed his cheek and gave it a long wet lick. "EWWWW Y/N!" He wiped his cheek with his sleeve as Jeongin and I laughed.

"Bye, Jisung!" I called back as we entered the house. Going up to my room, I changed into pjs and got ready for bed. Before I could get under the covers, my phone dinged with a notification. Picking up the device from my night stand, I opened Messenger.

UNKNOWN: hiii🙂 umm it's Chan! Ur brother gave me ur number

Y/n: Um Heyy! Why did you need my number?

Channie: Well u see I have this project for my musical composition class that deals with mixing two art forms that dont normally mix. And Jeongin told me u do ballet. I was wondering if u could help me?😅🙏

He was literally making free sushi the easiest thing ever. He would finish his project, Irene could get her info. It was a Win, Win, and Free Sushi for Y/n!

Y/n: Yeah! Sure! When do you want to meet?

Channie: Is tomorrow during eighth too soon😅

Y/n: nope! I can do that!

Channie: great! U r a life saver!

I smiled thinking this was going to be easier than I thought. I climbed into bed and looked at the Letterman on my desk. After hesitation, I got up and slipped the jacket on before climbing back into bed, and I honestly was not ashamed that I slept in that shit.

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At the beginning of eighth period the next day, I went to the room Chan texted me with my shoes in hand not knowing what to expect. To my surprise he had just asked me to meet in the choir room. Bangchan sat at the piano with a laptop sitting atop the instrument. He played a few chords and then jotted something down on a notepad next to him. "Knock, knock?" He turned at my voice and smiled, his dimples appearing in a cute way. "Look at you coming prepared, shoes and everything!" I laughed and sat next to him when he motioned me to.

"So, I kind of told you what this was about last night." The boy with messy blonde hair and headphones around his neck said. "For my senior project I wanted to try and mix a rap/hip hop/EDM track with ballet choreography. I thought that might make a really cool visual representation on what the project is about." I nodded as I followed along with the older boy's thought process.

"The problem is I am just terrible at classical music, I mean I've had classical training and I took a few ballet classes when I was young, but I just know the bare minimum and that I absolutely cannot do the splits." My mind pictured Chan in one of my classes, my instructor telling him to push his long ass legs down into the splits and I couldn't help but laugh. "Anyway, I was just hoping you could help me adjust the music so it would be easier to choreograph for ballet and maybe dance to it as well....hopefully. You want to listen?" I nodded and he took the headphones around his neck and placed them over my ears, chuckling when they fell down a little too low.

His long fingers reached over and pressed play on the laptop and a soft electronic beat filled my ears. My eyes closed as I listened to the track. It wasn't what I expected it to be based on how he described his idea. It was incredibly complex, but nonetheless pleasant to the ear. My fingers tapped out the beat on my leg and I could kind of see where he was going to add in lyrics or where he might add a bass drop, or switch to the underbelly track. When the song ended, I removed the headphones and looked at the boy next to me.

He smiled and asked if I wanted to listen to it again. I nodded and went to put on my shoes while he switched out the headphones for a wireless headset. Moving to a clear space in the room, Chan started his track again and I just let my feet do what was natural and remembered the beats that could be changed. I kept my movements small so not to go full out in the tiny space. I marked places where I thought maybe a saut de chat or lift might work. As the second bass dropped I tried doing a fuete keeping my feet en pointe and straight. I could feel Chan's eyes on me, but I focused on marking the rest of the song.

Coming down from my toes, I slid the headset from my ears and went to stand in front of the fourth year boy. "I think I can help you." He beamed up at me excited for the project ahead.

A few months had passed and I had spent most of my time with Bangchan working on his project. Most days I could be found in the choir room with him, or at his house in his makeshift recording studio (i.e. his mother's basement). I spent most of my free time with Bangchan whether we were working or not. Usually Chan and I spent free nights on his bedroom floor watching some show he found or hanging out with Jisung and Felix at the diner near my house. I hadn't heard from Irene in weeks. And to be honest, I hadn't noticed she didn't call.

Chan slowly began to replace her as my bestfriend. Nights in with her became afternoons out with him. Morning calls from Irene turned into late night calls from Chan waiting for the sun to come up. He even became my new source for Kim Seungmin problems and how to solve them.

Although, I hadn't heard from Seungmin lately either. It wasn't unusual. This time of the year he usually hid away and focused on his studies so he could still play on the team. I almost forgot what my life was like before I saw Chan every day after school.

It was the friday before the last away game for our school and I arrived early to the choir room to meet Bangchan. He texted me saying that he had almost finished the lyrics for the track so, I decided to come early and set his things up for him. His laptop was set on the piano and both our notebooks were on the bench. I rolled up the hem of my jeans and took off my sneakers. All of a sudden the door burst open and the room was filled with the sound of giggling and hushed whispers. My head shot towards the door and I froze at the sight.

"Y/n?" Seungmin pushed away the girl whose lips were attacking his neck. His cheeks were flushed and his lips were swollen. My brain screamed for me to run, but my muscles wouldn't move. I tried to keep from bursting into tears at the sight of him with someone else. The girl turned and seeing her face felt like a thousand blows to the stomach. "Oh. Hi, Y/n." Irene.

I wanted to say something. I wanted to scream. My eyes burned as I tried to keep back the tears. Seungmin just stared at me jaw slack. Silent. I couldn't hide the pain on my face and Irene scoffed. "Please, you know he never liked you." Something about her small smile didn't allow me to turn away. "It's only fair."

I couldn't take it anymore. My bare feet pushed myself away from the room. If I didn't leave now I would be stuck there; a prisoner of my own heart and mind. I ran down the hall tears finally spilling over and clouding my vision. My body collided with someone's chest and the force sent my already shaky legs tumbling to the floor. "Y/n?" I hid my face and scrambled to my feet. Can't I just get out of here? "Wait! Y/n!" The person yelled after me.

I let my feet carry me as fast as they could, not caring where. My hands reached for the nearest door and finally found a place of solitude. I placed my hands on the wall and tried to brace my shaking hands and legs. Crying wasn't something I was ashamed of. I was just hurt and embarrassed. My chest started to feel tight and there was a pain in my forehead. I tried to focus through the tears to see I was in the empty boys locker room. With shaking hands I placed a hand on my chest as the room started to tilt and spin.

I couldn't breathe.

I stumbled through the locker room and my head started to spin. My hands found a metal knob and I desperately turned it feeling the tiniest bit of relief when the ice cold water hit my skin. The tile wall was the only thing holding me up as the freezing water drenched my hair and clothes. I couldn't stop thinking about them. What she said. How she was right. How I didn't understand. My legs finally gave out and I collapsed onto the floor trying to take deep breaths through the sobs. I clutched my head trying to relieve the pain I felt there. I wanted to scream. I wanted to keep crying but it hurt to do so. My head slowly lowered itself to my knees and I tried to make myself as small as possible. The harsh feel of the water left red marks on my skin as I tried to stifle my cries.

A pair of arms tried to wrap themselves around me, but I struggled against them shouting to leave me be. After awhile, I felt nothing. I looked up to see Bangchan sitting in front of me, letting the cold water fall onto him. His hair and shirt had already drowned in the water. He just looked at me with almost recognition through his wet blonde locks.

"Don't look at me." I managed to say through broken sobs. "Why?"He cocked his head trying to find a way to make contact with my E/c eyes. My mind struggled to find an answer that made sense.

"I-I don't want you to see me break." "Bullshit." His harsh words shocked me and made me jump back a little. He could see his outburst wasn't the right thing to do. "Y/n did you expect him to run in here and apologize for breaking your heart?"

"No, but-"

"This is what heartbreak feels like. It is a literal and figurative battle in every sense of the word. The thing is....." He struggled to find the right words, he himself knowing he could accidentally set me off in my fragile state. My body had started to shiver from the water, but my face still felt the hot tears rolling down my cheeks.

"It's not glorious. It's not beautiful, and it's definitely not heroic because we can't even save ourselves from how we feel. The thing is you are going to get your heart broken again and again and again. I can promise you that. It is the one sure thing in life. It's going to happen until you look like this."

Drops of water fell onto his skin, as he held my gaze. "One day it isn't going to hurt anymore and you will be able to wear your battles proudly on your sleeve. And it won't be because some guy came and rescued you."

He paused a moment letting me process what he said. The sound of the water hitting the tile echoed throughout the room.

"Heartbreak just means we are human."

After a couple minutes of silence I realized he was done speaking and looked up at him. All he did was gently wrap an arm around my waist and pull me into his chest. His fingers tangled themselves in my wet hair and he held me against his body, which felt safe and warm. He traced soothing patterns into the skin on my side to calm my sobs.

Bangchan didn't try to get up. He knew I wasn't ready. He simply let me sit in his arms and be human for a fleeting moment.

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macgyvermedical · 5 years

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Fun Things To Do With Ethanol, A “Friends + Enemies + Border,” Scientific/Medical Review

I have so much on my plate right now. This is going to take forever and I shouldn’t be writing this. But... Have I ever told you about how much I love low resource surgery?

Like, it is 100% my THING.

I want to tell you ALL ABOUT IT.

The episode is split between MacGyver and Desi staging a last stand at a pediatrician’s office with a group of Syrian refugees in Bosnia and Bozer and Riley contending with a bomb-based booby trap meant for Oversight. There are plenty of decent based-in-reality MacGyverisms in this ep, and the ones I particularly want to focus on involve the use of ethanol as a vehicle fuel, use of gunpowder as a cauterizing agent, and the realities of trying to complete improvised surgery under the circumstances in the episode.

Ethanol

In the first scene, Mac and Desi are driving a car running on homemade ethanol. Mac explains that he had rushed the fermentation of the ethanol himself, leading to a less-than-smooth ride.

Traditionally, ethanol is what we think of as drinking alcohol- vodka, beer, wine, and other alcoholic beverages contain ethanol as the psychoactive ingredient. In certain parts of the world, particularly the US, Brazil, and much of Europe, ethanol is a common vehicle fuel as well. Ethanol is popular because it’s renewable (its made from feedstock like grain, sugar beets, potatoes, and anything else that’s sugary or starchy that you happen to have a lot of), produces less air pollution than gasoline, and is also cheaper than gasoline (it gets about 1/3 fewer miles per gallon, though, so the price difference isn’t as significant as it looks).

Most gas sold in the US is a mixture of up to 10% ethanol and 90% gasoline called E10, and most gas sold in Brazil is E25. Starting in 1999, certain vehicles (called “Flex Fuel” vehicles) were designed to run on higher concentrations of ethanol, like E85. Flex Fuel vehicles are capable of running on up to E100, but E100 itself is fairly rare outside of Brazil.

Because ethanol is produced like traditional drinking alcohol, it’s not completely unrealistic that Mac could have made some. All he would have needed to do was mix some yeast, sterile water, and starch/sugar together, wait until ethanol formed (a process called fermentation), and then heat it so the ethanol evaporated out. He would then have to collect the ethanol vapor and let it condense, a process called distillation. Since some water vapor would evaporate too, the distillation process would have to happen multiple times to have a high enough concentration of ethanol to be usable fuel.

Now, it takes about 3 days minimum to produce ethanol by fermentation under even perfect temperature conditions, and since the yeast’s gotta do the heavy lifting, there’s not tons you can do to speed it up. Speeding up the distillation process, however (not distilling the ethanol enough times), could have resulted in a higher-than-ideal water content, which may have caused the problems shown in the episode.

While we don’t know how long they were stuck and Mac and Desi could definitely have kept themselves and their criminal charges alive in the wilds of Bosnia for three or more days, it seems a little suspect that Matty would have tolerated that long without communication.

Now, even though the vehicle was clearly manufactured before 1999 and was therefore not a flex fuel vehicle, it could have run temporarily on a relatively high ethanol blend. So if they stopped and added ethanol before the gasoline actually ran out and then were careful to drove slowly, they could probably could have made it to a gas station on their improvised fuel. It might have caused some engine knocking and decreased performance, but it would have been possible.

Cauterization

I’ll start with the fact that you really can stop bleeding with cauterization. Surgeons do it all the time with a tool called an electrocauteur, which is a tiny electrode that gets hot enough to very precisely burn the cut end of a bleeding vessel. Long ago, cauterization was also used a lot less precisely to stop severe bleeding, treat infection, and seal amputation wounds. Heck, the 1985 ep “To Be A Man” featured Mac getting an infected bullet wound cauterized while trapped behind Soviet lines in Afghanistan.

Now, despite that ringing endorsement, cauterization is not something you should consider in a remote environment. For one thing, the old-timey medical people were wrong- burn wounds, like those incurred during cauterization, are actually more likely to get infected than most other kinds of wounds. Burns damage cells deeper than the surface, and those damaged cells can’t fight infection like healthy ones could.

But what if they’re going to bleed to death? Wouldn’t it be better to save them now and deal with infection later? Well, the problem with this is that either the wound is on a limb and improvising a tourniquet is a better option, or the vessel is very deep in the abdomen or chest (as the big bleedy ones tend to be), and the average person is never going to be able to find the bleeding vessel without doing enough additional damage to kill the person in the process.

Let’s talk specifically about the wound in the episode. Take a look at the picture above. You’ll note the abdomen is not just a slab full of bleeding things like a lot of TV makes it out to be. There’s a lot of organs in there, and if they get damaged they can lose function, cause severe blood loss (liver, spleen), or spill infectious (intestines) or digestive (pancreas, stomach) material into the sterile sac that holds the abdominal organs. Spills of stomach acid, digestive enzymes, or fecal material can cause severe infection or physical damage that can be life threatening.

A gunshot wound as shown in the episode would have gone through Felix’s left upper quadrant, a little above and to the left of his belly button (belly button being roughly where the yellow lines cross). Mac assesses the wound and determines that Felix is bleeding severely, to which Nazir replies that if he had a needle and some thread he could sew it up.

Now, as you may have guessed, simply sewing the wound closed wouldn’t do Felix any good. Let’s assume that the bullet only went through the horizontal (transverse) part of the large intestine, and maybe a small artery. Because of this, Felix has fecal material spilling into the previously sterile sac around his intestines which will cause infection if not cleaned up. He also has a non-functional large intestine preventing him from taking in food or liquid. Add some blood loss and a damaged artery that was possibly taking that blood somewhere important and is now spilling that blood into a place it shouldn’t be, and no sewing/cauterizing is going to realistically solve any of those problems- even in the very short term.

So what to do? Well, that’s not an easy answer. Realistically, he needs surgery as soon as he can get it. Until that happens, direct pressure can help slow the blood loss. And I’m talking like someone’s whole body weight on that wound. Remember- that bleeding vessel is really far in there, so a lot of things are going to have to deal with getting compressed if he’s truly in a life-threatening blood loss situation.

Like the idea of sewing the wound closed, the gunpowder macgyverism seems to just seal the top layer of the wound, not doing anything for the actual part that was bleeding. Plus, given that igniting gunpowder on someone would probably cause additional damage, its just not a good idea. A macgyverism to take it’s place could be the diagnosis of the damaged intestine by remarking on the smell of fecal material. Sure, its a family show, but you gotta start training kids to recognize bowel injuries early, right?

Improvised Surgery

I just want to stop and give credit to the fact that someone on the writing team recognized that Felix needed surgery for his abdominal gunshot wound. It doesn’t always happen on TV, and the fact that it happened on a show that once confused a simple oxygen mask with a ventilator while at the same time confusing oxygen with compressed air is pretty nice.

I also want to recognize that the whole point of this story was that they went back for and saved Felix. In fact, Adnan’s line “to have left him would have proved true the kind of lies that are told about us” made it abundantly clear that Felix kinda had to live. But I agree with Dr. Terzic’s assessment that he has an exceptionally low chance of survival.

Let’s start the improvised surgery discussion with what actually needs done to save Felix. This includes:

Stabilization- fluids/blood/oxygen/etc...

Stopping the bleeding and/or restoring blood flow to where the artery was taking it

Repairing the intestinal wound

Cleaning up the spilled fecal material in Felix’s abdomen

Closing the peritoneum (the abdominal organ sac)

Closing the entrance/exit wounds

Treating infection/draining pus/preventing additional problems

The situation can be interpreted one of two ways- version one is that they just need to do the bare minimum to save Felix’s life in the moment, after which he could be actually operated on by a surgeon in a more applicable facility. Version two is that this is all the medical care Felix is going to get for this wound, and the entire surgery has to be completed here or it never will be completed.

Version One:

Assuming that the most immediate life threat for Felix is, in fact, bleeding, the focus of any intervention only has to be on stabilizing him and maybe stopping the bleeding if it’s getting in the way of that. Most family practice and pediatrician’s offices would have some emergency supplies. Maybe not a crash cart, but equipment to take vitals, oxygen and various ways to deliver it, limited IV equipment and fluids, a bag-valve-mask device, limited emergency drugs, and a few choice emergency phone numbers.

Felix has been unconscious for a long time, and that’s really concerning because being unconscious from blood loss typically means not enough blood is getting to the brain and that brain tissue is dying. If he isn’t already dead, he’s definitely in shock, so they need to assess and treat that by getting some vitals on him, getting available IV fluids into him, giving him oxygen and/or supporting his breathing with the BVM, and basically doing everything they can do to keep his blood circulating oxygen as effectively as possible while doing what they can to get him to definitive help. All this while continuing pressure or packing the wounds to put some internal pressure on the bleeding artery to stop things from getting worse.

Version Two:

Listen, the idea of performing major abdominal surgery in a pediatrician’s office should freak you out. I’ve been thinking about it a lot and it’s actually pretty terrifying the way it shakes out in the episode.

And yet, because the reality is people live and get sick in places without available and/or high-tech medical resources, low-resource surgery happens- and it happens a lot. While a lot of times the survival rates are much higher in places with oxygen and running water, even really basic things like IV access and monitoring equipment aren’t 100% necessary in all cases.

That being said, there are better candidates for it than others. Given that Felix is unconscious for the entire episode, how invasive and intricate this surgery would have to be if it was all he was going to get, and the fact that a pediatrician is not remotely trained for this, I don’t think he’s a good candidate for it.

Now, you probably want me to talk about it anyway, so let’s say instead that Felix is hemodynamically stable, conscious, and that the pediatrician was, in a past life, a battlefield trauma surgeon. This doesn’t make things perfect, but it evens the playing field a little. They’re now playing on “difficult” rather than “legendary”.